Chapter 162 – Chapter 162. That Slut Made Her Virgin?
Idiot.
It is a collective term for the races born in an environment distorted by the demon lord’s power, and it was said that whenever the demon lord appeared in this world, such distorted beings would appear one by one.
Vampires who live by sucking the vitality of other creatures, half-human, half-beast beasts that are a mixture of humans and beasts. Dream demons who act as energy bodies without a specific body belong to such beings.
“And witches are humans who have awakened special powers by making a contract with the ‘ancient tribes’ who have accumulated power over a long period of time.”
“Are you talking about demons who have lived for thousands of years?”
“I may have lived a much longer time than that. But even those of us who have lived for hundreds of years, whose lives are empty and mad at pursuit of pleasure, how much stimulation do we really need to satisfy them?”
At the words of the bicorn, the sark smiled and went down the hill.
Even while walking down the dark night road, his gaze was directed to the embers he could see sparsely in the village in front of him.
“Because they are such empty beings, even the riches and honors gained on the battlefield cannot be regarded as a reward by the Ancients. The longing for life is never quenched by innate desire, but on the other hand, it means that one is not allowed to take one’s own life to end an empty life.”
The demons are a race that cannot consider suicide from their birth.
If you are looking for a place to die, you will choose to fight and die on the battlefield, but ancient species usually have accumulated enough strength to survive in such a harsh battlefield.
Even though he lived for such a long time and was born with power, he could not achieve what he wanted and escaped from the army of the demon king.
As there was not even a sense of kinship, they could not say that the existence of the demon king’s army, even the bloody battle between the demon king and the warrior, was a subject of interest to them.
Even if those two beings had the power to kill themselves, it would have been considered suicide from their point of view to deal with them who appeared in this world at any time according to the providence of the world and wielded great power.
“It’s a pity from our Demon King’s point of view. Not being able to attract beings who were born with much stronger power than us… If they were there, the task of annihilating humans would have been easily accomplished.”
“…Kuhmm, come to think of it, was your purpose to destroy humans?”
“Yes, of course. Weak, short-lived species that did not even receive the protection of the Demon King are eating half of the continent. Wouldn’t it be unacceptable for the noble blood flowing from the bodies of our vampire clan?”
A stern attitude that gets loose as soon as it is mentioned about humans.
That’s how humans were considered abominable from the point of view of srak.
It wouldn’t be strange if the officers of the Demon King’s Army had been destroyed long ago if they hadn’t put much effort into checking each other, but did they know that historically, the victory of mankind was the result of the self-destruction of the Demon King’s Army?
“Well, if that’s the reason, you should respect it as a colleague. Keuheum.”
On the other hand, in the case of Bicorn, the body promoted as an executive as the representative of the clan.
He took a neutral stance with no sense of duty and no hatred between races, but even such an attitude was appreciated from the point of view of Slark.
Unlike the other executives who were mad at keeping each other in check even when the organizational system was shaken due to a vacancy in the executives, the only person who would follow the recruiting of new executives to join the Demon King’s Army was a bicorn.
“By the way, Slark, you say you like explaining things, but why did you bother mentioning the Ancients just now?”
“Because the witches we are looking for are the ones created by the Ancients.”
“What? That a slut made her a virgin?”
Suddenly, at the startle of the bicorn, the srak stops for a moment.
With his characteristic eye smile, the srak raised his monocle and looked back at the bicorn.
“… Why is the story suddenly like that?”
“Didn’t I tell you earlier? Witches are usually made up of virgins.”
“Yeah, that’s right. Most witches who don’t get caught by witch hunters will.”
“On the other hand, if the Ancients had lived for thousands of years and had done all sorts of things, they would have had a lot of intercourse.
“…Um, yes. Well, maybe.”
Surprisingly reasonable, Srak lost his words.
It was disapproving that attention was focused on that side of a serious story, but for now, I decided to ignore it.
“Well, anyway, back to the main topic… Do you know why the ancient tribes, who regard everything in life as empty, make contracts with humans?”
“Kheum, why?”
“It’s because they’re the ones who feel the least interest in their empty lives. If I were to compare them to humans… Yes. One day, while I was on the road, ants who could speak human language gave me a lump of sugar and asked me to grant their wish. It’s like watching it rain.”
A secret technique that allows you to make contracts with ancient tribes that have been secretly handed down among humans.
A witch is born by interacting with the ancient tribes through such secret arts and receiving their power under the name of a contract.
From the point of view of humans, it is said that it is caused by sacrificing their dignity and humanity, but in reality, it is just a trick for the ancient people who long for entertainment to see what the humans who have interacted with them will do.
“The reason why the contract is harsh is because it makes humans react more interestingly, and even that doesn’t take into account the fight between the Demon King’s army and mankind at all. Do you know what this means?”
“…Kuhmm, what do you mean?”
“Humanity has the opportunity to wield the powers bestowed upon it by beings who do not harm it, but have done so in order to solidify their position.”
Isn’t that really foolish?
Although the power of the ancient tribes was impatient because the Demon King’s army couldn’t grasp it.
Even though they actually attracted their interest, they failed to recognize its value and turned it into a scapegoat for politics.
“Yes, it’s stupid. Humans are really stupid. To use talented people who might be able to change the game of war like that…”
After all, it’s good to get rid of humans for the sake of the world.
Having come to the same conclusion as usual, Srak gently lifted the silk hat he wore on his head and looked back at the scene he had reached.
A humble village nestled at the bottom of a hill where the sun never rises. It was a place where light had peeped through the windows before, but after they stepped in, only pitch-black darkness greeted them.
