The Satyr's End
Naturally, every horde has a leader.
"Don't be afraid! I'm here!"
"Keruk!"
"Keraaaaak!"
—Thwack!
Whether the chieftain showed up or not, the task remained the same. My goblins simply kept stabbing the Satyrs as they pushed forward, trampling over the corpses of their comrades or rubbing against each other in the chaos.
Satyrs were dying in real-time.
Even if the chieftain stepped in, the tide of battle couldn't be turned. Most of the Satyrs were already face-down on the ground, bleeding out.
"We've won, you horny bastards."
I stepped over the corpse of a Satyr that had just fallen, stood on my tiptoes, and scanned for the chieftain's position.
"Mweeeeeeeh!"
Indeed.
A creature slightly larger than the other Satyrs was in the rear guard. It held a massive club, smacking the faces of the Satyrs who were choking on fairy dust to snap them back to their senses.
"Serineu! Focus fire on that guy!"
"I can't use magic anymore!"
"Out of ammo? Then fall back to the rear!"
"Got it!"
The pixies had done their part.
—Whoosh!
The pixies in the trees, accompanied by the fairies, moved to the back of our formation. Even as they did, the Satyrs mindlessly stared at the sky, fixated on the naked pixies.
—Thwuck!
"Mweh-hek!"
Take your eyes off the ball, and you die!
The Satyrs who had tried to charge in recklessly were all cut down, and finally, only the chieftain and two dazed Satyrs remained.
"Mweee...!"
The chieftain glared at me, expressing its fury, so I glared right back.
"Come on, you coward! Come and fight me! Come on!"
I’ll accept that challenge! Charge this phalanx right now! Come here and die!
"Gyu-il! Shift the spears again! Goblins! If your spears are trashed, toss them back and grab fresh ones!"
"Gyusat!"
"Keruk!"
We swapped gear in the brief lull. The goblins were panting as they received new spears. They could still hold out. There was still time before they collapsed from exhaustion.
Now, only three remained, including the chieftain.
We could definitely take them all!
"Well, what will you do?"
"Mweeeeeeeeeh!"
The chieftain's choice was...
—Whoosh!
To drag the two remaining Satyrs and run away!
"Everyone! Drop your spears! Equip your stone axes and charge!"
"Keruuuuk!"
"Buril! I'll take the chieftain, you finish off the others!"
"Understood, My King! Keruk!"
Then let's go!
"Sharan! Lumika! Follow me!"
"Shaa!"
"Got it!"
We initiated the pursuit.
"Mweh, mweh!"
"Bweeeh!"
But the Satyrs were completely exhausted. They were fleeing at a near-walking pace, and while the chieftain was doing better, it seemed unable to abandon its subordinates, matching their speed.
And so.
"Keruuuuk!"
"Keruk!"
They couldn't escape the pursuit of the goblins, who had been standing their ground and thrusting spears.
—Hop!
"Kerururung!"
Starting with Buril, who leaped forward, the goblins swarmed the Satyrs. I’d leave the rest to Buril!
"Chieftaiiiiiin!"
I chased after the chieftain, who was finally trying to flee while abandoning its subordinates!
"Mweeeh!"
The chieftain was fleeing with a completely different energy than when it was chasing the pixies! If I could just drive my sword into its back, it would be a total victory!
Just as I thought that...
—Snap!
Suddenly.
The chieftain slammed on the brakes.
"Mweeeeeeeh!"
It nimbly turned its body toward me and swung the club it was holding—whoosh!—viciously!
"My King!"
I heard Sharan's voice.
This bastard, daring to fake a retreat!
"Hup!"
I quickly thrust my sword out as well!
—Clang!
Sword and club collided.
"Ugh!"
But perhaps my strength was lacking; my hand was shoved violently to the side upon impact. Taking advantage of the opening, the chieftain took a massive step toward me, closing the distance, and—
"Mweeeeeh!"
It threw a punch!
"You son of a bitch!"
—Whoosh!
I dropped my sword and countered with close-quarters combat. The fist it was throwing toward my face!
