Reality

 

For days, the lascivious revelry continued every night with the women. At the end of those heated days, we finally arrived at Mosan.

 

Holding the key crafted by Chuyeon, Oh Ha-rang stood before the altar. A drop of red blood from her fingertip seeped into the stone slab engraved with glowing white patterns.

 

The ground rumbled softly as vibrations spread. The gears above the door slowly turned, and with a thunderous roar, as if an ancient seal was breaking, a gap opened.

 

“Is this… really a place our ancestors created?”

 

“Yes. It could only be opened with your blood.”

 

“I can’t believe our ancestors made something like this.”

 

I quietly gazed at her profile. She had fully become my woman, seamlessly blending into our group.

 

“Did your mother never tell you anything about this secret?”

 

Oh Ha-rang paused in thought before shaking her head.

 

“Probably… even my mother didn’t know. I heard our clan was destroyed when I was young.”

 

That explained her ignorance.

 

“Let’s go inside. I want to see the meteoric iron quickly!”

 

At Biyeon’s excited voice, everyone nodded.

 

***

 

The interior was far more expansive than expected. Vast spaces stretched in layers, with walls lined neatly with various weapons and ancient books.

 

“Hmm… Most of this is useless junk.”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa said, brushing dust off with her fingertips. As she said, most of it was just decayed relics of time. Then, Biyeon, humming lightly, darted further inside.

 

“Meteoric iron~ Meteoric iron~ Where are you, meteoric iron~”

 

Playfully wandering, her eyes suddenly sparkled as she pointed.

 

“Oh? Isn’t that it?”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa approached and carefully brushed the surface.

 

“I’ve never seen raw meteoric iron myself,”

 

She continued quietly.

 

“But I once saw a sword made from it. …This is definitely the real thing.”

 

Biyeon’s eyes gleamed as she clenched her fist.

 

“We finally found it!”

 

I chuckled and said,

 

“The problem is whether there’s a blacksmith skilled enough to handle it.”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa nodded.

 

“I’ve heard refining meteoric iron requires an exceptionally skilled craftsman. Ordinary flames can’t even melt it.”

 

“Then…”

 

I fell into thought. A flash of inspiration struck—the dwarves of Yongopae’s world.

 

‘They could probably do it.’

 

For now, I decided to store the meteoric iron. Unrefined, it was massive and unimaginably heavy.

 

I opened my inventory.

 

[Would you like to store the meteoric iron? Transferring to Reality will cost 50,000 points.]

 

“…What?”

 

My expression froze.

 

‘This is insane…’

 

I was speechless for a moment. That was practically my entire fortune. I had barely 52,000 points left, and this would burn through 50,000 of them.

 

Biyeon tilted her head at my expression.

 

“What’s wrong? It’s heavy, but is it that surprising?”

 

“No… It’s just, this thing’s a bit pricey.”

 

After hesitating, I stored the meteoric iron in my inventory.

 

‘Ugh, my precious points…’

 

It pained me, but this amount could forge several weapons. Thinking of making fine weapons for my daughters and women eased the sting.

 

“I always say this, but your magic is so fascinating, darling.”

 

“Yeah, I’ve never seen a technique that makes things vanish instantly like that.”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa and Hamyo believed my smartphone was some kind of magical artifact. The explanation was easy.

 

“Well, it’s thanks to the artifact.”

 

Oh Ha-rang cautiously asked,

 

“So… what’s next?”

 

I straightened my shoulders and answered,

 

“We’ll rest for a few days. Then, I’ll clear out the pursuit team, except for Yeona, Sochu Myeolsalmun, and a few women.”

 

By now, they must have noticed our absence and raised a fuss.

 

“After that, as I mentioned before, I’ll pit the unorthodox and orthodox sects against each other to exploit the chaos.”

 

“…Hah. Somehow, I’ve become part of an evil force stirring chaos in the martial world. You’d better take responsibility to the end.”

 

“Got it. For now, let’s get out of here.”

 

At my words, the women nodded quietly. We slowly turned our steps toward the vault’s entrance.

 

Clunk—

 

As I removed the key, the door closed with a heavy thud.

 

Afterward, we headed toward the Mosan Sect. I told the women we’d stay there for a day before moving again, but in my mind,

 

‘I’ve grown strong enough, and I’ve had my fill of the women… Time to rest for a few days.’

 

I glanced at Seo Ryeo-hwa.

 

Watching her chat happily with my women, I made a decision.

 

***

 

Back in Reality after a long time, I spent the whole day lounging in bed, doing nothing.

 

Biyeon, with her usual brazen face, approached and held out her hand.

 

“Hey, chicken!”

 

I chuckled and handed her my card.

 

“You’ve worked hard, so eat as much as you want.”

 

Biyeon grinned brightly and snatched the card.

