## Chapter 300 – The King of Monsters (2)
“Ugh… this is a bit much…”
“Yeah. You could really say we’re getting minced.”
Lanié’s disgusted voice, as she nimbly dodged a chunk of flesh falling from the sky, was followed by Vivian’s reply. Despite having blood splatter on her face, Vivian’s expression remained unchanged.
To call them chunks of flesh falling was an understatement; each one was practically a meteorite.
Falling objects with enough mass and velocity to kill a person if they were hit wrong.
Sometimes fragments would splatter on them, but thanks to the Nemeas, they weren’t seriously harmed by mere flesh splatters.
Rather, the Nemeas, drooling at the taste of blood, tried to approach the flesh, bodies manipulated like puppets, forcing Vivian and Lanié to use their strength to drag them away.
It wasn’t just fluids like saliva or vaginal secretions they consumed; the Nemeas were quite excited by blood.
They had noticed this during the battle, but that was different since they were covered in blood then.
In the past, the Nemeas would eagerly drink up any stray blood, but in the current situation, their whining to taste blood was simply a hindrance.
“We have things to do right now…!!
I told you not to go wandering off…!!”
“Ohoho! These children listen better when rewarded, you know?”
“Is doing it from morning till bedtime like you just a normal day, or a reward?”
“When I’m with Master, I don’t even think about things like this…
It’s just a substitute, you know?”
Aurora lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing the black liquid mass that was already pulsating in and out of her vagina.
Vivian, in response, tightened her control over the Nemea inside her own body.
Seeing Aurora’s Nemea so focused on ravaging her vagina that Aurora could move her body as she pleased, Vivian sighed.
She then slipped her hand under her skirt, pressing down on the Nemea that formed her underwear with her fingers.
The Nemea, stretching like rubber, received permission to burrow into her vagina, wriggling slightly as some of it gathered in her lower body.
As it greedily pushed further inside, as if parched with thirst, a subtle fullness filled Vivian’s belly, and a faint blush spread across her cheeks.
“Hngh…”
“The discomfort is only temporary, you know?
Just think of it as Master embracing you?”
Like plugging in a cord, the Nemeas found their place within her closed legs on their own.
Filling her vagina, their soft touch reached her cervix, tapping against its elastic entrance.
“Hya…!! Ugh…!!”
The sensation of the Nemea smoothly scraping against her vaginal walls caused Vivian to almost moan aloud, but she quickly covered her mouth.
Glancing at Aurora, who wore a strange smile as she watched, Vivian realized that the Nemea was indeed starting to listen, just as Aurora had said.
As if not wanting to suffer alone, Vivian approached the faltering Lanié.
Extending her hand, she raised her middle and ring fingers, starting to poke at Lanié’s groin. Lanié, momentarily overwhelmed, squeezed her legs together and nearly collapsed on the spot.
Seeing Lanié’s trembling thighs and teary, moist eyes, Vivian slowly lowered her shoulders and withdrew her fingers, which were dripping with vaginal fluid.
The Nemeas on her hand eagerly devoured the fluid, leaving her hand as clean as if nothing had happened.
“Eungit!! Vi… Vivian-niim…!!”
“Aurora’s right.
It’s better this way.”
Just how much hand-play had she engaged in with the Nemeas to become so adept at this?
Feeling a different kind of dread at Aurora’s advice, the three girls, now able to move properly, hastened their steps.
With each step, the Nemea filling their vaginas felt slightly obstructive, creating a strange sense of pleasure, but oh well.
As time passed, Vivian found that the feeling of stable fullness wasn’t entirely unpleasant.
How long had they walked?
After quite some time, passing through various alleys and streets, still surrounded by chaos, Lanié finally spoke up.
“But is this the right way?
Are we going somewhere weird?”
“The way is right. I used to go there sometimes.”
“Are you talking about when you were a peddler?”
Now in completely unfamiliar territory, Lanié, growing tired of walking, grumbled.
