Victory!

“Install safety orders.”

Ithere, still completely gone, let out a pained moan as I gave her my first order. It was absolutely necessary of course. She was still a Dark Lord and just about to get healed. I was not convinced that Nikkou could still hold her down at full power.

“Don’t attack us”, I commanded next. I shouldn’t have to do this, but you never know.

“I doth not believe it capable of such”, Nikkou quipped with a victorious smirk, giving the Dark Lord a playful flick against her left nipple. “I shall train ye slug properly in thee coming days. For now, thou arth not to climax without permission. Arth we understood?”

Technically, Ithere only had to obey me but regardless she responded, if somewhat meekly. “Y-Yes…”

That earned her another nipple flick, this time less playful.

“’tis yes, mine Goddess.”

“Y-Yes, mine Goddess!”

“Better”, Nikkou nodded pleased.

Then just like that, Nikkou turned herself back into her sword form and appeared in my hand again.

“’twas most satisfying, oh battle maiden.”

Right.

Only now did the realization slowly seep in that I did it.

I won the entire tournament.

The massive cheers were a testament to that.

“Thou arth not to get conceited, oh battle maiden. ‘twas a fine victory but next time attempt to not lose thine garments.”

“You didn’t have to bring that up…” I mumbled and covered myself up as much as was possible.

That only get the fans to cheer harder.

“B-Ben...teleport us out of here already!”

“Hollu? Teleport? No way! There’s the victory! The celebration! The celebration victory! You gotta stay here for at least two more hours!”

Oh, screw that!

Wait...! What the hell am I even doing? While I am fooling around Valkyrie is...

“You need to teleport us to Minerva’s tower right away!”, I demanded with more urgency.

Ben stared at me in abject surprise. “Minerva’s tower? B-but, hold on, that is highly irregular...besides victory ceremony...”

I turned towards my newest ****. “Ithere, I think Ben really enjoyed being a statue. Would you…”

“Eep!”

After a bit of “persuasion” Ben relented and teleported all of us to Minerva’s tower.

By now, the tower had already retreated back underground, giving it a very gloomy atmosphere. The only person present was a rather flabbergasted butler.

“Where is Valkyrie?”, I asked him.

“The bedroom”, he responded. “She is not…”

I didn’t need to know anything more and immediately rushed inside.

What greeted me was a sight of horror.

Valkyrie was mutilated beyond belief. Multiple hooks were cruelly inserted into her flesh, stretching and contorting it. All kinds of other wounds were inflicted upon her as well.

Worst of it all, her right eye was missing.

A magic vision was broadcasting the match. Her one eye was still fixated on it.

And yet, the first words out of Valkyrie’s mouth were to ask if the other girl was alright.

There was a second Galmon in the bedroom. A Dragongirl. And from the looks of it, she was even worse off then Valkyrie. At least mentally. She was softly sobbing and muttering incoherent words.

“Thou arth disgusting me”, Nikkou uttered.

“This was not my doing”, Ithere quickly defended herself. “I have not taste for ****. That was all the wench.”

I immediately started dancing and a soft light engulfed the two girls. It healed their wounds, even restored Valkyrie’s eye. But as powerful as my dances were they couldn’t heal their mental wounds.

“Allow me” Ithere walked to the Dragongirl and stared into her eyes. The sobbing soon stopped and was replaced with a look of confusion.

“W-what did you do?”

“Oh, nothing of note. I merely erased her memories of the past few days”, the Dark Lord calmly answered.

Y-yikes!

“Yeah...uh...don’t do that.”

“Thee wretched slug still thinks itself in charge. On thine knees slug and beg for forgiveness.”

“It was for the best!”, Ithere defended herself, while nonetheless obeying and prostrating herself before me. “No one should have to remember these past few days.”

I can’t say I like the method but I suppose she has a point?

Valkyrie for that matter immediately went over and hugged the confused girl.

…

Hold on.

“So, you were aware of what was going on while you were...ingested?”, I asked Ithere.

“Yes”, the Dark Lord responded. “While I had no autonomy, I bore witness to all that transpired. Every single, vile detail.”

…

“So, you also remember the conversation in regards to my match up with Minerva, right? The fact that I changed my gender?”

“Of course”, Ithere noted. “As I was saying. Every single, sordid detail.”

“And yet, when Nikkou revealed that I was male, you had a complete freak out.”

“W-Well...I do not concern myself much with the attributes of mere humans…”, Ithere pressed out with a copious amount of blushing. “Y-You are nothing but dirt to me. Mere insects! Do you care for the gender of an insect? For I could care less! Literally!”

Another clown joined my idiot menagerie. Got it.

“It is better that Fanfan doesn’t remember”, Valkyrie agreed, still holding her friend tight. “My apologies that I can’t show you my gratitude properly but...well done, Mari.” The strongest Galmon smiled at me.

“Don’t mention it”, I smiled back. “Did Minerva leave any orders on you?”

“Only to bear witness to the match. The same holds true for Fanfan here.”, Valkyrie softly stroke the Dragongirl, who didn’t seem to pleased with that show of affection.

Good. I wasn’t sure if Ithere would be able to remove any lingering orders after all. Still, just to be on the safe side I forbade Ithere from giving the two Galmons any commands.

“My Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaady!”

I probably don’t have to say who that was.

Sanakia rushed into the bedroom, followed by a grinning Sylphid and my Maid Maria.

“I knew you would be victorious, my Lady! You were absolutely amazing out there! Truly befitting of the title Busty Battle maiden!”, the Sexy-Knight gushed.

