Morning Conquest and Orc Village Raid
Namgung Seojun, the Wind Swordsman, woke up, and lying naked beside him was a woman. Her name was Leyrin, one of the sex slaves he'd bought as a 1st Class Slave. Her looks were average, but her Charm stat exceeded 30, she boasted a sexy figure, and she had the Sex Technique skill, which made her popular among the male party members. Even with that skill, she hadn't lasted long the night before and had passed out.
"...."
Leyrin slept on, covered in semen, having surrendered to Seojun in just one hour. But he'd used her body roughly, purely to satisfy his own desires, and she still hadn't woken from her faint.
Leaving her behind, he got up first, dressed, and stepped out of the tent. It was still a bit before wake-up time, so the campsite was quiet. His eyes met those of Jo Jaehun, who was on night watch duty guarding the silent camp.
"Leader, you're up early."
"Yeah, thanks for the hard work on watch."
Namgung Seojun lit a cigarette and gazed at the sky, which was gradually brightening. He looked up in wonder. The Tower World was strange—there was no sun, yet there were cycles of light and dark, day and night. Jo Jaehun, watching the sky alongside him, asked cautiously,
"Leader, how was Leyrin?"
At the question, Seojun stubbed out his cigarette and replied,
"Just okay."
She had the Sex Technique skill as a 1st Class Slave, but it wasn't enough to excite him. Sex with his lover Gisohee actually felt more satisfying.
As the two men watched the sky, wake-up time arrived. Jo Jaehun went around calling out,
"Rise and shine. Time to get up."
He opened the flap of the large tent where the male slaves slept.
"....."
But inside was Dmitri. Wearing nothing but panties.
All women, regardless of status, were given individual tents—a measure to accommodate their sexual needs in case they shared with men. Yet Dmitri hadn't slept in her own tent; she'd crashed in the large tent with the men.
"Ah, fuck, why do you care? My clothes were wet from washing, no top to wear, so it was cold. I just slept here."
She answered Seojun's questioning look with cool bluntness. She'd washed her clothes yesterday, had no top, felt the chill, and bunked with the male slaves for warmth.
"Ha."
Seojun let out an incredulous laugh, and she grinned.
"Kekeke, what? Disappointed I didn't go to your tent? Wanted to shove your dick in my pussy?"
"Crazy bitch."
"Don't worry! No sloppy seconds like you're thinking. I'm a combat slave. Just slept."
Seojun didn't fully buy it from the sight of Dmitri—still in just panties, her massive breasts on full display—but he let it slide. Everyone rose, packed up camp, and finished preparations. As leader, Namgung Seojun gave a pre-departure briefing with the map.
"We've passed the one-third mark of the 9th floor. Progress is smooth as planned, no issues with food or water. We should reach a nearby village by tomorrow evening for rest."
He checked the party's status with God's Eye, confirmed no problems, and called out,
"Alright, let's move!"
With Seojun in the lead, the party resumed climbing the tower. The 9th floor was highland terrain, but hot. Early summer weather, and by noon with the "sun" high, everyone was drenched in sweat. Exhausted but unrelenting—they knew stopping in direct "sunlight" would drag down the weaker members' stamina. They pressed on until a suitable rest spot appeared, just past lunchtime.
"Seojun-nim! A lake!"
Gisohee called out. A small lake appeared before the group, fringed by a forest of broad-leafed trees offering ample shade. Everyone eyed Namgung Seojun, craving rest.
"We'll rest here, eat lunch, and go."
His words signaling a long break drew cheers.
"Woo-hoo!"
"Nice!"
"Let's dive in!!"
Most of the men dropped their gear, stripped, and jumped into the lake.
Splash. Splash.
The sticky sweat vanished, eliciting whoops of joy. But one woman... Dmitri stripped too and leaped in.
Splash!
No matter how boyishly she acted, she was a beauty. That beauty swam naked, laughing. Lee Guho, who'd only heard tales of her, gawked. Seojun and Jo Jaehun, who'd experienced her at the training camp, were unfazed. Kim Hoon approached her.
