Chapter 98
Chapter 98
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter:
Chapter Title: Female Submission Hunter
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Female Submission Hunter
Pussy juice...
Don't spill so much pussy juice like that.
Psssh!
"W-What's this...?!"
She should have infused her body with elasticity, rendering physical damage virtually nonexistent.
Yet, as if to silence any backtalk from a mere female, Varna's crotch erupted with pussy juices in an instant from just a single gut punch.
Her lower abdomen buzzed with a strange, tingling vibration.
As if a massive dildo had been shoved deep inside her pussy, vibrating away.
It was a dangerously pleasurable sensation, but the problem was that this wasn't the time to be feeling anything like it.
After all, this was the middle of a fight—not masturbation or sex.
"W-What the hell did you do to my body?"
"......"
"Tell me! You stud. My pussy's still trembling inside like a dildo's been jammed in there...!"
"You're making a fuss over something this minor?"
"...Huh?"
"You'll be taking hits like that from now on."
...Hold on.
...Wait a second.
She could use a blow like that again?
'What the hell is this guy's deal?!'
According to hunter history dating back to ancient times, male hunters' role had always been to recharge female hunters' morale.
In other words, nothing more or less than convenient cocks to relieve their sexual frustration.
This was common sense, which was why the number one cause of death for male hunters was always "death by exhaustion."
The gender destined to be dominated by women.
Males.
Even after awakening hunter powers, all they got out of it was bigger dicks—otherwise, they were weaklings whose daily routine was getting fucked.
And yet, the cock fodder who was supposed to lie there with a hard-on was now trying to beat me, the next clan head of the Salmagne Clan?
"You... you're not a woman who looks like a man, are you?"
"Pardon?"
"Y'know... a chick with a dick."
"...What kind of nonsense is that?"
This bastard...
Was this guy seriously a man?
She'd come to Korea planning to snag a Korean pussy as a souvenir.
Something felt off.
And not only was this bastard not a manly-looking woman—he was a real man.
In other words, this absurd situation was actually happening.
"Tch!"
"Ah!?"
Even in her panic, before being the next clan head of the Salmagne Clan, she was a pro hunter.
An A-rank hunter who had explored up to the "upper levels" of dungeons.
Varna quickly regained her composure.
This was the most shocking thing she'd ever experienced, but stumbling into unexpected situations like this was everyday life in the dungeons.
"You infused elasticity only into the ground you were standing on to launch yourself upward?!"
Exactly as Yongchan had said.
Varna had instantly turned the ground beneath her into a trampoline, leaping high into the sky.
The reason? Kim Yongchan.
Because she now recognized the guy she'd dismissed as mere cock fodder as a true "enemy."
"Consider it an honor, stud."
"...?"
"I'm Princess Varna, officially acknowledging you—a guy whose only redeeming feature is his dick—as a proper opponent from now on!"
A mere man worthy of facing the next clan head of the Salmagne Clan?!
Oh my god!
This was an achievement worth taking home as a trophy.
"...Though as a trophy, I'll drag you back and use you as my personal pussy warmer, so it'll still be mine in the end."
With that, Varna put some distance between her and Kim Yongchan.
Yongchan, meanwhile, looked up at the sky, clenching his fist tightly once more.
'Planning to attack while falling?'
Elasticity powers were only good for bouncing things away, nothing more.
Plus, she was airborne.
No objects around to infuse with elasticity.
Which meant if he timed it right, he could land another blow that would make her squirt and go slack-jawed with an ahegao face.
He felt like he had the upper hand.
But then.
"What..."
The fist crackling with black sparks slowly unclenched at the sight before him.
"Idiot! 'Air' is a medium too if you think about it!"
Air's a medium? Come on.
Treating it like one anyway, Varna infused the empty air around her with elasticity, bounding through the sky like Superman.
Or like a human with coil springs for legs.
"How's this? Think you can keep up as I pick up more speed?"
Open air, no obstacles.
Nothing to slow her ever-increasing velocity.
She was on the verge of breaking the sound barrier, kicking up a sonic boom as she gradually vanished from Yongchan's sight.
It was like an American stealth fighter... no, maybe even faster. Utterly ridiculous speed.
Then.
Crack!
"Guh?!"
