Milf Hunter in Another World

“Hmm.”

I strolled along the soft sandy beach with my backpack slung over one shoulder.

My body, heavy just a moment ago from the Blood Art’s backlash, now felt unbelievably light.

You could say I was in high spirits.

Some might think I’ve lost my mind to be in a good mood after being stranded in another world due to an unexplained gate malfunction…

But it was thanks to the refreshing breeze and the clear sea that greeted me.

I marveled inwardly at how good weather alone could make someone feel so good.

Yes, the weather here is fantastic.

So much so that it’s a shame I’m stranded alone.

I walked aimlessly.

Then, noticing a well-maintained road, I veered towards it.

Along the way, I checked the contents of my backpack and brushed off the dirt from my shoes.

‘Water, food, potions, all present.’

I wet my dry mouth with some water and continued walking.

Even though it was a maintained road, it was just a path well-worn from years of people passing through. Still, I figured that following it would lead me to a village or a city.

‘I wonder if Cecil and Gayeon Noona came through too?’

I don’t know what happened after being sucked into the gate.

According to the inner monologue, this is the Dragon District beyond the Dragon Gate I was supposed to go to.

The mysterious girl mentioned a Dragon Kingdom, but I’ll find out soon enough if I ask a few people.

People?

Come to think of it, I don’t know if people live here.

It’s a place where dragons live.

Maybe they’re resting their wings beyond the picturesque mountains on the horizon of the open plains.

I wonder if Master is somewhere here too?

Just as my legs started to tire, a small village came into view at the end of the road.

There were people out on the beach at sunset, playing with a ball.

They were all showing off their healthy legs and breasts.

I haven’t accidentally stumbled into paradise, have I?

“Please don’t do this!”

I turned my head towards the sound and saw a carriage blocking the road leading to the village.

Guards were harassing a milf with a beauty mark.

Hmm.

Clichéd, but a delicious development.

It feels strangely fateful that the woman in need of help happens to be a milf.

“We just want to see what’s inside the carriage.”

“It’s a tribute for Lord Cayen! You said the same thing last time and took half of the contents!”

“We’re the ones serving Lord Cayen! We need our share for protecting you!”

“This is our children’s livelihood!”

“You dare talk back, you C-rank slaves!?”

“Eek!”

The husband clung to the pants of the guards who were acting like bandits.

“Please, I beg you. Without this, our family…”

“We don’t care about the circumstances of you C-rank slaves!”

“Or offer your wife’s body! Then we’ll let you pass.”

“Such…!”

“I’ve been thinking she looks delicious!”

“No!”

Suddenly, it shifts to attempted rape.

The beautiful milf with droopy eyes looked even more pitiful.

“Sir, you there! Please help us!”

The husband called out to me, clutching at straws.

Then, the four guards turned their heads simultaneously.

“Well, well.”

“Judging by your appearance, are you a C-rank slave too?”

“Me?”

If anything, I’m an A-rank slave.

“Seen enough? Get lost.”

“We understand you want to join in. Hehehe.”

“No! Please help me!”

A guard grabbed the milf’s top and ripped it, then licked her shoulder with his tongue.

Ugh, not even spitting on her, what is that?

Do third-rate villains act the same everywhere?

I can’t just stand here and watch!

“Hey! You’re supposed to put your nose to her neck and sniff first!”

Giving advice!

“What?”

“If the lady stretches her neck out and resists, whisper in her ear.”

“What the hell is this guy babbling about?”

Then, I pointed at the guy who was just standing there blankly.

“Why are you just watching? You’re supposed to grab the lady’s waist and take off her bottoms. Getting kicked a few times by the panicked lady is part of the fun!” ŗΆ₦Ó₿ÈṤ

“…What?”

“Why are you leaving the husband alone? What if he gets up? You should tie him up and make him watch on his knees!”

Phew, that feels better.

The guards glared at me, gripping their weapons.

The bald guy at the front spoke.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Geum Taeyang.”

“Spouting nonsense, are you crazy?”

“You wouldn’t understand.”

I’m not a righteous ally.

Rather, I’m the representative of third-rate villains.

