Chapter 15
Chapter 15
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Duchess Kerasis
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Duchess Kerasis
The Demon King Descent Festival had ended, and Duchess Kerasis returned to her palace.
—You fucking bastards!!!
The curse lingered clearly in her ears.
"Haa."
It was an absurd incident, but given how uproarious the ritual had been, hardly any demons had heard it.
The dimensional gate was still a dimensional gate, even if it had shrunk compared to before. Distorting dimensions and space to create a pathway to another world caused demonic power to surge and produce tremendous noise.
No ordinary demon could have heard that death cry... Of course, the ritual site had been attended by the dukes of the Demon Realm along with their retinues.
"Really, so willful."
A sigh escaped her lips.
She had never seen a child like that before.
"A wayward child. Hard to read."
He wouldn't listen.
He had even lashed out at her. For one of her children to get angry at her... it was unprecedented. Unthinkable.
Qlus held no absolute loyalty toward her.
Occasionally, children born into the slave class would attempt to escape, but they didn't truly wish for rebellion. Show them their mother's face and speak to them directly, and they would return to their positions with blind devotion.
They might harbor other thoughts when apart, but loyalty would return upon reunion.
Thus, utterly trustworthy beings.
Her only allies in this Demon Realm.
Her children were surely such existences.
"...First."
The first such experience.
That's why it nagged at her. No child had ever rebelled against her before, making it all the more bothersome.
Why?
How could he rebel against this mother? It was baffling. Was Qlus special? Did his lack of language and common sense play a part?
She had dismissed it lightly, but it might be serious.
What if more such children were born?
What if her control over her children weakened?
One of her absolute strengths would crumble. This needed investigation... As these thoughts swirled, a stifling pressure built in her chest.
"To yell at this mama like that."
It hurt.
She had gone to see the immature, childish Qlus one last time out of pity, never expecting to hear such words. Not her real child? Was he that furious?
Should she have soothed and cared for him more?
"...No."
Of course not.
Qlus's angry face lingered in her heart... but that didn't mean special treatment.
Lacking ability meant discard.
If Qlus had been even a bit stronger, she would have sent him to the battlefield. Even now, countless children fought angels, other demons, and demonic beasts. Troops were always needed. She deployed and expended her children's lives as required.
That was only natural.
In the Demon Realm, everyone had to fight constantly. Including a child lacking ability in the Descent Festival? It was the most fitting use.
Weak demons were culled.
Even if they were her children, that fact didn't change. Demons were beings of strife. Only the strong survived.
Kerasis had lived that way.
Thinking of the children who died expended on the battlefield pained her heart. So pitiful. Yet she never let emotions dictate her choices. She was a duke of the Demon Realm. The supreme ruler of Bellacru Duchy, the absolute sovereign.
The moment she prioritized feelings, every child in the duchy would be at risk. She could never allow that.
"..."
Kerasis's gaze drifted downward.
—Swish.
She stroked her lower abdomen.
She knew she issued harsh orders to her children. Even so, she truly considered these children her offspring.
That was what Kerasis believed.
"Qlus... I hope he's doing well."
May he show results.
May he prove his worth to this mother.
It was then, amid such thoughts.
—Whoosh.
The emergency crystal orb placed nearby burst into flames.
"Come in."
—Flash!
The flames from the crystal orb morphed into the shape of a burning demon. The manifested demon knelt on one knee and bowed its head.
"How did it go?"
"Mother Duchess! As General Kartiya predicted, Great Heaven has deployed the Super Dragon Divine Beast! The one at the foremost line destroyed the hidden demon-sealing stone and stole the information!"
"Hmm."
Once the demon-sealing stone's location was exposed, destruction was only a matter of time. Especially since it was at the front lines. It had to be abandoned.
"Damage on the angel side?"
"Excluding the great angels used as fuel for the Super Dragon Divine Beast... none!"
The messenger then reported in detail.
"Good work. Return now."
"Yes!"
Great Heaven.
Radical, violent fundamentalists. The moment they seized control of the Heavenly Realm, Great Heaven declared total war on the Demon Realm and revealed their lust to dominate the Middle Realm.
The Heavenly Realm, like the Demon Realm, had been largely unable to interfere in the Middle Realm, but destroying the demon-sealing stone changed everything.
They could now mimic demon descent rituals. And the beings of the Middle Realm had always been favorable toward angels.
Demons couldn't repair the dimensional passages now. But the Heavenly Realm, with Middle Realm aid, surely could.
