Chapter 56
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 56
Chapter Title: The Enemy Boss is Too Strong - 2
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"Grrraaah!"
"Dumerun! No way..."
Amelia showed visible panic for the first time.
It was clear even to her that Dumerun collapsing was an unexpected turn of events.
I grabbed her to make sure she couldn't escape.
"This is the last time you're gonna pull that shit, you bitch...!"
"Ngh... This can't be happening.
Dumerun can't go down. He's the one I marked as the Demon King's apostle...!"
"Shut the hell up!"
I slapped the princess across the cheek.
Amelia glared at me with a look like she was about to die of injustice.
"Me!
You dare hit me, a princess? I've never even been struck by my father!"
"Want more?"
"Si-hyeon! We don't have time for bickering."
No need to hide my closeness with Buok anymore, right?
"Buok! You're in charge of the princess. Don't let her go no matter how much she whines."
"Buok. Got confidence hugging a blonde beauty. Buok."
"Nooo!"
At that moment, a scream-like psychic wave pierced into my mind.
Vir was clutched in Dumerun's hand, being wrung out like a rag.
"Vir!"
"Kyaa! Hubby!"
"Kirrrut!?"
Yupinel and Cookie quickly cast healing magic,
but Vir was trapped in a limbo between life and death, gripped in the furious Dumerun's hands as blood poured from him.
Hena and Clora froze, their faces pale at the horrifying sight.
"As payment for wounding my body, let me teach you, mage.
This magic isn't meant to kill—it's for 'sealing'!
I've modified it for destruction, so it's a failure!"
"Wha...t...?"
The chains of water snapped.
Dumerun charged like an enraged bull, slamming into Hena with his shoulder.
Hena flew back as if hit by a dump truck, her head smashing into the floor before she went limp.
"Kyaaah! Hena!"
Clora couldn't escape Dumerun's violence either.
She was smacked away by his palm, tumbling across the floor for a good while before falling silent.
"Good!"
Amelia's face lit up brightly.
"Dumerun, you're doing great. Protect me! Keep that orc from touching my royal body!"
This isn't good.
We have to run!
"Yupi! Take your hubby and escape through the portal!"
"Y-Yeah! Si-hyeon, you can't die!"
I opened a domain portal.
Yupinel hid inside the portal with Cookie.
Dumerun's eyes gleamed coldly.
"Black-haired bitch. You use some interesting tricks. Never seen magic like that before."
No, fuck.
Why does an orc know so much about magic?
Did you go through grad school and get a PhD or something?
But no reason to answer him!
Hena, Clora... sorry, but I'm going first...!
"Buooook! Don't abandon Buok and run, Buok!"
"Ugh!?"
Buok clung to my leg.
Right, this guy's a massive coward!
I thought it was weird he was helping for once—turns out he only helps by doing nothing, and that's only helpful sometimes!
"Let go! What if you get me caught, you idiot!"
"Buook. You made Si-hyeon feel good.
Don't let Buok die."
"I said let go!"
"Looks like you'll have to pass through with your own body."
Before I knew it, Dumerun was right up close.
No.
I-I can't get captured; I won't be able to escape!
"Let go! I'm leaving!"
Dumerun's thick arm wrapped around me.
"Even that defiant glare is to my taste."
We're fucked.
Didn't expect this bastard to be this strong.
The prince's warning flashed through my mind.
"Lock this bitch in a room."
Dumerun bellowed thunderously,
then realized only orc corpses littered the area and turned his gaze to Buok crawling on the floor.
"Buok. Spare me. I'll do anything!"
"You worthless fool!"
I stomped on Buok's head repeatedly.
"Then you manage her yourself.
I won't forgive you if you turn tail again."
"Understood, Buok!"
Buok snapped to attention in response.
Fear of death renders everything meaningless.
Do I even have the right to be mad at him for trying to ditch me?
Fuck that, who cares about rights!
