Chapter 395
Chapter 395
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 395
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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Three men were captured as the masterminds behind the flooding of the Labyrinth of Destiny.
They were the type who usually engaged in shady dealings in the city. They'd caused trouble for the citizens too, so public opinion wasn't on their side. Thanks to that, I was able to wrap up the incident smoothly.
"Inspector! Thank you so much. I'll repay this favor someday, no matter what!"
Before leaving the city, Romleng—who had inherited the viscountcy from his brother thanks to me—said.
"Well, I got something out of it too, so no need to grovel like that. Romleng... no, Viscount Pisian."
"It's a shame you're leaving like this."
"I'm a busy man. I trust you'll keep your mouth shut."
Neither Romleng nor I would benefit from our past dealings getting out. The nobles were the same—they'd keep quiet on their own. It was all information that would only hurt them if revealed.
What I was telling Romleng about were his underlings connected to this incident. Leaving them alone might lead to loose lips.
"Leave it to me!"
"I'm off."
"Safe travels!"
I tucked Princess Yonggil under my arm and headed out of the city. My right hand kept stroking her lower abdomen.
Princess Yonggil scowled the whole time.
"Back off a bit. I won't run away even if you don't stick so close."
"Watch your words. You can't run away, right?"
"......"
Princess Yonggil turned her head away like she didn't even want to deal with me. I pressed closer to her. The trip back was boring anyway, and right beside me was a peerless beauty of a fairy.
"Sung Yu-jin."
"Hm?"
"In exchange for cooperating with you, I have a condition."
"Cooperating?"
I smirked at her. She seemed to think she could negotiate, but in her fully enslaved state, she had no choice but to obey my commands. She couldn't even kill herself, and without my permission, she couldn't stray far.
"You gonna give me orders every single time something comes up? You got that much free time?"
"......"
This time, I had nothing to say.
As Princess Yonggil said, I wasn't idle. I didn't have the spare time to micromanage her constantly. And when her abilities were needed, it would help a lot if she could act on her own initiative.
"What's the condition?"
I decided to compromise. Princess Yonggil wasn't just good in bed—she could control water too. Letting that talent go to waste would be a shame.
"Sex once a week. And don't order me around like I'm some pet owner."
I stopped in my tracks. She'd said something I couldn't just let slide.
"Once a week? You joking? At least three times a week. And I am your owner."
"...Fine. I'll concede. You can have sex three times a week. You're in heat 365 days a year anyway—you wouldn't listen if I tried to hold back. But don't give me petty orders. I'll eat my own food and dress myself!"
"In exchange, you'll be active during sex, right?"
"......I'll concede that much."
She said it primly, like a haughty maiden. I knew she enjoyed sex with me, but I let it slide.
Only three times a week was a bit disappointing, but realistically, it was a win. I had other women to hold besides Princess Yonggil.
"That's all the conditions? I'll accept them, so from now on..."
"Hold on."
"What now."
"Not yet. There's something important left."
Her face was far more serious than before.
"...Stop making me lick your damn asshole."
"No way. You're the bidet princess—makes no sense for you to quit bidet duty. You have to lick my asshole at least ten times a day!"
Ten was an exaggeration, but she did it four or five times daily. Of course, it wasn't actual toilet duty.
"You bastard! You think I'll cooperate if you pull this shit?!"
"What if you don't?"
"That's...!"
Princess Yonggil bit her lip in frustration. Tears welled up in her eyes—she must have been furious enough to die.
She came off so bold it was easy to forget, but in this relationship, I held absolute power.
"Princess Yonggil. Don't forget your position. I respect you because you turn me on. Keep this up, and I could lock you away deep underground forever."
"......"
"That said... your cooperation does make things easier, so... once a day. I'll let the ass-licking slide otherwise."
I schooled my face to show this was the maximum concession I could make.
"...Ugh."
Princess Yonggil squeezed her eyes shut. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Seeing a woman of peerless beauty cry so pitifully... didn't hurt my heart at all.
I mustn't forget. This woman had tried to kill me multiple times.
"I'll give you exactly ten seconds to decide. Refuse, and it'll be thirty times a day."
"......Fine! Just do it your way! Hic!"
In the end, Princess Yonggil had no choice but to accept.
I pulled her crying body into my arms. My hands began stripping off her clothes.
"Let go! This is outside!"
"Seeing you cry turns me on."
"......"
Princess Yonggil shut her mouth, looking exasperated. Naturally, I didn't stop. We rolled naked on the roadside.
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"You really went to town, didn't you, Inspector Sung Yu-jin."
