Around the afternoon, after Iron Mask and the party members had left.

Jung Yu-shin was sitting on a counter chair, resting his chin.

He had decided to meet Ingrid in the evening.

There was some spare time, and there were many things to do.

He had to go thank the Swordmanship Guild Leader, Ashur-nim.

He had to stop by the Fox Beastman mother and daughter's shop.

He also had to go to the Temple of the Earth Mother Goddess where Mion was and get any potential Engravings checked.

They were all things he had to do. But they were also things he could postpone.

'Annoying.'

After the Level Up, the vitality close to omnipotence that had arrived disappeared, and he felt a strange sense of ennui.

Was it burnout?

Or had his dopamine receptors been squashed flat from struggling around in the Labyrinth?

Regardless, it was good. Because it might have been a manifestation of the relief he felt from surviving.

He raised his hand and looked into it. Although his body had become stronger from the Level Up, nothing seemed particularly different.

'As expected.'

He had felt it during the last Level Up, but the body's mutations were merely a part of the magic adaptation revealed on the surface. He instinctively received the sensation of his body's peak being raised.

Although he was strong even without training, he felt confident that he could climb even higher through constant practice.

The example was Ingrid Redtail.

When he fought Hans, who had turned into a monster at the Labyrinth entrance last time, the sight of him wielding a terribly large greatsword like chopsticks was vivid in his eyes.

Tremendous physical strength emitting a tremendous momentum, as if splitting the sky in two.

Clearly, the realm of a superhuman. Seeing that sight, his heart was overwhelmed.

'Can I reach it?'

I don't know.

How many Level Ups would one need, and how many countless fights would one have to endure to reach the realm of a superhuman?

Ingrid. Superhuman. Level Up.

Jung Yu-shin's thoughts flowed here and there, then stopped again at Ingrid.

Tall stature. An indifferent expression. Immense power.

What if Ingrid were to crush him with her strength?

'...'

Just thinking about it sent chills down his spine.

Although he had danced his Sword Dance, crossing death back and forth several times, he had never fought an opponent as truly overwhelming as Ingrid or Seamus.

'Should I prepare separately?'

Jung Yu-shin shook his head.

'No.'

What would change even if I took a sword?

It's Karin's mother.

It would probably be better to at least take a gift.

Sitting at the counter, he blankly looked at Karin. Despite the hot summer, Karin was diligently working her serving job.

People who knew Karin's face treated her very respectfully and carefully.

Even people who didn't know Karin's status were enchanted by her beauty and showed a sweet attitude.

A fluttering red tail.

It had more sheen and moved more softly than when he first saw it.

Jung Yu-shin crossed his arms and looked out the window.

'What should I take as a gift?'

He spent time sitting at the counter until evening, lost in various thoughts.

He closed the shop door and sent Anne and Tarman home.

Since Karin was staying at the Inn anyway, there was no need for him to go anywhere.

"Take this."

Karin handed him something wrapped in a cloth.

"What is this?"

"I prepared it because I saw you pondering while sitting at the counter. It's a gift for my mom. Nothing big, just some medicine and food."

Jung Yu-shin's eyes widened.

"How did you know?"

"There's always a way to know!"

Karin said with a chuckle.

"Thank you. I hope Ingrid-nim won't dislike it."

"She'll like it."

"By the way, was Ingrid-nim unwell?"

Karin made a troubled expression.

"Don't tell anyone else. It's a secret. She was very sick until a few days ago. I went to visit her, but they wouldn't let me in."

Is that so?

"I'll be going now."

"Okay. Come back soon."

Receiving Karin's send-off, he left the Inn.

The evening streets were bustling with people. The approaching festival atmosphere met the hot summer night, emitting a sweltering heat.

Usually, one might think of East Street when mentioning pubs, but there were many pubs on South Street too.

Noisy chatter. The sound of glasses clinking and the sound of musical instruments could be heard from everywhere. The people seemed already excited.

The destination was the lodging at the Relief Center in front of the Great Labyrinth.

He walked slowly and arrived in front of the Labyrinth.

Because the city was crowded with people preparing for the festival, most of the guards were responsible for maintaining order within the city.

