# 057 Vow of Purity (Dark)
# 057 Vow of Purity (Dark)
Nertorian.
To be blunt, this bastard was insane.
An insane bastard who violated only experienced women.
'Maybe because he's old?'
He was a Black Dragon far older than me, with an estimated age of about seven thousand years.
If you took a hundred years as the average human lifespan, he was more than twice my age.
At present, he was just a geezer whose daily routine consisted of sticking his head into the Ancient Dragon's Rest, slamming his forehead into the floor, and snapping to attention at heel, but a dragon was still a dragon, and to ordinary beings, he was overwhelmingly threatening.
-I shall! Before I die! Hold as many women as possible!
His goal in life—no, in his dragon life—was to violate as many women as possible before he died.
And on top of that, not just any woman; he absolutely had to violate an experienced woman.
The reason?
-I hate virgins because of the blood.
He said he hated it when the proof of virginity, virgin blood, flowed out.
If it was a physiological reason, I could understand it well enough.
But when discussing why he didn't violate virgins, it was less a matter of 'I won't rape her because she's a virgin' and more a case of 'I only rape the experienced ones.'
-Keuheuheut, how is it...! A cock that can't even be compared to your husband's!
-Hyaaang...!! It doesn't even reach the places my husband touched...!!
-Y-you bitch...!! Ju-just you wait!!
To prove to a woman that his cock was the most superior cock of all.
He was a lunatic who made it his life's pleasure to brand his cock as the absolute best cock in an experienced woman.
I never particularly wanted to know this.
But the reason I found out about it was because this crazy, senile dragon set his sights on my wife—a High Elf.
-Kieeek! A non-virgin High Elf! I will mount you!!
-Has this son of a bitch lost his mind?
I turned him into a dragon steak on the spot.
The reason he got caught by me was because he had polymorphed into an elf and tried to lay a hand on my wife.
At the time, I was polymorphed as an elf and walking through the forest with my wife, and he had tried to subdue me and rape her, but....
'I spared him through the Dragon Lord's mediation.'
There was a possibility that the Dragon Lord would join forces with him and attack me, but the Dragon Lord was greatly shocked that the crimes she had hidden for thousands of years had been exposed and cut Nertorian off.
Compared to me, who had been having sex with humans from the start, it must have been more shocking to her that a colleague she had trusted for thousands of years was a human-raping demon who made sure to violate at least one woman every day.
The Dragon Lord asked me to spare his life, and I, having taken the Dragon Lord's virginity in the past, decided to grant her request.
-Instead, so that he'll never again dream of touching my woman, I'll just give him a tour as far as the entrance to the Underworld Hell Gate.
-.......
I learned a great many things in the process of beating him with my full power to the brink of death.
-Why do you not understand! The ecstasy of awakening a woman to the presence of a stronger male than her husband! What is wrong with showing her the joy of a female who forgets a husband's meager cock and plants a kiss of loyalty upon a new one!!
-The very fact that my woman knows the taste of another man's dick is what's wrong, you bastard.
That was how I sent that dragon to the afterlife and then fished him back out of the river of the Underworld.
Through this, I realized something.
That besides me, there existed a few other dragons in the world who had sex with humans.
And that this dragon's taste was truly incomprehensible.
That this dragon and I were different in disposition and preference, and that dragons were truly diverse, each distinct from the others.
It had been about a thousand years since I first made the name Rape Dragon famous, but even before that, this sex-crazed dragon had....
Correction.
This perverted dragon, who singles out and violates only women who already have sexual experience, had been a notoriously infamous rape demon since long before.
It wasn't that he was unknown; he had simply been hiding his identity.
-The one who violated the queen of the Magic Kingdom?
-That was also me.
-That serial rape demon from a city around here two thousand years ago—Puck the Reaper, by any chance...?
-That was...also me.
-The one called 'Dip-and-Dash,' the crazed phantom thief who would slip his cock into women's pussies just once during human festivals then flee, by any chance...?
-That was also...me.
-Insane. How did you never get caught all this time?
-Because I...hid my identity.
Sure, he hid the fact that he was a dragon, but when you investigated the notorious rape demons recorded in history, every single one of them turned out to be this perverted dragon.
-Someone must have tried to catch and kill you?
-The region where I ran rampant...by the time a hundred years passed, they all grew old and died.
Nertorian was remarkably meticulous.
Unlike me, who grew up among humans and thought there wasn't much difference between humans and dragons, he worried about societal perception and the fingers pointed at him, so he deliberately violated mainly the human species.
Because once a victim died quickly, they were quickly forgotten.
So much so that when he violated an experienced woman, he displayed the meticulousness of polymorphing to match the victim's species.
He mainly committed his crimes against short-lived species like humans, those whose average lifespan was around sixty or seventy years—beings who lived relatively short lives compared to a dragon's life.
-You went this far just to hide the fact you're a dragon? Huh? Why don't you go ahead and announce it to the whole world? That a dragon goes around mounting humans?
-Y-you do the same thing!!
-Well, in my case, it's already known in detail, but you're different, old man. If word gets out that you're a guy who goes around mounting humans, do you think you'd ever be able to enter the Ancient Dragon's Rest?
-......!!
The reason he thoroughly concealed his identity as a dragon was simply because of his social reputation.
