The Banquet of Alliances
The party arrived at the banquet hall and took their seats at the enormous table guided by the servants, waiting for An Rok-san and the other members of the Dang Clan. Shortly afterward, led by the Poison King, the Dang Clan's key figures, elders, and core members arrived. The sole exception was Dang Jung-gi, who was absent due to treating his injuries, but no one seemed particularly concerned.
Dang Baek entered alongside An Rok-san and took his seat. He delivered a short, booming toast, and the banquet began at once.
"To the friendly relations between the Dang Clan and the Martial Alliance! Enjoy yourselves to your heart's content tonight, everyone. Cheers!"
Cindy gazed at Dang Baek with sparkling eyes, finding it hard to believe that the massive, powerfully built elder radiating profound inner energy was over a hundred years old. An Rok-san sat with Dang Baek and began their conversation.
"Poison King, have you given thought to my proposal?"
"The terms aren't bad, but I'll need a bit more time to consider. This isn't the place to discuss such matters."
"Understood. Then, would it be acceptable for us to remain at the Dang Clan for a while?"
"Stay as long as you wish. You and your companions will be treated as honored guests with the finest hospitality."
Dang Baek and An Rok-san continued their discussion regarding troop deployment while the banquet grew lively around them.
As the feast progressed, Dang Min approached Jung Su-a, doing his best to win her favor. Yet whenever she looked at him, her thoughts drifted to an entirely different person.
"I must express my admiration for Lady Jung Su-a's skill. Even though you are not a martial artist, if you would permit it, our Dang Clan would be honored to have you serve as a training instructor..."
'Looking at this man makes me think of So-chun. We met in the first playthrough and never again after that... Now that I'm thinking of her, I miss her. I wonder if she's been implemented in Endless Universe as well?'
Unfortunately for Dang Min, Jung Su-a had no interest in him whatsoever. She only half-listened to his enthusiastic chatter, responding with polite but distant nods while scanning the hall. Then an unexpected sight caught her eye: Jung Hwa-ryun, deep in animated conversation with Dang Seo-gun.
Hwa-ryun poured wine for Dang Seo-gun as they talked. He spoke at length about the clan's pride and the art of poison, clearly enjoying her genuine interest in the subject. Since she was roughly the same age as his daughter Dang Ga-ryeo and on good terms with her, he felt no discomfort speaking with Jung Hwa-ryun.
"The Empire's invasion of Earth brought great suffering, yet the Nine Great Sects, Five Great Clans, and the Demonic Cult—including the Dang Clan—emerged stronger despite their wounds. The Dang Clan in particular grew even more powerful. By studying poisons and lifeforms from other planets and being among the first to adopt the medical arts and technology of the wider universe, we became one of the foremost powers in the world. While many sects in the Central Plains remained conservative, the Dang Clan swiftly embraced the civilization and technology of the cosmos, reaping immense benefits."
"Fascinating. If it wouldn't be too presumptuous, I would like to study the clan's compiled knowledge on poisons. After the banquet, would you allow me access to the library?"
"Haha! Of course! Aside from the archives containing our most confidential records, I shall grant you access to any text you desire and send the entry pass to your Bio Device. Check it after the banquet."
Jung Hwa-ryun listened attentively, absorbing new knowledge, while Cindy remained trapped by Dang Ga-ryeo from the moment they left the guest quarters. Though visibly overwhelmed by the barrage of respectful yet intense questions, Cindy received timely assistance from Seo Bong-hwa, who mediated between them. Despite the pressure, Cindy felt no strong aversion; in fact, she was genuinely pleased. Her long-standing friendship with Seo Bong-hwa from their Changcheon Murim days made the conversation with the mother and daughter pair thoroughly enjoyable.
Yet as the banquet continued, a different thought dominated Jung Su-a's mind.
'...Just what does he intend to make Cindy and Hwa-ryun do...? An Rok-san...'
Recalling the vulgar yet beautiful orgy scene involving Cindy at the Martial Alliance, Jung Su-a's face flushed crimson. She shook her head as if to dispel the image. However, with the alcohol warming her body, the vision of Cindy entangled with multiple men kept resurfacing in her mind.
The pleasant hours passed, and the banquet drew to a close. Many guests lay slumped over, drunk, or had already retired to their quarters. Dang Min, whose tolerance was poor, had been escorted back by servants. The Dang Clan's retainers and An Rok-san's party gradually rose to leave one by one.
