Villain Reborn: Netori Harem in an Erotic RPG!



"Beautiful Bishop of light, stand once more and support those who fight."

Lucifer was feeling a little too into the role play with his cute wife and two lovely women, his body moving forward to support the other knights—like a storm, his blade sliced through the orcs who served directly under the huge orc Log'Var.

His body danced along the grass, drifting under the moonlight as Estella could only watch, feeling a marvel at his ethereal beauty, the light, Celestia, vampires?

In this moment of serenity and calm, they meant nothing.

With a flick of his wrist, the long-bladed glaive sliced through an orcs waist, his intestines falling to the ground, but Lucier didn't stop, his left hand pointing towards a goblin trying to slit the throat of a male knight before a red light, his ⟪Vampiric Drain⟫ sucking the small green monster dry in an instant.

"Ah!?"

With a terrified face, the knight kicked the husk of a corpse with a slight yelp.

The advent of Lucifer caused the battle to change, no longer a one-sided slaughter; the knights regained their footing, led by Estella, who lept into battle first. Her strikes were deadly but lacked power as Lucifer followed up with his vampiric magic.

"You... Buhi!!!! Damn, MAN!!! Kill my men... ahh... AHHH!" Log'Var pulled his body from the wrecked carriage, holding a huge man-chopping sword

The black blade was over 150cm long but thick and heavy.

"Bishop, can you handle the goblins and remaining orcs with your knights?" Lucifer said with a gentle but charming voice, looking at her fleetingly. Enjoying her face with the blushed cheeks, conscious he glanced at her cleavage.

"T-that... do you need help with him?" She offered to help against the huge Orc, now rushing towards them with his huge body and bulking muscles while holding the man-chopper over his head.

"No need, a child merely throwing a tantrum."

"Indeed... true..."

Estella was looking at their crotches when she agreed, seeming to imply the huge Orc was indeed a child compared to someone.

Reaching into his chest piece, he took several potions from his item storage before handing them to Estella. "This should be enough to help save those bleeding out in the carriages; go. I will guard you all against this beast."

"Mmmm!"

It was strange for the knights and other priestesses to see Bishop Estella, who was always so stalwart and fierce to them, act like a little girl to that strange black knight.

Even the knight captain didn't get such wonderful treatment.

While the narcissistic Lucifer just thought, 'Ah, the woes of being so damn handsome!'

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Narrowing his eyes, the thought of taking the virginity of the raunchy Bishops front hole vanished; he didn't care that she slept with the knight in the past.

It would be a bit of fun for him before he left her. 'The more women of the church I can corrupt, the better it will be in the future.' He needed eyes, ears and mouths in the Celestial Chruch, from priestesses to Bishops and Cardinals.

'Not like purity matters.'

Lucifer's body shot forward, and with a howling wind, he dashed towards the huge Orc, with muscles tightly condensed as its face showed a delighted glint. "DIE MAGGOT!"

*Woosh! -Bang!*

The heavy blade smashed through the ground like it was cardboard, the blade missing Lucifer by less than two inches, as he lowered his left shoulder, grasping the black glaive with his right hand, slicing it across the chest.

*Slash*

"Argh! Buhi!?" Log'Var's check had a deep cut which began to pool with blood, seeping down his chest, but the thick muscle stopped the blade from cutting to his heart.

'Damn... muscle idiot.'

Lucifer grinned as he pushed Log'Var back and raised his blade, bringing it down onto the Orc's skull in a brutal axe chop, but the Orc's blade slammed into the flank of Lucifer, forcing him to take several steps to the right before adjusting his footing.

"Ack!" Lucifer hissed, gripping his glaive tightly as he spun, driving the butt end of his weapon into Log'Var's face with all of his might. I think you should take a look at

The blunt end hit the nose with a heavy crack, and Log'Var stumbled back, his face dripping blood and broken bone, while a piece of his nose was stuck in his teeth.

"F-fuck yer!" Log'Var roared, spitting out the piece of flesh from his mouth as he ran towards Lucifer, stabbing forward with his blade. In retaliation, Lucifer side-stepped the attack, turning and striking his blade along the shaft of Log'Var's weapon, forcing the Orc to let go of the blade, avoiding losing his hand.

