To extract information about the Demon Lord, we kidnapped Alma. We didn’t capture her for ransom or revenge…
“Mikael is… the best…”
Why is it like this? Where did it go wrong? People grow through their mistakes, but my partner grew faster than I could wait for my own growth.
“Ahaha… n…! Haa… f…!”
We safely arrived in the city of Schreiaschwald. We couldn’t walk around with a demon, and since this was a top-secret strategy, we couldn’t tell the White Lily Corps or the Annihilation Brigade.
“Ah… It’s intense… Amazing… Ahhh…”
To get information about the Demon Lord from Alma, we broke into an empty house. I poured all my strength into it and managed to extract information from her.
“N, it’s digging in… Wh-what’s happening… Aaan…”
I’m exerting all my strength. Alma seems to have accepted her fate and is slowly starting to talk, but she’s saying too many irrelevant things in response to my questions.
“Ah… Here I… go again… Iguu…”
How many times have we had this conversation? How many hours has it been? It feels like minutes, and it also feels like four and a half hours… I’m getting tired.
“Talk, Alma! If you don’t talk, I’ll stop!”
“Aan… Just a little more… Please don’t stop…”
After four and a half hours of torture, we learned a few things. First, Alma’s promiscuity goes beyond anything I imagined. I thought I knew this when I was captured, but it seems I didn’t.
Next, Alma’s sensitive spots are… that’s for another time. We found the Demon Lord’s location. The Demon Lord had captured Lauenstein since the start of this war and hadn’t moved since.
Alma finally revealed that the Demon Lord hadn’t moved from Lauenstein even when Klinshberbach was attacked, or when other cities were attacked. This was after I made her climax three times.
“Ah… I’m coming…”
I’ve lost count of how many times this has happened, but knowing the Demon Lord’s location puts our strategy at an advantage. We also managed to extract personal information about the Demon Lord.
“More, more, I want you to…”
The Demon Lord is unmarried. He’s single, just like me, but the fact that he has no heir is a major revelation. If we can eliminate the Demon Lord, the war will be over. Even if the war doesn’t end, the Demon Army, which is not unified, will likely collapse.
“Ugh… So deep… Mikael, you’re getting the hang of it…”
And one more thing. The Demon Lord, unusually for a demon, has reverse horns. While normal demons have horns that point forward, the Demon Lord’s small horns point backward, following the flow of his hair.
This is valuable information. I don’t know the Demon Lord’s face, but if the horn orientation is correct, that’s the Demon Lord. I can identify him without checking fingerprints or DNA.
It took four and a half hours for all this, but the information I obtained is extremely valuable. The information I gained about every inch of Alma’s body surpasses it, but I’ll keep quiet for now.
“Ooh… I don’t like it deep… My mind’s gone blank… Ah, ah.”
I have the information I need. This woman is no longer useful. Now, to boost the Allied Forces’ morale, I will behead her. It was fun, but I’ll make her useful one last time before she dies.
“This is the end. Mode Six!”
I unleashed Mode Six’s Godspeed upon Alma, and I climaxed. Alma, who endured five hours of torture, finally rolled her eyes back.
I’m exhausted. I want to sleep a little. Just like this, holding Alma… Just like this, with my partner still inside…
A cold yet soft sensation on my face woke me up. Alma was still asleep. I decided to kill her without making her suffer and reached for the Orietta Knife on the table by the window, withdrawing my “partner” that was still inside.
“Guhaha, I won’t let go! I won’t let go anymore!”
Alma, who was slow to react, hugged me from behind, pinning my arms. The feeling of her chest was pleasant, but her arm was around my neck! I’m going to suffocate, or worse, be killed!
“Alma! Let go!”
Telling someone who says they won’t let go to let go is futile. I managed to slip my fingers between my neck and Alma’s arm and struggled to avoid suffocating.
“We’ll be together forever. We can’t be separated.”
“Shut up, demon! You are an enemy of humans!”
“Even if I’m an enemy of humans, I’m Mikael’s wife. The marriage ceremony is over.”
Marriage? What did we do? We tortured her, but it was no different from what Alma did to me before. And now it’s a marriage?! Did we do anything special?
“We didn’t do any ceremony like that! Let go!”
Alma’s grip weakened. Seizing the chance, I grabbed her arm and threw her onto the bed. I immediately reached for the knife and pursued Alma. I climbed on top of her and plunged the knife towards her heart.
“Why…”
The knife stopped dead. Alma was crying. I had thought she wasn’t the type for such pretense, and my strength faltered.
Push! Drive it in and pierce her heart! This will definitely cause trouble! If I just stab her without asking anything, it will all be over.
“Why… What did I ever do to you…”
I shouldn’t have asked… I hate my inability to read the situation. Or rather, perhaps I asked because I did read it. Seeing a woman crying with what looked like a sad expression…
“Just now… Mikael, you put your semen on my horns. That’s proof of marriage…”
I pondered, resting my hand on my partner… resting my hand on my chest. I think I might have done something like that, but wasn’t it involuntary? Was it just a coincidence that her horns were there when I climaxed?
Hmm? Did I really do it? Since horns seemed important to demons, it’s natural for a man’s heart to want to defile them. Doesn’t everyone have those moments when they want to bask in a sense of superiority? Didn’t something like that happen in Klinshberbach too!? …Did it?
