68. Han Su-ji is Mine

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I still think Han Su-ji is a bit far off.

Some managed to escape from Wanju.

Not that it’s easy to cover such a vast area, but it’s odd that obvious suspects slipped through.

“Is this the moment that changes history?”

“Who… who are you?”

Swish! Whoosh!

I beheaded what appeared to be the chieftain and burned him. The sight of Jurchen tribesmen in a bloodbath, their heads severed or crushed, was satisfying.

If Han Su-ji continues this way, it will please me. She’s already tasted the thrill, and she’ll serve as my blade. This is her rebirth, so I’ll reward her efforts.

I should contact Yoon-sul first.

I created a small bird with magic and tied a note to its leg, sending it to Yoon-sul.

When I found Han Su-ji, she was stabbing a chunk of meat with an axe.

“Su-ji, who is this?”

“They call her Samoya?”

“Oh, well done.”

Samoya wouldn’t have fled; he’d have fought Han Su-ji. But even Samoya, a historical general, is no match for Han Su-ji, a post-cataclysm S-class hunter with magic.

“Hey, I did so well… and I’m really wet.”

She undressed herself.

“Are you excited from killing people? You’re truly an irredeemable villain.”

“Hehe, so reward me.”

Her subtle attempt to rub her genitals against my leg is incredibly arousing. This can’t be stopped.

Squish, squish

Her wetness was evident as I touched her.

“Look at this, you’re dripping. Did you get excited from killing people or crushing Samoya’s skull?”

“Haa… haa… both.”

She’s nearly complete.

If I make her a monster here, she’ll be perfect. Though uncertain how effective it is in this shard, I’ll proceed.

“Your clit is well-prepared. I love how your pussy is so inviting. What would you like me to do?”

Her swollen, glistening state, reeking of a bitch in heat, is irresistible.

“Touch me.”

“You can’t even reach climax on your own, can you?”

Understandable. It’s natural to prefer someone else’s touch.

“I… I need you to touch me. Please?”

Yes, I’ll touch her. That’s the reward.

“You’re truly captivating.”

I took her into the barracks, kicking aside the corpses of a young girl and her mother. I’d prefer a softer spot, but this will do.

“Why is there blood if you’re not menstruating? Did you masturbate?”

“I… I did.”

It’s obvious. She masturbated while covered in blood from killing people.

“So, you’re a psychopath who masturbates in a bloodbath? Even crazier than Choi Si-woo?”

“Crazier than Choi Si-woo?”

He was a man who became a lustful being. How crazy is that? I love my heroines being psychopaths.

One’s a half-elf, another an elf, one a former man turned lustful being, and another masturbating in a bloodbath.

Each is delightful in her own way.

“Yes. You’re crazy. So I’ll take you.”

I teased her swollen clitoris.

I carefully inserted fingers, one, two, three, stimulating her G-spot. This is new for her.

Her wetness made it easy to penetrate.

“Haa… haah… Eun-ha… you’re so good.”

“I’ve never had such a hot pussy. It’s like the Flame Spear Maiden’s name isn’t just for show.”

Squish, squish, squish

Her juices flowed as I stimulated her. The scent of her arousal filled the air.

Withdrawing slightly, her scent lingered on my hand, and she left a long strand of fluids.

“Haa… haah… yes… Eun-ha.”

“More?”

She leaned into me cautiously. What a sly woman.

“I… I think I’ll come again. More, please.”

“Good girl.”

I continued, and she dripped more. I moved slowly, performing cunnilingus as her fluids flowed, swallowing them and transferring her juices back.

The intense sex involved tongues, fluids, and arousal, even in her mouth.

“How’s the taste of your juices? Good?”

“I… I don’t know♥”

Han Su-ji, lost in pleasure, was incredibly seductive. Her face, savoring our fluids, made me hungry.

“I’m dying from pleasure. Now, spread your legs wide and show me your clitoris shamelessly.”

“Yes.”

She hesitantly spread her legs, her red, wet pussy inviting.

I spread my legs, grinding our genitals together, clitoris against clitoris.

Swish, swish, swish

“Haa… haah… ♥”

As we ground, a light climax came, and her juices flowed. Each flow made our labia cling, like mating snails. Though more challenging than regular sex, it had its unique flavor.

Han Su-ji twitched her hips, on the verge of climax.

“Hic!”

Whoosh!

Han Su-ji climaxed, squirting heavily, making her pussy even wetter. I couldn’t hold back and came too.

Whoosh!

Han Su-ji was a pleasure to grind with-more like a bitch. Throw her ordinary humans, and her pussy would soak from killing them.

Perhaps my wicked thoughts influenced me, as magic flowed from me into her abdomen, absorbing her.

This is Musin’s shard; we’re more spiritual than physical here. It’s easier to corrupt her into a monster.

Her abdomen now bears an obscene tattoo, a reptilian eye in her womb.

Still faint, but more magic will change it.

“Now, will you suck me too?”

“Yes.”

Squish, squish, squish

Han Su-ji sucked my genitals. Each suck allowed my magic to flow into her.

Unaware, the intense pleasure from my magic and sex overwhelmed her.

This was the last chance to turn back, but her body and mind were perfect for absorption. My magic would consume her, erasing her true self.

“Ga… gah… keep going!♥”

She climaxed so hard her waist arched like a bow. I gripped her hair, pulling her face into my groin, her face glistening with my semen.

Her once bright hair now a deep crimson, her eyes a pale purple with reptilian sharpness. Her eyes, once soft, now sleek and sexy.

Of course, it’s just her climax face-vulgar, shameless, lost in pleasure. The horns on her head mark her as a monster, no longer human.

“I hope you’ll always be mine.”

“Yes♥”

Her sexy, climaxed face has its charm. I took her again, grinding our genitals.

I continued until Yoon-sul arrived with the army.

“Hoo, as I said, I’d fuck you like a bitch.”

“Wait a moment.”

I kept my promise and took Yoon-sul like a dog, leaving her jaw-dropped.

A new history was recorded in this shard’s world.

[General Yoon-sul, leading the 170,000 Starlight Division, launched the Jurchen campaign, with the Chul sisters completing the northern conquest. Rumors suggest Yoon-sul, known for liking women, had many in her chambers nightly, despite being married.]

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After taking Yoon-sul, my vision sparkled and turned white.

Regaining consciousness, Musin wore an indescribable expression.

[I appreciate you granting my wish, but was it necessary to make Han Su-ji this way?]

“You see, Musin, the 21st century is different from your time. It’s brutal. Survival demands extreme measures.”

Yes, this isn’t just my preference.

It’s to save the world, not merely my taste, though that’s a part of it.

[If that’s your stance, I understand. As someone bound by my time, I can’t judge. Still, Han Su-ji is my disciple. Please don’t abandon or mistreat her.]

“Mistreat? Never. I’ll cherish her.”

Would I share my woman? No. I don’t lend what I can’t take.

My personality won’t let others have what I can’t. That’s why I curse authors for endings where characters part ways.

[Enough. Leave now.]

“Wait, before you go, what did you grant Han Su-ji? Now that the shard is closed.”

[I bestowed her with my abilities as a constellation.]

What about me?

“And me?”

[You, who once wielded a sword, should know who needs the power. Stop nonsense and leave. Linger, and it might backfire.]

“Yes.”

Musin’s shard ended with pointless chatter.

What power she gained is unknown, but as a monster, she’s stronger. Musin likely granted her something wonderful.

The shard has ended.