Chapter 129

Chapter 129

Investing Through the Status Window.

Episode 129: The Northern Region (5).

Count Svedenberg, who ruled the mid-city of Varnamo, was sound asleep in his cozy bedroom when he was suddenly awakened by a small knock.

Though he was elderly, like a brave Northerner, he still boasted a rugged muscular build as he slowly sat up.

“Who is it?!”

Master… I apologize for the disturbance, but someone with urgent business has come to see you.

No matter the reason, visiting the Count’s castle at this hour was extremely discourteous… Unless it was truly an urgent matter.

“Who is it?”

It’s the Allen-Mercenary Group and the Ingmar-Mercenary Group.

Mercenary groups?

The Count couldn’t immediately think of a reason why the two mercenary groups would come. A slight suspicion crossed his mind that they might have ill intentions.

Of course, the Count’s family also had a guard and a mercenary group, so it seemed best to send them first to find out the situation.

The Count sent someone to find out why they had come all the way here… And after a long while, the reply returned.

The leader of the Allen-Mercenary Group, Allen, wishes to speak with the Count.

“Then tell him to come alone.”

Understood.

Thus, Allen, surrounded by the Count’s mercenary group, appeared before the Count.

Count Svedenberg first expressed his displeasure. He made it clear that if this was pointless matter, it was something he could not overlook.

However, the other party, without a hint of wavering, clearly stated his purpose.

“There is a demonic beast within the inner castle.”

“…A demonic beast?!”

Simultaneously, there was a sound of murmuring. However, the Count shook his head as if it were nonsense.

“If there were a demonic beast, there would have been chaos long ago. Do not try to deceive me with such absurdities!”

The once-mighty old man who once ruled the area roared loudly. However, Group Leader Allen continued speaking calmly, unfazed by the roar.

“Because it is not a simple monster. Its true identity is a minion of a succubus.”

“…What?”

“It is a being that feeds on a man’s essence. Even at this very moment, it is likely performing its vile act somewhere.”

The half-gray-haired Count stared intensely at Allen for a long time before finally speaking.

“Can you take responsibility for those words?”

“I will take responsibility.”

“Fine. Then go and find it. See if such a demonic beast truly exists!”

Thus, unlike usual, the inner gate opened at midnight. The Allen-Mercenary Group and the Ingmar-Mercenary Group marched in formation into the inner castle.

The Count’s mercenary group and the guards, and even the Count himself joined them. Though he had entered old age, he still boasted stats that rivaled those of most mercenaries.

The Blind Saintess continued to track the black line, followed closely by dozens of people.

…After walking for quite some time, they arrived at a certain location.

“Is there really a demonic beast here? Aren’t you mistaken?”

“My members never make mistakes. This is the place.”

They arrived at the mansion of the Count’s youngest son. It was clearly not a place where a monster would be, but Group Leader Allen confidently asserted.

In fact, the Count had recently felt that his son seemed to be getting noticeably thinner. He had once mentioned that it might be due to a lack of nutrition and advised him not to skip meals and eat well, but he wondered if this was the reason.

“…Alright, fine. Let’s see this through to the end.”

Strangely, the doorman, who should have been guarding the door, was nowhere to be seen. No, even though the Count’s group had entered the mansion, no one who should have appeared did.

Only then did the Count, sensing something strange, quietly followed Allen’s lead.

“Ordnung, how is it?”

“Here it is. The demonic energy is immense. Numerous streams are all converging here.”

As Allen slightly raised his hand, both mercenary groups prepared themselves for battle at any moment.

Even those who couldn’t feel it began to feel the strange energy pricking their skin. Those with high magic levels must have felt it the moment they entered the mansion.

They slowly walked to the deepest part of the mansion. Inside, illuminated by Elena’s bright magic orb, there was nothing unusual at first glance. It was just eerily quiet, like an empty house.

They arrived in front of a lavish door inside the mansion and took a final look at each other’s faces before opening it.

“Stay sharp.”

Allen gave a brief warning and signaled to open the door. And the arched door swung wide open to both sides.

There was no bedroom where it should have been, only a gray space wavering. This was an impossible phenomenon for the Northerners.

“What is this…?!”

Even the brave Count could not hide his astonishment at this bizarre phenomenon. Who would have thought such strange things would be in the mansion of his youngest son?

However, Allen had no time to explain this and that to the Count. The moment the door opened, the battle with the beasts had already begun.

“We’re going in.”

First, the Allen-Mercenary Group entered inside, followed by the Ingmar-Mercenary Group. The Count’s mercenary group waited outside.

The grayish space felt somewhat dreamlike. It was like wandering in a dream… It felt somewhat different from when he had entered the spirit realm before.

Allen ordered the mercenary group to form ranks and move quickly. They moved at a brisk pace, staying alert in all directions towards an unknown target.

…At that moment, a horde began to swarm from all sides.

