Chapter 109
Chapter 109
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 109
Chapter Title: The Last Supper
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After drenching Choi Hyuk-jin's face with her squirt, Han Yu-ra rode the momentum and enjoyed a couple rounds of vulgar anal sex with me.
Once our romp was over, Han Yu-ra lay in my arms for a while, unable to collect herself as she panted heavily. Her body was still trembling faintly from the aftershocks of pleasure. I gently stroked her back and brushed aside the sweat-soaked strands of hair from her forehead.
"Haa... haa..."
"How's that? Feeling calmer now?"
In response to my question, Han Yu-ra simply lifted her head and looked up at me with damp eyes instead of answering.
Her gaze held a mix of complex emotions—resentment from being forced to say embarrassing things, resignation from entrusting her body to me, and more.
One thing was certain, though. She no longer showed any hostility toward me.
'Heh. Looks like she secretly found that sex pretty satisfying.'
I pulled a set of women's clothing from my inventory. Her original top and bottoms were torn to shreds by me, so they were no longer functional as clothes.
"Here, put this on. You can't stay naked forever."
She silently accepted the clothes I handed her and changed right in front of me. In the process, her well-toned figure honed by years of training, her massive K-cup breasts, and her firm ass captivated my eyes.
'Damn, looking at it again makes me want to go another round.'
Han Yu-ra noticed my blatant stare and blushed, but that was it. She seemed to think that hiding her body now, after we'd gone all the way to anal, would be pointless.
"All dressed."
She said it with her face flushed red.
"Alright, then. Time to head back."
I approached Choi Hyuk-jin first, who was collapsed on the floor groaning. His condition was still dire. I'd hastily used potions to stop the bleeding and heal him, but that was just a temporary fix.
'Gotta send this guy back first.'
I focused my mind on Hyuk-jin's body and the two severed calves lying beside him, then cast Warp.
The destination was near the group of summoners.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Casting Warp on Summoner Choi Hyuk-jin.] Hyuk-jin's body vanished without a trace. Now it was just me and Han Yu-ra.
"Alright. Our turn."
"One thing before we go—is that thing safe?"
"Yeah."
"I'm a bit nervous... but I'll trust you this once."
Yu-ra took a deep breath and put on a tense expression ahead of her first experience with warp-based teleportation.
I pretended to cast Warp directly on her as I approached, then suddenly slipped my arm behind her knees and scooped her up in a princess carry—like you see in dramas sometimes.
"Kyaa! W-what are you doing?!"
Startled by the sudden move, Han Yu-ra let out a shriek.
As her body floated into the air, she reflexively wrapped her arms tightly around my neck. Thanks to that, her massive tits pressed against my chest, giving me an incredibly pleasurable squeeze.
'Fuck, this is the best.'
"P-put me down! I can walk on my own!"
"Quiet. This isn't consideration for you—it's for my convenience."
Now that I knew Warp cost zero but still drained my mental power, there was no reason to split up something I could do in one go.
Ignoring Han Yu-ra's protests, I cast Warp on myself.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Casting Warp.] ◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ My vision flipped, and my body instantly relocated to where the 68 summoners were gathered.
'As expected, if someone else's body is touching mine, they move together. The cost doesn't seem much different from moving solo either. Should test the max number I can take at once when I have time.'
"Whoa, who's that girl? She's fucking gorgeous."
"Is she a defector like that corpse-looking guy who just appeared?"
"Was there a summoner with looks like that near the village? Feels like I'm seeing her for the first time today."
"Same here."
"But why's she being carried princess-style? Don't tell me she..."
The summoners whispered among themselves, but with our enhanced hearing, Yu-ra and I heard every word clearly.
'These punks got real chatty while I was gone.'
But I was in a good mood for once, so I let it slide.
"We're here, so put me down now."
Han Yu-ra seemed plenty embarrassed to be cradled in my arms with all the summoners watching.
"Hurry."
Her voice was louder and firmer than before, so I loosened my grip and set her down.
Han Yu-ra fanned herself awkwardly with her hand—it was straight out of a photoshoot. That's when I spotted Piss-Pants running over from among the summoners.
"Hey, Piss-Pants."
"Sorry I'm late! Joo-hyuk-nim! Did you call for me?!"
Without a hint of hesitation, he admitted his fault for displeasing me, dropped to his knees, and bowed his head before me. His perfect slave mentality made me scrap my plans to recruit a Piss-Pants 2.
"See that guy over there bleeding out on the ground?"
I nodded toward Choi Hyuk-jin, whom I'd just warped over.
"Yes! I see him!"
