Episode 23

Translation: Godtl

In this era, people rarely had occasion to see a chastity belt. Even if they existed, they were little more than impractical ornaments—decorative pieces meant to proclaim, "The female disciples of our household, clan, or sect guard their purity thus!" So of course, an advanced chastity belt incorporating cutting-edge technology from modern hunter shops—where weapons for battling monsters in Gates were developed—would be even more unheard of. Upon first seeing it, anyone would likely wonder, What in the world is that?

He had no way to properly explain this marvel of engineering, so he simply called it a "Dharma Artifact." Fortunately, people of this time found that explanation more convincing. After all, most Dharma Artifacts possessed abilities that defied common sense. In that regard, a chastity belt that allowed remote vibration control, facilitated waste disposal, and could never be removed at will was perfectly reasonable to classify as one.

"What is this?"

"The reason I mentioned earlier—why Ju-rin can never betray me when it comes to Cheon Yu-rin and me."

"......"

Ju-rin bit her lip hard. In this era, women who were no longer virgins were largely branded as licentious. As a result, their marriage prospects were often ruined. And now, to be fitted with an unremovable Dharma Artifact like this? Naturally, even the thought of bearing heirs would be impossible. Beyond living alone for the rest of her life, she might even become the subject of endless slander. Knowing that the Sword Demon Clan could no longer keep her under such circumstances, Ju-rin was truly brought to heel.

"Is this perhaps a Dharma Artifact that serves the function of a chastity belt?"

As expected, Ye-ryeong's insight was sharp. Though she couldn't recognize something from beyond this era, her perceptiveness was undeniable. Cheon Mu-jin immediately began kneading Ju-rin's breasts. They were undeniably large—easily surpassing G-cup by any measure.

'I'd like to compare their sizes with Ye-ryeong's.'

Though the urge arose, he decided to set it aside for now. There was a reason he had summoned Ju-rin today.

"Ngh...!"

As his fingers moved, Ju-rin's pink nipples ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠gradually stiffened.

"Were you waiting for me to call you? Your nipples hardened right away."

"Th-That's absolutely not... ngh...!"

Ju-rin didn't even bother hiding it, immediately letting out a shallow moan.

"Is that so? Well, putting that aside, there's something I need you to find out for me."

Cheon Mu-jin flicked Ju-rin's nipple with his middle finger. Her body jerked in response.

"Wh-What is it...? Lady Cheon Yu-rin is waiting, so I can't take too much time..." ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠

"Nothing major. Cheon Yu-rin sent assassins to ambush our group members at night. They came at me too, but I sent them off to the afterlife on some urgent business."

"......What?"

"Wasn't this the kind of information I told you to pass along? What schemes is Cheon Yu-rin plotting?"

"......"

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I... don't know anything about this."

"What?"

For a moment, Cheon Mu-jin doubted his ears. What kind of answer was this?

"What do you mean?"

"Lady Cheon Yu-rin didn't consult me about any of this. Assassins? This is the first I'm hearing of it."

He turned the situation over in his mind. What were the odds that Cheon Yu-rin would proceed with a plan without consulting Ju-rin, who had been by her side since childhood? Under normal circumstances, it would be unthinkable. But if Cheon Yu-rin had begun to suspect Ju-rin recently, she might have acted behind her back.

'In fact, seeing the plans she shared with Ju-rin fall apart might have only deepened her suspicions.'

Once he had finished considering the possibilities, Cheon Mu-jin clicked his tongue. ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠

"You've been discarded."

"......What? What do you mean?"

"Think about it. If Cheon Yu-rin sent assassins without telling you, does that possibility make sense to you?"

Ju-rin shook her head. There were only a handful of disciples in the Demon Path Pavilion whom Cheon Yu-rin could trust enough to hire as assassins. And the likelihood that Ju-rin wouldn't be among them was practically zero. By all ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠rights, she should have instinctively realized that Cheon Yu-rin was avoiding her. Fortunately, Ju-rin wasn't so foolish.

"Now you get it? You're nothing but a discarded mutt to your master."

