Chapter 138

Posted by Kuze, ? Views, Released on April 8, 2025

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138th Episode

*The Sun, the Moon, and the Sword

Zilgeuk, chigeuk, jilcheok.

The wet sounds penetrate my heated mind.

“Uh, ah uh…”

Simultaneously, the usually firm voice starts to emit sweet moans like melting ice cream.

I’m not stupid, so I can tell that Hippolyte has started to console herself next to me.

Moreover, her fingers are currently feeling and touching my belongings.

Ssuel, what is this? She’s masturbating while touching my belongings?

I was bewildered and startled, and at the same time, I felt my energy draining from the upper body and rushing to the lower half, arousing an excited sensation.

“Keuh, ah, it can’t be. Samaritan… I, I am a body that vowed purity…”

Additionally, Hippolyte began muttering incomprehensible words. What is it? What can’t she do?

“Huh, heheung… When the night comes, I can’t resist… Knowing this and taking advantage of the weakness… Ahddeut, really savage…”

Zilgeuk, jigeuk.

Perhaps Hippolyte is continuing her act of m*sturbation while imagining various scenarios in her head. Is she thinking of a situation where she is forcefully attacked by me?

“Keuh… Rather, k*ll me… That, trying to unleash a heated body on me due to war…”

Anyway, undressing a sleeping man and then touching him while imagining m*sturbation.

There’s no stranger f*tish than this. Apparently, skilled adventurers often have one screw loose.

It’s natural for quirks to develop after eating a blade for a long time and repeatedly facing life-and-d*ath situations.

“Haeu, that, trying to insert that thing into me? It’s unreasonable… And there’s Noxdotty for you… Ahdeut, hheu…”

Hippolyte’s breathing became more coarse and louder.

At the same time, the grip on my belongings grew strong, making me feel like bl**d was rushing to my head.

This way, if she continues to rub up and down, it will feel so good. But as it’s just hanging like a bus handle, I only feel the irritating tease.

“Ha, hag, heuh, heu, ah, aaa… Ah, it can’t be inside… You’ll make me pregnant. Hheu, wha, what…? You plan to have your child born from me…? Savage, you savage…”

Hippolyte’s imagination seemed to be rapidly accelerating.

Somehow, it felt like our minds were connected, as if I was invited into her imagination. I could picture what she was thinking and what I was doing in her imagination, making me feel as if I were actually doing those things.

“Po, using a fork improperly, I don’t want to give birth to such a savage… Hhaett, heuh… It can’t be. It can’t beee… That, using force is against the rules… Eeut!”

Gwaaah.

The strength in her hand gripping my belongings became immense, causing it to feel like a nearly used-up toothpaste being squeezed.

“Addeut, heu, eudddeut-.”

At the same time, Hippolyte began tremoring her body. Has she reached her climax? However, the strength of her grip was too strong, causing me to unintentionally cry out in pain, “Euek-.”

It really hurt. It felt like it might burst. Despite wanting to suppress my voice, I couldn’t.

Her startled body trembled in response.

“S, Samaritan…”

She eventually called out to me, likely confirming whether I’m asleep or awake.

Still, this situation is utterly ridiculous, so I decided to just reply.

“Yes, yes…”

“When did you wake up?”

“When you tested your finger on my nose…”

“…Hyeeeng! Hee, heuh, heeeeng…”

Hippolyte made a sound like a struck dog in response to my words.

Was it an error caused by an unexpected answer?

“…Then, from the very beginning, right? Why didn’t you respond when I called you?”

“…”

I didn’t know what to say. I had no idea how to organize the complex explanations swirling in my mind.

What should I say first? While I was pondering, Hippolyte spoke first with a trembling voice.

“…G, now I understand. You, you were trying to exploit my weakness, Samaritan…”

“…Yes?”

“You set a trap to manipulate me as you wish by identifying my weakness. There’s no other way this could’ve happened…”

“Weakness?”

“…Yeah, definitely that’s it. Seeing you, my rationality fails… Everything, everything is because you used some sort of evil spell. The sinister secret art of Samaritans.”

Hippolyte started making even stranger noises.

The self-confident female warrior has broken.

I became even more perplexed by this fact and couldn’t help but get up. As a result, Hippolyte’s robust physique was clearly visible in the faint light of the dark hut.

