Knight Raid (1)
“Fucking crazy bastard, crazy bastard…!”
“Why?”
“Because you’re just a crazy bastard. There’s nothing else rattling around in that head of yours?”
“Listen, lust is the driving force that keeps this world turning. Men have it, humans survive, humanity doesn’t go extinct. Simple as that.”
“W-what?”
Ally snapped her head around so fast it looked like it might pop off. Her cheeks were bright red—pure embarrassment from the fact that I was rock-hard in front of everyone.
“Don’t try to play it off like that. I’m going to do everything with your tits I can think of.”
“Shut your damn mouth—how many people are watching, huh…?”
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The Territory War had ended in victory for the Red Hair Mercenary Group guild.
Guild Master Ally?
“Ye-yes!”
The moment the announcer called her name, Ally sprinted across the stage like her ass was on fire. Every eye in the Colosseum locked onto her standing in the center. The roar of the crowd had died down to a stunned silence.
—Since you won, it’s time for your reward. What would Black Skull demand?
“T-the thing we want from Black Skull guild members is….”
Tears welled up in Ally’s eyes. She was already creepy as hell, and now she was sniffling like a total loser—making her look even uglier.
“Black Skull guild members murdered our parents and other guildmates! We demand they admit it and apologize for the PK crimes!”
Murmurs rippled through the stands.
“Demanding an apology from them right here? You don’t even know who’s behind Black Skull!”
“They’re blind to the obvious. Losing guildmates to PK is one thing, but this feels reckless…”
“Black Skull, get your ass out here and explain yourselves! Pay the price for your defeat!”
“Exactly! Exactly!”
Black Skull was one of Orde’s guilds under the Demon of Lust. Based on everything I’d heard so far, it was almost a certainty. Even if I hadn’t seen it in the novel, the acts were basically the same—just different victims.
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“We demand Black Skull’s sincere apology,” Ally continued, voice shaking. “The Red Hair Mercenary Group wants Black Skull’s guild house as compensation for winning. Once we agree, the Territory War will be a done deal.”
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No players on the Black Skull side? The system must execute the victory reward immediately. Summon them at once.
The Colosseum announcer had unlimited transcendent authority for Territory Wars. He was basically borrowing the System itself, just like the Academy’s admin.
A blinding light exploded in front of us. Someone was being summoned. A black face mask etched with skull patterns.
“Hound…!”
Ally clenched her fists so tight her knuckles went white. She was barely holding back her rage. The crowd started screaming at the summoned player, dumping every insult they’d been saving for this moment.
“Hound! Answer the nymphs!”
“Black Skull PK’d a guild that just finished a boss raid!”
“Drag Orde out of there first! What do you have to say about monopolizing the Decomposition Liquid!”
The 3rd-floor powers-that-be—Orde and his crew—had monopolized the Decomposition Liquid. They used it to grow strong overnight and ruled the dungeon, squeezing every coin and woman they could from the players.
The pent-up fury was boiling over.
Hound stood there arrogantly, towering over the two nymphs without a single flinch. Handsome, definitely not average.
“Yeah, I’ll admit it.”
“…….”
Hound didn’t even try to deny it. He took the nymphs’ accusations way too easily.
“Black Skull attacked the Red Hair Mercenary Group right after their raid ended. We killed the exhausted ones.”
“N-no…!”
“But is that wrong? Did we actually ban PK? No one in this tower did. PK was never forbidden.”
Hound spoke with perfect confidence, like he had zero shame.
“There’s a safe zone in the Tower of Struggle. Has anyone ever wondered why? Even the guy who summoned us—the so-called ‘God’—recognized this murder as PK.”
Only Hound’s voice echoed inside the Colosseum.
“So you want an apology? Whatever. Since you won the Territory War, you get to enforce the rules.”
Even behind the mask I could almost picture him smirking.
“Haha, sorry. Sorry for killing your parents? Sorry for killing your guildmates? Fine, I’ll apologize! Sorry! Khhahahaha!”
