The Incubus King of Holy Sword Academy (WN): Chapter 29

 

Chapter 29: Parasitic Plant

"Ooh, nhh, ohh, nnh, ah."

 The second day.

 Patricia was enduring the pounding of the penis with a steady rhythm of "thump*, thump*, thump*," leaning against the dirty walls of the ruins.

 She was enduring―― Patricia herself thought she was enduring it, but her body melted in pleasure and she couldn't say anything.

"Nhh, fuu, a――ahh, hii―― nhhh."

 Patricia's long, beautiful red hair was now shiny at the edges from the man's semen.

 The man's hips slammed mercilessly into her buttocks, causing Patricia's eyebrows to furrow and her shoulders to contract.

 The white underwear, which had absorbed sweat, dried, and absorbed it again, was dulled by grime and dust. Considering the size of Patricia's breasts, the underwear was made a little small, revealing the shape of her swollen areolas and hard, erect nipples.

 Thump*―― the penis penetrates all the way to the back, and Patricia climaxed a little.

"Nhh......"

 Patricia felt the white spurt of semen being released.

 The man who is now fucking Patricia has an inexhaustible supply of energy.

 He shows no sign of withering even though he keeps pumping out semen, but on the contrary, his hardness increases in front of Patricia's lasciviousness.

 The thick penis repeatedly went in and out of Patricia's vagina, even as it spits out semen.

(Is it...... already sunset?)

 Patricia looked towards the broken window as she endured the sensation of the backside of her clitoris being rubbed.

 The ruin where she is now is at the end of a wheat field outside the walls of the royal capital, near a forest with a water source.

 The sun sets earlier than in the wheat field.

 The shadows of the trees seen through the window are getting darker.

 Will the eighteenth bell ring soon?

"Nkuh――――"

 The extraction stopped.

 The man's hips are in close contact with Patricia's, who is leaning against the wall with her buttocks thrust back.

 As it was, the innermost part was pressed.

"Higuh."

 A sharp sensation.

 A little more stimulation would be better.

 Patricia clenched her teeth, but her shoulders trembled from the irresistible pleasure.

(Cumming, cumming.)

 She stiffens and stands on her tiptoes.

 She could feel her hole tightening at the prospect of her climax, trying not to let the man's penis escape. The tightness was shallow but tremendous, partly due to the fact that she had once given birth to a child and partly due to the fact that she had been training her lower body to fight as a knight.

"Nhh… a――ahh, aaahh!"

 Twitch*, twitch*――.

 Patricia's hips bounced.

 Something hot spread from her hips all over her body at once, and her brain was flooded with a haze.

 Drool dripped from the red-haired girl's voluptuous lips.

"A――ahh..., kahah..., nahh..."

 Her entire body is drained of strength.

 She collapses against the wall.

 The man's arms supported her body and gently held her from behind.

 It's a gentle follow-up from a man after being subjected to sexual violence in the name of pleasure.

 For a moment, Patricia almost felt a warm feeling in her heart, vulnerable to apologies and comfort after being violated by a man. She pushes herself back from becoming a bitch with the last remaining reason that she shouldn't do that, and she pushes her body back too, paying off the man's unkind hands. The man's movements were stimulating and tormenting Patricia, as the penis was still in her body.

"Nkuh... Haa... Haa..."

 As she was hanging her head and breathing heavily, the man's arm reached out and placed a finger on her nipple, where the erection had temporarily subsided.

"......, Fuu..."

 Three fingers rubbed the areola that emerged from the underwear.

 At first, the act was discomforting, but over the past two days, each time it was repeated relentlessly, it had turned into a pleasure that resonated deep in her loins.

“Fuu, kuh, uu… hagu, uu…”

 Rub*, rub*, rub*, rub*――――.

"Nhh..., kuh, s-stop it..."

 The place of the woman with the penis in its mouth ached.

 Patricia desperately tried to hold the man's arm, but the man's finger movements became even more intense, regardless of her efforts.

 The finger bent and scratched it with its tip.

"Nnnhh, fuuー, fuuuu―――― haaaaahhh."

 The nipple is stirred at high speed―― and the nipple becomes hard.

 As it got hard, the fingers caught them.

 The hole that clamps down on the penis recognizes the irritation as a s*xual sensation and slowly oozes viscous honey.

“D-don't, stop it, stop, iiiitt, nhh, nnnhh, no, nooo."

