Chapter 125. I Wasted Half My Life~♥
Yes. It had all begun for the sake of saving Serika.
Because the psychological aftermath of what that whore had done couldn't be undone by human power alone.
The only real possibility was to seek aid from the witches—those who wielded demonic power while in human bodies.
But given their reclusive nature, they'd most likely be operating in isolation, cut off not just from human territory but from demon society as well.
So, to heal Serika, I'd first need the freedom to enter the Demon King's Army's domain.......
And while I was working out how to reliably secure that path, Katarina came to me with word of a rebellion being launched against the Human Alliance.
'They have proposed that our organization join forces with them. What do you intend to do?'
Even Katarina, the action leader of the Anti-Human Coalition, had treated this as urgent enough to defer my orders.
I understood exactly what state of mind she'd returned to me in.
The former chief—the one who founded the Anti-Human Coalition—had been on the losing side of the Arhen royal family's power struggle, the very center of the Human Alliance.
Anyone seeking to carry on that person's ideals—ideals that drove him to turn his back on human powers and defect to the Demon King's Army for the sake of reforming that royal family—would consider throwing our organization in with the rebels the obvious choice.
All the more so given the organization's very survival was at stake.
'Katarina. Let me ask you.'
But I was someone who had actually worked at that person's side.
I knew, bone-deep, that his goal was never just rebellion for the sake of toppling a royal family.
'Is the Anti-Human Coalition's purpose simply to bring down the royal family?'
'.......'
'To simply tear down the royal house and seize power—was that truly the extent of his purpose?'
'No, my father...... the former chief betrayed humanity in order to set right what had gone wrong with the Arhen royal family. His goal was never merely destroying the monarchy.'
'Exactly. He set foot inside the Demon King's Army because he believed there was no path left among humans. He chose to step out of the underworld and fall into outright evil precisely to shelter those whom even these rebels now approaching us failed to reach—those whom no one welcomed.'
The so-called rebels of today were, from the start, antithetical to the ideals of a man who aimed for what humanity ought to become.
If their goal was merely to focus on some petty power struggle, then we had no reason to even consider joining them in the first place.
Even if the organization itself stood on the brink.
No—precisely because it stood on the brink, we couldn't afford to be swept along by them.
'Remember this, Katarina. Our purpose must never be achieved while we're being dragged around by someone else. Our affiliation with the Demon King's Army came from the fact that, while it lets us seize powerful backing, the factions here don't even trust each other....... We must never forget the consequences of losing sight of that and ceding the initiative.'
'...Yes. Your counsel, my lord—I will engrave it clearly upon this heart.'
Our path was nothing like that of rebels who hadn't yet betrayed the human powers.
Any normal person might have shown some dissatisfaction at counsel that drew such a firm line. Katarina, however, accepted my words without any apparent grievance.
Whether that was because what the whore had done to her had left her wounded, or because I'd lived up to her expectations, I couldn't say—but whatever the reason, it was a relief that she'd taken my opinion on board.
I had to focus on restoring Serika right now, and now this talk of rebellion? Spare me the goddamn nonsense.
'Then, as per the original plan, should we prioritize identifying the witches' whereabouts first in order to restore the hero?'
'......That was the idea, but I'll have to revise the plan.'
But even if we weren't joining the rebellion, this new information wasn't something I could ignore.
If a rebellion against the royal house erupted, the Human Alliance would go on high alert immediately—and when that happened, their top priority would be protecting key figures.
High-ranking officials, obviously, but also the hero, who was invaluable in leading the masses.
'The current Arhen royal house may show signs of instability thanks to the inexperienced conduct of its newly crowned king, but its legitimacy is solid enough that its support base remains firm. No matter how much these rebels thrash about now, it won't crumble right away.'
'But it will take time to bring things under control. If the hero's freedom is restricted for the duration of the conflict with the rebels, the time needed for her recovery could very well stretch out even longer.'
Right. At present, her freedom was guaranteed for the sake of the hero's growth. But if the fact that she'd been attacked by an officer of the Demon King's Army were made widely public, they would try to protect her to the fullest extent possible.
