"Um, Mr. Akira, so you're also in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship with them?"
Yor asked timidly.
"People are in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship."
"Then what is our relationship?"
Lucoa asked playfully.
Akira laughed heartily. "I am a Dragon Knight, so of course, you are my mounts."
Lucoa's eyes lit up. "Mr. Akira, do you want to see my true form? It's big and long. Tohru's small body is like a toy in front of me."
Tohru, remembering Lucoa's true form, also scratched her head awkwardly. In her cognition, the physical strength of a dragon was a form of power. Lucoa's strength was obviously extraordinary; otherwise, she wouldn't have become Quetzalcoatl—a deity that exists between dragons and gods.
And even though Lucoa had been complaining ever since she returned—fighting with dragons, fighting with gods—she didn't have a single injury on her body. That was a direct confrontation between the Chaos Dragon Clan and the gods. Quetzalcoatl moved through the middle, emerging unscathed, her terrifying strength evident.
But Akira didn't think bigger was better; his Dragon Knight wasn't going to run a marathon on a dragon's back. So he immediately changed the subject and praised Tohru. "Tohru is very good—small is also very cute."
"Eh hehe~!"
Tohru, receiving the compliment, became even more embarrassed, scratching her head with a silly smile.
At this moment, Yor felt a bit superfluous. Here were two dragons and one Dragon Knight. She was just an assassin—what right did she have to live with dragons?
At this moment, Akira pulled Yor closer into his embrace. "And I came here to deepen my bond with Yor. You two have to be after Yor."
Yor was very touched. It turned out she was more important in his heart than his two dragons. Her heart warmed, and she grasped Akira's hand with affectionate eyes.
Akira laughed heartily, immediately picked up Yor, and walked into the room.
After Akira entered the room, Tohru's cheerful expression finally sobered. "How is it over there?"
"Over there" naturally referred to the battlefield of gods and dragons.
"Don't worry—it's not the first time it's come to this. As long as you're not dead, your father won't fight to the death."
"Sigh—caught between you all, it's really hard for me to be a dragon."
Lucoa rubbed her forehead. "I might as well just move to this world to live. And gather all of Mr. Akira's girlfriends to take good care of them."
Lucoa felt this was very feasible and immediately made the decision.
Tohru felt much better upon hearing the news. She no longer bothered with the affairs of the gods and the Chaos Dragon Clan. "I agree—but we must prevent other dragons from discovering Mr. Akira."
Speaking of this matter, the two dragons looked at each other and formed an alliance.
"Mr. Akira, my mind is so jumbled right now. It feels like I had a very real, yet very unreal dream."
"You didn't dream. Everything is real."
God's Hand activated.
Two-Pronged Approach activated.
Under attack, Yor now believed that this was indeed not a dream. Such comfortable things wouldn't happen in a dream.
"Then… then I have to live with dragons from now on?"
"Mm~! It should be for quite a while."
Akira also didn't know what kind of changes would occur here the next time he came. "But don't worry—they won't harm you. They'll protect you."
"Mmm~!"
Yor's delicate body trembled. "Then when I go to kill people in the future, will they help?"
"I think—such a dangerous job—there's no need to continue it at all."
"I'll listen to you, Mr. Akira."
Beast Tamer's first effect activated. Player's senses increased by 100%, "Beast" senses increased by 50%.
"Mm~! Good girl."
Akira smiled slightly. Human Cannon activated.
Train Barrage activated.
"I'll temporarily leave them in your care, Lucoa."
"Don't worry—I've already decided to move in. Let them fight over there if they want—I'm not serving."
The dragons' bodies were very powerful, but Akira was not intimidated by facing two of them. Instead, he opened a new world for Tohru.
The effect of Bystander was not to be underestimated. The senses were amplified even further—several times more intense than being at the summit of Mount Everest.
"I'll also listen to my master and stay here."
"Mhm mhm."
Akira stroked Tohru's long hair.
The two dragons were in Akira's arms, one on the left and one on the right. After looking at each other, they seemed to have hatched some mischievous plan.
Akira was caught off guard, sandwiched by two sides.
[Agility +7]
[Progress for "Sakurajima Mai" reached 100%. Reward obtained: Clearance Points +0. All Attributes +9]
[Strength +10]
[Progress for "Yor Briar" reached 100%. Reward obtained: Clearance Points +0. All Attributes +10]
[Strength +15]
[Progress for "Tohru" reached 80%. Reward obtained: Clearance Points +0. All Attributes +18]
[Spirit +30]
[Progress for "Lucoa" reached 80%. Reward obtained: Clearance Points +0. All Attributes +0]
A great harvest—indeed a great harvest.
