Refuge in Audacity (Original/Isekai Chapter 4)

Okay. I have a Demon King in my throne room. First thing first, I sent a pulse through the throne linked to the castle to alert all soldier, telling them to get their asses to the throne room as fast as possible.

There are five Royal Guards present, as well as my Regent, William Rockhart, and my maid, Natalie. Discounting the last two, I have five knights that might be able to lay on the pressure on this enemy.

"HAAAA!" The knights instantly, moved attacking as one.

I stood up, drawing on my magic, linking the aether in my veins to the Status Magic Tree. I know the Bind spell, that should give the knights a chance to--

The throne room walls shook and cracked for five times. Each one being a knight implanted in it.

Wow. Just wow.

My guards are pathetically disappointing.

"Is that all you have to offer? The might of the Ereon Kingdom." The Demon King turned back to me. Their eyes and posture showed boredom, but it didn't change their killing intent.

"Look, can't we talk about this? Does this prophecy actually say we'll fight, or that I'll be responsible for your death?" I hastily asked, trying to find something to stop her from going through with killing me. Or just buy time for the full castle force to arrive.

"Begging? Had I the capacity to feel sorrow, I would have wept for this nation." They said with a lopsided smile.

Oh bitch, you did not just sass me.

Natalie stood in front of me with her arms spread. She was shaking, visibly. I smiled tugged at me lips at seeing her wanting to defend me. Yet, I steeled myself and grabbed her shoulder, forcibly bringing her next to me in case I need to push her aside, to get her away from harm.

From the corner of my eye, I saw her wanting to protest, but my grim expression halted her.

"You even need a feeble woman to protect you. Ha!" They mockingly laughed. "Human rulers, really, any human with power is sickening." They commented with a chuckle. They continued talking, but from the stuck-up rhyme of his words, I understood they were reciting the prophecy.

"'As the curtain falls on the thousand year blood fields, peace shall reign with demons's end, or the red dance will resume along the length of all a fox's tails, with humanity's sleep, eternal. The Monarch of Demons shall rise and Maiden bearing Holy Sword shall in arise turn. A score after their breath in the world, he of Chavagner's blood will be the lynchpin, upon who shall stand in the day or leave with the night, as the Light Shield Warrior their might will decide who history makes right'."

They finished, their voice holding finality to it.

Okay. As any prophecy it sounds pretentious, but I think a get a gist of it. The 1000 Year War was something I've only barely began getting into. It was a war with the Demon Race that ended twenty years before I was born. From what I remember, the biggest reason it ended was because the Demons and all the Light Race Kingdoms (Humans, Demihumans, Elves etc.) just didn't have a superpowered weapon, like a magical nuke to use as a ace, to keep going.

Demon Kings and Holy Maidens stopped being born around a century ago. It was only sheer spite that kept both sides going, even when it was damaging to them.

And now this prophecy is basically saying that there is now both a Demon King and a Holy Maiden around at the same time. There is very little written about the Warrior of Light Shield. I guess they would be a tipping point, giving our side enough of an advantage--if they work together with the Maiden of the Holy Sword--to beat the Demon King and the Demon Race as a whole.

So! Current problems. The Demons have a nuke in the form of the Demon King. I have no clue where the Holy Maiden is, or if she's even born yet.

Oh, and big hint, I am not the Light Shield Warrior. Despite my want to shout that I'm not the Shield Warrior, you don't give an enemy critically important intel like that. Besides, I don't think they will spare me either way.

"So you see, either you live and I die, or you die and I bring glory to all demonkind even when the Holy Maiden returns. There is no other way this will end." Lachynia said, and maybe I might be hallucinating from panic, but I could almost think there was a hint of sorrow in their voice.

So yeah, fuck there are no negotiations, and wait!

A fox, i.e. a demon fox, or a magic fox means a kitsune. Kitsune's are known to get one tail each hundred years, for a grant total of nine tails. Did this fucking prophecy just say the war will restart and continue for nine thousand more years!?

The hell is this edgelord shit!

"Oh bullshit. The whole 'you die or I die' shtick is something you decided on your own. Prophecies by nature tend to have multiple interpretations." I cried out, knowing this changes nothing.

"You can not stop the inevitable. The will of the Goddess is supreme." The Demon King began to walk toward me.

"NOOO--" Natalie tried to run forward to shield me. I stop her actions short.

Pulling her back and throwing her to the side was easy. Casting Bind while I was still in contact with her body was child's play. She was now away from Lachnyia's path, and hopefully ignored by them.