"Mweeeeeh!"
"Tsk!"
I blocked it with my hand.
—Clang!
The pain of bone hitting bone surged through me!
"Grrr...!"
"Mweeeeeh!"
Thinking the attack had landed, the Satyr grew even more excited and tried to shove me with its body! I couldn't fall here! I quickly pulled one foot back!
"Die!"
I thrust my fingers out and gouged the bastard's eye!
—Thwuck!
"Mweeeeeeeh!"
As my fingers sank deep, it let out a scream and twisted its upper body violently.
"Now! Sharan! Lumika!"
"Shaa!"
"Daring to strike the Demon King! I won't forgive you!"
Sharan moved behind the chieftain, and Lumika, who had closed the distance, fired a jet of water into the chieftain's side like she was shooting a pistol.
—Pew!
"Mweh!"
The chieftain doubled over in agony!
"Sharan! Pincer attack from the front and back with me!"
"Yes, My King!"
The moment I raised my elbow and slammed it hard into the chieftain's shoulder—
"Shaaaaat!"
Sharan viciously clawed at the chieftain's lower back.
"Mweh...!"
An inhuman beatdown ensued in an instant. That was the end of it. Once it allowed one attack, the chieftain's stance crumbled, and it collapsed to the ground.
"Kill it! Kill it!"
I hammered the back of the prone chieftain's neck relentlessly.
—Thwack!
—Thwack-thwack-thwack!
How long had I been hitting it?
When I came to my senses...
"It's dead!"
The chieftain was already dead.
It had lost its life.
"Phew...!"
Victory.
We won!
"Woooooooooooooo! It's our victoryyyyyyy!"
I let out a roar to announce our triumph!
"Keruuuuk!"
"Shaa!"
"Wow! We really won without any casualties! Amazing!"
"All the bad guys are dead! Now we can live happily!"
"Kyaaaaaa!"
All the Satyrs were lying there, bleeding out. Up ahead, some Satyrs who had been incapacitated by traps were crawling on the ground, but they wouldn't last long.
"We won! We wonnnnnn!"
The thrill of victory!
Savoring it, I—
"Extraction Magic!"
I cast the extraction spell on the chieftain's heart and pulled out the Magic Stone! This shining stone! This would be my nourishment!
"My King! We won!"
"That was truly amazing! To kill them all like this!"
"Hehehe! Yes! This is the power of the Demon King!"
Feeling the ecstasy, I sat down on the spot.
"Gyu-il! Come and clean up the corpses! Serineu! Can you check on our wounded!"
"Gyusat!"
"Yes! I'll do that!"
"And Buril!"
"My King...! Keruk!"
"Well done! Now lie down and get some rest! Let's recover our stamina before we clean up!"
"Understood! Keruk!"
I needed a rest myself.
It was a truly perfect victory.
Our only casualties were some bruises on the goblins, and the entire Satyr horde had been slaughtered. It reminded me of the Roman legions who achieved hundreds-to-one exchange ratios against barbarians while in phalanx formation. I was glad I’d trained them in the phalanx. It wasn't for nothing that the Romans sliced through barbarian tribes with it. Of course, the phalanx eventually declined, but that was only because their opponents were humans capable of learning and evolving. Against monsters, it would never lose its edge!
"Hehehe."
We had gained countless amounts of meat, hides, horns, and hooves. While I was quite satisfied, I was annoyed that these bastards only had clubs for gear, so there was no other loot to speak of.
Anyway.
I had secured the chieftain's Magic Stone, and we had won. This experience would strengthen our army even further.
So, for now, let's enjoy the joy of victory.
—Fwoosh.
A campfire was lit in the center of the pixie village.
—Sizzle.
Satyr meat skewered on sticks made a delightful sound and gave off a delicious aroma. There was plenty of meat. Today was a party with the fruits and food stored in the pixie village, along with the Satyr meat.
"Kerururuk! Keruk!"
"Grrrrruruk!"
The goblins and imps danced in a frenzy. The goblins shook their hips following Buril, while the imps just did random somersaults or screamed at the top of their lungs.
