Chapter 33 – 33. Slave Hunting Is Fun

Three guys approached.

It’s a combination that looks like something out of the ordinary.

A pink-haired woman holding a bloody battle hammer and chewing bubblegum, and a pierced short-haired woman holding a chain scythe with a black mask draped over her chin.

And a blonde-tanned man wearing leather armor and licking his lips while looking at the women on my side, wearing a flambergé that I often saw in games.

‘What are these bastards…?’

When I saw them, the first thought that came to my mind was embarrassment.

‘Are they voluntary slaves?’

Make those two women slaves first.

Blonde tanned man… I want to ruin it thoroughly.

At first glance, that pink hair and bobbed hair look like that little girl, but what kind of expression would that tanned man make if I showed him how to get caught and ruined?

I’m curious. Heavily.

‘Judging from the fact that they were roaming the streets openly, of course all three of them must be Awoken.’

They must be quite confident in their skills. That’s why if you ask me if I think I’m stronger than us, I don’t think so.

As we were thinking about that, a tanned blonde man spoke to us in a playful manner.

“Hey. Mister. Those bastards were our prey. Do you know what you guys intercepted? I should compensate you for my experience points.”

A low desire shines on his face.

He glanced over the bodies of Eunji and Harin, and then his eyes were fixed on Ganghwayoung, who was standing there dumbfounded.

Then, with disgusting eyes, he flicks his tongue in an obscene way and licks his lips.

“Go away, leaving only the white-haired bitch! I’ll see if you run away! Why no answer? I’m deaf!”

What on earth does the tanned blond man believe in and act like that? Have you ever lost your coward head? Does he think he is as strong as he is?

It doesn’t seem like you got as much of a chance as I did.

‘Couldn’t those bastards be the champions the good gods sent? No, at that level, Indicron couldn’t have warned me like that.’

Moreover, I now have the stigmata of the two evil gods, so players on the good god camp must feel disgust and anxiety at the same time as soon as they see me.

But those three are not showing any such reaction. That would mean that it is not the dog of the good gods. Above all, there is no way that a champion on the Shinseng side would aim at me carelessly like that.

I even thought that maybe they were hired by the champions of the Sunsin side, but it doesn’t seem very likely.

‘Are there more colleagues?’

He may be thinking of pulling aggro from the front and hitting from behind.

Of course, a surprise attack in front of Harin, who has heart rate tracking, doesn’t work.

Without taking my eyes off them, I asked Harin, who was holding the ax tightly.

“Harin.”

“Yes. Master.”

“Is there anyone else around?”

“Yes. Those three are all. I can feel a few signs inside Daiso. They don’t seem to have anything to do with it.”

“Good.”

It was also confirmed that there were no additional people.

Those guys either really have enough strength to have a lot of confidence in their skills, or they’re stupid and can’t figure out the subject.

‘Maybe it’s because he didn’t see us fighting properly. Yes, it wasn’t even detected by Harin’s heart rate tracking earlier. They must have just arrived.’

If we didn’t get to see our fight properly, it’s understandable that we approached with such a complacent attitude. You may not even know that the ones we just killed are named.

‘Of course, the highest possibility is the assumption that we just finished the battle and thought that we were either exhausted or had run out of magic power, so we attacked.’

If the Black Death didn’t have an item that came out so easily, and they couldn’t even figure out the identity of that item, they might have judged that they could do something about us tired of battle.

Who would have imagined that my magic power would be 745.

‘Pink hair and short hair… Both years will be delicious.’

The pink hair seemed to have bigger breasts than Harin. If you hit me on the butt, it feels like it will stick. The face is pretty too. No, that’s quite pretty. A bare face without makeup is pretty. Almost right below Eunji, Harin has a classy look. Ganghwa-young… Becomes a vampire and becomes unrivaledly pretty, so she cannot be included in beauty standards.

In any case, that nonchalant eye of the pink hair is strangely twisted. The impression that looks cold and strong is also quite appetizing and good.

It’s a style that makes you feel like you’re trying to hold back your moaning while burying your face in a pillow.

