Struggle for Supremacy (1)
Struggle for Supremacy (1)
Seer Murgan foretold the resurrection of the next demon god.
The location was the city of Smalion in the eastern part of the Empire.
It was a place where, for some time now, there had been reports of corpses rising and attacking citizens.
Murgan stated this was the doing of the demon god's Chosen One.
As if waiting for this, a necromancer revealed himself, claiming to be the Chosen One.
The necromancer led a Corpse Legion and threatened the city, but soon the Guard Corps drove him into a corner.
"Professor Jeral! Give up and surrender now!"
A woman who appeared to be the Guard Commander shouted.
Although the Corpse Legion and the Guard Corps were still at a stalemate in the city center, she thought that since they had successfully surrounded him, capturing him was just a matter of time.
"Kehehehe! It's not over until it's over!"
Necromancer Jeral was an old man with graying hair and skin full of wrinkles.
His back was hunched, and his body looked so frail that his legs couldn't even straighten properly.
His necromancy was powerful, but without the protection of his corpses, he was just a weak old man.
"The western Siege Net is about to be breached!"
"Send Reinforcements quickly!"
At the commander's order, the soldiers began to move.
Then, Jeral lowered his stance, placing his hands on the ground, and seeing this, the commander's pupils shook violently.
"Professor Jeral is about to run! Capture him right now!"
"It's impossible! The corpses are still...!"
— Grroooaa...!
— Grrruuull...!
Corpses with rotting skin and spilling entrails, reeking of decay, were tangling the soldiers' feet.
While no one could approach, Jeral lifted his hands and feet from the ground and began to sprint.
"No! He's heading west!"
"Kehehehehe! I'll never be caught!"
Jeral grinned, his yellow teeth fully exposed, and ran so fast the sagging skin on his face flapped in the wind.
"Have the Reinforcements arrived in the west?!"
"Th-that, not yet!"
"Damn it!!!!"
The commander didn't even think of giving chase and just stomped her foot, spewing curses.
She knew all too well, as this wasn't the first or second time they had mounted an operation to capture Jeral.
That his running speed was something no one in the Guard Corps could match.
* * *
[Does that make any sense? You're telling me they can't catch him just because he runs fast?]
Luxuria asked in a disbelieving voice at Melanie's explanation.
'Maybe he did track and field as a hobby when he was young, or something...'
[If he's that fast just from running, do you really think it would have ended as just a hobby?]
'As I said before, there aren't many enemies who can beat me with strength. But a story always needs crises. So I gave the enemies absurd escape capabilities, creating crises for me through hit-and-run strategies.'
[There should be at least some minimum effort. A necromancer who doesn't engage in close combat at all, who has even grown old, is too fast to catch just by running? There has to be a limit to how ridiculous something can be.]
Sephemo's main enemies all possess equally absurd escape capabilities.
Among them, the most ridiculous to Melanie was Necromancer Jeral's running.
There was no description of him using magic or drugs to enhance his body.
He was just genuinely, purely fast on his feet.
[It's truly a good thing you became a <Sage>. It's only because there are many magics with excellent tracking capabilities.]
'......That wasn't my choice, though.'
Melanie was calmly conversing with Luxuria in her mind, but her body was in no way calm.
"Oh♡ Ooh......♡"
Her eyes were half-rolled back, her mouth formed into a perfect 'O', and she kept letting out moans.
White, sticky seminal fluid slowly dripped down, covering her smooth, white skin.
With her belly exposed and her limbs curled up, her disgraceful appearance was reminiscent of a plucked chicken.
This was her state immediately after finishing the Holy Treatment from Lili and Pia.
The two had relieved themselves thoroughly and were now packing their belongings, including Melanie's.
It was about time to leave this city.
"J-just a moment, Saintess-nim. Right now, Melanie's condition is a bit..."
"It doesn't matter. The worse the condition, the better."
Just then, the door opened and Saint Hilda entered with Lili.
Lili tried to block her to hide Melanie's wretched state, but Hilda was adamant.
"What a fine sight. A truly fitting appearance for a lowly woman like you."
"Ugh, ugh......♡"
Receiving the Saintess's contempt and ridicule, Melanie barely managed to sit up.
Hilda was very pleased with the sight of Melanie's slender figure, trembling weakly.
"I wish to speak with Melanie alone. May I?"
"Huh? But..."
"I, I'm fine, Lili. Ugh♡"
"......Alright."
Lili left the room, leaving Melanie and Hilda alone.
Hilda looked around the nearly packed-up room and asked Melanie.
"Your companions are packing. It seems you're preparing to leave now?"
"Yes. The Seer said another demon god has Awakened, right? I need to find work over there."
"I see. I sometimes forget you're a mercenary."
