Chapter 30, Remnants of the Dragons that Left the World.
Chapter 30, Remnants of the Dragons that Left the World.
Regretfully, I slowly pulled my fingers out.
My fingers were coated thickly in transparent, sticky vaginal fluid.
Without thinking, I brought them to my mouth and gave them a little lick.
A fishy yet sweet taste lingered on the tip of my tongue.
'This is Gyeong-ah's vaginal fluid...'
An older brother tasting his little sister's juices.
A massive reality check hit me.
Just then, Gyeong-ah's body, slumped limp on the sofa, twitched.
I snapped to my senses, grabbed some tissues, and wiped her down there clean once more.
"Mmm..."
Then I carefully helped her back into her panties and pants that I'd taken off.
My gaze automatically flicked to the clock.
"Ah, I'm late."
By the time I came to, quite a bit of time had already passed.
The flight time was cutting it close.
Leaving Gyeong-ah behind on the sofa, still panting and lost in the afterglow, I bolted out the front door like I was fleeing.
"Oppa, have a safe trip..."
Her weak voice called from behind, but I didn't have the luxury to turn around.
While waiting for the elevator, I fiddled with my lips.
The feel of Gyeong-ah's pussy on my lips.
And the hot warmth still lingering on my fingertips messed up my head.
'Crazy bastard... you're a real crazy bastard, Lee Gyeong-ho.'
It felt like I was about to cross the final line for real.
No, had I already crossed it halfway?
I'd sucked on my little sister's pussy and even shoved my fingers inside.
We were way past the point where I could brush this off as mere sibling skinship.
Honestly, it was a relief I had this business trip right now.
I needed to put some distance between us for a while and cool my head.
The cool Jeju sea breeze ought to calm this burning lust.
Ding-
The elevator arrived, and the doors opened.
My reflection in the mirror looked flushed like a drunkard.
"I'm going insane, for real."
I slapped my cheeks with both hands to pull myself together.
All the way to the airport, I blasted the radio in the car.
To drown out stray thoughts.
But every love song lyric pouring from the radio felt like it was mocking my situation.
I pierced through the dawn roads and finally reached Gimpo Airport.
Even at this early hour, it was swarming with people.
Vacation season, so folks dragging suitcases formed a sea of humanity.
A long line snaked in front of the regular gate.
But I didn't need to join the back of that queue.
I strode confidently to the Hunter-exclusive gate.
Being a Hunter Management Bureau employee was damn convenient at times like this.
"Here."
I handed over my employee ID and ticket, and the desk staff smiled warmly.
"You're from the Hunter Management Bureau. We'll escort you through the First Class priority gate."
"Thanks."
It's a preferential perk to avoid unnecessary hassle—easy way to think about it.
This is why we do the civil servant gig.
After check-in, I boarded the plane.
Lucky me, I got a window seat.
I plugged in my earphones and closed my eyes the moment I sat.
Soon, with the engine roar, the plane started racing down the runway.
A floating sensation hit as it soared into the sky.
I gazed at Seoul's cityscape shrinking below and let out a big yawn.
I reclined the seat and got comfy.
Maybe 'cause I'd burned so much energy since morning.
Or maybe the tension easing up.
My eyes drifted shut without me realizing.
Even in my dream, it felt like Gyeong-ah's moans were echoing.
*
"Sir, we've arrived."
The flight attendant's kind voice woke me.
I peered out the window—Jeju Island already.
Palm trees swaying in the wind.
A world away from Seoul.
In a daze, I grabbed my bag and headed out the gate.
The automatic doors whooshed open, and humid air slammed into me.
"Ugh."
The heat choked me.
This wasn't just hot—it was like being tossed in a steamer.
"The weather's fucking insane..."
Sending me to Jeju in this weather.
Team Leader-nim's face popped into my head.
Someday, I'd make sure to send Team Leader-nim on a summer Jeju business trip too.
I headed to the pre-booked Socar zone.
No time to waste on shuttle buses, so I'd reserved a car right there in the airport lot.
Corporate card meant no money worries.
"Oh, this one's it. Sportage."
I hopped into the rented white SUV and fired it up.
Cranked the AC to full blast.
Finally, I could breathe.
I punched the destination into the nav.
[Yongduam]
Exact address: 15 Yongduam-gil, Yongdam 2-dong, Jeju-si, Jeju Special Self-Governing Province, Republic of Korea.
