Heroine Hunts Heroines

Chapter 69

I still think Han Suji has a bit of a way to go.

Some of those from the Wan’an tribe have managed to escape. No matter how strong she is, covering an area this vast is impossible for a human. But letting some of those well-fed thugs slip by? That’s not ideal.

"Is this the moment that changes history?"

"Wh-who are you?"

Swish!—Fwoosh!

I sliced through the neck of who seemed to be the chief and set him ablaze. Even so, seeing the Jurchens lying in a sea of blood, their heads severed or smashed, was quite a satisfying sight.

If Han Suji continues doing this, I’ll be pleased. She’s already tasted it, so she’ll follow my commands and become my blade. Today is her rebirth, and I think she deserves a reward.

But first, I should reach out to Yoon Seol.

I used dark magic to create a small bird, tied a note to its leg, and sent it off to Yoon Seol.

When I found Han Suji, she was chopping up some rather impressive-looking piece of meat with her axe.

"Suji, who’s this?"

"He said his name was Samyoari."

"Oh, well done."

If it was Samyoari, he must have chosen to face Han Suji instead of running. But even Samyoari is nothing more than a famed general from history—no more, no less.

For Han Suji, born with supernatural power after the Great Cataclysm and trained by an S-class hunter, he was no match.

"Hey, I did so well, didn’t I? Look, I’m so wet right now."

She started stripping on her own.

"Did killing people get you excited? You’re truly an irredeemable villain, aren’t you?"

"Hehe, that’s why... give me my reward."

The way she subtly rubs herself against my leg—it really makes me want to take her right here.

There’s no stopping now.@@@@

Squish, squish

When I touched her down below, I found her absolutely drenched, with sticky fluid flowing freely.

"Wow, look at this—dripping everywhere. It’s a flood down here. Were you looking forward to this that much? Or was it breaking Samyoari’s skull that got you so excited?"

"Ha... ha... it’s both... ngh."

She’s nearly complete.

If I fully turn her into a monster here, she’d be perfect. Though, being in the Fragment, I’m not sure how effective it’ll be.

"Even your clit is standing up nicely. I’ve gotten you just the way I like—this kind of body drives me wild. So, tell me, how would you like me to handle you?"

I love how soft and tender her folds have become, all loosened up and inviting. That scent—a true bitch in heat—fills the air.

"To-t-touch me."

"So, you’re a fool who can’t even reach climax on your own?"

I understand. It’s always more satisfying when someone else does it for you.

"When I do it myself, it’s just not enough... I want you to touch me. Please?"

Alright, so she wants me to be the one to touch her. Consider it a reward.

"You’re definitely putting on a show I like."

I took her into the tent. Finding the corpses of a child and a woman who seemed to be her mother, I kicked them aside and threw them outside, then laid Han Suji down on the bed.

Ideally, I’d prefer somewhere softer, but this firm setup isn’t bad either.

"What’s this? You’re not on your period, so why’s there blood?"

"I-I... while I was... you know, touching myself..."

I can imagine the scene. Already thrilled and finding pleasure in killing, she must have started touching herself, her hands soaked in blood.

"So, you’ve got the blood of the people you killed all over you? Ah, so you’re a complete psycho, getting off in a pool of blood. Even crazier than Choi Si-woo, huh?"

"Crazier than Choi Si-woo?"

Turning into Lust after starting out as a man—how twisted is that? I really do enjoy my heroines being completely unhinged.

One’s a half-and-half elf, another’s a paper elf, then there’s one who used to be a man turned lustful woman, and now you, pleasuring yourself in a sea of blood from those you killed.

Each one is just perfect in her own way.

"Yeah, you’re a psycho. Which is exactly why I need to take you."

I teased her swollen clitoris, pressing against it.

Gently, I slid my fingers inside her—one, then two, then three—stimulating the tender folds within.

It’s rare for so many fingers to go in so smoothly from the start.

She was that soaked; my fingers slipped in effortlessly.

"Ha... haa... Eun-ha, it feels... so good..."

"This is my first time with such a hot body like this. You’re even warmer than the others. Is it because you’re my little firebrand?"

Squish, squish, squish

The deeper I probed, the more fluid kept flowing—a lewd, primal essence.

