Chapter 475. Kasumigaoka Utaha
"He's right here!"
Accompanied by a shout, the crowd suddenly and simultaneously parted, forming a wide path that isolated the bewildered Karman. He stood dazed for several seconds before realizing what was happening.
The City Lord, casting aside all formality, walked down and personally led him onto the platform, acting quite ingratiatingly. "Ah, a great talent! Quick, quick, please come up. Before he descends upon this place, we must rely on you, Mr. Karman."
Although nobody except for a few customers who had visited Karman's shop knew him or anything about him, what did that matter?
If Ayanokouji Kiyotaka said he was a talent worth using, they believed it! This was a judgment made by the Earth Emperor, a man of world-shaking wisdom!
"Eh? Uh... ah, of course. I will give my all for this city."
Karman's lips twitched, unsure of what to say. He didn't actually think he was that impressive, but he felt a wave of emotion. He never imagined he possessed abilities high enough to be respected by a man like Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.
To be honest, he was a bit excited. It was like winning the lottery... though, it would be even better if the Ayanokouji who "discovered" him could be a bit gentler, and if everyone hadn't just watched the tragic footage of his limbs being broken and his "hot dog" being stepped on.
He felt a phantom pain in his groin even now.
"Hehe, it won't just be breaking limbs and crushing hot dogs. Just wait until you enjoy the new techniques I've come up with, Karman. Hee... heeheehee HAHAHAHA!"
Meanwhile, in the Royal Capital, First Princess Flare had added a new target to her hate list.
Ever since she had blurted out "The Earth Emperor is so handsome," she had become utterly twisted. She wanted to erase the memory of her wanting to mate with Ayanokouji Kiyotaka millions of times, but she simply couldn't.
How could she feel desire for a pariah who killed her and shamed her beyond repair?
Even if the soul was Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, the body was still that of the lowly Keyaru!
Flare had been vomiting non-stop since then... What was even more terrifying was that until Ayanokouji's fashion sense shifted to that dull "tank top and cloak" combo, she still felt a faint, lingering flutter in her heart.
Since she couldn't erase the memory, she would do it physically—by slaughtering everyone related to Ayanokouji to vent her warped resentment.
Originally, her priority targets were Setsuna, Kureha, and Keyaru's sister. Now, Karman had been added to the list.
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「Karman's disappearance did not trigger any special alarms. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, while waiting for the right moment, continued to leisurely stroll through the city, hoping to find more useful talents like Karman.」
「While he didn't care for the lives of the residents, he intended to kidnap anyone with utility value in advance to preserve their lives.」
「It would be a terrible waste if an excellent "tool-human" were to perish in the Kingdom's massacre.」
「However, Ayanokouji found no one else whose abilities met his passing grade... though he did find a different kind of "fresh harvest."」
「On this day, as he approached a tavern, he witnessed a well-prepared assassination attempt. A group of demons was laying siege to a lone demon.」
「Demons are not a monolith; they are divided into sub-species, such as Minotaurs, Centaurs, and so on.」
「The two sides currently locked in battle were from different races. The demon being ambushed was a young girl; her face and voice were delicate, appearing to be in her mid-teens.」
「Her skin was fair and smooth, and she wore a pitch-black full-length dress. A pair of black wings grew from her back. Her legs were alluring, and while her chest couldn't rival Sword Saint Kureha's, it wasn't flat either—it had a decent "size."」
「Whether in face, skin, or body, she was exquisite. Combined, this girl's charm was at the absolute top tier among women, far surpassing Setsuna, Kureha, or Keyaru's sister.」
「The girl clutched her wounded shoulder, letting out a muffled groan. "Ugh... Despicable. To set a trap."」
「The demons holding heavy weapons, closing in on her, laughed. "Hehe, it's your own fault, isn't it? Coming to this tavern to eat for ten days straight... did you really think we wouldn't see through your disguise? The genius of the Black-Winged Tribe, Eve Reese."」
「"It seems that while your talent is great, your brain is lacking. Haha!"」
「Eve was filled with grief and rage. She wanted to stand and fight, but the arrows were coated in poison. The toxin had already compromised her; she had no strength left and was beginning to feel dizzy.」
「"Curse you... how have I offended you?"」
「"Blame the fact that you're a Black-Wing. Your tribe once produced a Demon Lord, making you a Demon Lord Candidate."」
「The demons answered her readily; they saw no need for caution with a dying person. "Our King intends to ascend to the throne of the Demon Lord. Keeping a qualified candidate like you around would only complicate matters."」
「"Ugh..."」
「Eve struggled unwillingly. She originally had no ambition to be the Demon Lord, feeling she lacked the strength and qualifications. But now, that ambition was being ignited.」
「If she could survive, she would become the Demon Lord. She would make the mastermind behind this regret—regret trying to murder Eve Reese for no reason!」
「"Hey, boss, this little lady is so tender." One of the demons suddenly began to drool. "Her face is pretty, too... Boss, let's take her back and have some fun, okay? We can just kill her after we're finished!"」
「The demon in the leader position looked closely at Eve's beautiful face, then at her body. He immediately grinned and nodded, agreeing with his subordinate's suggestion.」
「One of them picked up the unconscious Eve and ran toward their base, preparing to "have fun" with all their brothers without leaving anyone out.」
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Their impatient, lustful behavior was enough to make even a dog shake its head. Even Horikita Suzune was speechless.
"This is truly a hopeless world. Setting aside the lesbians, the creeps, and the foot-fetishists, now we see them wanting to 'have fun' with any woman they catch... truly beyond saving. A bunch of irredeemable garbage."
But someone was even more flustered than Horikita Suzune, and that was Kasumigaoka Utaha.
Eve Reese had wine-red eyes, silky long black hair, and slender legs. Utaha felt the girl was remarkably similar to her in terms of physical traits.
Seeing Eve about to be gang-raped by demons, she momentarily felt a visceral, shuddering illusion that it was happening to her.
"Save her, Ayanokouji! Why are you just watching? Don't let her be defiled, or I'll feel like it's happening to me! A 'Demon Lord Candidate' sounds like a very useful tool, right? Hurry up and save her, Ayanokouji!"
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