"Even in this world, I will continue to serve you, Master."
A stream of red blood trickled from Yuria's lips.
I knew she had sustained internal injuries. The reason was simple: she had likely overexerted herself to instantly kill a monster with the power of an A-Class Hunter.
If this were Yuria from the Hundred-Transformation World, she would have been fine. But the Yuria summoned to this reality has stats identical to mine.
My current stats are at the C-Rank level. If Yuria hadn't pushed herself so hard, she wouldn't have been able to kill the monster so quickly.
I was more surprised that Yuria was still standing than anything else. To instantly kill an A-Class monster, she should have suffered severe internal injuries and lost consciousness.
"Ah... my apologies."
Yuria pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
I shifted slightly, trying to push myself up from the rubble, but my body felt utterly drained. The sharp pain in my lower back confirmed that something was wrong. Fortunately, no bones seemed broken, and the debris hadn't pierced my flesh, but moving was impossible for now.
"Yuria."
"Yes, Master."
"How severe is the internal injury?"
"It's not critical. With potions, I should recover in three to four days."
"That is critical."
She was undoubtedly referring to the highest-grade potions. Even with such potent remedies, a three-to-four-day recovery period indicated a serious condition.
"As you know, Master, my body is not that of an ordinary human."
"Ah."
It belatedly dawned on me. Yuria's body had been transformed by Palek Proxin's Grimoire or rather, evolved. Like a dragon, she could accumulate mana within her body simply by breathing. Moreover, her physical stats had increased, and her recovery ability had improved.
Well, even if her physical stats are now identical to mine, rendering that aspect meaningless... her ability to breathe mana should allow her to recover quickly from internal injuries. ...Wait. Just how severe are these internal injuries, then?
Yuria's expression remained unchanged. She even walked steadily toward me and extended her hand.
"Master, are you alright?"
"...It's alright. I just need a little rest."
I took her hand and helped her up. Relieved that she was stronger than I'd expected, I still watched her with anxious eyes.
She just got summoned and she's already collapsing from internal injuries? I could only hope this wouldn't become a pattern.
"Heal her internal injuries immediately."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Yuria retrieved a high-grade potion from the shadows.
"How is she?"
"...The potion's potency seems diminished. It's supposed to be high-grade, but it's barely mid-grade now."
"I suspected as much. It's always like this. Don't worry about it too much. Items with special powers or effects lose their potency when brought to other worlds. Real-world objects are the exception."
I retrieved a High-Grade Potion from my Inventory, gave it to Yuria, and then walked over to the white monster's corpse. My body ached all over, as if screaming in pain, but it wasn't enough to stop me from moving.
Recovering the Magic Stone from a monster's corpse is a Hunter's duty.
I examined the monster's body, which had been sliced into hundreds of pieces. It was white and blue. The bones and flesh were white, while the organs and blood were blue. Perhaps because of the colors, it didn't look like the corpse of a living creature.
What should I call it? It feels more like a model designed to resemble a living thing.
I poked at the corpse with my toe. At least the organs looked similar to human ones. Of course, I couldn't be certain if their functions were the same. This monster had continued moving without a care even after its head and brain had been split open.
"What's this?"
I picked it up. It was a lumpy, spherical object, neatly divided into four equal parts. When combined, it would have been slightly larger than my palm. Its color and appearance resembled a dark crimson gem.
This is the only thing that looks like a Magic Stone...
Magic Stones typically resemble black, rough rocks. Only Magic Crystals, refined from Magic Stones, resemble black crystals.
"That was inside the monster's chest," Yuria said, having approached me unnoticed. Perhaps it was the effect of the High-Grade Potion, but her face seemed more vibrant. Or maybe it was just my imagination.
"Inside the chest? Come to think of it, I don't see a heart. Could this be serving as its heart?"
"Even when its arm was severed, the monster kept moving. But when I stabbed the dagger into its chest, it reacted immediately. I'm not sure if it's the monster's heart, but its reaction makes it clear that it's a vital point."
"Good intel. Next time we meet, I'll aim for the chest instead of the head. Though I'd rather not meet it again at all."
I pocketed the crimson gem that looked like a Magic Stone. I'd figure out what it was later.
A quick glance revealed Hunters belatedly rushing toward us. And as if realizing the situation was over, the villagers who had been hiding began to emerge.
I looked at Yuria, who was standing quietly, and thought, They'll definitely ask about Yuria. How should I explain her?
I introduced Yuria as an acquaintance, telling people she was a Hunter from the United States who had gotten lost while providing support from China and ended up here.
The others seemed to accept this explanation without much question. After all, some had witnessed her suddenly appear and single-handedly defeat the white monster that had been slaughtering Hunters with overwhelming power.
We were currently short-handed, and the presence of a strong Hunter was something to be welcomed with open arms. Minor inconsistencies could easily be overlooked.
Han Harin gave me a suspicious look, but I managed to brush it off.
Given that Yuria was wearing a maid's uniform, I would have been suspicious myself if I were in Han Harin's position.
Currently, Yuria is resting on my bed. Rest is essential for the rapid and complete healing of internal injuries.
I had to suppress my urge to hold Yuria in reality. Engaging in sex now would only aggravate her condition.
Let's see... Which Beauty Village Villagers haven't been in my arms yet...?
I glared at the Black Tree in the village.
