Chapter 584: Waiting for Master to Wake Up...
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 584: Waiting for Master to Wake Up...
"I'm going to kill that bastard who cut off my arm!"
Lee Jae-won glared at Lee Dae-gon with bloodshot eyes, his voice ringing out like a declaration of war.
"A-Alliance Leader! What... what are you saying?!"
Startled by the murderous intent in Lee Jae-won's words, Lee Dae-gon called out to him in a panic.
Step, step, step.
Lee Jae-won ignored him and began to walk past. He felt he had no time to waste bickering with someone so tactless.
"You cannot!"
Lee Dae-gon moved quickly, blocking Lee Jae-won’s path.
"Move out of my way!" Lee Jae-won barked, his face contorted in a fierce scowl.
"I cannot move!"
"What?! Do even you take me for a fool now?" Lee Jae-won roared, his eyes burning with fury.
Tremble.
Lee Dae-gon began to shake all over. He simply couldn't withstand the Alliance Leader's ominous, chilling gaze.
"Move. Now!"
"I... I cannot..." Dae-gon stammered, his entire body quivering.
"Do you truly intend to mock me, your Alliance Leader?!" Lee Jae-won hissed, his eyes brimming with killing intent.
"A decision regarding Jang Sun-woo's punishment has not been made yet! If you take it upon yourself to kill him now, you will undoubtedly face a massive public backlash."
Lee Dae-gon forced himself to steady his trembling voice as he spoke. He wasn't lying. No official decision had been reached regarding Sun-woo. The leadership had been locked in endless debate, unable to come to a proper conclusion.
If the Alliance Leader were to execute Sun-woo unilaterally under these circumstances, many would condemn him. They would call him a volatile man who ignored all due process and protocol just to satisfy a personal vendetta.
Lee Dae-gon was worried about Lee Jae-won’s reputation. Jae-won had already lost a significant amount of prestige after his arbitrary decision regarding the succession competition. If he acted recklessly again, his political standing would be severely diminished.
And if Lee Jae-won fell, Lee Dae-gon—who had hitched his wagon to him—would fall as well. He had to stop him. He had to prevent Lee Jae-won from killing the boy on a whim.
"I don't care!"
Whether he understood Lee Dae-gon’s concerns or not, Lee Jae-won remained stubborn and shouted back.
"My arm was cut off! My arm! How am I supposed to endure this? Do you think I'm some kind of saint? I'm a human being! I'm a man who gets angry, gets annoyed, and wants to kill his enemy!"
Lee Jae-won began to scream wildly. His left arm was gone. He had been permanently disabled, a burden he would have to carry for the rest of his life. How could he possibly endure it? How could he not kill the one responsible?
"Alliance Leader! You mustn't! Please, look at the bigger picture!"
Pale-faced, Lee Dae-gon desperately tried to dissuade him. He understood Jae-won's feelings, but the situation was dire. This was a time to sharpen the blade, not to draw it.
"The bigger picture? I couldn't care less about that! All that matters to me right now is killing Jang Sun-woo!"
Lee Jae-won beat his chest in frustration. It had to be now. He didn't have the confidence to defeat Sun-woo otherwise.
Even while suffering from what could only be described as massive blood loss, Jang Sun-woo had overwhelmed him. If they met again after the boy had recovered, Jae-won knew he wouldn't be able to win. The Killing Sword Sun-woo had forged contained a will far stronger than his own Formless Sword.
He had to kill him now, while he was unconscious and unable to fight back.
‘That damn old man, Seon-ong! He should have given me a more useful Heart Sword! To pass down such a flawed technique...!’
Lee Jae-won scowled, cursing his official master, Seon-ong, in his mind. He felt the Formless Sword he had inherited was worthless. To think a Heart Sword passed down by a master could be crushed by a brat who had only just grasped the concept—what a useless old man.
"Alliance Leader! Please... reconsider!"
Unaware of Lee Jae-won’s internal monologue, Lee Dae-gon continued to plead earnestly.
"There is nothing to reconsider! Do not block my path!"
Lee Jae-won roared at him. To him, the matter was so obvious it didn't even warrant a second thought. He stepped to the side, intending to walk past.
Step.
Lee Dae-gon moved his entire body to block him again. His resolve not to let Lee Jae-won pass was firm.
‘This son of a bitch. Should I just kill him?’
Lee Jae-won stared at him, seriously contemplating whether to kill this annoying, tactless bastard or try to persuade him one last time.
Whoosh.
Suddenly, Lee Jae-won’s fingers darted forward toward Lee Dae-gon.
Tap, tap, tap, tap.
"Wha—?!"
Lee Dae-gon’s body stiffened. His acupoints had been struck.
"A-Alliance... Leader!" Dae-gon called out urgently.
"Stay here quietly," Lee Jae-won said, looking down at the frozen man.
"Alliance Leader! You can't do this! Please, undo the technique!" Dae-gon pleaded, raising his voice.
"You talk too much."
Lee Jae-won frowned slightly and reached out his finger again.
Tap.
"............"
Lee Dae-gon, who had been pleading, suddenly fell silent. His mute point had been struck.
"Finally, some peace and quiet."
Satisfied with the silence, Lee Jae-won’s expression relaxed. He had finally shut the mouth of the man who had been quacking like a noisy duck.
"I'll be going now."
Lee Jae-won glanced at the paralyzed Lee Dae-gon one last time before walking past him.
‘No!’
Despair filled Lee Dae-gon’s eyes as he watched him go. He felt as though his political career was coming to an end.
‘You bastard, I’m going to take your head!’
