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Chapter 53: Disciplining the Proud Demon (1) 

Let’s take a moment to summarize the situation. 

I was sure that Yekaterina or rather, Hecate had summoned me to her room at midnight. 

But waiting for me was a muscular woman wearing a revealing, lecherous-looking outfit called a slingshot. 

She pinned me to the floor, then said something I simply couldn’t accept. 

“Uh, Ekat… no, Hecate? Could you please calm down first?” 

“I am calm. I am making a serious proposal to you right now.” 

“Yeah, that’s true, but… it’s still hard for me to keep up with the situation.” 

“…I suppose you would be shaken. This is all sudden, after all.” 

Fortunately, even though her appearance had changed, her proud attitude remained. 

At least she wasn’t hostile, I thought. With a gentle tone, she continued. 

“If there’s anything you don’t understand about my explanation, please tell me. I’ll answer sincerely, to the best of my ability…” 

“Ah, well, then…” 

After clearing my throat, I asked her a question. 

“You said you belong to the Demon King’s army… what exactly is the Demon King’s army?” 

“As the name implies, it’s a group that once served a man called the Demon King. Most of its members were demons like me, but a hundred years ago, we were defeated by humans and collapsed.” 

So demons who served the Demon King this world even has demons, huh? 

But they collapsed a hundred years ago? That means Hecate is at least a hundred years old, right? 

She doesn’t look that old, but… never mind, let’s move on for now. 

The important thing isn’t her age, but why she revealed her true form to me. 

“Hmm, what about this secret organization? Restaurant? No, Restistance?” 

“Resistance.” 

“Ah, right, Resistance… What does this group do?” 

“After the Demon King’s army collapsed, remnants like me made contact and formed it. Right now, we’ve infiltrated every corner of the kingdom, collecting intelligence and working toward a future revolution.” 

“A revolution… So you’re a ‘rebel army’ that opposes the kingdom?” 

“…You could put it that way.” 

A rebellion. That word has a strong negative connotation. 

Of course, a successful rebellion is remembered as a just revolution, but in reality, it’s a violent act that overturns the system. 

Such destructive actions feel too distant for a commoner like me. 

“So, why rebel? You said the Demon King’s army was destroyed by humans… Is this for revenge?” 

“…Revenge.” 

Hecate hesitated at my words. After a short silence, she spoke calmly. 

“Certainly, there are demons who seek revenge. As a result of the war, we lost our home and our lord, and only a few remnants remain, hiding among humans and barely surviving.” 

She had plenty of reason for revenge. 

But she herself showed no emotional disturbance. 

She just stated that such sentiments exist, as a matter of fact. 

“But I’m different. That conflict was inevitable, and I failed to lead us to victory because I was just a warrior. A true warrior does not make excuses for defeat.” 

Calmness, and resignation. 

Hecate accepted the situation, and I could sense she meant every word. 

At the very least, she truly does not hate humans. 

“But even if I accepted defeat and hid in human society, there are realities I, as a demon, simply cannot accept.” 

And now, she would explain why, though not driven by malice, she had no choice but to be a revolutionary. 

Anticipating this, I asked her nervously: 

“What realities can’t you accept?” 

“Situations in which victims like you are created.” 

Hecate responded immediately, staring straight at me. 

Her gaze was the most serious it had ever been. 

“Making men slaves in the arena and enjoying the sight is something demons consider absolutely forbidden. For us, men are wiser and more magnanimous than women. They are to be protected by strong women and are seen as the natural leaders of our communities.” 

“Men… are leaders?” 

“Yes. In demon society, women always protect and support men. Even our late Demon King was the same…” 

Her face darkened for a brief moment, as if recalling something painful. 

She clenched her fist in anger, then continued. 

“But after losing the war and hiding among humans, we encountered things unimaginable in demon society. Like you, men who should be protected were treated as playthings for women’s entertainment.” 

“Playthings for entertainment” I could understand that all too well. 

In the arena alone, plenty of people cheered for me to be raped, or enjoyed the spectacle of me taking someone down in front of them. 

“Women should protect men, who are physically weaker… That’s the prevailing common sense even in human society, but under the surface, there’s a value system that looks down on men. Only the privileged those with power and wealth can live with dignity; everyone else survives by serving others or selling their bodies.” 

Men may have the qualities to lead women, but… 

Muttering to herself, Hecate slammed her fist against the wall. 

The room shook from the impact a terrifying display of strength. 

Swallowing my surprise, I saw her kneel to meet my eyes, having regained her composure. 

“Adrian. I want to save you.” 

It was clear her words were sincere, and her feelings for me just as genuine. 

“I want to punish that foolish lord who abuses men for the sake of the city’s prosperity, and protect you, who has become a victim of this society. Furthermore, I want to use your wisdom and experience to help our Resistance achieve its ideals.” 

Having said her piece, she gently unclenched her fist and reached out to me. 

“Won’t you take my hand, and stand with me?” 

“…” 

Silently, I gazed at her outstretched hand. 

