Overpowered Reincarnation Perks! - Chapter 18.3
Some incredibly detailed explanations have been added.
My body becoming more sensitive and my remaining health increasing slightly were just useless side effects, but… there was one thing that seemed useful.
[You have a low chance of gaining points to level up the skill.]
Even a certain probability rarely triggered, so a low probability might be in the decimal places, which is disheartening, but it’s not bad since it means I can level up skills as I wish with the points I gain.
Though it seems much less efficient compared to Dienes’ intensive cultivation.
‘The problem is the “each time you reach climax” part……’
I squeezed my eyes shut, then opened them again.
The text in the skill window hadn’t changed. I wished it was a bug, but given that all other skill descriptions were displayed correctly, it was hard to think that only this sentence was outputted incorrectly.
‘Am I supposed to… do that with Dienes? Me?’
And to the point of reaching climax?
If it’s a low probability of triggering, how many times would I have to do it? I can’t even estimate.
I looked at the hidden quest window again.
Capture the body and heart of Commander [Dienes] and make him your prisoner.
I wish they could at least remove the word ‘body’.
‘I already have Callion and Arvan!’
Even in dating simulation games, while you might flirt with multiple people during the conquest, it’s standard to have a physical relationship with only one person. My life’s genre can’t be a makjang drama.
T/n: Makjang is a term used in Korean dramas to describe storylines that are extremely exaggerated, sensational, and often melodramatic. These plots typically involve shocking twists, taboo relationships, and over-the-top conflicts that push the boundaries of believability, often including themes like adultery, revenge, birth secrets, and dramatic power struggles.
Even morning dramas aren’t this extreme.
It’s hard to think that the system had originally intended Dienes to be my lover. Judging from the skill that appeared when I first treated Callion, and the quest to gain Arvan’s trust, it seemed clear that I was being signaled to get close to those two men.
But now that I’ve already become intimate with two men, they’re telling me to have that kind of relationship with the castle’s commander too?
‘Are they telling me to build a harem or what!’
I don’t know how they decided on the user target, but I wish they knew that monogamy is common sense in most countries.
‘I abandoned my conscience to two-time, but what do I have to abandon to three-time?’
Ethics? Morality?
Even if I didn’t have them, the man in front of me certainly seemed to lack them.
‘What if this develops into a strange relationship?’
As I looked at Dienes with a sense of despair, the system window that had been obstructing my view automatically minimized and disappeared. Thanks to that, I could see his face embarrassingly clearly.
He was still looking down at me expressionlessly. His green eyes, filled with poison, slowly scanned my figure sideways.
For a moment, I felt a chill as if a snake was crawling over my body, and I pulled my hips back. I wanted to get up and avoid him, but the undulating floor made it difficult to maintain balance.
I have a bad feeling about this. I don’t know how much the system can intervene in reality, but given that a quest to have that kind of relationship with Dienes has appeared, it doesn’t seem like his ‘education’ will be entirely unrelated to the quest content.
‘This doesn’t seem like the atmosphere for teaching imperial studies or military science, right now.’
The soft altar touching the floor, the flickering lights in the dark basement. I said it looked like a chapel, but in fact, the atmosphere here was closer to decadent than solemn.
“Um, excuse me. I’m tired from coming all the way to the castle today. Can we sleep first and tomorrow……”
As I was trying to timidly pull back my body and slowly retreat, Dienes pulled out a thin rod from his waist.
When his long fingers pressed the button at the end, a blade sprang out with a ping.
Is he planning to threaten me with a knife if I refuse? This guy is really crazy!
“P-put the knife away!”
“I told you I would teach you.”
Dienes raised the knife. I might get stabbed. Although my heart seemed to freeze with fear, I instinctively got up.
I desperately tried to get away from him. I know there’s nowhere to hide, even though the altar is large. But running away out of fear is instinct, right?
As I awkwardly turned back due to the soft floor, he swung the knife towards me.
“Kyaaah!”
Swish. My skirt was cut off above my thighs. I screamed and fell forward.
For a moment, I thought my leg had been cut, but there wasn’t a single wound on my body. Only my skirt had been split as if cut by a sharp blade and fallen to the floor.
“Huff. Huff……”
My heart was pounding. It wasn’t the time to feel shame about my thighs being exposed due to the cut skirt.
My body stiffened and my breathing quickened with the fear of being cut by the knife and the man’s action of swinging a weapon at me without hesitation.
I didn’t even dare to try to escape.
Dienes, looking down at me, trembling while lying face down, climbed onto the altar.
Despite the soft floor undulating, he approached steadily without losing balance and knelt down on one knee in front of me.
The blade had already been retracted and returned to his waist, but the fear that had once risen to its limit did not subside.
Although not as much as Callion or Senes, Dienes was also a tall man, at least two spans taller than me.
As his sturdy neck, broad shoulders, and wide chest approached right in front of my nose, it felt oppressive, as if a wall was closing in.
Realizing the difference in physique between him and me, a sudden fear washed over me. I shouldn’t have been reassured just because my survival was guaranteed for 33 days.
Just because Dienes won’t kill me doesn’t mean I can consider him a safe person. Even small actions that he might feel are not particularly problematic could be threatening to me.
Realizing this, my body wouldn’t stop shaking.
“W-what are you trying to do to me……”
“Education.”
“E-education……”
“Or should I call it training?”
Dienes lightly picked up the cut skirt and pushed it off the side of the altar. The long fabric fluttered as it fell down.
Then he picked up a small, white piece of cloth.
The moment I realized what it was, I quickly lowered my head to look at my lower body. There was nothing left covering my lower half except for a string wrapped around my hips.
The fact that the skirt was cut not just at the thighs but above them means that my underwear was cut off along with it.
So now I was… in a state where I had nothing on my lower body.
“D-Don’t do this!”
I hurriedly lowered my hands to cover myself. My fingertips felt cold, making even my own hands feel unfamiliar.
Unable to run away or push him off, all I could do was cover myself with both hands. It was so frustrating that tears welled up in my eyes.
“What are you telling me not to do?”
“Th-This strange, strange thing…”
What is this? How can there be a quest like this?
I hadn’t known Dienes for long. Moreover, wasn’t he someone I had accumulated discomfort with rather than affection?
No matter how much I liked handsome men, I wasn’t crazy enough to think it was okay to immediately mix bodies with such a dangerous man whose thoughts I couldn’t understand.
“D-Don’t do this. Please.”
“You don’t need to worry. I’ve studied thoroughly through my father’s diary, to the point of memorization.”
“Wh-What do you mean, studied?”
“It was my father’s role to assist my mother.”
Dienes gently grasped my ankle.
Perhaps because his position as commander didn’t require him to wield a sword often, his hands were as smooth and soft as someone who had never done hard labor. Even though he had only lightly grasped it, not gripping painfully, I felt a strangely more suffocating pressure than when shackles were put on.
My heart sank with the despair of being unable to escape from this restraint.