Oblivious to Lee Dae-gon’s despair, Lee Jae-won hurried toward the quarters where Sun-woo was being kept.
*
Poke, poke, poke.
A finger gently prodded a soft cheek several times.
Squish, squish.
The soft, supple texture of the cheek was felt perfectly through the fingertip.
"Haah... You're even cute when you're sleeping..."
Joo So-yang let out an admiring sigh, her face flushed as she gazed at the unconscious Sun-woo. Even in sleep, he looked incredibly adorable to her.
Squeeze.
She spread her thumb and index finger and pinched Sun-woo’s cheek, slowly pulling on it. The soft skin stretched easily.
"...Haah... So lovely."
She sighed again. Even his stretching cheek felt precious to her.
".......I can't take it anymore..."
Joo So-yang’s eyes began to grow hazy. She was completely entranced by the sight of her sleeping Master.
Slide.
She slowly lifted her skirt, revealing her slightly damp, snow-white underwear. She pushed the fabric to the side, exposing the blooming red petals glistening with nectar.
Grasp.
She grabbed the unconscious Sun-woo’s hand and slowly pressed her wide-open pussy against it.
Shiver.
"Haaah...!"
Joo So-yang’s entire body shuddered. A massive wave of pleasure surged through her just from the contact of his hand.
"Haah... Master..."
Rub, rub.
She began to grind her body against his hand, moving slowly back and forth.
Squelch, squelch.
The lewd sound of moisture filled the room.
"Haaah... Mmm... Haaah..."
Faint moans escaped her lips, unable to endure the sensation of his fingers stimulating her pussy.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
After rubbing herself against him for some time...
"HAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!"
A loud cry, incomparable to her previous moans, burst from her lips.
Splash.
At the same time, a flood of sexual fluid erupted from her. She had reached a climax just by rubbing her pussy against his fingers.
"Haaah... haaaah... ♡"
Sun-woo’s hand was now completely drenched in her fluids. Joo So-yang felt a profound sense of happiness. Though she was middle-aged and shouldn't jump to conclusions about the meaning of happiness, she felt that this moment was the closest she had ever been to it.
Drip, drip, drip.
Her vaginal fluids continued to leak out without pause. After a while...
"Huff... huff... huff..."
Joo So-yang, having released a flood of fluids, panted heavily. She had been so overwhelmed by the pleasure that she had forgotten to breathe.
"Huff... huff... Master... it feels so good... ♡"
Joo So-yang gazed at the sleeping Sun-woo with hazy eyes.
Mwah.
She pressed a light kiss to his lips.
Flush.
Happiness welled up from deep within her heart once more, and her eyes grew even more unfocused.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Wipe, wipe.
After her excitement had cooled down somewhat, Joo So-yang took out a dry cloth and began to clean up. She wiped the bed and Sun-woo’s hand, both of which were soaked as if a flood had passed through.
Wipe, wipe.
Once she had cleaned everything in sight, she tucked the cloth under her skirt and slowly wiped her damp pussy. The dry cloth was quickly saturated with her fluids. It seemed the cloth was too small to handle such a large amount.
‘I should prepare more of these.’
She looked at the soaked cloth and thought she would need to keep a larger supply on hand. Having finished the cleanup, she turned her gaze back to Sun-woo.
"Haah..."
A hot breath escaped her. Just looking at him made her feel aroused again, even though she had just reached a climax through masturbation.
‘Ahhh... Sun-woo...’
Her face was filled with bliss. She was so happy to have Sun-woo all to herself in this moment. Since no final judgment had been made, she had volunteered to guard him, claiming he needed protection. This naturally gave her more time alone with him.
How could she not be happy? Her sly daughter, Lee Ye-seol, who lusted after Sun-woo’s seed, wasn't here. Neither were the newly added slave mother and daughter, Paeng Ga-ryeon and Lee Gi-yeon, nor the beautifully dim-witted pair, Hwangbo Yu-yeon and Lee So-ran. It was just her and him.
‘Would it be okay if he woke up... just a little later?’
She wished Sun-woo would stay asleep a bit longer so she could keep him all to herself.
‘Phew... no... it’s better if he wakes up soon.’
Her expression turned somber. she felt she was being too selfish in such a serious situation. Sun-woo’s current position was precarious. The majority of the leadership wanted to kill him for damaging the Alliance's prestige. If she hadn't threatened that the decision shouldn't be made by a simple majority vote, he might have been killed in his sleep.
Furthermore, if Lee Jae-won woke up first, there was no way he would leave Sun-woo alone. He would surely try to kill him. Sun-woo being unconscious was the perfect opportunity for Jae-won to strike.
‘So... please wake up... Sun-woo...’
Poke, poke, poke.
With a sad expression, Joo So-yang poked Sun-woo’s soft cheek, silently pleading for him to wake up. She wanted him to wake up and praise her for how well she had protected him.
Thump.
Joo So-yang buried her face in Sun-woo’s chest. She closed her eyes, feeling his warmth. She intended to stay leaned against him until he woke up.
Twitch.
Suddenly, Joo So-yang flinched. She sensed someone outside. She quickly lifted her head from Sun-woo’s chest and stared at the door with a serious expression.
Knock, knock, knock.
Someone began to knock on the door.
"Who is it?!" Joo So-yang shouted. She had given strict orders that no one was to enter; this was an intolerable rudeness.
"Mother! It's an emergency!"
Her daughter’s urgent voice came from outside.
"What is it?" Joo So-yang asked, her curiosity piqued.
"Father is trying to come into the room!" Lee Ye-seol cried out in a panicked tone.
"What?!"
Joo So-yang’s face filled with shock. She hadn't expected him to get out of bed so soon.