Diako Translations

  The Succubus’s Visit "……Alright, here we go." Right near the massive stone wall expanding to enclose the borders of the city. Within a completely secluded, untracked blind spot, a singular woman touched down onto the earth. Systematically folding her massive, billowing, bat-like wings into a highly compact profile against her spine, the entity was Evangeline—the high-ranking Succubus commanding the second seat among the Demon King's Elite Four. Briefly adjusting her attire to ensure zero visible operational discrepancies, she began to walk a casual trajectory along the perimeter of the stone defense network, eventually arriving at the primary fortified gate linking the outer wilderness to the interior of the city. "Excuse me, anyone home~?" The exact millisecond Evangeline projected her voice toward the local security checkpoint, the on-duty guards stationed inside immediately began to stir with an intense, frantic energy. This immediate reaction was a direct ...

  The Elite Four Assembly † † † † † This location was an incredibly alien wasteland, situated an immense geographical distance away from the fortified adventurer town that Kent and Cordelia called their home base. The sky here was permanently plunged into a sickening twilight. Endless, dense canopies of pitch-black storm clouds systematically blanketed the horizon, punctuated by the sporadic, violent roars of localized thunder. Naturally, because the terrain was entirely denied the life-giving properties of healthy sunlight, the earth beneath was completely withered, desolate, and decayed. The scattered trees were emaciated and dying, their roots clawing at a highly brittle, reddish-brown soil that cracked and turned to dust at the slightest disruption. Whether one looked to the absolute left or the absolute right, the environment was thoroughly saturated with an oppressive, melancholy silence—a completely bizarre and unnatural realm. Within these borders, the biological species kn...

  The Slick Lakeshore Lying flat on my back completely naked at the water's edge, I felt the prickly sensation of wild grass and undergrowth brushing against my bare skin. Clinging tightly to my lower half as I lay pinned beneath her, Cordelia showed absolute disregard for the fact that we were both completely covered in a wet, sticky mixture of slime gel and fresh semen. "Ngh…… nnchu……" She pressed her lips directly against the crown of my shaft, planting a wet, lingering kiss. "H-Hey, Cordelia…… ah, ahh……" "You didn't honestly expect me to let you off the hook just because you discharged a singular load, did you?" "N-No…… of course not, but…… ahh, right there…… having you kiss the absolute tip feels entirely too incredible……!" "If it feels that spectacular, then hurry up and restore its rigidity. I have every intention of thoroughly enjoying myself tonight, you know?" "M-My apologies…… but your breasts felt so preposterou...

  Slick Service: The Gel-Coated Worship Session The surface of the pale, sky-blue lake caught the radiant moonlight, diffusing the glow in a soft, shimmering haze. However, the surface of the water was currently undulating in erratic ripples, fracturing the reflection of the perfectly round orb into warped, distorted shards. There wasn't even a strong breeze blowing tonight. If the water's surface was cresting so aggressively, the operational cause was entirely straightforward: "Ah…… Cordelia…… t-that…… it feels entirely too good…… ngh, ahhhg……" Submerged up to my knees in the shallows of the lake, I was actively receiving a deep, reverent session of oral service from Cordelia. Crouching before me as I stood tall, Cordelia had dropped both knees directly onto the muddy lakebed, her face positioned right in front of my groin. Every single time she manually milked my shaft—which had been rendered extraordinarily slick by the Slime Queen's secretions—my entire body e...

  Camping and Bathing in the Lake Compared to the inside of a walled city, nightfall comes much faster in the outside world. Whenever I mention this to normal citizens who aren't adventurers and never leave the safety of the gates, they usually brush it off immediately. They argue that time moves at the exact same pace whether you are inside the city or out, so night should naturally fall at the exact same time. But that isn't what I mean. In the world outside the fortress walls, there are essentially no buildings constructed for human habitation. Because monsters and wild beasts roam the wilderness freely, it is a highly dangerous environment for ordinary citizens to live in. Without buildings housing human life, there are no artificial lights to ignite as daylight fades. That is what it means for night to arrive faster. The moment the sun dips below the horizon, the absolute lack of man-made illumination causes the surroundings to plunge into pitch-black darkness all at once...

  The Wild Camping Manifesto "Let's set up camp around here for the night." The exact millisecond the words left my mouth, Cordelia—who was walking directly alongside me—screwed her face into an expression of intense, undisguised disapproval. "What is with that look?" "Could you kindly refrain from using terms like 'setting up camp' just to make the situation sound artificially sophisticated?" "I'm not trying to sound sophisticated at all." "You can dress it up with flowery terminology all you like, but at the end of the day, it is nothing more than sleeping outside in the dirt." "Sleeping outside…… well, yeah, technically, but—" "If we simply press onward for a fraction longer, we will comfortably arrive at the nearest town, you know?" "No, even if we did, there's still a considerable distance to cover. I don't care how powerful we've become; monsters grow exceptionally volatile unde...

  An Age to Act Cool "P-Please, mercy……! If my magic core is destroyed…… a monster can no longer regulate the mana required to maintain its physical form. If that happens, I-I'm going to d-die……!" We actually beat her. The location was the "Tower of the Slime Queen," a structure situated far beyond the borders of the city we called our base. The spire consisted of roughly fifty floors, narrowing progressively closer to the peak, with the structural threat level of the resident slimes escalating at every tier. Waiting at the absolute apex to ambush passing adventurers was the entity holding the third seat among the Demon King's Elite Four: the Slime Queen. ……And she was currently the exact monster about to have her magic core—the functional equivalent of a monster's heart—annihilated by Cordelia. "……H-Help me……! I—I don't want to die……! I beg of you……!" Pleading through a continuous stream of tears, the Slime Queen possessed a face, a torso,...