Sex Prep: Babel's 33rd Floor Grows Fiercer
Babel's 33rd floor was even more treacherous.
"The sun god Prometheus took pity on the giants and bestowed embers upon them. Now, I shall grant you a fragment of that flame."
As the 10-meter-tall giant covered in tattoos began chanting his spell, flames erupted from his massive palm.
"What the... a giant using magic?"
It's no surprise. Even Odin learned magic from the giants.
With a giant wielding the magic, its scale was absurdly massive. If that fired off, the whole area would burn to ash.
But the valkyrie didn't let it happen. She shot forward at astonishing speed, thrusting her spear through the giant's eye and twisting it until he collapsed.
Come to think of it, you seem to have feathers from Huginn and Muninn. How about using those?
"I tried them before, but they weren't great."
Hm? It looks like you have one more trait available to you.
Oh right, I get another trait at level 30.
I checked it out, without much expectation.
Dance in Midair: Summons a rope that binds a designated biological enemy. This is an absolute judgment and cannot be broken under any circumstances.
It was surprisingly good, unlike what I'd expected.
You're a swordsman, focused on speed, right? Status effects are essential for you. Excellent skill.
"Somehow it sounds weird when you say it..."
She looked like a Norse warrior woman, yet she spouted game-like English so casually. Another effect of Babel, no doubt.
Your hunts will speed up now, won't they?
And just like that, my hunting pace gained serious momentum.
A noose hangs.
A thick rope appeared around the giant's neck, binding it tight. The valkyrie flew straight there, piercing its eyeball and blasting through the back of its skull.
One down in an instant. Blood sprayed from the neck of another giant, moments from finishing his chant.
I'd made my move. While the valkyrie drew its attention, I'd slashed its throat and toppled it.
Choose your reward!
1. Giant's Gauntlet
2. Touch of Death
3. Dynamics of Vibration
I picked the one that sounded coolest. Touch of Death had a badass ring to it.
◈ Gauntlets usable only by noble, mighty death knights chosen by the undead king.
◈ Freezes targets without ice resistance for 5 seconds. (Cooldown: 1 minute)
It was a pretty useful item. But not for me. I already had a unique equipped, and it massively boosted my health and strength.
My level went up again amid all that. Nice feeling. Just one more and I'd snag another trait.
By the way, where did you learn your swordsmanship? It's like a finely honed saw blade.
"Uh... what do you mean?"
A sharp blade cuts cleanly through anything. But a saw? It tears flesh mercilessly with its teeth, maximizing pain.
The analogy made it click.
Master's quicksword was all about swift resolution, clean cuts—but it had a messy edge too. Not bad, just... it made blood spray everywhere. Especially impressive how even a graze left a deep gash.
Fine swordsmanship. Can't guess the creator's intent, but it'll be effective against powerful foes ahead. Well then, shall we keep climbing?
"Nah, I'll call it here for today."
Right, right... rest is important too.
To be precise, it wasn't rest—I was heading off to offer my body to Master.
Three weeks until next month, but Master was already acting like she'd won.
"What underwear should I wear..."
And no wonder—my debt alone was over 1 billion won, with interest in the tens of millions.
No point paying interest anymore.
Time to switch strategies: sell off expensive unique items to pay it down. Faster that way, even if listing them took time.
"Hyunwoo, pick out some underwear for next month."
"Just wear anything."
In this gender-reversed world, fashion was women's domain. Fussing over grooming and outfits was feminine. Her asking me to choose underwear fit that culture.
"'Anything'? You don't get it, do you? This is an important ritual."
"Ugh..."
"Don't look at me with those disgusted eyes. Makes me wanna fuck you right now. Can't you see I'm holding back?"
Underwear of every color spread across the bed... She always loved showing off. Probably thought flashing these proved she was a healthy woman. Her intentions were transparent. Sickeningly so.
"This one."
"Black? Oh, nice choice. It's split in the middle, so my pussy shows right through. Heh heh."
In the end, we settled on the crotchless one. A sigh escaped me.
"Gotta prep ahead. First night'll be pure ecstasy."
She'd even put a fridge in the room, stocked full of energy drinks and water.
"...Master. By the way."
"Yeah?"
"You cleaned up."
Something struck me looking around the room.
Unlike before, with ashtrays and beer cans everywhere, it was spotless.
...A change of heart?
"Ah... this? It's nothing."
"Did you actually listen to me?"
"Hm?"
The old Master was high-handed, doing whatever she pleased, ignoring my words.
But now she'd listened and cleaned spotless... Vacuuming and mopping herself? That arrogant woman?
"Uh, well... not like I listened to you on purpose. Just felt dirty. You like it this way too, right?"
"Hmmm."
"...W-what? Why that face?!"
I was just amazed. Ryu Ga-eul changing her behavior?
"Hey! Answer me!"
"Just 'cause Master's being so good. So praiseworthy."
"You dare call your sky-high master 'praiseworthy' with that cheek? Know your place!"
Anyway, she seemed deeply embarrassed by her own actions.
People get violent when embarrassed. Master too—of course, it was sexual violence, not physical.
"Pull out your dick."
"...Already?"
I could handle this level of exposure easily now. As I obeyed, she dropped her pants and spread her pussy wide with her fingers.
"Jerk it."
"...Master."
"Hurry up. You think I'm joking?"
Even spread wide with force, the hole was still tight. Like it was dying to swallow my dick to the root. Sticky fluids kept oozing out.
"Fine. I'll do it..."
My dick had hardened the moment she grabbed my arm, so I just had to stroke. Slowly... no rush, shaking it toward Master's tiny hole.
What would it feel like shoving in there? Amazing, obviously. Like how your hand stretches around a thick object.
...Fuck, I'm losing it.
"Watch closely. In three weeks, right here, this pussy's gonna gulp down your dick whole."
"Ugh..."
"I'll swallow it tight, down to the root, nice and clean. Got it? Better brace yourself, you fucking bastard."
For some reason, her cursing made my dick twitch. Why...?
Ejaculation surged fast. Semen bubbled up from the base.
I stared into space for a second, then intense pleasure hit as thick fluid spurted from my dick...
"M-Master. This is."
"Hah, you crazy fuck."
"It was an accident! I didn't mean to!"
"Accident? Accident?! That looked totally intentional!"
The cum splattered right at her pussy entrance. Too much volume, and... since she'd spread it so wide with her fingers, a tiny bit—just a tiny bit—slipped inside.
"What if I get pregnant from this?"
Not enough for that, obviously. But she used it as an excuse to demand an answer.
"...I'll take care of you."
Not the response she expected? Her smile vanished.
"You? Me?"
"If you get pregnant, I'll look after you, Master. Won't happen, though."
"You'll... look after me...?"
So I went full frontal assault. Her stunned face was a sight to behold.