Milf Hunter in Another World

Rona is gone?

I hurriedly returned to the guest room and looked around.

While Condel and I were away for a moment…!

What the hell is that girl thinking?

Even though she can run on two legs, her hands are tied!

I quickly opened a nearby window and looked out at the garden. In the distance, I could see a dark figure staggering away.

‘I can catch her if I go now…!’

I turned my head sharply.

“Sh, should I tell the soldiers to chase after her right now!?”

Seeing Condel sweating profusely and panicking, I came to my senses.

Anyway….

I was going to sell her anyway, right?

It’s my fault that Rona ran away.

It’s my fault for not listening more carefully to Master’s advice not to leave the slave alone.

No… that’s not it!

My inner feelings of not wanting to hand over the slave, my woman, to another man came out… and it made Rona hesitate.

Rona was cooperative until the end.

After hearing that foreigners in this world have no choice but to live as slaves, she faithfully received the training.

But what did Rona think when she saw my hardened expression at the end?

In the end, it was me… who made her run away.

“Trainer!”

“I’m sorry.”

I turned around, closed the window, and said.

“It seems like the slave ran away while I was in the bathroom for a moment.”

“You should have held onto the slave, trainer!”

“I’ll give this back to you.”

Condel’s face turned red when he saw the money pouch I held out.

“I’m sorry.”

“Huuu…”

“What’s all this commotion about?”

…A woman’s voice?

My eyes widened at the sight of the blonde, busty milf who suddenly appeared in front of me.

“Yo, you…! Weren’t you asleep?”

“You let a lowly otherworlder into my house without permission? Are you out of your mind?”

Her hysterical voice rattled my bones. Condel’s face turned pale.

Ah, he got caught trying to buy a sex slave….

Understanding the situation, I hurriedly bowed my head.

“I, I was just trying to make an important deal…”

“You were trying to buy a slave, weren’t you?”

The woman glared at me like I was a dirty bug.

She has an amazing presence.

An arrogant attitude as big as her huge tits!

A tight-fitting dress that doubles the destructive power when worn by an attractive milf, and a beautiful face that doesn’t fade at all even with her eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.

She was a beauty with flowing, bright blonde hair and reddish eyes that suited her very well.

These boobs… might be even bigger than Verdia’s!

Even though I had just lost a 10 gold coin slave and screwed up a 20 gold coin job, I felt my heart racing like crazy as soon as I saw the hot milf.

This woman seems like she won’t be easy.

That’s what makes it rewarding!

The reason I live and breathe, my destiny!

A hot milf’s pussy!

“Belita, calm down…”

“Get rid of this bug. Right now!”

“But…”

“But what?”

Her husband can’t even raise his head.

I immediately understood why their son grew up with that kind of personality.

She’s similar to Ariella in that she hates otherworlders, but their personalities and characters are completely different.

First of all, even though Ariella really hated otherworlders inside, she didn’t show it on the outside.

It’s because she knew that it would only increase the number of enemies unnecessarily.

When she put a bullet in the back of my head and finally secured her victory… she revealed her true feelings.

On the other hand, Belita… doesn’t hide it at all.

That she hates otherworlders, discriminates against them, and even hates them enough to kill them.

“Bugs like you who leech off the system thanks to Her Majesty’s generosity.”

“…”

I couldn’t say anything back.

What could I say to someone who confronts me so extremely?

Belita crossed her arms under her large tits and looked back at her husband.

“What were you thinking? Am I not enough for you?”

“I, I would never. I just wanted to try something different sometimes, so I was going to get a slave for service…”

“Service? Pfft.”

What’s so funny?

Belita laughed and said mockingly.

“You like weak girls who serve men?”

Condel trembles.

“You just have to lie under me. Are you dissatisfied with that?”

“No, I’m not dissatisfied…”

It was a statement that gave a glimpse into the couple’s nightlife.

So, really…

He has a wife who’s consistent day and night.

From the perspective of a husband who gets his semen exploited every day while lying under this kind of woman, it’s understandable that he would want a docile service slave.

But, if it were me….

I thought I could teach Belita the joy of serving with her pussy.

“Can’t you hear me telling you to get out?”

Ah, whatever!

“Please give me a chance to make up for my mistake!”

As expected, Belita’s eyes were as cold as ice.

“Why should I?”

“…”

“There’s no chance to give to a half-assed trainer. You failed the Magnetar Center’s request, so there’s no license to issue to you, and don’t even expect a brand.”

Master said.

