The NTR Hero Knelt Before the Demon King – Chapter 14

In games, it’s not just the powerful enemy monsters or bosses that infuriate users.

In a certain RPG that was popular in the past, there was a blacksmith who made players rage due to his slippery fingers, constantly forgetting the durability of their gear.

In a world devastated by nuclear war, there was an administrator throwing a fit about not having a water purifier, chasing away players with pathetic excuses after they struggled to bring one.

There are also scumbags who act like they’re not intentionally wronging you, only to receive a light slap on the wrist as punishment…

Although they nominally served as ‘allies’ helping us, their mere actions incited fury.

Honestly, there were plenty of annoying NPC allies that were more bothersome than the enemies you could at least kill.

And…

This was especially true in this NTR game, which existed solely to mess with people’s feelings.

While playing, various nasty methods had caused my blood pressure to rise, but due to the game’s system, I couldn’t even attack, let alone kill them, while they enjoyed their sweet, happy endings until the very end.

And at this moment…

Right in front of me was one of those NPCs I wanted to kill the most…

The Military Supplies Manager of City Rob, a figure symbolizing corruption and misallocation of military supplies.

Forcing us to pay 80% of our self-provision in exchange for supplies, and if we refused, we were presented with a game-over screen stating we had perished due to starvation—

That bastard then laughed with a rotten smile while counting the gold coins of a deceived hero…

Corrupt Manager Glen, was currently looking at me with an expression of pure terror that he had never shown in the game.

“Y-You… Who are you? What in the world are you doing?”

“If you ask who, I’d say I’m one of many victims of your wrongdoings, how about that?”

“W-What… are you talking about?”

Even while staggering drunkenly, Glen trembled as he looked at me, fear evident in every part of him.

Seeing him like this, I began to approach him with a great sword dripping in blood.

“You, dare to do this to me!? Do you know who I am? I am Glen, who governs half of this city!”

Trembling with a pale face, Glen started to recite a modified version of a phrase I’d heard before.

Come to think of it, the words he used when pressuring us about food prices also bore a striking resemblance to this.

He would often claim to control half of this town… and that he’d kick us out if we angered him while employing pressure and lies to extract money from us.

While it was true that Glen, as the Supplies Manager, did govern half of this place, the fact that this bastard was embezzling and extorting the Hero Party was a huge problem in itself.

And in this moment, his shouts — echoing right in front of me — only served to remind me of the disgust I had felt due to him back then.

‘At least it’s a bit better. Back then, he was annoying me while smiling like a fool, but now he’s trembling and babbling nonsense…’

Feeling a wave of innate disgust rise within me again, I slowly…

With deep expectations, swung the great sword towards him.

– *Crash!*

“Wha…?”

In an instant, a streak of black flame erupted from the sword.

And as a result, Glen’s arm was entirely severed.

Blood gushed forth from the wound.

And…

The sensation of pain pierced through my senses.

It started to wash over him in waves, hitting him solidly in the head, just a beat behind the incident.

“!!!! GAAAAAAAAH!!!”

Almost immediately, Glen’s screams erupted from his mouth.

An immense pain he had never experienced in his life overwhelmed him.

As he was swallowed by the wave of that agony, Glen began to writhe on the floor in despair.

“YOOOU!!! YOU BASTARD!!! How DARE you!!!”

His screams were a furious mixture of pain and rage.

Observing him twist like a bug, a feeling of pure joy that I had never felt surged within me.

“Yeah… this is it… I wanted to see this. I always wanted to witness this obnoxious bastard crawling in misery!”

Coming into this world, I had already dulled my resistance to killing humans.

Seeing the one I had longed to kill finally expressing anguish brought me pure enjoyment without an ounce of remorse or mercy.

“They say revenge just brings regret and emptiness… but now it just sounds like nonsense. There’s a reason why people burn with a desire for revenge!”

Delivering the punishment deserved to those who ought to face judgment.

Instead of relying on the clumsy and sluggish human laws…

To directly deliver the punishment of pain to the one who deserved it.

The emotions stemming from this were not regret or emptiness, but pure joy… accompanied by profound satisfaction and fulfillment.

In that euphoric state…

I swung my sword once more lightly, filled with happiness.

