episode_0009

“…Suck!”

Melvia momentarily froze in surprise, her breath catching.

But only for a moment.

“This, this is…?”

It was hard to look away from the equipment emitting a dazzling aura before her eyes.

She cautiously picked up the armor.

[Melvia Defense Armor]

Made of steel, but not significantly heavier than leather armor.

On the other hand, its defensive capabilities are similar to mithril armor.

It greatly mitigates impact and protects areas that the armor does not cover due to its sacred power.

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[Wearing Conditions]

Lewdness level over 100

[Hidden Function]

Lewdness increases gradually with wear time.

Amplifies emotions.

The amplified emotions transform into lust when changing armor.

“Wow….”

Equipment adorned with various stats and abilities.

Even in a high-end luxury equipment store, it would be at a level unattainable without custom ordering.

For her, who had just entered intermediate levels, it was an extravagant item.

— Do not rely on artifacts.

The old man’s words kept echoing in her head.

Yet, every time, her nightwear teased between her thighs.

“Huff…!”

As if saying not to worry about such things.

As if this was fine.

As if there was no reason to disregard what Raven had sent her.

Melvia swallowed once.

Gulp—

Dazed, she stared at the armor before nodding.

‘…Raven’s equipment is more than just an artifact.’

The reason not to depend on artifacts, as she had mentioned before, was the potential vulnerability when the artifact disappeared.

But Raven’s equipment had no such concerns.

‘This is my exclusive equipment made by Raven for me….’

In other words, it was as essential as her own body.

With her thoughts organized, Melvia put on the armor without even removing her nightwear.

Her energy was completely drained after self-pleasure moments ago.

However, as she wore the armor, strength surged within her.

“Ugh…?!”

A slight sense of excitement.

She felt mana recharging as blood rushed through her body swiftly.

Outside, it was a dark night.

But she didn’t want to sleep.

Soon, she slipped out of the tent alone.

Clang—

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“…Melvia?”

When Elinne woke up, Melvia was already ascending the stairs, three floors higher.

***

“Wow.”

Truly divine.

Melvia was different from Elinne, who started setting up the tent after being blocked by the 3rd-floor boss.

Her utilization of equipment and the solid foundation of her skills were impressive.

In no time, Melvia pierced through the 5th floor and reached the 6th floor.

Exhausted upon reaching the 6th floor, she exited the dungeon.

“Melvia?! Where did you go?”

“Sorry… Raven sponsored this equipment for me, so I wanted to test it out.”

Elinne gave Melvia a strange look at her words.

“…Changed your mind?”

You once said not to rely on equipment.

“Well, I mean… thinking about it, your point seems valid….”

Melvia couldn’t deny it any longer.

Wearing Raven’s equipment felt too good.

During battles, a subtle stimulation came, not hindering combat but rather boosting adrenaline.

Moreover, the dopamine released after winning battles was greatly amplified.

“You made the right choice! I knew Melvia would rise quickly with Raven’s equipment.”

Looking up at the sky at Elinne’s words, Melvia felt she could still ascend further.

It didn’t seem like she would falter.

She tried to suppress the excitement as much as possible.

Now wasn’t the time to get carried away.

“It’s all thanks to Raven… Anyway, I’m heading to Raven’s temple now.”

“Really? I’ll stop by the tavern for a bit. I’m craving alcohol today. Hehe.”

Thinking Melvia would head to the training grounds as usual, she dashed to the temple instead.

Melvia came forward to the altar and knelt down.

“Master Robin… Thank you for bestowing your grace upon me.”

Melvia remembered the ritual of gratitude Ellyn had mentioned to the saint.

A statue shaped like a giant man’s genitalia.

Even just looking at it made her feel awkward naturally.

But it wasn’t as bad as before.

Melvia approached the statue.

Then, she reached out with one hand and grasped it, just as the saint had done.

“She said to stroke it until cream comes out….”

Soon, Melvia began stroking the phallus.

Swish—

Swish—

Initially, there was some hesitation, but once she started touching and moving her hand, it was nothing special.

If expressing gratitude through such an act was possible, she would do it many times over.

“If Master Robin is watching, it doesn’t seem embarrassing. I’m always thankful.”

Melvia stayed up all night strategizing, unable to sleep while watching the screen absentmindedly.

Tired, she nodded off while staring at the screen.

However, at that moment.

A sudden rush of pleasure in her lower body.

“Oh…!”

Startled, she jumped up from her chair.

