The Barbarian's Way
(For smooth progression, I've inevitably overhauled the content of chapter 8. Those who read the previous chapter 8, please check it again—sorry for the confusion.)
It all happened in the blink of an eye. If anything, it was the most shocking moment of my life, encompassing my current life, past life, and even the one before that.
I'd figured the black mage, shamed by my words, would lash out in attack. But instead of attacking, she screamed on her own, squirted under her robe again, and collapsed.
It was a scene so unbelievable, even seeing it with my own eyes made it hard to accept. No matter how I tried to make sense of it with my common knowledge, it just didn't add up.
Then, as if snapping back to reality, she slowly rose. Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees before me, bowed her head low, and continued speaking.
"H-hngh..♥! S-sorryy..♥! I came on my own like that... really, truly sorry..♥♥! Just the thought of licking Your Highness's feet got me so excited I messed up..♥♥!!"
Her words were so blatantly lewd and explicit that I was the one left speechless. Even in this reversed world, was she really going this far? Or was this another trick to deceive me?
The unexpected turn left my mind in chaos. But what flustered me most was...
My body's getting hot...
Listening to her, my tense body betrayed me with arousal. Just her words alone, and I felt blood rushing downstairs.
Did that mean everything she'd said so far was true? If so, then I didn't need to kill her—I could do whatever I wanted.
This woman's name was...
"Kim Eunha."
"Hngh..♥! Y-Your Highness called my namee..♥! Ahngh..♥♥!"
"...Change that title first. Kang Sihoo. That's my name."
"Ahh..♥! Granting a worthless thing like me the honor of hearing your name..! S-Sihoonim.. Hngoo..♥! J-Just saying the name again..♥♥!"
I hadn't expected her to cum just from me saying her name.
At this rate, her whole body was premature ejaculation incarnate. Still, her extreme submissiveness was quite satisfying. Only now did it truly feel like I'd returned to the reversed world. I regretted hiding my manhood yesterday and today.
Why had I been so cautious in the first place? Was it some hikikomori habit from my old loser days resurfacing now that I was back in the modern world?
If that was the case, it was pathetic. Back in Eldrion, I'd sworn over and over never to live like that again if I could return here.
Yet here I was, hesitating in front of a bitch in heat.
Might as well go back to being Targon...
No, not really. Anyway, I decided to stop holding back or playing it safe.
I recalled the teachings of my master from Eldrion, who had taken me in.
"Targon. Do you know what outsiders call us? Barbaroi—barbarians. It's clearly an insult, but when I heard what it meant, I gladly accepted being a barbarian. To them, a barbarian is someone who ignores propriety, manners, and others' opinions to do exactly as they please."
"But what about them? Bound by etiquette and face-saving, they watch others' reactions, hide their true feelings, and can't live freely. I don't know if that's truly smart living, but I'd rather die than live unable to follow my heart."
"So if you truly want to be one of us, live freely, as you please. Eat well, sleep well, pour everything into what you want to do—but never do what you hate, even if it kills you! That's the way of our warriors... the way of the barbarian."
Freely, as I please. Pour everything into what I want, and never do what I hate, even if it kills me.
That was the barbarian way etched into Great Warrior Targon's heart—and now into Kang Sihoo's.
And right now, my greatest desire, my ultimate goal, was singular.
This woman bowing before me.
And every woman in this starving world, hungering for men.
From their heads to their toes.
Their minds included.
I'll fuck them all.
2.
Just prostrating myself with my head bowed had my breath coming in gasps, like I'd run a marathon. My body grew hotter by the second, my head spinning.
I desperately wanted to pounce on him right then, but I held back, waiting for his next command.
Finally, Sihoo spoke to Eunha.
"You cum just from me saying your name? Pathetic."
"Hngh..♥?!"
"A pussy that lame doesn't even deserve to lick my feet. Or does it?"
Aah, what do I do? He's mad after all. It's 'cause I'm a total premature squirting bitch who cums from one word...!
