Fanfic: Barberian

Chapter 144: The Situation of a Certain City's Virginity Loss (6)

TLN: This chapter is rated R18.

"Huh, chuu, paha... Balkan, Balkaan..."

Ellie's eyes snapped open at the lusty female call from above her.

The black hair clinging to her sweaty, muscular body was the first thing he saw, followed by her large breasts, whose presence he could make out even when looking up from behind.

It was a sight she would never forget.

-Ellie.

-...

-Won't you come with me?

On the day Ellie learned of the deaths of her parents, Diana had offered her her hand.

Ellie was young at the time, but she instinctively recognized one thing.

The cabin that had protected her all these years was gone.

Without it, the world was so much colder.

No shelter from the scorching sun, no shelter from the cold of the dark, no shelter from the rain, no shelter from the snow, no shelter from anything, a literal wilderness.

Ellie grasped the hand that reached out to her.

It was warm, so warm.

Settling into her new cabin, Ellie quickly adjusted to her new life.

When her parents still haunted her dreams and kept her awake at night, she would head to Diana's bedroom, clutching her thick spellbook.

-Whoa, another spellbook?

-...Yes, just because it's fun...Really, it's fun...

-Hmm. Ellie loves magic.

Diana reads the spellbook to Ellie, giving her a brief demonstration of the spells in the book.

Ice blossomed, the sun rose like a blazing sun, and a cool autumn breeze blew.

Ellie was mesmerized by the glittering magic in Diana's hands.

They laughed and talked and gossiped and grew closer and closer... but their happiness was short-lived.

-That's Ordia's daughter again! How could she be so good at her age?

-Ms. Ordia. It's just that there's a meeting with the parents of the students...

Diana, who was in Ellie's heart, was also in the hearts of others.

The cottage named Ordia was too large for Ellie to live in alone.

Everyone did not look at her, but only coveted her hut.

The ugly feelings of inferiority and jealousy festered in Ellie's heart.

-You are already a great wizard.

But those ugly feelings were blown away like the wind by the recognition of a single man.

And then, after a few heart-to-heart conversations, she realized, like a fool, that she was wrong.

The owner of the cabin had been waiting for her to return, all along.

Ellie looked once more at the woman's back as she climbed aboard her ship.

It was a far cry from the thin, lithe back he'd seen as a young Half-Elf, but he remembered it all the same.

Diana Ordia.

Once her parents' best friend, once her foster mother with whom she had nearly fallen out, and now.

Tsk!

"Uhhhhh?!"

She was a ... family member, enjoying the joys of being a female under a male.

She could feel her foster mother's big butt crushing her lower belly, her uterus.

The hot, wet flesh of her ass, the dampness of Diana's juices running down Ellie's lower belly and pelvis, wetting her pussy even more.

The sensation of her cunt tingling with her mother's juices sent shivers down Ellie's spine.

It was so hot down there, so bitter.

But more than that, waves of violent pleasure crashed into Ellie's head.

Ellie shuddered and placed her hands on her adoptive mother's waist, the pleasure threatening to blow her consciousness back to the surface.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Ellie, are you awake?"

Diana, who had been frantically kissing Balkan, turned to Ellie.

"While you were passed out, um, smooch…I was keeping Balkan company so he wouldn't feel lonely."

"Th-that, nooo...!"

Tsk, tsk!

"Uhhhh?!"

Ellie lifted her head, pursed her lips again on the penis that was poking her vagina.

Something was wrong, something was wrong.

She couldn't believe how long she'd been out, and how sensitive her pussy had been for so long.

It wasn't just her pussy that felt strange, but everywhere else.

Her nipples, which were hard and erect, were tingling painfully inside, and her ears, which had been waiting for her, were red, as if they had turned into erogenous zones.

Her uterus was instantly loosened, spewing out a torrent of female juices with each hard knock of his cock.

Then Ellie realized the source of the strange sensation.

Her oppa's cock, poking her pussy, had gotten bigger.

Her pussy, which must have become her oppa's exclusive cunt to take his thick cock and make him even happier, couldn't handle the new, bigger thing.

Every time the thick veins and shaft scraped mercilessly against Ellie's slender vaginal walls, she writhed with pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her.

Then her eyes caught sight of the condoms on her stomach.

Four condoms.

Four different colors, each with a different amount of semen inside.

Ellie looked at the white condom her oppa had used to make love to her.

The amount of cum in the haphazardly tied condom was, at first glance, staggering.

She wondered if her pussy had felt good.

After a brief moment of euphoria at the thought of cumming as much as he had, Ellie's gaze shifted to the other three condoms.

Presumably, the ones he'd used while she was passed out.

The amount of cum that had filled them...was much more than the first time Ellie had made love to him.

More than the amount he'd ejaculated when they'd made love, eye to eye, lips locked, clutching each other just before he'd climaxed...

Paang, paang, paang!

"Zoop, bae...♡ balkan... ooh, zook...♡"

He ejaculated more and more as he roughly handled her fainted self as if she were an onahole and kissed with her foster mother who was on top of her.

