episode_0011

Dragon Slayer Sword. A weapon that deals additional damage to dragons.

Among the Four Kings of the Demon Castle, there is one dragon descendant. With the Dragon Slayer Sword, you can kill the guy in one stroke.

“And this effect also applies to Dragon Hearts.”

Olivia No. 1 transplanted the Dragon Heart. It seemed like she was trying to hide it, but she couldn’t deceive the eyes of the former hero.

“Dead!”

He swung the Dragon Slayer Sword towards Olivia No. 1.

The mana-infused Dragon Slayer Sword emitted an aura as if drawing out the Orb Blade and shot towards Olivia No. 1’s neck in an instant.

“You’re serious, kid. Making all sorts of moves, really.”

Facing my sincere gaze, Olivia No. 1, looking frightened, stuck out her tongue and unfolded a barrier. She cast magic based on the Dragon Heart.

“Daring to face the Dragon Slayer Sword?”

No matter how strong the barrier, it could be torn apart like paper. The Dragon Slayer Sword had the power to cut through anything related to dragons.

Clang!

However, it didn’t tear. It didn’t cut.

The pale yellow barrier repelled the Dragon Slayer Sword.

“…Not even a scratch?”

Olivia No. 1’s barrier shone brightly in perfect condition.

Despite being a Dragon Slayer Sword that eliminates everything related to dragons, there was no effect on the magic using the Dragon Heart.

“How did this happen….”

“Father.”

Charlotte approached. She seemed relaxed, knowing it wouldn’t work.

“Olivia has complete control over the Dragon Heart. She overcame the side effects of dragon blood.”

“…Is that possible?”

Dyke could also transplant the Dragon Heart. In that case, penalties such as changing from the human race to the dragon race and vulnerability to dragon hunters would occur.

The drawbacks outweighed the benefits, so he didn’t transplant it.

However, Olivia No. 1 transplanted the Dragon Heart. And she overcame it.

“Ignoring the Dragon Slayer Sword while using the Dragon Heart?”

“Yes, Olivia did it. Driven by the single-minded desire to meet her father, she succeeded.”

He put away the Dragon Slayer Sword and drew the Black Light Sword instead.

A weapon that enables the use of the Black Orb Blade. This is another hidden piece comparable to the Dragon Slayer Sword.

“The Black Orb Blade cuts through space.”

It is necessary to destroy the spatial barrier protecting the Demon Castle. With the Black Light Sword, you can bypass troublesome tricks and move on.

I struck the barrier with the Black Light Sword. The Common Orb Blade hit the barrier.

Crash!

“Father.”

Suddenly, Charlotte raised her sword. She blocked my Black Light Sword as if protecting Olivia’s barrier.

Clash!

As the Orb Blades collided and rubbed against each other, fragments of light scattered.

“…Can we hold this?”

“Father, please give up. You can’t defeat us.”

Saying so, Charlotte pushed away the Black Orb Blade. My body slowly retreated.

I lacked strength. I was defeated by Charlotte in a head-to-head battle.

“Why….”

I am a hero. I used to be a hero.

I reached level 99 and should be the strongest protagonist in the world.

“Why me!”

“Father said it. ‘No child wins against their parents every time they step under us.’”

“That’s….”

It’s rationalizing and justifying.

They are regressors. Not returning with their past bodies but crossing over with their future bodies─.

A regression different from the usual regression.

The father Charlotte speaks of is not me. Strictly speaking, it’s Dyke No. 1.

I am Dyke No. 2.

Dyke No. 1 lost to them. He was humiliated just like me.

And what happened to him?

“No. 1 brat, how did you educate these kids….”

Isn’t it? What could Dyke No. 1 do?

Inevitability?

NTR Succubus Heroines are destined to be devoured by men. The male protagonist’s fate is to have his beloved taken away, no matter how much he struggles.

I don’t believe in fate, but there is a power unseen by my eyes. I must acknowledge that.

“Yes. Father, you can give up.”

The Black Light Sword slowly descended. Losing his determination.

The brilliant Orble Blade scattered. Charlotte also sheathed her sword.

Olivia grimaced as she spoke.

“Oh, damn. You’re going to bend in the end.”

“Olivia. Father’s feelings must be complicated too. Please don’t say such things.”

“What should I say then? It’s so frustrating.”

“That’s just their preference. I don’t have a big issue with it… But please control yourself.”

“Got it.”

Ignoring the two chattering people, Olivia remained naked while Charlotte wore only a thin t-shirt.

My penis was fully erect.

“Damn libido.”

Just a sigh escaped.

“What do you want?”

“What do we want?”

Charlotte pondered briefly. Then she answered.

“We want our father.”

“Stop talking nonsense.”

“It’s true.”

Charlotte glanced at Olivia and Nine, gesturing for Moore to speak.

“Hmph.”

Olivia pursed her lips, looking reluctant to speak.

Nine, who had been quietly watching from the side, stepped forward.

“Dad.”

A pleasant voice. Sharp Olivia No. 1 contrasted with Nine’s soft tone.

Unconsciously, I turned to look at Nine. There was a certain power in her voice.

“We just need Dad.”

Quietly, Nine took a step closer. Perhaps because she was Aleysia’s daughter, even her small movements felt graceful.

Not just a family name, but a sacred one.

Aleysia denounced herself and dedicated herself to the alleys’ downtrodden. Yet, the noble bloodline still shone through, despite mingling with dirty and vulgar genes.

“Do you possess mind control skills?”

