Chapter 330: Blazing Flames of the Battlefield [R-18] (48)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 330: Blazing Flames of the Battlefield [R-18] (48)
Lillian Bloodmark. That was the name of the woman staring at my body as if it were some strange curiosity.
My gaze was instinctively drawn to the full breasts revealed by her tank top. She didn't seem to be wearing a bra, as the soft curves beneath the fabric were clearly visible. With every movement, the tips of her breasts swayed gently, their prominent outlines a stimulus to my eyes.
Whether she knew where I was looking or not, she spoke with the same deadpan expression.
“Eyes front. The diagnosis isn't over yet.”
I quietly turned my gaze away as she instructed.
“…Your physical abilities are abnormal. Your muscle density is on par with high-strength composite fibers, and your nerve response speed surpasses that of an enhanced human.”
Lillian muttered as she examined my body, pressing here and there with her hands. From my shoulders to my biceps, my abdomen to my thighs. Her touch was as dispassionate as a doctor's, but I could feel the faint warmth and texture against my skin.
“Your muscle-to-height ratio is ideal, and your internal organs are positioned slightly higher than a normal human’s… Heart rate is stable, lung capacity is good…”
She glanced at her scanner and let out a small gasp.
“At the very least, there’s no way these numbers are natural.”
She lifted her head. Soon, her emerald eyes met mine. She slowly smiled—a strange, almost excited expression.
“Good. Whatever you are… I’ve got it. The perfect mobile weapon style for you.”
The corners of her lips curled up even further.
“There’s something I’ve been kicking around in my head for a while. The problem was, I never found anyone who could handle it. But you… you just might be able to.”
At her words, I crossed my arms and tilted my head slightly.
“Whatever. Just build it fast.”
Lillian let out a light chuckle.
“Don’t rush me. I have to design it from scratch to fit you, you know? Ah, let me ask you something.”
She looked up at me.
“Your combat data. I have permission to access all of it, right?”
“Do whatever you want.”
The moment I answered, she spoke curtly.
“Good. Then, I’ll start production right away. You can go now.”
And that was it. As if she had no more need to pay me any mind, Lillian spun around like a revolving door and disappeared deeper into her workshop.
With nothing better to do, I followed her. In the middle of the hangar, the lights flickered on all at once, illuminating the space. Lillian was already standing in front of a panel.
“Initiating link. Disassemble.”
At her command, massive mechanical arms shot down from the ceiling. Lifting the Requiem with a deafening roar, the arms moved the unit into the work position.
A high-pitched screech of grinding metal.
The machine’s outer armor was dismantled, falling away like shrapnel. The smell of alloy spread through the air, thick and metallic like the blood of a machine, stinging my nostrils. The giant mechanical arms secured the Requiem, and its internal frame was slowly revealed.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Lillian Bloodmark headed for the cockpit.
“Control terminal on the right, sensor feedback is cut. I’ll have to rebuild it from scratch.”
She muttered and bent over. The jumpsuit tied around her waist slipped down, revealing her firm ass.
I pretended to watch her work.
As she leaned deep inside the machine, the fabric of her hot pants was pulled taut, revealing the distinct outline of her camel toe. The material was wedged perfectly between her taut thighs.
‘Pussy!’
Whether she knew where I was looking or not, Lillian was completely absorbed in her work, reaching a hand inside. Without even wearing maintenance gloves, she rummaged through a mess of wires and cables with her bare hands, digging into the machine’s guts. Her movements were rough yet precise, like a witch who held the machine’s very life in her hands.
Even so, I couldn’t tear my eyes away.
The violet hair cascading down her back, the sharp line of her hips, the curve of her swaying ass. When the line of her lower stomach was revealed by her unusually short tank top, even the thin trail of sweat running above her navel felt obscene.
She finished her work inside and pulled herself out. Her body, revealed under the maintenance light, was sensual.
“Get a good look?” she asked nonchalantly.
I just smiled faintly.
“It was a magnificent view.”
Lillian snorted at my words. Far from getting serious, she raised the corners of her lips and said, “I’ll never understand the male species.”