"Gyusat! Gyusatsat!"
"Gyusat!"
The kobolds sang along to the beat, one hand resting on their long snouts like rappers.
"Giggle!"
"Look at them!"
"So funny!"
Watching them, the pixies were delighted.
I was enjoying it too.
"My King! Shall we dance together! Keruk!"
Just then, Buril, arms crossed, approached me while doing a dance similar to a Cossack dance... This bastard!
"Sounds good!"
"Keruk!"
First, let's crush this dance floor!
"Shaa! My King! Dance with me!"
"Wait! I want to dance too!"
As I followed Buril, Sharan and Lumika tagged along.
"Well then, let's all dance together. Sharan! Lumika! Hurry! Shake those hips!"
"Shaa!"
"Kya!"
At my words, they screamed with joy and shook their hips. Having half-naked beauties shaking their asses right in front of me was nothing short of heaven.
If you win a battle, you have to enjoy the spoils!
"Everyone is dancing, we have to dance too!"
"When this happens, we all dance together!"
"Serineu! You come join us too!"
As I said that, perhaps triggered by the atmosphere, the pixies who had flown over started dancing in a group.
—Jiggle-jiggle.
It was a literal jiggle dance. Because their breasts were so large, just shaking their bodies while dancing made their massive tits bounce, creating an air of obscenity.
"Kuh...!"
I felt like I could get drunk just watching them.
"What a pagan ritual."
However, there was one who couldn't fit in, and that was Sister Reika. Sitting far away with her knees pulled to her chest, she grumbled to herself and sipped water from her canteen.
"Evil bastards..."
"Sister Reika. Won't you come and dance with us?"
"What?! Why would I! Go to hell!"
"Don't be like that. I'll give you some sex."
—Fwoosh.
A soft light began to flow from the brand.
"Kyaaah♥ Ahh♥ Aang♥ Ah, fuck♥ Stop it, you bastard♥♥♥"
"Are you dancing?"
"I'll dance, okay♥ Fuck♥ Stop this already♥ Aang-aang-aang♥"
What an obscene woman.
"Fuuck!"
And so, Sister Reika also joined the dance floor, shaking her breasts and hips.
Satisfactory.
"Hey, wait a second."
"Hm? Serineu?"
As I was enjoying the dance, Serineu approached me.
"I have something to say."
"What is it?"
I answered with a smile.
Serineu's face looked like she was so grateful she could die.
"...Thank you. Thanks to you, we defeated all the Satyrs. We couldn't have done it without you."
"Right. You know that now? It's all thanks to me."
"That's right. It's all thanks to you."
I had spoken with a bit of arrogance, but Serineu admitted it immediately.
She'd grown up.
"So, I want to give you a reward."
Serineu, face slightly flushed, said something so considerate.
"Hehehe, with those pretty stones?"
You're not giving me rocks, are you?
"No, not rocks. Everyone! Come over here and stand in a line!"
"Ah, is it already time for that?"
"Everyone come here!"
"It's time to reward the Demon King!"
"Kyaa!"
What is this?
The moment Serineu called, all the pixies who were dancing came in front of me and stood in a line. Twelve large-breasted pixies, including Serineu, were lined up in front of me like soldiers.
Just as I wondered what they were going to do—
—Sleek.
All the pixies standing in line grabbed the hems of their skirts, and then—
—Fwoosh!
They lifted them all the way to their navels.
"Oh."
They were commando.
"Ohhh."
Not a single hair... very cute and fluffy-looking pussies. All twelve pixies had lifted their skirts to show me their pussies. I was momentarily stunned by the overwhelming sight.
"Th-this is our reward. You like touching or licking girls' pussies, right? From now on, you can play with us pixies' pussies as much as you want. They're all yours from now on. Thank you for defeating the Satyrs, okay?"
"..."
...Right.
It was time to collect the price for saving the pixie village.
"The EXP event is insane."
If I branded all the pixies, my power as a succubus-like entity would be further enhanced.
"First, everyone. Shall we start with a bath together?"
Let's fuck them all.