Volume 1 Chapter 4 (1/2)

TL Note: This is the last chapter in Volume 1 so I wanted to get it out, it was relatively short. I’ll probably put out another chapter of Muyoku no Seijo before starting Volume 2 so until then, Enjoy!

Chapter 4

「「「「AHHHHH!」」」」

A shrilling scream was raised. That voice had a high pitch, completely different from that of the Demon King.

Flint looked around the audience room in surprise, there he saw that the other four magicians in the party had become stiff, and then fell down in place.

「Wh…」

Confused, as Flint was trying to stand up, *s.h.i.+ng* a sword was brandished at his forehead.

「—-」

Flint gulped. The target of his previously fired light destruction magic was not calmly standing right before him.

The Demon King, without even a single wound on his beautiful face, sweetly smiled.

「Are you surprised? Flint. You are one of the only people to ever make me use my 『Simultaneous Casting』」

「Huh…」

『Simultaneous Casting』 is using two spells at the very same time, in all of history, the number of people that could do this could be counted on a single hand —

Enough for people to call it a myth.

Meaning the person in front of Flint had not only defended against his attack, but also while doing so he stole the consciousness of the four women.

In the corner of Flint's eye, a single tear started to form.

Such an overpowered person — no one told me it'd be like this.

As the Demon King stood up, he pushed Flint to the ground. Standing over him with an imposing stance, he began to gather magic to the tip of his sword.

— So, this is where my life ends…

Ending without even a single lover, what a lonely life it was.

At least in the end, let me confess to Lilia-chan — for some reason, looking down at the tearful Flint, the Demon King had a really pleasant look on his face.

「Ah man, that was fun wasn't it. As promised, since I won, I shall take away the thing you treasure most.」

「Eh…」

Flint's eyes widen. Don't tell me, he's not gonna kill Lilia-chan is he? Flint thought, but the Demon King simply smiled with a smirk.

「What are you looking at. You no longer have any need for women.」

「What…?」

His smirking snicker was wicked. His eyes seem to say that there was no greater joy than this, as in an instant it s.h.i.+ned a golden color. With an ominous low voice, he clearly spoke.

「– You who would defy me, take this transformation.」

From the tip of his sword, a needle of darkness violently shot forth, and pierced Flint's forehead.

Before he could understand what was said, he was suddenly hit with a heat was.h.i.+ng over his body. An intensely painful heat struck his whole body, as if it was trying to melt all his organs. He wanted to cry out, but even his throat was being burned, as it continued down to his very joints he could only open his mouth but nothing would come out.

— So painful.

Flint held on to his throat. He couldn't breathe. As his body stiffened, next to his ear he heard an out of place sweet and soft voice.

「Is it painful…? I'm sorry…」

Both his hands were forcefully pushed down, due to his difficulty in breathing, his vision began to waver as he looked at the beautiful man. Those deep crimson, lovely eyes seemed like it was enjoying this.

「This is punishment, for raising your sword against me.」

— What, the h.e.l.l are you saying.

He couldn't make his thoughts into words. Tears streamed down his face from his eyes. The expression on the Demon King's face, was that of excitement. It seems like he's someone who enjoys looking the suffering of others, Flint thought.

— d.a.m.n pervert!

The Demon King with his beautiful features, leaned his forehead in, touching it with Flint's.

「Pain… Please don't worry… I shall look over this body, in order to make sure it never experiences this kind of pain ever again.」

— What are you talking about?

Flint had no idea what the Demon King was talking about but his consciousness slowly faded to white, before almost losing it completely. — It seems I'm dying.

「……*Cough*」

When a strange sound escaped Flint's throat, the Demon King made a long sigh.

「Ah…how boring. I wanted to see your suffering face just a little bit more…」

— A genuine pervert…

Flint's consciousness was about to fade. He was then lifted by the Demon King into his arms. His tear-filled vision was now covered by those deep crimson eyes of the Demon King. His sigh could be felt on Flint's lips. As he thought 'what?' he felt a soft sensation.

The Demon King overlapped his lips with Flint as a hot sensation pa.s.sed through.

Flint's shoulders sprang up.