Chapter 97
Chapter 97
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 97
Chapter Title: Royal Road Hero Tale (35)
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Trust is a big issue, no doubt about it.
As the brothel's owner and an information broker, the Madam failing to notice that one of her girls was a succubus is a massive skeleton in her closet—one she absolutely couldn't afford to have exposed.
A brothel madam who can't even manage her own prostitutes? Who'd feel safe going there? Sure, it ended with just a succubus this time, but what if it had been a girl with some nasty STD? The thought alone is horrifying.
And an information broker who doesn't even know her own subordinates' true identities? Who'd trust her enough to buy or sell intel? No way. If she can't manage basic info about her own organization, how reliable could she be?
So yeah, it made sense why the Madam was groveling to me like this, begging on her knees.
"Yeah? I'll do anything."
That said, I never imagined I'd actually get to see a naked dogeza in person.
"Hmmm."
I get why she'd pull something like this, though. From the recipient's side, it feels amazing. The overwhelming sense of conquest brings a rush of catharsis. And when the one doing it is some high-and-mighty figure who usually wouldn't even glance your way? Even better.
"Alright. I'll keep quiet about this."
"Really? Thank you! Thank you so much!"
"But..."
"Yes? Just say it! I'll do anything. Should I spread my legs right now? As much as you want!"
The moment I showed a hint of agreement, the Madam looked up with a beaming smile, thrilled. And without me even asking, she was already getting ready to lie back and spread 'em.
But damn, this lady's pushing it. Sure, it's tempting, but is she treating me like a total sucker? Does she think I'm Siwoo or something? The old me would've jumped at this windfall, but not anymore.
"No, that's fine. As an information broker, just give me the intel."
"Oh...? Come on, no need to worry. I don't hold grudges, so don't be scared, okay?"
"Didn't you hear me? Hand over the info."
When I refused again, the Madam's expression hardened. She must've been frustrated that I wasn't playing along as expected. But knowing better doesn't mean I'm falling for it.
"Madam, you want this, don't you? Be honest."
To drive the point home, I dropped my pants and pulled out my cock. I heard her gulp. When I smirked at the sound, she tried to play it off, but her eyes stayed glued to it. Yeah, just as I thought—a whore's a whore.
"It's been on your mind since you first saw it, right? Can't blame you. It's not every day you come across a monster like this. You wanna give it a spin."
"Oh my..."
As I eyed her naked body and started getting hard, the Madam openly stared at my cock, licking her lips. But... she's chugging kimchi soup when the rice cake's not even on the table.
"Thing is, Madam, you need to be punished, don't you? Right? But would fucking you be punishment... or a reward?"
"Honey... can't you punish me with that thing?"
"Haha, nope. Giving you what you want would be a reward. If you want rewards, earn 'em."
I shut her down firmly, and she crawled toward me slowly, mouth agape as she stared up. Saliva dripped from her tongue as she wiggled it seductively.
"How about now? Can I earn my reward?"
And she lunged for my cock.
Tempting as hell... The way those massive tits swayed as she crawled, the way she wet her lips and signaled for a blowjob—she knew exactly how to drive a man insane.
But no, I'm not actually gonna do it. If I sleep with her now, I'd miss the chance to run this intel broker for free. I can't even use Observe on her, so no guarantee she'd become my cock slave. Better hold back this time.
"You want this that bad, Madam?"
"Yes! Ah, ahh... I want it! Please, honey, give me a chance to earn it..."
I grabbed my cock and lightly slapped her face with it a few times. She looked blissful, loving every second. ...Is the Madam that pent-up? Far from offended, she's thrilled. Kinda grossed me out a bit.
"I already gave you your chance. The info—in exchange for sucking this. Want it in your mouth? Give me intel on Louise. Wanna get fucked by it? Spill on that succubus bitch today. Easy, right?"
"You're so mean... Don't you wanna do it with me? You like it too, ngh! Heh, haa... *slurp*..."
