Chapter 367
Chapter 367
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 367
Chapter Title: Lowly Tree Slave
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-I am a lowly slave who only knows trees.
The sign hanging around my neck drew everyone's gazes.
[A guy like you falling into our laps is your lucky break...]
"......"
[Kuhuhu.]
The rough texture of the leather beyond the thin rubber sheath.
I tried not to remember, but it was too memorable.
I accepted my situation. My encyclopedia grew.
Different species. Different forms. Different roots. Different knots.
Different...
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ No words escaped from my throat.
"Bro."
"......"
"I think we can stop now."
I couldn't relax my body or even twitch a finger. I stared at the ceiling. Nothing came into view.
"Bro, bro...! Hic."
"...It... hurts."
"There's nothing left, I said!! Get it together. No more after this!!!"
"Sun, there is... I can't face Master anymore..."
"You're the coolest guy out there! Right? The strongest tree-breaker in the country!"
"This fucking ungrateful bastard repaying kindness with trees... Cough, cough cough."
My lower body felt nothing anymore, no matter what touched it.
I slowly closed my eyelids. Suddenly, a warm sensation returned to my lower half.
-Fidget fidget.
"Your Majesty's dick is all soft."
"Tch! You bitch. Read the room! Get your hands off and back away. Who touches a brother's battered junk?"
"...But this is the only honest part of a man."
That junk. The junk that had just been ravaged like a dog.
Could I even call that junk anymore?
My lips were dry and cracked, stuck together. I felt like a mummy.
Something I had to do eventually.
No matter how much I targeted Cradle or World Tree faction trees, there were limits to filling my encyclopedia.
Mingling among the masses was far more efficient for that.
The species differences were overwhelmingly vast.
"Bro took down every single tree in Nagoya today."
"...They didn't take me down?"
"......"
There were extraordinary positions in the world.
And all sorts of plays.
Today, I directly experienced hundreds of ways trees could make a man feel shame.
Almost all of them went mad from the afterglow of pleasure after just once.
But I got caught in their numbers game.
Rumors upon rumors drew even more trees, and in reality, I...
Ended up as the village bus knot stick that everyone rode.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Time was short.
After the experience in Nagoya, Japan, we immediately packed up and set off on our journey again.
China. Yunnan Province.
-Boom!
"Kyaaak!"
Three robbers burst into the fertilizer sales stand.
Wearing a mask, I half-madly smashed the stall with a voice gone feral.
Unleashing blue mana rippling from my hand, I shouted fiercely.
"Wood People and humans get out. Trees stay."
-Crunch!
[Why, why are you doing this...!]
-Bang bang bang bang bang!
The gun in Sun's hand spat fire. No idea where she got it. Or why she's using it.
She says the weight of the atmosphere a gun brings is incomparable.
Shatter all the ceiling lights, and they beg on their own, apparently.
-Crash!
I smashed the door and dragged out everyone inside.
The startled slave humans bolted without hesitation. I freed them all.
This large fertilizer production site was a hub for concentrated power among certain trees. An enormous number of people died here as consumables.
Over 7,000 humans died here every year alone.
Yet they paid not a single cent in wages. Because they branded them with slave seals via magic.
[...Hic! What did we do wrong?]
This tree at least had a human form, which was fortunate.
The green-haired woman bowed her head and knelt before me.
Then I felt fragments of mana.
-Vmmm!
I shattered all the activated magic circles. Sun and Aori took down the arriving hunters in sync.
Once the simple process ended—no explanations needed—what remained were about twenty humanoid trees.
"I heard you hold pretty high positions in the Chinese Tree Association."
[Is, is that what you want...?]
"Nah? I want your bodies."
[Kyaaak!]
"Huh? Huh? Fuck, don't turn into trees. Unless you wanna die."
[Y-yes!]
The flinching was driving me insane.
At my shrill scream, Sun, watching from the side, silently wiped away tears.
"Sun, Sun. Look! Chocolate bars."
"Grab 'em, you. How much do you think those cost?"
Whether raping or getting raped. Her role was to keep my orientation straight.
They had complete freedom left. Unable to hold back, Aori popped a chocolate bar in her mouth, then suddenly grimaced.
"...It's a fertilizer bar."
"What? It's a fertilizer factory. Good for your health, eat up. You're a Wood Person, right?"
-Thud!
While Sun and Aori chatted, the woman collapsed.
That bewildered reaction aside, Sun knew.
Sun was the one who ensured no innocent victims ever appeared.
A fertilizer factory that barely supplied civilians while devouring massive resources and money. A place that could vanish without issue.
-I've been eyeing this place for a raid. They drag in kids without status and work 'em to death. Not just abetting—they're the ringleaders. Gotta crush 'em all, right?
[Hic, hng... Ah! Aah!]
