Chapter 509
Chapter 509
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 509
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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Thud!
It hurt a bit more than a kiss should.
Her peck was unbelievably clumsy, but it wasn't the shy kiss of a child. As I naturally stuck out my tongue, Olivia extended hers as well.
She knew the basics. That a kiss meant tangling tongues together!
Our soft tongues intertwined. Hers was a bit stiff. She held her breath the whole time, not exhaling.
I enjoyed Olivia's awkward kiss. I'd already activated Sexual Sensitivity Boost before the kiss.
'If I actively use my kissing skills and Sexual Sensitivity Boost, getting her sexually aroused will be a piece of cake.'
Olivia was a fiery woman. Hot-blooded and impulsive. If I aroused her sexually and ignited her lust, she'd get swept up in the moment and sleep with me.
'And it starts with targeting her erogenous zones.'
[Olivia's erogenous zones: Thighs, waist]
Touching her thighs right now would be tough. But I could sneak a hand to her waist. The moment my hand headed toward her exposed abs—
"Pha."
Olivia pulled away. She shook her glossy orange hair and put some distance between us. I lowered my hand before she could notice.
I managed my expression. Instead of showing disappointment, I smiled contentedly.
"The kiss felt too short."
"Short? It was over ten seconds—be grateful! Who the hell has the guts to demand a kiss from me?"
Olivia sat back down. Even after her first kiss, she showed no sign of embarrassment. She clearly didn't put much stock in kissing.
"Anyway, I kept my promise. If weird rumors start spreading, I won't let it slide. Got it?"
"I won't blab, so don't worry."
Over the past few days, I'd looked into Olivia a bit.
She was quite famous in this lawless zone. A native who'd been here since Atlantis began, she was a born fighter.
Most women in the lawless zone became whores or mistresses of powerful outlaws. Whores were protected by an unwritten rule, and a strong lover's power could be leveraged.
But Olivia chose to fight instead.
Scraping by in back alleys, joining a family and battling... Her life was combat itself, and even outlaws were impressed by her tenacity. No one in the lawless zone looked down on her just because she was a woman anymore.
Anyone who had was now a corpse dumped in some alley.
"We're hitting the Jardin Legion. Get ready."
Olivia said.
"When?"
"Three days from now. Jardin's already caught on and preparing."
"We're going ahead even though they know?"
"Too much is at stake to back out. And them knowing doesn't change the fact that they'll die."
Olivia's eyes gleamed like a beast's as she pressed her fist into her palm. The feral aura radiating from her made me tense up instinctively.
"Hiring two hundred mercs means you knew something was going down in three days, right?"
"No clue. I hired them to boost my influence short-term."
"...Huh?"
Olivia stared at me like I was crazy.
"You hired two hundred mercs... for influence? That's not just to get a kiss from me, is it?"
"What else? There's no other reason to boost influence that fast."
To get more AP this month? Spending 50 million pennies on mercs didn't add up.
"You're a total psycho. If you wanted a kiss that bad, hit up a whore."
"A whore's not the same as you. So, wanna try it once?"
I went straight for it. She might want sex too.
"You fucking maniac!"
Olivia hurled the desk at me. I'd prepared for it and caught the flying desk with ease.
"You climb because I let you? Know your place. We're nothing to each other. Don't cross the line, asshole."
"That's now. Who knows about later."
"Later's whatever. For now, stay in line."
She irritably chucked a small knife at me. It grazed my cheek, stinging as it cut the skin.
'Where'd the knife come from? Wasn't on her clothes.'
The desk had blocked my view, so I missed where she pulled it from.
I set the desk down.
Olivia's mood had shifted again. Three seconds ago, she looked ready to kill me; now she sat calmly, watching. Fiery and fickle, as expected.
"Hey. Don't forget you're allied with me."
"No worries about betrayal. I don't betray women easily. And my goal's just killing Barden—couldn't care less about ruling this zone."
"'Easily'? Watch your mouth. That's not what I meant. The families teaming up to hit Jardin in three days—watch them. It's temporary; not a real alliance. Once it's over, they'll turn on us 100%. Be careful."
"Oh, got it."
"And don't trust mercs too much. Especially here."
"I don't."
I never saw the mercs as real forces anyway. In this lawless zone, I'm the only one I can trust.
They're just props I hired for Olivia's kiss.
'Come to think of it, 50 million pennies... that's 500 million won for a kiss.'
Not bad.
Even pretty women have different values. To me, Olivia was worth over 500 million.
