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Heroine Hunts Heroines-Chapter 105
The morning felt invigorating.
It was as if all the lingering negative energy in my body had been exhaled completely.
How should I put it—my lower abdomen felt unusually light today. My face was glowing, full of vitality.
“The birds are chirping, the sky is clear without a single cloud—perfect weather to storm the Blue House.”
I murmured to myself as I glanced toward the bed.
Rachel, who had just woken up, still couldn’t move properly. Considering the amount of effort she had put in, almost to the point of dehydration, it wasn’t surprising.
“Well then, my dear wife, I shall return before the sheets drenched in your nectar have dried.”
“Must you speak in such vulgar terms?”
What? Vulgar?
“And what do you have to say about the stream you sprayed all over my face at dawn?”
At first, I had done it, but soon enough, Rachel retaliated, showering my face with her juices.
That warm stream splashed all over my body.
Elf bodily fluids—they truly are precious.
Baby Yongyong’s tail had finally regained its vitality thanks to those elf fluids!
“And you? You did it too!”
“At least I aimed for your mouth. Have you perhaps developed a peculiar fascination with spraying it on my face?”
“Urgh.”
Rachel whipped her head away at my words.
Seeing her unable to respond was as good as a confession.
“Wow, so it’s true.”
“And you enjoy feeding it to me!”
“Dragons regard saliva, nectar, and even bodily fluids as sacred, you know.”
So, if you’re feeding it to me, you should at least be grateful.
“Your body is human-based, isn’t it?”
“That’s one thing, and this is another.”
“Wow, so you conveniently choose your species as it suits you?”
Of course.
“That’s just how it is. Why are you trying to make Baby Yongyong feel bad?”
“You know what? You’re technically a parent. Or maybe the dad? Anyway! Real babies aren’t as exasperating as you are! The real baby here is Ray!”
Rachel pointed to Ray, who was by the window.
“Kyu-it!”
“Huh?”
Why is Ray here?
I grabbed the fluttering little dragon firmly in both hands.
But this naughty little Yongyong shamelessly tried to latch onto my chest with its mouth.
It’s too early for kids to be doing that, so I gently pushed it away.
“Kyu-i-it!”
Wait—does this mean Ray had been watching Rachel and me the entire time?
Seriously, this shameless little dragon. What will it grow up to be? It’s disheartening to even imagine.
In any case, this tiny Yongyong had been watching as Rachel and I… intertwined.
“Why on earth is Ray here? How do you raise a child to end up watching adult scenes like this?”
How does a kid even get exposed to something like this?
“Why are you blaming me? Did I raise it alone? Are you seriously accusing me while you’re out fooling around with other women all the time?”
Ah, when she hits me with facts like that, I’ve got no comeback.
“Ugh, whatever! I’m leaving! Deal with it however you want!”
“No, that lizard—!”
I opened the window and flew out with all my strength.
When cornered, fleeing is the only option.
***
This time, all the heroines, including myself, are participating in the attack on the Blue House.
In other words, this is the first battle—against humans rather than a dungeon.
"Choi Si-woo, Reyna, Han Suji, and I will storm the Blue House with the Baekhwa Sect believers, using Kate as our transport."
It’s practically a first-tier strike force.
"But didn’t you announce on the broadcast that you’d launch an attack if we advanced?"
"By now, the Guild Alliance should be getting ready to leave from Seoul."
Even if I’m taking most of our main forces, there’s no need to worry.
For one, the thick miasma I’ve laid down completely envelops the Incheon area.
This serves as the first barricade.
Of course, the Guild Alliance won’t charge in recklessly. They’ll break through the miasma eventually, but that won’t be the end of it.
Second, even if they manage to push through the long barricade, many of them will be exhausted in the process. At that point, they’ll have to face the golems waiting in ambush.
And even if they destroy the golems, that’s still not the end.
By the time the golems fall, villains and mutants armed with magical firearms will launch an assault.
As for the third phase, shadow spirits and puppets will join the fray.
