Chapter 15 – This, This Is Mercun 129…(5)
After one affair, I neatly fixed Hawkna’s disheveled clothes and released the restraints holding her limbs. At the moment of her release, she knew that she would get slapped on the cheek or at least get kicked out for swearing at her, but, unexpectedly, there was no reaction.
Leaning against the tree she was tied to, she just stared blankly at me. Why is the kid like this? My kid isn’t like this.
“…Really, did you let them go?”
…Ah, was it because of that? Well, originally, bad guys never keep promises made in situations where they have an advantage.
I am a person who tries to keep the words I have spoken once from the beginning, unless there are unavoidable circumstances. And that habit is something I haven’t abandoned even now while I’m playing the villain.
If you leave her chained to her tree after you’ve raped her before then, she’ll be found by her group of warriors and will know what happened. In the first place, having a physical relationship with the hero’s colleague, Hochna, was not planned.
Suddenly misunderstood and attacked, and when the right circumstances supported it, he only did it because he was temporarily dominated by sexual desire, and he had no intention of laying a hand on the hero’s companions from the beginning.
Not because I hate NTR or anything like that, but because I was afraid that the hero would fail to defeat me if I did something like that. It is said that being a hero is very strong, but if your precious comrades have already fallen to the enemy, your mentality is bound to be shaken.
Even if that’s not the case, it’s a big deal if the fellow warriors with whom I’ve had a relationship hesitate to attack me at a crucial moment.
Anyway, today’s work should never be found out by the warrior’s party. Hawkna wouldn’t bother revealing the fact that she played with the enemy. It is many times better to keep her promise and let her keep quiet about it herself.
Even if I let her go in the first place, she won’t try to kill me again. Because she’s not a woman who makes the same mistakes over and over again.
…That’s it, and this is this. Even if you come to a rational conclusion in your head, you feel sad in your heart.
Hey, no matter how hard it is, you can’t believe it even though you’ve had a crush on him once. Of course, I made a promise before punching him, but he said that he would get hurt a little if he said openly that he didn’t trust me.
“What? Then you thought I would lie? This is a bit disappointing…”
“Honestly, there was no real reason on your part to keep that promise…”
No. I have a reason to keep it. If you just leave it and go and get caught by the warrior, you will be kicked out. Not me, of course, but the warrior.
The world is over when the hero, enraged at the fact that his colleague was raped, turns a blind eye and attacks me and loses. Even if he doesn’t attack, even if he breaks his heart saying that he was weak and let his teammates do bad things, the world is over.
With one word from her, the fact that I had sex with her is a great secret that could destroy the world!
…Is it too pretentious?
“So you thought I was lying? In fact, I tend to lie often, but I’ve never lied about sex with a woman?”
Promise to keep Because that’s a promise, um!
“Anyway, your arms and legs are working fine? As promised, I won’t touch your comrades. But aside from that, the guys who took your fellow warriors have business, so I’m going to go after them. Whether they’re after me, or your comrades Go back to where they are, do whatever you want.”
“…Then, I’ll follow you. I can’t leave Gordon and my comrades alone.”
“As you like.”
“Hey, can you help me out? Maybe my legs are weak, so I can get up…”
“…”
Really varied No, how weak can you get up with one ejaculation?
After I measured her sex level in her head with Mars her then her crap, she put her arm around her shoulder and supported her. But for some reason, her face is a little red and she can’t keep eye contact with me…
Well, it would be embarrassing to say that I felt it when I was semi-forced into physical intercourse by the enemy.
It is a sex fantasy that women feel good while being raped at random. In reality, it’s normal for her to just cry in fucking pain when she gets raped.
Yes. It’s normal to be sick. In a word, it is abnormal to feel pleasure and not pain after being raped. Hokna is well aware of that fact. Maybe it’s a miracle that he didn’t bite his tongue and kill himself right now…
I supported her and followed the trail left by the guys who kidnapped her Gordon. Ordinary people may not see traces of it, but I am different.
I can clearly see the traces they left behind.
Darkness is my jurisdiction.
“…Hey, can I ask you something?”
As I followed the trail they left behind, Hawk looked up at me with her slightly frightened face, perhaps feeling ominous that I was taking myself into the forest without a word.
“What?”
“That, over there… Is it not enough?”
“Ok?”
I wanted to know what she was talking about, but I burst into laughter as I watched her shy and unable to take her eyes off her lower body, which was still burning.
“…Honestly, I feel a little lacking, but it’s probably not what you think.”
“My, do you know what I’m thinking about?”
“You must have thought that you might be taken to a quiet place with few people and get fucked back and forth.”
“…!!!”