"Oh? You actually care about those lesser than you? How unexpected given whose blood you carry." I said, bits of surprise and interest entering their tone for the first time.

"The hell does that mean!?" You better not be implying shit about my parents asshole! The image of a woman with a tired smile flash in my mind. No, brain! Focus! I don't have time to reminisce.

"It means whatever it means. You will have to ask the Standing Guides of the Mictlan Road, when you leave this life." They said apathy in their words as their hand lit with black fire tinted crimson in its core.

Dark Magic. A magic that shouldn't be.

There were three main trees of magic.

Status Magic that allowed one to affect or manipulate, the condition of their body or someone else. In general, buffs and debuffs.

Forge Magic that allowed one to create items, equipment and weapons. An annoying, well known limitation of it, is that it doesn't not allow the creation of magic items, or imbue anything with magic properties.

Finally there is Environmental Magic. This was basically magic related to manipulating fire, water, wind, earth, space, light and shadow (Summoning Magic doesn't exist in this world). Do note that last one. Shadow Magic is part of Environmental Magic. There is no Dark Magic for humans or other light races.

For darkness, true darkness doesn't exist in nature. There is simply space untouched by light. But Darkness, that is something primordially twisted, and it can only exist in the hands of the highest rank of demons.

And right now, that eldritch power was being pointed at me.

"No!" Lachnyia was slowly coming toward me, enough that I can grab their wrist and try to push their arm away. It was a useless effort. A quick look of Appraisal, even though I can't get a full image of their stat sheet, shows their strength to be somewhere in the thousands.

I have no chance of moving the Demon King, if they don't want to be moved.

"There is no point in fighting. You can not change what is written."

I found myself falling into my throne. I didn't notice I walked back right into it.

"Fuck you!" I shouted. The hand holding the demonic flame coming closer and closer. At this point I act on the first time that came to mind, mostly because I have nothing else to lose. "In fact!"

I move to the side, away from the black flames and quickly lean forward, as if about to headbutt Lachnyia.

"Futile effor--HHRRRMM!!"

My lips smack into the Demon King and for the first time Lachnyia is completely thrown off. The Dark Magic going out and their body freezing in shock. My free hand sneak like a viper to Lachnyia's bottom, going under their leotard with my fingers charged to the max with Heat Touch.

"W-W-WHERE ARE YOU TOUCH--!" Two fingers up their ass, and--huh, they do have a pussy. Neat. Dude look too androgynous and trapish for me to tell till now. Anyways, two fingers in their ass and two fingers in their cunt, and I let out the spell mean to raise arousal massively when use in small dosages. "OOH OOH--AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"

Naturally I did not hold back. My life was on the line you know.

Lachnyia slumped forward and fell on me, their body like a puppet losing it's strings.

"Aah, aah, y-yooou!" Lachnyia turn her red face, to look at me with tears of shame in the corner of her eyes.

You know I should be in shock or something that that worked, but thank the goddess for adrenaline. I know now what I need to do to maybe win. Although my brain took the time to notice, that I could feel a bulge on my knee from Lachnyia's crotch.

Huh. Futa. Cool.

"Y-your Highness!" I looked up to see William looking at me with embarrassment and focused desperation. "Come on! You need to run while the Demon King is stunned."

I looked back to Lachnyia to see (her? her) her glare, and grabbed her soft derriere in turn with my other hand, firing another Heat Touch this time with both hands.

"OOOOOOOOOO!" She orgasmed again.

"Sorry, William. Running away is pointless. She'll catch up to us no matter what. Also now she has a personal reason to kill me." I sent a pulse through the throne to make a wall separating the room into two. Me and Lachnyia on one side and the rest on the other.

I had a stronger connection to the throne room, thus unlike the rest of the castle, I could freely manipulate it. Almost, there were still limitations. The stronger connection from what I understood, seems to be due to some symbolize about how royal authority starts from the throne and spreads outwards.

"Aaaa, al, al...al kywll uuu..." Lachnyia tried to speak, but her tongue fell out of her mouth and seemed to stop working.

From what I could see when I tried to appraise her, she has some trait to block debuffs. Heat Touch however is just a deviation form Refresh, a spell that heals mental fatigue temporarily, thus a buff spell.

Meaning, this Demon Queen is weak to pleasure, and I have been practicing my techniques for years now.