I vividly remember the white monster emerging from that massive, dark tree. My instincts tell me this is no coincidence the white monster must be connected to the Black Tree.
There's no guarantee another white monster won't appear.
If another white monster shows up, I won't even consider fighting. I'll immediately use a Space Transfer Scroll to escape with Han Harin, Ryu Jayoung, and Yuria.
What exactly are you?
I had no idea what was happening in China.
Three days later.
Yuria had fully recovered from her internal injuries and regained her original condition.
"I'm sorry for causing you concern, Master."
"Concern? Nonsense. I'm just glad you're safe."
I reached out and touched Yuria's face. The soft texture of her cheek warmed my hand. Then I stroked her azure hair, the same sensation as when I had touched it in the Plum Blossom Sword Saint World. My hand didn't stop there; it continued to explore her body.
Shoulders, armpits, breasts, abdomen, thighs...
"Ah... mm..."
It was only after touching her most intimate places that the reality truly sank in. The Yuria before me wasn't a character from the Game World, but a living, breathing being in the real world.
"You still don't trust me, do you? I am your maid, Master, no matter where we are."
"Believe it. She's right in front of me, I can touch her, and we can even talk. How could I not believe it? But let's just confirm one more thing."
"Confirm?"
"Yes, confirm."
I gently pushed Yuria onto the bed. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, but she quickly realized what I wanted and gave me a mischievous smile.
"What kind of confirmation?"
"I've been putting this off because of your poor health, but... today we need to do it."
I looked down at Yuria. She was wearing navy blue pajamas instead of her usual maid uniform. I reached out and unbuttoned the top of her pajama shirt. As the first button came undone, the pale curve of her cleavage was revealed.
"As Master wishes..." Yuria murmured softly. I felt a surge of arousal.
I undid the second and third buttons, causing her top to fall open and reveal her snow-white breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her pink nipples were slightly erect. I stripped off her top completely and moved on to her bottoms.
When I pulled down her pajama pants, white panties were revealed. I rubbed my index finger against the center of Yuria's panties, and they quickly became soaked.
"Ahng..."
I peeled off the drenched panties. Her clean, beautiful pussy glistened with vaginal fluid.
"Hmm. Definitely Yuria's pussy."
My gaze drifted to the upper part of her pussy. Sparse white pubic hairs, less than 0.2 centimeters long, grew there. She was diligently cultivating them according to my instructions. After feeling the rough texture of the hairs, I buried my face between her thighs.
"Let's taste Yuria's pussy."
"Aaaang! Master...! Taste me! Haaah..."
First, I inhaled the scent of her pussy. Then, with the tip of my tongue, I flicked at the foreskin-covered clitoris until it popped out. As I rolled the now-hardened clitoris between my tongue and lips, I began to suck her pussy in earnest.
I nibbled on her small, beautifully shaped labia minora with my lips, then plunged my tongue into her vaginal opening. As I moved my tongue wildly inside, the flow of vaginal fluid increased.
"Haa... haa... Master. How does my pussy taste?"
I sucked on her pussy for a while before lifting my head.
"It tastes exactly as I remember."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"Now, let's have Yuria's breasts serve me."
I straddled Yuria, wedging my cock between her breasts. Despite her full F-cup breasts, my cock was so large that the glans poked out.
"Haaah..."
Yuria opened her mouth and took the glans in. Before I could even register the warmth of her mouth, her wet tongue clung to the glans, moving as if it were alive. She then cupped her large breasts with both hands, shifting them back and forth to stimulate my cock. The occasional brush of her nipples against my shaft was unbearably pleasurable.
I looked down at Yuria, and she gazed up at me. In the depths of her deep blue eyes, I felt an overwhelming sense of spiritual satisfaction.
Squeeze. Squeeze.
The pressure on my cock intensified as she sucked so hard her cheeks hollowed. I felt the urge to ejaculate building. I didn't tell her I was about to come. There was no need.
Even if I hadn't said anything, Yuria could sense my condition.
Gulp. Gulp.
"Ah... that's good."
I shuddered violently as I came. Yuria continued to suck on my glans. It felt as if my semen wasn't being released but forcibly drawn out, sending shivers of pleasure through my entire body.
Having enjoyed my climax, I sat up.
"Yuria, let's do that."
She immediately understood what I wanted and prepared herself.
She lifted both legs high, gripping her ankles with her hands. As she did, her breasts were compressed, spilling out to the sides. Though that was plenty lewd, the true spectacle was her ass.
Her round, ample buttocks, her pink pussy dripping with vaginal fluid, and her twitching anus radiating its presence. I grinned at her throbbing pussy, which seemed to be seductively beckoning me.
I slowly bent my knees, bringing my thick cock to her pussy.
"Master, hurry! Use my pussy as you please! My pussy is yours alone, meant only for you!"
"Just as I expected, Yuria. You always know exactly what I want."
I knelt down with all my might and thrust my cock inside. It reached the end of her pussy in an instant.
"Aaaah...! Aaaah! Mmm... Ah, Aang!"
Splish, splish!
Vaginal fluid splattered with each thrust. Her vaginal walls clung tightly to my cock.
Just as I thought. Yuria's pussy. It's been three days since our last time... I might lose control and cum too quickly if I'm not careful.
Of course, I never considered losing at sex. Even back in the Hundred-Transformation World, Yuria could never defeat me in bed.
"Yuria, second round."
"I-I think I'm going to cum too! Aaaah!"