All Chapters of Investing In My Lv.999 Devoted Wife Makes Me a Tyrant: Chapter 101
- Chapter 110
121 chapters
101 | The Exit Is the Battlefield (II)
A B-rank at the front pointed. "Straight looks faster." The injured pathfinder twisted under his supporter's arm. "It isn't." The Hunter looked back. "You sure?" "Deep left. Straight throat bends away. Deep left hooks back toward portal side." "How far?" The pathfinder's face had gone pale under the dust. "Far enough that standing here won't improve it." Allen looked into the deep-left branch. Nothing moved there. Its seams stayed dark. A heavy impact sounded beyond the turn. BOOM. The floor carried it into his boots. The bloodied pathfinder flinched hard. His gaze snapped toward the sound, then wandered until his supporter pulled him close again. A front Hunter looked at Allen. "Split the lanes? We can check both." "No." "Straight might save time." "Might lose
102 | The Crowned Burrower
The silhouette drove forward.A slab the size of a shield spun out of the breach and shattered against the floor.KRAK!Allen shifted left. "Don't meet it head-on. Split."The 4 Hunters in front broke apart instead of bracing for impact. The people behind them pulled the wounded deeper into the widened chamber, opening a lane through the middle.Something low and enormous shoved through the dust.Its skull came first, plated in overlapping gray ridges that rose into a blunt crown over its head and front shoulders. Spade-shaped claws bit into broken stone. The creature hauled the rest of its body through the breach with a grinding scrape that Allen felt through his boots.A B-rank near the right wall breathed, "The fuck is that thing?"The commander stayed upright only because the Hunter at her left side was carrying much of her weight. "Ask it after we kill it."Dust slid off the creature's back.
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103 | The Crowned Burrower (II)
Allen cut sideways across the creature's left front at the edge of its charge. Its crown missed him and buried itself into the turn. The side fighters hit together, not trying to break the plates, only driving enough force into the exposed body to keep the creature correcting.Boots ground into rubble. Arms shook under recoil. Nobody stopped.The Burrower swung toward them.Its crown lifted.The blackened slit opened.Allen slid Silverhowl home at his left hip.He went in.His left forearm braced against the outer edge of a crown plate, far enough from the damaged seam to keep the skull from throwing him aside immediately. Pain stabbed through his left shoulder.His right palm hit the burned channel.Black fire erupted between his fingers.Abyssal Flame poured inward.The Burrower convulsed.Its head snapped sideways.Allen lost contact.The crown caught his
104 | Come Back Alive
Allen's right hand started shaking again while he was undoing the last button of his shirt. He stopped. The tremor wasn't violent anymore. Nothing like the way his fingers had slapped against his palm after the Crowned Burrower died. It lived deeper now, a quick uneven twitch through the forearm whenever he held tension too long.Still there. Allen flexed his hand and let it hang between his knees. The bedroom was quiet. Silverhowl rested in its sheath against the wall beside the closed door, nowhere near his feet. His torn raid jacket lay over the chair, right side split open from the claw that had caught him. The coin pouch inside it hadn't moved since he'd come home. Neither had Corven's note.After the Gate, the Guild had kept him long enough for an initial statement and the raid record. The commander and several witnesses were still under treatment, so the board hearing hadn't started. They'd sent him home instead.He'd eaten, drunk until his mouth st
105 | Come Back Alive (II)
He kissed her back. For a while, that should have been enough. It nearly was. Seraphina eased out of the kiss to breathe. Her forehead touched his. Allen could feel the question without pretending it was language. The way she held him made it simple enough.He looked past her for a beat. Nothing waited there except the bed, the chair, their house. 'Here.' His gaze returned to hers."There was a point inside the Gate..." His voice came out lower than he expected. He rubbed his thumb over her waist. "I hit the floor. Couldn't get my right hand to stop shaking. That thing was still moving."Seraphina didn't move. Allen swallowed. The words after that were worse."I kept seeing this room."Her fingers tightened in his shirt."You in it." Allen exhaled softly. "Me not making it back."Her eyes shone. Her chin tightened. Then she climbed onto his lap. Allen grunted when the mattress shifted under them, more from surprise than
