“How dare these…!”
The air around Arbes was shaking violently.
She was gone.
The Hesilaya who had been here until just a moment ago.
She must have conveyed the order to watch carefully.
It felt like tearing the Succubus apart everywhere would relieve the anger.
“Immediately inform all troops. Bring Hesilaya to me.”
“Yes.”
Tyrus lowered his head silently and quietly stepped back at Arbes’ words.
Suppressing the burning emotions, Arbes let out a deep sigh.
“Surely, she wouldn’t have dared to lay her eyes on what belongs to me.”
The image of the bat-like Succubus grinning wickedly came to mind.
If she really had escaped with Hesilaya…
What should he do then?
He vowed to make her suffer, enough pain that would be better off dead and set out to find Hesilaya.
‘What if something actually happened?’
He had given her part of his magical energy, so he didn’t think she’d easily get hurt, but the uncertain situation made him anxious.
Life is unpredictable, isn’t it?
Just like he never thought he would fall for someone like this.
‘I can’t let her go.’
The month he spent with her was nothing short of blissful days.
If that suddenly disappeared, a worse backlash would surely come flying at him.
Just stay safe.
As long as she was alive, he could do anything to save her.
And thankfully.
The Demon King’s wish was about to be fulfilled.
“Demon King! I’ve found her!”
A demon hurriedly flew in with wings spread wide.
Hearing those words, a bright smile spread across Arbes’ face.
“Lead the way at once!”
However, despite the Demon King’s words, the demon hesitated with a not-so-good expression.
“Demon King. I… I think it would be better not to go right now.”
“What do you mean?”
The Demon King’s face stiffened instantly.
As the atmosphere grew colder, the demon started to sweat profusely.
“That… that thing…”
The demon’s expression twisted increasingly under the ominous aura of the Demon King, and he quickly shut his eyes tight and shouted.
“That monster is devouring the demon race…!”
“……Huh?”
“Tyrus has gone to confront it, so if you wait just a moment, he’ll be able to subdue that monster.”
The Demon King furrowed one eyebrow and asked back.
“What do you mean by that? Are you saying Hesilaya is a monster??”
“Yes. I heard… they’re all being devoured.”
Arbes couldn’t understand what this demon was talking about at all.
A monster?
Hesilaya?
“That can’t be.”
She was his beautiful doll.
Weak-hearted but all the more precious, a cherished treasure.
To call her a monster…
Should he consider tearing this rude demon’s mouth apart?
But above all that, seeing Hesilaya was the top priority, so the Demon King decided to retract his killing intent.
“Tsk. Fine. Lead the way.”
“Um… alright.”
“If you make me say it again, I’ll tear your mouth apart.”
The demon nodded vigorously, keeping his mouth shut at the Demon King’s words.
With that, the Demon King moved forward, excited about reclaiming his treasure.
*
“…I can’t believe this.”
Tyrus muttered to himself.
It was all due to the existence in front of him.
Two red eyes shining ominously like the Demon King, with an incredibly fierce aura pressing down on everything around.
Yet, contradictorily, her face was smiling like a child’s.
“What the hell happened?”
Surely the last time he saw her, she had not appeared so alien.
He recalled her sad tears, accustomed to pain and despair, hope long lost.
He couldn’t hide the guilt that grew within him towards her.
But the woman before him was nothing like that.
Could it be that the Demon King had done something?
“You look like a sweet cookie.”
As the woman reached out her hand, an unknown force suddenly pushed him forward with a bang.
Before he knew it, he was flying towards her.
“Stay alert…!”
Trying to regain his stance, the woman’s movement was faster.
She knocked him to the ground and sat on top of him, beaming.
“Hehe…”
Tyrus felt repulsion as well as something deep moving within him in those eyes that seemed innocent yet sank to the abyss.
“Crispy cookies, hehe…”
The woman began to inch closer to him, and sensing an instinctual fear, he swiftly turned his body and kicked her in the side.
Kaboom-!
The woman flew strongly and crashed against the wall.
Tyrus quickly got back to his feet, drawing his sword and assuming a combat stance.
‘I have to kill her.’
