Heroine Hunter

There really was nothing out of the ordinary.

Once Rose had fallen asleep, I found myself suddenly bored without anyone to talk to. 

As I stared up at the Milky Way and listened to the crackling campfire, it felt like some kind of ASMR session. However, it could only entertain me for so long.

Curious, I decided to use the ‘Eyes of Lust’ skill on her while she slept.

[Eyes of Lust]

No reaction.

“Hm, I see.”  

It appeared the target had to be aware of my gaze for the skill to have any effect. 

So when would this C+ grade skill actually be useful? 

I wondered.

Then, the tentacles began to move again, slowly creeping towards us. 

The tip of one transformed into a small, cup-like shape, resembling a suction cup. 

It seemed more interested in me than Rose this time as it cautiously moved toward my back and latched on. It was almost like it was applying a suction cup.

Hisss—

Smoke started rising from my back as my clothes began to dissolve. 

Instantly, I understood that this wasn’t an attack. 

It was helping me.

My tired body suddenly surged with energy.

It felt like the tentacle was saying, “You useless fool! Even when I’ve tied her up for you, you’re still not doing anything. Are you not up to the task? Fine. Let me give you some strength.”

[Unknown effects are enhancing your body.]  

[The mastery of Diamond Body’ is rising at an abnormal speed.]

I felt power flood my entire being. 

It was like something out of a martial arts novel where someone transferred their inner strength to me.

“Bevic, aren’t you expending your energy doing this?”

There was no response from the tentacle, Bevic. 

It silently continued applying its suction cup, pumping more energy into me.

Every vein in my body seemed to open up and my vision sharpened. 

I felt like I could walk over to a nearby tree and knock it over with a single strike.

‘This… This must be a stroke of fortune.’

I thought as I calmly accepted the power being infused into me.

After several hours of this, the tentacle finally seemed exhausted and dropped to the ground.

“Thanks for whatever reason.”

I looked at Bevic.

By now, my clothes were completely dissolved, and my body was covered in red burn-like marks. 

I could already feel new skin regenerating beneath the surface.

“Rose is going to be shocked when she wakes up.”

The once dark night was slowly giving way to the soft blues of dawn. 

It was incredible—I hadn’t slept at all, yet I was overflowing with energy. 

If I returned to the world of Soaka right now, I felt like I could go all day with Yoo Seol-ha and Choi Ji-yoon and still have energy to spare.

I gently stroked the head of the still-sleeping Rose in my arms.

Yeah. There was no way I’d let someone as precious as this die.

The reason I loved the original pure love story was because Emilia Rosebloom, the virtuous saint, was so lovable.

But from the beginning, it wasn’t the story that was important to me—it was Rose.

‘I won’t let you meet the Black Knight.’

‘I won’t let you get hurt at all.’

“I’ll make you mine.”

I made that vow as I stroked her hair.

As if on cue, Emilia stirred in her sleep before suddenly jolting awake with a gasp.

“Ian!”

Just as I expected, she was shocked by what she saw.

“Rose, you’re awake?”

Tears welled up in her eyes.

“What… What happened to you?”

Despite nothing really happening to me, I couldn’t resist quoting a line from an anime.

“Nothing happened. Really.”

Upon hearing that, tears streamed down her cheeks.  

“You idiot. You big idiot.”  

Before I could respond, she began licking my chest, healing me with her ‘Heal’ skill.

As Rose licked me, I began to heal much faster compared to the time when we had kissed.

“Rose.”

“Just keep your mouth shut.”

She was clearly still a bit upset. 

Rose continued to lick my neck, shoulders, and chest. She didn’t even spare my nipples. 

“Turn around.”

I obediently turned my back to her, and she began licking my back as well.

“Turn your face toward me.”

“Rose, you don’t have to push yourself—”

“Hurry up.”

“… Okay.”

She licked my face thoroughly, from my forehead, eyelids, cheeks, nose, to my lips. 

Every time her tongue touched me, the scent of roses wafted through the air, as if she were using her purifying magic at the same time. 

Rose even licked my earlobe before she spoke again.

“Why didn’t you wake me up, Ian?”

“I didn’t think it was necessary. Look at it—it’s completely exhausted now.”

I gestured toward the limp tentacles on the ground.  

“Thank you, Bevic.”

Rose, however, blamed herself.

“It’s my fault. I should have woken up sooner.”

I wiped away her tears.

“It’s not your fault, Rose. You can’t control that. Of course, being tied up like that made you way more exhausted than me.”

“Stand up.”

“Huh?”

“I need to heal the rest of your wounds. If I don’t, they might leave a scar.”

Since Rose had been forced to kneel, she couldn’t reach the wounds on my lower abdomen. 

I stood up as she instructed.

“Let me reach it.”

I spread my legs slightly and gently guided her head toward my wounds, allowing her to lick them.

She licked my lower abdomen, quickly healing the surrounding area. Then, she looked up at me.

“And lower?” 

“What?” 

Her face flushed as she clarified, “Underneath… Are you okay down there?”

I chuckled. “As you can see, my pants didn’t dissolve.”

“Are you sure you’re not lying out of embarrassment?”

“I’m not lying.”

