Chapter 168
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 168
Chapter Title: Ninth Sister Siri (2)
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Soft music drifted gently.
The room was comfortably warm.
The mattress was plush, the bed sheets soft against the skin.
'As expected, the outside is better...'
This place had too many distractions for proper training.
Delicious food, handsome men, captivating videos that stole one's gaze, peaceful ambiance.
Everything conspired to drag living beings into weakness.
Here, there was no need to struggle to climb higher.
No looming crisis that you'd be trampled if you didn't rise.
'That's why Amazoness should never venture out here.'
In this world, anything you desired could be yours with the right mindset.
Sure, there were occasional powerhouses rivaling her sisters, but they didn't leisurely stroll these places.
And even if she encountered one, they wouldn't know her abilities.
She could strike their blind spot for victory or vanish swiftly to escape.
The absolute law governing this world was survival of the fittest.
The weak got devoured by the strong.
The outside teemed with beings weaker than her, with scarce encounters of the mighty, making it easy to grow complacent in power.
With enough will, she could turn most fantasies in her mind into reality.
'Settling here would lead to extinction as a living being someday.'
She'd abandon growth and settle into comfort.
Become a so-called villainous criminal, reveling outside until captured by top Hunters,
or sell out Amazoness secrets for outsider protection, scrambling to live like them.
'The nameless elf and the youngest would end up the same. Unable to return to Amazoness, losing the will to grow stronger, reduced to crawling on the ground.'
In that case, she had no need to intervene.
No obligation to kill them if they survived, nor to avenge them if they died.
A snake that doesn't gaze at the heavens can never become a dragon.
Quarreling with those who forsake becoming dragons held no meaning.
Wasting stamina and time on trash vowing to crawl was sheer stupidity.
'I've done my part. Time to rest a bit and grind some levels.'
After the elf and Miho joined the Raiders Guild, their traces vanished.
Even sending snakes to extract info proved futile amid tightened security; infiltrating the guild grounds was tough.
'Means my info's leaked to Raiders already? They're smashing every snake they spot...'
A tiny snake survived, but the vast guild grounds limited intel.
She'd quietly tracked event-related figures and deployed snakes around them, yet yields were meager.
The sixth sister ordered close watch on the youngest.
Kill her if possible, even.
But Siri had no intent to fulfill that dutifully.
'I'm trying, but things aren't panning out. This level's just right.'
If they wanted more, they should've handled it themselves instead of sending her.
One must solve their own problems.
Entrusting tasks to others and expecting success was the height of folly.
'Miho started off fierce and resolute... looked promising.'
Her unyielding spirit was admirable.
Siri had thought she'd make a fine rival for ascending.
'But she got distracted by nonsense...'
Even now, many sisters bustled to form their factions.
Aiming to achieve as groups, not individuals.
But such childish games crumbled before overwhelming power.
No matter how many snakes gathered, they couldn't slay a dragon.
'Probably wanted to be like the third sister.'
Miho must've dreamed of building her own kingdom like the third.
The third had relocated to another sinkhole, forging a solid force.
By sheer numbers, she now surpassed Amazoness.
Yet even she bowed to the second or first sister.
That was Siri's goal.
Absolute power no mob could touch, no matter their horde.
'To achieve that.......... Ngh!? Wh-what's this!? Oh no♥'
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"Oh... Worried it'd be a creepy snake, but it's not gross-looking at all."
In stopped time, he'd ransacked room by room and finally found Siri.
Siri was an ordinary woman around 160cm tall with B-cup breasts.
Her standout feature: hair a deeper green than the elf's.
"Face has gotta be pretty, right?"
Lifting the towel over her face revealed pale, striking features.
Straight nose, red lips, thin dark brows.
No makeup, yet her beauty drew involuntary praise.
"Nice. Siri, huh? Name rings like mid-tier basilisk... but looks pass! You're our house pet number two from today."
He carefully pried open Siri's mouth.
Her oddly cool skin and sharp fangs inside evoked snakes instantly.
"Not as icy as Isum-noona, though. Just a bit chilly?"
First, he squeezed Miho's fresh pussy juices—milked from her masturbation minutes ago—into Siri's mouth.
The fluid pooled, trickling into her body bit by bit.
Next, he wrung cum from Miho's clean asshole into Siri's mouth. Massaging her throat made the thick load slide down properly.
"Now, let's check the pussy."
He climbed onto the bed, settling between her legs.
Stroking thighs and legs reaffirmed her overall low body temp.
Slowly peeling off the massage lingerie revealed his preferred bald pussy, smooth and hairless.
Not waxed—innately smooth like Ji-su's, no growth at all.
"Oh... Body's average, but pussy's top-tier."
He spread the entrance with fingers to peer inside.
Legs splayed wide, hole gaping, yet Siri lay still, eyes closed.
"Yeah... that's the thrill of Time Stop... Ah, not a virgin, huh."
Finger-probing yielded tight, cool walls—no hymen snag.
"Makes sense... Among villains who rape men to death and kill women, virgins don't exist."
This time, skipping Miho's fluids, he grabbed plain massage oil.
Squirting slick oil deep into Siri's pussy.
"Since it's used goods anyway, no mercy—gonna pound it raw?"
Squelch! Splurt splurt!
Thrusting his cock straight in, oil overflowed with lewd sounds.
No time to savor her depths leisurely.
Under two minutes left.
Another Time Stop! would allow indulgence, but he saved it for pounding Isum-noona tonight.
'Isum-noona's probably anticipating nighttime fun too.'
Siri's cool pussy evocatively recalled Isum-noona's chill one.
"Lemme see... tits..."
Siri's were pert-tipped mounds.
Areolas modest, tips dark.
"Shame... Prefer pink over raisin vibes..."
Grumbling, he latched onto a nipple.
At least a full minute of mad thrusting in this pose.
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[Ding!] [Time begins to flow again!]
[Ding!] ['Time Stop Uncle' curse activates!]
[Mission success!] [Curse Siri resting in the massage shop!]
[Success reward!] [Penis Length +2cm]
A sharp, pleasant sting signaled his cock lengthening as he sighed in relief.
Siri froze mid-moan, pussy and ass brimming with his cum.
Senses fully returned, desperate to scream and thrash, but body time halted—she internalized it all.
Thankfully, the curse absorbed the cum inside instantly, preventing immediate curse resolution.
"Hey. Hear me?"
To test, he withdrew and slowly rubbed his cock along her pussy again.
She'd surely feel the glans grazing her folds and his voice clearly.
"Body heating up, huh? Agonizing? I got a taste of Miho's juices—it's no joke."
Spreading her cum-stuffed pussy wide, he continued.
"Big bro'll pound once more. Now 18cm, so relax and enjoy. Got it?"
Miho's juices only in her mouth left him unrestricted.
Gripping her taut waist, he resumed thrusting.
Internal creampie would temporarily resolve the curse, so no cumshots,
but sustaining Time Stop sex satisfied him fully.