Chapter 899
Chapter 899
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 899
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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Elena gazed at the sleeping Sung Yu-jin, reflecting on her actions.
She'd been too hasty, assuming he wouldn't fall for her illusion. She should have persuaded him calmly before casting it. He might have sensed something was off.
'At least he didn't resist my illusion.'
Elena poked Sung Yu-jin's cheek with her finger, just like she had over the past ten days. He didn't stir. The illusion had taken hold perfectly.
'In truth, I don't even need something like this.'
She could tell from the start whether the illusion had worked. As an illusionist, how could she not know?
Sung Yu-jin never woke once he fell asleep. Having experienced it many times, she grew bold in her actions.
First, she stripped off her stuffy clothes. Until four days ago, she'd kept her undergarments on, but realizing no one else was around to see, she now went fully nude.
'Outside, I couldn't remove the Hecate Cape... So this is true nudity.'
Nude now, she felt a sense of liberation. The cool temperature of this dark space felt just right. Unconsciously, she stroked her body with her palm, starting from her thighs and moving upward. Her skin was clean and smooth, even by her own standards.
There was no hair between her legs. It had been there once, but removed for some reason.
Her breasts swelled nicely. Small compared to a cow like Seira, but larger than most ordinary women—she was confident of that.
'Ugh... Who would've thought I, of all people, would get hooked on such vulgar acts.'
In normal circumstances, she never would have done this. It concerned the dignity of the Valderte Ducal House. But now, with only half a year left to live, none of that mattered anymore. She surrendered to impulse over reason.
She stripped Sung Yu-jin completely. Deep in illusion-induced sleep, he offered no resistance.
Now both man and woman lay naked.
Elena crossed her arms quietly, scanning Sung Yu-jin's body. She thought herself a pervert, yet couldn't stop. Her heart pounded.
'...It's hard.'
Her stiffened nipples brushed his forearm. Feeling her own arousal, she draped herself over his firm body. Her full breasts pressed against him.
Elena gripped his shoulders and brought her face close. She felt his steady breaths. Her cheeks flushed red. Though she'd done this several times before, her body tensed each time.
Their lips met. Elena felt a thrill as she rubbed them together. Just lips touching—why did it feel so good? It was a wondrous sensation.
'Now... it begins.'
Sung Yu-jin's lips parted, his tongue moving. Elena matched him with her own. At first, his tongue's sudden motion startled her, but now she savored it leisurely.
"Slurp, smack..."
Absorbed in the sticky, sweet kiss, Sung Yu-jin's hand moved unconsciously. It grasped her lower back and buttocks, stroking slowly. Elena flinched but stayed focused on the kiss.
'The first time, I panicked thinking he'd woken. Then I panicked again realizing it was unconscious. How many women has he been with to react like this in his sleep?'
A twinge of annoyance hit her. Elena pulled him close tightly, sucking his tongue into her mouth. She nibbled it vengefully—but gently, of course. She had no intention of really biting.
"Mm?!"
His hand moved. It gripped her buttocks firmly, spreading them forcibly, a finger touching her intimate spot. It moved with utmost care, like handling a fragile creature, gently stroking her slit.
"Eut... Mm..."
Elena surrendered her body to him, continuing the kiss. His delicate fingers toyed with her labia.
His scent, his taste, his fingers... Emotions surged, her mind going blank.
"Grulp, uuuu...!"
She shuddered violently.
Elena collapsed into his arms. Love juices gushed from her pussy, soaking his lower abdomen. His hand continued stroking her buttocks slowly.
"......Really. You're not actually awake, are you?"
Resting her chin on his shoulder, Elena reached out to touch his face and hair. No matter how many times, she never tired of it.
By now, she recognized the unfamiliar emotion she held for Sung Yu-jin.
'At some point, I fell in love. ...No, it's more like I had no choice but to.'
He was a man who plunged into hell for her sake. She'd thought she'd discarded her feminine emotions long ago, but after losing everything, only those remained.
'But I won't tell him. This feeling would only burden him.'
She would die in half a year.
Even escaping this Drought Hell zone quickly wouldn't return her to the Yustria Empire's territory. Hell had more zones than this one.
Squeeze. Press.
She felt something hard against her thigh—Sung Yu-jin's manhood. A smile tugged at Elena's lips. His hand still caressed her buttocks and pussy.
"It wouldn't be fair if only I enjoyed this."
Elena bent her right leg, pressing her thigh and calf together. His fiery cock was trapped between. She skillfully stimulated it with thigh and calf. It didn't take long for it to throb.
Drip, drip.
Semen splattered onto her leg.
Elena raised her upper body.
She cupped her breast and fed it to his mouth like nursing a baby. Instinctively, he began suckling.
"Hup, haaah...!"
Twitch, twitch.
Elena trembled from the pleasure radiating from her breast. She was certain—no baby suckled like this.
