Olga Discordia... The 'queen' of Dark Elves, and the nominal queen of all that which was evil and made of darkness in this world.
A queen of enslaved lesser demons that patrolled and died pathetically 'trying' to protect empty hallways of a castle. That had seen not a single dark elf besides Olga and her simp for years.
There was no grand resistance the lesser demons could make against me with my demonology talents... Less said about the orcs who were too busy trying to rip off my knight's clothes to protect themselves, the better.
Monster-filled blood splashed on the cold candlelit stone floors as I made my way to the throne room. Casually dismantling the countless faded and already ruined wards that filled the Black Citadel that Olga had placed once upon a time.
It was... A sobering affair to realize just how fucking easy this was. How easy it would be to force my way into Olga's throne room. And then force myself upon her. It was just pathetic.
A loud rumble rang out as Artoria and Castorice pushed open the large double doors for me to enter at the forefront.
And sitting in her throne at the end of the long hall. A very 'familiar' long throne room in fact. Was Olga Discordia sitting imperiously in her throne with her simp Chloe standing in front with a long sword in hand.
Without a word, I approached Olga, completely ignoring Chloe as I crossed the long hall with my knights filling in behind me.
Until I got up to the front steps of the throne, and Chloe finally snarled out. "Impertinent, filthy human man! How dare you so casually approach the great queen of the dark elves, the Dread Queen herself!"
I didn't even look at Chloe even as she took an aggressive step towards me as I asked bluntly to Olga Discordia. "Why Olga... Why do you shield endless rapist monsters on the surface? Why do you remain on the surface when the rest of your race fucking hates you?"
Olga Discordia was admittedly the most beautiful woman I had seen in my life. And with her 'outfit' which was less covering then even a bikini. There wasn't anything left to the imagination to her voluptuous dark elf form.
Finally, after gazing at me with a cold expression, she said blandly. "I was named the queen of all that which is evil. The thorn-covered shield of that which is dark in this world. I was granted faith and power in doing so. Your demands mean nothing to me when your nobles are just as disgusting as the worst of orcs."
She then smiled, but it was sarcastic as she said thinly. "Do not think you can force yourself on me either. I have sealed my womanhood with a ward powered by the death of so many monsters. Now what do you want, Jake Bariss?"
I snorted and said blandly. "Yeah, good for you, stupid bitch. You sealed your cunt with just a flat magical seal powered by sacrifice. Your ass and mouth are still unsealed, and that pussy seal can still be broken easily by sympathetic orgasms inflicted upon you and whoever goes after you."
But if she sealed her mouth and ass... It would be a lot more difficult to eat and do other things. Still her face twitching at my rightful point was well worth this trip as she looked utterly dumbfounded at my point.
A point that Kin, Vult's own mage and pet psychopath, would happily be able to point out instantly as well.
Then I smiled, but it was a cruel thing as I said blandly. "Your game is up Olga Discordia. I broke your illusion of strength even though only those useless princess knights even believed it to begin with."
"Within two months Olga... The Mercenary King Vult will be here, he has already brokered promises with the monster kings of the world. And they will join in his goals of making a Service Nation. A Cuntry where women are free to use toys for men and monsters alike to use and abuse."
Chloe it seemed took my words as a threat as she slashed at me with her curved saber that was clearly coated in some kind of drow-made poison.
But I grabbed her sword with a hand made out of metal and I casually snapped the thin saber with a press of my thumb before I snapped forward with my other hand sending a fist directly into Chloe's stomach.
"Gah!" Chloe gagged as she fell down to her knees right at my waist. Right at dick sucking height and as she looked at me with those amber eye's filled with hate.
I said with boredom. "Stay there on your knees. You are used to being on your knees in front of humans, aren't you anyway?"
Chloe's face filled with humiliation, but I looked back to Olga as she asked bluntly. "What do you want Jake Bariss. Court mage and foreigner to this world, why are you here besides taunting me."
I blinked at her question, especially about how she knew I was an intruder to this world. But hey, she was supposedly the most powerful mage in this world's history at one point. So although she was helpless, her senses still remained.
Though, clearly those senses didn't stretch far as she obviously couldn't sense Radomira, who was just in the previous room still.
Still, I answered honestly, as lying or diverting around what my goals were did nothing but waste time. "I am here to find out if you have any tomes on dimensional magic. Magic that isn't merely binding or banishing demons and eldritch entities."
I was... Painfully aware about how fucked this world was. And I knew that even if I burned down the population to try to change how they were. It woudn't fucking work. Monsters were born in just darkness.
