Chapter 453: The Hero Climaxes in Defeat Again Today[R-18] (42)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 453: The Hero Climaxes in Defeat Again Today[R-18] (42)
Hilla and Rien's conditioning was complete. The moment they accepted my cock, their bodies were no longer their own to escape my grasp.
‘Just as planned, I can use those two to keep an eye on Aaren.’
If I fucked them a little more, their affection levels would soon peak. When that happens, they'll become my hidden daggers, ready to carry out even an order to kill Aaren without any resistance.
And while having sex with them from time to time, I also used the Daoist Yin-Yang Manual to raise their energy.
Rien was the one who grew the fastest. My overwhelming amount of internal energy fused with her mana, instantly elevating her to a 5th-Circle mage.
Rien was now prepared to do anything just to receive my semen one more time.
And then there was Hilla.
Honestly, at first, I had hoped I might be able to absorb the Hero's power when I fucked Marienne.
But that was a clear failure.
Only an extremely faint trace of that energy seeped through via the Yin-Yang Manual, and even that clashed with my internal energy and immediately dissipated.
In comparison, divine power was definitely different.
The results of my experiments through sex with Hilla showed that her divine power melted into me as naturally as if it had been meant for me all along.
‘…Is this the influence of the crown?’
However, neither the divine power that had settled in my body nor Hilla's own divine power increased at all. I experimented over several encounters, but the result was the same. The amount of energy remained stagnant; only its quality improved slightly.
“The Hero's power and divine power… I thought they were from a similar school, but are they fundamentally different?”
In that case—
‘What exactly is the Hero's power?’
It's clearly a power bestowed by a god. Even though both energies have a holy attribute, their reactions were different.
‘Divine power is absorbed and refined by my Yin-Yang Manual. But the Hero's power… it clashes and rejects it.’
Almost like a code that rejects me. A power I can touch, but cannot assimilate.
‘In that case, the Hero's power might be less like simple energy and more like an authority.’
The power of a Hero can only be used by one who has earned the right.
On the other hand, divine power is a universal blessing from the gods, granted to anyone, which grows stronger depending on the user's capabilities.
I reached a conclusion. It would be best not to mess with the Hero's power for the time being.
If I tried to absorb it, there's no telling what side effects might follow.
‘Then… there's only one thing left. The question of whether I can assimilate demonic energy and divine power at the same time.’
To hold two conflicting energies in the same Dantian and circulate them is, by common sense, impossible.
The Yin-Yang Manual may balance and harmonize energies, but I hesitated to attempt this.
‘I should ask Bi-yeon about this.’
After finishing my meditation in the training grounds, I went straight to Bi-yeon.
*
I asked her about the things I'd been pondering in the training grounds, and what I got back, as expected, was a nagging.
“Ugh, you idiot. You think that would work?”
“That's what I thought.”
I muttered, scratching the back of my neck. She narrowed her eyes and looked me up and down.
“But you know, if you had the Heart Harmony Sutra… it might just be possible.”
“The Heart Harmony Sutra?”
“It's a legendary cultivation technique from the world I used to live in. A technique designed to understand, accept, and channel all things between heaven and earth, the Yin-Yang and Five Elements, and even energies that conflict with each other. It was said that one who reached the pinnacle of harmony could make even the principles of the world submit to them.”
“Does a technique like that actually exist?”
“I've only heard stories, so I don't know if it was real.”
“Well, it's not like I know how to get to your world anyway. And even if I did, there's no guarantee that technique actually exists. I guess I'll have to give up.”
“…Right.”
Bi-yeon's voice dropped slightly. Her words were calm, but a strange loneliness flickered across her face, like someone recalling a distant home.
I watched her in silence before speaking quietly.
“Do you… want to go back?”
Bi-yeon was silent for a moment at my question. Then, she slowly let her gaze drift somewhere outside the window and opened her mouth.
“Sometimes… I think about it. My master, my senior sister, my junior sisters… But even if I went back, they wouldn't be there.”
She quietly turned her head to look at me. Suppressed emotions surfaced in her eyes for a moment before sinking back down.
“Still, being here with you now… is better.”
For a moment, a corner of my heart tingled.
“That look on your face just now was fucking hot.”
“You idiot.”
Bi-yeon smiled and came closer.
“At times like that—”
She stood in front of me.
“You shut up, comfort me, and start with a kiss.”
Without another word, I pulled her in by the waist.
‘If the Libido App's level gets higher, maybe I won't just be accessing fictional creations… but actual other worlds.’
*
Today, I was instructing Aaren in swordsmanship.
“Relax your arm. You're making the tip of your sword waver.”
“Yes!”
Aaren nodded, his face drenched in sweat. His eyes were serious, and his posture had improved a lot since the beginning. But there was still a problem.