Elise will participate too, and neither she nor her counterpart in her true form looks anything like their normal appearances, so there’s no risk of their identities being exposed.
The Guild Alliance may have sent intelligence to Hansung, but they won’t know anything about the abilities we’ve gained after becoming mutants.
This battle will be the Baekhwa Sect’s grand debut to the world.
"Is everyone ready? Put on your masks."
I pulled out a set of smiling masks from my subspace.
"Uh, do we really have to wear these?"
Reyna should be fine.
"Reyna’s appearance changes drastically when she becomes a dark elf, so it’ll be alright for her. But Si-woo, you should definitely wear a mask. How about your weapon? Everything set?"
Considering that a divine sword is one of a kind, it’d be dangerous if someone recognized it.
"It transforms into a ceremonial sword, so there’s no risk of it being identified. As for the mask, I can use my transformed state, but I’ll take the smiling mask for now."
Oh, after becoming the Sin of Lust, the sword’s shape has changed significantly.
When I extend the blade, it unfurls like liquid. What the hell? It’s practically a ceremonial sword now.
If Choi Si-woo swings that at Ha Jung-seok’s underlings, they’ll all be wiped out.
Choi Si-woo ran her tongue along the blade with a crazed grin.
She’s changed so much that it’s hard to believe she’s the same Choi Si-woo from the original story.
She now exudes the aura of a high-ranking villainess.
It’s insanely hot. That’s it. This is exactly why fallen female characters are the best!
I want to pour every ounce of my magic inside that depraved woman.
"Focus. Calm down."
I shook my head and checked the time.
By now, they should’ve departed. The Guild Alliance and the national army were assembling at the western gate of the Seoul Wall, so it was about time to mobilize Kate.
I turned to Kate, who was busy eating mint chocolate nearby.
"Alright, Kate?"
"Yes?"
"Open a portal gate to the Blue House."
"Understood."
Thanks to the Black God Sect pre-calculating the coordinates for the attack on the Blue House, Kate opened the portal effortlessly.
The moment we stepped through Kate’s gate, we arrived at the Blue House.
Seeing the Blue House like this felt strange.
It had suffered some damage during the Cataclysm but was later restored, giving it a different look compared to its counterpart in other worlds.
And now, we’re about to destroy it.
This is full-blown treason. But there’s no choice. Today, we need to crush Ha Jung-seok to restore the Hunter Association’s influence.
A sigh came from beside me.
"Before the regression, I was supposed to protect the Blue House. Now, I’m here to destroy it."
Choi Si-woo spoke bitterly. That’s right—she’s a regressor.
In the original story, there was an event to defend the Blue House, but none where it was attacked.
Si-woo was a righteous character back then. When villains stormed the Blue House, she rushed to protect Ha Jung-seok.
In this world, even the Blue House isn’t a safe haven.
“Don’t like it?”
“No. If it’s your order, I’ll obey.”
“Good. You’re my female, and you must obey my words.”
As I licked her ear and whispered seductively, this embodiment of lust narrowed her eyes, exuding a scent that practically begged me to pounce on her.
Ah, but not yet. Not now.
“I’ll give it to you once the mission is over.”
“Mm♥”
Still, before that, I slipped my hand into her panties, teasing her wet folds.
Unsurprisingly, she was absolutely soaked.
Who would believe she was once a man? It’s like the male form was nothing more than a cocoon, and the female inside had finally emerged.
Perhaps, from the start, Choi Si-woo never truly existed.
Ah, at this rate, I might just end up taking her before we even attack the Blue House.
I really need to hold myself back.
"Kate, start."
At my gesture, Kate activated the drones.
Is the broadcast going smoothly? I’ve already thrown out some bait, so the number of viewers might have increased.
After all, there’s nothing more entertaining than watching a fight unfold.
“Reyna, transform.”
“Got it.”
Reyna could now transform into a Dark Elf on her own.
Of course, it was faster when I gave her a punch to the gut, but Reyna had made it clear she didn’t want to get hit anymore.
