Chapter 86 – Vs. Monma Shirka #02
Mongma is always born with a beautiful appearance.
When she was young, she was Mesgaki, a beautiful girl who makes normal men fall for her, and when she grows up, she becomes a beauty who can take out a man’s soul just by looking into her eyes her eyes. The more you eat, the more mature and thick it becomes. The concept of her getting old doesn’t exist.
So, when she was young, Shirka absorbed the energy contained in her beads that her mother had saved her while the dreamers of her age she tasted the joy, and she immersed herself in her magical studies and combat training of.
After independence from her mother her? Consuming human semen was an extremely inefficient method of routine collection. Even if you just absorb the energy that flows out after having a dream, if you increase the amount, you can collect 2-3 times as much energy as other dreamers.
‘I can do enough of dating and sex even when I get older! Aren’t there any men who say they don’t like demon dreams?’
Sirka had a bigger goal than her fleeting pleasure her. It was said that she was sealed with the Demon King a long time ago, but a hundred years ago, the seal was released by humans, and she gathered the scattered dream demons and made a great power.
“Poem, Shirka! I want to spend this New Year with you!”
“I’m sorry Kao, I can’t afford to pay attention to a man right now, so… Dating is impossible.”
In the society of dreamers, even after the coming-of-age ceremony, a virgin succubus is an imaginary being that cannot exist. Its sincere and diligent attitude her, which was even easy to get dirty, made many incubus hearts flutter. But Shirka rejected the men who approached her.
Refusing, rejecting, rejecting, not only dreamers, but all demons were courted more than 20 times a day, but Sirka refused all courtships, thinking that she might be neglected in pleasure.
Of course, it wasn’t that there wasn’t a man who made Shirka’s heart tremble.
“I, although I’m just a low-level combatant now, I want to become an officer of the Demon King’s Army with you!”
A werewolf childhood friend who has worked hard with him since childhood.
“It was you who woke me up from the sin of indolence and rejection of everything. Sirka. Would you please spend the rest of your life with me?”
A high-ranking demon who came to his senses after being slapped on the cheek for being rude to himself who had just been commissioned into the demon king’s army.
“It is true that at first I tried to play with you, a succubus and a virgin. But, right now, I only love you, Sirka!”
Even the best-looking incubus in the province, whom he met again after 20 years, who particularly bullied him as a child.
So many men wooed her. However, Shirka always firmly refused.
‘Sorry, but. If we meet again someday on the day my dream comes true, then…’
Sirka, who always had tears in her eyes and rejected the men who liked her, was finally noticed by Lilith, the dream demon lord she had longed for her entire life.
“Did you say sirka? Honey, you are a really fun succubus..♡ You can work as my secretary starting tomorrow.”
That night, Sirka enjoyed a drinking party alone and praised her long hard work. He started as a low-ranking dreamer, and after working hard, he finally became a high-ranking dreamer and Lilith’s closest friend to her. It was the year that Sirka turned 100 years old.
“Wouldn’t it be nice to live a little more leisurely from now on? I’m going to have a relationship that I haven’t been able to do, go on a trip, and have my first… First experience…!”
There was no concern about her age her. Among her demons her, her longevity her servants her overflowed, and there were many men who liked her. When she looked in the mirror, her appearance was not only beautiful, but also full of mature beauty.
However, Shirka did not know. He knew that during the 100 years he had worked hard, others also lived their own lives.
“Hello Sirka! Thank you for the gift you gave us the other day for our 28th son’s birthday! My Tarkan loves gifts too!”
A fresh young werewolf who wanted to become an executive like himself, he got married after settling down among the middle-class demons, and became a middle-aged man with 54 children and 22 grandchildren.
“Oh, Shirka-sama. Are you here to congratulate me on my fifth wedding? You are my lifelong benefactor, if it were not for you, I would never have known the joy of love.”
A high-ranking demon who confessed her love to herself but was rejected had already taken four more concubines from her after marrying another demonic maiden who soothed him in despair.
“Time flies so quickly… Our Hisoka left for the human frontline due to the shock of being kicked by you.
Incubus, the prettiest boy in the province who had vowed to wait for him for the rest of his life, went to the battlefield saying that he would become a man suitable for him, and died after being struck by the sword of the sword of the human empire. It has been 25 years since this year.
‘…What?’
Only then did Shirka begin to feel that something was wrong.
Men who followed them like them soon found a mate, formed a family, or died in a war with humans. The demons who hadn’t gotten married until then were only madmen, perverts, or eccentric eccentrics.
‘Ah, it’s still okay. Can I meet a new nice guy? There is no need to dwell on past ties!’
Shirka, who had only met men who said they liked her even if she stayed still all her life, started looking for a good man on her own due to an extreme man drought.
“Hey… Lucas, what’s on this vacation? If not, come with me…”
“Sir, if there is anything you want me to do, just tell me! For Shirka-sama, I will sacrifice my life to carry out your orders!”
“Oh, no, that’s not it… Just like a meal… “
“Indeed! Shirka-sama is telling you to bring in humans to gather energy! I will lead my men to capture quality human males!”
However, for the demons, the strong demons are not the ones to love, but the ones to obey. The young demons who fit their taste had only loyalty to Shirka, the great demon who would succeed Lilith, not romance.
“Sirka? Aren’t you a succubus who lives on a spider’s web? To be this old, her maiden her, a succubus, must have some trouble, so a little…”
“Eating over 100 years old and being a virgin! Then, isn’t it using divine power? Our family can swear an oath of allegiance, but we cannot marry our precious son to such a place!”
However, it wasn’t that demons of the same age or the same rank preferred Sirka. If you want a dream horse, there are many young dream horses, and a strong woman who can destroy her entire family if you hate her is not a preferred demon for marriage.
