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Demon Lord’s Redemption: Chapter 8

Author: Literataku

Chapter 8

She stood in shock, feeling the warmth of his lips against hers, a rush of blood flowing to her cheeks with embarrassment. She tried to pull away but his hand slipped up behind her head and held her tightly against him. It was firm and insistent, she could swear he was probably bruising her lips, giving a whimper as he seemed to increase pressure, forcing her mouth open and sliding his tongue inside. She placed her hands to his chest in resistance, trying to push him away but his strength was leagues beyond her own.

Her hands slid across his chest, feeling the muscles underneath his skin and remembering just how very naked she and he were at this moment. His warmth radiating against her. Her legs started to give way, her body getting hotter as she struggled to resist him. Though she dared not move much more for fear of disrupting the ceremony if things weren’t completed yet. Though part of her wondered why the hero would attack her like this? Was this something the Head Priest hadn’t mentioned about the ceremony? Was she going to lose her virginity to this man as well?

“The ceremony is complete, My Lord Hero. You may release her if you desire.”

She felt the pressure leave her lips and his body heat move away from her body. She opened her eyes watching him turn away from her. When had she closed them? She stood trembling and feeling sweat starting to slide down her back, sending shivers through her. The Hero smirked quietly and moved to greet the head priest, seems quite comfortable in his own nudity for the moment.

“By highest of powers, I greet you, Head Priest. What temple is this?”

The head priest bowed deeply before The Hero, standing up and offering a thick woolen robe for him to cover his modesty. Emiyo sighing in relief to herself as his body was finally hidden from her sight. Her heart was still pounding from fear, confusion and she would never admit it to a living soul man, demon, or god, lust as well.

“By the highest of powers, I welcome you, Hero Hakuro. This is the Temple of the Harkumet.”

She slowly moved up hoping to receive a covering as well but the Head Priest merely handed her back the silken robe she had worn coming into the shrine room. The man chuckled softly and looked around the room while he tied closed the robe. His name piqued her interest as she turned and looked at him, a hero sharing the name of the fallen demon lord?

“So none of The Seven could let one of the others have control over me. So instead they try to share, and therefore none of them have control. As expected of those fools. I’ll make it their undoing”

His voice got lower and sounding harsh and almost vindictive. She couldn’t believe her ears as the Hero blasphemed the gods, gasping in shock as he uttered such words. He flashed a smile her way, it made her shiver from toe to head. Those black eyes gleaming with an intent that she hadn’t experienced before.

“Much fun as it could be doing all the hero ceremonial stuff. I’ve got things to do and brothers to ruthlessly murder, so if you will excuse me.”

He snapped his fingers in his left hand and then frowned, lifting up his right he repeated the gesture and then looked at the priest with cold fury in his eyes. Emiyo felt as if her feet were frozen to the ground from his cold rage.

“What. Did. They. Do. To me?”

Head Priest Daisuke smiled and turned to look at Emiyo, he gave her a reassuring look as he spoke, she could hear him trying not to laugh too hard as he kept his words steady.

“This summoning circle was specially designed for you, My Lord Haruko. The Gods did not want you to freely move around destroying people and things indiscriminately during your quest. In their vast power and wisdom, they deigned that you should have a companion to, shall we say, carry the burden of your powers. All of your great abilities and strengths are locked within our lovely Miko here. Only with her permission can you use any of them.”

Haruko turned and looked at her, his eyes staring into hers as she trembled fearfully. Why had her master just made her a target of this frightful man? Powers? Strengths? She was supposed to tell him he could use them? He took a step towards her before the Head Priest made a quick noise.

“I wouldn’t try anything, Ex-Demon Lord. She now has the power to even forbid you from action if needed. You cannot even touch her without her permission. The ceremony has bound everything of yours into her soul. If you kill her you will lose them all for eternity.”

That gave Haruko pause, growling deeply and turning around with a sneer. She wondered if the truth was being told. Though Head Priest had no reason to lie, it could so easily be tested that if he was caught they would both die horribly to this great monster. Haruko rushed toward the Priest raising a hand to strike him.

“Stop!”

She called out to Haruko, begging him not to hurt her teacher and master. His arm suddenly paused midway as if his body had suddenly locked into that position. She could see him gritting his teeth, fighting against her words for a moment before he stopped, suddenly free to move now that he wasn’t trying to hurt the Head Priest. Leaning against the shrine wall he burst out laughing much to Emiyo’s confusion.

“Oh, this is so perfect! Of course, they would do this to me! Oh, my gods, they love to heap on the irony with their judgments…”

She looked at the Demon Lord laying back against the wooden wall looking utterly dumbfounded. Equally to her surprise, the Head Priest joined in the laughter, making her a little fearful that he was using some other method of control over him. Giving him a curious look he shook his head slightly.