It wouldn’t be strange to think that the lights that had previously led them were mere hallucinations.
“…Kuhmm. In short, you’ve come all the way here to scout the virgins abandoned by those people, right?”
“Yes, but Mr. Bicorn doesn’t seem to like it that much.”
“It has to be. Kheum, if only I had known that witches were such a disgustingly smelly race… Kheum, keuhum…!”
A cough that gradually gets thicker.
Considering that the senses of the beast tribe are more extraordinary than that of ordinary demon tribes, you will immediately notice that there are beings swarming around this area that stimulate them.
“…This is true.”
This is the state that the slag has already noticed.
As I watched without dealing with it, the mana spread by someone started to spread where they were standing.
Many, not just one. The incense subtlely felt through the gap is unique to demons, but Srak could clearly feel the impurities felt through the gap.
“As expected, it seems unreasonable to want all the disgusting smells to be erased even if you have received the power of the ancients.”
The human smell that he detests the most in this world.
It usually felt unbearably disgusting, but today it was very welcome.
Because the owners of this smell inherited the power of the ancient tribes that they coveted so much, and even though they were born with such power, they were unfortunate fugitives who fled here after being betrayed by their own people.
Yes, they must have bad feelings towards humans too.
So, by holding hands with himself and standing on the side of the Demon King’s army, together, he would be able to receive help in slaying mankind.
-Jakjajak!!
The moment they were about to face the masters of magic with such anticipation, sharp weapons began to surround Sark and Bicorn.
No, to be precise, it’s a non-weapon creature.
Thorny vines surround them.
“This is really, why are you so vigilant in the yard trying to solve it through conversation…”
Excluding the Ancients, he is an executive of the Demon King’s Army with the best skills among the Demons.
Seeing that he does not give in even though he feels such power, it would mean that his nature does not escape foolish and arrogant humans.
Or that the power of the ancients is great enough to make them have that much confidence.
“Srark, what are you thinking?”
“Well, I expected this much, so I have to deal with it.”
I want to deal with it through conversation as much as possible, but if I can’t erase the wariness towards them, I will deal with it reluctantly.
Just as he was considering executing a few people as an example, the vines split and someone’s shadow began to appear.
Even among dozens of people standing all over the place, a presence that stood out with a unique presence made the sound of footsteps.
“…Everybody stop.”
The moment the voice of such a lofty existence resounded, the movement of the thorny vines that had been narrowing the encirclement began to stop all at once.
Those who controlled that power, at this moment, could not ignore the instructions of those who were approaching the Srark and Bicorn and withdrew their power.
“Everyone, step back. These are not people you can deal with.”
“Chairman, but…”
“Fighting is enough as a last resort. Don’t forget the purpose we established here…”
A woman responds to a childish voice coming from the darkness.
Afterwards, her silence came, and she resumed her stopped steps and began to take her place in front of Thrark and Bi-Con.
“It’s an officer of the Demon King’s army, Ro.”
“…Haha, you noticed right away.”
“Among the demons, it would be strange for someone with this much power not to be an executive.”
To judge the power of demons with only the naked eye.
No matter how much witches are said to have received the power of the ancients, it would not be easy since their basis is only human.
“But you also… As rumors say, you seem to have the ability to lead witches.”
Even as a human being, he is unusual.
Sensing this, Srak raised his glasses and began examining the figure in front of him with interest.
A mask that hides mysteriously colored eyes with elegant black hair.
A dress that exposed the breastbone and a hairy cape were not uncommon to see at a ballroom reserved for the upper class.
“…Beautiful.”
There is nothing lacking in catching the attention of Srark, who values noble lineage.
“Yes, you are really more beautiful than I expected. You are.”
Despite such sincere compliments.
The woman called the Head of the Witches’ Council just stared at the thraq with her nonchalant eyes, her hand on her voluptuous chest.
“…Did you come all the way to this hideout to give such a compliment?”
“Whoops, is that so? I was just surprised to find an unexpected treasure in a place I visited because I was on business.”
Even though she has bitten her men, the blade still stands in the voice directed at her.
But he is also a personality, thought, and thought, Srak smiled with satisfaction and bowed his head in a respectful manner.
“Nice to meet you. I’m the president of the Witches’ Association. My name is Slark, a key executive in the Demon King’s Army, and I’m the one who came here to recruit you as a new executive in the Demon King’s Army.”
“…Me, Demon King?”
“It’s a story that won’t be bad for you either. You’ll hate humans too, and the Demon King’s Army is a place where those who want to deal with mankind for a purpose are gathered.”
It would be an offer that witches who hated humans could never refuse.
Feeling so confident and waiting for an answer, Srak’s gaze suddenly turned to his colleague next to him.
“Hmm.”
To her bicorne, who focused her attention on her from the moment her president appeared.
Upon reading the sincerity felt in that gaze, Srak felt uneasy and asked.
“Bicorn? You’re not going to run into her, are you?”
I wish I would have rushed at it when the negotiations broke down.
“Come on? It can’t be.”
Bicorn stares at the president of the Witch Council with his chin on his chin at such a question from Slark.
Then he started stroking the hair growing on his chin, drawing a satisfied smile on my lips.
“There’s no way I would wave my hand at a woman of such great charm, right?”
“Ah, that’s good…Yes?”
At the words of the bicorn, Srak looked back at the president of the Witch Council with a blank face.
What a great attraction
A witch who maintains her virginity at all times, a chastity hater feels that way?
