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    Chapter 104

    Chapter 104

    Otherworld Demon King Survival Guide.

    Episode 104: Satyrs (5)

    The crazed Satyrs, with raging erections, snorted and charged towards Serinu, and she, terrified, ran away!

    “These crazy Satyrs, bastards!”

    They’re different species, but what were they trying to do? Anyway, it was easy to overpower enemies when they were distracted!

    “Buril! Let’s go! Don’t kill those bastards, just beat the crap out of them!”

    “Understood! Keureuk!”

    —Paat!

    I kicked off the ground and, with the goblins, chased after the Satyrs.

    “Meeeee!”

    “Byeeee!”

    But these bastards didn’t even notice us chasing them, mindlessly pursuing only Serinu. Had they completely lost their minds to lust?

    Indeed. From here, I could see Serinu’s buttocks as she flew away. The resistance of the air causing her breasts to jiggle was also visible.

    Seeing that, I could understand losing one’s mind. Of course, I preferred beating up those who were out of their minds! Better than hitting those who were wary and on guard!

    “These bastards!!!”

    “Meee?”

    When I shouted, the Satyrs finally turned to look at me, but it was already too late!

    —Paat!

    The moment I kicked off the ground and landed a side kick!

    —Peuk!

    “Meeem?!”

    The one who turned to look at me took a hit on his back and tumbled down. Phew! Perhaps because my magic had been enhanced. I could feel that my physical abilities had improved with that strike.

    “This bastard! I’ll beat the crap out of you!”

    After landing the side kick and stabilizing, I immediately ran towards the fallen guy.

    “Keureuk!”

    “Keurrreuk!”

    At the same time, the goblins following me jumped up, axes raised, and clubbed another Satyr.

    —Peuk!

    —Peuk!

    A violent axe pounding with overwhelming clubbing service.

    “Meeeeeeeeem!”

    “Keurrreuk!”

    “Keureuk!”

    The fallen Satyrs struggled, but there was no escape, with several goblins chopping down with their axes. In addition, Buril, holding his spear upside down, relentlessly stabbed the Satyrs’ erect penis and perineum, inflicting pain.

    “Meeeee…!”

    And the same went for me.

    “Stay still!”

    I quickly grappled the one hit by my side kick. Holding him from behind, I used my legs to restrain his thighs and my arms to choke his neck!

    “Meeem, Meeem…!”

    After being hit, he was caught perfectly.

    No chance to move.

    “Master! What should I do with this one!”

    “Hurry up and tell me!”

    Sharan and Lumica immediately followed me. If these women showed their skills, the Satyrs would die.

    So, what to do.

    “That one! Grab any club and beat the hell out of them!”

    “Got it!”

    “Yes!”

    Time to beat them with a club.

    —Puck! Puck! Puck!

    And so, the Satyrs, held by me, received a brutal clubbing from the women.

    “Meeee!”

    “Meeeeeeee!”

    The two Satyr scouts took less than five minutes to be completely wrecked.

    “…”

    “…”

    The defeated beasts lay sprawled, barely clinging to life.

    “Our perfect victory! Uoooooo!”

    “Keureueuk!”

    “Keaeek!”

    “Master has won!”

    “Congratulations. Clap, clap, clap.”

    A perfect victory!

    We had captured two prisoners!

    As we were celebrating, Serinu returned.

    “Wow! You really caught them! Well done! These bad guys!”

    —Pukpuk!

    But she seemed a bit pent-up and was cursing and ruthlessly stomping on the heads of the fallen Satyrs. Her actions were somewhat cute.

    “Bad Satyrs! You all deserve to suffer! Die! Die!”

    “Well done, well done, well done!”

    I joined in, offering praise and agreement.

    “Look at this damn thing.”

    But Reika was utterly shocked.

    “Anyway. Guys. Tie these bastards up. We’ll take them to the village.”

    “Keureuk!”

    Now, it was time to interrogate the prisoners. Of course, these guys shouldn’t expect any help from international law or the protection of the Geneva Conventions.

    After returning, I announced the end of the mission and summoned all the pixies. The Satyr scouts became a spectacle in the middle of the village.

    “These bad guys! Two of them!”

    “They should die!”

    “The enemies of our friends!”

    The pixies, showing their hatred towards the tied-up Satyrs, threw pebbles and vented their anger. Pixies and Satyrs had always been at war.

    “Meeee…!”

    Even in this situation, the Satyrs were still crazed with lust. Despite being a bit hurt from earlier, they were still erect.

    “Hey, that guy’s erection looks just like you. Why don’t you just go and get tied up?”

    Sister Reika teased me with a mocking tone.

    “Sister Reika. Would you like to be stripped and tied up?”

    “Isn’t that what you always do?”

    “If you keep this up, I’ll ask you to show me how you masturbate.”

    “What, what?! You crazy bastard!”

    “Quiet.”

    “Kut…! Such humiliation…!”

    Her frustrated face was quite pretty.

    “But, Master. They’re all erect.”

    Lumica commented with a look of displeasure.

    “Are they getting erect looking at us?”

    “Ah, damn. Maybe. Lumica, Sharan. Let’s cover up a bit. These guys seem to be in heat.”

    “Shaa.”

    Sharan immediately created leafy clothes for Lumica and me, reducing our exposure.

    “But Master’s is much bigger.”

    “Oh, Sharan. Don’t look at bad things.”

