Dusk envelops the surroundings. Has the battle at Klinshvelbach Castle ended?
“Ah, Mikael… It feels so good!”
Is it because of my good deeds that I managed to survive with only my prosthetic left arm and the Magic Sword Zebra lost, while suppressing Christine’s Support abilities?
“So… big… inside me… Ahhhhh… Ahhh…”
If I run north from Klinshvelbach Castle, by the time I return to the front lines, Priscilla will have already taken the Demon Lord’s head and ended the battle.
“It feels good inside Christine…”
When a naked goddess is before you, a man has only one thing to do. It’s boring to only fight wars. I’ll give the credit to the White Lily Corps. I’ll take the goddess.
“Don’t… don’t say that, it’s embarrassing, ahaha… ahhhahn…”
Unfortunately, Christine’s voice can no longer be heard, as her eardrums have burst from the moment I plunged the Short Sword in. It’s like watching a silent, perverted video at home, careful not to let my parents hear.
“I… I… Ahhh… Haha… Ahhh…”
I can’t hear… At least let Christine feel good. Godspeed and heart massage are as usual, though.
“I’m… dying… dying… Ah… nooo…”
Dying? What about the dog? Before I could finish hearing, I myself reached my climax. With seven consecutive perfect victories, I’ll leave the rest to release. I left my partner in a warm slumber and gently placed my ear on Christine’s chest.
I can hear Christine’s heartbeat. Though it’s faint now, it’s a strong sound. Is it because Christine’s materialized heart is truly within my heart, that its rhythm synchronizes perfectly with mine?
Speaking of which, how about inflicting a heart attack? If I die, Christine will die too. So, take it easy with the heart attacks.
My partner, now a slime, detached itself without resistance, and seven rounds’ worth of white fluid flowed from Christine’s secret parts.
“…Good morning, Captain.”
A faint whisper from the goddess, I can finally hear it. My eardrums seem to have healed thanks to my demon blood. It’s a shame Christine is wearing a long dress, wrapped in the blanket I took from my magic pouch. I should have added a slit while she was asleep.
“Good morning, Christine.”
We slept in the middle of the epicenter Christine created, but the air feels stagnant, as if the wind can’t pass through. It’s from seven rounds, after all.
“…What do we do now?”
What do we do? We’ll return to Klinshvelbach and check the war situation. The Demon Lord is dead, and this war is over. I need to find the next battlefield.
It’s strange, but after winning, there are more things to do than after losing. I have to do something about Queen Anneliese’s marriage, and the new members for the White Lily Corps. I also need to free the six Dark Elf sisters, and what about the twenty-five succubi administrators?
There’s post-war recovery, and aspiring to become a Marquis… There’s also the marriage of Ashtal’s Melissa Mallory, Viscountess. I haven’t fulfilled my promise with Count Ernst of Harm either.
I want to escape reality. I don’t want to go back. I want to elope with Christine. For now, maybe I should try an extension.
“Christine!”
“…Shall we go back?”
Match over. The earth in the epicenter… Let’s leave it.
“Aren’t you tired? Are you okay?”
Christine and I left the epicenter and started walking towards Klinshvelbach. My prosthetic left arm is broken, with springs popping out, but I’ve detached myself from the pain.
The Magic Sword Zebra, made by Orietta, only has about a third of its blade left. If I encounter any monsters, all I have is the Orietta Knife on my back.
My eardrums hear as usual, but for some reason, my body feels heavy. It’s not like I’m carrying Christine, nor is it the exhaustion from yesterday’s endeavors.
“…Captain must be tired.”
You’re worried about me more than yourself, Christine, you really are a goddess. To be able to walk with you like this, I can’t wait for night to fall. No, anywhere we can be alone would be fine.
“…It must be because you’re moving my heart for me too…”
It’s heavy… I thought it was fine at the time, but now that I think about it, I’ve received quite a heavy heart. What would the White Lily Corps think if I misunderstood?
“Haha, I’m fine. I’m the invincible captain of the White Lily Corps. This much is nothing.”
Christine grabs my left hand. Her head is bowed, so I can’t read her expression, but she must be thinking about something. Entrusting your life to someone else, especially a mercenary who could die at any moment.
“(For now, shall we have another round before we reach Klinshvelbach?) I believe I am one of the strongest in the world. I may cause you worry, but I won’t die.”
“…”
“(No answer means I can push you down, right? We’re about to leave the forest, and the main road is close, so now is the chance.) I won’t forget that your heart is inside me. We’re always together.”
“…”
“……”
“……”
“I want to do it one more time before we reach Klinshvelbach. (I will protect Christine.)”
