Chapter 66: The Return of Taeyang
While having sex with Belita, I discovered that fusing the branding skill with my inner monologue skill enhances a woman's sexual sensitivity. Currently, it only makes them slightly more sensitive, but I may be able to achieve more dramatic effects over time.
I don't know why I have this power, but if it's fate, so be it!
It's my destiny to help married women everywhere!
"Status window."
Name: Geum Taeyang
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Race: Human
Strength: A+
Charm: A+
Agility: A+
Wisdom: A+
Skill: A+
Blessing: None
Abilities:
Master's Scent – Females instinctively recognize superior males who are ideal for mating. The pheromones emitted by such a male naturally attract women.
Five Grains Thrust – After consistently performing 10,000 gratitude-based pelvic thrusts daily, I've mastered a technique that stimulates a woman's body in deeply pleasurable ways.
Natural Stallion – With boundless stamina and an unending supply of semen, I possess the natural ability to impregnate many women without needing rest.
King Dick – Though it goes by the modest name "Dick," it is a fearsome organ deserving of the title "King." This hard, powerful dick is particularly effective with humanoid females. If a pussy exists, it will work.
Fateful Development – As someone destined to plunder, men connected to me will find their chances of having sex with women drastically reduced. Meanwhile, I receive a passive buff in return.
Skills:
Branding – Grants access to a slave's information. Branding can also be used to arouse the slave. The effect is currently weak. Effective range: 20 meters.
Looking over my updated status, a few things became clear.
Honestly, I should have noticed them earlier since the descriptions are laid out so plainly. But I tend to ignore instructions, especially for things I never requested in the first place.
Apparently, my ability values change depending on certain conditions. I still don't fully understand what the exact criteria are.
They seem to fluctuate depending on my condition at the time.
Cecilia's status window uses a different format, so it didn't give me much insight either.
That mysterious voice guiding my thoughts up to now—its identity is tied to Fateful Development.
"The chances of men connected to me being able to have sex with women will decrease to almost zero."
That matches what I've been experiencing all along. The buff kicks in precisely when it's needed, reinforcing my confidence.
But what about the inverse?
If a couple is about to engage in sex due to obligation or expectation, will that situation be disrupted?
It doesn't seem to forcibly prevent it, but it might subtly affect their decisions.
Lastly, blessings.
At some point, the goddess's blessing disappeared.
Perhaps because it was a free buff I received after praying at the goddess statue for ten minutes, it disappeared quickly.
Should I go see Elia?
Now is the right time to offer a prayer before the big event.
"Cecil, I'm going to the church for a bit."
Cecil peeked her head out from the kitchen.
"Do you need an escort?"
"I'll be right back."
It smells delicious.
These days, Cecil is responsible for all the meals I eat.
I'm always surprised by the new recipes she comes up with.
She says they're practical, condensed recipes that she learned while traveling, which is why they're so unique.
"We still have enough ingredients..."
When I had sex with Belita in advance, I received about fifty gold coins.
Of course, what I got in advance wasn't money, but her pussy.
The money was just something I got by nagging her.
If her husband finds out, he might pack his bags and run away with his son.
If he finds out that Belita has become my ATM...
Maybe he has a vague idea.
Since Belita branded herself as a pussy slave of her own volition, there's not much her husband can do.
Still, he must have some desire to protect his wife, which is why he brought up Verdia.
It's as if he's saying, "You're going to get screwed."
But this was still an opportunity for me.
As I opened the church door and entered, I saw Elia sitting and praying.
The man sitting next to her looked familiar.
"Is that Cren?"
It was Cren.
Why was he sitting so close to Elia?
I quietly observed them, but nothing suggestive took place.
It seemed Elia was introducing religion to comfort Cren, who was emotionally distressed.
Watching Cren curled up in prayer, I realized it was actually helping him.
'Hmm…'
I stepped back into the shadows and quietly watched as Cren left.
As always, Elia saw him off with a warm smile.
'Elia really is kind to everyone.'
There's a reason she's called the adventurers' goddess.
I hoped her smile had helped soothe Cren's wounded heart.
"Aahh♥ Taeyang!"
Huh? How did she spot me?
I was sure I'd been hiding in the shadows this time…
"Did you come to pray?"
"Aahh♥ um, yes…"
Feeling caught like a guilty voyeur, I scratched my head and walked out.
But Elia didn't seem to mind.
"You dyed your hair?"
"Yes."
She touched her own hair and smiled shyly.
