Knight of Mu-yeol!!!
"L-Lord...!! Do we really... have to go that far...??!"
Baekseol asked with a flustered face. Her eyes were shaking like there'd been an earthquake, and her lips trembled faintly. She clearly wasn't thrilled with my order... no, it wasn't outright disgust, but it looked grueling for her.
But this was necessary. No matter how magnanimously I forgave their past—as vast as the sea—it had to come after a proper ending. No room for lingering feelings. None.
And while we're at it, time for some cock-teasing.
I'll repay the sin of daring to eye my Baekseol with endless despair.
"What are you talking about? Human relationships need clear beginnings and ends—that's the rule. I heard you just ghosted him and bailed."
"…."
"That's why he pulled that stalker shit yesterday. Tsk tsk tsk. This is mostly your fault."
"Is that... how it is...?"
She bowed her head, looking dejected.
"Yeah. Apologize properly and cut ties clean. Tell him, 'Our relationship is completely over. I've given my body and soul to my Lord now—let go of any lingering feelings.' Make it crystal clear so he can start a new life."
She lifted her head again. The earthquake in her eyes had stopped, replaced by steely resolve.
"Understood, my Lord. I'll do it."
"Good."
Sua beside me let out a limp "Whoa." I grabbed her ass hard, and her mouth snapped shut with a sharp inhale.
A moment later, the trainee knight approached from afar. He'd hesitated back there, paused a beat, then started walking again. At my special request, he'd escort me to my AV instead of the training director.
"…."
Up close, he alternated glances between Baekseol and me, his face screaming volumes. First bewilderment. Then hostility. Then sorrow. Then fondness. A whirlwind of expressions in a split second.
"Sir! Trainee Knight Jinguok reporting. I've been ordered to escort you, young master."
"Yeah. Thanks."
"Yes, sir."
As he moved to pass us, I yanked Baekseol into my arms.
"Eek!"
His head whipped around.
"L-Lord!"
"Gotta make way on time. Let's go."
"…!!"
He trembled. His eyes bulged red, glaring like he wanted to rip us apart right then.
Snap! Snap! I flicked my fingers.
He snapped out of it.
"Something wrong?"
"N-No... nothing... sir."
He turned and walked ahead. "Sua, you too."
"Yes~ Master♥."
Sua snuggled in, smartly switching her title. I draped my arms around both beauties and followed Jinguok. Slow and awkward, but the fluffy softness and feminine scent made it perfect.
"Country air's so fresh."
Sniff sniff. I buried my nose in Baekseol and Sua's skin.
A knight like him could guess what was happening behind him. Even I'd be pissed in his shoes.
"How's the stock today? Real Production."
"When I checked earlier, it broke 250,000 won, Master. Climbing high just like you said."
"250,000... So dumping now nets about 2.3 trillion, right?"
"If the market takes it all. It's overheating, though—even at your sell target of 300,000, it should hold. Worst case, still over 2 trillion."
"2 trillion... Then we can kit out Seol's custom gear."
"Pardon??"
Baekseol, who'd been bashfully nestled, looked up in shock.
"Company's gifting the custom frame as a commemorative—so the armament's on me."
"N-No need to go that far...!"
"What do you mean? You get stronger, I get stronger."
"Ah."
"Sua, contact Militaris and place the order."
"Got it, Master."
"What about you? Want anything? Gotta spoil our Sua too. Name it."
"I just need Master's favor!"
"Heh. Sly fox."
I slipped a hand down her neckline, kneading her breast. She deliberately moaned "Ahhng~" and melted into me.
"…."
Jinguok's rage meter was climbing—I could feel it, even without seeing. Touch him now, and he'd erupt like a volcano.
Right as it peaked, we reached the AV parking.
"We're... here."
"Good work."
I smacked Sua's ass; she slipped out and headed to the AV, door welcoming her. I released Baekseol too.
"Oh, I heard everything."
"Pardon?"
"You two were pretty close, huh?"
"!!"
He glared wide-eyed at Baekseol. She flinched, averted her gaze, then swallowed hard, remembering my words, and met his eyes.
"Looks like you two have a lot to say. I'll give you a minute. Last chance—clear the air."
I nodded and smacked Baekseol's ass too. She yelped "Hyat!" cutely.
"Baekseol, just in case—don't hold back if he tries anything."