If you do well once, you can rise to success, but if you make one mistake, you can lose all your opportunities.

If you get on the bad side of the landlord, it’s over.

“The conversation is over.”

But I had nothing to say to stop Belita, who was turning away.

From the moment the slave I came to sell ran away, I had nothing to say even if I had ten mouths.

The more I opened my mouth, the uglier it would get.

‘Is it just a pie in the sky after all?’

I was kicked out of the Grace mansion.

I opened the door, thinking in vain that maybe Rona might have come to the workshop, but….

Only traces of mouth-pussy training remained, the workshop was empty.

What should I do now?

Having given up on selling slaves, I am not qualified as a professional trainer.

I already have no regrets about my life as a professional trainer.

But quitting as a trainer means that my status will be lowered back to a D-class slave, my activities will be greatly restricted, and the chances of meeting high-ranking madams like today by chance will be significantly reduced.

In other words, in the training special zone of Isil, the advantages of having the job of a trainer are beyond imagination!

How could I have met Belita if I hadn’t been a trainer in the first place?

Ariella, Verdia….

I need to maintain my position as a trainer to fuck the milfs I’m targeting.

That’s why what I did today is so painful.

On the one hand, I feel relieved, but the thought of boasting to Master makes my stomach churn.

‘I have to do something.’

I don’t have much money left.

Only 18 copper coins left after using it here and there.

I don’t have the luxury of worrying about the slave who ran away.

After that, as I was holed up in the workshop, lost in thought, the food quickly ran out, and I went back to living on potatoes.

Without any income, I became a beggar in an instant.

Unable to bear it any longer, I went to the tavern to rely on Calissa’s pussy again, but….

“Closed…?”

There was only an ominous sign that said “Temporary closure,” and I couldn’t find Calissa.

Maybe our affair was discovered after I stopped visiting.

Master hasn’t returned yet, and I don’t know where he went….

Now that it’s come to this, the fact that I came to another world alone hit me hard.

I’m alone.

There’s no one to rely on.

I’m so hungry that I’m starting to regret not selling Rona.

It’s really hard to stay sane when you’re hungry.

I ended up taking the knife and rope from the workshop and heading to the outskirts of the city.

To catch and sell otherworlders.

The only thought I had was that I had to do something before I starved to death.

“Hey, don’t come here.”

“We got here first.”

“It’s a spot. A spot!”

Ugh…

I heard that I just had to go to the outskirts of Isil.

Trainers in similar situations to me had already taken the spots and were being territorial.

They must all be otherworlders too, right?

Unfamiliar clothes, unfamiliar equipment….

With only a knife in my hand, I had no place to stand.

“Haa… haa…”

As I wandered around aimlessly like that, I didn’t even know how far I had come.

…I’m tired.

Would it have been better to sell Rona, even if it meant abandoning my destiny, rather than starving again…?

There’s no turning back.

I’m hungry and thirsty.

There’s water in the workshop, so let’s just go back….

“Woong… uumung.”

…What’s that sound?

Hearing a strange sound from the bushes, I slowly moved forward until I could see something.

Peach-like….

Buttocks.

A woman was curled up in a ball, squatting.

“Hey.”

I tried to talk to her, but there was no answer.

Could she be an otherworlder?!

I reflexively looked around and, after confirming that no one was there, slowly approached the woman.

“Umuung. Umuuung.”

…She’s not crazy, is she?

It’s creepy how she keeps mumbling like she’s sleep talking.

Looking closely, there was a red mushroom with clear bite marks lying in front of the woman.

Mushroom….

She ate a mushroom growing on the side of the road…?

This girl is really far gone….

“Otherworlder? Gotta Catch ‘Em!”

I immediately pounced on the woman.

“Ubuuum!?”

I kidnapped a woman who was incapacitated after eating a mushroom on the side of the road!

I put her on my shoulder and quickly returned to the workshop!

“Hehehe. Hehehe!”

“What’s wrong with that guy…?”

“He seems crazy…”

Just try touching my slave!

She’s my money. My money!

As soon as I arrived at the workshop, I laid the woman down on the bed.

I drank water in gulps and felt a little better.

Okay….

Let’s sell this woman and put out the fire first.

I looked at the woman lying on the bed.

“…”

…She’s pretty, isn’t she?

I was worried that she might not have any market value because she was a crazy bitch who ate mushrooms and mumbled, but….

This is a big deal.

I’ve never seen a high-ranking slave from the Magnetar Center, but I’m sure I could get an S-rank if I sold her.