"It's kind of the same color as mine…"
"…"
Is she genuinely happy like a child? Or is she playfully trying to charm me?
"Tanned skin looks good on you."
"Elia too, still…"
Your breasts are incredible.
She noticed my gaze and covered her chest with her arms.
"Really… you're always staring at my chest. You shouldn't do that."
Not that her arms did anything to hide them.
"I came to pray because my buff ran out."
"Then shall we pray together?"
I sat down in the same spot where Cren had been and prayed beside Elia.
The grace of Illesia descended.
May only good things happen from now on.
"If you have any worries, please use the confession."
Use the confession?
That's… a bit different from the kind of confession I know.
"We receive a small operating fund, and it helps ease people's concerns too!"
"If I share my worries, who's going to listen?"
"Uh… ahem… well… a mysterious sister whose identity remains unknown…"
It's clearly you.
"Sometimes just speaking about things makes you feel better. The person who came earlier said the same thing."
"By any chance…"
Did he talk about me?
No… it'd be awkward to ask directly.
Elia tilted her head.
"Yes?"
"I'll use it next time."
"See you again, Taeyang."
Elia is doing her best too.
Is she relying on contributions from adventurers to keep the Church of Illesia running?
I do have concerns—but none I can really share with her.
Like how I keep getting erections because of a beautiful sister with an amazing body…
That counts as a worry, right?
I returned to the workshop and had the meal Cecil had prepared.
Today's menu: curry.
"It's delicious."
"I added lots of onions to bring out the vegetables' sweetness!"
It felt luxurious.
Honestly, it was better than the curry I'd had at a restaurant.
Cecil smiled sweetly as she watched me eat.
"I'm glad you like it, Oppa."
"You should eat too."
"I'm full just watching you eat, Oppa."
Are you my grandmother or something?
"Then don't eat."
I jokingly reached for her plate, and Cecil panicked.
"Ah! I'll eat, I'll eat. Master…!"
"You have to show me you're enjoying the meal too. That's what eating together means."
She fidgeted with her ears, looking shy.
After eating, I did bodyweight training with Cecil.
Maintaining my physique takes consistent effort.
To add more resistance, I put Cecil on my back and focused on push-ups.
"Oppa, aren't you going out today?"
"Do your best and leave the rest to fate. Right now, I'm waiting for a sign from the heavens."
"Heaven's wiww?"
"Condel… sigh. I told you, didn't I? He promised to introduce me to Vatino."
"Yes."
"Vatino is the head of the Chartreuse family—the one that rules this city."
"Oppa's going to be someone important?"
"Something like that."
Aahhh...♥ It's been a while since I've done this. I'm already getting tired.
"I'm planning to make Verdia—Vatino's wife—mine."
"Another noble lady?"
"That's right. It's to increase my brand value."
My brand thrives on noble vanity.
Rather than being a cheap trainer who turns mediocre into decent, I'm aiming for the concept of a brand that not just anyone can obtain.
And the foundation for that is nearly complete.
First, there was Belita Grace. Next is Verdia.
Once I brand Verdia's body with a slave mark, my reputation will become unmatched.
Noble families with less influence will willingly offer their wives just to be seen in the same class as those two.
But I won't hand out the brand easily. I'll enjoy every benefit, then move on.
When that strategy evolves into the pride of a selective craftsman, my brand will become the most exclusive in this city.
The key to unlocking that kind of growth lies with Verdia.
….
"Oppa?"
I stopped what I was doing and exhaled deeply.
"Brand value is secondary. My real purpose is something else."
I once failed to conquer Verdia.
Now, I'm going back to erase that disgrace.
All the talk of brand value or business expansion—they're just convenient side effects.
My true goal is to completely corrupt Verdia's body, especially her pussy, to the point of no return.
"I'll repay the humiliation I suffered. A hundredfold, no—thousandfold."
Just then, someone arrived at the workshop.
Almost as if my inner monologue had summoned them.
"Trainer, are you in?"
It was Condel.
It seemed heaven's will had finally responded.
Cecil, who had gotten off my back, went and opened the door.
"Did you meet him—Vatino?"
I stood up and wiped the sweat from my body with a towel.
Condel gave a firm nod.
"May I come in?"
"Yeah."
"…You live more modestly than I expected."
"…I'm poor."
I sat in a chair and faced him.
It felt strange. The husband of the woman I'd had sex with in this very place was now standing here.