“…….”
Ally couldn’t get another word out. Instead of sincere apology, this mocking “sorry” only made her angrier.
“You goddamn son of a bitch…!”
—Red Hair Mercenary Group, stop!
Ally lunged at Hound. The announcer blocked her.
Held back by the announcer’s arms, Ally whimpered and glared at him through tears.
—Black Skull’s master, Hound, has apologized. He has received the reward for winning the Territory War. If you escalate this, you’ll have to fight another Territory War.
“Apologize? That’s a joke. That’s just mockery! That’s straight-up humiliation!”
—We have no choice. You know how duels work. This is just clever wordplay—interpretation is everything.
“Even if we challenge them to another Territory War, we can’t count on this kind of luck. Hound’s a tough hunter. He won’t leave any openings.”
The announcer turned off the microphone and whispered urgently in her ear.
“Even just defending your guild house is enough to make you retreat for now.”
That was reality.
—Thud…
Hound was not someone I could beat. A guild master had to have real qualifications. Unlike Ally, who inherited hers, anyone who wanted to found a guild had to prove themselves.
“Ugh….”
Ally took one step back. Teeth gritted, body shaking, she had no choice but to turn her back.
“Khuhuhuhu!”
Hound laughed with thunderous arrogance, like he was bragging about the protection he received from Orde.
The crowd held their cheers. They couldn’t even open their mouths because of Orde’s power.
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The Territory War is now concluded. The third Territory War will begin again in twenty minutes!
The announcer’s cue ended everything. We left the Colosseum.
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[07:11 PM] Ally had cried the entire day. Since the Territory War ended, she’d been trapped in the Red Hair Mercenary Group guild house, squeezed dry. She’d been through enough with Phaize—enough to handle it—but this backstabbing had her close to breaking.
Demanding an apology as a reward? If they were that easily placated, they would never have committed the crime in the first place.
‘Trust the person you can trust.’ I’d planned to pay him a visit tonight, but he wasn’t that stupid. I could spare him a day or two for some fun Phaize and nipple-licking practice.
“Yo, Pluto’s dog.”
At night, Titania appeared. Emerging from the black curtain, she was dressed exactly like a succubus queen—pure temptation.
“Hooeeet… So you finally decided to come to me? Let’s go to the room. I’ll send you home with a bang.”
“D-don’t say dirty things out loud. There are people around…”
I grabbed her wrist. Titania slapped my hand away. She still had some strength left—taking a 4-star for free hadn’t been easy.
“Even during the Territory War? Why do you wear so little?”
“Eh? Were you watching the Territory War?”
“Ye-yes? So that’s not allowed?”
“Of course it’s not. You were following me around like a lost puppy the whole time…”
“No! I didn’t come because of you! Stop imagining things like a fool!”
Titania’s breasts bounced as she spoke. The succubus queen’s pussy— I wanted to taste it right now.
“Ugh, my appetite’s ruined. Disgusting.”
“No, you even rejected free regular service?”
“I don’t need your filthy semen. It makes me sick.”
“…Really?”
Watching Titania overdo it, I forced myself to hold back my laughter. In the end I still planned to force and run with her anyway.
Thinking about Titania writhing underneath me made my balls swell with anticipation.
“Speaking of, why did you suddenly come to me?”
“It’s about Ryan. That’s why I’m here.”
“Ah, we’ve already talked about that.”
“Talked?”
The words slipped out wrong.
“I cut his mental resistance with black magic. Tonight you can casually fuck him in his dreams.”
“…Even in dreams you don’t do that kind of thing? You just show the lewd parts.”
“Sexual intercourse? What about that?”
“If you’re going to have sex inside the dream, why bother edging in the dream? I use the dream to ejaculate without touching your body.”
I thought she was going to get fucked raw inside the dream, but apparently not.
“If I have to milk my own semen out of my body, ugh, disgusting.”
Titania crossed her arms and shivered.
