Chapter 120
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 120
Chapter Title: 118. Disgusting Pig
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"Ho ho. You're just another loser bastard paying to watch this crap, huh?"
I had wondered why a creep like this was even still alive.
Turns out he was tributing cash to stronger monsters around here and got permission from the local boss to set up shop.
Lots of suspicious stuff, but I'm not digging into it right now. That's not what the viewers want anyway.
The audience, eavesdropping on my chat with the pig, flooded the chat window with question marks and "loser bastard."
??? LOSER BASTARD ????
Come on, isn't that a bit pitiful? No idea how old he is, but he got bullied in school, turned into a monster, and now he's still getting trashed left and right—except he lucked into one decent power.
It's all so sleazy. Time to give him a proper beating.
"Come on over here and take your licks!"
Thwack!
I slammed my fist full-force into his solar plexus first.
"Gaaaargh!"
Crunch!
Then I stomped his junk until it shattered completely.
Hey, I went easy. Just crushed it enough so the bones won't work right anymore.
Without his power, he's nothing but a total loser anyway.
All he had going for him was the horde of brainwashed women down below. Otherwise, he's just a greasy lump of pig fat—nothing more, nothing less.
And now, even in that state, he's dragging his wrecked legs trying to crawl away like he wants to live? Pathetic.
I nodded, and Si-woo grabbed his wrecked junk with her bare hand and yanked him forward.
"Gyyaaaaah!"
"Where do you think you're running to?"
"You think you'll get away with doing this to me?"
This cliché setup is so overdone it's boring. Dude's got some big backup behind him. What was it—tiger's got its stripes or something?
Honestly, it did catch me off guard. In the original story, this guy never pulled a line like that.
"Sigh. Still haven't learned your lesson, huh?"
Crunch!
This time, I wrecked the other leg.
"P-Please... spare me. I'll give you all my money."
"Bullshit. Hey, who's your boss?"
"Bomb Murderer Ceres."
"Bomb Murderer Ceres? Never heard of him."
In the original, this chump died in the gate riots because of Yoo Eun-ha's death. But since I'm alive, he survived? Weakling.
What a pathetic Chair King. Worshipping a loser like that. Bomb Murderer? Lame nickname.
"If he died in the gate riots, doesn't that make him a weakling?"
"Tsk tsk tsk. You'd name-drop a scrub like that as your backup? Pathetic."
No bounty on the guy, so he's probably holed up in an even slimier spot than the Chair King.
Question is, how far do I wreck this Chair King?
"P-Please... mercy."
"Who said anything about killing you? Don't worry—you're about to become full-on content."
"Wh-what?"
"Behold, the dildo."
I held up a long purple one for the drone cam.
Got it from Choi Si-woo. A 10,000-won bargain dildo. She hasn't used it either.
She tried a similar model in a different color and said it felt cheap. Exactly what you'd expect from a knockoff.
Perfect for jamming into the hole of a lowlife who deserves cheap crap.
Fuck, wait—don't we gotta look at that pig's asshole now?
Mission guy's gotta show up. Throw something else in, fuck!
I'm kinda into this tho?
Ban that gay fucker already.
The chat exploded. Don't worry, guys. I don't want my eyes—or Si-woo's—terrorized either.
"No need to fret. As a torture master, I can pinpoint this pig's backdoor even through his pants."
So I aimed the dildo right at his ass.
2 mil if the pig doesn't die and it goes right in there.
"Whoa, Nest-Building Carrot! I'll make it crystal clear for you!"
Squelch!
"Grrraaah!"
Perfect hit. Right in the asshole. Proof? The pig's trembling all over but still conscious. No way he came from a dildo, right?
"See? Told you I'm a pro at this. If I were a guy, you'd call me Casanova, right? Admit it."
Aight, true.
But isn't that hole different from this hole's position?
That hole or this hole—what's the difference anyway?
After two or three more thrusts, he finally shut up.
Wait, listening close—his breathing's all ragged. This trash... is he actually enjoying it?
This guy's beyond saving.
"Buhi-hit. Buhi-hit!"
"Holy shit, he really turned into a pig bastard."
This is serious.
The pig went full swine on us, and it was so gross I nearly puked.
I mean, I got the mission payout, but damn, it was nasty.
"Guess you've given up on being human."
Choi Si-woo glared at the pig bastard with pure contempt.
The old Si-woo would've tried to redeem even a creep like this. Too bad the female version's overflowing with killing intent right now.
Still, gotta undo the brainwashing on those girls first, right?
"Hey, pig bastard. I'll wrap this up by dragging your ass to the Association if you play nice. Release those girls' brainwashing."
"C-can't... grroooh!"
Shoved in another dildo. Now his hole's got four crammed in there.
Hole's gaping wide now. Poor guy—won't ever close properly again, even if he lives.
Should've spilled the truth properly from the start.
