Chapter 39
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: The Best Treasure
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So-yeon was desperately holding her breath, not even daring to make a sound. She moved her tongue and lips with utmost care, terrified that even the slightest slurping noise might escape. But those cautious movements only heightened the lewd stimulation.
The eunuch hesitated for a moment while sorting the documents.
"Um, Vice Chief. Your face looks a bit flushed... Are you feeling unwell?"
"No. It's just the heat. Don't worry about it and get out."
"Ah, yes. Understood. Then..."
The eunuch wore a puzzled expression but soon bowed his head and left the room.
Click.
The moment the door closed, So-yeon pulled away and gasped for air.
"Haaah... M-Master... You're too much..."
Physiological tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Her face was a mix of tension, shame, and pleasure.
Cheonwi grinned mischievously and stroked So-yeon's head as she crawled out from under the desk.
"Good girl. You didn't get caught. Excellent endurance."
"I almost... made a sound..."
"That would've been even more fun. Should we try it next time with the door open?"
"M-Master!"
So-yeon flushed crimson in horror. But Cheonwi knew better. Even as she protested, deep in her eyes flickered a perverse anticipation.
Cheonwi lifted her chin and kissed her deeply, savoring every moment.
"Just kidding. I can't show my pretty toy to anyone else. Now, the day's work is done... so tonight, we should do something even more fun, right?"
Darkness had fallen over the Imperial Palace.
All duties were finished, and the secretive night had arrived.
In Cheonwi's chambers, only dim candlelight flickered. Beside the bed lay the white uniform of the Imperial Guard instructor he'd worn earlier, tossed carelessly aside.
And in its place, Sword Empress So-yeon wore something entirely different.
"......"
Standing before the full-body mirror, she stared at her reflection, her face burning hot.
What she wore wasn't really clothing—it was closer to underwear. No, even calling it underwear felt embarrassing.
Thin, sheer lingerie that revealed everything underneath. The scant fabric barely covering her vital areas only accentuated her voluptuous figure in the most provocative way.
But the real issue was her head and rear.
A fluffy animal-ear headband adorned her head, and between her buttocks...
'T-To think I'm wearing something like this...'
A plug shaped like a fox tail was deeply inserted into her most intimate place. Every slight twitch of her hips made the tail sway seductively, while the fullness inside sent sharp jolts of stimulation through her.
"Master... I'm... ready..."
So-yeon spoke in a trembling voice, thick with shame. She approached Cheonwi, tail attached, swaying her hips playfully.
Cheonwi, perched on the bed, clapped in satisfaction.
"Perfect. The Alliance Leader should've seen you like this. He'd weep with joy knowing his daughter grew up so splendidly."
"Ugh..."
So-yeon couldn't lift her head.
"Come here. Time for a walk?"
So-yeon crawled on all fours to Cheonwi's feet and looked up at him with pleading eyes.
"Master... Take me for a walk..."
She assumed they'd play inside the chambers, of course. But Cheonwi had other plans.
He picked up the leather leash from beside the bed and clipped it to her choker.
Clink.
The cold metallic sound echoed through the room.
"Tonight, it's an outdoor walk. To the palace gardens."
So-yeon's eyes widened in shock.
"W-What?! That's... impossible! Someone might see!"
"Who? No one's in the gardens at this hour. I sent the guards away."
"But... what if..."
"Namgoong So-yeon."
Cheonwi's voice dropped low.
"That's an order."
With those words, her resistance melted away like snow. The imprint of obedience carved into her body dominated her instincts.
"Y-Yes... Understood..."
She hung her head in resignation. But between her quivering thighs, her arousal already dripped. The terror and thrill of outdoor exposure soaked her through.
Moonlight bathed the Imperial Palace gardens softly.
The quiet night was filled only with the chirping of crickets. Two shadows moved along the deserted path.
Leading was Cheonwi, strolling leisurely with hands behind his back.
Following was a woman crawling on all fours, leashed to him.
"Haa... haa..."
So-yeon panted roughly as she kept pace.
Cold dirt and gravel pricked her knees and palms. Night breezes slipped through the sheer lingerie, teasing her hypersensitive skin. The tail plug scraped inside with every step, driving her mad with stimulation.
'I'm... the Sword Empress... a martial arts master...'
Yet here she was, collared like a dog, crawling through the palace gardens in this outfit. Shame made her want to die, but she couldn't stop the heat building in her lower belly.
The thrill that her moonlit near-nakedness might be seen by someone. The masochistic pleasure of being utterly dominated by Cheonwi.
Cheonwi stopped in the garden's center, where the moonlight shone brightest.
"Nice view here."
He tugged the leash, pulling So-yeon to him.
"Sit."
So-yeon obediently folded her hind legs and sat primly, looking every bit the well-trained large breed dog.
Cheonwi fiddled with her headband.
"How's it feel? Refreshing under the moonlight?"
"......It's humiliating... but... it feels good..."
"Honest girl. I like that."
Cheonwi chuckled and tickled her chin.
