The Way of the Sword (3)
Path of the Sword (3)
"Kyaa, kyaaah! Nooo...!"
My delicate cry echoed hollowly through the forest.
Of course, there was no rescue from a knight on a white horse.
After all, I had deliberately come to a place where no signs of human presence could be felt.
"Kireek! Kireereek!"
In response to my acting—which couldn't even be called flattery—the goblins grinned gleefully, as if delighted.
To think they'd be fooled so easily.
Even these cunning goblins only possessed the intelligence level of mere monsters.
"Ah, no! Stop!"
Three goblins had now approached right before my eyes.
As I watched them with seemingly frightened eyes, they began to violently tear my clothes apart.
"Kyaaah!"
Simultaneous with my soulless scream, the old dress I was wearing was completely stripped off.
My pale, naked body, finally exposed under the violence.
The goblins, with tents pitched in their lower bodies, drooled incessantly.
"Kireek! Kireek!"
"Hwuuk..."
My voluptuous breast mounds, slightly erect nipples, and already soaked privates were all exposed to them.
As I pretended to cover myself while sobbing, they grabbed my body.
"Kireek!"
After forcing me to lie down, two of them pinned my arms, and one spread my legs apart.
As my crotch opened wide, the love juice that had flowed down to my thighs stretched stickily like threads, splitting apart.
"S-stop it! Please..."
"Kireereek!"
Due to my lewd naked body, the excitement level of the three goblins seemed to have reached its peak.
The goblins, shouting excitedly, unfastened the raw hides covering their lower bodies.
What appeared were three green cocks, thrusting up powerfully as if clinging to their bellies.
Their testicles were swollen taut, and veins bulged on their shafts, showing how much desire had built up.
As befitting monsters of lust, they were of an extraordinary caliber.
For a moment, I hesitated, thinking maybe I should stop now, but I suppressed it firmly.
This was the only way to wipe out the goblins in one fell swoop.
Hunting while rummaging through the vast forest one by one was inefficient.
So, the plan I devised was to lure them out first using my body as bait.
A strategy utilizing their racial trait of being unable to resist women.
Of course, it involved the unavoidable process of having to satisfy their lust.
Anyway, after enjoying themselves to the fullest, they would naturally try to take me to their den.
Getting abducted obediently to that point was the final part of my plan.
Their hidden base would harbor at least a hundred goblins.
Which meant I could acquire several thousand Pain points at once.
That was precisely why I was currently disguised as a lost common girl, putting on a performance.
"Hwugut...!"
While I was lost in thought, one goblin thrust his member inside my privates.
My warmed inner walls rapidly expanded to accommodate his size.
"Heut, huuu..."
This intoxicated moan of mine couldn't be anything but genuine.
After all, the uniquely ferocious cocks of goblins had a natural talent for pleasing women.
"Ahheut...!"
"Kireek, Kireek!"
Involuntarily, my insides tightened, and my moist vaginal folds clung tightly to the goblin's thing.
As if pleased by the stimulation, he shook his hips violently, repeatedly slamming his meat rod inside.
"Kireek!"
In the midst of being roughly violated like this.
The other two pressed their faces toward my chest area.
Right. I didn't think they would just stand by and watch.
Currently, my arms were raised above, my wrists tied with crude rope.
The goblins' hands reached for my defenselessly exposed breasts.
"Eut..."
Grime-covered green fingers dug greedily into the soft, smooth skin.
Their touches were rough and forceful, with no semblance of control.
"Kireek!"
As if touching wasn't enough, they buried their noses in and inhaled my scent.
They even brought out their disgusting tongues and began licking every nook and cranny of my breasts.
"Hweut..."
I didn't want to moan easily either.
But I couldn't help it as their persistent tongue work kept tickling me unbearably.
Tongues licking insistently from my sweaty underboob, climbing stubbornly over the mounds.
Soon reaching the areolae, they frivolously flicked at my nipples.
"Heut...!"
I gritted my teeth and forced myself to suppress the sound.
But my resistance crumbled helplessly under one rough bite from them.
"Hkgeuut!?"
A thrilling, sharp pain spread through my chest like an electric current.
The goblins' pointed, saw-like teeth were mercilessly biting my areolae and nipples.
Violence digging in, leaving deep marks on the pink skin.
Under that masochistic stimulation, an immense pleasure that overwhelmed the pain flooded my head.
"Eunheut....!"
Instantly, my back arched greatly, and my head snapped backward.
Simultaneously, my urethral opening gaped, and a stream of fluid gushed out relentlessly like a water jet.
"Hwuut, huguu..."
Truly a disgraceful climax.
Exhaling hot breath, I barely caught my breath, but the goblins didn't let me rest.
"Kireek!"
The two goblins, each happily claiming one breast.
They committed all sorts of acts—biting, sucking, licking, chewing—upon my chest.
Being sensitive right after climax, my waist kept writhing and my lower abdomen tingled sharply.
It might be my imagination, but I also felt like my body's sensitivity had become more acute.
Could it be that my greatly increased Sensory Ability Stat was also affecting this sexual aspect?
It's hard to be sure since I haven't fully felt it yet. Still, I desperately hoped my assumption was wrong.
