Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World

'I can endure, this spell will help us win!'

The blades of ice raced towards Erika, piercing her flesh, her body going cold, blood freezing and seeping out of the wounds, yet the smile on her face did not diminish, her resolve only becoming stronger.

"Agh..."

"Queen of shadows, answer my call. Rend my enemies with your claws of darkness—Shadow Blades!"

Erika finished the chant, her eyes glowing as her vision changed to that of the spells. A mass of blades formed from the shadows of those gathered around her, claws and fangs formed in the darkness, and dozens of the blades formed before shooting forward.

"Hah! I will not be defeated!"

The butcher placed his hand on the back of his cleaver and attempted to deflect the blades of shadow. He swung the cleaver, but the blades did not collide with his cleaver. Instead, they sliced through his body, damaging his soul and spirit directly.

Dozens of shadows stabbed into his body, shredding his clothes and tearing his flesh. His body became riddled with holes; the man's face paled, and he collapsed to his knees.

"You... Bitch!"

Yumiko didn't waste time, her body like a meteor as it shot forward, both fists smashing into the face of the fallen Butcher, the impact deforming his cheeks and sending his body flying into the stone wall with an explosion of dust.

"Ooooh! It looks like the team of Yumiko and Erika are fighting well against the Bloody Butcher, but is it already over?"

***

While Mika was spicing up the battle, Ryuji carried Ciela in his arms to the bed her body dripping with water, as she looked even more exhausted than when they entered. Her eyes barely opened, she complained. "You... why did you put it in my ass... I can't believe you would do something so lewd in the bath!"

Ryuji rolled his eyes. "I'll let you sleep after you drink this potion."

He removed the small bottle from his pocket and held it up to her lips. "This will help restore your body and mana, though, I'll have to make a new one in a few days."

Ciela sighed and opened her mouth, allowing Ryuji to pour the sweet-smelling liquid down her throat. She closed her eyes and laid back, a warm glow filling her body, and she soon felt the throbbing sensation in her lower body fading, although she still couldn't move her legs well as Ryuji tucked her into the bed.

"Don't move, you should relax for the rest of the day, ok?"

"Mmm... Thank you." Ciela muttered, closing her eyes, her body drifting into a deep sleep.

Ryuji returned to the bathroom, cleaning the tub and tidying the room, putting away the soap and towels, and placing the potions on the shelves. He opened the balcony doors, letting the fresh air wash away the thick scent of sex.

However, the moment he did a lovely warmth and soft body leapt into his arms, while her horns almost poked his neck. Yet he didn't mind. Sariel was too cute to get angry with.

"Master, did you have fun with the others?" She asked.

"It was great, and you should have joined in. How was your day? I thought you'd be home sooner." Ryuji replied.

"Fweh?! N-No.... not yet.... Sariel isn't ready, Master..."

"Hm? Then why are you naked?"

Sariel's body trembled, and her hands covered her face, her entire body blushing as she tried to explain. "It-It's because I'm ready for cuddles...Ehehe and a bath!"

Sariel buried her face in his chest, and Ryuji laughed.

"Of course, come on, I left your favourite scents on the shelf, so go get a bath."

Ryuji scooped her into his arms, carrying her to the bathroom as she was quite spoilt, but he didn't mind. The feeling of Sariel being close to him made his beastly urges and dark thoughts calm down.

She was his light, and she helped him to control the darkness within him.

So he carried her into the bath, washing her body, horns and tail with special brushes and tools that Sariel seemed to find during her times exploring the castle and city.

He then began to wash her body, scrubbing her back and running the sponge over her breasts, stomach, and thighs.

"Master, why do you enjoy squeezing my breasts? Do you like them big?"

"Hmm? Well, I suppose. They are a part of you, and they are rather cute." Ryuji replied, massaging her breasts as she let out a moan, her tail wriggling in the water.

"Does this make you feel good?" He asked.

Sariel nodded, blushing as he continued to massage her chest and pinch her nipples, which were quite sensitive.

"Master, it's not fair! You should let me play with yours too!"