Perhaps because of that, the number of guards at the Labyrinth entrance was quite small.

After looking at the entrance for a moment, he went inside the Relief Center.

The priest who was on duty confirmed Jung Yu-shin's identity and pointed behind the door with one hand.

As he went out the back door of the Relief Center, a yard was visible.

Passing through the yard and walking a little further, he arrived in front of a secluded stone building.

In front of the building's door. A black bull Beastman with bulging eyes stood with arms crossed, looking down at Jung Yu-shin.

"Barbaroi, what is your business?"

"Ingrid-nim called me, so I came."

"Leave your sword. What's that package?"

"It's food and medicine. Karin-nim gave it to me."

The black bull Beastman's expression became startled.

"K...Karin-nim?!"

"Yes."

"Are you that Barbaroi?"

Jung Yu-shin met eyes with the black bull Beastman.

"That's me."

"I see. I'm happy to hear Karin-nim's news. However."

"Yes. She seems to be doing fine without any particular issues."

What would I know, having just woken up today?

She seemed to have no particular problems. Unexpectedly, she got along well with Tarman and Anne too.

Because she was the daughter of the Beastman Alliance Representative, I inwardly worried she might be haughty and overbearing, but there was none of that.

"I see. I'm happy to hear Karin-nim's news. However."

The black bull Beastman's expression stiffened slightly.

"Inspection is inspection. Unfold the package."

"Yes."

I have to do as ordered.

The moment he was about to unfold the package. Ingrid's voice came from inside the door.

"Is that Ska? Come in. Dolph, go outside the Relief Center for a moment."

The black bull Beastman, called Dolph, let out a short sigh.

"Hoo. Go in. Make sure to have your manners."

"Understood."

As the bull Beastman left, he opened the door and went into the room.

Inside the room, there were only a bed and a table. Since she had a high status, he thought it would be full of expensive items, but that wasn't the case.

"Why are you looking around so much? This isn't my room, so I've only put the bare minimum items here."

"Yes. It's been a while, Ingrid-nim."

Jung Yu-shin bowed his head and greeted Ingrid.

Ingrid was sitting on a chair in quite comfortable attire.

Wearing a white tank top and leather pants close to skinny jeans, her sensuous figure was fully revealed.

Attire similar to Karin's.

Honestly, it was hard to find a place to look.

The cold atmosphere from when they first met had faded. Instead, an unknown seductive aura wafted strongly.

Furthermore, not only did the dense body odor from Ingrid fill the room, but it also poked sharply at his nose. Should I call it a rich and sticky body scent?

Strangely, his heart pounded.

Ingrid, receiving Jung Yu-shin's gaze, blushed slightly.

"...Don't stand, sit down."

Ingrid pointed to a chair.

Jung Yu-shin nodded and sat next to Ingrid. It was strangely close.

Ingrid stared intently at Jung Yu-shin's face.

'Hoo.'

He had experienced many things at once through Lynn.

He enjoyed the soft massage.

But.

He thought it would end there, but it was an illusion.

'...!!!'

Suddenly, his entire body was crushed.

An overwhelming weight that couldn't be resisted. The flustered Ingrid couldn't budge.

Humiliation.

'How dare he...!'

As the representative of the Beastman Alliance, she had always lived confidently, but it was humiliating to feel such emotions, being crushed by mere male flesh.

Also.

She was hit on the buttocks.

As the chieftain of the Red Wolf tribe and the representative of the Beastman Alliance, she had never been struck even once. Of course, not before that either.

Because everyone was busy trembling and kneeling to grovel before overwhelming power.

So when she was slapped once on the buttocks.

Ingrid received a big shock.

Because through the burning pain felt in her buttocks, a dark and sinister pleasure sliced through her brain.

'Heeuugh!!!'

Having become the mother of one child, she ended up vulgarly shaking her buttocks right there, without knowing shame.

Lastly.

Abyss massage.

The massage, which usually ended briefly, utterly refused to end.

This half-blood Barbaroi's massage continued throughout the night.

When her body loosened, he unhesitatingly pressed embarrassing body parts that she couldn't bear to put into words. When her body stiffened from shame, he loosened it again with soft hand movements.

