#66. Saintess Yoo Dahui (2)
“……”
Strange memories came flooding back.
They were as vivid as yesterday’s events—clear, like something I had lived through myself.
“What the hell?”
Christina couldn’t believe the memories.
In the vision, Sally was wrapped in the arms of another man.
The woman who had always hated rape was now taking another man’s cock instead of her husband’s.
She moaned in ecstasy, drooling as she came.
I didn’t want to believe it, but I had no choice.
Christina’s instincts screamed that the memories were real.
“Should I ask Sally?”
Christina shook her head.
It was better to dismiss it as her own fantasy.
She didn’t want to hurt Sally.
A premonition-like delusion.
Thinking that way, her heart felt a little lighter.
Time passed like that.
Maybe because of those oddly ominous memories, Sally’s behavior had started to look strange.
She kept spacing out during patrols, and she returned to the fields late without reporting in.
She wasn’t the type who did that…
Christina’s worry for Sally grew day by day.
Then Sally came looking for her.
“Saintess Christina.”
“Ah, Sally… what’s wrong?”
Christina’s face flushed red when she saw Sally.
Meeting alone like this felt strangely embarrassing.
In her mind, the Sally from the vision kept flashing before her eyes.
That man who called himself a saint, and how he filled Sally with his seed…
“I-um… if it’s not too much trouble…”
“Go on, tell me. Is there something worrying you? Or did something happen at the fields?”
Christina jumped in before she could change her mind.
She believed she could find out what was wrong with this odd version of Sally lately.
Sally hesitated for a long time before speaking.
“It might be a heavy request… but Saintess Christina.”
“Yes, Sally. What is it? I’ll do anything I can.”
“Let me pass through the west side of my territory.”
It was an unexpected request.
Sally’s territory sat right on the edge of the area—the most dangerous zone.
It was already terrifying enough, yet she was insisting on it, so Christina had no choice but to let her go.
“The west…”
Suddenly, a thread of memory sliced through Christina’s mind.
The room where the Saint lived was exactly on the west side of Sally’s territory.
“No way…”
Sally was asking to go see that saint? No, that couldn’t be.
It was ridiculous.
Her own delusion, a premonition, some inexplicable phenomenon.
She thought that.
Sally couldn’t possibly be carrying something this bizarre.
“How is that even possible?”
Sally’s absurd request clashed with everything she knew about the usual Sally.
It could only be explained by the Saint’s memory.
But how? Why? How could someone inject such vivid memories?
It felt more like an experience than a memory—something words couldn’t quite capture.
“Is this the goddess Pussh’s ability?”
Christina’s thoughts had already led her to the gods.
As a priestess, she assumed it was divine power without needing Kim Jinwoo to explain.
“It really is…”
Even with holy power, he didn’t feel like a saint at all.
That was why she couldn’t trust the man in the vision.
But if he could prove something like this, Christina had no choice but to believe him.
“…”
“Okay. Go on ahead.”
“Thank you, Saintess Christina.”
“Instead, I’ll go with you. That’s fine, right?”
“Y-yes…?”
Sally couldn’t hide her shocked expression.
Christina had never imagined she would offer to accompany her.
That reaction only confirmed it in Christina’s mind.
“Sally has the same memories as me.”
Her curiosity toward the Saint of the goddess Pussh grew even stronger.
The soft, rhythmic sound of a woman’s breast filled the room, soothing both body and mind.
It was just flesh, just fat, right? So why did it feel so stabilizing?
“Should we head up right away?”
Yoo Dahui said while kneading my cock like it was a toy.
Her palm, sticky with precum, rubbed the head, sending another jolt through me.
“I don’t care either way.”
“Then let’s go up tomorrow. Nothing left to do on the 3rd floor anyway.”
If this story had stayed on the rails, there would have been plenty of things to do on the 3rd floor.
But a lot of the plot had already been twisted beyond recognition.
Because of that bastard wearing the mask, Yoo Dahui’s personality had changed…
Anyway, we no longer had any reason to stay on the 3rd floor.