It’s not a real experience, I just saw it a lot in porn.

On the other hand, the bobbed hair sends sharp eyes without any intention of hiding hostility, and it has a slender body similar to Eunji. Is it Mesgaki? She looks cuter than pink hair.

‘How old are you? He definitely looks younger than Harin.’

She looks a bit younger than Harin, who is 24, with her bobbed hair. Now, I’d believe her, even if she’s a freshman just about to enter college.

However, considering that she is underage, she has a lot of piercings in her ears, so it doesn’t seem like that. I don’t want to eat unripe fruit even if given to me.

Well, if you catch it and ask, you’ll know.

Anyway, I really like the short-haired girl’s innocent and hostile eyes.

‘Yes, even when I first met Harin, he had such a hostile look.’

Harin quickly succumbed and obeyed me shortly after she became a slave. Maybe Eunji and I were talking about something while taking a shower together. She didn’t ask so I don’t know. She just felt that Harin’s attitude had become a little more docile.

‘Well, she must have thought that there was nothing to be gained by rebelling against me, her master.’

Before she did that, she should have been bullied a little more so that she wouldn’t be docile. I was so sweet

‘It was oddly unfortunate that Harin turned into a purebred.’

Should I say it’s no fun because I give in so easily?

I hope that those two years will resolutely rebel and resist me.

That’s how you get the taste of training.

‘Hmm. Hip-up butt in leggings. Churup.’

My mouth is watering and my heart is pounding already when I think about crushing them both under me and making them submit with their cocks.

I’ve been so busy the past few days that I haven’t been able to properly relieve my sexual desire.

Just thinking of the word slave rape, pure love makes the lower part of the body slightly grow. What a pleasant imagination.

“Hey! What are you guys talking about! I want to die! Quickly pass only the white-haired woman over here! Then just let me go!”

“Brother. Just kill them all and go? He said he was going to rob the mart today.”

The short-haired girl glanced at me and urged the blonde-tanned man to kill him and go.

But surely the mart they run is not the mart I think it is.

‘Because the only large mart around here is our mart. That’s right.’

I don’t know about those bastards, but the situation is that I ran into the landlord by chance while trying to rob an empty house.

Does he really know that I am the ruler of the mart?

“Wait for sleep. That woman… It’s such a waste to keep her under someone like that. I want to bring him alive.”

“It’s really bad…”

Geum Taeyang, who had already lost his taste for Hwayoung’s beauty, lightly ignored the bobbed hair’s words and raised his fighting spirit.

It seems that he is a bastard who is dominated by his cock.

I sympathize with his attitude to some extent.

If you don’t show desire even when you see a good-looking bitch, you’re not a man. Just a keut

For that reason, I also decided to reveal my low and cold desires to the fullest.

‘Like you want to touch my woman. I also covet your girls.’

Whether those two years were sluts or not doesn’t matter much right now.

If it’s a rag that smells too bad to eat, you can throw it to the Ha brothers and other slaves to play around with.

After all, if I become a slave, I can control the state of pregnancy, so I don’t have to worry about getting pregnant even if I get beaten up.

Of course, as long as it’s worth peeling and eating, I’m going to mix it well.

Anyway, if it’s not a diseased bosom, it’s good enough.

“Hey! You’re a lamb. Will you give up those two years and surrender? Then I’ll enjoy eating both years. How is it?”

I also expressed the same dirty desire that he showed.

They openly licked their tongues and even insulted them.

Then, the pink hair and black hair bob standing on either side of the guy frowned and fixed their weapons. The expression of disgust is evident. I’m satisfied.

To provoke more, he made a loop with his left fingers and put his right index finger through the loop and pulled it out, grinning.

“This… You bastard! Look at my sister and brother with those eyes!”

“Uh? What. Were you guys siblings?”

An enraged blonde tanned man throws himself at me in an instant.

I hope they were siblings. When I think about it, I look at it again and it seems odd that all three of them have similar eyes…

‘Sister’s Rice Bowl… Honey…’

How painful that bastard must be to see the eldest daughter and the youngest being eaten like dogs by an outsider right in front of her eyes.