The reason I didn’t jump in right away was that I wanted to see how well they’d do, at least for the introduction.

Disqualified! Disqualified as a third-rate villain!

“You’re not even third-rate.”

“If you want to become fertilizer in the fields without a trace, I’ll grant your wish!”

The bald guy charged!

‘Sigh.’

How badly should I punish them?

Killing them seems a bit much… and there are civilians watching.

Let’s compromise on crushing their limbs. If they die from their injuries, that’s their fate.

OK, counterattack commence!

“Hya!”

I deflected the bald guy’s sword with the back of my hand and struck his jaw with a backhand straight.

“Ugh!”

The others didn’t just stand by and watch the bald guy get beaten.

“Get him!”

I didn’t even summon my Avatar.

Because the flow of mana foretold all of the soldiers’ movements.

This world is also filled with mana in the atmosphere. The soldiers were completely unaware of it, creating ripples around them that were almost deafening.

I parried all of their attacks like a choreographed action scene and crushed their arms.

“Crack!”

“Aagh!”

The strength of a Blood Clan member!

I can break human bones like twigs without much effort.

I stomped on their legs, crippling them, and the situation ended.

It all happened in about 10 to 20 seconds.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes…”

I turned to the couple.

The husband spoke on behalf of his terrified wife.

“Th-thank you… How can we ever repay this kindness…”

“….”

I glanced at the wife.

She was sobbing in her husband’s arms, seemingly traumatized by the near-rape.

“What are your names?”

“I’m Bawin. And this is my wife, Anabelle.”

“Thank you for helping us.”

“I’m Geum Taeyang.”

When I took a step closer, the husband shielded his wife.

Hmm.

It seems they overheard what I was saying earlier and think I’m a strange person.

But it’s also ridiculous to pretend to be a righteous apostle.

“Well, if you’re uncomfortable, I’ll ask from a distance. Is this the Dragon District?”

“Dragon District…!”

The couple seemed surprised.

“You’re from the Empire, aren’t you? This is the Dragon Kingdom of Asteria.”

“Is there a reason why I shouldn’t call it a district?”

“Some people don’t like that name because it’s what the Empire calls it…”

“Is that dragon you mentioned earlier, Cayen, one of them?”

“Yes…”

Should I consider such dragons anti-Empire?

It seems there are dragons who haven’t learned their lesson after their humiliating defeat.

I expected that much.

But my curiosity didn’t stop there.

So many humans are dying like trash outside…

What about the people living here? Do they submit to the dragons?

“Where are you from? Have you lived in that village since you were born?”

“I’m grateful that you helped us, but if we’re seen talking to someone from the Empire, we…”

“Hmm. I see.”

I was thinking of hitching a ride since we’re going the same way, but…

I decided not to push the couple.

Because there were others I could talk to.

“Hey, Baldy.”

I stepped on the leg of the groaning soldier.

“Aagh! Lord Cayen won’t let you get away with this!”

“Who’s that?”

“Gasp… Gasp…”

“Answer!”

“Aagh! The dragon… who rules this western region…!”

“Are people ruled by dragons?”

The situation here isn’t much different from Isil.

The only difference is that it’s dragons ruling here.

“If you pretend to be an Imperial like that, you’ll only face a painful death!”

“I understand. Grow up.”

I kicked his broken bone.

“Urgh!”

Let’s go to the village.

I arrived at the coastal village around evening.

Everyone seemed to be avoiding eye contact with me, so the rumors must have already spread.

“He’s an Imperial.”

“Don’t make eye contact…”

“Lord Cayen won’t leave us alone.”

Hmm.

The bikini girl who was playing on the beach is long gone.

It’s quiet.

I need to find a place to stay, but at this rate, I’ll be sleeping outside.

‘I didn’t bring a tent…’

Ariella wouldn’t have expected this to happen either.

An envoy carrying the Emperor’s edict should normally be treated with hospitality.

Of all places to end up…

As I sat down at a deserted fishing spot and sighed deeply, I felt a presence behind me.

“Hmm?”

“Oh…”

It’s Anabelle.

