Chapter 108
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 108
Chapter Title: Intense Temptation
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Han's raid leader, a young Korean man, turned out to be far more renowned than Miao Miao had anticipated.
Even as a first-year raid leader, he was posting results comparable to mid-tier heroes with solid star ratings, and rumors swirled that his future prospects were incredibly promising. Thanks to that, the Chinese government was showing considerable interest. The military brass felt the same.
'The rumors about the raid leader being obsessed with monsters are true, too.'
One of the facts widely known to the public about Han Minguk was his intense hatred for monsters.
'I thought the stories about him tackling dungeons multiple times a day were exaggerations...'
Typically, heroes only went on raids once or twice a week. Higher-level raids took even longer.
But Miao Miao got to witness those seemingly exaggerated rumors about Minguk firsthand during this expedition. While other heroes rested in the escort vehicles, he dove into every single dungeon without fail, battling the monsters inside.
"We're heading back to Hanoi!"
The armored cars and tanks roared to life.
On the way back, they faced one monster ambush, but it was so minor that the soldiers handled it without the heroes needing to step in. The stragglers from the Hanoi siege had formed a small pack of just four, apparently slipping past military detection.
Bang! Rat-tat-tat-bang!
The barrage of gunfire erupted like popping corn kernels, and the monsters that had attacked the convoy didn't even land a single proper hit before dropping dead. Unless they were elite specimens, low-tier ones could be managed with firearms alone.
And so, Team GGW and the Chinese forces under Colonel Miao Miao's command wrapped up the operation and returned to Hanoi in just four hours.
"There are so many soldiers."
"Can't be helped. This has become the front lines in the war against the darkness monsters."
As they neared Hanoi, the heroes spotted masses of soldiers and vehicles like tanks, all buzzing with urgent activity.
With raid teams now fully mobilizing to curb the spread, the soldiers escorting them and sweeping monsters had kicked off their own operations.
Thanks to that, Minguk caught sight of countless female soldiers—a rarity back in his world. Some who made eye contact even whistled and let out wild catcalls.
For a split second, he imagined what it'd be like if a USO show rolled in: guys stripping down and dancing half-naked. The mere thought was horrifying.
"Male soldier spotted!"
"What? He's ugly."
"Men are sacred just by existing. Looks don't matter. As long as that thing works, it's fine."
Male soldiers popped up here and there, but far fewer than the women—mostly tank crew or drivers. Not a single infantry grunt in sight, the kind they called "ground crabs."
Team GGW's heroes returned to Hanoi, took a brief rest, then gathered in a makeshift conference room. The healer duo of Kendall and Giselle, who'd been chilling at the hotel, joined them too.
Minguk tapped the table to draw the heroes' eyes as they settled in casually.
"Next up, we'll target a [B-1] difficulty dungeon."
"Aren't there still plenty of lower-difficulty ones left?"
"True, but I think this expedition served as a solid warm-up. Plus, other countries might think we're just cherry-picking easy dungeons to rack up clears. Time to prove our raid team's real capabilities."
Minguk smiled at Giselle's question.
To snag a Yellow-grade mana crystal, they needed to take down a Rank-5 monster from a [B-1] dungeon—and a special variant at that.
They could grind low-difficulty dungeons for quota clears and claim rewards later, but Minguk needed a Yellow-grade crystal right now.
'With mana crystals, some heroes can boost their star ratings.'
Sub-tank Tanya Ruth was the prime candidate. Soon, the Bundsen sisters could hit Rank-5 too. Sadly, Minguk and the original GGW core needed a bit more time.
They'd been absorbing the occasional Orange-grade crystals from special Rank-4 kills, but crossing that "wall" heroes whispered about required more mana crystals.
"Who knows? With luck, we might even score a Yellow-grade one."
Minguk shrugged at Tanya. It was a sure thing—five of them, in fact.
"Oh? If a real Yellow-grade drops, Tanya, you could hit Rank-5 soon."
"Why not go for a Rank-5 special variant then, Raid Leader?"
The room buzzed instantly. Tanya, apparently unaware, kept checking her Hero Pad.
With over half the raid team voting yes, the next expedition was locked in for [B-1] difficulty.
It'd run longer than this one. Dungeon clears took varying time, and the final boss Rank-5 might be a regular specimen. Mana crystals only dropped from specials.
"[B-1] difficulty... That's gonna be a grind. And no clue what monsters are waiting. You'll have your work cut out."
"Yeah, healers get drained the most on new dungeon clears, right?"