 She grabbed his arms and wriggled.

 However, Patricia, who was sitting on the man's penis with her hips buckled, was unable to escape.

 Being teased on the breasts meant that she was being held from behind.

 Patricia is tall for a woman, but she's no match for a man's height.

 She was held from behind, and gradually she could do nothing but cry out.

"Don't, with my breasts, I don't want to cum! Nnnhh."

 Breast cumming is ultimately irrelevant to the work of applying bodily fluids.

 So, she doesn't want to use her energy for something extra.

 But the man's fingers didn't care, and squeezed hard between Patricia's nipples, which were sloppily erect under her underwear.

"Nhii..."

 He pinched her nipple.

"Aaahh."

 He twisted it.

"Haa, ah, ah, ahh."

 He stretched it.

"Fuuu, fuu, nfuu, fuu."

 The fingers that pinch the nipples through the underwear are the thumb and middle finger.

 With the index finger in between, the tip of the erect nipple was scratched at high speed.

"...Hii!? Nhh, nnnhhhh."

 Patricia's legs move weakly.

 The fingers gripping the man's arm tighten, shallowly clawing at the man's skin.

 Even so, the fingers that are pressing against her breasts do not stop.

(No way, no. I can't believe I'm going to cum only with my breasts.)

 She had never done such a thing herself.

"Uuuu."

 Power is applied to the fingers that were pinching the nipples.

 The man's index finger claws at her nipple, digging shallowly into it.

 Patricia heard a "Nnnghhhh" escape her throat, a voice that women are not supposed to make.

 The man whispers in her ear.

"Now, cum."

 Pinch*――.

 Her nipples are pinched even harder.

 Her nipples are pulled upward at an angle, so much so that she thinks they will stretch.

 Patricia felt sparks fly in her vision.

"Ooh―――― ............oooohhhhh."

(No, that kind of voice. No.)

 Bouncing haphazardly.

 She climaxed with her nipples.

 This is perverted.

 Patricia of the Lowell family has been praised as a lovely, neat, intelligent, wise, beautiful, and strong young lady.

 She is made to remember unknown pleasures.

 She doesn't know this.

 She doesn't......

“Ooh…… cough*, cough*……, ooh, ughh……”

 Patricia's crotch.

 Clear liquid gushed out from under the short waist armor.

 It hit the wall of the ruins in a wide arc, leaving a stain, and drenching the stone floor.

"Ha――eh...... hee..."

"I made you cum on your breasts, you know?"

 The man tickled her tingling nipples again.

 This time the movements are gentle and soothing to the swollen nipples, not s*xually arousing. The nipples are pulled and stretched and slowly massaged.

"The... the, worst... you, are... the worst."

 Patricia looked back at the man with tears in her green eyes.

 The man says "I'm sorry, I'm sorry", not feeling sorry in the slightest, burying his nose in Patricia's hair and inhaling.

 The feeling of disgust was gradually disappearing.

 It doesn't even feel dirty.

 If anything, Patricia, who is s*xually active and sweaty without taking a bath, seems to be many times dirtier and stinkier than the man. And yet, the man did not show any discomfort at all, inhaling Patricia's body odor and licking and sucking her sweaty armpits as if he was smelling her fragrance.

 There was a mysterious feeling of security that this man would not show any disgust at the sight of Patricia, no matter what she looked like.

(In other words... this man is a pervert who is incurable.)

 Patricia thought vaguely as she flapped her hands over the face of the man who was asking for a kiss.

(And I, too, am being held by such a pervert and devouring s*xual pleasure all the time without getting tired of it......)

"Nhh."

 Twitch*――.

 Patricia lightly climaxed again when the penis was pulled out.

 But this time, her shame overcame her, and she covered her mouth with her hand.

“Shall we eat now?”

 The man slipped out from under Patricia and fished into a backpack he had.

 Patricia pulled on the bedsheets that had been discarded beside her, and crawled lazily on all fours toward the man.

"Ah……"

"Oops, be careful."

 She almost went face-first into the stone floor because her arms lost strength, but the man held her up just in time.

 The man should not have been looking at her, but he moves as if he is aware of everything that is happening in the space nearby. It has been like that for the past two days.

"It's unnecessary...... but thanks."

"You're so honest."

"I'm just trying to be civil. It's not that I'm attracted to you... I'm not."

"Hmm. Ah, is that so."

 The man looks disinterested and throws portable food and water in Patricia's direction.