"Your Highness, no!" I heard the loud clanking footsteps of the soldiers finally arriving. Well, not like it will change anything.

"If I don't make it today, William, tell tales of how I fought bravely and died gloriously!" I shouted, and stood up, carrying the Demon Queen on my shoulder like a potato sack. I moved to the newly materialized bed when a voice I forgot spoke up.

"My lord! My prince!" Natalie was walking shakily toward me, the effect of my spell were wearing off. Technically I only gave it enough strength to hold my maid for the few seconds, so that when she was free afterwards, she could run away.

"Natalie? Sorry I forgot to separate you to the other side. I don't know if this stupid thing I'm doing now is going to work, but you shouldn't be around if things turn bad." I said as I laid the blushing and glaring Lachnyia on the bed. Her limps were shaking, still unable to summon her strength into them.

Wow. I gave the Demon Queen her first ever orgasm. That's got to be an accomplishment even if my life ends short, right?

"Never. I'll never leave your side. I'm with you till my last heartbeat, till my last breath."

My breathing hitched as her words hit me.

Natalie...isn't really in a good headspace. She had been using me as a crutch and now, I very likely might day today (at least it would be a hell of a way to go!). I'm touched by her loyalty but if she stays with me, and if we hypothetically survive, I don't think any of this will be good for her in the long run.

...Fuck it. I'll get a temple priestess to fix this later on, for now time to improvise and meet my destiny!

"Alright then. My maid, take your clothes off."

"As you wish my Prince." She did so without hesitation.

"Wha, what do you think your doing!?" The wide-eyed Demon Queen asked.

"Well, since you came to kill me today, I'm going to fuck you in retaliation." I said as I took my clothes off.

"What d-d-do you think this will accomplish?" She shouted, her blush returning as her saw my hard cock.

"Maybe nothing, but hey, you tried to burn me with your hand, so I'm going to stab you with my dick. I think that's fair." I crotch of her leotard to show her vagina, and her cock extending from where her clit should be.

"A-a-are you disgusted? You must be. We demons are not born with a fixed gender till we choose one. We must seem like disgusting freaks to you." Lachnyia said with hesitate grin, thinking this will stop me.

"...So you're saying if you mentally think of yourself as a girl, you'll physically become one?" I slowly asked, my face was a stone of seriousness.

"That's...true?" She looked surprise from the intensity in my eyes.

You see, I had a fetish for traps.

It's not something I acted on in my last life, or was a particular focus in my long list of fap material but I loved to read doujins on every once in a while.

Making a trap that is a normal guy in the beginning, fall into lust and become a female slut at heart by the end? Hot.

"W-what's with that look?" For the first time, fear entered Lachnyia's voice. "Wait, why are you getting harder?" Her eyes went to my pulsing meat rod.

Fucking a trap so hard that they genderbend into a woman? Now that's legendary tier material, you never expect to see in real life.

"Ooh, my pretty." My grin was positively savage. "We're gonna have fun together."

"Is that any way a human king should talk!?" Lachnyia shouted in incredulity. I roughly turn her on her stomach, he pulled her up to my chest. One hand cupping her soon to be breasts, and released another Heat Touch. "Ooooooh!" She moaned in climax once again, but I felt it was less in intensity than before. I needed to up my game. "E-e-either way, you can't affect my mind with such trickery. I could choose to be male."

Then you should have done that before coming here.

"Oh, we'll see about that. Well then," I slipped my dick between her tights, resting it under her dripping pussy. I could say with some pride that from the angle above her shoulder, I was bigger than her. "Natalie, since the Demon King here, thinks even with pleasure she will choose to be male, it would be unfair if we just stimulate her female parts, don't you think?"

"Yes, my lord." My maid purred, and she moved closer to the Lachnyia.

"N-no! Stay away!" The Demon Queen pleaded for a human maid to not come near her. Oh how the tables have turned.

"Give her a blowjob, Nat. Make sure to give her your best. After all," I grinned as a spoke softly next to Lachnyia's ear. "It might be the last time he feels such sensations."

"Noooooooo!"

William Rockhart POV

Today was a day, I have thought would be one of joy and triumph.

I had finally fixed one of my long hated mistakes. I managed to secure and bring back his Highness's prophecy. It would be something we could start working on to avert, and maybe begin the search for the Holy Maiden to being security to Ereon and all the other Light Kingdoms.

Yet, somehow the prophecy was leaked to the Demon King, before I could even tell his Highness it's existence. This was terrible. This was dreadful.

