On the blazing battlefield, “The Golden Evil” laughs.
“Lift a leg and show me those panties! Show off those chests, rears, and thighs! Princess Knight of Justice! Lady General of the Demon Lord’s army! If you want kindness, let me hold you without resistance!”
There, there is no barrier between humans and demons.
The fair-skinned, beautiful Princess Knight and the muscular, dark-skinned Lady General of the Demon Lord’s army, both have their hands bound and are forced into a humiliating position, each lifting a leg as if a dog relieving itself.
“Kill me if you must!”
“What a cliché! You two, different races, at war, yet you’re both acting the same! And with your panties all out there for everyone to see!”
As the two women grit their teeth and shout, “Kill me!” in frustration, the man looks at them with an evil, twisted smile.
“You have such strength and talent! Why don’t you use it for good? With that power, how many innocent lives could you have saved in the name of justice!”
“Human! What purpose does this act serve? Where is your honor? You defile women with violence and lust, a true fiend! Do you not have a warrior’s pride or even a man’s dignity?”
The two women are of different races.
In fact, their races are at war, killing each other on the battlefield. Yet here they are, both defeated by the same evil, captured, and glaring at him with the same murderous rage, hurling insults at him.
“Double T-back.”
“Wha-?! Y-you insolent…!”
The man doesn’t take their shouts seriously. He crouches down and, before their eyes, intentionally turns their undergarments into T-backs by tugging, forcing their white and black garments tightly between their plump, trembling buttocks.
“You filthy pervert! Lowest of the low! You…depraved king of evil!”
“I’ll kill you! I swear, I’ll kill you, you sick bastard! You devil!”
Their faces turn red as they glare at him with even sharper eyes, exuding an aura so intimidating that it would make an ordinary person faint with fear. But his wicked grin doesn’t fade.
“Hahaha! Justice? Purpose? Honor? Pride? Don’t expect heroics from me—I was never chosen to be a hero! I’m perfectly fine being evil! What’s wrong with evil doing evil things? Bottoms up!”
“Stop it! Don’t touch me! Don’t you dare spank me!”
But he only doubles down, embracing the moment.
“Well, well, Lady Knight of Justice and Lady General of the Demon Lord’s army. Because of your petty skirmishes between humans and demons, my territory has been wrecked…and my servants have suffered injuries. You’ll share in the pain as compensation! Stop? Don’t touch you? I’m not magnanimous enough to forgive you self-righteous heroes without consequences! Time for punishment—spankings for both of you!”
He slaps their rears, causing them to tear up and squirm. But neither their screams nor cries stop him.
“Well then…I’ll take you both at once!”
“No! Stop! It’s my first time!”
“Please stop, I’ll never be able to marry!”
He reaches his hands towards their underwear with a lecherous grin. But just then—
“Master, excuse me before you proceed.”
“Huh?”
A beautiful woman appears on the scene.
Her expression unreadable, she stands beside the evil man, her silver hair flowing.
“You…no…it’s you, the ‘Saint of Betrayal’!”
“No way…the Saint is with him…?”
The two captive women’s faces are filled with shock and confusion at the sight of the newcomer. But the woman ignores them and stands by the evil man’s side.
“Approaching from the west is a squad under the Hero’s direct command…and from the east, a battalion of the Demon Lord’s forces…”
“Ho~”
The evil man listens closely to the report and, indeed, hears the rumbling of footsteps in the distance.
“Well, well, it’s true. But a ‘direct squad’ and a ‘battalion’? They really think they can stop me…us?”
“We are fully prepared, Master.”
No fear, no hesitation, no submission, regardless of who approaches.
“Don’t be arrogant, Golden Evil! Saint of Betrayal! Do not underestimate our justice and the Hero’s resolve!”
“How dare you…you know nothing of our Lord Demon’s power. You will regret this!”
Their allies have come.
Their trusted swords, their leaders, all here to take down the evil.
This realization fills the two women’s hearts with renewed strength.
But—
“I don’t care! Let them come! Hero, Demon Lord, humans, demons—I’ll take on the entire world!”
“I will follow you, Master, to the very end.”
More than ever, the evil man is ablaze with excitement.
“Although…”
“Yes, Master?”
“It seems they’ll take a little longer to arrive.”
“……”
Fueled with excitement, he now turns his gaze to the beautiful bodies displayed before him, their chests and rears exposed…
“Let’s get a bit of punishment in before they arrive.”
“As you wish.”
“Wa—wait, wai—STOOOP!!!”
The evil man indulges in his desires.
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“Getting caught between the Hero and Demon Lord, huh? Am I the only one in history to do this? Not that you care, Saint. Wouldn’t you prefer to see me dead?”
“Oh, Master, don’t jest…In this life and the next, I am eternally yours. This is my penance…for the day I took everything from you.”
After indulging himself, the man and the Saint rest.
Below them, two figures lay, twitching with satisfied smiles on their faces, as though such a sight was normal. The two seem utterly unfazed as they draw close together.
“Would dying bring you peace?”
“If it’s for you, Master. My sin…is that heavy.”
Hearing her words, the evil man looks into the distance…
“Hahaha…since that day…living life just the way I want…look where I’ve ended up…”
“Yes.”
Reflecting back on everything so far.
