Chapter 139

139 Episode

*The Sun, Moon, and Sword

139 – The Sun, Moon, and Sword #4

Brrrrrr.

I placed my fingers, trembling artificially, on Hippolyte’s thigh.

“Ugh, uh, hot-!”

Was Hippolyte startled by that unfamiliar sensation or trying to shout loudly? I raised my other hand to cover her mouth.

“…Well, it’s nighttime, so you need to be quiet.”

“Hmph, kuh, huuu…”

Hippolyte twisted her body as if she didn’t know what to do with the stimulation she felt on her thigh.

“Hhmm, hwaaii…”

I could distinctly feel the warm, moist sighs on my hand covering her mouth.

I slowly moved my palm, which had been creating friction on the right thigh, carefully and painstakingly towards an even more private area.

I wonder what will happen now.

My heart was pounding, and my mind was filled with excitement, so I was acting without much thought. Still, I did wonder if she might refuse since the inner thigh is a sacred space.

“Ugh, uhn, hhh…”

Whether it was because I had covered her mouth or because she didn’t have the presence of mind to refuse, Hippolyte did not resist my hand as it approached the private area.

Sshhhk.

And so, my vibrating hand reached the prominent mound between her thighs.

Her thin pants were already so soaked that they were sticky. Even through the fabric, I could distinctly feel the unfamiliar and exciting contours of her body.

Sshhhk, sshhkk.

“Ugh, uhn…”

I continued to rub between her thighs like this through the fabric. Though no one had ever taught me the technique, I gently stimulated her from top to bottom.

“Kuhh, hmpf, hhh.”

Perhaps trying to suppress her voice, or maybe feeling suffocated by my hand covering her mouth, Hippolyte struggled to breathe.

I felt a bit sorry, so I removed my hand from her mouth.

“You need to be quiet.”

“Hey, you pervert. Giving such threats… You’re planning something even worse if I scream, aren’t you…?”

“…d*mn it, interpret it however you want.”

Hippolyte was completely caught up in the concept she had devised.

It is said that talented athletes can do image training like real-life experiences. Perhaps Hippolyte had fallen into her own imagination.

It’s a pretty funny story considering she believed without doubt that I was a savage assaulting her and she herself was a fragile warrior being attacked.

How could she possibly tolerate someone who molested a sleeping person, woke me up and put me in this awkward situation, then ran away using only their own defense mechanism?

Even if I were a truly kind Samaritan, I cannot always endure and suffer silently.

Geegeek, chilgeek.

My fingers open the seams of her thin, wet lower garments.

It’s quite a bit of padding. Whether it’s due to the clothing, it feels resistant as my fingers expend energy to spread apart the flesh.

“Uuhh, ungh… Anngh… Uuhh, haa, th, that specific spot… Ye, so you really intend to assault me…?”

Despite instructing her to control her voice, Hippolyte quietly spoke. But with my mind filled with excitement, anger, and guilt over doing something wrong, I couldn’t hear what she was saying.

I suppose I too was lost in my own world.

So, I eventually couldn’t resist the desire whispered by my rigid member.

I placed my hands on her waist and moved them to take off the cloth covering her thighs. A massage would probably be more effective on bare skin than over clothing.

“Ugh, ungh, ah, no…”

But now Hippolyte seemed to resist somewhat, clenching her thighs tightly and trying to prevent the clothing from being removed.

However, her current strength level is probably about 1, and mine is 9.

The difference is like that between a small child and an adult male, so in the end, I not only took the clothes off her thighs but ended up ripping them off completely.

Khmchit-.

Hippolyte’s body trembled violently.

“…What? You’ve torn the silk of Emperor Zangnuwe? That’s impossible. It’s something that barely gets scratched by even considerable attacks. Th, that…”

She seemed astonished by the power I used to rip her clothes. But what mattered to me now wasn’t that.

I carelessly pushed the torn piece of clothing to the side. Then I grabbed her ankles and spread them roughly apart.

Squelch.

With her legs forcibly spread by my hands, the slight gap between her tightly clenched lady parts was clearly visible in the darkness.

Perhaps due to her own m*sturbation and my earlier vibration-filled touches, a sticky fluid was already flowing from between her buttocks, soaking her like she had been drenched in water.

“Why… why are you this wet?”

Though I already knew, I managed to muster the courage to ask her. Knowing everything but still deliberately asking an unpleasant question made my heart feel like it would burst. I had the sense that I was bothering someone—was this the feeling someone like Kanfride used to have while tormenting me?

“Kuh… th, that’s enough… stop spreading my legs… I really will k*ll you…!”

Realizing how truly embarrassed she was, Hippolyte tried desperately to close her legs. However, they were held apart thanks to my grip on her ankles, leaving her private parts exposed.

This was an uncompassionate act I would never do to Luna. But there’s no need to show mercy to the irritating Hippolyte.

“How come not even a single hair has grown, even though you’re not a child?”

“Kuh, th, that’s…”

“A Gold Tier adventurer with a girl-like private part like this? No one would have expected that.”

“B, boo…!? Th, how can you say such lewd things?! Let me go! Please let me go…!”

At this point, it’s impossible to distinguish if Hippolyte’s performance is genuine or not. Seeing her struggle to escape, I tightened my grip on her ankles even more.

“How did you, this girl, get such strength… Last time, it felt completely different—like a completely different person! Your Karma stat, wasn’t it supposed to be less than 10…!?”

Hippolyte seemed shocked and fearful at the strength that had surpassed what she could overcome.

