Milkfucker

Chapter 95

Milkfucker

Aiming to become the best color horse in the world, he sets out on a color horse journey.However, the goal is limited to MILF.

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Chapter 84 – What was her name… (2)

“The Kangho’s members, it is very meaningful to have this gathering today…”

They’re saying the same thing here. It sounds like the principal’s speech.

Since Maeng Juin Geomseong was absent, a person named Bumaengju was giving the opening speech instead.

He looked quite old, but his voice was clear, as if he had not yet lost his strength.

The content of his speech was the same old boring stuff about fighting with dignity to win, but the audience seemed to like it.

Clap, clap, clap, clap.

But I think it was more about the speaker’s popularity than the content of his speech.

I read the paper with the rules of the Guryongjaengpae that no one seems to read, and I thought about hitting someone from behind with it.

But there weren’t many ways to hit someone from behind, and even if I won, I would only be accused of being a coward.

The people who had gathered together were divided into several groups and were led by the Soryimseungs to the waiting room.

It was like being in the army, with dozens of men packed into one big room, making it hard to breathe. Oh, the army…?

“I’m really suffocating. I didn’t know that a space only for men could be so disgusting.”

As if he had read my mind, the man next to me smiled and spoke to me. He looked a few years older than me.

“Who are you?”

“I’m Doyeojung. I’m the one who’s trying to inherit the small Mu-gwan in Sacheon.”

“Sacheon?”

If I had to choose, Sacheon is the place in China that I’m most familiar with. I’ve been living there for almost half a year.

“Nice to meet you. I’m also a recent arrival from Sacheon. My name is Kang Yoon.”

“Is that not your hometown?”

“No.”

He asked me if I had been to this place or eaten that food in Sacheon, and his voice started to split into two.

[Listen without showing any signs. I came to help you at the direction of Munju.]

I was surprised. Can you speak while using your throat to produce two sounds at once? Is that even possible?

[I’m the only one who can do this special skill, so don’t be surprised. There are not many people who can do this in the main text.]

[What is the main text? By any chance…?]

[Yes. It’s Haomun.]

There was no other place to help me besides Haomun, which was a group of information organizations made up of people who had nowhere else to go, such as thieves, prostitutes, and fortune-tellers.

Compared to infiltrating various parts of society and handling various information, each expert was valuable.

Chapter 84 – What was her name… (2)

“The Kangho’s members, it is very meaningful to have this gathering today…”

They’re saying the same thing here. It sounds like the principal’s speech.

Since Maeng Juin Geomseong was absent, a person named Bumaengju was giving the opening speech instead.

He looked quite old, but his voice was clear, as if he had not yet lost his strength.

The content of his speech was the same old boring stuff about fighting with dignity to win, but the audience seemed to like it.

Clap, clap, clap, clap.

But I think it was more about the speaker’s popularity than the content of his speech.

I read the paper with the rules of the Guryongjaengpae that no one seems to read, and I thought about hitting someone from behind with it.

But there weren’t many ways to hit someone from behind, and even if I won, I would only be accused of being a coward.

The people who had gathered together were divided into several groups and were led by the Soryimseungs to the waiting room.

It was like being in the army, with dozens of men packed into one big room, making it hard to breathe. Oh, the army…?

“I’m really suffocating. I didn’t know that a space only for men could be so disgusting.”

As if he had read my mind, the man next to me smiled and spoke to me. He looked a few years older than me.

“Who are you?”

“I’m Doyeojung. I’m the one who’s trying to inherit the small Mu-gwan in Sacheon.”

“Sacheon?”

If I had to choose, Sacheon is the place in China that I’m most familiar with. I’ve been living there for almost half a year.

“Nice to meet you. I’m also a recent arrival from Sacheon. My name is Kang Yoon.”

“Is that not your hometown?”

“No.”

He asked me if I had been to this place or eaten that food in Sacheon, and his voice started to split into two.

[Listen without showing any signs. I came to help you at the direction of Munju.]

I was surprised. Can you speak while using your throat to produce two sounds at once? Is that even possible?

[I’m the only one who can do this special skill, so don’t be surprised. There are not many people who can do this in the main text.]

[What is the main text? By any chance…?]

[Yes. It’s Haomun.]

There was no other place to help me besides Haomun, which was a group of information organizations made up of people who had nowhere else to go, such as thieves, prostitutes, and fortune-tellers.

