Dungeon Overlord: Monster Girl Harem!-Chapter 215: The Daughter of Lust

Immediately after it opened, an orb of darkness flashed around the area. The world froze, both the Orcs and Dark Elves froze in a dark sphere as if time stopped for them; meanwhile, the intruders looked at Zafira.

"My, My." The feminine voice from the portal echoed with a soft chuckle.

Out came two people.

One was a beautiful woman wearing a white mask adorned with red patterns, two black horns curved back like a ram, and the other was a male with dark skin, black eyes, and golden pupils. The mask was like her face; her skin was smooth and white as snow, her lips were rosy, and she wore a blood-red dress with a large black collar.

"I never thought the illustrious demon princess would be in such a filthy outback."

From the moment the sky cracked, Zafira’s irritation reached max.

She wanted to meet Leonhardt, to roll in his sheets, to kiss his neck and drown in his scent, but no matter how much she wished, those desires wouldn’t come into fruition.

’Why is she here...?’

A familiar person, a demon with high status and who could be considered a bad friend of hers.

"What do you want, Alastria?"

Her ruby lips curled upward as she floated above them.

"Hmmm, what does it look like?" Her eyes narrowed in amusement at the Orcs. "I came to see the man you’ve sworn yourself to, after all, he’s already caused quite the stir."

The moment Zafira heard Alastria’s words, her pupils shrank as she burst forward, with a heavy aura exploding from her body.

"Oh my~ so eager. Dantalion, stop her."

Answering the woman’s call, the dark skinned male with black hair flew before the demoness. Silent, yet constantly pumping out his black aura like a deadly mire of miasma. "Don’t underestimate my toy, Zafira~ even though you might be a princess. Do not forget who my father is!"

"A mere duke!" The air cracked with the pressure Zafira expelled. Her black hair floated as if gravity no longer affected it."...Even in that form... You..." For once, Dantalion’s face changed, his pupils widening before he realised the approaching fist made of black fire. He snarled as he lifted his arms, blocking his chest.

Boom!

The shockwave was so tremendous that it shook the forest and burned the treetops. Zafira, now covered in black armour and seven feet tall, is a true demoness with wings, her arms covered in rough skin, her nails sharp as blades, and she towers over the lesser demons. "If you so much as touch a hair on his head, Demon Enchantress Alastaria, I will—!"

Before Zafira could continue, the male, missing half his right arm, snapped back with a brutal roundhouse, his eyes empty of pain and void of consciousness.

’Tsk!’

The demon princess leaned back and dodged his kick, grabbing his foot with one hand. "Hah!" She didn’t stop as she lunged forward and smashed the male’s body into the earth with a terrifying boom.

"Even if I have escaped the empire, my father would never allow you to do this, forget not, Alastaira, I am the only princess of our great realm!"

"Brute!" The other female snapped back emotionlessly, her voice turning cold and sharp.

"You are a princess; however, you have no right to act in such a way on your own, especially toward me!" That’s when the Duke of Lust’s daughter seemed to realise something. Her stomach trembled as she covered her abdomen. "Haha, so you didn’t know."

Alastria sneered, her eyes turning back as she snapped her fingertips, which lifted the lifeless Dantalion off the floor. She snorted and placed her lips on his.

Cold... a kiss, a voice of affection, only necessity.

Pink mist flowed from her lips as she pushed her soft tongue into the demon’s mouth.

"Aaaah..." The demon’s left arm was restored instantly, with a grunt as if he had just awoken from slumber. However, he remained emotionless, and his face was empty as he stood by Alastaria.

The young demon duchess slid her tongue covered in saliva along her lips, creating a glossy shine.

"Filthy, whore."

"Thank you for the compliment, princess~ I am happy we are friends."

With Dantalion revived through the foul authority of lust, Zafira’s mind cooled, listening to the taunts from Alastria, it seemed that she wasn’t here to fight but something else... ’She knows something, something about Leon!’

"Speak, we aren’t friendly enough to meet this way, and you’ve broken many rules to appear here!"

