Maou no Hajimekata Volume 2 Chapter 19 Part 1
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Translator: DarkHeartedAlchemist
Chapter 19: Let’s Sprung the Trap of Despair Around the Proud King of the Desert, Part 1
…….Cold.
The first thing he remembered after waking up was the feeling of extreme coldness all around him.
The desert sky changes its appearance from day to night. In the daytime, everything is shining and scorching, but when the night falls, it’s as if the blessings of the Sun God were lost, turning everything freezing, cold wasteland. However, the current cold was a different kind of cold than any cold he had ever felt, as if the very core of his body, his soul was being frozen solid.
Little by little, his consciousness gradually awakened.
Where is he? And why is it so cold?
[What happened…? What happened… to me?]
[Looks like you’ve finally awakened. Took you long enough.]
The moment he thought so, another voice reverberated directly inside of his head.
[You really are a dull guy, Uzermart.]
[A, U, R!]
The hatred-inducing voice of his mortal enemy whom he just couldn’t forget even if he tried. And it made him recall everything.
He is the incarnation of the Sun God and the ruler of all things. Uzermart, the emperor of the Empire of Sahara.
The voice he heard belonged to Aur, the Demon Lord who killed him.
[IiiIIIIIIiIIWWWwWWOoOOOOOONNNnnNtttttTFFfffOOOOrRRRGggIIiiVVvvvEeeeyyyyOoOooOuuu!]
Uzermart searches for Aur while screaming his lungs out, but he cannot see him anywhere, because the surroundings were filled with lights so bright that his sight was completely sealed, as if he was being blinded by the radiance of the sun itself.
[AAAAAaauuuuuRRRRRR! WWWHHHEEERRREEEEEAAARRREEEYYYOOOUUUU????! ]
The light is so strong that is burns his eyes, but even when he tried closing his eyelids or covering himself with his arm it still managed to pierce through him, penetrating all of his defenses.
….No, wait. The statement above is fundamentally wrong, because right now neither of his limbs even existed.
[WWWWWhhhhaaaaTTTTTTiiiiiSSSSSSTTTThhhhIIISSSsSSSS???!!!!!]
On the contrary, every one of his words sounded unnaturally loud and distorted, piercing his throat like thorns.
[What’s wrong, is it too dazzling for you? Shall I turn off the light?]
When Aur spoke, Uzermart’s was eased a little. The flood of light that filled the surroundings disappeared, and only the afterglow of the flames flickering with their redness remained.
[Looks like even the light of the torch is too much for you now.]
When Aur extinguished the flames emitted by the torches, he was finally able to get a good look at his surroundings. It was a jet-black landscape, as if a bottle of ink was spilled on a white sheet of paper.
[Whattttt are yyyyou doiiiiing… What did you do to meeee?]
His own voice sounded so far off that he had no idea if he was screaming or whispering, but nevertheless he threw that question at the darkness in which Aur now stood.
[I didn’t do anything to you. Yet. If anything, you have woken up on your own.]
Aur looked down on him and grinned. Why did he do that? What’s so funny about him?!
[That sight might be too stimulating for your soul right now, but here, have a look and tell me what you think.]
And what Uzermart saw… was his own body: mangled, dismembered and with its head caved in and snapped in a strange way.
[Impossible!── impossible, impossible, impossible! ]
[So noisy.]
Aur’s right arm grabs the neck of Uzermart, who shouts unbelievably at what he saw. Now he realized that he could see his own body because he was actually dead, and only his soul remained.
[It’s good that you are so energetic despite your miserable state. Now choose.]
Aur drags Uzermart’s soul down to the floor and pointed at his corpse.
[Would you like to keep rotting and eventually turn to nothing? Or lend me a hand and get resurrected? Hm?]
[Resurrected …!?]
[You can’t do that!], Uzermart’s common sense shouted. On the other hand, he remembers that he has been briefly brought back to life twice already.
The first time was by the hand of Aur, the very same man who’s standing before him now, and the second time by the God of the Sun, brighter and more beautiful than anyone else.
If only it was that one time, or if the order of the two was reversed, he would have been able to call it a fraud, a trick designed to torment him. But deep down inside him, Uzermart knows.
The coldness of death that freezes you from the bottom of your very soul, and the warmth of coming back to life.
[If… if I decided to help you… what would you have me do?]
Aur answers his question while making an astringent face.
[Help me regain my daughter…Sofia.]
Sophia. Uzermart did not remember the name, but he knew who Aur was referring to. Hidden Sun Goddess. The most precious woman in the world.
[All right……]
That is, the person who was destined to be Uzermart’s wife.
[Then it’s decided. You, the former emperor of the land of the sand will be my servant from now on. Be glad.]
Oh, he is glad, there can be no doubt about that. Because even with such a humiliating circumstances, this is a chance for him. A chance to destroy both Aur and the Goddess once the dust finally settles down.
(Are you sure about that?)
A cool voice reverberates behind Aur.
(Is this really what you want, Older Brother?)
This was a part of the blessing given to him by Marina, the Goddess of the Moon. She could have omitted the [Older Brother] part, but apparently that’s what she decided to call him from now on.
[Yes, absolutely. Now then.]
The power of the Moon Goddess Marina cannot guide her to the best possible outcome step by step, but it can show her exactly what the best possible outcome is going to be. In this case, it was the revival of the Emperor of the Sands to seek help from him.
