Ch.144Chapter 144. Tell Me What You Want

Thwack!

Arsil’s fist struck Rainford’s side once more.

Even as his body bent, the shield knight reached out to grab Arsil.

But the saint skillfully avoided with a weaving motion and delivered an uppercut to his chin.

“Guhk!”

As blood spurted from his mouth and splattered back onto his face due to the wind, Rainford clumsily wiped his eyes with his arm.

Arsil pummeled his now exposed torso with her fists.

“Kugh! Kek!”

Rainford’s body shook as if hit by magical artillery, but his injuries were continuously healing in real-time.

He tried to resist by taking the attacks head-on, but ultimately couldn’t even grab a piece of her clothing.

‘Impossible!’

In his pain, Rainford couldn’t hide his shock and rage.

He had successfully blocked the first attack and even had room to spare.

But now, he could barely keep his wits about him against her vastly increased speed and power.

‘Did the goddess give her more buffs in the meantime?!’

Unable to recognize that this was the result of his own carelessness, he only thought his opponent was using underhanded tactics.

Above all, the fact that he was being beaten by Arsil, supposedly the weakest member of the hero’s party, scratched at his pride and drove him further into madness.

“This can’t be happening-!”

Even as he struggled to swing his shield, it was impossible with Rin holding onto it.

Though he was absorbing Rin’s power through contact, he couldn’t shake him off, nor could he let go of his shield, his last line of defense. So Rainford had no choice but to take the beating.

As Rainford twitched, attempting to use his shield, Arsil frowned and landed another blow.

“Disgusting how he squirms. Ravin, could you hold him still?”

“With pleasure.”

At Arsil’s request, Ravin appeared from thin air and drove daggers into various joints of the shield knight.

Deliberately making it painful and deep so the daggers wouldn’t be pushed out even as he healed, Ravin then forcefully kicked Rainford between the legs from behind.

“Auuuuuugh-?!”

“Huh? That sounded like a water balloon popping.”

As Rainford’s back arched reflexively, Ravin drove more daggers along his spine up to his waist, freezing him in a grotesque statue-like pose.

Despite his comical appearance, Arsil showed no amusement as she prepared an attack to shatter Rainford’s head.

“Wait! I’ll finish him! I said I’d tear him apart vertically!”

“Even if you split him vertically, he’ll just heal again, Luciena. I’ll vaporize him with magic.”

“I caught him first!”

Luci charged forward with Abyss in hand.

Tigria prepared a powerful magical blast.

Arsil gathered holy power, turning her fist bright white.

All three were certain this would be the final blow.

Seeing them, Rainford contorted his face and shouted uglily:

“He-help! Help me! Please help me!”

With that cry, time seemed to almost stop, flowing in slow motion.

The three rushing women, Rin, and Rainford all moved in a frustratingly slow motion to any observer.

[It huuuurts-!!!!]

The moment the plea for help was received, the demon god took control of Rainford’s body, and a faint demonic energy spread rapidly.

As everything touched by the demonic energy slowed down, only the demon god moved freely, expressing her irritation.

[I wanted to see how strong this supposed final boss was! I didn’t know this brat would be such garbage!]

“Help me! Help! If I die, who will maintain the world’s balance…!”

[Ugh! Shut up already!]

Despite her words, Angria grabbed Chaos and began actively draining Rin’s power.

Caught off guard by this unexpected action, Rin felt his strength being drained to the point of exhaustion.

“Oh! Good, good! With this power…!”

[Hah, go ahead and try to endure it.]

However, the demon god’s intention wasn’t to help Rainford.

She began gathering power directly into Rainford’s body through Chaos.

It was no exaggeration that she was absorbing most of the demon Rin’s power.

“Good, once I absorb all of this, I’ll annihilate all of you!”

Rainford.

The noble, kind, and reliable shield knight…

…that he once was.

Now reduced to a fool who couldn’t distinguish what he was saying or doing, he remained completely unaware.

How inadequate his vessel was to contain Rin’s power.

