38. The Peerless Beauty.

‘Hmm… what’s this situation now?’

 

 

It’s not like they’re elders with fire in their eyes to get Yujeong, but a group of upright righteous faction people.

Of course, they’re all women, and especially the sect leader, U Surin, is a very beautiful woman, but if I just wanted beauty, I would have sucked her dry a long time ago.

 

‘Tch. Is it true that things in the world don’t go as you please?’

 

 

Yujeong is such an out-of-this-world person that he doesn’t really grasp the strength of people like U Surin or Kim Suhyun. But looking at the atmosphere, the Yi Hwa side is being pushed back significantly.

 

If they lose here, the women of Yi Hwa, including Kim Suhyun, will suffer great hardships, and in the worst case, they might die.

 

‘That won’t do.’

 

 

If Kim Suhyun dies, nearly two months of abstinence will mean nothing.

How I’ve endured, I absolutely cannot allow that.

 

 

 

Pu-hwak!

 

 

“Keueuk..!”

 

 

While I was thinking, the fight progressed quite a bit.

The ten Yi Hwa Swordswomen fought fiercely, but one by one they fell, and Kim Suhyun’s body was getting wounded here and there.

To make matters worse, people who appeared to be warriors from the Bota Sect kept coming up the stairs.

 

 

The battle situation completely tilted.

Yujeong had no choice but to step forward.

I’ll receive some suspicion, but it’s better than Kim Suhyun dying.

 

 

But then!

 

 

 

 

 

-Hmph. You’ve been keeping her all to yourself, and now look at the mess she’s in.

 

 

 

 

A voice that sounded familiar echoed loudly, and the wall on the observatory side was roughly smashed as several figures entered.

 

“Il-gunsa, do you know any proverbs from Goryeo where you used to live?”

 

 

Three women.

Each boasted a slender figure and beauty, scanning the crowd with expressions filled with sex appeal, seductiveness, and wickedness.

 

 

The woman at the very front suddenly hugged Yujeong from behind.

“Heok!”

 

And then, she reached out her right hand and roughly fondled his important parts.

 

 

“Hieek!”

 

 

In this sudden situation, Yujeong felt bewildered yet strangely thrilled and pleased.

 

 

“There’s a saying that you should share even half a bean. But it’s no good if a Goryeo person ignores the proverbs of their hometown.”

 

She teased the suffering (but acting) Yujeong and stuck her tongue in his ear.

Then the women on either side of her glared.

 

 

“Eueut….”

“Eighth Elder, aren’t you enjoying yourself too much alone?”

“Eueung? Don’t you know about respecting elders (長幼有序)? Of course, this body should enjoy it first. Hehe.”

“Monopolization (獨占) is not allowed.”

“Of course. Do I look like such a miser?”

 

Right. These women are the pride and top force (崔高戰力) of the Yi Hwa Palace (梨花宮), the Seventeen Elders of Yi Hwa (梨花十七長老).

Each one is made up of absolute masters, and when they mobilize, even a medium-sized sect (門派) cannot put up proper resistance.

 

Of course, as it is the Yi Hwa Palace (梨花宮), their actions are so decadent and notorious that they can be called splendid.

Still, they were women who were somewhat buried (?) due to the palace lord, Yeo Serin, and the publicly recognized sex maniac of Gangho, Gung Munhye, and others.

 

“…You guys!”

 

 

U Surin, horrified by the appearance of the elders.

There’s a limit to throwing ashes on a done meal, and no matter how much she is the head of the Sword Pavilion, she cannot easily guarantee victory if three elders have appeared.

 

 

 

 

 

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“Is it okay to keep going like this?”

“….”

“I wonder if it’ll just fizzle out….”

 

 

Seo Hyun returned to the mountain fortress without any particular gain.

She had been participating in the Martial Arts Alliance (武林盟) meetings almost every day, but there was no progress at all.

 

They say they’re going to conquer the Yi Hwa Palace and the Black Heaven Alliance right away, but when you go into the details, they fiercely argue about which sect will take the lead and how many warriors will be drafted, wasting time.

Does that mean they have no intention of doing it at all? That’s not true either. Everyone is burning with tremendous passion to conquer the Evil Sect Martial Arts World (邪派武林).

However, they are just fighting to maximize the interests of their own sect within that.

 

 

In addition, the contact with Namgung Hyeok (南宮弈) was unpleasant because it seemed to have only increased strange gazes without any particular gain.

 

 

Anyway, if we delay time like this, there’s no way to know how much time we’ll waste.

 

“But what can we do~. This little one is weak.”

“….”

 

 

Seo Hyun, who was glaring at Eun Soryeong, who was still lazing around and teasing her, got up from her seat as if she had made up her mind.