"......Kh!"

She wanted to deny it, but Ju-rin couldn't bring herself to. No matter how she looked at it, his words rang true.

"Since that's the case, why not swear your loyalty to me outright?"

"What?"

"I'm telling you to defect to me. In return, I'll give you a chance to take revenge on Cheon Yu-rin."

"How?"

"I don't just aim to be a Young Cult Leader—I dream of the Supreme's seat. Naturally, to rise that far, I'll have to surpass all other Young Cult Leader candidates."

It went without saying. There would be no peaceful way to seize that position until the very end.

"Most likely, I'll have to either completely incapacitate the other Young Cult Leader candidates or outright kill them." I plan to make those who've looked down on me pay dearly for it. People like Cheon Gi-baek, Cheon Yu-rin, Cheon Ha-na, or that bitch Cheon Yeon-hwa.

His hatred for the Cheon bloodline ran deep. Even as a transmigrator, the disdainful gazes he'd endured from them since arriving had grated on his nerves. "Anyway, I'll give you the chance to trample Cheon Yu-rin yourself. How about it?"

"......Fine. I pledge my loyalty."

"Oh? Then why don't you offer up your cunt first?"

"......You bastard."

***

Cheon Mu-jin immediately reached into his pocket, searching for the key to Ju-rin's chastity belt. "Ah, here it is. Now, shall we check what state your pussy's in?"

He had left the vibrator inside her at its highest setting earlier, so naturally, he was curious. Click. The key slid into the lock and turned smoothly. A hum escaped his lips. The moment he loosened the belt slightly, the dildos buried in Ju-rin's pussy and ass slid out with a wet pop!

Her cunt, slightly gaping from the sudden absence, quickly clenched back to its original shape—though not quite as tight as before. "Impressive. Did you go into heat while we were talking?"

Ju-rin's flushed, dripping mound glistened with slick arousal, her labored breaths hot against the air. "......That's because of you!"

"Me? You mean Master, don't you?"

"B-Because Master kept... stimulating me..."

"So what you're saying is, you're the kind of slut who leaks the moment she's touched?"

"That's not—Hyaaahk!"

"Then what's this?"

He tapped her swollen folds teasingly, each prod making her twitch uncontrollably. Ju-rin's cunt was even wetter now, practically drooling. "You're soaked, and yet you still lie? I have no use for a subordinate who lies to me."

"......I'm not lying."

Cheon Mu-jin pressed a finger to her lips, silencing her. "Don't worry. I'll make sure you never even think of lying again. I came prepared."

In his hand was a small ointment jar, resembling Golden Wound Ointment—but this was no ordinary salve. It was a modern aphrodisiac, refined through repeated enhancements. Originally developed to stimulate monsters within Gates for breeding research, its effects were so potent that it worked disturbingly well on humans.

"Ye-ryeong, bind Ju-rin's hands."

He wanted to ensure she couldn't relieve herself no matter how desperate she became. Once her wrists were secured, he began applying the ointment in slow, deliberate circles around her pussy, working it deep inside her folds.

The effect was instantaneous. Ju-rin's cheeks flushed crimson, her skin burning where the ointment touched. "Hhhuuuk!!"

Her hips trembled violently, her body reacting even without direct stimulation. She bit her lip, trying to endure, but it was futile. "You're holding out well."

With a smirk, he flicked her clit.

Ju-rin's back arched like a drawn bow. "GYAAAHK!!!"

Her eyes rolled back, mouth falling open in a silent scream as thick, sticky fluids gushed from her spasming cunt. "P-Pull it out! P-Please, pull it ouuut!!!"

"Tsk, tsk. Still giving orders to your Master? You're getting too bold. I think you need to be broken in properly today."

"I'm sorryyy! I-I was wrong, please stoooop!!!"

Ignoring her pleas, Cheon Mu-jin continued relentlessly. By the time thirty minutes had passed, Ju-rin's face had gone slack, her mind utterly shattered.

Her eyes had rolled back so far they nearly disappeared, and drool trickled in rivulets from her tightly bitten lips.