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EP.64 Chapter 64 Demon King's Army ■■■ Hero Sage (1)
When I was young, I dirtied a clean porcelain vase.
I remember it was quite expensive.
An item that would fetch millions of won at auction.
I was severely scolded by my parents for dirtying that item, which was too expensive to buy as a hobby or collectible.
While being warned never to touch it.
I thought then.
What's the use of not dirtying or touching that item others cherish as precious?
Is value conveyed to that object just by decorating a home display case?
I couldn't stand it.
The sound of that precious object breaking, the fragments of shards.
I thought as a child that there are things completed through breaking.
-Never break it.
-You'll be punished!
I couldn't resist that impulse.
I opened the cabinet door and dropped that porcelain.
Crash!
A new work created by the broken porcelain.
The porcelain that was just trapped in a cabinet gained new life because of me.
My parents were angry saying they lost millions of won, but I was different.
I knew that the act of breaking was the moment the porcelain was truly completed.
The emotion of seeing value recognized by the world crumble wasn't something easily forgotten.
It was from then.
That I enjoyed seeing clean objects get damaged and broken.
Especially seeing objects everyone cherishes and considers great crumble, shatter, and get stained because of me.
It was similar to conquering one tall, massive mountain.
I looked at Sage's appearance reflected in the crystal ball.
Trembling in a corner of the prison.
Who would think that fragile woman is the hero?
Foolish ones would think she has completely crumbled.
But I know.
The true value inherent in her.
My lower body stiffened, and pre-cum beaded at the tip of my glans.
I wanted to violate the completed hero soon.
I wanted to violate her over and over, to completely make her mine.
'It's troublesome now.'
If I carelessly touch her, she'll just break.
I wait for the appropriate time.
Until she throws herself into that deep abyss on her own.
"Shall I spend the night with Vivian today?"
It wasn't a bad idea.
***
"Ahhh... Vivian, when will you come... Sage is cold..."
Sage trembled hugging her knees while sitting.
Compared to the previous prison, there was no wind and the temperature was warm.
But she shivered as if stranded on a snowy mountain.
It was a reflexive behavior developed while imprisoned until now.
Though not cold at all, her head and body were feeling cold.
It was a point showing how broken Sage had become in this dungeon.
"Vivian... Vivian... I mustn't forget. Sage won't forget."
She wrote Vivian's name on the wall.
Scratch!
The stone made an eerie sound.
The wall was already densely packed with numerous words she had engraved, like in the previous prison.
Most of the words engraved in the previous room were information about her.
Who she was, where she came from, what kind of life she lived.
Her mission as a hero and the direction she should go forward, and even revenge against the Demon King were clearly engraved.
But now.
-Vivian. Vivian. Vivian. Vivian. Sage. Sage. Sage. Vivian. Vivian. Hero. Sage. Mama Vivian. Sage. Lonely. When will you come? You said you'd come. Sage. Vivian. Bergio. Sage. Vivian. Vivian. Demon King. Sage. Vivian...
It was mostly Vivian and Sage's names.
The two women's names filling the space.
Sage's own name and Vivian who was the biggest existence supporting her.
And that's all the insignificant information.
"Vivian, I'm sorry. Is it because Sage is weak that I disappointed Vivian?"
Sniff.
As she kept crying, snot dripped.
I shouldn't cry.
If I cry, Vivian might be more disappointed.
Vivian didn't come last night.
She couldn't drink the warm embrace and soft milk Vivian used to give her.
Growl!
She was hungry.
Her throat was dry.
"Keung!"
No. Endure.
Just endure no matter what.
I'm the hero.
I can endure.
As always.
"It's the Demon King's summons. Keuruk!"
However, her resolve shattered on the fourth day.
Sage's daily routine was simple.
She would start the day having nightmares of Vivian leaving her side forever, then a goblin would come like now and take her to the Demon King.
2 hours of serving the Demon King.
Without inserting into her, if she followed all the Demon King's words forcibly demanding service, his semen would dirty her multiple times.
Every time that thing of the Demon King she absolutely didn't want to touch dirtied her body, her chest boiled with aversion.
It felt like breaking into pieces one by one.
She felt the presence of Sage remaining in her heart and mind gradually fading.
So she hated that time the most.
Because of the helplessness of being unable to do anything despite knowing.
After returning like that, she would read Vivian's name and her name engraved on the wall many times to confirm her existence again.
Feeling relieved that she hadn't forgotten the most important thing.
