The Restored Peace
“I have slain the Hero! His crown of the Great Hero and his weapons are here in my hands! The world shall now belong to the Demon King!”
“Waaaaaah!”
The ten-year war against the Hero. It had finally come to an end.
It was brought about by the hand of General Ragush, the Demon King’s most favored subordinate. He had led an elite force and slaughtered the Hero’s party at the Hill of Blood Pits.
“Ragush, you have done well.”
A voice, both seductive and majestic, echoed through the air. The Demon King, Caladia—a woman whose beauty and violence were so intertwined that she made the entire world tremble—approached with an elegant gait.
“I had faith only in you.”
Unlike the other denizens of the Demon Castle, her skin was exceptionally pale. Two thick, curved horns, like those of a mountain goat, sprouted from her head. Her feet were clad in glossy high heels, and her shapely legs were encased in black stockings. She wore a pitch-black, floor-dragging cloak over her shoulders, and beneath it, a tantalizing red garment peeked through. The thin, form-fitting red fabric made her voluptuous cleavage appear even more erotic.
She was Caladia, the Demon King known as the Moon of Disaster.
“These are the Great Hero’s crown and the weapon, Basterio, which he used to carry.”
Ragush proudly presented the two relics with both hands. They were the proof of the death of Arandal, the Hero—Caladia’s eternal nemesis.
“Both are genuine.”
“I agree as well.”
“They are indeed the Hero’s.”
The appraisers reached a unanimous verdict. Upon confirming that both items were authentic, an overwhelming sense of ecstasy washed over Caladia’s face.
“Ah… Ragush…! You have done well! You have fought well! As a reward for pleasing me, I shall grant you a great prize!”
The Demon Castle was filled with cheers and shouts of long live the Demon King, as if it would never end.
That evening, Ragush was invited to a place where no one else dared to enter. It was Caladia’s bedroom.
“Haaah! Haaang…! Yes, like that, more…! Kheuugh! Aang, thrust harder!”
Ragush’s member, as long and thick as a stallion’s, mercilessly bombarded Caladia’s pussy.
“How is it? Does my pussy taste good? Haaak, haaaak!”
“Huff, huff! Yes, Demon King, your pussy is the best!”
Ragush, who possessed the face of a bull, stood a staggering 250 centimeters tall. The Demon King, held in his arms, was much smaller. She was so hidden by Ragush’s broad back that she was barely visible beneath him. Moreover, Ragush’s member was 30 centimeters long and 20 centimeters in circumference. The Demon King was accepting his violent, hammer-like member with every fiber of her being. Ragush had every right to do so.
“Haaak! Heuugh…! Aak!”
“Ah, Demon King…! I’m, I’m going to cum…!”
Her pussy, stretched wide by the thickness of his member, possessed an incredible grip. Every time his member pulled out, the glistening, wet inner flesh of her vagina clung to the shaft as if it didn’t want to let go, tightening around it so fiercely that Ragush felt as if his body were melting.
What felt even better was…
As Ragush thrust vigorously, he looked down at the sheets beneath Caladia’s lower body. Red bloodstains. The white sheets were stained red in several places. It was the virgin blood of the Demon King, Caladia. Unable to contain her joy at the news of the Hero’s death, Caladia had gifted him her virginity that night, demanding he swear even greater loyalty in the future.
At the end of their intercourse, Caladia bit into Ragush’s neck with her two sharp fangs, leaving a pair of tooth marks.
“This is the mark that you have become my fiancé.”
“I am honored.”
“Now that the Hero is dead, this is the true beginning.”
She shouted with a wicked laugh.
“My minions shall rapidly conquer the world! Hahaha! Ahahahaha! Eugh! Haa, aaang!”
“Keuugh!”
Ragush’s semen filled the Demon King’s vagina. Caladia, simultaneously reaching orgasm, spasmed her pelvis violently.
“Euuugh…! You and I have great sexual chemistry, Ragush…! Keuk, keuhahaha…!”
After lying on the bed for a while, giggling and enjoying the afterglow, she slowly rose to her feet. Semen dripped down from between her legs.
“If things go well, I might be pregnant.”
“I, I apologize. I couldn’t help the impulse…”
“Next time, cum outside.”
“Yes.”
“I really did let my guard down…”
She trailed off, reaching a hand between her legs. She smeared the semen on her fingertips, poked her tongue out, and tasted it.
“Hmm, I will remember the taste of your semen. Consider it an honor.”
“Today is truly a joyous day.”
Ragush beamed with delight. He hurriedly dressed and slipped out of the bedroom. He had only earned the right to have sex with the Demon King once; he had no right to spend the long night with Caladia.
“Demon King! Demon King, are you there!”
After Ragush left, a subordinate pounded on the door in a panic. His voice was laced with urgency.
“What is it?”
“Th-the Hero is alive!”
“What?!”
What kind of nonsense was this?
“A report has come in that the bastard was spotted moving with his party in the Valley of the Dead, about 100 kilometers from our castle!”
“Even the Hero’s party is alive?”
“That is correct!”
“That cannot be…! Ragush clearly stated he had slaughtered them all!”
“That was…! That bastard Ragush’s…! Grrr! It was a blatant lie!”
“C-could it be that Ragush deceived me…?”
Caladia’s face, which had been half-dazed, twisted violently.
‘This is definitely…’
It was his doing. The only one in the Hero’s party who would do such a thing is him!
‘Damn it!’