I’d figured out why she had reached out to me, but there were still too many things stopping me from accepting. 

Accepting this would turn me into a criminal, an enemy of the kingdom, and strip me of all the comforts I’d enjoyed under Renes. 

Joining the Resistance would mean becoming an enemy of women like Helia or Martina, whom I care for. 

No matter how much I’d suffered under Renes, as a small-time citizen, rebellion felt too big a step. 

“I’m… sorry, but…” 

Honestly, this wasn’t a decision to make on the spot. 

I wanted to ask for time, but before I could, she grabbed me by the collar. 

“I’m truly sorry, but you have no choice.” 

“W-what are you ” 

With a squeeze, she lifted me off the ground and pinned me against the wall. 

Her intimidating glare made me grab her wrist with both hands, but her arm was immovable as a pillar. 

I understood then there was no way I could beat her. 

“I revealed my true identity in order to persuade you. If I give you time, my identity could be exposed. I can’t let you go until I get your answer.” 

Wait, cutting off all options without warning is cruel. 

As I trembled, helpless, Hecate’s free hand drifted down to my lower half. 

“So, until I get the answer I want, I will torture you.” 

“T-torture?” 

“Violence against a man is unacceptable for a demon and a warrior, but there are many ways to make someone submit without violence.” 

Her hand tore my pants open. 

There, she saw it my erection, aroused by her body. 

Her eyes widened. 

“This is…” 

Her reaction was quiet, but she was clearly surprised. 

Of course, I was the more embarrassed one, having had my pants suddenly torn off. 

“Hey, stop staring. It’s embarrassing.” 

“Sorry. It’s just so much bigger than the male anatomy I’m familiar with.” 

If there was any consolation, it was that she hadn’t lost her manners, even as she threatened me. 

But that didn’t mean what was coming wouldn’t be ruthless. 

“…So, you’ve been using this to comfort the knights of that despicable lord.” 

She muttered bitterly, then reached for my member. 

For me, this was a moment of both anxiety and excitement. There’s only one reason a woman would reach for a man’s member. 

“W-what are you doing?” 

“I don’t want to leave you with painful memories, but… there’s no better way to make someone submit without violence.” 

So, she planned to jerk me off until I surrendered? 

I suppose sexual torture counts as torture, but honestly, I was more eager than reluctant to give in. 

With her dignified face and that voluptuous body barely covered by the slingshot… 

It would be an understatement to call her a walking turn-on. 

But, as it turned out, things didn’t go as I expected. 

 Squish! 

When her hand grabbed my shaft, an intense pain shot through me, making every muscle in my body tense up. 

“Guh!?” 

It wasn’t pain it was agony. 

Hecate remained calm, squeezing and tugging on my member. 

“This must be painful for you. That’s only natural. For a delicate man to have relations with a woman, you must endure the pain.” 

She talked about the pain of childbirth as she threatened to crush my dick. 

This was a far cry from the tender touches I’d known before. 

My body thrashed, but she ignored it, mercilessly pulling and squeezing. 

“Gah! Hrgk!” 

Damn, I do like being teased, but not like this! 

I was going to see red, not white. If this kept up, I’d end up sexually crippled! 

“I don’t want to hurt you any more than I have to. Please surrender. Become one with us.” 

She continued, indifferent to my suffering. 

Frustration built inside me. Then, mana surged from my body, filling me with a burst of incredible power. 

With a roar, I launched myself at her. 

She was knocked onto the floor, and I pinned her down, howling in pain. 

“Hey, bitch! Were you trying to kill me!?” 

“…I didn’t realize it would hurt so much. I suppose I’m not experienced in this.” 

If you’re not experienced, don’t try it in the first place! 

I wanted to chew her out, but then I noticed her gaze shifting away from me, as if ashamed of her actions. 

“I’m sorry.” 

Her apology made it clear she truly hadn’t meant harm. 

“In my eagerness to save you, I went too far. There must be a better way…” 

“…You think an apology makes up for what just happened?” 

If I’d let this go on, I’d have become impotent. 

Anger boiled inside me, but I held back, knowing she could crush me if I attacked. 

If I punched her in the face in retaliation, she might just shatter my skull. 

But then… 

“As an apology, I will accept your anger in my body.” 

“…What?” 

“You may punch me, hit me do whatever you want until your anger subsides. That is only right, since I sought to save and persuade you.” 

With that, she relaxed her body. 

Any instinctive fear I felt began to fade she genuinely intended to let me take out my anger on her. 

From what I’d seen, she wasn’t the type to lie. 

No matter what I did here, it would be okay. 

 Gulp. 

As I swallowed, I clenched my fist and reached for her. 

In one swift motion, I tore off her top. 

A pair of massive, animalistic breasts came into view. 

She looked at me expressionlessly and asked: 

“What are you planning to do now?” 

“You said I could do whatever I wanted, right? So I’m going to do what I want.” 

I wasn’t about to let such a voluptuous body go to waste. 

No matter what happened after this, I’d unleash my frustration and take what I wanted. 

With that thought, I grabbed her breasts.