She looks distraught, like she’s been harassed even though I didn’t harass her.

She’s holding a basket full of red fruit.

As if making an excuse that she came out for something else.

“Hello.”

“Hello…”

Anabelle hesitated before continuing.

“Are you… having trouble?”

“As you can see, no one seems willing to let me stay the night.”

“Ah… I’m sorry. I talked to my husband, but he said no…”

“Well, I’m a suspicious person at first glance. I said some strange things too.”

“….”

“I said those things to provoke them. It was an emergency.”

Of course, that’s just an excuse…

What I said at the time was 100% pure advice.

It’s a good thing the situation was chaotic. If this lady could have carefully considered every word I said, she definitely wouldn’t have anything to do with me.

“Yes… I know. You’re actually a good person.”

“I could say I did a good deed since I saved you, ma’am.”

“This… would you like some?”

The milf pushed her breasts forward.

No, she offered the basket.

My mistake…

I almost unconsciously grabbed those ample breasts.

Anyway, I stood in front of Anabelle and tried the fruit. It was quite sweet and delicious.

It wasn’t like I was struggling for food, but it was a heartwarming gesture.

“Thank you.”

“….”

Anabelle glanced at my body and face.

This milf, is she coming on to me?

“Um…”

“Yes?”

“I can’t offer you a room in the house, but I can… give you the storage shed.”

“Are you offering me a place to stay?”

She nodded, her beauty mark captivating.

“This way…”

I’m grateful to the milf for her consideration, but the moment I saw the inside of the shed, I thought it was no different from sleeping outside.

It was thickly piled with straw and hay, and the only consolation was the roof to keep out the rain.

A tamer with a brand power of 4 million, who lived in a castle-like house, is now homeless in another world?

“I’m sorry… there’s nowhere else…”

Should I use Blood Art?

Getting treated like a guest would be a piece of cake.

‘Ugh.’

Just thinking about Blood Art makes my stomach churn.

Because of the strong backlash I felt when I blew away the metal partition earlier, it wasn’t a very appealing option.

“Thank you, ma’am.”

“Actually, I shouldn’t be treating my benefactor like this…”

“How much do the dragons interfere with people’s lives?”

“If we don’t offer the designated tribute every month, we’re killed for being useless.”

As if she wanted to confide in someone, Anabelle sobbed as she spoke.

“Despite that, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves.”

I remembered the people playing on the beach, even though I only saw them from afar.

“Those people… are probably new slaves who arrived less than a month ago.”

“New slaves who arrived less than a month ago?”

“Lord Cayen calls them breeding slaves.”

Breeding slaves…

“The dragons come and use them as playthings, and when they get tired of them, they kill or abandon them.”

“So you and your husband prepare tributes every month to survive?”

“Yes, the four couples taken last month were the Nyles. This month… this month, we thought it might be us, so…”

“Ma’am, calm down.”

I naturally embraced Anabelle in my arms.

“Sob… Sniffle…”

“Nothing will happen. I’m here.”

“You are…”

“I’m an envoy sent by the Emperor’s edict. To punish the bad dragons.”

“The Emperor’s… envoy.”

“Anabelle… you and your husband are safe.”

Slide.

I pulled down the blouse covering Anabelle’s ample breasts.

“Ah…”

“I’ll tell the dragons who obey the Empire and have you moved to a safe place.”

“Really…?”

“Of course. Now, turn around.”

“I… I have to go make dinner for my child…”

Trying to escape with the child as an excuse makes her even cuter.

I kissed Anabelle.

“Ah. Mmm…”

I grabbed Anabelle’s firm ass and intertwined our tongues.

Why did those idiots go through all that trouble?

She’s not a virgin.

A hot mama with a body like this always wants a King Dick male who can safely have sex with her without her husband knowing.

If you coax her gently… she’ll wiggle her plump ass and snuggle into your arms.

No, Anabelle actually seduced me, pretending to do a good deed.

Seeing Anabelle licking her lips, aroused by the kiss with a young male, my dick hardened too.

Oh, I pity her husband.

My first milf in this world, I’ll enjoy you♥

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