They had thought that they were perhaps monsters, but upon closer inspection, they were not monsters but people. Numerous men, stark naked with erect genitals, were running towards them.

It seemed that the demonic beast had summoned humans it was exploiting in the dream world, as people of all kinds, both old and young, were mixed together.

As expected, their status windows didn’t open. This meant that they were not real humans.

“Push through!”

After all, they were beings within a dream. Even if they died, it wouldn’t be a real death, so Allen shouted to show no mercy.

However, since they were imbued with the demonic beast’s magic, they were beyond the scope of ordinary people. It seemed they were exerting at least two to three times their usual strength.

The two mercenary groups continued to advance, ruthlessly beating down the attacking monsters. The problem was that no matter how many they eliminated, their numbers never seemed to decrease. Perhaps it was because this was a dream.

However, for the Allen-Mercenary Group, who had survived even worse hells, this was not particularly challenging. They maintained their formation without the slightest disruption and kept moving forward incessantly. In fact, the famous Ingmar-Mercenary Group from the North was struggling to keep up with their pace.

As they continued to advance for quite some time, something finally began to appear in their sight.

Ah…

It was a massive lump. On its human-like skin, there were dozens, even hundreds, of all kinds of shapes of vulvas densely packed together. Men with erect penises were frantically thrusting into those sticky, dripping vulvas—no, not only humans, but also beasts and monsters were present there.

It couldn’t even be called mating. It was a scene of extracting semen like milking cows.

That was the true form of the succubus and its minions. The beautiful woman was nothing but an illusion in a dream.

Despite its horrific appearance, all the male members of the mercenary group who witnessed it were aroused. Simultaneously, a tremendous sexual urge struck their minds.

Allen momentarily bit his tongue, overcoming the dizzying impulse, and quickly shouted to his team members.

“Everyone, stay sharp! One careless move and that bastard will devour you!”

As they approached the area around the demonic beast, more males pounced on them. Not just humans but beasts and monsters as well…!

It was the desperate struggle of the males to protect their threatened queen.

The mercenary group was too busy dealing with enemies pouring in from all around. Allen, without realizing it, grabbed the large breasts of the Milk-Jug Mage next to him and shouted.

“Elena, magic!”

“Ah… yes…!”

Elena, offering her breasts to the Group Leader, chanted a powerful elemental magic spell. Soon, the magic flew towards the demonic beast and exploded.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

With a colossal explosion, foul-smelling semen gushed forth. Despite the horrific stench, they endured.

Of course, the demonic beast hit by magic wouldn’t stay still. It sent more males toward the Allen-Mercenary Group. To deal with that mage quickly.

Powerful males kept attacking them without dying. Some were hit by weapons and squirted semen. It was a truly filthy mess.

Soon, another spell was completed. Elena sent it flying towards the demonic beast again. The males tried their best to block it, but the beast still took considerable damage.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

More of its outer skin was damaged, and the accumulated semen gushed out.

At that very moment, the Blind Saintess, who had been biding her time, dashed forward like a beam of light and struck the demonic beast with her fist containing tremendous destructive power.

Paaaaaaaaaaaannnnnggggg.

With the sound of flesh bursting, the shockwave spread throughout the entire mass. Simultaneously, an immense amount of semen backflowed from the hole pierced by the magic.

And suddenly, the outer scenery began to melt away… The dream was collapsing.

The invincible males that had been charging madly at the mercenary group also turned into smoke one by one and disappeared.

Soon, the dream of the demonic beast vanished, revealing the bedroom of the Count’s son.

In the middle of the room lay the very mass of flesh seen in the dream. Though its size had significantly reduced, its grotesque appearance remained the same.

And the people of the mansion were thrusting their members into the demonic beast’s nether regions, panting heavily as they moved their hips. Among them was the gaunt son of the Count… He must have diligently offered his semen to this monster every night.

The mercenary group members emerging from the dream hurriedly rushed to detach those stuck to the demon, but their members were firmly gripped and wouldn’t come off.

Aaaaagh.

The men suddenly screamed in pain, and soon their members were severed. At that moment, the demonic beast’s body suddenly burst.

The horrific stench of accumulated semen spread all over. The bedroom descended into chaos.

In the midst of the confusion, the Blind Saintess did not miss the chance to capture the demonic beast’s main body trying to flee.

Kieeeeee.

It resembled a sea cucumber shaped like a woman’s genitals, writhing to escape from the Blind Saintess’s grasp.

Allen showed it to the Count and the Vice Group Leader right before their eyes. This was the very culprit behind the situation.

“Get rid of that blasphemous thing at once!”

When the Count shouted, Allen nodded towards the Blind Saintess. She threw it to the ground and stomped on it, crushing it completely.

Thus, the demonic beast was eliminated, but many men, including the Count’s son, lost their manhood.

…The price for the supreme pleasure given by the succubus’s vagina was the everything of a man.