Ch.132Chapter 132. Demon of Rage

# The Raging Clown – Mephisto Rage.

Since the founding of the Demon Lord’s army, she had secured the second-highest rank, becoming an object of both admiration and jealousy among many of the Demon Tribe. Ironically, however, when it came to pure combat ability, she wasn’t highly regarded.

Even with her extraordinary power that could shake entire armies, in one-on-one combat, there was hardly a demon less suited for fighting than her.

And because she was such a weak Demon Tribe member, she treated all demons except the Demon Lord with pure hostility to survive among the rough demons.

Knowing she was incredibly vulnerable outside the Demon Lord’s shadow, she had no choice but to remain constantly vigilant, wary of everything around her for self-preservation.

‘How long has it been since Mephi was this angry?’

The surname (Rage) following her name was indeed the word that symbolized her best.

Though that emotional Demon Lord had gradually begun to seek light after losing her will to live, now she was expressing such intense anger toward him that it made that emptiness seem meaningless.

Just who was this man she had violated?

What stimulus had rekindled desire in that empty demon, making her revert to her old self and throw a punch at him?

-Swish.

Of course, regardless of that, the current blow hadn’t caused her any significant damage.

For a succubus who has reached a certain level, it’s possible to transform one’s body into mist-like form to blend one’s existence into another’s mind.

For a being with self-awareness like herself, recovering a damaged head only takes a few seconds.

“Ahaha~ It seems our Mephi is quite angry…”

-Whoosh!

But perhaps she had lost even the rationality to consider such obvious facts?

Merilyn’s hand, which had again closed the distance between them, began to mercilessly tear apart the alley wall.

-Crash!!

Yes, it was butchery.

A rough gesture that tore apart everything it touched.

-Boom!

When the accompanying magical power finally exploded, the fragments in her grasp scattered, tearing Yasmo’s body to shreds.

Though that too could be recovered, what followed was a punch with enough force to pulverize even the fragments in her hand.

-Crash!

The explosion of magical power continued as she buried her fist in the lower abdomen.

Not satisfied with that, her magical power spread in all directions as she stomped the ground, causing cracks in the surrounding streets.

Though there was no risk of outsiders entering due to the barrier, the problem was that such concealment could now potentially suffocate her.

‘This is getting dangerous… I need to create distance and observe the situation.’

Yasmo sent his mist-like body to the top of a building, escaping the range of the rampage.

But as he tried to ascend with a flap of wings, he was blocked by a barrier that had suddenly appeared in midair, helplessly cut off.

The powerful magical power he had spread earlier had formed a physical barrier covering the entire area.

-Twang!!!

With Yasmo’s escape route blocked, Merilyn summoned a lute and roughly struck its strings.

-Twang!! Twang!!!!

As the thunderous sound that could hardly be believed to come from a string instrument continued, an unstable mass of energy began to gather at the end of the lute.

It was rage-filled magical power amplified through sound. When the force containing that mass was released, it would spread in all directions—an unavoidable attack.

“Aaaaaaaargh!!!!!”

The precursor to such a merciless attack finally ignited with her scream, sending sound waves in all directions.

Inside the area surrounded by a physical barrier.

With the determination to perish together with her enemy, disregarding her own safety.

-Boom-boom-boom-boom!!!

The chain reaction of explosions as the sound reflected countless times off the walls.

The impact turned all the abandoned buildings and structures inside to dust, creating a thick haze, and Yasmo, who had barely reconstructed his form within that haze, began to grind his teeth.

“Haa, this is… I didn’t expect her to attack without protecting herself, no matter how out of her mind she was.”

He hadn’t anticipated that his colleague, who had consistently ignored his provocations, would charge at him in such a frenzy.

He had wanted to resolve this quietly, but attacks targeting the entire space like this would inevitably harm even a succubus whose very body was essentially energy.

Of course, the opponent would suffer even greater damage, but demons are a race that values even slight damage to themselves more than the greater damage inflicted on others.

“I have no choice but to get serious now…”

To minimize that damage, he would have to set aside old feelings and use force himself.

Just as he made that decision and began gathering magical power, Yasmo’s gaze reflexively moved to the side.

He could feel a powerful force approaching through the thick haze, targeting him at this moment.

-Whoosh!!

Yes, tearing through the haze came the raging demon who had withstood even the recoil of her own technique.

Her bloodshot eyes fixed on him, her fist poised to swing directly at his face.

‘This is insane!?’

He hadn’t expected her to charge in while ignoring the aftereffects of what was essentially a self-destructive technique.

He hurriedly extended his hand, drawing magical power for defense, but the moment her strength collided with his hand, Yasmo instinctively realized.

‘What is this? She’s become even stronger than before…’

-Crash!!!

A destructive blow with all her might.

His body, struck and pushed back by that attack, was finally shattered and scattered.

“Huff, huff…”

Only then did Merilyn finally regain her composure, looking around at the area destroyed by her own hands as she steadied her breathing.

Strength wasted without control, and a relentless pursuit prepared even for mutual destruction.

But Merilyn, though excited, didn’t consider it a complete loss.

After all, the opponent was one of the highest-ranking beings among the Demon Tribe, who took pleasure in trampling and mocking others.

To drive away such a being, even if she couldn’t kill them, she needed to press with enough force to leave a wound that would never heal, even after a lifetime.

‘The presence has disappeared. She’s left this place.’

She had merely vacated the area out of fear of being harmed herself.

But for now, there was something more urgent than tracking the opponent.

“Hyoseong, Hyoseong! Please wake up, Hyoseong!”

Hyoseong Woo. The person who had saved her from the shackles of unfulfillable desire.

Among the countless pebbles in this world, the only one who had captured her eyes.