“That… I don’t know about that…”
Am I the epitome of irresponsibility?! To have sex and then say, “See ya.” The sword of guilt pierces my heart.
She’s a demon; promises don’t matter.
She’s a woman; it’s not manly to make her cry.
She’s a woman; it is manly to make her cry out.
“From today on, I will become a woman.”
“Take… responsibility, will you? My darling.”
This is Mikael Sin, who is skilled enough to smile even while crying, and who would rather run away than say anything. What am I supposed to do!?
“Th-this talk will be for later… Anyway, anyway! You’re a prisoner, remember!”
More than killing her, I have to worry about being killed by the White Lily Corps. The sword of guilt that was stuck in my chest now feels like Priscilla’s Halberd or Sophia’s Platinum Laser… Ah, this is getting interesting…
I endured the pain in my chest and lay down on the bed. I never thought I’d actually marry a demon. Love transcends race. Greetings to relatives, local customs, food preferences… Will any of them match?
“The torture time is over.”
It’s fine for the torture time to be over. I got the information I wanted, and I did more than I needed to out of necessity… As I thought this, a bad premonition hit me, and I sprang up, only to be skillfully flipped and restrained with my hands behind my back.
“Now it’s time for marital intimacy. Watch your wife serve her husband…”
What kind of marital life does she desire? Restrain her husband, make him take out the trash on designated days, and have instant meals waiting when he gets home? As expected, how you start is crucial. A man should only be underestimated in bed.
I reversed the rotation by spinning my legs and landed on top of her, using only my legs to pin her to the bed. I, too, possess Godspeed.
“The time for torture is over. …I’ll make you wish it was just torture.”
“I’m looking forward to it…”
I engraved more than she expected onto Alma’s body. …Isn’t it bad to have engraved it? I managed to get a statement of “annulment” towards the end, but I don’t know if she heard it…
As the long day came to an end, the sun rose, and I took a short nap. When I wake up, I need to secure water and food and head to Klinshberbach.
We procured a ship, and the White Lily Corps has already gone ahead to wait. I could leave Alma with Rose and the new White Lily Corps, but it would be troublesome if something happened, and to confirm the Demon Lord’s face, I decided to bring her along.
I threatened her, “If you say anything unnecessary to the White Lily Corps, I’ll kill you,” and she replied, “If you don’t say anything unnecessary, we’ll be together forever.”
I don’t know if this was the right decision. But once the Demon Lord is eliminated, Alma will be of no use. At that point, I’ll decide whether to kill her or let her go. Until then, I won’t have a moment’s peace.
We rode on a single horse, two of us, toward Klinshberbach. Even though there were plenty of horses, and we even brought some along, she said, “It would be bad if I ran away,” and we rode the horse while holding each other, facing each other in front of me.
We somehow managed to reach Klinshberbach, and at Iris’s invitation, we arrived at the house where the White Lily Corps was staying. Alma had lost consciousness along the way and was leaning against me easily, but I was worried about what happened to my “partner” that was still lodged inside. …My partner really worked hard.
“Yo! Long time no see!”
I put my arm around Alma’s shoulder and dragged her along to have her meet the White Lily Corps. It was everyone else who ended up with their jaws on the floor. I guess they never expected me to bring a demon here. My cheerful greeting was met with silence, except from Alana.
“…………”
“Uh, for personal reasons, this demon woman will identify the Demon Lord. I’ll be with her until the end, so I want everyone to get along with her on this journey.”
“…Identify the Demon Lord…?”
“Yes, I extracted some features of the Demon Lord after severe torture, but a final identification is necessary…”
“Will you kill her when it’s over?”
“We’ll play it by ear then… Once the Demon Lord is killed, the war will likely end, and this woman’s role will also be over.”
“Demon blood… I’m looking forward to it.”
How gruesome. Can’t they think about world peace or the advancement of women’s rights? Regardless, as long as Alma doesn’t say anything strange, it’s fine to keep her alive.
“…I don’t see the usual rowdy one. Which bar is he drinking at?”
I entered the room, wary of a Halberd, but I was disappointed. Priscilla, who usually causes the most commotion, wasn’t here. She said she went out drinking, but her escort, Christine, is here…
“Pris-sis is on a date, I guess. She went out earlier.”
Alana said cutely from the height of my bruised chest, but it’s unusual for Priscilla to have a date. She’s probably gone to collect on her tab. It’s even more unusual that she went along.
“We want to depart as soon as possible, so I’ll go call her. Are all of you ready? Rufina, please bind this demon and gag her so she can’t move or speak.”
“Understood.”
“…Captain. You might want to hurry.”
Indeed, we should hurry. I can already see her getting angry and beating me half to death. We must avoid troublesome situations right before departure.
I separated from the White Lily Corps and extended my Wide-Area Mind’s Eye to cover Klinshberbach, but I couldn’t find her. Only with a Narrow-Area Mind’s Eye could I sense a trace of her.
Outside the city, a little distant, but the number is unknown. Only Priscilla’s presence could be sensed thanks to Mind’s Eye, or perhaps due to the love between them.
I ran. I didn’t want to stain our departure with blood.
