The Enhancement Packages
Thrust! Thrust! Squelch!
"Ahk… ooh… oooh…"
Pinned beneath Jincheon in a breeding press, Beatrix squealed every time his cock drove into her pussy, semen already leaking out around the shaft.
Slap! Slap!
"Aahiiik! Nngh~~~!"
Sensing the edge of climax, Jincheon forced himself in to the root. His pubic bone slammed against her ass, sending lewd ripples through her flesh.
Gushhhhh—
"Haaaaaaah~~~~~!"
Receiving his tenth load, Beatrix clung to him and raked her nails roughly down his back.
I'm… going to die… I'm really going to die…!
The pleasure Jincheon gave her was like sex on a drug dozens of times more potent than anything she had ever known. The difference was that drugs destroyed the body—Jincheon's cock restored a woman's health.
"Hih… hiih…"
The proud, forceful expression she usually wore had melted into the face of a woman drowning in pleasure. Her whole body was slick with sweat; her hair clung wetly to her skin as she moaned, lost in it.
"Mm…"
Jincheon leaned in until their stomachs pressed together and kissed her. Beatrix squeezed her eyes shut and rode out the aftershock.
Slurp— suck—
It feels so good…
The way he held her down and gathered her close made it feel as if they were fused into one. Their heartbeats and body heat passed back and forth; the pleasure that had felt almost lethal softened into pure happiness.
"Pwah… haah… Jincheon…"
When he finally broke the kiss, Beatrix wrapped her arms around his upper body so the connected position would not change.
"Beatrix."
"Mm…"
In answer to her affection, Jincheon whispered her name against her ear.
"Jincheon…"
They simply spoke each other's names, sharing heartbeat and warmth. For more than half an hour they did nothing else—only held each other—until at last Jincheon drew away from her body.
"We'll finish the rest when we get back."
"Ah…"
They still had a long stretch of time ahead of them.
Schlick—
"Hahngh~~!"
As he pulled free, semen immediately began to spill from her pussy.
"Haah… haaah…"
"Beatrix."
"Mm…?"
While she was still panting and trying to catch her breath, Jincheon brought his cock to her face as she lay there.
"Lick it clean."
"Th-this…?"
"All my women do it."
Beatrix stared at the thick, dark-red shaft, glistening with semen and giving off a heavy scent, and swallowed hard. It looked so grotesque that her instincts recoiled. Yet the words all my women do it, together with the rich smell of cum filling her nose, challenged her reason.
In any ordinary moment she would have found the idea unthinkable—something that should make her vomit. Instead she sank to her knees at the height of his cock, parted her lips, and carefully licked the tip, still shiny with semen and her own juices.
She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for a horrible taste—
Huh…? It tastes… good…?
A little bitter and musky, yet strangely pleasant enough to bear. Because she could not take the whole length into her mouth, she cleaned him with her tongue alone.
The proud captain of the imperial guard, a noblewoman, was licking a man's cock. The shame of it should have been crushing—
"Mmm…"
He's feeling my tongue.
—yet the way Jincheon reacted to her was enough to replace shame with satisfaction. When she had licked every inch clean, she worked her tongue and swallowed the last traces of semen.
"Heh. Good girl."
"Mm…"
Jincheon stroked her hair. She stayed still under the warm hand, like a pet that loved being petted.
After enough time had passed for the semen to finish draining and for Beatrix to walk again, Jincheon gathered the corpses into a convenient pile so they could be carried later. Then he headed deeper into the unexplored parts of the facility and found an elevator that led downward.
"Haah… hngh…"
"You all right?"
Beatrix clung to one of his arms and walked with difficulty. Every step sent vibrations through her hypersensitive womb, still wracking her with aftershocks of pleasure.
"I-I'm fine. The elevator…"
"Hold on."
At first she had been in real distress, but as the minutes passed her body settled and her breathing evened out. They checked that the elevator still worked, then stepped inside.
Dust lay thick after at least two thousand years without visitors; their footprints stood out clearly. The elevator served only this floor, B1, and B2. There must have been a separate entrance somewhere, which explained why the lower levels had never flooded—if they had, seawater would have poured in through the elevator doors.
"Calsorn Empire facilities always get my heart racing. Part of it's wondering what's inside—but mostly, if there's anything at all, it's never ordinary."
"Mm…"
Beatrix barely reacted. Her heart was pounding hard, yet she could not tell whether it was the thrill of exploring a Calsorn site or simply being beside Jincheon. What she did know was that merely staying near him made her happy.
