Chapter 7
Chapter 7
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: The Voluptuous Figure of the S-rank Demon Sword
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I first took care of the loose ends around me.
In truth, there wasn't much to tidy up.
I simply went to the company where I'd been working and wrapped up the resignation process.
The boss's startled expression when he saw me was pretty amusing.
"Ah, no way! Si-hyun? What the hell happened to you?"
"Truth is, I awakened yesterday. Thanks to that, my body's in a lot better shape now."
"Better? Hell, I almost didn't recognize you! Awakening, huh. Well, I'll be damned!"
It was only natural for the boss to gape in shock.
From my face to my height, everything about me had changed beyond recognition.
A model-worthy appearance and proportions.
And my muscle mass was incomparable to before.
'Explaining this kind of change with just an awakening sure makes things convenient.'
Heroes were almost always Awakeners, unless they were special cases.
And while rare, there were Awakeners whose bodies physically transformed.
Of course, none changed as dramatically as I had.
Awakening usually meant gaining special abilities, after all.
But when it came to explaining how a person could change overnight like this, nothing beat an awakening.
"Anyway, that's how it is. Sorry for the short notice, but I need to quit."
"Damn, really? Makes sense, I guess. No need to keep working here after awakening. Still, it's a shame. Hard workers like you don't come around often."
"I'm a little sad about it too. It was a good place to work."
"Haha! Don't give me that polite bullshit! You're probably thrilled to be flying the coop, right?"
"Well, yeah, there's that too."
I meant it, to some extent, when I said I was sad.
Working here had made me pull my weight.
Of course, the money I'd make wielding a Demon Sword and being a Hero wouldn't even compare.
Still, I'd grown attached to the place.
It was somewhere I wanted to return to, even if the world ended.
Maybe that's why I felt this strange pang of regret even now.
"Instead, I'll become a great Hero who saves the world."
"Cut that out. Don't worry about stuff like that—focus on keeping yourself safe. Being a Hero isn't all glamour."
The boss gave me some serious advice, his face earnest.
"You've heard the stories in the industry, right? Lots of Heroes get hurt in dungeons. If things get tough, come back anytime. An Awakened Artisan like you would always be welcome."
"Thanks, I appreciate that."
Of course, I had no intention of coming back.
I had a responsibility to fuck Demon Swords and save the world.
If I failed that, jobs wouldn't matter anyway—everything would be gone.
"By the way, mind if I check out some weapons? I figure I'll need one if I'm going to be a Hero."
"Oh, sure thing. Got the cash, though? Freshly Awakened types are usually broke as hell."
"Emptied my savings for this. It's my life on the line, after all. Can't half-ass it. Oh, any employee discount?"
"I'd love to say I wouldn't charge an employee-turned-Hero... but we've gotta eat. I'll just take material costs."
"That works great for me."
Weapons for Heroes were insanely expensive.
The materials were special, and the Artisans handling them were top-tier.
A decent one started at hundreds of thousands of won, and Unique items went into the billions.
Paying just material costs saved a fortune.
'And these are weapons I know inside and out.'
I'd seen and maintained every one here.
That made them far more trustworthy than anything from other shops.
Hell, back in the day, I'd even fantasized about wielding these in battle.
It might sound childish, but every guy daydreams about it at some point.
Especially in an era where you could watch Heroes fight for real on video.
'Not that I'll spend big now, since I'm getting an S-rank Demon Sword anyway.'
I bought a solid one-handed sword and a one-handed shield.
It wiped out a huge chunk of my savings.
But I decided not to sweat it.
The Goddess had given me startup funds, and big money was coming soon anyway.
I'd have to get used to spending like this from now on.
"Thanks. Got some good stuff because of you."
"Then pay me back when you're successful. So, what's next? Hero Association registration?"
"Gonna adapt to this Awakened body first, then register."
Would he believe me if I said I was off to fuck an S-rank Demon Sword from here?
A busty beauty no one could've imagined, at that.
Might be childish, but it gave me a weird sense of superiority.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ -Thwack! Splash!
Armed up, I headed straight for a dungeon.
An unopened one no one had found yet.
I could come here right away thanks to the info from Glaou, of course.
Normally, you'd report an unopened dungeon to the Association the moment you found it, then have teams of Heroes carefully investigate.
Because you never knew what dangers lurked—but
"Hmm. Were fights always this easy?"
I was clearing the dungeon way easier than expected.
Monsters went down without much fuss.
Thanks to Glaou's intel, I already knew the layout and what monsters appeared.
'Even factoring that in, these battles are a joke.'
Guess this Awakened body was stronger than I'd thought.
I could really feel the boosts in strength, agility, even reaction speed.