Self-proclaimed guardian of balance, yet utterly ignorant of his own limitations.

“Heuk…! Stop! Stooop…! Too much power! My mind is collapsiiiiing?!”

[Didn’t I say I’d use you as temporary storage?]

“Ah… ah… Lord Angria! Spare me! I’ll dedicate my life to you! Pleeeease…!”

The goddess frowned at Rainford, who had finally submitted.

Angria gave a sinister smile to his desperate pleas.

[I don’t want to? What are you worth? You have no value at all.]

“This…! Goddess! Save me! If you’re a goddess, you shouldn’t leave a human like me like this! You shouldn’t!”

[Ha, your barking is somewhat amusing. Stay like that for a while.]

Rainford continued to wail, but Angria completely took over his body and shoved his consciousness beyond reach.

As he was enemy number one for tormenting Rin, she intended to make him taste more suffering.

The immediate concern was Rin.

Just as she reached out with insatiable desire, drooling, Ravin appeared from nowhere and pulled him back.

“Rin!”

But as soon as he touched Rin, Ravin also slowed dramatically.

He prevented Rin from letting go of the shield and being further drained, but both of them slowly fell toward the ground.

[Tch.]

Angria licked her lips and glanced sideways at the goddess.

Confirming that Justinia was merely watching her, Angria was certain that causality prevented the goddess from intervening.

[Let me show you why I’m the demon god.]

Angria simultaneously poked Luci and Arsil, who had approached from both sides, with her fingers.

Then she touched her tongue to the magic fired right in front of her face, infiltrating Tigria’s magical power as well.

Surprisingly, that was enough.

All three heard the demon god’s voice in their heads.

[It’s been a while since I’ve asked. What is your wish?]

‘Get out of my head, you evil god!’

Arsil shouted at the demon god, but Angria just giggled.

[Actually, I already know. So I’ll just give you a little taste.]

With that, Arsil lost consciousness while still standing.

—

“Arsil, time to wake up?”

Hearing someone calling her name, Arsil drowsily opened her eyes.

At the gentle voice, Arsil rubbed her eyes, lifted her chin, and spread her arms.

“You’re not a child anymore.”

The voice chuckled softly before embracing her gently.

A smile naturally formed at the comforting warmth, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Rin looking at her, his hair grown slightly longer.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Mmhmm…”

“Get up, you need to eat.”

“What’s on the menu?”

“Your favorite. Jam sandwiches.”

“I love it!”

As she threw off the blanket to get up, she felt heaviness below her chest.

Her stomach felt heavy and tight, and her legs seemed swollen.

Looking down, she saw her belly protruding even more than her breasts.

“Ah…?”

“Be careful. You’re not carrying just one, after all.”

Arsil belatedly realized she was pregnant.

Whose child? Naturally, it was hers and Rin’s.

The fruit of their union after being forgiven and becoming one, finally achieved after two years.

Ah, for this fulfillment and blessing, she could endure any physical discomfort.

With Rin’s support, Arsil went to the dining table and took a bite of the sandwich with jam oozing out.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

“Why are you crying? Bad dream?”

Arsil asked the concerned Rin:

“Am I allowed to be this happy…? I did so many bad things to Rin… to Luci too.”

“We’ve all forgiven that, so it’s okay.”

“I hurt you so much… without even properly understanding…”

“You did. So make it up to me from now on, Arsil.”

“…Yes!”

“Stop crying. It’s not good for the baby.”

“Yes, I should. I need to be strong since I’ll be a mother soon.”

She placed her hand on her belly.

Just that simple touch seemed to let her hear the baby’s heartbeat.

Someone whispered to Arsil:

[How is it? Don’t you want this?]

Black energy began to emanate from Arsil’s body in reality.

—

“Mmm, hnn…”

Tigria was kissing someone in a dark room.

Clutching his firm body, pressing her chest against him, she craved him desperately.

Though embarrassed by the lewd breathing and her own moans, she couldn’t stop.

With her lower body hot and wet, the magician pressed her private parts against his leg and guided his hand to her chest.

