Incubus Set (2)

Reaching the 15th floor had been a breeze. The elves grew more numerous and better armed the higher I went, but that didn't change a thing—they couldn't stop me.

"It's been a while since we had a visitor."

As I stepped onto the 15th floor, a tall elf wearing a crown woven from tree branches approached me.

Next to him was something made of wood. It took me a moment to realize it was a massive tree root.

"Turn back. I don't want to spill your blood and flesh before the sacred World Tree."

Sorry, but I couldn't leave without killing him.

As I tightened my grip on my sword, the druid let out a deep sigh and continued.

"You'll regret this."

Wood creak—!

Suddenly, the druid's body twisted grotesquely, transforming into a massive furry beast.

It was a bear at least four meters tall. So druids could shapeshift into animals—exactly as I'd heard.

The beast let out a thunderous roar and charged.

Four meters tall—that was about the size of a single-story building.

As it barreled straight at me, the displaced air whipped against my face. It wasn't just huge; its speed was dizzying.

'If that hits, my bones would shatter.'

Luckily, it was a bit far off, giving me just enough time to roll aside and dodge.

Boom—! The trees in its path were uprooted and flung everywhere. That thick trunk in one hit?

Shrrk.

Suddenly, the bear's eyes flashed green, and my body grew heavy.

Druid magic, no doubt. Binding me?

But I had an item that not only blocked debuffs but reflected them back.

The crushing sensation lifted from me and enveloped the bear instead.

I didn't miss the opening. I lunged in and jammed my blade between its neck muscles.

'Thick.'

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A four-meter frame meant muscles and bones of unimaginable toughness. Its joints had to support tons of weight.

The blade barely pierced, just scraping the skin.

'Slicing through with my strength alone? No way.'

The Sword Ghost's Eye immediately highlighted another weakness: not the thick trapezius, but the relatively thin armpit.

Perfect timing—the druid was raising its front paw to counter, exposing its armpit fully.

'Good thing I studied anatomy like Master said.'

Lesser-known fact: the armpit clusters vital nerves. I thrust the blade in, and the druid howled, twisting in agony. The binding magic kept it from moving much.

I yanked the sword free, and the beast toppled sideways, unable to right itself after I shredded some key nerve.

I finished it off with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a stab to the throat.

Both traits were solid. Too bad I couldn't pick both.

But Master had said Solar Blade took priority. I selected it without hesitation. It was just 5cm now, but it'd grow as I leveled up.

Time to cash in. I hoped for something valuable I could sell.

Why the extra kindness with explanations? Seemed suspicious, but whatever.

Nice. People hire mages just for detection skills. Unique rarity? Insane.

What the hell is this weird crap? Pass.

...So, only option one. Shady name, but let's go.

'Won't even sell.'

Fine, I'd use it. A tail...? Where does it attach?

Another item down, but not being able to sell it was frustrating.

'Sigh... No, don't get greedy.'

I was growing at an insane pace already. Asking for more would jinx it.

'Time to head back.'

Report to Master first.

Back at the dojo, I told her about my growth, and she stared at me like she couldn't believe it.

"Took down a druid solo? And you already got Solar Blade..."

"What do you think? I'm pretty good, right!?"

"Yeah? Way more talented than I thought. At this rate..."

I hadn't bragged much to avoid seeming cocky, but I had a hunch I was a genius.

Keep this up, and I'd get even stronger.

"Anyway, my disciple. Two weeks left..."

"Ah! About the debt—I'll pay it off quick now that I'm stronger."

Still a month of leeway. A kiss or whatever wouldn't lead to anything crazy.

"Hmmm. That confidence makes me doubt you. Not planning to run, are you?"

"No way. You don't trust me?"

"It's not that. But trust is key in relationships, right? I need some insurance."

Such needless worry. The most influential person in Korea scared I'd bolt?

It'd be like a prosecutor skipping out on debt. She'd track me down easy, and I'd pay dearly if caught.

"People are selfish beasts—they betray even their benefactors. Even this beautiful, kind Master has been stabbed in the back a few times."

"But I'm serious..."

"Eh, talk is cheap. I won't do anything to you."

She talked like she was collaring a dog but ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠proposed no real measures.

Just stared at me gently.

"Running won't help. If you bolt? Fuck the contract—I'll hunt you down and fuck you raw."

Before I knew it, I was in Master's room. Still a mess. Cigarettes, beer cans...

How does she sleep here? I'd clean it fearing bugs.

"See?"

"Ugh..."

"Your face alone got my pussy dripping wet."

She dropped her pants matter-of-factly, exposing her pussy bare.

The small hole was visible. She loved showing off her body.

Craving praise as the superior woman? Taunting me to crush me under her excellence?

And as she said, it glistened with slick juices flowing openly.

"Truth is, I sometimes hope you run. Wanna shove my pussy on your cock and pound away."

"Th-that'll never happen!"

"Never? Heh heh, looks like five months till full sex to me. I'll eat you up good then."

Hungry beasts tear prey apart viciously, they say.

If I couldn't pay in five months... She'd fuck me mercilessly. Rough as hell.