It Seems the Demon King Has Returned to a World Where Gender Roles Are Reversed - Chapter 9

 Chapter 9 :

"Ugh!"

With a desperate cry, Ragna quickly stepped back to avoid Seria rushing towards him.

But she was a cadet at the military academy.

Naturally, she surpassed Ragna in physical strength and combat ability.

Like a wild beast, she lunged at him, bending her body mid-air to deliver a kick to Ragna.

"Ugh!"

Despite managing to block the kick with his hands, Ragna was knocked back by the impact and fell. He groaned in pain from the vivid shock felt in his forearm.

"Ugh..."

Above Ragna, who was groaning, a dark shadow loomed. It was Seria. In her hand, she held a large rock she had picked up from somewhere.

"Damn it!"

Ragna hastily stretched out his hand to block Seria as she rushed towards him. But, thud!

"Ahhh!"

A punch to his abdomen made Ragna scream in pain. He clung to her, fearing that if he let her go, she would continue to pummel him. He had to restrain her somehow.

With that thought, Ragna clung to Seria's body and grabbed her arms.

"Pant... Pant..."

Was it from rolling on the ground and hitting the jagged part of the rock?

Blood began to flow from Ragna's forearm.

Gritting his teeth, Ragna held onto Seria's arms.

"Ugh..."

In the clearing bathed in moonlight,

And in the darkness, Seria's green eyes flashed.

Those eyes were not filled with their usual kindness and gentleness, but with anger and hatred.

Faced with the malice in those eyes, Ragna felt an inexplicable chill run down his spine.

Why was she looking at him with such hatred? Seria shouted at the bewildered Ragna.

"I trusted you! I really trusted you!"

Seria screamed as if in agony.

Hearing her voice, Ragna questioned himself inwardly.

What did she mean?

What exactly had she trusted so much?

...Could it be that she had trusted him so much?

A girl who had only recently come into the world.

As such, it would be hard to say that their friendship was deep.

Yet, she had mustered the courage to make a friend.

And so, she must have trusted him.

More than anyone else, she must have cherished him.

But he had shattered that relationship. He had literally pissed on it and thrown it into the trash.

"Damn it!"

But so what?

There was no time to dwell on such useless thoughts.

There was only one important thing.

He had to subdue her somehow.

But how?

His opponent was a girl who could easily tear a man apart.

Metaphorically speaking, she was like a fierce bear roaming the mountains.

For now, he was managing to restrain her, but if he missed his chance, he would literally be torn to shreds.

Truly a moment of being between a rock and a hard place.

But then,

".......!"

A question arose in Ragna's mind.

It was about the current situation.

As he had said, women, and especially those called knights, possessed transcendent strength.

Metaphorically, she was like a bear.

But he was somehow managing to restrain her with his strength.

How?

From that question, Ragna reached a conclusion. And based on that conclusion, he thought of a way to overcome the current situation.

'...Alright.'

He couldn't let time slip away forever.

It was do or die.

With that thought, Ragna squeezed out every ounce of his strength and shouted.

"Ugh!"

"......!"

Surprised by the force pushing her away, Seria stepped back. And in that gap, Ragna escaped from her and rolled away.

"Ugh!"

Stumbling back, Seria quickly regained her posture like a cat. Then, she took something out from her bosom.

It was none other than a dagger.

The sharp blade glinted in the moonlight.

"Aaaaaah!"

With a scream that sounded like a howl, Seria charged at Ragna.

Exactly as she had been trained.

Keeping the knife close to her body so as not to deviate, she lunged at his heart.

Thud!

A sickening sound of flesh being torn echoed.

And blood dripped onto the grass.

"Ugh!"

But Seria was glaring at Ragna, grinding her teeth.

A slight difference.

But Ragna's response was faster.

Sacrificing his arm to block Seria's knife, Ragna smiled fiercely and whispered.

"[And by the flowing polyhedron, I shall bind you!]"

"......!"

Suddenly, Seria was overcome with a foreboding feeling and tried to distance herself from Ragna.

But it was already too late.

"Ugh!"

When had it been prepared in his hand, and when had it sprung out?

Seria, once again bound, collapsed to the ground by the black energy that sprang from Ragna's hand.

*Crunch!

Watching her fall onto the grass, Ragna panted.

And looking at such a Ragna, Seria shouted with a voice full of malice.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you right now! I'll definitely tear you to pieces!"

With a voice mixed with sobs, Ragna grimaced and pulled out the knife stuck in his arm.

Squelch!

Blood flowed from the wound as he pulled out the knife.

Ragna tore a piece of his clothing to stop the bleeding and approached Seria.

Towards Ragna, Seria threatened with a roar like a beast's howl.

It seemed she was trying to prevent him from coming any closer.

But Ragna approached Seria without hesitation.

And he positioned himself on top of her.

Looking at Ragna perched on her body, Seria struggled with all her might.

But her body was as if firmly fixed and wouldn't move.

"...So that's how it is."

Looking at her, Ragna calmly concluded his question.

Why had he been able to withstand her strength, which should have been able to tear him apart effortlessly?

The reason was simple.

