Chapter 6
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Rather, It's Good
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"Hoo."
Perfect. Successfully castrated all three. Nice and clean.
"Grrrk... guh..."
I smiled down at the three men writhing in agony, foam bubbling from their mouths.
"Don't look so sad. You got your use out of them before you croaked anyway. In a succubus's pussy, no less. Felt good, right? Cheers."
"...!!"
They finally realized what I was, their eyes widening in shock.
But it was far too late.
"...Well, thinking back, I did enjoy it toward the end. If you hadn't tried to kill me, we could've had a nice, mutual one-night stand. Who knows?"
"Kuh... th-that..."
It was hilarious watching their faces twist in bone-deep regret.
Too late, I said.
Idiots.
That's when it happened.
Rustle rustle.
"...Grrk?"
Goblins emerged.
Two warriors and three soldiers.
They must've heard the noise.
Oh, right.
I screamed too.
We'd made quite the racket all around.
"N-no... don't..."
"S-save us! Please!"
Normally, those three could've squashed these goblins without breaking a sweat.
But right now? They were probably more terrifying than any high-rank monster.
"..."
I said nothing and activated the skill I'd picked up as a porter.
Slowly erasing my presence, vanishing into the shadows.
And as a final touch...
"Don't hate me too much. Honestly, you brought this on yourselves. Right? Hehe."
"Hey! You bitch! Fucking cunt!"
"You goddamn whore! I'll curse you from beyond the grave! You think you'll get away with this and live happily?!"
"Please spare us! We were wrong! Forgive us just once!"
Watching them flail in their own ways, I slipped completely out of the goblins' sight and attention.
"...Grrk?"
One, two, three... one, two, three...
One goblin soldier poked repeatedly at the men rolling on the ground, tilting its head.
Probably wondering where the fourth one went.
But...
"Grrk! Grrrk!"
True to their dumb monster nature, it quickly focused only on the men in front of it.
"Ugh... ughh! Am I... gonna die like this?"
"F-fuck..."
Jo Seo-hong and the others squeezed out their last dregs of strength, desperately raising their gear to survive.
But after being drained dry by a succubus...
And with their balls smashed to bits, caught off-guard by a goblin ambush.
Against a whole pack executing the surprise attack.
"..."
Sorry, but...
Unless some miracle struck...
"Uwaaaagh! Agh!"
"Kaaaagh!"
Their odds of survival were damn near zero.
Crunch! Crack!
Their rusty weapons easily severed arms and legs.
Screams echoing over and over as they writhed in torment.
Bones crunching.
Flesh tearing grotesquely.
Blood spraying everywhere.
...From the bushes, I held my breath and watched every second of the three men being violated and slaughtered by the goblins. I didn't miss a thing.
"..."
The brutality didn't shock me.
You see scenes like this all the time in the towers.
That's not why I'd survived four years and felt grateful for it.
Not why I'd hit the booze and brothels first thing after every payout.
Not why everyone who entered the towers turned into twisted wrecks.
"A place where you never know when or how you'll die."
That was a tower.
And yet, people risked it over and over for the magic stones and loot.
"Kee-eeek! Keeeek!"
"Kiiik!"
"Kikikik!"
A little later.
The goblins, drunk on victory, roared in excitement.
Only after one warrior smashed a soldier's head with its fist did the pack calm down.
Crazy bastards...
Clatter clatter.
The goblins looted Jo Seo-hong and the others' corpses, their gear, and some scattered camping supplies before leaving.
"Hoo."
I double-checked, triple-checked that every last goblin presence was gone.
Only then did I cautiously emerge from the bushes.
"Thank god it's just the Goblin Tower."
If it were anywhere more dangerous, I might not have been able to kill Jo Seo-hong and the others, even to save myself.
He would've killed me instead.
Only possible because it's the Goblin Tower.
"With my power now, I can get out easily if I'm careful on the way down."
Goblins—no mages or shamans among them—were pretty low-IQ.
No real vigilance.
Not cunning at all.
As long as I didn't pick fights, I could avoid encounters, and even if I ran into some, I could escape no problem.
"..."
Part of me wanted to test my new strength a bit.
But I shook my head.
"No point risking it."
I could faintly feel it.