Lilith's Scent was already burdensome enough; if my senses were like this too, it would be too troublesome.
"Hoo..."
The correlation between Sensory Ability Stat and sexual sensitivity could be figured out later.
Anyway, enduring the goblins is the priority now.
If I lose consciousness here, all the plans I've laid out will be in vain.
I tightly closed my eyes and mouth, struggling to think of something else.
Something else, like the newly acquired Sin of 'Wrath'.
- Wrath (1,246pt)
From what I've figured out so far, Wrath points seem to increase based on the principle of me actually feeling anger.
A condition very difficult and tricky to meet for someone like me, who isn't usually very emotional.
But fortunately, even if I did nothing, the points accumulated on their own by over 100 each day.
I suspect it's because of the hatred and resentment lodged deep within my heart.
A desire for revenge, boiling like hell's lava at the bottom of my soul, unable to be expressed.
The demon governing Wrath seemed very satisfied with this emotional state of mine.
Otherwise, there was no explanation for the points continuously rising by 100~200 every day.
Anyway, thanks to that, roughly 10,000 points would gather on their own if I just spent 3 or 4 months.
Although it requires some time, it's relatively lenient acquisition compared to other Sins.
"Kireek!"
What broke my reverie was the goblins switching positions.
The goblin below, who had finished ejaculating generously inside me, swapped places with one who had been sucking my breast.
"Kireereek!"
As if he too loved breasts, his snout was thrust again onto my nipples, already covered in saliva and sweat.
"Euheut..."
An act closer to abuse than caress or nursing.
Their greedy biting and sucking looked like the behavior of something frantically craving breast milk.
Perhaps a result of mammalian instinct combined with a monster's nature.
Whatever it was, even their own goblin mothers would have been disgusted by this vicious biting.
In the midst of being gang-raped while having my breasts kneaded as if being wrung out and sucked on everywhere.
The goblins, having ejaculated three times each in turns, finally rose from their positions.
"Kireereek!"
Under the hands forcibly pulling me, I also rose without resistance.
The moment I stood with both feet on the ground, globs of semen dripped stickily from my privates.
A natural result, having been ejaculated into nearly ten times.
Even Recovery couldn't erase it all; not only was my vagina, but even my womb was filled with goblin seed.
My nipples, too, were engraved with tooth marks from repeated abuse, swollen red and puffy.
It was no exaggeration to say my entire body was marinated in the goblins' saliva and semen.
Their uniquely strong, grassy and fishy smell also felt imprinted in my nose.
The only silver lining was that they had absolutely no interest in my anus.
For dirty monsters of lust, they seem to know that place is unclean.
"Kireereek!"
Having fully sated their lust on me, the goblins seemed to be in a very good mood.
Though to my eyes, it was just laughable, them not knowing they were fated to die soon.
Anyway, I endured the ordeal well.
Next was the stage of being abducted to the goblins' den.
I was led away, subdued obediently, pulled along by their cheerful footsteps.
After moving through the forest for about 30 minutes. I finally arrived at their base.
"...Well hidden indeed."
A natural cave, its entrance cleverly concealed by surrounding trees, rocks, and vines.
A secret place I could never have found on my own, even if I died and came back to life.
Thanks to my heightened senses, I could faintly sense the presence of the goblins inside.
At least 100, generously estimated, almost 150 of them.
Probably a similar scale to the place I was lured to by the crazy mage Maria before.
Enduring even having my nipples chewed was worth it.
"Kireek!"
As I stood still, a goblin beside me slapped my buttock sharply.
An action seemingly urging me to go inside quickly.
"Kireereek!"
The moment the goblin tried to slap my buttock again.
I swung Agony's Ecstasy gripped in my hand.
"Ki, reek...?"
A cleanly drawn arc of the sword severed the goblin's neck.
A flawless sword strike, combining the essence of Coordination with my enlightenment.
"Kireeek! Kireereek!"
I easily slaughtered the other two goblins who were shouting in astonishment.
Thanks to finding my own sword path, I could now wield sword techniques with just a dagger.
"Well then, shall we begin?"
Goblins who noticed the disturbance were rushing towards the entrance where I stood.
Still naked and holding only Agony's Ecstasy, I leaped right into them.
"Ki, kireeek! Kireeeek!"
"Shut up."
Performing a cruel sword dance, I mowed down the leading ten in an instant.
Then, the goblins screamed and frantically fled deeper into the cave.
Not that they could survive anyway.
I immediately followed and seized the fleeing goblins by the scruffs of their necks.
Taking one life required just one swing.
Spurting fountains of blood and spreading blood mist.
I continued the merciless slaughter, drenching my entire body in hot fresh blood.
I must have butchered about 80 of them.
As I endlessly cut them down and advanced deeper inside for a while.
Suddenly, a low sound rumbled, and an anomaly occurred.
"Grrrrr...!"
A fierce warning, like a beast growling.
With eyes sharpened by my Sensory Ability Stat, I stared ahead.
I saw dark, deep jade-green skin.
It was taller than me, with a bulky, muscular upper body that was impressive.
I've experienced a large goblin like that once before.
A superior subspecies, Hobgoblin.
The guy, appearing almost heroically, was blocking my path.