Maou ~ Sou da, Yuusha wo Yome ni shiyou ~ Volume 1 Chapter 4

TL Note: This is the last chapter in Volume 1 so I wanted to get it out, it was relatively short. I’ll probably put out another chapter of Muyoku no Seijo before starting Volume 2 so until then, Enjoy!

「「「「AHHHHH!」」」」

A shrilling scream was raised. That voice had a high pitch, completely different from that of the Demon King.

Flint looked around the audience room in surprise, there he saw that the other four magicians in the party had become stiff, and then fell down in place.

「Wh…」

Confused, as Flint was trying to stand up, *s.h.i.+ng* a sword was brandished at his forehead.

「—-」

Flint gulped. The target of his previously fired light destruction magic was not calmly standing right before him.

The Demon King, without even a single wound on his beautiful face, sweetly smiled.

「Are you surprised? Flint. You are one of the only people to ever make me use my 『Simultaneous Casting』」

「Huh…」

『Simultaneous Casting』 is using two spells at the very same time, in all of history, the number of people that could do this could be counted on a single hand —

Enough for people to call it a myth.

Meaning the person in front of Flint had not only defended against his attack, but also while doing so he stole the consciousness of the four women.

In the corner of Flint's eye, a single tear started to form.

Such an overpowered person — no one told me it'd be like this.

As the Demon King stood up, he pushed Flint to the ground. Standing over him with an imposing stance, he began to gather magic to the tip of his sword.

— So, this is where my life ends…

Ending without even a single lover, what a lonely life it was.

At least in the end, let me confess to Lilia-chan — for some reason, looking down at the tearful Flint, the Demon King had a really pleasant look on his face.

「Ah man, that was fun wasn't it. As promised, since I won, I shall take away the thing you treasure most.」

「Eh…」

Flint's eyes widen. Don't tell me, he's not gonna kill Lilia-chan is he? Flint thought, but the Demon King simply smiled with a smirk.

「What are you looking at. You no longer have any need for women.」

「What…?」

His smirking snicker was wicked. His eyes seem to say that there was no greater joy than this, as in an instant it s.h.i.+ned a golden color. With an ominous low voice, he clearly spoke.

「– You who would defy me, take this transformation.」

From the tip of his sword, a needle of darkness violently shot forth, and pierced Flint's forehead.

Before he could understand what was said, he was suddenly hit with a heat was.h.i.+ng over his body. An intensely painful heat struck his whole body, as if it was trying to melt all his organs. He wanted to cry out, but even his throat was being burned, as it continued down to his very joints he could only open his mouth but nothing would come out.

— So painful.

Flint held on to his throat. He couldn't breathe. As his body stiffened, next to his ear he heard an out of place sweet and soft voice.

「Is it painful…? I'm sorry…」

Both his hands were forcefully pushed down, due to his difficulty in breathing, his vision began to waver as he looked at the beautiful man. Those deep crimson, lovely eyes seemed like it was enjoying this.

「This is punishment, for raising your sword against me.」

— What, the h.e.l.l are you saying.

He couldn't make his thoughts into words. Tears streamed down his face from his eyes. The expression on the Demon King's face, was that of excitement. It seems like he's someone who enjoys looking the suffering of others, Flint thought.

— d.a.m.n pervert!

The Demon King with his beautiful features, leaned his forehead in, touching it with Flint's.

「Pain… Please don't worry… I shall look over this body, in order to make sure it never experiences this kind of pain ever again.」

— What are you talking about?

Flint had no idea what the Demon King was talking about but his consciousness slowly faded to white, before almost losing it completely. — It seems I'm dying.

「……*Cough*」

When a strange sound escaped Flint's throat, the Demon King made a long sigh.

「Ah…how boring. I wanted to see your suffering face just a little bit more…」

— A genuine pervert…

Flint's consciousness was about to fade. He was then lifted by the Demon King into his arms. His tear-filled vision was now covered by those deep crimson eyes of the Demon King. His sigh could be felt on Flint's lips. As he thought 'what?' he felt a soft sensation.

The Demon King overlapped his lips with Flint as a hot sensation pa.s.sed through.

