15 - An (angry) big-breasted Hero appears

On Merle’s orders, Succubus plants the Demon King’s flag on the forest, marking it as their territory. The human’s corpses are spread around as a warning to anyone else who entered.

“With a warning like this, the humans won’t come,” Merle thought.

She looked down and noticed several small, thin shadows on the ground. She looked up and saw arrows raining down on her and Succubus.

“Demon King!” someone cried.

Merle slashed with Levantine. Arrows aimed at them fell apart in pieces, the rest landed harmlessly on the ground around them.

“You two! You’re the demons that attacked my men!” cried a female hero in silver-white armor. She came with a party, already they were readying new arrows and pulling out their swords.

“I am the Hero, Dorothy Yumir!”

“Your Majesty, it’s another Hero,” Succubus said.

“There are so many of them,” Merle said.

“I’ve heard the news that the Demon King has returned,” Dorothy said. “Are you Her?”

“That I am,” Merle replied. “I’m Merle, the Demon King, it’s nice to meet you,” she said as if she were introducing herself to classmates on the first day of school.

Dorothy’s brow wrinkled, her eyes flared up in anger. “I will end your lives today!”

“Yes, yes, because I’m the Demon King,” Merle said.

“These Heroes always talk like they’re giving a speech,” Succubus said.

“I’m sure that’s just how they were trained, right?” Merle asked.

“I don’t think so,” Succubus said. “Do you usually bother to introduce yourself so dramatically?”

“Enough talk, you two!” Dorothy yelled as she waved her hand and made a signal. “Everyone: fire!”

The arrows flew. Once again, Merle either destroyed or dodged everything that came their way. “Since you’re a Hero, I want more of a challenge,” she said.

“In that case, try my sword skills!” Dorothy said as she charged.

One strike. The fight was over.

Of course, it was Dorothy’s loss. Merle just casually dodged her slash, then struck her with Levantine’s flat edge.

“Did the Hero just fall in one hit?!” the party member’s yelled.

“Haa,” Merle sighed. “If that was how the Hero was, I can’t expect the others to be much better. Succubus, let’s attack and drive them back.”

“With pleasure!” Succubus said.

Within minutes, the Hero and her party were defeated. They were so weak that Merle couldn’t help but sigh at being denied an epic battle yet again.

“Gah, what is this…?” Dorothy groaned. She was alive, but the damage seemed severe still.

“What do we do, Your Majesty?” Succubus asked. “Do we kill her?”

“No, don’t be so hasty,” Merle said. “Let’s make an example of her.”

Dorothy choked. “Kill me! Don’t let me live with the shame!”

“Good point,” Succubus said, ignoring her. “Why don’t we strip her naked then hang her up?”

“That seems a little too shameful to do to another woman,” Merle said. “Let’s at least leave her in her underwear.”

“Well, it’s your wish,” Succubus sighed as she reached out to Dorothy.

Dorothea frantically squirms and inches away, her face paling the closer Succubus gets. “Stop, stop…! Don’t come any closer…!”

Without a struggle, Succubus stripped Dorothy to her underwear, then hung from a tree beside the flag. They carved a warning on its bark: “If you invade again, I will kill every last one of you.”

“Ahh, to expose me like this, you devils!” Dorothy yelled. “Villains! Perverts! Whores!”

“You’ve got us at ‘devils’ and ‘villains’ but you’re the one who looks like a pervert and a whore,” Merle said. “Look at you, all tied up in nothing but your underwear.”

“This all your doing!” Dorothy yelled. “I’m a Hero, I’d never do something like this!”

Merle laughed. “This feels good!”

“Damn you! When I get untied…” Dorothy hisses as she rages and squirms around.

Without her armor, Merle can now see her impressive bust bouncing and shaking, her gaze lingers on them a while. “I thought you were training to become a Hero,” she said. “What is with this voluptuous body?”

“T-This is unavoidable!” Dorothy yelled. “This is what happens when a woman grows up and matures!”

“Well, some women don’t mature! Like the one in front of you!” Merle said, shaking her head before she angrily smacks Dorothea’s breasts.