The Sword Saint's Overwhelming Might and the Rite of Submission
So strong!
"Hoo..."
I collapsed face-first onto the bed, burying my face in the pillow after being wrung completely dry.
The master seemed to be savoring the afterglow, lighting up another cigarette.
"You came buckets, you little shit."
"...Why the hell do you say stuff like that? After sucking me dry like that."
"I was just trying to knock you up through your throat with all that cum. Think I wouldn't notice?"
Why the fuck does she say such nonsense?
No way in hell I'd ever understand it.
"Let's rest a bit and go again."
"No, why...? I thought it was just gonna be sucking my dick dry... that's it, right?"
"Sucking my dick? Sounds so fucking hot. Everything you do is just so slutty."
Right now, I had no clue. My body had been worked to the bone.
As my strength drained away, the master got up from the bed.
"Hm... Feels like something's coming."
Probably a staff member coming because she smashed up the hallway? Or maybe an assassin.
Being next to the master makes me feel safe.
They say there's no player in Korea stronger than the master. Of course, it's straight from her mouth, so who knows how reliable that is.
"Feels like a pretty strong one's coming. Level 50 or higher."
"Does Level 50 come with anything special?"
"Yeah. At 50, you unlock your ultimate trait. It's insanely powerful—could even take me out if I'm not careful."
The moment I heard that, I bolted upright in bed.
"Wait, isn't that dangerous...?"
"Probably? I don't have my gear, but that bitch probably does."
"Uh..."
"Don't worry."
The master smirked and stroked my body, kneading my ass especially hard.
"I'll win for sure."
With that, she threw on some clothes and headed out the door.
"Crazy bitch? The name Sword Saint will ring out."
At that instant, the assassin's trait activated. The surroundings darkened, and space itself twisted.
"Oh, a unique barrier domain..."
"Kids these days call it domain expansion, huh. Guess I'm not that old."
"Listen to this prick's fancy talk."
She'd created a barrier. No doubt it sealed us off from the outside.
"Picked a barrier for your Level 50 trait?"
"You know your stuff."
"Of course! I know a bitch who chose this one. Fucking annoying."
According to the master's explanation, this trait created a special space that separated the inside from the outside.
"You probably specced mostly into summons... And the barrier's extra resets summon cooldowns?"
"You really do know your shit, senior."
"With all my experience? How could I not?"
"Then let's get to it."
Durahan Kim Yushin
A name straight out of history books. But his appearance was a medieval European knight's armor, zero historical accuracy.
Unlike the "durahan" name suggesting headless, he had a perfectly intact neck—and it looked plenty threatening.
"Got this summon as a special reward before. Cooldown's a month? Way too long to be practical."
"So you use the barrier to reset the cooldown and summon it?"
"Exactly. Even you won't beat this easily, senior."
The master had no gear, and facing that monster looked tough. Should I help? My body was too stiff to move properly.
[You shall meet a glorious death!]
His speech didn't match the historical figure at all, but now wasn't the time to nitpick.
The summon cleaved through the darkness, dragging out a headless white horse. Fresh blood gushed from the severed neck.
Even worse was its attack. Mounted, it thrust its cavalry lance forward, charging straight at the master.
"M-Master!"
Should I block it? No way. I couldn't...
"Yaaawn."
But the master was utterly relaxed, like she was at tea time.
She just extended her hand.
What happened next was straight-up magic. In the blink of an eye, the knight—decked out in hundreds of kilos of gear—went tumbling to the floor.
What the hell just happened?
It was like the whole process got skipped.
"Wha..."
Even the Level 50 assassin looked stunned by that move.
The master stomped down on the summon's head with her bare foot. Her pale sole crushed the skull, squirting out what looked like brains.
"How? Simple. Overwhelming dynamic vision and reaction speed."
"This is bullshit..."
"Bullshit? You're facing the strongest player in Korea right now."
I knew the master was strong. Impossible not to.
But I didn't know she was this level.
I mean... defying the laws of physics like it was nothing? No idea.
"Looks like your toys are all used up. Time for beddy-bye."
The master didn't bluff. She just advanced, and suddenly the assassin's neck was in her grip.
Crack! A nasty bone sound echoed. Definitely snapped the cervical vertebrae with just her fingers.
"You killed her...?"
"Nah, not dead. Just minor damage to the neck for some paralysis. Players recover from that after a meal and a nap."
I didn't want to say it, but damn, the master looked hot as hell today.
She can do shit like this.
Protected by a woman like her? On the flip side, no escaping her either...
"Pretty cool, huh?"
"Y-Yeah..."
"Gonna make her spill who sent her. Such a pain in the ass. Can't they leave a quiet guy alone?"
The master grumbled, wrapping her arm around my waist.
Unlike usual, I just took it meekly.
The awards ceremony was, of course, canceled.
Not just because the master punched up the place—apparently, a few attendees got killed too.
"Some dumbfuck knight order got hit."
"You know them?"
"Yeah. Bunch of psycho assholes."
From what I heard, a pretty famous guild called the Knights Order got ambushed by the assassin.
"They were delivery boys originally. Delivery scum."
"Delivery guys?"
"Don't get the wrong idea. They're such shitty cunts they don't even deserve the name. They colluded to jack delivery fees up to 7,000 won."
All players get different trait options based on aptitude or talent.
This delivery alliance only got "knight"-related ones, so they started acting like real medieval European knights.
"They're decent in a fight but have zero manners. Last time I borrowed some gear, they threw a fucking fit..."
Guess the master doesn't like the Knights Order much, the way she rags on them.
"Serves 'em right, the bastards. Shoulda stayed in their lane. Pfft, hope they trip into a puddle and drown."
Good or bad, they're unrelated to us, so no need to care. Probably?
"Anyway. Hyunwoo. Isn't it about time for your gu bae ji rye to your master?"
"What's that? Nine bows?"
"Whoa... You really know nothing, do you?"
Turns out, gu bae ji rye wasn't nine bows—it meant nine ways of bowing.
Not a big deal... So why bring it up out of nowhere? In a hotel room, no less.
"Heave-ho."
And why set up a tripod? No way...
"Gonna add to my collection."
"Master..."
"Kneel and give me a deep bow. Now."
"I have no idea what this means."
"Just do it! On your knees."
I obeyed. Knelt and bowed deeply toward her.
"Hee hee."
The master giggled like it was the funniest thing, climbed onto the bed, and stepped on my head with her foot.
That same sole that burst a powerful summon's skull...
I knew she wouldn't, but if she put even a little pressure here!
"Domination feels so fucking good. Haah, perfect. You little shit."
"Guh, urk."
"You bowed to my pussy, so from now on, you submit to my lower half too. Got it?"
...No way. Gotta make money somehow to avoid this shit.
I'll pay off this month's debt no matter what.