Revenge Hero BAD END 270

Chapter 270 – #59 Tryst With Chris, the Hero’s Friend (1)

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——The end is near.

The winter he enjoyed with Emilia had passed, the spring had passed, and now the hot summer was approaching.
It seems that not too long ago, I enjoyed the flowers that had sprouted around me, and enjoyed a spring outing with Emilia and a number of ‘pets’.
But now that the time has come to worry about bugs and dripping sweat rather than just enjoying flowers, I got a strange feeling.

Of course, the count feels comfortable in any weather, perhaps thanks to the power of the demon king, and it’s not a big problem because the magic tool he made drives away insects.
However, when appreciation is different, the way we look at things also changes.

‘By the way.’
‘The outdoor play I enjoyed with my love Emilia before was fun.’

The time they once enjoyed together in their estates and on the streets of the cities they ruled.
In a thrilling situation where you don’t know when and who will come, time to join your lover in the dark as a friend.
I remember that the Count’s penis became harder, probably because of the tension, and Emilia’s vagina was also tighter and hotter with nervousness.

Even after that, Emilia often wished for the same kind of experience without her words.
The Earl sensitively notices Emilia’s feelings, and what she wants… No, she made me experience more than that and enjoyed it in various ways.

It’s a good memory when I think about it now.
The Count records his daily life in a diary with his magic, and the memories with Emilia, which he has already amassed in dozens of volumes, will surely become irreplaceable treasures to the Count.

Memories with Emilia.
Is Emilia.
His love, his lover, the object of his irreplaceable affection.

“Excuse me…』
“Hey, are you okay? Can I help you with something? Do you need help?』

… Remember
The voice that I heard one day.
The young voice he heard when he needed help the most.

——Come now.

If you think about it now, what does it mean?
It won’t remain in anyone’s memory anyway, meaningless… It’s just a lingering feeling of being alone.
All the records that had been written since he fell in love with Emilia were placed in a space where only the Count could come and go.

That space was in the back of the very special study that Emilia usually used.
It is disguised with magic and cannot be accessed without going through special procedures… That’s why the count put very precious things there with peace of mind.

And that space.
Soon, with time, it will be forgotten from everyone’s memory.

Yes.
With the fate of the Count soon to come, he will soon be forgotten along with him.
Without anyone using it anymore, without anyone noticing… Until one day the magic breaks, the mansion’s buildings collapse, and everything weathers and disappears… You will spend all these years without anyone noticing.

It’s coming soon.
Soon now

Finish all the things the count promised, and——Until death.

Now, soon

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“… After calling someone, why are you sleeping quietly?”

The Count’s thoughts, which had been half-dream, were interrupted by a disgruntled voice.

A cool night in early summer.
A narrow study with an open window.
Chris had come to that secret space, different from the study that Emilia often used, that only the Count used closely.

Half Demon Chris.
【Hero】 A friend of Emilia and Princess Mine.
And, a woman who came to rescue her friend but fell into the count’s slave and fell into the cockpit.
The Earl looked at Chris for a moment, pressed her between her eyes, and said.

“… You must have slept for a while.”
“Then I’m going to go and sleep. Why do people call and leave? If you haven’t slept well for the last few days, shouldn’t you be resting in your room at a time like this?”

It was a brusque tone and voice, but it contained unmistakable concern.
Chris really hates Earl Meln, but hates him so, so, so much.
But since he spent close to a year with him… He may have been a little bit unlucky.

“Even though I want to sleep, it’s really hard to sleep… If you try to fall asleep, you’re going to be so noisy here.”

Saying that, the count tapped his head.
The count is the body that absorbed the [Egg of the Demon King] That was divided into fragments.

Demons riddled with desire.
Having absorbed everything from the king of demons, there was no way the count could be fine.
At least, the memories and desires of the demon king for hundreds or thousands of years are not something that humans who live only about 100 years at most can handle.

The Count of the past was a very gentle, honest, and upright man who could not tolerate injustice.
That such a man treats women as slaves, plunges others into ruin without blinking, and does not hesitate to do all sorts of iniquity… It must have been greatly influenced by the demon lord’s magical power.
In fact, if he had been an ordinary person, not a count, he would have gone mad and lost his senses long ago.

He only glanced at him and said nothing, as he had only vaguely learned about it from his company with Count Chris.
I just ask the count with a calm and calm attitude.

“… How many fragments do you have left to absorb?”
“One.”

The Count responded promptly.

