Tentacle Monster Reincarnation: I Will Protect the Heroines

It was being purified.

The evil. The one who had once been loved and called older brother by his family.

The body of the Black Knight Monster Villain vanished like ash, and what remained was only a crystallized Seed of Desire.

Other than that, nothing. Truly nothing.

That was the end of a Monster Villain. Thinking that calling it the end of one who lost to desire was too sad was probably because I was the same kind of monster.

”Onii-sama.”

Sacred Knight’s expression as she picked up the crystal rolling on the ground was pained.

Was this really all right. Was there a better future. Did I simply fail to choose it.

I understood that feeling well.

Even if there were things these tentacles had saved, the present and future that kept changing as a result brought only anxiety and fear.

Just as an action that is optimal from a tactical view can be a bad move from the wider view of strategy, it felt like things were going well and yet I was making some mistake. The question of whether this had really been all right constantly tormented me.

Strong people are the same, huh.

I had thought that worrying and getting lost in all sorts of things was because I was weak, because I was hopeless garbage. Looking at Knight’s profile as she kept staring at the crystal, I thought that was wrong.

Rather, because they are strong, because they can do many things, they get even more lost.

The same as me being forced to worry about this and that after awakening to my previous life. Power and knowledge are easier not to have. The IFs of I should have done that, I should have done this branch more the more means you have.

Honestly, it had been easier when I was just watching the Sacred and Monster Villains fight without thinking anything. That said, I still could not imagine going back.

”...I’m heading back. You colleagues handle Knight.”

I let out a small breath and turned my back on the Sacred.

There was a guilty part. I could not think of a single word or action to comfort Knight as she hung her head in sorrow, yet a mountain of options for making her depend on me floated up unasked.

Speak kind words as the savior who saved her younger brother, then little by little give erotic orders.

She has the debt of trying to kill me at first sight. She should obey of her own will, and once she does, overwrite the painful feelings with pleasure using tentacle aphrodisiac.

She too has the desire to look away from painful things. With the pardon of atonement toward the person she nearly killed, she will come seeking pleasure. Once that happens, I can do as I like.

Means of corrupting her that popped out without being asked, matching the original’s developments against the current situation.

If I had found those repulsive, I would not have felt like this.

My heart pulsed doku-doku. I could tell the corners of my mouth were rising. I was expecting it. Imagining using that voluptuous body as a tool exclusive to me until it was used up was so fun, so fun that I felt like I would vomit at myself.

”Atel Octo, you...”

Why do you look that pained.

Saber’s wording, as if she were concerned for me, hurt. I am not a human who should be spoken to like that. I am just garbage whose brain and lower body are directly connected. I wanted to scream that and run away.

But even so.

Once I decided to play Vigilante, I had to play it through to the end, or to my last moment.

I turned around and opened my mouth to say it was nothing.

”HAHAHAHAAAH! So a mere Monster Villain really was too much for you after all!”

”Ga!?”

The instant I started to open it. Together with a huge voice the ground burst.

No. The mass and impact of something that had fallen at high speed shattered the unmaintained asphalt and peeled it up. From the sound waves that shook my body biri-biri, the lodging that had already become ruins let out a death cry and collapsed.

It was not even an attack aimed at me. He had only landed from a high place while raising his voice. And yet fragments of asphalt and the shockwave tore my body to shreds.

It was like a human’s single step seen from an ant’s perspective, hopelessly huge and threatening. Facing an opponent whose level was far too different, I collapsed to the ground without even being attacked.

”Atel-san!?”

”Octo-san!”

In contrast, the Sacred were unharmed.

Not only that, even Gahel, the Growth Vigilante, had his stance broken but did not look like he had taken serious damage.

I had thought I understood, but my specs compared to the Sacred were even lower than I imagined.

I pressed tentacles against the ground like a staff and slowly stood.

Specs even lower than I imagined? I was just getting ahead of myself. If I have time to take shock from that, stand up already.

From the voice that had just rung, no matter how I thought about it this was not a friendly existence. Even if I cannot fight, I should at least stand.

I scolded myself, stood, and directed my gaze at the blast center. Who in the world.

”Wha.”

It was a giant man.

By eye about three meters, the man greatly swung limbs like a giant tree that had grown over long years and laughed loudly.

The face that laughed was not a human’s.

What was there was the face of a lion, king of a hundred beasts. That being who was a ferocious carnivore itself approached this way while letting the pelt he wore flutter.

This is bad...!

At the premonition of defeat that stroked my spine, my body began to tremble.

That was one of the queen’s close aides, the Beast King of Brute Strength, Gain Perim. I knew this guy.

Because in the original game he was essentially the final boss.

Fine, queen of Lemora, does not fight in Magical Warrior Sacred Knights Monster Villain Uproar. When Alter corners her she leaves a meaningful line together with a sorrowful expression, ”I do not want to fight you,” and vacates the throne.

Foreshadowing for a sequel, or the scenario forcibly shortened because the deadline was not enough. Among fans it was generally said to be the former, but there was also debate that these days eroge makers are all having a hard time so the latter was possible too.

But now that kind of thing did not matter.

Why this early...!?

The season was still before summer. From the original’s elapsed days it was the earliest of the early game, still the period of facing Saber and Knuckle...!

This was like a Demon King crushing a hero who was still happy about equipping an iron sword. Too childish by far...!

”HAHAHAHAAH! What, what, are you scared, you weak little tentacle bastard!”

”Wh-who is!”

I put up a front with trembling legs as they were, but not a scrap of courage welled up.

Because this guy is stronger than Alter Native.

As his appearance suggested, he was a muscle-brain style whose power really was power, a guy who did not think about fine details.

But Beast King Gain possessed overwhelming strength to the point that such a thing was not a weakness.

Simply strong and tenacious, and as the name ”King” said, this guy never fought alone.

”————!”

Gain roared.

Sound pressure enough to warp the scenery. No, space truly warped and tore, and from those gaps his subordinates appeared wara-wara.

Wolves, bears, lions, great apes, and besides those, beasts whose fangs, claws, and bodies had grown to a degree impossible in nature.

”The Black Knight and the magician were pathetic, sloppy, pitiful! Losing to this level of lot, huh. I don’t care about the likes of you, but I can’t stand, can’t forgive, can’t accept being thought of as the same rank as those two! So, hey. Die, you lot.”

I knew.

The fact that each and every beast Gain summoned was stronger than the Black Knight.

The result from the first loop of being trampled even using Sacred who had fallen to darkness.

Certainly the Beast King of Brute Strength Gain Perim only used brute-force tactics.

But since he was overwhelming in troop numbers and individual ability, there was no need to use clever tactics in the first place. This guy was simply strong, and precisely because of that there was no opening to exploit.

What do I do, what do I do, what do I do...!?