Chapter 299
Chapter 299
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 299
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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Section 2. Today's City.
While heading to the back alleys, the gazes of the city dwellers fixed on me. It was something I was quite used to. Walking around in a ridiculous clown mask naturally drew people's eyes.
But today's stares were a little different from usual.
"Aang."
It was because of Kasha, walking beside me in step with my pace.
She was dressed in outrageously revealing clothes. A tiny red bikini top that couldn't even cover half her breasts, and on her lower body, white hot pants so short that her red bikini panties were fully visible.
Moreover, the pink heart-shaped womb tattoo on her lower abdomen was blatantly on display.
Men openly ogled Kasha's body, while women looked at her with eyes full of shock.
Kasha and I didn't care at all. I never paid attention to others anyway, and Kasha's true nature wasn't one to fuss over them either.
Squelch, squelch.
"Ahng...."
I draped my arm over her shoulder and kneaded her ample breasts wrapped in the small bikini with my hand. Of course, I slipped my fingers inside the bikini to toy with her perky nipples too.
When we first came to the city, there were guys who tried to bother us. They had no idea and lusted after Kasha, my personal fuckhole.
I could understand it. Kasha was dressed more sluttily than a whore, but her beauty was incomparable to any. It was natural for men to get greedy.
Just like this.
"Miss. Why don't you ditch that ridiculous clown and hang out with us?"
"How about joining our legion while you're at it? It's a pretty badass one."
Two men. Armed with swords, they were extremely cocky types.
"This one's my personal fuckhole, so fuck off while I'm being nice. I'm not idle enough to bicker with trash like you."
To be more precise, this was the city streets, so I had to hold back. Plus, after killing that pickpocket last time, I'd taken out a few more inside the city.
Back then, Back-alley Pesika handled the cleanup in the alleys, but if I didn't restrain myself soon, the city guards maintaining order, justice-preaching legions, or bounty hunters might come after me.
"Cheonma. We know you've been acting up lately. You might think you're hot shit... but to us, you just look like a fool drunk on your meager power. In short."
"Hand over that woman if you don't wanna die."
I smirked. But my eyes had turned ice-cold.
They started it, and I'd already held back my anger once. I decided to kill them.
The legion they belonged to? The caliber of any group those punks were in was obvious.
Over 70% of the legions in Atlantis were formed by random nobodies just to look cool. Some were even weaker than bandit groups.
No need to flinch at the word "legion."
I slid the bikini aside with the hand gripping Kasha's right breast, pressing her hardened nipple with my fingers as if showing it off.
"Haaaang...."
I could see the men gulping. Looking closely, their crotches were bulging a bit.
I said to her.
"Kasha. Kill the one on the left."
"I don't like those bastards either, so I'd love to. You sure it's okay?"
"It's fine. A bit risky, but this is back-alley territory."
"Nice."
A smile curled on Kasha's lips. A seductive yet murderous smile.
"Cheonma...!"
"You've been too cocky."
Realizing the fight was on, the men drew their swords from their waists.
The aura emanating from me pressured them. Real nobodies would've been terrified or fainted from this alone, but these backed away while still burning with fighting spirit.
'They've got a bit of potential.'
But that was it. They couldn't even generate sword aura.
"...What the hell was that just now?!"
"Probably a trait. I've heard of unique traits that intimidate opponents."
The punks were laughable. They knew nothing about power.
'Scratch that about potential.'
The men charged with swords aimed at us. Kasha went for the left one, I swung my fist at the right.
Thud!
The guy flew back from my punch and crashed into the ground. He sprang up and hurled his sword at me. Midway, it split into three swords.
'Not a trait or skill. The sword's ability? Just multiplying isn't that great.'
The power on the swords was too weak anyway.
I casually swung both hands to swat away the three blades. Then I snatched one mid-air and threw it back at him.
It pierced his chest. He couldn't dodge due to the physical gap.
I glanced sideways.
Thud! Thud thud!
Kasha was relentlessly stomping the fallen man's head.
"Aaaagh.... Th-that bastaaard...!"
His body twitched, face a bloody mess hard to recognize. While I toyed leisurely, Kasha had gone all out beating him.
"Who the fuck are you trash to get between me and my man! Fucking weak-ass punks!"
Kasha sneered at him fully, flames igniting in her palm.
Having acquired Flame (S), she was quite aggressive. Eager to test and show off her new power. I crossed my arms and watched the man burn to death in Kasha's flames. He died three minutes later.
"Fuck. I heard compressing fire makes it stronger... how do I do that?"
Kasha irritably kicked the ground.
"Don't rush. Have you tried using mana with it?"
