Chapter 443: Clan Establishment
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 443: Clan Establishment
When I opened my eyes, a familiar ceiling came into view.
It was the hotel in England.
Though the blackout curtains were drawn, it wasn't hard to tell it was daytime outside.
Rustle—
Lifting the covers slightly, I saw Delia's face, still lost in a deep sleep.
The sight of her sleeping, holding my hand tightly, was so cute it was bad for my heart.
A playful urge stirred within me.
Poke—
“Mmm...”
When I pressed her cheek with my fingertip, Delia let out a cute grumble.
I leaned down and kissed her cheek.
“Hyun-woo...?”
“Sleep well?”
“Mmm... sleepy...”
She was clearly not a morning person. Delia clung to me, whining.
I gently stroked her waist and patted her bottom.
But when she tried to fall back asleep, I started sucking on the nape of her neck and around her collarbone, leaving marks.
“Th-that tickles...!”
“It's not good for you to sleep too long.”
Chuckling, I kneaded Delia's breast. It was smaller than Iris's or Amelia's, but by no means small.
Delia's bust was a size that far surpassed the global average.
Slurp, slurp—
“Hahng, ng, euut...♡”
As I gently sucked and lightly bit her hardened nipple, her voice began to take on a sensual tone.
I naturally caressed her thigh, my hand reaching between her legs.
Squish, squish—♡
“Haht, ah, ahhng...♡”
Delia's pussy was perfectly wet.
And my cock, despite having had sex for two days straight, was unbelievably hard and swollen.
Schlurp♡
I rubbed the head of my cock against her entrance and slowly pushed my hips forward. Since I had already broken her hymen and she'd grown accustomed to my cock all night, it slid in more easily than I expected.
But soon, an incredible pressure clamped down on my cock, as if she were still a virgin.
Splurt, splurt, splurt—!♡
“Hah, hah, haahng...!♡ Hyun-woo, Hyun-woo...!♡”
As I gently rocked my hips, stimulating the area around her cervix, lewd moans escaped Delia's lips.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and stuck her tongue out slightly.
It was a signal that she wanted to kiss.
“Mmph, slurp, mwah, mwah...♡”
Our morning sex filled both our bodies and our hearts.
Not wanting to break the mood, I blatantly caressed Delia's body, moving my hips as slowly as possible.
“Hnngh...!!♡”
Twitch, twitch, twitch...!!♡
She seemed to enjoy the slow pace, as it wasn't long before Delia reached a light climax.
I held her as she basked in the afterglow, enjoying a short rest before I started moving my hips again.
Slap, slap, slap—
Having switched to a face-to-face cowgirl position, I leisurely targeted Delia's weak spots. Thanks to my wild night with Amelia, I had plenty of stamina to spare.
Pressing against her cervix was good, but Delia was especially sensitive in the area around it.
Squish, squish, squish—♡
“Hauk, ng, euhk!!♡ N-not there...!!♡”
“What's not okay?”
I replied slyly, lifting my upper body slightly. The angle of my cock pressing against her vaginal wall naturally changed.
Press—
“?!!!♡”
In that instant, Delia's eyes widened.
The sight of her sticking her tongue out slightly, her body trembling pathetically, sent a shiver down my own spine.
Slap, slap, slap!!
The pace of my thrusts quickened, and her vaginal walls naturally began to spasm.
An immense pressure squeezed my cock tightly.
“Hnnggghh...?!!♡”
Spurt— Spuuurt—!!
With Delia's magnificent orgasm, I unleashed my load. A massive amount poured out, enough to fill her womb in an instant.
But I didn't stop after coming just once.
“Aahng...!!♡”
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Splash—
Water overflowed from the tub as we both got in at the same time.
As expected of an expensive hotel, the bathtub had various functions. A faint lavender scent, as if from a bath bomb, tickled my nose.
The water temperature was perfect, too.
“Hoo... this is nice.”
“Yeah... my body feels so relaxed...”
About two hours had passed since Delia and I had started our morning sex.
We still had plenty of time before checkout, so we decided to take a bath together.
'My flight is at 6 PM, wasn't it?'
I still had more than half a day left, but I had no intention of staying in the hotel the whole time.
I had promised to go on a date with Delia before leaving for Russia.
I looked at Delia, who was leaning against my chest. She looked completely relaxed, a pleasant expression on her face.
'...It'll probably be a while until we meet again.'
I hugged Delia and rested my chin on her shoulder.
Her scent was a little more intense than the lavender from the bathwater. At least, that's how it felt to me.
“Lia.”
“Hm?”
“Do you want to come to Korea with me?”
In that instant, Delia's shoulders flinched, and a heavy silence fell over the bathroom.
