The Demon King's Resurrection
The night the Demon King’s Castle burned.
The fortress that had boasted of being an impregnable stronghold shook violently, and screams echoed from every direction. Demon King Caladia was overcome with an inexplicable sense of dread. She had clashed with the hero Arandal countless times before, but this time, the feeling was different. Every instinct in her bones was screaming that she was in mortal danger.
“Hmm.”
Facing the impending battle with the hero, she gently placed a hand on her lower abdomen. Deep within her body, the semen remained. The man’s seed was potent, and the urge to propagate was intense. It was the worst kind of seed—yet, at this moment, it was an invaluable necessity.
Rip.
The Demon King’s belly split open vertically, opening wide. Caladia extracted her own womb. She fed it to a large frog, one that reached up to a human’s waist. As soon as the frog swallowed the blood-dripping organ, it swiftly escaped the burning castle.
Not long after, Caladia clashed with the hero.
Kwoooooong!
Every time the Demon King and the hero collided, earthquakes shook the earth and typhoons tore through the air. For the hero, this was the final showdown that would decorate the climax of his adventure.
“My sword Basterio, may the light be eternal.”
Hero Arandal unleashed his ultimate strike. A massive attack where thousands of spear-shaped lights rained down incessantly.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
Thud, thud!
Damn it.
Caladia broke into a cold sweat. There was no way to block this. The man had come here even more powerful than before. In contrast, she was suffering from fatigue because a part of her body—her womb—had been torn away.
In the end, the hero’s sword pierced Caladia’s heart.
“Gah…! Ah… Aaaah…!”
Caladia let her arms hang limp as she vomited blood.
“How frustrating…! That I… that I…! To be deceived by a mere wretch like him…!”
“That wretch? Caladia. You are currently dying, struck by my, the hero’s, sword.”
“Heh, who are you? I can only think of him. Nightstr… Str… Ku, *cough*! Ah…!”
In her blurred vision, she saw him ahead. Nightstream! She vowed to find that man no matter what, and as she turned to ash, she was scattered into the air. It was the end of the Demon King.
The frog that had leaped from the Demon King’s Castle soon transformed into a large beetle and crawled rapidly through the forest. The beetle moved as far away from the castle as possible, deep into the mountains. Finding a suitable hiding spot, the beetle transformed into a massive, ancient tree among the lush, overgrown woods. It was a tree that boasted rich, thick leaves, as if it had endured harsh storms for over a thousand years in that very spot.
Inside the trunk.
At the center, the extracted womb was breathing like a heart. Hundreds of blood vessels and a thick umbilical cord connected to the ancient tree, becoming one complete body. The semen buried inside the vagina. Hundreds of millions of sperm swam toward the egg. The first sperm to reach the egg died, and the second one also perished while trying to pierce the cell membrane. The third sperm broke through the weakened membrane. The sperm that entered the egg successfully achieved fertilization, and a new life began to sprout within the womb.
One day.
Two days.
Every single day.
The ancient tree devoured creatures that wandered nearby, steadily supplying nutrients to the fetus in the womb. As the days passed, the fetus grew rapidly, becoming a child, then a girl, then an adult.
By then, the ancient tree had withered; its leaves were wilted and turned black.
Rip.
The middle of the thick tree trunk split open to both sides, and amniotic fluid burst out. Caladia, without a single thread of clothing, rolled out and stood up, staggering. Her body, which had difficulty walking, soon found its balance. She stood upright, raised both arms, and looked up at the sky.
“Ah…!”
Joy spread across her face. She inhaled the fresh air and savored her resurrection.
Snap.
She pulled a bear that had been wandering nearby toward her with magic, tore off its flesh right there, and skinned it. She spat out the meat she had been chewing and draped the hide, which was drenched in blood on the inside, over her body.
A perfect resurrection of the Demon King. From now on, her goal was only one man.
‘Nightstream!’
She would find him, no matter what. And once she found him…
“I will pay you back exactly what you did to me.”
She smiled wickedly.
“I’ll stay until tomorrow.”
“Extending for another day?”
“That’s right. Bring me some fresh water for the kettle later.”
I paid the innkeeper for another day’s stay and returned to my room. Naked Elenore was waiting for me on the bed.
“Did they let you extend it?”
“Yeah. Let’s have sex to our heart’s content.”
“Hehe.”
White semen was dried or dripping down her buttocks. It was from what I’d shot at dawn and just a little while ago. Her pussy was packed full of my semen. It was safe because I’d made her take a contraceptive pill before I came.
We had been doing nothing but having sex all night, from yesterday evening until noon today, without even sleeping. It wasn’t like we did it continuously; after one round, we’d cuddle and chat happily for an hour or two, then kiss again and I’d fuck her pussy with my dick, chasing pleasure together.
It wasn’t the time to be just having sex—I had the funds to carry out my plan, so I should be moving immediately—but being stuck with a beauty like Elenore made that easier said than done. The body of an elf I was touching for the first time. And the fun times with a woman I’d promised to be with forever. It was as sweet as a vacation.