Equipment was easily acquired up to 8-star level through Elena.
Plundering stats through territory wars had become meaningless now.
Even trying to farm stats through duels meant facing opponents who had already grown stronger than me.
There was no rival left on the 3rd floor.
“Yeah.”
“…”
“Do you really like breasts that much?”
“Yeah. I fucking love them.”
“Even kids aren’t—”
Yoo Dahui gave my cock a light squeeze.
Her sticky palm rubbed the tip.
“What about you?”
“Huh?”
“You don’t like cock?”
Yoo Dahui giggled and gently cupped my balls.
“No, I love it too. A ton.”
“…”
“You’re so sexy.”
Yoo Dahui spent the night on the bed, rolling around and kneading.
And then we climbed to the 4th floor.
The party had shrunk drastically compared to previous loops.
“Don’t tell me you’re not coming again? What am I supposed to do then?”
“I’ll come. Stop whining.”
We made a creampie lunchbox for Titania.
The amount of semen a healthy adult man could store was staggering.
“…”
“Knight squad play?”
“Ah!”
Elena let out a soft laugh.
“I almost forgot. Promise me you’ll do it next time.”
Elena and I pinky-promised.
Elena stayed behind with the elves on the 3rd floor.
Lastly, Isilia.
Even if we all climbed together, the chance of running into her was extremely low.
She didn’t seem to be looking for me specifically.
She lived her own way, with or without me.
Isilia had always been like that—independent as dragons usually are.
“I’ll stay on the 3rd floor too.”
Isilia’s regression was only half-complete.
It wasn’t a full loop.
She only received part of the memories of me and Yoo Dahui, and she didn’t feel the time we had passed.
If I didn’t approach her, the relationship felt strangely awkward.
“This time, I’ll just let it go.”
She needed a stronger stimulus to get the Submission Oath on her.
Since I couldn’t give it to her right now, there was no point wasting time.
In the end, only Yoo Dahui and I climbed the 4th floor.
Because of the heavy random elements, we couldn’t take anyone else.
“Alright, let’s survive and see.”
Even the boss monster on the 3rd floor, the King Slime, was a piece of cake for Yoo Dahui.
“…”
“Again with another woman? I’ll rip your balls off.”
“Ah, haha…”
Leaving Yoo Dahui’s cruel threat behind, we stepped through the portal to the 4th floor.
[Kim Jinwu (4★)]
[Current 'Rooms' Owned — 1.]
[Current Room — '905. 871.']
[Owner of '905. 871.' — Player Kim Jinwu]
[Strength + Lv.1]
As soon as we reached the 4th floor, the message appeared.
It was almost like a welcome greeting.
I immediately checked the room I was in.
“Oh shit…”
The coordinates on the 4th floor started at 0 in the top-left corner.
Northwest would be ‘0. 0.’
My current position was ‘905. 871.’
In the previous loop, my room had been ‘512. 112.’—summoned far from the main players.
“Not bad.”
I rationalized it that way.
It meant I could cause absolute chaos alone without anyone interfering.
The 4th floor wasn’t just Elena and Christina.
Other players had also claimed their own territories and were endlessly fighting each other.
I was going to have fun on this board.
“Again? You.”
I pulled out the white mask.
Now it was an item that felt incomplete without me.
Draga, draga.
I didn’t bother decorating the room and headed straight to the adjacent one.
It was better to get close to the hot spots even while rampaging.
I moved northwest.
[Current Room — '906. 871.']
[Owner of '906. 871.' — Player Roborien]
[Strength, Agility, Magic — Lv.3]
“Okay.”
I found the direction I was moving—east. Wrong way.
I needed to go back the opposite direction.
Unfortunately, no one was there.
I could guess the scale of their forces from the debuff levels.
It was a level where fighting wouldn’t make a difference.
“Rinha.”
—It had been so long.
I summoned the shadow spirit I had completely forgotten.
