After everything that had happened, Ryuji decided that he needed to leave this world as soon as possible.
So, even when he noticed the resentful, lingering look in Olga's eyes, he didn't engage in anything further with her that day. There was no real meaning in it. Once everything was settled and he returned, there would be plenty of time to play with all of them properly; there was no need to rush things now.
With that decision made, Ryuji moved straight into mobilizing the army.
Because of that, he didn't even notice the subtle interaction taking place between Esdeath and Chifuyu.
The army's marching speed wasn't particularly fast. Since Esdeath had just led the main force out on campaign, so the troops Ryuji could mobilize were those who hadn't yet been deployed.
Even so, their morale and fighting spirit were exceptionally high. The soldiers who had participated in the previous battles had all received countless gold, silver and treasures, making the others eager to join the fight, obtain sufficient spoils, and elevate their social class.
Although this time they were attacking some kind of monster, it would still boost their military rank! This was undoubtedly a good thing. Once they had a rank, making money would become much easier.
Money and power were often two sides of the same coin.
That said, expecting high combat effectiveness or organization from such an army was wishful thinking. The slow marching speed was largely because Ryuji had to occasionally behead one or two soldiers to enforce military discipline and prevent his troops from going out to plunder, making it clear that looting civilians would not be tolerated.
An untrained feudal army was, in the end, only capable of so much.
After an entire day of marching, they had only just reached the Fourth Fortress, still far from the Seventh.
However, intelligence agents left behind by Esdeath delivered urgent reports from the Seventh Fortress.
According to the intelligence report, numerous goblin tribes had appeared in the wilderness around the Seventh Fortress. Due to Esdeath's extensive preparations and the killing of many goblins earlier, although countless goblins had emerged from the portal and were gathering various materials to construct crude siege equipment, they had no food. They were forced to kill their elderly, weak and dying goblins, as well as dying captives they had brought over, using them as food.
Even more disturbingly, they were continuously bringing more prisoners from the other world, including some physically intact women.
It was obvious that they intended to turn this place into a long-term base.
The reason they hadn't yet violated these women or killed the men was likely because they were planning something bigger or preparing some sort of scheme.
Regardless, the fact remained: many humans had been forcibly dragged into this world by these goblins.
"Looks like this crisis won't be extremely difficult," Ryuji said after reading the report, nodding slightly.
"Even if this resembles the Goblin Slayer world, goblins themselves aren't particularly strong. And this world shouldn't have that kind of 'unnoticeable divine buff.'"
This crisis wasn't particularly severe.
Even without his help, the humans of this world could likely handle it themselves, so long as the Black Beast hadn't already destroyed nations and plunged everything into chaos.
But recalling the world of Goblin Slayer, Ryuji felt a wave of disgust.
Because that world was a playground for the gods.
Everything was decided by dice rolls. No matter how hard a race struggled, if the god backing them rolled poorly, that race would decline.
Goblins were the perfect example.
Because of divine intervention or something like it, they had a buff that made them go unnoticed by other races.
Yet from what Ryuji understood, in the Goblin Slayer world, goblins truly weren't a major catastrophe. At least, the problems solved by the hero who resembled Haruhi Suzumiya were world-ending-level threats. Goblins' combat power wasn't particularly formidable. Any issue humanity faced there was far greater than the goblin problem.
And yet, contradictorily, goblins in that setting were portrayed as too powerful.
If it were merely a fictional work, Ryuji could interpret it as an attempt to forcibly elevate Goblin Slayer, who should have been just an 'ordinary hero,' shifting the work's original theme that 'ordinary people doing ordinary things also contribute to the world', and the idea that heroes aren't necessarily those who save the world every day, into a power-fantasy where only one man truly understood the threat.
That is, the tone that Goblin Slayer is the most awesome, that no one else can recognize the goblins' true strength, only Goblin Slayer sees it, and Goblin Slayer is the true savior.
Ryuji could enjoy such works, as long as they were sufficiently graphic and violent, as long as the goblins were slaughtered brutally enough.
After all, watching such shows was mainly for the thrill of the grotesque. The world's setting being skewed to highlight the protagonist wasn't really an issue.
But if it were a real world, it would be utterly sickening.
Because that would mean....
Goblin Slayer himself was nothing more than the product of a dice roll.
Ryuji hadn't finished the series, so didn't know all the details. But if that assumption was correct, then most actions taken by races in that world were likely influenced by divine will.
Even if you thought it was your own idea, it might just be a god suggesting something like 'make a perception check,' or 'explore the surroundings.'
Everyone in that world was a game piece.
Because he had only watched it as a ecchi anime, and like Akame ga Kill! it had many landmines, Ryuji wasn't clear on Goblin Slayer's detailed setting. Much of what he knew was hearsay.
But he vaguely remembered that the goblins' 'unnoticed' buff seemed to have been obtained through cheating by the Goblin God.
