Chapter 71
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 71
Chapter Title: Glass Sword - 2
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"Dumerun. This is the last."
Aste declared in a dignified voice.
"Even though you're the enemy, you're impressive.
No thoughts of becoming my bitch?"
I pinched Dumerun's waist hard.
Already cheating, you bastard.
"Such words. Forget what I just said. I must watch my conduct."
"..."
Our eyes met with Aste's.
Realizing I'd drawn unnecessary attention, I lowered my head.
"A hostage?"
"Not a hostage. I'm escorting her."
Ugh. Don't say useless things.
The imperial army was stirring.
"Orc's bride...?"
"She's a beauty..."
"Hard to believe a woman like that really exists."
"No spots for bitches, but there's a Thousand-Pounder slot open."
Aste recited in a cold tone.
"The ultimatum is over."
The loosened tension snapped taut in an instant.
A hair-trigger moment where soldiers on both sides gripped their weapons, waiting only to charge.
As the glass sword caught the light and gleamed, Aste's figure distorted as if elongating.
By the time I blinked again, Aste had already leaped all the way to Dumerun's mount.
Another impossible feat.
I had her in full view from head to toe, and suddenly she vanished?
No time to be surprised.
A red pillar thrust out from between the trees, shoving Aste back.
By the time I realized it was the mutant orc's extended arm, Aste was slipping past its pursuit like a bouncing ball, darting this way and that.
The follow-up slash.
The mutant orc's arm sprayed blood, swept up in the wide arc,
and at the same time, the horse we rode lost its balance and collapsed.
"Ugh, whoa!"
If Dumerun hadn't grabbed me, I'd have rolled across the ground.
When did it sever the horse's head?
Movements too fast to track with the eye.
For a human to pull that off...
Swordplay like a dance, yet powerful enough to wound the mutant orc's body.
The other orcs wouldn't stand a chance.
How do you even block something like that?
"Si-hyeon. Stay back."
Dumerun roared.
Elbow pinned tight to his side, he bellowed toward the sky.
Magnificent, like the beat of war drums!
Aste took her stance.
The two clashed head-on, radiating bomb-blast pressure in all directions.
Even blows that merely grazed felt like a raging typhoon.
Aste didn't yield a single step, evading Dumerun's fists while swinging her glass sword.
Koska brushed past me and stepped forward.
"Why'd you even come?"
"...To watch."
"Regrettable. To stand with the woman who inflicted our heaviest losses."
"The Empire's policy of actively employing adventurers is paying off.
What can you lot even do?"
"Watch closely!"
Koska raised his weapon and roared.
The other orcs followed his lead.
Pure frenzy.
I hadn't noticed amid the imperials, but from here, even I felt the thrill surging through me.
The orcs and imperials collided.
Dumerun and Aste's duel was too evenly matched for a decisive blow, hanging in deadlock,
but the soldiers' fight was different.
The spear-armed orc unit led by Koska crushed the imperials effectively, shoving them back in one fell swoop.
With the mutant orc joining the fray, the tide turned decisively against the Empire.
"..."
Aste remained calm.
We had the momentum, but humans are sly and meticulous by nature.
And utterly ruthless to their foes.
"Over here!"
"Charge!"
Imperials lying in ambush in the underbrush came pouring out.
Numbers flipped in an instant, but the orcs showed no fear or retreat.
"Uwooo!"
"Kill. Kill. Kill!"
"Kill the males. Rape the females!"
"Ugh, uwoo!!"
Typical filthy bastards.
There were female soldiers among the imperials too. Armored or not, orc noses could infallibly pick out a bitch's scent...
Even amid the battlefield chaos, it was bound to happen.
"No!! Save me!!"
"Aack!"
"Pussy sex! Pussy sex, do it!"
The women were raped on the spot.
Orcs ignored blades or axes plunged into their backs and fucked their targets to the end.
Thrusting their hips like madmen.
In the ensuing melee, the battlefield devolved into pandemonium.
My head throbbed.
Dizzy. About to hurl.
But I had to keep watching.
"Grk!"
Dumerun was being pushed back.
Aste had never once been on the defensive, pulling off death-defying acrobatics where a single slip meant instant death.