"Uh, uh, huh, huh, huh!"

An unknown feeling of deprivation surged in Ellie's chest, but more than that, an irresistible pleasure that made her head spin.

She should feel bad, but she didn't feel angry.

After all, in the end, he was happy with her pussy, not her adoptive mother's.

She had taken his first, and only she could make him truly happy.

Immediately after her pussy tightened and contracted with happiness, her oppa's cock began to throb.

With a little vengeance and more than a little love, Ellie moved her pleasure-wracked legs and wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Mmmmmmm!"

Her oppa groaned shortly, his cock swelling even larger.

Ellie grinned, her face ruined by pleasure as she heard the sound.

Ahhh. That's it. Her oppa was about to cum.

Thrusting in and out with his thick glans, smashing her womb.

He, who had shown off his superior male genes by kissing his adoptive mother and engulfing her vagina with a thicker and harder penis, was gradually becoming weaker after several violent ejaculations and his first sex.

"Ejaculation, please…My, ugh, vagina, lo… Instead of kissing stepmother, with my vagina… Ejaculation, please…♡"

Ellie's twitching legs pulled harder against Balkan's waist, and Balkan moved to reciprocate.

Reaching out, he wrapped his arms around Ellie's back, slowly lowering his upper body.

"Huhhhh!"

Diana, who was on top of Ellie, naturally crushed Ellie as Balkan lowered his upper body, crushing her against him.

"Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!"

Crushed under the weight of the two of them, Ellie let out an animalistic moan and tightened her legs around Balkan's waist.

Immediately, Balkan's cock twitched violently.

Vurrrrrr! Vurrrrrrrr!

A huge gush of hot liquid spurted out, hitting her womb in full force.

"...♡"

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Balkan jerked his pelvis forward as he hugged the mother and daughter, trying to cum just a little deeper.

Diana's soft breasts pressed against his chest, and Ellie's firm ass and wet cunt warmed his pelvis.

Boom, boom, boom.

The ejaculation didn't stop.

A steady stream of semen flowed out of him, satisfied that he'd spent his first night with both mother and daughter.

The legs wrapped around his waist loosened. Ellie seemed to have lost her mind again.

I wanted to continue this pleasure for as long as I could.

I felt her pussy still clenching around my cock despite her unconsciousness, and I grazed my pelvis, churning her juices.

Then Ellie's pussy contracted gently, as if she was trying to hold on to every last drop of cum.

"...a..."

The pleasurable ejaculation dazed me.

The stress of the Labyrinth and the fatigue from working my cock so hard came flooding back.

Still, I didn't feel bad.

On the contrary, my heart was so full that I wondered if I could ever be happier.

'In the future, will I ever feel more pleasure than this?'

I don't know.

But what I need to do doesn't change.

Still...First, let's rest a bit...

"...Ba, Balkan...? Ugh... Okay, are you asleep...?"

Diana looked over at Balkan, who was still with his cock in his daughter's cunt, his face buried in her breastbone, his mind gone.

Behind her, her daughter had long since passed out in a tattered heap.

Neither of them would wake up until morning, not after what they had just endured upon entering the Labyrinth.

"It's difficult, huh, ha..."

As much as she wanted to lay down flat for a good night's rest, Diana was too wrapped up in Balkan's embrace and his steaming male pheromones to move easily.

"...Both of you, you've had a hard time..."

Smiling awkwardly, Diana gently stroked the heads of Balkan and Ellie, who were fast asleep.

"Mmmm."

As if in response, the sleeping Balkan smiled and nibbled on Diana's nipple with his lips.

Diana groaned instinctively.

As she looked at the handsome face of Balkan sucking on her nipple like a hungry baby, milk began to flow out little by little from her already erect nipple.

After the development of breast milk by Balkan, breast milk came out every day, but the level did not drop because of it.

The [Curse of the Breast Milk Climax Stat Drain] was only triggered when the opposite sex made her climax through lactation.

-Chop, chop, chop, chop!

And now, as she watched her daughter and the man she loved having sex, her nipples became even hotter…and he was thoroughly trampling on them.

He must be asleep, but he gently presses his tongue around the areola and flicks the stiff nipple with the tip of his tongue.

-Mmmm.

The milk began to flow uncontrollably, and Balkan began to lap it up as if it were natural.

"Ugh, this is really…Ugh…dangerous, but…♡"

Muttering under her breath, Diana offered no resistance.

Instead, she concentrated on the pleasure of her nipples being ravished, gently pulling his head away with her hands, trembling with pleasure, so that Balkan could nibble on them and sleep.

Tomorrow morning, if it ever came.

How much weaker she would be, and how much stronger he would be.

Maybe, just maybe, in the not-too-distant future, she too would lose her virginity like her daughter.

Diana smiled quietly and closed her eyes.

That night the Labyrinth City Guard was approached by a group of pussy-soaked women, complaining that the sounds of copulation coming from the inn were too loud.

Chapter 146: Heeheehee…Ddu-ddaa…Puhihi… (1)

Three days later.

