Chapter 125
After rejoining the Knight Order, I followed them towards the mountain's summit.
Turns out, they hadn't actually destroyed the Altar yet.
They were simply able to quickly drive off Lemegeton because the Branch Leader had left her post. They had sent me reinforcements because they thought I might be struggling.
As a result, Livia had already escaped, and I was left waiting, my upper garment completely burned away.
It felt like they arrived too quickly, no matter how long I thought I'd been fighting.
*If only they'd come a little later...*
Because of that, I couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. Even though she had changed in an unfamiliar way, I wanted to talk to that girl, Livia, a little more. Honestly, it feels like the Knights are rarely helpful.
Chaerin then asked if I perhaps knew that person, Livia.
As I walked quietly, Chaerin, who was beside me, asked. It seemed she had noticed some connection when Livia first reacted so strongly. There was no reason to hide it anyway.
Well... it's not like I've lived in the Forest my whole life.
I briefly told her about my past. I was an orphan, lived in an Orphanage, and almost got executed when I was 10. She was a kid I often hung around with back in that Orphanage. In a way, you could call her a childhood friend, couldn't you?
"Oh..."
When I explained this, Chaerin made a troubled expression.
It seemed the past story I'd casually shared was heavy for her. I hadn't intended to elicit such a reaction, honestly.
To ease the awkwardness, I added,
“Don’t take it too heavily. It’s all in the past anyway, and I don’t think much of it anymore.”
“Hmm... Yes, I understand.”
Fortunately, the atmosphere lightened quickly. Nobody really liked a heavy atmosphere.
Besides that, Chaerin was busy checking something else.
<F1>[Just uploaded that scene in high quality to a Post Address]<F1>
<F1>[Kya, Great Hero~]<F1>
<F1>[I will always worship you, Older Sister]<F1>
<F1>[The chest muscles are subtly visible through the blanket; my lower half is tingling]<F1>
<F1>[Saved it all! This is tonight's side dish!]<F1>
<F1>[A reply was kicked out by the stream host.]<F1>
It was her Stream Management.
Ugh, can everyone just be quiet? From now on, I'm blocking all sexual harassment comments. And what's Unnie doing not watching the stream at a time like this...
Come to think of it, I'd been feeling glances directed at me for a while now. They were the gazes of the Knights who had come to 'rescue' me, and the Otherworlders.
Especially the Otherworlders, and among them, the Streamers, had completely turned their screens towards me, eagerly watching, hoping to catch another scene.
It seemed that when my upper garment had burned off earlier, someone had uploaded the sight to the Community. I saw a few Viewers mentioning the picture uploaded in a post. Chaerin was in the process of suppressing those Viewers.
<F1>[As expected of the Streamer! She takes care of NPC Human Rights perfectly!!!]<F1><F1>[An otaku bastard over-immersed in the game... I shouldn't say that, right?]<F1><F1>[Chaerin, your stream is fun, but sometimes when you show these over-immersed moments, I feel like slapping you Yeah.]<F1>
Of course, the Viewers' reactions weren't very good.
At some point, I started to feel like I was being consumed as a Cyber Male Prostitute... Given the nature of the internet, if you had looked hard enough, wouldn't someone have drawn some *ya-jjal* (lewd fan art)? The thought honestly gave me goosebumps.
But to be honest, it didn't really bother me. It was a sight I had already grown accustomed to, and I wasn't being consumed in a negative way. Rather, I was even curious. What kind of posts were appearing in the Community they were looking at...?
Of course, there was no way for me to see them. My 'Player's Eye' could only confirm the System Windows that Otherworlders were seeing.
“...”
Thinking about this made me curious again. Why did the 'Player's Eye' skill appear for me, of all people? It seemed other Gaians couldn't see the chat window like I could. Why me, specifically?
“...Hmm.”
No matter how much I thought about it, no answer came.
So, I decided to just ask about it sometime soon.
There was no point in thinking about it alone, and while I used to hide it to avoid unnecessary attention, that wasn't the case anymore.
With my status as a Manifestor already exposed, what more was there to hide?
So, I tucked that question away in my mind.
And after walking for a short while, we reached the mountain's summit.
At the top of the Stone Mountain, a flat altar was visible in the center. It wasn't like Barbatos, with a part of his body sticking out, but a considerable amount of demonic energy was emanating from nearby.
As soon as I arrived, Haneul greeted me.
“Glad you’re safe... Where are your clothes?”
“They all burned off.”
Her gaze briefly drifted downwards, below the blanket. Her eyes widened, and a faint blush crept onto her face.
But that was only for a moment. Soon, she spoke in a flustered voice, taking off her Mage robe.
“W-would you like to wear my clothes for now? No matter what, it’d be less embarrassing for a woman to be undressed than a man...”
“Ah, no. Just put it away. Please.”
I hastily stopped her. While I appreciated the thought, I felt like I wouldn't be able to control myself if she did. Sometimes, she underestimated the destructive power of her chest. There were many Knights and Adventurers here; I couldn't cause a scene.
After finally calming her down, I watched the Altar's Destruction. The method of destroying the Altar was simple yet brutal. It was literally smashing the Altar with brute force. Honestly, it looked quite fun.
However, unfortunately, I couldn't participate in that enjoyable event. I wanted to join in and relieve some stress, but alas, with my clothes all burned off, I could only watch.
*What a shame...*
I'll have to take out this accumulated stress on Chaerin later.
Still, perhaps because there were many Powerful Individuals, it didn't take long to destroy it. This battle ended in a clear victory.
“Thank you for participating this time.”
Amidst the Knights' sighs of relief and the Adventurers' cheers, Serena approached me and said,
“It’s a shame we missed the Branch Leader... but thanks to you, we were able to win very easily.”
