episode_0077

[Groan…♡ Groaning…♡]

Thud –

Upon the viscous, foul-smelling high viscosity mud, the massive body of Gwangryong is listlessly sprawled.

Twitch…♡ Twitch…♡

Still lingering in the aftermath of pleasure, Gwangryong shivers and emits coarse moans.

However, that too is short-lived as the lad, pushed to his mental limits, loses consciousness while stuck in the mud.

“Oh, he’s done for.”

As Ferodori collapses and loses consciousness, Strohheim finally ceases tormenting her… no, them.

From the tone of his voice, it seems he is still unsatisfied.

But unable to bear witnessing any more repulsive scenes, I grit my teeth and ask Strohheim to stop the humiliation.

I couldn’t stand seeing a winged giant lizard violating the delicate mechanisms of a huge robot, reaching its climax anymore.

The trembling girl in my arms also seems distressed.

“Uh, sis… Are we there yet?”

“Just count up to ten. Then everything will be over.”

“Yes! One, two, three…”

As the girl starts counting with a quivering voice, Cecilia, who had been watching her, strides towards me.

“What are your plans for this child?”

This child?

Of course.

“I’ll leave her to someone else. I’m not cut out for raising her.”

Though I feel sorry for the girl desperately clinging to my clothes with fern-like hands, I am not fit to take care of her.

From the start, I’m not one to look after anyone, and fundamentally…

“If she gets involved with me, she could get seriously hurt. I don’t want to cause unnecessary sadness by taking her along.”

The scale of what I’m dealing with is too large for this girl to accompany me.

From the apostle of evil, the Winter Lord, to the living legend Gwangryong.

Sure, I’ve defeated the biggest mountain, Gwangryong, so there might not be many dangerous situations ahead.

But who knows? Maybe something even more precious awaits me.

I never thought it would end here.

It feels too bland and anticlimactic for a final battle.

Ending with the final boss being defeated by a mere clumsy golem?

That’s absolutely unlikely.

In this world, my luck is synonymous with doom; my fate has never left me to live comfortably even once.

“It’s unrealistic for me to take care of her given all the challenges ahead. So, I have to entrust her to someone else.”

“…Then I’ll take her and write her off as a seedling. It’s pitiful to see that poor child losing everything.”

“Well, then try to persuade them. I hope for a good outcome.”

Nodding my head and looking down, the girl who finished counting was gazing up at me with sparkling eyes.

…It’s burdensome indeed. I should hand her over to Cecilia quickly.

I squat down slowly, meeting the child’s eyes cautiously.

“Hey.”

“Y-yes… Sis…”

“Do you see that red lady over there? She has something to tell you.”

“Is that scary lady? Um, um… Can’t the lady deliver the message instead?”

“Sorry, but the lady has other things to attend to from now on. Unfortunately, she doesn’t have the capacity to help you.”

It wasn’t a lie.

After witnessing too many shocking things in a day, I just wanted to tidy up the battlefield and rest.

I had seen far too much, and now I longed for peace.

“Come on, let’s go. Looks can be deceiving, she isn’t as scary as she seems, right? You don’t have a reason to be afraid when you haven’t done anything wrong, do you?”

“Y-yes!”

Boosted by my words, the girl lets go of my clothes and begins to walk confidently towards Cecilia.

Cecilia welcomed the girl with the most harmless smile she could muster.

“Let’s see.”

Having been sent to the very kind Pasible family, it seemed they had taken care of the little one quite well. Now all that was left was this damn Dragon…

I murmured softly as I gazed at the slumped Dragon.

“I suppose I have to kill it after all?”

Although I wanted to make it pay for its numerous sins before putting it out of its misery, the Dragon was too much of a wildcard to simply dispose of.

At the moment, it was in a temporarily broken state due to the overwhelming pleasure bestowed by the giant robot embracing it, but once it regained its senses, its demise would be inevitable.

A giant robot was truly a one-time trick.

Hoping for it to work again would be a foolish thought.

“Kal, mind slicing off this Dragon’s head for me?”

So, I asked Kal to cut off the Dragon’s neck.

“Sure thing, who’s asking anyway.”

Without hesitation, Kal swung his greatsword and severed the Dragon’s head.

Thus, the wretched Dragon, which had inspired countless legends, met its ignoble end, whether for good or ill.