The phallus was already fully erect, responding eagerly to Melvia’s touch.

She never dreamed she would receive such an intense pleasure.

“This is insane…!”

There was no way to avoid it.

Overwhelmed by the sudden intense pleasure, she twisted her body in various ways.

And then, a surge in her pants.

Quickly, she pulled down her pants and panties in one go.

Swish—

“Melvia…!”

Melvia knelt down neatly, still stroking the statue.

Though she wasn’t at the level of self-pleasure like Ellyn, Melvia’s somewhat innocent demeanor made her even more enticing.

A virgin’s acceptance of a powerful phallus.

“This isn’t enough…!”

I want to see Melvia trembling beneath me.

I want to imprint my genes into her womb.

Such intense desire turned into ejaculation.

Melvia, despite being tired, increased her pace while stroking the phallus.

Her gaze was fixed on the altar.

“I’m about to ejaculate…!”

Melvia wasn’t listening to my voice anyway.

But when I closed my eyes and shouted, it truly felt like receiving a gift from Melvia.

“If I can express gratitude to Master Robin, I can do this many times over….”

As Melvia heard her muttering words, her body trembled.

Even with all her might, she couldn’t stop the ejaculation.

“Ah…!”

Spurts—

Seminal fluid poured out.

A clear shot.

My created cream shot towards the altar.

Confirming the semen on the altar, Melvia stopped stroking and bowed her head slightly.

“Well then, excuse me, Master Robin. I will take my leave now.”

Robin fainted briefly after the climax.

How long had she been lying down?

Probably around 30 minutes to an hour had passed.

Still feeling lethargic, but that feeling quickly disappeared.

Because a status window appeared before her.

“Wow!”

Being not a devotee, Genevieve couldn’t acquire sufficient mana.

But Melvia is my devotee.

She gained a vast amount of mana.

As a result –

New skill unlocked.

[Descent]

Consumes accumulated mana.

Descend to the ground for a duration proportional to the mana consumed.

“Wow!”

She had acquired the ability she had long desired.

***

Melvia left the temple and headed to the training ground.

[Our Training Ground]

She opened the door and entered the training ground.

It was later than usual.

The old man glanced at her indifferently and said,

“I’ve heard the news.”

You’ve become intermediate.

Since becoming intermediate, Melvia had been immersed in dungeon conquests and hadn’t visited the training ground.

Partly intoxicated by the allure of Robin’s equipment.

It had been quite a while since she last visited.

The old man knew quite well what had happened to Melvia.

She developed a religion, worshiping the god of equipment known as Ravingyo.

Moreover, Melvia was said to be crazily clearing intermediate dungeons after changing into that equipment.

Regardless of the current situation, Melvia tried to fulfill her duty as a disciple.

“Yes, Master. I came to repay the favor I received.”

Melvia took out a pouch filled with silver coins.

However, the old man did not seem pleased.

“No, it’s fine. I don’t particularly want such gratitude.”

“But…”

When Melvia tried to hand over the money pouch again, the old man stopped her and said,

“You shouldn’t rely on equipment.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“If you understand, then why did you make that choice?”

After briefly contemplating the old man’s reproachful question, Melvia replied,

“…Ravingyo’s equipment is not just ordinary gear.”

No, it cannot be seen as mere gear.

There must have been times when everyone fought with their fists.

Someone would have used stones back then, followed by using iron.

That’s how the current ‘equipment’ came to be.

The old man said,

One should not depend on such gear.

What if those kinds of equipment were to break? How would you deal with it?

But ultimately, no one fights wars with bare fists.

“Even the high-ranking adventurers in the top-tier dungeons use expensive equipment, don’t they?”

I’m just wearing gear that suits my level.

Melvia tasted reality.

She told the old man about this reality.

The old man remained silent.

“…”

“I… have already decided to serve Ravingyo.”

“I see. I know well that some decisions cannot be reversed.”

The old man maintained silence for a while.

Melvia also couldn’t say anything else.

Eventually, the old man broke the silence and said,

“But it seems that the moment you rely on equipment, there’s a lesson I won’t be able to impart to you.”

Melvia turned around as she was and left the training ground.

***

Melvia arrived home.

Now she had her own space. A decent house with one room and one bathroom.

It used to be a place that made her smile just by entering, but now she couldn’t smile.

‘Master….’

Numerous emotions overwhelmed Melvia.

Complex emotions that are hard to express in words.

The moment she took off her armor and threw it away.

Those emotions quickly turned into a single feeling.

“Whew…?!”