Chapter 70: Han So-young

Han So-young’s entry into the ruins was purely by chance.

Waking up on the uninhabited island, she was shocked first by the fact that she couldn’t use her abilities.

Second, she was shocked by the goblins that appeared before her eyes.

Naturally, her course of action focused on avoiding the goblins somehow.

Whether fortunate or unfortunate, the place she was stranded was quite far from Jinwoo.

She was able to avoid humans, who were scarier than monsters and beasts, somehow.

‘I, I’m starving to death……’

However, no matter how lucky you are, you can’t escape the problem of food.

For some, what’s abundant everywhere is all edible, but…

Han So-young lacked the knowledge to distinguish them.

The only thing she ate was wild berries she happened to find.

By the time she reached the ruins, her body was completely exhausted.

She entered the ruins simply to avoid conflict.

Anywhere was fine as long as she could rest her body, shivering from the downpour.

What welcomed her upon entering was a message she saw for the first time here.

【You have discovered the island’s ruins for the first time!】

【You can become the Saintess who guards these ruins.】

【Will you accept?】

Honestly, she didn’t have many options.

She was on the verge of starving to death if she stayed like this, so she had to do something.

【Congratulations! You have become the Saintess!】

【You will no longer starve to death thanks to the Saintess’s power!】

【You can activate the Saintess’s territory!】

【You will be able to use your power within your domain!】

At first, she thought it was amazing.

Hunger disappeared, and she even gained some unknown ability.

Besides, a Saintess. Doesn’t that sound impressive?

“The outfit is a bit revealing… but hey, I like it because it’s pretty!”

That was until she realized she couldn’t leave this ruin.

“No, this is too much! Are you telling me to stay here forever?!”

After that, Han So-young’s mental strength rapidly eroded.

It would be one thing if there were even the slightest risk to survival.

With hunger gone, her anxiety only intensified.

Moreover, the so-called power wasn’t much either.

It allowed only those she permitted to enter her territory,

and it was an ability to brainwash others if given enough time.

Furthermore, to use it, she had to be in this hidden room,

with a restriction that she couldn’t leave the room for 7 days.

Isn’t that just a trashy ability?

“What am I supposed to do with this on an uninhabited island with no people?! I’m just a Saintess in name, a mere decoration!”

At least the stupid goblins occasionally appeared.

All Han So-young had to do was brainwash the goblins she saw, arm them, and pretend to be their queen.

But she quickly got tired of that too.

Goblins are ugly, and they couldn’t even communicate.

Furthermore, there was one more thing that made her tremble.

‘What if Senior Jinwoo is also alive?’

The team members were all stranded in the same location.

Doesn’t that mean there’s a possibility someone else survived besides her?

What if she met that person on the uninhabited island?

She didn’t even want to imagine what might happen.

Realistically, it was a low probability.

Confined to a small space, her paranoia only worsened, making her anxious.

In the end, she put the useless goblins on standby outside.

If they were told to handle things themselves, they might stop at least one person.

How much time had passed since she stayed in the ruins like that?

Han So-young met another survivor for the first time.

It would have been better if that person wasn’t Kim Jinwoo, whom she feared so much.

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“Hic, hiccup!”

Han So-young’s body flinched.

Seeing that state, it seemed this was all she had prepared.

A sloppy goblin troop and some unknown territory.

Well, it would be unfair to be judged as having little preparation.

Unless one was a prophet, they couldn’t possibly know Jinwoo would have such skills.

“Honestly, I felt relieved.”

“Huh? Wh-what?”

“If you had reflected or sincerely apologized, my position would have been awkward. But this way, it doesn’t matter if I boil you or burn you.”

“H-hiccup!”

WHAM!

Jinwoo’s fist swung towards Han So-young’s face.

Han So-young shut her eyes tightly.

No, it was precisely when he was about to swing.

【The current target is protected by the Saintess’s Protect.】

【Immunity is generated against attacks or violence.】

What is this now?

Jinwoo stared blankly at the displeasing message that appeared before his eyes.

He had thought that he wasn’t the only one to gain new skills after coming to the island, but…

It seems she’s somehow receiving protection.

“Ah, ahahaha! How is it? This is my new ability, Protect!”

“Protect?”

“Senior, you can’t use violence on me! All attacks that inflict wounds on the Saintess’s body are blocked!”

Han So-young, who had been terrified just moments ago, shouted confidently.

It was understandable that she was so confident.

With this level of performance, wouldn’t it be at least an A-class skill or higher?

It seemed the title ‘Saintess’ wasn’t just for show.

“Now, make your choice.”

Han So-young, having regained her confidence, sat down on a fancy chair.

She even crossed her legs arrogantly.

“Choose what?”

“Whether you’ll end your life trapped in this room for a week, or obey me. As I said, I’m a Saintess now, right? If you swear loyalty, I’ll consider our past relationship and make sure you don’t have to worry about starving to death.”

Wasn’t it said that one could only leave this room after 7 days?

That’s why Han So-young seems to think Jinwoo will inevitably starve to death.

Well, I have enough food in my inventory to last at least a month.

Of course, Han So-young wouldn’t know that.

“Ahem! Ahem! I had my reasons for causing trouble back then, but still, I never intended to kill anyone. I, I was also a little lonely.”

“……..”

“But Senior, you’re a dangerous person to me, so I can’t just let you go. Instead, you must release the territory immediately and swear obedience to me… Hngh!”