 

Shortly after, a woman with wet sky-blue hair, rubbing it with a towel, entered the room after a shower.

 

 

“…It’s still so surreal and fascinating.”

 

It was Seo Ryeo-hwa.

 

Just yesterday, she existed only in the martial world, and now she stood naturally in my house in Reality, wrapped in a single towel.

 

Thanks to using the last slot of my soul imprint, she could come here.

 

In less than two days, Seo Ryeo-hwa was adapting quite well to Reality.

 

“No need to be so amazed. You’ll get used to it in time. By the way… have you greeted all my daughters?”

 

I hadn’t summoned my daughters to Reality yet; they were in the soul imprint waiting space. I just wanted to check if Seo Ryeo-hwa had met them there.

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa narrowed her eyes, glaring at me with mild disbelief.

 

“When did you even have time to have so many kids? And… you did *that* with your own daughters?!”

 

I scratched my head awkwardly.

 

“Ahem…”

 

“Really… I knew you were a womanizing pervert, but… incest too? I’m speechless…”

 

Just then, Biyeon appeared with perfect timing, holding a box of chicken.

 

“Hey, Ryeo-hwa! This is my favorite chicken! Let’s eat together~”

 

Before she could lecture further, I grabbed her hand and casually sat her on the living room couch.

 

Biyeon excitedly picked up a piece of chicken and held it out to Seo Ryeo-hwa.

 

“Ryeo-hwa, just try a bite! It’s out of this world!”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa glanced between me and Biyeon, sighed softly, and cautiously took a bite of the chicken.

 

“Mmm…!”

 

Her eyes widened instantly. She carefully wiped the sauce from her lips, her eyes sparkling.

 

“My goodness… It’s delicious…”

 

Biyeon grinned triumphantly, popping open a beer can and handing it to Seo Ryeo-hwa.

 

“You’ve got to have beer with it! It’s a heavenly combo!”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa, slightly bewildered, took the can and sipped it, startled by the fizzy carbonation, covering her mouth.

 

“It’s so refreshing…!”

 

I smiled, raising my beer can.

 

“Shall we toast to welcome Ryeo-hwa?”

 

Biyeon, holding her beer, said to Seo Ryeo-hwa,

 

“Just clink your can like this.”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa smiled and carefully raised her can.

 

“And you say ‘cheers.’”

 

“Okay.”

 

“To welcoming Ryeo-hwa—cheers!”

 

“Cheers!”

 

The three of us—Biyeon, Seo Ryeo-hwa, and I—clinked our cans, the lively sound echoing.

 

Afterward, we ordered all sorts of exotic foods unimaginable in the martial world, letting Seo Ryeo-hwa try them one by one.

 

“There’s so much delicious stuff…”

 

The day was warmly filled with simple snacks, laughter, chatter, and familiar teasing.

 

***

 

The next morning, I went out alone with Seo Ryeo-hwa.

 

My face was so famous across South Korea that I wore a hat and sunglasses, moving cautiously through the streets.

 

Walking through Reality’s streets for the first time, Seo Ryeo-hwa looked around with curious eyes, taking in everything.

 

“There are so many people…”

 

Suddenly, she grabbed my arm in surprise, spotting a black car speeding by.

 

“Eek… What’s that? It looks like a four-legged beast, but it moves so fast!”

 

I chuckled, looking where she pointed.

 

“That’s a car. It’s much faster than a horse, and people ride inside to get to their destinations.”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa’s eyes widened, staring at the passing cars for a while, still amazed.

 

“There’s so much variety and wonder… I could never have dreamed of this in the martial world…”

 

I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, smiling.

 

“Today, I’ll answer all your questions, so ask anything. Let’s eat what you want, do what you want.”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa nodded, linking her arm with mine.

 

“Yes, darling…”

 

We walked through the city streets arm in arm like lovers.

 

We could’ve taken a car, but today, I wanted to walk.

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa couldn’t stop looking around, fascinated by shop signs, crowded crosswalks, and people lined up at street vendors.

 

“Darling, what does that shop sell? People are gathered, eating something…”

 

I approached the shop she was curious about, showing her the menu and explaining.

 

“This is a snack bar. Tteokbokki, sundae, fried foods… popular snacks.”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa’s eyes widened again, and she grabbed my hand excitedly.

 

“Can we try it?”

 

“Of course. Today, you can do everything you want.”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa looked at me with a mix of shyness and excitement, then lowered her head slightly, smiling softly.

 

“Thank you…”

 

Her short words carried deep emotion—gratitude for choosing her among many women, and the comfort and belonging of being truly loved in this moment.

 

I squeezed her hand tighter, replying quietly but sincerely.

 

“No, I’m the one thankful… for letting me have everything I want.”

 

Seo Ryeo-hwa leaned her head lightly on my shoulder, staying close without a word for a long while.