After enjoying a few days of rest, I looked at the status window, organizing the harvest of my labyrinth journey.

[Nam Seo-jin LV.28]

[Stamina:(11+16) Constitution:(11+11) Strength:(11+11) Dexterity:(11+11) Wisdom:(1+4-5) Finesse:(2+11)]

[Stat Bonus from Stat Drain: +5]

[Free Points: 4]

I've leveled up quite a bit on this trip to the Labyrinth.

I broke through the level 25 wall when I captured the Leader Snowy Kobold and when Bernie ate the two Lieutenant Succubi, I went up 2 levels, and when I returned to the surface, I went up 1 level with the monsters I hunted.

I invested all the free points evenly in Dexterity and Agility, leaving only a small reserve. The day after having sex, my Technique and Agility stats each increased by 1 due to the Curse of Diana's Breastmilk Climax Drain.

I asked her what had happened, but she only smiled shyly with an awkward laugh.

It was as if I had somehow sucked her breast milk while I slept.

This means that after level 25, when you get 2 stats per level up, I've gained almost 2 levels just by drinking her milk.

While I'm grateful for Diana's never-drying mammary glands, I'm also bittersweet.

Diana was getting weaker and weaker.

Of course, weakening doesn't change the fact that she's still much stronger than me at mid-level 60.

I can't just suckle on her nipples and rely on her milk, and I shouldn't, so I have to keep improving myself.

I turned away from the status window and looked at the list of blessings and curses.

[◆ Blessing of Vicious Struggle]

– The harder you fight, the stronger you become.

– When the maximum conditions are met, stamina +2, strength +2, and dexterity +2

[◆ Blessing of Radiance]

– The light of the beginning of time imbues you.

– You have absolute power over darkness.

[◆ Blessing of Judgment Time]

– Once per day, you have a moment of judgment.

– When an unrecognized life-threatening danger approaches, it manifests unconsciously.

– Wisdom +3, +10 if maximum prerequisites are met.

Prerequisite: Enter the Hour of Judgment.

[◆ Curse of Nightmare]

– You gain the power of the Incubus.

– Your mating and regeneration abilities are greatly increased.

– Stamina +5 Wisdom – 5 Finesse +10

– You are currently in the [Appetite Satisfied] state.

I have a lot of stuff.

Three blessings and one curse.

That's a pretty good ratio.

The Blessing of Vicious Struggle only triggers when I'm about to die, so it's practically nonexistent.

Blessing of Radiance is actually the most useful.

It can be used against magi infused monsters, as well as to control and restrain Bernie whose bodily fluids are imbued with holy power.

The blessing of Time of Judgment also helps me stay calm in battle. This blessing has saved my life a few times.

I don't feel the bonus to my Wisdom stat that comes with it, but I'm sure I'll feel it later.

My Wisdom stat is currently at zero due to the Wisdom penalty from the Curse of Nightmare.

Still, I nodded in satisfaction at my growing progress, closed the status window, and looked in the mirror.

"...This is kind of annoying."

A pair of black horns grew thickly beside my temples.

It was a look that screamed, "I am an Ain!"

The Lieutenant Succubus I met in the Labyrinth had horns, wings, and a tail, but I look like a normal human except for the horns.

I wondered if I could store my horns, so I used my strength to try it.

Zizosis-

The horns became smaller and smaller, with a strange sensation that seemed to connect the senses of my head and horns.

'I wonder if I can get rid of it completely.'

Satisfied that I had reduced them to the size of my pinky finger, I put on my helmet.

I didn't think the helmet would look quite right with the horns shrunken.

Of course, now I can see through the gaping hole where the horns grew.

Zirnier's first helm was a helm that suffered from a lot of cracks and chips, but despite its appearance, it was upgraded with a relic alloy.

'It easily deflected the arrows of a kobold on the 12th floor.'

Punching a hole in such a helmet reminded me of how hard the horns on my head are.

'I should have her repair the helmet.'

But alas, Zirnier, who can work with relic alloys, had gone to the royal inner castle to repair the second princess's armor.

There's no telling when she'll be back, and no way to see her again until she's finished and returns to her shop.

For the time being, I'll have to make do with a different helm.

I opened the closet door to retrieve my other helmet, which I'd been storing in the closet for years.

'It's a spare, a little worn, but it'll do.'

I put the helmet on and closed the closet door again.

-Rustle.

"...?"

Deep in the closet, the thing that had been wrapped tightly in a bundle began to tremble.

The skull of his girlfriend, left behind by the mad goblin slayer, the skull collector, the TS girl, Jeremy.

For some reason, it seemed to flinch all by itself.

Did it move because it brushed against the hanging clothes?

Tsk, tsk.

I hit the bundle with my hand a few times, but there was no reaction.

No wonder. It was a dead woman's head. It shouldn't react.

Just in case, I unfolded the bundle and looked inside.

It was just a woman's head with her eyes closed.

No eyes open, no rotting.

I was looking at the wrong person.

