Chapter 544: Eternal Spire[R-18] (63)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 544: Eternal Spire[R-18] (63)
A few days later, I was finally assigned to the new Group A dormitory. It was so large and luxurious that it couldn't even be compared to the old F-Group dorms.
And today, as always, Han So-young was in my clutches, being sexually harassed.
It seemed like my request wouldn't be granted, but in the end, they placed Han So-young in Group A with me.
“Hngh… Oppa… Ahng…♡”
I grabbed her massive tits with both hands, twisting and kneading them relentlessly. With every bounce of her supple flesh, I found each of her pleasure points, carving my mark upon them.
“Hoo-yeah~! These tits are so damn soft!”
After squeezing them hard, I finally brought my hand to the burned skin on her face and applied some medicine.
“…But, what are you putting on me now…?”
“Burn cream.”
“What…? I-Is that really possible? This is a very old scar…”
I grinned and lifted her chin.
“Oi, oi, just trust your Oppa. I’ll get your face back to how it was, So-young.”
“…Thank you. I’ve been cursing you out in my head for the past few days, calling you a psycho bastard…”
Just then, a rough knock sounded at the door.
Thump, thump, thump!
“You bastard! How long are you gonna make us wait? Get the fuck out here!”
A coarse male voice echoed from outside. Han So-young, embarrassed by the moans she’d just let out, quickly covered her mouth, her face flushing red.
“Just wait a bit, I’m busy right now.”
“Dammit, hurry up! The instructor will be here any minute.”
I mostly ignored him. I leisurely finished applying the cream to Han So-young’s face and stroked her green hair.
“Keep using this, and it’ll heal completely.”
“Yes… Thank you, Oppa.”
When I took Han So-young out to the dormitory yard, the other participants were already standing in neat rows. All their eyes immediately fell on me and Han So-young.
“Tsk, hanging around a pervert like him… That woman can’t be normal either,” one of the female participants muttered in disgust.
“Heh, it’s ridiculous that a punk like that is in the same rank as me,” a muscular man sneered. His name was Choi Kang-seok, and he’d been picking fights with me since yesterday.
“Oi, oi, just say you’re jealous~ Ah~ then again, with a face like that, you’ve got no chance of charming any women~”
“You son of a bitch…!”
Just as Choi Kang-seok was about to raise his fist, a cold voice cut him off from behind.
“Private violence is forbidden.”
It was Seo Eun-ha. Her gaze was as sharp as thin ice as it pierced right through Choi Kang-seok.
“And you,” she said, turning to me, “don’t bother giving a man like that your attention.”
“Tch… Seo Eun-ha, why are you protecting trash like him?”
“I’m not protecting him. I’m telling you to follow the rules. So we don’t get dragged into your mess.”
At Seo Eun-ha’s firm words, Choi Kang-seok ground his teeth and reluctantly backed down.
Han So-young cautiously bowed her head.
“Thank you, Ms. Eun-ha…”
“It’s fine. However, Ms. So-young, you should also keep your distance from that man.”
“That’s…”
Han So-young tried to explain, but Seo Eun-ha turned and walked away as if she had no intention of listening.
“Ugh… What a bitchy woman!” Han So-young pouted, muttering at Seo Eun-ha’s back as she left without letting her finish.
When we arrived at the training grounds, today’s instructor was standing at the front. Surprisingly, it was Yoon Jae-ho. Behind him stood Park So-young, her eyes gleaming coldly.
“I am Yoon Jae-ho, and starting today, I will be in charge of Group A’s special training. I primarily handle the development of mages. And the instructor behind me, Park So-young, will be teaching close-quarters combat.”
As Yoon Jae-ho’s voice rang out, a small stir went through the new trainees. When Park So-young took a step forward, gasps of admiration erupted from the male trainees.
“Whoa…! The instructor is a total beauty!”
Park So-young paid their reactions no mind, her expressionless face scanning over us.
“Those in the mage class, go to Head Instructor Yoon Jae-ho. Those in the close-quarters combat class, come to me.”