Yuna patted Giselle's back as she grumbled leaving the meeting. Despite different nationalities, being the same age helped them bond fast.
"...The Raid Leader will guide us."
"Obviously. Why do you think I transferred to GGW? Our hot Raid Leader, duh? Sigh. Gotta pounce soon. He's such a guy hero—high walls and all."
Giselle twirled her hips in a circle as she spoke, making Kendall frown. The untouched Kendall found her sister's brazenness off-putting.
But knowing Giselle's nature, she held her tongue. Speaking up would only make her act out more—she'd learned that the hard way.
Yuna, listening in, tilted her head.
"Huh? You haven't yet?"
"...Yet?"
Giselle mirrored the tilt at Yuna's loaded tone, then grinned wickedly as Yuna clammed up.
"My Korean friend. Sounds like we need a real talk. Care for a chat?"
"Wha—tickles?!"
"Shoo. Sis, head to your room first. I'll catch up after talking with Yuna."
Giselle shoved the protesting Kendall into her room, dragged Yuna to the adjacent one, and dove into an interrogation bordering on threats.
"Kyahaha! W-Wait! I'll spill! Stop! Stop!!!"
Ticklish Yuna cracked fast, spilling everything Giselle wanted.
"Heh. Cartel, huh... Our Raid Leader's a bigger wolf than I thought?"
Giselle shuddered with excitement. Shockingly, her Raid Leader had five raid members in his personal cartel under his thumb.
And on this expedition, Yuna had experienced a fivesome with the cartel girls in a dungeon.
'Stamina to satisfy four women at once? How insanely potent is he?!'
Just imagining it made her core tingle. Pretty face aside, he was a stamina beast in bed.
Pair that with his raid charisma, and Giselle was already heating up. Strong by day, strong by night—what a fantasy hero straight out of an erotic novel.
"Can't wait."
Giselle decided to seduce Minguk tonight. He'd been her target anyway, so action was easy. Time was short too—with [B-1] duties starting tomorrow.
Her steps naturally led to his room. Seduction plan? Already mapped out. True to her passionate Brazilian roots, she'd go straight for the kill. Yuna had spilled his tastes—no holds barred.
"Olà—!"
Giselle boldly flung open Minguk's door, fearlessly entering the dragon's lair. By the time she snapped to, she was already in his arms.
"Eek?! Ahh! Ah!"
Hot breath and taut brown skin like a wild stallion convulsed endlessly against her. Giselle's lower belly, entwined with Minguk, gushed hot fluids nonstop.
Taking his seed multiple times, she hit true sexual bliss for the first time— even squirting. Yuna's tales were all true. If anything, understated.
Giselle had bedded countless Brazilian men. Some tried playing dominant.
"Squeeze tighter."
"Ooooh! Ahhng!"
But Minguk was different. No ordinary wolf—he pinned her down, burning with raw lust. Locking eyes with his feral gaze as he drove into her made her feel utterly exposed. Her body submitted instinctively.
"More, more...! Yes! Fuck! How did I not know about thiiiis... Uwooooh!!!"
Melting in ecstasy, Giselle writhed and whined at him. Sex with the Raid Leader shattered her expectations—blissful, shocking. As he thrust in earnest, her body arched in response.
"Ah! Ah! Aah! Aaaaah!"
Giselle's massive moans filled the room. No regard for eavesdroppers—just pure, uninhibited pleasure. And the next room over housed Kang Chae-young, melee dealer of Memoria's 1st Unit.
"Mm-hmm. Doing great. Back soon? Ah, it'll take a while... You know this isn't some minor gig. Humanity's survival's on the line."
- [example@example@example]
Chae-young irritably scratched her head at her fiancé's whining over the phone. Already exhausted from the brutal schedule, his hushed complaints grated even more.
'Ugh, fine. Wedding delayed by this Vietnam trip—guy's pissed. Stay cool. Be the big-hearted one and understand.'
She steeled herself, feeding him apologies and sweet nothings to soothe him. But his gripes piled on endlessly, unloading every pent-up frustration.
Chae-young's irritation built as she listened. Then—
"Ah! Ah!! Yes! Fuck!"
Random English pierced the air. Her eyes flicked instinctively toward the sound.
Half-ignoring her fiancé's complaints, her ears perked up. That voice... a woman lost in passion with a man.
"More! Aaaahng! Ah!!!"
Bed springs creaked wildly alongside a woman's cries of rapture—no, outright sobbing.
'Third-world hotel? Soundproofing sucks. Some slut rolling with a scrub...'
Chae-young closed then opened her eyes. Her lips twitched into a massive smirk.