Chapter 62
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Saintess Alicia Comforting the Back-Alley Homeless
Saintess Alicia, comforting the homeless in the back alleys.
For people to take action, motivation is key. Things like whether it benefits me, or whether I absolutely have to do it.
Save the world. Protect the heroines. And so on.
I'd put in the effort to achieve all sorts of goals. Effort doesn't guarantee success every time, but most of them ended up working out anyway.
Honestly, the only real failure was protecting the heroines. That wasn't something my efforts could have changed anyway.
For some reason, a bitter taste lingered in my mouth.
I shook my head. Pulled myself together.
'This mission is different from the others. It's my personal desire. I have to complete it no matter what.'
To have even the slightest chance, I needed the 'Progenitor's Blood.' Olivia had demanded it.
It was a tough task, but I had no intention of compromising. Just like back when I'd reached the Demon King's castle alone.
I waited for someone in the pre-dawn night air. Nine stepped out of the inn.
"Daddy, shall we go?"
"...So you've really decided to come along?"
"Yes. Progenitors aren't the kind of race you can take lightly."
Even in the game, progenitors counted as named monsters. They had a bunch of status ailment skills, forcing players to think smart.
You couldn't just brute-force them with your skills.
Of course, hunting them wasn't impossible. Players had the cheat ability to save and reload.
Try enough times, and you'd eventually take one down.
But my life now wasn't a game. I had to do it myself, wring their necks personally.
And without the Holy Sword as a cheat key.
That's why I was bringing Nine instead. She was only half-progenitor blood, but she also carried the saintess blood sacred enough to join the hero party.
"I've been waiting for this. The moment I'd travel alone with you, Daddy."
Nine gazed at me, her cheeks flushed pink. Her eyes were brimming with genuine excitement.
I felt none of it. This kind of trip was the last thing I wanted.
Having already been through it with Charlotte, I had zero desire to repeat the experience.
Did bringing more people change anything?
Not a damn thing. If anything, it made it worse.
Adding Olivia or Charlotte would just make my life that much harder. I was grateful for whatever reasons kept them from joining.
We headed toward the progenitor's lair, following Nine's memories.
"They'll be in Bluegate. It's a port city, so they're less hostile to other races there."
"...You sure about that? What if they're not?"
"They're definitely there. One hundred percent."
Her confident tone only made me more uneasy. Was trusting Nine the right call?
Considering the track record of the other No. 1 units, filtering her words would be better for my mental health.
But I didn't have a better plan.
From my position, trusting her was no easy choice. Even knowing it was a rotten lifeline, I had to cling to it.
"Daddy. I'm different from Olivia or Charlotte."
"Different? What makes you so sure?"
"They forced themselves on you and took your firsts. Virginity, purity, all of it."
"Virginity..."
My virginity was long gone, lost not to the heroines but to the innkeeper.
I hadn't touched the heroines, but my sex life had been fine enough. Whether my partners were satisfied was another matter.
"A man's virginity isn't just about sticking it in a hole. You have to personally break a hymen with your own dick to truly graduate and become a real man."
"...So in that sense, Olivia took my virginity?"
"Exactly."
From Nine's perspective, it made sense. Before meeting the No. 1 units, I'd never tasted a woman's purity.
Olivia was the first hymen I broke.
"And Charlotte naturally broke your maidenhead, Daddy."
"...Your wording's a bit much."
Nine shot me a sly, suggestive smile. Her gaze made my asshole twitch involuntarily.
I pretended not to notice and quickened my pace.
Unlike the lewd look she'd given me right after we set out, Nine didn't make a single move on me. Not once on the way to the port city of Bluegate.
We slept separately too. Charlotte had wormed her way into my bed whenever she felt like it, but Nine strictly kept her distance.
She had a completely different vibe from back at the inn. On the surface, she seemed like a proper saintess.
Along the journey, she helped a ton of people. It reminded me of the early hero party days. Back then, everyone was still normal.
Before they fell for other men, our teamwork wasn't half bad. I even thought we'd seal the Demon King without much trouble.
Knowing it was an NTR ero-game world, I couldn't be sure of a happy ending, though.
"It's been a while for this place too."
Nine looked around Bluegate with a wistful expression. Did she have fond memories here?
I got curious despite myself.
"If it's been a while, how long exactly?"
"About twenty years. I haven't been back since you rescued me, Daddy."
Her childhood hometown, where she'd lived briefly with her mother. Did she even have memories worth calling nostalgic?
"...Guess you don't remember much then."
"There was one thing so intense it stuck with me crystal clear."
Nine glanced at me sideways. Her eyes said it all—it had something to do with me.
"What happened?"
"Want me to tell you?"
"Better to know ahead of time so I can prepare. Spill it."
"Hehe. Even knowing won't let you prepare for this one."
"...Can't prepare?"
Was a meteor about to crash into Bluegate or something?
"I was little, so details are fuzzy. But what stands out is your face, Daddy? Your expression was hilarious."
"...Hilarious?"
"Daddy, why do you think First-Try You came to Bluegate?"
Nine tossed the question at me, even giving me time to think it over.
First-Try Dyke had come to Bluegate too. For what purpose?
Not for the 'Progenitor's Blood,' that was sure. Without No. 1 Olivia, he couldn't make the potion anyway.
It held no meaning for First-Try Dyke. He'd never even considered hunting a progenitor.
So why come all the way to Bluegate?
"...To pick you up."
"Right. You came for me. After adopting Olivia and Charlotte, I was the last one."
Did he run into the progenitor by chance while fetching Nine? Force him into a fight?
Nine shook her head.
"No. You didn't fight the progenitor. No reason to take that risk."
"I see."
"What happened that day had nothing to do with the progenitor. It was between you and Mom. Or really, your lingering attachment?"
Lingering attachment. I could guess what went down.
Nine's words gave me the hint.
"You came for me, so you met Mom. Obviously. I was living with her."
"...Alicia's still alive?"
"Olivia and Charlotte's moms are dead, but mine's still around."
My heart sank.
'I thought they were all gone... but hearing it like this chokes me up.'
Five years had passed.
Wasn't it time to move on from the shadows of these slutty heroines? Why was I still hung up on her?
Pathetic. It was ridiculous.
"What happened when you met Alicia?"
I pressed Nine. I wanted to hear it quick and get it over with.
"Right in front of you, Mom took another man's cock. Not even a regular human—an orc's dick, swallowed to the hilt."
"......"
"A cock as thick as your forearm pounding away. You were shocked. That face, that expression—it's burned into my memory."
"N-No big deal. I was overreacting."
"Hehe. You really think so?"
Nine whispered.
"Mom's womb got pumped full of orc seed. Yellow cum leaked from her pussy. You just stared, dumbfounded."
"......"
"Mom always regretted not fulfilling her saintess duties to you. Felt a twinge of guilt. So guess what she did?"
"......"
"She gave permission. Gave you a chance to stick it in her pussy."
Dizzying. I could see exactly what First-Try Dyke had chosen.
"You slid into her pussy, slathered in the orc's yellow cum..."
"S-Stop."
I covered my ears. I didn't want to hear any more.
I didn't want to empathize with First-Try Dyke's helplessness.
Nine smirked and fell silent.
"Shall we go find Mom first?"
"...Yeah."
Nine skipped ahead lightly, like she knew exactly where her younger self was.
After walking a ways, she spun around abruptly.
"Daddy, if you get the chance again this time—what will you do?"
"......"
I couldn't answer.
"Here it is."
We'd arrived at the back alley where Alicia lived. A strange heat emanated from deeper in. Moans drifted out too. A familiar voice.