I casually spritzed the top of her head with water from a nearby sprayer, wrapped her tightly in the bundle, and put her back in the closet.

I changed my helmet and finished checking the situation. I left the inn with the subspace backpack on my back and equipped with Bernie and the Artifact Axe.

[You. Where are you going?] For some reason, Bernie spoke first.

[Explorers' Alliance. Meeting with the party to set up the next trip to the Labyrinth, and to process the byproducts of the Labyrinth.]

I don't know about Hitolis, the cleric, or Lammel, the mage, but I'm sure Jubeel and Joy Hog, both explorers by birth, have a seat at the table.

[Suddenly, why?]

[Heh heh. In a few days, I will summon you to this body's imaginary world.]

I had forgotten the pact we made in the Labyrinth for a moment.

In exchange for freeing Grumpy and Ellie from the succubus's, I would provide Bernie with sperm once a month.

Bernie chuckled, as if mocking my predicament, and whispered in my head.

[From now on, you will sleep at 10:00 pm. For breakfast, eat a salad of tomatoes and leeks, and for lunch, you can eat anything, but no meat. For dinner, eat raw garlic, raw oysters, and eel juice if possible.]

"...?"

[For reference, I like the scent of grapes.]

"..."

Bernie has been criticizing my eating habits ever since, for all sorts of reasons.

Who cares so much about what you eat?

What, she's afraid I won't cum?

[I get plenty of semen without doing that.]

[Tsk! That's why you insignificant thing! This body is personally drinking your little bastard's filth! If you make it in the best condition and with the best flavor, that deep, rich, and addictive taste of semen will be even more ecstatic... No, that, huh... That, that's what it means to make it edible from the point of being inedible!]

Bernie, whose head was pounding with whining, quickly added.

[Anyway, don't stress yourself out for a while, just stay in the corner of your room, eat well, rest well, and get busy producing semen, because I'm going to give you the worst day of your life! ahem!]

Bernie clicked her tongue and said no more, as if she'd said all she had to say.

I stared at her for a moment, feeling a bit dumbfounded, and then shrugged.

I wondered if the world was weird or Bernie was weird.

Come to think of it, they were both weird.

A crazy female bunny girl in a crazy world. I'd lost my train of thought.

But, as Bernie had said, time was too precious to stay in the corner, so I set out again.

On my way to the Explorers' Alliance, I spotted a rather large fruit shop.

'...hmm...'

I walked into the store, mesmerized.

"Here's a grape, please."

"Hmm. Brother Explorer. It's not grape season these days, so we only have some that are a bit mushy, would you mind?"

[...Raisins are good, too, and red fruits like strawberries...Hehe. I'm just stating my taste, not that I want to chomp on them.]

"What about raisins and strawberries?"

"Raisins are plentiful! They're easy to care for and delicious, so explorers are encouraged to bring them along for snacks on their journeys to the Labyrinth. Not to mention strawberries are in season!"

"Five silver coins, please."

"Uh, five silver coins?! Yes, please wait!"

I swept up all the raisins and strawberries on the shelves.

I bought all the raisins, even the ones in the fruit store's warehouse.

Well, they're easy to manage, so it would be nice to share them among the party members from time to time.

"Hmph."

As I handed over the money, my hand briefly touched the fruit vendor's, who blushed with embarrassment, and gave me another bag of bananas as a courtesy.

I stuffed the items into my subspace backpack and headed back to the Alliance.

[...]

Feeling Bernie's subtle presence, yet still silent, as I walked, I soon arrived at the Alliance.

As I walked through the doors, I was greeted by a sea of unfamiliar faces and a strangely different atmosphere than I had seen before.

The boisterous, drunken, day laborers who had been running around, making a living from day to day, had all but disappeared.

The stalwart explorers that remained were either milling around the stacks of requests or holding party meetings.

'Oh, that's right, Idelbert is not here.'

I'm told that in her absence, the Deputy Alliance Leader has returned to manage the Coalition on her behalf.

I've heard from the tavern patrons that she's a hard-ass and hates outlaws.

I wonder if that's why the atmosphere has changed.

Certainly, despite her title, Idelbert didn't seem to care much for the explorers. It was more like she was in charge of the Alliance's military.

"Balkan, you're just in time!"

"I was going to pick you up, but good for you."

Joy Hog, who was sitting at a table in the corner, spotted me and came over with her hand raised.

Joy Hog was sitting next to Jubeel, and they both seemed to be glad that I had finally arrived.

"What happened?"

"Well, there was a succubus attack on the twelfth floor this time. I was a little nervous, so I filled out a report, and sure enough, they called me up."

I see nothing bad happened since their faces were calm.

"Follow me."

I followed Joy Hog, who walked first, up the Alliance building.

We went to the fourth floor, past the work facilities of the Alliance's mid-level explorers, we stood in front of an unmarked office.

"This is Joy Hog's party. May I come in?"

"Come in."

The voice from inside the office sounded familiar.

I followed the party in and was greeted by a drab office and a figure buried in a pile of papers.