Eh, if I can't get the succubus info, no big deal. It's just curiosity. Even if not, I could fuck her as a consolation prize—worst case, I break even. But Louise's intel? That's a must-have. That's why I came to the brothel in the first place. Gotta get what I came for.
So I paid upfront, big time. That oughta loosen her tongue. Yeah, watching her go to town on my cock like that, no worries here.
It was late at night—way later than usual—when I finally made it back to the inn. I figured it'd be quick, but the day dragged on forever. Sophia was waiting, fuming mad.
"Oppa! Why are you so late?!"
I thought she'd be asleep... Nope. My heart skipped even though I hadn't done anything wrong. She looked seriously pissed, so I threw Siwoo under the bus.
"What...? The brothel?! That guy's insane??"
Once I explained that Siwoo was hooked on the brothel and I'd gone to sort things out with the owner, the target shifted. Sophia ranted about how dirty and pathetic heroes were, and I nodded along in agreement.
Siwoo... karma's a bitch, huh? He'd admit it himself.
For his dignity, we agreed to keep Sophia in the dark about her knowing.
*knock knock knock*
"Siwoo, you asleep?"
*whoosh*
"Hyung...?"
Knew it. Siwoo's eyes were red and bloodshot—he'd been crying nonstop instead of sleeping. What are you, some heartbroken loser? ...Well, yeah, pretty much. Sigh.
Before heading back from the brothel, I'd heard his side. Turns out the commotion during my succubus romp was Siwoo freaking out.
He'd lost it thinking Mary got stolen by another customer. Fucked-up kid obsessed with a whore... Lucky for him, he doesn't know it was me. Dodged a bullet.
"Went to get some intel and heard all about you. You okay?"
Problem is, he heard every moan from Mary submitting to my cock. She said he looked pitiful fleeing the brothel, totally defeated. Damn, unintended NTR on him.
Wait, thinking about it pisses me off. He must've looked like a total cuck from behind, and she pitied him? Guess you gotta be handsome to get that. Shit.
"Sorry... for showing such a pathetic side."
"Mary? She's a succubus. Brothel's in chaos right now. You got charmed, man."
"...For real?"
"Yeah, dude. A hero getting enchanted by a succubus? Get your head straight. You ditched Sophia and went all-in on her? Honestly, disappointed."
"No way! Ah, ahh!"
What a pain. Gotta prop up his male ego too. Sparing him 'cause I'm the bus driver.
Siwoo agonized hearing the truth, but this was better for snapping out of it than moping about betrayal. Self-loathing might hit, but he could blame the succubus charm and recover quick.
Now he'll feel guilty toward Sophia, though—which is good. Heartbroken as he is, he might fall for Louise like this. Hmm... not bad? End result's a happy ending.
Not for Siwoo, though.
The next day, Siwoo and I went to see Louise as usual. She startled when she saw me, then gave an awkward smile. Looks like the sulk's over.
Training was the same brutal grind—sparring nonstop with Louise. Hurt like hell, over and over, but way fewer hits than our first session. Even without Observe, I could kinda predict her sword paths now? Huge progress.
Afterward, things differed. Siwoo was visibly down, and Louise fussed over him a lot. His obvious moping must've worried her. Thanks to that, he leaned on her hard.
"Hmm... was I too harsh today? Didn't think he'd be that wrecked. Maybe dial back the intensity starting tomorrow..."
Oh man, this training freak! That's not it... Hit her with some heavy skinship and temptation now, and she'd fold. Guess she hasn't figured that out yet. Needs more lessons.
"Then I'll head out first... Thanks for your hard work..."
Sparring ended, and Siwoo bailed early again. With how down he was, Louise didn't even suggest dinner. Assuming it was training fatigue, she let it slide. Misunderstanding, but no need to correct it.
Instead, it bought us another private lesson. Louise hesitated, glancing at me, then apologized.
"Um... sorry. I was awful to you. It was clearly an accident, but I overreacted."
"I'm sorry too. I just ghosted for a day without a word."
"Because of me, right? After how I acted... I get it."
"Nah, that wasn't it. Needed to prep for today's lesson."
With that, I pulled out my smartphone and played some porn for her.