Chapter 1437

<Chapter 1437> 1437. The Academy’s Savior

We could see the end in sight.

Having grown accustomed to this dungeon, our enthusiasm was rekindled as we moved into the next room.

“Please replicate the mural on the wall.”

A now familiar instruction from the dungeon.

We looked at the mural: a man stood tall while a woman knelt behind him, her face pressed against his buttocks.

As soon as Rachel saw the mural, she naturally came up behind me. Without any hesitation, she knelt down and grabbed my butt with both hands. This was the eighth time seeing this mural, and Rachel had become so accustomed to it that she no longer felt the slightest discomfort.

“I’m ready,” she said. Immediately after, I felt her face touch my buttocks. Her delicate face pressed against me, and soon after, the warmth of her breath and the moistness of her tongue reached my anus.

Her tongue licked around my anus before occasionally attempting to penetrate inside. Once acclimated, she switched patterns and began sucking on it—her skill was beyond belief for being only the eighth time.

‘Guess she learned well from me.’

In the erotic dungeon rooms, roles between men and women often switch. Though I’m receiving now, there were plenty of times when she received too. I’ve given six blowjobs.

“Haa, huuu….”

Rachel’s hands moved forward from gripping my butt, naturally taking hold of my penis and testicles, gently caressing them. The combo of her blowjob and handjob made me extremely happy.

I shivered with each touch of her hand, which only spurred Rachel to become more aggressive in her actions.

“Ahh, President! It tastes good!”

With a powerful thrust of my legs, I began cumming. White semen flew in a parabolic arc, landing far away. The amount was certainly not small, and the range exceeded three meters. With my ejaculation, the room was cleared, and the door opened.

But Rachel showed no intention of stopping. She continued holding my erect penis, her hand stroking it again. Of course, her blowjob persisted as well.

“Destroy the Mechadicks.”

The toughest monster in this erotic dungeon is undoubtedly the Mechadicks. A massive mechanical monster whose attacks are notoriously difficult to land.

Its defense? Its steel plating is disgustingly durable, requiring at least ten minutes of battle just to break through.

Worse still, its attack range covers the entire room. Mechanical tentacles sprout from all over the chamber, indiscriminately targeting both men and women. Just looking at it makes one feel uneasy.

‘Rather face twenty black dogs any day.’

Twenty black dogs can be dealt with using just one condom bomb. In heat and unintelligent, they don’t know how to surround their prey and simply charge recklessly.

There was an advantage to the Mechadicks room, though. Clearing it guaranteed a reward. We’ve cleared this Mechadicks room six times already, and every time, a reward appeared.

“This finishes it!”

Rachel approached the towering Mechadicks at the center of the room and thrust her Hero’s Sword into it. The blade pierced through the broken armor, destroying the core of the Mechadicks.


And just like that, it vanished—leaving behind only a lone postcard sitting there all by its lonesome.

“A postcard? There’s no way this is an ordinary postcard. What kind of ability does it… Wait, what the hell IS this…”

Rachel’s expression froze as soon as she picked up the card. Looks like this thing has some serious effects going on. Could be something ridiculous, like a condom bomb or whatever nonsense.

Curiosity piqued, I leaned over her shoulder to take a look.

『Emergency Escape Postcard.

Tear this postcard to escape the dungeon.』

My face stiffened too.

But then I relaxed.

If we’d gotten this thing at the start of the dungeon, we would’ve torn it in a heartbeat.

“Man, this came way too late.”

Sure, someone might think it’s not too late and we should just bail now—but…

“We’re almost done with this dungeon.”

We’ll reach the end today at the latest, or tomorrow for sure.

If the dungeon was tough, maybe we’d consider giving up. But we’ve already got everything we need. No matter what perverted stuff this dungeon throws our way, we can handle it without hesitation. This dungeon wasn’t even that hard.

“Why quit now when we can see the finish line? That’d be such a waste.”

In this world, special dungeons are both feared and coveted. They’re harder and more annoying than regular dungeons, but the rewards are off the charts. Stories of heroes clearing special dungeons and turning their lives around are all over the internet.

“…Wouldn’t it be a shame to stop here?”

Rachel spoke up.

“Yeah, it’d be a real shame. We’re so close. Given how much trouble this dumb dungeon gave us, the rewards are gonna be insane.”

“And we’re fully prepared to clear this dungeon successfully. That’d be the perfect middle finger to this damn place.”

Our decision was unanimous.

We’re not quitting.

But we kept the postcard just in case. Who knows, there could be some terrifying monster waiting in the final room. Always good to have a backup plan.

We headed to the next room. Before entering, we naturally locked lips in a kiss to gain buffs.

Her tongue slid into my mouth, tangling messily with mine. One hand grabbed her ass while the other fondled her breast as we made out.

“Hng, mmm, slurp…”

Even though the kiss buff only takes a minute, we ended up making out for nearly five.

Next, I removed the nipple patch and gently tugged on her nipple to keep it from retracting.

“Haaaang~”

She writhed at even the slightest touch—her sensitive nipples causing her to lose control. I savored her reactions slowly.

We cleared at least 15 rooms a day. In other words, we were kissing like this at least 15 times daily. It was impossible NOT to get closer after all this lip-locking.

『Rachel Craig’s Affection Level: 73』

I passed level 70 ages ago. Once you hit 70, you can see her inner thoughts too.

『Rachel Craig’s Thoughts: Kissing feels so nice… Eugene’s saliva tastes delicious.』

She wasn’t just physically corrupted—mentally, she’d become quite lewd.

『Dance.』

Sometimes this dungeon gives us mental health breaks by commanding us to do things like dance, play table tennis, take naps, or even watch movies. And yes, those movies were always 19+ adult content.

Anyway, since it told us to dance, we danced. Upbeat music blared from the ceiling, creating a club-like atmosphere despite the dim lighting.

Without any prompting, we shed our cumbersome gear. Dancing practically naked had become second nature to us by now.

Approaching Rachel mid-dance, I teased her.

“Here alone?”

“Yeah, you too?”

“Guess so. Wanna dance together?”

“Sure.”

We danced close enough to feel each other’s breaths. Her large…


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