Chapter 28 – #06_Inn(5)
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It’s a chaotic situation.
Before my eyes, a wall of surging flames undulates, and beyond it, Fyodor or Larisa is aiming a pistol.
However, since childhood, Siwoo’s concentration has been beyond imagination.
The moment he focuses all his consciousness on one point, all the surrounding noise subsides.
Like sinking deep into the sea, all agitation and commotion are submerged in the muffled sound of unconscious water.
According to Siwoo’s quick calculations, the amount of magic generated by mere self-stimulation is insufficient.
Therefore, the chosen method is to use Amelia as a source of arousal.
The amount of magic generated by an erection is proportional to the degree of sexual excitement.
Amelia is beautiful.
Her golden hair is more abundant than curtains swaying in the spring breeze,
her lips are as moist as if they’ve been drenched by a summer downpour, her blue eyes are like the autumn sky,
and her white skin is like a winter snowfield.
No artist in Gehenna could properly depict her.
They would only feel the limits of humanity before her divine beauty.
Amelia’s naked body would be enough to arouse Siwoo.
While this wall of fire obscures the view, he explores Amelia’s body at the speed of light.
He feels a little sorry for Amelia, but this is all for both of them to survive.
“Wow…”
Siwoo, holding the hem of her dress and lifting it, reveals Amelia’s semi-nude form.
First, her lower body.
On Amelia’s abdomen, spread out whiter than a snowfield, is a pink tattoo.
This is the witch’s mark, engraved above the uterus.
As seen today, Amelia’s panties barely cover her vulva.
Therefore, the beautifully drawn heart-shaped mark peeks out from under her panties.
This is where Amelia’s ‘baby room’ exists.
Unfortunately, in this urgent situation, he can’t take the time to remove her panties.
Since he’s been holding her with one arm, it would take too long to see more.
Siwoo’s eyes crawled up Amelia’s soft belly.
Passing her cute navel in the center of her slender waist, they arrived at her upper body.
Amelia’s small breasts, rising and falling gently, are preciously wrapped in a mature black bra.
Soft breasts that seem like they would fit perfectly in Siwoo’s hands.
The feeling of thoroughly examining Amelia’s body, which no other man has ever seen, even gives him a sense of conquest.
“!”
After discovering something, he involuntarily stared intently at her left breast.
Did the bra shift out of place when she fell earlier?
One side of the bra, which barely covered her areola, had slipped down, revealing Amelia’s nipple peeking out.
The sight of her soft nipple resting slightly on the bra cup…
Especially the fact that the owner of that nipple is Amelia, accelerates Siwoo’s arousal.
On top of Amelia’s plump breasts, the pink areola, faintly spread like crushed cherry blossoms, and the slightly darker nipple.
Is this enough?
He checked the amount of magic generated, but it was far below the target.
The magic that can be created through an erection is not very efficient in the first place.
Then, the next best option.
He needs to increase his arousal.
To do so, he puts his mouth on Amelia’s breast and sucks.
His nose is buried in her chest.
He is astonished that human skin can be this soft, while her nipple rolls around on his tongue.
The movement of her nipple, twisting and turning with each touch of his tongue, was more seductive and lewd than Amelia’s usual appearance.
Epidemics, wars, natural disasters.
The one instinct that has driven humanity’s future in any situation.
The name of that instinct, the desire to plant seeds in a beautiful woman.
Lust.
Siwoo’s body responds to the call of that ancient instinct.
Blood rushes.
His breath, changing rapidly like a hungry beast, makes his whole body burn hotter than the flames.
The force of his stiffly erect member is at its peak.
At the same time, Siwoo felt the generation of intense magic he had never felt before.
“Bloom!”
Siwoo pulled his mouth away from Amelia’s chest, which he wanted to bury his face in forever, and looked up at the sky, spreading his palm.
-Ping!
The wave of magic, shot quickly into the sky, undulates.
Then, he quickly restored Amelia’s dress to its original state, and the decorative fire that had been acting as a wall around them went out.
And silence falls.
He heard the sound of people coming up from downstairs.
Probably an innocent citizen of Gehenna who will move Amelia in Siwoo’s place.
“Hahaha, what can a slave do even if he uses magic.”
Fyodor, who had regained his courage when the flames that seemed to swallow him up disappeared and nothing happened, spoke.
“We don’t need this bastard anymore.”
“Wait!”
Finally, Fyodor, having taken the pistol from Larisa, aimed it directly at Siwoo’s head and pulled the trigger.
-Bang!
Along with a muffled roar, a lead bullet, traveling faster than the speed of sound, collided with Siwoo’s forehead.
Something hit his forehead hard.
Scattered drops of blood.
Siwoo’s body slowly falls backward.
So this is death.
Is he going to watch a slideshow until the bullet that tore through his head penetrates his brain?
Siwoo, who instinctively fell to the floor while protecting Amelia, felt something strange.
“Huh?”
Siwoo was alive.
And perfectly fine.
“W-what?”
But Fyodor was more bewildered than him.
Even with a pistol, it’s not easy to miss at this distance.
He took a pistol bullet to the head and is still blinking his eyes as if nothing happened.
“You’re bad children.”
A leisurely voice rings out.
The witch, sitting on the edge of the bed as if she had been there all along, is someone Siwoo knows well.
Sophia Aveneu, the head professor.