And the corruptive depravity was baked into this universe's very woven fabric that kept it together.
So, I wanted to leave this world as I was all to aware that it was possible with my sponsor being just another version of myself in the endless Omniverse.
And Olga chuckled in actual amusement as she said with an exasperated expression. "Even if I had such things. Why should I share it with you? I hate humans, I hate you even more for showing the world my weakness."
I gave her a long look. Before I sighed and took a deep breath as I collected my thoughts.
Then I spoke, and it was from the heart. "Look... Olga, I have two options here. I fucking hate this world I have been dropped into. The men here are completely untrustworthy who want to stab me in the back to cuck me. The women are stupid and can be mentally shattered from being assaulted into betraying you in all ways."
I looked Olga dead in the eye as I said with actual pleading. "So, Olga, these are YOUR two options. Don't be another stupid cunt, don't MAKE me mind break you so I can get the information I need to leave this literally goddess forsaken world. Give the information and tomes freely, and I will literally just walk out and leave you be. Or things get ugly."
There was a pause as Olga met my gaze until Chloe had gotten her breath back. Had to put in her two pieces. "You... Filthy human, you just admitted you would assault us, so even if we give you what you want. You are just going to assault us anyway!"
And as I saw Olga's eyes firm at that realization, her eye's turned dark. I realized that thing's weren't going to be easy. But still I shook my head and said blandly.
"Yeah, sorry but I don't do that shit. No, I am going straight to torture, soul searching, and using a chained goddess to mentally break you."
I whistled, and from the other room, Albedo brought Radomira into the room. And as Radomira walked into the room and all but ran to me... To put her leash that was around her neck into my hand as she kneeled beside me with a clear look of worship as she looked at her master.
Olga's lost that bored nihilistic expression of not giving a fuck about what would happen to her or Chloe. There was real fear in her eyes as she realized that this... Thing at my feet WAS a goddess incarnated in the flesh just as Celestine was.
But unlike Celestine, Radomira was REAL. She had her divine power, she was a roiling storm of depravity, masochism, sadism, and darkness that was just aimed at her threateningly.
And with my hand idly petting Radomira between her demonic horns, I looked to Olga and said softly. "Olga Discordia. I am not a rapist. But I am a monster still, I will break your mind and soul to get what I want. A want that I imagine with how everyone hates you, you yourself understand all too well."
A desire to leave this accursed world.
There was a long moment of silence before Olga said softly. "I have tomes from a tribe of dark elves... Soft surface dwellers who felt as you do and left this world, even found a way to return at times for trade, and they said they found a world of advanced technology."
She took a breath before she continued. "But their town was attacked by a human noble, the mages capable of making the world travel portal were mentally broken or they fled and never returned. You can have the tome, and you will leave."
I stared at Olga, considering if she was holding something back. I wondered if she held more pertinent knowledge I needed. But... In the end, I wanted to be different from these people so I slowly nodded with Olga saying calmly. "Chloe, go to my library, the journal is on the first shelf on the third level and on the far left side."
For a moment, Chloe looked like she wanted to argue about leaving her queen alone with us. But she seemingly realized it made zero difference in reality. So she merely bowed her head and left with a hand over the bruise I had left on her stomach.
There was a moment of silence before Olga looked beyond me. And towards Albedo, Castorice, Artoria, and the other knights... And cultists who followed me.
And she finally asked quietly after taking a breath. "You all. Why do you follow this outsider? This invader of our world and just another man who hungers for our flesh?"
The knights, one and all chuckled, laughed, and snorted at her question. Making Olga scowl before Artoria stepped forward and said, honestly. "Jake does indeed hunger for our flesh. He desires us, he owns us as his property, and refuses to share us with his underlings. But he doesn't think of us as tools or mere property to be hoarded and abused."
Then Castorice added. "He is a man of power, he has his desires, and in this world. It is just... Easier to enjoy his grace, his touch, his attentions rather than be humiliated, wrought with torture, or worse."
The throne room went quiet before I added with a helpless tone. "As the dark elf queen. You know all to well the desires of those with power... After all, for all of humanity's faults and cruelty, it's not mandated to castrate all men in the race to turn them into femboys and then wonder why the pure bloods of the race is going extinct."
Just another part of why I abhor this world's perverted, stupid level of evil.
'Oh no, the entire race of pure dark elves is going extinct. We have to keep the dark elves underground so humans and monsters can't interbreed with us.... Making new pure darkelves with the native men of our own race? Eww, those weak-willed worms don't even have cocks to impregnate us with. What good are they besides slaves?'