Of course, I never thought that I would lose.

Even with my stats, the threshold of a normal level 10 has already been crossed.

Not to mention magic attribute.

Heuksa’s inner circle isn’t even a mutt in the backyard. In this world, which has been over a week since destruction began, where is the crazy bastard who has exceeded 700 magic attribute?

If it is not the converts raised by the Good God himself, can an ordinary Awakened person beat me now, who is receiving a lot of attention and heavy love from the Evil God?

‘It’s impossible.’

This is a story that goes beyond arrogance or carelessness.

Even judging objectively, there is no reason to be nervous about them.

It seems like I’m the only one with an insane Luck figure of 666 in the first place.

‘Really, if the guy with 777 luck really exists. Other than that bastard, I’m probably the only Awoken person who got this opportunity in the shortest period of time.’

It was an unavoidable fight from the start.

The moment I met them, all I had to do was either kill them all or enslave them.

I will use my strength as I will.

With great power comes great pleasure!

“Harin has pink hair. Eunji and Hwayeong get bobbed hair.”

“Yes!” “Yep!” “I am hungry.”

Ganghwa-yeong’s answer is a bit crooked, but seeing as she runs out, it seems that she has no intention of rejecting her order.

And fortunately, since most of the zombies around him had just been killed, there was no need to be interrupted by zombies.

“Rruhe.”

Tentacles extend from both of my hands.

Pink hair and bobbed hair that evade the body at the same time.

My goal from the beginning was not those two.

I can feel the energy of the other person a little, maybe because of the mana circuit in my body, but I think that blond tanned man is more dangerous than the two sisters. For that reason, my goal was that golden sun from the beginning.

“Wow!!!”

Golden Sun didn’t even dodge, perhaps intending to block all 10 tentacles, but severed the tentacles with a big swing of the Flamberge, which seemed to be quite heavy.

Chow!!!

Three of the five tentacles were cut off, and two wrapped around the golden sun’s left arm and right leg.

The moment he tried to burst it with force, the Flamberge in his hand spewed blue flames and burned the tentacles. He also destroyed the five tentacles that came belatedly in the same way. Blue flames burn the tentacles, and Flamberge closes the gap.

‘He had enough skills to show off.’

What is that blue flame? I don’t know if it’s a skill or a unique sword. Are you a magic swordsman?

In any case, he is a survivor who survived last night.

They’re strong enough to cut off my tentacles.

“Die!!! You punk bitch!”

“A savage bitch…”

In the meantime, pink hair and Harin were attached.

Harin shouted and rushed at Pink Hair, who avoided the ax with her characteristic nonchalant eyes and fired a knee kick.

It is the movement of a woman who knows how to fight.

Harin forced herself to swallow the pain in her belly and stepped back from her to distance her. She looks nervous as if she realized that her opponent is formidable. So, the two were at odds again.

On the other hand, Eunji and Hwayoung, who had consumed quite a bit of magic while catching the name, faced off against the bobbed hair holding the scythe.

Wheein-wheein-

The bobbed-haired man used one hand to spin a chain with an iron weight, timing it. This side was just trying to kill each other without any dialogue.

Only Ganghwa-yeong, who seems dissatisfied with not being able to drink her blood, snorts at her.

In the meantime, Eun-ji half-opened her eyes and lowered her waist and pulled out her dagger with her shadow weaving. Ganghwa-young sighed, but she still held the blood-colored dagger I had given her to use as her reverse and naturally raised her embossed face. Made

Shuuk!

The weight attached to her chain scythe flew towards Eun-ji, and Ganghwa-young, who was aiming for her gap at that moment, rushed at her bobbed hair.

Bang!!

The place where the iron weight is stuck is where the afterimage of Eunji remains.

In an instant, Eunji hid into the darkness of the building. Soon, the dagger thrown by Eunji in the darkness flies into the bobbed hair.