"I did. Doesn't work well. I'm starting to doubt if that's right."
"You'll get it with practice."
I approached the pondering Kasha. Slid my hand into her panties. Beneath the coarse pubic hair, her soft, moist labia felt slick.
"You're a little wet already."
"W-wait! Here?!"
"You keep forgetting... You're my fuckhole. My fuckhole I can shove into whenever I want."
"Haoot!"
Kasha nearly lost her balance from the sudden pleasure, bracing against the wall.
"Th-those guys are watching..."
Passersby peeked into the alley in shock.
"So what if they watch."
I didn't care as long as they didn't interfere.
I pulled down Kasha's bottoms. Between her big, firm ass cheeks, lewd strings of clear fluid stretched and snapped.
I spread her ass with my thumbs and thrust my cock into her wriggling, alive-like pussy.
Squelch!
"Haaaaang!"
"This hot pussy! Never gets old no matter how many times!"
Later, rumors about us spread in the city, but I couldn't care less.
"Slurp. Slurp. Slurrrp."
I sat on the sofa. Kneeling between my legs, Kasha diligently sucked my cock.
Her blowjob skills improved day by day.
"Fucking lunatic."
Across the table, Pesika sat opposite me. Sharp, shrill voice. Red cape over her shoulders, snow-white hair, wrinkled face, piercings on her chin, ears, and nose.
Back-alley Pesika. She looked at me like I was someone not worth dealing with.
"...Anyway, the request is complete, so I'd like the reward."
"Amad, that bastard, is alive and well! I got the info yesterday!"
"Is that so?"
"'Is that so'? What the fuck do you mean 'is that so', you punk! And that bitch sucking your dick—isn't she Amad's sister?!"
Kasha, with my cock in her mouth, lifted her head.
"Puha! Ah, that old hag's voice is so damn loud. Can't you speak softer? Old folks should be frail, why's this hag more energetic. Mmph."
I grabbed Kasha's head and pulled it back to my crotch.
"Sluuurp! Chup...."
Kasha refocused on sucking my cock.
"Pesika. Calm down and listen. Amad's my subordinate now. And Kasha, as you see, is my fuckhole. A hot, amazing fuckhole...."
My body shuddered. I was ejaculating.
"Hng. Ng. Gulp."
Used to my cum volume, Kasha swallowed without panic. She sucked out the remnants from my urethra, then stood, stripped her bottoms, and straddled my lap.
"Aaaang!"
Even right after cumming, my undiminished cock slid into Kasha's pussy.
Pesika watched the whole thing with her mouth agape in disbelief.
"Fucking... crazies...."
"The request was to eliminate the Mudhand Bandits. Nothing about killing Amad or Kasha specifically. Am I wrong?"
Splat. Splat. Squish.
Ignoring the blatant flesh-slapping sounds, Pesika stared into my eyes and spat.
"Your words are sophistry. ...But I admit there's no issue with the request terms."
"Then pay up."
"But... if Amad goes rampaging as a bandit again, how will you take responsibility? Don't you know this request isn't just my will, but the merchants' too?"
Not just Pesika, but the merchants too? I hadn't known.
"He'll hold back on banditry. Halve the tolls too. Plus, we'll handle monsters wandering the desert. If Amad still causes trouble... I'll handle him. Good?"
"......"
Pesika was silent a moment, then nodded.
"I'll tell the merchants that. But... know they might not accept it. If they act on their own, I won't intervene."
"I won't just take it lying down."
"I said I won't intervene."
She was washing her hands of it completely. But I couldn't preemptively attack the merchants. She meant if they moved first.
Pesika stood. She went somewhere and returned with the reward.
Pesika placed three sheets of white paper on the table.
One Teleport Scroll with no registered coordinates.
'I can ask a mage who knows coordinates to set it without going there myself.'
This one scroll costs about 6 million peni. Relatively cheap because no coordinates. Prices vary wildly based on set coordinates.
For reference, 6 million peni is about 60 million won.
A bit stingy for wiping out a bandit group with a few sword aura users, but oh well.
'Gotta stock up on these steadily. I operate as Brain Slash and Cheonma, two identities.'
Time passing would demand more. Collect while I can.
'And these teleport scrolls only rise in price over time.'
I pocketed the scroll and asked Pesika.
"No more requests?"
"......"
Pesika eyed me suspiciously, then stood and vanished again.
"Haaang."
I focused on sex with Kasha.
Soon, Pesika returned with a request slip.
"A request naming you."
Pesika placed the request on the table. I hugged Kasha tight. Reaching climax, Kasha convulsed, her walls clamping down. I came deep inside as I read the request.
"This is..."
My pupils dilated upon checking the request.