Chapter 193
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 193
Chapter Title: Mana Man Kim Katt
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The duration of my inner world is growing longer and longer.
My mind has been tempered harder than steel, my heart is firmer than anything, and by becoming a Buddha, I've reached the realm of ironclad mentality. I wonder if this is how the world looked to King David, once called the Oracle King as he conquered the world.
"You lot."
—Keruk!—Kyusat!—Kyuu!—Chiiik!—Kyung kyung!—Tetcha-aat!! The horde of monsters filling the dark horizon was swarming solely to oppose me.
The earth trembles.
Roars shake the heavens.
Countless glaring eyes pour hatred down on me.
"You're all too weak."
Goblins? Kobolds? Gremlins? Trolls?
Creatures I graduated from long ago.
—Clash.
Killing them is no difficult task. Amid the tidal wave of monsters, I simply swing my sword. The blade reflecting the darkness gleams heavily, and each time, blood sprays out.
The black world transforms into red.
Right now, I was the human blender, Kim Katt.
And so I dyed my inner world red. Painting my heart with blood, blind battle lust boils up, and an unbelievable roar bursts forth.
"—Kieee-ee-ee-ee-ee!!"
The army crumbles into ashes.
...I still feel the craving.
The craving for battle!
—Thud, thud, thud!
"Who's next!"
I shouted arrogantly!
I've become too strong!
I can no longer be satisfied with ordinary—no, weak opponents! Come at me, anyone! I'll show you my full power! Who can stand straight against this unstoppable impulse!
Anyone will do...!
As long as they're an opponent I can go all out against!
"I am a descendant of Hwanung and the one who will become the Wheel-Turning Saint King! What I need aren't these pathetic shit-eating bugs, but true fucking powerhouses!"
—Thud!
"Enemies...! Stronger enemies! I need stronger foes!"
And they appear before me.
"—Ahh."
An ogre.
"Are you my adversary?"
The mountain tyrant, the monster with absolute might.
It looked down at me.
"Ruuuuuuun awaaaaaaaaaay!!"
I fled straight to the ends of the world.
Ogres are just way too much.
My inner world was that vast, scattered with inexplicable objects here and there. Like a seaweed gift set suddenly placed in some random spot, or South American native souvenirs that were pure mysteries.
Each item seemed to hold no clues, but connecting them one by one brought forth nightmares, memories, and traumas blooming like spring flowers, exuding a thick fragrance.
A lot had happened.
I'd endured it all and survived.
But this was another world, wasn't it?
No matter what life I'd lived before or what I'd been, it didn't matter anymore. Yet traces of that past lingered heavily in my inner world.
"...I thought I'd forgotten."
About things from Earth.
I tried not to think about them.
But memories don't work that way.
"I..."
—Tch.
I shook off the thought.
The past doesn't matter.
The present is what counts.
At least in this inner world, I could wield mana freely. Reality was still far from even grasping a clue, but I needed to make this sensation fully mine.
"How do I..."
It's hard.
"...make this my own?"
Extremely hard.
I have talent—no, I must have it. Of course, talent alone doesn't let you awaken mana in a short time. Mana exists in this world, but more people can't wield it, while those who can naturally become powerhouses ruling over others.
'Effort.'
Is that the only way?
—Wall.
"And."
—Iron bars.
If I had to pick the strangest things in my inner world, it'd be those two. The wall stretches infinitely, dividing the world's boundaries, its height and end unknowable.
This is my limit.
Then what about the massive iron bars beside it?
Like something imprisoning whatever's beyond, the huge iron bars are clearly defined, their shape and end sharp and visible.
—Something beyond is calling me.
It was a pitiful sound, like a weak beast pathetically crying for its mother. What exactly lies beyond these iron bars? I rummaged through my memories, from the oldest to the most recent.
"What the."
There were no nightmares or memories tied to the iron bars.
"Is it?"
If I don't know.
"It's frustrating."
I drew my sword.
The sword in my inner world, empowered by mana, could cleave heavens and shatter earth. The iron bars block and confine something.
I'll shatter them.
—Flash!
The sword swings at unrealistic speed, embedding into the iron bars—BOOM! Metal clashes against metal with a massive roar, sparks fly, and dust rises.
...Couldn't cleave it.
"Lehu?"
Then I'll keep going until it works.
I slashed at the iron bars endlessly. Boom, boom! My strikes were powerful. I hammered countless blows into it. Still, shattering the iron bars remained a distant goal.
How many swings had I made?
Before I knew it, I was back in reality.
"Not working, huh."
If not today, then tomorrow.
If not tomorrow, then the day after.
If still not.
Again.
That's how it's done.
"Long time no see, Kobson."
"Hey, barbarian prick."
I met Kobson after a while and had some drinks.
Drinking causes muscle loss. A bit of a waste, but I'll train harder tomorrow. Right now, I'm like a human tank fueled by burning will.
Recharging motivation like this isn't bad.
"Heard bandits are rampant around Baron Dodens' territory lately... They're mobilizing the army again. That fief's got bad vibes, that's the problem. Some adventurers are heading there for a shot at becoming soldiers."