Her answer didn't come right away; only time passed in silence.
Then, Delia slowly shook her head.
“...I'm sorry.”
Her voice trembled faintly.
I pulled her closer and soothed her.
“No, it's okay. I'm the one who should be sorry for being pushy.”
To be honest, I wasn't shocked by her refusal. It was only natural.
During the recent terror attack, Delia had been recognized as the master of Excalibur, inherited the Pendragon name, and became the master of the Round Table.
Her rank in the British order of precedence was a staggering third, right below the Prime Minister.
If she were to immigrate to another country now, with public sentiment in turmoil after Belmoras's large-scale attack, she would surely be branded a traitor by the British people.
She would be cursed for the rest of her life.
I had been inconsiderate. My own greed had forced a difficult choice upon her.
More than anything, Delia's sad expression stabbed my heart like a dagger.
Just then, Delia's eyes met mine. As if to comfort me, she smiled and caressed my cheek.
“...You don't have to make that face. I'm really okay. Besides, I can still travel to Korea. If I ask the Duke, he could probably arrange for me to teleport to the Magic Tower in Korea.”
“...”
For a moment, I was at a loss for words.
To think I'd acted selfishly out of my own greed, only to be comforted by her.
I felt pathetic.
But I didn't just stay pathetically silent.
“...I'll make one for you soon.”
“Hm? Make what?”
“Your own personal teleportation magic circle.”
The twelve Magic Towers around the world were equipped with intercontinental, long-range teleportation circles.
These circles allowed travel between the towers, and it was said that no one less than a 7th Circle mage could even perform maintenance on them.
For an individual to install one was basically a declaration of becoming an 8th Circle archmage.
Anyone else would have dismissed it as the empty boast of an impulsive young man.
“...I'll be waiting.”
But Delia accepted my words without a hint of doubt.
I wanted to repay her faith.
I hugged Delia and sank deeper into the bathwater.
As I was enjoying the pleasant silence, a screen popped up in the corner of my vision, catching my eye.
[Favorability Change
Iris Remeria Baiart Peledeia 99♡]
[Bond Level Change
Iris Remeria Baiart Peledeia Lv.5]
This had been a recent concern of mine.
Since our last matching, Iris's affection and bond level had stopped increasing.
There were two possibilities I could think of: either her affection and bond level had reached their limit, or I needed to meet a special condition to advance to the next stage.
My gut told me it was the latter.
But with the dating app silent, it would probably take a lot of time to figure out how.
'I'll put that aside for now and check the shop.'
I had earned quite a few coins from the last matching.
It was the perfect time for some shopping.
What I needed right now was a demonic art to replace the Blood Flame Asura Demonic Art and a martial art to teach Sylvia.
At first, I considered the 'Heavenly Flower Moon Shadow Sword' that I gave to Sowol, but unfortunately, Sylvia used a rapier, not a straight sword.
As long as she didn't give up the rapier, learning the Heavenly Flower Moon Shadow Sword would be like forcing her to wear ill-fitting clothes.
'The Great Mind-Spirit Art I got last time should be sufficient for her cultivation method. There shouldn't be any major issues learning it alongside a mana cultivation method. But I'll have to find a sword art suitable for a rapier in the shop or in another world.'
If all else failed, I planned to check the auction houses on Earth.
Ting—
[Shop]
[Six Harmonies Fist]
[Magic Power Vision Goggles]
[Single-Use Massage Coupon]
[Vampire Magic Sword]
[Amrita's Grimoire]
[Horse Pussy Onahole]
[Goblin Panties]
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I scrolled down, looking through the list.
Compared to before, there was certainly a wider variety of items in the shop.
But it was just variety for variety's sake. I couldn't find any rapier-related sword arts or a demonic art to replace the Blood Flame Asura Demonic Art.
'...What the hell is a horse pussy onahole?'
Every item seemed to have some kind of flaw. It was so absurd I couldn't help but let out a dry laugh.
The only silver lining was that my search wasn't a complete waste.
[Spirit Tree
Grade: Epic+
A spirit wood that grows only in the Spirit Realm.
It absorbs carbon dioxide and emits pure magic power.
It bears a Spirit Fruit once a month.
※This is still a young specimen.]
'...I never thought I'd find this in the shop.'
The Spirit Tree.
I had heard about it from Iris a few times, but it was a fairly famous tree on Earth as well.
Among mages, it was considered a legendary tree, because as its name suggested, it only grew in the Spirit Realm.
Of course, it wasn't just rare.
The magic power emitted by a Spirit Tree not only greatly aided a mage's training but also transformed the surrounding space into an environment similar to a top-tier gate, increasing the success rate of various magical experiments.