Looking at the series of notifications before him, Akira directly aimed for Section Four. The black shadow that was originally displayed there now had color, allowing him to clearly see the number '1'. And below this metallic '1' were two blood-red characters: Akame ga Kill.
Behind the text were silhouettes of female characters—both protagonists and antagonists.
Good heavens. Is this the world of Akame ga Kill? Who will I team up with? Or will I be an undercover agent, causing my teammates to lose, and then secretly reaping the fruits of victory?
The title of Chapter Four was "Defeat." It was hard not to make Akira think of certain Eroge game's defeat CGs.
Winning is possible. But when playing Eroge games with such battles, isn't it basically all about watching the defeat CGs?
Whoo-hoo-hoo~! New gameplay!
But first, let's check my stats.
[Name: Akira]
[Age: 18]
[Occupation: Butter Player]
[Strength: 190.8]
[Agility: 159.3]
[Endurance: 166.2]
[Spirit: 221.8]
[Skills: Martial Arts Mastery (Perfect), Precise Throwing (Perfect), Mastery of Swordsmanship (Perfect), God's Hand, Two-Pronged Approach, Bewitch Heart (Trophy), Existence Weakening, Abdicate the Throne (Trophy), Wall Hugger (Trophy), Art Space (Active), Under Great Pressure, Beast Tamer (Trophy), Cognitive Distortion (Active), Train Barrage.
Terrifying. The improvement in these basic stats was truly a bit terrifying. Yet after only three rounds, his Spirit had actually broken through the 200 mark. His strength also reached 190. The average value broke through 150, but no trophy was activated. But there was Train Barrage as a safety net. Akira could accept that.
Knowing his current state, Akira stretched his body.
Eroge! Activate!
"Finally, there's a combat segment."
Although the previous chapters were enjoyable, they lacked any combat elements. Unlike the fourth chapter, where you start with teammates, and losing is satisfying.
Losing is satisfying.
Of course, you could also choose not to lose—fight all the way to the capital and twist off the minister's head. As for the young king, if he didn't listen, he'd be kicked away. Since he had brought his own people, there was no longer any room for them to jump around.
However—wouldn't that be a contradiction? Although fighting his way to the capital would be satisfying, the lewdness would be gone.
There's a problem. This Eroge has a problem.
Speaking of which, since the Eroge had been activated, shouldn't there be a flash of white light, blinding him directly? Why was everything dark before his eyes?
Just as Akira was wondering, three options appeared before him.
[Resistance Army]
[King's Army]
[Self-built Army]
The Resistance Army was naturally the faction from Akame ga Kill. The King's Army was Esdeath… probably. Neither of these two was particularly good.
But this Self-built Army—Akira liked it very much.
I will plant red into this feudal country, so that all the people have homes, clothes, land to cultivate, and full stomachs. The Resistance Army? They are just another group of greedy jackals with ulterior motives. Without fundamental reform, even the strongest empire will decay.
Thinking of this, Akira unhesitatingly chose the Self-built Army.
Instantly, many panels appeared before Akira.
[Players can select four characters with a capture progress exceeding 100% to bring in as followers!]
This prompt filled Akira with delight, but after reading the panel, he gave up.
Currently, the strongest individuals with 100% capture progress were Yor Briar, Busujima Saeko, and Kirigaya Suguha. Of course, if one truly wanted to develop a large army, management-type talents would also be very useful—but among those who reached 100% in that area, Suou Yuki was one. As for Yukinoshita Haruno, she didn't have any progress at all.
A miscalculation—a miscalculation. It seemed I would need to catch up on capture progress later. After all, there was a "learn by analogy" effect.
After some thought, Akira ultimately didn't choose anyone.
Given the nature of this Eroge, it would surely transport these real-world individuals into this Eroge world. This was a real revolution, real killing. And there were extraordinary powers involved. Even with the Eroge's guarantee that no one would die, Akira was still somewhat hesitant. He would have to ask these individuals if they could handle it. Otherwise, bringing them in would definitely backfire.
Just as Akira decided not to choose, prompts came one after another.
[No followers selected. The follower panel can be called up at any time for settings.]
[If a follower dies, they will be kicked out of the game and must wait 3 days for the death cooldown before re-entering.
Damn—it really was as I thought.
[Please confirm the name of the Self-built Army!]
Akira stroked his chin—this was indeed a difficult problem. Now that he was the self-proclaimed ruler, he needed a resounding name.
Oh dear~! Naming difficulty.
Akira's head ached a little. Suddenly, he remembered that the theme of the fourth chapter wasn't defeat? He was now the third force in this world, destined to be an enemy to both existing forces simultaneously. If he won, they would lose. Victorious in every battle, a god among armies.
He might as well call it the God of War Army.
I am the God of War. Invincible.
After filling in the name God of War Army, the darkness before Akira's eyes finally dispersed. The sky turned a fish-belly white, illuminating the small courtyard where he was.
