Chapter 60
Chapter 60
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 60
Chapter Title: Solidifying Our Base #8
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"Buril. Even if it's tough, just hang in there a little longer."
"Keruk."
"Hey, kids. If you've uprooted all the trees, grab the shovels over here and start digging the ground."
"Keruk!"
Survival.
That single word was all that came to mind. My encounter with that massive wolf had shaken me to my core.
—Thud!
The uninjured goblins dug into the earth while I sharpened branches with my hand axe. We needed traps and barricades. No idea if they'd actually work, but they were better than nothing.
Thank goodness we still had that hobgoblin jerky left. Without it, we really would've been in deep shit. Now that the wolf had shown up, we couldn't just go out hunting recklessly anymore.
"Maaang-nim. Sharan wanna help too-yo."
"No. Sharan got burned on your hands. Just rest."
Sharan's hands were blistered from burns. Nothing too serious, but I wasn't letting her lift a finger for a while.
For now, I'd wrapped them in herbs, but with my mana depleted, I'd infuse them later once I recovered.
Or Hayangi could handle it tonight.
"Sharan fine-yo."
"Yeah, I'm okay. Go lie down with the injured ones over there."
"Shaaat."
I scooped Sharan up princess-style and laid her down on the plant bed.
"Maaang-nim..."
"Drink some water here. Stay put until your hands heal. I won't make you do anything until then."
"Sharan wanna help-yo..."
"Nope, no way. Sharan recovering is more important."
"Shaa..."
I tucked the squirming Sharan back in and got back to work.
I jammed wooden stakes into the dug-out traps. Around the dungeon entrance, I planted spears at angles too. If my stabs had worked before, these barricades should hold as well.
"Hey, Imsoong. You and Gyuil prep the meal."
"Gruk."
"Muturi. Keep making spears."
"Grak."
This wasn't a demon king—more like a construction foreman.
Anyway, focus on what we could do right now.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Finally, darkness fell.
"Hoo."
Damn, this was brutally exhausting. My mana was completely drained, the wolf fight had worn down my mind, and now I’d piled manual labor on top of that. No wonder I was wiped out. And I’m a demon—my minions must’ve been dead on their feet.
I collapsed right there, panting. I wanted to head to the valley stream for a cool wash and crash, but no such luck.
Part of me wanted to just sprawl out and sleep, but that wasn't an option either.
"That damn wolf."
I needed to replay the battle. As commander, I had to constantly analyze the enemy.
It was heavy and fast.
If it had ignored the fire and charged, we'd all be dead. It bolted in surprise that time—no second chances. Like it or not, next fight would settle things.
The psychological pressure was insane.
Truth was, I'd never faced a beast that strong before. The wild's brutal struggle hit home, harder than the hobgoblin army.
"Yeah. This is the wild."
We could really die here.
Just like when I first arrived.
—Thump, thump.
—Thump, thump.
Thinking of the wolf brought the fear surging back. My heart raced... Guess I couldn't erase it completely. Just suppress it.
"Hah... hah..."
As I deep-breathed it out,
"Maaang-nim."
Sharan came over.
"Hey, Sharan. Go lie down."
"Sharan wanna sleep with Maaang-nim-yo."
"Heh heh heh, yeah. I'll come soon. You first."
"Sharan stay by Maaang-nim-yo."
This adorable girl.
"Alright. Sit here for a bit then. But your hands?"
"Sharan hands okay now-yo."
—Rustle.
Sharan unwrapped the leaves from her hand and showed me. Definitely better than before.
"Ooh. Thank goodness. Ah, really. Such a relief."
Seeing Sharan healed eased my mind. Finally, some peace.
"..."
A moment later,
"...Maaang-nim."
Sharan called out worriedly.
"Maaang-nim tired? No strength-yo? Maaang-nim no power-yo?"
Not strength—just fear and anxiety.
"..."
Sharan watched me with concerned eyes. She was genuinely worried. I hated showing weakness, but it was obvious.
I was about to say I was fine,
"Maaang-nim. Sharan here, so cheer up-yo."
—Rustle.
Suddenly, Sharan took off her bra and said!
"If no strength, Sharan let play with titties-yo."
Not enough? She pulled my face into her breasts. Embracing my head because I looked drained, trying to give me strength with my favorite tits.
"Sharan titties Maaang-nim's-yo."
"...Thanks, Sharan."
"It's okay-yo. Sharan more thankful-yo."
Warm comfort.
"Maaang-nim. Wanna play with Sharan pussy-yo? Touch and fun-yo."
"..."
Couldn't refuse.
I reached for Sharan's lower half. Her leaf panties undid themselves. I groped her crotch, fingers sliding to her plump outer labia.
—Rub rub.
I massaged her soft, squishy folds wildly. Sharan didn't react much, just let me continue. Her warm tits melted my anxiety and fear away.
"Maaang-nim. Feel better-yo?"
Her voice was so kind and warm.
"Yeah. I'm good now... really."
"Even if Maaang-nim tired, Sharan here. Play with Sharan body all you want, cheer up-yo. Sharan always by Maaang-nim side-yo."
