First Night's Ecstasy and the Meteor's Secret
Seol Ryeon's hand seized Seo Jun's massive shaft and guided it straight to her entrance before plunging it inside. Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Ahh! Hah! Hah! Hah!”
“Kuh! Jun’s is so big and feels incredible. Ryeon feels like she’s going to die!!”
With her eyes completely glazed over, Seol Ryeon moaned and instinctively matched Seo Jun’s rhythm. Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
“Hngh! Hah… Hngh! Hah… Hah! Hah! Hah!”
Seol Ryeon’s moans grew louder as pleasure overwhelmed her.
“Krrh!”
Spurt! Spurt! Pulse. Pulse.
Seo Jun slammed hard against Seol Ryeon’s cervix once more and released his seed.
“Hah! Aaaah!!”
With a loud cry, Seol Ryeon’s eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Seo Jun waited a moment for her to wake, but she remained unconscious.
“Not entirely satisfying, but this will have to do for today.”
Swallowing his lingering desire, Seo Jun placed a light kiss on Seol Ryeon’s forehead and pulled the blanket over her.
Ding!
An exclamation mark appeared before Seo Jun’s eyes—the system notification that appeared whenever a new situation arose.
“Status Window!”
Name: Seo Jun (徐俊)
Style Name: Baekryong (伯龍)
Birth: February 166
Rank: First Rank
Stats: Leadership 74 / Martial 90 / Intelligence 60 / Politics 45 / Charm 95 / Stamina 85
Unique Trait: Third Eye (EX)
Basic Traits: Fighting God Body (EX) / Learning Aptitude (SS)
Active Skill A: Subspace (A)
Passive Skills: Spear Mastery (E) / Saber Mastery (E) / Archery (D) / Horsemanship (C) / Swordsmanship (F)
Karma: 1008
“Karma finally broke a thousand. My skills have improved quite a bit too.”
The notification had sounded because absorbing Karma through sex with Seol Ryeon had granted him his first gacha opportunity.
“Then I should roll right away.”
Seo Jun reached for the button that had appeared beside his Karma.
Press.
[Congratulations. First Gacha! New Participant Event]
[You have won a 5x probability multiplier]
Rattle rattle rattle!
Various reward texts flashed rapidly before Seo Jun’s eyes.
[Miss] [Miss] [Miss] [Martial (S)] [Miss] [Miss] [Miss] [Trait (A)] [Miss] [Miss]
“Jackpot!”
The event’s probability boost had worked perfectly. He had pulled both a Martial S-grade orb and a Trait A-grade orb. Considering that even a single B-grade orb would have been a success in the past, this was an enormous win. An S-grade orb raised stats by 7 to 10 points, and an A-grade trait was bound to be quite useful.
Seo Jun placed the Martial orb in his hand, offered a brief prayer, and clenched his fist.
Pop!
[Martial has increased by 8]
Next came the Trait orb.
Pop!
[Detoxification has been acquired]
“Heh. Today has been a satisfying day.”
“Status Window!”
Name: Seo Jun (徐俊)
Style Name: Baekryong (伯龍)
Birth: February 166
Rank: First Rank
Stats: Leadership 74 / Martial 98 / Intelligence 60 / Politics 45 / Charm 95 / Stamina 85
Unique Trait: Third Eye (EX)
Basic Traits: Fighting God Body (EX) / Learning Aptitude (SS) / Detoxification (A)
Active Skill A: Subspace (A)
Passive Skills: Spear Mastery (E) / Saber Mastery (E) / Archery (D) / Horsemanship (C) / Swordsmanship (F)
Karma: 8
After his first time with Seol Ryeon and his first gacha roll, Seo Jun lay down beside the sleeping woman and pulled her into his arms. Gazing at her refined yet sensual face, his eyes slowly closed.
A new morning dawned.
When Seo Jun opened his eyes, no one was beside him. Seol Ryeon had apparently tidied up at dawn and returned to the main house. After dressing, Seo Jun headed to the kitchen attached to the main building.
Clatter. Clatter.
He could hear Seol Ryeon preparing breakfast.
“Mother!”
