Second District. City of Today.
As I walked through the back alleys, the city residents' gazes fixed on me. This was nothing new; my ridiculous clown mask always drew attention.
But today's stares felt different.
"Aang."
It was because of Kasha, who was walking beside me, matching my pace.
She was wearing outrageously revealing clothes: a tiny red bikini top that barely covered half her breasts, and white hot pants so short they exposed her entire red bikini bottom.
Moreover, the pink heart-shaped uterine tattoo on her lower abdomen was brazenly displayed.
Men openly ogled Kasha's body, while women stared at her with shocked eyes.
Neither Kasha nor I paid any attention. I had never cared about others' opinions, and Kasha's original personality was similarly indifferent.
Squish, squish.
"Ahng..."
I draped my arm over her shoulder and fondled her ample breasts, which were barely contained by her tiny bikini. Of course, I also slipped my fingers beneath the fabric to tease her hard nipples.
When we first arrived in the city, there were some annoying guys who dared to covet Kasha, the woman at my side, completely oblivious to their place.
I understood their desire. Kasha wore clothes more provocative than a prostitute's, yet her beauty far surpassed any whore's. It was only natural for men to covet her.
Just like this.
"Hey, miss. Why don't you ditch that clown and come have some fun with us?"
"How about joining our Legion while you're at it? It's a pretty badass group."
Two men, armed with swords, swaggered up, their eyes leering.
"She's with me," I said coldly. "Get lost while you still can. I don't have time to waste arguing with trash like you."
To be more precise, I had to restrain myself because we were in a public street. Besides, ever since I killed that pickpocket, I'd taken out a few more targets within the city.
Last time, Pesica from the back alley took care of things, but if I don't start restraining myself, the city guards who maintain order in the City of Today, the Legion claiming to uphold justice, bounty hunters, and others might start targeting me.
"Heavenly Demon. We know you've been causing trouble lately. You might think you're strong, but to us, you're just a fool drunk on your meager power. In short,"
"Hand over the woman if you don't want to die."
I chuckled softly, but my eyes turned icy cold.
They started this, and I've already restrained my anger once. I've decided to kill them.
Their Legion? The level of a Legion that would harbor such scum is obvious.
Over 70% of the Legions in Atlantis were created by wannabes trying to look impressive. Some Legions were even weaker than Bandit Gangs.
There's no need to panic just because you hear the word "Legion."
With my hand gripping Kasha's right breast, I gently pushed her bikini aside, pressing my fingers firmly against her hardened nipple as if showing it off.
"Haaah..."
I could see the men swallowing hard. If you looked closely, their crotches were slightly bulging.
I told her, "Kasha, kill the guy on the left."
"I'd love to, those bastards piss me off too. But are you sure it's okay?"
"It's fine. It's a bit risky, but this is the back alley's territory."
"Good."
A smile crept across Kasha's lips a smile both alluring and menacing.
"Heavenly Demon...!"
"You've been too reckless."
Sensing the shift in the atmosphere, the men drew their swords from their waists.
Demonic Heavenly Art Heavenly Demon Force.
The aura radiating from me pressed down on them. The truly weak ones would have been terrified or even fainted from this alone, but these men retreated while still burning with battle intent.
This one shows some promise.
But that was all. They couldn't even manifest sword qi.
"...What did you just do?!"
"Probably a Trait. I've heard of Unique Traits that intimidate opponents."
They were laughable. They knew nothing of true power.
Scratch that about showing promise.
The men charged at us, swords drawn. Kasha swung her fist at the man on the left, while I punched the one on the right.
Thwack!
The man I hit flew backward and crashed to the ground. He scrambled to his feet and hurled his sword at me. Mid-flight, the blade split into three.
Not a Trait or Skill. It must be the sword's ability. If it only multiplies, it's not a particularly useful ability.
The force behind the blades was too weak.
I casually swept my hands, deflecting all three blades. I then caught one in mid-air and hurled it back at the man.
The sword pierced his chest. His inability to dodge stemmed from the difference in our physical capabilities.
I glanced to the side.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Kasha was relentlessly kicking the fallen man's head.
"Aaaagh... S-stop it...!"
The man's body convulsed, revealing a face so battered it was barely recognizable. While I had been taking my time, Kasha had apparently been beating him mercilessly.
"Why do trash like you think you can interfere between me and him?! You're so fucking weak!" Kasha sneered, conjuring a flame in her palm.
Having obtained the Flame (S) skill, she had become remarkably aggressive, eager to test and flaunt her newfound power. I crossed my arms and watched as the man burned to death in Kasha's flames. He died three minutes later.
"Ugh. I heard compressing flames makes them stronger... How do I do that?"
Kasha kicked the ground in frustration.
"Don't be so anxious. Have you tried using Mana together?"
"I have. It's not working well. I'm starting to doubt if we're even doing it right."
"It'll come with practice."
I slowly approached Kasha, who was still deep in thought. When I brushed my fingers along her thigh, she parted her legs for me, letting my hand slip into her panties, where I felt the soft, moist labia beneath the rough pubic hair.
"You're already a little wet."
"W-wait! You're going to do it here?!"
"If you want me to stop, say it now. But if you're only worried about them watching, then be honest with me."
Kasha bit her lip, glanced toward the alley entrance, and whispered, "Just... be quick."
Constraint: Pussy becomes more sensitive.
Constraint: Pussy becomes more sensitive.
I applied the same constraint twice to Kasha, stacking the effect for greater intensity.