The power I'd sucked from those men was slowly leaking away, bit by bit.
Guess I couldn't keep it all permanently.
Makes sense, though?
It wasn't mine to begin with.
"..."
I stuffed my bag to bursting with magic stones and anything else valuable from the trashed campsite, sighing as I did.
"What a mess this turned into."
This wasn't why I'd steeled myself and gone back to work.
I'd mustered the courage to confirm I could handle some humiliation and get back to portering.
Instead, every other party member died. Again.
In the worst way possible: one party member raping another.
"...This isn't my fault, right?"
For a second, I wondered if it was because I'm a succubus.
But I shook it off.
"Nah. They admitted themselves they'd done this before. Even prepped sleeping pills ahead of time."
Recalling how they went at me...
Not their first rodeo.
They'd dragged short-term female porters or hunters into the tower and toyed with them plenty.
Some probably ended up goblin chow like me.
"Serves 'em right."
The more I thought, the more it screamed karma.
Idiots.
"This is why you gotta live right."
I might've lived like trash, but I never hurt others if I could help it.
Hey, maybe that's why I'm still kicking?
"...I'll live even better from now on."
Funny thing about me.
A total atheist outside, but step in a tower and suddenly I'm praying to every god—Christian, Buddhist, Catholic, you name it.
"Wonder if a succubus can even pray without offending them."
Hope no lightning comes crashing down for blasphemy.
Anyway.
Lost in thought as I packed, and suddenly I was done.
Current time: 2:21 AM.
"Not even tired. Head down now? Most goblins should be asleep..."
After a moment's thought, I nodded and hefted the heavy bag like it was nothing.
"Yeah. Rest at the tower exit. Way safer."
Decision made, I moved out.
"Man, came up with four. Going down solo. Tch, might miss your cocks sometimes. Mouth, pussy, ass... the feel of you taking all my virginities."
Saying it out loud's got my mouth watering.
Mood was shit, but the pleasure? Real as hell. Succubus thing, maybe, but their cum tasted damn good.
"Thanks to you, I get what succubi are now. Their powers too."
Explains the myths and rumors—why they crave men so much.
Succubi genuinely love it.
With men.
Born that way.
"..."
Problem is, I'm one now.
Me, who was a guy not long ago...
"Ah, fuck it."
What's done is done.
No changing it by brooding.
Unless I bite my tongue and off myself, I'm living as a succubus from here on.
"Yeah, yeah. This raid? Actually great. Total win."
Someone I met in the tower once told me that.
Live by "rather, it's good" and fortune follows.
Negativity just tangles everything up.
Think positive.
Wasn't entirely wrong, looking back.
"Might make way more than the payout I would've gotten. Like, tens of times?"
Their gear's one thing.
But magic stones? With the whole party dead, they're all mine.
Hand 'em to the government, and it'll dwarf any porter fee.
"Huh."
1st floor exit already.
"Hmm."
Just step out.
But I hesitated.
I looked too clean right now.
Three 5th-grade hunters dead, and the powerless porter walks out unscathed? Instant suspicion.
"...Ditch some gear too."
Now that I looked, it was way more than I could've carried.
Sucks, but better than questions.
People trash-talk the government daily.
But when it cracks down? Everyone falls in line.
Nothing scarier.
"One last thing..."
I stripped off my clothes.
Then draped a pathetic rag over my naked body—barely worthy of the name.
Drip drip drip.
Luckily, their cum was everywhere on me.
Still leaking from pussy and ass.
Body reeking of semen so thick it was nauseating.
To me, it kinda smelled like perfume... whatever.
"Hah, fuck. Never thought I'd exit a tower buck naked."
Remembered that old balance game.
Fire in a bathhouse: cover your face or privates?
This time? Neither.
"Embarrassment fades fast. Government suspicion lasts forever."
I brainwashed myself a few times over.
"Let's go."
And left the tower.
Outside, during the public agency's casualty report...
"My party members—the Reverse Burst party's Jo Seo-hong and two others—were raping me when goblins ambushed and killed them."
I submitted photos from tower exit: cum dripping from my pussy and ass.
Suspicion vanished instantly.
Of course, there was a price.
Like...
My nude pics getting blasted worldwide?