The Dragon's Humiliating Feast
Isilia sat atop the table. Not straddling it, but fully climbing onto it.
“What the hell are you trying to do…? Ugh….”
She perched at the edge and gestured. Isilia fidgeted, adjusting her position.
“Sit here. Hands behind your back. Good. Push your hips out like you’re offering your pussy.”
Isilia spread her legs just enough to expose herself right in front of me. Her pussy was completely visible, inches from my face.
I teased her with my eyes. Feeling my gaze, Isilia’s body trembled.
“White pubic hair? That’s fucking hot… softer than anyone else’s.”
“Ugh… don’t stroke it like that. Are you going to keep treating it like animal fur?”
“Yeah. Like this?”
Her pussy was plump enough to hide the entrance. I placed my middle finger on the tightly closed slit and rubbed it slowly, almost as if giving a paizuri with her outer lips.
“Nngh….”
Every time my finger brushed her clit, Isilia let out an involuntary moan. The sight of her desperately holding back made my cock swell painfully.
I parted her outer lips and probed for the narrow hole.
“Whoa, look at it clenching. One finger might not even fit.”
“Don’t say things like that. It’s really annoying….”
“This is Lady Isilia’s pussy. Naturally, I have to taste it with my eyes, fingers, and mouth—one by one. After all, it’s Lady Isilia’s baby factory…!”
“Stop, stop talking!”
Isilia covered my mouth with her hand. When I licked her cold palm, it felt like licking ice. Startled, she pulled her hand away.
“Eek!”
“Hehehe, that tasted good.”
“Ugh, why is your tone like that? It’s weirdly scary….”
“Just hold the pose. I’m getting seriously drunk tonight.”
I didn’t usually enjoy drinking alone. But with this kind of drinking, it felt right. Calling another man was out of the question, and I didn’t want to share with a woman either. After achieving awakening, I deserved an alcoholic reward.
It had been a while. I poured out some beer and filled the rest with soju. The ratio was a mess, but alcohol wasn’t about taste anyway.
“Here. Hold this and pour it slowly.”
“…Where?”
“Over your body. Let it run down your chest.”
“Th-this… a woman’s breasts aren’t meant for that!”
“I know. I know. That’s exactly why it’s so exciting.”
Doing something you’re not supposed to do feels even more thrilling. That’s why anal fantasies exist—because it’s the hole for expelling, not receiving, defying nature’s order.
I slid my arms under Isilia’s knees and gripped her slim, cold waist with both hands.
“Hurry up.”
“Ugh, I’m a dragon… a noble dragon….”
“Not right now, though.”
“Hnn…!”
I licked her cute navel and rubbed her slightly rounded belly as if warming her womb. Isilia kicked her legs before finally tilting the bottle.
“Haah… this feels weird….”
Glug, glug—
The soju-beer mix flowed between Isilia’s breasts. It ran over her nipples, leaving a thin layer of frost. The chilled mixture pooled around her navel.
Slurp—
“Aahhn…!”
Slurp—
“Stop, stop! This feels wrong somehow….”
“Then will you give me your pussy? Want to have sex?”
Isilia glared at me with contempt. Without a word, she tilted the bottle again.
Glug—
Slurp—
I drank the soju-beer flowing down her body to my heart’s content, licking and sucking, marking Isilia with my scent.
“Aah, haah….”
Isilia, who had been awkwardly pouring the alcohol, began letting out soft moans as well.
“Snacks….”
I rummaged through my inventory for food, but found nothing edible.
‘Guess it’s an alcohol-only party.’
I treated the whimpering, squirming Isilia as my side dish and kept drinking. Just as I was feeling a bit unsatisfied with only the soju-beer mix, the door opened.
Someone had entered Safe Zone #215.
“S-someone’s here! They’re here!”
Isilia curled up, desperately trying to cover herself.
“I heard someone came back, but couldn’t see them, so I came to check… and here you two are, doing this in secret.”