"Ugh, you pathetic piece of shit!"
I vented my anger by stomping Buok wildly.
"Buoot. Buok. Had to for survival. Buok."
"Enough."
Dumerun yanked me close and hoisted me up effortlessly.
God, with one hand?
"Watch the black-haired bitch carefully until I return. I'll judge if you're worth sparing based on this mission."
"Your will!! Si-hyeon is solely Dumerun-nim's bitch. Buok!"
"She pregnant?"
"Can't you tell?"
"I'll let her have that child. Next time, bear my spawn."
"..."
Yeah, sure you will.
I gave up and let the tension drain from my body.
What kind of dream was this?
[Lady "Mother of Blood" is giggling.]
[Lady "Goddess Born from Foam" smiles.]
[Lady "Lewd Empress" applauds your charm that bewitches males.]
It was a trap.
Lilith knew all along.
That our party couldn't beat Dumerun.
Did she deceive me from the start?
No, probably not.
Then there'd be no reason to help at all. If she hadn't, I'd have rolled with it on my own.
I'd forgotten for a moment.
To the transcendents, even me struggling and getting captured is just entertaining.
This time, it feels like stepping into a swamp far deeper than the goblin den.
Might not be able to escape...
"Let go of Si-hyeon."
"Hm?"
I looked up.
Kain stood there alone, sword in hand.
"You idiot! Run!"
One look at Kain's face told me stopping him was pointless.
It was the expression of a man ready to die for his child and woman.
"Her mate?"
"Yeah!"
"Then no long talk. Claim her with strength. That's the orc way."
"Haaah!!"
Dumerun grabbed the charging Kain by the throat and twisted.
Crack.
Thud.
"......"
I turned my eyes away.
My body trembled against my will.
Even if I'm on the brink of death... the transcendents would just watch this for their kicks, right?
...Kain's dead, and here I am, only thinking about myself.
Even my usually foul mouth stayed quiet this time.
Normal anger gets checked in the face of death.
I have no special feelings for Kain.
We just happened to have sex and made a kid.
Not the fruit of love, but his courage at the end deserved praise.
I kept my eyes open, silently watching Kain's fallen back.
"Pfft."
Then Amelia burst out laughing.
My eyes snapped to her, glaring.
"What's so funny?"
"It's hilarious, dying so stupidly out of bravado."
"Amelia..."
Amelia. I've made up my mind.
I'll make sure you suffer worse than me. Definitely.
"You insolent bitch. Lower your eyes."
Amelia slapped both my cheeks, then took off the Haste ring and slipped it back on her own finger.
"Go play with orcs using those vulgarly protruding tits and ass of yours.
While watching how the world changes."
"Princess. This woman's my property."
Dumerun said.
"Don't harm her. Leave cleanly."
Damn girl, that stings.
I spat the blood pooling in my mouth onto Amelia's face.
"Ptoo!"
"Th-this!"
"Stop."
Dumerun blocked her with his massive, boulder-like body, and Amelia gave up, retreating.
"Princess Amelia. What brings you here?
You didn't come just to gift me some greenhorn mage girls, did you?"
"Give me a hundred elite orcs."
"Used them up already?"
"Goblins are useless."
"Too early to move. 'Glass Sword' is still rampaging through our ranks."
Amelia crossed her arms and smirked confidently.
"So let me handle it.
I'll make the complacent empire rot from the inside. Give me an army to enlighten the deluded masses who still haven't woken up."
"Crazy? You're gonna pull that shit again?"
What would have happened if we hadn't stopped the goblins.
Amelia plans to make it happen herself.
Mental corruption's low, but she's clearly insane.
"I'm not crazy. A mighty empire can be rebuilt."
"Not keen on it.
Can't move until we catch Glass Sword."
"When did Dumerun of Might become so cowardly?"
"You can't tell caution from fear, Princess Amelia."
Amelia suddenly looked at me and changed the subject.
