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I Gave Up on Conquering the Heroines – Chapter 106

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I stared for a long while at Transylvania’s chest, wrapped in compression bandages beneath her raised outer garment.

I was briefly relieved that I hadn’t felt any strange attraction towards a man, but then my eyes met Transylvania’s as I looked up.

“What are you doing? Staring blankly like that.”

“You… You were a woman?”

“What gender does a blood ghoul have? Ah, are you talking about when I was alive? Indeed, the sex of this body was female before I became a blood ghoul. It’s quite inconvenient, having such a large chest. I’d like to cut them off, but I’m reluctant to use a knife on this perfect body.”

“…”

Transylvania spoke casually, as if it were nothing.

As expected… blood ghouls, who were already corpses, seemed to consider themselves genderless.

Since they weren’t alive, there wouldn’t be any difference between genders aside from physical characteristics.

“Aren’t you going to apply the potion?”

“I will…”

She smirked as she pushed her chest towards me, reading my thoughts.

I tried to cool my flushed face and raised the potion bottle, but then…

“…No. Dirty. Dirty.”

A small hand covered my eyes from behind.

Undecided snatched the potion bottle from me.

“…I’ll… apply it… instead. Yoo-jin… rest.”

“No, it’s fine.”

“…Yoo-jin… rest.”

“…”

Undecided spoke firmly, as if refusing to tolerate any objections.

I had no choice but to hand over the potion bottle and step back.

“Huh. Is she worried that you’ll lust after my body?”

“…It’s… not like that.”

“Don’t worry. There’s no human crazy enough to lust after a corpse.”

“…”

Well, there was a sexual orientation called necrophilia…

But I wasn’t into that, so I kept my mouth shut.

As Undecided applied the potion to Transylvania’s side, I took a moment to examine her body.

It was certainly a magnificent physique, worthy of being called ‘perfect’.

If I had a body like that, I’d definitely be a narcissist.

“Why are you dressed as a man, by the way?”

“Dressed as a man? What are you talking about? I’ve never done such a thing in my life.”

“You’re not crossdressing?”

An incredibly handsome face.

A husky voice, as if it had aged for centuries.

And she was wearing a black dobok, a garment typically worn by men, with her long hair tied up in a topknot, so I naturally assumed she was crossdressing…

It seemed her clothing and hairstyle were simply a matter of comfort.

“Why? Is there a problem?”

“No. None.”

Thank goodness.

So I hadn’t been attracted to her crossdressing appearance after all.

As expected, I wasn’t gay.

I was relieved.

“…Done. Now… lower your shirt.”

“Why are you in such a hurry?”

“…Lower it.”

“Hahaha! Does your master seem like the kind of person who would drool over a mere corpse?! He’s the one who mastered the sword’s ultimate technique!”

“…”

Ouch.

Undecided turned to me with a cold stare, and I had to avert my gaze.

I was innocent.

She was too beautiful to be called a ‘mere corpse’.

Feeling attraction towards a beautifully crafted statue… was a natural phenomenon.

“By the way, you… All the swordsmanship styles you’ve mastered are quite unique. Dakia Style, of course. And Merida Style, the secret swordsmanship passed down only among elf warriors. And what is that other one? You use your shoes, your ring, your whole body… It’s like you’re fighting a beast.”

“It’s the Frost Style. A swordsmanship passed down through the royal family of Palana, in the North.”

“Aha… I’ve heard of it, but this is the first time I’ve actually seen it.”

Transylvania finished applying the potion, tied her long hair back into a topknot, and nodded.

First time seeing the Frost Style?

That was strange.

Transylvania was addicted to learning swordsmanship, unable to resist fighting or learning a new style whenever she encountered one…

It was odd that she had never encountered the Frost Style before.

I was able to spar with Yerina and experience it as soon as I arrived in Palana…

‘Ah. Maybe that wasn’t a common occurrence.’

It was probably because I was such a scrawny-looking guy who kept provoking her that she agreed to spar…

No one would accept a spar request from a powerful figure like Transylvania.

“Merida Style is rare, but… elf warriors often go out into the world and show off their swordsmanship, so it wasn’t difficult to learn. But I couldn’t find anyone who used Frost Style. Even when I went to Palana and challenged every dojo I could find, I didn’t see anyone using it… You said it’s passed down through the royal family, right? Does that mean all the royals in Palana know this swordsmanship?”

“Most of them do.”

“Thanks for the information. So, where are you and the blood ghoul brat headed next?”

“…I’m not a brat.”

“Of course you are. You’re a powerful blood ghoul with strength far inferior to your master.”

“…Mean.”

While Transylvania and Undecided bickered…

I crossed my arms and pondered.

Where to go next…

There were many options.

I had to go to the San Francesco Sea Fortress to find the last component of Longinus’ Spear.

I had to go to Belfast Academy to meet a certain Sword Master.

And I hadn’t even set foot in Gallia yet.

I was planning to clear the dungeons there and get a feel for the situation.

‘The question is, where to go first.’

As always, the order was the problem.

Where should I go first to optimize my route?

“We’re going to clear some dungeons… but I haven’t decided on a destination yet.”

“I see. Can I help with the dungeon clearing?”

“Your help would be appreciated. Focus on Black Star dungeons, if possible.”

“Indeed. If we take care of the dangerous dungeons, the rest of the mercenary riffraff can handle the others. If we clear all the dungeons, Draken’s power will weaken significantly. Do you really intend to fight Draken then?”