"Ah...!"
Caught off guard by the sudden pleasure, Kasha nearly lost her balance and stumbled. She steadied herself by bracing a hand against the wall.
"Th-those bastards are watching us..."
Passersby, startled by the commotion, were staring into the alleyway.
"So what if they're watching?" I shrugged. "As long as they don't interfere, I don't care."
I pulled down Kasha's pants. Between her large, firm buttocks, a few strands of clear fluid stretched lewdly before snapping.
Using my thumb to spread her cheeks, I thrust my cock into her quivering pussy, which pulsed like a living creature.
Squish!
"Aaaahhhng!"
"This hot pussy! It feels amazing no matter how many times I taste it!"
Later, I learned that rumors about us had spread throughout the city, but I couldn't care less.
Slurp. Slurp. Slurp.
I sat on the sofa, Kasha kneeling between my legs, diligently sucking my cock.
Kasha's fellatio skills grew more refined with each passing day.
"You bastard."
Across the table, Pesica sat opposite me, her voice sharp and piercing. A red cloak draped over her shoulders, stark white hair, a wrinkled face, and piercings adorning her chin, ears, and the side of her nose.
This was Pesica of the back alleys. The way she looked at me made me feel like I was someone she wouldn't even deign to associate with.
"...Anyway, the commission is complete, so I'd like to receive my payment."
"Ahmad, we received information yesterday that that bastard is still alive and well!"
"Is that so?"
"Is that so? What's with that 'is that so,' you little shit! And isn't that girl sucking your dick Ahmad's sister?!"
Kasha, who had been sucking my cock, lifted her head.
"Pfft! Ugh, that Old Hag's voice is so damn loud! Can't she speak more softly? You'd think she'd be weaker with age, but she's only getting more energetic. Ugh."
I grabbed Kasha's head and pulled her back down to my crotch.
"Slurp! Mmm..."
Kasha refocused on sucking my cock.
"Pesica, calm down and listen. Ahmad has become my subordinate. And as you can see, Kasha chose to be with me. A scorching hot, absolutely incredible woman..."
My body shuddered violently as I ejaculated.
"Hngh. Mmm. Gulp."
Having grown accustomed to the sheer volume of my ejaculate, Kasha swallowed it without hesitation. After sucking every last drop from my urethra, she stood up, stripped off her lower garments, and straddled my lap.
"Aaaah!"
Even immediately after climaxing, my cock remained fully erect as it slid back into Kasha's pussy.
Pesica stared at the entire scene, her mouth agape in disbelief.
"You... fucking lunatics..."
"The contract was to eliminate the Mud Hand Bandit Gang. There was no specific clause about killing Ahmad or Kasha. Am I wrong?"
Squish. Squish. Squelch.
Pesica glared at me, trying to ignore the explicit sounds of flesh grinding against flesh. She spat out her words as if chewing them.
"Your argument is sophistry... but I concede that the contract itself has no loopholes."
"Then pay me my due."
"But... what if Ahmad resumes his banditry? How will you take responsibility? Do you not realize this contract represents the will of the city's merchants, not just my own?"
So Pesica wasn't the only one who had commissioned this. The merchants were involved too. I hadn't realized that.
"I'll restrain the banditry and cut the passage tax in half. As a bonus, I'll also deal with the monsters roaming the desert. If Ahmad still causes trouble after all that... I'll handle him myself. Is that enough?"
Pesica remained silent for a moment before nodding.
"I'll tell the merchants as much. But... be aware that they might not accept it. Even if they take separate action on this matter, I won't intervene."
"I have no intention of taking it lying down."
"I said I wouldn't intervene."
It seemed she was washing her hands of the whole affair. Still, I couldn't just go find those merchants and attack them first. Pesica was talking about what would happen if they made a move.
Pesica rose from her seat, went somewhere, and returned with her compensation.
She placed three white sheets of paper on the table.
Space Displacement Scroll
This scroll lacks pre-set coordinates.
To use it, you must first set the coordinates by channeling Mana into the scroll at the desired location.
Currently Set Coordinates: None
Type: Consumable
Rank: B
One Space Displacement Scroll without registered coordinates.
I don't need to visit the location myself. I can just ask a Magician who knows the coordinates to set them for me.
This scroll costs approximately 6 million Pennies, relatively cheap due to the missing coordinates. The price of Space Displacement Scrolls varies wildly depending on the set coordinates.
For reference, 6 million Pennies is roughly equivalent to 60 million Hwanhwa.
The reward felt a bit stingy for eliminating a Bandit Gang with several members who could use sword qi, but there was nothing I could do about it.
I need to keep collecting Space Displacement Scrolls like this. I have to operate under two identities: Thunderclap Slayer and Heavenly Demon.
As time passed, I would undoubtedly need even more Space Displacement Scrolls. I had to stockpile them whenever I could.
And the market value of these scrolls only increases over time.
As I gathered the scrolls, I asked Pesica, "Any more commissions?"
"..."
Pesica gave me a suspicious look, then rose from her seat and vanished again.
"Haaah..."
I focused on my lovemaking with Kasha.
Before long, Pesica returned with a new commission request.
"This mission specifically requested you."
Pesica placed the mission brief on the table. I pulled Kasha into a tight embrace. Reaching her peak, Kasha's body convulsed as her vaginal walls clenched around me. I came deep inside her, my eyes fixed on the mission brief.
"This is..."
My pupils dilated as I read the details.