Chapter 86
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 86
Chapter Title: I'll Pay You Back Later
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I'll Pay You Back Later
The night was long and scorching hot.
Like a beast whose reason had gone numb, leaving only instinct behind, I ravaged my unconscious master's body throughout the night. Her body was sweeter than I had ever imagined, and the more I embraced her, the deeper my thirst grew. I lost track of how many times I climaxed inside her. All I knew was that as dawn began to break outside the window, I regretfully squeezed out every last drop.
Daylight came.
Faint sunlight filtered through the paper window, illuminating the room. The traces of our all-night lovemaking were laid bare. The acrid stench of semen and sweat stung my nose, the blankets were strewn about in disarray, and in the midst of it all lay my master, naked and exhausted in sleep. Her snow-white skin was marked vividly with the red imprints I had left behind.
I lay beside her, my arm pillowed under her head, waiting for her to wake. My once-turbulent mind was astonishingly clear. There was no regret or guilt. Only a profound sense of conquest and satisfaction filled my chest.
How much time passed?
"Ugh... Mm..."
A faint moan escaped her, and her long eyelashes trembled. Her tightly shut eyelids slowly opened, and her vacant gray eyes wandered the air before locking onto me lying right beside her.
In that instant, her pupils shook violently, as if fragments of the night's memories flashed before her. Her face drained of color, then flushed crimson with shame.
"Ah... Uh..."
She tried to pull away as if to flee, but my arm held her body firmly. Panicked, she seemed to want to say something, but her lips only quivered without forming words. That sight somehow stirred my sadistic urges.
Without hesitation, I lowered my head and claimed her lips.
"Mmph...!"
I parted her startled lips and explored the hot, tender flesh within. Perhaps because she had swallowed my semen all night, a faint, sweet trace of my scent lingered in her mouth. That aroma made my lower body heat up again from the morning.
As I roughly stirred her mouth, her flustered tongue timidly entwined with mine. It was like a frightened little animal.
After savoring her sweet saliva for a long while, I slowly pulled away. A silver thread of saliva connected us, glinting in the sunlight. Staring straight into her flushed face as she panted heavily, I said,
"Master. Tell me you like me."
"Ah... Uuuh..."
She shook her head, unable to open her mouth. It seemed her last shred of pride as a master wouldn't allow it.
"If you don't say you like me, I'll carry you like this to the main gate of the Healer Immortal Sect right now."
"And mate with you in front of all the disciples."
"W-What are you saying?!"
I ignored her and reached out, gently cupping her breast. Then, with my index finger, I softly rubbed her erect nipple.
"Ah...!"
Her body jerked, her waist twisting.
"You'd better abandon any thoughts of subduing your disciple, Master."
My touch didn't stop. As I gently pinched and twisted her nipple, a lewd cry burst from her lips.
"Now... your disciple is on top."
The strength drained from her body. The defiant light in her eyes faded, leaving only deep resignation and humiliation. She fell silent.
I grinned and asked,
"Your answer?"
"......"
"Answer me, Master."
"......I... I cherish you..."
"Since when?"
"......Ab... about half a year... ago..."
Ah, so cute.
"Master. Mind if I borrow your pussy for a bit?"
"Ahh!"
I ignored her cry and gently parted her legs. The path already familiar from the night before. I aligned my cock with her slick, glistening entrance and thrust in without hesitation.
Squelch—.
"Hngh...!"
Looking down at her like this was kind of funny. Top-down shot of Master? Jackpot.
"Hoo—."
A groan escaped me involuntarily at the slick walls clinging to me as if they'd been waiting.
After that, I burned my desires inside her several more times. At first, she tried to resist, but soon she surrendered completely, entrusting her body to me and trembling with sobs of pleasure.
Only after everything was done did I mention my original purpose.
"I've been included in the Murim Alliance envoy heading to the Orthodox-Unorthodox Alliance. I stopped by the Healer Immortal Sect on the way."
Master, drenched in sweat and nestled in my arms, gasping for breath, finally regained her senses after a long moment and answered hoarsely,
"......I... see..."
Her voice carried a pathetic effort to reclaim her dignity as a master now, of all times. After baring everything, now pretending to be dignified. That sight stirred me again.
I claimed her lips once more. Without giving her a chance to protest, I sealed her mouth and drove my still-buried cock deep inside again.
