#28. The Sorcerer (2)
"The Shadow Spirit opened the door."
Outside the cabin, a desperate-looking man stood. Humans again. The man had been thoroughly rutted until his body was completely limp, and he stepped straight into the cabin as if that was the most natural thing in the world.
*No way. Damn stupid bastard.*
The Shadow Spirit took him in without a second thought. Judging by how he was disguising himself as the fat village chief, the guy’s intelligence must have completely rotted.
“Boarte? What the hell is that bone sticking out in front of the cabin? When did they start decorating with that…?”
The man’s gaze naturally landed on us.
The man clenched his fists in frustration and muttered.
“This bastard…!”
The door was wide open, and there was no wall blocking the view between the man and us. Of course not. Elysha and Elena were both completely naked, their creamy white skin on full display.
“Kyaaaah!”
“Princess?!”
Elysha hid herself in a panic, trying to cover herself from the outsider’s eyes.
Elena, who had been licking my cock, straightened up and looked at Elysha.
Ironically, Elena didn’t seem to care one bit that the man was scanning her up and down.
“Eh? What?! Boarte! This fucking bastard was enjoying himself with the elves by himself! He had one of the big-dick guys and was enjoying himself, right?!”
“That’s not it….”
“What do you mean ‘that’s not it’?! Do you think I sent Cheongun here to watch you do this?!”
The man spewed out words I couldn’t understand. Even I, who’d read the novel, had no clue what he was saying.
*War…*
It was clear that massive changes had happened to the world before Yu Dahui appeared in the novel.
I was standing right in the middle of that vortex right now.
I stepped out into the living room with absolute calm.
My glistening cock, still dripping with spit, was the perfect symbol of what we’d been doing just moments ago.
It had been transmuted into my own personal confidence.
“Hello. I am Kim Jinwu.”
“Kim Jinwu? Boarte, what the hell is this guy doing, introducing himself to me?”
The man asked the Shadow Spirit, his posture snarling.
It was as if he was looking down at Boarte.
“Get out. Just get out.”
“Boarte?”
I had the Shadow Spirit throw him out.
The sight of the fat village chief turning pitch black and vanishing was shockingly abrupt.
The man looked around in confusion, searching for Boarte.
The bastard was already dead. How the hell was he supposed to come when called?
“Tell me who is at war with whom. I’ll decide whether to spare you or kill you after I hear.”
“I’m just going to kill you. I saw your body, so I can’t spare you.”
“…Even saying it that way is smooth. I’ll kill you even if you don’t tell me.”
I soothed Elena, who was fuming, and stepped in front of the man.
“You bastard… Where’s Cheongun? How did you…?”
“I killed him. Thanks to that, I got to eat at this house too.”
“Killed…? Cheongun…?”
The man stepped back as if he couldn’t believe it.
From his reaction, Cheongun must have been a pretty strong guy.
“Anyway, hurry up and talk. Who is fighting who?”
Maintaining dominance on the second floor meant holding the store at the center of the island.
That meant the force controlling the store controlled the second floor.
Players who couldn’t climb to the third floor naturally joined the store war, and those who survived and grew in that bloody battle moved up to the third floor.
Even when Yu Dahui climbed to the second floor, there was a force holding the store.
It wasn’t Wang Gohan, the Heavenly Demon.
*White Dragon, Isilia.*
A dragon, no less.
A dragon recovering its power after normalization.
Isilia was about to overturn the situation Wang Gohan had dominated.
“Was it you who killed Boarte and Cheongun?”
“Yeah. You figured it out? The skeleton outside is their bodies.”
“…You’re using sorcery.”
“Well, when you look at it that way, it is sorcery.”
The man’s expression grew serious.
He was clearly thinking hard to survive.
“I’ve never seen guys like you in this village.”
“Since you just climbed today.”
“You mean you came up from the first floor today?”
“Yeah. You don’t want me to talk too long, do you? Hurry up and say it. Who is fighting who right now?”
I hated dragging things out.
It was just me confirming changes in information I already knew. I didn’t want to prolong it.
“If I tell you, will you spare me?”
“Listen first.”
“…I don’t think you’ll spare the elves behind you.”
“It’s fine. I’m the master here.”
I waved at Elena.
Elena pouted and came over, pressing herself against my side.
I groped her ass to show the master-servant relationship.
The man’s eyes flickered strangely.
As if he saw hope.
“…If you came from the first floor, you don’t know anything about the second floor.”
“Well, yeah.”
“Would a short explanation be okay?”
“I don’t want you talking too long, so stop asking and just tell me.”
The man swallowed.
His gaze stayed fixed on Elena.
“You know there are no safe zones on the second floor, right?”
“I know.”
“But the store is no different. The only store isn’t a safe area either. It’s just being guarded by so many people, so there’s no reason you can’t get attacked at any time.”
Store items are automatically replenished.
By the System, they keep refilling the designated items.
If you hold the store, living on the second floor isn’t that inconvenient.
“Wang Gohan’s force is pretty big, but you’ll never beat them in this war. Even if he gathers players, it’s impossible.”
“Who are you fighting?”
“A dragon… If that bitch hadn’t butted in… I probably would have lived comfortably for at least a generation.”
“Comfortably my ass. You were causing chaos with the store, weren’t you?”
“That’s….”
The man couldn’t continue.
How the hell did I know that?
When Sodahee reached the third, fourth, and fifth floors after the second.
The starting point suddenly reset, bringing on a slump.
So I wandered the lower floors with the coins I had and played for about a year.
I fucked newbies who knew nothing, slept with the ones who were doing well on each floor.
After Isilia left following Sodahee, the second floor ecosystem was maintained by simply milking the bottom.
