Chapter 18 – The Story After the Ending
Episode 18 The story after the ending
“Ikarut. I came to report urgently… Only.”
It’s cold, it’s cold.
Mamon’s face hardened at the obscene sound of something speeding up.
His eyes turned downward, and then he clicked his tongue briefly.
Ikarut corrected her posture and lifted the chin of the sucking saintess.
‘I thoroughly enjoy it.’
Lesilia licked up from the pillar of her cock all the way to the glans, smiling brightly.
I wonder if I learned it from a sidelong glance from the succubus.
He raised his hand that had been holding his chin up and stroked his hair as a sign of praise.
Mamon cleared his throat and continued.
“The Albiag Empire requested an informal meeting.”
“Have you conquered defeat?”
“Yes, now the war has come to an end.”
The shoulder of the saintess who was listening below trembled.
Truly, the human world has been defeated. Unlike the Demon Realm, various countries existed, so even if the central church was destroyed, the intertwined imperial authority would not disappear overnight. It just disintegrates and slowly breaks down.
Ikarut, aiming for trouble, first hit the church, the center of harmony between nations.
‘It’s really over.’
When the saintess, the representative of the church, surrendered, the nations admitted defeat one by one as planned.
In particular, if the Albiag Empire, which had strong national power, raised the white flag, it would be a complete victory for the Demon World.
Ikarut, who was worried about the variable of being a hero, finally felt comfortable.
“Looks like things are going faster than expected.”
“You’re going to get busy soon.”
Mamon glances under the desk and bows.
Knowing the meaning of the aide’s gaze, Ikarut silently nodded.
Then, he glanced at the saintess. He was on his knees and his face was bowed.
A shadow was cast over the sides of her hair. I couldn’t figure out what kind of expression the saintess was making.
***
Two days later.
Ikarut responded to the informal meeting requested by the Albiag Empire.
“Thank you for listening to the lowly request, Ikarut-sama.”
The emperor, who ran one step onto the red carpet, prostrated himself low. Knights lined up on both sides and trumpets were blown.
In front of and behind the group of demon lords, shamans danced and scattered pollen.
Far from the bleak atmosphere of a defeated country, it was a festival. Rather, they rejoice and even welcome them.
“Puhelhel, it’s so nice to see the animals yawning!”
“Oh, Baalzebub, your breath stinks♡ Can you please shut that mouth up?♡♡”
“How dare a bitch raise her voice against Baalzebub?! You have to grab that cow’s udder or something!”
“Ugh♡ You talk a lot about having a dick full of fat♡”
“?!! This, you fucking bitch!”
“Shut up, both of you.”
High-ranking demons exchange childish quarrels at a place where they have to keep their dignity.
Baalzebub and Lilith, who were fighting aung daung from behind, screamed at Mammon.
Baalzebub, who was lower in rank than Mamon, was mumbling and muttering. Lilith was watching the humans with a single smile.
“Aren’t you tired from coming to the distant human world? We also prepared a resting space and dinner, so please enjoy it to the fullest.”
“Okay, go inside and listen to your business.”
“Ah, yes! All right!”
Ikarut’s group led the talkative emperor and followed.
It’s great to live. The humans gathered here pretend to be happy, but he harbors anger.
The demons, who had already noticed the light death that terrifyingly pursued every step they passed, laughed inwardly.
“Meet Demon King Ikarut.”
Kung, when the castle gate opens, the high priest who was waiting raises his greetings.
‘This is the one who used her saintess as a shield and fled from the battlefield.’
The high priest, who should have been killed by piercing his heart as an example, was staying in the castle, hiding behind the emperor.
Looking at the 300 thinly torn eyes, he remembered the corporal who had bullied him in his previous life, and he barely resisted wanting to tear him to death on the spot. Contemplation is a science, and the High Priestess was a traitor famous for attacking the main character in the Artis game. He may be plotting a plan to cause a rebellion with only one result outwardly.
Click.
“You can go in this way.”
Spacious reception room.
The emperor leads directly to a chair decorated with gold.
Walking up the narrow stairs, the other demons followed the demon king who sat in the chair, and took their own seats.
The Emperor and the High Priest knelt in the opposite seat. It was a humiliating posture, but their expressions were spleen.
“So what do you who are defeated want?”
The unwanted hospitality ceremony and the intention of requesting an informal audience were obvious.
Ikarut, chin down, had a bored expression on his face.
Seeing the arrogant and authoritative victor, the high priest clenched his fists as if indignant.
The emperor notices the high priest and exchanges glances with the servant waiting next to him.
“Please accept the present first.”
“Hmm?♡ What is it, are you flattering already?♡”
“Pu haha! After all, it’s a cattle-like idea! Did you know we would love something like this?! That is a miscalculation!”
Lilith and Baalzebub laughed and laughed at the stupidity of humans.
The corner of the emperor’s mouth trembled, but his artificial smile did not break. With a quick glance, a servant holding a packing box approached with a smile. I knelt down next to Ikarut and politely handed him the box.
It was large and heavy for a box.
“Ikarut. It would be better not to accept useless items.”
The aide, Mammon, put the palm of his hand in his ear and whispered.
And I was wary of the box that I didn’t know what was in it.
“It’s just a gift from our heart.”
The high priest’s lips twisted as he continued to watch.
As Mamon’s eyes narrowed sharply, the high priest lowered his face pretending not to know.
Eventually he accepted the packing box. Ika Root felt a sense of déjà vu at his heavy weight.
I opened the box on the spot and immediately took out the item.