Despairing that she had lost memories she hadn't managed to write down again.
She spent long days like that.
Four days like that.
"I don't want to go..."
She was feeling it.
That she was crumbling every time she serviced the Demon King's penis.
That her holy power was getting dirtier every time she received his semen on her face and breasts.
That she had lost a considerable part.
"If you don't come, Vivian will die. Keuruk!"
"Vivian, Vivian... You always just lie to Sage! You always say she's here but never bring her! I won't fall for that lie anymore!"
"Are you saying that sincerely? Keuruk?"
"Yes! Vivian is dead! You killed her!"
So she struggled.
Deciding not to be deceived by their lies anymore.
"I thought this might happen. Keuruk."
"What?"
"The Demon King said to show you this if you refused. Keuruk!"
The goblin took out a white nursing bottle.
The palm-sized nursing bottle contained white breast milk.
"...Huh?"
Sage felt it.
That this milk was Vivian's.
"Th-This is..."
"Be grateful for the Demon King's grace. Even though she still can't move properly, he prepared this for you in advance in case you resisted."
"Sh-She didn't die?"
"She's alive. Keuruk! So follow me."
Sage's face brightened.
She put the nursing bottle in her mouth.
Growl!
She wanted to savor it, but her body that had endured for four days didn't have much patience.
Suck suck.
She emptied the small bottle in an instant.
"If you understand, follow me. Keuruk!"
"Mmm! Okay. I'll follow! Sage can do well!"
***
Sage approached holding the emptied nursing bottle in one hand.
She hummed a tune burning with determination.
Hum hum~
Is she so happy that Vivian is alive?
Her face that was dying just yesterday regained vitality.
Intoxicated by the fact that Vivian was alive, she didn't seem to think about her situation at all.
To think that proud and beautiful hero would crumble like such a simple child.
It reminded me of when I first broke the porcelain.
The multi-million won porcelain that no one in the house could easily touch.
I recalled when the harmony created by the shattering porcelain moved my heart.
'What sound will the hero make when she crumbles?'
Just thinking about her changed appearance makes my lower body harden.
"Sage."
I beckoned with my hand.
As she clearly remembered what I had done to her until now, she began glaring at me with eyes full of wariness.
"Again?"
"You understand without me saying it in words, right?"
"Uuu..."
"You'll be able to meet her today."
"Really...?"
"Yes. As I said before, I don't lie."
"Is it today? Can I meet Vivian if I just endure well today?"
I nodded towards Sage speaking coyly.
"Yes. There's no lie. I promise on the Demon King's honor."
"Okay... Then Sage will work hard. I really hate you, but I'll endure."
How naive.
Pure and innocent like a child.
Is that why she could become the hero?
"Uuump!!"
Today too, I sprayed my color on the hero's spotless, clear face and body.
Today too, she carried my scent.
"Uuuk, I hate it..."
Sage pouted while wiping off the semen dirtying her hair with her hand.
She looked like she wanted to wash off this semen with water right away.
"It's annoying..."
Sage's eyes were sharp as she alternately looked at the semen I sprayed and me. If she had the holy sword in hand, she surely would have cut me down.
The hero's innate aversion towards the Demon King.
Though everything had regressed to a child, only the aversion remained.
"You worked hard."
"Don't touch Sage with those dirty hands."
As I tried to stroke her head, Sage brushed off my hand.
Her glaring face was full of hostility.
"Sage, do you hate me that much?"
"Of course! Sage hates the Demon King! You, you... killed my precious person!"
"I killed them?"
"Yes! The Demon King killed them!"
She mumbles to herself as if not confident even while speaking.
There were no memories about that in her head now.
She was just forcibly putting together puzzle pieces with missing pieces through the aversion towards me remaining in her unconscious.
'It's complete now.'
She's broken enough to newly reconstruct a shattered work of art.
If I fill in parts of her memories.
She will be reborn as a soldier loyal to the Demon King's army who can use both demonic energy and holy power simultaneously.
"How strange."
"What?"
"I've never killed your precious person."
"What do you mean?"
"The kingdom sent Bergio to me. Even knowing he would die if he came to this dungeon. Then who killed Bergio? The kingdom that sent him to his death? Or me who pointed a sword at him for invading my territory?"
It's sophistry.
In the end, his head fell by my hand. That's a clear fact.
But she with lost memories couldn't refute.
Because she couldn't recall, she couldn't deny it either.
"S-Sage doesn't know difficult words."