“G, don’t come any closer-. Savage!”

“No, I’ll come near and explain. There’s some misunderstanding…”

“I waited until the effect of my vow of purity fades. Oh, you planned to cover me today!”

Really?

I know because I have a younger sister. Women sometimes lose their sanity and go crazy on certain days. Today seems to be one of those days for Hippolyte.

Still, it makes sense somehow. Considering she was caught masturbating while grabbing my junk. If she were in her right mind, that would actually be more disturbing, wouldn’t it?

If it were me caught masturbating while grabbing Hippolyte’s jewels… Ugh, sheeeeet. I know I couldn’t handle that.

So, Hippolyte is now employing some form of psychological defense.

She’s cleanly forgetting the fact that she molested me and is instead pretending to be a female warrior who fell into my trap and ended up masturbating against her will.

Ssuel, honestly, it’s a funny setup. But Hippolyte is really pushing it.

Hippolyte continued.

“I figured it out when you peeked at my chest. Samaritan, you approached me from the start with intentions like this!”

“I didn’t approach you…”

“You spied on my bath, and you started massaging my chest without permission, and now you’ve reached this point. I won’t be defiled further. I’ll scream!”

“Huh, scream?”

If Hippolyte screams, Luna on the second floor might wake up. She would then come down to see what’s going on and discover me with my pants off! sh*t! That can’t happen!

“Uh, Lady Hippolyte. Please calm down…”

“H, but you’re trying to silence me by making me bite down on that monstrous thing. I know everything! Kuh, vile…”

She clicked her tongue in apparent anger.

“Now, hurry, put your desire-laden mass into my mouth. Otherwise, I will scream. And you’ll be arrested as a s*xual offender and subjected to castration…”

“Whew, ssheeeet.”

Castration? It’s horrifying.

Because Hippolyte really seemed ready to scream, I rushed toward her and had to stop her by putting something in her mouth.

And the only thing close enough to her open mouth was my stiff object.

Thus, I ended up inserting my thing between her lips. d*mn, this is how everything turns out according to what crazy Hippolyte was muttering under the moonlit night.

“Kheu, eupp-.”

d*mn, I wanted to sleep peacefully. How could something like this happen to me without someone’s malicious scheming?

Is it the sorcery of a cultist?

Are there still any cultists left in this city?

“Hheu, eep, uh-.”

Because her mouth was blocked by me, Hippolyte squirmed in apparent distress. Under normal circumstances, she could easily have broken free from my grip.

[Name : Hippolyte Heavensinger Lv. ?? 3

Condition : bl**d Curse] Moonlight Allergy] ????]

For some reason, she is currently in a state where her level has significantly dropped to 3. Still, even in this condition, Hippolyte is a formidable figure not to be underestimated.

Surprisingly, Hippolyte with her mouth forcibly closed behaved like a tame tiger with a leash.

“Uu, haeu-.”

Moreover, as if waiting for the moment, she began licking my thing, creating a more stimulating sensation than the excitement I felt just a moment ago.

Tsureup, tsureup.

The sucking power was stronger than expected, making me feel like it might be pulled out of me. I never imagined I’d have such an experience.

When I unintentionally placed my hand on Hippolyte’s head in confusion, it seemed to boost her momentum, as she began moving her jaw faster.

Tsurep, tsoo-eup. Tsureep. Soep.

The stimulation was almost immediate and overwhelming. If I hadn’t maintained my mind, I might have let go.

For how long did the obscene sound of licking persist?

Finding it inconvenient to breathe, Hippolyte pulled my thing out of her mouth and spoke with a trembling voice.

“Haeu, oh, you plan to exploit this event as blackmail material and continue to make me do this in the future?”

“Not really…”

“Lies won’t do. S, seeing how you’ve erected this massive… thing… You must want to touch my body, don’t you…?”

Then Hippolyte stretched out on the blanket I laid out.

“Come on, do whatever you want. But, my heart will not be broken. I am a warrior of Mars. I won’t fall to the oppressive violence of a savage…”

“Come on, do what you like…” Those words made my mind go blank, as if I had been struck on the head.

In front of me lay the always lithe and significantly swollen body of Hippolyte in a rather careless position, revealing herself entirely.