    “Yes, Master.”

    Let’s get started then.

    “Alright, quiet! Serinu! Please calm the pixies down! We’re going to investigate the Satyrs now!”

    “Got it. You heard him, right? Let’s be quiet. He’s going to find out about the Satyrs.”

    At Serinu’s words, everyone quieted down.

    “Good.”

    I approached the Satyrs.

    “Meeee…!”

    The guy’s size is just a bit larger than a hobgoblin. His body structure… broad shoulders and long arms but a slim waist.

    Overall, he didn’t have the body of a strong, bony warrior. Look at him now. He’s beaten so badly that his skin has turned blue. His upper body, similar to a human’s, isn’t covered in thick skin, so it was wounded when hit.

    His upper body’s defense seemed low.

    And his lower half was like that of a goat.

    “This hooved bastard.”

    I looked at his feet. They’re similar to a goat’s too. Split hooves at the front and heel-like back hooves. The center was… flesh.

    With such feet, ankle traps would work well. I should set up more traps.

    “Mehheee!”

    “What now?”

    While I was examining him, the Satyr shook his head wildly and called out to me.

    “Meee! Meeeeee!”

    “This bastard, still has strength after being beaten… huh?”

    Could it be?

    “Hey.”

    —Swoosh, swoosh.

    I covered his view, following his head movements.

    “Meee!”

    He had another outburst. That was it. He was moving his head, trying to see the pixies and women behind me. Truly lost in lust.

    “As expected.”

    I was not sure, but these Satyr guys, despite being Satyrs, seemed to be aroused by female-like monsters such as pixies.

    Was this a perverted preference?

    Well, I didn’t mind cross-racial preferences, being a demon and all. But Satyrs were basically goat creatures.

    Anyway.

    Now that I know their state luring them should be easy. They desired women desperately. Then, using pixies alone would be an easy lure.

    We should lure them to that place we saw earlier and fight there.

    “Byeeee!”

    “Since they don’t understand us anyway. Demon Control Technique.”

    I used the Demon Control Technique after a long time.

    —Poke.

    I injected it into his forehead.

    “Meeeeeeeeeeee!”

    He became seriously angry and shook his head. It didn’t take effect. He was completely excited and rejected it all.

    “Serinu. I’ve found out everything I need.”

    “Can I kill them now?”

    Serinu seemed eager with hostility.

    “Kill them! Quickly!”

    “Bad guys, kill them fast!”

    “Hurry! It’s unpleasant to have them alive!”

    The pixies felt the same.

    Then, it was time for the execution.

    Normally anyway.

    “Master. The children are hungry. Keureuk.”

    “Keurreuk…”

    “Kreureuk…”

    Everyone was drooling while watching. And I, too, wanted to tear into some meat.

    Let’s devour them.

    “Let’s do it. But Serinu. You guys can use magic, right? The kind that blasts away.”

    “We can use it.”

    “I want to see its power. Can you do as I say for a moment?”

    “Huh?”

    I asked Serinu and instructed the pixies.

    —Click, click, click.

    “Should we stand like this?”

    “Stick close to each other.”

    “Serinu. Come and stand in the middle.”

    Over ten pixies lined up in a row, maintaining some distance from the Satyrs. It looked like a firing squad ready to execute. They were all chattering away.

    “Nicely lined up. So, when I give the signal, everyone shoots at once? Fire at the Satyrs simultaneously.”

    Let’s see the power of the pixies’ magic.

    “One. Two. Fire!”

    At the signal.

    —Ssweeak!

    —Ssweeak!

    —Ssweeak!

    The pixies stretched out their hands and simultaneously cast magic towards the Satyrs. It was like blades made of magical power.

    Simply put, wind cutters.

    —Chwahak!

    The wind cutters exploded on the bound Satyrs.

    “Meeee…!”

    I immediately issued a stop command!

    “Stop!”

    Then I rushed towards the Satyrs to check their condition.

    “Hmm.”

    The power was like being slashed with a dagger? Having received the wind cutter barrage, the Satyrs were in tatters.

    “Shoulders and arms… The chest protected by ribs isn’t fatally wounded, but the abdomen and here, the neck, are serious.”

    There were major blood vessels in the neck.

    The wounds themselves were like slashes from a dagger, but if it’s on the neck, it’s a different story.

    —Chulchul.

    Blood was gushing out from the neck where the wind cutter hit. Both were the same. They would lose consciousness in a few seconds and die from excessive bleeding.

    “The power is about this much.”

    The check was over.

    Thinking that all these pixies would soon be mine made me incredibly happy.

    “Victoryyy!”

    “We killed them!”

    “Bad Satyrs! We’ll show them all a lesson!”

    Looking back, the pixies were ecstatic. They seemed to like this execution style.

    “So, what shall we eat and start? Buril. Prepare to cook the Satyrs.”

    “Understood. Keureuk, Master?”

    “Huh? Why?”

    “Can I ask the kids to prepare the cooking? Keururung.”

    Buril, with a sly grin, tried to act cute, winking at me. Seven times in a row.

    “Hahaha! You! Well, would I tell you to do it? Hurry up and get the kids to do it!”

    “Keururung!”

    Buril, who called for victory, instructed his subordinates to prepare the cooking.

    The little rascal.

    So, he’s taking his chance.

    “Let’s all eat together and start working!”


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