Chapter 100
Chapter 100
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: [Number]
Chapter Title: A Chest-Swelling Battle
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Passing through the portal, right after returning to England.
"Yongchan! Damn it, Yongchan!"
Lee Gok tried to rush back toward the vanished black portal but was stopped by Captain Roger.
"Let go of me! Yongchan's inside...! Yongchan!"
"I know, but even if we go, nothing's going to change!"
"...!"
"And Yongchan didn't jump off that pirate ship planning to die, right? If he promised we'd meet again, isn't it a woman's grace to trust a man's word like that?"
"Th-that makes sense, but...!"
Intellectually, she already understood.
There was no way to reopen a sealed black portal, and even if there were, those white hands that had ambushed them.
The dungeon's upper levels...
Monsters estimated to be from the topmost strata.
She knew she couldn't handle them in her current state.
That realization might have made her even more anxious, sparking unnecessary anger.
"What if... just what if."
"...?"
"What if I had the ability to control the ship, and Captain Roger had been with Yongchan...? Then Yongchan wouldn't have thought to jump off for our sake, right?"
"...That could be true."
"......I see."
A genius princess who had become an A-rank hunter before even turning 100.
The Supreme Lee Clan's most promising next Clan Head.
Korea's hero.
What use were such titles?
She was just a worthless slut who couldn't even save her own man when it mattered most.
"It's because I'm... I'm too weak...!"
Of course, she trusted Yongchan.
He'd surely survive and appear before her again.
But what worried Lee Gok was what came after.
If something like this happened again, would she have to force another sacrifice from the man she needed to protect?
This adventure had shown her the world Yongchan lived in.
A male hunter's world, growing at an absurd pace, on a level far beyond her own.
Until now, it had seemed like sheer luck.
In an environment where death could come at any moment, he'd pushed forward solely for Seolgi's sake.
Lee Gok wanted to chase after such a man.
Half a year after becoming a hunter, he'd delved into the depths—a monstrous man.
She wanted to be the tight pussy that wouldn't break even impaled on his massive cock, supporting him from behind.
So, returning to those early days' raw determination.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
"Good, miss! You're doing great!"
Until the moment she reunited with Yongchan, she wouldn't return to Korea.
Like in the past, when she'd risked life and death to revive Korea.
She resumed the hellish training she'd halted after Korea joined the ranks of advanced nations.
And then.
In pains more tearing than before, where bone and flesh ripped apart, her genius talent intertwined with sexual ambition, producing results like squirting pussy juices.
'Until recently, it was always one step short—a realm I could never touch...!'
A line she'd always moved alone, convinced she'd never reach.
That finish line she'd stretched arms and legs for but never arrived at—like being pushed from behind.
Like her pussy being pistoned at high speed, her diligent training finally bore fruit.
It was a realm even S-rank hunters rarely attained, let alone A-rank.
Hunters' final domain.
The ultimate and supreme technique.
Mastering it etched your name into history, for better or worse.
They called that realm the Final and Supreme.
Back to the present.
Her corroded and vanished arm regenerated in an instant, completing super-regeneration.
Meanwhile, the most shocked by the sight was, naturally, Clan Head Emma standing before her.
"Ultimate Technique?! A brat who hasn't even lived 100 years has already reached the Ultimate Technique?"
It was unbelievable.
Inconceivable.
Even she, the current Clan Head of the Salmanu Clan—called the strongest battle clan among the Ten Great Families—had taken at least over 100 years to reach it.
To achieve it at around 70 years old.
'I figured since she's from one of the Ten Great Families, Gok could somehow reach it. But...?!'
The pace was too fast!
At least, from what Clan Head Emma had seen of Lee Gok's talent until now, it wasn't that innate.
At best, on par with her own.
Yes, a 'genius' on her level at most.
But then.
How.
What, who, refused to let this genius settle there and turned her into a monster?
The only possibility that came to mind was one.
"Love...?"
A force that rendered probability calculations meaningless.
Love.
Clan Head Emma, being a fellow female, knew that power well.
So she had no choice but to acknowledge it.
The princess before her now, dressed in hanbok with fox ears sprouting and nine tails swaying above her skirt.
This girl had finally reached her level.