“Let’s do it.”

She begged him in a panting voice.

“Let’s do it, Rin, okay? I want to.”

“But Luci and Ravin are waiting outside…”

At those words, a slimy jealousy surged within her.

“Are they more important than me?”

“…That’s not it.”

At Rin’s answer, Tigria took on a seductive and alluring air.

It felt strange to be acting coy and flirtatious to receive this man’s love inside her body, but feeling his hardness growing for her made her even more aroused.

“Kiss me while you enter.”

Then the sensation of fullness in her lower body.

The pressure filling and pushing up inside her made it impossible to think straight.

“Mmm… hnn! So deep…”

“Does it hurt?”

“No… it feels good because it’s deep… do more…”

Even after the long kiss ended, Tigria wouldn’t let go of Rin.

“Just one more time.”

Her nails scratched Rin’s back during the unceasing kisses and intense movements.

“Just one more time…!”

But deep down, Tigria wished this moment would last not just one more time, but forever.

Someone whispered to the magician:

[How is it? Don’t you want this?]

Black energy began to spread from Tigria’s body floating in the plaza.

—

“I am drawing.”

Luci draws.

Herself with her lips pressed against Rin’s.

It was sweet.

But too sweet.

Almost undeservingly so for her.

“I am drawing.”

She drew again.

There were Rin and herself, laughing and talking while doing housework.

“Ah! An opening!”

“Whoa?!”

Luci teased him, but ended up surrendering with more laughter when Rin counterattacked.

“Ah… Rin… you’re coming in too deep…”

Next, herself on top of him, swaying her large breasts while sweating.

The stimulation was too intense.

Again, it seemed too good for her.

“I am drawing.”

She draws again.

There was herself standing in the middle of a forest.

Looking around nervously, afraid of being caught, Rin embraced her from behind.

Her lips trembled but no words came out as he whispered to her:

“I forgive you.”

Tears flowed.

An unbearable sense of fulfillment and happiness welled up from deep within her heart.

Ah, I can’t handle this.

Luci splashed ink over the drawing.

Because I don’t deserve it.

The demon god screamed at her:

[What are you?! With so many desires, why do you hesitate to take what you want!]

Regardless of Angria’s anger, Luci continued to draw new pictures.

None were satisfactory.

No matter how many times she drew herself with Rin in various forms, she only thought it was too good for her.

[Just pick one already!]

Finally, Luci stared blankly at a blank page.

In place of the hero who seemed almost catatonic, another voice interjected:

[Sorry~ This is all because I trained her so~ well.]

[Who are you…? I wasn’t informed of another hero party member? A hidden class perhaps?]

[Yes, that’s right~.]

The new voice grew increasingly cheerful.

[But really, don’t you know me?]

The voice mocked the demon god and playfully urged a guessing game.

[Go ahead, guess. There’s something good if you get it right.]

[You dare mock me?!]

[Ah, you just sounded like Rainford.]

The new voice, Abyss, giggled and whispered to the demon god:

[Are you ready to regret, Angria?]

Squelch

[Huh…?]

Feeling a hot sensation piercing through her back, Angria’s consciousness returned to reality.

As the mental interference was lifted, the black energy flowing from Arsil and Tigria’s bodies also disappeared completely.

It was like having ashes sprinkled on a perfectly cooked meal, but the demon god slowly turned her head.

There stood Rinasien with a terrifyingly wide smile.

[You, when did you…?]

Angria didn’t know.

Only now did she realize that the heavenly luck that had protected her in the name of fairness had been withdrawn.

The time she had been surviving on good fortune was over.

Rather, the supreme beings had deliberately blinded and deafened the demon god.

Simply for their own amusement.

[Kuh…!]

Looking down, she finally saw what was piercing her.

That black, thin yet solid and sharp object was none other than:

The demon lord’s horn, emanating terrifying power of resentment.

“Rin is… mine…! Hehe… he!”

The blood-covered fallen imperial princess spat as she screamed.

“Give him back to me right now-!!!!!!!”