Because my stats were way higher than the skill’s level, Rinha was currently under a debuff.
Still, she was strong enough to be useful on the 4th floor.
“A man is no good… so transform into a woman.”
—I was originally neuter…
“Whatever. Let’s make the breasts bigger. Okay?”
Since I was bringing her along, a woman was better than a man.
Even if she was a neuter spirit, the view was worth it.
Plus, the texture felt pretty good when I actually touched her.
“It feels kind of gross.”
“Face changed.”
The shadow spirit had Yoo Dahui’s face.
Since she could change into any appearance, she could mimic all sorts of races.
“That’s perfect.”
I toned down the shadow spirit’s appearance to something normal.
It felt wrong to disguise her as Yoo Dahui.
It was enough that it would taste good.
“Let’s awaken or fight the boss this loop too.”
Elena’s regression had made big events obsolete, but since we were already here, I should at least enjoy the show.
The 4th floor boss monster was summoned in one of the neutralized rooms.
The “room” itself became the boss’s domain.
Players who wanted to reach the 5th floor had to hunt it.
It was no easy task, which was why most of them were either trapped in Orihime’s slave dungeon or living under the Christina Alliance.
Failed on 3rd, failed on 4th, failed on 5th…
Even though a huge number of players were still summoned to the 0th floor tutorial, the upper floors were always short-handed because of this situation.
Everyone could see how valuable 8-star player Elena was and how much trouble the raiding party had with her.
Still, a few groups occasionally made it to the 5th floor.
They just had a hard time finding the boss monster, but the raid itself wasn’t that difficult.
“Trial? Hah.”
What the hell I needed to overcome on the 4th floor had nothing to do with boss raids or awakening.
It was about beating Orihime—the oni.
That was the main content.
The rest was just extra.
From the 5th floor onward, the starting point would reset.
I was subtly going to guide the main event that ran through this entire novel.
I moved northwest.
Most of the rooms along the way were empty.
But the owners still existed.
You couldn’t steal or trade a room without meeting the owner.
That was why players with many rooms never left the center of the territory.
They endured with their slaves.
“Oh, lucky me.”
Sometimes the owner was inside the room.
Men killed, women fucked.
“AAAAAHHHH!”
Whether the opponent was strong or weak, rape always brought pleasure beyond the threshold.
Even if their appearance or body was one step below, the willpower to devour them was born.
[Current 'Rooms' Owned — 4.]
I had already stolen three rooms.
The awakening condition was fifty rooms, and I was already close to ten percent.
Not bad progress.
“Let’s stop here for now.”
I had come quite far.
I hadn’t moved by conquering rooms, so my current room stood alone like a failed island.
Every direction was someone else’s room.
I decorated it decently.
I laid traps in all four corners and installed a “normal house model” I bought.
Even though it was from the 2nd floor, the structure was simple, so it wasn’t expensive.
It was super small too.
If a player intruded, an alarm would sound automatically.
Perfect defense.
And then dawn came.
Of course, the alarm rang.
“Crap…”
I had been sleeping peacefully.
Not night duty, so what the hell?
“If you’re going out…”
I roughly summoned Rinha.
Even with a debuff, she was stronger than most players on the 4th floor.
She wouldn’t fall easily.
“Ooh!”
Yoo…!
Kiiieeeeeeeeeeeek!
I sent the shadow spirit down.
Before long, a grotesque scream echoed through the room.
It was accompanied by the sound of Rinha getting hit…
“……”
I sat up in bed.
Naturally, I suppressed my presence and raised my tension.
A being strong enough to reverse-summon Rinha…
I couldn’t be careless.
I pulled out my sword and leaned against the wall.
The opponent approached with relaxed footsteps.
The moment the shadow entered my view, I swung.
Swung it, but… there was a familiar scent somewhere.
Without realizing, I got hard.
Ching!
The opponent in the black mask lightly blocked my sword.
“This bastard… not ordinary?”
I had only met their sword.
But the difference in power was clear.
I swallowed hard.