episode_0243

“Aargh!”

Ethan clutched his abdomen, flew back, slammed into the wall, and slumped to the ground.

A hole, 10cm in diameter, had opened in his side where the fist had struck.

The cross-section of the hole looked as if it had been scorched by intense heat, the flesh melted away, leaving no trace of blood.

While the lack of excessive bleeding was a small mercy, it was a grievously fatal wound that rendered such a detail meaningless.

“Gah! Ugh! Hehehe, so you were the one who took the artifact from the auction house? I didn’t know you had a talent for theft too.”

“Is that all you have to say?”

I strode towards him.

I still had time, but it was best to cut his life thread as quickly as possible.

Despite that, the reason I didn’t rush him was my concern that he might be hiding a trick.

I couldn’t mess up now, not at the very end.

Just as I expected, Ethan pulled out a red gem from his pocket and threw it at me.

‘That’s…’

A dense demonic energy emanated from the gem.

In that moment of rising anxiety.

Boom!

The gem exploded, and an impenetrable darkness enveloped the surroundings.

“Damn it!”

In this sudden situation, I flung myself backward and enveloped my entire body in pure flame.

The darkness was consumed by the flames, vanishing without leaving any effect.

Then, a voice echoed from beyond the darkness.

“Hyun. I admit my defeat this time. But next time, it will be different.”

“Where do you think you’re going to run off to! I won’t let you get away!”

Flames roared!

I violently shook my hand.

Following that movement, flames spread in all directions, burning away the darkness and clearing a path to Ethan.

Ethan grinned when our eyes met.

“See you again.”

“You, don’t tell me…!”

Snap!

The moment I widened my eyes, realizing what he was about to do, he snapped his fingers and vanished, enveloped in magic.

All that remained were traces of his blood.

“This crazy bastard.”

I couldn’t suppress my agitation.

And for good reason; Ethan had forcibly used spatial distortion.

He knew that attempting spatial movement within a spatial distortion field could result in instant death, yet he took that gamble.

This meant I couldn’t determine whether he was alive or dead.

If he died like this, it would be a relief, but if he survived, he would become a major headache.

“Should I have just ignored the gem?”

I had been too wary of the smokescreen and ended up losing the most important target, Ethan.

But regret always comes too late.

More importantly, since I didn’t know the gem’s true nature, my action of avoiding it wasn’t wrong at all.

It was just bad luck.

“Sigh… For now, let’s get out of here.”

I used a magical cleansing agent to easily erase my traces and exited the underground area.

A thunderous crash!

The moment I emerged above ground, a tremendous roar assaulted my ears.

At its source stood a man.

Wielding a longsword and a cross-shaped dagger, he stood defiantly against Cain.

‘Sixth Sword. Paladin Rainstor.’

There was only one Holy Knight in the Holy Order who used such unique weapons.

Normally, all Paladins, except Johann, the Pope’s personal guard, would be dispatched externally, focused on hunting down the Dark Order, but it seemed he had returned at an inconvenient time.

This was going to be a headache.

But there was someone else I needed to worry about besides Rainstor.

“Eunrang! Surrender peacefully!”

Our beautiful Saintess stood proudly blocking the path, her enchanting voluminous chest supported by her crossed arms.

Gazing at her chest, I felt my lifespan increase in real-time, but I honestly couldn’t be happy about it.

‘Damn it. The Saintess is here too?’

Behind her, dozens of Holy Knights, likely drawn by the commotion, surrounded the area, forming a blockade.

I glanced at Cain.

“-Cain. Is there a way?”

“-Well. It might be possible if I push myself a bit, but then my identity would be revealed.”

“-That won’t do.”

If Cain were suspected, their gaze would turn to me and Alisa, who frequented his shop every day.

I needed a different method.

After pondering, I decided to try persuading the Saintess, regardless of success.

“Saintess-nim. Couldn’t you just withdraw?”

“What? Are you saying you’ll just leave after turning the Holy Order into a mess?”

“You know who’s here, don’t you? Ethan Gloucester is an Apostle of the Dark Order.”

“It’s not certain yet! More importantly, does that mean… you killed him?”

“…”

The Saintess’s eyes turned towards the underground.

I remained silent at her words, and the Saintess became enraged.

“You killed him! Unforgivable! I will subdue you!”

“I don’t want to fight you, Saintess-nim.”

“Then surrender peacefully!”

Whoosh!

The Saintess enhanced her body with divine magic and dashed forward like an arrow.

Her movements were incredible.

Her speed was one thing, but with every step she took, her swaying, voluminous chest, moving up, down, left, and right, captivated my gaze, making me feel as if I were seeing an illusion.

I pinched my thigh, barely breaking free from the enchantment, and decided to use my final move.

‘Since it’s come to this, I’ll take the Saintess hostage.’

It wasn’t that the Saintess was weak at all, but she had strictly forbidden the use of lethal techniques for subduing, so she couldn’t handle me, especially after I had used Incarnation and Rape Declaration.

I charged forward and met the Saintess’s fist head-on.

CRASH!

“Ugh!”

The Saintess’s face twisted in an instant.

Thanks to the divine shield enveloping her entire body, she took no damage, but she couldn’t withstand the brute force and was sent flying backward.

However, even as she was sent flying, she had redirected most of the force with exquisite skill, preventing her from losing balance.

