It Seems the Demon King Has Returned to a World Where Gender Roles Are Reversed - Chapter 59

 Chapter 59 :

Inside a filthy warehouse.

Ragna lay sprawled on the dusty floor, panting heavily, gasping for breath.

His body was caked with dust and sweat, as if he had been rolling in mud. Despite the sweat dripping down and his limbs hanging limply, drained of energy, a strangely satisfied smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

A sinister chuckle escaped through his gleaming teeth.

At the same time, a red glint flashed in his wide-open eyes.

It seemed he hadn’t fully returned to his senses yet.

Yet, despite this, the reason he remained motionless was likely because he had just obtained a satisfying amount of magical power through his recent actions.

Stroking his rising and falling lower abdomen, Ragna savored the sensation of the abundant magical power coursing through him, feeling a sated sense of fulfillment.

As he surrendered to that satisfaction, he began to sink into a languid mood, slowly closing his eyes. With that, the red gleam in his eyes started to fade.

In that moment, the smile on Ragna’s lips vanished.

“...!”

His expression rapidly paled, as if frozen. His eyes snapped open in a panic, but the red gleam that had been there moments ago was already gone without a trace.

Flustered by the outrageous act he had committed, Ragna scrambled to his feet, looking around frantically. Spotting Seria leaning against the corner of the wall, he called out her name in a panicked voice.

“Seria?!”

“...”

But she showed no reaction to his cry.

Ragna hurriedly approached her, examining her condition.

He let out an involuntary groan at her pitiful state.

Marks of violation covered her body. Her form was a mess of bodily fluids, sweat, dust, and blood. The sight triggered memories of what he had done to flood back into Ragna’s mind.

He had violated her, over and over again.

He had felt exhilaration watching her pained expression as she cried, and he had suppressed her anguished screams while violating her again. The sole reason was to seize the magical power flowing within her body.

For that purpose, he had relentlessly released himself, again and again.

“...”

Staring at the traces of defilement dripping between her legs, Ragna let out a sigh. Then, he closed his mouth and reached out toward her body.

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When Ragna realized he could obtain magical power through intercourse, he had briefly considered using that method as an easy way to gain it.

The massive amount of magical power he gained each time he coupled with Seria.

It was far beyond the amount recoverable through the magic circle within his body. If so, couldn’t he easily restore his magical power by repeating this? And not just with Seria if he took other women and used their bodies, wouldn’t he be able to restore his magical power even more easily?

However, Ragna soon had to abandon that idea.

The reason was simple: the risks were too great.

First, the amount of magical power contained in Seria’s body was far from ordinary.

It was comparable to that of Karen, known as the White Knight. Because she possessed such an immense amount of magical power, Ragna’s theft of it left no noticeable trace.

But if he were to absorb magical power from an ordinary person, say someone like Hazel, they would immediately notice something was wrong with their body. That would lead to bigger problems.

And the issue didn’t end there.

As with all natural phenomena, significant changes lead to a collapse of balance.

This applied to the depletion of magical power as well.

Ragna’s actions were, after all, forcibly absorbing magical power.

This made the problem even more severe. During the process of absorbing magical power, he might inadvertently tamper with the source of magical power flowing within the other person’s body.

The source of magical power, often called the “vessel of life” by mages and priests.

Some even referred to it as the form of the soul.

The reason this source of magical power must not be touched was obvious. Tampering with it could disrupt the balance of the body, potentially causing it to collapse entirely.

To use an analogy, imagine a vessel.

Now, imagine that vessel being broken, creating a hole.

Once a hole is made, the vessel can never return to its original state. No matter how much you pour into it, the contents will keep leaking out through the hole. And if you forcibly try to patch the hole, the vessel will take on a form different from its original shape.

It would inevitably feel alien.

Tampering with the source of magical power carried that kind of significance.

If the source of magical power is damaged, no holy magic can heal it, and no medicine can restore it.

Magical power is a force that seeks to follow the laws of nature.

But a force that has lost its proper form becomes aimless, merely dissipating without purpose.