Nav said just 15 minutes.
"What the? It's right around the corner."
Practically within stumbling distance from Jeju Airport.
Straight to work the second I land—no time to even feel like a tourist.
Not sure if that's a blessing or a curse.
I cracked the window a bit.
Hot air invaded the car again.
Rolled it right back up.
"Wow, hot as hell. Weather's lost its mind."
I'd seen posts on Hunter Gallery saying Jeju's summer climate goes nuts from dungeon effects, but this blew past expectations.
Probably as bad as Southeast Asia, if not worse.
At a signal, I pulled up Hunter Gallery on my phone mounted on the holder.
Wondered how everyone else was surviving this madness.
[Title: Don't Come to Jeju This Summer, For Real lol]
[Weather's fucking scorching, and Chinese dudes swarm in visa-free, turning it into chaos lol]
[99% humidity real? Need gills to breathe.]
[Even Hunters too hot to enter dungeons, just chilling under AC.]
[Way better to come in winter]
[lol Free tangerines too.]
ㄴ For real lol Jeju's basically little China now. Chatting "shuala shuala" everywhere.
ㄴ Jeju local here, can't argue. Stay away. Prices are trash too.
ㄴ OP just wants free tangerines, gayass beggar mentality ㅆㅅㅌㅊ
ㄴㄴ Jeju tangerines, pick 'em off the roadside ㅇㅇ
ㄴㄴㄴ Bullshit, you believe that, dumbass?
ㄴ Saw the news? Chinks caught mining Mana Stones in dungeons and got deported lol
ㄴㄴ They're like newbies' blood, dickhead
'Come to think of it... tons of Chinese folks around.'
Even at the airport, Mandarin seemed louder than Korean.
Jeju's always been a hotspot for them.
Only visa-free spot in Korea.
Plus, looser Hunter regs than the mainland, so brokers sneak in for illegal Mana Stone mining, I'd heard.
Hope I don't run into any of those assholes on this trip.
While scrolling comments, the light turned green.
I set the phone down and hit the gas.
Drove on toward the destination.
About 20 minutes later.
Finally, the sign appeared.
[S-Class Dungeon - Dragon's Tomb]
Behind it, massive buildings and a scenic tourist spot came into view.
Blue ocean, jagged rocks, and smack in the middle, modern structures.
A huge dungeon facility plopped in what looked like any ordinary tourist trap—felt surreal.
Alien yet majestic.
"The facilities are top-notch."
As expected from an S-Class Dungeon—class from the get-go.
From B-Class up, they enclose the whole entrance in a dome or building.
Monsters could bust out, so physical barriers are a must.
Gates vanish when cleared, but Dungeons stick around forever once spawned—management essential.
Think of Dungeon buildings like...
Subway stations. Easy analogy.
This one even looked exactly like an above- or underground station.
Turnstiles, security checkpoints, the works.
"Let's see... got my employee ID..."
To enter, you scan your Hunter License or official pass at the turnstile.
Korea's strict—no non-Hunters allowed inside.
Partly for accident prevention, but mostly to stop Mana Stone smuggling.
I grabbed my bag from the car and headed in.
Cool AC air welcomed me.
Heaven.
Straight to the turnstile.
[Hunter Management Bureau Employee ID]
This baby's a free pass.
No entry fees for any Dungeon, and it opens doors to even the highest-security ones. Magic card.
The superiority rush every time I flash it? Pretty satisfying.
Beep-
Scanned it, got a cheery beep, and the gate swung open.
As I looked around inside, a few uniformed staff spotted me from across the way.
They stared blankly for a sec, then saw my ID around my neck and hurried over in a fluster.
"Ah, are you by any chance... the one from Hunter Management Bureau Headquarters...?"
"Yeah, that's me. Lee Gyeong-ho."
I nodded, and they bowed 90 degrees.
"S-Sorry! You look so young... thought maybe you wandered in by mistake, so we were slow to react."
"Nah, it's fine. I'd think the same."
I get it.
Even I'd be shocked if some 20-something rookie—and looking this baby-faced—got full authority over an S-Class Dungeon.
Everyone here's 20s or 30s anyway, so whatever.
No director yet since it's not fully open.
"You must be tired from the long trip. Let's head to the office first. Cool coffee at least..."
"No."
I shook my head firmly.
I've got my own agenda.
"Coffee can wait. Let's go straight to the site."
