The Marquis army had surrounded an isolated enemy platoon.
At this point, there was no longer any chance of victory for the platoon.
However, when Rigel urged them to surrender, the platoon leader Amand—who wore a splendid helt—shook his head.
"I will never lose! I am Amand, the one who will soday beco a Sword Saint!!"
With those words, Amand continued to swing his sword wildly. His movents carried a desperate, almost demonic intensity.
(Dealing with this guy head-on is going to be pretty troubleso…)
Rigel, watching the scene from a distance, clicked his tongue in annoyance.
Amand's swordsmanship was quite impressive. At the very least, he stood head and shoulders above the average soldier.
But even then, there were ways to handle it.
Rigel could step in himself, but in this situation—
"Hey, you lot. Loose your arrows."
"…Huh? Y-yes?"
"Didn't you hear ? I said loose your arrows."
Rigel spoke to the bewildered soldiers in an irritated tone.
The soldier hurriedly replied, "U-understood!"
Upon his command, the soldiers all raised their bows at once and fired a volley.
Countless arrows rained down like a storm, pouring onto the platoon led by Amand.
"Guaaaah!!"
"Gyaaah!!"
"A-Amand, Captain…!"
As the platoon mbers fell one after another, Amand still refused to give up. He continued fighting desperately, dodging the incoming arrows.
"Damn it…! What a cowardly tactic…! Fight fairly and squarely!!"
"Nah, this is war. All that matters is winning. As long as you win, it's fine."
Rigel muttered in exasperation, but Amand wasn't listening. With a face twisted in rage, he shouted:
"I cannot afford to lose to despicable cowards like you!! —Gah!?"
Unfortunately, no matter how strong an individual is, there are limits.
The storm of arrows continued to rain down, and damage steadily accumulated on Amand.
"Shit! You bastards…!"
Amand desperately tried to block and dodge the arrows, but eventually his strength gave out. He dropped to one knee with a heavy thud.
With a loud clanging sound, the helt covering his head fell to the ground.
"Huh!?"
Rigel's eyes widened involuntarily.
What appeared from beneath the helt was a beautiful girl with long, flowing crimson hair.
She looked to be in her mid-teens. Her large eyes, filled with strong will, were particularly striking.
(This guy… was a girl!?)
Rigel was shocked by the unexpected revelation.
Amand glared sharply at him.
"…Tch! I'm not beaten yet! I am Amand, the one who will soday beco a Sword Saint!!"
"......"
Rigel said nothing.
No — it would be more accurate to say he couldn't say anything.
Because he had certain thoughts about the girl standing before him.
"—You lot, stop shooting arrows."
"Eh? U-um… is that alright, Lord Rigel, Supre Commander?"
"Yeah, that's enough."
The soldiers nodded, still looking confused.
Seeing this, Rigel nodded in satisfaction and slowly walked toward Amand.
"You're pretty strong."
"…Hmph! For a lowly bastard from the Wistaria Kingdom, you're not half bad. I'll praise you for stopping the arrow attack."
Amand laughed boldly.
He probably believed that if he could avoid long-range attacks, he could win in close combat.
Paying no mind to that, Rigel approached her with his sword still drawn.
"Oh…? You intend to fight —one on one—against Amand, who will soday beco a Sword Saint?"
"…Well, yeah."
"Fufu… Very well. I'll at least comnd your spirit! Let us fight honorably!!"
Amand also readied her sword.
The fatigue from the battle so far and the damage from the arrows were significant.
However, her fighting spirit had not yet faded.
Seeing this, Rigel sneered.
"Aren't you misunderstanding sothing?"
"…What?"
Amand furrowed her brows in suspicion.
Rigel spoke slowly to her:
"What's about to begin isn't a fight. It's a one-sided violation."
"Wha—!?"
The mont she heard Rigel's words, Amand's expression froze.
But before she could say anything—Rigel closed the distance in an instant.
"—Too slow."
"Kyaa!?"
Rigel's sword flashed once.
In the next instant, the sword Amand was holding spun through the air.
As it fell to the ground with a dry clanging sound, she muttered in a daze:
"No way… My sword…!?"
Amand's eyes widened in disbelief.
Rigel quietly told her:
"Shall I tell you the reason for your defeat?"
"Eh…?"
"First, the fact that you're a woman."
With those words, Rigel rcilessly swung his sword down.
The tip of the blade tore into Amand's shoulder.
Fresh blood sprayed out, dyeing the ground red.
"Guh!? Aaaaaaaaah!!!!"
Amand let out a scream of agony.
Rigel continued toward her:
"Second, the fact that you beca an enemy of —Rigel von Gousel."
A second strike, then a third, followed.
With each blow, blood gushed from Amand's body.
They weren't fatal wounds, but if things continued like this, she would surely lose her life.