“….What? How are you?”
The dreamer Shirka, who has turned 137 this year, has become an old maid who has never been in love with her. Due to the influence of her belated love story and her decision her to give her virgin to the lover her, she is an old maid and the only succubus who has never had sex.
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Flinch!
“What, what…?! All of a sudden, this incredible magic…?! Are you still hiding this power?”
“Mu, step back, Unicor! That dreamer looks strange!’
Suddenly, the sharp demonic energy that spewed out around the dreamer, as if a life force had materialized, and Unicor and I hurriedly stepped back.
“Heh… Heh… I feel better now…”
Dreamma Sirka, who sobbed and started laughing in an eerie voice, shed bloody tears as she raised her head towards us.
“Old maid..? A web whore…? Call me whatever you want..!! Because this is the space that will now be your grave!”
“What crazy! Beware of Artin! Even among ghosts, virgin ghosts have the most resentment, but even that is an old virgin demon!”
“Stop talking about old virgins!!!!!”
She just said that she could call herself an old maid, but as soon as Unikor called her an old maid, Sirka, the dream magi, began to stir up a torrent of demonic energy.
I hurriedly opened my inventory, took out the divine catalyst, and began to cast spells at the tidal wave of black magic that intensely swallowed up even the pink mist of Lilith that had fixed the surroundings.
─Ceremonial Sacred Law: Guardian
When the holy power was wrapped around the catalyst and shone brilliantly, an absolute shield came out to cut off the tidal wave of magic that hit us, protecting Unicor safely.
Of course, in a situation where the divine power was hitting the floor in real time, I was doing my best to keep the shield lasting even for one second, reciting endless prayers over and over again.
“Oh, such a powerful power…! I heard that dream demons get their strength from spirit, but how does an old maid have this much magic…!”
“Shut up your mouth!! I will definitely kill you right here!!!”
In response to Unicor’s exclamation, the flow of demonic energy began to press us even more powerfully. This powerful attack was very embarrassing to me, who had only felt it in battle with the corps commander.
‘This, this is fucking fucked..! Are you returning from here…!’
I haven’t even gotten a clue about memory regression yet, but thinking I might die like this, I took out all the catalysts I’d prepared in advance from my inventory and maintained my protective shield.
“In the feathers of archangels, in the horns of unicorns…! Even the mane of the white lion! Artin, shouldn’t we have enough energy to deal with the corps commander!”
Unicor’s urgent cry was right. Most catalysts are materials that are quite expensive even in stores. It was just a valuable tool that shouldn’t be wasted on high-level demons.
Haha! Long-lasting, tough bugs! Even if it means using all my might and magic, I will trample on that life!”
However, there was no way to counter the suspiciously powerful magic of the demons. Even as time passed, the divine power contained in the powerful catalysts gradually faded and the protective shield of the Holy Law began to shake.
‘… Here, are you going to die? Not to the corps commander, but to a high-ranking demon?’
I thought it was a damn easy game since we all returned together, but the difficulty went crazy. At this rate, unless a ninja suddenly appears and defeats the dreamer, Unicor and I will die.
‘…But, as much as Unicor, it will be with us in the next life. Even if the other kids don’t remember it in the next life, let’s find a way together with Unicor.’
When I looked at Unicor with detached eyes, Unicor looked at me with sorrowful eyes and stroked my cheek.
“Don’t worry, Artin… I will be with you forever, in the next life, and in the life after that, even in the endless cycle of eons.
“…That’s kind of scary..Ugh…”
Before I could even say I was scared, Unicor hugged me by the neck and began kissing me thick and sweet. I was honestly a little embarrassed, but I accepted the kiss from Unicor, who died anyway, and hugged me.
“These bastards salted until the end!!! Kill it so that not even a piece of bone is left behind.
Aaaaa!!!
The moment the shield of my castle law was about to be shattered by the demonic energy of the dream mare, Sirka, immediately after hearing a huge explosion, Shirka screamed in agony and began to roll on the floor.
When the black demonic energy that Sirka had been emitting fiercely dissipated, I could see three pure white beams of light fired from Sirka’s back her. Shirka was suffering from pain as if her wings had been torn by the beam.
‘What is this magic?’
A three-pronged ray of light similar to the pillar of light that burnt Sirka’s wings earlier. I don’t know what it was, but it was clear that something was attacking that dream horse with tremendous power.
Soon, the three-pronged beam lost its power and turned faint, but Sirka still couldn’t escape from the shock and focused only on regeneration.
‘It is now. This is our only chance to make sure we deal with this spinster dreamer!’
I left behind Unicor, who was staggering because I used up all my holy power, and took out one of the artifacts I had prepared in advance from my inventory.
“Keep…Keep…Yes…Your guy…”
“Sacred fragment of God, enclose and imprison the fallen being with your own light!!”
“Kyaaaaa!!! Strength! My strength!”
As I shouted the starter word, the artifact I prepared, the Rune of Seal, began to absorb the power and existence of the bewildered Sirka.
Made from the body of a god said to have been shattered long ago, the performance of this artifact was simple.
Like a ball in a game in real life, an effect that seals a demon in a groggy state with a rune stone.
I made it for the purpose of sealing some of Lilith’s powers in her, but I was convinced that using it at this moment could produce more valuable results than that.
“Sirka! YOU ARE MINE!!!”
“Kyaahhhhh!!!
A powerful high-level demon with the power of Lilith, if you can capture it, isn’t it a huge gain? Of course, I don’t know how to taming demons, but in that case, taming (physical) is enough.
The rune of sealing mercilessly continued to absorb the power of Sirka, who was scratching the floor and resisting.