She walked back toward the workbench and called up the pilot data. A panel projected into the air began displaying my reaction speeds and G-force tolerance levels from combat.
“…You’re insane.”
She muttered in a tone that was hard to distinguish from admiration or ridicule.
“You’re the first human I’ve seen withstand over 7 Gs in actual combat. Was your brain okay? You should have at least gotten a nosebleed.”
“Didn’t really feel anything.”
I shrugged lightly. She stared at me and laughed for a long moment, then licked her lips. She walked over and tapped my chest.
“You seem very interested in my body. What do you think… don’t you want to fuck me?”
Lillian’s eyes narrowed as she spoke.
“For real?”
She laughed. Tossing her head back once, she used a slender white finger to slightly lift the hem of her tank top. Her sweat-dampened lower stomach was revealed, and the thin line of sweat at the center of her abdomen stole my gaze.
“But… there’s something I want in return.”
I tilted my head.
“What is it?”
She approached quietly and whispered into my ear, her breath tickling my skin.
“I’m pretty skilled in the medical field, you know. Your body… can I dissect it?”
It was a short sentence. Her tone was playful, but beneath it lay a subtle madness.
I furrowed my brow and shook my head.
“Are you crazy?”
“Just for a little bit. I’ll only cut you open once, okay? I’ll even put a bandage on it for you.”
She curled her lips into a smile, her eyes narrowing as she poked the area below my ribs with her fingertip.
I swatted her hand away and said firmly, “Fuck off, you crazy bitch.”
At that, she laughed as if she was enjoying herself. It was a dark, somehow excited smile.
“Alright, dissection later. If you agree to it sometime, we’ll definitely cut you open then, okay?”
As if nothing had happened, Lillian shot a glance and a smile toward the maintenance area and turned away.
I watched her back for a moment before muttering to myself.
‘A sexy psycho. Honestly, I want to fuck her, but… I feel like I’d be seriously screwed if I did.’
In all my life, I had never once turned down a beauty of her caliber.
‘Ha, she has that unique scent of a virgin pussy. What should I do?’
A beautiful virgin. It was a combination I couldn't pass up.
‘Right… I’ll fuck her first and think about it later.’
*
The outskirts of an Earth Federation colonial planet.
Beyond a concrete wall surrounded by debris, in an underground base where corroded steel beams lay scattered in disarray. In the center of it all, under dim lighting, stood Adele Licencia.
“Su-hyeon. What’s the status on the Earth Federation and Arsenos?”
Her voice was cold. A flat, frigid tone, like a machine, devoid of any emotion.
After a moment of hesitation, Su-hyeon raised her head. Her eyes tried to hide their trembling as she answered cautiously.
“…After the Earth Federation deployed the Xeno Cyclone in actual combat, Arsenos has regrouped its forces. A large-scale counterattack is expected.”
Adele walked silently to the window. Through the broken glass, she could see a landscape of ruins. Among the abandoned houses, a few children were running through an alley, playing.
A ruined city. But people still lived within it. She watched the children and slowly placed a hand on her lower abdomen.
The movement was gentle, but her fingertips were utterly cold.
“……The prisoners.”
Her emotionless voice flowed out again. Su-hyeon, who had been waiting quietly behind her, bowed her head and replied.
“They still refuse to talk.”
“Persistent.”
All that remained on Adele’s face was an expression so cold it seemed to freeze the very word ‘sorrow.’
“You may leave.”
It was a quiet command. Su-hyeon bowed and carefully exited the room. As the steel door closed, a gray corridor enveloped her with its cold air. And at the far end, beyond a haze of cigarette smoke, was the silhouette of a woman leaning against the wall.
Sheryl Mortimer.
Her arms were crossed, her eyes narrowed. The thick smell of tobacco smoke faintly permeated the hallway.
“How’s the young lady doing?”
Su-hyeon stared at her silently for a moment before shaking her head slightly.
“Not well. She’s barely eating and doesn’t seem to be sleeping properly.”
“Haaah…”
Sheryl exhaled a long stream of smoke.
“Well, losing someone precious… it’s not something words can explain.”
Su-hyeon nodded. But soon, she couldn’t stop herself from speaking.
