Chapter 87 – Northern Sea Ice Palace (11)

The Northern Sea Ice Palace considered the loss of the Ice-White Water Dragon Sword a great shame. Hoping their warriors would one day reclaim it, they had a large illustration made so that everyone in the palace would know its appearance.

And the sword Na Ye-jin held was an exact match to the one depicted by the ancestors of the Northern Sea Ice Palace.

“This can’t be…”

This was a situation where even Bukri Eun couldn’t help Yu-jin. No, on the contrary, she too had to join forces with the palace warriors to reclaim the Ice-White Water Dragon Sword.

But she couldn’t bring herself to draw her sword against Yu-jin, who had become her master. She was torn. Yu-jin, understanding her position, couldn’t help but frown. It was then.

*Swish!*

A single sword cut through the air and embedded itself in the floor. It was the Ice-White Water Dragon Sword, thrown without hesitation by Na Ye-jin.

“Take it. I do not wish to see a hard-won negotiation fall apart over a mere sword.”

Though it was a precious sword given to her by Yu-jin, Na Ye-jin felt it was unnecessary if it hindered his affairs.

The warriors of the Ice Palace were stunned by Na Ye-jin’s complete lack of attachment to one of the Twelve Treasures and a sacred artifact of their palace. Yu-jin gritted his teeth at her consideration.

“Thank you.”

Bukri Eun bowed deeply to Na Ye-jin before pulling the Ice-White Water Dragon Sword from the floor. The sword began to hum with joy.

It was as if the sacred artifact of the Northern Sea Ice Palace was celebrating its return to its original owners after hundreds of years.

The Ice Palace warriors watched with emotional expressions. But their joy was short-lived. Suddenly, they found it hard to breathe, and their bodies began to tremble.

Feeling an inexplicable unease rising in their chests, the warriors instinctively looked at Yu-jin. Behind his expression, as cold as a northern blizzard, a molten rage seemed to boil.

“Are you happy to have reclaimed your sacred artifact?”

The Northern Sea was already cold, but the corridor was now even colder. The temperature plummeted to a level that seemed possible only in a hell made of ice.

Only Bukri Eun could protect herself; the other warriors were shaken to their core.

“I asked if you are happy. You persecuted my woman and forced her to discard her sword, which is a swordsman’s life. In other words, you as good as killed my woman. And yet, are you happy?”

Un-ak couldn’t say a word. He could only watch the white puffs of breath escaping his trembling lips as he shivered once more.

It felt as though his entire body was freezing solid in the blizzard. The other warriors lined up in the corridor also trembled uncontrollably, their breaths turning white in the cold.

“You pieces of trash.”

Ordinarily, he would have killed them all, but he couldn’t because of Bukri Eun. Yu-jin suppressed his surging killing intent and turned away with Na Ye-jin.

Only after Yu-jin had disappeared could the warriors of the Northern Sea breathe again.

*-Remember my fury! If you anger me again, the Ice Palace will be wiped from existence that very day!*

The wrath of a man who cherished his women was a terrifying thing.

* * *

“Is something wrong, Master?”

Eun Seol-rin asked, seeing Yu-jin return after his sudden departure. Ran also looked at Yu-jin with curiosity, then turned her gaze to Na Ye-jin.

The two women’s eyes met, but Na Ye-jin just shook her head and said nothing. Then, Yu-jin spoke.

“I’ll tell you later. For now, could you go to another room?”

Though they didn’t know what had happened, Eun Seol-rin and Ran sensed Yu-jin’s foul mood and left the room.

As soon as they were gone, Yu-jin pulled Na Ye-jin into his arms and kissed her fiercely. He then lifted the trembling Na Ye-jin and placed her on the bed.

Na Ye-jin spread her legs without even taking off her clothes. Her lower body, bare underneath, was revealed.

“…”

Na Ye-jin was silent. An unknown weight hung heavily around her.

“Mmm… Hah…”

Yu-jin’s hands snaked out to grasp Na Ye-jin’s firm thighs, pulling them wider to more starkly reveal the flower between her already parted legs. Yu-jin brought his face to her petals.

“Hahk…!!”

Na Ye-jin let out a soft cry, her body blushing as she writhed, but not too violently. On the contrary, her movements were filled with a seductive allure, as if to tempt Yu-jin.

“Haaah… Yu-jin… Yu-jin…!”

Na Ye-jin continuously bucked her hips and twisted her body, calling out Yu-jin’s name. Her voice trembled with deep lust. Her arms gripped the bed tightly, and her legs wrapped around Yu-jin’s neck.

Yu-jin knew his ministrations had drenched Na Ye-jin’s petals with her essence, but he didn’t enter her yet. He felt that if he did, she would reach her climax long before he finished, so he decided to make her explode with foreplay alone.

In the end, Na Ye-jin climaxed from Yu-jin’s intensely stimulating touch.

“Haaaah! Yu-jin!!”

Yu-jin, who had been diligently licking Na Ye-jin’s petals, felt for a moment like he would suffocate as her slender thighs tightened around his face. Na Ye-jin went limp in the throes of supreme pleasure.

Finally, knowing it was his turn, Yu-jin kneaded the breasts of the limp Na Ye-jin, whose legs were spread wide. Her lower body was drenched as if flooded, soaking the sheets beneath her.

