Chapter 1018 – Episode 931 – Second Duel! Second Bet! (3)
In a way, it’s natural. Clea is a female that ranks at the bottom among negative numbers in terms of combat power.
That’s not because Clea is weak or anything. Because she is a pure healer with no skills that can be called attacks.
Rather than directly participating in the attack, his role is to assist the Demon King and other negative figures. As such, its solo combat power was lacking compared to other negative numbers.
However, that does not mean that it is at a level that can be ignored. As she has been the Demon King’s female for many years, her level is level 74, the highest level among the heroes.
Ordinary inferior species whose limit is around level 50 at best are no match for Clea just because of the level difference.
But if you look at whether the warriors are different, there are tens of thousands of warriors above level 70. No, this is an area that only about 50 people in all of Essentia have reached.
Even though Clea is a healer and a warrior with infinite energy. Still, in order to compete with Clea’s level, the opponent also had to be a warrior with the minimum level.
The level may vary slightly from hero to hero. Excluding factors such as differences in equipment and surprise attacks, I think a 50/50 fight is possible around mid-level 60.
That was the level difference between levels that Essentia humanity had learned experientially.
Then, Hero Knight is now facing Clea. What about a female named Monica?
Level 71, which corresponds to the lower to mid-level royal knights. In terms of level alone, it may seem like you are being pushed back a bit.
However, even though she is not flashy, she has flawless swordsmanship. An all-round knight who can use even mid-level magic of various attributes.
Not only was he capable of responding to almost any situation, but he also had a calm personality that did not lose his composure even in moments of crisis. Even if the level was a little high, it had to be an opponent that Clea, a healer, could never defeat.
Okay. I had to do that…
“Ha, ha… No way… What is this…”
But what kind of situation is this?
About 10 minutes have passed since the confrontation began. First, it was Monica who was breathing heavily, not Clea.
‘What are these demons… How can they be so strong…?’
Cold sweat running down Monica’s cheeks. This is not simply because Monica is tired.
In terms of combat power, he is at the bottom among the Royal Knights. Monica competes for first and second place in terms of her ability to understand the situation.
The reason she was breaking out in a cold sweat right now was because her keen and accurate intuition had figured out that she could never win against Clea in front of her.
‘It definitely feels like the same level as the wizard in the last fight… So, Sir Radin didn’t lose because he was excited… What are you saying is that these demons are strong enough to overwhelm me and Lord Radin…?’
Clea doesn’t particularly use magic, and I haven’t even seen the true skills of all the negative figures.
But for some reason, her intuition tells her that no matter which demon player she fights, she will be the same as now.
She didn’t really calculate anything, and even Monica herself wasn’t aware of it. Now, with her keen intuition, Monica had almost accurately guessed how strong her negative numbers were.
‘Huh, how did I not see these people? Maybe these demons are even better than Sir Orlando…’
Monica’s judgment was almost accurate. However, there was one thing that was wrong.
Except for the most recently joined Astaroth. Now, thanks to the monster hunting that the Negatives set out to do when they are bored and the power of the Demon King that they have continuously accepted, all of them have surpassed level 70.
Even if you include Astaroth, who is still mid-level 60. The average level is nearing the mid-70s.
However, what is more important than the level factor is the fact that they are negative.
Senses, potential, the cells that make up the body, and the energy they contain
They are all beasts that are superior to inferior species. But they are a higher species of beasts, created to lead those beasts.
Unfortunately, the number that represents the power of life in this universe is the level. The calculation method was too old-fashioned to express the power of negative numbers and beasts.
Levels of negative numbers calculated in the way inferior species are judged, without reflecting the elements of beasts.
No one right now. This is a fact that even the Demon King does not know, but if we calculate the levels of negative numbers and beasts according to the level system of the universe, which will be improved accurately in the future, it is about 10 times the current level.
If calculated according to the improved level system, the levels of inferior species remain the same as the current values. The level of negative numbers is approximately 700 to 800.
The livestock belonging to the Demon King’s army are between levels 100 and 500, and the untrained, sickly livestock are between levels 10 and 20. Does the level of inferior species have any meaning?
Orlando? Even though he is the strongest warrior of mankind. Even so, he is a weak male who cannot even defeat the Demon King’s army soldiers.
Not maybe, as Monica thinks. Orlando was, of course, an inferior male who could not overcome negative numbers.
“Haha…! Kk, haaaaap!!”
“I think you’ve already sensed the difference in level… You’re surprisingly persistent♥ Hehe♥ Do you like it, Monica?”
