Chapter 30
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: Queen Scorpion
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“I’ve been watching from the side, but the sexual harassment and sex jokes never let up. Seems like a side effect of excessive testosterone.”
She did mention the side effects.
She said the boiling lust could spill out through words anytime.
But only toward someone who’d accept it, so no need to worry.
Still, judging by this shop kid’s face, even that doesn’t fly.
“You qualify to shop here, so I’m telling you specially. Think of it as advice for the Emperor’s dignity.”
Emperor’s dignity—what a swelling line for the chest.
“Cut back on the sexual harassment and sex jokes on purpose. ‘It just comes out’ is an excuse. Human will isn’t that frail.”
“Treasure the woman the Gate chose. Don’t handle her roughly like before. If you see her only as a desire dump, no matter how much she’s drawn to your Yin Energy, trust can’t form.”
“Don’t be flippant with words or actions. You’re the Gate’s chosen man, meant to command many women. Match that with gravity—think twice before speaking, act with care.”
It felt like an ethics lecture.
Nayeong perked up her ears, nodding here and there.
Never imagined getting a scolding like this from a sales kid.
“Right. Even if we’re the fuck-around type, lately you’ve sounded like a dick-mouthed punk. It was seriously bad.”
“You’re worse!”
A dick-mouthed punk—what the hell.
“Anyway, I’ll suck it, so quit ending every sentence with ‘suck suck.’”
Even easygoing Nayeong turning serious meant it really was bad.
The lust predated the testosterone flood, but I’d let it run wild.
Like the shop kid said, will conquers all—so I’ll hold back from now on.
Nayeong let it slide ’cause we’re tight, but Han Chaewon or Oh Yeonseo might not.
“I admit it got bad. I’ll watch it.”
Nayeong’s eyes went wide.
“What now? I said I’ll be careful.”
“You admitting it so quick is suspicious.”
“You told me to. I did, and now you bitch?”
“Oh, there’s the Woojin.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle.
Yeah, our fuck-talk hits right at this level.
Thanks for the advice, and the shop kid bustles packing up.
“Haven’t bought shit yet?”
“You got the inventory.”
“Nothing else?”
“Nothing you need now. I’ll recommend next time we meet.”
With that, she vanishes into the light.
A shop where you can’t just buy what you want—weird.
The Gate merchant gone, Sand Scorpions swarm like they’d been waiting.
I grab Nayeong’s hand and unleash Yin Energy.
A moan slips out—“Ha-eung”—and the bow parasitic on her chest bursts free.
Minutes later, every scorpion packing the area is wiped.
Way more firepower than when we entered.
“Works great, but I never get used to it.”
“The bow popping out?”
“Yeah.”
“What’s it feel like?”
“Like something slides in and out—tingly, weird vibe.”
“Like the good part of sex?”
“Not like I’ve tried sex to compare.”
“Fair.”
“But why no boob grab? Different every time?”
“Felt like you hated it.”
“Ah...”
She looks kinda disappointed.
“What’s with the face? Want me to?”
“No!!”
She storms off pissed.
Cheeks all red though—why?
Keep walking, spot a small pyramid by the oasis.
Unlike real pyramids, it’s got a door—boss room vibes.
Glance at Nayeong; she nods.
“Let’s go.”
Pyramid inside matches the desert terrain—no big change.
Torches cling to walls, lighting the dim space.
Crackling firewood and sweeping sand create an eerie mood.
Midway in, the sand floor roils, a vortex spins up.
Kyaeeeeek—!!
A massive scorpion tail erupts, lunging at us.
We split wide—Nayeong looses arrows, I hurl Yin Energy orbs.
Dead-on to the tail joints, but it doesn’t budge.
Queen Scorpion
Gate boss venting fury over lost Sand Scorpions.
Shell insanely tough—won't scratch from average attacks.
Nayeong ramps up arrows, firing nonstop, but nothing lands solid.
“Tough one. Too much for C-rank?”