But I can't help it...! That low, heavy voice is the first I've ever heard...! Just hearing it makes my ears quiver and I can't stop cumming...!
Hah...! Kim Eunha, you crazy bitch...! How dare you blame Sihoonim right now?! No, just beg unconditionally...! Beg on my knees for the honor to lick his feet again...!
"Hngh..?! S-Sorry..! S-Sihoonim's..♥! J-Just putting your name in my mouth..♥! I get so excited and cum on my own like a premature pussy—sorryy..♥♥! P-Please..! Show mercy to this lowly bitch..♥!"
"Mercy? Hmm. What value do you even have for me to bother?"
"A-Ahh..♥! I-I may not look it, but I know lots of things..! F-First off, I'm a black mage..! If there's anyone bothering Sihoonim, I can curse them, turn them into your personal slave..! I-I can even kill if you want..!"
"Oh? Really?"
"Y-Yes..! Y-You'll need to prepare compensation..! But give me time, and I can do it..!"
"Then what about you?"
"..Huh?"
"If I told you to die for me... could you?"
That instant, my brain froze.
Sihoonim telling me to die for him? That, that, no way...!
"Nnghooo-♥?!! A-Ahh...♥! G-Good...♥! I love it..♥! Dying for Sihoonim...♥! Just thinking about it is so ecstatic, I came..♥♥!"
The honor of dying for him was a dream come true just to imagine. Eunha finally succumbed, the pleasure she'd barely held back overwhelming her in another climax.
"Hngh..! Sorryy..♥! C-Cumming again, sorry..♥♥! I-I'll die...♥! I'll offer it..♥! My useless life that's just wasted food and air...♥! If Sihoonim needs it, I'll give my life..♥♥!"
Somehow clinging to her sanity, Eunha continued. A hush fell at her desperate oath.
Then Sihoo's voice again.
"Truly... your pussy's lame, but I can't deny that spirit. Rise."
"Y-Yes..? O-Okay..!"
At his command, Eunha scrambled up. Her eyes met Sihoo, now seated in a chair. Even though he sat and she stood, locking eyes made her feel infinitesimally small.
She naturally lowered her gaze as Sihoo said,
"Strip."
"Hngh..♥?!"
His order to undress told her instinctively: he'd allow her to lick his feet. But hesitation gripped her heart.
She couldn't bear showing him her body. Lips trembling, she barely spoke.
"Um.. Sihoonim..! Before I strip, can I say one thing..?"
"What."
"M-My body's really ugly. You'll definitely find it repulsive..! B-But..! Even as a footwipe, please show mercy..!"
"Whether I use you as a flesh toilet or footwipe is my call. No more talk—strip."
"Ahh..♥! Y-Yes..! I'll strip..!"
If I could really be Sihoonim's flesh toilet... how wonderful.
With desperate longing and anxiety, Eunha slowly shed her robe. Nothing underneath, so her bare skin emerged immediately. No panties either—private parts fully exposed.
Breasts grotesquely huge, dwarfing normal women's. Hips and thighs equally massive. Protruding lower belly, clumsily trimmed pubic hair.
By this world's standards worshiping slimness, Eunha was the epitome of ugliness. She knew it well, hence her reluctance.
Fat slobs like you shouldn't exist! Just die! That's the only useful thing you can do for the world!
"Ngh..!"
One of countless insults flashed in her mind. But the one who hated her most was herself.
He'll despise me for sure..? Insult me..? Tell me never to show up again..! Aah.. just imagining it terrifies me..! Why do I have such huge tits and ass..? Useless..! Should I cut them off now? No, what's the point...
Endless self-loathing dragged her down. If Sihoo rejected her now too, vanishing from the world might be best for her.
No one else mattered—but his contempt would leave no reason to live. Better to end it myself...!
Smack-!
"Hiiang-♥?!"
In that despairing abyss, a rough grip pulled her out. Snapping to, Sihoo had approached and seized her breast.
Confused by the situation, his blunt words followed.
"Found it. My personal tit-sucker."