She had been completely deceived. Caladia’s high-pitched scream echoed sharply.
“NIGHTSTREAAAAAAAAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Pwooooooo!
The sound of the horn signaling an intruder rang out urgently throughout the Demon Castle.
“Find him! Ragush is a fake!”
Armed monster soldiers began to search every corner of the castle. Ragush, who was fleeing to avoid them, gasped for air.
“Huff! Huff!”
In an instant, his bull-like face and massive body transformed into that of a human in the blink of an eye.
“Success!”
A smile of ecstasy spread across his lips.
***
Nightstream. That is the alias my companions call me by. My profession is a thief. Sometimes I commit fraud, and sometimes I kill someone in secret. It’s not out of malice. I only do righteous things to help the Hero. In other words, my specialty is playing tricks on bad guys. Furthermore, I possess a miraculous skill that allows me to perfectly replicate the five senses of others—including their face, skin color, tendons, bones, and even the size of their member—to disguise myself.
When I first came to this other world, I wanted to be a swordsman fighting with a cool sword, but somehow I ended up as a thief. The disguise skill I acquired is exactly what a thief needs. As a result, I found myself drawn to thievery before I knew it. My real name is Kim Haeru.
“There he is! Catch that bastard!”
Tsk, did I get caught?
I’m in a hurry, but I think I have to deal with this. Even so, I possess hunting skills that won’t let me be taken down easily. Swift agility and amazing reflexes. That’s me.
“Catch him!”
“Strike him!”
“Aaaak!”
Screams filled the air. I snatched the axes from the bastards, used them to take down my opponents, and headed toward my destination. My mission was to warp the Hero’s party, who should be fully armed and waiting by now, into the Demon Castle. Everything that had happened so far was a strategy solely to breach the Demon Castle’s impenetrable barrier. Since it was impossible for the Hero’s party of five to occupy the massive castle, I used my head.
To deceive the Demon King, I handed over the crown and weapons the Hero actually used, and I also disguised myself as the enemy general Ragush, whom we had killed, to scout the internal structure of the Demon Castle. I had already identified the location of the warp zone within the castle. Using a magic circuit chip created by my companion, the mage, I planned to change the warp path and infiltrate my companions.
Whether the fact that I ended up having sex with the Demon King along the way was an unexpected stroke of luck or a source of discomfort, it was an unforeseen bonus, to say the least.
“Huff! Huff! Running after having a quick one is exhausting!”
I arrived at the place where the Hero’s crown and sword were kept first.
“Ugh!”
“Kaaak!”
I swiftly eliminated the obstacles and retrieved them. No, I got them back. As soon as I had them in my hands, I moved to the next location. I dashed urgently to the warp zone. Behind me, the noise of the bastards chasing me with various weapons was deafening.
“Catch him!”
“Don’t let him get away! Kyaaaak!”
Monsters so ugly they couldn’t even be described. There were some with human faces but shaped like caterpillars, and others crawling on the ground with six arms. If I got caught, it was obvious I would either die or end up like them. I ran so hard I thought my balls would fall off.
“P-please spare me! If you spare me, I’ll give you this!”
It was when I happened to stop by a laboratory-like place to hide for a moment. I encountered an old goblin researcher in a white lab coat. I was about to shoot him with an axe, but the bastard raised his hands and begged for his life.
“If you consume this, you can permanently acquire the [Corpse Replication] skill. Isn’t it amazing? It’s a rare elixir!”
“Whose corpse?”
“Your own, of course. A corpse will appear as if it were a clone, allowing you to deceive others by pretending to be dead.”
“An interesting toy.”
I didn’t know if it was authentic, but it looked very useful. Especially for someone with a thief profession like me.
“Hand it over.”
“Y-you’ll spare me, right?”
“Yeah. Hand it over.”
“H-here it is.”
I put the medicine bottle in my pocket and pointed the axe at him.
“Leave. I’ll show you mercy.”
“Th-thank you!”
Perhaps it was because I felt like I had already won. I had the leeway to spare him. And I headed straight for the warp zone inside the Demon Castle.
That day, thanks to my life-risking performance, the Hero and his companions successfully infiltrated the Demon Castle, and thus, the era of the Demon King Caladia came to an end.
“Keuugh…! Ah… Aaaaah…!”
The demons inside the Demon Castle were all annihilated before the righteous sword of the Hero, Arandal. The iron hammer of the divine apostle could not be avoided by the most powerful Demon King in history, Caladia.
“How frustrating…! That I… that I…! Was deceived by a mere bastard like that…!”
“That bastard? Caladia. You are currently dying from the sword of the Hero.”
“Keuk, who are you? I can only think of that bastard. Nightst… st… ku, cough! Ah…!”
She collapsed, blood flowing from her mouth. It was the moment the long darkness finally lifted and peace arrived in the world.
***
A few days later, at the Imperial Palace of the Gigantia Empire.
“Your Majesty, news has arrived that the Hero and his companions have executed the Demon King.”
“Is that true?”
“It is, Your Majesty. It is said that the Demon King’s army was entirely annihilated by the valor of our proud Hero, Sir Arandal.”
“Hahaha! That is truly a glorious deed! Send someone immediately and tell them to return to the capital swiftly! I shall reward them for their service!”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“And also…”
The Emperor’s gaze turned cold in an instant.
“Nightstream, a member of the Hero’s party, has outlived his usefulness. Kill him now.”
“Yes!”