In the courtyard was a short flagpole, with a flag fluttering at the top. Black background, yellow characters, reading "God of War Army."
Uh.
Akira looked around at the dilapidated thatched cottage, then walked out of the courtyard gate to see the emaciated villagers. He suddenly felt like he was starting with just a bowl. This was the starting point of the God of War Army—a remote village. It felt like the most valuable thing in the entire village was that flag in the courtyard.
Damn—I should take it down and tie it to myself, lest someone steals it when I'm not looking.
Just then—
A heart-wrenching scream came from outside the village, and someone shouted "Danger Beast!" as they ran into the village.
Danger Beasts were what the locals called the monsters here. Danger Beasts were common monsters, not very powerful. Super Danger Beasts, however, might break through the Ghost Level. Akira wasn't sure if they could reach Dragon-level. Anyway, these guys were, in his eyes, just one word: weak.
A house-sized Danger Beast devoured a villager and ran toward the village. The houses made of stacked stones were no match, crumbling instantly. But strangely, despite their screams, these villagers didn't run outside the village boundaries.
This struck Akira as odd.
And at this moment—
The ground trembled slightly, and on the horizon, hundreds of Imperial soldiers charged on horseback. A thrown javelin killed a villager who tried to ambush the Danger Beast.
"Damn it—you trash—how dare you touch the Danger Beast! Have you forgotten why you live here? Huh?"
Akira immediately understood. The people in this village were all bait—a "concentration camp" specially set up to capture Danger Beasts.
Hmm~! This was very unlike Eroge. Leading these guys in an uprising was less appealing than carrying the banner by myself.
Akira turned and went back to his small house. He broke the flagpole and tied the flag to himself with a rope. As for ropes, the store had plenty.
Then Akira loaded a few small stones into the flintlock.
Whoosh~!
The Danger Beast, which was currently eating a person, had its head blown open without a sound and collapsed, falling asleep.
"Sir—the Danger Beast is dead!"
A soldier cautiously stepped forward to examine the wound, then reported to the regiment commander.
The regiment commander gritted his teeth, looking angrily at the people in the village. Then he saw a man with a magnificent flag on his back and dressed strangely walking over.
"Kid, it must be…"
Swish.
Akira threw a handful of dirt clods, and the soldiers in front of him—men and horses alike—were all impaled. In an instant, the scene fell into an eerie silence.
A gentle breeze blew. The flag fluttered. Dozens of people collapsed with muffled thuds. They all fell to the ground.
A strong smell of blood permeated the air, and the villagers, as if waking from a dream, were filled with terror and rushed into their homes.
Akira said nothing—he hadn't intended to bring any of them along anyway.
Just then, a violent tremor came from the forest not far away. It seemed as if some giant creature was about to leap out.
Akira focused his gaze.
A spider monster, as large as a small mountain, was covered in human-sized smaller spiders. And on the backs of these smaller spiders were facial features resembling human faces—looking incredibly distorted, almost sanity-draining.
This, he thought, must be considered a Super Danger Beast. Was it attracted by the smell of blood?
Just then, Akira saw a cloud of dust rising in the distance, at the very edge of his vision. A massive army was closing in from all sides. They surrounded both the town and the spider.
"Ah~! Making such a grand display. So, the real target of the hunt was this thing. The Imperial Army—I can't let them get a taste of victory."
In an instant, the giant spider was suddenly compressed. Green blood or venom sprayed like a shower, directly at the distant army.
In the blink of an eye, the spider's corpse was compressed by Akira into a black grain of sand—only slightly larger than a grain of rice. And in the areas covered by the green viscous liquid, soldiers were riddled with countless tiny holes—a whole section of them dead.
Akira glanced at it, feeling the pleasure of mowing down grass.
Just then, Esdeath, who had been at the very end of the army, heard the news and rose from her custom-made Ice Throne. With a wave of her hand, a path of frost spread forward from the throne. In just a few seconds, she had arrived next to the dead soldiers.
Looking at the numerous tiny holes, she was very puzzled. The Super Danger Beast—the Human-Faced Demon Spider—didn't have such powerful acid attacks. In her opinion, these penetrating wounds looked more like marks left by some sharp weapons.
"How is it—any clues?"
A man's voice suddenly rang in her ear.
Instantly, countless ice shards shot out from her body. The surrounding soldiers didn't react in time, resulting in many casualties.
"Hey—why so fierce? I just asked a question, didn't I?"
Akira, like a phantom, appeared and turned beside Esdeath.
"Who are you?"
"Ah~! I am a member of the God of War Army, named Akira, and I'm here to liberate you all."
"Liberate?"
Esdeath frowned.
"In other words, you have already been surrounded by me."
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