Yeah, the mindset of hentai darkelves who were even crazier than their 'normal' counterparts eluded my mind.
Olga's face however, twitched at the reminder of how they had basically killed off the future of her own race by castrating all the pure darkelf men.
"That... Was an action made by shortsighted and cruel matrons. I had nothing to do with it. And when I learned of the practise that exploded into popularity. It was far too late for me to do anything about it." Olga said dully.
Still, I said blandly. "It's hard to be the queen of a race that has hit a dead end due it's innate obsession with sadism and harming others to get off to it."
I knew this all too well, as even Grace Campbell, one of my lovers. Just adored bullying her best friend, who was a normal elf as far as she could before Anna would push back.
"How... What are you going to do with that thing?" Olga said finally said as she finally pushed down whatever apprehension she had about Radomira, that I had been petting like a dog.
I merely gave her a knowing look before I said casually. "Oh, this little thing. She is my adorable mana battery. What else would I use her for."
And there was a thrill as Radomira whispered out a giggling. "Master!" In joy with Olga, going stiff as a flood of tantric energy filled the air. And in her weird 'armor' like top that held her huge perky tits. I could see her nipples stiffen.
A small smile escaped me as I then felt it. Small, tiny little nibbles of the flooded outwards tantric energy as the mana-starved castle and Olga herself drank of the mana trying to be subtle.
But it didn't go unnoticed. Though I didn't make mention of it as Chloe had finally returned with a large leather-bound book written in the surface tongue, thankfully.
"Here." Chloe said with a hint of spite. But there was a clear sense of relief at the thought of my knights and me just leaving with what we wanted.
I briefly threaded through the journal/tome that was filled with hundreds of pages that included magical circles I would need to study. As well as excerpts of the world they had gone to and settled down on for a time.
It seemed legit from a cursory glance. And I didn't expect Olga to have much else in the way of getting to other worlds, even if I did mind break her and took any information from I could.
So with a soft clap of a thick leather-bound book closing, I carefully tucked the book under my arm before I looked back to Olga and Chloe before I said thoughtfully.
"This tome has some value to me and will be useful... So, I will tell you this Chloe. Your queen cannot protect you from the mercenary king who will come in but a couple of months. But I can. You can walk out of here and not be forced upon by another human." I offered.
And before Chloe even responded Olga said withh tired amusement. "Am I so worthless that you do not even make the offer to me?"
Then Chloe turned to her queen and said with clear worship in her tone that was all to familiar to me due to my cultists. "I would never abandon you my lady! You and your rangers saved me from those human slavers and I will never betray you!"
A cough rang out before Castorice, an elf herself, whispered. "Those very same rangers who commonly caught surface-born and raised, dark elves to sell them to humans as well. Rangers who betrayed your queen to go serve the Underworld's dark elf Matrons."
The room went quiet at that point with Olga shaking her head and Chloe's eye's falling down as well.
I looked at Olga, and I said with finality. "No, I woudn't bother offering such a foolish kindness. You are too proud to take an offered hand. After all, in order not to admit a mistake, you turned the whole northern lands into a wasteland, drove your people away underground to avoid you. And crippled yourself magically."
And with this wonderfully awkward moment, I just chuckled mirthlessly before I turned on my heel and said evenly. "Well, maybe when you are mentally broken on some monster's dick, I will be able to put you back together as I did with my knights who were captured by monsters."
With that, I waved outwards with my hand that wasn't pulling Radomira to her feet with her leash as I said. "Good luck to ruling a deathly wasteland, you two... But then again, with how I shattered your castle and your bound servants. I doubt the winter will end without the monsters spit-roasting you both."
This was a cruel world, but a man could prosper if he was willing to use his own strength to take what he wanted. And in this situation, I had the strength to waltz into the queen of evil's front door. Mug her magical library and stroll out without any consequences.
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It took even less time to get back to the City Kingdom of Feoh than it took to get to the Dark Citadel, with the lack of monsters on the direct path, as my undead were still pushing further generally north.
And I waited till I got back to the safety of the castle to finally truly look into this leather-bound tome. A tome that was bound in the cured flesh of an eldritch entity, I quickly learned.
'Fucking dark elves. Everything they do has to be edgy.' I muttered to myself as I carefully double-bound the journal and tome in the burial shroud of one of the previous Princess Knight of Feoh.
Yes, I robbed Princess Alicia's mom's grave. Not a single fucking lick of shame either at this point. After you killed a couple of hundred people, mostly rapists and slavers. It kinda just made small potatoes out of little things like grave robbing.