“It does get better. It’s been eighteen years since you died. This girl is-”

“Is the last hero’s child with my stolen priestess. Another little dig at my last failure as a Demon Lord.”

Emiyo stood there looking between the two with confusion and fear, wondering if it was best to try and run away from all of this. How was he so certain that she was the hero’s child? She decided to speak up timidly.

“How do you…?”

“Because I know all of my children. I know the moment they are conceived to the moment they move onto the next world. You are not one of those children, so you do not have to think about those kinds of worries when I’m using you in bed..”

Her eyes got wider and she pulled the robe tighter around herself, though it did little aside from making her nipples press out of the fabric, reminding her that the two of them were still mostly naked. She shook her head and gulped, her cheeks were likely going to be permanently red after this.

He chuckled deeply and sighed looking back to the Head Priest who was watching with a bemused expression. She felt completely lost and confused standing just off to the side, wondering if she could quietly make her way to the door and dash for her dormitory.

“Lord Haruko, I must ask, for her sake and mine, why did the gods summon you?”

Haruko laughed and stood up straight taking his back off the wall, walking carefully toward Emiyo, she trembled as he started getting closer to her, her legs started to shake again. She didn’t want to be touched by him again, that kiss had left her confused and light on oxygen and nothing had happened to relieve that at all.

“The gods weren’t supposed to send the Hero home. Rather they were planning on making Mister Divine Magic stay and beat my brothers or turn him into a breeding stud to make their own divine warriors. But they fucked everything up and let him getaway. So while they panic over how to find another hero like him in the next five thousand years they sent me to take care of the job. I’m going to destroy every single one of them.”

“That’s a noble enough task to help me in every way you can isn’t it?”

He almost touched her cheek as she flinched away from him. Surprised that he didn’t try to keep pressing on her as she looked at him and saw that his finger was just hovering over her skin, unable to make contact as he slid his finger back and forth across the open-air like there as a barrier between them now.

“As the Temple of Harkumet, we are bound to aid those who will destroy demons and Demon Lords. Even if such aid comes from a demon lord. It is our duty and honor to help you.”

Haruko smiled and turned away, adjusting his robe and walking toward the door. Placing his hand to the paper and looking behind him. His smirk all to present on his face made her unsure if she wanted to smack him or run away as far as possible.

“The Hero’s quarters are still in the same place correct? I’ll just slip out and get more properly dressed. Unless you would like to see more of me, Miko.”

She turned her head, blushing furiously again. Damn this monster! And damn herself for being so easily played with. Fortunately, the Head Priest gave a wave and smile to Haruko. A slight bow as he answered.

“We need to discuss a few things, and she needs to clean herself of the runes. We don’t want to have any magics backfire on either of you, Lord Haruko.”

Haruko gave a slight nod of consideration and pulled opened the door to slip outside to the astonished voices of people seeing this man dressed in only a robe leaving the shrine. Leaving the two of them alone while the noises outside began to filter into the room.

“Miko Emiyo. There is one last thing I must tell you before you walk out of this room.”

She turned and looked to her teacher with a worried expression wondering if he was going to tell her to do all those lewd things from that book with that man. Biting her lower lip as she gave a bow to him.

“I am listening, Master.”

“The Miko’s that become the hero’s companions are chosen to be beside them the entire journey. They are the link that binds the hero into this world and should the hero desire to stay in this world the Miko gives her virginity to close off the link to his world. This act breaks the boundary that keeps the hero separate from our world and melds him into ours.

“But, the Demon Lord is already of our world and not a true summon like the Heroes because he came from the Realm of Gods, not the other worlds. Instead of a link, your body is the binding on his power and soul. You are the key to his power and once you give in to him he will regain all of it.

“I will not tell you to avoid giving into him at all costs. Demon Lords are very good at manipulating humans and there is a handful of us that can claim to have never been corrupted when they set sights to do so. All I ask is to hold on until you feel that it is the right thing to do, or until you can resist his compulsions any longer.”

She listened with shock, standing quietly as his words sunk into her. Tears forming in her eyes as she looked up at him, Did he have such little faith in her? Had she shown signs of being a lustful woman of sin?

“Master… why do you doubt me?”

He chuckled and moved up kissing her forehead softly, but he did not offer his arms around her. Though she felt he was more in the mind that holding a half-naked girl in his arms would be wrong of him more than his lack of wishing to comfort her. She pushed herself against him, putting her face into his chest.

“Dear Miko, I do not doubt you at all. You are a strong woman. But he is a five-thousand-year-old demon, he knows how to play with souls and lives and he has bested heroes and heroines, turning them into his pets. Even I doubt that I could remain uncorrupted in his presence for too long.”

“I will fight, I will not fall to him.” She spoke defiantly into his chest, feeling his hand patting her head as she felt tears starting to leak from her eyes.

“I know you will fight long and hard, Little Miko.”