[Holy Knight Raid (3)]
I flung open every door in the mansion, bursting in with all the swagger of someone who owned the place. Honestly, it was probably the endless clinginess of Titania that kept the maids from blocking me, not actual ownership.
“Ordeeeee! I’m dying here—hurry the fuck up!”
BOOM—! I slammed the door open and a gust of hot air slammed into me. “Aaaah! Ahng! Aaaah!”
THUD—! THUD—! THUD—! Two naked asses were the only things I saw on the floor.
“Who’s making all that noise… Titania? Did you finally decide you wanted me to ruin you?”
“…I’ll wait for you to get that idea out of your head first.”
I kept my gentleman’s composure and waited.
Just as I turned to leave, Orde slammed his hips forward and pointed straight at me. “Who the hell are you? What are you doing crashing my house?”
“Me?”
A thick yellow torrent of cum splattered across my face. Gross. I held perfectly still. I etched the humiliation into my heart.
Orde’s the easy target. Ryan would’ve been first.
“Just here to deliver a job.”
“A job? You came all the way to the Demon Realm for a single commission?”
“Yeah. Two hundred million coins. Cheap, right?”
“Two hundred million?” Orde pulled his hips back. “Ahk!”
Thick ropes of cum dripped from the woman’s pussy. I stole a glance at Titania just for fun.
“What are you staring at?”
Titania’s face twisted the second she felt my gaze. I whipped my head away fast.
Orde swaggered up, still stroking his cum-covered cock. “First, show me that two-hundred-million-coin promise, customer?”
I pulled a single gold coin engraved with 100 from my inventory.
“A hundred million should be enough to believe in, right?”
Orde’s eyes lit up with pure greed. “Sounds worth talking about.”
Anyone who’s ever tasted money or power knows how hard it is to refuse. The harder it is, the sweeter. “There’s a 5★ knight staying on this floor. You already know who.”
“Ryan… Ryan Lionheart.”
Orde muttered the name like he was tasting it.
Lionheart was a name everyone on the 3rd floor knew. “I want that bastard dead. Give me your strength.”
“……”
That was all I needed. I didn’t want Ryan dead—I wanted to watch him die with my own eyes. Even if the regression would erase him eventually, I couldn’t wait anymore. This time I’d kill him, then level up.
“Two hundred million for Ryan?”
“Yeah.”
“Not bad. Not bad at all. Almost makes me blush.”
Orde was already suspicious. Of course he was—naked and demanding. “Personal grudge.”
“The most believable lie there is.”
Orde nodded. “Fine.”
Simple motives beat long explanations every time. This idiot probably wants Ryan gone too.
Orde already ruled the entire 3rd floor. A 5★ player was a massive variable. They needed each other. No point in pulling punches.
“When do you plan to move?”
“Today. Right now.”
“Must be a really big grudge. I heard you just arrived on the 3rd floor.”
Orde knew exactly who I was. Of course he did—Territory War reports were public. “My parents’ enemy. That’s all.”
“……I can feel how sincere you are.”
Yeah, because it’s the most personal thing in the world.
“The Demon Realm will lend you its strength. Just hand over the two-hundred-million-coin fee.”
“If you finish this cleanly, I can pay you immediately.”
Something felt off. The deal was too clean. Orde accepted instantly. “Good. Let’s move.”
“Pull only 4★ players who’ve passed the dungeon trial. Each guild gets a recall order.”
“Yes!”
Orde yelled at his underlings. Twenty 4★ players gathered in the mansion.
“Today we’re taking down Ryan Lionheart. That bastard who’s been drowning the 3rd floor—time to stop it.”
“Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh!”
“Reward: three million coins per head.”
“Ooooh!”
No big send-off. We just told the real reason and walked out of the mansion.
“I’m not coming. The second I see that prick I’m gonna puke. Uuu…”
“…Morning sickness?”
“Morning sickness from a pure virgin? You’re insane.”
Titania stayed behind. She had zero interest in the knight raid.
I wandered the streets of the Kingdom. People were whispering.
“What’s that? They’ve pulled almost every big player.”
“Boss raid? But Orde has the Decomposition Liquid. Why drag so many?”
“It’s weird. What kind of war did that red-haired mercenary band start?”
As twenty 4★ players moved, every eye in the city locked on us. Their gear was flashy, their presence loud.
I led them toward Ryan’s location. Orde had been collecting information for a while, so I knew exactly where he was training.
“Orde?”
Lionheart was out in the open, just swinging his sword and practicing dark magic like any normal 4★ player.
“Ryan, today is your funeral.”
Orde delivered the declaration.
“Funeral? Oh, I see. So that’s how it ends… trying to stand against me.”
“ATTACK!”
Twenty 4★ players rushed in. They moved like pros who’d fought on the 3rd floor. Most were stronger than me.