“The demon lord’s memories, magical powers, abilities, and physical characteristics… Absorbed all All that remains is the personality of the demon king himself.”

Just like that.
The Count’s appearance in Chris’ eyes was not an ordinary human appearance.
His white skin, characteristic of the Imperials, was dyed a dark brown as if it had been sunburned, and his eyes were a hideous red light.
It has four horns sprouting from its head that make it look ferocious, and I have also seen a tail that is hidden inside the body but can be pulled out at any time.

Of course, the modeling of the face was the count’s own.
However, the elements of the body and even the internal organs would have had the same functions and characteristics as those of the demon king.

“… What will happen if you finish absorbing one of them?”

Chris asks, still not agitated.
Even to that question, the Count gave an uncharacteristically sincere answer.

“This body will become the demon king. … I will die.”

The truth that Chris fully expected.
However, the ending will never be easy for me… He said calmly.
This is what he signed a contract with, the succubus Mona, who gave everything to him.
She, the left arm of the demon lord, is the demon tribe who played an active role as the demon lord’s leader in the past A contract with the condition that you do as you please with your life.

If the content of such a contract does not go to this extent, it is not profitable.
Currently, the demon lord has lost his body, and only ‘egg’, which condensed everything as a [Demon lord]—Memories, magical powers, and abilities, remained.
And the contents of the contract the Count made with Mona, while collecting the eggs that were divided into fragments, It was to use this body to resurrect the demon king.

He meticulously changed his human body to that of the Demon King.
And finally, by accepting the personality of the demon lord into this body and annihilating his own——the complete resurrection of the demon lord is achieved.

“What are you worried about? Aren’t you so hateful that I want to kill you? Wouldn’t that be something you should be happy about?”
“… Right, are you happy? But it’s just a pity that I couldn’t kill him with my own hands.”
“Huh, is that so? I guess so.”

Even at Chris’s words, the Count only laughed at what was so fun.
Chris glared at the count with stern eyes and tried to sit across from him.
But by order of the count, the action was stopped.

“I can’t. I can’t help it because I’m overflowing with desire. Chris, come this way.”
“…”
“Oh, take off your clothes on the spot. Because I don’t need it.”
“A rotten bastard.”

Chris cursed at the count, but obeyed his orders, the owner of body and soul.
He swears, but his face is flushed, and his heart is beating with anticipation.
Even if she pretends to be somewhat rebellious on the outside, she has already been heavily trained by the Count, and in her heart she longs for the Count anytime.

Squeak squeak… Took

Like that.
She took off all of her clothes, which were simple and thin, and threw them on the floor.
Just as the Count beckoned her, she sat on his lap facing him.
The Count stroked the face of Chris, who had approached him directly, and his exposed breasts.

“… Seeing your face makes me miss my love. It’s a pity that you’re here.”
“You talk real trash. More than that, you were too harsh. Lia, she passed out halfway and fell asleep.”

Earl Meln, who has not been able to sleep well for the past few days.
Although the reason why he couldn’t sleep was because, as he said earlier, he swallowed the ‘egg fragment’ and his mind became strange.
But more than that, there were times when he didn’t have time to sleep because he ate and raped Emilia to his heart’s content.

He had been clinging to her Emilia for two and a half days and had committed her.
Several times, thick semen was poured into the hole called the hole inside her.
He made Emilia climax several times, repeating her fainting and awakening in that way, and continued to be raped without a break.

And now, as if that was the result, he is completely exhausted and asleep.
I’ll wake up at noon tomorrow.
On the other hand, the Count, though he may be mentally, is physically strong.
With a short nap just a little while ago, the tiredness of not sleeping for several days completely disappeared and I was back to my original condition.

“What… I couldn’t help it. It’s only when I’m with Emilia that I get a little quieter.”

The Count said to Chris as if to make an excuse.
It is mostly when he is with a woman—especially Emilia—that he can be freed from the ‘voice’ that keeps recurring in his head.
Her voice inside her is silenced as she messes with Emilia and makes sure she is her own.
This is probably different from the Count’s own wish, a Within himself.Traces of the Demon KingSeemed to be

The 【Hero】 who defeated the demon king and caused the destruction of the demons.
The hatred and anger towards that hero must have remained in the ‘egg fragment’ absorbed by the count.
So while the Count loved Emilia, at the same time A feeling close to hatred of wanting to destroy the other personIs to coexist.

Chris, who knew the situation, glanced open saying that it was really complicated.
The Count pulls Chris’ slender waist even more and enjoys kneading her breasts even more…