“Kyaha!? Ugh, ah… Uh, how, oh…”
As for weapons, they are either a staff or a light dagger that amplifies holy magic. The whip I borrowed from Cecilia is a weapon I’ve barely even used.
However, every time Clea applied a clumsy whip, Monica’s greaves were torn or destroyed, unable to withstand the force.
Before we knew it, Monica had left everything but her boots. It looked like she was wearing torn pieces of cloth.
“Eight♥ Now♥ You can still move, right? Try one more time♥”
“Kyaa!? Wow!? Ugh!?”
“Ahaha♥ You have the face of a lady, but you scream like a young female♥ You have a surprisingly cute side, Monica♥”
Easily avoid or block Monica’s attacks. Clea swinging her whip as if she was playing.
As the whip dug into Monica’s body, her armor missing, red blood leaked through her tattered pieces of cloth.
“Ah, ah… Uh, stop… I lost, I lost… Now, I surrender…”
“Oh? Are you going to surrender already? Aren’t you going too fast? I haven’t even been able to enjoy it properly yet♥”
No matter how much is at stake, it is a contest. An overwhelming gap that makes the will to fight disappear.
In fact, she tried to declare her defeat when Monica saw the gap that could only be felt if she fought. Clea, who saw Monica put down her sword, approached Monica with a strange smile.
“Oh no, there shouldn’t be any wounds on the female’s body♥ I’ll heal it first, ma’am♥”
“To? Ah? Ah, ahaaaaa!?”
Big and small wounds all over Monica’s body.
There, when she extends her hand to the wound on Monica’s side, an ominous light shines in Clea’s hand.
A dark light that seems somehow bewitching but also sinister. The moment the light touches Monica’s body, a tingling sensation spreads.
The lewd yet sacred energy of a saint who serves the devil healed Monica’s wounds and at the same time gave her unreasonable pleasure.
“Ah, ah!? Ugh!? Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah!?”
“Hehe♥ Are you feeling good, ma’am? Because the wounds still remain♥ let’s continue to heal♥”
Very slowly. Monica’s body is slowly healing.
Every time the wound heals like that. A strange pleasure seeps through the wound.
It’s not like my genitals are particularly stimulated. A strange feeling of pleasure, as if the cells in the wounded area were being caressed.
Because of that strange pleasure. While Monica was being healed by Clea, she climaxed several times.
“Ah, ahi…♡ Ah, ahaang♡ Uhaaan…♡ What, what… This…♡”
What kind of ability is this?
As she is a hero knight, she has countless experiences with healing from priests. But a power that is not even remotely similar to those healings heals her own wounds?
There were also priests among the demons who believed in goddesses? No, more than that, why does healing this demon feel so good?
The sacred law of priests, where faith is reflected in the energy possessed.
Because it was the healing of Clea, a saint of the Demon King Church, who changed the object of faith to a being called the Demon King. In a way, it was natural for Monica to feel embarrassed by Clea’s healing.
“Hehe♥ You look really cute, ma’am♥ Do you think you can enjoy this more in the future?”
“Huh…? Ah♡ Ji, what now…?”
“I was just saying to myself♥ You don’t have to worry about it♥ Well, I think my wounds have all healed… Shall we try to wrap this up?”
As Clea talks about wrapping things up, Monica thinks of Radin’s head in Lisbeth’s hand.
Monica felt great fear for a moment, wondering if she was going to die like that too. Clea stood up Monica with a gentle smile.
“Hehe♥ Your skin is more elastic than I thought♥ Is this because it’s a hero knight?”
“Ah, ah!? Now, wait, what are you doing now…!?”
Clea made Monica stand up and headed towards where the hero knights and VIP spectators were.
After going behind Monica, Clea grabbed Monica’s breasts as if showing off to her hero knights.
“Yeah, is it roughly the size of Lyanna? But she feels stronger than Rihanna ♥”
“Ah, ah♡ Wait…!? Why did you suddenly do such a ridiculous thing..? Ah♡”
Clea’s hand gently massaging Monica’s breasts, as if evaluating Monica’s breasts.
Clea, who was massaging Monica’s breasts, soon put one of her hands between Monica’s crotch.
“Ah, ahhh♡ ah♡ ang♡ ah ang♡♡ s-stop♡ s-don’t do this…!”
“Hehe♥ If you say it like that, it’s like rape, right? It’s not even that he’s a male♥”
“Ah♡ Ahhh♡ Ahhh…! Then… Why, suddenly, do something like this…!”