"Try that again."
"I-it's true! Really! I can make monsters with my power, but I truly don't know how to undo it!"
Yeah, looks genuine no matter how I slice it.
"Si-woo, what now?"
"Uh, killing him should auto-release it."
Oh right, she killed him in the original too.
"For real? Then no point keeping him around."
"H-heeek! You said you'd spare me!"
Crunch!
I brought the axe down on the pig's skull.
Brains and bone shards flew. Ew, gross. Always a pain cleaning axe after head-smashing.
Never planned to let a slave-making pig bastard live anyway.
But here's the fun part.
Kicking around the corpse, I accidentally found a secret room packed with naked, ripped dudes rolling around.
Some locked in small cages, others chained to walls.
And this reeks of dude-stink!
I kicked the pig's corpse again.
"...This pig bastard was gay? Nah, he railed women too, so bi? Si-woo, was Chun-sik a freak like this before your regression?"
"Doubt it."
"Oh, so he was bi originally but used these guys as shields during the gate riots?"
That tracks.
"Maybe. This pig's 'kingdom' is in way better shape this time too."
"Poor bastards. Let's get 'em some clothes at least."
Explains why there were so few guys left—he snatched 'em all up.
"So Chungcheong-do's cleaned up now?"
"Don't we gotta deal with that Bomb Murderer too?"
"Yeah, true."
Wonder where that guy's at?
Reina & Han Su-ji
Dark Elf Reina and Han Su-ji were leading White Flower Cult monsters to pacify Suwon.
But in the middle of capturing villains or forcing surrenders, Reina scowled.
"Haa, pissing me off."
"Grape Flavor, what's up?"
Han Su-ji always felt uneasy when Reina grumbled during her dark elf transformations, like she was the punching bag.
"No, aren't you mad? Yoo Eun-ha's hanging out with that slutty Choi Si-woo."
Yeah, they'd been extra cozy lately.
Back at the penthouse, even during downtime, she'd perch Si-woo on her lap and grope her tits.
Did she make her clothes out of magic or something? She stripped the magic off just the chest area to make it easy for Eun-ha to fondle.
"Eun-ha chose her, didn't she?"
"No, we spent a century together—not her. Now she's taking Si-woo on expeditions too? Han Su-ji, doesn't that bother you? Normally, you pick the partner you wanna be with. Means she's valuing that former-male bitch the most out of all of us."
Everyone knew Eun-ha was a total player. So as long as she wasn't getting pounded by some dude and moaning, they'd let some stuff slide. But this? Over the line.
Keeping ex-male Choi Si-woo closest of all.
As the first heroine to give up her virginity, how could she not be pissed?
"Aww, that's why you're sulking?"
"Well..."
"Isn't it kinda fun? That Choi Si-woo? Hilarious how she's totally changed. Gotta cut her slack—she used to be a guy."
Her personality flipped completely.
Pure female now. Not a trace of the old man left.
Reina and Han Su-ji, clueless about Eun-ha training Si-woo's body, even suspected she might've been a girl from the start.
"Still, she's always groping her chest during talks—holding her tight like lovers."
"Nah, Grape Flavor, Eun-ha does it to you plenty."
"Oh."
Thinking about it, yeah—Eun-ha always took it during dark elf mode. And she enjoyed it plenty.
"She pounces on you—what more do you want? She's even tailoring it to your tastes."
"Can't argue with that."
"Next time, just do it back to her. Scoop up Eun-ha and grope away. Right? Always just rubbing is getting old."
Sounded doable.
Eun-ha always indulged her dark elf side, no matter what.
So maybe scoop her up and tease freely? Not just pouncing and rubbing—mix it up a bit.
"You mocking me? And why are you so chill, Han Su-ji?"
"Me?"
Of course she was chill.
"Honestly, out of us, you're the one with the least experience with Eun-ha, right? Yoo-jeong sunbae has her weird tastes, sure."
"You don't know. She jumps me every dawn."
Han Su-ji covered her mouth and giggled.
"Huh? For real?"
"Yeah. After your mom, she comes to my room. I like getting jumped in my sleep."
Dark Elf Reina's hand trembled on her bow.
How the hell did she learn that? A psycho who gets off on axing heads—but she likes sleep ambushes?
Reina fanned herself furiously, fuming.
"Damn, suddenly burning up. Hey."
"Why the attitude? On your period? Should've become a monster. No more rags."
Grape Flavor Elf took the bait from the axe murderess perfectly.
She thinks someone's PMSing and cranky for no reason.
But she was the first of Eun-ha's girls to become a monster.
Elf, dark elf, monster traits all mashed together into something freaky—but still a monster.
"Honestly, never liked you from the start."
"Ditto. But know what? I got the first kiss. Hehe."
Made her even madder.
Unforgivable. Absolutely. Reina nocked a magic arrow onto her blackened World Tree bow.