Compared to infiltrating various parts of society and handling various information, each expert was valuable.

“I will assist you as much as possible in the information aspect. No matter what happens around you, you won’t be caught off guard.”

“I feel more secure now.”

Snick.

“If I only go to the places I’ve been to before, I won’t hear the word ‘ignoramus’ no matter where I go in Sacheon!”

“I must visit those places.”

He was a crazy genius. In other words, he was telling me about the famous places in Sacheon while explaining the situation to me.

Even if you have that kind of talent, how many people can naturally use their brains like that?

“Next, please wait for the members of the Gogapyoguk Kang Yoon Sohyup and the unlisted Gilsang Sohyup.”

The Soryimseung came out with a sing-song voice and called out my opponent. As soon as I made eye contact with my opponent, I thought to myself.

“You, honestly, don’t have a face that can be called Sohyup.”

Maesohyang was waiting for the second person she had been waiting for, along with her son who had already won his first victory.

Her appearance, dressed in a splendid palace dress, was beautiful enough to catch anyone’s eye, but her furrowed brow was a sign of her frustration.

“Can Pungyeoni… win?”

Maesohyang had a very high self-esteem. Since she was young, she had never felt inferior to anyone, whether it was beauty, martial arts, or even academic knowledge.

But shortly after Maesohyang arrived at Kangho, she met a person named Jegal Mireung, who was superior to her in every way except for her beauty, which was only slightly inferior.

If she hadn’t seen Jegal Mireung fall in love with a man she had never seen or heard of before and ruin her life, she would still be suffering from inferiority complex.

But as if to mock her, a few years later, Paeng Yeon-hwa, who had never been taken seriously, rose to thetop of the Kangho’s hierarchy, surpassing even Jegal Mireung.

Maesohyang was not the type to easily accept defeat, but she couldn’t help feeling a sense of inferiority towards Paeng Yeon-hwa.

As she watched her son, Pungyeoni, prepare for his match, she couldn’t help but worry about his chances of winning.

But then, she saw her opponent, a woman with a vulgar appearance and a slutty aura.

Maesohyang couldn’t help but sneer at her.

“What a pathetic woman. She doesn’t even deserve to be called a Sohyup.”

The woman’s name was Lee Eun-jeong, and she was a member of the unlisted Gilsang Sohyup.

She had a reputation for being a slut, and her appearance and behavior only confirmed that reputation.

But Maesohyang knew better than to underestimate her opponent.

After all, she had seen Paeng Yeon-hwa defeat Jegal Mireung, who was considered unbeatable.

The match began, and Pungyeoni and Lee Eun-jeong faced each other in the ring.

Pungyeoni was a skilled fighter, but Lee Eun-jeong was surprisingly agile and quick.

Maesohyang watched nervously as the two fighters exchanged blows.

But then, something unexpected happened.

Lee Eun-jeong suddenly grabbed Pungyeoni’s hair and pulled him towards her, planting a deep hickey on his neck.

Maesohyang was outraged.

“How dare she! That slut!”

But then, she noticed something strange.

Pungyeoni didn’t seem to be resisting.

In fact, he seemed to be enjoying it.

Maesohyang was shocked.

“What is wrong with my son? How could he let himself be seduced by that woman?”

But then, she realized something even more shocking.

She was aroused.

The sight of her son being dominated by a slut was turning her on.

Maesohyang was disgusted with herself.

“What is wrong with me? How could I be aroused by something so vulgar and carnal?”

But she couldn’t deny the truth.

She was aroused, and there was nothing she could do about it.

As the match continued, Maesohyang watched in a daze, unable to focus on anything but the sight of her son being dominated by Lee Eun-jeong.

In the end, Pungyeoni lost the match, but Maesohyang didn’t care.

All she could think about was the strange arousal she had felt.

“What is wrong with me? What is happening to me?”

“Don’t let your guard down. Even if they’re not your own sons, if Jegal Mireyeong is confident enough to send them out… it’s not something to take lightly.”

The son seemed already convinced of his victory, but Maeso-hyang didn’t like it.

“Don’t worry, mother. I’ll show them just how fierce the festival of the volcano can be.”

Neungpung-yeon left without saying anything, preparing for the second round that was about to begin.

Ever since his head had become thick, the son had stopped listening well, and today Maeso-hyang was even more frustrated than usual.