The magic Siwoo activated while sucking on Amelia’s chest was ‘Skyboard,’ which inscribes letters in the sky.
It’s a primitive method witches use to communicate over long distances.
It’s not used now due to security issues and poor magic efficiency, but its effectiveness was certain. There was a witch who came running right away in response to an urgent rescue request.
“Shit! Shit! Shit!”
-Bang! Bang! Bang bang!
Fyodor repeatedly pulled the trigger towards the witch who had suddenly appeared. He must be resisting as much as possible, knowing that he was already a dead man.
And Siwoo realized how he had survived.
The lead bullets, the moment they were fired from the muzzle, slowed down to the point where they could be seen with the naked eye. The bullets, slowed down like that, turned into snowflakes by the time they touched Sophia’s skin. Not a metaphor, but literally snowflakes.
“Siwoo, caretaker, you did a great job. Thanks to you, I found your location right away.”
This was a witch. An opponent who didn’t feel even the slightest sense of crisis, let alone get hurt, despite being shot at indiscriminately with a pistol.
“The pleasure is all mine, Professor Aveneu.”
“By the way, that’s a really good idea? Using a rune there.”
Unfortunately, due to the excessively poor magic efficiency of the skyboard, Siwoo could only draw one letter in the sky with the magic he generated.
He couldn’t write ‘Help me’, he couldn’t write ‘HELP’, and he couldn’t even use the international abbreviation ‘SOS’.
Therefore, what Siwoo chose was ‘ᛇ (yr)’. It was a letter that was essential in even the simplest circuits.
Its role was a kind of emergency shut-off device that nullified the action of magic when magic short-circuited in an unwanted direction.
The situation was twisted, and it was an emergency, so he was asking for help. He had conveyed this to the witches around him by abbreviating it to just one rune.
“Shit, ughhhh!”
Fyodor, having fired all his bullets, pulled out a knife with a half-resigned heart and charged at Sophia, yelling. Sophia’s response to that was simple.
“How cute.”
She just stretched out her hand and chanted one word.
With just that, Fyodor turned into a fish. A mackerel, to be exact.
-Flop flop flop
The mackerel, no, Fyodor who had become a mackerel, flopped around on the floor. The tail hit the floor with force, but nothing much happened.
“How dare you harm our Amelia. Slowly suffocate to death.”
Sophia, who had turned a person into a fish in one second, didn’t even glance at Fyodor, who was jumping around on the floor, and leisurely pointed her arm at Larissa.
Larissa slumped to the floor, closed her eyes tightly, and waited for her end.
If Sophia used magic, would Larissa also turn into a fish like Fyodor?
“Professor!”
“Why? Sweetheart?”
Siwoo reflexively grabbed Sophia. Sophia, with a flick of her flamboyant purple hair, stopped what she was doing and turned to look at Siwoo.
Witches were all beauties, after all. If Amelia had a noble beauty like a princess from somewhere, Sophia had a bountiful and warm beauty that felt like it came from a goddess.
“I have a request.”
“A request?”
“Yes, I know that you care about Amelia.”
“That’s right.”
“I’m asking for compensation for that.”
“You want to be praised for saving Amelia? Okay, don’t worry. I’ll give you all you want.”
Sophia said, puffing out her chest as if to say not to worry.
“Let’s finish this first…”
“I want to receive the compensation right now.”
Sophia looked at Siwoo with a puzzled look. If Shin Siwoo was just a simple materialist, he wouldn’t have refused a witch’s night service.
If you think about the timing when he wanted to receive compensation…
“Could it be, you’re asking me to save her?”
Siwoo didn’t avoid Sophia’s gaze and said.
“Yes.”
Larissa’s eyes widened, having been prepared for death.
He knew that it was an absurd thing to do himself. To ask to save the person who had threatened his life. It was on a different level than forgiving the swindler.
And he could understand Larissa’s actions a little.
Even though she tried to gain freedom in the wrong way, if you look at the cause, it was the witch who created this city.
If Sophia killed Larissa here, it would only be repeating the distortion of this city. Moreover, didn’t Larissa try to save Siwoo until the very end?
Sophia nodded more readily than he expected. Moreover, she even had a full smile as if she had seen something amazing. It was a soft expression that felt friendly.
“Okay, if you want anything else, tell me in detail.”
Siwoo said what he wanted.
“Considering what she did, she deserves punishment. But I hope you don’t take her life.”
“I accept, but as a baron, I can’t overlook this, so I’ll hand it over to the city hall.”
“What happens if she’s handed over to the city hall?”
“Since it seems like you want it, I’ll make sure she doesn’t get a death sentence. But she’ll still have her assets confiscated and become a slave, right? That woman is still pretty, so she’ll probably be sold to a brothel.”
“I see.”
Becoming a slave wouldn’t be a good thing, but it would still be better than dying, wouldn’t it?
“You’re a very unique kid. Is there anything else you want?”
“I’ll tell you after the situation is sorted out.”
“Okay, it’s a bit chaotic.”
Sophia also reached out her hand to the mackerel, which was gasping for breath with its gills fluttering.
“Don’t kill this one either?”
Even for Siwoo, that was not it.
“No, leave him as he is.”
Sophia grabbed the mackerel by the tail and lifted it up.
“I’ll give it to the cats as a snack when I get home.”
It was a creepy thing to say, but he forcibly ignored it.
