It Seems the Demon King Has Returned to a World Where Gender Roles Are Reversed - Chapter 41

 Chapter 41 :

As Ragna gazed at Karen, who was lost in her thoughts, he quietly muttered an incantation.

A dark red aura flickered between his fingers.

It was the same demonic healing magic he had used to treat Seria earlier, channeled into her mouth.

As mentioned, this magic burned the target’s mana to enhance their physical recovery.

However, it also meant the target would be left unable to properly harness their mana.

Thus, Ragna decided to use this magic as a leash to control Karen.

It was a spur-of-the-moment idea, but he deemed it quite an effective method.

“…I was wrong.”

Karen’s trembling voice squeezed out the words.

With a mocking sneer, Ragna pulled his fingers from her sensitive area. The dark red aura had already dissipated from them.

Casually shaking off the fluids on his fingers, Ragna spoke to her.

“…Yes, it’s all your fault.”

“…”

Karen didn’t respond. Ragna then stripped off the last of her undergarments.

“…!”

Her head jerked up as her private area was suddenly exposed to the air.

Ragna grabbed her head, forcing it back down onto the desk.

As she let out a low moan, he whispered in her ear.

“But don’t worry.”

“…?”

“I’ll take responsibility for your mistake. Be grateful. This will absolve you.”

Of course, he’d exact a sufficient price for it.

Cutting off the rest of his words, Ragna thrust himself into her sensitive area.

“Argh!”

Karen trembled in pain as a man’s presence invaded her body. Her body instinctively clenched around him.

But weakened by the debilitating spell and the demonic healing magic, her body couldn’t resist Ragna’s intrusion. Like a castle gate with a breached moat, her defenses crumbled under his assault.

“Ugh… ha!”

Even as a knight, a woman was still a woman.

Her untouched area was far too tight to accommodate a man’s intrusion. Yet—

“Argh… ah! Why?!”

Even amidst her confusion, Karen was bewildered by the changes in her body. It was gradually heating up, particularly her sensitive area, which was growing wet.

“W-What?! Why is my body—?!”

“It’s only natural. You’re a woman, after all.”

“Ugh, that’s—! That’s absurd! Impossible! Did you do something to me?!”

“Hmm, I didn’t do anything special. Just the weakening spell earlier.”

Feigning ignorance, Ragna intensified his movements below.

With each thrust, Karen’s body shook, and the desk creaked beneath her.

“Argh, ha! This… this is impossible…”

“What’s impossible about it?”

“T-The thing is…”

“You don’t need to worry, Karen.”

“…?”

“This is merely punishment for your mistake. So, there’s no need to worry.”

“What kind of nonsense is that?! How is this punishment?!”

Karen shouted in disbelief.

But Ragna responded as if it were obvious.

“Didn’t I say? I have a way to resolve this situation. If I do, your mistake will be erased.”

“…?!”

“And when that happens, your fault will vanish. But even so, the fact remains that you made a mistake. So, who will hold you accountable for it?”

“…”

It was sophistry.

She wanted to scream that it was nonsense, but the words caught in her throat.

Not because something was physically stopping her.

She knew it was sophistry, but she couldn’t find the words to refute it.

Karen wasn’t foolish.

She was all too aware of the mistake she had made.

But, as Ragna said, if his words were true, her mistake could be wiped clean. It would be as if it never happened.

Even so, the guilt wouldn’t disappear.

The guilt over Seria, and over her nation, Shreid.

Especially her guilt toward Shreid, which bound her like iron shackles, refusing to let go. That’s why Karen longed for it.

For someone to forgive her sins.

“Ugh…”

Lowering her face with a groan, Karen’s expression was one of surrender.

Seeing this, Ragna knew his plan had worked.

As mentioned, her patriotism was akin to a religious devotion.

Her sense of duty to her nation had become an obligation, and “for the nation” had become the purpose of her life. But that made it impossible for her to look away.

For an ordinary person, they might think, “If no one knows, can’t I just let it slide?” But for Karen, that was impossible.

Faith was like that. The eyes of the divine were everywhere, and those eyes were none other than her own conscience. Karen couldn’t escape her own conscience. Ragna’s relentless taunting and manipulation, forcing her to confront her guilt, was part of it, but it was also because she only knew how to live this way.

“Hngh, ahh…”

Ragna’s movements grew more aggressive inside her.

Karen endured it with the mindset of a monk enduring penance.

But to Ragna, such resistance was merely pitiful. With a sadistic glint, he pinned her hips with both hands and began teasing the area near her perineum.

“Ugh, ahh!”

Already struggling to endure the intrusion inside her, the stimulation near her sensitive connection made her tremble. But Ragna’s assault didn’t stop there.

The front gate had already fallen.

Yet, his forces moved to attack the rear gate as well.

His hand slowly crept upward from her perineum. Realizing its destination, Karen cried out in panic.

“N-No! Not there, not there?!”

“Hmm? Not there? You seemed to enjoy it quite a bit that night.”

“What nonsense are you spouting?! There’s no way I’d enjoy having something shoved into such a filthy place!”

“Hmm, is that so? Then I’ll just have to test it. To see if you really didn’t enjoy it.”

“W-What are you—?! Arghhh!”

With a thrust, Ragna’s finger invaded the deep valley between her ample cheeks. It pushed past the wrinkled entrance, digging forcefully inside.

“Ugh… aaahhh!”