In an instant, she retrieved her iron weight and blocked Ganghwa-young’s reckless attack with her scythe. The bobbed hair saw Eun-ji’s shot and hurriedly kicked Ganghwa-young in the abdomen.

Then, she swung her chain at the shadow Bido flying towards her and bounced it all off.

No matter how much Eunji and Hwayeong are in a state of consuming a lot of magic, I never thought they would fight so well against them.

‘Why is everyone fighting so well?’

It seems that such colorful movements become possible as the stats rise to a certain extent. The battles are pretty flashy.

“Rruhe”

Meanwhile, I shoot tentacles with both hands endlessly at the blonde tanned man.

The guy who showed his ambition by saying he would cut me to death could no longer take a step closer to me and was busy cutting off the flying tentacles.

‘Even though he’s shooting with both hands like this, seeing as he resists to that extent, it’s clear he’s at least a lot stronger than the Ha brothers.’

Maybe if I hadn’t been at the mart, what would have happened when these three siblings came in. Wouldn’t it be a bit difficult to deal with Meiji Hwang Soo-min unless he was madly using magic.

Of course, these are things that don’t matter to me.

“Great!!! Damn you bastard! Huh Eok. Huh Eok. How the hell is your magic power? Fuck..”

In the end, on the 10th tentacle summon, when he used 100 mana, a tanned blonde man was caught by the tentacles.

I pricked his body with my tentacles to see if he was hiding his secret number, causing him pain.

“Kwaaaaa!!! Stop!!! I will surrender!!!”

[The opponent has succumbed to you.]

As soon as the phrase appeared, I immediately pulled the tentacle towards me and put a slave brand on his forehead.

[The player ‘Han Taeyang’ has been enslaved.]

“Ouch… Oppa!”

Apparently, even the bobbed hair is shaking on the floor, as if it had just been hit by Eunji’s poisonous fangs.

Kwajik! Puck! Kwajik!

Hearing the sound of someone being hit, he turned his head to find Harin, who had thrown an ax with the stone sling skill to create an opening, mercilessly slashing the pink hair with the ‘destroyer’s punch’.

“Kheuk… That, stop… I lost… That, stop…”

“Whoa… Whoa. Shut up bitch I was hit with a knee kick in four years. It hurts.”

In the end, the pink hair, beaten like a dog, dropped to its knees as if half-fainted.

Harin’s eyes, which are flashing with life, are very fierce.

Those ferocious eyes when he first aimed his bow at me.

“Haa.. Master. I won.”

“Oh, uh! Great job.”

Harin wrapped her hand around the end of her pink hair, which had even drained her urine, and she dragged it towards me.

It’s scary… Harin…

“We’ll go there too, brother!”

“That, yes. You guys did a good job too.”

Eunji smiled brightly and put her arm in the armpit of her bobbed hair that was strewn across her floor and tried to pull her away. But she was a bit out of her power, so she asked Hwa-young for help.

“Hwayoung. Can you hold this kid’s leg? Let’s take it with us.”

“Ah. Why are you ordering me! OMG!!! It’s annoying! Hungry!”

Ganghwa-young is certain that she is a psychopath. Her crazy bitch is suddenly fucking sick.

Embarrassed, Eun-ji tugged at her hair with a blank expression on her face and stared blankly at Ganghwa-yeong, who was glowing.

“Hey! Ganghwa Young! Why is she all of a sudden fucking shit tang!”

“No! Fuck! No rice! I want to drink blood! I keep making it impossible to eat! Bad master! Ugh… Give me blood! I can’t stand it anymore! Ask for blood! You fought well as ordered. Why…! Why! Won’t you give me blood? Why? Master… Hates only me!”

“Ah, that crazy bitch is really…”

My head is dizzy.

“Ah Siva, I will give you blood. It gives you blood.”

With a ceremonial dagger, I slashed the left arm of a funny guy named Han Tae-yang, a blond tanned man with a slave brand on his forehead who had already surrendered to me.

“Quaaaaa!!!! Fuck!!!!”