Jung Su-a was not accustomed to drinking heavily. Normally, those who drank often handled it better, but the festive atmosphere and the joy of reuniting with Dang Ga-ryeo and Seo Bong-hwa had loosened her restraint. She drank far more than intended and eventually had to be stopped by An Rok-san and Seo Bong-hwa. Her face was flushed bright red as she tried to stand, only to stumble from the effects of the wine. An Rok-san supported her and helped her rise first.
"Lady Jung Su-a, you've had far too much. It's time to retire."
"No... I'm not drunk! Ehehe~ I'm fiiine~"
"...You're clearly intoxicated, sister. Let's get up."
Leaning on An Rok-san's arm, Jung Su-a was led away. Once inside her quarters, he seated her on a chair, placed a hand on her back, and activated his inner energy. The alcohol began to leave her body, filling the room with a strong scent of liquor. After a short while, her mind cleared enough for her to greet him properly.
"Haa... Thank you, An Rok-san. I must have gotten carried away by the atmosphere."
"Think nothing of it. I had my own reasons as well."
"What do you—"
Before she could finish, An Rok-san began removing his clothes with natural ease. Jung Su-a's already flushed face grew even redder, yet the emotion in her eyes was no longer embarrassment alone—it was anticipation and excitement.
"The night has only just begun. What do you say? Will you join me?"
"...You already know what my answer will be, don't you?"
An Rok-san smiled suggestively at her playful reply.
"Men are simple creatures. Even when we know the answer, we still want to hear it from a woman's lips."
Though his words were meant to tease her, Jung Su-a—already thoroughly developed and willingly offering herself to him—responded with a seductive, wanton smile worthy of a courtesan.
"Very well. I want to spend the night with you using this lewd body of mine♥"
Schlick♥ Schlick♥ Schlick♥ Schlick♥ Schlick♥ SlapSlapSlapSlap!! JiggleJiggleJiggleJiggle
Inside Jung Su-a's room, where a soundproof barrier had been erected, the obscene sounds of flesh meeting flesh echoed without pause. Jung Su-a took An Rok-san's massive member deep inside her, her face twisted in overwhelming pleasure as she moved her hips in rhythm with his thrusts. An Rok-san watched with delight as she writhed more lasciviously than any prostitute, pounding into her while kneading her plump buttocks.
Jung Su-a, on all fours, rocked her body back and forth to match his movements. The motion made her heavy breasts sway enticingly, the massive globes spilling to the sides and captivating An Rok-san's gaze. Her soft, round rear was a feast for the eyes, and the sensation of kneading it was every bit as pleasurable as the view.
"Aah♥! Aaah... haah♥! Ngh! So good...♥ Aang!"
"Slurp...!"
"Hyah♥?! Th-there♥!! Haaang!! It feels... strange♥! Aang!"
While savoring the sight of Jung Su-a moaning under his relentless thrusts from behind, An Rok-san suddenly leaned forward, pressing his heavy weight onto her. He buried his face in her armpit and began sucking noisily while shortening his strokes into rapid, shallow thrusts. The sudden change in position and the wet sensation of his tongue on her sensitive underarm made Jung Su-a instinctively try to pull away, but An Rok-san refused to release her. She could only whimper helplessly in his embrace, forced to endure both the intense sucking on her armpit and the deeper, harder pounding into her core.
SquirtSquirtSquirt♡♡ SquelchSquelchSquelchSquelch!!
"Nngh, hnguuu♡♡"
With her armpit being suckled, Jung Su-a's already sensitive pussy began to gush love juices. The fluids soaked her thighs and An Rok-san's groin, amplifying the lewd wet sounds. After savoring the sensation of her nectar and the faintly sour taste and scent of her armpit, An Rok-san suddenly released his seed without warning. Jung Su-a threw her head back, tongue lolling obscenely, and arched her waist like a drawn bow as she climaxed.
SpurtSpurtSpurt! Spurt! Spurt…… Spurt… SpurtSpurtSpurtSpurt…!!
"Hnn♡ Hiaaang♡ Huaaaahhhhh!!!!"
Feeling her womb flooded with hot semen from the powerful internal ejaculation, Jung Su-a cried out in ecstasy. Even as he came, An Rok-san continued grinding his hips, savoring her reactions.
While the two engaged in their beastly coupling, Jung Su-a remained unaware that her door had opened just a crack... and that a single woman was secretly watching the entire scene unfold between An Rok-san and herself.