"Right now? You haven't even shaken off the travel fatigue..."
"Yeah. Got something I wanna see. Can't hold back."
My eyes sparkled.
Itching to see the Dragon Weapons ASAP.
Seeing in person those legendary weapons I'd only known from textbooks and TV since kid days.
"Then I'll guide you. Oh, need any explanations?"
"Just a bit, please."
I listened to the Dungeon staff's rundown on Dragon's Tomb as we headed to the site.
I already knew it all from docs, but nodded politely for courtesy.
"Dragon's Tomb was first discovered in 1998, and..."
Best to pay attention to field staff.
For desk jockeys like me in Seoul shuffling papers, they're the prime source for real on-site intel.
Sometimes snag undocumented backstory or pro tips.
We reached the big rock—our destination—and there was a woman standing there.
Work clothes, hard hat, but her stunning beauty shone through.
Asked the staff next to me.
"Who's she?"
"Ah, that's... Do you know A-rank Lee Ye-na, ma'am/sir?"
"Yeah. Heard she's gorgeous and badass."
"That's Lee Ye-na-ssi. Quit hunting, passed the civil service exam.
Yeah, rings a bell—think I saw the news.
While we chatted, Lee Ye-na approached.
"You're Lee Gyeong-ho, the officer from Management Bureau Headquarters? Been waiting."
Crisp greeting.
"Nice to meet you. Lee Ye-na, Junior Administrative Officer. I handle facility management and security here."
Junior Administrative Officer?
7th-grade civil servant—higher than my 9th.
But a 9th from central HQ like Management Bureau matches or beats a local 7th in real power.
No sweat on authority or status.
Lee Ye-na took off her glove and offered her hand.
We shook.
Calluses on her palm.
Hunter background, alright.
"Didn't expect a Seoul admin civil servant to come inspect in person. Usually it's all paperwork."
"It's what should be done, just no one else does it. Admin's useless without knowing the field."
I smirked as I replied, and Lee Ye-na's eyes went wide.
Then she flashed a charming smile.
"Hmm... you're a cut different from the usual old fogeys. I like it."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"Alright, let me show you. To the Dragon Weapons room."
Lee Ye-na led the way.
Then she waved off the other staff trailing us.
"From here, just me and the officer. You know the security protocol."
Staff nodded like they knew the drill.
"Take care."
They waved us off.
And so, Lee Ye-na and I walked the long corridor alone.
Deep into the cave, a massive fire door blocked the path.
She did iris and fingerprint scan—heavy mechanical whir, and it opened.
Rumble rumble rumble-
Stepped inside, and an unbelievable sight unfolded.
"Whoa..."
A gasp escaped me.
Four weapons embedded in a huge rock wall.
Special ceiling lights shone down, making them glow mysteriously like a museum's star exhibit.
These were the Dragon Weapons, the most storied in Korean history.
The black-glowing dagger, Black Dragon Dagger.
The dazzling white sword, White Dragon Sword.
The red-flaming axe, Fire Dragon Axe.
The blue-wavy staff, Water Dragon Staff.
In the past, Halla Dragon King led four dragon generals.
Now all dragons ascended to godhood, gone from this world.
But remnants of their power—these weapons—remained.
To Korea, national treasures no less.
I stared, lost in awe.
Chest swelling.
Seeing them with my own eyes.
Couldn't shut my mouth.
"Wipe your drool, Officer."
Giggling from the side.
Turned—Lee Ye-na smirking at me.
I startled, wiped my mouth with my hand.
Hadn't actually drooled, but guess I looked that dumbstruck.
"Ah, sorry. Just so overwhelming."
"I get it. Everyone's like that first time."
Lee Ye-na shrugged like it was routine.
Then stepped closer, whispering seductively.
"Wanna... touch them?"
"Huh?"
I doubted my ears.
Touch national treasures?
Strictly against regs.
"No way... I can touch them?"
"Normally, no."
She winked.
"But... if you make some time for me tonight, I could look the other way. What do ya say?"
Her eyes gleamed seductively.
Even a dullard like me knew this wasn't just dinner.
But right now, legendary Dragon Weapons were before me.
Miss this touch chance? Lifetime regret.
Nodded without a second's hesitation.
What's a little evening time?
"Deal. Absolutely deal."
"Great. Deal sealed."
Lee Ye-na smiled satisfied and closed the fire door.