It was nothing short of humiliating.

Karen had already lost her ability to think clearly.

All she could do was repeat that it was wrong.

“Karen, beg for forgiveness.”

“…!?”

“Admit your mistake and beg for forgiveness, and I’ll stop.”

“Ugh, what are you…”

“If you don’t, I’ll keep going until the night ends.”

“…!”

At Ragna’s words, Karen’s face paled.

To endure this all day?

Her body and mind would break.

Her body might recover, but her mind would shatter into pieces.

“I-I understand! I get it!”

“Then say it now. I’m not a patient man. If you don’t hurry, I might change my mind.”

“Ugh… fine!”

Clutching her spinning head, Karen gritted her teeth.

With a trembling voice, she spoke.

“Please forgive me…”

“Too quiet. Not enough punishment yet?”

“…! Forgive me! Please forgive me! Is that enough?!”

Tears welled in eyes that had never shed them, even in pain, as Karen begged for forgiveness. Seeing the pitiful state of a once-proud knight of the White Knights, Ragna closed his eyes, overwhelmed by the emotions swelling within him.

“…Fine, I’ll forgive you.”

“…”

“But don’t you think begging so casually is a bit rude?”

“…!?”

“For that, I’ll give you one final blow.”

“W-Wait?! If that’s the case, I’ll apologize, I’ll apologize again—!”

“No, it’s too late.”

“Stop, stop—arghhh!”

With Karen’s screams, Ragna’s lower body began to move furiously.

The sensation of being pierced deep inside, with an intensity unlike before, made Karen cry out in a mix of screams and wails.

“Stop, stop! I was wrong, it’s all my fault, so please—!”

But Ragna’s momentum didn’t falter. His fingers, attacking her rear, intensified, ravaging her body.

“Argh… aaahhh!”

If her body were a fortress, the front gate had been breached, and the rear was collapsing under siege.

All that remained was the inner keep, which was crumbling under relentless assault.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was wrong, please… please!”

In a haze of semi-consciousness, Karen apologized almost instinctively. Watching her, Ragna delivered the final blow with deep satisfaction.

“Ugh!”

“…!”

A tidal wave of an assault battered the inner keep.

Karen’s body trembled, her hips bucking as the attack breached the gap.

A silent scream escaped her lips.

Only the sound of gasping air leaked from her open mouth.

“…Hoo.”

Having released everything into her, Ragna felt the flow of mana from Karen and let out a low groan.

“Hmm…”

Frowning slightly, Ragna carefully absorbed the mana flow. At a certain point, he cut it off and withdrew.

A sticky fluid seeped from where they had been connected. Yet, despite their separation, Karen remained unresponsive.

Her body was still flushed, trembling faintly.

“…Hmm, did the demonic healing magic work too well?”

Checking her condition, Ragna propped her up and carried her to a sofa in the corner of the office meant for rest.

Laying her down, he noticed she had fallen asleep.

Her eyes were closed, and soft, rhythmic breathing came from her nose.

Scratching his head, Ragna muttered, “Did I go too far…?”

It wasn’t as if Ragna was particularly virile.

If anything, he was average by the standards of 500 years ago.

His sexual experiences were modest, limited to his lover, Margarita.

Yet, the reactions from Seria and Karen were intense.

Thinking about it, Ragna scratched his chin.

“…That old man. He said women here have such stamina that a single man can’t satisfy them… Was that nonsense?”

The old man he met at the lumberyard.

Thinking Ragna and Seria’s relationship was progressing, he had shared various stories, including about sexual dynamics.

According to him, in this world, sexual relations were female-driven.

And a single man couldn’t satisfy a woman.

The main reason was women’s stamina.

No matter how much a man tried, there was a limit to his capacity.

Thus, they couldn’t fully satisfy a woman.

So, Ragna always kept this in mind during encounters.

With Seria, he used persistent foreplay; with Karen, he weakened her endurance with magic.

But even so, they seemed to break too easily.

“…Was the old man wrong, or is there another reason…?”

Calming the mana absorbed from Karen, Ragna pondered. But no answer came.

“…Well, whatever. That’s not the important part.”

With that, Ragna wiped the fluids from his lower body and redressed.

He also dressed Karen and sat on the sofa opposite her, waiting for her to wake.

Ragna’s actions toward Karen weren’t driven by mere anger or dislike. While those feelings existed, letting them consume him repeatedly would shame the name of Demon King.

He had deliberately targeted her to break her. She was watching him, waiting for an opportunity.

That wouldn’t do. He couldn’t keep looking over his shoulder.

So, he seized the chance to crush her decisively.

Physically dominating her was the most effective method.

In a society where men were oppressed by women, being violated by a man she despised, in such a degrading manner, would leave a lasting humiliation.

And Karen had no way to retaliate.

Not as long as the Geass magic bound her.

This would force her to tread carefully around Ragna, lest she face such treatment again. Her boldness would wane.

“…Hopefully, this will make her think twice.”

Honestly, he wished she’d focus more on Seria’s issue than on him.

After all, Seria was inseparable from Ragna now, so it was only natural to be concerned.

With that thought, Ragna sighed, wondering why he had to deal with such matters.

For now, the priority was resolving Seria’s issue. Having used it as a pretext to break Karen, claiming he had no plan would ruin everything. So, Ragna waited for Karen to wake, hoping she’d do so soon.

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