Chapter 57
Chapter 57
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 57
Chapter Title: Solidifying the Foundation #5
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This was incredibly valuable information. Nothing was more precious than intel on other races. No matter what, I had to coax it out of Rusalka. Luckily, she seemed to understand our language, so I'd butter her up a bit and play nice.
"Hm?"
But hold on a second.
If Rusalka was speaking human language, then how the hell had Sharan been talking to her? Did Sharan know human speech too?
"Wait a minute, Sharan."
"Yes, Maang-nim?"
"How do you talk to Rusalka? I heard she uses a different language."
"Oh, Maang-nim. It's like this."
Sharan put a finger to her lips and thought for a moment at my question.
"Rusalka uses two languages."
She answered.
"What?"
"Like, the language she uses with Sharan? And the one the sha-a-sha-a use? She mixes both, so she talks to Sharan? And to the sha-a-sha-a too? That's the situation."
"Ah."
I got it.
In other words, Sharan and Rusalka shared a language between them. And Rusalka could speak another one on top of that.
The language just between Sharan and Rusalka... let's call it Spirit Tongue for convenience. Right now, the three of us were each using Spirit Tongue, Human Tongue, and Demon Realm Tongue.
To sum it up:
Qlus - Can speak Demon Realm Tongue.
Sharan - Can speak Demon Realm Tongue and Spirit Tongue.
Rusalka - Can speak Human Tongue and Spirit Tongue.
Damn, does this even make sense?
How many languages are there?
How the hell do you learn all this?
Anyway, translation was possible, so let's chat. I was about to ask something when Rusalka spoke to Sharan first. I waited, listening to their conversation.
"Maang-nim. Rusalka is curious about you."
"About me, huh."
"She wants to get close. She's never seen a sha-a-sha-a like Maang-nim before?"
It meant she was curious because she'd never seen someone like me. Of course she would be. Demons were probably a first for her. But get close?
"Hm."
I had a hunch.
Was it possible?
Did female monsters find demons attractive? No, seriously. This was my objective opinion, but Qlus here was a pretty handsome demon.
"⸻."
—Squish squish.
Suddenly, Rusalka looked at me while fondling her own breasts.
"Maang-nim. If you like titties, she'll let you touch more."
Jackpot.
No matter how much of a monster girl she was, she wouldn't let someone she didn't like touch her body.
"We'll talk about that later. So, Rusalka. Can you tell me about the race without horns and with short ears? That's what I want to know."
"Sha-a-sha-a. Sha-aa."
Sharan tried translating.
"⸻."
And the conversation continued. Waiting for translations was no joke—it was annoying.
"Maang-nim."
"Yeah, Sharan. Tell me."
"Yes, Maang-nim."
Sharan's explanation began.
Sha-a-sha-a.
From what I heard, they were definitely humans. But they were rare—hardly ever seen. Rusalka had only spotted three her whole life.
Three.
That wasn't a small number. If humans had come here three times... there might be a human village nearby. This place might not be as remote as I thought. Come to think of it, I hadn't seen any beasts bigger than me either.
"So what about those three?"
"Sha-a? She lured them into the water and sucked their blood."
"Gasp!"
This chick was like a vampire?!
"⸻?"
I jumped in surprise, and Rusalka tilted her head.
Of course... she wasn't showing hostility toward me. If anything, she was friendly.
To recap: Rusalka was a vampire-like water ghost that sucked human blood. But that was just natural. Just like how I, born a demon, was playing Demon King here.
I was a bit shocked, but that was because of my human memories. As a demon myself, what was a blood-sucking water ghost? If we could get along, we should.
"Heh heh heh, impressive. Your hunting skills are no joke, huh? You're really good."
I praised her like that.
"..."
Rusalka covered her mouth with her fist, her face flushing as she looked away. One hundred percent embarrassed.
Perfect.
If this was the vibe, I could get close to Rusalka too. And if we got even closer... I could make her mine like Sharan.
It wasn't because Rusalka had a sexy, busty figure. As a Demon King, it was only natural to claim such a being if possible.
"Alright, Rusalka. Now I'll answer what you're curious about. What do you want to know?"
"Sha-a-sha-a. Sha-aa. Sha-a."
"⸻."
Sharan translated, and Rusalka smiled happily. Then she started talking animatedly.
"Maang-nim, she asked where you're from, so I said from the Demon Realm."
"Yeah, good job."
I'd already told Sharan about the Demon Realm.
"⸻?"
But Rusalka looked clueless.
"If she doesn't get it, just say from a distant region."
"Yes, Maang-nim."
And so we kept chatting through translation.
"Maang-nim. She asked if you're male, so I said yes."
"Heh heh heh, our Sharan is too smart. Good girl."
"Thank you, Maang-nim."
Sharan beamed at the praise.
Too cute.
Anyway.
"She wants to talk more with Maang-nim. Rusalka likes Maang-nim?"
"Likes me?"
"Yes. She says it's a good feeling."
Was it my demonic power?
—Tss.
I immediately activated Demonic Power Infusion. A orb of power formed at my fingertip. Rusalka's eyes went wide seeing it.
"A gift for you. Want it?"
"Sha-a-sha-a."
Sharan translated, and Rusalka nodded eagerly.
"Hold out your hand."
"Sha-a."
