Chapter 127
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 127
Chapter Title: 125. Back to the Elf Kingdom (2)
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Soft and plush, bouncy and firm, not sagging even a little—these luscious tits. Heh heh heh.
I was rubbing my face in that soft cleavage when I felt Rachel and Reina glaring at me from both sides.
"This isn't the time for that, is it?"
"Exactly. The situation's urgent right now, you know?"
Reina and Rachel grabbed my cheeks from either side and yanked.
They were right. This wasn't the moment. I sat down in front of the chuckling matriarch.
"Ah, do you know about the Death Dragon Magnut?"
Even Rachel, a descendant of the fallen Elf Kingdom, knew of its existence, so she probably did too.
"Death Dragon Magnut. Where did you hear that name?"
"Came to fetch the bastard."
"That thing's sealed away."
She knew about the Death Dragon Magnut.
Sealed away—did that mean the Demon King would unseal it later?
"Just tell me the location. I promise I won't let it harm the Elf Kingdom."
"Sigh. What a pain."
The Elf Matriarch, Elineu, looked at me with sparkling eyes full of expectation. Reina and Rachel made faces like they were done with it.
No way, was she trying to flirt with me right now? When I needed to catch that Death Dragon?
With no choice, I approached the matriarch and pulled her into a tight hug.
It was the king's order, so neither Rachel nor Reina could interfere recklessly. After all, in the Elf Kingdom, Elineu was the boss.
"Come on, cut it out. Just tell me."
"O-okay. Okay, just don't give me those puppy eyes."
The matriarch loved that pathetic, pleading look like a dog's.
And kneading her from the top down was the cherry on top.
I pressed firmly below, and wetness quickly pooled there.
Her insides throbbed and clenched.
"Fuck, I can't take it anymore!"
I shoved the matriarch to the floor.
"Kyaa!?"
"Rachel, don't stop me. I can't just leave this soaked bitch queen alone!"
Go catch the Death Dragon while ignoring this curvy slut who gets dripping wet from a touch? Insane. No way.
I had to fuck her first. Who knows what'll happen with the Death Dragon? At least once, right?
"Ahh♥ This is troubling~♥"
Saying no but not resisting properly. All talk.
Turning down a served meal on a silver platter is for idiots. Especially when a thick-bodied babe like this flirts right in front of me.
"What kind of moron rapes a queen anyway."
"This is mercy sex. Look—if it was rape, her pussy would be bone-dry, right?"
Check this out. Just a light touch, and her panties were soaked through.
The female scent wafted perfectly. This was prime milf aroma!
"Wait, what the hell. Seriously?"
A garter belt? She was even wearing a garter belt? She came prepared today.
"Knew I was coming?"
"No."
"Then who were you hoping to get fucked by? Such a lewd matriarch."
I lifted her and tossed her onto the bed face-down.
"Rachel, Reina—keep watch."
"Wow, eating the queen now? Making his own wife and girlfriend stand guard? Didn't think it'd get this trashy."
These eras always trended toward the dramatic.
I clung to her pent-up body and licked her all over like a dog.
Sliding my tongue down her cheeks to her neck, collarbone, then to her breasts, lapping away.
"Mom, how did you spend a hundred years with a dragon like that?"
"Beats me. Should've known when he fucked me relentlessly for a century without getting bored. Or maybe the queen's at fault from the start."
Right. The matriarch was partly to blame.
"What can you do? If Her Majesty likes it."
Even while badmouthing me behind my back, they kept watch. I'd definitely get that mother-daughter combo later.
Why the hell was the matriarch's pussy pink, anyway?
Slurp, slurrrp.
I peeled off her panties while licking, revealing her slick pussy lips.
Licking those lips sent her juices flowing over my tongue into my mouth.
Damn, this was honey. The queen's nectar was top-tier.
After sucking a couple times as the mood heated up, I wanted to slide in.
"Wait. I don't have time for a long session."
"Huh?"
I was about to whip out my tail when the matriarch stopped me, put her underwear back on, and gave a wry smile.