“Yu-jin… come to me…”

Yu-jin laid Na Ye-jin on her back, parted her thighs, and positioned himself between them. He pushed his large member into her slick, wet petals, which were already dripping with her essence.

“Aaaah! Yu-jin!!”

Feeling a sense of fullness in her lower body and an electrifying pleasure that shot through her, Na Ye-jin cried out Yu-jin’s name once more.

Yu-jin smiled faintly, starting with gentle movements before gradually picking up the pace. Ye-jin let out continuous, breathless moans in response to his rhythm, rotating her hips.

“Yu-jin! Yu-jin! Yu-jin!”

Ye-jin called his name over and over. Yu-jin could no longer withstand the pleasure of her tightening around him, and Ye-jin, too, succumbed to the climax that once again enveloped her. And so, the two of them reached the peak together.

“Hwaaaah!”

“Kuh!”

Yu-jin poured his white seed into Ye-jin’s petals, which gripped his member tightly. Na Ye-jin, feeling a climax that nearly made her lose consciousness, pressed her hips firmly against his, as if to capture every last drop.

Yu-jin lay down beside Ye-jin and pulled her into his embrace. For a while, silence lingered between them.

“I’m sorry, Ye-jin.”

It was Yu-jin who broke the silence first.

“Don’t say that, Yu-jin. I’m fine.”

At Na Ye-jin’s considerate words, Yu-jin gritted his teeth. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t forgive the warriors of the Ice Palace. As if sensing his feelings, Na Ye-jin kissed him on the lips.

“A sword is just a tool, anyway. It’s not too late to find another one later.”

“I will definitely give you another sword from the Twelve Treasures. I swear it on my name.”

Na Ye-jin smiled brightly at Yu-jin’s vow.

“That is more than enough, Yu-jin.”

With those words, the man and woman made love once more.

* * *

Although Na Ye-jin had forgiven them, Yu-jin’s anger had not subsided. And the Northern Sea Ice Palace currently lacked the strength to withstand his wrath.

Thus, even after reclaiming the long-sought Ice-White Water Dragon Sword, the faces of the people of the Northern Sea Ice Palace were grim.

Of course, they knew Yu-jin was unlikely to attack the Ice Palace immediately, but there was nothing to be gained from making an enemy of him.

The people of the Northern Sea began to search for a way to appease Yu-jin’s anger. But the task seemed daunting.

“What more could a man who has everything—wealth, honor, power, and martial prowess—possibly want?”

Yu Cheol of the White Shadow Ice Spear, one of the three elders who had not shown himself since Yu-jin’s arrival, spoke with a frown.

As he said, Yu-jin was a man who had everything. There were few things valuable enough to satisfy him and quell his anger. As the others fell silent, Bukri Eun sighed and spoke.

“The Ice-White Water Dragon Sword was certainly a sacred artifact of the Northern Sea Ice Palace. But hundreds of years have passed since we lost it. While it’s true we had to reclaim it, we shouldn’t have taken it so forcefully. If we had explained the situation and offered compensation, they would have understood and given it to us.”

At Bukri Eun’s words, the face of Un-ak, who had acted on impulse, twisted in distress.

His personality was one that pursued only strength, so he knew nothing of compromise. That was why he acted the moment he confirmed Na Ye-jin was holding the Ice-White Water Dragon Sword.

At the time, he had acted without thinking of the consequences, but in hindsight, it was an incredibly foolish move. He honestly felt ashamed.

“Young Palace Mistress, I will beg his forgiveness with my life.”

Un-ak said to Bukri Eun in a resolute voice. But all he received in return was her sharp rebuke.

“Don’t be foolish! There must be a way.”

However, to appease Yu-jin’s anger, they would need to offer at least one of the Twelve Treasures or a weapon of comparable value. The only other such treasure in the Northern Sea was the Ice-White Divine Armor.

And that was another sacred artifact of the Northern Sea, one they could not give away.

Bukri Eun pondered for a moment before finally speaking.

“I will give myself to him.”

Her voice was very quiet, but its impact was not.

*Bang!*

“What are you saying, Young Palace Mistress! I will never stand by and watch you be defiled by that villain. If that fiend lays a hand on you, I will surely end his life!”

Ice Wave Yeong-yeong shouted, her body trembling with rage. The other warriors agreed with her. No matter the danger the palace was in, they had no intention of selling their Young Palace Mistress.

But they didn’t know yet. Bukri Eun’s body had already become one that could not live without Yu-jin.

Bukri Eun, who knew this fact well, barely suppressed a bitter laugh.

“Then do any of you have a way to appease his anger? No matter if it’s a sacred artifact of the Northern Sea, that’s a story from hundreds of years ago. How do you think you would react if your sword, your very life, was forcibly taken from you? Would you just let it go?”

No such warrior existed. If one did, he could not be called a warrior. The warriors of the Northern Sea Ice Palace, knowing this well, fell silent. There was nothing they could say.

“I believe my value is greater than that of the Ice-White Water Dragon Sword. What do you all think?”

No one disagreed with her words. But no one wanted Bukri Eun to give herself to Yu-jin.