Infinite Returns Vol.2 (Part-1)
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Chapter 43: Speedrun The Trials (2)
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 43: Speedrun The Trials (2) - Volume 2 begins with danger and betrayal: Ethan faces trials blessed by a hidden power, while Jade confesses her love for her daughter’s husband, sparking a deadly clash with Julie.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mind Control Romantic Slavery Fiction GameLit High Fantasy Mystery Magic Demons Politics
“Please, Savior, help my people. Grant me the strength to battle these wretched monsters!”
The king—Lucius II of Castria—knelt before Ethan, his head bowed low.
The entire royal court followed suit. Their expressions were tight with pain, fists clenched in frustration. It was humiliating to see their king in this position, to rely on a stranger for salvation. But what choice did they have?
Ethan scanned the room. The strongest among them was the king himself—a mere B-rank. The rest? A mix of D-ranks, a few C-ranks, and some unfortunate E-ranks like himself.
But unlike them, he was built differently.
“Your Majesty, what type of monsters are we dealing with?” Ethan asked, keeping his tone polite.
Lucius lifted his head, eyes glinting with desperate hope. “They are many—goblins, orcs, trolls, wolves. And they are working together.”
That was unusual.
“We suspect someone is controlling them, but we have no idea who.”
“Do you know where they’re coming from?”
“Yes. The forest bordering our kingdom. That is where they emerge.”
Ethan’s lips curled into a grin. “And there are no humans living there, right?”
“None,” the king confirmed.
Perfect. No worrying about collateral damage.
Ethan called upon his Infinite Return System.
‘System, buy some S-grade rune explosives. A hundred should do.’
[DING! 100 S-Grade Rune Explosives purchased. 100 million karmic points deducted.]
Instantly, hundreds of glowing rune explosives materialized in the middle of the royal court.
“WHAT—?!” The nobles staggered back in shock, eyes wide with panic.
“Calm yourselves,” King Lucius said, steadying his people. “This is the work of our savior.”
Ethan grinned. “Exactly. Come closer.”
Hesitantly, the court approached.
Ethan distributed the explosives—five per noble, twenty for the king.
“The plan is simple,” he declared. “We burn the entire forest to the ground. Monsters, their master, everything—gone.”
Silence.
“ ... Burn the forest?” someone whispered in disbelief.
A murmur spread through the court. Destroying the forest meant destroying their resources, their hunting grounds, their future. Without it, starvation could be just as deadly as the monsters.
King Lucius clenched his teeth. He hated this—hated being weak, hated relying on another man to protect his kingdom.
But he would not let his people die.
If they had to sacrifice their livelihood to survive, so be it.
He took a deep breath, then spoke.
“My people ... let us go. We have monsters to burn.”
His voice was hoarse, but filled with resolve.
His people hung their heads but followed him.
Half an hour later—
BOOOOOOOM!!!
Explosions tore through the sky, shockwaves rippling through the land.
Ethan stood on a balcony, arms crossed, watching the forest burn to ashes.
His expression?
Indifferent.
Lucius and his men returned, victorious.
The forest was gone. The monsters were dead. And the true mastermind—a B-rank Mind Demon—had been obliterated.
Yet, not a single one of them looked happy.
They had won the battle, but at what cost?
Ethan sighed. He knew that look.
“You’re worried about food, right?” he asked.
The court snapped their heads toward him, startled.
Ethan smirked. “Relax. I won’t let you starve.”
Lucius hesitated. “Sir Ethan, I do not doubt your generosity, but—”
“I need you all to sign this first.”
With a wave of his hand, SSS-grade Soul Contracts appeared in front of each noble.
They stared at the floating contracts, confusion flickering in their eyes.