Chapter 8
Chapter 8
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: Milf Village of Beginnings
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"Hmm~ I think it's great that you're so spirited and all~"
Yuna ran her hand through her hair as she slowly rose to her feet.
"Do you even understand the situation?"
"Of course."
Understand it? Hell yeah, I did.
From here on out, this damn monster was going to rape me, toy with me like a plaything, and eventually eat me alive.
And this wasn't a game—it was reality.
If I died here, I died for real.
But that was only if I lost.
So, to become the winner, I'd thrash around like a madman.
No matter that death could come at any moment, I didn't feel a shred of fear.
All I could think about was that goddamn knight bitch who'd repaid my kindness with malice.
Yuna stared straight into my eyes.
She let out a sigh.
"Listen~ Even Yuna, the eternal idol who's lived forever, has never seen a size like yours before, and I just want to have some fun with it?"
"......"
"If you satisfy me, I might let you live? Don't you think that's your best shot at survival?"
I silently raised my sword a bit higher.
"Nooo. You... Do you think I'm weak right now because I lost a good chunk of my body in that last fight? In your Outsider terms, this is just farming fodder. Farming fodder."
Do I look weak to you? Yuna asked, as if that was the dumbest thing she'd ever heard.
Weak? No way in hell.
My instincts, honed from countless battles in games, were screaming at me.
This woman was even stronger in this state.
In game terms, it felt like phase two.
And yet, I was certain she was weakened too.
Not in strength, but in stamina.
Gold's attacks had done real damage to her.
This slime was bluffing, just a little.
If she wasn't weakened, she wouldn't have listened to me back there and urged them to kill Gold while I spoke.
She'd entered phase two, but she was still bleeding out like an old pro gamer who'd been worn down.
She'd gone along with my words because everyone piling on would be... not dangerous, exactly, but a real hassle.
This was my one and only chance to escape—while she was weakened.
"Hey~ Um... What's your name, anyway? Whatever. It's better for me if you come along nicely, so no need to worry about dying right away. If I like you, I might even keep you around forever?"
In other words, live like livestock that could be slaughtered the moment she changed her mind.
No need to hear more.
"Shouldn't you just survive first and worry about the rest later?"
"You said you wanted to be an idol."
"Huh? I don't want to be one—Yuna already is..."
"What kind of idol begs men to shove it in her? You goddamn whore."
"......"
"Oh... Or is this realism? I guess a rare few idols make it by pleasing the higher-ups, so you're copying that? You've lived forever, and at your age, you're calling yourself an idol? Are you insane?"
Cheap provocation, but I could feel the air shift with my skin.
For some reason, "idol" meant a lot to her.
"Even if you talk shit like that, you'll just die in agony. Why hurt yourself like this?"
Surprising.
I figured she'd lunge right away, but she held back.
She had more patience than expected.
Yuna sighed and spoke.
"Fine... I'll admit you're pissing me off pretty good. So no more thoughts of sparing you, but if you submit now, I'll at least kill you with the ultimate pleasure. It was tasty earlier, right? My milk."
She squeezed her breasts.
Blue droplets fell from her nipples, drop by drop.
It was erotic as hell, enough to make my crotch twitch just looking at it, but I snorted.
"If it's so tasty, why don't you drink it yourself?"
"Hmm... The drug hasn't kicked in yet? Hey. If you're banking on some special perk, why not quit while you can? My nickname is Idol and all, but humans know me way better by my other one~? Though maybe it's faded into legend by now."
I ignored Yuna as she tilted her head and chattered nonstop, adding one more line.
"You said it melts brains, right? You're already brainless enough, so it wouldn't matter if you did..."
Clang!
I barely deflected something flying straight at my right eye.
The speed was incomparable to anything before. Squinting, I saw transparent tentacles writhing around Yuna.
"Oh? You blocked it? So you do have something to rely on?"
She smiled casually as she closed the distance.
"Is that your perk? Good reflexes? Pretty plain compared to others~ But surprisingly, it's talent? Or a skill?"
I didn't know what she was talking about, but one thing was clear.
I had less info on this monster than I did on myself as a player.
"Yeah, well. You're acting all confident saying you're stronger now, but you're pretty plain yourself. Already look plain, and if your skills suck too, what then?"
"Ugh... So annoying~ Should've shut your mouth with that earlier. Ahaha~"
As she laughed, another tentacle shot out. By the time I heard the whoosh, it was inches from my body.
Klang!
"......"
I knocked the tentacle away, and it rang like metal. It looked like jelly, but the hardness was insane.
Annoyed at being blocked again, ten tentacles sprouted from her back and rippled.
"Fine~ Even without limbs, I can still milk that white stuff out of your dick, right?"
Rumble rumble rumble
A blue wave-like pulse emanated from Yuna's body.
Something filled the room.
I flinched, thinking it was an attack, but it didn't affect me directly.
"Dragging this out is boring~ I wasn't gonna use seals on trash like you, but let's end it quick, got it?"
"Fuck off."
My reply was the signal. The ten tentacles unleashed like a Vulcan cannon, rat-tat-tat.
Fast as they were, they weren't monotonous—mixed feints came rushing in unpredictably.
Clang! Klang! Clang!
Dry metallic echoes filled the cave.
The nonstop ka-ka-ka-king sounded almost like music.
Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang
Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang
As I listened, some dumb thought popped up about wanting shrimp crackers, but I blocked it out, emotionless, mechanical, just deflecting tentacles over and over.
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-king klang.
This time, my deflection was a bit sloppy. A dissonant note ruined the rhythm.