The village chiefs, called like that, sent their assigned coins to the store, and the store side sent items only available at the store to the villages.
In between, ruthless exchange rates tormented the lower people.
*Adaptation so they can survive?* When the power of civilization is right in front of them, what the hell does adaptation even mean?
Besides that, they made up all sorts of reasons to exploit the coins, and the lower people kept dying while desperately trying to get coins.
Sodahee had no choice but to turn a blind eye and leave.
Intervening in the lower floors was almost impossible for a five-star Sodahee.
“So? Did you come to take Boarte and Cheongun?”
If I wanted the story I knew to continue, Wang Gohan had to die right here.
When Sodahee met Isilia who had taken over the store and climbed to the third floor.
That meant she was crawling into hell.
Coming to die with Boarte and Cheongun…
“…I came to live. Boarte had a debt to me….”
“But Boarte is dead, right?”
The man made an absurd face.
“I told you everything you wanted. So you have to keep the promise…”
“What promise? There’s nothing I promised you.”
Elena drew her sword.
“You, you’re acting like this just because you saw my body? You only saw one woman’s body?!”
“Yeah.”
“It’s not like it’s worn out! And how do you even know what was shown when you first came?!”
“I can feel wronged. But what can I do about it.”
I manipulated the safe-zone system.
I kicked the man outside and planned to kill him.
“If I was the one doing that play, it would be my fault, but you saw me when I wasn’t even doing the play at all. So you have to die.”
“Fucking bastard!”
The moment the man was driven out of the cabin, he started running.
Slash—!
Elena wrapped her arms around the swinging chest and swung the sword.
The man’s head rolled on the dirt floor.
“…Clean it up a little below.”
“You didn’t have time to clean?…”
Cum was dripping down Elena’s thighs.
I handed her a tissue.
Elena took the tissue I gave her and wiped her ass.
“It keeps coming out… How expensive is this… Ah, even my fingers go in so easily…”
Elena grumbled while going back into the cabin and scraping out the cum stuck inside.
Her plump ass looked so good I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
“You… what kind of bastard are you…?”
Just as I was about to turn back into the cabin, a familiar voice came from behind.
Hose was already pointing at the corpse and trembling.
“You know who that guy is?”
“Who?”
“He’s a demon cultist. He’s the strongest force on the second floor right now…!”
Some of the village people stared at me with shocked eyes.
The players’ gazes were shaking.
I was naked, yet their eyes felt electric.
This bastard has exhibitionism or something.
“Our village is finished! The demon cult is coming to punish us!”
“Boarte-hyung was holding them back! It’s all because of you!”
“We have to run! Before the demon cult comes…!”
The news was slow.
They didn’t even know there was a war going on.
They didn’t know that the demon cult would be defeated today and the store would turn into a dragon lair.
*How the hell don’t they know that?*
White Dragon Isilia.
She took over the store and was enjoying herself inside it.
The moment she took over the store, nothing from the store could be sold anywhere else.
*Regressor Yu Dahui won’t become the store itself.*
There was no inventory limit.
As long as there were coins, I could accumulate endless items.
Sodahee had walked around all the cities on the first floor and looted the store.
She almost cleaned it out completely before climbing to the second floor.
*In the end, it doesn’t matter since she became friends with Isilia.*
The protagonist had that kind of power.
No matter who the opponent was, he could turn them into allies.
“What are you going to do?! It’s all going to die because of you!”
“Ah, shut up. Just die, then.”
“W-what?!”
The players who had been cursing at me started spewing more insults.
“This bastard just came and ran away!”
“Humans, how dare you say we’re the trash?!”
“Die first, you trash!”
Players who couldn’t control their anger reached out toward me.
Slash—!
“Aaaaah!”
“My arm! My aaaaarm!”
“It’s cut! It’s cut!”
The moment their hands touched me, they were cleanly severed.
I hadn’t even moved.
A few players who had lost their arms howled and ran away.
When I turned around, Elena was still naked and walking toward me.
Elena’s gaze scanned my crotch.
“…What is this again, Kim Jinwu?”
“Elena, you think I’m sexy because you’re so hot?”
“…Do you think I’ll be happy if you say that? On the contrary, it’s gross.”
“It’s not like I said it because I like you.”
I pulled out another [Gel] from my inventory.
“Hurry up and finish and stick your ass out.”
“Eek…!”
The players’ eyes widened.
They were staring at a naked couple acting silly, so how could normal thinking even happen?
“T-this…!”
“H-how do I do it, Mr. Hose?”
“I can’t even….”
The various species whispered among themselves.
They had started it, but they clearly couldn’t handle the aftermath.
So they had to die.
“Kuooook!”
I immediately absorbed as much life force as possible.
Most of them were players whose arms were cut off.
Sudden injury was excellent material to gnaw at their mental strength.
Puff—!
“Kyaaaah!”
Elena’s sword stabbed someone.
From the way it was stabbing instead of cutting, it seemed like she was aiming for slight injury.
Between the spraying blood, Hose glared at me with a panicked face.
“Y-you bastard….”
“If you want to live, fight back.”
“Uaaaaah!”
The result was already decided.
Hose’s strength was lower than mine, and the rest didn’t seem that high either.
[‘Black Magic Lv.11’ ▶ ‘Black Magic Lv.12’]
The players became ingredients for my black magic.
After dealing with the rebellious players, a dragon roar echoed from far away as I was cleaning up the corpses.
Dragon roar.
A sharp sensation brushed past my nape.
“…Eh?”
[‘Pluto’s Slave’ is confirmed within a certain range.]
My senses were pointing toward the center of the island.