Hocked at the frivolous obscenity, her face turned red and her mouth opened like a goldfish, then she turned her head and muttered in a barely audible voice.
“…Well, I didn’t think of it that far.”
To be honest, I have nothing to say about misunderstanding like that from her point of view. If a bad guy who had a fight once had sex with him, released him as promised, and then took him to a secluded place, and even after doing so, if his lower body was still alive, it would be natural to think that way.
It’s honestly not a bad opinion. Her vagina was a masterpiece that made my mouth water even when I recalled it. Something warm and chewy is not enough at once. It is also a good idea to take her to a place where her comrades cannot run and sow seeds until she is satisfied.
…If I wasn’t just playing a villain, I was a real bitch, idioty villain.
I’m a lewd guy and a bad guy, but I’m just playing the role I’ve been assigned so as not to greatly disrupt the flow of the play. Honestly, if you want to do something worse, you can do it, but you don’t have to do that, so you just do it in moderation.
“Well, it’s arrival.”
With Hawkna supported by me, she reached a shabby house that appeared to have been abandoned by her master long ago. It’s an old abandoned house that looks lightly over 10 years since it was abandoned, but surprisingly, there were traces of people coming in and out. Probably the guys who kidnapped Gordon.
“Are the guys who kidnapped Gordon in here?”
“Yes. Their traces have continued here, and nowhere else. That means they are in here.”
“Okay. Right then…”
“Crazy?”
Without looking back at her, I pulled out her bow and arrow and stopped her from trying to get inside by grabbing her by the nape of her neck.
“Are you thinking about it or not? How on earth have you been traveling until now, how many opponents are inside, how they are armed, and how you have been traveling without knowing where and what the hostages are? “
“…Ah, that’s right. Oh, I was in a hurry.”
“Anyway…”
With the best search ability and long experience among the party, to fall into the flow of thoughts like this just because a comrade disappeared. There will be no other opponent in the world that is so easy to deal with.
If you just want to capture one of your comrades right in front of you and save the hostage, you’ll be able to tolerate even a ridiculous threat to throw away all your weapons and clothes.
Of course, I have no intention of using such a lame trick that would only be used in an erotic manga. If you do such a thing, you have to take care of the hostage, and it’s annoying to take care of the aftermath. I’d rather find an excuse and enjoy it lightly only when I want it from time to time. It’s less powerful and more comfortable.
“At times like this, it’s okay if you do this.”
Damn
As I snapped my fingers, a black mass wriggled out of my shadow. It eventually took the shape of a mouse. Of course it’s not a mouse. What kind of rat in the world would have eyes all over its body?
“That’s…”
“It’s a quasi-familiar that I just made. It has no combat ability and has a very short lifespan, but it’s perfect for reconnaissance.”
I let the familiar into the house, and pulled out another from the shadows. In the form of a kind of mirror, the landscape of the house where the familiar was located was reflected.
The mouse-shaped familiar is my own creation, so I can share its vision this way. Of course, normally, Saha did several times better than this, so there was little reason to use his strength for this purpose.
“In this way, we will enter after fully examining the situation inside. There is a possibility that they have set a trap in preparation for an outsider’s approach.”
“…Hmm.”
As I looked at the scenery of the house through the mirror in her hand, I thought that her face suddenly stiffened.
“Hmm? Why?”
“You, you… If you could use something like that… Would you have been able to see it before me and my colleagues attacked…?”
“Uh, but…De?”
Of course I’ve never had that.
“Yeah, then me and the kids washing up…”
…Is this woman crazy? All of a sudden, who is she calling a voyeur? Do you know what kind of peephole this is? I laughed out loud because I was dumbfounded.
“I’m sorry, but I’ve never used my powers for that purpose. To spy on a woman’s naked body with an ability that’s suitable for exploring an enemy’s ability in the first place, do you think I’d do something like that?”
“…Sorry for treating you as a pervert…”
“It’s much better to invite her to bed at night than to spy on her.”
“…As expected, you were a pervert! Don’t approach me, you pervert!”
I only cleared up the misunderstanding, but Hochna became more alert and withdrew from me.
“So, why the hell are you covering your body from earlier? We’ve already seen each other anyway.”
“#~&@%!?!”
… When she saw her for the first time, her older sister’s unique force that she felt was all broken. If she exhibits this and then calmly assumes her original attitude after regaining her mate, her cognitive dissonance is likely to come.
How on earth did a person with such a clear change in mood show such calmness until now…
I looked at her household through the hand mirror in her hand, ignoring me with a barren babble or spitting hawk. Her face hardened at the sight.
“…Why, why? What’s going on?”
