Open Up--!! Demon King--!!! (4)
The uppermost floor of the Demon King's Castle.
In a conference room of black marble, the highest-ranking officers of the Demon King's army sat gathered around a round table.
The Eastern Legion Commander, the Western Legion Commander, the Chief of Staff, the Director of the Arcane Research Institute…
Every core power that moved the Demon Realm was present for an important strategic meeting.
"…That concludes the report on the northern front."
The Chief of Staff finished speaking, yet the room fell briefly into silence.
At the innermost seat of the round table, the Demon King, Firva Chera Igortra—clad in a black dress—rested her chin on one hand, lost in thought without a word.
"……"
Her crimson eyes stared into empty air.
At that sight, the officers quietly held their breath.
"As expected of Her Majesty…"
"She's reading the humans' movements that far ahead, isn't she."
"She must be calculating her next move."
No one dared address her.
Firva, however, was thinking something entirely different.
(…Just when the hell is she going to make me drink it.)
Yesterday, the Hero had grinned from ear to ear and declared:
"And now, next episode preview—!! I'll be administering the Enter-ragora potion I bought from the mages~!"
That had been the entire explanation.
And that was the problem.
She had no idea what the exact effect was.
She had no idea when it would be forced on her.
But from every prior experience, one fact alone was certain: she would end up consuming it.
(Don't tell me she'll mix it into my food. She could put it in my tea… or the bathwater? What if she does it while I'm asleep…?)
Outwardly she did not so much as twitch, yet her mind raced with every possibility.
The officers watching her only grew more impressed.
"Truly, Her Majesty."
"That degree of silence… she must have already read every move the humans could make."
"Not a single crack in that lofty dignity…"
"Indeed, our sovereign."
Firva heard none of it.
Inside her head there was only the Enter-ragora potion.
(When is she going to make me drink it…)
She sighed only in her heart.
Then, with an unbothered expression, she picked up the glass sitting on the table.
Clear water.
The same water always prepared for her.
No reason to be suspicious.
Gulp. Gulp.
She swallowed slowly, steadied her breathing, and turned her gaze toward the window.
And then—
"……?"
Beyond the glass.
The Hero was plastered against the window in a bizarre pose, staring straight at her.
Then she smiled—an ear-to-ear, bone-chilling grin.
"……!!!!!!"
Firva's heart plummeted.
She knew that smile better than anyone.
(That's the "I succeeded" face…!!!!)
Slowly she looked down at the glass still in her hand.
At the bottom of the cup, a faint blue light was swirling.
In that instant every piece of the puzzle locked into place.
(…No. The water I just drank…!!)
Ordinarily the Demon King who would not blink at the destruction of the world, right now her face drained bone-white.
(Ah, I'm fucked…!!)
But the officers were right there.
She forced her expression to remain as if nothing had happened.
"…Continue the meeting."
A calm voice.
An unshaken face.
Lofty dignity.
The officers marveled once more.
"As expected of Her Majesty."
"Such overwhelming composure."
"It must mean humans are no threat at all to her."
The officers who so splendidly kissed their sovereign's ass had no idea.
Inside the mind of that dignified Demon King, only one thought was echoing.
(Please… just this once, don't let it be some weird effect…!)
If the effect had not been weird, this novel would have reached its ending long ago.
"Hwaaaaaaauuuuuung—!!!"
In that instant a lewd cry burst from Firva's mouth.
""………??""
"!!!!!!!"
Firva hastily clamped a hand over her own mouth and scanned the room's reactions.
(I… I didn't feel a single thing…!! Without any warning whatsoever, a moan just came out of my mouth…!!)
"Keuuuuu~♥︎"
"Y-Your Majesty…?"
An officer called to her in a worried voice.
"S-Sorry. I must step out for a moment."
Bang—!!!
This was the Demon King's garden.
Firva glared daggers at the Hero standing before her and demanded,
"Hero… what the hell did you make me drink? I expected at worst some aphrodisiac."
"Ahahahahahaha—!! Enter-ragora was originally an herb born so that little old lady mages could take care of their sexual desires—!!"
At the Hero's carefree answer the Demon King roared.
"Don't feed me knowledge I never wanted and explain it properly—!!"
"But you see, Enter-ragora has a learning ability~! The ones abandoned in the mountains seem to have learned people's moans—!!"
"So… the effect is to make those sounds come out of the drinker's throat…!!!"
"Yes!! I bulk-ordered it specially for customers with that particular taste…"
"Are you insane—!! How dare you make an old human woman's voice come out of my thr— Uhh~! Oueeeeuuut…!!"
An old granny's moan she never wanted to hear exploded from Firva's mouth.
"Ahahahahahaha—!! Well then, enjoy—!!"