 He then opened a canned food for himself and began to eat the preserved food inside.

 Patricia followed suit and ate.

 After that, she drank a lot of water.

 On the battlefield, it was common practice to nourish oneself while fighting.

 She was able to move as soon as she finished eating, and it was possible to act while eating.

 Patricia would hardly chew her food, just pour it down her stomach with water and be done with it.

 She thought that living like this, even for a short time, would have a bad effect on her body, but contrary to her expectations, Patricia's skin became fresher, her internal organs were in excellent condition, and her stomach, which had been aching without the stomach medicine, was completely painless.

 It was as if she was taking a rejuvenation potion that Lancelot had told her about.

 She felt better than she has ever felt in her life.

"I'm done eating."

 The man pushes the empty can to the side.

 In the room―― empty cans and transparent water bottles were scattered here and there, and clothes that had been dirty were scattered around.

(Mel would have started cleaning up the mess because she couldn't stand it.)

 With these thoughts in mind, Patricia stood up.

 She put her hands on the wall of the ruin and stuck her buttocks out behind her.

 "Come, please", she said, holding her breath.

 × × ×

 The ruin was in disrepair from the start.

 In a room made dirtier by empty bottles and dirty clothes, Patricia was being fucked by a man at dusk.

"Nhh, ku――fuu, o――ooh, haa, nhh, nhh, nhh, nhh."

 She put her hands on the wall and let him in from behind.

 She was fucked in the same position as he had done her while the sunlight was still yellow.

 Her underwear is soaked with sweat again, so she took it off and let it dry.

 She kept her boots on because the footing was cold.

 She wears waist armor, but it's almost torn up and looks like a broken corset.

"Oof, out!"

"Nnnhh."

 Spurt*, spuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuurt*!

 Spuuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuuurt*!

 Spurt*, spurt*, spurt, spurt!

 Spuuurt*, spuuuuuuurt*!

 Spuuuuuuuuurt*!

"Uaaahh, a――ahh......"

(Amazing. So much... so much is coming out.)

 The penis is not human.

 As a male, he is in a place that mankind cannot reach.

 The ejaculation is so great that she can no longer be satisfied with ordinary ejaculation.

 The ejaculation alone satisfies her heart and makes her cum.

 She even wondered if this semen contained some kind of aphrodisiac.

 After being ejaculated to the fullest, the man's hips moved.

 With a sound, Patricia's secret hole spat out the tip of the man's penis.

“…………”

 She voluntarily kneels down in front of the man before he says anything.

 She's not trying to be flirtatious.

 She's trying to lick it up, because she doesn't want to waste the seed juice.

"Ah――mu..."

 Sitting down on the stone floor, Patricia opens her mouth―― and wraps it around the majestic, towering rigidity of the penis.

 With her right hand, she gently massages the ball sack, licking around the underside of the tip and the surface of the meaty trunk, tightening the glans at the back and squeezing out all the remaining semen.

 Licking the neck with the rough part of her tongue, the man's hips drew back.

 Over the past two days, Patricia somehow knew the man's weak spot.

 Patricia took a deep breath through her nose and held the man's buttocks with her free hand―― swallowing the penis all the way to the base.

"Uooohh."

"Nmu―― fuu, nfuu, fuu."

 Slurp*, suck*, suck*, suuuuck*, suuuck*, slurp*, slutp*, slurp――――.

 Careful contact with plenty of saliva.

 Patricia, who loves to serve, seemed to like, to her own surprise, to lick and clean the dirty penis in this way.

 In the dimly lit room, Patricia turned her jewel-like green eyes upward to observe the man's face as he felt her oral licking.

"......"

"Oof."

"Let it out again, lots of it. Cum, cum."

 The man was obsessed with her breasts earlier.

 Patricia turned her body around and tucked the penis under her armpit and pressed her own side breast against the glans, drowning the man in the woman's skin.

"Oooohh!"

"It's a very stinky and dirty cock. But you did a great job of cumming today, too."

 She tightens her armpits.

 She moves the man's thing completely between there, which is dirty with armpit sweat, marking the smell.

 It's been a little while since the last time she took care of her armpits, and she's sure her armpit hair is growing.

 Patricia couldn't understand it, but the man was happy with the feeling.

“You can let it out anytime. Yes, spurt~, spurt~~~."

 She held the glans by the side of the breast and kneaded it from above with her hand.

