Chapter 39
Slightly bending her knees and gathering strength in both legs, Baek Geum-hwa kicked off the ground and leaped toward the bandit Valkyries glaring at her with eyes as filthy as Kang Han-beom's. Just as he called her a female lion, she used her 180cm frame to close the distance in an instant. She flashed past the bandits like a gust of wind.
Thwack!! "Kekeh?!" "Fuck, what the hell was that?!"
A satisfying impact sound rang out that would make anyone hearing it feel good. The bandit Valkyrie on the right spewed blood and shattered teeth like a fountain as she was sent flying far away.
Before the rest could figure out what happened, Baek Geum-hwa marveled inwardly at her own astonishing movement and the cape that made it possible. 'Fast. As expected of a Valkyrie Suit, even if it looks like this? My body feels lighter than usual. I got so flustered by the sudden speed that I didn't put full power into my punch... but even as a surprise attack on another Valkyrie, she flew off like a leaf in a whirlwind!'
Normal Valkyrie Suits were full-body armor or tights like the ones those bandits wore. But this so-called suit—a cape too pathetic to even call one—merely draped around her neck, yet it amplified her physical abilities several times over. It boasted performance far beyond its sleazy appearance.
Hidden by the greatsword that sliced minotaurs like paper, no one had recognized its value. But this Valkyrie Suit was equipment worth causing a sensation the moment it hit the market.
Baek Geum-hwa felt anew how impressive Kang Han-beom's ability was to casually craft such gear, but she furrowed her brow and glared at him smirking at her. 'But that bastard... with this amazing power, all he does is...!'
Just to humiliate her, to ogle her dungeon-crawling naked body anytime and enjoy her and it at will—he made high-tech gear like this? It perfectly matched his question, 'Why would a meat toilet need clothes?' A vulgar Valkyrie Suit embodying both sleaziness and revolution, the kind of thing only a Breeding Uncle's twisted mind could conceive.
Sensing she'd become the meat toilet of a far bigger player than she thought—and that she'd suffer equally filthy fates ahead—Baek Geum-hwa sighed inwardly as the bandit Valkyrie checked on her flying comrade. Spinning the greatsword on her back like a twig, the bandit addressed her.
"You crazy bitch. I figured since you were naked and easy pickings, I'd just rob you and give you a light fuck. What the hell is this?!"
"Hoo..." 'Same weapon as mine. That's probably why she ambushed us.'
When you favored a weapon, your eye for it naturally sharpened. Even if Kang Han-beom had sprayed it gray to look like a normal iron greatsword to avoid trouble, it couldn't fool another greatsword user.
And as if confirming her thought, the bandit pointed at Kang Han-beom watching from behind and the sword in his arms. "That's mithril, right? High-purity mithril greatsword."
"And if it is?"
"Knew it. Rich kids like you who just started dungeon diving always show up with expensive gear. Then they cry when Valkyries like me take it."
"What...?"
Rich kid? Her, who scraped by on part-time jobs and scraps to pay her little sister's tuition, dungeon-delving with junk gear and eating with money beaten out of thugs in back alleys? Calling her a rich kid?
'She thinks I'm doing this because I want to or something.'
There were limits to misunderstandings. What rich kid wandered around as a naked meat toilet with just a fluttering cape?
"Dragging a guy along? Looks like some naive young lady wanted to try thrilling exposure sex, so you're on a sleazy tourist trip. But don't take the world so lightly!"
"Cut the bullshit. Who'd want to be like this, ugh?!"
She swung her fist at the bandit for her own pent-up rage against Kang Han-beom who made her this way (though she'd taken too much from him already to vent directly). But at that moment—
Whoooosh!!'Fast?!'
The bandit spun quickly, her greatsword blade slicing toward Baek Geum-hwa's chest. She instinctively arched back, dodging it. Thanks to her advanced Valkyrie Suit, she wouldn't die, but that massive greatsword weight could've caused serious damage if it connected.
Her suit was generations ahead; the opponent wore a proper one too. 'And...'
That strike was ruthless. No hesitation in slashing a person, even with Valkyrie Suits.