I admired her skill and unleashed a barrage of attacks.

Bang! Crash! Boom!

I utilized all sorts of moves, dazzling her gaze with splendid flames.

As I pressed her relentlessly, I launched a mental attack at a crucial moment.

“-Saintess-nim. You have moles on your chest and inner thighs, don’t you?”

“Eugh!? H-How did you…!”

Astonished by information that would normally be impossible to know, the Saintess gasped in shock.

Every time my gaze swept over her chest and thighs, her body flinched.

‘I found out about her chest recently.’

Normally, I should have noticed it when I had face-intercourse with her before, but back then I had no composure, and my mind was so captivated by the raw voluminous breasts I saw for the first time that I couldn’t possibly pay attention to trivial moles on her chest.

I only managed to notice them while touching her chest at the orphanage.

‘Well, that’s not important now.’

What was important was that the Saintess, whose private secret had been exposed, was agitated.

As I pinpointed the exact locations of the moles on her chest and thighs, the Saintess’s body stiffened as if she had been exposed naked.

That brief opening brought me victory.

“Hup!”

Shatter!

My full-power straight punch landed squarely on the Saintess’s abdomen.

“Guh!”

The destructive power, amplified by Pajeonyeonhwanbo, shattered the divine shield, and the Saintess was sent flying backward with a single scream.

Blood splattered along her trajectory.

‘Ah, damn it. I hit her too hard.’

Because my stats were evenly distributed due to the censer, I thought this much force would barely break the shield, but Pajeonyeonhwanbo’s power was much stronger than I expected.

I extended the Infinite Thread I had prepared and snatched the flying Saintess.

Whoosh!

The Saintess, entangled in the thread, was pulled directly into my arms.

“Guh… Let… let go of me!”

“Just stay still.”

Suppressing the struggling Saintess’s resistance, I pulled a potion from my pocket.

Feeding her semen would be an instant fix, but that would make her too lively, and in the first place, the Saintess wouldn’t obediently take it.

Of course, it wouldn’t be any different with a potion.

“What is that? What are you trying to make me drink? Get it away from me!”

“It’s a potion. A potion! You’re hurt, aren’t you? Drink it quickly.”

“No! I absolutely won’t drink it!”

“Ugh, seriously. She’s incredibly stubborn.”

Seeing the Saintess shake her head, avoiding me, I got angry, took the potion into my mouth, and covered her lips.

“Hup!?”

The Saintess’s eyes widened in momentary surprise.

In the instant she was flustered, I immediately let the potion flow into her mouth.

The Saintess tried to close her teeth belatedly, but.

“Hnnn!?”

When I kneaded her enticing voluminous chest once, she entered a daze with a moan.

Only after feeding her the entire potion did I pull my lips away.

“Ugh… Sob! Sob!”

The Saintess, whose lips had been stolen and chest kneaded all of a sudden, blushed with shame and choked back tears.

I patted her back.

“It’s okay. It’s nothing.”

“Shut up! You’re not one to talk!”

“I’m sorry. But I had no choice.”

“You, you… trash!”

Perhaps due to the shock, the Saintess, who normally never used such abusive language, burst into tears while spewing insults.

While feeling sorry for her tears, I picked her up and shouted.

“Rainstor! Stop!”

As I directly called out and commanded him, Rainstor, who was exchanging blows with Cain, looked at me, then spotted the Saintess, and gritted his teeth.

“You… How dare you take the Saintess-nim hostage?”

“If you know that, then withdraw. I don’t want to harm the Saintess-nim either.”

“The Holy Order will not forgive you.”

“When were you ever planning to forgive me? Don’t waste time, just withdraw! The other Holy Knights too!”

When I warned the Holy Knights who had been subtly closing in, they returned to their original positions as if nothing had happened.

I sent a glance to Cain and slowly exited the encirclement.

And when a sufficient distance was created, I threw the Saintess away and escaped using a pre-prepared spatial movement scroll.

Thus, our operation ended in a partial success.

***

“Saintess-nim. Are you alright?!”

“Yes. I’m perfectly fine. More importantly, have the coordinates been deciphered?”

“I apologize. It seems it will take a long time. It appears he used a scroll meticulously crafted by a high-ranking Archmage.”

“Is that so? Alright. I’ll be thinking by myself for a moment.”

“Yes. Please call if you need anything.”

Rainstor bowed respectfully and departed.

Left alone, the Saintess suddenly recalled her memories with Eunrang.

“Ugh…!”

Her face spontaneously flushed red.

The soft sensation on her lips and the warmth of the hand she felt when her chest was kneaded still hadn’t left her mind.

In truth, there wasn’t much of a problem up to this point.

The problem was that even after being unilaterally sexually harassed, she didn’t feel particularly unpleasant about it.

She even had this thought.

‘It felt familiar.’

It didn’t feel like the first time her lips had been kissed and her chest kneaded like that.

She couldn’t recall it, but she clearly had the illusion that something like that had happened before. It shouldn’t be possible at all.

‘When was it?’

No matter how hard she tried to remember, that memory remained hazy, as if shrouded in fog.

Eventually giving up on recalling it immediately, the Saintess burned with fervor towards Eunrang.

“I must capture him!”

I will make him pay the price for daring to attack the Holy Order and sexually harass me so brazenly!