Chapter 207
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 207
Chapter Title: Chapter 207
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 207
Chapter Title: Fun Broadcast Filming
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'Everyone seems pretty bored.'
In the few hours he'd been filming the broadcast, over fifty texts had piled up on his phone.
Normally, dungeons blocked communication devices, but this one Minguk had entered with Shin Ji-min hadn't even been rated—it was that basic—so the mana interference was minimal.
That meant he could use his phone without issue. Most of the messages were from Team GGW members anyway...
‘I know you're busy with the dark monster problem... but aren't you being too neglectful toward me lately? Didn't you promise to give me more attention than anyone else in your cartel? (sob)’
Kim Tae-yeon, the third-generation heir of Raon Group who'd accepted him as her first man, was there too.
"Ahh."
Come to think of it, it had been months since he'd seen Kim Tae-yeon. It was all because of the dungeon breaks. No matter how much she missed him, she couldn't just waltz into a dungeon break site.
‘Since it's come to this, tonight...’
Spending time with Tae-yeon didn't sound bad. If things went well, maybe a threesome with Jo Soo-young.
Even if not, molding Kim Tae-yeon to his tastes wouldn't hurt. Since he was her first, she was still clumsy at sex despite her age.
Minguk was about to text her to set something up when—
Kieeeek!
A chilling shriek rang out as a monster charged at him.
"Annoying..."
Minguk casually twisted his torso to dodge, then channeled mana into his fist and smashed it. No need to draw a weapon for trash like this.
Puk!
"Gulp."
Shin Ji-min flinched involuntarily as the monster's face caved in with a crunch and it flew off into the distance.
The dark monster that had lunged at Minguk was small but named-grade. No way she could beat it, even in her dreams.
‘Fuck... why's a guy this strong?’
She hadn't even seen his fist swing. He'd been called a healer, but were top healers all this intimidating?
But the 6th or 7th-rank healers she'd met didn't have this presence. And Minguk was a male hero, not a woman.
‘Thought I lucked out snagging a guy...’
Maybe she needed to rethink that. Her eyes were feasting, but his actions suggested she'd hooked a bad one.
Plus, Minguk wasn't just any raid leader for an all-female party—he'd fought minions of the Twelve Calamities during dungeon breaks.
‘Still, he's fucking gorgeous. Bet some girl in Team GGW's already eaten him up. Jealous.’
Shin Ji-min glanced at Minguk's profile. Fiddling with his phone as he walked, he looked like a painting come to life.
Imagining him naked on a bed made her down there dampen on instinct. Stripped bare, he'd probably taste clean—no fishy smell.
And though she couldn't tell for sure, his dick looked big. Nothing like her thug boyfriend.
"Shin Ji-min."
"Y-yes?!"
His sudden call startled her, and she whipped her head toward him.
"...Why so jumpy?"
"N-no reason! G-goblin! Thought I saw a goblin!"
She blurted it out desperately. Having fantasized about fucking Minguk moments ago, her feet tingled with guilt.
"Anyway, we're heading this way. You take point from now on."
"M-me?"
"Yeah. Problem?"
"What if monsters show? With my skills..."
"Fall back then. I'll handle it first and decide on coaching after."
Shin Ji-min nodded and cautiously stepped ahead.
‘Did I stare too obviously? That's why he wants me up front? Damn. Should've been subtler.’
With revival stones, death wasn't scary even if monsters came. But she wouldn't get to see Minguk's face—that was disappointing.
Minguk pocketed his phone after texting Kim Tae-yeon and eyed Shin Ji-min's back.
‘Hmm...’
Her outfit was a crop top and dolphin pants.
Not normal clothes. Even in a weak dungeon, entering without armor was suicide with her skill.
‘Definitely Gear Score armor.’
It suited her perfectly, like she'd picked it just for that.
Her hips swayed enticingly—not on purpose, but firm and spankable. Round and taut, begging for a slap.
‘If I push, she'll fold easy, right?’
She'd been ogling him shamelessly, even licking her lips. Obvious what she was thinking. For her level, meeting a handsome hero-level guy was probably a first.
In this world, to snag a capable or hot guy, women needed superior wealth or power.
Still, Minguk had no plans for hot action with Shin Ji-min right now. First, stick to the filming goal. As Dam-i said, turn her into a proper hero regardless of talent.
‘But...’
His eyes kept drifting to her wiggling ass. The English words and musical notes tattooed on her thigh were plenty to stir his lust.
Minguk followed, admiring the view, until goblins appeared. He stopped.
