My Yandere Succubus Daughter is Mommy-Warrior's Natural Enemy

Volume 1 - Chapter 3

Queen Sisi didn’t look angry after the banquet. She left with her arrogant smile as she came, but I didn’t get to walk next to the queen like a powerful figure. Instead, I was pulled around by Veirya who killed the demon king.

Veirya didn’t kindly remove my dog-collar like I thought she would. She loyally carried out the queen’s thoughts, and that was to treat me like a dog or a slave. Therefore, my predicament didn’t change for the better. She was different to the impression I had of a warrior or hero. Aren’t warriors in legends meant to stand up like Lucia and save everyone like a hero? Why is the warrior in front of me someone who could cut a young girl down without any hesitation and someone who could treat someone as a dog or slave? Veirya also didn’t let down her guard around a prisoner of war which I imagine can be attributed to her coming from excellent army traditions. She ensured that I couldn’t escape and even tied my hands up.

Are you… really a hero?

Veirya led me up to a tent on one side and pulled the curtain-entrance open. She pointed inside then looked at me and said: “You look after her.”

“What……?”

I didn’t get an answer. I was tossed into the tent just like that. I’ve face-planted three times today! This time was different to the last two times too. I at least landed on a carpet the last two times. This time, I got totally intimate with the floor. I felt the pain of sand graze my face hard. My hands and feet were restrained so I could only struggle on the ground like an insect. I turned my head around to see Veirya heartlessly close the door. It looks like this tent isn’t a tent with a curtain, but a prison!

It was totally pitch-black inside. The thick tent kept the cold and moon completely blocked out outside. I crawled on the ground and desperately twisted my body to try and sit up. Such a simple mane our felt excruciatingly difficult with my hands and feet restrained. I blinked my eyes as much as I could to try and see in the dark. Veirya did tell me to take care of the young girl, but I don’t even hear a sound in here.

My eyes adjusted and could eventually see the things inside the dark. This place really was like a prison room. There was an iron cage inside, and there appeared to be a tiny silhouette lying inside of it.

I slowly wiggled my body to desperately crawl over. The young girl should be locked inside that iron cage. As a young girl, she must have broken down after being dragged back by Veirya and then abused by the queen. I don’t know what wrongs she did, but she’s just a young girl. Even if she is the demon king’s daughter, so what? She wasn’t the one who hurt humans. How is humanity any different to the demon king by doing this? I don’t know what the demon king did, but at least I know that the things humanity does are absolutely appalling.

Honestly, I could just leave the girl up to her own device now since she’s I’m in the same position as her. By that I mean, we’re just praying for our own behinds at this stage. How am I going to take care of her now? But I really wanted to be with her right now. I don’t know why I feel that way, but perhaps it’s because she was the first one to show me kindness since coming to this world.

The demon king is no more now, but humanity is doing the same things demons would do.

I gave it my best to crawl over. Her small body was quivering gently inside. She was curled up in the corner like a wounded dog. The young girl raised her head up a little and looked in my direction. She finally cried out. I don’t think she could see where I was. She just sobbed gently toward me.

“I’m over here.”

I shifted to the side of the cage and pressed myself up against the iron rails. I could feel the cold of the iron and the vengeance from inside come at me. However, I didn’t care. The girl inside had her hands and feet restrained just like me. She desperately wiggled her body to come over to me. I could see her tears brimming in her eyes as they coursed down her face right in front of me in the dark. We could touch our cheeks with each other. We rubbed our cheeks against each other without uttering a word, but we could feel a strange sense of peace and bliss.