92. Militaris Ecstasy and Deals
The advantage of fucking is that it's so goddamn ecstatic, and the disadvantage is that it's so goddamn ecstatic you get way too immersed. Even when your body's exhausted, aching, on the verge of collapse, you keep pounding away with that inertia. Especially if the woman's a stunning beauty? No need for words then. Legs spread, straight to thrusting.
That was my relationship with Aunt Gominyoung. Like newlyweds setting up house, even during short breaks, the moment our eyes met, we'd charge at each other without a word, groping wildly until bellies pressed together.
But you can't keep that up forever. So around evening, Aunt and I headed to the bathroom, reluctant hearts left behind. We did thrust once more there—our little secret—but anyway, we've just come out fully cleaned up.
"It's been a while, you two."
"...Master, have you lost some weight?"
"My lord, what on earth..."
Im Sua and Baekseol voiced their worries at this long-awaited(?) reunion. And no wonder—it's around 6 p.m. Saturday now. Hard to believe even as I say it, but that means we'd been fucking nonstop for nearly 18 hours. Without proper sleep...!
Naturally, I'm feeling like death right now, my cock throbbing and sore, eyes threatening to shut if I relax even a bit. If I tried starring in an AV now, I'd probably pass out on the spot. It must show on my face—dark circles hanging heavy, looking like I'd topple at a touch.
Meanwhile, Aunt's got iron-willed composure, face fresh as ever. How the hell does she do it? Did she get some insane fatigue-recovery shot? Last time she had a cold, one injection and she bounced back—maybe something like that exists.
But I can't just inject random shit into this body that's been wrecked by drugs...
"...I was skeptical when you mentioned giving roses."
Im Sua seemed convinced I'd had blazing sex. Fair enough. Man and woman enter a room and don't emerge for 18 hours—what else could it be? Only one possibility.
"So the roses pack a punch, huh?"
"Seems like it? Even if he's your nephew, a rose like that might tempt anyone..."
"I see."
If she can rationalize aunt-nephew sex that easily, how potent is this item's effect?
"The flower's meaning is 'I love you' from the start. Handing over a single blazing rose—what else could it mean...?"
"Huh? Roses mean that?"
"...You didn't know?"
"..."
Fuck. Did I just confess to my aunt??
"A single rose means 'I love you.'"
"Holy shit."
A single rose is "I love you," so a burning one must be "I love you passionately" or something? Then an eternally burning rose?
'I love you passionately. Forever?'
"Whoa."
I went and did something monumental. Confessed, and on top of that, gave her the item Undying Ecstasy? No wonder she fell hard...
So that's why she got so soaking wet, craving my cock...
Now it all makes sense. But what about the hymen? Why did Aunt have one...? Roses can't have that function too, right?
Sigh. Wanna ask, but...
Insanely curious, but bad timing. Should've asked earlier, but we were too busy fucking. Can't just blurt out now, "By the way, why the hymen?"
'Gotta find a chance later. Figure out what happened.'
"Nephew."
Right on cue, as I thought of her, Aunt called me.
"Yes, Aunt."
"Preparations are complete. Let's go."
Time to receive Baekseol's custom armament.
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I had some grand plans lined up. After getting Baekseol's custom gear and securing the artificial island successfully, I'd tour the HQ, upgrade Sua, check out weapons or enhancement suits fitting for me. If possible, stock about 10 universal suits too.
It'll cost a fortune, but that many should keep me from getting wrecked anywhere. Even Namdong Industrial Complex, where they swarm and beat you down at the slightest touch—might crush that with this setup.
"Here is the knight's custom armament."
A massive lab. A woman in a neat suit, like a salesperson, handed Baekseol a rectangular case about 30cm long.
That puny thing's the custom armament?
Feels off from what I expected... Custom armaments were like mini-mechs, right? Human-sized Gundam vibe. But nothing that size fits in there...
'Watch first.'
Creeeak.
Suit-lady opened the case. Inside, a long cylindrical thing about 25cm, like intricately carved white marble. Looks heavy from the material...
How's that a custom armament?
"Please hold it."
"..."