In response to Lanié’s question, Aurora spoke up, and then Vivian chimed in with her own question.
“Right? You wouldn’t have any other reason to go there.
It’s definitely not wrong to say it’s dangerous.”
“Eek… dangerous…”
Of course, they weren’t exactly a group that would feel threatened by most opponents, but perhaps it was a woman’s instinct to prioritize safety.
Hearing Lanié’s hesitant voice, Vivian nonchalantly shared what she had heard.
“It’s not a place where outsiders can freely come and go.
Especially not women.”
“Vivian-nim knew?”
“It’s nothing much, I just heard about it.
If a woman goes alone and is unlucky…
She might get kidnapped and sold off?
They say the security is very bad.”
“That’s right. That happens often.
Why else would there be stories like this?
There was a man who lived near the slave market, right?
One day, he searched everywhere for his missing young daughter…
Only to find out later that the slave trader who ran the business right next door…
Had his daughter in his slave pen?
At that time, the animal that was pumping its hips behind the daughter who was kneeling down…”
“Ugh!! Don’t tell such creepy stories!?”
“Why are you so creeped out?
Our Master is inhuman, you know?
Is Lanié-nim ashamed of Master?”
“N-no!! That’s not it…!?
You know that’s not it…!!
I just hate ghost stories…!!”
Seeing Lanié, uncharacteristically disliking ghost stories, grimace, Aurora grinned as if she had found something amusing.
“Ohoho… you dislike them…?
Then what about the secret of cage number 13 in the slave market that never opens?
No one knows how long the skeleton inside has been there…”
“Ah!! Aaa! Aaa!!! A!! I can’t hear you!!!”
Lanié, covering her ears with her hands and shouting that she couldn’t hear, ran ahead, and Aurora followed, giggling.
Watching the lively scene of the two, Vivian couldn’t help but chuckle.
Who would think they were going to a dangerous place looking like this?
In reality, there was practically no one who could threaten them.
Given the right circumstances, they could devour their opponents and escape.
Even in unfavorable situations, if they resisted desperately, they could at least perish together with their opponents, even if it meant their own demise.
Therefore, unless someone didn’t value their life, no one would recklessly attack them.
The only problem was that there weren’t many people who could recognize that level of difference at a glance.
“Ladies, did you come to find some toys?”
“We can treat you even better here. Hehehe!”
“No, thanks.”
“Aww, don’t be like that?
It’s fate that we met like this.
How about having a cup of tea before you go?”
As the surrounding scenery gradually changed, the group of three women walking side by side attracted quite a few advances.
It was hard to tell if they were in the middle of a city or a shantytown, as the haphazardly arranged buildings and tents resembled a scene from hell.
“Looking for slaves?
Why don’t you come in and take a look?”
A hag-like woman with the air of a pimp cackled and beckoned them towards the entrance. Vivian glanced at the entrance before turning away.
‘If you’re going to do it, at least do it properly…’
The shadows of people preparing to pounce around the entrance were blatantly obvious.
If they were ordinary women, they would have been bound and violated as soon as they entered, waiting in cages for the day they would be sold off.
However, after dealing with various people, Vivian had learned one thing: this place was still a “market” of sorts.
Rather than blatant crimes, such things happened somewhere out of sight, when people were tricked into letting their guard down.
And these depraved individuals were kept in line by a certain level of “commercial ethics.”
Vivian’s eyes narrowed as she thought that the one at the top of them all was likely “Deckard.”
“What was the name of the shop again?”
“Shop? It was probably… ‘Geppetto’.”
“That’s a strange name. Will we find it if we keep going this way?”
“Well… um…?
But Vivian-nim…
Is this really okay…!!?”
– Thud
“Uwaaaah!!”
While whispering with Aurora, a sudden impact and the sound of rising dust and screams filled the air.
Realizing that a piece of flesh had fallen from the sky and collided with a nearby building, causing chaos, Vivian immediately hid Aurora behind her and drew her sword.
You can’t succeed by doing the same thing as everyone else.
