64. Geum Taeyang Subdues and Captures Leona, and the Noble Lady's Moans as She's Ravished by a Barbarian.♥
"Here it comes! Leona Bayern’s heroic treasure, the one they call the Poison Spider Queen!"
A barrier. That could only mean one thing: a heroic treasure, an item beyond ordinary standards, was about to appear. In other words, Leona Bayern possessed a heroic treasure, which confirmed she was one of the protagonists in the strategy simulation game World Conquest Chronicles.
Geum Taeyang’s eyes gleamed with dopamine-fueled excitement, his lips curling into an uncontrollable, mad grin. He was about to witness his favorite heroine unleash her signature treasure—against him, no less. The fact that she was an enemy only made the moment more delicious.
Heroic Treasure: Heroic Small Scimitar!
Chuaaaaa...!!!!
From within Leona’s barrier, a scimitar swirled in black and crimson rose into the air, radiating an ominous aura. It was the Heroic Small Scimitar, her personal heroic treasure.
"No one has ever survived seeing this in a true one-on-one fight," she declared.
Thud!
While Geum Taeyang’s gaze burned with madness, Leona’s eyes were filled with venomous killing intent as she gripped the hilt of the Heroic Small Scimitar.
"Mohican Tribe’s Great Khan, Geum Taeyang. You will die here today."
Shuuuuuuuuk!
—Chuaaaaaaaa!
With a violet flash, she drew the blade.
"That record ends today. Just like your hymen tearing apart."
Geum Taeyang’s mouth was as filthy as his madness was deep.
"You’re not drawing your weapon, Geum Taeyang?"
Leona, steeped in killing intent, refused to be baited by his vulgar provocations. The moment an assassin drew her blade, she became an unshakable professional. She simply leveled the tip of the scimitar at him, her composure absolute. That iron discipline was why the twenty-five-year-old had never failed a perfect one-on-one assassination.
"So you noticed I have a heroic treasure."
"Of course. Conan Barbara was an incredible warrior. There’s no way you beat him one-on-one without a treasure."
"Smart."
Geum Taeyang looked genuinely pleased that his favorite heroine was acknowledging him.
"Unlike my fight with Conan, I don’t need to use my treasure against you. You’re not worth it. I’ll crush you bare-handed."
Even as he spoke, his provocations remained vicious. Why? Because he found Leona unbearably beautiful when she was flustered or enraged.
That bitch looks fucking gorgeous when she’s pissed off.
Ever since his night with Sophia, Geum Taeyang had developed a taste for shattering perfection. Perfect milf Sophia Barbara. Perfect assassin Leona Bayern. The thrill of breaking their composure had become an obsession.
Her earlier panic over her subordinates had already satisfied him greatly.
Anyway, [Domination Subjugation] from Luciena won’t work on the Heroic Small Scimitar. Beating her bare-handed will help me seize hegemony later.
Geum Taeyang wasn’t completely insane—he was simply enjoying dopamine hits while rationally completing his quest. Capturing Leona was crucial to his main objective.
And she can’t beat me. I’ll make her get utterly crushed and crawl beneath me like a dog.
The overpowered protagonist didn’t even entertain the possibility of defeat.
"I had some expectations from the one who unified the tribes, but..."
Chrrrk...
Leona assumed the unique stance of the Small Scimitar style.
"In the end, a barbarian is just a barbarian!"
—Paaaaaaaash!!!
She closed the distance in an instant, using the lethal linear speed of True Mana Step.
—Chuaaaaaak!!
In the blink of an eye she was upon him. With cold eyes, she swung the scimitar in a sharp arc.
"Cute."
Swish!
Geum Taeyang dodged with an exquisite side step.
"Not bad, barbarian."
Whirl!
When her first strike missed, Leona adjusted her grip and unleashed a storm of consecutive attacks, her violet ponytail whipping beautifully through the air. It was her signature technique—Black Wind Dance.
Chachachak! Paaash! Chaaaaak!
My base physical is A-plus. Leona’s is a slightly lower A. True Mana Step is one of the broken close-combat skills, so of course I can handle this easily.
Geum Taeyang evaded every strike of her Black Wind Dance. With True Mana Perception boosting his agility to A-plus, he could read all of Leona’s attacks and respond with perfect physical control.
