Taste Test (2)
Elena smiled brightly. To me, that smile looked like she was teasing me. It was like choosing the long way around when an easy path was right there.
Growth…
It was good. Growth was a good thing. But I didn’t particularly crave it. I wasn’t desperate enough to chase after it.
I drew my sword. I wondered if I should pick up a shield too.
With this kind of feeling, catching up is almost impossible.
This was a dilemma I’d been mulling over for a while. Was it really the right way to grow like Yoo Dahui using just a simple sword and shield? If so, I’d never be able to beat her. The image of me trailing behind a regressor, always just a little below her, felt completely wrong.
I need to change.
It was a kind of form-change. I planned to use black magic as a base and apply various techniques.
This time, one-handed sword.
Gripping the iron sword, I pointed it at the potbellied village chief in an awkward stance. My legs were spread at a comfortable width, and even though it was a one-handed sword, I held it with both hands.
“…Who the hell are you people?”
“If you want to live, pick up your weapon.”
Elena warned him. The potbellied chief flinched and drew his spear, then shouted indignantly.
“You’re gonna kill me anyway! You trash elf bitch!”
“If you beat this man, I’ll let you live.”
“How am I supposed to believe that!”
The potbellied chief charged in. He cut off his own words and launched a surprise attack.
Pluto’s Hand
“Ugh!”
A black hand suddenly shot up and smacked his spear aside. Another black hand followed, slamming hard into his abdomen. The fact that it possessed physical force yet remained invisible gave it an enormous advantage in combat.
Not bad. My black magic level went up, so the efficiency improved too.
Did I really need a shield for defense? I solved that question with Pluto’s Hand.
“You didn’t take over the village by luck, huh? You’re pretty quick.”
“Don’t act cocky just because you’ve got an elf on your back, you bastard!”
The potbellied chief had no hope. He already knew that no matter where he went, he was going to die.
Clang—!
I felt it through my grip. Even swinging the spear with one arm, it carried decent weight. His raw strength was higher than mine. Now that I’d tested it, I understood. He was more than capable of devouring an entire village.
If Elena hadn’t been here, I would’ve regressed multiple times just to kill him.
A laugh slipped out.
Thanks, Pluto.
The potbellied chief glared at me while blood dripped from his wounds. Fury seemed to pour from the spear tip aimed at me. Whether he’d lost his mind or not, black energy began to rise from him in a strange surge. I absorbed his life force, and the chief let out a grotesque sound, his body trembling.
“Krrgh…! D-die…!”
Right before death, the chief charged at me, consumed by madness. His belly fat visibly shrank before my eyes. Life-force absorption was doing the work of liposuction too.
Fucking insane.
I sliced off the chief’s head. Cutting down a half-dead corpse was the easiest thing in the world.
Player ‘Borte’ has been defeated.
3,000 coins acquired!
The head fell with a dull thud. My stats and skills didn’t increase. In short, it had been a waste of effort.
Cheongun, whose leg had been severed and who could no longer run, was staring at us.
“Spare me.”
Cheongun spoke boldly.
“If you came up from the 1st floor, you probably don’t know much about the 2nd floor’s ecosystem. Making unnecessary enemies isn’t a wise decision.”
“And that’s a reason not to kill you?”
“It is. I am a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Wang Gohan. Killing me is no different from attacking the Heavenly Demon himself.”
“Heavenly Demon Wang Gohan?”
Shit, had the novel I was reading changed? Even with countless dimensions existing, only a few were actually used. Among them, the murim world was just one. All murim-in were summoned from the same dimension. There were cases where they didn’t know each other because of different time periods, but…
Was there a Heavenly Demon named Wang Gohan?
In this novel, there was only one Heavenly Demon. Dokgo Hwang. Because he had been summoned when he was already old, he wasn’t much of a threat inside the Tower of Struggle.
He didn’t even hit on Yoo Dahui.
That was actually a pretty difficult thing to do. Dokgo Hwang had treated Yoo Dahui like a daughter and taught her martial arts. In return, Yoo Dahui had carried on the enlightenment he gained while dying into the next regression.
“Ah, I don’t know. Just kill him.”
“W-wait! Are you really going to kill me? Aren’t you afraid of the Heavenly Demon?!”
“Nope. Not scared.”
I had Elena. I didn’t know what kind of bastard Wang Gohan was, but at best he was a 2-star player. If he awakened on the 2nd floor, then 3-star.
“Elena, take care of him.”
“…Trash.”
