The Demon King Who Was Supposed to Lose Ended Up Defeating the Targets, and Now the Heroine Has Been Sent as a Sacrifice - Chapter 05

Chapter 05: The Demon King Supposed to Lose Gives a Gift to the Heroine

Several days had passed since I started spending time with Elsia.

“Haaaaa!!”

“Hou, you’re using your own blood as a blade. The manipulation of blood by a vampire is truly impressive.”

“You can easily deflect it without any defense and still say that!!”

I was sparring with Elsia on land owned by the Demon King’s army.

Although we were fighting, it was just a mock battle.

Elsia had become a vampire from a human, but naturally, it would take a long time to master her abilities as a vampire.

Elsia wanted to completely grasp her powers and use them freely.

However, there was a problem.

Unbelievably, Elsia possessed high combat skills as a vampire from the start.

Maybe it’s the protagonist’s privilege.

It seemed she instinctively knew how to use her body, so ordinary demons couldn’t help her training.

So, the strongest in the Demon King army, me, ended up being Elsia’s training partner.

“Hah, hah… Ah, really, you’re a monster.”

“Elsia, if you spent about six months in a dungeon, you’d be like this too.”

“…No way. I’d run out of food and water, it’s not realistic…”

“That’s true for the human body. But I’m the Demon King. I don’t need food or water.”

When I said that, Elsia looked startled as if she had realized something.

“Did you get stronger by spending time in the dungeon, by possibly… killing your own kind?”

“That’s a difference in perspective. To me, the only ones I truly consider my kin are the Demon King tribe. And the ones in the dungeon are not demons but monsters. From a human’s viewpoint, it’s like killing a monkey.”

There are some monsters that can communicate.

However, no matter how much they can communicate, a monkey is still a monkey.

Would a human hesitate to kill a monkey? The answer is no.

While there might be hesitation in the act of killing itself, it doesn’t feel like killing one’s own kind.

“I see.”

“Next time we have some free time, how about leveling up together in a dungeon?”

“Are you asking me out on a date?”

“Hmm, that wasn’t my intention, but… it might be nice.”

“I question your sense a little.”

How cruel.

“Anyway, even if it’s just a mock battle, fighting gets me excited.”

“…You really only think about that, don’t you!!”

Elsia looked at me, especially at my lower half, and blushed.

My demonic sword was already ready for battle.

Since the wedding, my relationship with Elsia has been very good.

Let’s try to tease her a bit.

“…Hey. Where are you touching?”

“Your butt.”

“…That’s the worst. Even if you’re touching, there should be some mood, right?”

Even though I touched her like this, she didn’t get angry.

Well, since we’re already married, there’s no reason to be scolded for touching…

Living beings are simple creatures.

Once you’ve shared an intimate moment with someone, it seems you let your guard down with them.

Unfortunately, I’ve never been involved in a romantic relationship, so I don’t know if this is due to desire or affection.

I don’t know, but it’s true that we have a contract relationship where we use each other, yet we seek each other out.

“If you don’t like it, I’ll stop.”

“…I didn’t say I didn’t like it. And please stop touching my butt so much.”

“Don’t worry. If anything, I’m more of a breasts guy.”

I let my hand slide from Elsia’s butt to her ample chest. 

I regretted not having the vocabulary to describe its softness.

But if I had to say, it was of supreme softness.

When I applied a bit of pressure, my fingers sank in deeply, and the moment I relaxed, they were pushed back by the resilient flesh.

As expected of a heroine.

Her overwhelming appearance combined with these two lethal weapons could kill any man. 

Her butt was also voluptuous, yet her waist was slim and tight, and her thighs were plump—a deadly combination.

It’s simply amazing.

While I was enjoying touching Elsia’s body, I got an unexpected counterattack.

“Guh.”

“I’ve been at your mercy these past few nights, so this is payback.”

Elsia gently touched my demonic sword.

Her touch, apparently taught by her succubus maid, made my knees weak.

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“In a mock battle, I have the upper hand, but I might lose this one.”