A cycle of hell.

She clenched her teeth, but couldn't stop the drool leaking out.

She endured, gripping her thighs tightly, but one part of her thin lace panties became soaked with a fluid so embarrassing to even speak of.

'Stop...! Anything more...!'

Ingrid pleaded and struggled with a tearful voice, but it was useless.

The male hand was driving her towards a cliff.

Persistent and pathologically meticulous.

'Ah.'

At that time, she instinctively realized.

'This man.'

He wants to corrupt me into just a mere female animal.

Every night, she went to sleep hanging onto this man's sturdy chest, smelling his male scent.

Due to melting completely in the intense and sweet massage, the baby room, having finished preparing for ovulation, was pressed and crushed by this male's hand, crossing a river of no return.

'H...Husband.'

A muttering that popped out of Ingrid's mouth unconsciously.

Ingrid was startled and covered her mouth. Although there was no one around, she felt embarrassed.

Wasn't she already married once?

It was years spent devoted to protecting her child and tribe after losing her husband early.

Even if she hadn't enjoyed female pleasures, she had no regrets.

No.

She didn't know. Not to this extent.

'H...Husband!'

She ended up spitting out another word. A strange pleasure rode up her spine and penetrated her brain.

'P-please stop now! Please...! Stop!!!'

Dawn was breaking through the windows.

'No... No!!! Not like this again...!'

Lying on the bed, she spread her legs wide and thrust her hips up and down uniformly.

As if desiring something.

'No... No!!!'

Ingrid's eyes rolled back. Her jaw was lifted high towards the sky, and she protruded her tongue.

'H...Husband!!! Hwoooooong!!!'

Letting out a vulgar scream, she shook her bulging clitoris towards the empty air above the damp piece of cloth.

The sight of her standing at the pinnacle of the Beastman Alliance, wielding a huge greatsword and showing off her dignity, was gone.

Instead.

Falling into the peak of corruption descending into hell, she helplessly parted her pitiful solitary hole and fell into the abyss.

Thump.

Having tasted a humiliating climax, Ingrid trembled and gasped for breath.

'Heeck... Heeck... Eut!!!'

Ingrid's body stiffened suddenly.

Even though the climax hadn't ended, she felt this man's touch once again.

He was softly stroking her baby room.

Has it not ended yet?

Tears gathered in Ingrid's eyes.

'This man.'

Just how far does he intend to push me into the abyss?

'H...Husband, I... I can't anymore...'

Shiiiiiii.

The lace panties became damply wet.

The noble chieftain of the Red Wolf tribe and guardian of Labyrinth City trembled and ended up urinating involuntarily.

Ingrid.

Unable to stop the sense-sharing magic, unable to endure the massage torture for a long 5 days.

In the end, calling the half-blood Barbaroi "Husband" and pleading, she not only experienced a humiliating climax but also ended up urinating involuntarily.

And now.

A dark night.

The two men and women faced each other again.

Ingrid looked at Jung Yu-shin's face once.

'He's handsome.'

Calm eyes.

A prominent nose.

Within the soft atmosphere, one wild aspect was hidden.

Her personality didn't distinguish between the beauty or ugliness of a face. However, now that she had come this far, she had no choice but to look closely.

Because he was the very person who sent her to hell.

Jung Yu-shin scratched his head.

Because Ingrid was looking up at him blankly, her face flushed.

"Um... Ingrid-nim?"

"Wh-what is it?"

"Karin sent me. I brought some medicine."

"Oh? I see."

"Um... perhaps you are unwell?"

Jung Yu-shin's bewildered question. Ingrid's face flushed slightly.

'It's because of you!'

But she couldn't blame him.

"It's, it's fine. Unfold the cloth."

"Yes."

Jung Yu-shin unfolded the cloth.

"Ek?!"

Seeing the contents revealed in the cloth, Jung Yu-shin made a strange sound.

Ingrid's face turned bright red, as if it would explode at any moment.

Inside the cloth.

There was a leopard print bra and panties.

Cold sweat flowed from Jung Yu-shin's forehead.

'Why is this here?!'