She quickly managed her expression, but she noticed that my expression changed in an instant, no matter how mentally weakened she was, her characteristic quick eyes hadn’t gone anywhere.
“…No, nothing happened.”
“What the hell is going on? No way…”
I hid the mirror behind my back and made excuses, but even thinking about what I was saying, it was still a lie. And Hawk, what ominous imagination did I have?
And her face hardened as she saw the scene reflected in her hand mirror.
“…Ah.”
I cleared my throat and took her hand mirror back from her. To that action, she did not protest at all.
The scene reflected in the mirror, that is, the situation in the house that my familiar saw… Several naked women with beast ears and tails were forcibly undressing and trying to fuck and eat the resisting Gordon.
…A beast-man group reverse rape play, that’s one taste…
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“…I can’t honor your demands. So hurry and release me!”
“Hmm…”
The leader of the gang that kidnapped Gordon, a black-haired woman, was embarrassed by Gordon’s claim. She did not expect that he would reject their request for such an unreasonable reason, although she had found the most reckless of the nearby males and brought them safely to her nest.
She and her five men were prisoners who had fled from the kingdom of Elheim.
I don’t know if the bastard bastard, who wears a hat no matter how much he chews on it, tells a story that doesn’t sound like a word, ‘the usefulness of the fur of a beastman’ to a girl who doesn’t understand that common sense, but because of that, only the beastmen who built a village near the kingdom of Elheim and lived quietly I suffered a big blow.
As one of her tribe members, the only thing she could do against the army of the Kingdom of Elheim was to flee from there with a few members of her tribe younger than herself. No matter how much beastmen are a race with excellent physical abilities, there is no way they can win against a large armed army.
All the members of the tribe except for themselves were captured and skinned to death. At least, the good news is that the tyrant of Elheim slapped his neck after it was revealed that the words of the damn bastard were brainless without any proper basis.
There are already only six survivors of the tribe, including himself. What I had to do now was not pointless revenge. They had to survive. They had to leave descendants so that the fate of the tribe would not end in their generation.
Using an abandoned house they found while running from the army as their base, they planned to find a suitable target among the humans passing by and receive seeds from him.
However, there was one big problem with that plan.
The abandoned house they live in is that it was located between Ragnar Armageddon’s domain in Hermon Kingdom and Elheim Kingdom ruled by Violence.
Only the parties know what happened between the two, but anyway, the two almost neglected each other. Because of that, between the two, the temporary leader of the surviving beastmen, the black guy and his companions, kept waiting for a suitable male to pass by on a road no one used.
And today, for the first time in two months, someone used the road they were waiting for. That was Ragna Armageddon, the hero’s party and the owner of the Armageddon Territory.
Baron Armageddon’s encampment was overpopulated and heavily guarded, so a group of beastmen visited the warriors’ tent. And at that time, they found a seemingly strong male who was on watch, and immediately brought them to their nest.
But the male rejected their request. Negro and his tribemates were pretty enough by human standards of beauty, and they didn’t think he would refuse their request.
What? Isn’t it normal for human males to accept with delight when a pretty female like this asks them to mate?
“A woman who promised me a future is waiting in her hometown. So I can’t grant your request.”
And the reason he turned down the relationship was spectacle. The woman is waiting with just that?
What they wanted was not love, but seeds.
I didn’t really think that I wanted to be loved by this male. In order for the tribe to continue to pay, male seeds are needed.
They only need a strong male seed to produce offspring, and they have never asked their partner to take responsibility for the child that resulted from this. From a male’s point of view, it’s enough to just enjoy the day with pretty girls and forget about them.
Could there be better conditions in the world than this? Besides, for them, this wasn’t just an intercourse, it was a matter for the survival of the tribe. It is a must for them.
Negro and his tribemates explained all of this to him, but all he got back was a single, ‘I’m sorry’ refusal that didn’t feel the slightest sincerity.
“You can’t have a relationship with another woman in her, leaving her with the promise of her future.”
She realized
That you can’t convince this male with words.
But even so, if you just let this male go, you don’t know when you’ll find another suitable male.
In the end, the black man and his tribemates tried to force sex without seeking the male’s consent.
Red and Blue covered the male’s arms, Green and Yellow covered his legs, and Black covered his eyes and mouth. And the moment when Orange took off the male’s bottoms and tried to put his sheep into his body, which was smaller than he thought.
Jump.
“Even if I give you rice cake, would you leave the guy who doesn’t like it and have a conversation with me? Unlike that stubborn guy, don’t you think you and I can talk a little? Of course, talking with the body.”
The door opened, and a male, similar to the damn tyrant, but with a different, ominous aura, and a female, who looked at the male with an absurd look, burst in.