It was no exaggeration to call it the dream tree for mages.
However, after the druid persecution incident in England's past, the supply had become overwhelmingly insufficient to meet the demand.
According to Sister Lael, there were only about twenty Spirit Trees left in the entire world.
It was that precious.
And I had just bought it from the shop.
For a mere 10,000 coins.
This was more than just a bargain. If I were to put the Spirit Tree up for auction, it wouldn't be strange at all if it was suddenly worth tens of billions of dollars in less than half a day.
No, it might even fetch hundreds of billions.
'Of course, I don't have the slightest intention of selling it.'
Who in their right mind would sell this?
Naturally, I was going to plant it in my workshop. The true value of a Spirit Tree wasn't just in emitting magic power.
'Besides, the fact that it's a young specimen means I can try what Iris told me about.'
A smile naturally spread across my lips.
Thanks to this, my disappointment at not finding a martial art was quickly forgotten.
“Hyun-woo... I think I'm getting a little hot...”
“Ah, sorry. Should we get out?”
“Mhm...”
Splash—
I lifted Delia, whose face was bright red, into my arms and immediately left the bathroom.
Fortunately, thanks to the blessing of Excalibur, she recovered quickly.
Afterward, we went down to the dining hall together and enjoyed breakfast. As expected of an expensive hotel, the breakfast was top-notch.
After finishing our slightly late breakfast, we stopped by a café to rest for a bit, and I gazed out the window.
The beautiful scenery of downtown London unfolded before me.
It was hard to believe that a large-scale terror attack had occurred here; the city was quickly returning to normal.
It was a testament to the resilience of a nation of mages.
Clink—
I set down my teacup and launched the dating app.
Ting—
[Rematch with Lucifer?]
[Y/N]
[Y]
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When I opened my eyes, this time an unfamiliar scene greeted me.
I got up and looked out the window.
An exotic cityscape, subtly different from London, spread out before me.
This was the first floor of the Tower, the City of Beginnings, Arcana.
And this was the clan house of a clan called Black Roar, which operated primarily in Arcana.
Of course, it wasn't a normal clan, but an under clan that dabbled in all sorts of crime. Now that most of its members, including the clan leader, were dead by my hand, it was safe to say it was effectively disbanded.
In my hand was the deed to the Black Roar clan house.
The reason I killed them was simple.
They had tried to make a move on Lee Serin and Yoo Ah-rin while I was away. I had met them on the Tutorial Floor, and they were, for now, my comrades.
Thankfully, Lucifer had responded quickly, so nothing happened.
To be honest, unlike Lee Serin, with whom I had traveled for a while on the Tutorial Floor, I had never had a deep conversation with Yoo Ah-rin, so I didn't feel a strong sense of camaraderie with her.
Nevertheless, it was another matter entirely for some other bastards to be eyeing a woman I had claimed as a comrade.
Of course, thanks to them, I was able to acquire a respectable clan house in the commercial district, the most expensive land in Arcana, without spending a single coin, so it wasn't all bad.
I quietly closed my eyes and offered a prayer for the dead members of Black Roar.
But reciting Buddhist scriptures was a pain, so I just put my hands together and called it a day.
'Still, they weren't bad to the bone.'
“Repent, and ye shall be saved," as they say.
It means that if you turn from the evil path to the good path, you can attain salvation. Although the Black Roar bastards were irredeemable villains, in their final moments, they performed the good deed of donating to a virtuous person like me, so they must have surely found salvation.
Of course, it would be difficult for them to be reincarnated as humans; they'd probably be reborn as livestock or something.
Still, they should be grateful that they could avoid living as hungry ghosts.
“Oh, nice watch. I needed something to wear in this world anyway.”
Rummaging through the clan leader's office, I found a watch display case, likely from his personal collection.
I had already found the safe, of course, but he must have been a greedy man, as there were quite a few other valuable items in sight.
I didn't bother putting them in my inventory right away.
This space was going to be mine from now on, after all.
Ting—
「'The Saintess of Uruk' shakes her head.」
「'The Saintess of Uruk' sponsors 1,000 WP.」
「"A great hero does not engage in petty acts like theft."」
“This isn't theft. It is a gift I received from those I have guided.”
Ting—
「'The Dweller of the Swamp' frowns.」
「'The Dweller of the Swamp' says petty theft is boring. It urges you to show it some blood soon.」
The moment I saw the screen in front of me, I clicked my tongue inwardly.
The Dweller of the Swamp.
Like the Saintess of Uruk, Ishtar, it was a Constellation that had been following me since the Tutorial Floor.
At first, I didn't know its identity, but after researching on Earth, I was able to figure it out.
And in the process, I also learned that it was a rather troublesome entity.