"...Tch."
Ozvalka's failure stung. His blunder had exposed the demon-sealing stone's location.
—Swish.
Kerasis rose from her seat.
Emotions she hadn't felt in ages surged. In this state, she couldn't judge or act coolly. Thus, she decided to halt all other duties today.
And relieve her stress.
—Rustle.
The clothes she wore slipped off on their own.
A sensual figure. Lethal beauty. Kerasis had inherited exactly half the blood of succubi, the most beautiful race in the Demon Realm, yet her allure made even a succubus queen yield.
Now nude, Kerasis opened a gate to her chamber and headed straight for her bed.
"Haa... haa..."
Her body heated up. Scorching warmth spread from her lower abdomen, enveloping her entirely.
"Hngh, hng... ngh, nngh...!"
Her face flushed with arousal.
Duchess Kerasis let out moans of ecstasy as she crawled arduously across her vast bed. Her vulgarly enormous hips swayed side to side with each movement. Her breasts jiggled lewdly.
"Hngh...!"
Even that slight stimulation drew soft moans. Her churning emotions amplified the pleasure beyond the usual.
"Haah!"
Her pelvis quivered, her mind filled with one thought.
—Drip. Drip.
Love juices trickled down her thighs, soaking the bedsheets... A sight no one could see. A time for the duchess alone, one she'd never shared. She unleashed the instincts inherent in her succubus blood.
"...!"
The moment her fingers touched her swollen sex, a white explosion erupted in her mind.
"Ah, aaah...! Hnngaaaaah!"
Each light stroke sent jolts of pleasure piercing her body. Even as the great Duchess Kerasis of the Demon Realm, she couldn't resist. As self-control vanished, she became a slave to lust.
—Squish squish.
—Squish squish.
—Squish squish.
She rubbed and pressed mercilessly. Kerasis, bearer of the epithet "Cruel Duchess," now immersed in pleasure, tormented her sex as if punishing herself—harshly, relentlessly.
"Hngh, nngaaaah!"
Climax.
A massive, prolonged wave of pleasure ravaged her sex indiscriminately. Her back arched, her body trembling. The ecstasy was so overwhelming she couldn't even moan properly.
"...!"
She felt it simultaneously.
With climax, eggs burst forth explosively from her ovaries, heading one by one to her womb. These tiny eggs, arriving there, swelled as they absorbed her surging demonic power.
"Haaangh!"
Ecstasy that nearly snapped her waist. Pleasure even her mighty duke's body couldn't withstand.
"Come out, come out now...!"
The swollen egg stimulated her passage mercilessly as it emerged. The sensation was maddening. One egg—slightly larger than a child's fist. Laying it shattered Kerasis's reason.
"Aaaang, aaaang! Ahk, haaaang!"
Her beautiful, sensual form writhed in frenzied pleasure. Lost to insanity-inducing bliss, she bucked her hips helplessly, drenched the bed in gushing fluids, and filled the room with aphrodisiac pheromones seeping from her skin.
—Jiggle.
Her massively swollen breasts shook wildly, changing shape. As her body flipped, they pressed against the bed and rubbed, soon spurting milk from her nipples.
—Spurt...
Even amid this, eggs kept forming endlessly. The duchess supported one breast with a hand to suckle her own nipple, while the other hand crushed her clit, continuing to lay eggs.
Eggs.
Conceived from her ovum fused with surging demonic power. This process couldn't be controlled. The eggs were utterly transformed by the duke's vast, profound demonic power—something even she couldn't fully comprehend.
It was natural that beings hatched from such altered eggs shared few traits with her.
Even laid eggs grew by absorbing ambient demonic power everywhere in the realm. For special ones, she infused her own power directly, but most grew and hatched that way.
This instinctive egg production was coveted by the Demon Realm's foremost mage-scholars. Homunculi. In the past, countless scholars dreaming of perfect homunculi had attacked her, and Kerasis had torn them all apart cruelly.
Torn them apart and devoured their hearts. Destroyed mage-scholar cities, displayed evidence of massacres. With no backing then, she tolerated no single defeat. Knowing what defeat meant, she was always excessively brutal—a figure of terror. Countless demons died merely for supporting the scholars.
Yet she never lost once.
The duke of that era had also fallen to Kerasis's hands, torn asunder.
"Kyaaht, kyaang, ahng, ahht, aaaang...! Aaaang!"
The Cruel Duchess.
Adored laying eggs.