"If cheating is possible," Ryuji muttered, "then there's a chance those gods might interfere in this world."
He glanced at the elf goddess beside him and sighed.
Even though this... sow claimed the gods on the other side wouldn't interfere, everyone knew the words of sow couldn't be trusted.
That was precisely why Ryuji had brought her along.
Thinking she might be of some use if they really encountered a situation where the gods intervened directly.
But before that...
Ryuji felt he needed to prepare himself for the coming battle, especially to calm his restless mind and purge excess desire.
Clear the mind, calm the heart, quiet the spirit.
Sitting in his room, Ryuji closed his eyes, continuously communicating with his sword, trying to elevate his spirit to reach a state of emptiness, expelling all the mental pollution this world had inflicted upon him. He sought to bring his mind to a state of 'emptiness,' enabling him to concentrate fully on fighting his enemy.
He also needed to ensure he maintained a connection with his sword, so that at a critical moment, he could awaken the memories of the greater universe and wield his true trump card: the Sword of Time and Space.
Yet as he caressed the sword, he obtained in the Demon Slayer world and the newly forged 'Divine Sword,' Ryuji's heart remained restless.
Because every time he closed his eyes, visions of breasts, hips, thighs, pussies, and the alluring faces of various girls appeared before him.
Far from calming his heart and resonating with the wills contained within the sword, he even felt the urge to deflower the sow goddess Celestine.
So, he opened his eyes, tossed the 'Divine Sword' aside, and focused solely on resonating with the sword from the Demon Slayer world.
The newly forged 'Divine Sword' let out a resentful hum.
But the effect was immediate.
Without the interference of the 'Divine Sword,' Ryuji's will rapidly became detached, reaching the state of emptiness.
However, just as he finished his meditation and prepared to rest, even more troublesome thoughts assailed his mind.
This made Ryuji frown, for this was the source of his irritation.
In this world, countless desire constantly invaded his thoughts. It had been manageable at first, only a little, but over time it grew heavier and more oppressive. His recent gradual... perversion was also due to this.
Although he had already been quite... perverted, it hadn't reached the current degree.
His sword meditation was an attempt to solve this problem. But now, while he could block out desires during meditation, once it ended, the blocked desires would return with doubled intensity.
This wasn't his problem; it was the world's.
Or rather, he had yet to find the method that truly allowed him to achieve peace of mind in this world.
Ryuji frowned, set his sword aside, and felt more strongly than ever that he needed to leave this place as soon as possible.
But just as he finished putting his sword away, there was a knock at his door.
"Who is it?"
Ryuji frowned as he asked. He had specifically stated not to be disturbed while calming his mind and purging his desires, so it shouldn't have been Roxanne or the other female slaves accompanying the army.
In the next moment, the calm, cool voice of 'Charlotte' came from outside the door.
"It's me, Lord Ryuji. I have something important to tell you. It concerns tomorrow's battle, so I must inform you."
"Why didn't you bring it up during this morning's strategy meeting?"
Ryuji spoke with some annoyance, but he still manipulated the water in a nearby vase to open the door, revealing 'Charlotte,' who was tightly wrapped in a cloak, her face cool and composed.
Seeing her wrap the cloak around herself as if guarding against a thief, Ryuji breathed a sigh of relief. This significantly reduced the likelihood that she was here for sex.
For ordinary people, calming the mind and cutting off desire was about conserving energy. After all, ejaculation consumed a lot of nutrients, something ancient people couldn't afford.
But Ryuji was different.
He was doing it to prevent himself from becoming too attached to this world and ultimately turning completely perverted, to the point of becoming some kind of tentacled monster just to satisfy his desires.
He had no intention of abandoning the women of other worlds for the sake of the sows of this world.
Chifuyu didn't speak. She tried her best to maintain her breathing and composure, quickly closing the door behind her, then calmly walked up to Ryuji, making him frown involuntarily.
"So what is it, exactly?"
He asked again.
But instead of answering, Chifuyu grabbed Ryuji's arm, making him pause in confusion, wondering what 'Charlotte' was up to.
Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
Because he felt that the current 'Charlotte' was very off, carrying an aura similar to Olga and Celestine.
"You..."
Before he could finish, 'Charlotte,' took a deep breath and abruptly shoved Ryuji's hand inside her cloak.
His palm came into contact with the weight of a generously sized, unexpectedly firm and elastic breast, along with smooth, warm skin.
At the same time, 'Charlotte' abruptly flung her cloak open, revealing her body beneath, which was completely naked except for her boots. And...
"P-please… please, Master…"
With some difficulty, Chifuyu spread her legs apart.
Trembling, she used her other hand to gently place her fingers upon that sacred, pure place that no man had ever seen, not even her dearest younger brother, Ichika Orimura, had seen it, let alone touched it.
Her pale fingers brushed over neatly grown hair, slid past a cherry-like, swollen bud, and came to the tightly closed entrance.