"Bandits?"
Drinks bring out the world's gossip. Kobson downed his beer and naturally launched into his usual chatter.
"Word is, they're heretics worshiping the Bandit God Ezast or something. Eh, nothing confirmed yet."
"What kinda bastards are they?"
First time hearing of 'em.
More than that, a named god treated as heresy? I'm no expert, but it sounds off.
"Just a bandit gang, probably? No way Baron Dodens can't handle some thugs. Just hearsay. It'll blow over like always."
Yeah... bandits are just thug packs. The moment the army moves, they're fucked. Whoever they are, they've overstepped. Get too rowdy, army shows up, end of story.
No bandits beat an army.
"I see. Your info network's always fuckin' impressive."
"Heh heh, can't survive without info. Here, drink up!"
I hadn't been to the guild lately.
No visits means I'm out of the loop. Cloudy's and Winia's out and about too, so I gotta ask 'em for info instead of just fucking all day.
"Ugh... fuckin' heavy."
"Barbarian prick... thanks."
I supported the staggering Kobson back and returned to the inn. We met right after morning training, so it wasn't too late yet. Sunset time. They should both be here, right? I opened the door.
—Creak.
"I'm ho—gasp!"
What I saw was utterly shocking.
"Kyaa, kyaa! Darky?!"
"Hup... Oh. Katt's back?"
Two women in underwear were passionately kissing, embracing each other. I saw saliva stretching between their lips as they turned to me. Stunned, my legs gave out, and I collapsed right there.
"Y-You two... what the hell are you..."
The sight left my jaw on the floor.
"N-No, sis suddenly...!"
Winia, face already flushed, pushed Cloudy away and stammered excuses. Their relationship... had gotten this close? Sucking face while I was gone?
Isn't this too much!
"Hehe, embarrassed? You loved it till just now."
"Ah! Sis! Stop it!"
Cloudy clung to Winia, groping her body. Winia just shrieked without resisting! "Kyaaak!" Cloudy's hand slipped into Winia's panties. Pink fuzz visible, gulp... yuri play!
"Katt... turned on? Huh?"
Cloudy cooed while fondling Winia. I seriously admitted I was and stood, stripping.
—Slap.
Cloudy shoved Winia at me.
Winia crashed into me, face a mess.
"..."
"..."
Our eyes met.
"...Sit, darky."
"O-Okay."
By the door. As Winia said, I sat naked on the floor. Winia knelt too, her huge breasts dangling.
"...I'll suck it, so stay still."
"S-Suddenly? Aren't you skipping today cuz it's late? I was drinking with Kobson..."
"Shut up."
—Slurp, slurp. Winia brushed her hair behind her ear, took me in her mouth, and bobbed her head. Tongue wrapping around. No biting, just considerate service to draw out my load.
I stroked her head.
"Urk...!"
Not the most skilled blowjob, but her doing it willingly got me fired up. Soon, climax built; I warned her. Winia said cum whenever.
"Winiaaa...!"
Hot semen filled her mouth. She trembled, slowly swallowed my load, dry-heaved once, and stood.
"Winia?"
"..."
Grimacing in shame, she headed straight to Cloudy's arms. Willingly. They kissed again, passionately sharing my cum in their mouths while embracing.
"????"
—Smooch, smack, slurp.
Lewd sounds echoed.
The women were swapping my semen mouth-to-mouth.
I thought I'd half-ascended to the slug heaven where transcended snails go. Ignoring me completely, immersed in each other, Winia and Cloudy were thick as slugs.
Finally, the kiss ended, and Cloudy smiled at me.
"We got close."
"Uh, wh-why?"
"Dunno? Groping daily? Hehe, obedient lil sis is great. Cute, right? Winia's even cuter alone together."
"Haa... Sis... quiet..."
Alone time did it—Cloudy'd finally devoured Winia. That insane scene gave me transcendent mega-erection.
"Now with Katt?"
"...Yeah."
As usual, I wrecked them thoroughly in that state. Sex that revolved around me evolved into a perfect triangle, mutually complementary and upgraded.
Bermuda sex!
"Haa... haa..."
Till dawn, both Cloudy and Winia collapsed exhausted. But I hadn't finished today's work, so no sleep. With girls flanking me, I donned the circlet.
—Whoosh.
My mind pulled beyond.
And the strange obsession I felt.
Suddenly, I stood before the iron bars. Could I break them today? I'd become obsessed with shattering the unbreakable. Breaking these bars... felt like it'd reveal something.
Strong impulse.
"Dejaa-aa-a-a-at!!"
I've replayed combat experience plenty. Time to go all-in on destruction. Full-power thrust, twist, pry, chain strikes.
All means at my disposal.
With honed senses at the limit, double critical hits, stacking shocks on the same spot. Any progress? Regrettably, not even a scratch.
But I could feel it.
The surging mana aura awakening as I tried to break it. Like a barrier piercing inner limits, I slammed attacks into the iron bars again and again.
And so time passed.