Dumerun's fists and kicks felled trees and pulverized rocks like a typhoon.
That guy—wasn't blood seeping from his wounds?
He hadn't even been hit.
Aste seemed to notice too...
'Hold your position.'
Recalling the prince's relayed order, I gritted my teeth.
Dumerun losing here would spell disaster.
Honestly, I didn't give a damn if Amelia croaked, but I couldn't let the tower I'd built crumble because of me.
I could always claim blackmail later.
Turn this into a war of attrition.
The right card...
"Yupinel."
I summoned her through the domain portal.
"I'm here."
"Heal Dumerun."
"It's the priestess."
"Priestess! Help us!"
At that moment, the imperials spotted the white-haired priestess and shouted.
"We've won...!"
"The priestess smiled at us."
"Hmm~ Sorry, but my boss is Si-hyeon."
"Uh...?"
"Great Heal."
"W-Wait. Who said to heal all the orcs!"
"Oops. The healing overflowed..."
With Yupinel unleashing high-priestess-level abilities at will,
the battlefield's fortunes split sharply between joy and despair.
"Why...!! Why would a priestess of the Goddess of Light heal orcs!"
"Uwoot! Strength surging!! I'll rape 'em good. Hrah!"
"Aaaack!"
Yupinel clenched her fists, cheering on the orcs.
"You magnificent big-dicked orcs! Go get 'em!
Rape the imperials..."
I clapped a hand over Yupinel's mouth.
"Mmph mph."
"Q-Quiet.
You wanna see me on trial as a witch?"
"Just wanted to spread the joy of good pussy sex..."
"Focus on Dumerun. ...Silently."
"Okay!"
Ha...
Next time, call Cookie.
Her skills were leagues above Cookie's, but Yupinel was a nightmare to wrangle.
Had I demolished imperial morale too thoroughly?
"Snap out of it!"
At that moment, one brave soldier shouted.
"If we lose, our families get corrupted next! Don't fall back!"
"Ooooh!!"
...Yeah.
The only explanation for Yupinel's deranged antics was mental corruption.
The imperials rallied on their own and fought back.
With the timely support, Dumerun had Aste on the ropes.
Right then, the mutant orc barged in.
Extended its long arm to strike Aste's side...!
I was on pins and needles.
Maybe I should just squeeze my eyes shut.
Couldn't have Dumerun lose—or Aste lose and get gang-raped!
Please, God of Draws!
Lady "Goddess Born from Foam" can't hide her excitement at the developments
Lady "Lewd Empress" wants Aste to lose
Gentleman "Breast Enthusiast" says Aste's breasts are good too
You lot, scram!
I called on the God of Draws!
Aste's acrobatics weren't over.
Dumerun and the mutant orc's attacks looked like an inescapable net closing in.
At a glance.
No one foresaw Aste's split-second thrust into the tiny gap between strikes.
Her feet left the ground...
In midair, she whipped her body around, deflecting the attacks above and below.
Impossible...
"Ugh!"
Dumerun let out a groan.
The mutant orc was just as thrown off.
To sap their will to fight through evasion alone—what kind of woman was she?
The glass sword...
Was it unbreakable?
Aste's counterattack.
The mutant orc's arm was lopped off, and a massive gash opened on Dumerun's thigh.
"Grk!"
"Lady Aste did it!"
"Push in!"
"Overwhelm them!"
"Crush them in one go!"
Things were looking grim.
Call Bir? No—that'd be a massacre.
Kill everyone just to rack up merits? Out of the question.
Now I got why the "Goddess Born from Foam" handed out that cheat gear.
The lightning sword was brutally effective against humans.
Retreat was the only option.
"Koska. We have to pull back!"
"Kh...!"
Ah, retreat wasn't that simple.
I realized it from Koska's reaction.
Orcs couldn't withdraw as a unified force like a human army.
Hadn't the sawtooth orcs scattered every which way when they fled?
Some fought on their own whim, others got distracted raping women.
A botched retreat order would only rack up more casualties.
"Grab my hand!"
At that moment, one soldier reached out to me.
"Hurry! I'll save you. This way!"
Not now.
I shook off his hand and turned away.
"Bir!"
