No Dark Secrets In This Book

Episode 149

The original work is narrated from the omniscient author’s point of view. This is the reason why I sometimes know information that even Ryuseong doesn’t know. 

Veteran strategists who have been in the industry for a long time often cover themselves with the secretions from monsters in heat and lure out hordes of monsters from their habitats. The effect is better if it’s the same species of monster. Secretions from excessively strong demons apparently have the effect of making lower monsters run away.

The point of this paragraph is that you have to choose the secretions well too.

And my judgment started from this very sentence. ‘Secretions from excessively strong demons have the effect of making lower demons run away.’

In this current situation where the surrounding area is full of high-level demons.

The plan is as follows.

Find the secretion of a high-level demon.

Take it.

Fly in the sky.

If we do this, demons below high-level won’t be able to approach us. What if high-level demons attack us in the air? We run away somehow.

It may sound irresponsible, but there’s no other way. Because it’ll be better than crossing the wilderness full of assassins.

‘If we’re going to get secretions, it would be best to get them from a named demon… Hmm, it would be difficult to obtain if the named demon is in human form. We can’t suddenly talk to them and ask for secretions.’

Moreover, how are we going to collect it without a urine cup…

I erased the horrible thought that just popped into my head. Then, after glancing at the half-human, half-beast demon Ryuseong had hunted, I used the knife called a kukri the demon was holding to cut out the pheromone gland. It seems like it was a good thing I crazily studied anatomy.

“Ughhhh…!”

The pheromone gland of a centaur has to be dissected while it’s alive to obtain proper pheromones. That’s why we kept it alive, but there was no reason not to cut off its head. Ryuseong immediately broke the centaur’s neck bone, and I thinly sliced the outer surface of the pheromone gland, scooped up the one or two drops of pheromones that formed with my fingertips, and smeared it on Ryuseong’s neck.

“Is this enough?”

“Who knows? Since it was the leader male of the herd, I wonder if it’ll be sufficient.”

“Tell me.”

“I’ll let go when it’s comfortable.”

We exchanged useless words and rolled the pheromone gland on my hand. If I were to say just one terrible thing, this has a similar texture to a d*ck.

I handed the pheromone gland to Ryuseong with a rotten expression.

“Apply it on me too, please.”

“Suddenly?”

“Hurry.”

Ryuseong grabbed the pheromone gland as if he was going to burst it, and with a squish sound, he spread the sprayed pheromones on his neck, armpits, waist, and ankles, a few drops each. When he lifted his tight-fitting combat top and exposed his waist, I almost had a nosebleed. No, he’s just moving his body, but why is it so sexy? Is it because it’s made up of well-sculpted muscles like a statue? Every time the muscles contracted and relaxed, his elastic arms and legs moved nimbly like a leopard. The imposing body reminiscent of a black panther soon strode over and reached out to me, rubbing under my chin as if tickling it. I must have unknowingly shrugged my shoulders because Ryuseong grabbed my forearm. His pheromone-soaked grip was holding my upper arm and stopping me from stepping back.

I felt an inexplicable lust mixed in with the fingertips that moved horizontally as if tracing my collarbone. I know that the pheromone glands of higher demons are also used as aphrodisiacs.

Even so, this was the only method we could choose.

‘Could it be an aphrodisiac that even the protagonist’s mentality can’t endure?’

No, but aren’t you supposed to process it well and make it into a drug? Does the aphrodisiac effect kick in just by being covered in pheromones?

Fortunately, the next moment, Ryuseong stepped back from me.

‘Ah, was he just messing around?’

If that’s the case, it’s a relief, but I have a complaint.

“Why are you applying a lot only on yourself? In case of an emergency, you’re planning to abandon me and run away, right?”

“If I was going to do that, I wouldn’t have done the crazy thing of jumping into the centaur’s territory with two people.”

It’s a convincing argument. I nodded my head and asked back.

“But why are you applying less on me? Thanks to you, I don’t think I need to be completely soaked, but I’m asking out of curiosity.”

“…Can’t you just follow along without asking?”

Ryuseong spoke with a strange expression. It was an unusual look in his eyes.