When I pulled my hand back slightly, her scent clung to my fingers, filling the air.

I showed her my hand, and a thin string of fluid stretched between my fingers.

"Ah... ahh... Eun-ha..."

"Mm. Want me to go even deeper?"

At my question, she carefully leaned into me. Just look at this fox-like woman.

"Me... It feels like there's more coming out. Push it in deeper."

"Such a cute minx."

And for a long time, I kept thrusting. Just as she had said, more liquid kept dripping down.

Slowly, I moved my body, pressing my face into Han Suji's pussy, engaging in cunnilingus. Each time her juices and my saliva mixed and spilled out, I swallowed and passed that essence back into her mouth.

Dragon’s horns... Was she transforming into a dragonkin?

Just one final step. I drove even more demonic energy into her body.

In that moment, as if reaching a grand climax, her back arched sharply.

Following the curve of her spine, I let the energy flow from the back of her neck to her ears, fully permeating her.

This energy would even seep into her mind, reshaping her from within.

Her body’s transformation had begun—a monstrous metamorphosis that might surpass any standard of corruption.

"Ah... Ahhh! Keep going, keep going!♥"

As she finished climaxing, her body trembling, I grabbed her by the hair and lifted her head from my crotch, revealing her face, now slick and glistening with my juices.

Interestingly, the bright, fiery color that once characterized her hair had transformed, now fully dyed a deep, blood-red. Her eyes shifted to a faint purple, with a sharp, reptilian gleam.

Her gaze, once softer and more rounded, had grown sharper, exuding a sultry allure. Of course, at this moment, her expression simply reflected the ecstasy she had just experienced—debauched, shameless, lost in pleasure. But the horns that had sprouted from her head were unmistakable. She was no longer an ordinary human; society would now classify her as a monster.

"I hope you’ll stay as mine from now on."

"Yes...♥"

Her face, contorted in climax yet somehow more seductive, held its own unique allure.

Overcome with a surge of desire, I pushed her back down into my crotch. I eagerly continued rubbing against her until Yoon Seol arrived with her troops.

"Whew, didn’t I say? I’d treat you like the bitch you are."

"Wa-wait."

As promised, when Yoon Seol arrived with her army and looked on in shock, I took her just like that, like a dog.

And in this fragment of reality, a new history was recorded.

The Great Marshal Yoon Seol, who led 170,000 troops in the conquest against the Jurchens, entrusted her sisters with completely pacifying the northern regions. However, rumors suggest that Yoon Seol had a fondness for women, and even with a husband, would bring various women into her quarters night after night.

***

Just as I was in the middle of taking Yoon Seol, my vision began to sparkle, then went completely white.

When I came back to my senses, the Martial God was standing before me with an indescribable expression.

"While I appreciate that you fulfilled my wishes, was it necessary to treat Han Suji in that way?"

"Well, Martial God, times are a lot different in the 21st century than when you lived. It’s a brutal world out here. You have to do whatever it takes to survive."

Right. This wasn’t just about my preferences.

It was for the sake of saving the world. My tastes might have had a part, maybe 90% saving the world and 10% personal preference.

"If you insist on putting it that way, very well. It’s not my place now to interfere with the matters of the living. But, still, Han Suji is my disciple. I would prefer if you don’t abandon her or handle her roughly."

"Roughly? Me? Never. I’ll treat her with all the love she deserves."

As if I’d ever share a woman who fits my taste! To split my own? Never. I’m the type who, if I can’t have something, won’t let anyone else have it either. That’s why when novels end with some ‘shared’ ending, I’ve been known to leave thousands of words ranting at the author.

"Sigh... Just go back now."

"Hold on, before that. What did you give Han Suji? Now that this fragment is over."

"I granted her the abilities that come with being a Constellation."

What? And what about me?

"And me?"

"You? I’ve held a sword my whole life, and I’d say the power is better suited to someone else. Don’t waste my time with nonsense. Giving you power could backfire on me."

"Sure, sure."

The fragment with the Martial God ended with a pointless conversation.

Who knows what powers she might have received. She was already strong enough, transformed into a monster, but I wonder what great gift the Martial God bestowed upon her.

And with that, the fragment came to an end.