Chapter 74: New Human Alliance (4)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 74: New Human Alliance (4)
"We at Square Garden will do everything in our power to bring Hero Han Yeon-woo back. Square Garden never abandons its family, and we will never surrender to villains."
Lee Ru-da spoke into the cameras with an intensity that felt like she was staring down the villains themselves before stepping away from the podium.
A barrage of questions followed, but she ignored them and walked out. A staff member quickly stepped in to handle the press, and the doors to the briefing room slammed shut.
As she walked down the hallway accompanied by the heroes of Square Garden, her expression was murderous. Though her face remained stoic, she radiated an aura so chilling that anyone who dared speak to her felt as if they’d be ground to powder. She headed straight for the Square Garden situation room.
Inside, staff members were moving frantically, trying to track Han Yeon-woo’s whereabouts.
Passing through them into an inner office, she found Yoon A-young and Kwon Ye-jin sitting with grim expressions. They stood up as she entered. Lee Ru-da took the center seat at the head of the table, and the other heroes followed suit.
"I’m going to kill every single one of those villain bastards."
Lee Ru-da ground her teeth, releasing a surge of bloodlust so potent that the mana leaking from her body caused the very air in the room to shimmer.
"I’m sorry. I should have protected Master."
Kwon Ye-jin stood up abruptly, bowing her head in apology. Lee Ru-da’s cold eyes shifted toward her.
"No, it’s not your fault. If anything, I’m just glad you made it out of there alive."
Despite her icy gaze, her words were warm. That kindness only made the guilt sharper for Kwon Ye-jin, who bit her lip in self-reproach.
Yoon A-young placed a hand on Ye-jin’s trembling arm to pull her back into her seat, then looked at Lee Ru-da with calm but heavy eyes. Though she didn't show her emotions outwardly, her heart was just as turbulent.
She had been right there, yet she had done nothing.
In fact, she had been a burden.
She had been knocked unconscious, leaving Han Yeon-woo to face the villains alone. According to the staff reports she heard after waking up, he had surrendered himself voluntarily to save their lives. Furthermore, the explosives left at the scene bore traces of Han Yeon-woo’s mana.
Both Yoon A-young and Kwon Ye-jin were consumed by the regret that he wouldn't have been kidnapped if they had only stayed conscious.
"Don't beat yourselves up. Given the situation, Han Yeon-woo made the right call."
Lee Ru-da comforted the two before turning her gaze to the other heroes.
"I’ve contacted Cheonlian. We should have an estimated location for Han Yeon-woo soon."
"When you go to crush those bastards, make sure the Queen Bee Party is there," Song Ha-el said, her eyes fierce. Usually known for her constant smiles, her scowl made her look incredibly predatory.
Lee Ru-da nodded at her, acknowledging the woman who looked ready to storm out and start the hunt immediately.
"Everyone, stay in full combat readiness. No matter where Han Yeon-woo is or who has him, Square Garden is bringing him back."
Lee Ru-da spoke as if it were an immutable law of the universe. As one of the few S-rank heroes in Korea, her words carried immense weight.
"I will make them regret ever touching Square Garden. I will make them regret kidnapping our hero."
As the meeting ended, Yoon A-young and Kwon Ye-jin walked out with dejected faces. Other heroes tried to comfort them, saying everything would be fine, but they couldn't shake the guilt.
Worse still, they were currently too weak to even participate in the rescue operation. A sense of profound helplessness washed over them, and they clenched their teeth.
"Senior, let’s get stronger."
"Yeah. We have to get strong enough to protect Yeon-woo."
At that very moment, the two were worried sick about the suffering Han Yeon-woo must be enduring. They imagined him being brutally tortured by villains or subjected to unspeakable humiliations as a man.
They could only pray for his safety.
"Ah! Ahhh! No! Hngh! I can't... I can't take any more!"
"Clench harder."
I was lying over Park So-won, and I gave her hard, muscular buttocks a sharp slap.
I hit her to make it hurt, but my own palm ended up stinging instead. Wait, did someone just mention me? My ear is itchy.
Is it Park Sung-jun? Or that old hag?