That possibility was why Ragna hesitated to use Seria’s body to restore his magical power.

“...”

Ragna’s trembling hands carefully examined Seria’s body, tense with anxiety.

Beads of sweat rolled down his spine.

Like inspecting a delicate piece of craftsmanship, his hands meticulously checked her condition.

After some time had passed,

“...Phew.”

A sigh of relief escaped Ragna’s lips.

Fortunately, her body showed no abnormalities.

Though a significant amount of magical power had been taken, the flow remained stable, and she was recovering her magical power quickly.

Left as is, she would naturally recover.

Even so, he couldn’t leave her in the warehouse indefinitely. With that thought, Ragna picked up his discarded jacket from the floor and began wiping the traces from her body.

As he watched his clothes quickly become stained with bodily fluids and black dust, Ragna sighed, feeling a heavy sense of guilt for what he had done.

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Some time later, Ragna carried Seria out of the warehouse.

Fortunately, Seria’s clothes were intact, so her appearance was somewhat presentable.

However, Ragna’s top was beyond salvage.

It was unusable, soaked with bodily fluids and reeking of an unpleasant odor.

His pants, too, were loose around his waist due to a broken belt. Looking at them, Ragna sighed.

Even so, he couldn’t stay in the warehouse forever.

Carrying Seria on his back, Ragna stepped out of the warehouse and began hurrying down the corridor.

And then he ran into Anita and Liliana.

“...!”

“...!”

Both sides flinched in surprise upon seeing each other. Their gazes met in silence.

The expressions of Anita and Liliana froze.

They clearly hadn’t imagined they’d witness such a scene.

“Ahem, ahem!”

Anita cleared her throat, as if trying to take control of the situation.

Looking at her, Ragna felt a strange sense of relief that Seria was unconscious in this moment.

“Um, well, you see…”

“…”

“Well… how do I put this… just leave the rest to me. I’ll handle it somehow. So, uh… everything’s been taken care of around here, so just hurry back.”

How had she interpreted the situation?

Ragna felt a creeping fear at the thought of asking. Meanwhile, Anita took off the jacket she was wearing and handed it to him.

It seemed she meant for him to cover himself with it.

In his current state, Ragna wasn’t in a position to refuse.

Gratefully, he accepted the jacket from Anita.

Scratching her cheek, Anita continued,

“Um… how do I say this… anyway, let’s talk details tomorrow.”

With that, she hurriedly turned back the way she came.

It seemed she thought lingering would only make things more awkward for both sides. Watching her, Liliana turned to Ragna with a serious expression.

“I have something I want to ask.”

“...?”

“Or so I’d like to say… *sigh*, no helping it. Taking care of Seria comes first.”

Seeing Liliana sigh, Ragna gave a wry smile and nodded.

Then, with a stern expression, Liliana spoke again.

“Take care of Seria first. But I’ll definitely hear the story tomorrow.”

“…”

“I’ll come find you during lunch break tomorrow. Wait for me in front of the men’s classroom.”

“…Got it.”

At Ragna’s response, Liliana nodded. Then, following Anita, she turned and walked back the way she came.

Watching the two leave, Ragna sighed and began moving again.

He had no desire to run into anyone else here. He needed to return to the mansion as quickly as possible.

With that thought, Ragna quickened his pace.

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“…Mm.”

Seria was regaining consciousness.

Ragna quietly watched her from beside the bed.

Opening her eyes on the bed, Seria glanced around, as if trying to figure out her surroundings.

It was as if she were asking why she was in a room in the Steiner mansion.

“…Huh?”

“…”

Their eyes met. Tilting her head, Seria seemed to question why Ragna was in her room. Looking at her, Ragna asked,

“…Is your body okay?”

“My body?”

“…I healed the physical wounds, but that doesn’t mean the pain is completely gone.”

What was he talking about?

As Seria tilted her head in confusion,

“…!”

The forgotten memory suddenly flooded back into her mind.

The memory of being violated by Ragna.

Her face turned pale as she recalled it. Seeing this, Ragna gave a bitter smile.

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