"......I'm sorry for all this time."
"......You're sorry for all this time?"
"I'm sorry I made you continue a life you didn't want. Even if you curse me forever, I'll accept..."
As Melanie bowed her head in apology, Hilda tilted her head quizzically.
"Why are you saying something that sounds like a farewell?"
"Huh? It is a farewell...... W-wait, you're not planning to stop me from leaving, are you?"
"What nonsense are you spouting now? Are you suggesting you would leave me behind?"
"Wh-what?"
"If you leave, how am I supposed to calm my <Holy Sword> that goes wild every day?"
"Ugh......?!"
Hilda's massive member lifted her clothes, asserting its presence, and Melanie's expression froze.
Seeing Melanie covered in semen, it was impossible not to get an erection.
Remembering the times she had been mercilessly violated by it, Melanie's womb twinged♡.
"What is that face? Are you going to reject me now?"
"Th-that's not it, you're the Saintess. You have to protect this place..."
"I quit."
"What?!"
"I said I quit. I reported to the Church that I've discovered homosexuality. I told them if they don't let me go, I'll give a speech in the central square about the beauty of homosexuality. Unless they want to tarnish the name of the Heavenly God, the Church will have no choice but to let me go."
"B-but you......!"
Until now, the reason Hilda couldn't quit being the Saintess was due to the sense of mission bestowed upon her by the Heavenly God.
The sense of responsibility forcibly engraved by the god was far stronger than her desire to escape the life that didn't suit her.
Knowing this, Melanie couldn't understand Hilda saying she had quit being the Saintess.
Hilda raised her head as if looking at the sky beyond the ceiling.
"From the day I was supposed to die according to the Heavenly God's will, my sense of mission began to weaken. Perhaps because I was an existence meant to die that day, I stopped caring about what happened after."
"......."
"Fortunately, I still retain the power of the Saintess. Taking me with you won't be a loss."
"That may be true......."
It just so happened that because Lili hadn't Awakened into a clergy-type class, the party was struggling without a rear support member.
Recruiting Hilda would definitely be a great boost to their combat strength.
Even so, Melanie's expression was not bright.
"But...... are you really okay with this? You hate me."
"Please stop speaking as if you're concerned about me. I believe I told you. If you're going to be considerate of me, then making me live like this in the first place was the mistake."
"S-sorry..."
"I told you not to apologize...... Sigh. Fine."
Hilda began throwing off her clothes, layer by layer.
They were the vestments of a Saintess she never planned to wear again.
As the monstrous member, dripping with Cooper's Fluid, revealed itself, Melanie grew dizzy from the thick, male scent.
"I'm following you *because* I hate you. I can't take out these twisted desires on innocent people, can I?"
"Ugh......♡"
"Now then♥ Shall we begin my welcome ceremony?♥ First, your upper cunt hole..."
"Wait!!!!"
Just as Hilda, her face flushed, was about to force her cock into Melanie's mouth—
—As if she had been eavesdropping, Lili swung the door open wide and stepped in.
Even though she was showing her naked body to someone else, Hilda showed no sign of embarrassment.
"......What is it?"
"You can't do that too, Saintess-nim!"
"Huh?"
"Melanie is used by the Goddess-nim every night! We can only use her properly in the morning, and what builds up after that has to be taken out quickly! It's already not enough sharing it with Pia, how are we supposed to manage if you join too!"
"Th-that's right! We were barely satisfying our urges by sharing between the two of us, if one more person is added......."
"......."
Hilda frowned.
Melanie thought she was finding this absurd.
That was, until she saw Hilda nod.
"That is indeed an important issue. However, I have no intention of giving up on joining, so how about we find an amicable compromise?"
"Of course I'm not saying you shouldn't join the party. We need to clearly establish priority. I'll be the one to take care of the morning erection, so you two can figure out how to distribute the rest."
"That is not a compromise."
"Th-this time the Saintess-nim is right! Why are you deciding that arbitrarily, Lili?"
"I'm Melanie's childhood friend, and Melanie likes my cock the most!"
Saying this, Lili quickly threw off her lower garments.
As a monstrously large phallus was revealed, Hilda's eyes wavered slightly.
"I-It is large, I'll give you that, but do you really think Melanie would enjoy being pounded by such a brutish thing? Melanie would prefer my more delicate member."
"'Delicate' is just a nice way of saying small, right?"
"S-size isn't everything, I agree! Even if I'm slightly smaller than Lili, my <Sword Technique> skills are superior!"
"Um, what about the opinion of the person in question......?"
Melanie asked cautiously, but she only received looks that said, "What opinion does a flesh toilet have?"
Melanie pulled the blanket over her head and curled up in the corner, as the three males began a heated debate over one female.