She just avoids answering.
"Isn't the one who sent him to his death knowing he would die at fault? Bergio was killed not by me, but by the kingdom's leader. Not the Demon King, but the king."
"It's a lie. It's a lie! The Demon King is bad! Dirty! There's no way the dirty Demon King's words are true!"
Her antipathy towards me was stronger than I thought.
As if saying she would absolutely never believe my words, she bared her teeth and showed hostility.
"If I were a bad person, I wouldn't have kept Vivian alive."
"Dirty Demon King! Liar! You're lying even now! Vivian didn't come today either!"
Sage closed her eyes tightly and struggled.
It's a lie.
Those words of the Demon King are lies.
That I've been mistaken all along?
No.
I know.
Though I don't remember, I know that bad Demon King harmed my precious people...
"Sage, you shouldn't say such things. Calling the Demon King dirty?"
Huh?
At the familiar voice, Sage turned her head to look behind.
It was Vivian wearing the black priestly robes worn by priests corrupted by the Demon King.
But something was different from before.
She seemed to have grown taller.
Vivian who had a height just under 170cm had grown so tall she felt slightly taller than the Demon King.
Her brown hair that used to flow had also changed color.
"White...?"
Her hair bleached white was glossy and shining.
Her hair that looked like silver hair from afar fluttered.
"How is it? Thanks to the Demon King's care, I became the same color as Sage. Does it suit me?"
And above all, what captured Sage's gaze was.
The spider.
The spider body connected to her pelvis.
It was jarring, like a human upper body forcibly connected to a spider's lower body.
At the same time, it was alluring.
That spider body and long legs were the secret to Vivian's increased height.
It was clearly a hideous appearance.
If an ordinary person saw it, they would scream in terror and run away.
But Sage didn't.
Though changed into a spider, the sweet breast milk scent emanating from her body and the comforting reassurance felt in her voice told her this was unmistakably Vivian.
She knew because she had drunk part of her from up close.
Vivian was Vivian.
"It's been a while, Sage. You must have had a hard time?"
"Vivian... You didn't die?"
"Yes, I was able to live thanks to the Demon King's grace."
Sage was embraced in Vivian's arms.
It was warm and soft.
She clearly felt it.
Vivian's touch.
"Sage thought Vivian had died."
"I'm alive. I'm standing in front of Sage like this, aren't I?"
"Hueeong. Vivian..."
"Don't cry. You have to stop. Sage is the hero, right? Should a hero have so many tears?"
That's right.
I'm the hero.
As Vivian says, heroes don't cry.
"Mm... I'll hold it in. Because I'm the hero."
"That's right. Good girl. You're really great, our Sage."
"Yeah. Sage is great. I worked hard."
"But you know, Sage."
"Yes?"
"Isn't there something you've forgotten?"
"What is it?"
Vivian's eyebrows curved.
Wrinkles formed between her brows.
She who had always shown only smiling faces was getting angry for the first time.
What is it?
What did I do wrong?
Vivian, why are you getting angry?
"You should apologize to the Demon King. How dare you call the Demon King dirty."
"Ah... But Sage is the hero. They said heroes have to kill Demon Kings."
"Who said that?"
"Huh?"
"Who said heroes have to kill Demon Kings?"
"Uh..."
She couldn't remember.
As if someone had deliberately erased it, a blank in her memories was created.
"I don't remember."
"Will you believe someone you can't even remember? Or will you believe my words? Sage?"
Facing her resolute smile seen for the first time, Sage thought.
The answer was obvious.
"I'll believe Vivian's words."
Only then did she smile.
She stroked Sage's head.
Sage smiled too.
"Well then, shall we apologize to the Demon King now?"
Vivian says with a smile.
Her fingers, hard and pointed like spider legs, stroke Sage's cheek.
But it didn't feel painful at all.
Because the moment she caressed Sage, her fingers changed as if they were human.
Sage stood before the Demon King.
Disgust still terribly surrounded her.
She hears cries in her head telling her not to do it.
But it's just an empty echo.
Her body and mind were more deeply bound to Vivian.
Vivian's words are the truth.
There's no way she would lie to me.
Other people are stupid.
Even the Demon King.
This isn't because I like the Demon King.
It's all for Vivian.
To be loved by Vivian.
I.
'Because I'm a good hero.'
Sage knelt and bowed her head.
"I-I'm sorry, Demon King. The Demon King is not dirty. It was Sage's fault."
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