Yggdrasil (3-60)
Crash!
The door flew open wide, and the room echoed with a massive thud.
A man stumbled through the open doorway, his body swaying unsteadily.
Rough breaths filled the silence.
"Heh... haah, haah, haah."
The man scanned the room with trembling eyes, muttering under his breath.
"Haah, haah... fuck...."
It was Han Yeoreum looking around, and the room he was surveying was Han Bom's guest room, where he'd been passed out just moments ago.
Han Yeoreum had secretly watched the three of them—fueled by rage and sexual arousal at Seong Su-ho's rough actions and the two women's lascivious poses.
Not content with just watching, he'd pulled out one of his gems and boldly started recording the scene.
Sure, what he was doing was the kind of trashy act that would get him canceled in modern society, but he pressed on without hesitation, remembering one key fact.
Regression.
And when he witnessed the climax of their threesome, Han Yeoreum felt a pleasure so intense it melted away all his anger.
Then came Seong Su-ho's line.
(It was the best ever.)
The moment their eyes met, Han Yeoreum had bolted from the spot as quietly as he could, minimizing his footsteps.
"D-did they notice? No way, they didn't. That bastard wouldn't have stayed quiet if he saw me."
Like any criminal clinging to hope, Han Yeoreum spun his delusions of not getting caught and stared at the gem he'd used earlier.
Scenes of Min Hayeon and Han Bom coquettishly begging a stranger to fuck them....
"Th-this is definitely gonna be useful... yeah... I'll record it for now and blackmail them later...."
He rationalized it that way, gazing intently at the gem.
But Han Yeoreum's fixation on the gem wasn't purely rational.
Haah... haah... fuck....
Images of Min Hayeon and Han Bom's cracks wouldn't leave his mind.
Unreleased desire whispered in his head to keep watching the gem.
And with that inner voice, other presences began to whisper too.
Han Yeoreum felt the same.
His head was filled with the desire to watch, but he shook it vigorously.
"Don't make me laugh... You think I recorded this for the same dirty reasons as you losers? This is definitely gonna come in handy somewhere else. I can't waste it on something pointless like this."
The chat exploded at Han Yeoreum's words, but his mind didn't change.
His resolve held firm, but that didn't quench his building lust.
The chat filled with lines teasing his desires.
As everyone decided for themselves, Han Yeoreum spotted one chat that made his soul nearly leave his body.
His desires kept piling up, but now worries flooded in too, stacking stress on top.
Lucien... fuck, the mission too.
He recalled the mission he'd casually accepted on the 1st floor.
A mission with brutal penalties on failure.
Confiscation of all assets? That was nothing.
He broke into a cold sweat thinking of the other punishments.
No way that elf bitch really got with him, right?
Han Yeoreum had to admit it now.
He mocked Seong Su-ho as a monkey inwardly, but his instincts acknowledged the guy's talent for seducing women and his stamina.
But the chat reassured him.
Yeah... Seong Su-ho banging her and me doing it are separate. If that bastard does it, I can leech off him and claim it for the mission.
It was humiliating even for him to think, but if it meant getting the mission reward, it was worth it.
But then another chat shook him.
Han Yeoreum cursed inwardly at the chat.
Fuckers egging me on to seduce a woman like that? Damn assholes. No wonder the reward seemed too good....
He'd accepted the mission on a whim to stroke his ego, without calculating success or failure.
All he knew about elves was that they were pretty—now irritation and worry about the future piled on, stressing him out.
Don't be ridiculous... You think I'd jerk off in front of Hayeon and Bom?
That much, at least, he had to avoid.
But he had no options.
...Wait.
Han Yeoreum paused to reflect on why he'd ended up like this.
Simple.
Seong Su-ho.
And why him? Because the guy had overwhelming power.
In other words...
I need to get stronger first.
That was his conclusion.
He didn't know exactly who this Lucien elf was, but he had to prepare for when they met again.
First... points.
With that resolve, he spoke to the channel.
"You wanna see the video...?"
Han Yeoreum's brow twitched in irritation at their chats, but he held it together, keeping a serious face as he committed.
Points... If I get stronger first... then I'll have a shot somehow! And...
He'd found a way to vent his lust and earn points.
Looking at his throbbing erection, he said,
"Give me points... and I'll show you."
A monster collapsed on the dirt floor, vanishing like a hologram and dropping one item.
"That's it for today. Good work, everyone. I'll handle all the items, sell them, and distribute the proceeds later."
"Good work!!"
At Yang Ji-hyeon's voice, the gathered summoners laughed and headed back to the village.
"Kaaah~ Let's grab a drink quick!"
"Whoa, booze in broad daylight? Me too!"
"Somin, you free tonight?"
"Hehe, yeah, tonight works."
