Chapter 149: Heeheehee…Ddu-ddaa…Puhihi… (4)

Chapter 149:
Heeheehee…Ddu-ddaa…Puhihi… (4)

Tonight,
the night sky was exceptionally dark.

Even
the starlight, which usually shone dimly and illuminated the streets,
and the moonlight, which gently embraced the body, hid behind the
clouds and disappeared from view.

When
Diana checked her wristwatch, the hands were pointing exactly at
midnight.

Normally,
at this time, Diana and I would be wrapping up our work at the
tavern, cleaning, and chatting to unwind after the day.

“Oppa.
Oppa. Where are you going? Won’t you have a drink with me before
you leave? Hmm?”

“Wow.
What the hell? A syringe to prevent menstruation? … How does it
writhe like that just from walking?”

“Haa…I
just want to take off my helmet and go wild…Hng, my womb…”

“Phew.
I’ll hold back since it seems like there’s a main girl nearby.”

Now,
I am walking through the streets of a crude, lawless zone.

Women
dressed provocatively, almost exposing their breasts, spoke to me
like they were hunting, while others rubbed their thighs
suggestively, staring blatantly at my crotch. The gazes of women
observing from afar all focused on me and Nuer as we walked.

“…
By the way, what are those people scattering around?”

“Not
sure. But doesn’t it smell like really thick semen?”

Even
in the explorer’s district, I always attracted attention, but it
was worse here in the lawless zone.

Maybe
because it’s literally a lawless area where the guards won’t
patrol unless a major incident occurs.

The
behavior and expressions were much more blatant and daring.

“…
You. You’re attracting way more attention than I expected. When I
walked around alone, no one paid much notice.”

It
seemed even Nuer didn’t anticipate this situation.

“But
if this makes us more noticeable to the succubi, I’m all for it.”

The
goal of this mission was to capture a succubus roaming the lawless
zone.

“If
you think it’s not going to work, we’ll have to kill it, but if
possible, lead it toward capture.”

“Yes,
understood. So just keep scattering that stuff.”

“…”

However,
hunting a succubus, especially capturing one, in this vast lawless
zone is not an easy task.

Succubi,
with wings on their backs, have excellent mobility, and even
intermediate dream demons in a sane state are no pushovers in terms
of combat ability.

What
method can capture a quick, greedy succubus who only seeks men,
semen, and yang energy?

‘You
just have to announce, “There’s a man here!”’

Plop!

A
drop of semen slipped from the condom in my hand and hit the ground
in the lawless zone.

Soon,
the thick scent of semen began to waft faintly through the air.

With
the aphrodisiacal enhancement from the succubus curse and semen
matured deeply over several days, its scent was unbelievably potent.

This
was the semen that Ellie had kept lovingly with preservation magic.

I
had barely managed to retrieve just two of them after much begging.

– “Later,
you’ll give me more to replace what you took, right…?”

– “Of
course.”

– “Hey,
you promised, okay?! Hehe…”

Remembering
Ellie’s face, smiling innocently as she asked to do it again later,
I couldn’t help but feel a little nostalgic.

“…
Are we really doing this?”

Nuer,
holding the condom filled with my semen, asked with a confused
expression.

“Yes.
It’ll work perfectly. I was caught by a succubus in a labyrinth
once, and she nearly lost her mind trying to drink it.”

I
recalled Lurelin, the succubus who I defeated back then.

I
still couldn’t forget how she had clung desperately, kissing and
sucking on the glans for even a drop of precum.

If
she was that desperate for a little precum, this time, it’s
full-blown semen.

Even
if it wasn’t Lurelin, any succubus would undoubtedly go mad and
charge.

“Even
if succubi love semen, they wouldn’t go as far as greedily picking
up what’s fallen on the ground.”

“My
semen is a little different.”

At
this point, it was more of a certainty.

Even
if it weren’t a random male, my semen had considerable value to
succubi.

“…”

Gulp.

Nuer
gulped as she stared at the condom, sloshing with my semen.

“Did
you produce all this semen by yourself? You didn’t ask any male
explorers for help?”

What
kind of disgusting imagination…Was she crazy?

“It’s
all from me.”

“Then
how long did it take to collect all this? A month? Two?”

“…”

“Don’t
tell me. Three months…?”

“I
ejaculated it all at once a few days ago.”

“…!!!!
Wh-what the…insane…”

Nuer
stared at the heavy condom in her hands with genuine astonishment.

Though
she’d mentioned that aphrodisiacs that reduce sexual desire would
work well, it seemed she hadn’t realized the extent of my libido.

Anyway,

By
scattering the traces that an SSS-grade semen-producing male was
here, I wouldn’t have to search for the succubi—they would come
to me.

But
simply standing still and waiting wouldn’t be effective.

It
would work better if we were stationed where succubi were likely to
gather.

That’s
why, like Hansel and Gretel, we scattered drops of semen as we walked
through the streets of the lawless zone, heading for the brothel
district where the most victims had been reported.

“…
So, this is the lawless zone…”

“Yes.
One of the infamous landmarks and crime dens in the lawless zone: the
brothel district.”

I
wandered the brothel district, staring blankly and looking around.

It
wasn’t just one famous, large brothel. Every building on this
street was a brothel.

Even
at the entrance to the street, the offensive stench of vaginal
secretions and rancid semen assaulted my nose as I passed each
building.

The
pungent smell and the pink and red lanterns hanging from each
building made my eyes hurt.

