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Episode 22: Dark Tread (2)
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Dark Tread.
It was a secret organization created by the Justice Alliance, one of the pillars of the orthodox path.
Even within the Justice Alliance, only a very few knew exactly when it had been founded, and not many knew precisely what it did.
Those who knew of Dark Tread called it the Justice Alliance's shadow.
They took on missions that could not be revealed, operating in unseen darkness. They could never step into the light.
Even within Dark Tread, there was a particularly unusual group.
Besides the regular groups, Gap Group, which handled internal audits, Eul Group, which handled intelligence, and Byeong Group, which handled assassinations, there was Jeong Group.
[Monsters.]
That was what even fellow Dark Tread agents called them.
It reflected their strength, but there was another reason as well.
They were different from ordinary humans.
Neung Hwa-yang, Deputy Squad Leader of Jeong Group's Thirteenth Squad.
She was one of the three Jeong Group agents deployed for this mission.
[This is a request from Eul Group. Show them what Jeong Group agents can do.]
Corpse-Blood Valley was a mission Eul Group had failed several times.
Thus, Jeong Group had dispatched agents to establish a record in intelligence operations as well.
Neung Hwa-yang curled a finger and beckoned Mok GyeongUn seductively.
“Let’s talk with our bodies.”
Mok GyeongUn.
Seven agents had reportedly lost their lives because of him.
As a result, an order had been issued.
[Sever his limb tendons and cripple his dantian.]
It was not particularly difficult.
Until now, she had specialized in assassinating important figures.
Men were especially easy. A little seduction was enough to make them fall into her embrace. She could enjoy herself a little, then take their lives when she was done.
He’s quite handsome.
This was the first time she had seen him up close.
He was not merely handsome. He was extraordinarily good-looking.
Though he was smiling, he had a decadent air about him, the sort of face women would like.
What a waste.
It seemed regrettable to enjoy him once, then leave him half-crippled.
But there was no helping it for the sake of the mission.
Not only had agents died because of him, he would be the greatest obstacle to future missions.
Thud!
Mok GyeongUn closed the slightly open door.
Then he slowly walked toward her.
“What exactly does it mean to talk with our bodies?”
“You know, so why ask?”
Using a coquettish tone, she sat on the bed and lightly crossed her legs.
Mok GyeongUn chuckled and approached.
“I truly do not know.”
“Are you pretending to be inexperienced? Or are you trying to make me ache for you?”
“Who knows?”
Mok GyeongUn stopped two steps before her.
Neung Hwa-yang's lips curved into a smile.
What man could resist when a woman with such curves was naked before him?
She thought he would be no different.
Slide...
Neung Hwa-yang naturally stretched one leg toward Mok GyeongUn.
Her toes pointed toward his groin.
It was meant to provoke him.
Mok GyeongUn caught her foot.
Then he knelt and gently ran his hand up her ankle.
A glint appeared in Neung Hwa-yang's eyes.
So he is not inexperienced.
No matter how handsome he was, Mok GyeongUn had not yet reached manhood. She had thought he might be a clueless boy with no experience.
That would have been no fun.
If she was going to use her body to dispose of someone, she should at least enjoy herself to some extent.
It seemed she could discard that concern.
“Haah.”
She deliberately let out a rough breath.
There was no way simply stroking her ankle could excite her. She was only making sounds to entice him.
Slide...
Mok GyeongUn's hand moved up from her ankle, past her shin and knee, until it reached her thigh.
As his hand rose to her thigh, her eyes became sultry.
It seemed she would be able to enjoy this properly.
It won't be bad for you either.
Being able to hold a woman like her before becoming half-crippled could be called a reward of sorts.
Neung Hwa-yang spoke in a seductive voice.
“You should take your clothes off too.”
Mok GyeongUn smiled faintly.
Then, instead of continuing to stroke her, he crossed his index and middle fingers like walking legs as they moved up her thigh.
Neung Hwa-yang's face flushed.
He was young, but he seemed to have some experience.
Most men did not know the first thing about foreplay. The moment they saw a naked woman, they would immediately thrust themselves into her.
But this one seemed to know women.
Her senses had already grown dull, so it would have been no fun if he simply rushed in.
