Show Me Your Stats! - Chapter 53

 Chapter 53 – NSFW

“What? Ah–No! I don’t want it! Don’t!”

Before he knew it, the demonic beast had torn Ayra’s thin robe apart. The mage was quickly rendered naked. Then, as the mage struggled, a loud clap rang out, coming from Ayra’s body this time. The monster had hit his butt painfully several times with his large, scorching palm until Ayra became obedient.

The hits continued until the mage’s rear was red and swollen; at that point, Ayra could only whimper and stopped resisting. A monster had never escaped before. Not only his butt, but his pride was smarting as well.

However, it didn’t end with a few smacks to the mage’s rear. Immediately, a burning cock rubbed against his swollen cheeks before forcing itself between them.

“Ah–It h-hurts! Let…hngh…nngh…Aaah!”

Because the mage had yet to be stretched, the cock felt like a club as it violated his fragile flesh. The wrinkles around his rim had become taut…and, at some point, there was a ‘pop.’ Blood trickled down his perineum. The beast did not care whether Ayra’s rim was torn or hurt; it followed its instincts as it thrust violently, in and out. The movements were so rough and deep, and Ayra felt as if his stomach would burst.

It was painful–as if a pillar of fire was plunging in and out. It entered so deep that he almost felt as if his breath was being punched out at the climax of each thrust. He couldn’t believe that a beast was doing such a thing to him–this whole situation was unbelievable.

However, the most unbelievable thing was that he felt pleasure in this act. Every time the large cock penetrated inside, he felt as if he were going crazy. His own penis, pressed to the ground, felt pain as it grew hard.

“No, no–this can’t be happening…” He cried in pain and pleasure and scratched the floor when… something strange appeared in his vision. A white rabbit that resembled a glutinous rice cake suddenly appeared and was running about with a sign. Ayra wondered what that was and looked closer.

Something was written on the sign.

[This was our ☆major nose-bleed-inducing service★ for our tired Master! :3]

“…What service?” he read as he sniffled. 

The demonic beast on top of him mumbled, perplexed, “What is this white rabbit?”

And, at that moment, Ayra woke up.

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Lying still and dazed in the same position as when he fell asleep on the bed yesterday, Ayra basked in the sunlight for a while. The young mage groaned while covering his face with both hands, “…What kind of beastly dream was that?”

‘I mean, I’ve never performed such harsh experiments like whipping my creatures! That was so strange and perverted! And I don’t treat people like my creatures either!’ Ayra peeked under his pants, checked the damp fabric, and felt some self-reproach.

After hitting his head against the bed for a long while, Ayra belatedly noticed the notification window that had appeared a while ago.

“…Huh?”

They hadn’t even met, and the mercenary’s affection increased?

When this notification appeared, Ayra was about to ask his spirit about it, but then he noticed that Pebble was squished and flat–like a half-baked pancake–on the bed. The young mage infused it with magic, and gradually some vitality returned. Pebble crawled back into Ayra’s body. Ayra patted the back of his hand, urging the spirit to rest.

“Nngh, my head. Why does it hurt so much? I don’t usually get hangovers.” Ayra frowned and fiddled with his bruised forehead. It wasn’t just his head–his body was aching as well. Perhaps he had stumbled and rolled about while under the influence of alcohol yesterday; perhaps he should stay away from drinking for the time being. All this might have resulted in that bizarre dream.

However, the pain was brief; soon, a bright sunshine smile bloomed on his face. This was the first time such a happy expression appeared on his face ever since he became Solar’s lord.

He purchased warm water from the innkeeper using mana stones. After dipping his body clean in a bath, he visited the most delicious restaurant in Bolney. He had thought that Bolney wasn’t much of a food-focused territory since the food at the inn wasn’t all that tasty, but perhaps that was because the food was so cheap. The meal at the restaurant was definitely worth its expensive price point. 

After filling himself with delicious food, Ayra laid on the inn’s bed and meditated. Once he felt that he had gathered an abundance of mana, he immediately took action. 

Borrowing a horse from the inn, he followed Pebble’s trail. Leaving the city behind, the young mage crossed a vast, enviable field and rode for half a day until he reached a grand mountain range. This was the range that divided Bolney and Solar.

A short while after entering the mountains, the horse’s ears pricked up anxiously. From this moment, Ayra dismounted the horse and travelled by foot because the horse wouldn’t move even if he pulled at the reins.

After a dozen minutes into the wooded mountains populated by trees that weren’t common in Solar, Ayra parted through the tall trees to finally find what was hidden within–

–An entrance to a dark cave where ominous darkness lurked within, reminiscent of a giant that had opened its mouth wide.

At first glance, it seemed like an ordinary cave with both stalactites and stalagmites. However, the jagged rocks on the cave’s ceiling and floor seemed to retreat when touched by sunlight, slithering away like a living creature. Then, when they touched the stalactites behind them, those rocks reacted as well. Like the domino effect, the stalactites stretched and moved like tentacles.