“Elena, what’s up?”
“What’s up? Ha, does that even fit the situation right now?”
Frowning, Elena approached and tossed a bag full of something onto the table. I moved away from between Isilia’s legs and opened the bag.
“Snacks, huh.”
“…Don’t think anything pathetic in your head. It’s annoying.”
It seemed my desperate craving for snacks had reached Elena, which was why she’d brought them.
“Thanks anyway. It was getting awkward just drinking.”
“I brought the snacks, so we’re done here, right? I’ll be going then. You two have fun. Lady Isilia, I’ll take my leave.”
Elena bowed politely to Isilia. Isilia’s eyes welled with tears, probably from shame.
“R-right… goodbye, Elena….”
Standing completely naked in front of a man, pouring alcohol from her neck down… it was an utterly ridiculous sight. She hadn’t been this embarrassed when forced, but because this situation was half-voluntary, Isilia couldn’t even look at Elena.
“By the way, who said you could just leave?”
“Huh…?”
An elf had arrived. My hands had multiplied. Alcohol from Isilia, snacks from Elena. What a perfect drinking party.
“Feed me the snacks.”
“Y-you piece of trash…!”
Elena naturally sat beside me. Scratch, scratch. She quietly took a seat and began peeling fruit.
Glug—
Scratch, scratch.
Slurp—
* * *
Another week passed. My strength and agility had stopped growing. No matter how much I trained, it was like rush-hour traffic on a holiday—completely stalled.
“No answer to this….”
Was there no way? No matter how much I thought, nothing came to mind. In the novel, Yoo Dahui grew stronger through blessings, raising her stats and skill levels much more easily. There were a few ways to obtain blessings—they weren’t exclusive to her. But those blessings weren’t meant for humans. For insignificant humans, a blessing meant something beyond mere talent.
‘With no talent, can I even get a blessing?’
Absolutely impossible. Blessings weren’t some hidden piece. They were proof of being chosen. All I could rely on were tricks and simple repetition. Even that seemed to have hit a wall.
“What do I need to do to grow?”
“Training.”
Elena answered indifferently, as if wondering why I even asked something so obvious.
‘Yeah, that’s right.’
To shit, you first have to eat. To raise stats or skills, you first have to use them. Since growing black magic required PK, I put on the mask again.
“Going to add another woman?”
Elena looked thoroughly displeased, her gaze scanning me up and down like an inspection.
“When I wear this mask, the PK-only persona, Mask Man, comes out. I’m not particularly planning to add more women….”
“Dahui-nim allowed the ‘harem,’ but that doesn’t mean you should spread your seed to every woman you see.”
Yoo Dahui was living in seclusion. More precisely, she was avoiding me. Maybe because of that, Elena had started nagging me as if taking over Yoo Dahui’s role.
“I told you I’m not doing it….”
“I want to follow you, but since it’s for growth, I’ll endure it.”
Elena had abandoned Elysha. It was a joke, but not really. The fact that she no longer followed Elysha around made it hard to see as just a joke. Elysha had grown in her own way, so having a nanny trailing after her would be strange anyway. The change in their relationship from what I’d seen early on felt novel to me.
“Alright. You’re fully equipped now.”
The moment I reported breaking through to 3-Star, Elena had given me a full set of 3-Star gear. The sword was sharper and more stylish, the breastplate and greaves gleamed, and even the plain shirt now had defense stats attached.
“Am I a kid? You don’t need to go this far.”
“You look like a kid to me. If I left you by the water, you’d die in no time.”
“I’m already 3-Star though….”
“Come back when you’re at least 8-Star, okay?”
I shut my mouth.
“All set. Now go.”
Elena dusted off her hands after checking the seams of each piece of equipment. Her patting was light. I moved immediately. With better gear, I could definitely kill stronger monsters—I had no doubt.
‘But are there any left?’
After Wang Gohan’s group was wiped out, most players lived under Isilia’s shadow. Bowing their heads and kneeling, they lived by fawning over her. That was how the novel went—now that it was reality?
