Chapter 220 The Darkness Under the Lamp
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Translator: JayM
Chapter: 220
Chapter Title: The Darkness Under the Lamp
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Jeong Yoo-shin looked down at the single-edged sword in his hand.
Aldein's younger sister.
Because of the imprint called Death Blade, her appearance had changed to that of a single-edged sword.
The characteristic of the imprint was the ability to absorb the 'energy' of the owner and the opponent it attacked.
Just as Aldein had said, when his sister spoke to him in his mind, he could feel a chunk of his 'lustful energy' being drained away.
"A cock monster. What's that supposed to mean all of a sudden?"
'...'
The single-edged sword was silent for a moment before speaking into his mind again.
'You shameless bastard.'
"You saw?"
'Yes. Everything.'
"..."
Jeong Yoo-shin felt embarrassed and closed his mouth.
He was ashamed.
He had been caught having sex like a slug under the covers as he held Mion's voluptuous body tightly.
Jeong Yoo-shin rubbed the back of his neck and then sat cross-legged on the bed.
"Let's at least introduce ourselves."
'Beatrice.'
So, Beatrice Ashwood.
"Beatrice, since you've already seen everything, I'll be frank. Will you keep my secret?"
'If I say I'll keep your secret, will you believe me?'
"..."
Jeong Yoo-shin fell silent.
Beatrice had hit the nail on the head.
He had run into the problem of trust again.
'And if I say I won't keep your secret, what can you do? You can't just violate me mercilessly like you did that Earth Mother Goddess priestess.'
A hint of laughter was in the husky voice.
It was true.
Jeong Yoo-shin had normal sexual preferences.
Violating a sword.
It was physically impossible in the first place.
And he couldn't just go somewhere far away and throw her away.
Because Aldein would come looking for her.
He didn't know how strong Aldein was, but he was an elf he didn't want to meet as an enemy.
There was no way.
For now, he had no choice but to stay in Labyrinth City with Beatrice.
Jeong Yoo-shin unconsciously stroked the single-edged sword in his hand.
'Don't touch me.'
A sharp voice came out.
"So suddenly?"
'...'
Beatrice was silent.
In fact…
She had no intention of telling her brother about Skar's identity.
It was because she knew what kind of person he was.
When do people reveal their true selves?
Their original nature comes out in extreme situations.
She remembered the moment she was first held in Skar's hand.
A man standing with a gloomy gaze, a box containing the heads of a gnome family beside him.
For a moment, he had thrown up everything inside him.
But he had immediately filled himself with poison.
It contained an extreme anger towards those who had strayed from the path of humanity.
Beatrice had asked her brother back then. She wanted to go with him.
And at the pub fight that happened in the Eastern District.
He had swung her without sparing his own body, as if he would kill them all.
The pub had turned into a sea of blood.
And at a corner smithy in the West, he had sealed the madness of the labyrinth while listening to the sound of a hammer.
It wasn't something a human could do, but he had managed it with a will of steel.
At that time, Beatrice realized…
He wasn't a weak man in the first place. He had just started swinging a sword a little late.
After that, Skar continued to fight for the weak without change.
This was also the reason why she trusted him.
From the perspective of a long-lived race, he was a fire that burned too brightly. After he died, he would remain as a brand for the rest of her life, lingering in her mind.
Still, she wanted to go with him to the end.
However…
There was one problem.
The more Skar stroked her, the more her body trembled.
It was a strange feeling she had never felt before.
She had swept through the Eastern District with her brother for a long time.
There were more than a few guys who had hit on her, and most of them were crazy men high on drugs and alcohol.
Even if they seemed like normal guys, if you looked a little deeper, they were full of disgusting secrets.
She had no interest in sexuality in the first place, and she felt disgusted while staying in the Eastern District.
But…
Last night, she had seen everything.
Skar's sex life.
The sight of a noble high priestess lying under Skar, crying out like a pig in heat.