Then, with trembling, cold fingers, she parted her pussy lips, exposing the constantly contracting, moisture-filled pussy.
As it was spread open, Ryuji clearly saw that this small entrance was already coated in love juices. As the walls were pulled apart, thin strands of the liquid stretched between them.
Moreover, because Ryuji had filled his room with blocks of ice to aid his meditation, he could even see faint white vapor wafting from the exposed area.
"…Punish me… severely... p-please punish… me, this… filthy, slutty woman… Master... Fill my insides… let me… let me…"
Her voice grew increasingly hesitant, breaking apart unable to voice the words, until it finally choked into sobs.
She hated herself immensely.
Yet she didn't hate Esdeath.
Because she had realized that the reason she agreed to Esdeath's demands wasn't solely due to coercion. It was also because...
She really was a lewd woman.
Chifuyu looked at Ryuji, recalling the monstrous cock he had revealed earlier, a cock that was over a meter long. Although that magical collar had influenced her mind, she was also aware that if she hadn't desired a man, she wouldn't have felt such lust at all.
And why did she want a man so badly?
Because she loved her younger brother, but relationships between siblings were taboo. Moreover, her brother feared her. If her brother had been a lecher who wanted to pursue her, she wouldn't have gone without a man for so long.
But, but...
She really, really wanted it.
She wanted to be roughly pinned down beneath someone. She wanted to resist unwillingly, yet still lower her head for the sake of the one she loved, lick that thing that looked unappetizing.
She wanted the man she loved to watch her happily swallow his semen. She wanted someone to caress her cheek and tell her that all she needed to do was bear children and manage the household affairs, and that he would handle everything else.
She wanted to find someone to rely on, to become a woman rather than the head of a household, the one responsible for everything.
She wanted someone to be utterly infatuated with her body and appearance. She wanted to be penetrated; she wanted to receive the seed that could impregnate her and she wanted to be filled to the brim.
She wanted to be pursued by someone who desired her for the sake of making her bear children.
She wanted to be praised for her body and proudly use that body to serve the one she belonged to.
But, but...
The one she loved, her younger brother Ichika, could never give her any of this.
Instead, it was this strange journey that had forced her into a situation where she had to offer her body just to move forward.
But was she truly forced to offer her body?
Chifuyu didn't know.
All she knew was that she was already here.
Tears streamed down Chifuyu's face, yet the excitement in her heart and the longing to finally become a woman pushed her to choke out the rest of her words.
"…Make me pregnant. Satisfy this filthy, lewd woman!"
Ryuji fell silent for a moment.
He could sense some inner struggle within 'Charlotte.' But looking at the twitching pussy below, at the hardened nipples of her breasts under his touch, her rapidly beating heart, and the scent of hormones quickly secreted from her body...
He knew she was genuinely excited about sleeping with him.
Therefore, his response was decisive and without hesitation.
"Alright."
Ryuji grabbed Chifuyu's breasts and pulled them forward, stretching them just enough to cause pain. She instinctively leaned toward him, her supple, athletic body falling into his arms as he sealed her lips with his own.
Their tongues began to intertwine. Naturally, Ryuji's hands were far from idle. He directly removed the cloak from her body, then reached down to gently stroke her pussy.
An intense wave of pleasure surged from Chifuyu's lower body. She felt that the room was no longer cold; instead, it was filled with a sense of warmth. Especially with Ryuji plundering her saliva, she was incredibly submissive. Her resistance was even less than Asuna's had been, which was completely at odds with her normally commanding exterior.
By the time she regained some awareness, she was already lying on the bed, and Ryuji's cock was pressed against her pussy.
After all, she was already prepared, and Ryuji, who needed to continue the march at dawn, had no intention of wasting time.
Breaking the kiss, he looked down at Chifuyu's dazed eyes, pinched her delicate chin, and spoke.
"From now on, when you see me, you must call me 'darling' or 'husband.' Understand?"
Chifuyu looked at him.
At this moment, Ryuji filled her entire world. Her eyes held only him now.
And the cock pressing against her pussy made her heart feel as if it were on fire, making her desperately want Ryuji to enter her quickly. So, with tears glistening in the corners of her eyes, she nodded rapidly.
"Yes… darling, please... please make me pregnant!"
As the words left her mouth, she subconsciously raised her hips slightly. Seizing this opportunity and matching her movement, he thrust into her pussy in one decisive motion.
Chifuyu was finally satisfied.
Ryuji directly tore through the symbol of her purity, stretching open the passage. She felt as though her body were being split apart, pierced through completely.
But the peculiar nature of this world made her feel an unimaginable sense of pleasure amidst this pain. Instinctively, she wrapped her plump, well-shaped thighs tightly around Ryuji's waist.
Caught off guard, Ryuji was driven even deeper inside her.
His cock pushed further in, directly breaking through the entrance of her womb and entering the very place where life is conceived.
This was a first for him too.
The first time he had entered directly inside the womb on the very first thrust.
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