Chapter 1091

〈 Chapter 1091 〉 1091. Spirit’s Atlantis

Being a fugitive was far from pleasant.

The pursuers kept chasing, and even when we stopped by villages or cities, it was impossible to relax. Every passerby made me suspicious—were they one of my hunters?

At least I had it better than most.

Members of Apeiron Legion, including Kang Myung-Jin, seemed to think I was being controlled by some kind of Subjugation Skill.

It’s been five days on the run.

Today, we spotted a village but decided to sleep rough after noticing mercenaries swarming inside. It wasn’t much of a choice.

“…The pursuers are skilled. They seem to know our location,” Federica frowned, her face lined with fatigue.

I had an idea who it might be.

“Joo Seo-Hyun. His Retribution Mark skill must be aiding the tracking.”

There was no doubt Joo Seo-Hyun was using his abilities to hunt us down.

“In this situation, the best option would be to use a Spatial Teleportation Scroll…”

“Special interference waves are blocking us,” came a voice.

“We can’t use any spatial movement skills or items.”

“Kang Myung-Jin wouldn’t leave such a hole open. He probably acted as soon as we fled.”

This game of tag was bound to end soon, especially since our opponent was Kang Myung-Jin. There was no way he’d let us slip easily.

“Federica, give me the medicine.”

As soon as Santa-Nu finished preparing for sleeping rough, he spoke up again about his drugs. Federica, who had been handing over narcotics without hesitation until now, bit her lip.

“Santa-Nu, the enemies are getting closer. Can’t you skip the drugs? Just three more days, please?”

Her voice carried a hint of irritation.

But Santa-Nu paid no attention to her mood. Trembling from withdrawal, he reached out angrily.

“Federica, I’m already holding on! It’s not like I’ve been taking drugs while running; I only take them during sleep! Please, just this much. Give me the drugs, Federica.”

Federica sighed deeply before handing over the drugs. She knew refusing might lead to something worse.

“Yes… this is perfect…”

Santa-Nu immediately took the drug, his pupils losing focus as the substance took effect.

Federica and I prepared to sleep, laying furs on the ground. That was all we could do. Setting up tents or lighting fires risked drawing the pursuers’ attention. Even sleeping rough like this was pretty dangerous.

Federica sprinkled yellow potion around us, creating a barrier against bugs. With this, we could rest comfortably until morning without worrying about creepy crawlies.

I lay quietly on the fur, ready to sleep. Normally, I’d have tried flirting with Federica, but she looked particularly moody tonight. Trying anything now would likely backfire. Living with the prickly Han Ha-Rin had sharpened my instincts.

But apparently, I misjudged the situation this time.

Instead of lying beside me, Federica positioned herself *on top* of me. The scent of roses filled the air as her breath tickled my face. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she gazed at me with cat-like eyes that yearned for affection.

“You’re unusually well-behaved today. Have you gotten tired of me?”

“I thought I’d try matching your mood…”

“You’re right, I am in a bad mood. And… I need your comfort tonight. Would you mind?”

“How could I refuse?”


The waist was gripped. Her bountiful chest pressed against my body. Federica closed her eyes and kissed me.

“Hmmn, mmm…”

She was more aggressive than usual today. I stroked her red hair while focusing on the kiss.

•••

Until just before dawn, Federica and I intertwined our bodies. As usual, we tidied up before Santa could regain his senses. We washed our bodies with prepared water and sprayed a potion to eliminate the strange smell. It wasn’t a time-consuming task.

But today was different.

“What the hell is this?!”

Santa, who should have been high, woke up earlier than usual and seemed to be in better condition.

Federica and I, who were naked and still reveling in the afterglow of sex, jumped in surprise. Federica instinctively covered her jiggling breasts with her arms. There was no denying it—my semen flowing down her sweat-drenched thigh was clear evidence.

“S-Santa… it’s… umm…”

A flustered Federica stumbled over her words. She clearly had no idea how to justify this. Even if she did, it probably wouldn’t work when caught red-handed like this.

“I did feel something was off… Federica, you shouldn’t do this. I told you we should’ve killed this little shit.”

Santa exuded killing intent as he approached me. His one fist clenched tightly, flames of anger burned fiercely in his eyes.

“Santa! Calm down! Now’s not the time for us to fight! I’ll explain everything!”

“Now’s not the time to fight… but it’s also not the time to get all cozy either, right?”

Even Federica couldn’t calm down an utterly enraged Santa. She didn’t give up though. Rising from her spot, she tried to stop him, only for Santa to shove her aside.

“Kyaa!”

“You stay out of this, Federica. While you’re at it, clean out that disgusting cum dripping from your pussy. Damn it, what a mess.”

I stood up too. No way was I going to take this lying down. This might actually be a good chance to kill Santa once and for all.

Santa summoned mana. His muscles twitched, and a blue aura enveloped his lone fist.

I summoned mana as well. Crackling sparks shot out from both of my fists.

“Damn, you’re acting pretty confident. Anyone watching would think I’m the bad guy here.”

“You should be passed out drunk. Why are you even awake?”

“How can I sit idly by while you touch my woman right in front of me? You’ve pissed me off from the start. Don’t expect a quick death.”

“You’re definitely not the right man for Federica. I’ll take good care of her instead.”

