Butcher Demon Vol 00 Chp 192


◇◆◇ (Gevaudan’s point of view)

When I emerged from the underground corridor, the sky had cleared up.

I walked through the snowy landscape, reflecting the sunlight.

On my back was a large white bag. The bag is stuffed with souvenirs. I still had my Santa hat on, thinking it would add to the mood.

On the way, I saw a tree moving —- and felt a presence.

The branches began to crackle and move, and the branch fell a little as if saluting me.

I wasn’t hallucinating.

It may be that this area has already become Titania’s territory.

Lately, I was becoming less and less surprised when strange phenomena occurred around her. I just accepted it by thinking of it as a fantasy thing. I myself am the ultimate fantasy. I had no reason to be put off by childish fantasy. I am no stranger to fantasy.

When I arrived in front of the anthill castle, I was greeted by Titania.

Next to her stood a man I had never seen before.

He is a muscular man of medium height, with a helmet on his head and a cloak over his shoulders, but other than that, he is bare-chested and wearing only boomerang pants. Half-naked in this cold weather. His muscles are glistening.

In one hand he holds a spear. On the other hand, he holds a round shield, looking like a strong Spartan soldier.

–Who is he?

Could he be …………

Her secret Lover?

I’m going to kill him.

As I extended my claws and approached the bastard, Titania rushed in and interrupted me.

“Woah, △〒〆&▽&※#。◇〓□ & Spriggan 〓▲.”

I observed the man from up close with the butcher’s vicious look on my face.

The face of the man I saw under the helmet was calm. He did not seem to be afraid of me. Normally, in a situation like this, men would feel guilty and either run away or get down on their knees.

What surprised me a little was that this adulterer is quite an ugly-looking guy. Although his helmet makes it almost impossible to see his face, he looks ugly at the level of disfigurement.

I’m an ugly guy too, and I wonder if Titania is a “B” girl[1] or something?

“Spriggan. Gevaudan, Spriggan.”

Bloop, Titania poked desperately at my chest, repeating the word soothingly.

I wonder if this cheater’s name is Spriggan.

Hmmm, I want to kill him. But Titania is stopping me.

I want to kill him.

I want to kill him.

As I was furiously growling my throat, Spriggan thrust his spear into the ground and bowed his head in a respectful bow in front of me.

I won’t forgive you even if you apologize.

Should I just cut off his head, or should I just take a bite of his head?

While I was thinking about this, Titania impatiently said something to the cheater.

Then, Spriggan, the cheater, turned and walked swiftly into the ant-hill castle.


I’m gonna get rid of him when Titania is not looking.

She probably missed me. Poor thing. I’ve been gone for almost two weeks. I’m going to have to make sure I get her all to loosen up and cry “Ravios” (sorry) all night.

Perhaps sensing that I had become more focused, Titania placed her hand on her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then again.

–I’m home.

I lifted her up high. Titania smiled, hugged my face, and rubbed her cheek. She takes off my Santa hat before wrapping her tits around me. They are so soft and smooth.


Okay, okay, I’m in love.


Titania stopped moving, her eyes widen at the sound of a mechanical voice that came out without warning.

“Titania, Al.”

I repeated as she looked at me with a stupefied look on her face, but this time I add the mystery word “Al”, which she had been pleased with before.

“……………… ahaha!”

Titania laughed. It was a childlike, innocent, adorable lauht.


I had never seen her laugh so hysterically. It was a great success.


I was going to surprise her at the very first moment, but the cheater ruined the surprise. I guess I’ll have him take responsibility and die.

–Well, let’s see…

I put her down and quickly pulled a letter out of my apron pocket. It was the letter Abigail had written for me.

The letter begins with Abigail’s self-introduction and greeting, and then goes on to explain the purpose of my activities at 88, that I was looking for a means of remote communication with Abigail, etc,. in an alien language.

Titania looks at the letter and stares at it with an mmm……. Her brow is furrowed into a deep crease.

Is she angry again? She’s the black goat that ate Abigail’s letter once.


She’s troubled …….or rather, she’s confused …….

Abigail also said she’s a complete beginner in the alien language, so I’m sure there’s something slightly wrong with her grammar or vocabulary or something. She had the look of a person who seriously ponders over a letter written by a three-year-old.

All I could do was watch.

Slowly, Titania scanned the letter, squinting as she picked up something from the letter.

It looked like a golden thread – Abigail’s hair.

Titania sniffed, then suddenly her expression dropped and she lost her smile.

Out of nowhere, she pulled out a straw doll. A straw doll. Butcher’s mouth dropped open at the appearance of this old-fashioned cursed object that I had only seen in books. Stunned

As I stared at her, she slipped a strand of golden hair into the straw doll.

–Oh, no!

That’s not good!

The hair is stuck in the straw doll. Just before the cursed ritual was completed, I took the doll from her hands.

-No, I think it’s all just a play.

I think curses are just a fantasy. It’s not something that’s considered fancy when you do it. So she’s not going to …… It’s just for a play, right? But this is from a fantasy world…….

Titania is not happy with her cheeks puffed out after the straw doll is taken away from her.

After playing around with the straw doll for a while, Titania regained her composure, pulled me by the arm, and we headed towards the Ant Hill Castle.

The castle was covered in white snow and perfectly camouflaged. At first glance, it looked like just another mountain. I was relieved.

However, when I entered the castle, I found that the interior had been greatly expanded. the tunnels were larger, deeper, and wider, the number of rooms had increased, and the infrastructure inside had become more advanced. The number and variety of insects had also increased.