"Then, one last thing?"
"W-What...?"
"Bark."
So-yeon's eyes shook. Bark? It meant abandoning human speech entirely, becoming a beast.
"M-Master... That's..."
"Didn't you hear me? Bark."
Cheonwi yanked the leash roughly. The choking sensation drove the command deep into her brain.
So-yeon bit her lip. Her last shred of human dignity screamed. But she couldn't defy her master's order. No—she didn't want to.
She slowly opened her mouth.
"Woof!"
Once it burst out, the sounds poured forth uncontrollably.
"Woof! Woof woof! Arf! Whine... woof woof!"
Under the moonlight, the world's most beautiful Sword Empress barked like a dog. Her tail swayed as she gazed at her master, begging for affection.
It was the perfect culmination of her taming.
Cheonwi beamed and dropped to the ground, hugging her tightly.
"Yes, yes! Good girl! You're my greatest treasure."
"Hic... hic... Master..."
Clutched in his arms, So-yeon rubbed her face against his chest. The shame vanished, replaced only by joy and relief at his praise. She was completely his now.
Cheonwi gently stroked her back, his gaze drifting over her shoulder.
In the distance, the roof of the emperor's grand hall gleamed under the moonlight.
'Got the Martial Alliance in my pocket, and tamed the Sword Empress perfectly.'
Dark Heaven and the Martial Alliance. With those two powers combined, what couldn't he do?
'Not bad for just dropping by to kill time.'
Crack.
A brush sliced through the air with a sharp snap before embedding in the wall, splattering ink across the dragon-patterned wallpaper in a dark blotch.
"Damn it! I'm done! I quit!"
In the emperor's office, the Pyeonjeon.
The lord of the empire, who should command the world, lay sprawled on the floor like a starfish.
Emperor Hyeonjong.
He was on the verge of exploding.
Before him towered a mountain of petitions taller than a man, besieging him like a fortress wall. It was hot, frustrating, and above all, boring.
"Floods happen? Build a dam or divert the river yourselves! Why dump it all on me? Am I a water ghost? The Dragon King?"
Hyeonjong flailed his legs and shouted.
"Your Majesty, please understand! The people are suffering..."
"Ugh, shut up! I don't wanna hear it!"
The old eunuch about to nag shrank back at the emperor's yell and clamped his mouth shut.
Hyeonjong had always vented his inferior complex about his underwhelming manhood by executing ministers and commoners whenever his mood soured—his frail demeanor belying a vicious streak. Things had lessened since Cheonwi started toying with him, but the eunuchs still trembled at his outbursts.
Hyeonjong hurled a pillow and wailed.
"I'm bored! Bored to death! This emperor crap isn't worth it day after day, staring at scraps of paper... Is this why I was born?!"
Flopped on his back, he jabbed a finger at the ceiling.
"Cheonwi! Where's Cheonwi?! My only breath of fresh air! Call Cheonwi!"
As if on cue, the firmly shut doors of the Pyeonjeon slid open smoothly.
"You called for me, Your Majesty?"
A smooth, resonant voice. It was Cheonwi.
He casually nudged a screen radiating an odd aura behind him as he entered naturally. A shadow lurked silently behind the screen.
Hyeonjong shot up.
"Oh! Cheonwi! Why'd you take so long? I was withering away from boredom."
"My apologies. I was preparing something very special for Your Majesty, so I was a bit late."
Cheonwi approached with a meaningful smile. His eyes gleamed like a hunter eyeing prey, but to the whining emperor, he was simply a savior.
"Something special? What is it? Like that kaleidoscope last time? Nah, I'm over that."
"Heh, Your Majesty. Would I dare present you with something boring? This is on another level."
Cheonwi carefully drew something from his bosom.
A peculiar device with a metal frame, a glowing red gem embedded where the lens should be.
The 'Red Gem Spectacles.'
Hyeonjong's eyes bulged.
"What's that? Glasses? My eyes are fine."
"These aren't ordinary glasses. It's the culmination of ancient Western sorcery—the so-called 'New World Experience Device.'"
"New World?"
"Your Majesty, don't you want to escape this drab, stuffy Pyeonjeon? Dancing beauties, the thrill of flight, every pleasure imaginable unfolding before your eyes."
Hyeonjong swallowed hard at Cheonwi's honeyed temptation.
"R-Really? That exists?"
"Seeing is believing. Forget state affairs for a moment—just try it once."
Cheonwi offered the glasses. Hyeonjong reached out, entranced. No doubts; Cheonwi's gifts always delivered fun.
Hyeonjong donned them.
"I don't see anything?"
"Here we go."
Cheonwi touched the small magic stone on the frame and infused it with internal energy.
Whirr.
A faint vibration hummed as the red gem lit up.
In that instant.
"Hngh!"
Hyeonjong's mouth gaped wide.
The Pyeonjeon's ceiling vanished from his sight. In its place unfolded a heavenly realm of rainbow clouds.
[System: Connected to 'World of Illusions (Demo Version)']