 The man's penis, which was pressed by the breast meat and had its surface stroked, easily ejaculated and climaxed.

 Spuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuuurt*!  

 Spuuuuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuuurt*!

 Spuuuuuuuurt*!

 Spurt*, spuuuuurt*!

"Nhh... i-it's so, sticky..."

 The pleasure of making a man ejaculate.

 She felt like waking up to something new.

 As Patricia was smearing the semen from her breasts onto her skin, the man forced his dirty penis into her mouth.

 It is good to do it from here, though.

 It's okay to be forced to do it――.

 In a dark room.

 It is easy to feel bold because the view is narrow and closed.

 Patricia climaxed lightly as the thing was forced into her mouth, and a drop of love juice dripped from between her legs. Her shoulders shudder, but when the spasms subside, the man strokes her head and cheeks while she cleans the penis.

(I haven't fallen yet)

"......Suck*, suck*, nfuu, suuuuck*"

(Not yet... This is for my child and my husband.)

 × × ×

 It was getting dark, and Patricia had to get some sleep, as she had a lot of sex in the morning. It seems that the man is physically fine without some sleep.

 This is probably the difference in performance as a creature between humans and demons.

 When Patricia went to sleep, she was to be placed in a shiny, polished black coffin that the vampires in the play often used as a sleeping place.

 A fresh sheet would be laid out inside, and she would lie down on it.

 She was dressed only in underwear and black waist armor.

 The boots were removed.

 Once inside and with only her upper body raised, Patricia works with the man to attach several pieces of tubes to her body.

 A plastic cup covers the nipple.

 A catheter is inserted into the girl's hole and anus.

 The end of the catheter leads to a glass sphere in which the man's semen is collected.

 Patricia wondered if this was unsanitary, but it is said that the man's semen kills germs.

 She doesn't know if this is true or not.

 Even if it was false, it didn't matter as long as she didn't die immediately.

 Once the equipment was attached to the nipples of both breasts, the secret hole, and the anus, the final step was to cover her eyes with a cloth soaked in the man's semen. Before tying the cloth behind her head, Patricia took a potion the man gave her to induce a state of sleep. After placing a haystack under her head as a pillow, she was ready to go to sleep.

 The coffin was not made any smaller by the various devices installed.

 In fact, the coffin was quite spacious, and there was enough room for the man to sleep even if he were to slip into the coffin next to Patricia.

 Patricia said, "Then I'll ask you to do the rest", and closed her eyes under the cloth and let go of her own consciousness.

 × × ×

 As Patricia fell asleep, Christo quickly released the valve of the semen container and watched as semen trickled down the sticky tube toward her vagina and anus.

 Meanwhile, he takes out the jar that holds the excess semen he let out during the day.

 While she was sleeping, he would smear the semen in this jar.

 Since Christo is an incubus, the semen has a strong aphrodisiac effect.

 She may climax several times, but the potion that Patricia has taken will not awaken her until morning―― until the drug is metabolized.

 Christo gazes at Patricia's slender, beautiful legs, which stretch out from her short waist armor. Yggdrasil's nobles call the more disheveled, fat and fleshy legs beautiful legs. Patricia's legs are too thin by comparison, too toned like those of a wild beast.

 However, her legs, which were thin but still had a decent amount of feminine fat and flesh, were superb for Christo.

 He lifted her right leg.

 Next, the left leg.

 Once both knees are up, he is allowed to roll them outward and open her legs.

 Open*――――.

 From under her skirt, the girl's lewd slit, which had been fucked all day, emerged.

 It was glistening salmon flesh-colored in the light of the lantern, which may have even emitted white vapor.

 The pigmentation of the labia minora on either side was well established.

 This vagina is good for a vagina, but if she is reborn, it will be the vagina of a beautiful demon. It was sad for Christo, who would get more excited by dirty female genitalia, but it could not be helped.

 A catheter was inserted into the secret hole.

 A white fluid was slowly slipping down the thin tube.

 Christo pulled the semen jar closer and took out a paintbrush borrowed from the art room at the Holy Sword Academy and dipped it into the jar. He then slowly crept the brush tip, wet with the aphrodisiac semen, into the girl's vaginal opening.

"Nhh......"

 A moan from the red-haired girl.

 When he looked at her face, her pouty lips were half open.

 While checking her sleeping face, he put the brush tip with aphrodisiac semen on Patricia's slutty vagina again.