And no—it wouldn't be just pure protection. In all likelihood, corrupt high nobles and the Church would use every pretext imaginable to approach Serika directly and seize control of every aspect of her existence.
The longer that dragged on, the fewer opportunities I'd have to bring Serika into the Demon King's Army's territory and get her treated.
Telling them I planned to seek out the very witches they'd already exploited as tools of incitement in order to heal the hero?
Did anyone seriously think the Church—one of the pillars propping up current human support—would sit quietly through that?
'One way or another, we need to secure physical custody of Serika before the rebellion begins.'
The first name that came to mind once I'd reached that conclusion was none other than Berdia.
She was the shrine maiden of the War God, appointed by royal decree as the hero's guardian.
More than that, her standing made her the strongest individual on the continent—someone even regarded as the hope of humanity itself.
It was obvious that if her presence were to vanish from the war against the Demon King's Army, the entire balance of power would collapse.
Considering that position, any decision Berdia made concerning the hero would carry more weight than one from the Church or the powers-that-be.
Of course, she too viewed the situation from humanity's standpoint, so she wouldn't exactly be thrilled about me taking Serika into the Demon King's Army's territory.......
'I like you—the you that you are.'
If—
If there was even the slightest chance that those words she'd spoken to me had been sincere,
That she'd said them because some measure of romantic interest existed among the feelings she held for me—
'......Then there's no choice.'
Yes. If this was the path that could achieve what everyone wanted, then I too would have to stake my life on it.
Having made my decision, I resolved to destroy that dignity of hers—no matter how thoroughly it rendered the goodwill she'd shown me a hollow thing.
The 10 Strongest of the Continent, and the shrine maiden of the War God.
The mightiest figure among the human powers, the one who had brought countless victories in the war against the Demon King's Army.
I resolved to make her submit—by my own hand.
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And then, after I'd succeeded in seizing control of her mind, I began preparing a strategy to break her spirit and bend it to my purpose.
Reinforce the hypnosis with Ymir's drug so she couldn't undo it on her own, reveal my true identity to shatter the trust she'd placed in me and deliver a massive shock, go even further and deceive her into believing the entire hero party had already fallen into my hands.......
And at the end of it, make her realize—once her heart had collapsed—that she could never be free of my grasp, and force her to obey me right then and there. That was the primary objective I'd prioritized.
Even if total submission was too much to ask, if she couldn't endure watching her dignity crumble any further and complied because she saw no alternative—
If I could just reach that point, I could reveal my goal of healing Serika, and then we could leave the human realm behind as the rebellion began and cross into the territory of the Demon King's Army.
"Master~ Are you feeling good?"
Yes. That objective had truly been achieved with spectacular success.
So much so that Berdia—the woman whose heart I'd thought could never be subdued—had now declared herself completely conquered and was voluntarily rocking her hips against me.
...The problem was that she'd taken it so far it was becoming a real inconvenience.
"Uh, um, Miss Berdia? That's enough now......."
"Haaahng~ Aaahng~ S-so, so good~ Master's cock~ Master's cock~♥"
Berdia ignored me entirely and kept grinding her hips on top of me.
She clung to my body, bucking her hips like a madwoman, and I found myself utterly incapable of even offering resistance.
Moments ago, I'd been the one violating her one-sidedly, but the instant she'd started slamming her body against mine, her sheer intensity had overwhelmed me completely.
"Haa, haaahhh~♥ Master, Master, does it feel good? Does my insides feel good?"
-Squelch, squelch!!
The moment my cock was squeezed by her slick, drenched tunnel—
Just pulling out on my own felt like a monumental effort, but she kept going, thrusting it in and out using nothing but the sheer force of her body.
A bestial act, the kind where the slightest lapse in focus would get everything inside me wrung completely dry.
"Does it feel good? The inside of me—does it feel good?"
"G-good. It's really good, but enough now....... Ngh!"