“That’s why I started this, and I haven’t changed my mind. I can’t stop until Draken is dead.”

“There’s no hesitation in your answer. You’re a madman. Well, that’s what fascinates me about you. I’m going to go train and hone my swordsmanship, so… call for me if you need my help. I’ll come running anytime.”

Transylvania chuckled and spread her arms.

I wondered what she was doing…

She was asking for a hug.

Handshakes were the common form of greeting in the South, but not in the North.

People bowed, clasped their hands in prayer, or saluted…

But in every region of the North, close friends embraced when parting ways.

‘Friends…?’

It seemed Transylvania considered me a close friend.

As for me… It was complicated.

Perhaps because of the prejudices I had accumulated towards her… I had believed that we could never become close.

But we had been dragged before the final boss together and narrowly escaped death.

We had formed an alliance to defeat Draken.

And I had mastered the sword’s ultimate technique, something I had believed to be unattainable, under her guidance.

It was impossible not to develop some positive feelings.

Friends.

The strongest swordsman, a monster who had lived for centuries…

I suppose it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Transylvania and I had become friends.

“Alright. I might call you when I need to track down and eliminate the Four Heavenly Kings.”

“Good. I know those guys well. We’re a good match. But please don’t call me when you’re fighting Draken…”

“Still a coward, I see.”

“You’re the crazy one. You’re the only one who isn’t intimidated after facing Draken.”

I hugged Transylvania.

She squeezed me tightly, and I could feel her chest, beneath the bandages, pressing against mine.

Now that I was feeling it, they were definitely big.

If we had hugged when we first met, I wouldn’t have mistaken her for a man.

Seeing her up close, she was quite short.

Her good proportions made her seem tall.

I thought she was taller than me, but she was actually around 170 cm.

Slightly taller than Yerina.

“…Stop… hugging?”

“Yeah, let go. It’s creepy.”

Undecided intervened, seemingly annoyed, and…

We released the hug and stepped back.

It was time to part ways.

We were both heading in the same direction, but our paths were different.

“Let’s meet again when we’re both stronger! Hmm… but it seems like you still have something to say?”

“…”

As I waved goodbye and turned to leave, Transylvania turned back.

Had she noticed?

It was true.

I still had something on my mind.

Mustering my courage, I spoke.

“Those breasts. Can I touch them just once?”

“…”

“…”

I was curious about their texture.

Very curious.

“…Pervert.”

“What? Why? I’m just curious.”

“…Pervert.”

“It’s not because of sexual desire! It’s pure scientific curiosity! Who wouldn’t be curious about what a dead but not dead blood ghoul’s breasts feel like?”

“…Pervert.”

Undecided was genuinely upset.

She wouldn’t listen to any of my excuses…

She wouldn’t even look at me, just repeating the same word over and over again.

It was a little unfair.

If she was so bothered, she should have grown bigger breasts.

Talking back to me when she had nothing to grab…

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“We’re almost there. We’re getting off.”

“…Pervert.”

I could feel the train slowing down.

We were about to arrive in Clockwork City.

I had ridden the transcontinental train so often that it felt like home now.

I used to find first class uncomfortable, but after constantly taking it out of fear of being chased by Palana or Holy Kingdom agents, I had grown quite accustomed to it.

And why was I going to Clockwork City?

To answer the summons of the Centipede Nun.

The moment I parted ways with Transylvania…

The communicator Undecided was carrying started ringing, and Linda’s voice came through.

When I answered…

[The monster-nim wants more of your essence… and she wants it now… What? Don’t call her a monster? Then what should I…? Ah. Ah, okay. Should I call her Nun-nim? Huh? You don’t like that either? Then how about… Bug, like Yoo-jin-nim calls her… Haaaa. You don’t like that either? Then what am I supposed to call youuuu…?]

By the end, Linda sounded like she was about to cry.

It seemed the Centipede Nun was right next to her.

I had just given her more essence not long ago… and she was already demanding more.

Normally, I would have told her to make do with what she had and taken my time…

But she was already in Clockwork City, and it seemed rude to make her wait indefinitely.

And since I had some free time…

I decided to make a quick trip to Clockwork City.

“Huh?”

“…Pervert.”

At that moment…

A brilliant idea struck me.

The Centipede Nun couldn’t generate her own energy.

She had to absorb essence from others to survive and she could use that essence to create demonic energy.

She had said that one injection of essence was enough for her to cast hundreds of curses and survive for about three months.

Her energy efficiency was quite impressive.

So, how about using the Centipede Nun as a demonic energy production factory to power Kali’s soul fragment?

“Am I a genius?”

“…Pervert.”

Kyaa.

This is it.

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I Gave Up on Conquering the Heroines

I Gave Up on Conquering the Heroines

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Artist: Released: 2023 Native Language: Korean
For unknown reasons, I found myself in a game and am on my 12th attempt at clearing it. It appears impossible to achieve the "conquer all heroines" ending. The moment I decided to give up on conquering the heroines and aim for the "defeat the final boss" ending instead: [The monsters in the dungeon are strengthened by Saintess Jill's blessing.] [The monsters in the dungeon gain weak toxicity due to Witch Yulia's curse.] [Cold air envelops the dungeon because of Frost Lord Yerina's grudge.] The heroines started blocking my path forward.

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12 days ago

LMAO

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You know, I’m somewhat of a scientist myself

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