Fuck? What the hell?
"I have to discuss the empire's refugees with my ministers."
"Damn slutty matriarch. Teasing me when you're like that?"
I was all fired up, and now she was messing with me?
Was she serious? My cock was burning hot down there—stop now?
Quit here, and who knows when next time?
I couldn't stand for this. No forgiveness.
"It's been so long, after all."
The matriarch flashed a seductive smile.
Been a while, so tease the great evil dragon like this?
I felt her pussy cool right down.
But if I let her off now, she'd pull this shit again.
"Just service and bail, huh? Unforgivable."
"Huh?"
"Never thought I'd use this."
I pulled the chastity belt from Geum Tae-yang out of my subspace.
Shove the dildo I made inside her and lock it with the belt.
Controllable by my will, so if she misbehaves, she'll squirm in front of her ministers today.
"Here, put this on. Or I'll never look at you again."
"No, this... this is a bit much."
"I'll fuck you like a dog later. Just tell me the seal's location."
In the end, she had no choice but to stuff my scale-made dildo in her pussy and lock the belt.
I got the Death Dragon info from the belted matriarch.
"T-take this off."
"Enjoy the edging, matriarch. That's your punishment."
I ignored her pleading and left the Elf Kingdom with Rachel and Reina to hunt the Death Dragon.
"...Sudden thought, Mom."
"What?"
"Wouldn't a chastity belt suit Yoo Eun-ha's worn-out mutt pussy better?"
The elf mother-daughter pair suddenly spouted nonsense.
A chill ran down my spine.
"That's a good idea?"
"Hey, I'm your husband and boyfriend—ain't that too much?"
Next thing, they'd belt me while I slept?
"Wash that lower hole stinking of other women first, then talk—while making me suck it."
"You did it to my daughter too? Hell, who keeps a wife and then steals her daughter?"
Rachel glared at me.
Weren't they a bit late to complain about mother-daughter relations?
And honestly, wasn't it hot? One bitch licking the pussy another had rubbed.
What's so bad? They're all my bitches anyway.
For the record, I'd taken Rachel and Reina's pussy juice showers.
Plus, they'd both sucked my dick smelling of each other's pussies.
"Getting sucked feels good, duh."
"You're teaching Ray all your bad habits."
Hell, why's it my fault? Ray just learned the glory of dick young.
Still, sucking my nipples might be a stretch for a stepdaughter.
"The nipple-sucking's iffy. But she just inherited yours perfectly?"
Anyway, worth getting mad over, but not that mad. Forgivable at this level.
"You proud of that?"
"If you can't say it..."
The mother-daughter duo nagging from both sides was driving me nuts.
"In Rachel's era, it was northwest of the ruined Elf King's capital, right?"
"Her Elf Majesty said it's still in the dragon's nest northwest."
"...Isn't that name too on-the-nose? What kind of dungeon's called that?"
I hoped it wasn't what I thought.
"Looks like it really is a dungeon. Says there are traps."
"Hm, let's go."
Ah, this'd be a hassle. Good thing I fixed the 100-year time gap bringing Rachel back.
Now Korea and the Elf Kingdom's time flowed in sync.
[Master. You must acquire the Death Dragon as soon as possible. From the moment the time gap was severed, Korea and the Elf Kingdom's timelines have begun synchronizing. They now flow completely in unison.]
If it was warning me this hard, it was already dire.
If I didn't snag the Death Dragon quick, Seoul would be a sea of flames by the time I got back.
Good call not fucking the matriarch. Later for that.
Side—???
Around the time Yoo Eun-ha headed to the Elf Kingdom for the Death Dragon, the world's eyes were on Northeast Asia.
Korea and China had gone to war. With their deep historical ties, it drew massive attention.
Newspapers worldwide splashed "Korea-China War" in huge headlines on page one.
Western nations had few ways to back Korea as China claimed, short of cutting all ties—which some did.
Those knowing Korea's hunters figured Korea would win 100% despite China's numbers, but news of Sin-related involvement made victory uncertain. The revived Yellow Dragon was another wildcard.