I wanted to indulge in her body leisurely, so I decided to extend the stay for one more day.
‘Let’s just rest until tomorrow.’
I took off my clothes. I hadn’t been wearing underwear because I’d just dressed roughly, thinking I’d be back from the counter in a second. As soon as I pulled down my pants, my dick flopped out.
My glans was sore from having so much goddamn sex since yesterday. I rummaged through my bag and swallowed a stamina pill. It was medicine I always carried when I was with the hero. If there was a chance I’d have sex during a mission, I’d toss one into my mouth to satisfy the woman I needed to target. I also carried contraceptive pills at the same time. Because I couldn’t afford to get anyone pregnant.
They were high-performance, expensive pills with about a 95% success rate in reducing fertilization. If I gave them to the woman to take, she usually took them without hesitation, and in cases where I couldn’t do that during a mission, I’d secretly slip them into her water or alcohol, or keep them melting in my mouth to administer them through my saliva when I kissed her.
Anyway, I’d succeeded in perfect contraception so far, so I hadn’t been saddled with the title of an unwed father yet. I’m very proud of myself for managing it so well.
“Elenore, do it with your mouth this time.”
“Yes.”
I’d get one last killer blowjob, then take a nap with Elenore. I’d wake up in the evening and have sex again.
“Do it.”
I sat on the edge of the bed, and Elenore knelt before me and began to serve me with devotion. She stuck out her tongue, kissed my glans, and licked up the shaft of my cock. She hadn’t known what a fellatio was until yesterday, but I’d trained her several times throughout the night. She was very good at it now.
Actually, for a creature like a man, as long as someone sucks his dick, it doesn’t matter if they’re skilled or not—it feels good either way. Her warm mouth felt great.
“Slurp. *Sluuuurp, sluuuurp*.”
I reached down, fondled her breasts, and opened my mouth.
“I’m going into prison in a few days.”
“Pardon? Prison, you say?”
“Don’t be surprised. It’s just for a little while. There’s a talented person who can help me with my work locked up there. I’m going to meet them and try to persuade them. If they say they’ll work with me, I’ll break them out, and if they refuse, I’ll just leave them behind.”
“And what about me?”
“You’ll have to be alone for about a week.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll find you a house near the prison. You can wait there, watch the situation, and when I contact you, bring me the necessary supplies. You’re my assistant.”
“Ah… I understand.”
Relieved, she began the oral service again. Soon, I shuddered. Semen surged from her mouth. Elenore swallowed the ejaculated semen, gulping it down as she took my cock all the way to the root.
“Good job.”
I stroked her hair with a satisfied look and kissed her. With one hand, I kneaded her firm buttocks.
“Shall we take a nap together?”
“Yes.”
“Let’s do it again when we wake up.”
“I’m so happy…”
Knock, knock.
Just as I was about to lie down on the bed, a sudden knock sounded.
“Who is it?”
The innkeeper’s voice came through.
“Duchess Diana has sent someone. They’re waiting in the lobby on the first floor.”
“Duchess Diana?”
I stared blankly at Elenore’s face, then hurriedly got out of bed.
‘Is she trying to give me a job? If it’s easy, I should finish it quickly and earn some money. I need money to build hideouts here and there.’
When I went out to the first-floor lobby with Elenore, a woman completely covered in a brown coat with a hood pulled over her head was waiting with an attendant.
“Hello.”
I’d originally intended to put Elenore in front, but the woman smiled brightly as soon as she saw me and greeted me first. She then pulled the hood back to reveal her face.
“I have come to deliver Duchess Diana’s words in person.”
A clear, calm voice that showed she was well-educated. A relaxed and refined posture. Her beautiful features, which rivaled Elenore’s next to me, made me wonder if a beauty pageant was being held here. That familiar face.
It was Esmeralda, the First Princess of the Gigantia Empire.
I felt a pang of ‘oh no’ inside, but I put on a bewildered expression and faced her.
“Um… how did the Duchess know we were here?”
“After you left yesterday, I tried to find you again, but it was difficult to meet you as I didn’t know your whereabouts. I inquired at various inns in the city just in case. Fortunately, you were staying at this inn under Elenore’s name.”
Had I taken the princess too lightly? I hadn’t expected her to come looking for me. If I’d known this would happen, I would have run far, far away.
“What could the Duchess possibly have to say to me…”
As I trailed off, she curled the corners of her mouth slightly.
“Are you pretending not to know me even though you’ve seen my face?”
“Pardon?”
She pulled off the hood she’d been wearing halfway and brought her hair out. Her long, golden, shimmering hair cascaded down past her chest. Her refined, noble face, dazzling enough to blind, was clearly revealed.
“You know who I am, don’t you? And I think I know who you are. Nightstream.”
My heart sank at her bright, cheerful words.
‘It’s over. There’s no point in hiding anymore.’
I fixed my naive expression and looked at her steadily with a serious face.
“It’s been a while, Your Highness the Princess.”