The Betrayed Goddess (12)
"Kikikik. Serves you right, Ishtar. You hogged all the holier-than-thou act, but in the end, you fell to the demons."
"No time for games, Bianca."
"Ah, yes. Sorry, Master Hoyoung."
I could understand the urge to throw a jab at her arch-nemesis goddess turning goblin-green, but I had no room for leisure myself right now.
"Urgh... It hurts! It hurts! It hurts so much! Save me, Master Hoyoung! Masteeer Hoyoooung!"
Ishtar showed no reaction whatsoever to Bianca—who she'd thought was dead—returning to life. She just kept screaming my name in a frenzy, completely out of her mind. I was getting anxious she might screw herself up for good.
"Bianca. What's wrong with her?"
"Kikik. When a goddess loses to lust and betrays her solemn duty to save humanity, she gets demoted to demon as punishment. I've seen a few ex-goddesses turned demons like this in the Demon King's army."
"I see..."
Demons weren't that different from humans anyway—just horns like Bianca's. No big deal, right?
"Gotta fix that skin color somehow. It's a shame to let that flawless white skin she maintained turn goblin-green."
"Not just the skin—her intelligence drops to goblin levels too. Kikik."
"What?"
Bianca dropped a bombshell I couldn't ignore.
"What do you mean?"
"Her IQ's about to tank into single digits. That's the curse of betrayal. She won't just be any demon—she'll turn into the lowest, weakest, dumbest subspecies. I kept the previous goddess who secretly fucked a hero in her tent—who got knocked up—at my castle, but she couldn't even speak or control her bowels, so the other demons bullied her. A former goddess scraping meat off bone scraps from corpses others discarded. Pathetic."
"Ishtar too?"
I couldn't picture this beautiful, intelligent goddess reduced to a scavenger.
"Kikikik. Ishtar's done for."
"Ah, come on. What a letdown."
"Huh? Why, what's wrong, Master Hoyoung?"
If I had to describe my mood... it was like ordering a gaming console overseas, playing one round, and having it break. Annoying, in a word.
"That's an order, Bianca."
"Yes, sir!"
"Stop Ishtar's demonization. Keep her at least some intelligence and dignity. Oh, and her beauty too."
"Yes! As you command, Master Hoyoung!"
Bianca, who'd been mocking Ishtar's agony, flipped her expression at the word order.
The command from Master... I have to fulfill it no matter what!
The succubus slave tattoo etched on her pubic bone glowed. Bianca had officially acknowledged me as her master, abandoning her position as clan leader to become my familiar. For familiars, obeying their master's orders held special weight. In wild succubus society, useless ones were ruthlessly discarded and exiled, so they had to prove their value to survive. That primal instinct from ancient times made her anxious.
But curses on betrayers can't be blocked by any magic... it's not mana, it's closer to the laws of nature. Ah. Unless Master Hoyoung could...
Bianca glanced back at me, then suddenly shook her head.
Stupid, stupid! How dare a familiar push work onto her master? Are you an idiot, Bianca? The kind that doesn't learn even after dying once?! Beg Master Hoyoung to kill you again later, you moron!
Passing the buck to her master was unforgivable. She had to solve it herself.
But this really isn't something mana can fix! And my power's only a hundredth of my prime now... all because I wasted it as pussy juice.
She'd worried about depleting her mana at first, but midway through, she'd just let loose in bliss.
"Hey, Bianca. What're you doing? You do have a way, right?"
"O-Of course! I'm the Demon King, after all! I won't betray Master's expectations!"
"Then fix it quick. Ishtar... she's not even moaning anymore."
Ishtar lay sprawled like a starfish, pupils half-dilated, mouth agape. Unconscious? Or just turned dumb already?
Master's getting bored. Oh no, what do I do? If I had my full power...
Suddenly, a genius idea flashed.
"That's it! I can gather the pussy juice I scattered on Earth!"
"Huh? You figured something out?"
"Unlike when she was a goddess, I can make current Ishtar absorb my mana!"
Bianca chanted a spell, and globs of her fluids from all over converged. Even I, clueless about mana, could feel the dense energy in those pussy-juice clumps. That was the Demon King's power itself.