When the tentacles wriggled across the floor and touched the stalagmites, the stalagmites crawled around the floor like a caterpillar or beetle. The stalactites fell to the floor and became a stalagmite, and the stalagmites crawled up and attached to the ceiling to become new stalactites. These were not rocks, but rather they were demonic beasts.

“Ahhh…” Ayra, who had never seen such a crowded cluster before, was mesmerized, losing himself in the enchanting, ecstatic living hell of a spectacle. These monsters came forward when the sunlight disappeared; when touched by sunlight, they made faint grinding noises as if they were nibbling at the rocks, and shifted in beautiful, wave-like movements.

This was what Ayra had found on the map last night–the identity of the blue path he had drawn. For hundreds or possibly thousands of years, this cluster of creatures had been consuming the mountains, carving a beautiful curved path, as if drawn with a compass. Ayra speculated that this curved path, which followed the curvature of the planet’s magnetic field, would have been created by these creatures.

He wouldn’t have been able to discover this cave quickly without his artificial spirit’s map–to be exact, without his awakened magic.

He wanted to sit here for ten years and observe the demonic beasts, but, unfortunately, he couldn’t. He measured the radius of the tentacles that protruded away from the cave; it wasn’t too difficult to calculate due to the remnants of the soil that had been swept away at the entrance of the cave.

Ayra stood in the safe zone and threw a pebble at one of the beasts–not the spirit, but a real pebble. Once hit, the monster responded loudly and aggressively, swallowing the incoming projectile. Now that he could take a closer look, Ayra could see rounded pebbles–as if it had swallowed them and was digesting those stones for quite some time–inside the creature’s translucent, pearl-white body.

Next, he took out some emergency jerky ration from his inventory and threw it at them. The beef jerky melted in a frightening instant as soon as it reached the demonic beast’s body. But, it didn’t stop there; the demonic beasts in the area tore into the beast that ate the jerky, piece by piece, and swallowed them on the spot. It was a very interesting sort of cannibalistic predation. Perhaps all the creatures that roamed into the radius of this cave were consumed in the same way. 

The mage then continued his experiments by throwing a few more samples. Depending on the sample, the monsters would swallow them like a pebble and melt them, or spit them out in disgust. He once threw a fireball, but the beasts were so wet that the fire failed to kill any of them and instead extinguished quickly. 

“Wow, these must be difficult to eradicate with human power alone.”

With their sheer number and tendency to devour all that approached, Bolney must not have even dared touch these monsters. They probably didn’t know how deep this cave ran either. After all, demonic beasts were terrifying, mysterious entities to ordinary humans–they had little idea as to how they should defeat these creatures.

However, what about a mage from the Labyrinth who had devoted twenty years of his life to demonic beasts? 

Humming, Ayra pulled something else out of his dimensional space. It was the mana solvent he had used to tear a brick out from the castle’s fireplace before he left on his business trip to Sobleche. When he shook the glass bottle, it sounded as if sand grains were sloshing about, rubbing against the glass walls.

“I really wanted to do something like this once.”

Every person was bound to have a childish curiosity to witness the entire process of something one already knows the outcome to. For example, this curiosity was akin to wanting to observe what would happen if he released a swarm of small krill into a fishbowl full of moss. Or, if he threw a large insect with its wings removed onto a herd of ants. Feeding a raw chicken to a herd of piranhas. 

A mage’s curiosity was many times stronger than the others.

“Goodbye, my expensive pretties. My melty babies…” ¹ 융융하다  is an onomatopoeic Korean word that represents the sound of something melting or dissolving. In Korea, it’s used to describe things like snow or ice melting. In the text 융융이 (a diminutive form of 융융하다), Ayra is using it as a term of endearment or a playful name for these small solvent creatures.

Born through artificial breeding, this extremely small group of solvent-devouring creatures could melt down a house in the blink of an eye. Despite the fact that they would die in minutes without a supply of mana, they were fierce, cute, and ephemeral beings. They loved people more than minerals, demonic beasts more than people…and, there was a cave full of demonic beasts right in front of them.

Because these creatures were so expensive, Ayra had lovingly nicknamed them ‘melties’. The mage tenderly stroked the glass bottle; Pebble, which had been wandering inside and outside the cave with wonder, paused. Somehow, its black dot eyes seemed narrower than usual.

“Right? I really thought long and hard about that name.” Feeling proud, Ayra floated the glass bottle into the air. Floating gracefully, as if it weren’t affected by gravity, the glass bottle slowly spun and eventually flew past the cave entrance. A tentacle slowly stretched out–one of the rock-shaped elementals. Noticing the intruder, it tapped on the glass bottle.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. A demonic beast for a demonic beast.

Pop–! 

The glass bottle’s stopper opened.

Soon, accompanied by a loud, flapping sound, a black catastrophe poured into the cave like the dust cloud that rises after a bomb explodes. The wriggling stalactites and stalagmites were dyed black in an instant.