Harpies Ensnared in the Web
Inhuman beast... 'Hmm...' Something in my mind whispered that even those harpies plummeting down with their massive tits bouncing in the wind could be conquered by me, but "S...till, a total cheap bastard is kinda meh..." As someone who'd already fucked a wolf beastkin, an elf, and even a dragonkin, gobbling up every last drop of cock-slop from low-tier trash didn't seem like a good look. Swallowing my regret, I turned my attention away from the bitch.
"Nang?" Nangkangi, riding on my head and increasingly feeling the harpies' pressure all over my body, tapped his legs frantically, gesturing for me to do something.
"Leave it. You need to see for yourself what those spider webs you're eating are for."
Nangkangi, who had been tilting his head wondering what those spider webs spreading around me were for if not catching prey, trusted me and burrowed deep into my hair. Unlike when he strutted around the principal or made Park Jisu eat those potato boulders, this was straight-up scared behavior. Fact is, the little guy's not even a year old yet, so it's a natural reaction. I couldn't help but smirk.
'A guy like this has mana quality and quantity on another level... Just what the hell was that egg?'
Born from that weird egg, taking on a spider form due to its influence, and growing without limits as he feeds on my mana—Nangkangi's rapid progress was mysterious, but damn if it didn't make me proud that this was my kid. My shoulders puffed up a bit. Guess it's universal: parents get smug when their offspring turns out badass.
Grinning like an idiot as I walked, suddenly a harpy charged straight at me. Eyes bloodshot, whether hunting prey or a male like the rumors say, the second she entered a certain radius around me—slash! Eerie cutting sounds rang out simultaneously, drawing irregular red lines all over her naked body.
"Kii... eek...?"
Sensing something off with her body, the harpy tilted her head, and that tiny motion triggered it—harpie chunks rained down in an instant.
"See that? This is a booby trap. Heh."
"Nang?!"
Startled and freaking out, Nangkangi carefully nibbled at the spider web connected to my body, putting on an adorable show. Even spiders are cute if they're small and fidgety, right? Especially when you see him as your own kid—the chuckle slipped out naturally as I slowly raised my head.
"Guess I can clean up from the bottom and work my way up?"
From time immemorial, the spider is the fly's greatest predator. With Sahonroeju mastered, countless ways to use the webs flooded my mind. Smirking wickedly, I turned my gaze to the overwhelmingly massive pillar dwarfing the others—and at the same time, spider silk shot from both hands, lifting my body into the air like climbing stairs.
How many webs do I need to weave before the one up there feels threatened? This was my first real aerial battle using only Sahonroeju, and it had me thrilled.
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"Hey... Bernard, you with us?"
"Urgh... Conwell... How long was I out?"
"About four hours."
Thanking Conwell the adventurer for the lukewarm soup, Bernard sat up and downed it in one go before cradling his aching head.
"Whew... When we get back, I'll buy a round—big time."
"You bet. Obvious stuff..."
"Heh."
Strictly speaking, Bernard knew full well that since they'd come as a full party, the goal was to drag back as many survivors as possible to keep the tower short-staffed—but plenty of adventurers wouldn't bother with such mercy. Nodding anyway, Bernard scanned the surroundings with a clearer head, then shot Conwell a puzzled look at the missing comrade.
"Kaul... croaked?"
A reflexive voice echoed from the cave mouth where he'd been hiding.
"Fuck off and croak first, then talk shit."
"Oh... Thought you bit it and I'd save some coin... Tsk."
Grumbling at Bernard's flippant attitude, Kaul returned, took soup from Conwell like Bernard had, and plopped down to chug it.
"Urgh... City rep adventurers reduced to this shit... This is why I bitch about climbing... Gotta retire soon."
"The ones who could retire already did. Yours is hopeless with that spending—you're way past that bridge. Give it up."
"Grr..."
"...Enough chit-chat. What's it like outside? Anything weird?"
As Conwell cut in, watching the bickering duo, Bernard perked up too, clearly curious, and stopped his jabs to listen.
The cave fell silent, water dripping echoing in the hush. Scratching his head awkwardly in the tension, Kaul snapped irritably.
"...How you guys feeling right now?"
Conwell and Bernard tilted their heads at Kaul's out-of-left-field question.
"Hm...? No complaints... Perfect spot for a breather, honestly. Nice find, yeah?"
Kaul smirked at Bernard's words, nodding from Conwell's agreement.
"Got your asses handed to you by harpies and lost your edge... Really no issues? This quiet?"
"Well, quiet... Huh?"
"...!"
We'd just fled a massive harpy swarm—yet here we were, chatting like it was safe? Kaul's words hit, and their faces hardened as realization dawned.
"Yeah... Too quiet. Safe enough for a nap... We faced hundreds of those bitches... How's it this quiet? Not curious?"
Saying that, Kaul ignored his throbbing pains and slowly stood.
"Follow me. Words won't cut it—you gotta see it yourself."
Sensing the gravity from Kaul's firm tone as he headed out, Bernard and Conwell jumped up and trailed him.
Thud. Thud. Crushed pebbles thundered through the cave, but Kaul pressed on unheeding. A faint light grew blinding, revealing a scene utterly unlike any gate they'd known.
Plip... Drip. Drop.
"Gii... eee..."
Between pillars spaced like building columns, faint white threads barely visible to the eye. Glinting beautifully in the sun—but strung with mangled harpy body parts. Monsters with tough vitality: limbs severed, torsos bisected nearly in half, yet wailing in agony everywhere. Easily hundreds.
Nature's grandeur mixed with grotesque horror slammed the trio.
"Sh...it... What the fuck...?"
"...The floor boss ain't a wyvern...?"
Kaul snorted at their uncharacteristically tense top adventurers, leaning against the cave wall. He acted casual, but the chilling vibe had weakened his legs a bit.
"Nah... The one who made that ain't the floor boss. It's a person. An adventurer."
"What...?!"
"...Who...? None of our allies or big shots we know could pull this off—never heard of it."
Shaking his head at their wide-eyed seriousness, Kaul brushed down his goosebumped arms and muttered.
"There is... Some psycho... Heh... First time seeing a guy butcher harpies while fucking one... Damn... Should I try it sometime? Heh."
Kaul laughed weakly like a madman as Bernard and Conwell's questioning gazes followed his to the sky, where a human shadow flickered vaguely.
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"Hm...?"
Sensing a gaze from below, I tilted my head briefly, recalled the adventurer I'd passed, shrugged it off, and kept at my task.
Splat! Thwack! Splat!
"Kyaek! Ek! Uek!"
Fervent production via a harpy kidnapped from a nearby pillar nest. Claws and talons all clipped, her struggles were just pathetic flailing as my hips slammed her airborne relentlessly. Suspended mid-air by webs in reverse cowgirl—but her reactions were no human's. Built for flight, her ass bounced lightly back to my glans' tip with every thrust, drawing a pleased sigh.
"Perfect flying sex species. Optimized for pounding or reverse cowgirl by design? Heh."
No way her pesky feathers were planned, but chewing on the stray thought, I gripped her hips, slammed my cock base-deep, and crushed her pelvis down.
"Kiiik! Iik! Ik!"
Squirt! Splurt! Spurt!
"Whew... Good girl... Felt great, so I'll spare your life for now."
As if understanding, the harpy shuddered violently at the warm sensation in her womb, her dazed eyes rolling. I stood, done.