“Let me see.”

“What?”

Her embarrassment deepened as she turned her gaze away. 

“Just lower them a little so I can see your thigh.”

“Alright.”

I pulled down my pants slightly to reveal my upper thigh.

“Is that good enough?”

Still avoiding eye contact, she stole a glance at my legs and muttered, “Y-yeah, I thought maybe you were lying because you were embarrassed.”

“We’ve been through too much to be embarrassed now, haven’t we?”

“Maybe, but—wait, Ian!”

Rose suddenly gasped in surprise. 

Following her gaze, I turned around to see the two tentacles that had been lying limp on the ground suddenly spring to life, surging toward me.

With a sharp movement, the tentacles wrapped tightly around both of my thighs with immense strength.

*Ssssss…*  

A hissing sound emerged as the tentacles began to constrict my legs tightly.

As my clothes began to melt, smoke rose from my legs.  

“Ugh!”  

I groaned, unable to handle the overwhelming energy flowing into my lower body.  

“Get away! You monster!”  

With her arms still bound behind her, Rose struggled to break free, her ample chest bouncing with every movement.  

While I was absorbed in receiving this power, Rose must have realized something had to be done. 

She quickly pulled down the part of my pants that had been lowered to expose my thigh.  

Suddenly—there it was.  

My half-erect member swung free.  

Without hesitation, Rose began licking my shaft.  

“Haa… Get away… Haa… Haa…”  

I gasped. 

I could feel my lower body, like the rest of me, filling with incredible power. 

My rod turned stiff and hardened, and stood upright.  

Rose desperately licked the head and the base of my manhood.  

“Ian… Hang in there… Just a little more… I’ll save you…”  

“Kuh…”  

I snapped back to my senses. 

Lowering my head, I realized Rose was frantically licking my manhood.  

As she continued, the tentacles around my thighs loosened and gradually retreated.  

“Hah… hah…”  

Rose panted heavily and looked up at me.  

Dawn had broken, and the early morning light reflected off the saliva covering my dick. 

Rose was still breathless.  

“Ian, are you okay? I… I panicked and just… Did what I could…”  

I knelt before her and kissed her.  

There were no more tentacles. 

No more threats.  

Just the two of us, kissing.  

My erection pressed against her chest as we shared a passionate kiss.  

We forgot about everything else—the tentacles, the fear—and focused solely on each other.  

We kissed until the sun fully rose.  

———

That morning, we got a lot done.  

First, we revived the dying campfire.  

Then, Rose and I shared a meal of canned corn for breakfast.  

We washed the empty cans and refilled them with fresh water.  

I released the slime from the crate and placed it beneath Rose’s lower body, before heading over to the creek to relieve myself.

“Ian? Are you still there?”  

“Yeah. I’m here.”

After washing myself in the stream, I returned, letting my manhood dangle as I walked back. 

The slime had already made its way back into the crate, bouncing inside. 

When Rose saw me, her face flushed with embarrassment. 

The air around the campfire was filled with the scent of roses, likely from the many [Purify] spells she had cast.

I was about to put on the clothes we had scavenged when Rose called out to me.

“Ian.”  

“Yeah?”  

“Come here before you get dressed. I’ll heal your wounds.”  

“Oh, sure.”  

Standing naked before Rose, I noticed her occasionally sneaking glances at my manhood, her face turning red.  

“Your leg…”  

“Right.”  

I lifted my leg, presenting the area on my thigh where the tentacles had gripped me. 

Rose began gently licking the wound, and as she worked, she asked, “Want me to use [Purify] too?”

Suddenly, my entire body felt refreshed as if it had been covered in a high-end lotion. 

All the moisture from the stream was gone.  

“Whoa! Thanks. That feels amazing.”  

The [Purify] spell had transformed the quality of our survival on this island.  

“Hehe.”

Rose giggled softly, continuing to lick the other side of my thigh.  

“Ian.”  

“Yeah?” 

“What if… I mean, if I…”  

“What?”  

“If we… If we had… You know, sex… Do you think the tentacles would let go? What do you think?”  

I scratched my head.  

“I’ve been thinking about that too. But I know how important your purity is to you as a priestess. I didn’t want to bring it up lightly.”  

“But… What if I told you… To leave me here and go?”  

I lowered the leg she had been licking.  

“Rose.”  

“Yeah?”  

“That’s not going to happen.”  

[Ian pretends he’s not in pain in front of me, but the attacks from the creature are getting more ruthless. If something happens to Ian because of me, I don’t know if I could bear it.]  

“But Ian, there’s fire, and if we go to the shore and signal for help, maybe a passing ship will see us—”  

“Enough.”  

“Ian…”  

Rose looked up at me, pleading silently. 

She wasn’t asking me to leave her behind, but to find some way, any way, to free her from the situation.  

The tentacles in the distance began to stir again, slithering like snakes, making their way toward us.  

“Rose, we’re getting off this island together. Understand?”  

“… Yeah.”  

“So…”  

I grabbed my erect manhood and brought it to Rose’s lips.  

“Lick.”  

Rose looked up at me and whispered, “Thank you, Ian,” before she began to gently lick the tip of my cock.