But an assassin class in one-on-one combat—especially Leona with the Heroic Small Scimitar—isn’t someone you judge by level alone. If you don’t analyze her properly, she can land fatal blows even on S-rank opponents.
Despite his crude provocations and the level gap, his defense was serious and flawless. That was how powerful Leona Bayern, one of the protagonists of World Conquest Chronicles, truly was.
Still, the real variables that let her surpass levels aren’t in simple close combat.
Geum Taeyang’s expression flickered with mild irritation.
Why the hell isn’t this bitch using her signature techniques on me? She wants to beat me with pure swordsmanship? Does she think the situation is that easy?
The reason was simple: Leona had sealed away her true assassination arts—techniques with far more spectacular effects than her current sword dance—and was trying to defeat him with nothing but basic blade work.
Geum Taeyang wanted to witness her ultimate moves and then shatter them himself. He wanted to claim her perfect first defeat.
When that plan threatened to go awry, the madman’s mood soured.
Aha. So that’s why. Now I understand.
Geum Taeyang quickly calmed his irritation and grasped her reasoning. Rapid acknowledgment and adaptation were his mental strengths.
Okay. Then I’ll drag it out of her myself.
Given her personality, Leona would keep trying to win with swordsmanship alone no matter how long it took. Geum Taeyang had no intention of allowing that.
"When she arrives, we’ll begin."
He started running his mouth again.
"Hah... It seems you can’t find any openings for a counterattack, barbarian. Resorting to cheap tricks."
Leona’s lips curled in a faint sneer. She believed Geum Taeyang was struggling and using words to buy time.
In truth, the current stalemate was an act he was deliberately performing.
"That friend of yours, Marie. She’s a virgin, right?"
Geum Taeyang delivered the line that would shatter the composure behind her mocking smile.
"What?"
Leona’s cold poker face cracked.
"Everyone’s going to love that. It’s been a while since they caught a virgin."
Grin...
This time it was Geum Taeyang’s turn to smirk.
"It’s obvious, isn’t it? When barbarians capture prisoners—especially pretty female ones—do you really think they’ll just leave them alone? Of course the hot-blooded barbarian men will take turns on that body. Right? They’ll pass her around and fuck her thoroughly."
It was a lie. Though some nations believed it, and the barbarians themselves sometimes spread the rumor to intimidate enemies.
Geum Taeyang painted a vivid picture of Marie being gang-raped by muscular barbarian males.
—Chuaaaaaak!!
"Shut your filthy mouth!"
Leona’s reaction to the shocking revelation was an even sharper scimitar strike. But she was an experienced assassin. Though rage surged, her instincts warned her it was likely a bluff—and she accepted that possibility.
"As a fellow man, I feel a bit sorry for that guy Daimon."
Geum Taeyang had expected she wouldn’t fall for the first bait. Leona was his favorite heroine; he respected her assassin skills. So he had already prepared the follow-up.
"They were childhood friends, and he clearly liked Marie. Imagine him watching the girl he loves lose her virginity to another man—worse, to a barbarian. And not just that. Watching her get gang-raped..."
Daimon and Marie were childhood friends who had nearly been sold into slavery together as children. Young Leona had saved them by paying with her own treasures, and the three had stayed together ever since, bound by deep affection and camaraderie.
"Did he confess yet? I wonder how excited he was, thinking about confessing."
He hadn’t. Not yet.
"You barbarian... You, ah, you savage beasts...! You trash...!!!"
Just days ago, Daimon had shyly consulted Leona—his superior and friend—about his feelings.
Flash—
"I’ll tear you all to pieces!!!"
—Chuaaaaaak! Chaaaaaaaak!
Geum Taeyang’s merciless provocation hit its mark. Leona plunged into extreme rage, her eyes flashing violet. She swung the Heroic Small Scimitar—now wreathed in violet sword energy—as though trying to create distance.
Finally, it begins!
Sasasasak!
She was about to unleash her ultimate technique. Geum Taeyang deliberately took a long step backward, giving her exactly what she wanted.
—Paaaaaaaah...!!!!
"I’ll flay your cock and burst your balls! You, and every member of your tribe who touches Marie!"
Once sufficient distance had been created, Geum Taeyang saw Leona and her heroic treasure wreathed in violet-black smoke.
