Chapter 113
Chapter 113
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 113
Chapter Title: The Moonlight is Truly Nice
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‘The cases where guys with average mana levels encountered some fortunate opportunity and grew stronger were pretty common.
Sure, most of them didn’t last long—they either got taken out by Kim Yu-hyun or got crushed by the villains in turn.’
They were mostly lightweight side characters or ones mentioned only in passing.
In the first place, they hadn’t built up pure mana in their bodies; they’d just temporarily boosted their mana quantity using some special gimmick. So when that boost vanished, they turned into tigers without teeth in an instant.
‘And damn it.
In the end, they all basically had some mana in their bodies to begin with.
Not like this body of mine, which has absolutely zero mana!’
Multiply 2 by 10 and you get 20; even 1 times 10 is 10.
But if your starting number is 0, no matter what you multiply it by, the result is still 0.
That was exactly Sion’s current state.
No matter what bullshit he pulled, he couldn’t escape from zero.
‘So in the end, magic tools or artifacts that inflate existing mana are completely useless to me.
The only option left is something that adds something original to me in the first place.’
All the auxiliary magic tools on the continent focused solely on amplifying pre-existing mana.
There was no need to be kind to someone with zero mana, and since mana eunuchs like this body weren’t common, there was no reason to make tools with them in mind.
“Fuck...”
Sion pressed his forehead and let out a sigh.
At least he had the cloak Lucia had painstakingly made for him after all her troubles, so he wouldn’t get deleted by a single spell—but even that had its limits at Lucia-level magic.
She’d inherited Raido’s blood and was pretty skilled in magic, but Sion knew that wasn’t her true talent.
More than that, the cloak only blocked magic.
If a monstrous brute like Trisha earlier charged at him like a tank in close combat, he had zero ways to defend himself.
‘Is there even a passing mention in the novel of something that could help?’
Nope, nothing.
Of course not.
This novel was about Kim Yu-hyun’s saga as he rose to become the world’s strongest.
It didn’t apply to a mana premature ejaculator like Sion, and he didn’t need to worry about this crap.
The magic tools used by Kim Yu-hyun’s allies were the closest thing, but to current Sion, they were as usable as items with level restrictions and class restrictions—even if he died and came back to life.
‘...Haa.
Guess I’ll just grab those as best I can and use them to spec up the kids.’
Today made him realize Rishida and Lucia’s specs were a bit lacking.
Once Ria fully matured, her title ‘Child Chosen by Lightning’ would activate properly, and Lilith was in a league of her own from the start, so they were fine. But those two were different.
For one, the clear limit of being human—plus one retired early in the novel’s early stages without much growth potential shown, and the other focused solely on magic as her ultimate weapon until she retired too.
In other words, without Sion’s prodding or advice, both had a very high chance of stagnating forever.
‘Absolutely not.
No way in hell, you two!
We’re going all the way together!’
They were women who helped extend his life now and would continue to do so.
Sion planned to squeeze every card he had thriftily to survive as long as possible.
Naturally, not just surviving—warm back, full belly, the works.
‘And well... they’re all my women, so as a man, it’s only right to take care of them.’
Son, if you ever knock one up by accident, bring her home no matter what.
A real man takes care of his woman—that’s a given.
If you ever abandon her, I’ll rain hellfire down on your back.
Sion shuddered all over at the long-forgotten words from his mother.
If someone asked why he was trembling over mere back-smacking, he’d scream at them to take one hit first and then talk.
Anyway, Sion was the type who believed that once you did the deed, you should take responsibility.
In that sense, Rishida and Lucia were ‘his women’ he had to keep unconditionally.
‘Fuck.
Truth is, I’m mostly worried about my own neck first.’
Both would naturally avoid retirement worries if he stayed safe.
Conversely, if his life was on the line, they might’ve lost theirs long ago.
Now it wasn’t just his own safety—he had to be responsible for everyone following him.
Was this the weight of being the head of the household? With that bullshit thought, Sion headed to the garden.
Stuck in his room brooding had given him a throbbing headache, and wandering at night like this wasn’t his usual thing—but tonight, some male instinct welled up wanting to do something out of character.
The moonlight and starlight pouring from the night sky sparkled differently from the afternoon sun.
The garden corner where even castle folk rarely went was quiet to begin with, but blended with the darkness, it felt like a whole other place.
The cool night air and softly shining moonlight soothed his jumbled thoughts.
Sion blankly took in the garden view, lost in various musings.
‘Made it pretty far, huh.
Never thought I’d get this far.’
Honestly, when he’d smoothly accepted Lilith, he’d thought that was a win.
The war with Nudia or picking up Rishida were unthinkable bonuses, and he’d never dreamed Lucia would show affection, demanding hugs with those moans.
That aside?
The palace raid, the slave market, even the monster attack on Klauzen.
Various coincidences and situations clicked perfectly, letting him wrap things up almost flawlessly.
‘And in the midst of it, I made connections with Princess Vanessa and Helen, even secured ‘self-interest’ Trisha.’
But the biggest win was softening the protagonist Kim Yu-hyun’s wariness, earning at least some goodwill if not full trust.
No matter how hard he tried, without Kim Yu-hyun, he couldn’t achieve total victory against the celestials—so having him on side was Sion’s ideal scenario.