In this empty life where she believed only death could save her, his existence had come to her as hope itself.

That this thought wasn’t an illusion became clearer as the thrill she felt during the time spent with him intensified.

“…Haa, haa.”

Just seeing him suffering while unconscious made her heart feel like it was being torn apart.

For a demon who should be selfish to feel pain at another’s suffering—was it because the person before her was necessary for fulfilling her desires?

Was the person before her merely a substitute expected to fulfill her desires in place of her former lord?

“…Hyoseong.”

No, that wasn’t it. She would never consider a weak person who had been violated by a being of lower status than the strong one to whom she had pledged loyalty for self-preservation as an equal.

Loyalty sworn to fulfill expectations and love that could be called expectation itself are completely different emotions.

Now an inseparable part of her life, how could she ignore his pain and seek a substitute?

“…Because of me.”

Because he was such an important being, guilt stirred in Merilyn’s heart as she looked down at him at this moment.

Though she didn’t know why Yasmo had hidden in human society, she had probably approached him targeting him because she had subconsciously sensed her presence.

Even if the trigger was mere curiosity or what she considered a prank, the fact that he had been harmed because she was by his side couldn’t be denied.

“Because of me, Hyoseong…”

Though she felt that self-blame stirring inside, Merilyn endured such feelings of frustration as she supported his body to check his condition.

Thinking that explaining the situation or asking for forgiveness could wait until after his recovery.

****

-Clunk.

After leaving the scene, Merilyn hurriedly rented a room at an inn in the bustling district.

She then laid him on the bed and took time to check his condition by placing her hand on his collapsed body.

‘Yasmo’s magical power has penetrated deeply. If I hadn’t intervened, he might have become a vegetable.’

Judging by the traces of resistance all over his body, he seemed to have noticed her identity and struggled, but his opponent was the queen of succubi who had lived as long as herself.

With the power accumulated during that time, she was the incarnation of lust who had violated any prey she set her eyes on across various dimensions.

No matter how innate his mental strength was, if caught off guard, it would have been impossible for him to resist beyond human limits.

“Haa, haa.”

Though he was still in a state just before having his vital energy squeezed out, he couldn’t be free from the magical power that had invaded his mind.

If left like this and unable to wake from the nightmare, his mind might be completely broken beyond repair.

“…Hyoseong, don’t worry. I’ll heal you right away.”

Fortunately, she too was a pure-blooded Demon Tribe like Yasmo.

Being proficient in handling demonic powers, she could certainly neutralize the magical power disrupting his mind by absorbing it into herself.

Just as she was about to continue the recovery process with her hand on his body…

“Haa, haa…”

He suddenly raised his upper body, turning his dazed eyes toward Merilyn while gasping for breath.

“Hyoseong, wait! If you get up… mmph!?”

As she approached to make him lie down again, her lips were blocked. Through the warmth she felt from him, Merilyn belatedly realized that his lips had overlapped with hers.

-Slurp, mmph.

No, it wasn’t just a collision. Inserting his tongue through the gap in her lips, it was clearly what could be called an adult kiss.

“W-wait, Hyoseong, why… mmph, mph!”

As the kiss gradually intensified, Merilyn couldn’t bring herself to push him away and had to accept the act.

It wasn’t the first time she had kissed him, but back then, she had initiated it.

Even then, he had eventually given up because he couldn’t prioritize her, so how could she reject him when he was kissing her like this, as if desiring her?

“You’re Merilyn, right…?”

At the end of that passionate kiss, her love looked at her with dazed eyes while catching his breath.

Though his gaze wasn’t properly focused, the fact that her name was uttered from his lips indicated that he was conscious.

Yes, his innate mental strength had continuously resisted the magical power stirring his mind.

“I, actually… I’ve been struggling so hard to hold on.”

But that was only enough to maintain his sense of self, not completely shake off the power invading his body at this moment.

If he let go of his rationality even slightly, he would lose consciousness, and throughout that process, he would inevitably be swayed by the ‘physical stimulation’ he felt.

In fact, he was now intoxicated by the ‘lustful magical power’ emitted by the succubus, essentially in a state no different from having consumed a large amount of aphrodisiac.

“I tried to hold on somehow… but now, as the tension eases… my body won’t listen.”

“What? Ah, um, w-wait… ah, ah!?”

Merilyn stiffened in surprise at the sensation of his hand on her chest.

Amid such an unexpected situation, not knowing what to do, he soon began to close his saliva-moistened lips toward her again.

“Haa, ugh…”

Rough moans escaping from his mouth.

Her heart pounding at the sensuality she felt from him.

‘With H-Hyoseong… really?’

Of course, she had been dreaming of such a thing all along.

Though there was always someone first in his heart, she believed that if time passed and she became his priority, she could surely form an ideal relationship with him.

So she could take this moment as an opportunity to close the distance between them in one go.

‘So, I should… be excited.’

But why?

Despite it being a situation she had longed for so much, why was fear stirring in her heart at this moment?

“N-no…”

Before she could consciously realize the reason, Merilyn’s hands began to roughly push his body away.

With hands still trembling from the previous battle, she used all her strength, even releasing her magical power.

“Nooooooo!”

-Crash!!!

His body, pushed away by that force, was heavily slammed into the opposite side of the room.

Afterward, his body, which had floundered from the impact, went limp, but Merilyn couldn’t express her concern for him.

No matter how much she had anticipated such a situation, she had always believed that it must be formed by mutual will.

“…I-idiot!”

Yes, the current aversion was surely felt for that reason.

There could be no other reason.

“I’m not even ready yet and you suddenly do this! Hyoseong, you idiot! Idiot!!!”

For someone who had been the second-in-command of the Demon Lord’s army to feel embarrassed over such a thing.

Was that even possible?