Chapter 125 - The Hero Rides the Black Horse! (Part 2)
“Urk! H-How did you find this place...!”
Bivora stared up at us in disbelief, his face smashed into the dirt. Poor guy. Nothing's impossible for this body now that I've got the Demon Eye.
“Maybe it's because I'm a Divine Beast? You seemed pretty capable, Sema. Took less than two hours to track you down, Bivora.”
“N-No way... You found this place that easily...?”
Heh heh. Look at that pale face. Worth sparing Marte all that trouble.
“You know tricks like that won't work on me if you're not holding a hostage, Bivora. Just take your judgment from the kingdom like a good boy.”
“Urk, urgh...!”
Satisfied, I watched Bivora grind his face into the ground while turning my attention to Marte's little sister inside the cave. She was bound so tightly her arms and legs looked bruised, her eyes blindfolded and mouth gagged. With her gold-blonde bob haircut just like her brother's... probably around fifteen? Couldn't see her face, but she looked about that age. Trembling pitifully... I wanted to untie her, but my current form was the problem.
“Uh, so... you're Marte's sister, right?”
She flinched at my voice but nodded once she understood the question.
“Don't worry. Your brother took down the kidnapper. We're gonna untie you now... but, uh, you might freak out if you see me, so I'll just free your body and mouth for now. Got it?”
She nodded again, and I stepped into the cave, shifting to my monster form before untying the ropes around her limbs. Once freed, the deep bruises from the tight bindings were obvious on her arms and legs. No wonder she couldn't stand properly even after being released... That bastard Bivora. How dangerous could a kid be? Couldn't he tie her gently?
“Hic, snif... Th-Thank you...”
“There, there, you're okay now, no need to cry.”
Aigoo. Did he even give her water? Her lips were cracked, and her voice was hoarse.
“Marte! Got her! A few minor scrapes, but she's fine overall!”
“Marsie! You okay!?”
“B-Brother!!!”
Hearing Marte's voice, Marsie tried to pull down her blindfold and sit up to confirm it was him. But with no strength left, she toppled right into me standing behind her. Aigoo, I'm naked right now... and my eyes are still in Demon Eye mode...
“Ah, ah...!”
Marsie looked up at me, froze in shock, and went rigid. I averted my gaze to hide my eyes and gently steadied her shoulders, propping up her upper body.
“Uh, yeah. Told you you'd be scared, that's why I didn't untie your eyes... Sorry. I know I look pretty scary.”
“N-No, it's fine... Sorry for freaking out...”
“Nah, no need to apologize.”
I'd worried she'd faint or scream, but she seemed tougher than that. Haven't checked her stats yet, but maybe the Demon Eye—a demon race eye—isn't that frightening?
“Y-You're the Divine Beast who came to the kingdom, right? Brother told me about you.”
“Ah, yeah. That's right.”
Guess he prepped her. No need for introductions.
“Y-Your muscles are way more impressive than he said... B-But why are you naked...?”
“Well... circumstances...”
If my clothes didn't shred every transformation, I wouldn't be in this embarrassing spot. At least she didn't see my swinging balls? She didn't, right?
“...Um, is... this also because of... circumstances...?”
“Huh? What—hngh!?”
As Marsie leaned down from atop me with a trembling voice, I noticed something jutting up right in front of her. The familiar shape rising like it was lifting her up... My horse cock! What the fuck, when did this happen!? And why is it out!?
“N-No! When the hell did this—! It's not like that, Marsie! Why the fuck is this thing doing this!?”
Am I losing my mind? I can't even grasp the situation! Naked is bad enough, but popping a massive erection in front of his little sister? Marte's gonna flip even after I saved her!
“M-Marsie! This isn't me getting ideas! Fuck, why are you throbbing like a maniac...!”
“Y-Yes... Ah...”
Fuck... Is my horse body going berserk just because a girl leaned on me? My god. Ever since getting the Demon Eye, my horse body's been heating up—and apparently the junior's included. Fuck, stay calm. Count sheep or something. Sheep'll save me...
“Sema! What's going on!?”
“Uh, uh!? It's, well...!”
“I-It's fine, brother! I just have no strength in my body...!”
My god, thank you, Marsie! Unlike your brother, you can think straight!
With Marsie still perched atop my raging horse cock, I twisted my body desperately trying to stuff the damn thing back in.
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“Goddamn it... Goddamn it...!”
“It's over, Bivora.”
I used the ropes from Marsie to bind Bivora, stripped him of all his weapons after a search. Marte kept him pinned—a high-level adventurer, one rope wasn't enough insurance. Beside him, Marsie—now able to move—sat with her face flushed, head bowed. In the end, my cock wouldn't calm, so I shifted back to horse form, hunching low to watch over Bivora and the Marte siblings. Ha... Who knew the excitement building since the Demon Eye would cause problems here. ...It'll settle soon, right?
“To lose like this...! Fuck...!”
“Tsk tsk. What was that about the saintess? Looks like Clarice is done for too. Congrats.”
“Shut up, you monster bastard! This has nothing to do with Clarice!”
Aigoo. Already covering for her? What's the point now? Though... last investigation turned up no evidence. If we pin it as his solo act again, maybe he'll weasel out? Whatever. Seeing him protect his woman makes him seem kinda sweet. Even if he looks like a sparrow who'd cheat on her.
“Aigoo~ Is that so? Save it for the trial. I'd love to beat your ass myself.”
“Hold back. If you go overboard and kill him, we're screwed. We need info on the sentence issuer's whereabouts, his accomplices—plenty from Bivora.”
“Right, that too? Hey, get tangled in that and your whole family goes down. What now?”
“Kuh, kuh...! You think I have family?”
Fair. Doesn't look like he has parents. Whatever, as long as me and my bitches are safe, I don't care what happens to him in prison. Kingdom'll handle it.
“Damn it. Should've just killed you...! To get tripped up by a monster like you...!”
“Aww, too bad. You let me live, handed me power on a platter. Thanks, buddy. I'll send snacks to your cell.”
“Fuck...! To lose to something that looks like a demon beast itself...!”
Yeah, yeah. Demon beast here~. Horse demon beast~. Since I look the part, maybe claim I'm the Maou? Yeah, I'm the king of horses. The Maou~. Pfft. Losers go quietly to jail, Bivora.
“Alright, let's head out. With your speed, Sema, we can go straight to the central city... Marsie? What's wrong?”
“N-Nothing...!”
She's been glancing at me shyly, face red, from beside Marte. Grateful she's not saying anything... but embarrassing. If you were a bit older, hero's sister or not, I'd have made a move. Forget it nicely, Marsie. See you in a few years.
“Then, let's depar—”
- KRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUMBLE!!!
Just as Marte, carrying Bivora over his shoulder, moved to mount me—the ground shook violently, a deafening roar slamming our ears.
“Wh-What!? An earthquake!?”
My god. Shaking this bad? How massive is it!? The roar too—epicenter's close...! I was already prone, but Marte and Marsie standing lost balance, staggering wildly. The tremors didn't fade—they intensified, pausing briefly as we thought it stopped.
“KIIIIIAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!”
From a short distance away, a colossal silhouette over dozens of meters burst through the earth. The Hero Eater we'd missed before. Jormungandr.