“…”
Haha! It’s been a while since my belly button fell off! To sacrifice the head of a hero himself, the first time I feel sorry for the hero who guarded these worm-like livestock!”
Baalzebub laughed loudly, even holding his belly button at the cruelty of human beings.
It was the neck of a warrior who had received an oracle. Even though I felt a unique heterogeneous energy.
‘It’s fake.’
Gender was male. Excluding Baalzebub, the other two demons exchanged glances.
This was an obvious deception by foolish men. Because he knew the identity of the warrior who had received the oracle, he stayed still as if dead.
The mischievous Lilith also noticed the smiling Baalzebub. Baal Zebub, who read the cold atmosphere late, saw the demon king’s expression and he hurriedly shut his mouth.
“I will ask again. What do you guys want enough to put up a fake?”
Ikarut snapped his fingers. Pop! A huge aura was emitted, and the throats of the fake hero and the servant who delivered the gift burst at the same time. The inside of the clean reception room was covered in blood.
The complexion of the high priest and the emperor who saw this in real time became white. The brave emperor trembled and stuttered his words.
“If Ikarut rules the Albiag Empire, is it okay if I ask Deotran Rohart to act as a proxy… ?”
A moment of silence ensued. The demons exchanged incomprehensible glances with each other, and the corners of their mouths trembled.
“Pooh!”
“Kyahahaha! Did you hear Baalzebub?♡ As expected, you should pull out your tongue, do you want to come to your senses?♡”
“For a bald-skinned cattle, you used your brain! Fuhahahaha!”
Except for Ikarut, the demons burst into laughter.
In the pyramid hierarchy, where only those with strong power lead and rule, humans were in a much lower position than lower level monsters. The demons were disgusted by the behavior of the livestock, who considered them equal to their master and proudly demanded cleanup by proxy.
The High Priest and the Emperor, who knew nothing, were terrified.
So Ikarut decided to tell them the truth that they didn’t know.
“The saint you praised is now living as a slave.”
“… ?! Uh, what… ! Are you really alive?! Isn’t the saintess martyred?!”
“What are you talking about? She surrendered voluntarily and became my slave.”
The emperor, who raised his head, was embarrassed. The face of the High Priest next to him was frozen like a statue.
Apparently, she didn’t know if the saintess was alive or dead.
“Insignificant things. You are nothing more than cattle worse than the saints enslaved. Know my subject and play your mouth.”
“To think that the saintess admitted her defeat…This nonsense…”
Faced with their hopeless expressions, Ikarut laughed inwardly.
It was pitiful to see the pigs and dogs wriggling to somehow stay in the sweet power.
After covering his mouth with his clasped hands, he lowered his eyes in contempt.
“If you bring back a true oracle warrior, I will give you the position you want.”
When I played the game as a hero, I was very much rolled by the NPCs in front of me.
I didn’t particularly like the High Priestess who only gave me troublesome quests.
So, Ikarut intended to use them to get the ending of conquering the human world properly.
They were the ones who would do anything for power, and they openly treated the warriors who received the trust.
“… Is it okay if I just have my life attached to it?”
The high priest’s eyes narrowed.
You don’t lose your expectations either. The Church betrayed the warriors for power.
This was also a scenario he experienced a lot while playing a hero in his previous life.
***
After signing a simple treaty, they participated in the dinner.
A variety of delicious food was lined up, and shamans were dancing to the music of the orchestra.
Celebrating the defeat of the human world was quite contradictory.
“Phehehe! Bring more, more food!”
“Haaang♡ Look at this bouncy glans♡ It’s so cute♡”
Baalzebub, who was greedy for food, sighed at the handmaids who were carrying the food, as if the amount was not full even though he had poured a lot of food into his stomach.
Lilith mates with human male bodies and consumes Yang energy to her heart’s content.
It was a lascivious, wild dinner.
Mamon, who was with her, also sips alcohol as if she gave up nagging.
“I am relieved that you enjoyed it.”
“Okay. If they didn’t, they could get blood on their hands.”
“Is that so…”
Apparently, the demons were strict. If dinner hadn’t been to my liking, all the humans here would have had their heads pulled out and rolled around.
It was a thousand times fortunate for humans. Then, in Ikarut’s field of vision, a woman came with a bottle of wine.
Her dark blond hair slicked down to her slim waist, and the curves of her torso set her well-shaped breasts in place. Her slender legs accentuate her beautiful legs and naturally draw attention to her back, regardless of gender. She was a typical slender beauty.
And Ikarut knew her very well.
‘The main heroine appears.’
Elise Rohart.
He was the only princess of the Al Biag Empire.
If you play the main character, she is a supporting character who appears often and is a character who can even marry after having a fling.
The popularity of the heroine was so great that it competed with the saint for first or second place.
“I will see you, Demon King Ikarut. I am Elise Rohart, the last princess of the Albiag Empire.”
Elise put her hand on her chest and greeted her.
Seeing her up close, she was as good-looking as a saint. Her eyes are a bit droopy, but her arched eyebrows give off a haughty look.
“I’m posting my greetings late because I was busy preparing to see Ikarut. Please have a merciful heart.”
“Never mind.”
“Thank you. It is an insufficient dinner made by lowly people, but I hope that noble people will enjoy it.”
When you hand over the empty glass, the wine fills up.
Eyes that curl round. There was a sad anger in that smile, and anyone could tell.
I stare at the beautiful Elise’s face and quietly drink her wine glass.
Soon, she felt a pungent taste on the tip of her tongue.