Black magic smoke, huh. How chilling.
The smoke was black magic itself.
The Heroic Small Scimitar isn’t just a close-combat treasure. Half of it is a magic treasure. That’s why Luciena’s Domination Subjugation doesn’t work on it.
And this wasn’t merely enhancing the scimitar with black magic. Leona was about to use real black magic directly against him.
Swish... Swish...
"This doesn’t look good! You were hiding this kind of power?"
Glance! Glance!
Leona’s black-magic fog filled a quarter of the massive Morion plaza. It began reaching Geum Taeyang as well. He spun around in feigned panic and surprise, putting on a convincing performance.
"Too late. Now that you’ve drawn out the Poison Spider Queen’s Moon Dance, all that awaits you is a miserable death."
Chrrrk!
Leona leveled the tip of the Heroic Small Scimitar at him, her eyes blazing with killing intent.
Then—
—Shuaaaa! Shuaaaa! Chuaaaa!
The surrounding smoke transformed into chains and flew toward him.
Smoke Chains!
Exactly as the name implied. Geum Taeyang could barely contain his excitement at finally facing his favorite heroine’s ultimate technique. He looked like a total pervert.
—Chrarararak! Kwaaap! Chrarak! Kwaaap!
"Damn it! Binding magic?!"
The smoke chains wrapped around his arms, legs, and neck. Trapped in the net-like bindings, Geum Taeyang resembled a lively tuna caught in a fisherman’s net—an incredibly appetizing reaction.
Swish... Swish...
"I’ll make your death even more painful, you filthy bastard."
Confirming he was bound, Leona summoned a large number of black-magic daggers made of dark-red smoke around her.
Black Plum Blossoms! You’re really going all out, Leona!
Black Plum Blossoms was another of her black-magic ultimate techniques. Low-level warriors would die instantly upon being struck. Those above a certain level would suffer extreme pain and a severe drop in combat ability.
Chuchuchuchuk! Chuchuchuk!
Approximately thirty Black Plum Blossoms rained down on Geum Taeyang like a storm.
Puk puk puk! Puk puk puk puk!
"Kuaaaaaah! Kuaaaak!"
Every single one struck true. With Black Plum Blossoms embedded all over his body, Geum Taeyang screamed in agony.
"It’s over, beast."
—Paaaaaaaash!!
Leona charged like a black panther using True Mana Step, aiming to drive the scimitar into Geum Taeyang’s heart.
Crack... I can feel it. A powerful attack... Smoke chains and Black Plum Blossoms. I can feel the tremendous magic poison... Yeah, this is magic poison... After all, black magic itself is a toxin harmful to living beings...
That meant—
Thud! Thud! Thud!
—it was completely useless against him.
"!!!!!!"
The moment Leona entered attack range, her eyes widened in shock.
Why?
—Bwoooooosh!!!
"At this distance, even True Mana Step won’t let you escape, right?"
Because he had already broken free of the smoke chains and was swinging his fist straight at her.
"Sorry. I’m immune to all poisons."
—Kwaaaaaang!!
"Kuaaaaaargh!"
With his Poison Immunity trait, Geum Taeyang was a walking disaster and natural predator to Leona.
His powerful straight punch landed squarely on Leona Bayern’s face as a counter.
My head hurts... My body feels like it’s burning...
Leona felt pain throughout her entire body.
I lost control and used thirty Black Plum Blossoms at once...
Black magic was a curse. Cursing others inflicted backlash on the caster as well. Having been psychologically cornered into unleashing a massive amount of black magic, Leona had taken severe damage.
Ah... Please, not today... Please, just let today pass...
Physical pain was something she could endure. The real reason she had hesitated to use black magic against Geum Taeyang was different.
Black magic damaged not only the body but the mind as well.
Today really can’t happen... Today really...
The memories were closing in. Those hellish recollections.
"Hah! Hoo! Hah! Hng! Hah! Hoo!"
Through the crack in the door came a woman’s moans. From the sound alone, one could imagine her extraordinary beauty and high status.
Thwack! Thwack! Chup! Thwack! Thwack!
Meanwhile, the man gripping her from behind and relentlessly pounding her with his massive cock looked very different from her. He was a barbarian with a sculpted physique.
"Mother...?"
Leona called the woman being ravished by the barbarian "Mother."