Chapter 255
Chapter 255
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 255
Chapter Title: Kill the Gay King
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"Come on! Look at this body! Don't you want to touch it?! Lick it?! Rub up against it?! Right now, you can do whatever you want with my body! Come here! Innocent young stud!"
I felt bile rising in my throat. I wanted to turn away and run right then and there.
...Annoying as hell, but this is my chance.
The Black Dragoon was frozen in his pose, not moving an inch. Instead, light kept pouring out from his body.
From the Black Dragoon's words and vibe, I had a rough idea what that pose did.
'A mental attack that seduces men.'
My stomach churned, but it was an opportunity I couldn't pass up.
I slowly walked toward the Black Dragoon. He didn't break or change his pose. His smile grew thicker.
My guess was spot on.
"Haha! You've finally realized the beauty of my flesh! That's more like it!"
"......"
Realize my ass.
The Black Dragoon's pose had zero effect on me. Probably thanks to my Mental Resistance trait.
Thud. Thud.
My grip tightened on the black Jangdori sword.
Get close to the careless bastard and smash his skull. That was the plan.
"Hahaha! Come to me! Come! Come!"
His muscles writhed like living things, bulging fiercely. The holy light emanating from his body grew even brighter.
But to me, it was just disgusting.
"Oh, ooh! You've come, innocent young stud! Your scent is getting me all excited...!"
At arm's reach, he licked his lips. Then he dropped the pose and reached out for me. I seized the moment and raised my Jangdori.
"I am Thor!"
Bzzt-crack!
The lightning-charged Jangdori smashed into his shiny bald head.
"Kuh?! S-Side Chest!"
He staggered, then quickly struck another pose.
One side of the Black Dragoon's head was caved in, and one eye had burst. My attack wasn't completely ineffective.
I didn't hesitate and swung the Jangdori again.
Boom!
"My rock-hard body won't shatter from a puny attack like that!"
His flesh was definitely tough. The Side Chest pose seemed to boost his defense.
"Taking that pose was your mistake!"
The Black Dragoon should've countered instead. No way I'd stop after one hit.
Bang! Boom! Bang!
I kept swinging the Jangdori. Explosions echoed everywhere.
"Gr... grrrgh!"
With each strike, cracks appeared even in the Black Dragoon's sturdy body. His muscles were starting to crumple.
'Even so, if I keep pounding him like this, it'll take at least 30 minutes to kill him...'
Was there a faster, surer way? As I pondered, a flash of insight hit me.
'He attacks and defends with poses! If he can't pose, he can't use his power!'
Destroy the Black Dragoon's pose.
That was my conclusion.
I focused on smashing the fingers wrapped around his wrists. They shattered and loosened, and his pose began to collapse.
"N-No...!? My Side Chest...!"
"Now!"
I smashed his head with full force, right where I'd hit before.
His massive muscled body staggered and crashed to the floor.
I shuddered as I stared at his corpse. If I hadn't had Mental Resistance... Just imagining it was horrifying.
"Y-You did it."
The female agents stood and gathered around me. Despite killing the formidable Black Dragoon, their faces weren't bright.
The Black Dragoon was just the doorkeeper guarding the Dark House.
Our real fight hadn't even begun.
"......Yu-jin. This is a demon's lair. Can we really do this...?"
Sena rarely sounded so weak. She knew it too. Killing the Black Dragoon had been pure luck.
"Don't lose heart. The Black Dragoon might've just been exceptionally strong. The other gays inside could be weaker."
As the doorkeeper, the Black Dragoon might've been uniquely powerful.
I glared at the Dark House. A Deep Dark Gay was probably in there. Truth be told, I didn't want to go in either.
"Our ultimate goal is killing the Gay King. If we can't even take down a Deep Dark Gay, how do we expect to get him?"
This was just one step on the path to that end.
???
We cautiously navigated the dim corridors of the Dark House.
Unlike its exterior, the Dark House felt vastly larger inside. Probably the power of the Deep Dark Gay or some other gay variant.
Fortunately, my hunch was right—the gays inside weren't as strong as the Black Dragoon.
We hadn't even explored half the Dark House yet, but the gays we'd encountered were only ???-rank level. No match for us armed with gay extermination weapons.
"At this rate, we can conquer the Dark House in no time...!"
The agents couldn't hide their joy at the smooth progress.
Unlike them, I couldn't celebrate purely.
We had zero intel on the Dark House beyond it being the Deep Dark Gay's base.
No clue on what gays lurked inside, how many, or the Deep Dark Gay's true power. All unknowns—no room for complacency just because things were going well.
And then we ran into one gay in the corridor.
"Heh heh. Intruders, eh."
A middle-aged man in a white coat. He chuckled with a kindly face.
"Urk."