If I told him that his wife had been taken right here, in this humble little room, he'd never believe it…
Thinking back, I'm still surprised that Belita, who once swore she'd never be on bottom, gave in here of all places.
"I apologize for not recognizing you earlier.
I didn't think you'd actually worked under Lord Vatino…"
"What would be the point in bragging about that in my current state? But now, do you believe me?"
"…It wasn't just about Belita, was it?
You were setting this all up from the beginning."
"…"
Let him interpret my actions however he liked. Like dream analysis.
There's no way I'm going to explain everything from the start. I'd rather bite my tongue.
"I take my work seriously. I hope you understand, Mr. Condel."
"Yes. I completely understand."
He was already groveling, just because Vatino had shown me favor.
"I'll support you in every possible way, Trainer. I trust you'll reward us when the time comes."
"…"
Honestly, I was a little impressed seeing him bow so low.
The man smells profit. He moves like a different creature when money is involved.
"In that case, I need you to prepare a few things."
I took a memo pad and started writing.
First, rope. But not just any rope—it needs to be soft yet strong, designed to wrap snugly around a woman's body without causing harm.
Next, anal training tools…
I handed him Ostega's business card along with the memo.
"Buy proper anal training equipment from this trainer."
"Anal training…?"
"If you don't gradually prepare for it with tools, it's a big problem.
The sphincter is a muscle too. If it tears, it doesn't heal easily.
Sure, if it were just a disposable toy, it wouldn't matter. But if I plan to keep using it, I need proper precautions."
"And also… get plenty of alcohol. We can't show up empty-handed, right?"
"I understand."
It's convenient to have someone with money to burn.
Now, time for the real business.
"When did he say I could come?"
"He said to come right away. He's already spoken to the guards…"
"Perfect. Then get the supplies ready now."
"Yes. When you're ready, head to the mansion. I'll have a carriage waiting."
A fallen otherworlder who was stabbed and driven out, now returning with a carriage full of alcohol and a dragon-drawn ride!
Just imagining it made my heart pound.
This time, I'm not a beggar sneaking in—I'm entering proudly through the front gate, ready to claim my rights.
As soon as Condel left the workshop, I got to work.
"Cecil! Let's get ready to head out. Starting today, we're living that castle life!"
"Castle life…? Is it going to be naughty?"
"…"
Cecil panicked and quickly backpedaled.
"Aahh♥ I know, I know! I was just joking, Oppa. Just a joke!"
"That wasn't funny, Cecil."
"You're the one who always does those things, Oppa! Now I'm a pervert too!"
"You're blaming me for that?"
Well, she's not entirely wrong.
Sex is my job, after all.
At times like this, I remember what my master once said:
Even slaves observe their master's posture and presentation.
Looking like a capable and successful trainer matters.
Still, with my blond hair and tanned skin, dressing too formally felt awkward.
So I skipped the tie, unbuttoned a few shirt buttons, and rolled up my sleeves to look more relaxed.
"How do I look, Cecilia? Be honest."
"Hmm… you look like a playboy who hit the jackpot!"
"…"
Too honest.
It's been a while since someone actually used the word "playboy."
"But you're the coolest in the world, Master!"
"Too late. You're sleeping in the hallway tonight."
"Ugh! That last part was sincere!"
"It's fine. Even if I look like a playboy, a little flashiness makes the conquest even sweeter."
The corner of my mouth twitched as I remembered Cren's넋 나간 face.
Af While Ter was getting ready, Cecil and I went to the Grace mansion. The workers were loading gift alcohol onto the dragon carriage and securing it tightly so that it wouldn't shake during the ride.
"Wow, a trained wyvern."
"Do you know what that is?"
"Yes, a dragon relative."
There was something similar in the world I lived in.
About 100 million years ago.
Cecil stroked the wyvern's head, which was scary to touch.
"We're ready."
Condel came out to greet us.
"I've packed everything you mentioned."
"Thank you."
"Also, here's a message from Belita."
A message from Belita?
Why didn't she deliver it herself?
Condel said, sweating profusely.
"Don't even think about coming back if you don't succeed!"
Ha!
Is that how she's going to motivate me?
She's not honest, Belita.
Her arrogant passion for her master to develop and grow ignited a fire in my chest.
"I'll bring good news."
It's time to enter the castle.
When I come out again, I'll have everything in this city.
Otherwise, I'll be a headless corpse once and for all.
It's one or the other.
I climbed into the dragon carriage and gazed at the majestic Chartreuse castle perched on the hill.
I'm back.