｢Kid’s quick, but firepower’s lacking. Help?｣
Sylph said.
‘She’s an archer. Not a summoner.’
｢Simpleton. Think only summoners call spirits?｣
‘Then... no?’
｢Summoners get along with us, yeah. But not like we don’t mesh with others. A great spirit like me picky with humans? Ridiculous.｣
Another Gate “common sense” flipped.
Always thought spirit summons were summoner-exclusive.
｢Sure, only if the Yin Energy’s tasty. Gotta lure us in.｣
‘Give you mine?’
｢With the pattern. Mix it with the kid’s Yin Energy—should taste fine.｣
‘But she’s C-rank. Small vessel.’
｢I know. Direct entry, and she shatters—you couldn’t stop it. Till rank-up, I’ll lend a familiar.｣
Navy Gate boss—upper spirits suffice.
I could summon myself, but boosting Nayeong’s rank and level comes first.
Gates divvy exp by contribution, so funnel attack chances her way.
Boss fights especially prime for levels.
｢I’ll hold it off till then.｣
Gnome chimes in, then sand-play with the scorpion begins.
Sand hills bulge up, waves crash everywhere—boss can’t focus.
I call Nayeong sharpish.
“Passing you the Great Spirit pattern—take it down yourself. Level-up shot.”
“Gr-Great Spirit? Me? I’m an archer.”
“Great Spirit okayed it. Hand.”
Grab her hand, focus—Sylph pattern glows on my knuckles.
Pattern crawls from knuckles to fingertips, flows to her.
“Haaaah... aak. A... hurts...”
“Hang on. It’s transferring.”
Her vessel forms in my mind, cracking top-down.
Upper spirit thing—slower split than Yeonseo’s, smooth at first.
‘So damn much.’
Cracks multiply, pace quickens.
I patch frantic, but shatter’s coming.
“Aaaak! Why the sudden cramps...”
“What?”
Bow drops; she twists, crumples clutching belly.
Superhuman grip on my hand still.
She’s hit with sex bliss and period agony at once.
Even horny, pain overrides.
“Haa... Woojin... too much...”
She clutches her gut, eyes pleading—like Oh Yeonseo’s or mine in the Blue Gate.
‘Intimate spots... wider... stickier...’
Great Spirits said focus alone won’t cut it for the pattern.
‘Unleash desire on her body. Yin Energy and skills react to desire—seeps right in.’
Undine’s words.
Hands release less desire—need better channel.
No farther needed.
I start kneading Nayeong’s breasts.
Work the underboob, pinch nipples between fingers.
“Crazy fuck... hurts, I said... how...”
“Not for kicks. Speeds it up. I’ll ease the pain—stay put.”
Sounds rapey blind, but dead serious.
Desperate to tip pain-to-pleasure scales.
Yin Energy sucks out wildly through my kneading hands.
Her pained grimace softens bit by bit.
“Better?”
“Still hurts... faster?”
Patching quicker now, cracks linger.
Chest done—down next, but no stripping here.
“Mouth open.”
No teeth? Gums it is.
Tongue into her parted lips.
*Slurp... smack, gulp... schlop...*
*Smooch, slurp slurp... haa♡*
Nayeong’s lips still sweet as honey.
Candy tang floods my mouth as Yin drains in.
Faster than the tits.
Her fractured vessel mends.
Belly-clutching hand wraps my neck.
*Squelch, slurp*—sticky spit-swap noises stiffen my ears.
She latches on my lips like life depends, drowning the pain.
“Haa, haa...”
Tongue out—thin strand bridges our lips, snaps.
Mental vessel pristine.
Sylph pattern faintly glows on her knuckles.
Spirit power transfer: success.
Nayeong steadies her ragged breaths, stares at her hand.
“This... spirit power...?”
“Rank too low for direct Great Spirit summon. Upper spirit power’s yours—hunt with it.”
Now, time to level Nayeong.