Then Mok GyeongUn said,
“You look delicious.”
Neung Hwa-yang let out a soft moan.
“Haah... Delicious? Then hurry and eat me. You don't need to hold back.”
Excited now, were you?
Hearing words like that would drive any man mad.
Mok GyeongUn continued moving his two crossed fingers upward.
“One should savor the taste slowly. Beautiful things must be heated slowly to taste their best.”
“Haah... I like you.”
“I feel the same. Just imagining the screams that will come from your mouth when you are fully aroused already thrills me.”
His words genuinely stirred Neung Hwa-yang.
This boy knew how to excite a woman.
His fingers moved that way while his words stirred her imagination. She was beginning to feel good for the first time in a long while.
Slide...
Mok GyeongUn's hand, which had been moving upward, reached her smooth stomach.
Neung Hwa-yang smacked her lips, as if disappointed.
Was he trying to heat her up even more?
This boy was a master.
Not bad.
She had wondered how a lunatic like him would act.
Yet he was delicate and knew how to treat a woman.
Mok GyeongUn's hand, which had gently caressed her stomach, soon moved toward her full breasts.
“Haah.”
She exhaled deeply.
Mok GyeongUn smiled at her.
“You are heating up so softly. I wonder what expression you will make when I strip the skin from your entire body.”
“I’m already completely naked. What else is there to take off?”
Slide...
“Here it is.”
Mok GyeongUn pulled at her skin.
Neung Hwa-yang frowned slightly.
What was that nonsense all of a sudden?
Did he really think that would excite her?
Without showing it, Neung Hwa-yang said,
“You’re quite good at jokes. Hehe.”
“It wasn’t a joke.”
“...What?”
Neung Hwa-yang frowned, utterly dumbfounded.
Mok GyeongUn's smile stretched nearly to his ears.
“From the moment I first saw you, I wanted to peel all your skin away and see what lies inside.”
“...Do you think that is supposed to excite me?”
“Doesn’t it?”
“Are you joking?”
“Once, there was someone who kept their mouth shut. I skinned them completely and let them see what was inside them. They screamed as though they would faint. The sight of their blood vessels and fine muscles intertwined was truly beautiful.”
Neung Hwa-yang's expression stiffened.
At first, she thought he was merely taking foreplay too far with his words.
But that malicious smile and those eyes were sincere.
He truly wanted to peel her skin off.
Shiver!
A chill ran down Neung Hwa-yang's spine.
Like a queen spider, she had killed men who crawled into her embrace, and she had always enjoyed the process.
Each time she killed a man in her arms, it excited her beyond measure.
Watching them suffer made her dull senses feel alive again.
Is this bastard the same breed as me?
She had wondered how insane he could possibly be.
But after experiencing him firsthand, he seemed even madder than she was.
A beautiful woman was seducing him while naked, yet he wanted to peel her skin off and watch her suffer.
Tremble!
Crazy bastard.
She changed her mind as well.
She had wanted to watch him enjoy himself in her embrace, only for that happiness to be crushed. But now, she wanted to see this lunatic beg for his life.
Neung Hwa-yang smiled brightly.
“I want to hear you scream too.”
Snap!
Having made up her mind, she wrapped both legs around Mok GyeongUn's arm like a snake.
Then she pressed against his neck and back with her legs.
If he moved incorrectly, his elbow would break in an instant. He would not be able to resist.
Clench!
“You’d be better off staying still. If you struggle needlessly, your elbow bone will pop out...”
Creeeak!
What?
Mok GyeongUn rose while she still clung to him.
She was an Expert who had used a grappling hold with nearly six levels of Force of ki in both legs, yet he was forcibly enduring it?
This bastard!
She drew out even more Force of ki, trying to shatter Mok GyeongUn's elbow.
Yet his arm did not bend in the slightest.
Then,
Crash!
Mok GyeongUn slammed her, still clinging to him, onto the bed.
The bed shattered, and her body sank into it.
Yet she still clung to his arm like a parasite.
Neung Hwa-yang gave a sinister smile.
“It’s useless. I barely feel pain.”