Yeah, can we uh, get rid of that title?

“Nay, oh busty battle maiden.”

DON’T YOU START TOO!

Sylphid meanwhile naturally had all her attention focused on her enslaved friend. “Hey, Valk. Are you ok?”

“Yes”, the Galmon responded. “Mari has already sufficiently healed my wounds.”

“Cool, cool, um so anyways….eeeeeek!”

Sylphid glomped Ithere.

CAN YOU CONTAIN YOUR HORNY FOR ONE GOD DAMN SECOND?

“Thou arth not touching mine slug without permission”, Nikkou said, while glowing ominously.

“But she is sooo cuuuuuute!”, Sylphid responded rubbing herself against a very helpless looking Dark Lord. “You know, I always thought you were gay, well I guess you are now. Hehehe. Hey, Bladey, can’t we share her or something?”

“Nay.”

“Come oooooon! I can give you some tips! I love breaking homophobes! Nothing gets me more wet then making them suck on a big, huge...”

“Stand down, Sylphid”, I commanded with a sigh and that got her to relent.

“My Lady, are you feeling well?”, Sanakia meanwhile asked.

“Yeah…”, I blushed and pressed my legs together. “Just a bit…”

“Ruttish”, Nikkou completed.

“How lewd!”, Sanakia predictably gasped. “My Lady, please control your uncontrollable lust!”

“Yeah, you aren’t even wearing the Kyan-Kyan suit anymore”, Sylphid smirked. “Hehe, maybe it has become a permanent perk?”

Haaaa…

“Did any of your bring some clothes?”

No, of course they didn’t. What a stupid thing to ask from me.

“My apologies, Master Beta. Your two slaves were so eager to see you, I just could did not find the time to fetch a garment for you.”

That was a bold faced lie if I ever saw one.

Grrr…you know, you two are both wearing clothes. Maybe I just take those for me! Not that I was looking forward to walk around in a maid uniform. And these tight clothes of Sylphid will definitely not fit me. Hold wait. What am I even thinking. Surely Minerva will have some clothes laying around here somewhere.

“THERE IS NO TIME FOR CLOTHES!”

Next, Ben rushed into the room, accompanied with some very scary looking security.

He looks back to normal. Unfortunately.

“We are already behind schedule!”, the angry little announcer shouted. “We have to hold the victory celebration! NOW!”

NOT WITHOUT MY CLOTHES!

“’fore that, I hath one request too, oh battle maiden.”

…

..

.

“Urrggghh…..!!!!!!”

Beatrice was standing in the middle of the arena.

Naked(save for her jester hat)

And juggling balls.

Technically this can’t even be called juggling. She was mostly just throwing the balls up in the air, letting them fall to the ground before hastily snatching them up again.

With the way her face had turned into a fire hazard it was fair to say she was completely humiliated.

I wasn’t initially planning to make her go through with this but Nikkou insisted. She seemed to still hold a grudge about being called a fake.

It is perhaps somewhat evident by now, but for a holy blade, Nikkou sure knows how to hold a grudge.

“Thou arth performing rather poorly, oh jester. Thou must prepare thyself for extensive training in thee days to come lest ye embarrass thyself e’en more.”

“I’m already embarrassed!”, Beatrice shouted furiously. “You wretched, worthless worm! I get you for this!”

Sorry, Beatrice but your dignity is not my biggest concern right now.

Not when I found myself complete and utterly naked too.

According to Ben, victors are not allowed to change their attire before the victory celebration.

I am pretty sure the little shit made that up on the spot. Maybe I should order Ithere to turn him into a gimp suit again.

Regardless, with my jester providing some entertainment at the side, Ben stood in the middle of the arena and cleared his throat.

“Ladiiiiiiiiies and Gentlemeeeeeeeeen! The 129th Rasheul Great **** Tournament has at long last concluded! And what a conclusion it was! One combatant has dominated over all and achieved the unachievable: The sublime **** slam! It is with great honor that I am humbly allowed to give you the one and only, the wielder of the legendary Holy Blade Nikkou, THE HORNY BUNNY MARIIIIIIIII BEEEEEEEEEETAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

WHY THE FUCK IS THIS MY TITLE NOW!

But the crowd loved it. Of course they do. I heard them chanting my name, among other things while I was granted a huge trophy filled to the brim with gold coins. It made for rather poor cover.

Can’t they concentrate on the naked jester instead? Seriously.

“Miss Horny Bunny. Would you care to give us a few words do your monumental, nay historical, NAY EPOCHAL achievement?”

I really rather not.

“I shall answer thine query”, Nikkou responded instead. “’tis was quite the hard-fought bout o’er which we triumphed fair and square. Ye battle maiden emerged victorious because o’ her rigorous training regime and unrelenting grit. Whilst room for improvement, I am most proud of what she achieved today and we arth looking forward to return ‘ere next year.”

Are you my coach now or what?

Ben nodded sagely. “And you have every right to be proud! Is it safe to say that you will stick with the battle maiden as your wielder?”

“Indubitably”, Nikkou responded promptly. “Unless certain other unfaithful slimes I arth not in thee business of switching my partners like underclothes. Ye battle maiden shall remain wielder o’ mine ‘til thee day her soul returneth to thee Goddess.”

Or until I change my gender back. Which hopefully comes first.

“Then we expect to see much more of you! Once again, folks! Give it up for our great champion, her holy blade and her naked jester!”

“SHUT UP AND GET THIS OVER WITH ALREADY!”