But looking at it now, at Guild, my official level update hadn’t been done, and it’s still registered as just 7.

There’s no way they would know that I’ve raised my level by 12, reaching level 19. That’s why I felt a bit playful in this situation.

“It’s the technique of the Samaritan. It exhibits transcendental power specifically when it comes to assaulting women.”

“Th, that’s such an absurd…”

It’s not a lie if you consider that men who assault women exhibit a force three times their usual strength.

“Uhngh…”

Anyway, Hippolyte frowned as though she was upset that she couldn’t resist with her private parts fully exposed.

“Be, pervert…!”

Since there was Luna, I’ve tried not to pay much attention, but Hippolyte is indeed a great beauty. Even her glaring at me while frowning gives off a chilling and creepy feeling, reviving past traumatic memories.

The sharp gaze of a beauty! Isn’t it exactly like how Elpride used to look at me?

Of course, the difference is that Elpride always looked down on me. But today, it’s not me looking down, but rather me, Hassan, who looks down.

Me, Hassan, is looking down on this world-renowned, successful adventurer of Gold Tier.

This realization was thrilling.

“I will touch you now. If you try to tighten your legs or scream, I’ll bite. An important part.”

“Th, bite?”

“Word of mouth about a Gold Tier adventurer could hinder finding marriage opportunities for you, wouldn’t it, Miss Hippolyte?”

In the world, here I am threatening someone. It’s really something I’ve never done before, so I feel dizzy, my heart is pounding so much it’s hard to breathe.

Will such a clumsy and amateurish threat work?

I was incredibly tense, but surprisingly it seemed to work well.

“Th, that threat…”

I felt an intense sense of accomplishment as it worked surprisingly well. d*mn it, I feel accomplished through such things—is there something wrong with me?

Sshhk.

After releasing her ankles, I slowly placed my fingers between her legs. Even the feeling of touching it through thin clothes was quite soft and pleasant, but the sensation of touching it bare was on an entirely different level.

Zheek, zhheek.

“Uhgg… huuuh…”

Smooth, soft, and somewhere sensuous—a complex collection of attributes that are beyond the vocabulary of my short experience to describe.

I clenched and unclenched my fist, making my palm more active, and then tried spreading her labia with both my thumbs.

Zowaaak.

I expected her v*gina to show signs of use, as Hippolyte appeared to have ample m*sturbation experience. But, unexpectedly, there was no such indication to be found.

The labia were quite small, and the doughnut-shaped hymen visible in the v*gina seemed quite thick.

“Definitely well-preserved virginity. Eventually, it seems like it will be taken away by some savage.”

“Unh, ugh…”

Hippolyte covered her face with her hands as if she was greatly embarrassed and ashamed.

“Don’t cover your face, please. Here, like this, we hold it open.”

Since it’s come to this, I felt a desire to take revenge on Hippolyte by putting her through the most embarrassing and lewd scenario that I wouldn’t dare to ask Luna to do.

So, I forcibly pulled away her hands covering her face and spread her wet, pink labia wide open with both of her hands.

The sight of the blushing woman exposing her own legs before me, filled with shame—where would you find a man who wouldn’t get excited?

And I am definitely a man.

Bulgek. Bulgek.

My member was already in full combat readiness, so much so that it hurt.

However, instead of inserting it directly into that hole, I decided to torment this entirely untouched v*gina, which might lose its virginity today, using my fingers.

Sshrk, sshrk.

First, I tried gently touching the clitoris area with my thumb. Her waist twitched violently in response.

“Ahh… Huuh…!”

She seemed to be very sensitive there.

In the first place, with women like Hippolyte who are active, it’s only natural to expect a higher libido than normal—like how she undid the pants of a sleeping man to m*l*st him and masturbate.

When I think about it, it’s irritating. If Luna finds out, will she take responsibility for my life? No, that wouldn’t happen.

People like Elfride and high-ranking adventurers generally live with arrogance and treat people like tools.

If Elpride treated me like a slave, Hippolyte definitely saw me not as a person but merely as a tool, like a protruding corner of a desk.

There’s no doubt that if I broke up with Luna because of her and cried, this woman wouldn’t even blink. That’s the kind of woman who would eat away 3 silvers without even considering compensation.

That thought made me angrier.

And when angry, people tend to act and speak in ways they usually wouldn’t.

Because actions occur without filtering through the brain.

“You really have a pretty v*gina, Miss Hippolyte.”

“Pretty…? You’re roasting me now, saying such things at this point…. Uhk, uhn…!”

“I don’t think someone who enjoys m*sturbation would look like this.”

“…J, I don’t enjoy it. Now you’re even planning to frame me… uhk…!”

Hippolyte seemed to want to say something.

But when I lightly rotated her smooth clitoris with my thumb, she couldn’t finish her sentence and shivered violently with her hips and thighs.

“I said to keep it firmly in place.”

Perhaps because of that stimulation, Hippolyte lost the strength in her fingers that were holding her own v*gina open. She didn’t listen even though I boldly told her not to let go.

There must be punishment for those who disobey.

I’ve been beaten with a whip many times for not obeying orders, so I know this truth better than anyone.

“But you’ve made a mistake, so a punishment is in order.”

However, there was nothing here that could serve as a whip. So, raising my hand like a mother disciplining a child, I slapped her v*gina.

Actually, when I said “slapped,” it was just a gentle tap.

“AAHH!”

Hippolyte let out a rather loud and sharp scream, making my heart sink in shock.

So, I instinctively covered her mouth and checked for any sounds from upstairs.

“…”

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