"Looks like we're there."
Per his intel, these green-skinned goblins only showed in the dungeon's latter half. They'd nearly cleared it, skipping mandatory nameds.
"Let's check your combat skills first."
As Minguk started coaching, the drone camera began filming them.
He had her 1v1 a goblin to gauge her technique.
"Fuuuuck!!! Die, you goblin shit!!!"
"Hmm. No fear, at least."
Her swings were clumsy. But she had grit—fearlessly pressuring the goblin without holding back.
She won, but wildly flailing left her with major wounds. Minguk healed her lightly and asked,
"Got grit... but one question. Why daggers as your main weapon?"
"...Familiar?"
Shin Ji-min pondered before answering.
She'd chosen daggers because she'd handled them a few times pre-mana awakening. That was it.
Hero Academy suggested switching, but she'd blown it off while fooling around with her thug boyfriend and stuck with them.
Minguk took her dagger and said,
"You know how to stab. But with short-reach weapons like daggers, you must hit vitals precisely. That's how you deal real damage."
A goblin nearby drooled at them.
Minguk approached and stabbed its vital lightning-fast.
"Ki, kieek?"
The goblin toppled with a baffled look. Instant death.
"...Fucking badass."
Shin Ji-min's heart raced watching. That was the dagger play she'd dreamed of. It slipped out reflexively.
"C-can I do that too?"
"To some extent."
"How?"
"Start with fixing your stabbing stance."
Thus, Minguk began teaching her dagger arts.
Learned in VR games, but usable with mana here, sharing movement know-how was easy.
"Like this?"
"Not bad at stabbing, surprisingly."
"I swung knives a bit back in the day. Oh, too scary for a pure boy like you?"
"I swung daggers plenty in my day. Hundreds of monsters died by my hand."
"...Sorry."
Surprisingly, she kept up well. But Minguk was the type who loved drilling repeats until Team GGW wanted to puke.
"Sh, shiiit...!"
Another goblin appeared, and an unstoppable curse escaped Shin Ji-min.
She'd lost count—definitely over ten.
‘Not even human, fucker!’
Coaching for her hero license was fine, but this felt like a push to die. Problem was, she couldn't even die to rest.
Whenever she took heavy damage, Minguk healed her instantly. But it wasn't just dungeon monsters wearing her down.
"What, goldfish memory last three seconds? Why move like that?! Stab fast and precise! How many times I gotta tell you? Even my house dog would get this by now!"
"Mana's your form! Why stab with brute force when you've awakened mana? Think you can overpower a goblin raw? Go bare-handed then! Want goblin gangbang and end up a Working Girl? Ruin your life like that?!"
"Swing a dagger like that, just grab a club! Higher DPS!"
Minguk turned drill sergeant the second real coaching hit. His rough tone at her mistakes shattered her focus. He even dropped sexual insults no normal guy would.
Worst, his angry cursing looked insanely sexy. Body aching, eyes feasting—that was her vibe. And...
Puk!
"Huh?!"
The odd hand sensation made her yank back from the dagger lodged in the goblin's vital.
Critical hit. Instant death.
Not as clean as Minguk's, but a vital success. As she shivered recalling the feel—
"Good job!"
Minguk swept in and hugged her tight.
‘F-fuck...?!’
The sudden skinship nearly broke her brain. Not camera fakery—this was real, crushing embrace.
She felt his hero pecs fully. Nothing like her fat thug boyfriend.
Hot guys even smelled good. She wanted to bury her face in his chest forever. Hell, lick his nipples.
‘Ugh. Going crazy. If no camera... wait, even then I couldn't touch.’
If he were average, she'd pounce. But he was a top hero—untouchable even by dozens like her. She sighed inwardly.
"Now, shall we fuck her already?"
A weird whisper in her ear.
She jolted, lifting her face. But Minguk just eyed her oddly.
‘...Am I that starved? Hot guy's got me hallucinating. After filming, call that thug.’
Her boyfriend's dick was small, but he came when called. Better than dildos—real dick feel, somewhat special.
Though post-sex self-soothing took longer.
Vital stabs succeeded, but goblin training dragged on. Needed three solid feels for the hand memory before exit, per Minguk.
As Shin Ji-min stabbed away, relishing the sensation—
Kieeeek!
A sharp cry pierced her ears.
"Fearless bastard."
A goblin charged Minguk. She felt zero worry. He punched nameds bare-handed.
But...
Kwang-duk!
Unexpected accident. Minguk batted the goblin's weapon; it spun and pierced the drone camera dead-center.
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