The trainees split up according to their aptitudes.
Han So-young, who, true to her sluggish build, seemed to have a talent for magic, headed toward Yoon Jae-ho. The black-haired beauty, Seo Eun-ha, was in the close-quarters combat group. A sleek ray pier hung at her waist.
“Today, we will evaluate your individual skills through practical sparring. Pair up in teams of two.”
At that moment, Choi Kang-seok shot his hand into the air.
“Instructor! I would like to spar with Geum Tae-yang!”
Park So-young narrowed her eyes and asked, “You want to spar with Geum Tae-yang?”
“Yes!” Choi Kang-seok answered vigorously, but a subtle sneer played on his lips.
“I want to see the skills of Geum Tae-yang, who climbed from F-rank to A-rank.”
“Fine, whatever. Geum Tae-yang, Choi Kang-seok. Step forward. The rest of you, back away.”
At this sudden, amusing event, even the people on Yoon Jae-ho’s side turned to watch.
I walked forward, glancing at Choi Kang-seok. I deliberately curled my lip into a sneer.
“Oi, oi~ You sure about this? If you get your ass kicked in front of all these people, you’ll be too embarrassed to even lift your head, you know?”
A vein bulged on Choi Kang-seok’s temple. He clenched his fists tightly and strode forward aggressively.
“Heh heh, rumor has it you took down an instructor, but that was probably against some fucking weakling. Today, I’ll show you for real! The skills of an East Asian boxing champion!”
Park So-young stood between us and raised her hand.
“Geum Tae-yang versus Choi Kang-seok. Begin!”
Instantly, Choi Kang-seok charged like a wild beast. His arms and fists transformed, taking on a steel-like texture.
‘Steel fists? What a lame ability.’
It was a decent enough B-rank ability, I suppose, but to me, it was nothing more than an ornament.
“Die!”
Whoosh!
A fist as hard as steel flew toward my face. But in my eyes, the punch was endlessly slow. I didn’t move, not even flinching. I took it head-on.
CRASH!
The ground shook with a tremendous impact. As the surrounding trainees held their breath—
“Heheheh… How’s that? A taste of my fist!”
Choi Kang-seok grinned, full of victorious confidence.
I slowly lifted my head and snorted.
“Oi, oi~ You call this a punch? It’s so soft I didn’t feel a thing~”
“Wha… What did you say!?”
As I said that, I lifted my foot and kicked him squarely in the solar plexus.
POW!
“Keuk!”
Choi Kang-seok flew into the air and rolled across the ground.
“You said you were a boxing champion, but you’re a total pushover.”
His face flushed red, Choi Kang-seok ground his teeth and charged again.
“I’ll kill you!”
I deliberately adopted a boxing stance and cocked my head.
“Alright, alright~ This time, I’ll play along and use boxing too!”
I theatrically wiggled my shoulders and threw a punch with an exaggerated motion.
“Take this! The legendary Screw Punch~!”
Thwack!
Twisting my hand like a screw and channeling all my body’s power and elasticity, the corkscrew blow landed squarely on Choi Kang-seok’s face.
“Gah!”
His head snapped back and he staggered, but he immediately corrected his posture and countered. I dodged it with ease. The problem was that my evasive maneuver was so ridiculous that laughter began to spread among the onlookers.
“Pfft… What is that.”
“Hehehe.”
“Ah, Oppa Tae-yang… this is so embarrassing…”
With both arms behind my head, I swayed my body left and right like an eel, letting his attacks slide past me. Repeating this quickly, it started to look like I was dancing to a rhythm—
“Too slow!”
The serious atmosphere in the training ground had vanished, replaced by a marketplace filled with laughter. Choi Kang-seok’s pride was plummeting through the floor.
“Oi~ What’re you gonna do if you’re already tired~”
“Hah… hah… You slippery bastard!”
Gritting his teeth, he charged at me, squeezing out his last bit of strength. But to me, it just looked like a minnow flailing about in desperation.
Slap!
