# 039
# 039
Now that I'd decided to raise Sharia, it was time to start making her stronger in earnest.
"Weak."
I flicked Sharia's sword away in a single motion.
Her attacks were definitely faster and sharper than before, but they couldn't even graze a single hair on my head.
"I'm not trying to insult you, but right now I'm putting out about as much power as a knight receiving their commission. So what is this?"
"Hah, hah, hah."
"How long are you going to keep swinging your sword at empty air? Swing at me without worry. Even if you bring your sword straight down onto the crown of my head, I won't die."
"Hup...!!"
Sharia gritted her teeth and swung her sword again.
Her attacks, precisely aimed at my head and neck, began to carry genuine killing intent.
"Hm...."
But they were shallow.
Her attacks lacked any real force, and all Sharia's sword did was cut through innocent empty air.
"Sorry, but that's all for today."
"I can... do more!"
"No. That's enough."
I slipped inside Sharia's guard and aimed the sword I was holding at her abdomen.
Slide.
The sword in my hand—Monkey Wrench—was now pointed precisely at Sharia's belly.
Sharia's body went rigid, and I pointed at the sword she was extending upward.
"Put it down."
"...Master, didn't you clearly say that it isn't over until it's over?"
"I did."
"Then—"
"This really is over."
Squish.
After tossing Monkey Wrench aside, I grabbed the underside of Sharia's breast and cornered her.
"W-wait! Master...!"
"You're still hung up on these breasts, I see."
"Th-that's...!"
"I'm not touching them to have sex. Is my dick hard right now? No, right? This is an inspection, so stay still."
I groped Sharia's breasts this way and that.
She was wearing training clothes, so the top pressed her breasts in a little, but they were so big that the jiggling just couldn't be helped.
"Your underwear isn't holding them in place. Sharia, did they maybe get even bigger in the meantime?"
"...Huh?"
"It's been three days since I made your underwear. They feel like they've gotten bigger."
Just a tiny bit.
I'd know because I'd been touching them.
"I guess I'll have to ask Arvata to make more alginate again."
"...Master, about that."
"What? Want me to spread more on you?"
"...What would happen if I wore it?"
"What?"
"I mean, spreading it over the training underwear I'm wearing here. Then... it might hold them a little, ow."
I lightly smacked Sharia on the crown of her head.
"Don't talk nonsense. Shaking breasts aren't a problem you overcome with cheap tricks. It's a problem you have to solve with your sword."
"I still don't really know about that...."
"Then should I teach you swordsmanship that minimizes breast movement as much as possible?"
"...Is there really a swordsmanship like that?"
"Yes."
Among all forms of swordsmanship, there was one that was truly peculiar.
"The Moonlight Sword."
It was named because the trajectory the sword drew supposedly resembled a crescent moon.
"I'm pretty confident it'll shake your breasts less than when you're wildly attacking, but there's another problem."
"A problem?"
"Yeah."
A very big problem.
"The enemy will probably just stand there staring intently at your chest."
"......."
Because the Moonlight Sword was a sword that stood still.
* * *
At that moment, in the temple of the Church of the Heavenly Demon God, several people gathered in one place and went into an emergency meeting.
"Thank you all for gathering here."
A blonde woman whose hair reached down to her waist, the Lightning Demon Saintess, bowed to everyone assembled at the round table.
"With the Festival of the Sword Demon God approaching, the reason I have gathered you all here is none other than a certain piece of 'information.'"
"What is it?"
"There are rumors circulating that the Rape Dragon, Rapehal, has resumed his activities."
Murmur.
The priests gathered at the round table began to stir.
Even for those who had already heard the news from someone, and for those hearing it here for the first time, the words could only be dismaying.
"Those of you here probably do not know exactly how terrifying a being the Rape Dragon is. While the lords you each serve may occasionally speak of him, none of you have likely been directly victimized by the Rape Dragon."
"Well...."
"Yes. A very long time ago, my virginity was taken by the Rape Dragon."
At the Lightning Demon Saintess's words, everyone let out low murmurs.
For the Lightning Demon Saintess to reveal in such an official setting that she had been victimized by the Rape Dragon meant she was treating this summons with a considerably serious attitude.
"I did not gather you based solely on the rumor that the Rape Dragon has started to move. Because there is definite circumstantial evidence, and since we happen to have an opportunity to all gather in this city, Shotarape City, I am telling you this."
Whirr.
A fist-sized magic stone placed in the center of the round table began to emit light.
The Lightning God's yellow lightning spread outward, and the mana gradually began to take shape.
"The place you are all viewing as a projection is called Lost Virginia, located in the eastern part of the continent."
"Is that not where Dragonium, the Rape Dragon's stronghold, is located?"