"Oh my, it seems you’ve really changed. Was it these filthy animals? Or... that handsome little beast?"

Beast.

The demons considered other monsters, even those of the lowest class, like kin, but hybrids and monsters that carried tainted blood were called such.

A chimaera was the lowest and pathetic of beasts.

’Even I thought that way when we first met... I cannot judge or call her out.’

"If he is a beast, then he’s a beast that will surpass all demons, and make them inferior."

Zafira’s words caused the daughter of lust to smile, her eyes shining bright as she fluttered her feathered wings.

"Hoho~ how wonderful... it makes me want to add him to my collection, this little Dantalion is one of the men who wanted to become your suitors, hehe~ isn’t he foolish, sister?"

Unlike the Princess, Alastria was a pure succubus and lacked combat ability; instead, she used her deadly seduction to tame males and make them become her marionettes.

"Why don’t you ever pick men you like?"

"Eh~ but that’s no fun... wouldn’t it be better to see them suffer as you kill them without a care?"

"You’re sadistic habit hasn’t changed."

"Fufu, did you remember? I am so honoured, Princess!"

Alastria gave an exaggerated courtesy before tilting her head while observing Zafira. The sign of her next attack or plot was too challenging to grasp. Brought up as her playmate, only Alastria knew Zafira well enough to call her a friend.

"I’ll make this clear: Leonhardt is mine."

Zafira lifted her axe and announced in a sharp, distorted voice due to her transformation.

"I know; however, that does not mean I cannot have a piece. Fufufu~"

At that moment, Zafira’s eyes widened in disbelief.

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"Eh?"

This time, Alastria looked confused. The amount of aura coming from Zafira doubled, her breath hot enough to create steam as she pierced her tail towards the woman’s neck. "I’ve never heard you say anything like that. Did you find a man who can beat you?"

The daughter of lust blinked twice, her face twisting as if she had just swallowed a sour lemon and the sweetest nectar.

Her body twisted as the selfless Dantalion’s chest burst open, a massive round hole in his body, from Zafira’s tail penetrating him.

Alastria didn’t move with the demon princess’s movement; this time she didn’t snap her fingers, or offer a kiss... her eyes sharpened and looked at the muscular male with a sharp and heartless gaze. "You’ve lost your worth." His dark eyes widened, as if released from her control, as he reached out.

"Fall."

Crack...

With a snap of her fingertips, Dantalion’s head split into thousands of tiny cracks before bursting apart. The male screamed for a split moment, his dark eyes turning black, but only for a moment.

"As always, you’re too cruel with toys once bored with them." Zafira huffed, her nose blowing hot air, as her muscles bulged and tightened with each step towards the demon.

"Oh my... did I? Well... let’s forget it. It’s old news now."

The daughter of lust looked back with a smile, as if everything had gone according to plan, the scenery around her twisted.

"I would love to stay and chat, but a certain Chimaera challenged the Duke of Pride to a duel!"

"W-Wait!? What Chimeara!"

Zafira’s body hurtled towards the succubus, her axe cutting through the air with a black arc of fire, but the moment it reached Astaria’s face, the blade hit something untangible, and a crack appeared in space.

A portal opened before her as she winked.

"Thank you, Zafi, I’ve found my next love thanks to you!"

She blew a kiss, forming a heart in the air and leapt through the portal.

Zafira’s axe cut through the air with a roar, yet all that was left was smoke from the burned portal and the scent of lust. "That bitch!"

A deep worry spread through her bones... the dukes who served her father weren’t weak, even if she fought them. It would be lucky if she could count on their loyalty to her father, whether she would survive.

’It has to be a lie... there’s no way he would challenge that psychopath...’

Not the heir, but the actual Duke.

"Never... it cannot be..." The fear of losing Leonhardt wasn’t something that she wanted to endure or consider.

To fight a Duke of Sin was not some game or mere quest. "What should I do... Leon, you didn’t, right?"

Zafira stood in place, staring at the space as time moved slowly, and the world around her turned cold.

’Because even I cannot save you if you did...’

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