"W-Wait—!! The meeting isn't over ye—"
The moment the Hero left, Firva stood alone in the garden with a look of pure despair.
"Please… let no one notice anything strange…"
"Strangely enough, it seems an old human woman's voice is coming from Her Majesty's mouth."
They had noticed ages ago.
At one officer's remark Firva's face went cold and she asked him,
"So what are you going to do about it."
"If… you have fallen ill…"
Bang—!!!
Firva stomped the round table to pieces; a tremendous shockwave ripped through the conference room.
"Do I look like a being who falls ill."
"….. Forgive me."
"Grandpa~~~!!"
""…………""
Another unwanted voice of Firva's rang through the conference room.
"Sorry… I… I think I actually am sick…"
Trembling from head to toe, Firva spoke to everyone present.
"Granny likes it all wrinkly and—"
"Give me the antidote method—!!!"
Grab—!!
"Aigoo, she caught me~!"
In the garden the Hero was hoisted into the air by the scruff of her neck in Firva's grip.
"I am not a creature who lives without a thought like you—!! I occupy a position that must live for the demonkin—!!!"
When the Demon King gritted her teeth and shouted, the Hero snorted as if it were ridiculous.
"Then for the sake of the demonkin~! You absolutely must detoxify, right~!"
"Of course—!!"
"And you'll accept whatever sacrifice is required for that, yes?"
"…… What are you going to make me do this time—!!"
"There's only one antidote method. To stop the sound coming from the upper mouth, you have to plug the lower mouth!!"
"…… Don't tell me…"
"Yes!! You have to insert Enter-ragora!!"
"Haa… of course…"
Thud.
Firva staggered and let out a sigh.
"But you see. My sword is actually made of Enter-ragora!!"
"Wh…?"
"Spread them."
"W-w-w-w-w-wait just a second—!! You're saying you're going to stick that into mine—!!!"
"Once the medicinal components spread through your whole body, you'll never undo it. This is probably your only chance?"
"Shut up—!! The day you put that sword into my—!!"
Rip.
"Uwaaaaaaagh—!!"
"Whoa~! You changed into a fresh pair of panties?"
The Hero admired the black lace panties revealed after stripping off Firva's dress.
Thud.
When Firva collapsed to the ground, the Hero approached with a lecherous look.
"Don't worry~! You won't die~! You're the Demon King, after all~!"
"D-Don't… something that huge into me…!!"
Thrust.
"Ungooooooooh—!! Mother—!!"
"Puhahahahahaha—!! Whose voice did you even memorize?!"
Thrust.
"I'm going to meet my husband in heeeeeeell—!!"
Lines that should never have come from the Demon King's mouth.
Even so she clenched her teeth through the shame and waited only for the detoxification.
Thrust.
"Bigger than my sooooooon—!!!"
Firva's eyes rolled back; she collapsed on the ground and began to tremble all over.
Fwoooooooooosh—!!
A tremendous tide of fluid began to soak the entire garden.
"Aaah. That was fun, Demon King."
Swipe. Swipe.
The Hero casually wiped her sword on the Demon King's mantle as she spoke.
"Son… please… this mommy's pussy…"
"What the hell are people even doing in the woods these days."
Thrust.
"Eungiyaaaaaaaaaaah—!!!"
And so the Hero's final blade ran the Demon King through.
Looking only at that sentence, it would sound rather classical and heroic—but regrettably, in this worldbuilding it is a rather vulgar one.
"Kraaaaaaaagh—!! Who the hell sprayed filthy water all over my garden—aaaaaah!!"
A short while later, the Orc caretaker of the Demon King's Castle was screaming.
"…………."
Firva sat on her throne, chin propped on her hand, sunk deep in thought.
"Just how… am I supposed to escape that woman…"
After long, tedious deliberation she finally arrived at one method.
"Yes… that was it…!!"
And the next day.
"Demon King-yang~! How've you been~? lmao Today I brought an amazing product…"
"It is not Demon King 'Miss.'"
"Eh."
The Demon King's seat.
The one sitting there was not the usual Demon King.
"Uh… uh…? Uh?!?!??!!?!??!?!"
The Hero's eyes bulged as she refused to accept the existence in front of her.
"Kha… hahahahahahahaha—!! You insufferable little—!! I'll end this novel right he—!!"
"KATSU—!!!!!!!!!"
In that instant the Hero's thunderous shout shook the Demon King's Castle.
"Cancel whatever you just did, this instant."
Shing.
The Hero drew the sword at her hip and slowly approached the Demon King.
"D-Did you think I was going to keep taking this forever—!! Even I know how to resis—"
"I'll cancel it for you."
With a completely serious face, the Hero cut Firva off mid-sentence.