Tsking at the sinister malice from the bandit, Baek Geum-hwa heard her cackle. "Too bad. I like small tits, so I was gonna slice off those huge udders."
"You trash bitch... grk?!"
Another heavy swing flew at her; she dodged by arching back again and stepped back to recover.
Kang Han-beom, watching and chuckling, yelled, "Hey! Dodging won't cut it!"
"You crazy master, you want me to take that hit?!"
"No, you've been testing it so far. Best not to get hit, sure, but if you dodge everything, what's the point? Don't worry—smash right into it! Even if your limbs shatter, as long as you don't die, I can fix you!"
"...Master?"
The bandit tilted her head, confused. But scanning the naked Baek Geum-hwa up and down, she spotted the long white string dangling between her thighs and burst out laughing, clutching her stomach.
"Ahahaha! Now I get it! You're that guy's sex slave, huh?! A Valkyrie, reduced to some dude's fucktoy!! You sold your body for gear!! Ahaha, I misunderstood!!"
"Grk..."
This world was a yuri-game world. To prevent dick penetration, men's social status was rock-bottom except for rare cases like Kang Han-beom. A Valkyrie becoming a man's sex slave? Hilarious enough to split sides.
Baek Geum-hwa, raised with that as common sense, flushed red as Kang Han-beom yelled from behind like he was defending her. "Can't help it! She's gorgeous and her pussy grips so tight—it's only right to use her as a sex slave. You have no idea!"
"Shut up, Master!!"
'That's your defense? Your idea of a compliment?!'
She was tempted by "gorgeous," but his typical wording burned her face. Eyes watering, she glared at the bandit. "You really want me to smash in?"
"Smash her! Trust your master!"
"Kekeke, a Valkyrie's shame."
Ignoring the bandit's taunt, Baek Geum-hwa thought of Kang Han-beom. 'Knowing that guy's personality, he hates his property getting scratched. From how he ravaged my pussy mercilessly and humiliated me, he's the type to say, 'If anything's breaking it, it's me!'
Giving her this high-tech gear proved it—he didn't want his meat toilet getting damaged. "Fine, I trust you? For real?!"
"Ugh, so frustrating. Hurry and finish so you can bring that pussy over! My dick's been fully hard forever—how does a meat toilet not notice? There's limits to slacking!"
Sighing, Baek Geum-hwa bent her legs again.
"Kuhuhu..."
"..."
Realizing she'd leap again with that insane power, the bandit prepared her own strike to subdue and rape her. As Baek Geum-hwa kicked off fiercely, the bandit raised her greatsword high and slammed it down.
"Predictable moves!"
"I know. I figured she'd swing down if I went straight like before."
Trusting the Valkyrie Suit, Baek Geum-hwa ignored the blade crashing straight at her and swung her clenched fist.
Auto-Defense Activated
Clanggg!! "What?!"
Just before the blade hit her head, a message appeared before Baek Geum-hwa's eyes. The bandit's greatsword bounced off. The cape seemed to move on its own like it had a mind, reshaping into a shield to deflect the strike.
"What is that? Your cape... a mere cape blocking my sword?!"
"Something you'll never wear in your life, so shut up and die!"
"Wear? You're the one naked—gkheh?!"
Thuddd!!
Like a bomb dropping, Baek Geum-hwa's fist plunged into the bandit's gut.
Hostile Target Neutralized
Meat Toilet Baek Geum-hwa, please promptly fulfill your meat toilet duties.
"G-Give me a sec to catch my breath...!!"
Winded, the bandit rolled away like a tumbleweed in a Western. Marveling again at her incredible suit, Baek Geum-hwa bit her lip at the new message, turned, and walked back to Kang Han-beom.
"Finally here? Pussy up!"
"D-Damn..."
Kang Han-beom waited casually, dick fully erect and out. Glaring daggers at him, Baek Geum-hwa had no choice. She brought both hands to her crotch.
Squelch♡ "Here... with my meat toilet pussy... I'll milk Master's dick... so hurry and shove it in..."
"Told you I trained my meat toilet well."
Her tanned pussy, spread wide by her hands, worked its pink mouth greedily, dripping thick white drool.