The dark elf looked at me and smirked.

"Hey. Long time no see, huh?"

[Nuer Erencia LV45]

[◆ The 298th Puppet's Curse]

The rehabilitated explorer who was with the outlaws from the Blues Clan who were smoking in front of the inn the other day, and the mysterious dark elf mage who had repaid me for all the damage they had done.

"You. I heard you were attacked by succubi?"

She was staring at me, her eyes full of interest.

"You're a man, and yet you don't become an idiot even after encountering a succubus?"

Peeking her head out of the stack of papers, Nuer's gaze traveled to my crotch.

I fiddled with the axe at my waist as she stared at me, and then pulled a fist-sized soulstone from my subspace backpack.

"What man would have a hard time dealing with two bitches?"

"..."

"..."

Silence.

I looked away from Joy Hog, who was staring at me in disbelief, and Jubeel, who had begun to bounce her nipples all over the place, and faced Nuer, whose mouth was hanging open.

"...Pass."

Nuer mumbled that and nodded dumbly.

"You. Want to do a job with me?"

Chapter 147: Heeheehee…Ddu-ddaa…Puhihi… (2)

A dark elf with black skin, grayish-white hair, and blue eyes stared at me as if expecting an answer.

"You mean work?"

"Yes. Work. Work with me on a commission."

I received a sudden offer to collaborate but first, I had more questions.

I looked away from Nuer for a moment, and then at Joy Hog.

Fortunately, Joy Hog was quick on the uptake.

"I'm Nuer Erencia, a mid-level Alliance explorer who has just returned from a deployment with the Deputy Alliance Leader. I'm quite a veteran among the mid-level explorers."

She's got to be good to be given a private office in the Alliance building.

Joy Hog was giving Nuer Erencia a trusting glance.

'Deployment.'

So, the other day with the outlaws was part of the deployment?

I thought of the time when I met her.

The disdainful way she spoke of outlaws and the reformed explorer's sash around her waist.

I wondered if she was a spy, infiltrating the outlaw organization and bringing it down from within.

No way. That was a real thing?

"Ugh. How flattering."

Nuer Erencia smirked and slapped Joy Hog on the shoulder.

Her hand was quite spicy, and Joy Hog patted her shoulder.

"Mm-hmm. Anyway, I heard Ms. Erencia was quite interested when I reported what happened on the 12th floor this time."

"Right. Right."

Nuer nodded to Joy Hog's words and sat down at the reception table with her legs crossed.

"Well. Let's sit down and have a chat. I see you have some questions of your own."

"Hmmm. No."

"Why are you being so rude? Didn't you call me a slut or something last time?"

To be fair, I did call her a slut.

At the time, I thought she was just an outlaw running around in front of Diana's inn.

"Slut??!!"

"Mmm. Definitely..."

Joy Hog beside me flared up again, and Jubeel nodded at Nuer's udder.

"Well…honestly, it was a situation that could have been misunderstood."

I stammered out my excuses, sweating profusely.

If I'd known she was worthy of being sent out with the Deputy Commander in the first place, I'd have kept my mouth shut.

"Well. I'll give you that. It was a bit of a situation."

Nuer didn't seem to take it to heart.

"Well, just listen. It's not too late to decide whether you want to accept or reject my offer, is it?"

Certainly not.

I was curious as to why a veteran mid-level explorer in the Alliance would suddenly offer me a commissioned collaboration.

Along with great excitement, there was the smell of money in the air.

After a moment's hesitation, I joined the table.

***

The 12th Floor, the entrance to the middle floor and the land of snow.

"That's not where succubi are supposed to be."

The labyrinth's dream monsters are spread out in five-floor units, centered on the 25th floor.

As a result, the most common places for them to appear are the 20th through 30th floors.

They rarely descend below the 15th floor, but one such monster appeared on the 12th floor.

Three succubi, too.

"Something cheap, huh?"

"I see."

This is not an ordinary situation.

You might think it's false testimony, but there's no reason to tell such a lie.

The Joy Hog Party may be a junior explorer party, but they are veterans who have fulfilled many requests and descended into the Labyrinth many times without incident.

There was no reason not to trust their word.

The best proof of a succubus attack was in Balkan's hands.

"Besides, the report said that one succubus fainted and suddenly disappeared."

"Yes. It's true."

Unlike the two that had shed their soul stones and scurried away, the other one had ended up as if it had been summoned back.

This meant that there was someone who could turn a mid-level succubus into a service horse.

If there really was such a person, he or she would be strong enough to compete with any high-level explorer.

"I'll just walk away."

With that thought, Balkan stood up with a grimace.

It didn't smell like money, it smelled like shit.

I had no desire to have anything to do with such a monster when I was already struggling to get to and from the twelfth floor.

"Eheh. Why already? I'm not finished yet. Listen to me a little longer."

"What's there to hear? I can already smell the stench."

"Yeah. It is. It's fucking stinky. But everyone knows that the dirty, shunned jobs pay better, right?"