The slave's brand spell had been working properly.

The effect of the slave's brand spell was simply subjugation to the target.

In more detail, it caused a change in perception to view the target unconditionally positively.

As a result, the subject of the magic gradually became dependent on the target.

And due to its side effects, the subject could not harm the target.

It was natural. Harming and rejecting the target of dependence was like tearing apart the deep layers of one's own subconscious.

"But she attacked me... But because of the magic's influence, she couldn't use her full strength... Is that it?"

Seria's consciousness was telling her to kill Ragna.

But deep down, her consciousness was telling her not to kill Ragna.

As a result, most of Seria's strength was unconsciously sealed, and Ragna was able to survive.

"...If that's the case, then the problem is bringing the magic buried in the deeper parts of consciousness to the surface."

The biggest reason the magic was activated incompletely was probably because the amount of magical power infused was insufficient.

It seemed that with his amount of magical power, it was impossible to realize the magic.

"Ugh!"

Whether Seria understood Ragna's muttering or just found it unpleasant,

She growled like a beast, gnashing her teeth, trying to threaten Ragna to make him back off.

And Ragna looked at such a Seria with a serious expression.

There was no time. Even as they did this, her consciousness was becoming clearer.

And the incompletely cast magic would be buried deeper into the depths of consciousness.

If that happened, he wouldn't be able to do anything. He had to reconstruct the magic and cast it again at this very moment.

But,

"......"

He didn't want to use that method.

He absolutely did not want to use it.

No matter how high the probability of the magic's success, Ragna had consciously avoided that method.

But now there was no other way.

The magical power remaining in his body was now only a drop.

As such, the only way left to maximize the use of the remaining magical power to succeed in the magic was that method.

Gritting his teeth,

No matter how much he called himself a demon lord and prided himself on being a being far removed from humans, he had at least tried to uphold his principles.

Perhaps it was a reaction to the past where he had been betrayed miserably among humans.

Therefore, although he did not choose his means, he had not forgotten the favors he had received.

Therefore, at this moment,

Having to defile her, who had saved him and was the only one who had shown him a pure smile in this situation, Ragna was filled with a painful feeling.

"...I won't ask for forgiveness."

"...?"

"Hate me. That's fine. If you can remember."

As if the words were squeezed out.

"......"

Seria blankly stared at Ragna. Why? Why was he making such an expression? After doing such a thing, why was he?

At that moment,

Flutter,

"......!"

Suddenly, a chill ran through her skin.

Seria couldn't believe the unfolding situation.

"Wait, wait a minute! Stop! What are you doing?!"

"......"

But Ragna did not stop his hand.

He siIently undressed her, who was immobilized by the binding magic, and took off her clothes.

Her loosened top.

Her plump breasts exposed by the lifted top. Ragna opened his mouth and Iunged at her chest as if to bite it.

"......!"

At the foreign sensation on her bare skin, Seria screamed and arched her back.

But Ragna held onto Seria, who was thrashing like a wild horse, and repeated licking and rubbing her breasts.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

It felt as if a bug was crawling over her body.

With a mixture of humiliation and fear, Seria let out a scream like a cry every time Ragna's teeth and tongue touched her body.

And as that happened, Ragna's hand sIowly began to move towards Seria's Iower body.

"......!"

Suddenly feeling a chiII in her Iower body, Seria came to her senses and struggled.

"Wait, wait a minute! What are you doing?!"

Her expression as she shouted was desperate.

But Ragna ignored her words and focused on removing her Iower garments.

He untied the string around her waist and took off her pants. Then, he pulled down the string connecting the lace-decorated underwear, exposing her precious part.

And with that, Ragna also exposed his lower body.

"......!"

In the darkness, unable to see the form, Seria only realized that Ragna had taken off his clothes.

And she realized what that meant and turned pale.

"...No, no. Stop, please. No, please stop."

Seria muttered, on the verge of tears.

At that sight, Ragna gritted his teeth.

...He didn't want to do this either.

But hearing her voice filled with tears and sobs, he felt as if the resolve he had built up until now was about to crumble.

He couldn't let that happen.

Think of the demon descendants waiting for him.

And think of Margarita, who had met a tragic death.

With that resolve once again, Ragna gripped Seria's exposed underwear in his hand.

And,

"Mmm!"

Seria made a muffled sound as something foreign entered her mouth. And she twisted her body to try to spit it out somehow.

But the object that had entered her mouth seemed to be made of soft cloth, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't spit it out as it filled her mouth.

Rather, it was soaked with saliva and blocked her mouth even more.

And looking at such a Seria,

"......!"

Ragna quietly positioned himself.

And somehow, he lifted his thing and brought it to Seria's place.

"Mmm! Mmm!"

To somehow escape, Seria struggled with all her might. But holding onto such a Seria, Ragna thrust his lower body in.

"Ugh!"

Wide-open eyes.

A trembling chin. And her body, as if electrified.

Faced with the unbelievable situation before her eyes, the girl's suppressed scream echoed through the forest.

But that scream was buried in the deep darkness of the forest and quietly scattered.

Eventually, no one could hear it.

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