“No, something’s been weird since earlier. Why do you keep calling people trash?”
Elena didn’t even respond to my words and simply ended Cheongun’s life. Cheongun died without even being able to scream.
Safe Zone #1,209 acquired!
The cabin that had belonged to the potbellied chief became mine.
Good thing I’ve got something to say now.
When Yoo Dahui and I came up to the 2nd floor, I’d have to claim this house first.
We went straight into the cabin. The environment was on a completely different level from the dugouts, and genuine admiration came out first. Three rooms plus a kitchen-living room combo.
“Rest in whichever room you want.”
“I know without you telling me. Don’t give me orders.”
Elysha snapped back and began exploring the house. After wandering around, she came over to me.
“There’s a big room over there. Elena and I will use that one.”
“There are three rooms, so why share?”
“Because I want to. Don’t worry about it.”
Elysha said only what she wanted and went into the room. If her chest had been any smaller, I would’ve torn her mouth open.
This is really fucking nice.
There was no bathroom inside the cabin. There was something like a shower facility, but it was nothing more than a drainage ditch and a water bucket. It was on the same level as a high-end dugout. Still, for someone already adapted to the Tower of Struggle, even this much was something to be grateful for.
If I filled it with furniture bought from the 1st floor shop, living here wouldn’t be inconvenient at all.
Perfect.
The actual toilet was probably built outside. Expecting a flush toilet on the 2nd floor was asking too much. To enjoy flush toilets and running water, I’d have to go up to the 3rd floor. To reach the 3rd floor, I’d have to defeat the 2nd floor boss, split the sea, and take the portal that opened toward the horizon…
“Ugh.”
Just thinking about having to go that far even with Elena’s help made my breath catch. But if I used Elena to climb ahead, it would cause problems someday. I had no choice but to climb one floor at a time.
I don’t care about that right now.
I pulled the blanket off the bed and took a bed out of my inventory. Maybe because I’d put in a queen-size, the room looked ridiculously cramped. Then I called Elena.
The extension of the vibrator—your ass is what I’m curious about.
There’s a chance I’ll get caught, but…
If I was going to get caught, it should’ve happened a long time ago. For some reason, it still hadn’t. That meant she wasn’t using Insight’s Blessing on me. I didn’t know when she might get annoyed and use it, though.
I’ll think about that when the time comes.
If I’d thought through every single thing, I wouldn’t have raped Yoo Dahui. What kind of lunatic rapes a regressor so carelessly? Empty your mind. You’re going to regress anyway. Act first, think later.
Still, if I really do get caught, then let’s go with the rape meta.
That might actually be pretty fun too. From the starting point, I’d team up with Elena and keep fucking Yoo Dahui until she declared surrender. Then slap a Submission Oath on her.
…Not bad.
Creak—
The door opened. Elena looked at me with flushed cheeks and slipped inside.
“Why did you call me?”
“Why else would I call you? To have sex.”
“Is that so?”
Her cheeks were turning red, and her eyes were filled with anticipation.
She really is weird.
By the timeline, Elena and I hadn’t even known each other for ten days. It had only been a little over a week since I took her virginity and shoved a vibrator in her ass. So what the hell was with that reaction? Acting like she hated it but actually liking it—that sickeningly sweet attitude, what was that supposed to be?
It’s similar to last regression.
Back when we trained together for a whole month. We’d gotten pretty close. Close enough that I knew the panties that sometimes disappeared were Elena’s doing.
I patted the bed and spoke.
“Come here. Take off your pants.”
“Khh…”
“Stop pretending you don’t want it.”
“I-it’s not pretending! I really don’t want it!”
Elena fumbled as she took off her pants. Her pure white panties were soaked through. The sound of the vibrator’s buzzing seemed to reach all the way over here. I checked the switch. It really was set to “maximum.”
“You’re insane.”
“You told me to do this!”
“Yeah, I did.”
Come to think of it, this woman had sucked my dick and shaken her ass herself while getting fucked in front of Elysha. All under the excuse that she had no choice.
Maybe I should fuck her in front of Elysha.
That would probably get an even more lewd reaction out of her.
“So right now, you’re being forced by me?”
“That’s right! You’re using the Submission Oath to forcibly violate my body!”
“The Submission Oath, huh… Yeah, if I give a serious order, you won’t even be able to resist.”
“I already can’t resist much…”
Lie. My orders weren’t that strong. Except for the necessary parts, Elena barely received any commands. I smiled as widely as possible. The corners of my mouth lifting felt far too wicked.