Their obsessive desire to build was not heading for the sky, but for the underground. Good.

The room that caught my attention was the one with many amber-colored balls hanging from the ceiling.

I observed them closely and found that they were the stomachs of ants, The belly of an ant clinging to the ceiling was filled with a large amount of nectar and swelled up to resemble a ball.

Titania took one of them from me as I looked up at her with interest. She picked it up with a hand as if she was plucking an apple.

She poked a hole in its belly, and thick nectar overflowed from inside. The image of the amber-colored slime sticking to her fingers like a string of white fluid was just as erotic as the model from the magazine.

I licked her alluring finger and found myself in a state of heavenly delight.

Delicious!! Not even Royal Jelly can match this!! This is also Nutritious!! Even my son down there is getting a little twitchy!!

While we both enjoyed ourselves, I followed her through the upgraded Ant Hill Castle.

We eventually arrived at a familiar room deep underground.

It was a room with a golden fountain and an egg-shaped object in the center. It is the bathing room.

The color of the egg seems to be getting darker…….

When I entered the room, there were two men standing near the fountain. Both are spartan ugly men.

–Seriously, it seems that these Spartan Ugly Men are soldiers that Titania has stationed there.

“Spriggan, Spriggan.”

She called them both Spriggans, respectively. Maybe that’s the kind of troops they belong to.

But a forbidden love between the Imperial Guard and the queen is so iconic, isn’t it? I can’t let my guard down. If anything happens, I’ll shoot you all to death with a 20mm.

As I was sending such murderous intent in all directions, Titania stood by the fountain and threw the straw doll into the fountain. *Flop*

She followed after it and stepped into the fountain herself.

And what she picked up from the bottom of the fountain were a golden straw doll and a silver straw doll.

–A golden axe and a silver axe, right?

The golden straw doll and the silver straw doll were in Titania’s hands.

They stand up stiffly as I stare at them.


Each of them stomped on Titania’s palms, doing various warm-up exercises.

Forward bending, stretching, bending. Shadowboxing. Finally, they both held hands and bowed like a curtain call. Even confetti flew out of nowhere.

Clap, clap, clap.

Spriggan clapped in unison.

— Wow …….

I clapped my hands, but my feelings are mixed. What is this?

I was looking at it with a little bit of a blank look on my face.

Titania seemed to notice that, and handed me the gold doll and said to the silver doll in her hand “◇●#ー※!”

At the same time, I heard the same voice from the gold doll in my hand, “◇●#ー※!”

Oh, …….So is this like a telephone call?


Pointing at Gold-san and Silver-san, Titania proudly puffed out her chest.


Unable to resist her bouncing, swaying breasts under her dress, I pushed her down on the spot.


We spent the next few days peacefully and uneventfully.

Titania was exhausted.

She had dark circles under her eyes and was looking a little worn out.

I was a little excited. I couldn’t stop ejaculating thanks to the fact that she immediately responded to my request and prepared the gold and silver kodama. Also, the honey was very effective.

I had been playing with it for a long time after I discovered the code that when Titania said “Ravios” I whispered “Al” in her ear and she got all wet with “♡♡”. Then I use it endlessly.

Today is a rest day.

I was out alone on the terrace enjoying the winter scenery. Somewhat in a wise man’s mode.

This terrace was so high up that I could look over the whitened landscape.

The icicles covering the surface of the ground reflected the flickering light, and the wind blowing through the withered trees caused a quaint blizzard. I never tire of watching the backs of the white rabbits, which leave defenseless footprints on the ground, thinking no one is watching.

My footprints which I had left the other day when I returned home from Fort, were already gone. The snow in the vicinity of the ant-hill castle is as smooth as evened-out cream.

The snow is a good indicator of the presence of a scout. If an intruder were to come, I would know immediately. The visibility is also improved, and winter is an advantageous season for the defenders.

Looking down from this position, I also noticed something else.

The snow was thick from the Ant Hill Castle to Fort 88, but not so thick in the opposite direction towards Feymbaum, where the soil could be seen on the surface of the distant alien lands. It was a bizarre snowfall as if it was aimed at the Fort. It smelled like fantasy stuff was in play again.

As I was thinking about this, suddenly, With a tingle, the scent of prey emerged in my mind.

What is that?

I looked in the direction where I felt it, and saw two lines of lights from the distant Faymbaum, growing toward me. If I were to use an analogy, it would be similar to the streetlights on both sides of the road lighting up one after the other in sequence as they approached closer.


A drop of water hit my cheek.

When I looked up, the sky was clear. Not a single cloud in the sky.

No matter how much sudden the weather change, Rain simply can’t occur in such a clear sky…….

However, raindrops hit my face continuously.


Titania came out onto the terrace as well.

Standing next to me, she stared at the line of lights approaching from the distance with sharp eyes. She, too, seemed to sense something was wrong.

Then, let’s counterattack them.

Butcher Demon

Butcher Demon

Butcher demons: Women writhing in the immense pleasure of the beast who vows revenge, and my personal goddess, 屠殺鬼 ~復讐を誓うケダモノの絶倫セックスに悶える女たちと、僕だけの女神さま~
Score 7.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2020 Native Language: Japanese
There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison. A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”. That’s me. I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name. I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say. It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday. I pour my burning rage into them. Over and over again, until they conceive. From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered. To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal. But my soul has not perished yet. I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last. Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant. And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied. The dawn of the beast is near.



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