Even if the dragon was subdued, Seoul would be wrecked, refugees flooding Japan—that was the consensus.
[Seoul=New Seoul News] Reporter Na Dae-gi = Baeg Hwa, leader of the villain group Baeg Hwa Church in Songdo, has reportedly directly proposed to the president deploying 50,000 monsters as 'righteous rebels' in the war against China.]
At least Baeg Hwa supporting with troops was good news.
Monsters didn't eat food and outclassed humans, so they'd help for sure.
Veteran C-rank hunter Park Yoon-chul, watching war news, had once been selected for the Hunter Air Force.
He'd trained on mana-powered fighters like the Crow for intercepting potential aerial gates, earning more than a typical C-rank. But Ha Jung-seok's meddling disbanded the air force, leaving him guildless and unemployed.
Fine up to there—Cheonsan Group surrendered projects over budgets too. But that bastard Ha cut support for D and C-ranks.
Scraping by on low dungeons for daily bread, now war too? Life sucked.
Then a shitty text hit Park Yoon-chul.
[Yongsan Airfield: Korean Hunter Air Force Assembly]
"Fuck. Why air force recall now?"
Hungover from cheap soju last night, now report to Yongsan immediately.
Air force assembly. Yongsan Hunter Airfield had become a training spot post-disbandment, but now renamed and Choi Cheol-sik calling shots.
Park arrived via association-approved scroll.
Over a hundred other hunters were there.
Hundreds of low-rank hunters grumbling, Choi Cheol-sik standing imposingly ahead—Park snapped.
"Didn't you disband the Hunter Air Force for lacking discipline unlike old military?"
"Yellow Dragon's crossing the West Sea straight for Seoul."
Choi's words hit hard.
Straight for Seoul? How fight that massive dragon?
For real? C-ranks in fighters buzzing it?
"You telling us to stop that giant thing? It's huge!"
"No way? That's suicide."
"President asshole ordered it. Figures with all that air force revival bullshit."
"Korea's got world's strongest hunter power. First-gen Divine Sword, second-gen users, guild forces."
Others rebelled too.
"China's steering it straight to Seoul. If we can't stop it at sea, even if we do, its breath ends Seoul."
"Egg vs. rock—same difference?"
Mana fighters beat pre-cataclysm jets, but against a dragon barely beaten by Divine Sword? Bullshit.
"Baeg Hwa says he's bringing forces that can beat the Yellow Dragon with his 50k monsters."
Lucky if true—but lies?
Park was a Baeg Hwa fanboy, even donated.
Loved him yanking Ha's hair. But this was different.
Now? Hard to buy even with army support.
Monsters were selfish—Baeg Hwa might bail.
"You trust Baeg Hwa? How's he bringing anti-dragon forces?"
"Better move the capital?"
"Then it burns the whole peninsula."
"So we're cannon fodder?"
Blackmailing the nation.
"Fire missiles from behind and bail. Mana-made, it'll block its flight."
"No choice then."
Hit-and-run missiles might work.
"Yeah. Run anywhere, you're dead. Fight for your families. Hit and retreat."
"Fuck this country. Gives nothing, just sends us to die."
"C-rank Hunter Park Yoon-chul."
"What, wrong? Hunters slaving away, Ha that fucker flips the system—C and D-ranks everywhere sucking thumbs. Now sending us to die?"
Apologized for disbanding with pocket change, now to death?
"Gonna run?"
"Who wouldn't? But China's swallowing everything anyway. Gotta find a survival shot."
Only option: hit-and-run on the dragon. Boosted odds.
130 active C-ranks became Crow pilots again.
June 25. 300k Chinese Beijing hunters assembled in Shenyang crossed the Yalu, sweeping North Korea southward.
June 26, 6 AM. Yellow Dragon from Nanjing headed west for Seoul.
June 26, 8 AM. 140+ Crow fighters from Yongsan blanketed Seoul skies, sortieing west.
The Korea-China Hunter War curtain rose.