Flinch!

Jinwoo’s hand gently touched Han So-young’s cheek.

But as soon as he tried to pinch it, it was blocked, as expected.

“I see. So it blocks when a certain amount of force or pain is applied.”

“Y-yes! So just give up, Hyaak!”

Han So-young’s body trembled as if spasming.

It was because he tickled her side, brushing past it.

“W-wait, what are you doing… Hic! Keke! S-stop it… Eueheh! I told you to stop! Ahaha!”

Jinwoo’s touch began to tickle various parts of her body.

She tried to escape, but his hand had already burrowed into her sensitive armpit.

‘It’s a bit annoying… but it seems I can do something, just as Han So-young said.’

It’s impossible to inflict direct pain or wounds.

But I could certainly touch her gently.

And human suffering isn’t just caused by simple violence.

Didn’t Hilde and Shin Seom-hwa themselves suffer from intense pleasure and even faint?

“Hahk! S-stop! Stop it! Ahahaha!”

Han So-young, who had been squirming, buried herself into the chair.

But she couldn’t move an inch.

His hand, which had burrowed deep, was tickling her armpit, focusing all her nerves there.

“H-hic! Why, why isn’t it blocking… I have Protect… Ehihihi!”

“It seems this thing doesn’t interpret this as causing pain.”

Seeing as Han So-young forgot about it too, this Protect must activate automatically.

But if that’s the case, the criteria for when it activates become somewhat ambiguous.

If air is blocked, one cannot breathe.

Without warmth, people freeze to death.

The system probably regulates such things based on its own criteria.

‘System skills aren’t handled by humans, so there are loopholes. This Protect probably didn’t anticipate blocking such subtle touches.’

Jinwoo wasn’t exactly inflicting wounds on her body.

Even the person being tickled just keeps laughing.

That doesn’t mean it isn’t distressing, though.

“Ahahaha! S-stop! Stop it! No more! Ahahaha!”

He vigorously tickled the struggling Han So-young.

Her clothes were thin too, so it wasn’t difficult to touch her sensitive bare skin.

Although it was slightly different from the way I expected.

It seems methods of torture like this existed even in ancient times.

“Ehihihi! I feel like I’m going to die! Eugeuk! Heugeuk!”

Sweat beaded up on Han So-young’s body.

It actually made her skin smoother, like lubricant.

His fingers, now moving more easily, moved persistently.

“Eueheuhk! Hahk! Aagh! M-my armpits, stop! It tickles too much! Ahahaha!”

‘I never thought I’d end up using Golden Finger like this.’

Thanks to Golden Finger, it was clear where Han So-young was most ticklish.

Especially when touching her sensitive spots, she writhed uncontrollably.

“Kyaahahaha! Stop! Please stop now! Ahahaha!”

Perhaps she was suffering greatly, as Han So-young had slid off the chair.

But she couldn’t avoid his touch.

Jinwoo continued to tickle the fallen Han So-young.

“Ehihihi! Ahahaha!”

She tried to resist somehow, shaking her head rapidly left and right.

Of course, even such reactions only served as hints, intensifying the tickling.

Her already revealing clothes became disheveled, exposing her chest and underwear, but…

Han So-young didn’t even have the time to pay attention to that.

“I’m, dead… I’m really dead…!”

Tears welled up in Han So-young’s eyes.

The thin fabric revealed her navel as her stomach heaved continuously,

and her weakened thighs trembled uncontrollably.

“Heukkeuk… Heuak…!”

But Jinwoo didn’t hold back.

He knew from experience.

Women don’t lose consciousness from this much.

After tickling her for a few more minutes like that.

“Eueheuhuhuhu! I, I really can’t anymore… Heukkeuueu!”

She broke.

Drip, drip.

Now Han So-young’s eyes were half-rolled, showing the whites, and drool trickled from her mouth.

Fluid flowed from between her legs, making her wet.

The strength in her muscles completely gave out, even opening her bladder.

Laughter and distress remained, but her resistance weakened.

Her body no longer had the strength to resist.

“Ehihihihi! S-see, that’s enough! Stop! Ahahaha!”

However, that wasn’t a reason to stop the torture.

Rather, as her body relaxed, she had to feel the tickles defenselessly.

“Euhuhuhu! Stop! Please stop! I, I was wrong! Please! Ahahaha!”

Tears, snot, and even drool.

Despite being a mess from distress, her face was still smiling.

Compared to her elegant Saintess attire, she looked utterly pathetic.

“Do you want me to stop?”

Jinwoo, who had been moving his hands silently, spoke for the first time.

Han So-young quickly nodded her head.

“Then deactivate the Protect on your body. I don’t know about activating it, but you can turn it off at will, right? It’s useless anyway.”

“N-no… Without this, hiccup! You’ll really kill me and torture me…!”

It seems her mind can still work that much.

But Jinwoo wasn’t particularly disappointed.

“Oh? Then I guess I have no choice.”

“W-wait! Ughp! Hghp!”

As if he didn’t want to hear her laughter anymore.

Jinwoo stuffed a gag into Han So-young’s mouth.

He resumed the tickling right away.

“~~~~”

Han So-young’s body, wriggling like a worm, sprayed fluids like a fountain.

Anyway, the time trapped in this room is a week.

There’s more than enough time.

Thus, Jinwoo’s tickle torture continued until Han So-young passed out.