Nuer opened her mouth to speak when she saw Balkan looking back at her with an odd expression.

"The other two can go now, thanks for your trouble."

"...Yes."

"Ugh. I'm a baby. It's a difficult and complicated job."

Realizing that Nuer's attention was solely on Balkan, Joy Hog and Jubeel quickly left the office.

A hush fell over the office, leaving them alone.

No, had she called them in here in the first place to get them to come with him?

Realizing that Nuer's stare was unnerving, Balkan hesitated for a moment before sitting back down at the table.

"What the hell is going on here, and why did you want to talk alone?"

Balkan looked at Nuer through his helmet, his tone questioning.

She wasn't sure if he was asking because he didn't know, or if he knew and was just trying to boost his own value.

So Nuer calmly recited what she had personally researched about him.

"You've only been an explorer for a little over half a year, and you've traveled to the 12th floor with a party of junior explorers, been attacked by intermediate succubi, and returned safely."

So far, so amazing.

"You declared yourself her pupil, received a weapon forged for a month by a master blacksmith in the depths of the city, and even befriended the inn's owner...you're acting like you don't know anything?"

What followed was beyond amazing, beyond absurd.

Nuer chuckled in disbelief at her own words.

What low-level explorer in the world had a bio like that?

"..."

That man with such a ridiculous, literally monstrous background...stared at her, his helmet covering his face so that she couldn't read his expression.

"You know about the devil worshipers, don't you?"

"...Not really."

Balkan shook her head at Nuer, who spoke as if she knew of course.

Devil worshippers.

Professor Mankostil had warned me in a letter once to be careful, and I felt a twinge of bitterness when I saw Bernie refer to herself as the Demon of Gluttony, but that was it.

I knew nothing more.

"...In the labyrinthine city of Valerus, there is a group of psychopaths who worship dangerous beings called demons and follow them like gods."

"Is it like the Cult of Earth Mother, which worships the Earth Mother Goddess?"

"Well, sort of, but don't make that comparison in front of the Order. They'll froth at the mouth and ask you how you're comparing them to some lowlife scum. More importantly, do you really not know?"

'With a background like that, is he protected?'

Nuer muttered quietly, then turned his attention back to Balkan.

"So, are you aware that succubi have been running amok in the Outlaw District lately?"

"You mean succubi?"

"Yep. The ones with the horns on their heads and the heart-shaped tails wagging. So far, we've found four mid-level succubi. There are also double-digit numbers of men who have been turned into idiots by them."

Huh.

Balkan sighed and stared at the talking Nuer.

"I believe it was done by the worshippers of the demon of [Lust]. And, of course, what your party went through in the Labyrinth."

Succubi and Lust.

-This lecherous, wet magi, a remnant of Lust?

Suddenly, I remembered Bernie's words about facing the succubus in the Labyrinth.

"I don't know why they've suddenly become more active, but I guess we'll find out when we catch them and torture them a bit."

"Then why don't you just catch them? The guards take care of what happens on the ground anyway."

"Well, maybe if it's a simple crime like murder, but it's different when it comes to demon worshipers. The guards turn the case over to us and the location is a little tricky for the Guard to handle."

Nuer scratched the nape of her neck in embarrassment as she continued her friendly explanation.

"Succubi don't go after women."

"What?"

"They don't go after women."

What the hell does that mean?

"Unless there's a very special circumstance, they're quick to leave when they sense the movement of the yin energy. But when they sense male energy, including cock, yang energy, and sperm, they react differently."

"..."

"With their wombs dilated, they can't think about fighting back with force, and all they can think about is getting fucked, which makes them easy prey."

Nuer swallowed hard and looked at Balkan.

"And yet you've survived a succubus dick attack and fellatio, and you're still sane. That's not possible for most men, because the mere sight of a succubus turns them into idiots, like they've been raped by a beast."

That's why Nuer was so thrilled when she saw Joy Hog's report.

How many succubi had she narrowly missed?

You could look around the entire city and not see a single male who had survived a succubus' cock attack…except me.

Only this male, who stunned a succubus with his throaty conquest piston, and killed the other two succubi!

As a male, he must both attract succubi and hold his own against them, solving two seemingly incompatible challenges.

"What do you say? Don't you feel a little bit like defeating the bad guys that move under the water and saving innocent citizens?"

Balkan looked at Nuer, who was looking at him with eager eyes, and shook his head.

"No."

Even with the information he'd gotten about the demon worshippers, it didn't change the risk he was taking.

'It's not like I'm some kind of hero.'

I might have had a tenuous connection, but I had no intention of taking unnecessary risks for men I barely knew, especially in the Outlaw Zone.

I'd never been there, but I was sure I'd get into trouble.

"Yeah. You must be, since I didn't tell you the reward."

With that, Nuer pulled a box from the pouch at her waist and set it on the table.

It was small, about the size of her palm.

Nuer slowly opened it and smiled.

"If it's as good as this, I wonder if you'd be interested in working with me?"

Chapter 149: Heeheehee…Ddu-ddaa…Puhihi… (4)

Tonight, the night sky was exceptionally dark.