 Because her legs were open so boldly, her slit was surrounded by red pubic hair, and her labia were blossoming, revealing their inner garnish. The pigmented labia and salmon flesh-colored mucous membrane.

 It is an obscene female part, not unlike the beautiful Patricia.

 There is a clitoris encased in foreskin amidst the red pubic hair.

 Below that is the urethral opening, which is dripping with clear fluid.

 While she is sleeping, he mainly applies the liquid to these two areas.

 The tip of the brush touches the nucleus.

 It is small there, covered with skin.

 It may be smaller than Melvina's.

 He slides the tip of the brush slowly over the skin as if he was peeling it off.

 Squelch*, squelch*, squelch*. A highly viscous sound is heard, and the aphrodisiac liquid is applied to the withered female core.

"Ooh―――― ah......"

 Twitch*.

 Twitch*, twitch*――.

 The white belly, visible between the white underwear and black waist armor, is straining.

 The muscles of her abdominal muscles showed and her hips made a small bounce.

 Christo puts her finger on the blossoming cleft and splits it open from side to side.

 The vaginal cavity squeezes in tandem with the movement of the anus, revealing the girl's hole.

 The scent tickled his nose.

 Christo, who spread her lewd cleft, continued to focus on her clitoris with the tip of the brush, holding her down so that her hips would not close.

"Fu――――nhh, fuu, ah...... nfuu......"

 As he dutifully applied the fluid to its entrance, the spot where she had been squeezed swelled up. It was red and swollen, exposing the part that had been covered by the foreskin and quivering in the night air.

 He traced the border of the foreskin with the brush tip, inhaled her sexual odor into his lungs, and just kept repeating the act.

"O――ooh, nooh, o――――hii, gyu."

 After a while, Patricia's breathing became more and more intense, and her hips began to shake loudly and jerkily. The first thing he did was to force it down, and then he smeared aphrodisiac semen all over her clitoris.

"Nnhiii."

 Twitch*!

 Twitch*, twitch*, twitch*!

 Psshhhhh*…….

 Her hips convulse under his arms.

 Finally, the dilated urethral opening swelled and a single, clear squirt erupted.

 Squirting once.

 The rest was just a greedy twitching of the urethral opening.

 He moved the brush from the clitoris to the urethra.

 The sensation was sharp here.

 He gave her a stimulation that was so intense that he could barely touch it with the tip of the brush.

 Patricia's unclenched knee closed.

 Christo pushes it back to each side and opens her legs again.

 Then he goes back to teasing the urethral opening.

"Nhaaaahh, ah, hauu, fuunhh, nku, a――ahh, aaahh!"

 Psshhh*, psshhh*. Intermittent spurts of lewd fluid.

 Below the urethral opening, the female hole with the catheter in its mouth was opening and closing hungrily.

 Inside the catheter is semen.

 The movement is like sucking milk.

 Maybe he stimulated her a little too much.

 He thought so, so he decided to brush over the black waist armor.

 He puts the black skirt fabric over her pubic area and smeared more semen aphrodisiac on the brush.

 Like spreading paint on a canvas, he dripped a lot of white aphrodisiac on the black skirt and spread it with the brush.

 On the black fabric, the shape of her erect clitoris and her slit, which opens and closes hungrily, stand out.

 He let the brush crawl there.

"Fu――nhh...... nhh...... nfuu."

 The stimulation seemed to be just right, and Patricia's breathing became a little calmer.

 If it feels good, he'll keep going.

 With the tip of the brush, he lets the lewd fluid penetrate through the fabric.

 The erect clitoris, and below it, where the urethral opening would be.

 He traces those two places with the tip of the brush.

 Patricia sometimes pushed her hips upward, letting the muscle sinews show on her thighs and squeezing her ample buttocks. Her hips were so lifted that they almost reached the edge of the coffin, and she trembled. She would climax a little, and then slowly lower her hips.

 He repeats this process all the way to the morning.

 × × ×

 Patricia woke up not to a wake-up call from her maid, but to a facial ejaculation by the demon man. The way the man was doing it... in the coffin, near her, as she slept, covered in semen, was such that one might have thought he was climaxing for a laugh, but the man seemed to be quite serious.

 And Patricia is serious too, so when she was awakened by a facial ejaculation, she did not react particularly excessively, saying, "You let out too much. And please don't use my hair," was all she said.

"Sorry."

"Today is the third day. Stand there. I'm going to suck you off."