Either way, Alicia's mom's burial shroud was heavily blessed by Celestine back when she still had power so I was able to use it as a cover to help me read the journal without any sanity damage.
And oh boy... This journal was indeed a magical tome of sorts. Once I translated the drow cruelty and casual torture of other 'lesser' races that even the surface dark elves tormented. It didn't take me long to understand the HOW to leave this world.
Or at least, how these drow did so.
It turned out... That, the great and 'wise' dark elf sage Necroa. Had some contact with the goddess of depravity and darkness that Radomira was the conduit of. And they realized and became 'aware' of this worlds hopeless nature.
It's a cycle of utter perversion leading to damnation, before a very brief golden period where hope filled it only to be brutally smothered and anally fucked without lube.
Said dark elf sage said that was fucking gay. And stole power from the rip-off Shinto Gods worshipped to the far east of the central elven forests, where the Mercenary Queen/Princess Knight, the Dwarf Princess Knight, and the Miko, Princess Knight held their city kingdoms.
And then the sage stole power from Celestine's own goddess by stealing her divine panties... This also explained why Celestine didn't wear panties, either to an extent at this point.
And finally, the sage bartered their own soul to Radomira's goddess of depravity for a spark of true divinity and a stay of 'execution' for two years.
In that time, the sage used the divinity they stole from the Temu- Shinto gods as fuel, used Celestine's divinely 'stretchy' panties to form an established physical portal. And then used the darkness goddess's divine spark as the nuclear bomb to launch a dimensional anchor to another world.
"The world the sage found... It's said there are still rapey monsters, but it's much less of an issue despite the monsters themselves having much more powerful forms. The world itself is steeped in sin, but it's not ordained to be in sin. There remains hope and plenty of people fighting monsters and demons." I muttered thoughtfully.
I brushed a hand across my jaw as something was teasing at my mind. Something about the notes about this world tingled at me.
Especially with how the sage's notes especially noted about how demon-blooded 'shadow warriors' with ties to another version of the off-brand Shinto in this world were truly empowered by them.
But there weren't any hard clues besides the fucking fantastic news that the world they reached was some form of Earth. And they landed in Japan, before they found another tribe of dark elves similar to themselves but more easy-going in parts of Europe.
'Now the question is. What time period is it on that Earth? I have no idea what the time dilation between these realities is.' I mused as I realized that heading to the Earth that the drow found was by far the best bet.
Because I wasn't that dark elf sage who was also clearly fucking insane from communing with eldritch entities which allowed them to find that Earth to begin with.
And despite my demonology talents, Radomira on a leash and my other abilities... I really didn't want to try to break the mind of a tentacled monster who would make the eyes of people who looked at it melt.
"Making a temporary portal woudn't be as difficult. I rather doubt those dark elves actually completely destroyed the tether to that Earth. But making a permanent portal would be a pain in the ass." I mused to myself.
As with those Shinto God's being gone in the last couple of years. There was no easy way to get pure neutral divine-grade energy. And likewise, Celestine's light/good attributed physical treasure to be used as an anchor didn't exist.
Celestine just walked around in a light dress and a belt buckle that hung down to cover up her womanhood. She didn't have any divine tools or divine power either.
Still... A temporary portal was still something I could do without too many issues. It wasn't an impossible task at least.
"So, I still need some light goddess essence in order to balance out Radomira's own corruption. Then I can just amass a large amount of sheer magical energy and condense it to replace the Temu shinto energy." I muttered and as for where I could get a massive amount of magical energy?
The good thing about a world filled with rapist monsters is that in the end you could do all kinds of war crimes and have zero reason to feel any actual guilt.
So with a shrug I got to work. With a howl of dark mana tearing through the void. I worked to bind a number of lesser demons. Imps, dregs, and other fiends without much power or costing me much to force my will upon their infernal souls.
And with a flex of my mana I banished a horde of demons I bound into the physical world and outside of Feoh to get started on their grim work.
As there were still so many monsters, even with the wave of undead I sent to the north. Rather than waste my own time and the lives of the people of Feoh... I might as well just convert all the monsters' bodies and souls into pure energy.
Into my own... Philosopher Stone that could act as a neutral energy-type mana storage.
With a solid 'plan' in motion to finally escape this damned world. I began to consider the last material I would need anyway. Celestine's essence as even powerless as she was. She was still the conduit to the light goddess, even if said goddess left her.
"Well... Looks like I might need to fight Vult directly." I muttered as I moved to leave my magical tower. As I needed to go speak with Alica at this point. Getting into contact with the Light Godess conduit in Celestine was going to require an introduction.