"Take that guy and the two legs next to him to the healers and get him treated. Doesn't have to be perfect—just patch him up enough so he doesn't die."
"Ah...! Yes, sir! Got it!"
Piss-Pants must've whipped the summoners into shape while I was away, because he immediately summoned a few healers and hauled Hyuk-jin's body off for treatment.
Watching from a short distance away, Han Yu-ra bowed her head to me in gratitude.
"...Thank you."
"For what?"
"For saving Hyuk-jin..."
"No need for thanks. I just did the best I could."
I said words that didn't reflect my true feelings.
Now that I had Han Yu-ra in my grasp, what happened to that guy was none of my business. I'd kill him anytime an opportunity arose.
One male colleague was enough for Han Yu-ra—me.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Joo-hyuk-nim! The emergency treatment on the summoner you assigned is complete!"
Piss-Pants came running up breathlessly to report. With Han Yu-ra in tow, I headed to where Hyuk-jin lay.
There, Choi Hyuk-jin was lying pale-faced, barely clinging to life. And on top of that, his previously missing calves were now properly reattached.
"Hyuk-jin!"
Han Yu-ra checked his condition and let out a sigh of relief.
"?"
I quickly sought out Piss-Pants.
"Hey, what the hell is this?"
"As per your orders, Joo-hyuk-nim, I pushed the healers to restore him as close to original condition as possible!"
"How?"
"The healing below the knees was messed up, so I had them cut out the bad parts with a knife and reattach the severed legs. With multiple healers on it, it's perfect!"
"......"
I had to abandon my brief dream of seeing Hyuk-jin as a wheelchair-bound Asian disabled warrior rampaging through battlefields like some PC game character.
"Piss-Pants."
"Yes, Joo-hyuk-nim!"
"Your next task is to prepare a Piss-Pants 2 as backup in case you're killed by unavoidable circumstances. Get it done within the hour."
"J-Joo-hyuk-nim! Did I do something wrong!? Please give me a chance to make up for it!!!!"
'These guys, pulling shit I didn't even order.'
I clicked my tongue inwardly. Honestly, I'd hoped Hyuk-jin would stay a legless cripple forever. Wheelchair-bound or unable to move without crutches—a true invalid.
That way, I could've pushed for a "merciful" euthanasia under the guise of easing his suffering, pleasing both sister and brother-in-law.
But the healers' unnecessary meddling had half-ruined that plan.
Of course, whether those legs would function perfectly again was questionable, but they were in way better shape than I'd expected.
I shot a displeased glare at the healers. They flinched under my gaze and bowed their heads.
"Thank you... really, thank you...!"
Han Yu-ra tearfully grabbed the healers' hands, thanking them profusely.
Genuine gratitude brought faint smiles to the healers' faces. Watching it twisted my gut, but I didn't voice it.
"Good work. I won't forget your efforts."
I memorized all their faces. You'd need to farm double the points daily from now on.
Stepping away from them a bit, I called out to Piss-Pants.
"You called, Joo-hyuk-nim!"
"Among the summoners here, gather everyone like that guy whose limbs got severed or who can't move properly. Bring them all to one spot."
"As you command!"
Piss-Pants didn't waste time with useless questions like why or what for.
Borrowing my authority, he immediately started barking orders at some nearby male summoners.
"Hey! What are you idiots doing?! Didn't you hear Joo-hyuk-nim's orders? Gather all the injured around here in one place, now!"
His efforts to avoid being replaced by Piss-Pants 2 were commendable.
The summoners paired up and began carrying the injured one by one.
"Agh! My arm! I said my arm's broken!"
"Quit whining, punk. It's better than missing an arm entirely."
"You there! Stop dragging your leg and move it!"
Soon enough, excluding Hyuk-jin, all the summoners classified as "invalids" were gathered in one place. Including both men and women, there were 10 in total. All had ended up disabled during quests—arms or legs turned to mush or severed for one reason or another.
The invalids shot anxious glances, sensing what their future might hold, but unfortunately, I had no intention of meeting their expectations.
Even the able-bodied summoners gulped and watched my every move.
'Good. That's the proper attitude.'
Now only the final step remained to turn them into my faithful slaves.
'I've wielded the whip so far—time to dangle the carrot.'
"Listen up, everyone."
The summoners' shoulders twitched at my voice.
"Today is a joyous day when slaves voluntarily pledged their loyalty to me. A party is essential for such an occasion, so I'll specially treat you all to a feast."
'Though for some, it might be their last supper.'
I swallowed the afterthought and returned to reality.
It was time to let these people, who'd suffered in the Tower, taste the flavors of modern civilization.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Ending activities on Planet #010009 and returning.]