Chapter 170
The Constellation known as the War God was currently in a deep predicament.
[War God-nim. Is this what they call love?]
It was a question from the avatar he had chosen. What did such words mean to the War God, who wielded various weapons like divine artifacts in battle? Love, he thought. Wasn’t that something only women indulged in? No, come to think of it, this child, Xue Li, his contracted avatar, was a woman. To be honest, that white-haired woman was a little ominous. She expressed affection for Xue Li, but her words sounded no different from a common man’s lusting after flesh. He would prefer to separate his avatar from her, but it seemed his avatar was already entangled with this ominous woman.
“What do you wish to do?”
The problem was that, looking into the eyes of that white-haired woman, he realized she didn’t seem like someone who would give up easily. If he couldn’t avoid it, perhaps confronting it was the best option. The white-haired woman was not an opponent that could be dealt with by force. The War God knew this much. She wasn’t someone who could be caught by force, but a being of a different caliber. He probably couldn’t win. To be frank, Xue Li had only recently begun to wield the power of a Constellation. He wasn’t even sure if his avatar could truly be hostile towards that woman right now.
[I do not know.]“Hmm.”
Even so, he couldn’t just leave his avatar be. One day, he had awakened, realized he was the War God, and, by chance, had formed a contract with Xue Li, who was fighting Monsters to survive. He found her admirable. Now, Xue Li, who had made that contract, was seeking his advice. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that something divine was connected to that woman as well. If so, he absolutely couldn’t leave it alone. Perhaps it would be better to keep her close. But she was a woman living in Cheonggu. Should he come to this Western Land to help his avatar? He observed that the white-haired woman didn’t seem to be obsessed. She was probably just seeking physical pleasure. If so, she might just leave. Yes. Now was not the time for feelings of affection. He had to be careful with his conduct until he achieved his great ambition.
“You must refuse.”
[Why?]
“Is it not your duty to save the suffering people of the Central Plains across the vast Continent? You have enjoyed enough pleasure; you must separate from that person.”
[But I don’t know what my feelings are.]
“You must endure. You have a great task to accomplish.”
[It is hard to endure. Whenever I see her, I want to surrender myself to her.]
“Then surrender yourself just a little.”
[I want to keep surrendering myself. Can’t I be with her?]
If that was the case, why was she asking for his opinion?
“Even so.”
[I want to be with her always. Something within me intensely desires her.]
“…You can’t even endure that much…”
[Is it truly impossible?]
“…”
To put it professionally, it was like talking to a brick wall, or water off a duck’s back. What more was there to say? He might as well just let her have what she wanted. He was the one who chose this avatar. He had to endure it with guts. It would have been better not to meet her in the first place, but since things had come to this, there was nothing he could do. Moreover, once one became a Constellation, they could know their avatar’s inner thoughts.
-I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you. I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you. I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you. I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you. I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you.
There was no answer. Fighting the Emperor was at least a physical confrontation, but this was truly hopeless. Yes. This was the avatar he had chosen. He had to endure it with guts. The War God sighed so deeply it felt like the ground would collapse.
“I don’t know either. Do as you wish.”
And so, the War God had to watch the women spew water at each other and kiss and suck for a while.
* * *
Yongyong-i is absolutely thrilled right now. The cool-looking woman clinging desperately in the picture was a sight to behold. Feeling the Uterus Pulsation, she, almost mistaking it for a helper, was leaking so much vaginal fluid that it was truly confusing, like a flood. Women with a lot of vaginal fluid are incredibly arousing. Thanks to that, Yongyong-i’s tail was thoroughly soaked in Xue Li’s vaginal fluid.
“Did we enjoy ourselves enough?”
“Yes. Now that the mission is complete, I should go back and report on Shenyang.”
I also wanted to meet Mingmei, the General of the Northwest Warlords. Isn’t she a woman? A General of the Northwest Warlords, no less. And she’s a woman. As a General, she must be young and firm, right? Pfft. I want to rush over and see her right now. I want to slurp and suck. But more than that, there was something I greatly appreciated about Xue Li. Xue Li seemed to speak Korean too well.
“You speak Korean quite well?” “Isn’t it better to speak Korean?”
At my question, she looked puzzled. Yes. It’s good for me. It’s good, but she speaks it too well, unlike Pingtao. Meaning, there’s no significant difference even compared to a native Korean speaker.
“That’s true. But you’re quite fluent?” “Actually, there was someone from Korea in the Northwest Warlords. No, to be precise, should I say from North Korea?” “Ah.”
And she began to explain a heartbreaking story.
“When North Korea collapsed, that person went to live in South Korea, but everyone looked down on them for using a North Korean accent, and they couldn’t keep part-time jobs for long. Then, they barely learned Seoul Standard Korean. They were tricked by a swindler, sold to the Beijing Warlords, and then escaped. Unable to return to Korea, they joined the Northwest Warlords and fought Monsters on the Grasslands. Then, they were surrounded by Monsters and died, and their last words were, ‘I’m hungry.’ It wasn’t because they were discriminated against for being from North Korea, but because the Northwest Warlords truly lacked food, so that person had no strength to fight due to starvation. That’s why I’m working to ensure no one starves among the Northwest Warlords.” “So that person taught you Korean?” “They kept cursing, ‘Fucking world, Ha Jeongseok, that motherless bastard,’ so I wondered what they meant and learned Korean from them.”
Whoa, that’s scary.
