Chapter 64
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 64
Chapter Title: After Catching the Lawless One (3)
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My brain feels like it's melting.
"Hng... haa..."
The hospital room, just the two of us.
The air inside was thick and sticky, as if several people were crammed in there.
It was so packed with intense, dense emotions that it barely qualified as a hospital room anymore.
"Chup... haa..."
She's insanely hot.
The woman slurping up my cock with her pussy twitching like crazy is wearing teddy bear panties.
This was the epitome of an unbearable urge.
It felt like glimpsing a twisted innocence.
The short slit visible below her pussy.
Marren Mayribel's face came into view between her perky tits as she sucked my dick.
"Geon-ho, it's throbbing so hard... wriggling... haa...!"
The moment she spat out those words, Marren swallowed my cock again, saliva dripping down it.
Gulp, gulp.
Every time her throat bobbed, the glans trembled wildly, as if it were being sucked deeper inside.
My dick, which could erupt any second, was barely holding on thanks to my stamina.
"Chup... slurp... ah...?"
Slurp, slurp.
"Hiiiiaang...! B-before you talk... you have to pull away from the pussy...!"
Oh right, I forgot about that.
Sucking on that plump pussy so much must've actually melted my brain.
But when I tried to pull away, even that short moment felt like a waste, so I just nibbled her clit instead.
"Eut, ah... aaang...!"
Twitch, twitch, twitch!
The instant I bit her clit, pussy juice gushed out like a dam bursting.
'Nursing like this is definitely top-notch.'
I felt grateful to Marren for letting me indulge in this healthy rush.
Something told me I'd be holed up in this hospital room all day today.
While Kim Geon-ho was diligently receiving some "nursing" in the hospital room.
Kim Jang-seok, ruler of the Mountain Lords, felt there was no longer any need to delay the decision.
"The successor to the Mountain Lords is Kim Geon-ho."
It was an unspoken fact everyone in the Mountain Lords already knew.
But hearing it straight from Kim Jang-seok's mouth carried an entirely different weight.
"We'll handle it immediately."
A nod.
The attendant grasped his intent right away and vanished from the room.
In just a few minutes, the whole world would officially know that Kim Geon-ho was the Mountain Lords' successor.
Originally, they had planned to announce it after Kim Geon-ho recovered and left the hospital room, but circumstances had shifted.
"A guy calling women to his hospital room can't be in critical condition."
Kim Geon-ho's personal details were protected, so the specifics were unavailable.
But not all information related to him was shielded.
Thus, Kim Jang-seok knew that three women had visited him at his bedside.
"Too much popularity is a curse too."
No wonder he's my son. He takes after his old man.
Kim Jang-seok muttered to himself and headed toward the bookshelves lining the office wall.
Click, click.
Rumble.
After pressing a few books inward on the shelf, it rotated to reveal a hidden chamber.
Unlike a typical secret room, it was lavish, evoking the vastness of the Milky Way.
A space like the most cutting-edge CG in a space blockbuster film.
Kim Jang-seok stepped inside with an emotionless expression, showing no reaction to it.
As he walked, the space bizarrely expanded around him.
It occupied far more room than it appeared, clearly anything but ordinary.
"I wonder how much longer I can hold out."
The Mountain Lords don't use swords.
This was common knowledge.
Yet the moment Kim Jang-seok entered the secret space, a sword was already in his hand.
The blade, wielded with mastery beyond an expert, cleanly sliced through empty air.
Shing...
The sound of the slash lagged a beat behind due to its insane speed.
Splatter-!
Even more astonishing than the speed was the result.
He had clearly cut through nothing but empty space.
Yet flesh tearing echoed, and blood suddenly poured from the void.
Boom-!
Ignoring it, Kim Jang-seok poured more power into his swinging arm.
He slashed the air with greater force each time, and blood sprayed with every strike.
After repeating this for quite a while, the endless cosmic expanse had shrunk to the size of a single room.
"Can't eradicate it completely, huh."
No matter how much he slashed and tore, this was the limit.
Kim Jang-seok sheathed his sword and unleashed his body's power once more.
Crackle, crackle.
Just as blood had welled from invisible air when slashed.