“This little bastard… shows no remorse whatsoever.”

Santa’s fist flew toward my head. Predictable attack—I easily dodged by tilting my head while activating Instantaneous Movement.

‘He’s slow. Even without the benefits of his Night Vision trait due to sunrise… still so sluggish. Judging by his unfocused eyes, he’s still under the influence of drugs.’

I landed an uppercut to his jaw. His face caved in slightly as he floated upward momentarily before falling backward.

“You son of a bitch!!”

Santa sprang back up. Sand sprayed from his remaining hand. I raised my left arm to protect my eyes.

“Asshole!”

Santa chuckled maniacally, thinking he’d completely blocked my vision.

‘Divine Eye activated.’

Through my arm and eyelids, I saw his fist aiming for my chest. Twisting my body narrowly avoided the punch, then countered with a swift blow to his face.

BAM!

Teeth and blood flew from his mouth. I had no intention of stopping at just a few teeth. I continued the combo, pounding his body relentlessly. With a sickening crunch, he staggered, bleeding profusely.

“Guh, ugh! Ghaaargh….”

Just as I was about to stomp on his fallen head, Federica rushed forward and hugged me around the waist. Feeling her soft skin, I lowered my bloody fists.

“Stop! Please stop!”

My heart ached. The effects of Rose Subjugation (S) were kicking in. If I ignored Federica and attacked Santa, I’d end up dying.

I sighed deeply.

I thought Federica merely used Santa without any real feelings. But apparently, she does have some level of affection…


It seems there was some kind of conclusion.

“Kuuuuuuh…”

Watching Santa-nu writhing on the ground made my irritation surge. It felt too soon to finish him off like this. An idea struck me—how to really piss him off. And it was surprisingly simple. I grabbed Federica, who was holding onto my waist, and pulled her into an embrace. Right in front of Santa-nu, I kissed Federica.

“Hiep?! Eep, Yieep!”

With one hand, I fondled her ample chest. Her crimson nipple, hard as a rock, teased between my fingers.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaah!! Die!! You son of a bitch!!”

Santa-nu screamed and charged at us. I kicked his knee, sending him sprawling. With his shattered knee, he couldn’t get up easily, glaring at me with bloodshot eyes.

My hand moved toward her buttocks. I was about to thrust myself into Federica’s womanhood, intending to display her moaning in pleasure right before his eyes. But Federica resisted, pounding on my shoulder and pushing me away. The Thorn of Roses’ Subjugation (S) must have activated; my heart throbbed painfully. I had no choice but to let her go.

“Santa-nu! Are you alright?! Let me give you first aid!”

Federica knelt down and checked on Santa-nu. Her gravity-defying G-cup breasts swayed, her white and curvaceous butt prominent. Even after reconsidering, Santa-nu didn’t deserve someone like her.

“Medicine… Give me medicine…!”

“Potions are enough. This potion will help. The pain will subside.”

“Not that…! I want drugs! Federica!”

Federica’s worried expression turned cold.

“…Santa-nu. Even here, you’re still talking about drugs? Didn’t you tell me before that for you, drugs were like cigarettes? That even if addicted, you could break free anytime? Can’t you honor those words now?”

Regaining some strength from Federica’s potion, Santa-nu grimaced and reached for her neck.

“Shut up! Federica!”

“Gyuek?!”

“You’re just the same as that bastard! Did you enjoy getting fucked by his cock? Shit. The only reason I’m not killing you is because of the drugs. Give me the drugs!!”

“Aaargh, Gyuek… Ek….”

Federica struggled. It looked dangerous. I acted immediately, grabbing and twisting his arm until it snapped. Santa-nu screamed in agony and thrashed. Ignoring him, I checked on Federica. Clear handprints marked her neck.

“Drugs! Give me the drugs!”

“…Fine. Here are your drugs.”

Federica threw the drugs at him with a defeated look. Like a worm, Santa-nu squirmed and ate the dropped drugs.

Her body swayed heavily. I caught her from behind to support her. Silently, Federica leaned against me.

“Are you alright?”

“Haa. I don’t know how we ended up like this. Everything feels so tiring. Maybe I should just give up on everything?”

“…It’s still too early for that.”

“I’m glad you’re here. You wouldn’t understand how much comfort you give me… Do you want to leave me?”

“Would I let you go if I did?”

“…Sorry.”

Federica snuggled deeper into my arms like a spoiled child. She kissed me. I kissed her back while caressing her lower back. We had time, so we ended up making love right there.

Her red hair laid beautifully across her pale back as she lay on the ground.

Afterward, we dressed and moved toward our destination, dragging the unconscious Santa-nu by the nape of his neck. I wanted to dump him right away, but Federica seemed to still have lingering feelings—or maybe she thought he still had some use left.

Anyway, deep down, I was glad. This one-armed drug addict had dug his own grave perfectly.

Santa-nu woke up around noon. With his other arm broken, along with his bad knees, he limped along, glaring at me as if trying to kill me but deliberately ignoring me while checking Federica’s reaction.

“…Federica. I made a mistake earlier. I was out of it due to the drugs. Your medicine is just too effective, what can I say? There’s nothing I can do about it. Now I’m fine. It was just an accident. You’re not upset, are you?”