When Seo Jun called out and entered, Seol Ryeon’s eyes widened and her face flushed crimson. After staring at him for a moment, she lowered her head in embarrassment and turned away to continue cooking.
Seo Jun approached from behind and embraced her. Drawing from his dating experience, he knew today was crucial. A single encounter could be dismissed as a mistake, but repeated natural affection would gradually open a woman’s heart.
“Mother, I love you.”
Seol Ryeon’s faint trembling stopped.
“I love you too!”
With much of her guilt and hesitation gone, Seol Ryeon whispered in a tiny voice, her cheeks still red.
“I’ll go wash up, Mother.”
Seo Jun gave her a light kiss and stepped outside to clean himself.
After a hearty breakfast, Seo Jun set out for another day of hunting, seen off by Seol Ryeon and his younger siblings. Riding the black horse he had named Geomdengi from his first hunt, he led the other spotted horse hitched to a cart.
Today he had chosen as his destination a pond called Wonyeon. According to stories, it was a perfectly round body of water in the middle of the desert that filled deeply when it rained and dried up when the weather turned arid. Because water, trees, and grass could be found there, animals often appeared, so he decided to check it out.
Passing through the south gate, Seo Jun headed toward Daeseong Fortress, located directly south of Shuofang County. After two hours of galloping south along the official road, the horses began to pant from fatigue. He then turned east. Another half hour and he would reach Wonyeon.
Suddenly the road sloped sharply downward, and through the scattered trees he caught sight of a small, perfectly round pond in the distance.
“Almost there. Hang in there a little longer, you two!”
After soothing the panting horses, he continued onward until the slope gentled. A short while later he reached the water’s edge.
Slurp! Slurp!
Despite the winter chill, the horses plunged their muzzles into the water and drank greedily.
“Easy now, you’ll get cramps.”
Seo Jun scooped up a handful of water, took a sip, and surveyed his surroundings. The terrain was unusual—surrounded on all sides by hills of nearly identical height.
“Haa… How can the hills all look so alike? It’s as if a giant rock fell from the sky and created a huge crater.”
“Huh? Huh!! A crater?!”
An image flashed through his mind as he voiced his idle thought.
A rock hurtling from space. Perfectly circular patterns etched across a planet’s surface. A meteorite. A crater.
“Huh!! Huh!! This is a meteorite impact site!! I’m sure of it! Something fell here!”
Anticipation surged in his chest. In an era with underdeveloped metallurgy, discovering a meteorite could yield a fine personal weapon.
Splash! Splash!
Grabbing his spear, Seo Jun waded quickly toward the center of the pond, where the winter-low water only reached his knees.
‘Cold!’
The water hadn’t frozen yet, but it was frigid. Still, he couldn’t give up. Reaching what he judged to be the center, he looked around to gauge the distance.
‘A little to the left from here, then a little back.’
Standing at the estimated center, Seo Jun began thrusting the spear downward with all his strength, trying to calm his excitement.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
The spear sank surprisingly deep into the ground.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
“Damn it, it’s cold. If there’s something down there, come out already.”
After two hours of methodically stabbing the pond floor within an imaginary circle he had drawn, strength began to drain from his arms.
Thrust! Thrust!
Clang! Clang!
A sharp metallic sound rang out.
Gasp!
Seo Jun’s eyes widened, his expression shifting to pure anticipation.
Clang! Clang!
He thrust again. Clear resistance and the unmistakable ring of metal answered him. The spear had penetrated about sixty centimeters deep.
Seo Jun began digging around the spot with his spear, pushing the mud aside. Because he was working underwater, the displaced earth kept sliding back. Still he persisted.
“What matters is an unyielding heart! Never give up!!”
Shouting a childhood catchphrase to keep his spirits up, he continued scooping and watching the mud refill. After many repetitions, he felt the soil around the object loosen. He planted the spear in the bottom and plunged his head underwater, groping with his hands.
Flail flail
“Pwah!!!”
“I found it!!!!”
When Seo Jun surfaced, both hands clutched a black lump the size of an ox’s head.
“Hahaha!! This is an absolute jackpot!!!”
Overjoyed, he raised the black mass high above his head and shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Hahahat!”
Even the bone-chilling cold of his soaked clothes could not dampen his elation.