Since her history will say, “This woman was incapacitated after eating a poisonous mushroom,” it might be difficult to get an S-rank, but….

First of all, she has big boobs and a great body.

Her ass is….

Squeeze, squeeze.

Very firm. I can feel the bouncy elasticity, as if she exercises a lot.

Her hair is white, and she has fluffy cat ears on top of her head.

Squish, squish.

“Ummn…”

Is she around my age?

I didn’t expect the slave kidnapping to be so successful….

There’s one problem.

I can’t sell her….

Fuck, I can’t sell her!

“Arrrrghhhh!”

I ran around the workshop like a madman, screaming.

“I! I’m a guy who can’t sell women!”

How can I sell her when she’s so pretty?

Why did it have to be a pretty woman?

It wouldn’t hurt at all to not selling her…. Wait no, then I wouldn’t get any money, right?

I’m stuck in the worst dilemma of my life right now.

“…Let’s check her market value first.”

I take off the unconscious woman’s clothes.

Cleanly, without leaving a single piece of underwear.

Her skin is as white and clear as jade. I immediately suck on her pink nipples and knead her breasts.

The size of these tits that overflow in my hands… I really like it.

I timidly check the pussy that has matured into a straight line under her sparse pubic hair.

I carefully spread her legs and calmly observe her, bringing my face close as if I’m going to enter her pussy.

This woman is a virgin.

…Okay. She’s a virgin.

Her market value has increased.

Her asshole is pretty too… flawless.

I instinctively put my mouth on the woman’s pussy.

“Churururup.”

I bury my face in her pussy like I’m sticking my nose in a bowl and suck it hard.

My heart calms down.

I reach out with both hands and knead her breasts to my heart’s content.

The situation hasn’t improved at all, but I feel good.

First, I tie the cat-eared woman up with ropes so she can’t run away even if she wakes up, and I fall into deep thought.

I could get more than 50 gold coins if I sold her. Definitely.

If I train her, her value would be immeasurable.

With such a gem in front of me, I was caught in a serious identity crisis between my identity as a trainer and my destiny as a milf hunter.

After one night, the woman woke up.

“Whoa.”

She was startled as soon as she saw me.

And after confirming that her whole body, including her large boobs, was tightly bound while she was naked, the woman twisted her body awkwardly.

“You can’t untie it by yourself.”

“Where is this? Who are you?”

“A different world from where you lived. A different city. A world where everyone who comes from another world becomes a slave. My name is Geum Taeyang.”

“Uuuu…”

The woman blushed, as if she was too embarrassed by her state.

“Why did you tie me up like this… it’s embarrassing…”

…Her reaction is kind of soft.

I thought she would resist as much as Rona, but it’s disappointing.

“I’m an evil trainer who trains slaves and sells them.”

“Really?”

“But right now, I’m seriously considering whether to quit or not.”

“Quit doing that kind of thing! Ugh. It’s weird, it’s too tight there. Untie me…”

“If I untie you, I’ll starve to death. The situation is serious.”

“…”

“Huft…”

I fell on the table, overcome with grief.

“…Why are you the one who feeling sad even though I’m the one who tied”

“Elizabeth… hehe…”

“You’re going mentally ill! If you’re going to go crazy, untie me first and then go crazy!”

The harshness of this world has turned me into a crying baby, Geum Taeyang.

“Okay. I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to sell you at the market and buy some meat.”

“Hieek! No. Mister, come to your senses!”

“We’re around the same age, what do you mean mister? Do you want to die?”

“I don’t want to be sold!”

“I don’t want to sell you either!”

Should I just jump on her?

“Huaaaaa… Sir Cren.”

This girl suddenly started crying and calling someone’s name.

“…What’s your name?”

“Cecilia…”

Sniff

Tears falling on her boobs, amazing.

No. I’ve used up all my energy, I can’t think productively.

…First, what should I eat?

“Want some potatoes?”

“…uhuh. Untie the ropes.”

“You won’t run away?”

“Not if oppa doesn’t do anything weird.”

I just untied her.

I don’t even have the strength to think about slaves or anything anymore.

There’s only a lost lamb and a fool who fainted after eating mushrooms.

We sat facing each other at the table.

“I, I got separated from my party…”

“Is that so?”

“Sir Cren will be looking for me.”

“Right…”

I responded without any soul.

“Let’s eat.”

“Un…”

The saddest meal in the world, just mashed potatoes spread on a plate, was about to begin when….

“…What are you doing?”

Master opened the door and came in.