Chapter 401: The Hero Climaxes in Defeat Again Today[R-18] (5)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 401: The Hero Climaxes in Defeat Again Today[R-18] (5)
Cries of pleasure echoed ceaselessly throughout the room.
After being fucked for hours, the two women had forgotten all pain and shame, surrendering their bodies completely to pleasure.
Marienne, in particular, was a natural-born slut.
The face that had once trembled in fear and screamed in terror was now completely transformed.
“Ahhh… It's amazing…♡ Inside… Marquis, your cock, it’s… it’s getting bigger…♡”
With her hands on my chest, she rocked her hips wildly on her own. The woman who once shed tears, vowing to protect her love, was now riding me, grinding her hips to receive my seed. The sight was both absurd and deeply satisfying.
I had already shot my load inside her six times, but she showed no signs of tiring. If anything, she seemed more energized the more her womb filled with my hot semen.
As if it were some kind of vitality potion.
Her stamina is much better than Eira's.
Besides, I could tell from fucking her that she had an excellent frame and muscle tone.
With the right training, she could become a decent knight.
I gripped her waist tightly and slammed her down onto me in one swift motion.
—Thwack!
“Ah!♡ I’m coming…♡ Again!♡ I’m coooming!♡ Your cooock… I love your cock…♡”
She looked up at me, her eyes on the verge of climax. Her pupils were hazy and unfocused, her thighs trembled, and her belly was swollen. Even as her womb sloshed, filled to the brim with semen, the bitch didn’t stop grinding her hips.
“Marienne. You’re working so hard for the man you love.”
Panting, she stuck out her wet tongue slightly and replied.
“That’s right…♡ This is…♡ all…♡ for… Carter…♡”
The moment her words reached my ears, I couldn't help but laugh.
“Is that so? All for the man you love.”
I slowly lifted my hips, pressing the tip of my glans right against the entrance of her womb, and said with a smirk.
“Well then, I have no choice. Here, for the man you love… I’ll fill your womb with my seed one more time.”
—Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
I began to pound into her without hesitation. Marienne’s body convulsed as she climaxed with a sound like she was about to break.
“Haaaah!♡ Uwaaah!♡ It’s coming again!♡ That hot stuff…! For Carter… give me more…♡”
*
Only after fucking Marienne into unconsciousness did I get out of bed with a satisfied smile.
I flicked my fingers, activating Clean.
—Shwaaa.
A layer of light washed over my entire body, and all the bodily fluids on my skin vanished as if they had evaporated.
“Time to get moving.”
I rose slowly and slipped out of the village chief's house. It was still dark outside. The sky was covered in gray storm clouds, and the chilly scent of dew hung in the air.
As I left the plains on the outskirts of the village, a dim mountain ridge came into view in the distance.
“The dungeon with the Essence of Wind… it was in a cave in the northwest forest, right?”
I muttered to myself and looked up. Beyond the dark, shadow-like silhouette of the forest, there had to be an ancient dungeon where the energy of a spirit was sealed.
After walking for about thirty minutes, a crouching rock cliff came into view, a pitch-black darkness gaping open at its center.
There it is.
I paused at the dungeon entrance to check for any presence. A faint, cold draft was seeping out from within the cave.
The Essence of Wind is in the deepest part of the dungeon. I just need to take care of the monsters along the way.
I took the Flying Heaven Sword from my inventory and fastened it to my waist.
Then, I took a step into the darkness.
*
The inside of the dungeon was gloomy. The walls were covered in damp moss, and the rough stone floor made my footsteps echo deeply.
A moment later, I heard the faint sound of wind from somewhere.
Transparent silhouettes. Small, fairy-like beings were floating in the darkness. They were what would normally be called sylphs, low-level spirits from the spirit realm.
But these were different. Their skin was stained black, the tips of their wings were torn, and their eyes were filled with killing intent and hatred.
Corrupted sylphs.
Beings tainted by demonic energy. An ordinary novice would have been torn to shreds by this swarm in an instant.
But that wouldn't work on me.
I slowly gripped the hilt of my sword, preparing to draw it.
—Vwoooom!
Suddenly, the Flying Heaven Sword began to vibrate, its blade humming on its own. As the sword's cry rang out, the corrupted sylphs shrieked and fled in terror.
“...What the?”
I looked down at my sword. Ever since it had accepted me as its master, the Flying Heaven Sword had never once made a sound on its own. But now, it was humming as if with a will of its own.
As if it were reacting to something inside this dungeon.
I gripped the sword again and narrowed my eyes.
“Is there… something in this dungeon?”
—Vwooom!
The sword let out another short, sharp vibration.
“Hmm. The only thing that should be here… is the Essence of Wind.”
I muttered and looked up. I could feel a current of air from deep within the dungeon. The very air was trembling differently; the essence was surely sleeping at its center.
“Right. Come to think of it, this sword was originally related to wind.”
Watching the Flying Heaven Sword's reaction, I ventured deeper into the dungeon. Each time the sword vibrated, the nearby monsters retreated on their own. There was definitely something here.
As I followed the passage down, the wind's energy grew stronger. The air itself became clearer, and I could hear a faint humming sound from somewhere.
After about ten more minutes of walking, a large, circular chamber appeared. The ceiling was high, and in the center, a clear, transparent crystal of light—a gem the size of my palm—floated in midair, surrounded by an invisible vortex of air.