The large group of summoners bantered familiarly, kicking up dust under the sun overhead as they stampeded off.
In just a week, the summoners had fallen into indulgence and sloth.
They barely woke early—in fact, oversleeping meant skipping hunts altogether, and parties hunting over two hours were rare.
Whenever someone like Han Bom showed real enthusiasm, Yang Ji-hyeon whispered devilish temptations right away.
But one in ten didn't fall for her whispers.
(It's not hard to head to the next village. I know all the routes now, so relax a bit.)
(But I want to push further. We're in a world like this—feels wrong to just slack off.)
(I see. That's a good attitude. Here, I'll tell you the way. The dungeon's not tough.)
She'd pull them aside and explain in exhaustive detail.
That two or three in a party could handle it easily...
(And you'll hit a final fork. There...)
With a voice sweet enough to melt them, Yang Ji-hyeon instructed,
(Take the middle path, and you'll reach another village.)
(Yang Ji-hyeon! Thanks! I'll come back once I get there!)
(Good luck... or nah, it's so easy, wishing luck would be rude. Safe travels.)
She'd see off those hard-to-control summoners like that.
To the path of death...
Yang Ji-hyeon watched the giggling group fade into the distance with a blank expression.
Han Bom... Missed a key target, but it'll recover soon.
She regretted losing Han Bom, but to Yang Ji-hyeon, it was just part of the process.
Seong Su-ho, who appeared as the former leader, had cornered her with his extraordinary skill.
She couldn't refuse his words, delivered with eyes that seemed to see through everything.
As expected from someone with that level of power? One word, and my body moved like a puppet...
It was the first time she'd felt such compulsion.
Even under the current leader's strong orders, she'd comply on her own terms, not crushed by mere presence.
But hearing Seong Su-ho's command, her brain and heart obeyed as if they were his property.
First time feeling like that.
Yang Ji-hyeon had lurked in the Red Crescent, handling all sorts of shady tasks.
Yet Seong Su-ho was the first to fluster her cool-headed self in danger and make her submit.
The first time she craved submission to someone.
But Yang Ji-hyeon quickly shook it off and assessed the situation.
Probably back to normal in less than a month.
With that thought, she scanned the now-quiet surroundings.
Then, to the empty space, she said,
"What is it?"
As if on cue, someone burst from the bushes, knelt before her, and spoke.
"Sorry. We have a problem."
"Problem? What... Hngh!"
"!? Are you hurt?"
The masked man jumped up to support her.
But Yang Ji-hyeon, staring into his eyes, panicked more and waved him off.
"N-no. Report first... quick."
She shoved aside the scene forced into her mind.
No... not now! This isn't the time!
Boris watched her worriedly but resumed at her firm tone.
"Right side... suspicious figure spotted in the village of light dwellers."
"...Suspicious figure?"
She wondered if Seong Su-ho was up to something again, but the details confirmed it wasn't.
"An elf. Doesn't seem like a local day resident. Our guys ambushed, but failed. Not ordinary skill."
"...So the tail's starting to show."
The Red Crescent's plan: seize the 1st-floor start, block upward progress, and snag special jobs for the organization.
But it backfired by trapping new summoners below.
She suspected floors 4-5 were sending people now, aware of it.
Expected someone, but bad timing. If Boris calls it that skilled, not average. For now... hngh!
As Yang Ji-hyeon processed Boris's report,
(Haaang! Hngh! Haaaang!)
(Feels too good for a first time?)
(N-no! No! Haaaang! Don't look! Pussy feels too good!)
Seong Su-ho's face replayed vividly in her head, etched into her brain.
"Hngh!"
"A-are you really okay?"
"F-fine... Keep eyes on that elf. Harass without losses."
"...Understood."
Boris felt worry and jealousy seeing her reactions lately.
...She's changed since meeting that man.
With that thought, he stood, bowed, and said,
"...Please take care of yourself."
"Hngh... Y-yeah. You too... be careful."
"...Thank you."
Boris smiled faintly, taking her words as comfort, and left.
Confirming he was gone, Yang Ji-hyeon bolted to the village.
She slipped into her lodging undetected.
Crash!
"Haah, haah, haah... hngh!"
She collapsed on the bed, hand diving into her pants.
"Again... hngh!"
Yang Ji-hyeon had never even masturbated before, let alone had sex.
But after her first time with Seong Su-ho, these unstoppable visions hit whenever he crossed her mind.
And it always happened...
"Why... why only with Boris... hngh!"
On days she met Boris.
Desperate not to recall sex with Seong Su-ho in front of him, she'd started avoiding Boris.
And on days she met Boris, Yang Ji-hyeon always...
"Can't... hold back anymore. Hnggg!"
Imagining Seong Su-ho grinning down as she bucked her hips wildly, she began masturbating furiously.