I picked at my itchy ear while thrusting my hips, burying myself deep into Park Su-jin’s pussy, which had turned soft and mushy from the sheer pressure.
After several days of intensive fucking, Park So-won was completely helpless under me. Despite looking like she could snap my waist in half at any moment, seeing her offer up her ass so submissively kept my cock rock-hard.
"Haaah, it got even bigger...! Ahhh, ahh!"
Park So-won, who had finally learned how to moan like a woman, reached back to try and grab onto me. I flipped her stiff, swaying body around, and she immediately clung to me, demanding a kiss.
I toyed with her tongue as she begged for more like a child, and I came inside her pussy—which was so spent from multiple orgasms it couldn't even squeeze anymore.
"Heegh...! Ahh..."
Park So-won’s eyes rolled back as she peaked, her solid six-pack abs quivering. As I started wiping her body down with a towel while she lay sprawled on the floor, she turned her head and began licking my cock.
It seemed like she was trying to clean it with her mouth, but she was so out of it that she was mostly just rubbing her face against it. Since she couldn't quite get a grip on it, her face ended up smeared with a mess of vaginal fluids and semen.
I wiped her messy face as well and stood up.
I’d been having a hell of a time for the past few days.
I’d slept with every single guard who rotated through the collection room, and Kim Hye-yun, the redhead I’d started with, was now a total slave to my meat. The guards had even started fighting over who got to "collect" from me.
When I mediated and chose Kim Hye-yun as my "Number One Slave," she became insufferably smug and put her absolute best effort into sucking me off.
I’d overheard some of the men saying the women in the collection room seemed "softer" lately, but they weren't actually getting nicer—they just didn't give a damn about other men after tasting my cock.
It might look like I’m just living a life of debauchery, but this is all part of the plan.
I’ve used sex to bring them over to my side and gather information about this place.
First off, the location is somewhere between Sobaeksan and Taebaeksan. Despite their insane ideology, their security is surprisingly tight; even Kim Hye-yun and Park So-won don't know the exact coordinates. They’ve only ever entered and exited via teleportation, and communication devices are strictly prohibited.
But the TV works, doesn't it? There has to be a cable running somewhere.
Even if those two don't know, there has to be a way to contact the outside in case of an emergency. Once I find that and dial Lee Ru-da’s direct line, it’s game over.
Even if everyone here fought together, they wouldn't be enough to stop a disaster like an S-rank hero.
I also learned a few more things: most of the powerful-looking villains like Park So-won, Moja, and the old hag are actually mercenaries. They call themselves "fixers," but they’re just muscle for hire.
I noticed they looked bored whenever the Madam started rambling about her theories; turns out they aren't even part of the Alliance.
The more information I gather, the more the scales tip in my favor.
If they’re mercenaries, they have no loyalty to the Alliance, making them easy to flip. And it’s not just the mercenaries—even the guards, while technically members, aren't all fanatics like the Madam. Some, like Kim Hye-yun, just drifted in, and others are unhappy with the current state of things.
Bit by bit, I’ll make these people mine and destroy this horrific sperm factory that should never have existed.
"I’m so glad to see Yeon-yu trusting the Alliance and working so hard lately."
My name is Yeon-woo.
During a private meeting with the Madam, she smiled while sipping tea. She has a delicious, voluptuous body, but that’s poison—I can't touch that. Her brain is half-rotted by eugenics; if I mess with her the wrong way, I’m the one who’s fucked. No matter how legendary my cock is, I don't have the confidence to tame that.
"I’ve finally realized the Alliance’s grand vision," I lied.
"Hehe, you have such a way with words. Your genes are superior, Yeon-yu. You will be the foundation for the prosperity of the New Human race. Keep up the hard work."
Yeah, no. Even if I’m a stray dog that’ll eat anything, I’m not touching her.
Sensing the madness behind her bright smile, I gave her a sunny grin of my own and left. Based on her mental state, she’s the type who might decide to dissect me later "for the sake of the New Human race."
I was heading back to my room, glad to be away from the Madam, when the old hag approached me.