But the Orc wasn't stupid, instead punching the face of Lucifer with a right hook, not full power, but it clipped his cheek, causing a trickle of blood to flow down his face.

"I'm going to fuck that ass so hard when I catch that slut! Make her bleed and cry for mercy as my orc sperm fertilises her damn cunt! Then I'll have you watch as I make her mine!" Log'Var growled, leering at the young man dressed in black with an insane look in his eyes.

"You know... it's never wise to tell someone your plans when they have you by the balls, eh?" Lucifer hissed, bringing his glaive down, stabbing it into the ground to bring himself closer to Log'Var.

With the two warriors only a foot apart, Lucifer lunged forward, driving his glaive forward, cutting through the mud with a lightning-fast upwards slash, the blade's sharp edge covered in filth and dirt just like the Orc's and goblins did with their weapons.

"!?" Log'Var's face was pale, his mouth open like a fish; Lucifer's glaive had one aim, he sliced open the orcs balls, and his cock became a sliced weenie.

After the first slash, he twirled around, mimicking Lephalia as he cut it horizontally at the base, rendering the decent-sized meat stick useless as it dropped to the ground, mangled. "Heh... Mines bigger." He mocked, kicking the chest of the stunned Log'Var, who didn't react to the huge bleeding in his crotch yet.

"Guh!?"

'It's probably shocking.' Lucifer thought, turning the glaive in his hand as he stepped forward, gripping the weapon's end with both hands and stabbing Log'Var in the chest. "Shiiiiiiiit!" Log'Var bellowed as the blade slid through his chest and pierced his heart.

Lucifer's gruesome face leaned close to the shouting Orc, his lips moving with a slight voice. "Don't worry; I will make that bitch squeal, turn her into my little whore who spies for me. And it's all thanks to you—here's my gratitude."

*Bite*

Lucifer didn't want to make a habit of bitting males, but the Orc did help him get a foot into the church, feeling the burning eyes of the Bishop on his back because she heard the orcs roar about her and what he would do. 'So to her, I was angry for her sake and killed him desperately. Haha!'

*Pop*

The Orc's body slumped into Lucifer's arms as he bit the neck, tasting the blood and flesh. "Tasty... not bad at all, but something is missing."

He turned, walking back to the humans who finally managed to survive; Bishop Estella was looking at him with dreamy eyes, her body covered in blood, as Lucifer came close, leaning forward. "May I?"

She didn't know what he meant, but her head naturally nodded to his voice's charming sound, the heroic and dashing actions just now... The woman over 30 years old felt her heart racing like a teenage girl for the first time after seeing the church's darkness and corruption.

Unlike his rough bite on the Orc, Lucifer's lips softly pressed against her fair neck before gently pricking her with his fangs...

"Ahhh... Mmmmn~" Estella let out a loud moan as she felt him sucking her blood; slowly, passionately, she fell deeper into his predicament, part act, part genuine...

A small trail of blood seeped from his mouth, trickling down her neck and across her cleavage, causing a throbbing between her legs.

She moaned again, "Mmm~ Sir... Knight..." She felt him chuckle as he finished drinking her blood.

"I knew you had some lustful desires, Sister... But I am afraid you won't be getting much out of me, Not while we are so busy, right?" Lucifer smiled, his lips stained with her blood stroking her cheek with his thumb, the poor Bishop like a fly trapped in a spider web.

"But, thank you, Sister." He smiled, kissing her lightly, before taking out a silver cross with wings from his pouch and placing it on her chest.

The cross glowed brightly as a light flashed across her body, as she was registered as his party member; now he could keep an eye on her whenever he wished, a small tattoo of his emblem on her right breast, close to her cleavage.

"Now, let's get moving."

She didn't know what the strange emblem meant, but the fact it was so close to her heart and marked her bosom caused the obscene mind of the little Bishop to go into overdrive.

His act of sucking her blood was to weaken her mental resistance to use this item that Bernard had made, something that would not do anything much but make the women trackable and less likely to interact with other males.

'I am possessive, after all.' He thought, even should she become just a pawn, she was his pawn.

Too good for others to touch.

As Lucifer was charming the Bishop to stray from the path...

The battle against the orcs was over; most goblins had fled, while the rest of them and Log'Var were dead.