‘Probably almost none.’
PK no longer provided efficient gains. The overwhelming difference meant I couldn’t even earn experience. Duels would be the same. The reason for wearing the mask had disappeared. Only one option remained.
‘I’ll go to the Black Imugi again.’
I wouldn’t just hunt it normally. Just like gradually increasing weight when training muscles, I needed to raise the raid difficulty myself.
Eastern Cliff Cave. Maybe because Isilia wasn’t here, descending felt a little inconvenient.
‘This is how it should be.’
I realized once again how precious Isilia was.
— Pathetic human. Did you come alone?
The moment I arrived at the cliff cave, the Black Imugi greeted me. Coiled up, it looked imposing.
‘Still just a weakling though.’
I drew my sword. Normally, a blue glow would have wrapped around it, but today it stayed quiet. No sword aura.
‘Time to raise the difficulty.’
I would hunt without using mana. Not against weak monsters like Green Worms or Metal Worms, but an elite monster. Using only pure physical strength.
— No answer. Did you get scared?
“……”
— Standing before me, who will ascend to the heavens, it’s understandable you can’t move. I am the predator of this world.
“Your tongue is long. Literally too.”
The Black Imugi was a giant snake. Of course its tongue was long.
— Khahahahaha! I’ll swallow you in one bite!
I dodged the Black Imugi’s charge and swung my sword.
Clang—!
Without sword aura, I couldn’t even scratch the Black Imugi’s body.
‘I’m screwed….’
Could this crazy stunt even succeed? Doubt crept in.
— That pathetic sword can’t cut me. Not even after swinging it a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times!
Confident, the Black Imugi tried to bite me. Without mana, even dodging once required full concentration.
Clang—!
— It tickles! This isn’t even a fight!
But it was definitely having an effect. I could feel something stirring inside me. My breathing grew ragged, and I felt the urge to use mana. The Black Imugi’s attacks suddenly felt sharper.
Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!
I kept swinging. Swung again and again.
[‘Fairy’s Sword (3★)’ has been destroyed.]
After swinging an unknown number of times, the sword in my hand shattered into pieces. This should be enough, right? Thinking that, I activated Black Magic.
Pluto’s Hand has been activated.
Countless black hands manifested, each fist wrapped in mana. Not sword aura, but fist aura, I suppose.
“Huu….”
My entire body was drenched in sweat. Even after having sex all night, it hadn’t been this bad.
— Y-you! What trick is this…!
It wasn’t a trick. This was only half of me.
“Rubber-Rubber Gatling, you snake-eyed bastard!”
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!
An overwhelming barrage. The Black Imugi couldn’t even resist and was beaten to a pulp. Speed, power—nothing was lacking. The Black Imugi was now an easy opponent.
— To think I’d fall to someone like this….
Thud—!
The Black Imugi, reduced to mush, collapsed. After falling, it didn’t move an inch. It had died in an instant.
[You have defeated the Black Imugi.]
[100,000 coins acquired.]
[Strength Lv.34 ▶ Strength Lv.35]
[Agility Lv.30 ▶ Agility Lv.32]
[One-Handed Sword Lv.20 ▶ One-Handed Sword Lv.23]
[Black Magic Lv.27 ▶ Black Magic Lv.28]
[You have already completed Awakening (3★).]
The moment my Strength reached level 35, I realized something. On the 2nd floor, I probably couldn’t go any higher. If I did, it would likely be right after defeating the Giant Lava Worm.
‘I should focus on raising Agility instead….’
With that thought, I returned. Another week passed.
[Agility Lv.32 ▶ Agility Lv.35]
Thanks to all the rolling around, I managed to reach Agility level 35 as well. I was lucky.
‘By the way….’
Tomorrow, Yoo Dahui’s seal would be lifted. Today was the last day.
“She wants you to come for dinner?”
“Yeah. Dahui-unni told me to bring you.”