The moment I saw him, I felt like puking. The Doctor Gay wore nothing under his coat, leaving his privates fully exposed.
"Hm? Did you just feel nauseous? You don't look well. Lucky for you, I'm a doctor passing by. Let me examine you."
The Doctor Gay pulled a stethoscope from his coat and hung it around his neck. He slowly approached me.
"K-Kill it!"
The agents with Gay Razers aimed at the doctor and pulled their triggers in unison.
Pew! Pew-pew-pew! Pew-pew-pew!
Black beams shot out. But they couldn't pierce the transparent barrier enveloping his body.
"Such rude manners. Can't you see I'm with a patient right now?"
The Doctor Gay's kindly expression vanished, replaced by irritation. He stopped, pulling surgical scalpels from his coat pocket. Over ten were wedged between his fingers.
"Do you want an examination too? But women like you can't be my patients. So, just die."
The Doctor Gay hurled scalpels at the agents. They gritted their teeth and dodged—diving to walls or rolling on the floor.
Their training paid off; every agent evaded. But it was too early to relax. He was pulling more scalpels from his pocket.
"Sheesh... What a hassle."
I stepped forward.
The Doctor Gay would surely spam scalpels like that Pink Gay with infinite dildos. No killing him without getting close and smashing his skull with Gay Hell.
"Patients should stay put. The most important thing for them is a clean environment. Time to clear out these bugs around."
I glanced at the agents and signaled with my hand.
'Operation A.'
Operation A.
The simplest and most effective tactic.
I draw the gay's aggro by stepping forward, then the agents surround and kill it while it's distracted by the innocent young stud—me. Works because gays lose their minds at the sight of me.
The downside? It ruins my mood.
'If ruining my mood lets us kill the bastard...! I'll endure it gladly!'
I staggered dramatically and flopped to the floor. Terrible acting, but the Doctor Gay's eyes widened.
'Gays act according to their concept!'
Gym gays obsessed with workouts, Black Dragoon with muscle poses. This Doctor Gay was surely obsessed with medical acts. Lure him in with that, and he'd bite.
"Oh no! Patient! What's wrong?!"
See? He was rushing over, junk flopping.
"M-My body... feels bad, doc...!"
"Where does it hurt?! Tell me everything!"
I glanced around. The agents were stealthily circling to surround him, stifling their movements. The Doctor Gay ignored them completely, eyes fixed only on me.
I needed to stall for a few dozen more seconds until they had him fully boxed in.
"Ugh... Cough. Cough!"
"Coughing! Where exactly does it hurt?!"
"H-Head hurts a bit... Throat too... Cough!"
"Fever?"
The Doctor Gay reached for my forehead. I desperately twisted away and said,
"N-No fever!"
"Hard to diagnose accurately. Take off your clothes. I need to listen with the stethoscope."
My eyes shook. A quick side-glance showed we needed a bit more time.
"N-No need! Really!"
"There is a need."
"D-Doc, you're a genius, right?! You can prescribe without diagnosing!"
He paused, nodding at my outstretched hand.
"Hm... True, I am something of a miracle worker."
"A genius like you can prescribe without diagnosis! Skip it and give me medicine!"
The Doctor Gay pondered briefly, then nodded.
"Normally no, but if the patient insists..."
He shot to his feet.
"Truth is, I have just one prescription for you. No matter the illness or injury, one shot and you're cured."
"Shot...?"
"Yes. A shot."
I glanced at his crotch and realized what he meant by "shot."
"Ughhh!"
"Oh dear, symptoms worsening. You need that shot now. Turn your butt this way!"
"N-No way! You psycho!"
"Hm. Some patients hate shots. Guess you're one. No helping it."
"G-Giving up?!"
"Give up? Think I'd abandon a patient? Even if you refuse, I'll save your life—even if I have to force the shot!"
"Like hell! Kill it!"
I screamed. On cue, the agents who'd surrounded him charged with black Jangdoris raised.
"Huh?!"
The startled Doctor Gay gasped. Fully encircled, no escape.
Bang! Boom! Bang!
His protective transparent barrier shattered helplessly. Even barriers have limits.
Barrier gone, he couldn't flee the Jangdoris anymore.
"Kraaaagh!"
The Doctor Gay collapsed. Even dying, he reached for me.
"P-Patient right here...!"
I slammed my Jangdori into his palm. Blood sprayed.
"From where I'm standing, you're the one who needs a patient."
"I-I can't inject myself...! Gah!"
With his death rattle, the Doctor Gay's body went limp.
I stood, patting my chest. Alone without the agents, I might've fallen to the Doctor Gay. Horrifying to think.
"Operation A is the best! Nothing works as reliably!"
Sena cheered. Meanwhile, I sighed.
"Reliable tactic... Yeah, but it's mentally killing me."