Damn it! My inner thoughts and spoken words have reversed! The image I’ve so coolly built up is crumbling with the power of Support.
“…You are truly…”
She’s not angry, nor is she taken aback. I think. At least my heart hasn’t stopped. But, there won’t be any more heart attacks from now on. Because if I die, Christine will die too.
“Christine!”
I pounce, like a beast. And devour Christine! Well, I knew it was coming, the heart attack. A heart attack that occurs due to emotional fluctuations, regardless of Christine’s will.
I, who had evolved to Mode Six, was no match for you. Or rather, I wasn’t a match for three rounds. After that, I was just standing on willpower and guts. No, maybe I was making myself stand. After a full round of exchanges, I sank into the blanket.
“I have some dried meat. A little water too.”
It’s getting dark. It’s been a day since we left Klinshvelbach, and we’re still not even on the main road.
Where did we take detours? It must have been Christine who “ate” them, but it’s a strange thing. Did aliens abduct us without me noticing?
“…I’ll have some.”
While having a simple meal, Christine began to tell her past. It was a long and painful story, but was it long because of the “interval” being long?
Christine was the daughter of a merchant in a moderately large castle town. She was beautiful from a young age, rumored to be discovered by the king in her later years.
It wasn’t the king, but the son of the town’s lord who discovered her. Christine’s parents saw it as a good match, and though Christine herself was initially hesitant, the man turned out to be a more pleasant young man than she expected, and their hearts connected.
Marriage was decided, and with only a few days left until the ceremony, an incident occurred. They went for a picnic by the lake with the escort of the lord’s son. It was nothing special, just discussing the wedding and a normal date.
On the way back, they stole away from the escort and found themselves alone. A young man and a young woman, who had sworn their future to each other. The lord’s son tried to kiss Christine, but then clutched his chest and died in agony.
This was Christine’s first-time activation of her Support ability. No, unfortunately, a heart attack is more accurate. The first victim of Christine’s overwhelming emotions was the man to whom she had pledged her future.
The escort hadn’t seen it. By the time he did, he saw a sobbing Christine and the deceased lord’s son. It was understandable, Christine couldn’t use magic, and the lord’s son had no visible wounds.
The escort judged Christine responsible and tried to apprehend her. Then, Christine’s misfortune power manifested, and only one escort survived.
The escort returned to the lord to report and told him everything. The lord dispatched knights to capture Christine, but only a female knight survived.
Christine was sentenced to death. There was no trial, she was forbidden to speak her feelings, and the sentence was merely to suppress her fear.
It was then that, somehow, perhaps having gotten lost while drunk, Priscilla appeared. Priscilla rescued Christine, who was about to be hanged, and they fled.
And thus, the mercenary White Lily Corps was formed. A mercenary group of just two people. Then, Sophia, Alana, Orietta, and Rufina joined, and the most formidable mercenary group was born.
Priscilla asked Christine, “Are you coming?” Christine replied, “I’m going.” I recall her saying, “Run them over,” when she was with me, Priscilla!
My body and mind are full. Hearing Christine’s story fills my heart, and making love fills my stomach. Such jokes only lasted until we reached the main road. What should have been there, wasn’t.
“…Are we going to do it here again?”
Just because I’m clinging to the ground doesn’t mean I’ll sleep. I’m just looking for something. There are no footprints where there should be.
“No, we can do that when we’re alone again… More importantly, I can’t find any footprints. If the Demon Army had escaped, there should be some trace…”
A day has passed since the battle at Klinshvelbach. The White Lily Corps has taken the castle, and the Allied Forces are surrounding it. If they were to escape, they would use this northern road, yet there aren’t even footprints.
“…That’s strange. Could they still be fighting?”
I doubt it. I don’t think the Demon Lord had the power to turn the tide after being cornered like that, and since the White Lily Corps is directly engaging them, they must have defeated the Demon Lord. Or so I believe.
“I’m getting a little worried. Can I carry you on my back? I think we should hurry back.”
“…?”
Hm? Why the silence? I’ll carry you on my back, Shin, so we can reach Klinshvelbach quickly. The price is cheap right now.
“…I…” “Quickly…”
Oh, our conversation overlapped. I need to get used to Christine’s long “intervals” quickly. Everyone probably overlaps conversations at first.
“Christine, please…”
“…I don’t mind. …If possible, I’d like to be treated like a princess…”
I embraced Christine and ran towards Klinshvelbach. There were no footprints along the way either, and the North Gate of the town was filled with the corpses of both enemies and allies.