Most members of Dark Tread's fourth organization, Jeong Group, had either volunteered or been gathered as orphans, then altered through countless methods and experiments.
The chance of surviving those experiments was only one percent, not ten percent.
Those who survived that one percent became completely different from ordinary people. Neung Hwa-yang possessed a Pain-Free Constitution.
And...
Screeetch!
Thuck! Thuck! Thuck!
As she clung to Mok GyeongUn, her nails lengthened and burrowed into his wrist.
They were Sharp Bone Claws, sharp nails altered with a special solution that could be hidden and extended like a beast's claws.
“What are these?”
“Did you think I had nothing just because I was naked?”
“An interesting body structure.”
“Interesting? Fine. Enjoy it while you can.”
You will not be able to move soon.
The altered substance in her Sharp Bone Claws was anesthetic powder.
Anyone pricked by them would have their senses numbed around the puncture site and be unable to move.
By the time they realized what had happened and tried to drive it out with life energy, it would already be too late.
Clench!
She poured even more Force of ki into her thighs.
Then,
“This scent... It is quite familiar.”
“What?”
“Clove, sandalwood, costus root, fermented pinellia, prepared licorice, agarwood, raw aconite... Is it anesthetic powder?”
Neung Hwa-yang's eyes widened.
What had he just said?
He had identified the ingredients in her altered nails merely by scent?
Neung Hwa-yang was dumbfounded.
Most people only caused a commotion after becoming numb, asking what she had done or panicking over the use of anesthetic powder.
What was this bastard?
Could someone really identify its ingredients from such a faint scent?
And besides that,
Why is he not weakening?
This was strange.
His arm should have gradually become numb and lost strength because of the anesthetic powder.
Yet he was still just as strong.
Why?
Then,
Grip!
Still holding her aloft, Mok GyeongUn suddenly made an unexpected move.
Crack!
Neung Hwa-yang could not believe her eyes.
Mok GyeongUn forcibly twisted his neck, then bit into the muscle behind the knee that was constricting him.
Though she felt no pain, she could tell his teeth had sunk in.
And the place he had bitten was dangerous.
If he damaged it badly, she might not be able to walk.
Thwack!
Neung Hwa-yang released the strength in her legs and kicked Mok GyeongUn in the head.
His body was pushed backward.
After landing on the floor, she let out a rough sound and looked at the back of her knee.
Part of it had been torn away.
Stagger!
Her left knee would not fully straighten. It seemed a muscle had been torn.
“You son of a...”
Munch! Munch!
Neung Hwa-yang fell silent.
Mok GyeongUn was chewing the muscle he had bitten from behind her knee.
Blood smeared around his mouth as he chewed, then swallowed it.
Gulp!
He wiped the blood from his lips with his tongue.
Lick!
“Hmm. The blood tastes fine, but it’s a little tough.”
This... this lunatic...
Neung Hwa-yang could not find words.
Even within Jeong Group, she had been called one of the maddest bitches. Because of the perverse tastes born from her pain-free body, she had accepted that label.
But this went beyond that.
This was not merely madness. Was he not some evil ghost, or the very embodiment of murderous nature?
Overwhelmed by terror, she unconsciously stepped back.
Then,
“Ah, ah, ah. No. Bind her.”
The moment he finished speaking,
Whirr!
Something wrapped around her entire body and bound her so tightly that she could not move.
“W-What is...?”
Panicked, she drew out her Force of ki and tried to break free.
But Mok GyeongUn made a shushing sound and mimed sealing his lips with his hand.
“Mm! Mm!”
She could not open her mouth.
Unable to scream or do anything at all, her face turned pale.
Mok GyeongUn approached her.
“You said you cannot feel pain? That’s good. There is even a copper mirror here. I’ve been wondering what reaction you would have when you saw your own skin being peeled away piece by piece.”
The corners of Mok GyeongUn's mouth rose almost to his ears.
He looked as though he could barely contain his excitement.
He is... sincere... Truly sincere.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
Her heart pounded wildly, refusing to obey her.
“Pant... Pant... Pant...”
As she gasped for breath, foam formed at her mouth and her eyes rolled back.
“Ah?”
Mok GyeongUn looked disappointed.
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