Chapter 12
Chapter 12
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 12
Chapter Title: Dragon Slayer Sword
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(Upon Meeting Specific Conditions)
'And this effect applies to Dragon Hearts too.'
Olivia No. 1 had a Dragon Heart transplanted into her. She tried to hide it pretty well, but she couldn't fool the eyes of a former Hero.
"Die!"
I swung the Dragon Slayer Sword at Olivia No. 1.
The mana-infused blade spat out an Aura Blade like it was being drawn from its sheath, shooting straight for Olivia No. 1's neck in an instant.
"You're serious, you bastard. You really try everything."
Facing my genuine killing intent, Olivia No. 1 stuck out her tongue like she was scared shitless and deployed a barrier. She was casting magic based on the Dragon Heart.
'You dare use that in front of the Dragon Slayer Sword?'
No matter how tough the barrier, the Dragon Slayer Sword could rip through it like paper. It had the power to cleave anything related to dragons.
Clang-!
But it didn't tear. It didn't cut.
The bright yellow barrier repelled the Dragon Slayer Sword.
'...Not even a scratch?'
Olivia No. 1's barrier gleamed perfectly intact.
The Dragon Slayer Sword was supposed to obliterate anything dragon-related. Yet it had zero effect on magic powered by a Dragon Heart.
"H-How is this...?"
"Father."
Charlotte approached. She looked totally relaxed, like she'd known it wouldn't work.
"Olivia has complete control over the Dragon Heart. She's overcome the side effects of the dragon blood."
"...Is that even possible?"
Dyke could transplant a Dragon Heart too. But doing so would change his race to dragonkin and make him vulnerable to dragon hunters—a massive penalty.
The drawbacks outweighed the benefits, so he hadn't done it.
But Olivia No. 1 had transplanted it. And overcome it.
"Ignoring the Dragon Slayer Sword? While using a Dragon Heart?"
"Yes, Olivia did it. All for that one burning desire to meet you, Father."
I stored the Dragon Slayer Sword back in my subspace pocket. In its place, I drew the Black Light Sword.
'The Black Aura Blade can slice through space itself.'
I needed it to destroy the spatial barrier protecting the Demon King's castle. With the Black Light Sword, I could bypass annoying tricks.
I smashed the barrier with the Black Light Sword. The pitch-black Aura Blade struck true.
Kwaang-!
"Father."
Before I knew it, Charlotte had drawn her sword. She blocked my Black Light Sword, protecting Olivia's barrier.
Kagagak-!
The Aura Blades clashed and ground against each other, scattering sparks of light.
'...She's holding it off?'
"Father, give up. You can't beat us."
Charlotte said that as she pushed back the Black Aura Blade. My body was slowly shoved backward.
I lacked raw power. Head-to-head, I lost to Charlotte.
'Why...'
I'm the Hero. I was the Hero.
I'd hit level 99, the strongest protagonist in the entire world...
"Why am I—!"
"You always said it whenever you got crushed under us: 'No parent can beat their kids.'"
"...That was..."
Just coping after getting wrecked.
These girls were regressors. Not returning to their past bodies, but crossing over in their future ones—
A different kind of regression from the usual.
The "father" Charlotte meant wasn't me. If anything, it was Dyke No. 1.
I'm Dyke No. 2.
Dyke No. 1 lost to them too. Got utterly demolished, just like me.
And what happened after that?
'What the hell did No. 1 do to raise you kids...'
Or maybe even Dyke No. 1 couldn't do shit about it?
Force majeure?
The heroines in NTR Tsukuru porn games were fated to get railed by other men. No matter how hard the protagonist struggled, he'd lose his loved ones.
I didn't buy into fatalism, but there was some invisible force at play. I had to admit that much.
"Fine. I'll give up, Father."
The Black Light Sword lowered slowly. My fighting spirit was gone.
The radiant Aura Blade scattered away. Charlotte sheathed her sword too.
Olivia scowled and muttered.
"Ugh, fuck. Knew you'd cave eventually."
"Olivia. Father's heart must be a mess right now. Don't be too harsh."
"...Gotta say something. I'm gonna fuck him raw."
"That's just how you are. I wasn't planning to scold you much... But go easy, okay?"
"Got it."
I shot a glare at the two chattering away. Olivia was still buck naked, and Charlotte wore nothing but a thin t-shirt.
My dick was rock-hard and throbbing.
'Damn you, libido.'
I could only sigh.
'...What do you girls even want?'
"What we want?"
Charlotte pondered for a moment. Then she answered.
"We want Father."
"Cut the bullshit."
"It's true."
Charlotte glanced at Olivia and Nine, gesturing for them to speak up.
"Hmph."
Olivia pouted like a duck, frowning like she didn't want to say it.
Nine, who'd been watching quietly from the side, stepped forward.
"Daddy."
It was a pleasant voice. Soft and gentle, a stark contrast to Olivia No. 1's sharp, biting tone.
I found myself turning to Nine without thinking. Her voice had that kind of pull.
"All we need is you, Daddy."
Nine took a subtle step closer. Maybe because she was Alicia's daughter, even that small movement felt sacred.
Sacred, not surname.
Alicia had excommunicated herself and offered her body to the weaklings in the back alleys. But sainthood ran deep.
Even mixed with filthy genes, noble blood shone through in the end.