 

 

“It’s been two months since we’ve heard from Master-nim. Even though you can escape, seeing that you’re doing that, it’s clearly Master-nim’s intention, but….”

“Intention, but?”

“Still, as a maid, I should find Master-nim to prepare for any possible situation. I will proceed with the work separately from those cowardly Martial Arts Alliance people.”

“But you lost, right? To that Sword Empress or whatever. Can you win?”

“……I will request support from the home country.”

 

Seo Hyun had an unhappy face, but it seems she thought she had no choice.

 

 

“Shall I bring the wives?”

“Unlike you-nim, those people are very busy. They would like to come, but it will be difficult.”

“I’m busy in my own way too.”

 

 

She ignored Soryeong’s nonsense and immediately contacted her home country.

 

 

“But aren’t you the strongest among the maids? If you couldn’t win, is there any point in calling other kids?”

“Tsk. How foolish. I’m the chief of staff. I’m an office worker. Do you understand?”

“Bullshit.”

“There are separate combat positions. It’s not for nothing that we created the Imperial Guard.”

“Oh, is that so?”

 

 

Seo Hyun conveyed the current situation to her home country, instructed a detailed list, and called for support.

And about an hour later.

They appear in the courtyard of the mountain fortress with a huge earthquake that shakes the entire mountain.

 

 

In the old days (?) when the Eunha Empire was called the Harem Palace, an Imperial Guard for Yujeong had already been organized.

However, in modern times, Yujeong himself runs wild, and the secretaries, including Seo Hyun, cause a ruckus, so it hasn’t been highlighted well.

Perhaps that’s why the perception that the best among the maids is Seo Hyun has spread unknowingly.

But as she said, Seo Hyun is an office worker. After the stat casino was officially operated, it was incomparable to combat positions.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Oh. I’ve seen that person before. On TV.”

 

Women appearing from the rising smoke.

One of them caught Eun Soryeong’s eye.

 

 

When the B-class dungeon first occurred in Tokyo in the past, no one except Yujeong played a proper role, but there were a few who could be counted.

 

 

Lucrecia.

 

 

A woman who was active in the Manhattan Dungeon in the United States, she crossed over to Tokyo when the B-class dungeon occurred. In the meantime, she boldly bet against Yujeong, but sadly lost. Eventually, she became Yujeong’s sex slave and is now working as the captain of his Imperial Guard.

 

 

 

“The 13th General Commander of Justice and the 1st Division Commander. Lucrecia. Appearing here for justice (正義).”

 

 

She kindly introduces herself as soon as she appears without even being asked.

Her long silver ponytail fluttered in the wind.

 

 

Perhaps infected by her, the woman next to her also introduced herself.

 

 

“…2nd Division Commander Gu Yena. No, but why the fuck are we doing this?”

“Hmph. That’s a foolish question. If you are in a position to defend justice, you must first reveal who you are.”

“What are you talking about, you otaku bitch.”

“Are you… are you fighting again? Please do it moderately. It’s unsightly. Ah, by the way, my name is Kirara Satomi, the 3rd Division Commander. Please take care of me.”

“….”

“….”

“….”

“….”

“Why is no one saying anything? Were we not called?”

“Why did you call those kinds of kids?”

“…Their personalities are like that, but their skills are okay. Stats don’t betray you.”

“Don’t you think that Henrieta or whatever is better?”

“That child is a stat cow, so she has to be in Gangnam for the Eunha Empire to run smoothly. You idiot-nim.”

“You’re saying rude things in front of people.”

“…Anyway, you came well. You’ve heard everything about the situation, right?”

“Yeah.”

“But is three all? I thought you were going to call a lot of support.”

 

Seo Hyun sighed at Soryeong’s question.

 

“What’s the point of bringing a lot? We already know the location anyway, we just need to catch that bitch Jansalma. And the Yi Hwa Palace.”

“I still can’t believe it.”

 

Soryeong looks at Lucrecia with a very dissatisfied face.

She couldn’t believe that those women could win against the woman who had almost played with Seo Hyun. In fact, one of them looks like a hikikomori shut-in.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Scatter. Senbonzakura (萬本櫻).”

 

 

In that atmosphere, Lucrecia, who suddenly drew her sword, shouted the name of the technique.

The sword she drew scattered with a sharr, turning into countless strands of petals.

 

 

“Here we go again, you otaku.”

 

 

Gu Yena, who had seen this scene to the point of being sick of it, sighed, and Kirara smiled awkwardly.

 

 

“Senbonzakura Transformation (萬本櫻變形) : Massacre (殲).”

 

Whether they said that or not, the blades that had turned into petals instantly erased the mountain fortress building and returned to take the shape of the sword.

 

 

“….”

“Let’s replace the answer with this.”

“…That’s our house, you idiot.”

 

 

Of course, Soryeong was just more dumbfounded.