She was no longer anything like the Demon King’s doll.
An existence beyond comprehension.
A being that could be a grave threat to the Demon King.
He had to block her from getting close to the Demon King no matter what.
With that firm resolution, he looked in the direction the woman flew away.
The one who had been smiling just a moment ago was now.
Sorrowfully shedding tears.
“Are you… going to kill me too…?”
“What…?”
As the woman sniffled and reached out her hand, the air began to shake violently.
The ground trembled. The ceiling cracked, and debris began to fall.
All manners of dazzling mana started to gather behind her,
And a gigantic blue dragon made entirely of mana appeared before him.
Tyrus was utterly flabbergasted.
He couldn’t contain his astonishment, for the dragon in front of him looked as realistic as if it were truly alive.
‘But it looks so grotesque…’
There was something undeniably bizarre about it for it to be called a dragon.
There were large holes scattered all over the mana-based dragon, as if it had been chewed on.
“I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die. I want to live. I want to live.”
The woman began murmuring furiously to herself.
Seeing her gap, without hesitation, Tyrus rushed at her.
Roar–!!
But just before his sword could reach her,
The dragon opened its mouth and swiftly blocked his path,
And he found himself caught in the jaws of the colossal dragon.
.
.
.
“This is it, Demon King.”
Before him lay a dark cave.
“There she is.”
He could feel it.
Hesilaya was here.
The magical energy he had shared was emitting a dense presence from within.
As he stepped inside, he caught sight of her frail yet enchanting silhouette.
She seemed to be concentrating on something, completely unaware of his approach.
“My treasure, your lady has arrived.”
She emanated a miserable and precarious atmosphere from her back.
She must be broken.
But that didn’t matter.
He had decided to break her in the first place.
What was broken could be mended again by him.
As he patiently waited, she finally turned around and looked his way.
“What have you been doing here? I’ve searched so many places…”
Arbes’ words trailed off.
What he saw before him was so shocking that…
“Hesilaya.”
She still had the most beautiful face.
But her entire visage was drenched in bright red blood.
And the owner of that blood…
Was a knight lying motionless before her, clad in jet-black armor.
The unwavering eyes of the great Demon King shook.
Hesilaya’s eyes widened as she rushed towards him.
And inexplicably, the Demon King was rendered unable to react.
Just like that.
Hug-
Hesilaya dove into the Demon King’s arms.
The Demon King was powerless against the smooth sensation spreading as their skin touched.
“Hesilaya.”
Her gaze was mere inches away, and it was utterly beautiful.
As he stared at her blankly, feeling as if something was being drawn away, Hesilaya gently blushed and kissed him on the lips.
The Demon King was taken aback by her sudden action, but the enchanting sensation on his lips slowly dulled his senses.
Slurp-smooch-
Hesilaya’s saliva flowing down his throat felt sweeter than any blood.
As she passionately kissed him, it felt as if she truly desired him, rendering Arbes helpless.
But that didn’t last long.
“Cough.”
The Demon King felt a nausea like something was melting inside him.
Pushing Hesilaya away urgently, she smiled as she spat out something she had been holding in her mouth.
And at the sight of her, the Demon King’s heart plummeted.
“What… what did you…?”
“I did it.”
Beaming, Hesilaya tripped Arbes by snagging his foot and climbed on top of him.
The Demon King could only watch helplessly, enduring the pain of his insides melting away.
Hesilaya gazed down at him with a face devoid of smile.
“Why are you hurting me?”
“What…?”
“Have you never felt holes all over your body?”
The Demon King’s eyes widened in shock at Hesilaya’s words.
“Hehe… every day, bone-crunching-”
The Demon King stared at her, feeling that something was completely off.
“Do you know what it feels like to die thousands of times?”
“I’m sorry. From now on, I will care for you properly—”
“Oh, I see you don’t know.”
Hesilaya flashed a meaningless smile with empty eyes.
“Have you ever eaten your own daughter?”
“…What?”
“Have you ever gnawed on a precious person’s head? Have you ever burst the heart of a cherished younger sibling? Have you ever devoured the flesh of a beloved sister?”