“So you’ll get a taste of Ryan’s semen tonight?”
“Maybe.”
“Good.” Titania stuck her tongue out at me, licking her lips. Mmm.
“Then get lost.”
“That woman….”
Through the black curtain, Titania fled.
I stood blankly in the alley for a moment before heading back to the inn room.
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That night, Titania slipped into the room where Ryan was sleeping. Soft, soft footsteps.
‘He was right.’
If it had been anyone else, they would have noticed her. But Ryan slept peacefully, completely unaware.
“Hihihihi, time to eat…!”
Titania unleashed her succubus power. She slipped into Ryan’s dream, twisted the lewd atmosphere just right. She would keep draining him.
Ryan’s dream started in the ordinary Kingdom.
Titania strolled slowly down the busy streets. Then she spotted Ryan.
“Haha, with this much coin…!”
Ryan ran toward some destination with a bright smile. His movements were so fast Titania almost couldn’t keep up.
‘This place…?’
Ryan’s room. An insanely expensive inn.
Knock, knock.
‘Wait, this isn’t the room I know.’
Ryan knocked on a different door. The deepest room on the third floor.
—Who is it?
“I-it’s me, Ryan.”
—Ah. A familiar voice came from inside the room.
Titania frowned. Disgusted.
“Ryan, what’s wrong?”
It was Kim Jinwu’s voice.
‘That voice….’
Kim Jinwu greeted Ryan with a serious face—nothing like his usual playful self. The vibe was almost good.
Titania shook her head, watching the two.
“I brought coins. Five hundred million coins!”
Ryan grinned happily and bowed his head as if waiting for praise.
“Well done, Ryan. Truly the top acolyte of Pluto-nim. Pluto-nim will be pleased.”
Kim Jinwu naturally ruffled Ryan’s hair.
“Ugh…!”
Something instinctive twisted in Titania’s chest. A primal rejection. For a succubus who fed on male semen, the feeling was stronger than anything else.
‘Ryan, you little shit… are you gay?!’
Titania backed away two steps, shaking.
“Uwaaah…!”
She couldn’t watch anymore. She escaped the dream in a panic.
“Hic… hic…”
In the dream, Titania saw Ryan grinning on the bed, furiously rubbing his massive erection.
“Uwaaaaaah!”
The image flashed back. Titania immediately threw up inside the dream.
‘I-I have to get out.’
She couldn’t stand being in the same space as that pervert anymore. Trying to taste his semen was humiliating.
Why had she even wanted it? It was just mixed holy and black magic, that was all. The strange scent had tricked her.
Unable to understand it herself, Titania fell into self-loathing.
Knock, knock.
Titania knocked on Kim Jinwu’s door anyway. Even if the guy was an asshole, she needed to warn Ryan about him.
—Who is it?
—I don’t knowooo, hurry, Jinwoo-nim, hurry and fuck me inside…!
—Wait a second, you damn whore. Why are you so persistent? Stop being a slut.
—I’m sorry, I’m sorry…!
A familiar voice came from inside. Not the nymphs’ voice Ally had heard. Something intimate, something she treasured.
“Wh-who is it…? Titania?”
Kim Jinwu opened the door with his cock dangling.
Titania swallowed the lump in her throat. She looked away.
“T-that’s… what is that? I came to tell you something, but I’ll come back later!”
“Wait. What’s the problem? Tell me and leave.”
Kim Jinwu sounded serious. Titania coming at this hour meant something serious had happened.
She pulled a coat from her inventory and wrapped herself up. When the cock was covered, Titania let out a sigh of relief. She had no idea she hadn’t actually been sick.
“Come in.”
Titania followed Kim Jinwu inside.
“Jinwoo-nim, please give me your semen, semen, semen…!”
“Rose…?”
“Titania-nim?”
There, Rose was tied up at the limbs, legs spread wide open, receiving her reward.
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Rose is receiving her reward from Kim Jinwu.
Status: Tied up, legs spread, moaning for more semen.