Chapter 131: Light and Dark (1)

A purple-tinged black castle as if darkness itself had been carved out.

One room inside it.

A huge round table, a lavish chandelier, a carpet spread across the floor. In monochrome it would have been a luxurious room.

Yet every lavish furnishing is the same darkness color as the walls and floor. Only the chandelier’s light brightly illuminates the interior, giving anyone who sees it a somewhat cheap copy impression.

Three people are there. And in addition, countless beasts.

"A good view. Being treated as the same rank as the likes of you was unbearable."

A white-haired man with a tribal tattoo carved from his right eye across his cheek. The Black-White Demon King, Alter Native. He hooked up the corner of his mouth and directed his gaze at the two sitting at the round table the same as himself. As if saying light and dark have been divided.

Beside him a black wolf, and pulled close with his right hand a girl with gold hair in a ponytail. Meldiana.

Even though he is sitting at the round table he laughs, sneers, that he himself is the higher rank.

"Kukaka... you look happy, brat."

What answered Alter’s gaze was a wrinkled old man’s voice.

Anyone who heard that voice would picture a bent, wrinkle-covered old man, and seeing the figure would put on an expression of astonishment.

Because that figure is a boy of an age that however generously estimated may or may not reach ten. Fresh white skin, glossy black hair grown to the shoulders, from well-arranged features he would look like an adorable pretty boy.

But in the expression he puts on, in the emotion floating in his pupils, there is no childishness at all. He puts on the gaze of an old man who has passed long time.

The old man’s name is the Eternal Sex Emperor, Koito Theus.

A Magician Diabolic who has violated countless women and sucked them to death.

A man who surged to take all of Remora’s women into his hands, was defeated by Queen Fine, and became a close aide.

Sitting facing him is one beauty.

Braided gray hair twines around her own body like a snake. She wears a leotard that emphasizes a voluptuous body, and from a hole opened at the chest her cleavage is boldly exposed.

Purple pupils that seem about to spill, red lips you want to suck on. A type of beauty you want to pin down and make your own. If her face were not twisted irritably, that is.

The woman’s name is the Empress of Debauchery, Livy Ido.

A Magician Diabolic who climbed by deceiving and using many men.

A woman who tried to rule Remora’s land by manipulating countless men, was smashed by the close aide Gain, and became the queen’s close aide.

"A former combatant’s like, well you dare say that kind of thing to me!"

"Do not bark, former whore’s like. If you absolutely cannot endure it, raise a fawning sweet cry like a streetwalker. That suits you better."

"!"

The likes of you looking down on me is impossible. As if screaming that, Livy’s pupils shone.

Charming demon eyes. A power that if the target is male can make them think without question I want to offer everything of myself to Livy Ido. The power that makes her a queen’s close aide.

There are three means to prevent her charm.

Being female.

Raising anti-magical power and resisting the charming demon eyes.

Trampling the charm effect with a pure spec difference.

For Alter who possesses none of them, originally she is an existence that can even be called a natural enemy, an opponent where defeat is certain unless he performs careful preliminary preparation. Facing her like this should be impossible.

On top of that, if he concentrates on charm resistance Alter’s own combat ability drops remarkably. As a result in the original he had no choice but to fight by manipulating Sacred fallen to darkness. That much of a bad-compatibility opponent.

That means for Alter who has not made even one Sacred into a piece, an opponent he absolutely cannot antagonize.

"Faster than you charming."

Yes, originally.

Pachin, he snaps his fingers.

In that instant a huge wolf set fangs in Livy’s neck. Blood drips down white skin.

Livy cancels the demon eyes’ activation while her face remains twisted. Because she was convinced that if she did not her neck would be bitten off.

"My subordinates eating you to death is faster. ...Hun, like this you are just a woman. Whatever the personality, not bad for viewing."

"Alter Native...!"

Before a gaze filled with killing intent Alter pleasantly twists the corner of his mouth.

Her killing intent already had no value at all to Alter.

That day the Beast King of Brute Strength, Gain Perim, died.

He could not even satisfactorily call out his own subordinates, and was overrun in the fight he was best at.

As a result what floated in the air were Gain’s subordinate beasts.

A pack of beasts tougher than a clumsy Magician Diabolic. They have all sworn loyalty to Alter.

Because he was convinced the Sacred would win he moved before anyone else, screened Gain’s disgraceful defeat before the beasts, grandly spoke of his own experience of working over the Sacred, and as a result the original last boss’s subordinates all became Alter’s subordinates.

The original protagonist who can plot and overthrow transformation heroines is fully using subordinates of the highest specs. Excepting the queen, an existence that can beat him no longer exists in Remora.

The result is this. In the original the mid-boss Magician Diabolics Alter fights until he corners the queen. Those two were defeated without even being allowed to fight.

The two Magician Diabolics are alive now because Alter still thinks they have use value. Otherwise they would long since have become dog food.

"You understood the difference in real ability, right? Or are you so dull you can still convince yourselves you can beat me?"

"...A incompetent who only snatched Gain’s subordinates well dares that kind of way of speaking...!"

"I will not stop you from abasing yourself as trash below incompetent, but how about keeping that only inside your heart? ...Do not bark pointlessly and bother Alter-sama, loser."

At Meldiana’s sneer Livy housed killing intent in her gaze, then clicked her tongue and settled it.

Actually in a state where her life is gripped, whatever she screams is a loser’s howl, and if she acts as killing intent dictates countless beasts will eat her flesh to the last.

If she were to oppose Alter, when Gain headed to Earth she had no choice but to welcome Gain’s beasts into her own force the same as him. Then she might have been able to contest from an equal position.

But Livy, and Koito too, had not imagined even a fragment that Gain would be defeated.