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
Feels so good...
The sun outside had already reached its zenith.
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I gazed quietly at my master, peacefully asleep in my arms. Her disheveled hair, swollen red lips, and the mottled marks I'd left on her pale, fine skin—all bore witness to the night's intensity.
I lightly kissed her forehead before rising. As I dressed, I murmured softly,
"You're not alone anymore, so take good care of yourself, Master."
Even in her sleep, her shoulder twitched faintly. Satisfied with that subtle reaction, I smiled and left the room without lingering.
Creeeak.
Back in my room, Jegal Seo greeted me at the door, looking like she'd stayed up all night wide-eyed. Her hollow eyes fixed on me, and as I entered, she cautiously asked,
"Um... Vice Squad Leader. Did... did the reunion go well?"
"Yeah. It went great."
I answered calmly, straightening my clothes. At my composed demeanor, Jegal Seo seemed even more anxious, her eyes darting around as she hemmed and hawed.
"Uh... Um. N-No way... you didn't pounce on Master too, did you...?"
Her voice was barely a whisper. I looked at her incredulously.
"What do you take me for?"
I ruffled her hair and headed outside.
After that, we boarded the carriage again and set off for the Orthodox-Unorthodox Alliance.
A few days passed. The endless road finally ended, and a massive wall filled our view. The Orthodox-Unorthodox Alliance. The new alliance formed recently by the orthodox and unorthodox sects uniting under the banner of crushing the Demonic Cult.
Despite being a newborn organization, its grandeur rivaled the main Murim Alliance headquarters. The towering walls and the warriors standing vigilant atop them exuded immense presence. As the saying goes, you can tell the group by its gatekeepers. The guards were sharp as honed blades.
I stepped down from the carriage, presented the invitation, and declared we were envoys from the Murim Alliance. The gatekeeper glanced between the invitation and my face before bowing politely.
"Verified. Please enter."
The heavy gates swung open, and the moment we stepped inside, Jegal Seo and I were left speechless.
"......"
Is this even possible?
Had they built a whole new fortress? A vast training ground stretching endlessly, lined with countless buildings. For an alliance formed just recently to have this scale—it was mind-boggling.
Jegal Seo couldn't hide her amazement either, stammering,
"W-Wow... this is incredible..."
"What kind of squad leader gets intimidated already? You idiot."
I reached behind her and grabbed a firm handful of her plump ass.
"Eek!"
Jegal Seo yelped in surprise. Her face turned beet red, flustered and adorable.
"Let's go."
I strode forward. Jegal Seo hurriedly adjusted her clothes and scurried after me.
The interior of the Orthodox-Unorthodox Alliance buzzed with people from various sects across the Central Plains. I didn't know them, but Jegal Seo beside me was rapidly identifying them under her breath at frightening speed.
"That's the young lord of the Moyong family over there... the one in red is an elder from the Blood Path Sect... Ah, that's from the Joint Sect..."
As expected of the Vermilion Bird Squad Leader. Her head must contain the entire largest library of the Murim Alliance.
Then it happened.
Waaaaah—!
A massive cheer shook the ground from deeper inside. Crowds had gathered in one spot.
"What's going on?"
I extended my senses that way. In the center of a huge training ground, on a sparring platform, two people were fiercely clashing. A tournament?
It was over in an instant. One overwhelmed the other with superior skill, grabbed their neck, and hurled them off the platform. The defeated man spat blood and collapsed, soon carried away on a stretcher. Then, a burly man from the audience shouted and leaped onto the platform.
"I'm next!"
The winner kept facing challengers one after another.
Then, I noticed a man weaving through the crowd, shouting and collecting money from people.
"Place your bets! Iron Blood Ghost on an eight-win streak! Odds are twenty-seven to one!"
Iron Blood Ghost. Probably the victor on the platform. Even the burly newcomer couldn't last a few exchanges and was brutally tossed off.
"Nine-win streak! Odds keep climbing!"
My eyes lit up at the rising odds. But then I sighed. A quick pat of my pockets yielded nothing but lint. I was flat broke.
My gaze naturally turned to Jegal Seo standing beside me.
She met my eyes and slyly looked away, pretending not to notice. I grabbed her cheeks gently but firmly, forcing her to look at me.
Her green eyes shook with unease. I grinned and said,
"I'll pay you back later."