—Pat pat.
Sharan cradled my face in her breasts, let me fondle her pussy, and even patted my back.
She was giving me her body and soul completely.
"...Yeah."
I couldn't stay gripped by fear.
For Sharan's sake too.
"Thanks, Sharan. You're the prettiest in the world."
"Shaa sha."
"Alright, Sharan."
"Now pussy play-yo?"
"...Yeah."
Sharan let go, lay back, and spread her legs in mating position. I hugged her from behind.
Then... I slid between her thighs and thrust my hips.
"Shaa sha. Maaang-nim most energetic during pussy play-yo."
"..."
"Sharan likes energetic Maaang-nim-yo."
Sharan, comforting and thinking of me like this.
I just loved everything about Sharan.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Bargest."
"Maaang-nim?"
"That's what I'll call it."
A monster resembling a wolf? Bargest fit. Wasn't that some British wolf ghost? Close enough.
"To beat it... we can't with our current forces. Right, Sharan? We'd lose for sure now."
"Yes, Maaang-nim. Bargest? Dangerous-yo."
"Exactly, Sharan."
Decision made.
"Let's go to Rusalka."
Time to recruit her. Holed up defending passively in our dungeon wouldn't cut it. We needed to expand our forces outside. Good thing we were on friendly terms. Time to push that advantage.
"Ask Rusalka for help."
I'd seen her water magic. She shredded kobolds from range. That's exactly what we needed now.
Ranged DPS.
We needed a ranged dealer.
Melee trades would always favor them. We had to counter.
"Rusalka."
"Yeah. Rusalka. But Sharan, you'll have to share some Hayangi with Hayangi for a bit."
"Maaang-nim?"
Hayangi.
Rusalka would love this.
"Please. Offer her Hayangi and ask—she'll definitely help."
I wanted to give Sharan all my Hayangi, but no. This was the moment for Rusalka. For Sharan's sake, endure a little.
"..."
Me, making this request.
I feared disappointing Sharan.
After saying all Hayangi was hers, now asking her to share.
"Yes, Maaang-nim."
But Sharan smiled and agreed, against my worries!
"You sure? Sharan?"
"Yes. Okay-yo. Anyway, all Maaang-nim Hayangi Sharan's. For Maaang-nim, can give Rusalka some-yo!"
Tears welled up!
"Thanks, Sharan!"
"Okay-yo. Sharan knows it's dangerous, need help-yo."
"Sniff!"
She's so smart and supportive!
"But Maaang-nim. Finding Rusalka hard-yo? Bargest might show-yo."
"True. Could appear. But staying here's no fix."
So, risk it for recruitment.
"Understand-yo."
"Good. To Rusalka then!"
"Yes, Maaang-nim!"
"Everyone! Gear up! Prep to move out!"
"Keruk!"
I armed my soldiers with spears and shields. Sticks failed yesterday, but spears should land some damage.
"Keruk!"
"Keruk!"
"Keruk!"
Ready.
"March to the lake!"
"Kerurung!"
And so we left the dungeon.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Bargest could spring from anywhere.
"Hoo!"
The thought terrified me, but I used it. I scanned paranoidly, eyes straining—felt like my perception sharpening.
And.
"We're here."
Safe arrival at Rusalka's place, no threats.
"Fucking relief."
Lucky. Must not be nearby. We had to end this for good. Without killing Bargest, every outing would be hellish anxiety forever.
"Alright, Maaang-nim! Go see Rusalka-yo!"
"Yeah! Kids, follow slow behind me."
"Keruk."
Rusalka might spook at my soldiers.
Would explain first.
Down to the lake,
—Splash!
Rusalka surfaced, spotting us.
Still nude, one hand over her crotch. Lewd body as ever.
"⸻?"
She smiled in greeting, then tilted her head at my troops.
"⸻"
Then started talking.
"Sharan."
"Yes, Maaang-nim. Asking who the ones behind-yo."
"Tell her my friends."
"Shaa sha."
Smooth translation.
"Maaang-nim. Rusalka says okay-yo. What say now-yo?"
"Tell her I brought a gift today."
No woman hates gifts.
As expected, Rusalka's face lit up at Sharan's words. Big smile.
"Heh heh heh, nothing beats a gift."
Time to unwrap.
—Rustle.
Off with top and bottoms.
Then.
"⸻!"
Rusalka blushed, covering her face with both hands. Her pussy now exposed.
"Erection won't be hard. Sharan, down to the water."
"Yes, Maaang-nim."
Now.
Ask Sharan for a handjob... Insane, ridiculous even on rethink. Mind-blowing.
But Hayangi was useful.
Treat it like currency. Offer Rusalka Hayangi for help—she'd bite. She'd love it.
Feet in the lake.
"Sharan. Start."
"Yes, Maaang-nim."
Sharan gripped my dick and
—Squelch squelch.
—Squelch squelch.
—Squelch squelch.
Handjob straight up.
"⸻!"
Rusalka peeked through her fingers. Her eyes trembled.
Perfect! Good!
She's hooked!