"Pardon?"
I whispered. "Creeps like him might pull shit. I'll back you up—do whatever if it goes south. Responsibility's all mine."
"Th-That...?"
I patted her shoulder and boarded the AV.
"Master's such a villain."
Sua's words as I entered. I groped her tits roughly.
"Ahng~!"
I leaned toward Baekseol's side, ear to her lips.
"Sorry. I was too irresponsible yesterday."
"…."
"I need to make it clear."
I didn't want to hear it. Her expression said it all already.
But I asked anyway. Desperate to hear her voice, even one more word. That was the raw truth.
His genuine feelings. The real fondness burning inside.
Ten years of longing, too real for delusions to smother.
"What?"
"I've given my body, mind, and soul to my Lord now. Exclusive knight, remember. So... let's call that confession the other day never happened. Sorry."
But it didn't last.
"Why say it... at all?"
"Huh?"
"Why tell me?"
"Well...?"
Baekseol trailed off.
"Teasing me?"
"No! Not that!"
The fondness vanished; hatred crept back. Delusions revived.
"You were panting like a slut yesterday. Actually gave your body up, huh."
"What?"
So he spat words he shouldn't. Words he didn't even want to.
"Acted all noble and aloof... but behind my back, you did everything."
"What are you even saying?"
"Built walls with me! Said slaves don't deserve luxuries like that—then whored around."
"…."
Baekseol's face hardened. No matter the situation, she didn't deserve the insult.
"Watch your mouth. I've never whored. And your logic's twisted... You should rest inside."
"Then what was that face? How do you moan like a whore clinging to a stranger?!"
"Wh-what? Whore?!"
"You're either a slut who spreads for anyone—or so cheap you cum from a first-timer."
"…I said watch it."
"Go, Baekseol. No more lingering for trash like you. Spread for your master like the slave you are."
"…."
The harsh insult flushed Baekseol's face. First time hearing such filth. From a guy she'd dreamed futures with till yesterday morning.
"Never thought you'd be this guy."
"Never thought you were such a slut, Baekseol."
"…."
She squeezed her eyes shut and turned to leave for her Lord.
But... his insults stuck.
Slut? Virgin her whole life, gave it up yesterday—and slut? That scene? She'd been heated from repeated pounding. Like pain from hits, heat from thrusting was natural. Yet this low insult over one glimpse?
How petty.
- Baekseol, just in case—don't hold back if he tries anything.
- Creeps pull shit. I'll back you. Do what you want if needed. My responsibility.
Compared to that, her Lord was solidly hers. Trusted her fully from the start—even said he'd cover anything she did.
"...You're on a different level."
"What?"
"Different vessel from you. My Lord is."
"…!"
Jinguok's face twisted demonically. His mess of a heart ignited by her comparison, oil poured on flames.
He wouldn't admit it—denied it even to himself—but he harbored deep inferiority toward Mu-yeol.
Status aside, tossing around trillions casually. Gifting custom frames and armaments worth hundreds of billions like candy. Chest ached like a massive bruise hearing it.
And now... this comparison??
So he blurted.
"Ahh... yeah. Fucked once by a big dick, and your heart follows? That kind of—"
But he didn't finish.
Baekseol spun and slammed her foot into his balls with full force.
Thwack—!
Crunch!
Too fast—no reaction. Supersonic speed.
"G-Gaaahhhh—!!!!"
He collapsed screaming like mountains crumbling.
Baekseol glared coldly.
"You're not fit to hold a woman."
She wanted to spit but held back for old friendship's sake.
She turned for the AV. Gomuyeol was clapping like a seal.
"Baek...seoll!!!!"
His shriek stabbed her back. She ignored it and boarded.
Didn't expect her to go that far. Genuine applause.
"Sorry, my Lord... I lost it...?"
She bowed deeply.
"Nothing to apologize for. I told you to."
"Pardon?"
I pulled her close and sat her beside me. AV door sealed, blocking his screams and demonic face.
"I said it—whatever you do, I'll handle it."
"My Lord...!"
Whirr. AV lifted off.
I gripped her chin.
"You're most important to me. Ignore that retard's bullshit."
"Ah...?"
I traced her lips with my thumb; she parted them, sucking it in.
I pried her jaw open.
"Now, kiss."
I devoured her lips. She extended her tongue dreamily.