Chapter 165
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 165
Chapter Title: Garuda's Guard
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"We've arrived in Xinglong."
"Whoa!"
No sooner had the soldier finished his radio report than cheers erupted from all around. Han Minguk was no exception.
'So many people...'
As befitted a city hosting an entire army group, Xinglong County was overflowing with people. It was hard to believe it was suffering from outbreaks. At least on the surface.
But considering the heroes from other countries decked out in gear marked with their Gear Scores who kept popping up here and there, you could feel just how dangerous it really was. Everyone's faces looked cheerful enough, but the air hanging over the city felt heavier than even Beijing's.
Maybe it was the thrill of a whole week off?
"Wonder if there's a decent cafe around? I'm craving something sweet."
"It's wartime, so it's a bit nerve-wracking... but there has to be, right?"
"Of course there is. We had some in Hanoi, didn't we?"
On the way from Xinglong County to their lodging, the team members never stopped chattering for a second.
Mostly about food. Strangely, no one mentioned just crashing at the dorms.
It felt like when you finally collapse into bed after an exhausting day but still reach for your phone—body tired, but that stubborn urge to have fun anyway.
Makes sense, though. It was like soldiers on leave... They probably didn't want to rest in the barracks even if they had to.
"Raid Leader Han Minguk, sir. This is your lodging."
"Ah, thank you for your trouble."
"Not at all. It's an honor for me to assist a hero who's fighting monsters without sparing himself for the people of China."
Minguk nodded and returned the greeting to the driver of the armored bus.
He hadn't been used to this kind of treatment at first, but after a similar experience in Vietnam, he could handle it smoothly now. Come to think of it, Chinese military had escorted them back then too.
The lodging was in decent shape.
Not quite hotel-level, but overall clean, and the housekeeping was spot-on. They must have put extra effort since it was for foreign heroes.
"Alright, from now until ten PM tomorrow night, you've got free time. We'll be back on schedule the day after, so manage your condition wisely on your own."
Minguk gathered the team and made the announcement. Cheers exploded again at the mention of rest until tomorrow.
It sucked not getting Green-rank crystals for two days, but rest was rest—you had to make it count. And seeing them so hyped made him glad they'd decided on two days off in Xinglong.
"So, Raid Leader, what are you planning to do from here?"
Amid the excited buzz, Nayeon asked.
"Hmm."
Her stiff, soldier-like speech from a high schooler still felt unnatural no matter how much time passed. After a brief think, Minguk chuckled.
He spotted a few heroes behind her watching with barely concealed anticipation. Looked like the maknae had been volunteered to ask.
Too bad for them—Minguk had zero interest in heading out for sweets or coffee.
"I'm gonna crash hard."
And while he was at it, watch some raid footage on his tablet.
Ideally, streams from top raiding parties in real-time. Like checking out the French Imperial Guard's skills firsthand.
Sure enough, plenty of streams were going from parties tackling temporary outbreak dungeons.
"...No dice."
But no stream from the French Imperial Guard.
Instead, he found one from the British top-tier party 'Knights of the Round Table,' clearing temps south of Xinglong toward Qingdao.
The Knights were tackling a 【A - 1】-difficulty dungeon.
True to its high difficulty, the clear schedule was long—two days, packing in a thousand Revival Stones just to enter.
Comments noted that as one of the absolute elite parties, others would take three or four days.
"Hmm..."
Watching the live stream, Minguk's expression hardened.
The Knights' tries were textbook. Wiping repeatedly to boss patterns, devising counters, then retrying.
Once combat experience built up, they'd push forward. But...
"Their leading feels rigid. They're missing timings to unload DPS... No, pull back now."
Boss monsters in these dungeons had insane power.
Ten heroes had to move like one body to clear. But syncing wasn't enough—you needed skill too.
Trial success odds? About 30% team play, 70% individual prowess.
And drawing out 100% of that prowess? That was the raid leader's job. Amid the chaos, pinpoint DPS windows and safe spots, call them out.