“Then I can go harder?”
“Harder…?”
What was she thinking? Elena smiled foolishly with a strange sense of anticipation. It was an incredibly stupid smile. Who would look at this elf and think she was the strongest player in the current Tower of Struggle?
Elena hid her expression and spoke.
“I will never break.”
“…That doesn’t sound like something an elf who tried to get pregnant with my cum would say.”
Amusing. Hearing my words, Elena stroked her own stomach and muttered.
“The moment the child in my belly is born, you’ll die by my hand.”
“Yeah? Still, good thing you bred. Even if I die, raise the kid well.”
“…You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll handle it myself.”
Elves cherished life. Even a child born from rape, they wouldn’t abandon—they’d raise it with love. Elena kept stroking her stomach with a complicated expression. She wasn’t even actually pregnant, yet the way her ears twitched while she fantasized was pretty cute.
“Alright. Let’s get started.”
“H-huh? Are you going to play with my body however you want now? Hehe, I will never lose.”
“Yeah. First, go bring Elysha.”
“H-huh?!”
Elena went outside with a completely flustered face. Maybe because I’d given a fairly strong order, she couldn’t even resist.
“Elena, what’s wrong?”
“D-don’t touch the princess. Please, I’m begging you…!”
“What the hell did that trash Kim Jinwoo order you to do?!”
Elena dragged Elysha into the room. The moment Elysha saw me, she understood the situation.
“Cancel the order right now!”
Because she knew about the Submission Oath, she reacted even more sensitively.
“It’s nice seeing you actually resist for once.”
Elena’s resistance was mixed with lust, so it didn’t taste good. Thanks to Elysha, who genuinely despised me, this situation finally had flavor. Having someone on top of me was enough with Yoo Dahui. All other women belonged beneath me.
“You trash!”
“Princess, no! You can’t…!”
Elysha screamed and tried to rush at me. Elena grabbed her and held her back. This wasn’t my order. Elena had stopped her of her own will.
“This is dangerous. It’s really dangerous. If Kim Jinwoo gives a serious order, even I won’t be able to do anything. I won’t be able to protect you, Princess. It already seems impossible…”
Elena became passive the moment Elysha was involved. Elysha’s virginity was more important to her than her own.
“Elena, you don’t have to protect me. Just don’t submit to that man. Why are you submitting? The Submission Oath? Just overcome it!”
“I can’t. It feels like it’s carved deeper than my body…”
Elena looked like she knew something. I’d have to ask her later. Elysha didn’t yield to Elena’s words either. She kept screaming, her large breasts bouncing heavily.
“Even so, I can’t beg that man. Filthy black mage.”
“I can beg as many times as needed. I’m already too late, but if it means protecting the princess, I can beg however many times it takes. The princess should cherish her body and share love with someone she cares for.”
“My body isn’t more precious than Elena’s heart.”
Elysha was sincere. She didn’t want Elena’s unconditional sacrifice. My erection rose on its own.
“Oh, really? Then I’ll have to see how sincere you are.”
“K-Kim Jinwoo! Don’t touch the princess. I’ll do my best. So please, the princess’s body…”
“Elena! Don’t kneel to that bastard!”
When I spoke seriously, Elena flinched in surprise and came over to kneel in front of me. It wasn’t the lust-filled face from before—it was filled with genuine anxiety. That only excited me more.
“E-even so, no.”
“Kim Jinwoo!”
“Princess Elysha, if you care about Elena as much as you say, then strip. Let me see and decide.”
Crack—!
Elena’s hand clenched, and the cabin floor shattered.
“I-I’ll strip. Can’t you be satisfied with just me?”
“I said no.”
“Princess! You can’t!”
Swish—. Swish—.
Elysha removed her breast covering and crotch covering herself. I picked up the pieces that had fallen to the floor. Made of tiny scraps of cloth and a few strings—the traditional elf clothing.
“Hnn… ngh…”
When I approached, Elysha covered her breasts and crotch with her arms. Her body couldn’t be fully hidden. Elves were clearly a race made to be fucked.
“Hmm…”
“Kim Jinwoo! You goddamn bastard! I was an idiot for even thinking about the future while looking at you! I’ll kill you no matter what!”
“Huh? What are you saying?”
I handed the breast and crotch coverings Elysha had been wearing to Elena.
“Wearing this is hotter than being completely naked. What are you doing? Not putting it on?”
“H-huh…?”