Even the starlight, which usually shone dimly and illuminated the streets, and the moonlight, which gently embraced the body, hid behind the clouds and disappeared from view.

When Diana checked her wristwatch, the hands were pointing exactly at midnight.

Normally, at this time, Diana and I would be wrapping up our work at the tavern, cleaning, and chatting to unwind after the day.

"Oppa. Oppa. Where are you going? Won't you have a drink with me before you leave? Hmm?"

"Wow. What the hell? A syringe to prevent menstruation? … How does it writhe like that just from walking?"

"Haa…I just want to take off my helmet and go wild…Hng, my womb…"

"Phew. I'll hold back since it seems like there's a main girl nearby."

Now, I am walking through the streets of a crude, lawless zone.

Women dressed provocatively, almost exposing their breasts, spoke to me like they were hunting, while others rubbed their thighs suggestively, staring blatantly at my crotch. The gazes of women observing from afar all focused on me and Nuer as we walked.

"… By the way, what are those people scattering around?"

"Not sure. But doesn't it smell like really thick semen?"

Even in the explorer's district, I always attracted attention, but it was worse here in the lawless zone.

Maybe because it's literally a lawless area where the guards won't patrol unless a major incident occurs.

The behavior and expressions were much more blatant and daring.

"… You. You're attracting way more attention than I expected. When I walked around alone, no one paid much notice."

It seemed even Nuer didn't anticipate this situation.

"But if this makes us more noticeable to the succubi, I'm all for it."

The goal of this mission was to capture a succubus roaming the lawless zone.

"If you think it's not going to work, we'll have to kill it, but if possible, lead it toward capture."

"Yes, understood. So just keep scattering that stuff."

"…"

However, hunting a succubus, especially capturing one, in this vast lawless zone is not an easy task.

Succubi, with wings on their backs, have excellent mobility, and even intermediate dream demons in a sane state are no pushovers in terms of combat ability.

What method can capture a quick, greedy succubus who only seeks men, semen, and yang energy?

'You just have to announce, "There's a man here!"'

Plop!

A drop of semen slipped from the condom in my hand and hit the ground in the lawless zone.

Soon, the thick scent of semen began to waft faintly through the air.

With the aphrodisiacal enhancement from the succubus curse and semen matured deeply over several days, its scent was unbelievably potent.

This was the semen that Ellie had kept lovingly with preservation magic.

I had barely managed to retrieve just two of them after much begging.

– "Later, you'll give me more to replace what you took, right…?"

– "Of course."

– "Hey, you promised, okay?! Hehe…"

Remembering Ellie's face, smiling innocently as she asked to do it again later, I couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

"… Are we really doing this?"

Nuer, holding the condom filled with my semen, asked with a confused expression.

"Yes. It'll work perfectly. I was caught by a succubus in a labyrinth once, and she nearly lost her mind trying to drink it."

I recalled Lurelin, the succubus who I defeated back then.

I still couldn't forget how she had clung desperately, kissing and sucking on the glans for even a drop of precum.

If she was that desperate for a little precum, this time, it's full-blown semen.

Even if it wasn't Lurelin, any succubus would undoubtedly go mad and charge.

"Even if succubi love semen, they wouldn't go as far as greedily picking up what's fallen on the ground."

"My semen is a little different."

At this point, it was more of a certainty.

Even if it weren't a random male, my semen had considerable value to succubi.

"…"

Gulp.

Nuer gulped as she stared at the condom, sloshing with my semen.

"Did you produce all this semen by yourself? You didn't ask any male explorers for help?"

What kind of disgusting imagination…Was she crazy?

"It's all from me."

"Then how long did it take to collect all this? A month? Two?"

"…"

"Don't tell me. Three months…?"

"I ejaculated it all at once a few days ago."

"…!!!! Wh-what the…insane…"

Nuer stared at the heavy condom in her hands with genuine astonishment.

Though she'd mentioned that aphrodisiacs that reduce sexual desire would work well, it seemed she hadn't realized the extent of my libido.

Anyway,

By scattering the traces that an SSS-grade semen-producing male was here, I wouldn't have to search for the succubi—they would come to me.

But simply standing still and waiting wouldn't be effective.

It would work better if we were stationed where succubi were likely to gather.

That's why, like Hansel and Gretel, we scattered drops of semen as we walked through the streets of the lawless zone, heading for the brothel district where the most victims had been reported.

"… So, this is the lawless zone…"

"Yes. One of the infamous landmarks and crime dens in the lawless zone: the brothel district."

I wandered the brothel district, staring blankly and looking around.

It wasn't just one famous, large brothel. Every building on this street was a brothel.

Even at the entrance to the street, the offensive stench of vaginal secretions and rancid semen assaulted my nose as I passed each building.

The pungent smell and the pink and red lanterns hanging from each building made my eyes hurt.

"Damn it. Ugh, did you bump into me? Bumped—Ahem. Hmm. Just walk away while you can, before I change my mind."

