Chapter 123: Chapter 125 – The Beginning of the End
Chapter 123: Chapter 125 – The Beginning of the End
The following morning,.
[The final round begins in 600 seconds.]
A single system message stirred up the inn.
The third round was indeed the last, just as we had suspected.
At that moment, I was showering with four women.
Henna, Hilaria, Brigid, and Isolde.
We had been having sex all night, leaving the bedsheets soiled, so we did it wherever we could—on the windowsill, the table, and the floor.
Eventually, both the floor and the bed were littered with condoms, and in the end, we found ourselves having sex in the shower. Hilaria, who had vowed not to let me sleep, panted heavily as she clung to me, her breasts pressed against my chest.
I had heard her declare, "I won't mess around again," more than ten times, yet she persisted.
I never thought I could go this far, but it was an unforgettable night.
I was grateful to my girlfriends for drenching their vaginas throughout the night and allowing my cock to slide into their wet holes.
"Morning, everyone."
Let's take a moment to catch our breath.
With the lingering sensation of tenacious, intimate lovemaking, my girlfriends, one by one, gather beneath my throbbing manhood. Each of them, as if in gratitude for my arousal, bestows upon it a tender morning kiss.
It wasn't my doing, though. When Henna approached and gently placed a kiss on my glans, the others simply followed suit.
"Please take good care of us until the end."
Confidence, they say, is a man's fortitude. It truly was. As my beautiful girlfriends appeared entranced by my erection, submitting to it with their kisses and casting me glances filled with both devotion and love, I couldn't help but feel invigorated.
A position of responsibility for them all. Each of these women relied on me. My unrivaled status and power over them made the experience as exhilarating as playing on a playground.
The drive to become stronger, to achieve more, and to push forward seemed to stem from this very place.
'To be a father of "many children."'
The final moments of an inseparable exchange were a match that could not be lost.
Emerging from the shower, I rummage through my inventory and swiftly prepare myself.
With a shotgun bandolier and a pistol holster adorning his school uniform, Kim Sang-hyuk had a silencer fitted on his Glock instead of a compensator.
He had a feeling that an all-out war was imminent. The main weapon was "Benelli—Moonlight," his current masterpiece. Standing on the grand veranda, he took in the cold air and steeled himself for the next confrontation.
The hostess, Ms. Grania, stepped out into the courtyard and bowed politely to him.
"Did you enjoy your time at our inn?" she asked.
"It was delightful. I enjoyed the eel as well. It's a pity I won't be able to have breakfast," he replied.
"For you, Kim Sang-hyuk, we have prepared a special lunchbox."
A lunchbox? He accepted the lunchbox graciously from the kind innkeeper, Ms. Grania.
Wow, it's heavy.
How many tiers are in this lunchbox? He counted: one, two, three... nine in total.
"Even newlyweds wouldn't receive such treatment, Ms. Grania."
"I look forward to our next encounter," she responded.
He stowed the lunchbox in his inventory.
"Until we meet again," he said.
With a nod, Ms. Grania bowed her head deeply once more.
Soon, I felt my body being transported elsewhere, and I held my breath.
A forced translocation?
Serena, Stella. Did everyone manage to wake up on time and prepare adequately?
Worried for my younger sisters, I stepped outside once more.
A warmer wind than anticipated greeted us.
[3 R Rebel Siege]
The finale of the medieval fantasy exchange battle was the siege of a castle.
A whooshing sound filled the air as the catapult hurled an enormous boulder towards the fortress.
I found myself in the heart of the frontlines, with blue-armored rebels swarming towards the walls.
"Charge! Oust the false queen of the empire!"
"Only the true Queen Isolde is the sovereign of the North!"
[Rebels: Capture the castle and escort the True Queen to the "Queen's Chamber," located in the innermost part of the fortress.]
[Imperial Army: Defend the Imperial Queen Yuuna Nakamori」, suppress the rebels, and protect the castle]
'Yuuna Nakamori?'
It occurred to me that even accounting for dropouts, the total number of participants in the exchange battle seemed fewer compared to when we first began.
As I surveyed the rankings, there were few individuals who caught my eye, aside from Quintia.
'There is an elite force within the Imperial Army that has been pursuing the opposing scenario.'
And their leader is none other than Yuuna. A goal that appeared both simple and challenging.
"Brother!"
"Stella?"
It seems Stella has managed to locate me amidst the chaos.
"What about the others?"
Oh.
Did they receive a general's buff? Their fire magic is that extensive?
Deherit Ade. Desperation is evident. Having had the crown snatched away so easily, they must be seething with anger.
How exciting. Let's give it a try.
"Wait! I'll counter their magic with my own. Kyaa!"
Stella stumbled over a boulder and fell.
"Target the mage!"
As the Imperial Army NPCs seized the opportunity to attack Stella, a storm swept across the ground in one swift motion.
Swoooosh...!!
"Stella, this is Sang-hyuk's command. I'll cover you!"
"I've got a great weapon, thanks to a hot spring condom picture!"
"You, I don't need your help!"
I declared while firing my shotgun at the torso of the oncoming Imperial Army NPCs.
"How about my assistance?"
"Ah, brother! How was it? My magic."
"It was fantastic. Let's just focus on speed. Why delay things any longer?"
The swordswoman on the other side is quite intimidating.
"Should we go see Yuuna? Henna!"
"Yes!"
She must've been upset about being forcibly separated from us. My dungeon wife.
How can I comfort her?
Will she be incredibly angry?
As I shoot with my shotgun, I cut down the charging Imperial soldiers and advance the front line.
We blew up the castle gate, but the Imperial Army's wizard battalion and Deherit Ade's fire magic displayed tremendous firepower.
"Hilaria! Wreak havoc so the rebels can enter."
"How much?"
"As spectacularly as possible!"
Delighted to become the long-awaited "General,"
Hilaria quickly scales the castle wall with fierce determination.
Fireballs cascaded upon Hilaria's head, but she deftly parried them with her dark-hued greatsword before launching herself into the air. With only three fingers, she clung to the wall.
"Don't let her climb up!" Deherit cried out. Hilaria, however, evaded all the spells and soared over the towering castle walls.
"I've come as a general too!" she declared.
"Argh! It's that insane woman!"
"Let's have a contest of generals. Don't flee this time!"
"What contest?! Stop following me!"
"Ha!"
Whoosh!
Hilaria brought her greatsword down upon the wall, as if detonating a line of bombs. As the magic ceased, the rebels rushed through the southern gate in unison.
I, too, mingled with the rebel group and infiltrated the castle. Then, a massive number of imperial troops swarmed in to confront us.
"Hilla! Where's the tower?!" someone called.
"Over there!" Hilaria responded, pointing.
I followed the direction her finger indicated.
[Perception•Red: Activated]
It was quite a distance away. The castle's interior was as labyrinthine as a dungeon, and it felt as if there was another wall within the wall.
I need to find the shortest route to Yuuna.
There was no secret entrance from the outside.
However, once I made my way inside, there were more than 16 viable routes through the back door.
I examined the map with my reddened eyes, as if scanning it, and felt a slight sting.
*Ugh.*
Though it's not a skill that consumes mana, continuously using it is taxing.
Regardless, I must make haste to the Queen's Room. The longer I am trapped here, the more troublesome it becomes.
To reach the back door...
"Senior! Where are we headed?"
"11 o'clock."
It was a location where the imperial army was surging in with tremendous force.
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