That's... the Essence of Wind.
I could tell at a glance.
The pure magical energy of the natural world.
The untainted core of a spirit.
And the Flying Heaven Sword in my hand was reacting strongly to its presence. The vibrations traveling up the hilt grew more intense.
I took a careful step forward. But just then…
—Kreeeeeee!
A sharp, metallic scraping sound echoed as the floor began to vibrate.
“...!”
I instinctively drew the Flying Heaven Sword. The blade cut through the air, and a moment later, one side of the altar's wall slowly cracked open.
Something walked out from within.
It was the figure of a woman in sky-blue armor. Her hair fluttered like the wind, and her eyes were lifeless. But the aura she radiated was extraordinary.
...What is that? It's definitely not the Sylphid from the game.
Originally, a Sylphid, a higher-level spirit than a sylph, was supposed to appear here. A weakened version, at that, considering this was an early-game dungeon.
But the being that appeared before me now was completely different.
『You who seeks the essence of Minerva.』
A voice that echoed directly in my mind.
『Prove your worth.』
I frowned and muttered under my breath.
“…What the hell are you?”
But she didn't answer. She merely stared at me with her empty eyes.
At that moment.
—Whoooosh!
A sharp gust of wind raged in an instant. Blades of wind began to fly at me indiscriminately from all directions. The pressure was so intense it felt like my flesh would be torn apart if I moved even slightly.
I gripped my sword lightly. And a word she had spoken flashed through my mind.
...Wait, Minerva?
She had clearly said the essence of Minerva, not the Essence of Wind.
Minerva was the Spirit King of Wind. According to the lore, she was a being who had been defeated in the war against the demons hundreds of years ago and vanished.
Something like this is here? This is completely different from the game.
I narrowed my eyes and muttered.
“…I don't know what's going on, but—”
The corners of my mouth lifted.
“This is a fucking jackpot.”
I raised the Flying Heaven Sword high. The moment its blade cut the air, the gale raging around me scattered as if it had been driven away.
I stepped forward leisurely, meeting the eyes of the being before me, unsure if she was a spirit or a specter.
“I wonder if spirits have cunts. I'll have to check for myself.”
—At that moment.
『...You vulgar cur. You are not worthy.』
The voice resonated. At the same time, the surrounding air grew heavy and sank.
“...!”
I twisted my body instinctively.
—CRASH!
The ground cracked. A spear of wind was embedded in the spot where I had just been standing.
Fast.
I immediately lowered my stance and swung the Flying Heaven Sword horizontally.
—Swiiish!
As my sword swung, the suppressed air around me split apart. It tore through the wind barrier, creating a momentary opening to breathe.
I didn't miss the opening and shot forward.
*
“Damn it… Damn it, damn it all!!”
Carter was on his knees, his arms tied behind his back, slumped on the cold floor. He struggled, breathing raggedly, but the ropes held fast. His body was completely limp as he quietly ground his teeth.
"...It can't end like this."
He didn't even want to imagine what the woman he loved was suffering at the hands of that noble. And yet, his mind kept painting the worst possible picture.
“...That bastard marquis… Someday, I'll—”
He clenched his teeth, but he couldn't even make a fist.
“Untie me, you bastards! Right now!!”
His shouts only echoed in the empty space. The warehouse was on a secluded hill on the outskirts of the village, a place people rarely visited.
“...Haaa…”
Carter lowered his head. A mixture of rage and guilt welled up in his eyes, streaming heavily down his cheeks.
...Marienne, I'm so sorry…
Just as helpless guilt crushed his mind, an unfamiliar voice echoed from somewhere inside his head, like a whisper.
『...Do you desire... power?』
“...Huh?”
Carter's eyes shot open, and he lifted his head. It was as if someone had just spoken directly into his mind.
“Wh-who's there?! What did you just—!”
He scrambled to get up, but his bound wrists hit the wall, and he collapsed back onto the floor.
『You are enraged, are you not? At your own powerlessness... at the woman you failed to protect... and at the noble who trampled her.』
“...!”
Carter held his breath. The voice was a low whisper, yet it was unnaturally clear. It poked at his most painful wounds with precision, as if it could see right into his heart.
『I can give you power. The power to protect the woman you love, and the power to take revenge.』
At those words, Carter's heart pounded. He had been so exhausted that all strength had drained from his body, but the moment he heard that voice, blood began to pump through his veins again.
“R-really...?”
Carter asked again, panting.
“…No, more importantly… who are you…?”
『A name is not important. But if you must know—』
The voice paused, then penetrated Carter's mind with a low, deep resonance.
『Let's just say... I am one who embraces those abandoned by the world.』
“...Could it be, are you an angel?”
『Huhu, that is a secret. The name is not what's important.』
『You need only choose. Offer me those festering emotions inside you... your rage, your obsession, your love.』
And finally.
『And you will become a being that can no longer be trampled.』
Carter nodded silently at those words. As if possessed.
At that moment, a black liquid emerged from the darkness, slowly approaching him before seeping into his hands.
“...Marienne.”
His now-blackened eyes trembled slightly. Then, his lips twisted as he uttered a resolute whisper.
“…Wait for me. I will, without fail—”
—get you back.