Chapter 222
Chapter 222
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 222
Chapter Title: Holy War Army
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Just as I was endlessly groping Winia without a care in the world...
"Haa... Blackie, sis is back."
Sensing my presence, Winia murmured in a drowsy tone. I stopped teasing her sex and looked at my hand—it was completely soaked with her juices. I'd apparently lost myself in it without realizing.
...The urge to lick it was overwhelming.
"..."
...But I held back, feeling too self-conscious.
She might not like it. I'll try it secretly later.
—Creak.
The door opened, and Claudy walked in.
"Oh? Were you two at it?"
She hadn't caught us in the act, but her tone suggested she didn't mind the fact that we'd started without her. If Winia had walked in on me tangled up with Claudy, she would've thrown a fit.
"No... we didn't do it, sis."
Winia turned toward me and nuzzled her face against my neck.
Seeing her act all cute, it was clear she'd loved the teasing.
"You didn't?"
"Yeah... we didn't have sex. We agreed not to, remember?"
"Hmmm, I wouldn't have minded. Were you thinking of me?"
"I dunno..."
Anyway, Claudy started undressing.
Her long hair cascaded down as she removed her top, and her legs emerged from the tight bottoms. Her slim waist and defined abs running vertically down it had me rock hard again in no time.
Claudy's alluring body never failed to drive me wild, no matter how many times I saw it.
"Claudy, what've you been up to?"
"Mm, a bit of sightseeing and scouting?"
"Scouting?"
"I heard some interesting news, Katt. Wanna hear it?"
Interesting news?
I had a feeling I knew what it was, so I tossed out a guess.
"Demon God Ezath?"
"Huh? You knew?"
"I just found out today. Was gonna tell you when you got back."
"Great minds think alike? Hehe, hold on. I'll wash up and be right out."
Now in her underwear, Claudy waved seductively as she headed to the shower.
That teasing gesture...! I couldn't resist!
"...Blackie junior's hard again. You like sis that much? Huh?"
Noticing it, Winia grumbled jealously.
Of course, she grabbed my dick and stroked it while complaining.
"I love her tons. Just looking at her gets me hard, seriously."
"And me?"
"Of course I love our Winia too."
I pulled Winia into a tight embrace around her waist. She craved affection—if I didn't give it, who knew what she'd do...!
Separately, I did love Winia too.
"Blackie. What I asked was which of us you love more."
Feeling better from the hug, Winia lightly nipped my shoulder.
Honestly, how could I rank them?
It was like asking which parent you love more.
"Ever heard of Professor Choi In-hun?"
"Choi, who?"
"I told you I'm from the Mirkeshia Korea tribe, right?"
"Why bring up that backwater?"
"H-hey, no need to phrase it like that..."
One casual remark from Winia shattered Korean pride. Asians die from stray pebbles. But she continued coldly, utterly indifferent.
"Anyway, get on with it. I don't care about your tribe. Only you interest me, Blackie."
Huh. That hit different—in a good way.
"...Thanks."
"Don't dodge the question?"
Winia clawed at my waist with her hooked fingers.
"Ow, ow! O-okay! I'll answer!"
...No mercy in those hands.
I gave Winia a rough summary of The Square's plot. It was a book that left a deep impression—ideological struggles, the tragedy of war, ethnic conflicts within the same people, and my personal take on the evil ruler born of the Paektu bloodline.
"What bullshit? So, which is it—me or sis?"
Winia's reaction was utterly deflating after my spiel.
We're talking national division tragedy here—was that really the point...!
"No, that's not what I—"
"I tuned out your bullshit."
"Dismissing such a grave issue as bullshit... You're no ordinary woman."
"What a load of crap. Ugh. Blackie."
Winia snapped irritably.
"Sis is back, so just stick it in already."
"..."
"Blackie, shove it in quick. I wanna fuck."
As requested, I grabbed Winia's ankles and lifted her legs. Her pussy, which had been tightly clenched, now subtly revealed its pink insides from the prolonged teasing.
I admired the exposed view for a moment, then pressed my glans against her entrance and slowly pushed in.
"Nngh...! Blackie, all the way... in one go."
"Like this?"
"Hyaaah!"
After all that edging, I couldn't hold back my desire. I slammed my hips down full force, ravaging her depths roughly. Not even ten seconds later, Winia cried out in ecstasy and dug her nails into my back.
"W-Winia, that hurts! It hurts there!"
"Sh-shut up... fuck me harder...!"
"Aaaah!!"
Why did lovemaking have to hurt!
Anyway, time to put more weight into it.
"Ahng, aaang, hngyaaa...! Blackie...! Rubbing inside...! More, more...!"
As I pounded Winia flat, savoring her soft insides, Claudy emerged from the shower and hugged me from behind. Her cooled body soothed my back.
The wetness felt great.
"Katt... just with Winia? I wanna go too?"
"Wait your turn!!"