Sung Yu-jin started nibbling her nipple.
"Ah! Th-that...!"
Her upper body collapsed as if struck at her weak point, breasts smothering his face. His hands moved unconsciously again, toying with her buttocks and pussy.
"Ridiculous... This is ridiculous... Uuuuuh!"
Climaxing, Elena panted. Her pussy tingled and itched relentlessly.
'...My pussy must be in a state that puts whores to shame by now...'
She couldn't hold back anymore. Elena stood, turned around, and straddled his face. Her hands braced the ground. His nose nudged her anus, his mouth against her pussy.
"Haa, haa..."
She rocked her hips slowly. Friction against his face brought waves of pleasure. Sung Yu-jin reacted instinctively, tongue extending to lick and caress her pussy.
"Hng... Feels good..."
Elena didn't just receive. She stretched her legs, her long limbs reaching his cock. As if experienced, she gave him a skilled footjob.
Smooch, smack. Slurrrrp.
The lewd sucking sounds made her blush. Still, she didn't dismount.
"Tonight... will be another sloppy night..."
Sung Yu-jin's cock ejaculated. Semen shot up like a fountain before falling.
Plop.
A drop landed coincidentally on Elena's cheek. Unfazed, as if routine, she wiped it with a finger and tasted it. An orgasm hit just then; she rose, sticky juices stretching between his mouth and her pussy before snapping.
"...!"
Squirt, squirt.
Pussy juices rained down, soiling his face.
"Hoo..."
Letting out a suppressed sigh, Elena turned back and squatted over his face again.
Plop. His nose touched her erect clit. His hot breath washed over her pussy, which clenched and dripped juices into his mouth. Sung Yu-jin instinctively devoured it.
"Ah...! To think I'd become such a vulgar woman... This is all... your fault..."
Grabbing his head with both hands, Elena rocked her hips back and forth slowly.
The night had much time left. Elena loved that fact.
"Haa, haaang!"
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I woke feeling refreshed.
Perhaps because the illusion put me in such deep sleep, waking up always felt invigorating.
'I'm usually the type who can't sleep well without a woman.'
I glanced beside me. Elena was there. She hadn't slept again, it seemed. Though for someone who pulled an all-nighter, her complexion looked good.
"Didn't sleep? This is a shelter—you could've rested."
"I didn't. Hard to think a shelter is 100% safe. Demons could get in, right?"
"Nah. It's a shelter—demons won't enter."
"Even if not demons, other exiles might show up. So night watch stays with me, like always."
Elena was stubborn. No point arguing when she got like this. I rose quietly.
"Huh?"
"Wh-what is it?!"
"Nothing. Just... the place looks cleaner."
I remembered some dust around. But now, it was spotless.
"Ah... That? I cleaned it. Nothing else to do at night."
"You didn't have to, but thanks for the hard work."
"We'll stay here awhile, so keeping it clean is good. Magic made it effortless."
I stood up.
As always, Elena requested a shower. No big deal, so I obliged. I summoned a bathtub, filled it with lukewarm water—not cold. This shelter wasn't hot like outside, so we could bathe leisurely.
After showering, we had breakfast.
"What're we doing today?"
"What else? Plant this and grow it."
I pointed to the apple sapling from Mammon. Conquering Drought Hell meant making a forest. First step: successfully grow this.
"Going far?"
"No way. Near the shelter. Can't waste a good spot like this."
"I'll sleep here, so take the Hecate Cape. Useless inside anyway."
I took the Hecate Cape. Made work much easier.
Elena lay on the floor immediately, eyes closing. Trusting me or not, she looked utterly defenseless.
"I feel your gaze. Planning to mess with me while I'm asleep? ...Whatever, I don't mind."
"I'm not."
As if I couldn't tell it's a trap.
I stepped out of the shelter.
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I scouted a suitable spot for planting while moving. Thanks to the Hecate Cape, traversing the red desert produced no sweat. Conserving stamina for work was great.
'This spot.'
Not too far from the shelter.
I summoned the apple sapling from inventory and planted it. It wilted immediately, as if drained of moisture.
'Withering already? Not a good sign.'
This wasn't ordinary—even it struggled. A normal sapling would've shriveled instantly.
I summoned water. Poured 100L experimentally. Red sand soaked it up.
The wilting sapling perked up briefly. But after a minute, it dried again.
'...100L isn't enough. Gotta keep pouring nonstop.'
I shuttled water from reality.
It worked.
The sapling began growing. Visibly shooting up—about 1cm every 20 minutes.
Insane growth for a normal plant.
But my expression darkened.
'1cm in 20 minutes? Too slow. Can't babysit one tree forever... Night brings killer heat. Need a way...'
I had one.
Hevil’s Accelerator.
Makes plants grow in an instant.
Found the answer—I grinned.