"Fluids infused with my power, seep into Ishtar!"
"Urghhh..."
The juices stuck to Ishtar's skin. Soon, she was encased in colorless, translucent goo like a wax doll. Bianca had cum a ton on Earth, huh.
"Ughhh... uhhh..."
Ishtar's moans returned. Coming to?
"Kikikik. Never thought I'd pass my power to you, but open your eyes, demon Ishtar!"
"Aaaargh!!"
Bianca looked like she was enjoying it now. The mana-infused fluids adsorbed into Ishtar's skin, merging as one. Her body lit up like a fluorescent bulb.
"Kikik. How's it feel, Ishtar?"
"...Feels amazing♡"
The light faded, revealing Ishtar's transformed form in stark detail.
"Even trash like you has its uses, Bianca."
Her elegant platinum hair had turned jet-black like black pearls, wavy for a fresh vibe. Heart-shaped pupils signifying constant heat sparkled in her irises. Her already high nose was lifted more, giving a slight pig-snout look that screamed brood sow. Her lightly pink-glossed lips were now slathered in bright red lipstick. Above all, her porcelain skin had tanned brown. Outwardly, she looked like a total party slut—like the girls dancing in Gangnam clubs. Except for the horns sprouting at her temples.
"Buhihehehit! Feels the best! This is what a demon feels like! Freer than humans... than a goddess! This power... this body! This mana! All stronger than before!"
"Kikik. Obviously. Whose power is it?"
"? Bianca, you... wait, didn't you die? Forgot because you're so stupid? Want me to kill you again?"
"Ow ow ow!!"
Ishtar whacked Bianca's crown with her staff. The spike at its tip pierced her scalp.
"That hurts, you bitch! I came because Master Hoyoung called! You wanna fight in front of him?!"
"Would a slave like me ever inconvenience Master Hoyoung?"
"Then why'd you hit me, slut?!"
"Because bullying someone weaker than me is fun."
Ishtar grinned like a psychopath. Bianca recalled tormenting her minions for no reason back in her castle days—this was true demon nature. To demons, other beings were just toys.
"Allow me to greet you properly, Master Hoyoung. I am demon Ishtar."
Of course, except for one person. Ishtar knelt on one knee, bowing politely.
"Head still hurt?"
"No. Feels fresher than ever. All my worries are gone."
"Good thing you didn't turn into a brainless demon. Skin color too... brown beats green. Gives off a bit of a delinquent vibe—kinda hot."
"Yes. I'm honored you like it."
Now I noticed the piercing on her tongue. Total gal fashion, living for today.
"Thank me too, Ishtar! You got stronger from my power."
"Ah... sorry, but could the trash shut up? It'll dirty the air Master Hoyoung breathes."
"What?! You cocky bitch! Do you know who I—kyaaak!"
"Shut it."
Ishtar grabbed Bianca's collar with one hand, hoisting her up. The power dynamic had flipped. With the height difference, it looked like a big sister bullying her little sis.
"Don't talk big in front of me. The only one above me is Master Hoyoung."
"Guhk! You little...! Without me, you'd be a brainless goblin right now! A little gratitude?!"
"Does a dung beetle get thanks for breaking down shit to cycle the ecosystem?"
"What?!"
"To me, anything not Master Hoyoung is a dung beetle. Beneficial or harmful, bugs are bugs. Get it?"
"Urk! L-Let go...!"
"If you do, never act superior in front of me again. There's only one reason I don't kill you."
Ishtar flung Bianca to the ground. Bianca clutched her throat, gasping.
"Because you're Master Hoyoung's property too."
"Kuh...! What's with those eyes? Like you're really looking at a bug..."
"Impressive, Ishtar. You're stronger than Bianca now."
"Yes, Master Hoyoung. Obviously better than that flat-chested brat."
Bianca protested—who's flat?—but couldn't deny Ishtar's superior bust and mana.
"I absorbed all of Bianca's vulgar mana. Even my claim to the Demon King's power... overwhelmingly mine."
"Then..."
"Yes. I am now the Demon King of the Western Continent."
Ishtar smirked, red lips curling. The true Demon King of the Western Continent had revived—this time, the strongest, worst, most vicious, wielding goddess and archmage magic.