“They were a bit stubborn. They always told me one thing: Pyeongyang Naengmyeon from South Korea actually tastes better. Before the battle where they died began, they said that once this fight was over, they would save money, go to South Korea, and open a naengmyeon restaurant.” “Ugh, they died because of that.”
Why plant a Death Flag?
“So, to honor their last wish, if the Northwest Warlords’ situation improves, I plan to open a Pyeongyang Naengmyeon restaurant in Seoul. They always had it on their lips. If they couldn’t open a naengmyeon restaurant, they told me to open one for them.”
No, that’s brainwashing.
“The dream of a Northwest Warlords’ Hero is a naengmyeon restaurant?”
“No, I’ll have my Subordinates open the shop. I only have the recipe. I don’t know how to make naengmyeon.”
“Right.”
I can’t imagine you making naengmyeon. I’m curious about that North Korean guy, but I absolutely shouldn’t mention it.
“Actually, I don’t want to part with you. Being with you, this feeling of my lower abdomen tightening is so good. The pulsating feeling is so good. And I think I love you.”
Well, to say she fell in love with me because of Uterus Pulsation is something. I really like her simple personality that can’t distinguish between love and pleasure. Having already experienced my touch, she completely mistook it for love.
“Then don’t go. For a woman, nothing is more important than love.”
“But I still have things to do.”
So what do you want me to do?
“What are you trying to say? Are you asking me to come to China with you?” “No, you are a Hero of Korea. You are not someone who should come to China. So, I will get permission from our General and arrange a separate house for you in Seoul.”
In this day and age, with Portals, one can travel freely around the world, so having a house in another country should be fine. If so, it would be a good idea for her to come to Songdo through a Portal every night and have sex with me.
“Then come to Songdo.” “Songdo?” “Because that’s my main base.”
Later, when she comes to Songdo, I plan to tell her that I am Baekhwa. Instead, I must ensure she can never escape me. Turning her into a Mutant and making her completely mine would also be good.
“Understood.”
“If you come, I’ll tell you a secret too.”
“Okay.”
After solidifying our bond with Xue Li, we left the Manchuria 1st Gate early in the morning. And we, the Koreans who had been active as Korea-China Heroes, reported to Jeong Nayun.
“Hmm, with this much supply, it’s certainly impressive. So, was that overflow just an anomalous phenomenon that occurred within the Dungeon itself?”
It wasn’t an entirely unheard-of phenomenon.
“It all disappeared after we cleared it, though.”
“Well done. I’ll inform the Academy, so why don’t you take a break?”
“Alright.”
The Hunter Association is hostile towards Cheongwadae, and while they have their own agenda, they are bound by the International Community when it comes to Sin-related matters. It’s impossible to hide it carelessly, so it’s probably better not to say anything for now. Moreover, I was given some time off at an opportune moment. This is a good chance to thoroughly fuck that damned Dragon-lover Bitch. After fucking her completely, I’ll return to my Human Form and whisper in her ear, “Did you enjoy being fucked by Aži Dahāka?” That would be good too. Just imagining it makes me happy. Then, Kotone timidly approached me.
“Um, excuse me, Yu Eunha.”“Yes, Kotone-chan.”
Kotone fumbled with something and then handed it to me.It was an envelope with the Shinohara Family crest, bordered with gold.
“This is an invitation from the House Head. Please read it and come when you have time. Although I am a Hanseong Student, I have a lot to report to Shinohara, so I might not be able to come out for a few days.”
“Alright.”
Since she gave me a direct invitation like this, I can’t refuse. I’ll have to go sometime when I have time.
“Uh, um, Yu Eunha.”
This time it was Rosaria.
“Rosaria. Why?”
“Ah, um. Ha. Ah. No, it’s nothing. I’ll go now. See you at the Academy.”
Ah, right, she was also an Academy Student. Come to think of it, with all the wars and events, I hadn’t seen her often, so I thought she had completely returned to the United Kingdom. But upon closer inspection, she seemed to be sexually frustrated. As I looked at her face, she subtly showed a slit in her Nun’s habit, as if provoking me.
“Yu Eunha. I’ll be going too.”
“Okay. As promised, try to persuade the General.”
“Understood.”
It’s not my place to go to Mingmei and ask for Xue Li. I even had a Chinese Dullahan perform Cunnilingus for me at dawn. It seems having too many pussies makes my pussy tired.
* * *
Back in Songdo, I explained the situation to Rachel: The Sin of Greed, Russia, Moscow, mammary glands, Dragon-lover, and so on. Rachel listened quietly to my words and frowned.
“Uh, so, you won’t be able to come at night for a while?”
“No, I’ll drop by occasionally. Hmm? Anyway, if Kate sets up a Gate, I can come and go anytime.”
Instead, my pussy might get very tired. But this task isn’t an excuse; it’s something I absolutely must do. Hmm? No, wait. I only plan to fuck that bitch in my Dragon Form, so my pussy won’t get tired, right? I can just fuck her as much as I want. Yes, that’s right.
“Mmm.”
As Rachel pondered, I gently squeezed her breasts from behind, those breasts that were both tragic and flat-chested. And I whispered carefully into her ear.
“I’ll be coming and going anyway.” “Well, if it’s about a Sin, I guess there’s no helping it.”
Rachel sighed and gave her permission.
She gave in surprisingly easily. Usually, she’d slap me.
“Oh, surprisingly quick surrender?” “No, I might be a bit busy during the day too. And it’s better to do something for the world than just laze around at home, isn’t it?” “What are you doing during the day?”
She’s not secretly doing something suspicious, is she? Like meeting another female?