The NTR Hero Knelt Before The Demon King – Chapter 1

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: selkie
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With the encouragement of his companions, Elron moves forward.

However, at that moment, a cold sneer began to form on the lips of the person listening to the stories of the beautiful women.

He had tried to conceal his true feelings, but he already knew.

Even in the face of the final battle, the beautiful women had expressed strong affection toward the hero, Elron.

But deep in their hearts…
Elron was no longer of any significance to them.

Amelda, who had spoken of marriage…
Shude, who had become fiercely competitive…
Tera, who subtly expressed her affections despite seeming indifferent…

And even Aileen, Elron’s childhood friend, who had been with him the longest and claimed to be his rightful partner…

In their hearts, Elron had already become nothing more than a tool.

A tool to defeat the powerful Demon King and bring them fame and wealth—and once it was over, to be eliminated so he wouldn’t stand in their way.

So that he wouldn’t become an obstacle to their happy future with the one who had already stolen both their bodies and hearts, the porter Torare.

Elron was someone they would need to kill immediately after defeating the Demon King.

Of course, they never showed this openly.

Despite their cold hearts, Elron was still the strongest hero in the continent.
Without his power, they couldn’t defeat the Demon King or gain the wealth and fame they desired.

At least until the Demon King was defeated, they had to keep him fighting with motivation.

Because of that, they summoned the remnants of feelings that had long since disappeared, using them to fill the hero’s heart with dreams and hope until the very end.

At that moment…

The hero in question, Elron…

No…
The story of Torare, who steals the heroines from the hero Elron and uses them to claim the hero’s achievements, in the NTR game “Torare’s Night.”

The man who had been half-tricked into playing that damn thing.
An ordinary office worker from a small company in South Korea was… I, Kim Sang-hoon,

At this moment, which could be said to be just before the original ending,
Was moving forward while receiving the ridiculous encouragement of those vile women.

“Shit… I never expected to get caught up in such a damn situation even after entering the game…”

Somehow, the NTR “Torare’s Night” had become a truly miserable life game for me.

This was a significant emotional wound for someone who had originally been a pure lover.

To be honest, I had sensed something was off just from the title.

But the friend who introduced it to me seriously said that if I got through it, I would realize something, even if I was deceived…
I fell for it, and in the end, I ended up swallowing this forbidden fruit that I shouldn’t have.

The emotional scars I had endured lasted almost a week.

On top of that, when I asked what that realization was, my friend spouted the following nonsense.

“I feel sorry for you, who doesn’t know the charm of NTR…”

With that, I declared a severance of ties with that friend, and I completely deleted all traces of this damn game.

However… unfortunately.

Whether it was the aftermath of playing that damned game or for some other reason, I don’t know,

One day I woke up in a situation where I had possessed the hero Elron, who had been used and ultimately betrayed in despair at the end of the game.

That too, at a point where Torare had already captured all the heroines, and it was practically a matter of pressing the space bar to reach the ending.

If I had fallen at the beginning, I would have immediately tried to cut off that porter bastard’s head and twist the original story.

However, now that I had possessed the hero’s body, the heroines had already been completely captured, both body and heart.

This was confirmed by the fact that when I suggested changing Torare to another porter, all the women rejected me with stern expressions of anger and murderous intent.

Additionally, since Torare could not have survived until now without capturing all four heroines, it was already a given in the story.

In other words… the warrior women of the hero party were essentially prepared to crawl on the floor, howling like dogs if Torare simply gave the command.

And regarding this,

I needed to devise a way to escape from the hands of those wretched women, who were preparing to stab me in the back as soon as I defeated the Demon King.

If I had my way, I wanted to wipe out the porters and the hero party altogether.

However, no matter how much I was now the strongest hero in the world, it was impossible for me to defeat all those women alone.

Although they were weaker compared to my hero’s combat power, they were still the strongest warriors hailed from each country.

And through the sensing ability contained in the hero’s body, I was able to discern.

1:2… no, 1:3 would be enough to win, but even so, 1:4 would really put my life on the line.