I knew all of Winia's orgasm spots by now! I focused on her weak point, and she melted with a "Haaah...!"—moaning as she climaxed.
Drained, Winia panted heavily and sprawled on the bed.
Now for Claudy!
The moment I pulled out, she pounced.
"Katt, quick... I masturbated in the shower♡"
"You lewd thing! Unforgivable!"
"Kyaaa."
Claudy's lower half was already drenched.
Her juices flowed like she hadn't even dried off after washing. How much had she played with herself? Anyway, I could go five more rounds easy.
Your wish is my command.
"Haaa... Katt, do you love me?"
I kissed her as I thrust in.
"I love you too... Oh, about that Ezath thing."
"Yeah. I heard too. They're forming a subjugation force?"
"Right. Thought you'd like it, so I wanted to tell you."
"Yup. I'm looking forward to it. You'll join, right Katt?"
"...If you want me to?"
We chatted about it mid-sex. Predictably, Claudy wouldn't pass up a chance like this. What she loved was blood, murder, violence... the merciless stuff.
She wouldn't let a legal killing spree slip by.
"Wonder what kinda guys they are. There were similar ones in the desert... What about here?"
"Desert? Shurdik?"
I switched to doggy, and Claudy continued.
"Unlike Hell-Khan, where blessings were a pipe dream, more believed in lesser gods. Um, what was it? Cradteeter? Gothsmot? Something like that."
Names that sounded utterly baseless flew by.
A pain to memorize.
No need anyway—lesser gods.
Feeling the climax build, I focused on thrusting.
"Claudy... gonna cum soon... tell me that thing."
"That? Ahh, it's embarrassing."
"Quick... can't hold it...!"
"F-fine."
Clearing her throat awkwardly, Claudy said,
"P-please cum inside... Master?"
"Grrk!"
I came, and her back arched. Burying her face in the pillow, she screamed in pleasure, shuddered, then collapsed limp.
I flopped on top of her.
...I couldn't resist that awkward, acting-like tone.
"Haa... Why make me say embarrassing stuff every time."
"'Cause it's hot."
"Master? You wanna make me your slave?"
She'd do anything I asked anyway—no need.
"Nah. Just roleplay. Roleplay."
"...Me as your sex slave?"
"Too on-the-nose!"
"Hehe, want me to? Your sex slave?"
Claudy whispered seductively in my ear with a teasing smile.
"Just be my wife. No slave talk."
"Ahh..."
Acting all shy.
We bantered a bit, then finished the talk.
"Anyway, just kill those bandits, right? Sounds refreshing, don't you think? Cathartic. Katt, I wanna do it."
"Yeah, but... they routed an army, so it's a bit worrying."
"You'll fight hardest once it starts."
"Gotta, once it's on."
No clue how it'd go, but if a massive subjugation force formed as rumored, it was doable. Armies were incompetent, but numbers boosted win rates.
And unlike soldiers, church heretic-hunters were reliable. Think a company of 100 Elises.
Battle prowess and command honed to kill heretics—nothing to scoff at.
Anyway, Claudy wanted in, so we were doing it.
"...Need a blackie sex slave?"
"What're you on about."
Anyway, with recovered Winia, time for the threesome.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ A few days later.
News spread far and wide: In the name of Lord Isvant, a subjugation force was formed to annihilate the heretics.
The lord gathered his private troops, mercenaries, and adventurers into a sizable army. City churches united as the Holy War Alliance. Even the Magic Tower was joining for research and merits.
They set a date to march on the village held by the bandits. Word spread across the city: the subjugation force off on a greedy expedition, the holy warriors on a pious pilgrimage.
What was it—like war, but with weirdly high energy?
Like an undead festival, was this heretic war just another thrill for isekai folk? After years here, I still didn't get their mindset.
Oh, Krasheim's lord and the Radiant Cross Society were joining too.
"So come with us, Elise."
"Of course."
I recruited Elise to the party.
Reunion of the Kobold Dungeon crew.
"Let's slaughter every heretic."
"A most righteous mindset."
Bounties were on the bandits' heads.
Even without joining the force, independents could cash in. Some adventurers enlisted, but most—like us—eyed the rewards solo.
Pros and cons either way.
Two silvers per head.
Orcs were one silver each—that was generous.
But question: orcs aside, how verify a head was a bandit's, not some innocent's lopped off?
Luckily, bandits tattooed Ezath's mark on their faces.
Elise explained: only those marks granted blessings (not guaranteed, though). And faces were standard for max impact.
Historical precedent.
Not all had them, sure, but two silvers a pop? Adventurers' eyes lit up understandably.
Best job ever, plus holy crusade? Only lunatics would pass.
Hunting evil god minions counted as good deeds.
Dumb adventurers believed good deeds meant better afterlife—and this idea spread, boosting converts.
In that chaos, the advance was set.
A grim war of greed and faith.
Forward, chariots—no.
Forward, subjugation force!