“Bend your knees more. Again.”
“Yes!”
I spoke with a deadpan expression, but my mind was racing. This guy, Aaren. His fundamentals are lacking, but his ability to absorb new information is ridiculously fast.
‘This cheating bastard…’
He was taking to the Single Branch Sword Art I'd taught him for only a few days as if it had been his own martial art from the start.
It wasn't just on the level of mimicking the movements.
‘Should I call him a genius… or is this just the Hero's bullshit buff?’
Of course, he was still lacking. But the important thing was that he was growing every single moment. On top of that, by the end of training, he would often look at me with eyes that seemed to have reached another epiphany.
“Hoo… Hahp!”
Even now, he immediately corrected the point I'd made.
‘At this rate… his raw talent is several levels above Marienne's.’
Marienne was certainly talented, but it was true she fell short compared to Aaren.
‘Tsk, I'd better hold back on my teaching.’
I took my eyes off Aaren and looked at Hilla and Rien, who were standing quietly behind him.
The two women's legs were trembling slightly, and they were clenching and unclenching their thighs, trying desperately to maintain their composure.
‘Hmm, they're keeping it in well today.’
The two of them were already going about their days with pink slimes inserted in their anuses. The small, soft slimes stimulated them all day long, breaking their concentration. The sight of them enduring the sensation and standing firm was quite a spectacle.
On top of that, I had personally chosen their outfits.
Hilla's original priestess robes had been modified to expose her cleavage and thighs. Through the thin fabric, worn without underwear, the faint outline of her sweat-dampened nipples was visible.
I had Rien wear a short skirt and a shirt that showed her navel. She looked like a total nympho. And of course, she was panty-less under the skirt.
‘At this rate, it's only a matter of time before Aaren is seduced.’
I smirked. Of course, I had no intention of actually letting the two women sleep with Aaren.
The hallucinogens, memory-confusing drugs, and a few magical devices I had already prepared.
It was all just a setup to make Aaren believe that he himself had raped Hilla and Rien.
‘This is when he's at his weakest. I need to make my move in advance.’
Aaren is getting stronger and stronger. Before these tricks stop working on him completely, it's crucial to cement this whole situation as an established fact.
Only then will he continue to obey Hilla and Rien's words, making it much easier for me to manipulate and control him as I please.
I watched Aaren, still swinging his sword, and spoke.
“Aaren, that's enough for today. And you'll be resting for a while. Don't do anything and get some proper rest. Resting is also part of training.”
I paused for a moment before adding.
“And remember we're all having dinner together in four days? Don't be late.”
“Yes!”
I turned and glanced at Hilla and Rien. They understood my signal perfectly and nodded. Then they immediately and naturally approached Aaren.
“Aaren, you worked really hard in training today. Good job.”
“Uh-huh…”
Hilla spoke first, and Rien followed, linking her arm with his in a friendly manner.
“Aaren! Want to go out for a bit later, before we all have dinner?”
Aaren turned his head, flustered, but his eyes subtly darted to their chests and thighs. He looked like he had no idea where to look.
I watched them for a moment before heading back into the mansion without a word.
*
Lately, Aaren didn't know where to look because of how much Hilla and Rien had changed.
Hilla, who had felt like an older sister, maybe even a mother. And Rien, who always grumbled but still took care of him. At some point, those two had completely changed.
‘…Gulp. Was Hilla always this beautiful?’
His gaze drifted to her plunging neckline without him realizing it. The perky protrusions rising beneath the thin fabric were clearly visible. His lips went dry, and Aaren's back bent forward on its own.
“Oh, Aaren? What's wrong?”
Rien asked from his side.
Aaren shook his head, startled.
“Ha, haha… It's nothing. My back just suddenly…”
Rien wasn't wearing baggy robes or clothes like before, either. Now she wore a top that exposed her lower stomach and a skirt so short it looked like her butt would show every time she moved. Whenever the hem lifted slightly… his eyes were automatically drawn in.
‘…And is that perfume?’
The faint scent wafting from their bodies was strangely provocative and sensual.
Aaren gulped again and shook his head vigorously.
‘Gasp… What am I thinking about my comrades…?’
Hilla, Rien. They were comrades-in-arms who had fought alongside him, risking their lives. They were like family, like friends. They were companions he could trust more than anyone.
‘These thoughts aren't good…’
Aaren sighed and tried to look away, but his heart wouldn't listen.
Just then, he heard lewd jokes from nearby. And he noticed people staring openly at Hilla and Rien.
His hands clenched into fists without him realizing it. He felt a sense of displeasure. No, along with the displeasure… a strange possessiveness. An emotion he couldn't understand was churning inside him.
‘I have to tell Hilla and Rien to change their clothes…’