She slammed back down to the ground in an instant, ricocheting sideways to nail Yongchan's jaw—still staring upward.
But this guy.
Was he really no ordinary stud?
"You blocked that?"
Like a pro who'd survived countless battlefields on her level, his body reacted before his mind, barely avoiding a fatal blow.
Even so, his forearms that had met Princess Varna's kick were buzzing painfully.
Keep blocking like that, and even she might shatter bones.
"Hmph! How long can you hold out?"
No matter how hard he tried to track her with his eyes, that speed was impossible to follow.
Realizing this, Varna bounced around the sky like a mouse in a trap, giggling smugly.
Of course, Kim Yongchan knew this too.
That's why.
He closed his eyes.
"...Huh? Giving up already?"
Or maybe he planned to sense her presence and take her down.
Too soft! Too naive!
Her speed wasn't something you could track with parlor tricks like that.
Besides, she was the First Princess of the Salmagne Clan!
In level terms, not even Princess Miran of the Supreme Lee Clan could compare—she was on par with someone like Lee Gok!
And then.
"Checkmate."
Not even bothering to defend now?
No time to sense her presence before she pierced his tongue?
After bouncing around, she dove at Kim Yongchan again—but for some reason, he didn't defend at all this time.
Her kick slammed straight into his solar plexus.
Her smirk...
Grinned...
Vanished.
Grab.
"Wha—hey?!"
"Gotcha."
"You... tanked that hit? A man, no less?"
You mad bastard.
It definitely felt like his bones caved in.
Yet he spat out the blood from his mouth like phlegm and gripped her wrist tight.
Did he decide he couldn't dodge, so he'd eat the hit and grab her?
There were limits to toughness.
No, this line of thinking wasn't normal for a man.
This was the kind of tactic only a hulking futanari with a clit the size of a bean would consider.
Someone like her.
But this guy wasn't a futanari, and yet he'd gone for it.
Varna's momentary fluster at being grabbed by Kim Yongchan didn't last.
Scrape!
"Urk?!"
A black punch would just send her flying anyway.
If it didn't drop her in one shot, her bones might shatter on the next.
Acknowledging Princess Varna's strength, Yongchan opted for something more reliable than a black punch.
A pussy finger-fuck infused with the black energy from his black punch.
He'd kept it hidden due to its limited use cases, but with her grabbed, it was guaranteed to land clean.
Time to unleash "Black Finger-Fuck."
He slid his grip up her leg to her crotch, plunging his middle and index fingers into the exposed white pussy.
"Phew~. Lucky for me, your whore princess pussy's already soaked, so it'll be easy to make you cum."
"Y-You...! Let go right now?!"
Her pussy was already drenched from the black punch earlier—slick enough for a cock to slide right in.
...Gulp.
Ah, looks delicious.
True to her upbringing as a daughter of one of the top ten clans, her engorged clit poked plumply above her urethra.
And despite her protesting voice, every finger-thrust inside made her pussy drool silvery threads like a soda fountain refill.
Well, the fingers jammed in Princess Varna's pussy right now...
They were laced with the same black magic used in black punches to subdue females.
"Hngooh?! Wh-What's this...! I don't know... don't know about this...!!"
She needed to kick him off with her free leg and create distance fast.
But this was a fingering unlike anything she'd felt before.
Just two fingers reminding her of a female's true place—a maso-making finger-fuck.
Varna couldn't even resist properly.
It wasn't about strength or weakness.
This was pure "evil" that no pussy-bearing female could resist.
And so.
"You... what the hell are you... how can a man be this 'perverted'?! "
The whore princess had shown up with no panties, bare pussy on display from the start.
Yet even she was shocked by the sheer perversion on display.
Her breathing grew ragged as she hurtled toward climax.
Pinch.
"Nghoooh?!"
"Cum, maso princess."
"C-Cumming... cumminggg!"
With a sloppily squirting gush of pussy juice and a pinch to her plump clit, she erupted spectacularly.
Thud.
Guided by instinct, without being told, she collapsed with double peace signs.
Looking down at Varna, Kim Yongchan—something he couldn't have done before.
"Who am I?"
Now he could state his identity clearly.
"I'm a hunter who specializes in giving stuck-up pussy bitches like you—who think women are superior—a proper re-education..."
His title.
"Female Submission Hunter."