“…You always say that and then make me cry.”

“Maybe you’ll win today?”

“I accept the challenge.”

I pulled Elsia by the waist and was about to head towards my bedroom when it happened.

“My Lord! I have a report for you!”

“…Balzac…”

What terrible timing.

Balzac approached with documents in hand, smiling broadly.

He looked at Elsia and me and gasped.

“My apologies, my Liege. I will end my life immediately.”

“”Wait, wait, wait, wait!!!!””

Balzac was about to rip out his heart with his own claws, so Elsia and I hurriedly stopped him.

He always tries to kill himself so quickly.

Well, I do wish he could read the room better, but I don’t want him to go that far.

Balzac began to weep with gratitude.

“Oh, oh!! How merciful! I am fortunate to serve the Demon King and the Queen!”

“So, what’s the report?”

I urged him to get to the point before he started talking too much.

“My Lord, the reorganization of the Demon King’s army is complete.”

“Hmm. That was quicker than I expected.”

“Reorganization? What are you talking about?”

Elsia tilted her head in confusion next to me.

I eagerly explained to answer Elsia’s question.

“Elsia, do you know how many main divisions the Demon King’s army is divided into?”

“Um, the Aerial Army with flying abilities, the Sea Army specialized in underwater movement, and the Land Army army skilled in ground combat, right?”

“That’s right. They are further divided into smaller units, but I’ll explain that later. I have formed a new fourth division from selected members of each army. Let’s see, the name is…”

I hadn’t thought of a name for the fourth division yet.

“Hmm, let’s call it the Elsia Army.”

“Elsia… Army?”

“…If you don’t like the name, feel free to change it.”

“No, it’s a bit simple, but… Are you giving it to me?”

“Yes. I’m giving you this army. Use it as your hands and feet.”

Elsia’s eyes widened in surprise at my statement.

Well, anyone would be shocked to suddenly be put in charge of part of the army.

But this is necessary.

“You are my wife. Demon Queen Elsia. It’s better for you to have your own army, right? Accept it.”

“…Honestly, you have no idea how to give gifts to a woman. Zero points.”

Ugh, can’t deny that!

“…But.”

“But?”

“As a gift to me, it’s a billion points.”

“If you like it, that’s all that matters.”

It seems my gift was very pleasing to Elsia, who wants revenge.

Additionally, this present serves as a demonstration for when Elsia becomes the new Demon King.

If Elsia leads the Elsia Army to destroy the kingdom, the attention of the Demon King’s army will shift to her.

That would be perfect.

I can then push the Demon King’s position onto Elsia and live a peaceful life as an ordinary demon.

…Well, there’s another reason too.

“But why go this far? Reorganizing the army can’t be easy, can it?”

“No? Balzac handles all the troublesome parts.”

“As per my Lord’s orders, I do it gladly!”

“…Why, Lord Demon King? No, Lord Diablo?”

Elsia ignored Balzac and asked me seriously.

“…It’s simple.”

—Gulp.

“This is, well, like a wedding gift. Don’t you think it’s a husband’s duty to provide what his wife desires?”

Well, that’s the other reason.

I genuinely want to deepen my relationship with Elsia.

As a married couple.

While I’m trying to push the Demon King’s position onto her, I also want to make Elsia happy. It’s contradictory, but that’s how it is.

“Pfft, Ahahaha!!!!”

“…No need to laugh, okay?”

“Sorry. …Thank you, Lord Diablo. This will really help with my revenge.”

Elsia smiled mischievously.

Seeing that smile, Balzac said, 

“As expected of Lady Elsia! Such a wonderful smile, second only to my Liege!”

“…Lord Diablo.”

“What is it?”

“Thinking about the future has excited me even more. …Shall we, right now?”

“Let’s.”

I answered immediately and headed for the bed in seconds.

Balzac smiled and said, 

“It won’t be long before we see the faces of a prince or princess.”

Quiet down, will ya?

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Afterword

A trivial comment from the author

Author: “I don’t know what boobs feel like. I don’t know what butts feel like either.”

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