Heroine Hunts Heroines

Chapter 67

In the end, after having my way with her like a dog, all that remained was my enemy, now turned into a fountain.

At some point, she had completely surrendered to me. Hearts practically sparkled in her eyes, making me want to go at her again.

I heard she even had a husband. So, I went at her even harder. The more I did, the more sensitive she became, responding to even the slightest touch.

"Alright, we’ll head up and take care of everything. You just come up and plant the flag when we’re done."

"Ah... Got it."

Even so, after everything, it seemed she still wanted to save face, struggling to get herself dressed, which was almost laughable.

But you know, there’s still something this woman seems to misunderstand. Does she really think her position can affect me in any way?

So, I pinched her nipple hard.

"Got. It. Right? What did I tell you to call me when we’re alone?"

At my words, she clenched her fists tightly, her face a mix of emotions, likely because she was still riding the high I’d forced upon her.

"Y-yes... I understand."

"Want me to let you go one more time? What did I say to call me?"

She flinched. "Yes... I understand. I'll plant the flag... my... Master."

A woman like her needs to be forced into submission from the start. In the end, she completely broke down under the torment.

It’s not exactly a matter of her becoming corrupted; it’s that she realized she couldn’t overpower me and, in the midst of the torment, was forced to open her eyes to the pleasure.

Even though she knew she shouldn’t want it, her body started craving it. So, before I even needed to push her further, she submitted on her own.

"Good. That’s a good girl. As a reward, when the war is over, I’ll take you like a dog, just the way you want. So make sure you’re ready and wet."

"Y-yes."

Her face twisted with a fierce scowl. Did she really think I wouldn’t take her? Drunk on the moment, she traded pleasure for the lives of 170,000 people. I’m going to make sure she fully succumbs in this war.

It only took two hours to bring her to that state, showing she has no resistance to pleasure. Just a bit more effort, and she’ll crumble instantly.

As I came out in full armor, Han Suji leaned in close.

“What were you doing in there?”

Why does Han Suji look so deflated? Trying to hide it feels pointless—she’s probably heard everything that happened inside.

“Isn’t it obvious? I went in there and showed her who’s boss.”

“Still, come on... even if she’s just a shard, she’s still technically our superior, right?”

Superior? What use is rank? To me, she’s just another bitch to use when I feel like it. If anyone looks at that curvaceous body and doesn’t get excited, they must be crazy.

“What does it matter if she’s a superior or a subordinate? If I want her, I take her.”

Rank means nothing to me. I’m the Dark Dragon—no one dares to defy me.

“Well, then... what about me?”

“What about you?”

“No, it’s just... I mean, you’ve been with all the others...”

So, does she mean to say she wants it too? Judging by the way she’s squeezing her legs together and fidgeting, it seems like it. Is her womb aching for it?

But I’m not that easy to please.

“Why aren’t you giving me any attention?”

“It’s not like I’m saying that exactly... Do you want to hear me say I want it?”

When I asked her outright, her reaction was as if she didn’t even see me as a woman.

What, am I not a woman? This sounds like the kind of thing a frustrated girlfriend says to her oblivious boyfriend.@@@@

“I’m a woman too, you know.”

“But you’re a dragon.”

“Dragons can be female too. So, what is it? Do you want to or not?”

I might be into women, but somehow I’ve ended up carrying myself like a male among them.

“Why did you do it with Yoon Seol, anyway?”

She’s not even my girlfriend, yet she’s grilling me on this.

“Well, first, I had to convince her to help us escape the Fragment. And besides, I was curious about how it would feel with a fictional character. If you really want it, try doing something that’ll make me want to reward you.”

Cheok Jun-kyung always lived for his country. Although he got entangled in Yi Ja-gyeom’s rebellion, he did feel pangs of guilt. What I’m doing here isn’t wrong. I’m carrying out what he couldn’t accomplish, even if it’s just a Fragment.

With a great burst of flame, I set the entire village ablaze. I hadn’t planned on completely scorching the land, so there were some survivors.

I used chaos magic to scramble their minds, capturing and forcing them to kneel. Some of them were families.

“Help us!”

“P-please spare us!”

“Why did you capture them? Wouldn’t it be easier to just burn everyone?”

Han Suji looked down at the captured Jurchens, biting her lower lip as if she were pained by the sight. She still seemed to see them as real people.

Admiring her lingering empathy as a human, I gave her an order.

“Kill them.”

“But... they’re innocent. You still want me to kill them?”

She still doesn’t understand war.

“They’ll all be killed anyway once the Goryeo army arrives, don’t you get it? Think it over—weak people always perish before the strong. The men here will die or be taken captive, and the women will be raped and dragged away. The children will be slaughtered. Isn’t it better if you’re the one to kill them now?”

“No... that can’t be.”

I’d given her a sliver of justification for the killing.

“That’s war. Did you think Goryeo would be any different? Even in our own world, when hunters go to war, it often ends up just like this.”

“Ugh.”

“So go ahead. Kill them. This is an absolute command. They’re nothing more than hairy beasts. This isn’t even reality. Go on, kill them. Start with the children. There’s nothing more horrifying to a parent than seeing their child die.”

Han Suji stood in front of a family I’d captured. It seemed she’d emptied her mind; the emotion drained from her eyes.

Kim Jae-soo did a terrible job teaching her. If she was going to do villainous things, he should have instilled more discipline in her.

“P-please... spare us...”

Swish!

The child’s neck was slashed by her spear, and the parents screamed.

For a brief moment, there was a strange glint in Han Suji’s eyes, but she didn’t stop and killed the parents too.

“Ha... ha...”

Looking down at the bodies she’d killed, her mouth twitched.

Let me clarify one thing. I could make her dependent on me without making her kill. But ultimately, I want her corrupted.

Just as Choi Si-woo was obnoxious with his manipulations, I want Han Suji to become reliant on me while being strengthened beyond her original self, which requires her to embrace darkness.

According to the notes on character darkening from that perverted writer, Yoo Eun-ha, ‘Flame Prostitute’ Han Suji will transform into a ruthless killer wielding axes and spears, slaughtering people with relish.

More precisely, she becomes a monster, her very personality altered.

In truth, it’s a latent part of Han Suji’s nature—she’s liberated from moral constraints and becomes a thrill-killer who finds joy in murder.

I had hoped to keep at least one person normal, but with sin already present, I need to start awakening Han Suji’s darker side for maximum strength.

“When that time comes, I might not be able to control her, so I need her dependent on me from now.”

I can’t emphasize it enough—she needs to start relying on me, submitting to me now.

As we continued north, Han Suji kept killing the Jurchens.

She began with the children and their families, then the elderly. At first, she was reluctant, but gradually she found excitement in the act of killing.

From the Goryeo army’s perspective, it would be seen as a preemptive strike, but Han Suji’s sense of morality began to crumble under the constant slaughter.

I simply kept giving her Jurchens to kill, urging her on. At a certain point, I didn’t even need to command her anymore.

A particularly intense moment happened when she, weary of the endless bloodshed, tried to spare an elderly Jurchen, only for him to try to stab her from behind.

Naturally, she quickly decapitated him, and from that moment on, she began to change.

“Y-Yoo Eun-ha... something’s wrong with me.”

Han Suji’s voice quivered with unease.

With her entire body soaked in blood, she looked like a true queen of carnage.

Ah, utterly alluring.

“What’s wrong?”

“Killing... it’s giving me this thrill. Like... a strange rush.”

Perfect. Now’s the time for a bit of reassurance.

“Like I said, you have a real talent for killing.”

Just stating the facts.