episode_0009

“Feeling stuffy? Just bear with it a little longer.”

*Crack.*

After driving for a while from Seoul, the place they arrived at was a rural intercity bus terminal in Chungcheongbuk-do.

Judging by the presence of the county office, it seemed to be a region at the county level.

Ilho, wearing a helmet, looked around in amazement.

With a black helmet and even a shield heavily tinted, his face was not visible. He wore red tracksuits top and bottom, carrying a bag on his back.

One would have thought all eyes would be on him, but a crazy guy wearing only underwear and a cloak was on the bus, so no one paid attention to the disguised Hop Goblin.

The reason they had come this far was to purchase weapons.

The weapons bought at the mart turned out to be much less durable than expected.

In the first battle alone, four swords broke.

It was because the skin of the skilled warrior Chung’s tattoo was tougher than expected, and the sword itself was a mess. Considering that battles would happen frequently in the future, having good weapons was indeed crucial.

So, after searching, they had come here to purchase a sword made by a truly skilled blacksmith.

Ilho, the Hop Goblin following closely behind, was truly sturdy.

When Ilho’s height was measured with a ruler, it was exactly 2 meters.

For the soldiers, they urgently ordered helmets and tracksuits for same-day delivery in bulk. This was because all the goblins were walking around half-naked.

Ilho didn’t seem to have any sense of inferiority, appearing as a powerful superhuman figure.

He strolled slowly, sightseeing the military base.

Coincidentally, it was market day, and the place was filled with people out shopping.

“Wow… I thought it was just a rural area. This is serious…”

There were so many shops that even an average market couldn’t hand out business cards. Ilho, standing behind, kept sniffing around, showing interest.

“Aren’t you amazed too? It’s my first time in a place like this… That woman has never taken me to a market like this before.”

Seeing children holding their mothers’ hands while out shopping reminded him of old times.

No matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn’t conjure up any pleasant memories. This was because he had been hit or spent many days alone at home.

*Kekik.*

“Huh? What?”

Ilho kept sniffing around and hesitantly pointed at something.

Upon closer inspection, it was a stand selling hot dogs.

When his eyes met the lady’s, she smiled widely and gestured for them to come over. Without thinking, they ended up buying and eating hot dogs.

“How much are they?”

“5 for 5,000 won. Shall we give you 10, sir?”

“Give me 20.”

“Oh my, just a moment, please wait. Hoho.”

As they ordered in bulk, the lady’s smile widened. Given Ilho’s size, five hot dogs wouldn’t make much of a difference.

“Please put them in a bag.”

“Sure. I’ll add ketchup separately. It tastes good when dipped, and it’s tasty even without it.”

“Thank you.”

Taking Ilho, who couldn’t take his eyes off the hot dogs, they found a secluded spot. While pondering where to eat, Ilho pointed upwards with his finger.

“Shall we go up the building? Let’s find the entrance…”

*Crunch.*

“Huh? Whooooa!”

Ilho, wrapping his arms around my waist, jumped in place.

Was this what it felt like to ride a roller coaster for the first time? With his strength defying gravity, he swiftly ascended to the rooftop of the four-story building.

“Haha. Amazing… I’m fine with just one, so you can have them all.”

*Kekk.*

Does it taste similar to human flesh?

Ilho, now smiling oddly, took off his helmet and ate the hot dogs without even taking a breath.

Since evolving, Ilho’s gaze had clearly changed. While others felt like NPCs, Ilho seemed more human-like.

He observed and contemplated each object.

“Let’s quickly buy weapons and head home. I’m worried since only the kids are there.”

*Crunch.*

In the blink of an eye, Ilho finished the hot dogs and went to the blacksmith’s house.

Though the shop looked quite shabby, there was a bold signboard from the entrance.

[Master Craftsman]

[Home of Skills Transfer]

[Blacksmith]

“Oh, this is amazing… He was truly a master.”

As we opened the shop door and entered, the sound of hammering could be heard. Inside the narrow blacksmith shop, various tools were hanging all around.

A middle-aged man who seemed to be the owner was hammering iron, crafting something.

As he greeted us to come in, other customers who had arrived earlier were already admiring the scene.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

I stared blankly as the hot iron was shaped into a sharp knife blade.

Standing beside me, Ilho seemed excited, continuously growling while admiring the knives.

“Yeah. I should use something like this.”

Apart from kitchen knives, sickles, and scissors, there were various products made of iron. Each one was solid and looked very well-crafted.

“Can I place a bulk order, sir?”

“Oh, of course. Are you opening a restaurant? Or are you into farming?”

“Yes. I need a knife for cutting meat.”

“Then these ones here will suit you well, made of special alloy, rust-resistant and durable.”

As I received the knife handed by the blacksmith, even the handle felt different to hold.

The blade, meticulously crafted with each strike of the hammer, gleamed sharply. Handing it to Ilho, who displayed a skillful handling, he seemed satisfied.

“What if this knife gets dull or breaks while using it?”