“Damn
it. Ugh, did you bump into me? Bumped—Ahem. Hmm. Just walk away
while you can, before I change my mind.”

Those
who were drunk on drugs and alcohol staggered around, picking fights
with every few steps.

“Smooch,
smack—smack, puff… How was that? My tongue skills. Haha, look at
that shriveled-up dick.”

“Four
silver coins per shot…Ugh…”

“Cheh.
Acting all expensive like some gigolo. Fine, spread your legs wider
and tense your ass more if you don’t want me to crush your balls…”

In
the corners of the street or hidden alleys, some engaged in quick,
short sexual encounters.

“Harder!
Harder! Come! Come in me! Fill me up with that 7 cm rod of glory!”

“Ugh,
ngh, ugh—”

“Ahh…
I can feel it pouring into my womb… such superior genes…”

There
were also those whose frenzied mating cries echoed loudly enough to
be heard outside the buildings.

“Ah,
hey, Dark Elf sister! Come over here…Oh. S-sorry.”

Men
in disgusting, perverted outfits clung to women’s arms, begging and
pleading.

It
was hard to believe how many were indulging in a night of pleasure in
a place like this.

And
what was even harder to believe:

[◆
99,118th Puppet’s Curse]

[◆
9,112th Puppet’s
Curse]

[◆
42,919th Puppet’s Curse]

[◆
39,193rd Puppet’s Curse]

[◆
11,112th Puppet’s Curse]

[◆
2,365th Puppet’s Curse]

Every
one of them bore the Puppet’s Curse.

Not
just in the brothel district, but from the moment I entered the
lawless zone, most people I checked had this curse.

[Nuer
Erencia LV45]

[◆
298th Puppet’s Curse]

Even
the person standing right next to me was no exception.

“Ah,
seriously. Ugh. Disgusting.”

Nuer
rubbed her arm roughly, the one the gigolo had grabbed, with a
grimace on her face. Feeling my gaze, she turned toward me.

“Why
are you looking at me like that?”

“…No.
Um. Didn’t you enjoy it?”

“Tsk.
Enjoy it? Only those rotting away at the bottom would get aroused by
trash like that. They don’t even think about rising above and just
survive each day, clinging to one-night pleasures as their refuge.
Vermin.”

Her
sharp words were harsh, but I didn’t bother denying them.

“Enough.
Let’s keep moving.”

“Yes.”

We
continued to endure the revolting stench of semen and bodily fluids
from the brothel district as we dropped small amounts of semen from
the condom along the alley, heading deeper into the backstreets.

Plop!

“…Ah.”

A
drop of semen from the condom fell on Nuer’s thigh.

“…”

For
a moment, Nuer stared at the sticky fluid running down her leg, then
absently wiped it off with her hand.

“Nuer.”

“Huh,
uh, yeah. What? Why?”

She
seemed to be in a daze, staring at her finger smeared with the fluid,
but I pointed forward.

“We’ve
got company.”

There
was a man slumped against the wall, trembling violently.

Nuer
wiped her hand on her armor-like panties and approached the man.

“…Too
late. But he’s still warm. The semen and bodily fluids around him
haven’t dried. The succubus attack happened less than thirty minutes
ago. They’re still nearby.”

A
succubus was close.

That
meant they would soon find me, just like they did when they ambushed
me in the labyrinth but unlike back then, when I was defenseless and
asleep, I was fully alert now.

I
had come into their territory prepared.

We
moved the man out of harm’s way and proceeded down the alley to a
dead-end.

“Stick
to the plan, got it?”

“Yes.”

Swoosh.

Nuer,
the dark elf with black skin, blended into the shadows of the dim
alley.

Soon,
even her presence became almost impossible to detect.

[◆
Blessing of Presence Removal]

– Erases
the target’s presence. However, movement is restricted while in
this state.

– Magic
can be controlled while hidden.

Thanks
to her blessing, she vanished completely, making it impossible for
even the keen senses of a succubus to detect her.

Plop!

I
squeezed the condom, letting a significant amount of semen spill onto
the ground.

A
puddle of thick semen pooled on the floor, releasing a scent designed
to lure the succubi.

“…”

For
a brief moment, I thought I felt Nuer’s gaze on me, but it vanished
as quickly as it appeared.

The
“plan” was simple: lure the succubus to me.

I
would stall them while Nuer cast binding magic to incapacitate them.
We’d repeat this until we captured all four.

Then—zap!

An
unfamiliar yet familiar presence entered my perception range.

A
succubus.

Two
of them.

‘Starting
off strong.’

Then—zap!

Three.

‘Still
manageable.’

Nuer
was a highly skilled magician, and she had enough magic stored to
take care of them. I just needed to hold them off.

Then—zap!

Six.

“Oh,
crap.”

That
was…a lot.

Two
figures appeared in the alley, their bodies moving with eerie grace,
while four more hovered above, flapping their wings.

“Hee-hee.”

Black
horns, black wings, heart-shaped tails. Their luscious lips,
shimmering from the semen coating, curled into sly smiles.

“We
found you.”

Their
hazy eyes locked onto me—the man who produced that potent scent.

“Incubus.”

As
expected of succubi, they recognized my condition instantly.

No
matter. The plan remained unchanged.

“Alright,
you little devils. Bring it on.”

No
matter the numbers, I just needed to swing my axe a few more times.

Schwing!

The
succubi giggled as they saw me wield the axe.

And
then—

“We’re
here to escort you.”

One
knelt, bowing deeply before me.

“Please,
come with us, Incubus.”

Something…wasn’t
right.