Honestly, any man would be excited in such a situation.

Still, I rather worried if there was some sort of trap here, making me feel uneasy and anxious instead.

If I reach out to this body, will the guards burst in, breaking down the door of this hut?

It felt like I was caught in a carefully planned trap or a hidden camera prank.

“Unpleasant thoughts come to mind. Hurry and defile me or I’ll recover my strength and escape to scream or run outside to find the guards.”

“sh*t, what the…”

“Swearing already, and finally revealing your vulgar nature, huh? Savage…!”

“Fucking hell…!”

How dare you put me through all this on a deep night. Anger and desire boiled together, causing a great deal of frustration.

So I put my hand on Hippolyte’s soft-looking chest with the intention of venting my anger and seeking revenge.

Mukkung.

Then I felt something utterly different from Luna’s soft and flexible chest—a very plush, warm, and sizable object with considerable elasticity that surrounded my palm.

“Uheudddeut…”

How could one carry around such a large item on their body?

The feeling of guilt from doing something bad made my extremities lose circulation, leaving them tingling, while the softness peculiar to a man’s excitement further clouded my vision.

Malang, malgang, malang.

I kept caressing her chest. Honestly, each time I saw this modestly covered bosom, I wanted to touch it, but knowing it was wrong, I refrained.

Given this strange opportunity arose, I felt determined to touch it fully to my heart’s content, even if it were to be my last moment.

“Hheut, M, it’s like a starving wolf lusting after your chest. Eeu, it’s a creepy feeling…”

A real shiver ran through her body.

Hippolyte felt like a hot pancake dough.

Could it be her high metabolism? Her body temperature is unusually high, and her chest is so soft that I could almost feel the heat through my palm.

She has a lot of body heat.

Since it’s close to summer right now, this heat feels quite intense, but in winter, being close to her would feel pretty good.

“Hhu, ah, that, such a place…?”

While massaging her chest, I unintentionally spread her armpits apart and pressed there.

I’ve noticed the occasional glimpse of this before, and during a fleeting moment of thought about massages, my desires manifested directly.

Hippolyte’s armpit was extremely smooth, without a hint of roughness, seemingly smooth from the start.

Suhk, suhk.

“Uu, ah, uuett, e, why only the armpit…?”

The soft and squishy feel of the inner flesh was quite pleasant, so I focused on caressing the spaces between her arms with my fingers.

Since Hippolyte has a large chest and is very active, there’s likely a lot of stagnant energy built up in her armpit lymph nodes.

So, by massaging here, her shoulders might loosen up, and the heaviness she feels in her chest could improve significantly.

“Uu, ah, my thought and this… The feeling is a bit different… Udeut, ah…”

The stimulation of her armpits being touched seemed unfamiliar, so Hippolyte twisted her body. It must mean the massage is effective. Focusing on the tips of my fingers, I thoroughly stimulated her lymph nodes.

Suhk, suhk.

This is just a massage.

Suhk, suhk.

Certainly, it’s not a bad act.

Suhk, suhk, ssukk-.

Thus, there’s nothing to feel guilty about to anyone.

Suhk, suhksuhk.

“Aang, eet, you plan to degrade my entire body, huh…? The ineffective way you’re massaging… It’s futile… Ahuut…”

As usual, Hippolyte claimed my massage wasn’t effective and acted proud. However, it’s frustrating how she underestimates my massage skills.

“Then, try enduring this.”

Burururru.

I vigorously shook my hands like a cheap vibrating massage machine. Simultaneously, my divine grace “Shining Finger” activated, causing my fingers to shimmer with an odd light.

Ziiing.

The dim cabin lit up with a gentle glow.

Hippolyte’s eyes widened with a fear I’ve never seen before.

“Wh, what is that…? Why, why is your hand glowing… Samaritan, could you possibly use an aura…?”

“…”

Instead of answering, I placed the trembling hand directly on her inner thigh.

Burururu.

“Uung, aaah…!”

[Author’s Note]

Everyone… I am writer Micturi… Today, I have an important … announcement for you all…

Tomorrow… I, Micturi, will release four consecutive chapters, holding my breath…

That is… The ultimate combination… My R-button… My ultimate technique…