Flint's shoulders sprang up.

In front of his eyes was the Demon King's gorgeous face. Moreover, it was at a distance where he couldn't make out any of the features. The feeling on his lips. It was the soft sensation and temperature of another person's lips.

— NOOOOOOOOOOO! My, my first kiss wa.s.ssssssss!

「nnnnnnnnnn!」

As he was trying to object, the Demon King opened his eyes. While their lips were still connected.

Flint used both hands to try to push him away, but one hand was caught by the opponent's hand while the other was stuck over his shoulder, he couldn't muster any strength at all.

— Why can't I muster any strength? It doesn't feel like it's broken or anything!

While Flint was disordered, he felt something push on his back.

And then, something wet once again touched his lips.

— BLECHH! You b.a.s.t.a.r.d!! Please keep your perversions in checkkkkk!

Flint tried to push the Demon King with all his might but that only caused him to draw Flint closer in. While he was astonished, something strange intruded into Flint's mouth.

— UGHHH! G.o.d PLEASEEEEEEEE!

As the Demon King's tongue entwined with that of Flint's, a strange sensation was felt on Flint's back.

Something's piercing his heart from behind.

Is it darkness magic –?

From the hand of the Demon King whose hand had wrapped around Flint, a sharp and relentless magic streamed into him. The magic, then from his heart flowed into his blood.

At the same time, it felt like something was being bound inside his body. The magic squirmed all over his insides.

— Stoop…

Not wanting his body to be intruded, Flint glared at the Demon King. However, as the magic pa.s.sed through his body, he felt unknown sensations beginning to well up.

Unable to endure, he closed his eyes and then the tongue inside Flint's mouth began to squirm around with a different aim. Simply wanting to give pleasure, a loose sound of water flowed.

「…Nn…! 」

Flint's knees wavered. The Demon King only help Flint's upper body, so his legs were sitting on the ground. Seeing Flint's knees shake, the Demon King grinned with his eyes. And then, callously continued to steal Flint's lips.

Flint's body was dyed in pleasure. The feeling of magic penetrating him was bitter. However, the goal of the current magic was to paralyze his senses, Flint couldn't believe it.

Once the stream of magic finished reaching the ends of his body, Flint was completely exhausted in the Demon King's arms.

Flint's flushed cheeks were also white and lovely.

Looking at those charming red lips, the Demon King chuckled.

The man who watched it all from beginning to end - Helgena moved through the shadows and appeared beside the Demon King.

Helgena gave Flint a pitiful gaze.

「Your majesty is so cruel… You turned him completely lovely now…」

In a good mood, the Demon King lifted Flint's body in his arms. Flint's body now didn't even match his clothes, and the sleeves stretch over his fingertips.

「It's certainly cute isn't it. With this, the problem of my bride is now settled.」

「Haa…」

Helgena looked over the women who were collapsed inside the audience room.

The Demon King gave a disinterested glance at the women, and then turned back.

「Send them back to their homeland. Hm, oh right, let's change their memories so that they think the hero died as well.」

「By your will…」

Once the man bowed, he suddenly disappeared. In the next moment, he appeared next to the women, and in order to accomplish the King's decree, he started to use his magic.

The Demon King looked over Flint in his arms.

Long silver hair, flawless white skin, long eyelashes and charming lips.

Flint now had slender shoulders, a large plump chest clearly to the King's tastes, and smooth thin legs.

Looking over the flawlessly beautiful girl in his arms, the Demon King let out a dubious laugh.

「This is because you raised your sword against me, foolish hero… From now on, I'll be showering you with plenty of love…」

No matter how much light mages struggle, they couldn't match a dark magician.

Being able to blend into the shadows, compared to the light mages who couldn't utilize the light in the same fas.h.i.+on, there was a clear difference in power.

The reason there had been no large conflict between the two parties until now was simply due to the earnest work of the dark mages to avoid battle.

All-out war is completely unthinkable. — It's pointless to consider something that would end in complete victory.

The King of the dark magicians gave a bewitching laugh, and then once again, lovingly dropped a kiss on the young girl's lips.

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