"This bitch's tits got even bigger? Must've guzzled cum and gotten fucked nonstop."
As he reached to grope, Dmitri dodged and punched him.
"You fucking prick! Don't get cocky, you pathetic shrimp-dick!"
Kim Hoon toppled dramatically, yelling,
"A slave hit her master!!"
Laughter rippled through the group at his exaggeration. Dmitri kept swimming and washing with the men. During the hour-long break, some ate, some napped, some did laundry. A few men scarfed jerky, dragged Yuki into a tent, and enjoyed a quick group session.
Mid-rest, Namgung Seojun sensed something.
"Focus!"
His moderate shout shifted the mood instantly. Everyone grabbed gear for combat readiness. Even the tent-fuckers rushed out naked, weapons and shields in hand, forming ranks. They waited in formation. Soon, a large group approached from afar—visible even to the naked eye.
The 9th floor teemed with orc tribes. Orcs bred like rabbits; left alone, they swelled into hordes. Adventuring parties often got overwhelmed and wiped out. The main god's temple dispatched subjugation squads regularly to cull them.
"Halt!"
Spotting the party, the subjugation leader called a stop and shouted at Namgung Seojun,
"Who are you?!"
"An adventuring party climbing the tower."
Seojun's group numbered just 18—far smaller, no ambush vibe. The leader told the priestess beside him,
"No threat."
The priestess from the main god's temple, aiding the squad, smiled at Seojun's party.
"Fun group. I'd love to meet them."
Her interest surprised the leader—implying someone noteworthy among them. The squad paused at the lake. Seojun and Lee Guho alone were invited to a table set by the porters. A serene-smiling priestess greeted them.
"You look worn. Have some tea."
She poured leisurely, like hosting at home. Seojun checked her status with God's Eye.
What the... level 80...
Her level, stats, skills, Fame—everything but talents overwhelmed.
"How is it? My status is decent, right?"
Surprised at her words, he listened as she explained calling them.
"I wanted to see the famed Namgung Seojun and Lee Guho in person."
Lee Guho, flattered yet curious, asked,
"How'd you know us?"
"Priestesses can glimpse adventurers' status windows—name, level, class basics. Easy to spot. Though lacking compared to your abilities, Namgung Seojun-nim."
Lee Guho shot Seojun a questioning look, but he deflected.
"Are we that famous?"
"Of course. Inviters who cleared the group tutorial. Everyone's curious about your next moves, your classes especially."
She smiled alluringly at Seojun.
"The main god seems particularly interested in you, Namgung Seojun-nim."
Sipping tea, she offered more kind words.
"You're doing great. Reach the 20th like this, and good things await."
After tea with the priestess, they greeted the subjugation leader.
"Oh ho, you must be the super rookies."
He shook hands and shared info.
"Heard thieves on the 9th have thinned out."
"No villages or cities means slim pickings for bandits."
"Problem is, fewer thieves means monsters—orcs—multiplying fast."
Then, a huge favor:
"If you want, follow behind us."
A golden opportunity for safe travel, however far.
"Yes, we'll join briefly."
Thus, Namgung Seojun's party tagged along with the subjugation squad. Traveling with them was a breeze.
"Enemies spotted!"
"Attack!"
Any foe crumbled at the leader's attack order.
Whoa, we get EXP just tagging along?
Even hanging back, the party earned scraps of experience. Pure freeloading. After half a day, the leader halted.
He reported to the priestess,
"Priestess-nim, orc village sighted."
A massive one, over 200 orcs.
"Permission to subjugate?"
Following procedure, he sought her approval. Unlike usual, she eyed the curious Namgung Seojun.
"Care to join, Namgung Seojun-nim's party?"
!
His Super Sense tingled positively. He answered instantly,
"We'll join."
The priestess declared,
"Subjugate with Namgung Seojun-nim's party here."
And so, the subjugation squad and Namgung Seojun's party set out to raid the orc village.