The more depraved they were, the easier to turn them.
No—trees who had already sold their bodies to drugs and pleasure clung to someone with the Wood Spirit King's disposition.
That change was entirely natural.
[Wha~t... What is this!]
The tree in my arms started moaning lewdly bit by bit, wrapping her legs around my waist.
I turned and glared at Sun.
When planning the raid itself, I asked her multiple times if this was right.
Seemed no issues.
While rechecking the CCTV blocked by prior magic, I thrust my hips at them.
Human form made it at least bearable.
Bouncing breasts, hips buckling as she collapsed.
Impaled mercilessly, eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out.
I engraved submission on her. Then approached the next trembling woman.
[I, I'm... done. Let me go. Don't you know who I am?]
"Nope."
[How rude! Stop. If you don't want to die...]
I ignored and kept walking. The arrogant brown-haired woman's voice flipped again.
[D-don't come closer!]
[I won't go easy if you get nearer!]
[St-stop!]
[N-no... Sorry. I'm sorry?]
-Tap tap.
"What, Aori?"
"This is perfect for bitches like her!"
"What... Knot plug?"
She giggled, eyes sparkling, nodding like a puppy.
The brutal protrusions on the plug were a heavy burden for a human body.
Made for trees' flexible knots, naturally.
[Wh-what's that...?]
The woman paled in genuine horror, blurting desperately.
Works like a charm.
Aori thumbs-upped me; I patted her head lightly.
"Reflect on your sins."
[Uh, uh... Mistreating young slaves?]
"Again."
[Th-that... Uh... W-wait. That... Seizing nearby farmland... by siccing hunters on them?]
"Again."
[Why for that!!]
"Huh? Listen to her talk."
[S-sorry...]
Not feeding slaves. Killing any humans who got on their nerves.
The more I heard, the more their depravity transcended dimensions.
I listened to the woman's tales until it veered into grotesque hobbies. Then I stopped.
"You're hopeless."
[I said sorry! Relations with Flower are already sour... If I die, it might spark war!]
"So? What's the difference between you and Flower?"
[......Huh?]
I knew well I wasn't any different from them.
No grounds to judge. Increasingly, I had to dirty my own hands more.
What reason did she have for such acts?
Boasting her cruel, grotesque worst hobbies proudly, no less.
[What's wrong with it? Treating lowly humans like humans!]
"Now she's self-destructing."
[You're gonna kill me anyway...]
"Not sure that's my call."
What I wanted was filling the encyclopedia anyway.
A hip thrust and she shattered instantly.
I kept moving, trying the plug Aori handed me in her ass.
[Uhaaah! Aah! Ah...! Aah.]
"How's His Majesty feeling?"
"Meh."
No thrill, no pleasure.
Just moving the dick aroused by the lewd demon.
Numb? Desensitized? Or unable to feel unless it was a woman who matched my heart?
No issues with the act itself, so I let it slide.
[Take it out... Please take it out...]
"You need more. Encyclopedia hasn't updated yet."
Checking my status window confirmed it was one of the needed tree entries.
Who'd have thought a punk like her had fist-related talents.
I reached for the plug and tugged.
[Hng!]
Something caught inside, wouldn't come out. Aori shrugged, hands on hips.
"Wear it for life."
Why the hell does she carry stuff like this?
Forcing it out seemed disastrous, so I quit.
I patted the woman's back—now a fox spirit instead of tree—and whispered in her ear.
"Listen well. From now on, devote yourself to returning everything you've exploited and stolen to their rightful owners."
[...Y-yes. Yes. The ass...]
"Keep it in and live."
[Hic.]
Repeating the process, the business wrapped up before long.
Sun and Aori roamed, erasing traces with artifacts and such.
"This is essential for jobs like this. Scramble the mana residues too. Bro's mana is tricky to identify, but those in the know would."
"Ah."
"If you're confident killing every assassin that comes like me, spill away... But you've got family."
Doing stuff like this felt off from the start.
I waited a bit. Soon, Sun and Aori finished cleanup, and we exited.
Sun removed her mask, wiping sweat and panting.
"Three more spots left to hit."
"......Tch."
"Not to your taste?"
My waist and dick grew achier by the day.
Third day of this, mental strain mounting.
"Still learned a ton."
Sun nodded happily at my words.
Everywhere Sun led, the worst kept updating by the moment.
To ease my guilt, perhaps. She deliberately picked factories and such trees to raid.
To acclimate me gradually. Feeling that intent, I couldn't find words.
I loosened my sore wrists, then punched the air beside me.
-Paang!
Wind stirred. Sand rose from the ground.
Satisfied with the loud whoosh, I nodded.
'The more I wreck my body, the stronger I get...'
Tedious. I swapped Infimask faces and told Sun and Aori.
"Where to next?"