106 | Come Back Alive (III)
Seraphina looked directly at him. Allen kissed her. His right hand stayed light at her waist. His left moved down her back, over the curve of her ass, pulling her against him without loading the bad side. Seraphina made a soft sound into his mouth."Mmh..."His cock pressed between them. Her hips rolled against him. Allen's grip tightened."Keep that rhythm."She obeyed. She repeated it more slowly, dragging against him until his breath roughened."Fuck, that's good."Satisfaction warmed her eyes. Allen broke the kiss and looked down at her. Naked and steady in front of him, silver hair falling over pale shoulders, breasts rising faster now. He had seen her naked plenty of times. The calm, hungry certainty in her face was what caught him.His left hand slid between her thighs. Seraphina's knees flexed. Wet already. Allen stroked her slowly with his fingers, watching her face instead of the movement of his hand. Her lips
107 | Come Back Alive (IV)
She started moving again. This time there was nothing tentative in the rhythm. Seraphina lifted herself higher, then sank around him with a wet slide that made the mattress shift under them. Allen controlled the bottom of every stroke with his left hand, stopping her where he wanted, changing the depth when her breathing changed.The wet drag between them sharpened with the pace.Her next breath broke into a soft moan.Another rise. Another drop. Her thighs began doing real work. Allen could see it in the tightening muscle, the way her knees pressed into the mattress, the small adjustments she made to keep her balance without using his injured side. He leaned forward and caught her nipple in his mouth as she came down.Seraphina jerked."Ah!"The movement drove him deeper. Allen groaned against her breast. He sucked slowly, tongue circling while his hand controlled her hip. Her next descent came less clean. He liked that.
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108 | Come Back Alive (V)
Allen resumed. Harder. The bed gave a low creak beneath the heavier rhythm."Ah... ngh...!"Seraphina's control unraveled quickly now. Her hips met him instead of waiting. Her breath came in broken sounds. The woman who could stare down a room with a cold look had lost the neat line of her mouth entirely. Allen's own pleasure climbed with every contraction around him.His thighs burned. His right side ached. His forearm trembled whenever he used it too long. Pleasure tightened low in his abdomen every time she clenched around him. Allen bent for another short kiss.Seraphina met him halfway. Her arms came around his neck lightly enough that his left shoulder didn't complain. She kissed him, kissed him again, then lost the rhythm when Allen changed the angle again. Her head fell back."Aah!"The breath tore out of Seraphina and broke into a lower moan when Allen drove into her again."Nnnh...!"Allen's mouth foun
109 | Come Back Alive (VI)
Now Seraphina's fingers closed around his right hand and turned it palm-up again. The tremor was visible. She rubbed her thumb across the base of his fingers until the shaking softened. Allen looked at their hands."You know that's deeply unfair."Her brows rose."You get stronger and immediately start using it against me."Seraphina leaned in and kissed his cheek. Allen turned his head and caught her mouth before she could retreat. The kiss was slow. No urgency left in it. When they separated, Allen reached over to the bedside chair, picked up the white nightgown, and held it out to her. Seraphina pulled it over her head herself and freed her hair from the collar.He touched his forehead to hers."Get over here."She moved against him. Allen eased onto his back, keeping the bruised right ribs free of pressure. Seraphina settled beside him instead of across his chest, close enough that her arm could rest over his stomach
110 | A-Rank
The B-rank badge didn't sit right on a clean shirt.Allen held the cloth flat with his left hand and worked the pin through with his right. The metal settled over his chest, a little too bright beside the dark markings that ran past his wrist and disappeared beneath the sleeve.The Guild packet waited on the table. So did the opened Valemont letter.Seraphina stood beside both, barefoot in her white nightgown, silver hair loose over her shoulders. The wheelchair stayed against the wall behind her.Allen tested the badge pin once. His right hand stayed steady."Guild first. Corven after."Seraphina looked at the Valemont page, then back at him.Allen read the look. "I know."Her brows rose.He picked up the packet. "I have 2 things due this morning. The House hasn't knocked yet."Seraphina held his gaze for another beat, then nodded.Clear enough.Allen slid his right hand over