My stepsisters are sexy demons, and I must protect them-Chapter 41: The absolute power of the strongest Monster Reaper

«H-Hakuto... I love you, Hakuto... come inside me, please... aaaaaah!»

The orgasm of Hakuto and Rika arrives together.

His seed spurts inside her like a volcano.

They are naked in the bathtub — she is sitting on top of him.

They are wrapped in each other’s arms.

Their embrace tightens even more at the moment of climax.

«I love you, Hakuto. I love you so much...» Rika murmurs with a sweet smile.

Her cheeks are red from the heat of the water and the excitement.

She stares at him with eyes full of love.

«I love you too, Rika»

Hakuto allows himself a slight smile, then he lets his head fall back.

It rests on the edge of the bathtub.

In that moment, Rika’s words from that night during the fight with Frank come back to Hakuto.

«After you take my virginity, I might change... I might not be the same girl you’ve known so far...»

Things had really changed a lot since that night.

Kagura had told him that Rika was trembling with impatience for him to awaken.

Not only to be at peace about his health, but also for other reasons. freewebnσvel.cøm

The sexual desire that binds a succubus to her Soulmate never fades after one time — that is only the beginning.

The spark that sets everything in motion.

That is why Hakuto, even though he has so many thoughts that trouble him and isn’t in the mood for these things, still had decided to indulge Rika’s desires.

But now, those thoughts that had left Hakuto during that moment of pleasure come back, heavier than ever.

The guilt and the deep sorrow for what happened to Chantal — she still hasn’t woken up and that worries him a lot - but also something else.

Shin.

He has disappeared for three days without telling anyone where he went.

Since then, no one has heard from him.

Hakuto knows his father very well and fears he might do something too reckless, driven by anger.

Hakuto raises his eyes to the sky and sighs deeply.

«Where did you go, dad?»

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The body of Oliver explodes in a violent burst of purple fire.

The Corrupted Flame — the version of the Sacred Flame infused with demonic energy.

Velshekar doesn’t even have time to warn him not to make reckless moves.

Oliver has already hurled himself at Shin.

The sword of purple flames of Oliver and the sword of white flames of Shin clash violently— sparks of light and devastating impacts.

The slashes of the dark emissary are quick, furious.

He storms Shin with blows, without pause.

He is blinded by rage and humiliation.

Even if corrupted by the dark energy, emissaries remain the creatures closest to the God of Light.

For that reason, they manifest a sense of superiority over the other races of the Earth and N’Raeth.

The human race is at the bottom in terms of strength and for an arrogant and proud being like Oliver, being defeated by a human is an unbearable shame.

«HOW IS IT POSSIBLE...?! HOW IS IT POSSIBLE?! HOW IS IT POSSIBLE?!»

The desperate and furious screams of Oliver echo louder than the clash of their weapons.

He is attacking Shin with all his strength.

Shin is just blocking the blows with calmness and composure.

It only makes Oliver more nervous with every instant.

The gaze of Shin is detached, thoughtful, as if his body is there fighting against Oliver, but his mind seems elsewhere.

And in fact, it is so.

He keeps reflecting on that strange power shown just before by Marquis Velshekar.

~Flames capable of moving on their own, endowed with a power and speed superior to that of the one who summoned them... what kind of power would that be? It’s as if his body is capable of releasing more energy than it has... All this goes against the principles of magic itself... an Oni is capable of absorbing the energy of others, but cannot absorb more than his body can contain, I don’t understand...~

Shin raises his gaze towards Velshekar.

~...anyway, there’s only one way to find out...~

The flaming blade of Oliver vibrates in the air in yet another attempt to attack.

But Shin vanishes in front of him.

He moves with such speed that the dark emissary doesn’t even notice.

He finds Shin already behind him.

Oliver turns around suddenly.

Shin is already in flight, launching himself at the marquis.

He attacks from below, ready to dodge another attack of those emerald flames.

But those flames do not come.

Instead, the marquis summons a long spear.