'Does she have some mind-control skill?'
Listening to Nine made me want to agree with her whispers without question.
I could mindlessly rebel against Olivia or Charlotte. But not Nine.
'...No such skill.'
No crude skills—just the raw power of her voice swaying me. Truly the blood of a saintess.
"Are you suspecting mind-control spells right now? Even as I speak."
"......"
It wasn't a mind-control skill. Meaning I couldn't counter with resistance skills.
I had to endure with pure mental strength.
"I've never learned spells like that, so I wouldn't know."
"Liar."
"It's true. I don't know any mind-control spells."
Blood slowly seeped into Nine's pitch-black eyes.
"The spell I'm using right now isn't mind control. It's Sincerity—a spell that stirs the human heart with pure truth."
"...You bitch. So you're a vampire."
"Daddy. It's instinct—I can't help it. My eyes keep turning red even when I don't want them to... People always misunderstand my sincerity."
Not content with just hugging, she even planted her seed. In the womb brimming with holy power? Incredible vitality and survival instinct.
'Olivia's got the Dragon Heart, Nine's a vampire... so Charlotte must have something too.'
Were they even human? I wondered briefly.
'That pig bastard. She's Count Pigmon's daughter, after all.'
Probably just a normal human.
Nine smiled brightly. I met her red eyes.
Her radiant smile drew me in mysteriously.
"We crossed through space and time just to meet you, Daddy."
Now it was just the two of us in this world. Duty bound me and Nine to propagate the human race.
My heart pounded, pumping blood through my veins.
Instinct. Something beyond survival or reproduction—a created instinct.
The urge to offer fresh blood to the vampire before me impulsively overtook my body.
"Nine, drink Daddy's blood."
"...I want your sincerity, Daddy. This isn't it."
"I mean it."
"Liar."
Nine suddenly gouged her own eye. Blood spurted out.
"Nine! No! Don't do that!"
Nine was hurt. Her pain was my pain. It felt like I'd lost my own eye.
Agony greater than a stab to the heart consumed my emotions.
"Daddy."
Her clear voice rang in my ears. My mind snapped back.
Nine's eye had already regenerated. No longer crimson jewels, but black eyes gazed at me.
'...My mental strength can't hold out against this.'
Against an ordinary Hero and vampire, it never would have worked. Heroes counter vampires.
But I fell to Nine's Vampire Eyes. Because it wasn't just Hero vs. vampire—the fixed power dynamic of an NTR Tsukuru porn game interfered.
'No escape.'
The moment Nine fully unleashed her Vampire Eyes in earnest, I'd be her puppet.
"I won't do that creepy stuff you think, Daddy. Unlike Olivia or Charlotte... I value your free will most."
A smile curved Nine's lips. Her sharp fangs glinted.
"Ha, haha..."
Overwhelming helplessness invaded my body. My will to fight broke.
I hung my head.
"Father."
Nine stepped back, and Charlotte approached.
"Sorry to interrupt while you're wallowing in defeat—"
"......"
"Excuse me."
Riiip-!
Charlotte tore off my pants and underwear in one go.
"...No."
I snapped to and hurriedly covered my crotch. I didn't want them to see.
Shame burned my cheeks.
"Ugh, urgh!"
"Charlotte, hurry and pry this bastard's hands off..."
Whether I felt shame or not, they didn't care. They pried my hands away with brute force.
Forcing my dick out into the open.
"Fuck, it's so goddamn cute."
Olivia No. 1 lunged and grabbed my dick. The erect shaft fit perfectly in her hand.
"...Your ass is too cute. Makes me wanna ram it right now. Keep going like this, and I might end up raping you, Father."
Charlotte yanked my arms. Forcing me to turn around.
She squatted down, eye-level with my ass. And stared.
Her blatant, roaming gaze felt viscous, heavy with physical weight.
"Ugh, ah..."
I couldn't even twitch. Olivia gripped the front, Charlotte spread the back.
Sandwiched between these girls my size, all I could do was pant desperately.
Nothing was permitted to me.
"Look at you dropping honorifics—already losing your mind, bitch."
"...Father always drives me insane. Can't think straight. No... I'll break... Can't break Father..."
Charlotte muttered like a total lunatic, then turned to Nine with a plea.
"Nine, can you knock me out with your Vampire Eyes?"
"Of course."
Charlotte collapsed on the spot.
"Kuh...!"
Squirt, squirt-!
The moment Charlotte's grip vanished, tension released. I came without thinking.
Spewing watery semen everywhere.
A thick splatter of milky fluid coated Olivia's bushy pussy.
"Haa, haa...!"
"Not even a dog in heat. Cumming in a situation like this."
Olivia stroked my dick. Squeezing out the remnants from my urethra with perfect pressure.
Her vulgar mouth didn't match her tender, gentle touch.
'...Feels different. Too good...'
My dick wouldn't go down. One shot wasn't enough—it sprang back to life.
Were her fingers enchanted with resurrection magic?
Olivia glanced at my hard dick, smirking.
"Feeling up for it now? Daddy?"
"Ugh...! Uwaa...!"
I surrendered to instinct. Pushed Olivia's body down.
Laid her on the bed.
Olivia lay limply on the bed. Legs demurely pressed together, wearing a provocative smile like before.
"Do whatever you want, Daddy. It's your first and last time, so savor every bite."