Chapter 95
Marian had sneaked into the hero's room. "A-Are you very tired, Hero?" I suppressed a laugh as I watched the three women fidgeting restlessly in front of me.
We'd decided to head to the Great Forest where the elves lived, but it was true that fatigue had built up. My companions and I were taking a night's rest in Jena von Darius's territory before resuming our journey, which had led to this very situation. Jena, Karen Cross, and Marian Delarossi—all crammed into my room. Jena and Karen's intentions were obvious, but Marian tagging along was a bit unexpected. The problem was that Jena and Karen kept eyeing each other warily, so their conversation just went in circles.
"Everyone out. The Hero needs his rest too."
"I could stay a bit longer, though?"
"Karen. Don't you have any sense?"
I couldn't help but chuckle at Karen and Jena locked in their pointless battle of wills. Of course, I wasn't against getting physical with them. Thanks to my Immortal Body, I barely felt tired anyway. But while Jena was one thing, I figured I needed to set some clear rewards and punishments to properly handle a key asset like Karen. Humans had a tendency to start thinking constant favors were their due.
"All of you, out. I need some rest too."
I issued the order to leave to Karen and Jena, and after glancing at my face, they slowly rose from their seats.
"Marian, you too. Out."
"Ah, yes."
I said that to Marian, who was sitting on the bed with a dazed look, and with that, I sent all three women out of the room. Finally alone after so long, I began reassessing the current situation.
Bahamons, one of the Demon King's army leaders, was dead, and I'd built some rapport with Succubus Queen Lilite. The issue was that Baal seemed to know more than I'd anticipated, and the Demon King's army still had powerful executives left besides Bahamons and Lilite.
Who's coming from the elf side?
The first name that came to mind was Purson. Given that Lilite had mentioned that crazy bird bastard, the odds were high that Purson was on the move. Moreover, Purson, armed only with brute strength and savagery, was the elves' natural counter. If I were Baal, I'd have sent Purson straight to the Great Forest.
No, there's no guarantee it's just one.
I frowned and smacked my lips. The Demon King's army were guys bound together yet each pursuing their own agendas, so they rarely combined forces and usually faced enemies alone. But the variable was Baal. Unlike the dimwitted Demon Kings, he wielded immense power and held sway over some executives that they couldn't defy. Now that he'd figured out this was my second round, basing plans solely on past experience was dangerous. I'd already taken a hit in the fight with Bahamons, after all.
Whoever it is, it doesn't matter. And this time...
I licked my lips and flashed a lewd grin. Just like with the dwarves, I had no intention of shouldering everything alone this time either. I planned to properly break in that elf queen bitch, who had immense power but held back for petty reasons.
"Anyway, time to wash up first."
With my thoughts roughly sorted, I muttered to myself and headed to the bathroom connected to the room. It had just hit me that I hadn't properly showered once since getting involved with Karen, Jena, and Katrin Jayhops.
"Ugh, this hits the spot."
There was something wondrous about the human body. Sex had given me intense stimulation and pleasure, but washing off days of grime with hot water brought a whole different kind of bliss. After scrubbing away the dirt, I toweled off my hair and stepped out of the bathroom. My whole body felt languid—like I could sleep like a baby.
"What the—?"
But as I emerged, I froze at the sight of an unexpected figure sitting on my bed.
"Hero..."
"Marian?"
It was Saintess Marian. I had no idea why she'd come to my room alone, so I just stared at her in confusion.
"H-Hold me... please."
Marian rose from the bed and threw herself into my arms, pleading in a desperate voice.
Suddenly?
I looked down at her in bewilderment, but the fragrant scent wafting from her hair stirred something lewd in me. My cock twitched involuntarily—a familiar sensation.
Well, well?
**
"Hah! Haaahng! H-Hero, so rough like this..."
I was thrusting my cock deep into Marian's pussy. Sticky juices flowed from her plump folds, but as expected, there was no trace of virgin blood.
What a joke. I wasn't buying it.
I smirked and gazed at Marian—or rather, the one making that lewd face just like her. Anyway, seeing that exact same face twisted in arousal felt incredibly hot. I'd left her alone so far, but the truth was Marian's looks rivaled anyone else's. Her lascivious expression was enough to satisfy any man. The moment I saw it, I wondered if the real Marian would make the same face.
Marian—no, Succubus Queen Lilite—noticed my lip curl and rolled her eyes.
"...You knew?"
I nodded lightly to her question. Of course, my cock was still pounding relentlessly into the pussy of Lilite, disguised as Marian.
"Haak... H-How'd you know? I even used perfume this time... Hng!"
Lilite-in-Marian's-form sniffed her own arm as she spoke. But with her insides constantly stimulated, she couldn't finish her sentence.
"I told you. You demons have that rotten stench unique to your kind."
It was a total lie, as I'd said before. Visually, she was Marian to a T. The Succubus Queen's transformation was peerless, honed from my past life's ordeals. But I'd seen through her instantly for a simple reason: the instinctive erection before I even realized it, and the fact that the real Marian wouldn't act like this.
"Hng... R-Rotten smell? That's harsh."
Lilite didn't seem fazed at being exposed. She made a lewd face and clenched her pussy around me. Complaining with her mouth while secretly enjoying the degradation—very succubus queen of her. Her tastes were as varied as expected.
"So, why'd you come here? Is the Demon King's army that bored?"
I kept pistoning my hips busily while asking Lilite. There had to be a reason she'd come all the way to Caliban Territory to find me.
"Hng... Y-You think I'll tell you for free? Make me satisfied first if you're so curious."
I saw her slender fingers teasing her clit. Despite being a virgin not long ago, she was acting every bit the succubus queen now. I chuckled lightly. Honestly, Marian's face impaled on my cock while she rubbed her own clit was weirdly erotic.
"Getting a bit cheeky, huh."
It didn't bother me, but I felt the need to discipline this impudent succubus queen. I'd taken her virginity, after all—having her demand satisfaction from me bruised my pride.
"W-Wait. What're you—? I-It was just a joke!"
I grabbed the sword by the bed, and Lilite's eyes widened in panic. True to her succubus nature, her terrified pussy clamped down hard on my cock. I looked at the frightened Lilite and fiddled with the button on the sword's hilt.
Vrrr—
The sword began vibrating lightly, and I pressed the rapidly buzzing hilt end against Lilite's clit.
"Hii! Haaak... T-This... Hngg!"
The moment the vibrating hilt touched her clit, Lilite's thighs clamped together, her body shuddering violently. Katrin Jayhops's sword—which had sliced off Bahamons's arm, one of the Demon King's top brass—was now sending one of their executives to oblivion in a whole different way. And since she looked exactly like Marian, I couldn't help imagining the real Marian masturbating with my sword.
Hah. No wonder she hasn't shown up today.
I curled my lip as I spotted the real Marian's Soul Projection scanning the room with a confused expression.