I had actually just let her go. I simply kept quiet. It wasn't news I needed to deliver to a Knight, after all. Serena said she would give me a reward later when we returned, then left to command her Subordinates again.
“Everyone, well done! It’s getting late, so let’s descend quickly!”
And so, without a moment's rest, we descended the mountain.
*The next day, we departed from Stone Mountain without further delay.*
“Oh, something just occurred to me.” “Hm?” “What is it?” “Are there, like, sexy pictures of me circulating on the internet you guys look at?” “Pfft—! Cough, cough!” “W-why are you suddenly asking that?!”
I chatted casually with my Companions. And so, I returned to my beloved Cave.
*
For everything, there is a corresponding pornography. What I mean is, any character that appears in popular media will be consumed sexually in some way. Whether it's drawing actual *ya-jjal*, writing *ya-seol* (lewd fan fiction), or simply spewing out desire-filled posts. Just seeing how many people on the internet want to be *ridden* by horses was enough to know. This is the so-called Rule 34 Law.
<F1>[Ya-jjal coming through]<F1>
This is the super hot scene I captured today. If this isn't *ya-jjal*, then what is? lolol
<F1>[lolol true]<F1>
<F1>[I worship Branch Leader-nim... please burn more for us in the future]<F1>
<F1>[Saw this and decided to join Lemegeton]<F1>
<F1>[NPC with an insane body]<F1>
Look at those ripped muscles. Wow! Incredible!
I thought I liked delicate men, but I guess not.
<F1>[Strong Man... Normal Libido...]<F1>
<F1>[No, lolol, with that tattoo on his collarbone, it's seriously hot lolol]<F1>
<F1>[Who took this? Chaerin, that one?]<F1>
<F1>[Reply No, no, that bastard is busy covering him up these days because they got close]<F1>
<F1>[Reply What a bitch]<F1>
<F1>[I'm going to draw the lower half based on that scene]<F1>
Will you look if I draw it?
<F1>[Are you even asking? Damn right I'll look]<F1>
<F1>[We'll be waiting eagerly, Great Hero]<F1>
And Yor was not immune to that law. It was inevitable. *Demon's Saga* was the most popular game in Reality, and as such, there were many people who delved deep into it.
It wasn't just limited to Yor, either. If someone was moderately popular, “those kinds” of pictures and posts would be created and spread about them.
For example, the Receptionist Kyle at the remote Adventurer Guild, or the Empire's 4th Knight Commander Reilly, was also subject to this law. Even Odelia Fafnilla, who was especially popular among 'Men,' was consumed to that extent... which said it all.
Of course, many people viewed this negatively. Even if they were NPCs, they were almost indistinguishable from real people, so there was naturally some aversion.
However, sexual desire is inherently a very powerful force, so many people ignored such voices. This was the so-called Confrontation of Reason and Desire.
“Phew... that surprised me. No, why are you suddenly asking that?”
Yu Chaerin, the Editor with unusually large breasts, was exactly the kind of person who fell in the middle.
After arriving in the City, Haneul, who had parted ways with her Companions, immediately logged out of the game. She had filmed several videos, so she needed to edit them. She was also curious about why the chat window had been in such an uproar.
Haneul, who had been focused on climbing Stone Mountain, hadn't had a chance to check Chaerin's stream. So, she first browsed the internet community. Chaerin's stream now had a considerable following, and as such, many posts were uploaded to the internet. This made it quite convenient to get a general idea of the highlights.
It was only natural that Haneul discovered Yor's semi-nude picture upon entering the internet. Just like the first time she encountered him, his muscular, pale skin was starkly visible. Haneul's face flushed with surprise.
“Oh, my god.”
She had seen it once a long time ago, but it was still an incredible body to behold. A well-trained physique contrasted with pale skin. And the dark red pattern on his collarbone gave off a somewhat delinquent vibe.
Even if that tattoo had naturally appeared when he was 10 years old... it inevitably brought up many thoughts from a viewer's perspective. It was like seeing a bully from the viewer's school days.
In any case, it was a very stimulating photo. Was it really okay for something like this to just be circulating?
I should save it first.
Haneul clicked her tongue inwardly but saved the picture to a folder anyway. Though her reason was quite conservative, the desire inherent within her was honest.
To be frank, it was one of her small hobbies: saving a suitable picture of him to a folder from those occasionally circulating on the internet.
Of course, she felt guilty every time she did this... but at the same time, seeing her gradually growing folder filled her with satisfaction.
Perhaps because of the guilt, all the pictures she saved were only of Yor.
Looking at these pictures, she sometimes wondered. If just semi-nudity had this much destructive power, what would full nudity be like...? Thinking this made her feel a little apologetic, yet she couldn't stop imagining.
Amidst this, another post appeared on the internet. It was from the User who had briefly disappeared, claiming to be drawing *ya-jjal*.
<F1>[Alright, I'm done]<F1>
I just roughly manipulated the bottom part of the picture. Anyone who wants to see it: take a look. (https://puxiv.net.dssdasd...)
<F1>[Kyaaa Great Hero]<F1>
<F1>[This is tonight's side dish]<F1>
<F1>[Ah, thank you. I was just wondering what to use today lol]<F1>
“What?!”
Haneul was first taken aback by this. And then, for a moment, she felt angry.
She thought, *this is just too much*. No matter how much she liked a character, consuming it like this was crossing a line.
She seriously considered pressing the Report Button in the gallery.
But that was only for a moment...
“...*Ahem*.”
Ultimately, unable to resist her curiosity, she quietly clicked the Post Address. She decided she would judge it after seeing it.