It wasn’t particularly unfair that the match started with the top players, so I was able to make it to the main round without any trouble.

No, it wasn’t even a matter of drawing lots, perhaps the organizers had intentionally avoided having the top players face each other from the beginning.

This was medieval China. It was not unlikely that they did it for convenience. They might not even have realized that it was unfair.

“Well done.”

That’s why both father and mother had an expression that showed they expected nothing less.

I thought about having a drink to celebrate passing the preliminaries, but of course that was out of the question.

“This is Soriim’s territory. Just bear with it for a little while.”

Sorim might be able to tolerate the smell of meat and alcohol from outside, but they couldn’t stand it when the people who smelled like that came into the arena.

It would be okay to rent a room at an inn and have a feast for a day or so after achieving good results in the main round and becoming a Guryong.

I had to admit that I didn’t have enough justification to deliberately hold a drinking party just because I passed the preliminaries.

‘Ah, I want to leave quickly…!’

If someone were to ask when I became so obsessed with alcohol, I would naturally say that I wasn’t obsessed at all.

The only thing I was obsessed with was sex. Milf impregnation sex with my mother after putting my father to sleep!

“You seem to have some free time, why don’t you do some work? If my son helps, the work will be three times easier…”

I was about to sneak away quietly, but I changed my mind.

There are 32 people in the Guryong Jaengpae main round. In other words, a total of 31 matches will be held.

The first and second rounds will be held for two days starting tomorrow, followed by the third round two days later, the semi-finals two days after that, and the finals three days after that.

There are only nine days left.

The closing ceremony will also be held with the finals, so there is a high possibility that my father will say he’s busy and return to the homeland as soon as possible.

The problem is that if I leave my father alone while he’s busy…

“There’s a possibility that he’ll leave me behind and tell me to enjoy myself alone!”

I thought about giving my father some medicated alcohol after hitting the jackpot, but they don’t allow alcohol in the Soriim arena, so my father had to be free that day no matter what.

“Let’s go, father.”

With a determined expression on my face, my father pushed me into his bedroom, which also served as his office.

As the door closed behind me, I saw my mother’s face on the other side, which showed a mix of amusement and suspicion, as if she had guessed what I was thinking.

The disciple of the volcano opened the fist-sized vial with trembling hands.

Inside was a crimson-colored pill that looked like blood.

“S-So, this is really…!”

“That’s right. It may not be as good as the volcano’s secret pill, but it’s the main faction’s vision-enhancing pill, which won’t fall too far behind.”

“The vision-enhancing pill of the Gonryun faction…! Why are you giving this to me?”

“It’s what the Muheoja gave me.”

“T-The Muheoja Dae-hyeop…?”

The disciple was surprised. He remembered Muheoja, the peak master of Gonryun whom he had met once before with his master.

The man’s martial arts and his name, Muheoja. The disciple thought the man’s words were trustworthy.

“The Muheoja recognized your excellent material, but regretted that your strength was lacking.”

“…!”

“He specially ordered me to send you this pill that he obtained this time as an opportunity.”

“Aaaah…!”

The disciple was overjoyed. He bowed his head to the man several times, saying he didn’t know how to repay him.

The man, who introduced himself as a disciple of Gonryun, said there was no need to feel burdened and just warned him not to tell anyone.

As soon as the disciple left after bowing his head again, the man sneered.

“Even if he came all the way here, how much could he have trained if he was looking for a virgin? Stupid.”

The man hated those who complained that their skills didn’t improve without training.

At that moment, another man appeared silently behind the man.

“Dae-hyung, so you can’t just give him that pill as it is, can you?”

“Of course not. Anyway, it’s meaningless for him to eat it. Neungpung-yeon has to eat it. Make sure you do the job well.”

The story of Muheoja’s rambling was just a story that the disciple of the volcano had heard in Giryu, where the hands of the devil were present.

He had heard that it would become a big pillar of the martial arts world by mixing lies, but it was probably true that he had met Muheoja.

“Come on, let’s go. Next is… Cheongseong? Anyway, those bastards are just gluttons. Don’t even think about swinging your sword again during that time.”

The man cursed and kicked the floor as he left.

His graceful movements were undoubtedly Gonryun’s Unryong Dae Pal Sik.

Milkfucker

Aiming to become the best color horse in the world, he sets out on a color horse journey.However, the goal is limited to MILF.

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