The tip is a purple crystal.

He uses it to block Shin’s slash.

The shockwave unleashed by the impact explodes in every direction.

Oliver, in flight towards them in an attempt to help his boss, is completely overwhelmed and thrown off balance.

He almost falls to the ground.

Then he immediately regains altitude and glides towards Shin at full speed.

~Why hasn’t he used that power yet...? It’s obvious that something has stopped him... but what...?~

From the crystal on the demon’s spear, a beam of purple energy explodes.

It hits Shin squarely, piercing his chest from side to side.

Or at least, that is what Velshekar’s eyes see.

In reality, what he struck is not Shin, but his residual image.

The real Shin is above him.

Velshekar realizes it too late.

The blade of Shin descends vertically.

It severs cleanly the arm with which the demon was holding the spear.

The weapon dissolves into purple luminous particles as soon as the limb is separated from the body.

A piercing scream of pain explodes from Velshekar’s mouth.

But Shin notes with growing astonishment that not a single drop of blood comes out of the severed point.

Instead, green sparks spurt from the wound.

At that instant, Shin places his hand on the demon’s shoulder.

His feet brace against his chest, and his legs bend.

He uses Velshekar’s body to push himself backward and avoid Oliver’s aerial assault at the last second.

With a backward leap, Shin positions himself vertically in midair.

He lands upright after a flight of almost fifty meters.

Shin turns his gaze to the marquis.

Those emerald sparks that spurt from the wound remain there.

They float around where his right arm once was.

After a moment...

Shin’s eyes widen.

He sees Velshekar’s arm rebuild itself.

It is no longer made of flesh and bone, but of those same emerald flames.

«You never stop surprising me, Velshekar,» Shin comments calmly.

His expression, though, is slightly tense.

He casts quick glances all around himself.

As if he is expecting something to happen that does not.

The marquis does not answer with words.

He only lets out a growl of anger.

He is visibly exhausted and can barely keep himself in flight.

A detail that does not escape Shin’s watchful eyes.

~It’s clear that using that power consumes an enormous amount of energy. That must be why he hasn’t used it recklessly and prefers to conserve it to regenerate his body rather than to attack. And yet, I still can’t figure out what kind of magic it is...~

At that moment, Shin opens his eyes wide, as if he has just had an intuition.

~...unless it’s not magic, but something else. But then, what?~

«Boss, you focus on recovering your strength. I’ll take care of that human!» Oliver exclaims, consumed by an uncontrollable rage.

Velshekar grits his teeth.

Those words, spoken by one of his subordinates, wound his pride and his authority in a way that is impossible to ignore.

But he has no choice but to let him.

At that assent, the dark emissary swoops down once more.

His body blazes intensely with purple flames as he crashes against Shin like a meteorite.

«Young people these days never learn...» Shin mutters.

He launches himself in turn at Oliver.

A blinding explosion of light erupts when the two forces collide.

When the glare dissolves and Velshekar can see again, it is already too late.

The body of Oliver lies on the ground in a pool of golden blood gushing from a large wound on his back.

His wings and halo have vanished.

And Shin is right in front of him.

The sword is ready to strike.

The marquis extends his right arm.

He tries to hit him with the flames that make up his limb, but before he can...

—SWISH!

The slash of Shin strikes him again vertically.

This time, however, his entire body is severed in two.

The right and left sides of Velshekar’s body fall heavily to the ground like an empty shell.

But the tongues of green fire that gush from them continue to swirl in a circle.

«This is quite a surprise... now I understand,» Shin comments, now back on the ground, looking up at the sky.

He watches those flames swirl frenetically like a crazy whirlpool without a goal.

As if they are searching for something that is no longer there.

After a few seconds, the emerald flames begin to gather together.

They take the shape of an amorphous and indefinite being.

Like a silhouette made of flames.

«So this is your true body, Velshekar...»

Shin smirks.

«...I’d say the warm-up is over — also because you already seem hot enough. Now let’s get serious.»