Realizing this, Amand shouted with a desperate expression:
"Damn it…! Y-you… I will never forgive you! Even if I beco an evil spirit, I will definitely take my revenge soday!!"
"Haha, you've got spirit. I don't hate that kind of thing."
Rigel grinned wickedly as he looked at the defiant Amand.
---
The fight between Rigel and Amand was never a real contest.
With his cheat skill **[Rape]** now at level 3, a re platoon leader like Amand was no longer a worthy opponent for Rigel.
"Co on, co on. What's wrong? Was all that big talk just from your mouth?"
"Khh…!"
Amand groaned in frustration as she crawled on the ground.
She had lost a lot of blood. Standing up seed almost impossible now.
"Alright, ti to end this."
Rigel muttered and raised his sword toward Amand.
The tip of the blade drew closer to her.
"How regrettable…!"
Amand whispered and closed her eyes.
However — the sword never reached her flesh.
**Slash!!**
What Rigel had cut was only Amand's equipnt.
"Wha—!?"
While Amand stared in shock, Rigel continued slicing away at the rest of her gear.
In the blink of an eye, he had stripped her completely naked.
"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!"
Amand's scream echoed across the battlefield.
The sudden turn of events had left her mind unable to keep up.
"Hehe. Even a strong female soldier is no match for Supre Commander Rigel."
"Damn, she's got a pretty nice body."
The surrounding Gousser Marquis soldiers jeered one after another.
Rigel also smirked as he looked at her.
"Not a bad look."
"Wh-what the hell are you planning!?"
"Nothing much. Since the opportunity presented itself, I figured I'd make you my personal sex toy."
As he spoke, Rigel licked his lips.
His expression was that of a predator eyeing its prey.
His gaze was fixed on Amand, who was trembling completely naked.
"D-don't joke around! Who would ever submit to the likes of you!?"
Amand tried to run away, but she was imdiately caught.
Her right arm was grabbed, and she was lightly thrown and slamd into the ground.
"Ugh…"
"Hey now, don't try to run. You'll only hurt yourself more."
Even as he said that, Rigel's face was filled with delight.
Amand glared at him with pure hatred.
"You bastard…! What do you think won are!?"
"Won are just holes."
"Wha…"
Amand was rendered speechless by his utterly selfish statent.
But Rigel showed no sha whatsoever.
In fact, he continued speaking.
"Won are nothing more than tools to vent sexual desire. They exist only to satisfy a man's lust."
Rigel declared flatly.
For the record, in his previous life he hadn't been such a terrible person.
There were two main reasons he had turned out this way.
The first was the arrogance that ca from being born into the high status of a marquis family.
The second was the side effect of his cheat skill **[Rape]**.
"Khh…"
"Co on, it's ti for you to fulfill that role too."
"Hii…"
Amand's face twisted in terror.
Rigel spoke to her calmly.
"Don't worry. I won't kill you… You'll just be raped until I get bored of you."
At those words, Amand's expression was dyed in despair.
(To think… my first ti will be stolen by a man like this…)
Tears of humiliation flowed down Amand's face.
Ignoring her tears, Rigel slowly approached.
He pulled out the vicious cock growing from his crotch and showed it to her.
"Lick it."
"…Huh?"
"Did you not hear ? Or do you want to force it in?"
Rigel threatened her in a low voice.
Hearing that, Amand hurriedly opened her mouth.
"W-wait! I don't understand what you're saying! Did you just tell to lick a man's… that thing!?"
"…Ha? What are you—"
Only then did Rigel realize a certain possibility.
(Could it be… this girl doesn't know much about sex?)
When he thought about it, it wasn't impossible.
Amand had once crossed swords with sterica in a sword tournant.
She was still young, yet she had already been given the position of platoon leader.
She had probably spent most of her ti training and carrying out missions.
To soone like her, matters of romance and sex were likely completely foreign.
While Rigel was thinking this, Amand's face grew paler and paler.
She seed extrely shaken.
(This is interesting. Forcing it into the mouth of an ignorant girl isn't bad, but—)
After thinking for a mont, Rigel decided on a different approach.
He dangled his cock in front of her and said:
"Hey, take a good look. This is a dick."
"Hii!?"
Even though she was terrified, Amand still didn't look away as instructed.
Satisfied with her reaction, Rigel smiled and continued.
"I'm going to put this inside your cunt."
"Wha—!? Th-that's impossible!!"
Amand scread as if in agony.
Rigel kept speaking.
"It is possible. But first, I need to get this thing into battle-ready condition."
"Battle… ready condition?"
"In other words, make it hard."
Amand tilted her head in confusion at Rigel's words.
He brought his cock even closer to her face so she could see it clearly.
"Go on, lick it. The sensation will make my thing grow bigger."
"Lick it!? No way! I can't put sothing so filthy in my mouth!!"
Amand shouted, her face bright red.
Rigel pressed even closer to the protesting girl.
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