In a way, he’s a man who has become the source of all their trouble. Marina was sure that he won’t just sit idly by obeying orders and that worried her to no end.
[He might be a stupid man, but there is no denying the power that he wields.]
He proved that when he was still their enemy, his flame which was so powerful as if the sun itself had descended upon the earth. The quality might have been the doing of his aspect of the Sun God, but its quantity was purely thanks to Uzermart’s own power. Of course, given enough time and women, Aur could achieve the same result as him. However, he was only able to do so as a result of his magical power trickster and a lifelong time of research on magical power. Even so, firing a God-level spells continuously one by one was probably still outside the realm of possibility for him. But Uzermart was able to do so to such a natural degree that it could be called a natural talent and it was very fitting for someone who was a ruler of an empire for so long.
[DEEEEEEEEMMMMOOOOONNNNNN LLLLLOOOOOOORRRRDDDDDD!!!!!!!!]!
An obnoxiously loud scream could be heard outside of Aur’s private quarters, and not long after, somebody has blasted the door open without even bothering to knock first.
[WHAT IN THE SCREAMING FUCK IS THE MEANING OF THIS???!!!!!]
And the rude individual who screamed at Aur turned out to be a beautiful, dark skinned woman.
[Hou?]
Unamazed, Aur casually looked at the beauty who barged in on him. Lively almond pupils. Short, glossy black hair. And finally, a lustrous brown skin adorned with white garments with gold decorations which accentuated her slender figure and a pair of bountiful breasts comparable to that of Lilu and Sakuya.
[What is it, Uzermart? Is something not to your liking?]
[Don’t play dumb with me you asshole! You know what I’m talking about!]
Beauty…. Uzermart rushed towards Aur who wasn’t able to contain his laughter anymore.
[You said you like the big breasts, so I decided to give you that what you love the most.]
[I love big breasts, that much is true! But on others, not me! And…. And my… my cock! It’s gone! It’s fucking gone! What the fuck?!]
Healing the wounds of the corpse, forcing the unmoving heart to move again, and returning the corpse to life. For Aur something like that was not magic, but rather an extremely advanced technique. Compared to such an achievement, genderbending someone, that is changing the appearance to that of the opposite gender was as easy as snapping his fingers. Also, the Dungeon is Aur’s absolute territory, a place where he can be the only Chad Thundercock. Having someone like Uzermart around would have been dangerous to Aur’s mistresses, so he decided that turning him into a woman will be the best way to prevent him from betraying him further down the road. That, and he simply wanted to fuck him up for all the trouble he caused them.
[You know Mart, I’ll be honest with you. I don’t understand what you are unhappy with.]
[Wha… are you blind, you mongrel?! You stole my body from me!]
Aur just rolled his eyes around and answered the angry Uzermart.
[I mainly did it as a joke, but I can see that you have no sense of humor whatsoever.]
[Yeah! Cause having tease cow utters on me is really funny! Except that it’s not!]
Uzermart Stretched his new breasts as if he wanted to tear them off, but Aur just grabbed them casually.
[What are you doing?!]
[What every man who has such a splendid breasts in front of him should do. You’re a woman now, so I advise you to get used to this.]
Uzermart jumps away from Aur and covers his chest with his hands.
[H, H-H-H-How insolent! …! To think you actually have the audacity to grab a noble’s chest with such frivolity!]
[I’m a man here, so your opinion does not matter to me. Besides, I am the one who revived you, which essentially makes me your master, so I can do with you whatever I see fit, whenever I see fit.]
He felt kind of weird admitting it, but when Uzermart was still a man he was well-build and strong, so normally he couldn’t have been beautiful when turned into a woman. But Aur made sure to put in that little bit of extra effort, creating what was arguably his best masterpiece in the field of genderbending yet.
[Wait, you … you said that you changed me into a woman, right!? Then that means you touched my body… you touched this holy body of mine!?]
[That’s usually how it goes. You got a problem with that?]
If you are an Aur-level sorcerer, you can do it without actually touching the body, but there was no point in raising the difficulty of the entire procedure by doing so.
[So you actually saw my naked body!]
[How could I have performed the necessary operation without seeing it first? Are you touched to the head or something?]
I didn’t want to look at a naked men either, but he didn’t really had much of a choice here. However, Uzermart shook his hands and covered his face in shock.
[The fact that someone saw your naked body is that shocking to you?]
[Of course it is! It’s unthinkable that some lowly mortal could cast his filthy gaze upon the physique of someone like me, a natural-born ruler chosen by the Gods themselves!]
Now that just made Aur confused.
[What humiliation! To think that the first ever being to ever look at my blessed body will be the vilest scum in the entire world, a man whom I thoroughly despise and hate with my whole being!]
[You have never shown it to anyone before?]
Aur cocked his head to the side and asked him.
[Isn’t it a custom in your country not to wear clothes?]
[The fuck?! There is no such thing, idiot!]
After his/her swift denial, Aur came up with a certain possibility.
[No way, you…]
He was the ruler of a country, a dominating force to be reckoned with who could have any number of women he wanted, and still…
[Are you… a cherry boy?]
[So what if I am?!]
Uzermart screamed at Aur with all his might.
(… I think I know where this is going and I don’t like it. Not one bit.)
Aur didn’t answer Marina’s question in his mind. He just grinned devilishly.
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