"Huu, haa. Haaahhhh~ M-Master, Masterrrrr~~♥♥"
Still clinging to my body, Berdia pressed her lips to mine.
A vulgar kiss, smeared with spit inside and outside the mouth alike—the kind of thing you'd never imagine coming from the dignified, cool-headed female knight she'd always been.
"Be-Berdia......."
When I managed to force the question out after her lips finally pulled away, Berdia turned her ecstasy-drenched eyes toward me.
"Yeees~ It's Berdia, your personal sex slave, Master Dave~"
Personal sex slave.......
Words I never in my life thought would come out of her mouth.
This was a woman who, if you'd tried to order such a thing, would sooner bite her tongue and die. But even if she'd realized she couldn't resist—wasn't this reaction going way too far?
"What... what is this...? J-just moments ago, weren't you hating this?"
"Hating it? What on earth do you mean?"
-Squelch, squelch.
She answered me while still rolling her hips.
I'd already ejaculated, unable to endure the stimulation, but Berdia's hips showed absolutely no sign of stopping.
"Huu, aahng~♥ I didn't know sex could feel this goooood~ If I'd known it was this wonderful, I would've done it ages ago~ I feel like I wasted half my liiiiife~♥"
Ah, hell. She's completely lost her goddamn mind.
I'd let it slide up to now since making her submit was the goal, but if I let this continue, she was going to drain every last drop of vitality out of me.
"Miss Berdia, first, calm down......."
"Master, do you know something? The truth is, up until you violated me, I'd been masturbating every single night while fantasizing about you violating me~~"
I tried to give her an order to stop her somehow, but it was short-lived.
The words that followed, spoken right over mine, made my own voice catch in my throat before I even realized it.
"W... what?"
What did Berdia just say?
What? She'd masturbated to me?
"Fufu, it may be hard to believe, but it's the truth."
When I made an expression that said I had no idea what was going on, Berdia smiled brightly and wrapped both arms around my neck.
"After I first met you, after I'd shown you my naked body—I masturbated every single night from then on. Wondering what it would've felt like if you'd reached out and taken me then, if you'd violated me at that moment—I kept imagining it, over and over......♥"
"Uh, uhh. Miss Berdia?"
"But in the end, imagination alone wasn't enough to satisfy that craving I kept feeling. So as the days went on, I increased how often I'd masturbate. Slipping away during training hours, finding somewhere no one could see, grabbing my nipples, thrusting inside myself over and over......."
"You can stop talking now."
Yes. Please don't say another word.
This couldn't possibly be true.
That proud, noble female knight's true self was a depraved slut who'd used me as masturbation material and made a hobby out of touching herself? There was no way I could believe that.
"No, I can't do that. Because my dream has finally come true, you see~~~♥♥"
My silent plea went ignored as Berdia pressed her mouth to mine.......
No—she kissed me with force, like an assault, and then pushed her tongue inside and went on to suck my lips with her own mouth in a vulgar, filthy kiss.
"It was only after I'd given you my virginity that I realized it. I'm nothing more than a single woman....... Ahh yes~ This is what a woman's happiness feels like~~"
-Fwooosh!
"Hihiiik~! I-it came~!! A creampie, it came~~~♡♡"
The moment I felt every ounce of strength drain from my body with the ejaculation that followed—
Even with my lower half soaked and dripping white, she showed no sign of stopping.
"Haaahng~~~ Masterrr~ Torment me a little more, make me feel even, even betterrr~ Until this body and this heart are completely dyed in your colors, keep gooooing~~~♥"
Aaahng, aaahng~
The moment her mating cries alone filled the room—
I forgot even the surge of ejaculatory sensation rising from below and turned, dazed, to look at the two figures situated on the other side of the bed.
The two who, until just moments ago, had been "pretending to submit" to me.
"Uh......."
"Wow."
Ymir and Heira, staring blankly at Berdia as she slammed her lust into me.
The exclamations that slipped out, even as they forgot to keep up the act, told me they were just as thoroughly shocked by this situation.