Ryuji smiled before patting away her hands and kissing her forehead. "Not yet—you said you weren't ready, right? If you touch me, I don't think I can hold back, so finish your bath. Yumiko and Erika went to fight alone... I am going to watch them in the arena. So, we can relax together later, ok?"

Sariel nodded, looking down in embarrassment before she turned away and washed her face and hair. "Yes, master."

Ryuji dried his body and left Sariel in the bath, dressing and heading to the arena.

As he made his way to the arena, he passed by a noble who snorted before glaring at him. Ryuji didn't mind this and instead just headed towards the stands above everyone.

He wasn't here to fight but to watch Yumiko and Erika.

****

"Haa....ha....What is this monster..." Erika panted while holding both blades, each covered in blood, yet her arms trembled as if tired.

"Don't let your guard down... He is not normal!"

The Bloody Butcher, who seemed to have lost, suddenly rushed towards his defeated comrades, which the two girls thought meant his surrender. However...

The butcher began to chop them into meat before eating them as his body became deformed.... and twisted into a monstrous form with elongated arms and the cleaver's blade attached to both arms in a twisted transformation.

"How.... How can he turn himself into a monster?"

"Is this a demon's power?"

The audience murmured as the bloody butcher let out a low growl. His skin was red, and his muscles bulged as if filled with power and strength, yet scars covered his entire body, and his eyes were black with a white pupil.

"Yumiko! Do you have enough mana?" Erika shouted, looking towards her companion.

"I... I can barely move! This spell is draining all of my mana!"

Erika gritted her teeth, knowing that the next spell would likely be her last.

"Then let's do this, one last attack, or we are finished!"

Yumiko nodded, raising her fists and extending the hidden blades as they glowed with black and silvery blue light; her tails spread as she unleashed the last of her strength. "Haaa!"

She charged towards the monster so fast her figure seemed to obscure several times, slashing with her blades, each strike landing on the butcher's flesh, tearing open his body, blood spraying in a crimson mist.

Yumiko was like a whirlwind of destruction, her blades cutting and slicing, while the butcher could only block with his arms.

The crowd roared with excitement and awe; the audience cheered as Yumiko showed the strength of her swords, body and martial arts.

While Erika's entire body glowed with the light of purple mana, her steps slowed as she began building up momentum, both swords shimmering with powerful arcane magic, as she lunged forward after the butcher attacked Yumiko.

"Blade Flurry!"

His body danced around the monster, a torrent of blades slicing and tearing the monster apart, until the butcher finally fell to his knees, unable to withstand the barrage of attacks.

Yumiko, who had been on the defensive, suddenly launched a final attack. Her body flashed forward and now stood before the butcher's face. Before she lifted her palm a small distance from his face as a huge blue magic circle formed, it rotated rapidly as another, then another and another formed until she finally unleashed her spell.

A dozen ice blades shot through the butcher's face, slicing and weaving his face, brain and skull, leaving nothing but a pile of meat on the ground.

"We won...." Erika breathed heavily, her arms trembling as the magic circles faded.

"Hah...haha..." Yumiko laughed and dropped to her knees, the crowd erupting with cheers and applause.

****

Meanwhile, in the royal box, Alan and Alice sat beside each other and began to whisper amongst themselves.

"Hey, sister... isn't Yumiko's fighting style like yours?"

"Hm? Hmmm... maybe," Alice replied.

"Only maybe? I am sure the way you move, counter, attack and defend are identical. How does Yumiko know your personal martial art? Did you teach her in secret... I don't understand how she could know it to such a level otherwise..."

Alice shook her head. "I have not taught her... Maybe, our fighting styles are similar, but they are not the same."

"Are you sure? How else can you explain it?"

"Mine is complete, her's seems to have been taught by a male." Alice replied.

"A male? Who would teach her your martial art? It's supposed to be a family secret!"

"I am not sure, but perhaps we will find out in the future." Alice whispered, her eyes turning to the stands, where Ryuji was cheering on Erika and Yumiko, oblivious to the curious and shocked eyes of this black-haired beauty.