"Got it."

 Patricia quickly removed the tubes from her crotch and breasts, then stepped out of the coffin and knelt down in front of the man.

 Then, as she was about to suck in his three-day-old erection――.

 She was attacked by sudden nausea.

"......"

"What's wrong?"

 The man looks into her face.

 Patricia turned her back on him and ran to the corner of the room and got down on all fours.

 Then,

"Oee, o――oeee."

 How many times had she made noises that women are not supposed to make?

 Besides the man who was rubbing her back, Patricia splashed a mess of vomit mixed with gastric juice onto the stone floor.

 The reflux quickly subsided.

 But she felt something crawling out of the back of her throat.

"Ooeeeeehhh!"

 Slip*, splash*, flop*, flop*, flop*――.

 From inside Patricia's body, something that looked like a long, thin slug, with branches of the shiny blue holy tree extending out of it, sprang out. It thrashed around in the vomit, then immediately stopped moving and stiffened in the form of a holy tree branch.

 Patricia stared at it with wide eyes.

(This is……?)

"Alright."

 With a thud, without hesitation, the man's leather shoes crushed the branch of the holy tree.

 The man stomps on the branch again and again.

 Eventually, it dissolved into the sky as blue particles and disappeared.

"Eh……? Eh......?"

"Congratulations."

 The man's hand was held out to her, and she was unable to understand what was going on.

"Eh?"

"You've been reborn as a demon. It happened sooner than I thought."

 "Well, three days and three nights is a metaphor, and if you have the right amount, it will be completed earlier", the man said with a radiant face.

"Eh……?"

 Patricia stared at her hands.

 Nothing has changed.

 It looked just like her usual hand.

"I have been reborn?"

 Unable to feel it, she puts her hand on her chest.

(Ah, it's a little elastic...)

 Her skin had returned to its original color, which was tanned, and above all, the area around her vagina, where the pigment had settled, had returned to a clean state, not having been penetrated by anything.

(My body has rejuvenated!?)

 What does it mean to be sixteen years old and yet young again?

 Patricia touched her body around, and finally realized that it was somehow different.

"――――! I can't stay like this! I will return to the royal capital immediately! I have to persuade my husband."

"Right. Then eat and get cleaned up. There's soap and tubs and stuff over there."

“How about a change of clothes!?”

"There is. And there is also perfume. You'll probably have a fishy smell from the last three days, so you'd better put some on."

"I appreciate it!"

 Patricia stood up after saying that.

 She felt a sharp pain in her stomach and wobbled as if she had lost a lot of blood, but the man helped her to her feet.

"I'm sorry."

"Good. It was a short time, but I felt good. Good luck with convincing Setanta. I'll take care of the cleanup and everything, so you'd better hurry."

"Yes!"

 Then, as she quickly cleaned herself up, Patricia asked the man how to secrete the special bodily fluids needed for reincarnation.

 However, it seems that it was produced when one is sexually aroused, even if one does not know how to do so. In fact, it is more of an ordeal to avoid producing such fluids even in a state of arousal.

"This is the [Primordial Elixir]. It was given to me by a man I loved and respected. There is no replacement, so if it fails, I will have to go to the place of origin and make a new one. Please handle it with care."

 If she won't use it, he was going to use it on another woman eventually―― the man said.

 Patricia thanked the man and accepted the crystal vial containing the elixir.

"Um, by the way, about the branch of the holy tree just now."

"Oh, that? That's the sprout of the seed of the [Holy sword that slays devils] that you swallowed."

"The seed of the holy sword. Ah, I see."

"When you turn into a demon, the elements derived from the holy tree will leave your body."

 The man continued while carefully combing Patricia's long hair.

"As long as you have changed into the body structure of a demon, you cannot use the [Holy Sword]. On the other hand, if you touch the [Holy Sword], your body may be severely damaged. Be careful."

"Yes!"

"By the way, when did you swallow the seed?"

"Eh...? Yes, just recently――― a year ago. I really wanted the [Holy sword that slays dragons] to be useful in the battle on the [Frozen Plains], but I was not fit for it. Neither the [Fairies] nor [Dwarves] work, so I swallowed the [Devil]."

"I see."

 The man said nothing more, and then fell silent, as if pondering something.

 Patricia tilted her head and went back to washing herself.

 Now she would go to her husband.

 She doesn't want to leave even a whiff of another man's semen on her body.