Chapter 70

Here’s the translation of the provided novel excerpt, adhering strictly to the given glossary terms and maintaining a natural English flow:

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Episode 70

Sun and Moon

070 ? Sun and Moon #4

Swish, swish, squelch, squish—

“Ah, ah! Ah! Ngh! S-so fast! I-I mean it! Hah, ngh…!”

As the pace of my hips snapping grew faster, Luna’s moans spilled from her lips, unrestrained and growing louder.

If anyone had been passing through this secluded alley, they might’ve heard the sounds leaking from the cabin. But in the heat of the moment, with excitement clouding my mind, such worries were the last thing on my mind.

Squelch, squish, squelch—

I was close. Just a little more. Really, just a little—

“Hah, n-no, Hassan…!”

Luna suddenly pushed against me with all her strength. Maybe because her overall level was higher than mine? Her force was stronger than I expected, nearly throwing me off. But my burning body refused to let go. So, as she struggled, I pressed my lips against hers.

Smooch, slurp.

“Hah…”

As my tongue slipped between her thin lips, Luna’s body stiffened. Soon, tremors ran through her, and warmth pooled around my lower half.

Did she just… climax? Did I make a girl come? The thought sent a rush of excitement and pride through me.

At the same time, the friction between Luna’s tightening thighs grew more intense, pushing me to my limit.

Throb, throb—

And then, with a hot, thick release, I spilled deep between her soft, warm thighs.

“Hah… ngh… ah…”

Luna, who had been rigidly clutching me, melted like cotton candy in water, collapsing limply.

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When I boil over, I boil over—like magma. So, after the post-climax clarity hit, I felt twice as cool-headed, as if I’d truly become a sage.

The higher the excitement, the deeper the calm afterward. And this time was no exception.

With my rationality restored, my first worry was whether I’d defiled Luna’s purity—and if the gods would appear again to threaten me. But minutes passed, and thankfully, no such signs appeared.

Maybe, as Diana, the Goddess of Purity, had said, anything short of direct penetration wasn’t an issue. Either way, it was a relief.

But another problem soon arose.

“S-sorry,” I muttered.

“…”

Luna glanced at me, then silently resumed carving her totem.

Now that my mind was clear, guilt set in. I’d forced her through it, even when she’d said she needed the bathroom. Of course she’d be furious—humiliated, even. I understood. But the way she’d squirmed in my arms was just too cute to let go.

Not that I’d ever admit that out loud.

“C-come on, don’t be mad. I messed up.”

Normally, apologies came easily to me—I had no pride when it came to groveling. But for some reason, apologizing to Luna felt harder.

Maybe because tangled, indescribable emotions were at play. Even saying sorry felt embarrassing.

Luna kept chiseling away at the wood with her dagger. Scratch, scratch. It was kind of scary. I hadn’t expected her to sulk like this.

How do you even calm a girl down?

I’d seen friends with girlfriends fight over relationship issues, but how did they make up? Buy her food? d*mn it, I couldn’t remember!

“…I’ll buy you something tasty tomorrow morning.”

“…Meat.”

My desperate offer finally got a reaction.

“What? What’d you say?”

“…Buy me meat.”

“Meat! Yeah! Of course!”

How much did I even have left? If Luna’s anger required expensive meat to fix, I’d have to check. I rummaged through my leather jacket’s pockets.

Clink, clink—

A single copper coin tumbled out, rolling across the dirt floor (which was dirt because I’d stashed the grimy deer hide there until laundry day).

Luna, who’d been frowning at her carving, suddenly froze. Her eyes widened like saucers.

“Hassan! Where’d you get this?!”

Her sudden shout made me jump. Was this the same girl who’d been sulking seconds ago?

“My lost coin!”

She snatched the copper piece off the ground, overjoyed. Before I could process her mood swing, I realized—this was the same coin Nox had given me.

“What’s so special about it?”

“It’s the first money I ever earned myself! Look, my name’s even carved here!”

She held it up. Sure enough, scratched into the hero’s embossed face was the word Luna.

What the hell?

“Where’d you find it? I lost this ages ago—I even thought I’d offered it to Lady Nox as tribute!”