Those who were drunk on drugs and alcohol staggered around, picking fights with every few steps.

"Smooch, smack—smack, puff… How was that? My tongue skills. Haha, look at that shriveled-up dick."

"Four silver coins per shot…Ugh…"

"Cheh. Acting all expensive like some gigolo. Fine, spread your legs wider and tense your ass more if you don't want me to crush your balls…"

In the corners of the street or hidden alleys, some engaged in quick, short sexual encounters.

"Harder! Harder! Come! Come in me! Fill me up with that 7 cm rod of glory!"

"Ugh, ngh, ugh—"

"Ahh… I can feel it pouring into my womb… such superior genes…"

There were also those whose frenzied mating cries echoed loudly enough to be heard outside the buildings.

"Ah, hey, Dark Elf sister! Come over here…Oh. S-sorry."

Men in disgusting, perverted outfits clung to women's arms, begging and pleading.

It was hard to believe how many were indulging in a night of pleasure in a place like this.

And what was even harder to believe:

[◆ 99,118th Puppet's Curse]

[◆ 9,112th Puppet's Curse]

[◆ 42,919th Puppet's Curse]

[◆ 39,193rd Puppet's Curse]

[◆ 11,112th Puppet's Curse]

[◆ 2,365th Puppet's Curse]

Every one of them bore the Puppet's Curse.

Not just in the brothel district, but from the moment I entered the lawless zone, most people I checked had this curse.

[Nuer Erencia LV45]

[◆ 298th Puppet's Curse]

Even the person standing right next to me was no exception.

"Ah, seriously. Ugh. Disgusting."

Nuer rubbed her arm roughly, the one the gigolo had grabbed, with a grimace on her face. Feeling my gaze, she turned toward me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"…No. Um. Didn't you enjoy it?"

"Tsk. Enjoy it? Only those rotting away at the bottom would get aroused by trash like that. They don't even think about rising above and just survive each day, clinging to one-night pleasures as their refuge. Vermin."

Her sharp words were harsh, but I didn't bother denying them.

"Enough. Let's keep moving."

"Yes."

We continued to endure the revolting stench of semen and bodily fluids from the brothel district as we dropped small amounts of semen from the condom along the alley, heading deeper into the backstreets.

Plop!

"…Ah."

A drop of semen from the condom fell on Nuer's thigh.

"…"

For a moment, Nuer stared at the sticky fluid running down her leg, then absently wiped it off with her hand.

"Nuer."

"Huh, uh, yeah. What? Why?"

She seemed to be in a daze, staring at her finger smeared with the fluid, but I pointed forward.

"We've got company."

There was a man slumped against the wall, trembling violently.

Nuer wiped her hand on her armor-like panties and approached the man.

"…Too late. But he's still warm. The semen and bodily fluids around him haven't dried. The succubus attack happened less than thirty minutes ago. They're still nearby."

A succubus was close.

That meant they would soon find me, just like they did when they ambushed me in the labyrinth but unlike back then, when I was defenseless and asleep, I was fully alert now.

I had come into their territory prepared.

We moved the man out of harm's way and proceeded down the alley to a dead-end.

"Stick to the plan, got it?"

"Yes."

Swoosh.

Nuer, the dark elf with black skin, blended into the shadows of the dim alley.

Soon, even her presence became almost impossible to detect.

[◆ Blessing of Presence Removal]

– Erases the target's presence. However, movement is restricted while in this state.

– Magic can be controlled while hidden.

Thanks to her blessing, she vanished completely, making it impossible for even the keen senses of a succubus to detect her.

Plop!

I squeezed the condom, letting a significant amount of semen spill onto the ground.

A puddle of thick semen pooled on the floor, releasing a scent designed to lure the succubi.

"…"

For a brief moment, I thought I felt Nuer's gaze on me, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared.

The "plan" was simple: lure the succubus to me.

I would stall them while Nuer cast binding magic to incapacitate them. We'd repeat this until we captured all four.

Then—zap!

An unfamiliar yet familiar presence entered my perception range.

A succubus.

Two of them.

'Starting off strong.'

Then—zap!

Three.

'Still manageable.'

Nuer was a highly skilled magician, and she had enough magic stored to take care of them. I just needed to hold them off.

Then—zap!

Six.

"Oh, crap."

That was…a lot.

Two figures appeared in the alley, their bodies moving with eerie grace, while four more hovered above, flapping their wings.

"Hee-hee."

Black horns, black wings, heart-shaped tails. Their luscious lips, shimmering from the semen coating, curled into sly smiles.

"We found you."

Their hazy eyes locked onto me—the man who produced that potent scent.

"Incubus."

As expected of succubi, they recognized my condition instantly.

No matter. The plan remained unchanged.

"Alright, you little devils. Bring it on."

No matter the numbers, I just needed to swing my axe a few more times.

Schwing!

The succubi giggled as they saw me wield the axe.

And then—

"We're here to escort you."

One knelt, bowing deeply before me.

"Please, come with us, Incubus."

Something…wasn't right.