As the Dragon, who had lived through countless ages, met its end, on the other side of dimensions,

In a noticeable decrease of ashen energy from the temple, a malevolent spirit, having exhausted all causality, was bitterly lamenting.

“Damn it…! Saying you don’t know defeat…! How will it be if you give up so easily!!!!!”

Believed to have defeated both the legendary hero and the demon king, this being thought it could inflict terrible suffering upon the damn witches.

Indeed, until the appearance of the colossal golem, she had cheered while watching the crystal ball.

Facing the witches, she had shown an overwhelmingly relaxed demeanor.

She had believed that she could exact revenge on the witch who had taken away her cherished disciple.

However…

[Thud♡]

As the monstrous golem barged in, the situation began to take a bizarre turn.

The Dragon, always displaying an overwhelming presence, was rendered helpless in the face of the grotesque antics of the crudely fashioned golem.

Whimpering like a female in front of a male, it endured endless humiliation.

Eventually, it succumbed to unconsciousness, unable to overcome the pleasure.

And then…

“…It got decapitated.”

For a legendary being, it was a truly pitiful and futile death.

Was it because of this? The malevolent Poneria had to feel a sense of disappointment at his demise.

Though what she invested in was supposed to be a safe asset, why did everything she invested in end up in ruins?

“It’s all because of that woman.”

Gritting her teeth, Poneria ground them to dust.

Everything was caused by that damn witch.

If only that woman hadn’t come out into the open.

No, if she hadn’t made contact with those insane mortals.

The continent would have been walking the path of destruction except for the eastern part under Agathon’s gaze.

“Not even a saint… just a mere witch…!”

Poneria shouted for the temple to disappear, but with all causality spent, there was nothing she could do.

Her followers, completely broken, only hoped to reclaim their former power.

That way, even a tiny bit of causality could be replenished.

“Haah… Haah… Uwaaah!!!!!”

Unable to contain her boiling rage, she screamed with all her might, and soon, behind her, a small dimensional portal began to form.

In stark contrast to the gloomy ashen temple, a magnificent and beautiful door appeared.

Seeing this, Poneria flailed about in a fit, trying to destroy the door.

Creak –

The door, almost mocking her resistance, effortlessly swung open.

“Ugh, isn’t your greeting a bit too intense, little sister? No matter how happy you are to see me, it’s a bit embarrassing when it’s this excessive.”

“Shut up! And get lost! Do you think this is a place for you to sneak into?”

“Well, it’s a place where a stubborn little sister like you ran away from. Hah, but are you still living so sloppily like this? That’s why you’re not popular with men.”

“Did I tell you to leave?!”

Ponelia attacked Agathon as if to kill him.

However, with a word thrown by Agathon, she had to immediately stop her attack.

Although she was like an archenemy older sister, the words she spat out were too sweet.

“Hmm… I came to settle the score a bit, but it seems like it’s not urgent after all. If it’s not needed, then there’s nothing to be done. I’ll be going now. I’ll come back in 100 years…”

“Wait, just a moment, sister.”

“…Can you say it one more time?”

“Just a moment?”

“Not that.”

“Oh, sister…”

Even though it was unbearable to call a blood relative like an archenemy ‘sister,’ Ponelia’s situation wasn’t favorable enough to assert her pride.

If she let go of Agathon like this, she would have to spend an extremely boring time doing nothing but work for over a hundred years.

Even if she had to lower her pride and act like a dog for a moment, she had to receive as much reciprocity from her.

“P-Please…”

“What?”

“The, the score… Please, even just a little…”

“With your mouth?”

“…”

In front of Agathon’s meaningful smile, Ponelia bit her lip.

What kind of ridiculous request was she about to make?

Should she give up on the score even if she endured a hundred years?

However, at the following words from Agathon, the demoness chuckled.

“It’s a joke! I’ll just give it to you! Haha, what kind of deal do you think is happening between sisters?”

…Saying that made it look even more suspicious.

Her known sister, Agathon, had never offered kindness for free.

There was no way she would share the score without any intention.

Thus, Ponelia asked Agathon.

To grasp even a bit of her hidden intentions.

“…Why are you giving it to me, anyway?”

“Why am I giving it to you?”

Confused by her little sister’s reaction, Agathon smiled gently and approached her sister softly.

Then, in a soft voice, he whispered quietly.

Because.

It’s fun.