The NTR Hero Knelt Before The Demon King – Chapter 14

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: selkie
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In the game, it wasn’t just powerful enemies or bosses that frustrated players.

There was a certain blacksmith in a once-popular RPG who made players furious by forgetting the durability of items because he claimed his hands were slippery.

In a world roughly destroyed by nuclear war, a manager who caused a commotion over not having a water purifier chased people away with lame excuses after they finally managed to bring one back after a hard struggle.

Then there were those who acted deceptively and, at the last moment, claimed, “I didn’t intend for that to happen,” only to receive a soft punishment.

Although they bore the label of “allies” by nominally helping us, in reality, their very presence incited anger.

Honestly, the annoying NPC allies who were worse than enemies I could at least kill existed in significant numbers in the game.

And…
This was the same in this NTR game, which existed solely to ruin people’s feelings right from its inception.

Throughout the gameplay, various dirty tactics had raised my blood pressure, but due to the system, not only was I unable to kill them, but even attacking was impossible. In the end, they ended up enjoying a happy ending while sucking honey until the very last moment.

And…
At this moment.

Before me stood one of those NPCs I wanted to kill but couldn’t, a particularly irritating one: the supply manager of the city of Rob, a symbol of military procurement corruption.

In the course of the story, he forcibly took away 80% of our supply reserves under the pretext of supply costs.
If we refused, a message would appear stating that food had run out and we would be forced to restart the game.
Finally, he would end his appearance by sneering at the hero who had been deceived by him while pocketing gold coins with a rotten smile.

That bastard, the corrupt manager Glen, was now looking at me with a terrified expression he had never shown in the game.

“Y…you…who are you? What…what the hell is this?”

“Who am I? I’m one of the victims you’ve harmed.” “W…what?”

Even while staggering from drunkenness, Glenn was trembling all over as he looked at me, clearly feeling fear.

Seeing this, I began to approach him, wielding a dripping greatsword.

“You bastard! Do you have any idea who I am to dare to do this? You dare to touch me, who rules half of Rob!”

With a pale face, trembling, he started reciting a variation of lines that I had heard before, as if he was still alive.

Now that I think about it, the words he had said while pressuring us with food prices were quite similar.

He had rattled on about how he ruled half the town and how he would throw us out if we touched his temper, using pressure and lies to extort money from us.

While it’s true that as the supply manager of this place, his claim of ruling half the town wasn’t entirely wrong, the fact that such a guy was embezzling funds and extorting the hero party was a big problem in itself.

At this moment, the words Glen was shouting in real-time were causing me to recall that time when I felt disgusted by him.

‘At least this is a little better. Back then, he obnoxiously smiled while spouting such nonsense, but now he’s trembling and babbling…’

Feeling that revulsion rise up from instinct again, I slowly…

Filled with deep anticipation, I swung the greatsword toward him.
– Whack!

“Uh…?”

In an instant, a stream of black flames erupted from the sword.

As a result, his arm was completely blown off.

Blood spewed from the severed limb.

And…
Through that, I felt the sensation of pain.

In a moment, a wave of it began to crash over me.

It hit his mind like a strong blow, just a beat after the event.

Then…

“!!!! Aaaaaaah!!!!”

Immediately afterward, a scream burst from his mouth.

An immense pain he had never experienced since birth.

As he was engulfed by the wave of pain, Glenn began to writhe in agony on the floor.

“You!!! You bastard!!! How dare you!!!”

Screaming mixed with pain and rage, Glenn writhed like a pest.

Seeing him squirming like that, a profound sense of joy that I had never felt before began to swell within me.

‘Yes… this is it. I wanted to see this. I wanted to see this bastard crawling so pitifully on the ground!’

Entering this world had dulled my aversion to killing humans.

In this situation, watching the guy I had always wanted to kill scream in pain filled me with pure joy and exhilaration, devoid of any guilt or mercy.

‘They say revenge only brings regret and emptiness… but now I see that’s all nonsense. There’s a reason people burn with the desire for revenge!’

Delivering the punishment that such a human deserves.

Not relying on the clumsy and sluggish human laws…

But delivering the punishment of pain with my own hands to those who deserve to be punished.

The emotion that arose from that wasn’t regret or emptiness but pure joy… along with a deep sense of fulfillment and accomplishment.

Amid that euphoric feeling,
I swung my sword lightly once more, filled with joy.

Then…

– Whack!

“Grrk!!!”

With a sharp sound, one of his legs flew off.