"Burst there... No, dodge now."
Minguk sighed repeatedly at the Knights' tries.
Not newbie level. But not enough for Minguk's world-first eyes.
In GGW terms? Cleared normal mode, dipping into hard—solid mid-high tier.
"Sigh."
Yet viewers showered the stream in praise.
Seeing the chat made him sigh again.
He'd felt the same watching America's Delta Force before. Global raids just seemed... lacking. Sudden crises? They crumbled.
One death and instant wipe call, banking on Revival Stones. While he was deep in a try, a knock echoed.
"Come in."
The door creaked open, and a woman slipped in shyly. Shiranui Mai.
"W-Watching your tablet? Mind if I hang out a bit?"
"Everyone else?"
"They all went out."
Minguk nodded knowingly at Mai's reply.
She plopped onto the bed, staring at him like a pet craving affection.
Mai's position in the party was a bit ambiguous.
Not her raid role—she was a Japanese prodigy, pumping melee DPS alongside Kim So-jeong every try.
Team didn't dislike her. But her past as a monster-corrupted Working Girl built an invisible wall.
'Strictly speaking, she put up the wall herself...'
Minguk glanced from his tablet. Eyes met; Mai flushed, startled.
Anyway, Mai had been a Working Girl but broke free somewhat thanks to Minguk. Why else?
'She's especially devoted to me.'
He looked at her again.
With everyone out, her reason for coming was obvious. About time for her corrupted mana to boil over.
Minguk closed the tablet.
"Ah..."
Mai rose from the bed.
And approached slowly. Corrupted mana swirled her body; her mind filled with thoughts of cock.
"S-So then..."
She slipped between his legs on the chair, easing out his manhood. Staring at the throbbing monster:
"Raid Leader's cock is always such a beast."
Most guys hate women touching theirs.
Not Minguk. He loved showing it off. Loved women worshipping it.
Mai caressed gently, starting her service.
Smooth lips engulfed deep, saliva coating, tongue tracing the shaft meticulously.
Like savoring gourmet cuisine. Once slick, she teased the glans by hand, licked his balls tenderly, or played with his nipples.
"Mm..."
Mai's style was pure devotion.
Who knows her original? But Kim So-jeong influenced it. For reference, So-jeong—married mom—was the party's sluttiest.
- Our Cartel's master, with boundless mercy, offers to sate a Working Girl's urges. So crawl over, lick his feet, and swear loyalty, you filthy bitch.
So-jeong had said that right in front of Minguk, as a special quest tempted him to fuck the writhing Mai.
That first time lingered intensely; Mai treated him with utmost care.
Her devoted service ramped his arousal plenty. Lips grazing the glans, she looked up.
"Suck."
Permission granted, she parted her lips slow. Tongue work enveloped the head.
"Chup, slurp..."
Tasting cock after so long, Mai struggled with her lust. Wanted to pounce like a beast, pin him down.
But superhuman restraint—she gave light sucks, then deep-throated.
The familiar, longed-for flavor.
"Gulp..., glurk!"
Savoring it hitting her throat, she pulled back slow. Thick saliva strands snapped.
Hot pulses in her mouth, choking male musk.
That thick cum she'd swallowed countless times. Recalling it all flipped her switch—or had been on.
"Ah, aah."
Her eyes burned with hunger at his cock.
Bed creaked; real action began. Minguk grabbed her tits, thrust in; she wrapped legs around his waist.
"Ah, aaah! Raid Leader! Yes! So good!"
Hot moans as she bucked her hips.
Long hair and huge breasts bounced wildly each time. Seeing her face lost in pleasure as she rode him surged power below.
Not their first rodeo, but never got old.
Mai too—fucking him blanked her mind to nothing but lewdness.
"Oogh! Ooooh! Aaa!!!"
His cock pounding deep drew beastly cries naturally.
And when thick semen filled her, Shiranui Mai screamed "Long live Korea!" and came hard.