—Swish.
Rusalka extended her hand at my words, and I infused the power into her palm. The moment the orb was absorbed...
"⸻?!"
Rusalka shuddered in delight.
"Maang-nim. Rusalka seems really happy."
"Heh heh heh, of course she is."
Buril, Imsoong, Sharan—they all loved it. This was a surefire hit, so Rusalka couldn't resist. I couldn't help but laugh. From the moment she got the infusion, conquering Rusalka was basically done.
Then.
—Splash!
Rusalka, still trembling, dove into the lake.
"What?"
And soon.
—Splash!
She popped back out.
—Flop flop.
Holding a freshwater fish as thick as my arm.
"Fish? For me?"
"⸻."
Rusalka offered it to me!
"Whoa! Thanks!"
I took the fish right away! We'd gone from strangers to exchanging gifts in no time! At this rate, conquest was imminent.
"Maang-nim. She says she'll share the fish with Sharan too."
"Hahaha! Rusalka is such a good girl!"
"Rusalka wants to get closer to Maang-nim."
"You bet! Tell her I feel the same!"
"Yes, Maang-nim."
And so we continued our warm chat.
Rusalka said she'd never seen anyone like me before. She must have imprinted me as her first opposite sex. She didn't seem to feel that way about human men.
We were chatting like that when.
—Rustle!
The bushes over there shook, and a kobold burst out. The moment it spotted us...
"⸻."
Rusalka stepped forward.
"Oh!"
Was she going to seduce it? I watched closely, but it wasn't seduction.
—Splash!
The lake water suddenly gathered in Rusalka's hand. True to her water ghost nature, manipulating water? A ostrich-egg-sized orb formed.
—Zing!
A water jet shot from the orb!
"Whoa!"
Insanely fast!
The jet hit the kobold's chest!
"Kyak?!"
The kobold flew back.
This was magic. Water magic. I dashed over and checked the wound.
"Holy shit!"
Its chest was caved in. Blood pouring out. That jet had pierced like a spear!
"Rusalka, you're great at magic too!"
"Maang-nim, it's amazing!"
"I know, right!"
She'd make a perfect ranged dealer. Sharan was more melee, so she couldn't do this. Rusalka followed behind, talking to Sharan.
"Sharan. We've got fish anyway. Tell her to eat with us."
"Yes, Maang-nim."
Sharan spoke to Rusalka in spirit tongue.
"⸻!"
Rusalka smiled and nodded.
"Great! Sharan! I'll get a campfire going!"
"Yes, Maang-nim!"
And so the three of us ate together.
* * * We had a pleasant meal with Rusalka.
The mood was great. After chatting plenty, we said our goodbyes and headed back to the dungeon.
"Whew. Talk about good luck."
Great call coming out on patrol today. Met a gem like Rusalka and learned a ton. Humans could reach here—I'd keep that in mind.
"Maang-nim. Make Rusalka a minion too?"
"If I can."
Rusalka already liked me.
A few more meetings, gift exchanges, steady infusions... she'd follow me like Sharan.
Felt like recruiting generals in Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but honestly, fuck that—this was a million times better. Why recruit hairy Chinese uncles with scary swords when you could recruit sexy monster girls?
Being a Demon King was the life.
"Sharan. What do you think of Rusalka?"
"If she helps Maang-nim, she's a good girl."
Sharan grinned.
Sharan only cared if Rusalka benefited me. So loyal and lovable.
"Heh heh heh, right? Let's get friendly with Rusalka then, Sharan."
"Yes, Maang-nim."
"But Sharan."
"Yes, Maang-nim?"
One thing bugged me.
"If I touch Rusalka's titties, you're okay with that?"
Sharan adored me. No jealousy? She was surprised when I asked Rusalka to let me touch.
"Huh? Maang-nim? You like titties?"
Like it was the dumbest question ever.
"Yeah, I do."
"Sharan likes what Maang-nim likes. Sharan has two titties, with Rusalka that's four? Maang-nim can like four?"
Sharan gestured as she explained.
"Sharan has one pussy too, with Rusalka that's two? Maang-nim likes two?"
"No."
What the hell kind of logic was this?
"More titties and pussies that Maang-nim likes is good."
"Ah, jeez, Sharan."
She needed more sex ed... What did she think women were?
Whatever.
Sharan's thoughtfulness was adorable.
"Thanks for thinking of me. You're too lovable, Sharan."
"Sha-a-sha-a. Sharan loves Maang-nim too."
"Ugh!"
Born a demon? Best life ever.
Thank you, Mother Duchess!
"Heh heh heh."
Once Rusalka joined... not harem stuff. Our forces would strengthen big time. Just thinking about it made me happy.
"But Maang-nim. Give Rusalka white stuff too?"
"What, you don't like that?"
"Yes. Maang-nim's white stuff is Sharan's. Give Rusalka just a little."
She didn't want to share my cum, huh.
"Heh heh heh, got it. All my white stuff is Sharan's. We'll give Rusalka whatever you want."
"Yes, Maang-nim!"
Sharan hugged me.
"Then Maang-nim! Let's go do pussy play quick!"
"Let's go!"
Seeing Rusalka's naked body had me raging. Had to get back for pussy play ASAP.
Sorry, Buril.
Bro's playing while you're working.