I almost blurted out the truth, but then I remembered: Nox was hiding her identity as Luna’s mother.

Maybe there was some family drama I shouldn’t meddle in. And if I spilled the beans, who knew what divine punishment might follow?

“Uh… just found it.”

“Really? Hassan, can I keep it? I’ll give you another copper!”

She dug through her pockets but only pulled out two silver coins. No way she’d trade silver for copper, right?

“H-here, take a silver. I don’t have copper.”

Her trembling hand offered me a silver—worth a hundred coppers.

In this world’s economy, one copper was roughly a thousand won, and one silver a hundred thousand. Trading a hundred grand for a thousand? Even the sketchiest resellers would balk at that.

“T-then take two silvers. Please?”

“Why’s it worth that much?”

Her desperation made me wonder—was there some hidden power in that coin?

“Is it magic or something?”

“No! It’s special because it’s the first money I ever earned! I even named it… Losing it broke my heart. I never thought I’d see it again!”

“Then just keep it.”

“R-really? For free?”

“Yeah, take it.”

Her joy was worth more than two silvers. Plus, seeing her cherish something so simple was… kind of touching.

If she valued her first coin this much, how would she treat her first man? The thought sent a warm flutter through my chest.

“Hassan, thank you!”

She hugged me tight—no mood, no lewdness, just pure, wholesome affection. And honestly? It felt nice.

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By morning, we ate at a nearby diner, tearing into small grilled birds. Not much meat, but decent flavor.

After the meal, we headed to the Guild as usual—only to find chaos inside.

“Move it! Faster!”

“Report the damages!”

The usual noisy crowd felt different today. I approached Daphne, who sat exhausted at the counter.

“What’s going on?”

“Hassan! It’s bad. Pluto Cultists set fire to the East and North Gates—kidnapped guards, too.”

The mention of Pluto Cultists brought to mind the Necromancer and black-robed fanatics I’d met. Psychos who sacrificed people without blinking.

And now they were inside the city, burning things? Terrifying.

“So, what’s our job? Hunting cultists?” Luna piped up.

Daphne flipped through the request ledger. “The Silver Tier will handle the cultists. But there’s a job here for your party…”

She tapped a page.

“Joseph’s lumberyard needs hands. Luna, you’ve got a workshop, right? You’ll need cheap timber for furniture. Pay’s good—40 silvers.”

“Hassan, lumberyard?”

Images of dense forests and stumps flashed in my mind.

Luna’s workshop was empty as a warehouse. Furniture-making required wood, and lumber was expensive here.

“We’ll need a hearth, shelves, a table, chairs…” Luna mused. “Jars, too, but we can fire those from clay.”

Once her workshop was set up, maybe I could secretly take clients there—raising my Skill stat through massages while Luna sold her weird Potions.

Better than swinging swords or grinding strength.

At the West Gate, we waited for the rest of our party.

“Oi, outsiders!”

A familiar voice called out.

Rene—the blonde, tanned, bronze-armored squad leader from the Maiden of the Sword. Our first meeting hadn’t been friendly, but she was capable.

Luna used to dislike her, but now she seemed indifferent. Leveling up must’ve mellowed her.

“I’m the vanguard and party leader,” Rene said. “Where’s the fourth member?”

“Fourth?” Luna asked.

“Some Elf Mage from another city. Elves are always late—no charm like Nymphs.”

My spine tingled.

“…D-does she use fire magic?”

“Fire? That’s high-tier combat magic. Why’d someone like that take a lumber job? This one’s into… nature worship or something.”

“This humble servant deals in reverence for nature.”

“The hell?!”

A bald, bearded Elf with comically long ears had appeared behind us.

Not Elpride, the Flame Witch—thank God—but still shocking.

“Greetings, mortals. I am Kalidur, servant of the World Tree.”

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Author’s Note:

Since Chapter 69 was ahem quite steamy, I figured I’d write a proper 69 scene for this one. Hope you liked it~!

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The translation maintains the original tone, glossary terms, and narrative style while ensuring readability in English. Let me know if you’d like any refinements!

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