Elena, sitting across from me, smiled coldly. Her face smiled, but the atmosphere was like a freezing blizzard.
She undoubtedly knew everything I'd done in Sector 2,671, the Labyrinth of Destiny. As one of the five pillars upholding the Empire, she probably had some intelligence network.
"Isn't that why you gave me the inspector position?"
"True, but you went overboard. Eating your fill on the way there and back? And you swallowed over 70% of the city's annual budget in 2,671? Didn't it occur to you your stomach might burst?"
"It's fine. I can digest it all."
"Not just money—you messed with women too. Know how many protest letters I got?"
"How many?"
"Thirteen. One every other day, practically. Most demanded I punish you for your rampage in my name."
I leaned back on the sofa.
"So, you gonna punish me?"
Elena glanced at me yawning, then chuckled.
"I tore up the letters. I told you to eat moderately when I gave you the position... but it wasn't unmanageable. More importantly... didn't you say you'd bring a gift last time?"
Her blue eyes sparkled with anticipation.
"Of course I brought a gift."
I pulled a black bottle from my inventory and set it on the table. No label.
For a moment, Elena's eyes glazed over, then returned to their usual arrogance.
I knew she loved grapes. Grape-related foods too. Especially grape wine.
"This isn't ordinary wine."
"I know. You don't think I haven't tried Dionysus's wine before, do you?"
Dionysus's wine was rare, but not impossible to obtain. With Elena's power and money, it was relatively easy.
"Look closer. It's different."
"This is... A-rank?!"
Her eyes widened.
Normal Dionysus's wine was B-rank. First sip gave only 1 Mana.
But I'd enhanced it with Radiant Ascension. This A-rank was the result.
"Even you haven't tasted A-rank wine."
"......True. Never have. I'm looking forward to it."
I pulled out an opener.
"Wait! I'll open the bottle."
"...Huh? Why?"
"Don't even think about using that cheap opener. You might chip it and waste the wine. I won't stand by and watch Dionysus's wine get ruined!"
"Got it. Here."
I handed her the bottle.
Elena took it carefully, examined it, then channeled mana.
Six blue magic circles appeared around the bottle—front, back, left, right, up, down. The top one slowly rose, pulling the cork out cleanly.
'What kind of magic for opening wine...'
I stared at her incredulously. Elena was more focused than ever.
After a 20-second struggle, the cork popped free.
A fresh, sweet aroma filled the air.
Thirst hit me hard—I reached for the bottle instinctively.
Grab.
Elena caught my hand.
"To properly enjoy Dionysus's wine, wait a bit. And the glasses... I'll get them."
"Sorry."
"I get it. First time I tried it, the aroma got to me too—I chugged straight from the bottle. Regret it a little now."
Elena waved her hand. Her storage opened, and two wine glasses floated over, settling before us.
Like a sommelier with decades of experience, she poured.
I swirled my glass with the bit of dark red wine, sniffed it—mimicking something I'd seen somewhere.
Elena sipped quietly. After one taste, she smiled in satisfaction.
"......Indeed. The best wine I've had—no exaggeration. Just one rank up, and it's this incredible."
Unable to hold back at her praise, I drank.
The god-forged wine touched my tongue. More than flavors, it felt good—its unique aroma spread.
Gulp. It went down without thought. Every cell in my body awakened.
And that was it.
"......Tasty wine."
"Unbelievable. That's your reaction? Know how I reacted the first time?"
Elena's voice rose. I felt a bit awkward. Hadn't expected such passion from her.
"......How'd you react?"
"Knelt and cried."
"......?"
"First time I was glad gods existed. I was young then... but it was knee-weakening good."
"Yet here you are, legs crossed, sipping away."
"That was the first time. Now I'm used to it—even this superior version leaves me unfazed. Can't kneel and cry every time."
Elena stood, refilling her glass fuller than before.
"Hey! You poured more in yours!"
"Oops. My mistake. Just a sip's difference. Don't be petty, Inspector."
I knew why she called me "Inspector" now, so I shut up. There was another bottle, and honestly, it wasn't that great.
'Stats went up. That's what matters.'
I watched Elena drink. Her pink, sexy lips. Her elegant jawline, her pale, graceful neck—enough to understand a vampire's cravings.
We seemed close at a glance, but an invisible wall stood between us. Crossing or breaking it was tough.
'Need another way to get closer... but it's not easy.'
After downing half her glass, she leaned back and spoke.
"Something to say?"
"I've been thinking how to seduce you."
Elena chuckled lowly.
"Impossible. Give up."