The mating was so intense that the priestess's love juice had splattered all the way to the table where she was.
They didn't stop there and continued to mate under the covers.
What would that have felt like?
The feeling of being pressed down and having sex for hours while fully smelling the man's body odor under the covers.
The high priestess's small feet, peeking out from under the covers, convulsed ceaselessly.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the priestess's coquettish hums filled the quiet room.
Excluding the disgusting situations in the Eastern District…
For Beatrice, who had lived in an elf culture where it all ended with just shaking one’s hips and injecting baby-seed, it was a shock in itself.
A strange feeling.
It felt more thrilling than when the younger Skar had held her and swung her with gusto.
But because this was the first time she had felt such a strange and mysterious feeling to this 'degree,' Beatrice was wary.
'Don't touch me.'
"Hmm?"
Jeong Yoo-shin heard Beatrice's voice in his head and stopped his hand.
It was because a hint of urgency was mixed in her voice.
"What's wrong?"
'...'
He felt a strange tension.
Was there a problem?
Jeong Yoo-shin grabbed the hilt.
'D-Don't draw me!'
Beatrice shouted urgently. Following Beatrice's words, Jeong Yoo-shin took his hand off the hilt and looked down at the single-edged sword.
"..."
Then he suddenly drew the sword.
'Ah!'
He heard Beatrice's flustered voice.
Schwing!!!
A sticky liquid dripped onto the floor.
A transparent liquid flowed from the single-edged sword and its scabbard.
Jeong Yoo-shin raised his finger and slowly wiped the blade.
He rubbed the viscous liquid with his fingers. Casual speech naturally came out of his mouth.
"Beatrice, what’s this?"
'...'
There was no answer.
Had she hidden somewhere?
Jeong Yoo-shin rummaged through the wardrobe and took out a soft cloth.
It was one of the tools for maintaining a sword. He had bought it at the smithy but had never used it.
Jeong Yoo-shin wiped off all the sticky liquid from Beatrice’s sword body.
But the more he rubbed the blade with the soft cloth, the more the sticky liquid came out of the sword.
Jeong Yoo-shin held up the damp cloth and sniffed it.
Sniff, sniff.
A strange scent.
It seemed to be a mix of ripe fruit and the soft scent of flesh.
It was a familiar scent, but he couldn't quite remember it.
'S-Stop! Stop it now!'
Beatrice said urgently.
"Alright."
Jeong Yoo-shin returned the single-edged sword to its scabbard and scratched his head.
By the way, why was his head so clear today?
Jeong Yoo-shin opened his mouth.
"Beatrice."
'...'
"The Death Blade imprint. If it absorbs energy to the end, the owner will surely die, right?"
'...'
"You realized I was from another world, but you didn't kill me immediately. I think there must be another reason for that."
Jeong Yoo-shin spoke calmly, then bent his finger and flicked the single-edged sword.
Ting!
"It's safe to say you don't want me to die. What do you want?"
'Your energy.'
Beatrice, who had been silent for a long time, spoke. Her husky voice was still the same, but it was strangely sticky somehow.
"My energy?"
'The Death Blade imprint allows me to return to my original form if I absorb a certain amount of energy.'
Jeong Yoo-shin tilted his head.
"Is there a reason you have to take my energy?"
'It just seems to suit me well. There's no other reason.'
"How much have you absorbed?"
'If I absorb it steadily for about 10 years, I'll return to my original form.'
10 years.
It was a long time.
What should he do?
He couldn't think of any other way than to trust Beatrice.
"Alright. If my lustful energy is okay, absorb as much as you want."
'In exchange for keeping your secret?'
"Yes."
Instead of pushing Beatrice, Jeong Yoo-shin decided to take some time and think.
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3 days passed.
Karin and Ingrid were so busy that they were often away from the inn.
Jeong Yoo-shin focused on his training.
He didn't know why, but it seemed like his skills had improved since his fight with the kin of the Outer God.
Should he say that a blockage had been cleared?