The one who had been staring down at the floor in dejection screamed in sudden pain. Kang Hwa-young, who smelled the blood dripping from him, smiled brightly without shame and ran to me with his bobbed hair on his back.

“Blood! Blood! Blood! Ha. It smells good.”

“This! Shibal!!! Crazy bitch!!! Go away!! OMG!!”

Han Tae-yang, who gave Ganghwa-young a shady look. When Ganghwa-young buried his head in the long wound on his arm and sucked his blood, he trembled in fright.

“Don’t run away, stay calm.”

“Keuhh… Yes… Uhhh… Fuck…”

In the end, Han Tae-yang could not hold back his tears and shed tears like chicken droppings.

After all, it’s kind of disgusting to see a boy crying like that.

“Brother. Can I leave it as it is?”

Looking at the long wound on Han Taeyang’s arm, Eunji asked as if wondering if she was going to die because of that.

There is no sympathy or compassion for Han Taeyang at all. He just asked, wondering if he was going to die or not.

I’m not sure if this apathy is Eunji’s acting, or if it’s just that Eunji has a bit of a psychopathic temperament.

“Anyway, it doesn’t matter if it’s a cut like this because it can be treated quickly with the flesh that fills up.”

“Aha. Also brother! Amazing!”

He stroked Eunji’s head, smiling brightly.

I don’t really care if the male slave baby is sick or not.

It’s enough if you don’t look for it before you use it anywhere.

It doesn’t matter if you use it enough to use it.

‘Because though, this motherfucker has to intuit her sister and her sister being fucked by me. I have to keep him alive!’

It’s already rewarding.

I’m going to catch only the cubs hiding in daiso and make them slaves and go back to the mart and do the work.

Chew! Side! Side!

“Hey, is it delicious?”

“Yes heh… Drink it… Master…”

“Thank you to the person who gave it to me, I have to.”

“Go… Jjook. Thank you… Hehe…”

“Huh… Stop… Stop… Please…”

“Hey. Hwayoung. Shall we go over and eat some more?”

“Yes? Ah. Just one sip…”

“Then the blood bag dies. Then you will have to starve again.”

“Ah… Yes! It was delicious though! Thank you! Blond man!”

“Huh… Fuck…”

I ran my hand over the blonde tanned man’s wound and used the filling flesh.

“Shud-Sera-Arkham”

Purple light radiates out and the wound is healed.

“Quaaaaa!!!!”

As the wound heals, Han Taeyang’s screams of pain gradually grow louder.

I thought as I listened to the male slave guy’s desperate scream.

‘It’s a really good excuse that the world was destroyed.’

Even if you recklessly break and smash someone you encounter on the street for no reason, there is no need for any justification.

If these guys had been polite, I would have caught these kitties and turned them into slaves.

It’s your fault that you just ran into me.

Even if they are looted, killed, or raped, it’s all the fault of the weak.

“It is your fault that you are weak. So be patient.”

“Keep it off!!!”

Afterwards, the short-haired girl who was trembling with paralysis fangs and the pink hair who was beaten to blood were also made into slaves.

[The player ‘Aram Han’ has been enslaved.]
[The player ‘Han Ah-reum’ has been enslaved.]

The younger sister is Ah-reum and the older sister is A-ram. Both are good names

After I healed Han Taeyang’s wounds, I also treated Aram’s bloody face.

“Turn it off!!!”

Han Ah-ram, who tried to endure the pain somehow, finally let out a scream.

“Ooh!!!”

Oops, the zombies are starting to get twisted again.

“Phew. It’s done.”

He quickly healed her face and then knelt down with the two sisters.

“Are there any virgins among you?”

She smiled brightly and asked the question. Since she captured female slaves, ‘verification of virginity’ is a serious matter.

And she laughed so as not to scare me too much. A smiling face is always fun.

“Kkeuh… Me, me…”

Han Ah-reum raised her hand. Her brother was her virgin. Nice.

“How old?”

“Twenty one…”

That’s great.

It’s a walleye.

Now let’s just rob daiso and go home.