Again. I failed my duty again. How many times must the shadow of failure and shame fall upon me?

The Demon King arrive before anyone could realize it. Their presence spelling doom for my future king.

Oh Queen Arianna, I'm sorry.

Except...That isn't quite what happened.

"Aaah, aaah, please, please! No more!"

I'm not sure about to feel about this.

"Really? You can't handle this much? Is that really the limit of the mighty Demon King? Ooops sorry, with how small your dick has gotten from before, it's soon to be Demon Queen!"

His Highness had cut the throne room in half. Separating him, the Demon King and his maid from the rest of us.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I'm not mighty. You are. All hail King Aidan. Now please, stop! Have mercy."

And then he proceeded to...have intercourse with the demon.

"'Mercy'? What's that? Is it something you eat. Natalie, my hands are busy, so play with her ass for me, would you?"

"As you command~ my Prince~"

"Nooooo~"

His..."attack method" seems to be effective thus far, and, and...I just really don't know how to react to this.

"Please forgive me. I swear I won't attack you or any human kingdom anymore. I'll even have a contract spell used on me. I swear, I will never harm you for the rest of my life!"

Wait! Is this a victory?

"Hmm, no. I just don't care anymore. Demons? Maiden? Prophecy? Who gives a shit. I just want to see how long you can go, till you break and be a cock guzzling cum addict."

What are you doing your Highness, and where did you hear such language!?

"Noo, please. I can't, I can't~"

"Hmm, from the looks of it. I would say one more orgasm and that's it. Your cock, heh, it more like a infant's now. Or is it a clit already."

"It's definitely pathetic and small, your Highness. Nothing male or masculine about it anymore."

"Hear that, bitch. You're soon gonna stop being a sissy slut, and just be a regular slut. Aren't you glad?"

"Seriously, how do you even know those words, you Highness?" I muttered in disbelief.

"William, where is the Prince?" A new voice entered the room. Honestly given the sheer number of people in the hallway, trying to get a peek at what's going on, I'm surprised anyone managed to get through.

Although given the person I guess it isn't that surprising.

"Oliver, it's good that you're here." The knight before me was Oliver Westwind, one of the elite Royal Knights, of the Lionguard Legion. The reason he hadn't arrived till now is because, all Royal Knight of every legion was deploy in these difficult times to secure the border to the Dark Region, and stop monster or demon invasion. "His Highness is well..."

"Oooh, ooh, ooh nooo, oooh, ooh!"

"Behind the wall." I sighed in exasperation and shame at our current situation.

"'Behind the wall'? Why are you all acting nonchalant about this? Tear it down and save his Highness."

"We can't. It was created by his Highness using his Royal Authority. It won't budge no matter what we do." I explained.

"Prince Aidan is sacrificing himself for us?" Oliver look shock and deeply touch by his Highness's "brave" act. I didn't know how to break the news to him.

"Errr, Lord Oliver, excuse me for saying this, but I don't think he's Highness needs saving." Said one of the guard standing around. Thank you, brave soldier whose about to get a Royal Knight's ire.

"What?" Oliver growled out, causing the knight who spoke to step back.

"Yeah, if anything the one who needs saving is the Demon 'King'. Hahahahaha." Another knight spoke and cause a round of laughter to surge.

"What are you buffoons are talking about?" Oliver shouted.

"Simple put, Lord Oliver," I spoke to the frustrated knight before misunderstandings ensued. "His Highness has things well in hand."

"How--"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

"What the hell do you call that!?" Oliver shouted in panic.

"Did that sound like his Highness to you?" I asked.

"Are you saying that was the Demon King? His...his Highness is torturing the demon?" Oliver said wide-eye as he turn to look at the wall.

"...In a manner of speaking." I settle on saying.

Suddenly it was silence on the other side of the wall. Worry started to rise in the hearts of those present, but it was quickly averted.

"...more..."

"Ho hoo, what's that? I couldn't hear you."

"...More."

"'More' what, you demon whore? Speak clearly, who do you think you're addressing?"

"More, my lord, my master. Give me more. More pleasure. I swear to Abyssdevil I will obey and follow you to the ends of the earth. I will be your slave, your pet, your cumbucket whore, but please, please, please give me more!"

"Bitch, please. Swear to me!"

"I swear by you, beloved! Now ravish this pathetic slut. Break me, break me!"

"HehehehahahaHAHAHAHA! Ooooh, look at you now. Begging? How low have you fallen? Fine my demon bitch. Take it, TAKE IT!"