It wasn't that difficult for him to handle various weapons now.
After training his body in the yard, he practiced his [Telekinesis].
He sat at the inn counter, floated a wooden cup in the air, and moved it around.
'You're working really hard.'
Beatrice spoke to him.
"Just doing what I should."
Jeong Yoo-shin answered absentmindedly and focused.
At that moment…
Creak.
Nelia, wearing a white uniform, entered the inn.
Her complexion was haggard. Her face was puffy, and she had deep dark circles under her eyes.
"Skar-nim."
"Vice-Guild Master-nim? What is it?"
Jeong Yoo-shin lowered the cup floating in the air and greeted her.
Nelia sighed and approached the counter.
"You look very tired."
At Jeong Yoo-shin's statement, Nelia rubbed her eyes.
"A lot has happened."
"So what brings you all the way here?"
Nelia bowed her head.
"First of all, thank you for subjugating the kin of the Outer God. A terrible thing could have happened to the city if it was left alone."
"Don't mention it. In the first place, if it weren't for Rex and Gwyn, I would have been dead back then. And the vampire named Vlad from Pandemonium was also behind me."
Jeong Yoo-shin leaned back leisurely in his chair and replied.
"Even so, you were the one who ended the kin's life, Skar-nim."
Jeong Yoo-shin crossed his arms to hide his embarrassment.
Nelia took a pouch from her pocket and placed it on the counter.
"It's 300 gold coins. I'd like to give you more, but this is my limit. Because of my mistake, several clan members died, and I have no money left after compensating them."
"I don't think it was particularly your mistake, Vice-Guild Master-nim, but I'll accept it gratefully anyway."
Jeong Yoo-shin took the pouch of gold coins and put it inside the table.
Only then did Nelia get to the point.
"Skar-nim, would you be able to participate in the official clan meeting that’ll be held at the Explorer's Guild this time?"
"An official clan meeting?"
"Yes. Through this incident, the opinion has been raised that there may be more kin of Outer Gods hiding in the city. At the meeting, various ways to find the kin will be discussed. I would be grateful if you, Skar-nim, the one who subjugated a kin of an Outer God, would attend."
"..."
Jeong Yoo-shin stared at Nelia with his arms crossed.
The latter tilted her head.
"Skar-nim?"
"From what I hear, it seems like only the large clans will be gathering. Am I qualified to participate?"
Nelia managed a faint smile despite her fatigue.
"Skar-nim, you’re the head of the small and medium-sized clan alliance. I don't think you're lacking."
"I understand."
Nelia was about to leave when she clapped her hands.
"Ah! And when are you thinking of getting promoted?"
Promoted?
Jeong Yoo-shin tilted his head.
He had cleared few floors and completed few requests.
"I think I'm still lacking."
Nelia made a dumbfounded expression.
"Skar-nim, you defeated an intermediate-rank high warrior."
"But aren't there several conditions for promotion?"
"You just need to clear the 20th floor and complete a few more requests. Fortunately, thanks to your completion of this investigation request, we can provide you with some convenience. The remaining condition is clearing the required floor, which doesn't seem like a difficult task for you, Skar-nim."
Jeong Yoo-shin nodded.
"I'll think about it for now."
When Nelia left, the inn was once again enveloped in silence.
'That woman doesn't even recognize the person from another world right in front of her.'
Beatrice muttered.
"Right. She's a person who doesn't know that it's darkest under the lamp."
Jeong Yoo-shin gently stroked the single-edged sword and muttered quietly.
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T/N - Damn, the MC’s negative imprints are so OP, to be able to make a sword cum. 😂
Also, sure Beatrice, absorb the MC’s lustful energy. I’m sure nothing wrong will happen if you do that. Imagine if the body she makes with his lustful energy is a lot curvier than her original body…
And done! Transferred every chapter of this novel here. Do take note that I probably won’t be able to start updating this probably until next week as I still need to transfer 2 more novels to this site. (11/25/2025)