"Yes, that is correct. You must break through a dungeon spanning several floors to properly enter the lair's entrance where the Unicorn awaits. This is the current situation there, captured with a video magic stone."
"......It's considerably busy."
Normally, a lot of people gather in the city in front of a dungeon.
From drifters to people seriously aiming to clear the dungeon, and even those trying to engage in commerce with them—a great many gather.
But among those visible in the projection, there were some whose faces were familiar even to those present here.
"No, that person is...?"
"Master-rank mercenaries are there...?"
"I even see priests from the Church of the Twin Moon Goddesses."
"It is said that just a few weeks ago, a portal leading to the Rape Dragon's lair suddenly appeared inside the Dragonium dungeon. It was a phenomenon that had not occurred until now. Because of this, special-rank adventurers are currently gathering in one place in Lost Virginia."
"That...."
A blonde-haired, golden-eyed woman who had been silent until now cautiously opened her mouth.
"Could it not simply be that something strange happened inside the dungeon, and the Church of the Twin Moon Goddesses is overreacting?"
"I thought so as well. Famous adventurers gathering near Dragonium alone has always been a common occurrence. But this is merely one piece of circumstantial evidence. The truly definite evidence is...."
Click.
When the image switched to the next projection, everyone let out low murmurs.
"This is a projection sent by a spy in the Elf Kingdom. Do you see the symbol of the High Elves there now?"
"What...."
"Does this mean a new one has been born? Surely, it isn't 'her'?"
"Sadly, it is her."
Her.
While discussing Rapehal the Rape Dragon, only one woman could possibly have come up.
"The 'Seal Maiden' who kept the Rape Dragon from leaving for a whole eight hundred years... is dead?"
"Considering her lifespan, she lived a long life. Haven't we been preparing ourselves for this for two hundred years? We knew the Demon Dragon Lord would begin moving again someday, once the Seal Maiden died."
"Dammit... so he's come out to find a woman again?"
In that instant.
Everyone's gaze fixed on one woman.
"E-excuse me?"
"Most of you have only heard stories of the Rape Dragon as legends, from the elders or seniors of your bloodlines, or indirectly from your lords. Ah, well, for the honorary men, it doesn't really matter. Married women are also fine, and those with boyfriends are also fine, too."
The Lightning Demon Saintess pointed to one side with a gentle voice.
To the blonde-haired, golden-eyed woman seated in the very center of the round table.
"Heavenly Demon Saintess. Right now, you are in the most danger."
"N-no...."
"You are publicly known as a chaste woman. And since you are the most beautiful, the Rape Dragon may choose you as the next 'Seal Maiden.'"
"Why are you beating around the bush so elegantly?"
The Heavenly Demon Saintess slammed her fist on the round table in irritation.
"You're saying right now I could become the Rape Dragon's cocksleeve!!"
Though it was not language befitting an official setting, it was not wrong.
"...I'm sorry for getting angry. But I have to say at least this much. I have no intention of becoming a cocksleeve!!"
The Rape Dragon was looking for a wife, and what had kept Rapehal from leaving his lair for eight hundred years was thanks to the long sacrifice of the High Elf.
Now that the High Elf was dead.
As he always had, the Rape Dragon would go around looking for a new woman.
And Shotarape City here was no exception.
"Perhaps the Rape Dragon has already infiltrated this city."
"Is that not too much of a leap? If he had truly begun to move already, surely the wailing of women would be ringing out somewhere by now."
"Wait a moment, so right now...."
The Heavenly Demon Saintess was quick on the uptake.
It was the Lightning Demon Saintess who had gathered people in this place, of all places.
"Right now, uh, um, don't tell me you intend to use me as bait?"
"Heavenly Demon Saintess, the Lightning Demon God earnestly hopes you will lend your aid."
"No...."
"If you boldly reveal yourself at this Festival of the Sword Demon God, the bastard will certainly catch the scent and appear. We will aim for that moment."
Clink.
The Lightning Demon Saintess lightly flicked the sword worn at her hip.
"We, the Saintesses of the Ten Demon Gods, will capture the Demon Dragon Lord and clearly prove who the true 'demon' is."
"So I'm asking why you're using me as bait!"
"Why, because you are a virgin."
At the Lightning Demon Saintess's words, the Heavenly Demon Saintess could say nothing.
"You are the only virgin here. You haven't happened to have had sex in the meantime, have you?"
"......."
"An unchaste woman being the Heavenly Demon Saintess—such a thing is impossible. Isn't that right?"
"......."
Whether to come out and keep her position.
Or to lie and have her position as Saintess stripped, and be cast out from the Church of the Heavenly Demon God.
"......The Heavenly Demon Saintess must, always, be a p-pure woman...."
Heavenly Demon Saintess.
"I swear to the Heavenly Demon God, I am a virgin...."
In the end, Leticia confessed it herself.