I ducked under his arm. For a moment, the arm that swung like an iron ingot cut through the air just above my head. In that instant, I twisted and grabbed his wrist.
“Kuk…!”
His shoulder twisted, and his balance broke. Using the rotation of my body, I thrust out my palm.
THWACK!
My palm struck him precisely in the solar plexus.
THUD!
Choi Kang-seok flew backward and crashed to the ground.
“That’s enough! The winner is Geum Tae-yang.”
As Park So-young’s emotionless declaration cut through the training ground, the atmosphere froze.
“What… just happened?”
“It was too fast, I couldn’t see…”
“But why did he go flying?”
I suddenly started thrusting my pelvis back and forth and shouted.
“Uhyoooo~! As expected, I’m a genius~!”
My ridiculous pelvic dance was met with immediate silence. Then, terrified screams erupted from the women.
“Eek… That man, don’t tell me that thing in his pants is… what I think it is?”
“……It’s… huge?”
I thrust my hips even more triumphantly and yelled.
“This is the Geum Tae-yang brand victory ceremony~!”
Finally, Yoon Jae-ho stepped in.
“That’s enough. If you disrupt the atmosphere any further, you’ll receive demerits.”
“Oh my, demerits would be a problem~”
I playfully raised both hands and smoothly stopped my dance. Then I nonchalantly returned to my spot.
The training that followed was mind-numbingly boring. But after that, no one tried to pick a fight with me again.
It wasn’t so much that they were afraid of me—
‘Let’s not get involved with that crazy bastard.’
It was because an unspoken rule had been tacitly established.
In the end, Choi Kang-seok’s reputation was utterly shattered after he faced me and lost. The guy who had acted tough and lorded over the group as its leader was now just another run-of-the-mill participant.
‘Heh heh… Perfect. From now on, anything I do can be brushed off with a simple, “Because it’s Geum Tae-yang.” Thanks to this, whatever I do in the future will seem natural.’
I chuckled to myself and glanced to the side.
Seo Eun-ha was swinging her sword, her sweat-drenched tits bouncing.
‘That tank top. I don’t know who designed it here, but it’s magnificent.’
Every time Seo Eun-ha’s breasts bobbed up and down, the gazes of all the men around were sucked right in.
‘She acts like a stern ice queen, but on the inside, she’s just a ball of lust. Otherwise, there’s no way she’d be swinging a sword while shaking her tits like a cow in heat.’
I saved every detail of her appearance to memory.
Another week passed after that. Most of it was just boring, yawn-inducing classes.
‘Ah, if I’d known it would be like this, I would have been a hundred times better off just lying in bed and sleeping.’
The only consolation was the close-quarters combat training. It was quite enjoyable to watch the girls swing their swords, their clothes soaked in sweat. What better textbook could there be than taut thighs and bouncing breasts?
And today, the class was different. Under the watch of several instructors, we were gathered in a place that looked like a giant, circular colosseum.
Instructor Park So-young scanned us with an expressionless face.
“Today, you will pair up in teams of two for a practical lesson. You will fight the goblins that have been released into the colosseum. Don’t worry about your safety. Even if you get a limb chopped off, healers will be there to treat you immediately.”
Instantly, the participants’ faces hardened. Her tone was one that no one could take lightly.
Park So-young paused for a moment before adding coldly, “And this kind of training will continue from now on. It will directly affect your individual evaluations, and even your survival. So don’t approach this with a light heart… take it seriously.”
“Yes!”
A thunderous reply echoed off the colosseum ceiling.
Park So-young nodded and unfolded a piece of paper.
“Good. Then I will now assign the pairs.”
Names began to be called out in order.
“Choi Kang-seok, Kim Min-jun.”
“Lee Ji-ho, Park Seong-hun.”
And then—
“Seo Eun-ha, Geum Tae-yang.”
“Uhyooo~! Super lucky~! Partnered with Eun-ha-chan, my luck is great today!”
At my exaggerated cheer, Seo Eun-ha turned her head and scowled.
“…This is the worst.”