‘If I handle the northern barbarians and the southern pirates’ uprising soon, plus resolve the other races issue, Hispania can enter the continental great war without a hitch.’
In the original, Hispania entered the war half-devastated.
Northern barbarian unrest, noble rebellions, southern pirates, and the collapse of Klauzen margrave territory.
In that state, they fell for the bullshit rumor ‘All these deeds were the demonkin’s doing!’ and scraped together every ounce of strength to attack the demons.
Leading the charge: Ludwig, desperate for achievements, and Era, the prince needing a decisive merit to become king.
‘But this time, it’s different.
Princess Vanessa the moderate has gained power.’
And that was all his doing.
He hadn’t aimed for such a chain reaction, but the result was perfect.
“Doing well.”
The words slipped from Sion’s lips unbidden.
If he claimed he wasn’t surprised or scared, it’d be a lie.
Honestly, first sight of Kim Yu-hyun had him seriously rattled.
One wrong move and his head would’ve rolled, so he’d been ultra-cautious—and somehow, here he was.
What’s more, he wasn’t the novel’s Sion Klauzen, the weakest villain—he was positioning himself as the world’s strongest ally.
‘A smart villain never calls himself a villain.’
World destruction or conquest?
That’s crap from third-rate, second-rate villains.
Why destroy the world? Why conquer it?
Both are exhausting with zero gains.
Sion knew full well the most fun and comfy gig was being the power behind the throne.
Hiding behind the hero or playing hero himself.
Devour all the rewards from followers, pin all crimes—real or not—on opponents.
‘I’ll succeed spectacularly, just to show that author.’
Will you even survive?
The author’s reply still echoed vividly.
Seemed like a casual question, but also like a taunt.
Like sneering if the reader could do better than the author—go ahead, try.
Rustle—.
While Sion was lost in thought, he didn’t notice.
A shadow stealthily approached from behind.
So quiet her footsteps on the grass blended into the wind.
Sion missing her presence was inevitable, leaving his back exposed to the mystery figure.
Grab!
“Gahk!”
A sudden chokehold sensation startled Sion into flailing.
He swung his arms wildly; when that failed, he tried screaming—but something clamped his mouth shut, foiling even that.
‘Fuck!
W-what?
What the hell!
Kidnapping?’
First thought: the celestials who’d targeted him before.
Next: the radical elves who couldn’t touch him even in the palace or Klauzen territory.
Common point: both might try eliminating him again.
‘Urk!’
Restricting movement and silencing him—this intent was clearly malicious, obvious even to a toddler.
Sion struggled desperately, but the opponent’s strength overwhelmed him.
Now even his vision was blocked as a palm covered his eyes.
‘...Damn it all.
A-am I just gonna die like this?’
Too complacent, damn it.
That’s when it happened.
Suddenly, Sion’s body toppled onto the grass, lying flat.
For a brief moment, his vision cleared—then darkness returned.
‘...What?’
Something was off.
Very off.
He’d been too panicked at first to notice, but now a sweet, oddly familiar scent filled his nose thickly.
Not just that—soon something moist wet his nose, philtrum, and lips.
Soft, warm, hot, sweet, radiating heat, twitching something.
Liquid seeped between his lips; instinctively, Sion tasted it with his tongue.
Had he ever tasted something this sugary sweet?
He parted his lips and stuck out his tongue without thinking.
“Hnngh!”
In that instant, a very familiar voice rang in his ear.
Huh?
As Sion tried moving his hand.
The soft flesh over his eyes lifted, and before him shimmered a silvery waterfall of moonlight, dazzlingly radiant.
“Hello.”
Ruby-inlaid eyes anyone would believe.
That single word from those plump lips could fell countless men.
Her ethereal, mystical aura under the moonlight made her seem a goddess descended.
“L-Lilith?”
At Sion’s words, Succubus Queen Lilith flashed a dizzying smile.
“Sion.
A bit more.”
“Uh?”
“Stick out your tongue again.
Lick me.
It feels so good.
Ahhn...”
No lie—Lilith positioned her sex over his mouth, gently grinding her hips.
Her intoxicating womanly scent mingled with the succubus’s sweet nectar, flowing in.
That fearsome temptation driving men mad made Sion feel his own arousal swell grandly.
He briefly considered asking her to move, but didn’t stupidly voice it.
Ruining the mood or pushing her away wasn’t gentlemanly.
Slurp—.
Sion extended his tongue as she wanted, lapping at her slick folds.
Lilith arched her back, moaning “Haaah!” in satisfied bliss.
Like quenching a long thirst or dissatisfaction.
The woman fully occupying his face, shaking her hips.
Uncomfortable? Sure, but pleasure outweighed it.
A woman of such dizzying allure and beauty pressing her sex to his mouth, trembling on his tongue, moaning in ecstasy nonstop.
‘Everything’s great except I can’t see Lilith properly.’
Lost in frenzy, shaking her hips, she blocked his view with her thighs.
Finally, Sion subtly raised a hand, tapping her side.
Enough—come down a bit.
“Ahng?
Oh, sorry.
Felt too good.”
Regaining some reason, Lilith stood with a shy voice.
A long silver thread stretched as her rear lifted; now Sion could properly see her stunning form.
‘...Wow.’
Too unfairly perfect—even curses failed him.