The Dungeon Interior is Extraterritorial Jurisdiction
"Yoo Miyeon, if you want to fight that badly, I'll oblige."
Kang Cheonhu glared at the camera with a venomous gaze. He was staring at the reconnaissance drone's camera, and the video feed was being relayed to the monitors, but Miyeon felt as if their eyes had locked directly.
A chill ran down her spine!
A prickling sensation!
The moment she felt his gaze upon her, an odd feeling surged through Miyeon's body. It was like a faint electric current coursing over her skin, making her nerves stand on end with a shiver. And all from just an exchange of glances—no, not even that; it was merely through a screen—yet her body was reacting strangely, growing aroused.
Suddenly, an intense sexual urge hit her, the kind that made her want to masturbate right then and there.
In truth, Miyeon had lately become obsessed with masturbation, indulging almost every day. Before bed, she always lay on her sheets for one round, and during the day, she'd sneak in another one or two, totaling two or three sessions daily. But even after climaxing, the arousal wouldn't subside; if anything, it burned hotter.
(Ugh! W-what the hell... not now...)
But this wasn't the time to succumb to lust. She had to uphold the Hero's Duty of protecting civilians. Miyeon forcefully suppressed the impulse and replied to Kang Cheonhu.
"I'm not the one who wants to fight. But if you keep stubbornly getting in the way, I won't have a choice but to stop you by force."
She shot the words at him sharply, but unlike her usual blade-like precision, there was a faint tremor in her voice.
"You know the dungeon interior is extraterritorial jurisdiction, right? No legal liability for anything that happens here. If we fight, it'll be pure strength against strength—no rules, no holding back."
Kang Cheonhu smirked with a sleazy grin.
What he said was true. Due to practical limitations in enforcing laws in these pocket dimensions, dungeons were treated as extraterritorial zones by the state. Fights between heroes inside went unpunished. There were unspoken rules among heroes, but at its core, it was a lawless world where the strong devoured the weak.
"And you know what happens to the loser. Kukukuku."
(If I... 'lose'...)
The word "defeat" from Kang Cheonhu's lips sent a shiver through Miyeon's entire body, freezing her in place.
She had never even considered defeat before. Since becoming an S-rank hero, Miyeon had always been the superior one—against monsters or other heroes, she'd never felt outmatched.
But facing Kang Cheonhu was different. At first, even after witnessing his overwhelming destructive power, she'd thought her close-range advantage would win out. Yet the blinding speed he'd shown when slapping her ass—too fast for her to react—and the surge of power he'd injected into her body proved he was beyond imagination.
Even now, Miyeon couldn't confidently say she, or even all of Team Valkyrie together, could beat him. Every scenario she imagined ended in defeat at his hands.
(If we... 'lose'...)
Flashes of Team Valkyrie defeated by Kang Cheonhu flooded her mind. She, Serin, and Ye-eun, all stripped naked and collapsed pathetically before him.
Kang Cheonhu thrusts his thick, erect cock forward, starting with Miyeon and violating them one by one.
(Kukuku! You bitches think you're S-rank heroes? S-rank onaholes and toilets is more like it!)
(Ahhn! Haang! Aaang! Haaak!)
He rams his cock brutally into Miyeon's pussy while hurling insults. She writhes in pleasure, unable to resist, drowning in ecstasy.
(Ugh! No! Sis! Serin! Ye-eun sis! Uwaaaah!)
In the vision, her little brother Jinseok lay crumpled in the corner like trash. Powerless, he could only wail as he watched his own sister Miyeon, his lover Serin, and his close older sister-figure Ye-eun get defiled and humiliated by Kang Cheonhu.
(T-that can't happen. B-but...)
Just imagining defeat was horrifying, filling her with agony and shame. Yet, in some twisted way, her chest and lower belly throbbed unnaturally, as if a part of her deep inside craved that utter defeat and humiliation.
"Sis can't lose! Right? Sis?"
(Huh?!)
Jinseok's shout snapped Miyeon back to reality. She'd only been lost in thought for a brief moment. Jinseok trusted her completely—she'd always been the reliable big sister protecting him since childhood.
(Fighting isn't wise. Even if we make it, Jinseok might not...)
In the worst case, S-rank heroes like Miyeon, Serin, and Ye-eun might escape somehow. Even abandoned in the dungeon, they could survive monsters. But B-rank Jinseok? If caught in the crossfire, his survival odds were low.
"A-anyway, fighting here isn't smart. This dungeon's crawling with monster hordes—wasting energy on each other is pointless."
"Kukuku. What a 'rational' call. Fitting for the Sword Princess."
Kang Cheonhu sneered mockingly, still chuckling.
"Then, like proper 'rational heroes,' shall we 'negotiate'? Kukukuku."
"'Negotiate'...?"
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Hearing Kang Cheonhu's proposal, Team Valkyrie held a quick huddle.
"Negotiate? Sis, don't just accept that."
"Yeah, Miyeon unnie. We can't trust that sleazy guy's tricks."
Jinseok and Serin voiced their unease at the sudden offer, urging Miyeon against it.
"For now, negotiating might be best. I'll leave it to your judgment."
Ye-eun deferred to Miyeon. She shared the same thoughts: fighting Kang Cheonhu was risky, and any serious injuries could doom them in the dungeon.
"I'll go with 'negotiating' with Kang Cheonhu. Fighting now is too dangerous."
"If sis insists..."
"Do what you think is best, unnie. But be careful."
With Miyeon set on negotiating, Jinseok and Serin couldn't press further. But more than anyone, Miyeon understood the implications. Their last "negotiation" had ended with a forced kiss—and him groping her body freely.
(This time... what will he make me do...)
Unbidden, her heart raced, and her lower belly clenched with anticipation.
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"They've set up camp here."
"Kukuku. So you came, Yoo Miyeon."
Team Tempest had established a camp inside the dungeon. Not as massive as Team Valkyrie's large trailers, but several small trucks and armored vehicles formed a circular perimeter. Unlike Valkyrie's elite scout squad, Tempest had brought about twenty support members.
Most were "porters"—temporary hires for hero teams. They didn't fight but looted spoils from monsters or the dungeon and hauled them to trucks. Still, entering a dungeon carried risks, even for them.
"Bringing this many people into an unreconnoitered dungeon..."
"Kukuku. The early bird gets the worm, no?"
"But unreconnoitered dungeons are dangerous."
Miyeon felt a twinge of displeasure at the camp. Dungeons were hazardous by nature, but an unexplored one was especially perilous—not a place for porters.