– *Crash!*

“GRAAAH!!!”

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

In tandem, a scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered spilled forth from Glen even more intensely.

“Guh… Grrrrah… P-Please… Save me… I’m… I’m begging you… What have I done to deserve this? Just… I’ll give you money… Please… just spare my life!”

Finally feeling the threat of death amidst severe pain, Glen began to plead.

However, as I watched him, completely unaware of the horrors he had inflicted, I smiled even wider as I tightened my grip on the sword.

‘Saying one doesn’t have a right to live could apply to scum like him… Honestly, if I had my way, I’d love to torment him for at least another hour…’

But unfortunately, I was in no position to leisurely keep someone alive while making them suffer.

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

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

“Well… aside from the satisfaction, this is just a bonus…”

Thinking this, I aimed for Glen one last time and swung my sword.

“GHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

To permanently disable this money-laden bastard would be impossible; no way he wouldn’t receive high-level healing spells. It was best to cut off his breath here.

As a result…

Glen’s lower body cleanly separated from him.

Leaving him to scream as he died, I then swung my sword again to set fire to the military supplies inside the warehouse.

With the black flames infused with dimensional magic, brilliant red flames began to engulf the supplies and the warehouse at an insurmountable pace.

And then, leaving that scene behind, I began to walk slowly out of the warehouse.

Since I had started this mess to gain favor, it seemed best to assist with the flames that were just starting to rise.

But…

“Hmm?”

In the dark warehouse area…

With the demon races about to invade, the troops stationed here were barely half of what they usually were.

And the remaining soldiers only seemed inclined to move toward the defensive wall, not bothering about the situation here.

“I heard that the guys who went out before were all killed, right?”

“Yeah… there was one I knew, not that we were close, but it’s still sad to hear he’s dead.”

As they talked about those who had suffered the attack, the troops prepared for the imminent battle.

In the pitch-blackness, they relied on torches to ease the tension with small talk.

“Well, they say demon races are coming soon, so let’s prepare ourselves. I mean, with General Cassandra here, we shouldn’t worry too much.”

“With her skills, she can probably take down most demon races in one go.”

“Definitely a remarkable person. I’ve heard rumors that she might even beat the Demon King’s Elite Guard…”

“Really? In that case, we need to be careful.”

“Hmm… we should…”

“Wait? What do you mean careful…?”

At that moment…

“GUH…”

“!”

“What… What’s happening?”

Suddenly and without warning, a sword emerged from the shadows, cleanly severing the head of a soldier.

Those present jumped up, ready to face this unexpected ambush.

But…

“! GUH…!”

“Guh…!”

Before they could react, heads quickly fell to the ground.

Barely able to scream, their faces were twisted in shock as they dropped to the floor…

Before their eyes, something appeared cloaked in purple armor.

*

She, who silently dispatched the guards with minimal noise…

Was one of the Demon King’s Elite Guards, tasked with monitoring and assisting the Hero in this mission.

Eliza Eclipse lightly brushed off the blood from her sword.

“Now, it’s time to…”

Muttering quietly, she picked up a log from the torch and threw it into the adjacent warehouse.

Immediately after…

Her gaze shifted to the dock area to the side, where smoke began to rise sequentially from the warehouses, starting from the western end.

In the darkness, it was nearly indistinguishable, but within her sharp vision, the scene of the fire was clear.

From each warehouse emitting smoke, small flames began to rise, as if signaling a warning.

Having started throwing logs to ignite every last one from the first to the last warehouse in the western quarter, Eliza noticed the ensuing flames take hold.

Watching the scene unfold, a faint smile crept upon her lips through her helmet.

‘Well… now it’s time to pay a visit to that arrogant hero, who’s causing a ruckus on the opposite side.’

While his combat power might outweigh hers, the audacity of a hero to say he’d assist in her specialty of stealth operations had left her with some resentment.

Having finished her own task, Eliza planned to approach the hero and mock him for still not having wrapped things up.

But then…

“…Found you…”

“!?”

A sudden, slightly stiff voice echoed.

Feeling an ominous presence, Eliza turned around.

What came into view next was…

A figure with vacant eyes staring her down…

As she recognized that face she could never forget…

The expression of Demon King’s Aide Eliza froze in place.

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