And no matter how much I fought, stamina wasn't an issue.
'Solo monster hunting shouldn't be this easy. My future's looking bright.'
Just with basic gear, and already like this.
Add an S-rank Demon Sword, and my combat power would skyrocket.
What if I grabbed more Demon Swords on top of that?
I could aim for the top in the world.
"Not that I care about goals like that."
My purpose was fucking Demon Swords to prevent the apocalypse.
This was just part of that.
How deep had I gone, slaughtering monsters along the way?
A massive iron door appeared.
"Just like Glaou said."
I opened it and stepped inside.
The thick door swung open easier than expected.
It led to a vast chamber.
At the far wall stood someone.
A blonde knight in armor.
A stunning beauty, her arms bound by chains in a sealed state.
That was Kalia, the S-rank Demon Sword waiting here.
"Mm, ngh."
As I approached, the Demon Sword slowly opened her eyes.
Then lifted her head to look at me.
Like Glaou, the higher-grade Demon Swords were breathtakingly beautiful.
I felt a vivid allure different from when she'd beheaded me in my previous life.
Her blue eyes held a faint glimmer of pleasant surprise.
"Hm, impressive. To think a human actually found this place. I figured it impossible and was taking an eternal slumber."
No, it was impossible.
No one ever found it, and the Demon Sword before me never contracted with anyone.
Instead, she corrupted, broke her seal, and massacred humans.
Including me from my previous life.
Of course, she had no way of knowing that.
"Very well, human. If it's not too much trouble, would you free me? I can't promise a contract yet. But I'll reward you handsomely all the same."
Right now, this Demon Sword even seemed friendly toward humans.
Demon Swords' "alignments" often tied into traits like this.
Knight-types like her usually had a righteous personality.
Which was why she gazed at me without a hint of suspicion.
'She's gorgeous—insanely so. Add that figure, and she's superior to any woman I've ever seen.'
This Demon Sword had no clue what was about to happen.
Or why I'd come here, or how.
'I see why Glaou recommended starting here.'
An S-rank Demon Sword, sealed and powerless, bound in place.
In my situation, where I had to fuck and subdue her.
No better setup anywhere.
The perfect opponent before seriously claiming Demon Swords.
And the reward was an S-rank? Worth the challenge.
"Hm? Why the silence? Ah, I suppose it's startling. You came to conquer the dungeon, and suddenly there's a woman here."
The Demon Sword gave an awkward smile.
I slowly approached her.
And then—
-Slap!
"...Huh?"
I slapped her cheek outright.
"W-What the...?"
Kalia looked up at me, uncomprehending.
Her struck cheek flushed slightly red.
Normally, an S-rank Demon Sword wouldn't allow an attack like that.
Even bound, it should've been the same.
A nobody like me shouldn't have been able to harm her at all, no matter how hard I tried.
"Hm. Her power really is perfectly sealed."
Yet her body reacted properly to my slap.
Because all her power was completely sealed right now.
This Demon Sword wasn't just restrained from moving.
She was utterly powerless, unable to do anything.
'Proof: she's just taking it without retaliating.'
An S-rank Demon Sword would've had at least one special ability.
Normally, I'd be dead a dozen times over by now.
But I couldn't sense even a whiff of mana from her.
Her power was sealed that thoroughly.
'In other words, this S-rank Demon Sword is no different from a bound virgin.'
And this was a dungeon no one else could reach.
What I did with her was entirely up to me.
Aware of that or not,
the innocent Demon Sword glared at me with fury.
"What do you think you're doing! There's a line to rudeness! Slapping a woman's cheek out of nowhere! Are you even a knight?!"
"...Sorry, but I'm no knight. And you still don't get it."
"Ngh!"
I grabbed her blonde hair tight in my fist.
Yanked her head up roughly.
Powerless, the Demon Sword grimaced helplessly.
How often does anyone get to manhandle an S-rank Demon Sword?
Hell, has any human ever done this?
"From now on, what I do to this slutty body of yours is my call. Got it?"
"Y-You brute...!"
"Keep yapping. I'll savor every inch of what your body's got to offer."
"Don't insult me with such drivel!"
The Demon Sword glared at me, eyes blazing with rage.
Even in this situation, an S-rank's mental fortitude was something else.
Her blue eyes showed no fear whatsoever.
"You trash might not get it, but mark my words! Even if you defile my body, you'll never break my spirit!"
"......"
Hm. Kinda pervy to think this in the moment,
but hearing that line straight from a knight like her was oddly thrilling.
And it ramped up my anticipation too.
'Fuck, that's hot.'
I wondered how those willful eyes would change once my cock plunged into them.
Excitement already surging, my dick throbbed hard.