At the same time, a scream escaped Glenn’s mouth, sounding like a pig being slaughtered, growing even more intense.

“Grr…g…please… s…save… m…m…e… please… w…what… what have I… done… to deserve this? P…please… I’ll… give you money… please… please, just spare my life…”

Finally realizing he was in danger of losing his life, Glen started pleading amid intense pain.

However,

Seeing him fail to grasp what he had done until now, I once again tightened my grip on the sword, a smile deepening on my face.

‘This must be what they mean when they say someone has no worth in living… Honestly, I’d love to keep crushing him for about an hour more…’

But unfortunately, I wasn’t in a situation where I could keep someone alive and torment them for that long.

Moreover, crucially, I didn’t have that much time to spare.

While I felt very good, it was time to wrap things up.

‘Well… aside from the satisfaction, this is just a bonus…’

Thinking that, I swung my sword at Glenn one last time.

“Guhh!!!”

Given that this bastard, who had money, wouldn’t be able to avoid high-level healing magic, it was correct to cut off his breath here.

As a result,

Glenn’s lower half cleanly separated and fell away.

Leaving him to scream as he died, I swung my sword again to ignite the supplies left in the warehouse.

The black flames infused with the power of the dimensional realm created a red blaze.

That intense flame, rising as if born from the depths of hell, began to incinerate the supplies and the warehouse at a speed incomparable to ordinary fire.

And,
With that scene behind me, I slowly began to walk out of the warehouse.

Since I had set this in motion with the intention of gaining favor, I thought it would be better to help out over there where the flames had just started to rise.

However…

“Hmm?”

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In the darkened warehouse area.

With a demonic attack looming, the troops guarding this place were less than half their usual strength.

Even the remaining soldiers were only thinking of moving toward the barricade, neglecting the situation here.

“I heard the guys who went out this time all got killed?”

“Yeah… I knew one of them, but we weren’t close since he had a bad personality, but it’s still a bit sad to hear he’s dead.”

The soldiers conversed as they prepared for the upcoming battle, talking about the ones who had been attacked.

In the pitch-black darkness, they relied on the campfire as they continued their conversation to ease their tension.

“Anyway, they said the demons would be here soon, so let’s get ready. Well… we don’t have to worry much as long as General Cassandra is here.”

“With her skills, she could take down most demons in one go.”

“Definitely an impressive person; some rumors say she could even defeat the Demon King’s elite guard…”

“Really? Then we need to be careful.”

“Um… we should, right…?”

“Hmm? What? Be careful? What do you mean…!”

At that moment…

“Guh…uh…g!”

“!”

“What… what’s going on?”

Suddenly, a sword shot out of the darkness, decapitating one of the comrades.

The remaining soldiers immediately sprang to their feet, ready for the unexpected ambush.

However…

“Gah…!”

“Guh…!”

Before they could do anything, their heads fell to the ground in an instant.

Without even having the chance to scream properly, their eyes filled with terror as they fell to the floor, and finally, before their eyes, was the figure of something small clad in purple armor.

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The one who quietly dispatched the guards with minimal noise…

One of the Demon King’s elite guards, tasked with monitoring and supporting the hero in this mission.

Elisia Eclipse lightly shook the blood off her sword.

“Well then…”

Muttering in a small voice, she threw a log from the campfire into the warehouse beside her.

Immediately afterward…

She slowly turned her gaze to the side, looking towards the dock, where she began to see the warehouses from the western end starting to emit smoke in succession.

In the darkness, it was nearly impossible to distinguish anything, but the scene of the fire was clear to her eyes.

As the smoke rose from the warehouses, small flames began to flicker one by one, as if signaling a beacon.

Elisia had thrown burning wood from the first warehouse to the last warehouse in the western area.

Watching the flames begin to ignite as a result, a subtle smile began to appear at the corners of her mouth, concealed by her helmet.

‘Now… I should go see that arrogant hero who is making a ruckus on the other side.’

Though he might be stronger in combat, he had the audacity to claim he would help her in a stealth mission, which was her area of expertise.

Having a bit of resentment towards that fact, Elisia planned to rush over to the hero and tease him about still not finishing his task now that she had completed hers.

But then…

“…I found you…”

“!?”

A slightly awkward voice suddenly echoed.

At this, Elisia felt an ominous presence enveloping her, and she turned around.

Immediately, a figure came into view.

With vacant eyes staring this way…

Recognizing the face of ‘that thing’ she could never forget, the expression of the demon officer Elisia stiffened into a hard glare.

‘No way… Is that guy the one from that time…?’