"Yeon-yu-chan~ You seem to be having a lot of fun lately~"
The old hag looked up at me with a wicked smirk. Great, another one steeped in madness.
A pervert who gets off on human suffering, a narcissist who wants to be called "Pretty" at her age—this bitch is just as much of a psycho as the Madam.
"Hello, Pretty-nim. I’m working hard for the Alliance, so of course I’m happy."
When I smiled back, the old hag’s mouth split into a wide grin. Her expression, a mix of "I’ve got you" and sadistic excitement, was hideous to look at, even if she did have a cute outward appearance.
"I see~ I have a present for our hard-working Yeon-yu-chan."
"...What kind of present?"
"Follow me, I’ll show you. Oh—and you, go back to work."
The guard who had been escorting me looked flustered and glanced at the old hag. Seeing him unable to speak up made it clear how she usually treated people.
"Hey, I said get lost."
The old hag spat out the lollipop she was chewing and scowled. The guard fled in terror.
"Ehehe~ Now it’s just the two of us~ Let’s have some quality time."
Returning to her cheerful facade, she linked her arm with mine and led me somewhere. We went even deeper underground than the area where the men were kept.
I wanted to pick the handcuffs and use my detection to map out the layout, but she was sticking too close; she’d definitely feel the mana.
"Yeon-yu-chan, do you like summer? Or winter?"
"I like both."
When I gave a mindless answer, she looked up at me and smirked.
"So you don't care if it's hot or cold."
Just as I realized she was talking about torture, she opened a door at the end of the hallway and shoved me inside.
The room was dark and smelled of iron. It was filled with various torture devices, and there was a person in the center. Her face was so swollen it was hard to recognize her, but there was only one person here with dyed red hair.
Kim Hye-yun looked at me, tears streaming down her face.
"Ta-da! It’s Yeon-yu-chan’s lover, the redhead! Surprised? You are, aren't you? Wow, this bitch was surprisingly tough."
The old hag skipped over to Kim Hye-yun and touched her shoulder. Kim Hye-yun flinched violently at the touch. The old hag patted her and looked at me with a bright, innocent smile.
"Yeon-yu-chan, you’re really good at handling women. I’m so jealous of the redhead. But we can't have her plotting an escape, can we? Right?"
The old hag looked to either side as she spoke. As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I saw two other people leaning against the walls.
Park So-won, looking at me with a stoic but worried gaze. And Moja, who was watching me with a reluctant expression.
The old hag, having invited her guests, licked Kim Hye-yun’s ruined cheek with a long tongue that didn't match her face and laughed diabolically.
"No, no~ Yeon-yu-chan, you need to know your place. You’re just livestock on a leash, here to provide semen. Bad livestock needs to be punished, right?"
Leaving the trembling Kim Hye-yun behind, the old hag approached me. She circled me, her eyes scanning me up and down as if looking for the best place to start hurting me.
The two women who had been standing by the wall stepped toward me.
Thud.
When Park So-won’s powerful hand landed on my shoulder, the old hag frowned and glared at her.
"Fuck, where do you think you’re putting those filthy trotters? What’s your problem this time, you bitch? I told you, this brat was trying to pull something to escape."
"I know."
At Park So-won’s low voice, the old hag immediately flared her mana. She slapped Park So-won’s hand away, but just as her small body moved to attack, Moja lunged from behind and pinned her to the floor.
"Hey! What the hell! Fuck!"
Click.
I took the handcuffs that had been removed from my wrists and snapped them onto her. As I did, the old hag’s appearance began to shift. Watching the process of a child turning into a haggard old woman was enough to make me want to gag.
I crouched down in front of the old hag, who was spewing curses in a raspy, gravelly voice, and gave her a smile.
"Sorry, but everyone here already knows."
The old hag’s eyes widened as she looked at Park So-won and Moja. Moja still looked a bit reluctant, but when I wrapped an arm around her waist and squeezed her breast, she let out a faint moan.
"It means I’ve fucked everyone here except you, you old hag."
At the word "hag," she thrashed her withered body and cursed, but she was no longer a threat.
Stupid bitch. Thanks for walking right into a trap you set yourself.