"Seems you like that girl quite a bit."
"Hm. And?"
"In a way, you could say I handed her to you."
Ugh, you damn bitch.
Don't use me as a bargaining chip!
"Don't make me laugh. Did you grow these tits?"
"How about it? With that pretty voice wailing away, wouldn't it be worth taming?"
"I very much agree with that point."
Agree my ass, fuck!
"Sorry I missed the white-haired one, but the rest are decent."
"Right. I lured them here.
Using the secret passage in the castle."
"Didn't seem like you'd planned that, but I have a favorite saying."
"Favorite saying?"
"Luck is skill."
Amelia haughtily lifted her chin.
"You'll find out soon enough. Who was right."
"No need. I'll give you a hundred elite orc warriors who fight well, so don't interrupt my time with this woman. That's the condition."
"Puhuhu..."
You bitch.
Laugh it up while you can. Whatever happens to me, I'll make sure you get it worse.
"How amusing.
Despite the unpleasant experience, this more than repays it.
I swear on my name and honor not to disturb your intimate time."
"Did the princess who betrayed humanity ever have honor?"
"Don't orcs like you have honor too? Honor gained from slaying humans.
In the end, I'll be known as a prophet."
Amelia left laughing.
Annoying bitch. Vicious bitch. Pretty face wasted on her.
"Move the women."
"Buok! Your will."
Captured again.
Tears well up from the bitter failure.
No time to cry; I'm locked in a room, fitted with a chastity belt.
Normally for a prisoner's neck, but we wear it low.
Spreadeagled wide enough to count ass wrinkle, locked in place.
Not even struggling allowed.
The confinement room orcs use, inside the castle, is neater than the goblin den—seems regularly cleaned...
But the purpose of defiling women is obvious, so every visible spot is packed with terrifying tools.
Torture instruments lined up by the large fireplace.
Probably hung there for easy heating.
Too scary to look at; I averted my eyes.
"Orcs don't use that stuff. Buok."
"Then why's it there?"
"Humans' tools. Buok.
This was a human interrogation room."
You know a lot...
More importantly, trying to reassure me?
"...Sorry. Buok.
Buok scared. Don't wanna die. Couldn't be brave like Kain."
"I know."
I only thought about surviving too.
"I won't ask you to die for me, so pretend to obey.
Help me again when the situation changes."
"Got it. Buok."
What now?
"Ugh... Yeah..."
Trisha opened her eyes.
"I... ngh..."
Realizing the situation, Trisha's face clouded with bitterness.
"We got caught."
"Yeah. Again."
"...Sorry. My scouting failed."
"Not your fault. Bad luck."
Dumerun said it.
Luck is skill.
Stings in a situation like this.
"Ngh... Haa... Everyone else caught too? Kain?"
"...Dead."
"...I see."
Trisha seemed to accept it all.
"We held out pretty long.
If my pussy falls, raise me as your pet."
"What the hell."
"Saying it now, before my head goes weird."
I chuckled.
Not like organ donation consent...
"Fine. I'll put you to good use."
Better than bawling.
"Problem's when the mages wake up.
Those two with strong pride will hate it."
"Playing senior again?"
"You're an expert at bound breeding sex too, Si-hyeon?"
"Don't say it like career experience..."
Legs spread wide, yet calming down—embarrassing.
Feels natural, like I've done it forever.
Shouldn't be like this.
"Opponent's orcs, not goblins."
"...Right. Can't we sneak out now? Call Vir."
Can open portals even bound.
Call Yupinel, Cookie, Vir to unlock.
But...
Vir's psychic waves aren't responding.
He's probably getting double-treated by Yupinel and Cookie right now.
"Not yet."
"Buok won't allow. Buok."
"Don't care about your permission."
"Buooook..."
Why the sulk?
I'm the one who wants to cry.
"Uhn..."
Soon, the two who'd lost consciousness woke up.