"So that's your Ultimate Technique."
"Yes, Clan Head Emma."
The intimidated look she'd had moments ago was gone.
A radiant smile bloomed on her lips, and her vertically slit pupils now clearly locked onto her foe with regained poise.
"Impressive. At your age, I hadn't reached that realm yet."
"......"
"Were you that starved for love? Even if it meant abandoning your 'human form'?"
A hunter's Ultimate Technique usually reflected the user's heart.
For those wishing to change their form, it granted a tantalizing figure; for those chasing someone, a beastly shape.
Lee Gok now sported nine swaying tails like a yokai vessel.
And as if by magic, not just her arm regenerated— even the torn parts of her clothes were pristine.
While marveling at that.
"Then... I'll go first!"
Pop!
That thing...
Was it detachable?
Lee Gok yanked one tail from below her hips and gripped it.
She then morphed it into a sword shape and charged straight at Clan Head Emma.
"Elasticity."
In response, Clan Head Emma instantly maximized the elasticity of the ground beneath her feet.
She leaped back to create distance.
But Lee Gok closed in faster than she could assess the ability.
"Ho?"
This fast, huh.
She'd have been king if not devoured by the young fox.
Clan Head Emma could only explain it that way.
Clang!
"If I hadn't wrapped my neck in hardening properties, my head would've flown like it'd been guillotined."
"You... blocked that?"
That single strike had bisected every building over five stories north of Yeouido.
Yet Clan Head Emma, who took it head-on, just laughed in admiration.
But Lee Gok wasn't intimidated.
She still had eight tails left.
'My Ultimate Technique - Virgin Bloodline turns nine tails into weapons. The ninth definitively fells the enemy.'
In other words, endure eight more clashes.
If she held out unscathed until then, victory was hers.
Lee Gok's.
And so.
Virgin Bloodline.
Its meaning: the stages when a virgin first shares with a man, gradually deflowered—after lips, the ears are licked.
"Sword first, now spear?"
Boom!
The second spear-tail pierced the air like an orgasmic eardrum shudder, clashing with Clan Head Emma's fist.
"Toxicity."
"Guh...!"
"Oh? Can't melt it because it's an Ultimate Technique?"
Without the barrier, it could've leveled all of Yeouido.
This wasn't the nerdy Princess Lee Gok.
The clash of spear-tip and fist was majestic enough to pass for the world's strongest showdown.
"Pushed back simultaneously?"
Yet still, only grazing wounds.
Gritting her teeth at the unscathed Clan Head Emma, Lee Gok yanked two tails from her hips at once.
This time, they morphed into iron chains and scythes in each hand, instantly enveloping the entire area.
Rumble rumble rumble.
"To think you'd form a tornado with just chains."
"Not a mere tornado. It's a 'Blade Storm'."
Welcome to the Blade Storm.
As if announcing as much, inside that vortex where any ordinary creature would be sliced at the molecular level.
Whooosh whooosh whooosh.
Lee Gok pulled another tail into her remaining hand, now wielding a massive hammer.
'Even if I want to last to the ninth... am I hitting my limit?'
First time using the Ultimate Technique in real combat.
Checking her fatigued body—more drained than expected, before breaking even—she felt regret.
But Lee Gok decided it was time to end it.
"This hammer is for virgins only."
"Ho?"
"Conversely, the more you tease inside a pussy, the stronger the impact on that woman."
It could be useless depending on the foe.
But her opponent was a 'chicken-coop pussy' like her mother, who'd lived nearly 200 years.
"By the way, how many masturbation sessions so far?"
"Well... as you know, Gok, being Clan Head is no small stress."
"So, the number?"
"...What, around five times a day, so no need to count beyond that?"
Nearly 200 years alive, now Clan Head, masturbating five times daily.
Hummm hummm!
Not pure!
Sloppy seconds!
As if proclaiming that, the man-sized hammer in Lee Gok's hand buzzed angrily.
And now, the moment of decision.
"It's over, Clan Head!"
Even the slightest movement would tear limbs in the whirlwind; Clan Head Emma couldn't budge.
Approaching her was the iron hammer that became a magic mallet only for virgins.
A chicken-coop exclusive, with a very pissed-off face.
Clang!