Baekseol took it, entranced. Her face twitched at the hefty weight.
"This is...!"
"This custom armament has three stages. It's inactive now, but activate stage one and—"
Zzeng.
A slender blade extended from the cylinder's end in Baekseol's grip. Instinctive activation, probably. About a meter long, made of light. Shaped like a curved sword blade, edges glowing blindingly intense.
"As you see, it outputs plasma. Control depends on the knight's qi mastery—infinite extension or contraction possible."
So user skill lets it stretch to tens of meters, then retract? Swing it long and everything in range gets sliced?
Holy shit, a weapon like this exists?
"Any stage activates the knight's special genes, massively boosting physicals. For example, short bursts up to 10x sound speed."
"!!"
"Stage two is plasma gun. Activate with right button, fire via qi control. But not here, of course."
"Ah."
"Stage three is armament deployment—the essence of this weapon."
Stage three's the classic custom armament I know. Human donning a mech, blasting everywhere, smashing wildly... Strategic weapon making knights true knights. All packed in that tiny cylinder...
These guys are insane.
76 years in, still using phones like no progress, but shit like this? Unreal tech.
"This... my weapon..."
"Yes, the knight's custom armament."
"...!!"
Baekseol deactivated it, inspecting closely. She likes it.
"Ah...! Um,"
Snapping to, she looked around, then bowed deeply to me and Aunt.
"Thank you!!"
"You getting stronger makes me stronger—what's to thank?"
I patted her shoulder, meaning "work hard." Aunt ignored her completely.
"By the way, Aunt, how much did this cost?"
"No idea. Don't track every petty detail."
She answers me.
"This weapon incorporated about 1.1723 trillion won."
"Wh-what? A trillion?? Not even a custom mech, just armament?"
"!!!"
What the—
"...That much for a custom armament?"
Even Aunt looked shocked. Normal custom armaments wrap at hundreds of billions; heavy ones thousands. Over a trillion??
"The knight's potential output far exceeds standards... Matching it ballooned the budget."
"Hm."
Ah... Our Seol's too strong...
Makes sense. Future strongest knight in humanity.
"Seems decently useful."
"Our Seol's something else."
Feels proud for no reason. But doesn't this mean I scammed Aunt over a trillion? With island and custom mech still coming—feels like too much.
"Whoa, that tiny thing's a trillion..."
Sua drooled. Not even a knight—why covet it? You can't use it anyway, you little slut.
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Next up after the armament: mechs. Baekseol's custom one under construction, still too early-stage to see shape. Just distant clanging vibes.
The massive underground cavern I'd glimpsed earlier impressed more. Big enough for a whole city underground, stacked with weapons. Even top modern weapons like mechs—over a thousand visible. Prepping for war?
Mind-boggling scale left me dazed.
"Sorry about that."
"Pardon?"
Lost in thought, Aunt suddenly apologized. Why?
"Wanted to base it on 9th-gen mechs if possible, but looks impossible."
"Ah."
"Core output and material stability have critical flaws. Had to go 8th-gen."
That explains.
"No worries at all. 8th or 1st gen—I'm just grateful."
"...Right."
Aunt smiled faintly at me. Sultry allure softened her icy face. Memories of her hot pussy flesh flooded back.
Ah. Why get me hard again.
"Saying that makes me want to give more. Somehow make it 9th-gen."
"...That bad?"
Gominyoung frowned, pinching her nose bridge. She'd never twisted her cold expression before—must be serious.
"They say it needs room-temp normal-pressure superconductor."
"...Huh?"
"Absurd. Doesn't exist. Sigh... Doubt it'll even complete. Who knows how many years."
Our RK-99's big stage??
"...If that existed, 9th-gen would develop?"
"Massive progress. Solves all critical issues."
Then...!
"So, Aunt, if room-temp normal-pressure superconductor gets developed, how much would you pay? Unit cost'll be high. Mass production tricky..."
"Unit cost?"
She flashed a chilling smile. Goosebumps hit.
"Nephew, things like that aren't bought. You seize and own them."
"Ah."
"Can't hand room-temp superconductors to others. Prime cuts like that—you take by any means. Remember that."