“I just want to make sure the wound has healed well♥ It’s okay not to be too nervous♥”
There was a slight scratch on her chest. There’s nothing like that about the pussy.
However, Clea shamelessly caresses Monica’s body while saying that she is just checking.
The wounds are gone, but the body is weak and the intuition that can never be defeated. And the shame of being seen by others was making it impossible for Monica to shake off Clea’s hand.
“Ahaaang♡ Ah♡ Well, if you touch me like that…♡ Ahhh♡ Everyone♡ Don’t look at me♡”
“Cook, cluck ♥ I can’t believe she’s already spilling love juice this much ♥ It looks like she’s about to urinate ♥”
“Ah♡ Ahaha♡ Ahi♡ Those, those♡ clothes♡ Ah♡ No♡ I kept walking away♡♡”
I tried to twist my body when I saw the Royal Knights shouting something outside the barrier. Clea’s arm strength that does not allow her to escape.
Although there are some things that cannot push away negative force. In fact, Monica was in a state where she truly had no intention of breaking away from Clea.
It has to be that way. What is now in close contact with Monica’s body is a sensually soft body.
That softness and the sweet smell of Clea’s body were such an ecstatic stimulation, even if it was the same female.
A strange sensation, as if a cock that did not belong to one was burning. Monica is embracing Clea without even realizing it due to the negative pheromone that makes even females horny.
Although she feels so humiliated on the inside and refuses with her mouth. Still, the body was in a very honest state.
“Hehe… ♥ Her appearance ♥ her sensitivity ♥ she’s a very, very good top-class female ♥ I don’t think it would be a waste to be a knight?”
“Ah, ahi♡ ugh♡ ahiik♡”
“How are you, ma’am? Stop wondering if you are a hero knight or not… ♥ How about becoming a paladin of the Demon King’s Church, protecting me and the Demon King?”
Stimulating Monica with negative body odor and gentle touches. Clea approaches her ear and whispers dirtyly.
Her incredibly sweet and gentle voice seemed to seep into Monica’s ears.
“Oh, ahi? Clothes♡ Ma, Demon King’s Church? Paladin? Ah, ♡”
“Hehe♥ Are you curious? What the Demon King Cult is and what a Paladin means♥ But there is too much to talk about to explain it now♥”
“Ugh♡ Clothes♡ Ohho♡ Ah, ahaang♡”
“For now, just know that it’s an invitation to change jobs♥ I plan on discussing more details later♥”
How can there be such a sweet voice?
It’s not just something you hear. A soft voice that seems to seep directly into the brain.
To the ears of Monica, who didn’t know what to do with that voice. A provocative voice flowed in, as if telling me to remember this much.
“Helmut’s command center is now a VIP-only hotel ♥ We have prepared a church for the Devil’s Church nearby ♥ If you are interested, please come to that church ♥”
It’s clear that he’s making a verbal recommendation. But for some reason, Clea’s voice felt like a command rather than a recommendation.
Clea, who gave Monica a command instead of an order, eventually revealed her true form as a beast…
The long tongue of the beast’s body was pushed into Monica’s ear.
“Clothes!? Ah, ahi!? Uhhhhh ♡♡♡”
The dizzying sensation of something entering a hole where it shouldn’t.
Before I even got startled by that sensation. A soft tongue stimulating Monica’s insides.
The tongue lightly tore the eardrum and penetrated into Monica’s insides, and eventually dark and sticky saliva flowed out from the tongue and coated Monica’s insides.
“Ohho♡ Ahi♡ Ah♡ Aah♡ Ah♡ Ahi♡ Euhiik♡♡♡”
His eyes rolled back, and he reacted as if something had stimulated his nerves. Monica painting the inside of her head with the sticky saliva from Clea’s tongue.
It took several minutes for her to respond to the stimulation by spewing out her love juices loudly. Eventually, Clea’s tongue finished its work and came out, healing Monica’s eardrum.
“Yes ho♡ ah♡ ahi♡ euhiik♡”
“Chulup♥ … Cukukuk♥ It’s so ugly, Monica♥ You’re so cute♥”
A married female over 40 years old and the mother of two children. Since she was a noblewoman with a high title, her dignity could be felt before the confrontation began.
But now, he has his eyes rolled back in an unsightly way. Monica collapses and urinates.
Clea, who was looking at Monica with the eyes of an animal covered in her black masturbation, soon smiled at the devil in the VIP audience as if reporting that she had completed her mission.
