Supreme Monarch

"Hey wait!"

Tyler tried calling out to Nadine because he could sense a couple of monsters up ahead in the direction the Lesser Djieien was retreating to, which meant there would surely be a trap there. Considering the high intellect of the monster for being able to recognize the threat that Nadine posed to its life and had immediately chosen the best course of action to take.

While Tyler was confident that the monster would try to lead Nadine into a trap as that was its best option for survival. Still, both the monster and Nadine had underestimated each other as Nadine's speed was surely superior to the creature and it wouldn't be able to get too far away from her.

And as for Nadine, something was surely up with her and perhaps it was just overexcitement from her sudden growth which had made her a bit overconfident but Tyler was a bit worried about her skill |Temper|, whose effects were unknown to him but he didn't like the name at all.

With a sigh, he extended his senses in the direction they ran to and as he thought, she had already been surrounded by ten Lesser Djieien and her blood was being absorbed for energy. Tyler quickly cast spatial movement and appeared amid all ten monsters.

Using his full speed, he cleanly cut off the heads of all the monsters before they had even noticed him as he spoke tiredly. "I can't believe there was someone foolish enough to get caught in an obvious trap like that."

His words were like daggers to Nadine's heart whose only goal had been to be of use to him but Tyler had no choice but to say that because he needed her to reflect on her actions and get back to her usual self. For demons, their strength was the greatest source of their pride and thus a demon's pride was the demon race's greatest strength and also, their greatest weakness.

Tyler then proceeded to flick Nadine across her forehead as he swung his weapon and she was set free. He then cast light heal on her to heal her open wounds and restore her blood.

"You should never get carried away in such a place. There may be even stronger monsters lurking in the shadows."

Nadine rubbed the red spot on her forehead as she nodded dejectedly. Tyler seemed to be sighing a lot lately as he once again sighed and patted her on the head. "It's fine, don't worry about it. What's important is that you learn from this."

Nodding her head, they both proceeded down the tunnel, and as soon as they made a turn. The strength immediately drained out of Tyler simply from the sight he saw before him.

"Oh... oh wow."

He had quickly run out of words as he could not bring himself to acknowledge the fact that he had been proven wrong in only a span of about 5minites even though his earlier monologue had sounded so cool in his head.

"I guess I was wrong. There are people foolish enough to get caught in obvious traps like those."

Right before his eyes, were five short burly figures that were completely wrapped in white sticky webs as they laid in compromising positions arguing amongst themselves as they struggled endlessly but failed to get themselves free from the monster webs.

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—At the same time.

In the south borough of Winged City,

Behind the thick metal doors of the large two-story building by the side of an alley in the lower districts of the south borough was the previous hideout of the South division of the Numbers organization. The place was more of a two-story warehouse converted into a living quarter by the previous occupants of the place.

There were five large rooms on the first floor of the building, two of which were used as actual storehouses to store the goods that were being smuggled by the organization and the other three were used to entertain the members of the organization with various illegal and illicit activities.

The second and final floor in the building contained over ten private rooms that could be used by the higher-ranking members of the organization as non of the other bunch actually lived here. Although most would generally pass out on the first floor and end up spending several nights here.

However—

At this point, the place that would normally be crowded with the brutish members of the organization was almost empty. Yes, almost was the right word to use as currently the place was occupied by someone.

On the second floor of this building, a faint but steady and constant noise could be heard from behind the doors of one of the rooms.

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It was a small room.

The only furniture in this almost empty room was a cabinet a chair and a bed.

The bed was a sort of canopy bed with a simple-looking mattress that held no covering or duvet. While the bed and mattress may look simple, they were not as they were luxurious items that were well made. Of a sort that would be used in a noble home. However, they had only be designed for functionality and thus did not have any extravagant designs on them.

A naked man sat on the bed.

He was quite the skinny man that most would choose to avoid on the road as he looked sickly and even beggars would avoid him. He had pale grey skin and a long thin tail that protruded from his lower back.

His looks had originally been average at best, but whatever made him this way had stolen away anything that would make one attracted to him.

Incidentally, he was once the errand boy of the formal southern district of the Numbers Organization. He wasn't paid for his work as he was actually a slave. Someone that had been smuggled into the city but could not be sold due to his unsightly statue. He was then reduced to running errands for the group and cleaning after them like a proper slave.

However, a miracle had happened that had set him free from his prison. The boss of the group had up and disappeared with around thirty of their men a few days ago and while that had thrown the entire group into chaos for a while, something even more shocking happened next.

Every single person from the south division suddenly disappeared from the city without a trace leaving him that had been out that night running his usual errands as the last member of the division.