'If it weren't a bet, she wouldn't kiss for 100 million pennies.'
???
The day of the showdown arrived.
I stood next to Olivia's family with my two hundred mercs. Her group numbered about a hundred. Fewer than the other famed families gathered here. But in quality, Olivia's crew was superior.
The others knew it, so they didn't dismiss them.
We headed toward the heart of the lawless zone, where the Jardin Legion held sway.
The streets were eerily quiet.
Shops that openly ripped off customers shuttered en masse, peeking cautiously through window cracks.
No scent of the whores luring men in skimpy outfits.
The entire lawless zone knew what today meant.
"You know Barden's exact spot, right?"
I asked Olivia walking beside me. She wore sturdy boots, tight leggings hugging her legs, and a tank top exposing her abs and underarms. No battle gear look, no weapon in hand.
"East side, apparently. Right where we're headed. Ah, fuck. Finally gonna crush that bastard. Heh."
Olivia laughed like a beast. No femininity, just a tough grin. But on a beauty like her, it looked charming to me.
The families' plan was simple.
East, west, south, north.
Families attacking the central Jardin Legion from all four directions.
Overwhelm quality with numbers.
Anyone could see the family alliance had the edge.
'Still, no guarantees. This is Atlantis. One person massacring a hundred isn't impossible.'
I had no idea how it'd turn out. The original story barely mentioned the lawless zone—a few lines in the setting bible.
The Jardin Legion's base stood out from the other haphazard buildings.
Like a chaotic mash-up of structures stitched together. A city within the city.
"Never gets less creepy."
Olivia grimaced. I nodded in agreement.
"Attack!! Charge!!"
The roar of rage and hostility came not from us, but the Jardin Legion.
Arrows and spells flew our way immediately after.
"Ah, fuck. Eating the first shot."
Olivia kicked a pebble in annoyance.
No one here—including me and her—panicked at Jardin's preemptive strike.
They had mages; we did too. Our mages threw up barriers, blocking the barrage.
Spells can't fire forever. Soon theirs would stop, and we'd charge. That's when the real war began.
"Don't overdo it showing off. Our goal's Barden, not wiping Jardin. Jardin's just bonus. Got it?"
"Yes, sis."
"Don't die in a dump like this. Didn't bring you here for that."
"No worries, sis."
Olivia's crew had great morale. Even an outsider like me could feel their bond.
My side? Cold as ice. Two hundred mercs staring at my back—I ignored them. Pitiful that not one was a woman.
Finally, the merc captain spoke up.
"Boss."
"...What."
"Got any words? The boys are waiting. Pump us up."
"Do what you're paid for."
"Ooh! What a killer speech! Hear that, you fucks!? Just do the job!"
"Ooooh!"
The mercs hyped themselves up, cheering. They'd spun my words positively.
I didn't remember giving a speech.
Whatever. I expected nothing anyway.
'That's Barden.'
I spotted a man atop a tall spire. Blue clothes, eyepatch over his right eye. Acting cool with a cigarette, watching us calmly.
"Charge!"
Enemy ranged fire halted, and someone yelled. We surged toward Jardin Legion.
"Ungrateful scum! Rebelling against us who made this zone prosper! Worse than beasts!"
"Rebellion? 'Raised' us? Even stray dogs would laugh at that bullshit, you fucks!"
"Your mom's a whore! Know I fucked her?!"
"I fucked your dad, you bastard!"
Lawless zone folk had filthy mouths. Reminded me of that legendary game I used to play—chat full of family insults.
But this wasn't a chat. Swords, spears, axes, arrows tore into lives amid the curses.
I ignored everything, sprinting straight for Barden. Small fry blocking me got fists.
Cheonma Singong: Yonggwon.
Kwaaaang!
Full-power blast shredded six small fry torsos. Heads flew, guts and blood splattered.
The small fry felt fear but pretended not to see me.
Path cleared, I closed on Barden faster.
"Fucking brute. Still, damn strong."
Olivia, following, sounded impressed.
Barden eyed us. He spat his chewed cig and aimed revolvers at me and Olivia.
One in each hand.
"You the Heavenly Demon raging to kill me lately? Mask gives it away. Hellten sent you?"
"If you know, die quietly."
Barden sneered.
"Barden, you fuck! Don't you see me? Know how many sleepless nights your bastard spawn cost me?!"
"Still the same, Olivia. Missed me that much?"
"Missed you enough to die!"
Bang!
Flames spat from the pistol suddenly in Olivia's hand.