Ding—
They stepped out onto B1. Jincheon opened his mouth cheerfully, fully expecting a mecha to be waiting for them—
"Ta-da~ …huh?"
The machines in front of him made him frown.
"Why the hell are these here again?"
Four Garelds stood in the underground hangar.
"Why!? Why more Garelds!!"
He had expected one of two things: a brand-new mecha nearly complete, or one still in the assembly stage. Finding more Garelds left him speechless.
"Jincheon. Look over there."
Beatrix, however, could see that these were not ordinary Garelds.
"Something's bolted all over them."
Looking again, he realized each Gareld wore a full set of integrated enhancement armor over the shoulders, torso, arms, waist, and legs. The strange part was that all four sets of armor were completely different shapes.
They began checking everything, hunting for information about the facility. Whether lucky or odd, nothing here was locked. Thinking about it, the place was not large enough for full mecha development anyway.
"Jincheon. Look at this."
Beatrix had powered up a waist-high console; a hologram bloomed above it. She called him over. The display explained exactly what the facility had been built to create.
"An enhancement-parts development site…"
This was a laboratory for designing combat upgrades for the training mecha Gareld. It sat on the seafloor because it also handled underwater packages. The goal had been simple: turn the training unit into emergency combat power.
Yet the Calsorn Empire had already produced machines far superior to the Gareld.
"So that's why the place is so small."
When you could build monster-class mechas, wasting resources militarizing a trainer was pointless. The technicians and researchers stationed here would have had little motivation. Since the site held no real military value, no one had bothered with locks either.
For comparison, the first ruin where Jincheon obtained a Gareld had been sealed for over two thousand years; with no life signs inside, the AI had declared an emergency and unlocked everything. This place had no such AI, and both its scale and facilities were vastly smaller. His reasoning held up.
Even so, lack of enthusiasm did not mean they could produce nothing. Sit around doing nothing and you lost your job for real. So they had still delivered four enhancement packages.
First: the Diver Package.
Built for underwater combat. Reinforced armor, torpedo ports, a harpoon gun with a spear tip, and twin cannons.
Second: the Trooper Package.
Designed for long-range bombardment. Enhancement armor, twin beam cannons on the shoulders, multi-missile pods on both legs, and machine guns on the backs of the hands—excellent fire support.
Third: the Burserker Package.
Built for close combat. Where the first two packages only armored critical areas, the Burserker covered the entire frame in thick plating. True to its name, it mounted a high-output laser sword on the right arm, a machine gun on the left, and extra thrusters so the pilot could charge into enemy lines at brutal speed, cutting and shooting until the formation collapsed.
Fourth: the Assault Package.
Mid-to-close range. Chainsaws on both hands that absorbed free-floating space particles for fuel, plus twin laser shotguns that fired in a scatter pattern.
"Well now. Look at that."
At first he had thought another Gareld was a bust. This was no gold mine—but it was at least a copper one. His main machine was a Gareld, and here sat dedicated enhancement packages for it.
"Heh heh heh. Live long enough and even coincidences like this show up."
To think that the deserted island he had drifted to by pure chance held a Calsorn facility—and that the facility was a lab devoted to making Garelds stronger. Stack enough coincidences and they become fate. Whether in Murim or in this world, Jincheon was reminded that he carried a protagonist's destiny.
Unfortunately, a Gareld's thrusters would never get them into space without being spotted by the enemy, and they still had no idea where friendly ground forces were. Taking one of these and leaving was not an option. Still, if things truly went to hell, they would be more than enough for a desperate escape.
"Haa. Shame. If only there was something as good as that knight Poltein's mecha."
"This much is already a jackpot. And I might sound like an asshole saying this, but—"
Jincheon slipped an arm around the disappointed Beatrix's waist.
"—being able to spend more time like this with you is… a little reassuring."
"Ah…"
He drew her back and waist against him and kissed her again. Beatrix closed her eyes and savored the pleasure of it.
I'm sorry… Sister… You're out there fighting for your life, and I'm this insanely happy just to be alone with Jincheon…
In the middle of the deep kiss, the hand on her waist slid lower and firmly gripped one cheek of her ass.
"Nngh…!"
Even as he kneaded her hard, what she felt was not shame or anger but the happiness of being a woman. She surrendered her body to his hand, already preparing herself to feel pleasure again.