After all, they no longer saw me as an ally, but rather viewed me as a being that needed to be killed at any moment.

Maintaining an attitude as a yes-man like in the original story as much as possible was for this reason.

And…

In such a desperate situation where the heroines were holding knives to my neck,
Before me stood the Demon King, possessing power comparable to mine, along with his subordinates who were on par with the hero party.

It was a true deadlock.
A situation where calling it a siege would not be an exaggeration.

But…

At this moment.

I thought this was the time.

The moment when I, who had fallen into despair where I could not see even an inch ahead…

Judged that this was my last chance to take a gamble that I could only walk once.

The last chance to jump off the hellbound express train I had been riding with a pounding heart for the past few days, to perhaps save my life.

With that one possibility in mind,

I began to charge toward the Demon King before me.

“Uwaaa!!”

As I displayed the image of a brave warrior, I charged toward the Demon King without fear.

Seeing me, the Demon King stood up from his throne, just like in the original story, and proudly drew forth his black sword, engulfed in pitch-black light.

The demon sword contained an unusual aura at a glance.

Holding it in hand, the Demon King began to approach me, emitting a terrifying aura as I ran toward him.

And…

-Kwaaaang!

The hero’s sword collided with the Demon King’s demon sword.

With that tremendous wave of power signaling the true beginning of the final battle, this area was engulfed in a horrifying explosion and dust.

The clash between the Demon King and the hero began with a terrifying momentum.

In response, the women of the hero party, watching the situation, quickly began to rush forward to join the battle.

“Not a chance!”

“We are your opponents!”

The Demon King’s direct subordinates blocked their way.

Just like the Demon King, they were clad in black armor, swinging their weapons without hesitation as they tried to fight against the warriors of the hero party.

However…

“Kraaaaak!!!”

“Huh?”

“W-What?”

In the next moment, a desperate scream suddenly rang out.

The moment they heard it…

The warriors of the hero party, who were about to face the enemy in front of them.

And the faces of the Demon King’s subordinates, who were about to attack them, instantly filled with deep shock and… natural joy.

The scene they saw at that moment…

Was that of the hero, on his knees on the floor, with his inner arm severed by the Demon King’s sword.

“S-sir… Hero…!”

“Whoa! My Demon King!”

Aileen, along with the women, had expressions of disbelief, while the subordinates of the Demon King spoke in tones of excitement.

At that moment…

To the bewildered comrades,
The hero Elron, with one arm severed, spoke in a voice filled with pain.

“Everyone… everyone, get away!”

“E-Elron?”

Elron, bleeding profusely from the severed arm, forced himself to rise.

Then, Elron barely managed to get up and, after taking a stance, spoke in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out.

“This guy… is not an enemy we can win against… If we stay like this, we’ll all die…! So… I will hold him off here… Hurry… everyone, run away!”

The hero, who had such powerful strength that he confidently claimed he could defeat the Demon King.

However, at this moment, that hero was in a situation where he was already heavily outmatched, having not exchanged many blows with the Demon King.

And… the other party members present instinctively realized what that meant.

‘That hero is so hopelessly…’

‘That means… the Demon King is that strong?’

‘What is this… If it continues like this, our calculations will be off…’

‘Oh no… we’re doomed.’

Originally, the hero was the one whose victory could only be expected if they all rushed in together.

There was no way they could do anything against the Demon King’s overwhelming power.

Thus, they were overtaken by a heavy fear they had never felt during their travels and began to step back from the Demon King’s subordinates.

And…

“Cough…”

“Damn it!”

The women began to flee toward the corridor they had come in, mixed with sounds of resignation.

In response, the Demon King’s subordinates tried to pursue them.

At that moment…

“Wait…”

The next moment, a suddenly heard slightly trembling voice.

The subordinates stopped attempting to pursue and turned their heads toward the source of that voice…

Their lord, the Demon King.
At this moment, apart from issuing orders, the Demon King was looking at the hero holding a sword in front of him, not at them.

Then, the Demon King asked the hero in front of him with a voice full of doubt.

“…Why is that?”