-A fellow with both a wife and a daughter sure is pulling some fine stunts. Where did you say that gentleman lives, again?
-W-wait...!! Don't tell those two...!!
-Like I care. If you were going to try and touch another man's woman, you should have been prepared for your own woman to suffer the same. That's what makes life fair and just, don't you think?
-Kkeueut...!!
Nertorian couldn't say a single word.
-How should I screw him over...? Fine. I'll spare your life for now. But engrave this one thing firmly in your mind. The day you come at me, trying to outdo whose dick is greater with a virgin I've already held, that is the day you die.
-Keuk...! How in the world could I even know that, you mad bastard...argh!!
-Just use your head and figure it out. Isn't that so? If even a rumor spreads that you've pulled such a stunt against a virgin I've taken....
'What did I say after that?'
I couldn't quite remember.
I was certain I had brought up his family and spat out some extremely vicious words, but the memory was hazy.
And it was only natural, since that was an incident from when I had wiped out Lost Virginia—hundreds of years ago.
A dragon's memory is all-powerful and perfect, but perhaps as a backlash from living alongside humans, I ended up learning 'oblivion' from them.
Meaning, it took a little time to recall matters related to him.
But what was happening right now was a matter of the present.
Honestly, I couldn't care less whether a dark elf named Iyelrin was violated.
The problem would be if this bastard ever went wagging his dick at a virgin I had already held.
If ever such a case were to occur....
"Ria."
"Yes, Master."
"If by any chance you think you're about to be violated, if you're in a dangerous situation where I can't come at once, you absolutely must shout this out."
"What is it?"
"A magic phrase to prevent being raped."
A power word.
"That my body has had virgin sex with Rapepral."
One who had had virgin sex with Rapepral.
May you be safe from the fake Rape Dragon, Nertorian.
* * *
"Wow, so the Rape Dragon has appeared again. What a truly evil bastard."
"Shh! The Rape Dragon might hear you! Watch your mouth."
"I was just stating facts, so what's the big deal?"
A young mage with brown hair and glasses shuddered with revulsion, denouncing the Rape Dragon Rapepral.
"How can anyone commit such vile acts against women?"
"So it'd be fine if he did it to men?"
"Excuse me? What do you mean by that?"
"The way you talk, it's as if only women getting violated matters...sigh, never mind. Forget it. I shouldn't have said anything. Guys like you who seem like ass-kissers always end up reeking to high heaven behind closed doors. Hmph. Lowlife."
"No... what kind of thing is that to say to someone you've just met...."
The middle-aged man who had been talking with the young mage grumbled and left his spot.
Pushing his glasses up with his middle finger, the young mage clicked his tongue secretly and scanned his surroundings.
"Fuck, I almost got caught."
The young mage let out a sigh of relief.
Beyond the large, round glasses that greatly obscured his eyes, the pupils within his eyes were split vertically into long slits.
"Tch. Should I ditch this concept now? Ugh."
The young man tapped at his own back as he scanned the people around him.
"Good grief... back in my day, y'know? Say a few words showing you cared for them, and they'd swoon right over.... Ugh, wretched things. Are you telling me I gotta adapt my ass-kissing to the modern age, too? Grrgh."
Tapping at his back, the young man scanned his surroundings.
Standing stock-still in place, eyes like a predator stalking prey, the young man kept a close watch primarily on couples—men and women walking together.
"Hmm...."
The young man fiddled with his chin, growing out his beard.
At the same time, wrinkles began to settle lightly onto his face, and his hair became faintly streaked with white.
"I see. Hmm. Middle-aged charm is the trend."
Now a middle-aged mage, he cautiously approached a woman standing alone by herself.
"Pardon me, lovely miss. Allow me to ask you one small thing."
"......."
The woman looked him up and down, her expression twisting.
It was a gaze as if looking at a lunatic, and he wondered if this was the wrong move, but the man decided to stick it out to the end once he had started.
"Are you married?"
"What's this, are you hitting on me?"
"Rather than hitting on you, I'm simply suggesting we have a cup of tea."
"...Ridiculous. Really."
The woman gave an empty laugh.
Once again, the man realized something.
Even if they pretend to hate it, in the end, it's fine as long as you're handsome.
"This time...."
The man used his unique gift of speech to capture the woman's heart in an instant.
And so he was able to gradually worm information out of her.
Her past.
"I used to be an adventurer. But then I took an arrow to the knee, so that was it."
"Oh, hmm. Where did you suffer such a wound?"
"In the Rape Dragon's Lair."
"......."
The man's expression instantly distorted.
"Why?"
"That...when you say the Rape Dragon's Lair...."
"That's right. I was raped by the Rape Dragon. Well...from my standpoint, I went in there to kill the bastard, so I paid a high price with my life, but still."
With a nonchalant face, the woman gestured toward herself.
"A 'Black Veil of Chastity' has been cast upon me. If you want to do it with me...you know what that means, right?"
With earnest eyes, the woman pointed at her ring finger.
"That among women who had sex with another man, the only woman the Rape Dragon tolerates is one who married the man she loves."
"......"
The man could no longer utter a single word.
"Ah. I remember now."
I had decided to make that bastard's wife and daughter work as slaves in my lair for a thousand years.