“…”
“Hehe… it was delicious… I just couldn’t stop…”
Hesilaya, covered in blood, pressed her face hard with her hands, laughing like a madwoman.
Arbes squeezed his eyes shut at the sight of her.
He never knew.
He never imagined she could break so completely.
He merely wanted to remove the names she had muttered every day.
He never intended to make Hesilaya like this.
“Hesilaya. I—”
“I’m hungry.”
Just moments ago, her darkened eyes sparkled fiercely.
Then, with a soft voice directed at the target of her gaze, she spoke.
“Please… be eaten by me. Will you do that?”
In that instant, Hesilaya’s eyes sparkled, and something surged within the Demon King.
A primal urge to obey her words began to dominate his entire being.
It was as though he had been brainwashed. The Demon King could only stare blankly at her and spoke softly.
“…If that’s what you want.”
Hesilaya beamed and brought her mouth to the nape of his neck.
Crunch-
She bit deeply into the nape of the Demon King.
Blood erupted forth like a fountain, yet even in that moment, the Demon King couldn’t pull his gaze away from Hesilaya.
Crunch-
Once more.
With the pain of flesh being torn off, fresh crimson poured out.
Hesilaya drank the Demon King’s blood eagerly, grinning with a rapturous expression.
“It’s so good… so good… you’re so delicious.”
The sight of her searching for something to find was unsettling, and the Demon King stammered.
“I’m… I’m sorry.”
Upon seeing her tilting her head in curiosity,
The Demon King looked up at her with guilt-ridden eyes and spoke.
“I never intended to make you like this. I just—”
“Shh.”
His words were cut off by her finger pressed to his lips.
Hesilaya continued her meal, ignoring his voice as she covered his mouth.
‘…What the hell have I done?’
Deep regret flooded in.
He thought breaking Hesilaya would make her dependent on him.
Now he regretted that foolish thought immensely.
But faced with an irreversible reality, he quietly closed his eyes.
His insides were melting with poison, and outside he was being devoured by Hesilaya.
Even for someone called the Demon King, this was an emergency situation.
He should have escaped at once.
But Arbes remained still.
“Delicious… hehe…”
Hesilaya was joyful as she drank his blood.
This was the only way he could repay the deep sin he had committed against her.
Thus, the Demon King began to slowly feel his magical energy leaving his body as he succumbed in Hesilaya’s embrace.
” Hehe…”
In the deep darkness of the cave that followed, only Hesilaya’s voice could be heard.
Having finished her meal, she gazed blankly upward while smiling.
Her smile was indeed present, yet there was an energy about her that seemed to scream of torment.
Behind her, the Demon King’s magical energy began to gather slowly,
And six ebony pairs of wings sprouted ominously from that place.
It signified one thing.
The death of the Demon King.
Simultaneously, the birth of a new Demon King.
It was the moment when the worst Demon King, never seen before and one that should never exist, was born.
“Ha… I’ve found it!”
At Sephir’s remark, the ground began to shake violently.
The sunlight in Athena’s eyes burned as if it was about to incinerate everything before them.
“Open it now.”
Sephir trembled slightly in response.
“I… I want to do that! But it takes time. Do you know how much power it takes to open the closed Gates of the Demon Realm?”
“What do you need?”
“A massive amount of mana to open the space, and a medium of the same level as the Great Demon Lord’s power.”
At Sephir’s words, Athena closed her eyes for a moment.
For nearly two months, she hadn’t even been able to sleep for an hour a day, but her heart raced more than ever.
“I’ll have to call for them.”
“Is that safe?”
Sephir asked with a worried expression.
It was only natural to be concerned.
The whole continent knew how mad they were right now.
But she felt similarly.
In front of Hera’s safety, she had no reason to hold back.
Athena spoke softly to Sephir.
“You stay out of sight of Lily as much as possible.”
She often mutilated demons, starting from their limbs, before torturing them.
If something were to happen, even Sephir might not be exempt.
“Okay.”
As Sephir nodded vigorously, Athena turned, ready to inform the others.
“Hera. Please just stay safe.”
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