Chapter 128
Chapter 128
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 128
Chapter Title: Saintess
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"...Let's drop the jokes for now and come up with a proper plan."
I brushed the hand that had pushed Yeo So-cheon away against the floor, my face turning serious.
"If we don't tie this up properly before heading back and something goes wrong, we're both done for."
"...The Sword Empress? And Dang Ayoung?"
"Both of them."
No matter who Yeo So-cheon was, surviving unscathed after pissing off both of them was impossible.
The Sword Empress went without saying, but even Dang Ayoung might not match Yeo So-cheon in raw power. Still, considering her position, it would mean getting chased by the entire Tang Clan of Sichuan.
Then I'd have no choice but to either run away with Yeo So-cheon or surrender meekly(?). One or the other.
'...'
Either way, that was no life I wanted.
So we had to tie up loose ends before going back.
For both of us to live peacefully after returning.
"...The best option is still for neither of us to say a word, right?"
"...Yeah, probably."
There was no reason for us to go back and blurt out, 'We actually went looking for ruins together, but Yeo So-cheon fell for an aphrodisiac trap, so I got raped!'
The moment they heard that, swords would come out first. Who in their right mind would confess something like that so honestly?
It was an incident between just the two of us, in a place where no one else was around. No need to spread it.
So the best plan was for both of us to shut up and pretend nothing happened.
"...Lucky for you, at least. You won't get dragged off for rape."
"Ha... ha..."
"If I weren't in this situation, I'd report you right now."
I glared at Yeo So-cheon with resentment, and she swallowed hard, averting her eyes.
"Hmph."
I didn't even want to look at her face right now, so I turned my head away too.
Yeah. If it had ended at the third ejaculation, there might have been some leeway—after all, it was a trap, unavoidable. I could have been magnanimous about it.
But the fourth one? That crossed the line completely.
Forcing semen out through prostate stimulation with electricity when it wouldn't even get hard anymore—that mix of pain and pleasure was something only those who've experienced it could understand.
No wonder I'd rolled my eyes back and collapsed the moment it was over.
Really.
Really never again.
And she'd promised to do it later since it wasn't the time now, even let me cum... but that was the price?
If my mood had settled, maybe. But for the foreseeable future, my favorability toward Yeo So-cheon was in the negatives.
"B-By the way, there's a village nearby once we head out. How about I buy you some liquor there?"
Did she sense my mood?
She made an offer that would have worked on my usual self.
"...Hmph."
But right now, with my favorability in the tank, I pouted and stuck out my lip.
"I-I'll buy you something expensive. The most expensive stuff at that tavern."
"..."
"Ah, haha... Come to think of it, liquor from a backwater village like this wouldn't satisfy you. Once we're back in Shaanxi, I'll treat you at a proper tavern."
"..."
I kept sulking at her words.
Part of it was how hurt I felt, but her sweet talk just wasn't landing anymore.
Where were we right now, anyway?
Secret annex of the Divine Church.
It might not have been as grand as hoped, but processing that piled-up gold would net us at least a few hundred taels.
If we'd blown through it all, maybe liquor would tempt me. But for now, no need to crave booze.
If I really wanted, I could just...
"...You got any connections in the Western Regions, by chance?"
"Connections...?"
"I've been wanting to try wine—you know, Western liquor—for a while, but never could get any. Just asking since it came to mind."
Once I'd gotten a taste for liquor, I'd naturally sought out wine too.
This was the Central Plains, after all—mostly Eastern brews. I wanted something different, so I'd hunted for Western liquor, but merchants trading with the West seemed rare. No leads despite searching.
So, figuring she had high social standing, I asked Yeo So-cheon.
"...C-Connections...? Ahaha..."
As expected.
"...Hikikomori."
"...No idea what that means, but it doesn't sound good."
Someone who'd spent most of her life holed up in the Kunlun Mountains wouldn't have such connections.
Kunlun itself was pretty isolationist from worldly affairs. What was I expecting?
'...Now that the ruin exploration's done, points must've come in.'
I sighed inwardly and opened the shop window to check my points.
Thinking about it, with the fantasy theme, they probably had wine too.
Not that I'd waste precious points on wine without special effects.
'...Used to buy potions a lot back in the day.'
My rundown state naturally brought potions to mind.
They weren't too pricey, so a bit of investment from the ruin points could restore me to full health...
Six years' worth of points in one go.
Seeing the balance froze my brain, body stiffening.
'...Hah.'
Snapping out of it, I rubbed my eyes, thinking I'd misread, and checked again.
Points unchanged.
"Heup?!"
I barely muffled the instinctive yelp.
It was that unbelievable.
2217 points might not sound huge, but my all-time high since getting the shop was 2003.
This cloak I was wearing cost 2000 points. I'd scrimped for six years to hit that, agonized for three days, then bought it—that was my record.
And now, shattered in one go.
From a single ruin dive with Yeo So-cheon, no less.
'2200 points... That artifact I drooled over last time was around 2100, right...'
A parade of items I'd only window-shopped flashed through my mind.
These points could actually buy them.
Return costs 10,000, was it?
Four more ruin dives and...
'...But is this all from the ruins?'
The Saintess said points accumulate the more 'active' Yeo So-cheon is.
Doubting if all this was from ruins—yesterday was too intense.
'...Sex counts too?'
'Activity' with no restrictions specified.
Ruins gave some, but the spike suggested yesterday contributed plenty.
If sex nets decent points...
'...Close my eyes, do it ten times, and I could return?'
Heading straight back to Earth didn't seem like a pipe dream.
But what about Master? The thought flitted by when
A small message popped up in the corner of the shop window.
Presumed to be from the Saintess.
'Anyone'd think we're talking games.'
I always felt this chatting with her—the only one evoking faint homesickness, familiar somehow.
Even if she wasn't from Earth, how'd she know the culture so well?
Made me wonder if she was buttering me up on purpose. A bit creepy.
'...'
Seemed like a hasty topic change, but given the context, her blunt words flushed my face red.
'Holy sword...'
She'd always been overt about breeding intentions, but her innocent appearance made it more embarrassing.
"What're you doing? Staring into space like that."
"T-Turn your head! I don't wanna see your face!"
"...Hing."
The Saintess's message vanished just as Yeo So-cheon spoke—perfect timing.
She must be watching me always.
Always.