"AAAH, AAAH, YES! YES, MY KING! FUCK MY MIND TILL I'M NOTHING, BUT YOUR EMPTY-HEADED SEX PET, SO I CAN DO NOTHING BUT WORSHIP YOUR GLORY MY LORD!"

I, Oliver and the rest of the people present stood in silence, as the Demon Queen euphorically cried, and the Prince maniacally laughed.

"...Hey, William?"

"Yes, Oliver?"

"Is that...is his Highness...are they...?"

"Yes, Oliver. It's exactly what you're thinking."

"...I don't know how to react to this."

"I know exactly how you feel."

After many tiring and grueling hours, I won.

One last check. Do I look presentable? Yep. Does Natalie and Lachynia have their clothes on? Yep.

I was sitting on my throne with my new pet purring in lap. Her arms were circling around my neck, while focusing only at me with nothing by obsession in her eyes. It was a look I was starting to see in Natalie as well, who stood next to me, with a calm smile on her face. She was finally smiling again, but I wasn't sure if the proceed that achieve that made it a good thing or not.

And wow, seriously I really let myself go in those last few hours. Manner? Decorum? Royal Etiquette? All thrown in the trash. Suck it, Rhedia. Doing the exact opposite of your lessons saved my life.

I should now remove the wall and fix the throne room to how it was. I hope I didn't worry my subjects too much.

...Maybe it's the aftersex calm, but I might be understating how panicked everyone must be.

Well, once they see I'm completely fine, they'll cheer up. Now I just need to explain how I got Lachnyia to accept me as superior, without the massive amount of fucking part.

I'm not sure if I'm ready to have that reputation yet.

I lowered the wall and...wow that was a massive amount of people.

"Worry not, my dear subjects. The Demon King had been pacified and we reached an accord. There will be no killing between us, despite what the prophecy said." I said with one arm spread wide.

"Y-yeah, we know, your Highness." Said William looking away. What's up with him?

"How would you know?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Errr, your Highness." At the newly arrival, I smiled. It was Oliver Westwind, one of my elite Royal Knights. Wow, he actually managed to make it all the way from the border to here in only a few hours. Damn, that's impressive. "We...heard."

"Heard what?" I asked for clarification. I felt a knot of worry start to form in my chest.

"...Everything."

"Everything?" No way. Looking at all the soldiers, staff and attendants in the room and hallways, it wasn't looks of awe or admiration (or at least not the admiration I expected), but of stunted shamed amazement. "How I made the wall...Oh!" It hit me then. "I forgot to make it soundproof. My bad." Honestly at this point? I had no fucks left to give. Literally.

"Anyways, you guys don't need to worry anymore about the Lachynia Valefor or the demons of the Dark Region anymore, because Lachynia is going to be my Demon Queen, in every sense of the word." I laid it out there.

"What?" Both William and Oliver asked at once. Neat synchronization.

"I mean, Lachynia is now my wife, thus my queen, and I'm now technically ruler of the Demon Race of the Dark Region. Yay, a victory for love!" Laying it on a bit thick there in the end? Maybe. But it's worth it.

"Yes~ Love. Eternal love. I am yours forever. We will never be apart. Never. You won't leave me. Never never never never never. Hehehehehe." She giggle and went back to longly gazing at me.

I may have over did things a bit toward they end with her, and created a potential massive problem...but that's for future me to handle.

I'll just enjoy this sex high right now and not worry about anything.

"WHAT!?!?" An indiscriminate number of people shouted.

Ye~ep, nothing to worry about.

Personal Info:

Name: Aidan Vealfas Rowan Atlas Chavagner

Titles: Crown Prince of Ereon, Bloody Smile Prince

Age: 13

Condition: 100% Chill

Stats:

Strength: 19

Durability: 13

Dexterity: 15

Speed: 18

Mental Calculation: 43

Memory Capacity: 102

Aether Control: 29

Mana Capacity: 15

Skills:

Royal Etiquette:

Swordsmanship:

Kingdom Governance:

Status Magic:

-Sex Magic:

Traits:

Firm Stride: A leap of faith. The confidence of madmen. The ability to not hesitate once a decision is made, and to walk forward with open eyes.

Vengeance Torment: Cold-blooded torture. Pain repaid a hundred fold. The ability to inflict pain and suffering on others without being bother or affected by their screams and tears, or seeing blood and gore.