CLANG—! Ryan pulled his sword naturally and flooded his body with holy magic and dark magic.
“Cursed has been applied.”
“Dark Magic nullifies it.”
“Weakened has been applied.”
“Dark Magic nullifies it.”
“Madness has been applied.”
“Dark Magic nullifies it.”
Ryan’s countless dark magic curses shattered the moment they touched me. My body reset to zero thanks to Pluto’s hand.
“Jinwoo… why are you doing this…?”
Ryan’s face twisted with despair. I couldn’t hold back the rage.
Pluto’s Hand activated.
Mind Manipulation activated.
Instant Death Curse activated.
Plenty of life-force tanks around. They were already cracked. I poured every bit of black magic into the Instant Death Curse, stacking it repeatedly.
“Keep stacking.”
I ripped life-force from every 4★ player in sight. All of them except Orde were useless. Black Imoogi? How did he even catch that?
Instant Death Curse activated.
“Fuck! Stop watching and help already!”
“Jinwoo… I don’t understand what you’re planning, but let’s talk.”
Orde and Ryan collided. They traded blows. Ryan’s face was grim—something was wrong.
“Shut up! I don’t talk to fags!”
I gripped my sword and charged. “Jinwoo!”
“Good! Everyone move!”
SCHWICK—
“…?” Ryan’s sword vanished. Orde’s arm flew off.
KRRRAAAAAAGH!
Orde clutched his severed arm and screamed. Blood sprayed everywhere.
Instant Death Curse activated.
Pluto’s Hand activated.
“This is Pluto’s Hand. Forty invisible black hands appear. Ah, how divine.”
“Fuuuuck!”
Forty black hands. I pumped them full of mana and slammed them into Ryan.
“Rubber Rubber Cannon Barrage!”
Explosions rained down. Ryan blocked, then I kept distance and swung my hands. A few times some black hands slipped through and nicked him.
KRRK!
Too weak. He was clutching his stump and sobbing.
Twenty players had already been torn apart. Everyone but Orde was rolling in the dirt, broken.
“Huff… huff… huff…”
Ryan was right in front of me. Covered in blood, smiling like a monster. No mana, no life left. I stared at the sword in my hand.
“Don’t die!”
Titania’s voice rang from behind. “Don’t die! I don’t hate your cum!”
“It’s all that succubus’s fault! Jinwoo became like this because of that whore!”
“She’ll spill the virgin if you taste it first! She knows exactly how addicted you are to your own cum!”
Titania kept yelling. Ryan glared at her with pure hatred and madness.
“That’s why I held back. Actually… I wanted to drink your cum too! So please don’t die!”
“UUUUUUUOOOOH!”
His erection surged. The real plea made my cum boil.
SCHWICK—!
My arm tore off. I couldn’t even react.
“Jinwoo… I have to drink you and absorb Pluto’s power.”
“Fuck… you disgusting shit…!”
I swung my sword. Ryan ignored it completely.
KRRRRAAAAAAGH!
Only one leg snapped. Both legs shattered. My vision faded.
“Now you can’t rebel anymore.”
“Motherfucker… I’m not a pedo, but you’re a real motherfucker. Or is it your mother’s fault? Your father must be gay, right?”
“…How did you know? That bitch really is the problem.”
KWONG—!
Ryan charged Titania. “Kyah—!”
SCHWICK—!
DEGUUURR—!
Titania’s neck was severed too easily. Bad judgment. Lionheart was top-tier even among 5★. He could trade blows with 6★ players.
“Fuuuck!”
“Heh heh… Jinwoo.”
Instant Death Curse activated.
I stacked the curse one last time. This was the final blow.
Fuck… if I’d known, I would’ve gone easy on Dahui…
I poured every drop of mana into my remaining arm.
“It’s impossible…”
Pluto’s Hand activated.
Ryan’s eyes locked on my sword. Black hands slammed into him. He blocked my sword and the black hands.
He tried to block.
“With attacks like this… ugh?”
“If you can do Deadlock, then Nano Hands should be possible too.
Can you really block forty tiny black hands?
Ryan’s body collapsed. A 5% chance. He died.
Instant Death Curse deactivated.
Lionheart had died, so the curse lifted.
Player ‘Ryan Lionheart’ has been slain.
Black Magic Lv.28 ▶ Lv.35
Mana Lv.45 ▶ Lv.47
“We won…!”
But the price was brutal. Titania was dead. Most of the 4★ players had died.
“Orde…?”
Before I could even find him, the world spun.
> [Command or AI output]
> [Response line]
Return by Death activated.
“Huh?”
I wasn’t dead yet. I could use a potion and live. No point in regressing for no reason. I woke up in front of the academy.
“Hey! Kim Jinwoo!”
Yoo Dahui jumped into my arms. “I told you not to do dangerous things! Didn’t I?!”
Her hands immediately started groping my ass. “Ass okay? Not hurt?”