The domain portal ripped open, and Bir appeared wreathed in lightning flames.
"Kaaak!"
If they'd recognized the white-haired priestess,
they'd never forget the red goblin.
"T-That goblin!"
"Big trouble."
"It's a goblin tamer!"
"Get away from that woman. Stay clear of the goblin!"
Bir's arrival crushed the imperial momentum.
Swords drawn, but blades they dared not swing.
Yet it stirred a fresh wind across the battlefield.
Aste and I locked eyes once more.
This time, it sent chills down my spine. Being targeted by a woman like that? A hundred lives wouldn't be enough.
In the standoff, every eye turned to each camp's leader...
Dumerun and Aste.
A brief time-buy.
Nothing more I could do.
Then, a familiar face crashed onto the scene.
That kunoichi—Sinae.
Sinae landed quietly beside Aste, whispered something, and vanished.
What had she told Aste?
She flicked the blood from her glass sword and fell back.
"We're withdrawing too!"
The imperials turned tail without a second thought.
Proof Aste's influence went far beyond a mere adventurer.
In practice, she led the imperials—they scattered following her judgment.
The orcs had won.
"Uooo!"
"We won."
"Rape the women. Gang-rape 'em all!"
"No. Don't abandon me! Take me with—!!"
Captured female soldiers were done for.
The orcs were just grabbing whatever spoils they could.
They had no inkling of war crimes, leaving me at a loss for how to intervene.
"Well done. Si-hyeon."
Dumerun stroked my head.
"Thanks to you, I survived. I'm grateful."
"...Wasn't for you."
"Don't make that face—lift your head!"
Startled by Dumerun's bellow, I looked up to find countless orcs staring at me.
"Si-hyeon helped us. Raise your hand if you didn't see."
"...Ah.... I..."
D-Don't corner me like that.
"Koska. What do you think?"
"Exemplary conduct. If all bitches were this commendable, it'd be ideal."
"Exactly. Si-hyeon is the model bitch."
"Bitch!"
"Black-haired bitch!"
The orcs bellowed.
Wails from women rose here and there.
Total chaos.
"...Wanna go back."
"We celebrate the victory."
"You guys do it."
"Hate the booze?"
"What, booze?"
A booze-up now? You're in the middle of war.
"Don't sweat the small stuff."
Booze.
Didn't love it, but I felt like getting smashed.
"Fine. Let's celebrate."
"Uot!"
"Black-haired bitch!"
"Model bitch!"
"I'll turn this woman into a black-haired bitch too."
"Pussy sex 300 sessions booked!"
No...
What did that woman do wrong? Don't.
I'm a succubus, after all.
I swallowed the words rising in my throat.
How'd I end up a spy in the orc camp?
Wanted to forget it all fast.
The terrified faces of imperial soldiers spotting Bir lingered in my mind.
The moment we returned, the orcs threw a booze bash centered on Koska.
Cracking open stockpiled wine casks willy-nilly and guzzling away.
'Strike now for certain victory.'
...That's what I wanted to report to the prince.
Aste had seemed summoned away. Amelia must've been nabbed, right?
I prayed it was so.
Do this twice, and my head might explode.
"Si-hyeon. Into my arms."
"Shut it."
"Poor choice of words. I want to hold your tempting body—into my arms."
"..."
I slotted perfectly into Dumerun's frame.
"Odd tastes."
"I'm a succubus."
Chatting freely in front of Dumerun.
Maybe because I'd spilled that I used to be a guy.
A few drinks in, and everything felt great.
Nestled in Dumerun's arms, I watched the orcs' feast.
A bonfire blazed in the center, and orcs each picked a bitch they liked, shoved their dicks in, and fucked with wild abandon.
A symphony of moans rang out.
...Not corrupting, but it sure looked like it could.
"Ahng! Aaang...!"
"Orc dick shluuurp...!!"
"Tempting, isn't it? Ponder it all you want. Decide when you're ready."
"You want me to get used to a scene like this?"
Dumerun gently gripped my tits.
"Hic."
"Deep down, don't you want in?"
Caught out, I flinched.
Dumerun kneaded my tits like he was pressing for answers.
No resisting that touch came to mind.
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