I stared at him and somehow figured out the answer, but since it was a moment we had to escape, I decided to turn a blind eye to the disaster that befell Ryuseong.

‘If I had thoughtlessly applied it first, I would have been screwed.’

Because Cassice Demillang’s body is sensitive.

‘Ryuseong… Endure it. You’re the protagonist, aren’t you…’

I tried to sing the national anthem for Ryuseong’s sake, but my mouth was shut by his interruption. It was unfortunate.

I heard the national anthem is the best in these situations.

***

When Cassice Demillang first applied the pheromones, Ryuseong already felt that he was screwed. The sensation of his lover’s fingertips touching his skin felt strangely hot and sticky.

So Ryuseong also realized that he had to endure this shitty situation instead of his -sensitive- companion.

Not all demon pheromone glands had this effect.

It was just a problem that the nearby high-level demon they could capture was a half-human, half-beast centaur. Half-human, half-beast means they can force humans to conceive. To make humans conceive, they must also have pheromones that induce estrus in them.

‘Damn it.’

Ryuseong immediately began to contemplate his inner body and circulate his inner force.

He didn’t start Three Precept Evolution. It was to burn the impurities seeping inside without burning the pheromones on the skin’s surface.

It was a moment that required fierce techniques of handling energy, but Ryuseong did it effortlessly. Because it was a situation where he would be screwed if he failed.

‘If I lose my mind here, I’ll die.’

Not by Cassice Demillang, but by the people coming to kill Cassice Demillang. If the estrus hormones were properly circulating, we would have been intertwined together, so if they stabbed with a knife, a one-plus-one service would be possible.

‘Am I going to die like that?!’

That day, Ryuseong opened his eyes to survive.

“You… Did you escape from worldly desires? Why are you achieving enlightenment when we’re trying to escape…”

“I gained enlightenment. It’s a lucky chance.”

He awakened an energy manipulation technique one level higher than before regression.

***

The council of elders looking down at the chessboard began to keep silent at some point.

The fact that quite a lot of chess pieces were being shattered was not a reason to be concerned. Everyone knew the head’s mind that even if those measly pieces were all used up, it would be sufficiently profitable if they could kill Cassice Demillang. The reason they stiffened their lips was different. The fact that the chairman of the council of elders, Cassice Demillang’s great-grandfather, who had shown a glimpse of a new future, had a strange expression with an unknown intention. If it were the chairman, he must have made arrangements to save Cassice Demillang, but why is an unknown uneasiness felt from you?

That was enough reason to shut their mouths.

“Why, how…!”

The next moment, the head couldn’t hide his shock. Since they had a screen displaying the scenery above the cliff at the head’s request, everyone saw the reason for his shouting.

So they couldn’t stop their lips from opening involuntarily.

“…!”

It was dawn. The sun was rising, and the sky was very bright.

Was that why an auspicious radiance was pouring behind the black shadow walking across the sky?

The head seriously pondered if he was dreaming. If it wasn’t an immortal descending, he couldn’t understand how it could receive such a perfectly timed lighting effect. No, more than that, he couldn’t believe the fact that it had crossed the sky full of flying monsters. This must be a murky sorcery. The head tried to think that way.

But Cassice Demillang didn’t let it slide easily.

“Dear blood relatives, how are you?”

Fully flaunting his giant-like presence, a twisted genius was looking down on everyone.

“Trying to execute the young head, are you a group of rebels?”

Purple madness flashed in the eyes that looked down on everything as if it were ridiculous. Murderous cynicism aimed at the world. Nevertheless, some people ended up laughing.

“Hey! You’re late!”

When Cassice Demillang slightly lowered his gaze, his bad friends were calling him.

***

Meanwhile, thirty minutes prior to that.

When the Hanra clan began to rise in revolt, the students who were exchanging glances in secret from the adults made a decision. And…

“This is Lee Hyang. What does that mean? That I’m young, right?”

“What the…”

“It’s the privilege of the young to challenge the older generation!”

They each began to rebel against their guardians. Diedrich Vinckel was no exception.