Listening to Nine’s voice, I found myself inadvertently agreeing with her whisper.

While I could blindly resist Olivia and Charlotte’s words, it was difficult with Nine’s.

“…I don’t have such skills.”

Without crude skills, it was merely the physicality of her voice that moved people’s hearts. Truly the bloodline of a saint.

“Are you using mind control spells? You’re probably still suspicious.”

“…”

It’s not mind control skills. In other words, she couldn’t use resistance-type skills.

She had to rely solely on her mental strength.

“I haven’t learned such spells, so I don’t know.”

“You’re lying.”

“It’s true. I don’t know mind control spells.”

Gradually, a sense of sincerity seeped into Nine’s pitch-black pupils.

“The spell I’m casting now isn’t mind control; it’s sincerity. A spell that touches the human heart.”

“You vampire.”

“Dad, this is instinct, so I can’t help it. My eyes keep turning red without my consent… I’m constantly misunderstood.”

Not content with just crying, she even shed tears. In the sacred womb of Aleysia, filled with divine power, how?

Admiration arose involuntarily for the miraculous vitality and survival instincts.

“Olivia is Dragonheart, Nine is a vampire, then what about Charlotte…?”

Is she really human? A slight doubt crept in.

“That bastard. Because she’s the daughter of Viscount Pigmon.”

She must be an ordinary human.

Nine smiles broadly, meeting my red eyes.

Received a strange attraction from a bright smile.

“We crossed time and space to get here to meet Dad.”

In this world, only the two of us remain. A duty has emerged for me and Nine to continue the human race.

My heart pounded and blood circulated.

Instinct. Instinct created before survival or reproduction instincts.

The instinct to want to offer fresh blood to the vampire in front of me impulsively moved my body.

“Nine, please drink Dad’s blood.”

“…I want Dad’s sincerity. This isn’t sincere.”

“I am sincere.”

“Lies.”

Suddenly, Nine stabbed her own eyes. Blood splattered.

“Nine! No! Don’t do that!”

Nine was injured. Her pain soon became mine. It feels like I’ve lost my eyes.

A greater agony than having my heart pierced consumed my emotions.

“Dad.”

A clear voice echoed in my ears. My mind cleared up.

Nine’s eyes had regenerated. Instead of ruby-like eyes, she looked at me with black eyes.

“…You can’t withstand it with your mental strength.”

If it were an ordinary warrior and a regular vampire dynamic, it would never have worked. Warriors and vampires are opposites.

However, I fell into Nine’s trap. It wasn’t just a warrior-vampire dynamic but a fixed relationship interfered by the fate of an NTR Tsukuru adult game.

“There’s no way to escape.”

The moment Nine sincerely opens her trap, I will become a puppet.

“Dad doesn’t do things like you think. Unlike Olivia or Charlotte… Dad’s will is the most important to me.”

A smile appeared on Nine’s lips. Her sharp fangs gleamed.

“Ha, hahaha…”

An overwhelming sense of helplessness overtook me. My determination wavered.

I bowed my head deeply.

“Father.”

Nine stepped back, and Charlotte approached.

“While feeling defeated for a while, I apologize─.”

“….”

“I’ll excuse myself.”

Rip-!

Charlotte swiftly tore off my pants and underwear.

“No.”

I urgently regained my composure and covered my groin. I didn’t want to show it.

A flush of embarrassment burned my cheeks.

“Ugh!”

“Charlotte, quickly let go of my son…”

Whether I felt embarrassed or not, these women paid no attention. They forcibly removed my hand, exposing my genitals.

“You’re so damn cute, really.”

Olivia 1 grabbed my penis and it fit snugly in her hand.

“Your buttocks are so cute. I want to thrust right now. At this rate, I might end up raping Father without realizing it.”

Charlotte pulled my arm. She forced me to turn around.

Squatting down, Charlotte aligned her eyes with my buttocks. And she stared.

Her blatantly scanning gaze felt heavy with physical force.

“Uh, ah…”

I couldn’t do anything. Olivia held the front, and Charlotte spread the back.

Between two women of similar stature, all I could do was breathe heavily.

I wasn’t allowed.

“Seeing you lose control, you’ve already gone crazy, bastard.”

“…Father always drives me insane. I can’t pull myself together. No… I’ll break… I can’t ruin Father…”

Charlotte rambled like a truly insane person. Then, she looked at Nine and made a request.

“Nine, can you make me faint with your trap?”

“Of course, I can.”

Charlotte collapsed.

“Gah…!”

Pew, pew-!

Once Charlotte’s touch disappeared, the tension eased. Unknowingly, I ejaculated.

I splattered thick semen and ejaculated.

Liquid sprayed all over Olivia’s soaked pussy.

“Aah, aah…!”

“Not even in heat like a dog. You handle this situation well.”

Olivia stroked my cock. With the right intensity, she squeezed out the remaining cum from my urethra.

Contrary to her vulgar words, her touch was gentle and soft.

“…It feels different. It’s so good…”

My cock wasn’t dead. As if one foot wasn’t enough, it quickly revived.

Is there some kind of resurrection magic in Olivia’s fingers?

Olivia glanced at my erect cock and chuckled.

“Now, feeling a bit more willing? Daddy?”

“Ugh…! Ugh…!”

I surrendered to my instincts. I pushed Olivia’s body as is.

I laid her on the bed.

Olivia weakly lay on the bed. With her thighs slightly apart, she provocatively smiled.

“Do as Daddy wishes. Since it’s the first and last time, savor it well.”