Whatever. It wasn't a rhythm game.
This wasn't a game.
This sound was the knell of death.
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-king
Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang
Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang.
To anyone else, it'd sound comically funny.
But to me, it was my lifeline.
If this sound stopped, either I'd die or she'd halt her attack.
One or the other.
Suddenly, the metallic clangs faded away.
All I heard was my heartbeat thundering deep in my chest and my own breathing.
And then, the fear vanished. Elation and rage swept through me.
I wanted to kill.
Yulis. Loveheart. Yuna.
All of them. Kill them all.
That single burning desire ignored the ache exploding in my grip, fueling me through sheer malice.
I lost track of time.
But judging by the bewilderment on Yuna's face, I'd held out for a good while.
This time, the tentacles bent back en masse, then snapped toward me like slingshots. All-out assault.
Kreeang!
An unpleasant metallic screech rang out as the tentacles lost power and flailed in the air.
These things were way tougher than they looked.
Yuna's face went from surprised to outright shocked.
"Wha... That had enough force to crumple a reinforcement stone... Is that sword some high-grade item? Doesn't feel special, though?"
Like I had a good sword on me?
This was just a skill from my old game.
Severing Sword.
It should've cut through anything, but it wasn't fully activating yet.
Honestly, it didn't make sense.
If this was reality, how was I using game skills?
But I really was... wielding the power and skills from that old game.
So this skill—Severing Sword—would work properly too.
Probably just one shot at this chance.
"......"
"Hey, kid. You feel nothing? The nullification hasn't kicked in? What kind of skill is that?"
Her endless confusion went unanswered.
I just pointed my sword tip at her and smirked.
That hit harder than words; Yuna's face twisted in anger as she inched closer.
"Whatever. You're only defending, no attacks, so no real offense. Keep blocking~"
She was right.
I was just enduring, with only the maybe-working Severing Sword as my attack.
But she was getting cocky. That was my only way out alive.
Klang! King!
The reaper's symphony resumed.
Different this time: Yuna closing in bit by bit, tentacles occasionally merging for heavy hits. I dodged those, didn't block.
Yeah, Yuna.
You're starting to get anxious, aren't you?
"Aha. Four tentacles bundled up, and you can't block easy anymore."
Kyarrur
That cute laugh sent chills down my spine.
"I wanted to crush you with skill, but overwhelming you with raw physical superiority ain't bad either. You think so too, right?"
"......"
"You're blocking well now, but if I so much as touch you... You'll melt? Or should I squeeze you like overripe fruit?"
Trying to instill fear, make me lose composure. Probably.
Fine, I'll play along.
I slowed and weakened my deflections, feigning fear. Yuna closed in instantly.
Soon, less than a meter between us. Her ten tentacles bundled into one massive strike, hand reaching out too.
"Good fight~"
The tentacle smashed down to crush my head.
The world seemed to slow to a crawl.
I took a deep breath.
Only when death loomed did I awaken my senses.
Yeah. This is how it's done.
Schwick.
A crisp sensation, impossible for liquid, raced through my hands.
"Huh...?"
In that instant, Yuna—hand at my waist—froze in shock at her severed tentacle. I struck once more.
"...Wait? That's not a skill... it's just your—"
Her words cut off, mangled mid-sentence.
Her head was rolling on the floor.
"Wha, huh? Wha-wha?"
Her body loomed before me, but her voice came from below. Bizarre.
Her hand, touching me, dangled limply, severed.
If any worst-case scenario I'd imagined happened now, running without looking back would be my only option... But Yuna just panicked.
I stared silently at her head and stepped forward.
"Wh-what! Hey! Wait!"
Her head and body wriggled, trying to regenerate. But it just wriggled—no healing.
"Huh? Why isn't it regenerating?"
"Won't for a while. That's what the technique does."
Severing Sword cuts anything.
And destroys regeneration and recovery.
"......"
For the first time, an emotion besides sneer or pleasure crossed Yuna's face.
Terror.
Nice look, I thought, bluffing to the end.
"I'm sparing you 'cause finding your core is a pain. Follow, and I won't forgive you."
"......"
I headed straight for the cave exit.
"Hey, hey, wait! Let's talk! Hey! Wait! That wasn't a skill... it was just your raw skill?! No Goddess blessing?!"
Her most desperate cry yet, but was I crazy enough to stop? She'd heal and kill me for sure.
"At least tell me your name!"
"Yedre."
I gave my name hoping she'd seek revenge in the village and get hunted down instead.
Nothing more, nothing less.
"Dre? Dre! Dre, wait! I have something to tell you...!"
But I didn't look back, exiting the cave.
Can't relax yet.
Yuna was a powerhouse monster. Few beasts would dare near her turf.
But not none.
Minimize fights, reach safety—that's survival.
I would survive.
No matter what.
For revenge.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Great Feat Achieved] [Feat Name: Side Character? You?] [Survived a Demon King's Direct Subordinate at Level 1! This is a great feat and...] Shut up.
I forcibly dismissed the floating interface-like thing.
Now wasn't the time to focus on that crap.
Might have perks, but banking on maybes and getting ambushed would be no laughing matter.
And so I pressed on.
On and on, hiding, fleeing, occasionally slashing, escaping Yuna's forest into the plains, running nonstop.
She probably hadn't regenerated yet, but if her regen beat my estimates even a little... I'd die.
A typhoon, magma chasing from behind.
Don't run, and die.
I brainwashed myself relentlessly like that until I reached the village.
And I made it to the village.