When Reyna shifted into her Dark Elf form, Han Suji couldn’t hide her amazement.
“Wow, that’s so cool. You look like a grape.”
“What the hell? Says the axe-wielding maniac.”
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“At least I can control myself, okay?”
Han Suji and Reyna often bicker like this.
I usually just let them be—doesn’t it feel like a cute little catfight?
Meanwhile, Choi Si-woo clung to me.
Even with the smiling mask on, I could feel how hard she was trying to seduce me from behind it.
Holding Choi Si-woo close, I turned my attention to the drones Kate had set up, starting the live broadcast.
“Hello, everyone! This is Baekhwa!”
The moment the stream went live, as expected, thousands of viewers flooded in.
Seriously, don’t these people have anything better to do?
- Shouldn’t you be defending Songdo or something?
- What the hell is that? Is that the Blue House?
- Wait, so you really went all the way to the Blue House?
- Holding another woman again before the attack, huh?
- That ‘noona’ has some insane curves, though. ㅗㅜㅑ
What I could see from the chat was just about that level of engagement.
“Well then, from now on, I won’t be paying much attention to the chat. Since you dared to cross the barrier and provoke me, I’ll make sure to crush the president’s skull. At the very least, the Blue House won’t remain intact. Nora?”
“Understood.”
Nora, the villain name I had given to the Dark Elf Reyna, would remain her alias for the time being as she carried out her role as a villain.
Nora, wielding the Bow of the Corrupted World Tree, drew an arrow formed of miasma and fired it toward the Blue House.
Shiiiiing! BOOOOM! KABOOOOM!
The explosion and the spreading miasma turned the area into a warzone.
And it didn’t stop at just one shot.
With each arrow Reyna loosed, the surroundings of the Blue House were utterly devastated.
The hunters they’d raised to defend it managed to dodge with impressive agility, but still, their desperate struggle was strangely exhilarating to watch.
It was genuinely moving to see them trying so hard to keep Ha Jung-seok alive.
Far in the distance, I spotted plenty of Ha Jung-seok’s lackeys assembling.
Clap, clap, clap.
Moved by their loyalty, I gave a hearty round of applause.
“Showtime. Leave no dogs of Ha Jung-seok alive.”
Hearing my words, Ha Jung-seok’s lackeys immediately prepared for battle.
“Protect the Blue House! Secure the president!”
“Destroy the Blue House!”
“We are the Baekhwa Sect!”
The Baekhwa Sect believers who had followed us charged headlong toward the hunters guarding the Blue House.
About fifty smiling masked members, mostly women.
They were mutants, which naturally meant most of them were female.
Ah, but come on—this is going on a live broadcast. Isn’t it more enjoyable to have well-shaped women in the action?
Not that I did this purely for my own entertainment, of course.
Regardless, my heart swelled with pride.
The elite Baekhwa Sect forces I had painstakingly cultivated were now clashing head-on with Ha Jung-seok’s loyal dogs.
“Wow, damn. Look at those bodylines—pure art.”
The Baekhwa Sect believers wore sleek black suits that accentuated their curves.
The elegant lines of their chests and hips were practically all I could see.
Honestly, it was hard to focus on the fight when all I could see were the curves.
As for Ha Jung-seok’s lackeys? There was nothing worth noting. Watching them die while shouting about protecting their leader said all there was to say about their level.
Still, numbers are numbers.
While the Baekhwa Sect clearly had the edge in combat prowess and presence, we were starting to get surrounded.
Snap!
I snapped my fingers.
As they staggered forward to charge at the Baekhwa Sect, Ha Jung-seok’s lackeys suddenly began to dance.
From a distance, it looked like some bizarre zombie-like movements. Should I give them one more snap for good measure?
“What the hell is this? What’s going on?”
“Arghhh!”
“Protect the president! Gah!”
Taking advantage of the confusion, the Baekhwa Sect’s mutants began slaughtering the zombie-like enemies.
And then I snapped my fingers again.
Snap!