“…Is he really… dead?”
Sheryl flicked the cigarette in her mouth with her finger. Gray ash scattered onto the corridor floor.
“It’s easier to think that he is.”
Her gaze was fixed somewhere outside the window, on a sky far beyond.
“Still, the living must go on. I’m just worried the young lady will collapse at this rate.”
Su-hyeon pressed her lips together, then said quietly, “She’ll come to her senses soon. The young lady is not a weak person.”
Sheryl let out a faint laugh.
“Tsk… that bastard. Making three women this sad.”
She stubbed out her cigarette on the floor.
“If you can, pray the young lady gets a grip soon. Our situation isn’t exactly comfortable right now.”
No sooner had she finished speaking than the sky split apart.
—KRA-KOOOOOM!!
With a deafening roar, a crimson flash fell from the heavens.
The beam of light, looking as if it had torn through dimensions, slammed into the ground in an instant. A plasma blast powerful enough to warp the very air struck the outskirts of the city.
Su-hyeon’s and Sheryl’s eyes hardened simultaneously.
“…What was that just now?”
“An attack. A direct-fire plasma cannon from orbit… At this scale, it must be—”
BOOM! Once again, the ground erupted not far away.
The air trembled, and windows shattered into pieces. Soon, alarms blared throughout the entire city.
[Warning! An enemy colonial fleet has been detected in the planet’s orbit. An emergency airstrike is in progress. All citizens, please evacuate to the nearest shelter—ksshk… whrrrr…!]
Sirens wailed, and red emergency lights bathed the entire sector.
Sheryl gritted her teeth and turned her head.
“Tch, Su-hyeon.”
Su-hyeon quickly pulled out her communicator.
“All personnel to battle stations. Protection detail for the young lady, secure an evacuation route.”
*
“…What was that?”
A vibration traveled up from the floor. Lisa’s eyes narrowed at the dull, echoing explosion.
Mason, who had been kneeling, quietly stood up and peered through the cold iron bars of the prison cell.
“…An attack.”
“What did you say?”
“The entire planet is being bombed.”
Oh Hyun quickly got to his feet. The prison ceiling was trembling slightly. Two or three more powerful vibrations shook the floor, and the lights on the wall flickered.
“…Arsenos?” Oh Hyun muttered under his breath.
“They’re on our side?” Lisa asked.
“Wait a minute, this planet… isn’t it a civilian sector?”
Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps echoed from the prison corridor.
An employee of the Licencia Group appeared, frantically unlocking the cell door.
“Everyone out! The Arsenos fleet has just launched a massive bombing run!”
The iron door clanged open, and red warning lights began to flash.
“Hey, you said this was a civilian area! Why are we being attacked?”
The employee waved his hand with an annoyed expression at Mason’s question.
“Stop wasting time and get out! This place is about to be rubble!”
Without further questions, the three of them quietly stood up. They followed the employee’s gesture and quickly exited down the corridor.
Once outside, they could see the sky through the barrage of fire that cut across their vision. And what they saw were Arsenos-marked mobile weapons descending through the clouds.
The sound of crimson artillery shells slamming into the ground. It was as if they intended to tear this entire place apart.
“This way! A vehicle is waiting!”
With the employee’s shout, an armored car approached, cutting through the sandstorm. When its door opened, a woman with familiar pink hair was sitting inside.
“Let’s go.”
Adele Licencia. With just that one phrase, she looked silently at Mason, Oh Hyun, and Lisa.
As the vehicle started moving, the scenery rushed past the window. Amidst the flames of the massive bombardment, the sight of civilians falling as they tried to flee caught his eye.
A street shop was blown away entirely.
Screams, smoke, and chaos. Adele spoke in a voice devoid of any emotion.
“You’re Oh Hyun, correct?”
She watched Oh Hyun’s profile for a moment as he stared out the window, then said coldly, “Seeing this… do you feel nothing at all?”
Oh Hyun couldn’t answer. His gaze was fixed on a child, trapped under debris, crying out amidst the bombing.
His trembling hand, resting on his knee, slowly clenched into a fist.
“……”
He bit his lip and turned his head away.