While the North and western divisions had claimed the more valuable goods of the south including the slaves and everything that belonged to a particularly noble, there had been enough left in the warehouse and spare cash in the hidden safe in the boss's room for him to turn his life around.

This was surely a sign. He had never believed in any gods but the demon continent had the demon god and he now felt that he had been blessed by him. Left alone with such wealth and the blessings of a god, he was finally at the peak and had decided to enjoy every single day of his life from this point on.

His name was Nevin Hollow.

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Adjusting his position a bit he raised his arm and slapped down across the mattress. He licked his lips and the sensation that flowed through his body from the reaction he got as the sound of flesh striking flesh rang forth.

A look of delight blossomed on Nevin's face. The sensation of smashing flesh traveled up his arm, and his body shivered even as goosebumps of pleasure sprouted on him.

"Uhhh…"

He slowly wrapped his hands around the spender figure of a naked lady that laid motionlessly underneath him.

The female figure had a dark skin tone with long pointed ears and a pretty face. Her face was now reddened and swollen and her body was bruised and had small cuts that bleed slightly. However, despite her abused body, her bruised and unconscious face had an expression of pure ecstasy.

There was also a second figure that laid motionless on the carpet also naked and in the worst state than the dark elf on the bed with the silver carpet being dyed in her blood but an expression of pure ecstasy was also written across her face. This lady was not a dark elf like the first as she had pale reddish skin and a long thing red tail from her lower waist.

Still, the bruises were not the only thing these two women had in common as they both had a bluish-white powder sneered across their faces and so did Navin. This was a new drug that had been given to the south to smuggled into the city and while the north had claimed it, the boss had been sure to keep a few for his personal use and now they belonged to him.

The drug was called Blue powder and was essentially an aphrodisiac mixed with a bit of pixie dust and an unknown herb for an extra effect. It was highly addictive and could even kill if not taken with care but Navin no longer cared about all that. He was born without power and thus could not protect himself nor his properties so now that the demon god had blessed him he would not let a little side effect stop him.

These women were the last of the goods that were to be smuggled by the group. As luck would have it, they had been discarded by the north and with the west being unable to deal with jobs like these, they had been left behind and Navin truly thought that they were left for him. It was the world's way of repaying him for all the suffering it had sent his way.

Nevin was practically tearing up in gratitude towards the great demon god, who had granted this place to him. Naturally, he would use it to his heart's content.

"Thank you — oh great lord."

A look of calm came over Nevin's eyes. It was hard to imagine that he could be so grateful to a supposedly divine entity while strangling the dark elf below him. Dark elves were valuable commodities in the slave market as their trades had been strictly forbidden after the nobles had seen more value in their skills than their flesh. That being said, slave trades were generally outlawed in this region.

However, there were those that would always lust after the forbidden fruit and Nevin was not an exemption. The fact that he could treat a being that was worth so much and of such importance like she was his toy gave him immeasurable pleasure and served to console his inferiority complex.

The dark elf's body trembled slightly without much resistance as the drug had done its job. He was not physically gifted so it was the will of god that everything had fallen in place for him. Ahh... what a blissful experience he had been having, even if it had only been a day since he began. With the blessing of the demon god now upon him, surely there was nothing that could ever stand in his way again, he had received Devine's favor and was now the main character.

Lost in his own delusions, Nevin let lose his grip on the woman's neck, her bare bosom moved slightly. He smiled lewdly as he reached down and grabbed the elf's breast, deforming her soft flesh between his bony fingers.

His excitement rose rapidly and he could no longer hold himself back. He smiled lewdly and began to slake his lust. He seized one of the dark elf's bare legs and spread it wide. Her emaciated, slender leg was thin enough that Nevin could encircle it with one hand.

He then pressed himself between the dark elf's legs and grasped his tool that was now turgid from his burning desire and in one forceful thrust, he penetrated her. A wave of pleasure swept over him giving him goosebumps from pure ecstasy.

Even after doing this countless times with the lesser demon on the floor, he had never experienced this much pleasure just from a single thrust. However, just as he was about to go deeper—

—The door behind him clicked and slowly opened.

"Ah!"

Nevin hurriedly turned back, and a vaguely familiar man appeared within his field of view. Then, he remembered who that man was and his body froze as fear the likes of which he had never felt before had completely paralyzed him.

The man clad in a black long coat and wearing a white metallic mask walked into the room slowly and walked up to Nevin and saw the dark elf that laid motionless beneath him overdosed on Blue.

"I was wondering why there wasn't anyone here and thought I had wasted my time when I heard a noise up here and came to check it out. So, who permitted you to use the properties of the organization?"