Seizing opportunities is always the shortcut to success.
“Hehehe!”
Perhaps that applied to them as well. Amidst the dust and chaos, a small man rushed at her with a grin, only to be cleaved in half by a flash of sword light.
“Vivian-nim…!!”
Vivian, having bisected the man who fell while spraying blood, immediately pointed her sword around, guarding her surroundings.
“My expectations weren’t wrong.”
As expected, merchants trying to exploit the chaos and subtly breach the “commercial ethics” were glaring at her with gleaming eyes.
Vivian scoffed, and her grip on the sword tightened slightly.
“Hehehe… Vivian… nim…?”
Amidst all this, Vivian sighed and lowered her sword, hearing a faint voice from the side.
Lanié, with her waist wrapped in a man’s arm and a sharp dagger held to her neck, gave an awkward smile, seemingly aware that she had done something wrong.
The man, acting as if he was in heat, groped her body with the hand that encircled her waist.
As the man gently probed her groin, trying to gauge the elasticity of her vulva, Lanié’s thighs squeezed slightly together.
Her outfit, chosen for ease of movement, was rather revealing, and the gazes of the men on Lanié were filled with lust.
“Lanié… haa…
Just get out of there on your own…”
“Yes!!”
Hearing Vivian’s words as she sheathed her sword, Lanié playfully replied and immediately grabbed the dagger held to her neck with a hand covered in a thin glove.
“Huh…!! Wh-what…!?”
“Vivian-nim gave me permission…
You’re going to have to be punished a little…?”
“U-uh…!!”
Lanié was smiling instead of showing pain as she gripped the sharp dagger with her hand.
Of course, this was possible thanks to the Nemea wrapped around her hand, but the Nemea disguised as clothing looked like nothing more than a thin glove that would be easily cut by a blade.
Seeing her, the man, beyond losing his mind, looked at her with fearful eyes and tried to step back, dropping the dagger.
At that moment, Lanié spun 180 degrees and grabbed something with her outstretched hand.
“Kuh-uh-uh-uck!!
L-let go of th-ugh…!! Uh-uh-uck!!”
“Hmmhmm~ Your thing is a bit small…?
But your balls are big? They feel good to touch?”
Lanié, tightly gripping a pair of large, beautiful balls (?) and a pillar so that they couldn’t escape, was kneading them as if they were clay.
The man, unable to remove or push away her hand, could only scream like a monkey.
“But you know… haa…
You should look at your opponent before attacking, right?
Are you crazy?”
“I-I’m sorry…!! Uwaaack!! L-let me go…!!”
“Aang~ Of course~! I already forgave you~!!
But did my down there forgive you?”
Her hand, gently stroking his groin with her fingertips, suddenly closed like the jaws of a crocodile, and the man collapsed on the spot, rolling on the ground.
“Kuaaaaaaaack!! Aack!!
Uwaaaaaaaaaaa!!”
But seeing the blood spreading from his groin, staining his pants red…
“Aah~ It burst~?
You should be careful next time, okay?”
With Lanié wiping her hand on the man’s crotch, she looked around and smiled brightly again.
“Is there anyone next?”
A crazy woman who smiles so brightly and innocently while bursting balls.
Many of the men were already cowering and stepping back, but it seemed there were still some who weren’t.
A group of men wielding weapons appeared and surrounded them, trapping Vivian’s group.
“What are you doing causing trouble here?
Did you just mess with our kid? Huh?”
“I think you’re the ones who started it?”
“Ha!? This guy doesn’t understand words?”
“Then I wonder what kind of answer you’ll give when I ask again later?
Hey!! Make those bitches kneel!! We need to teach them a lesson today!!”
As expected, the men were using the classic tactic of blaming the other party. Vivian sighed and, instead of drawing the sword she had sheathed, pulled it back behind her.
“How noisy.”
A heavy, low voice echoed, instantly chilling the atmosphere of the scene, which had been heating up with the fervor of a fight.