Enveloping himself in the Mountain Lords' power revealed unseen flesh sloughing off his body.
Those chunks looked infinitely void-like, as if containing the universe itself.
The moment they detached from Kim Jang-seok, they rotted away into nothingness.
A grotesque phenomenon, yet he continued releasing power with practiced familiarity.
'I might get eroded soon too.'
Maybe it's fate.
A rare bitterness flickered across his usually stoic face.
Regret, longing, and all.
One of the few brief moments revealing a "human" side unfit for Kim Jang-seok.
No one remained who could witness such a moment here now.
"When you were around, I had no worries."
Now that I have a family, I'm growing more cowardly.
Kim Jang-seok decided not to dwell on the past any longer and exited the secret chamber.
The results would come when the time was right.
After the thick, sticky session with Marren ended.
"Rest easy. This place is Mountain Lords property anyway, so you can stay until you're recovered."
"B-but still..."
"I said it's fine. It's partly my responsibility too."
Marren lay sprawled on my bed, her hips so thoroughly fucked she had no strength left in them.
The irony of the nurse ending up in bed while the patient stood perfectly fine.
But I couldn't complain.
Because in another sense, Marren's nursing was more than perfect.
'I feel healthier.'
And I had no intention of lingering in the hospital room anyway.
Because...
Coal Heart :: The symbol harbored by the Lawless One of the Wasteland. It can be used as fuel if certain conditions are met.
I had a use for this heart obtained from killing the Lawless One of the Wasteland.
'This certain condition.'
I knew what even the encyclopedia didn't clearly describe.
'Burning Hand.'
The moment the Coal Heart touched my left hand, I instinctively understood how to use it.
The Burning Hand was a flame created to incinerate the Hungry Mouth, a fire that burned desires.
And the Coal Heart was the manifestation of the outlaw's endless craving to rampage.
A flame hungry to burn forever, and fuel supplied without end.
With both in my grasp, I couldn't resist experimenting.
"No matter what noises you hear from inside, do not enter."
"Understood."
With that, I headed straight to the Mountain Lords' private training hall.
There was a brief commotion upon my arrival—apparently, the successor announcement had gone official.
But I could deal with the fuss later, so I ignored it for now.
"Hoo..."
First, deep breaths.
What I was about to do wasn't even in the encyclopedia.
No predicting the outcome from confirmed futures either.
The anxiety from that was bigger than expected.
'I've relied too much on future knowledge.'
Dependence isn't good.
Knowing the future was undoubtedly a huge advantage.
But living a future different from my first run made it a massive variable.
The future was already unlikely to unfold as I remembered.
Over-relying on the encyclopedia could backfire badly.
Anyway.
Putting idle thoughts aside, I wrapped the Coal Heart in flames.
Roarrrrr!
No need to hold back from the start—full power.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
The moment the white flames touched the Coal Heart, it began pounding like mad.
Excited by the new blaze, or rebelling against a flame unlike its original owner?
No way to tell.
'But knowing wouldn't change what I do anyway.'
Roarrrrr!
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
I kept feeding it flames.
The Burning Hand raged at the existence it couldn't consume, amplifying its power.
The Coal Heart, sensing the flames trying to devour it, beat even harder.
A battle of devourer versus devoured.
The outcome of this eternal struggle came sooner than expected.
-Why, why, why, why can't I burn this? I am the flame of destruction!
A voice suddenly emanated from the flames.
I answered calmly, unperturbed.
"Seems like you can't bring out your full power yet."
-This isn't my fault! It's your inadequacy! If I unleash my true power, this puny heart is—
Uncovering a sacred treasure's true name required true communion.
But there were other methods, and this was one of them.
'Making the sacred treasure reveal itself.'
Various ways existed, but the simplest was provoking its pride like this.
A treasure boasting it could burn anything, failing against a single lump of coal?
Unbearable from the Burning Hand's perspective.
"Power? You need to reveal your true name for that."
-Yes, true name! You know it. Speak my true name now! It is...
Of course, coaxing it out like this skipped the proper route.
It required extra steps, but no big deal.
"...Surtr."
Roarrrrrrr!
The flame of destruction descends upon the present world.