“Just bring it back. I’ll repair it for you.”

“Alright. Then I’ll buy everything here. Sickles and hammers too.”

“Oh, everything? You’re not planning to use them on people, are you?”

The blacksmith, who had been eyeing Ilho’s hands clad in leather gloves, filled with suspicion, asked.

“No, no. It’s for cutting raw meat. I’m also considering farming.”

“You must be a valuable customer. Haha. Here’s my business card. Feel free to contact me anytime.”

“Can you also send them by delivery?”

“Sure. You see the contact details on the card? Just let me know what you need. Oh, when cutting meat, be careful not to touch the bones. They’re harder than you think and can damage the edge quickly.”

The blacksmith glanced at Ilho after his words.

Whether he understood or not, Ilho seemed engrossed in the weapons by appearance.

With a wide smile, the blacksmith packed the weapons into six boxes.

I made the payment on the spot via bank transfer.

Ilho, carrying the load on his back, walked to the intercity bus terminal.

***

“What’s going on here again? Ihoo, explain.”

Upon arriving home, I went straight to the room where the women were staying, including Irene.

As expected, another incident had occurred.

Blood was flowing from the mouth of a goblin, while Irene and Baekchoa were shedding tears.

Even one of Cho-a’s eyes was swelling up.

“Keke. Kieek. Puck. Peek peek.”

Ihoo, jumping off the bed, mimicked hitting something on the floor.

“So you got into a big fight over this?”

“Keke.”

I roughly understood Ihoo’s elaborate hand gestures.

I had them stay together so Irene wouldn’t get bored, but it seems they tried to escape.

So, it appeared that the women conspired and ended up having a skirmish with a soldier.

“Cho-a, why did you do that? I told you to behave.”

“You crazy bastard…! You impregnated me and made me give birth to some weird monster, and now what? Behave? Just kill me! Kill me!”

Baekchoa shouted fiercely, her breasts trembling with each word.

Not only were they trembling, but a little milk was dripping, making it hard to look away.

It seemed like taking a sip would quench thirst, but the atmosphere wasn’t pleasant.

She had changed her personality after her first childbirth.

Or maybe she had always been like that.

Thud.

“Krrrr…”

“Sob? Eeek…”

Ihoo, entering the room without dropping the load, displayed a strong presence. As he growled menacingly, the women hugged each other, trembling in fear.

“Oh, please… Spare us…”

“Sob sob. Please, take me home… Please…”

Observing women crying naked, their breasts noticeably enlarged. Their areolas widened, nipples large enough to want to put in one’s mouth.

Staring at her chest, Cho-a spoke while crying.

“My parents must have already reported to the police. It’s just a matter of time before you get caught. You villain.”

“Well, they probably won’t come. You’re counting on phone tracking? It’s already taken care of. They’ll be in China.”

“What, what…?”

“Tattoo Chung, Irene, and Cho-a’s phones were all sold to a dealer in Daerim-dong.”

I expected they would try to track the location.

So, a few days ago, I visited Daerim-dong on my way to the mart. I sold the lost phone to a Chinese person buying them in an unmarked building office.

I anticipated the police would eventually come to the studio apartment, but I could delay it as much as possible.

“There will come a day when being with me will be truly safe. I promised to protect you.”

Bae Cho-a, who was sobbing with her head bowed, glared at me.

“Villains like you will surely be sought out and killed by Hyperion!”

Indeed, when it comes to superheroes, it’s Hyperion.

He is overwhelmingly supported and praised in Korea.

And he is also my target.

“I’m not a villain. I am an agent chosen by God.”

“God? You crazy bastard. No. You’re just a rapist, a lunatic with insane abilities!”

Her lips trembled as she pointed to Il-ho sitting next to me.

“I’ve traveled far to the countryside and keep getting cursed at, so honestly, I don’t feel good. Kids, grab the females.”

Thanks to Il-ho’s evolution, I decided to extend the interval for childbirth, thinking about the women’s bodies.

But I am human too, and getting angry constantly made me feel bad.

Seeing them naked made me also want to relieve my lust.

So, I decided to have intercourse with the two women.

Pale-faced Bae Cho-a crouched, trying to cover her chest and genitals. Seeing her like that made me so aroused that I could almost pierce through my pants.

“Eek! P-please don’t… please… please.”

“Oh, no… in the eyes! It hurts, it hurts!”

Goblins grabbed the women’s wrists near their heads.

I looked down at my struggling females and undressed.

I spread Irene’s thighs to check her genital condition. Then, I checked Bae Cho-a’s vaginal opening.

They were moist, slightly dilated, appearing optimal for impregnation.

“I plan to take over this studio apartment tomorrow. So, I need soldiers.”

I sat between Cho-a’s trembling thighs, pressing my glans against her.

Perhaps due to childbirth, a distinct pregnancy line had formed between her navel and belly button.

“Ugh! N-no… stop… I don’t want to! Ugh! Aah!”

Squelch, squelch.