CHAPTER 210: WHEN THE CLOTH STICKS TOO WELL

Two pairs of footsteps echoed through the silent forest.

Tall leaves blocked most of the sunlight, but their shadows still danced clearly on the damp ground.

No beasts. No monsters. Only the wind brushing through the branches now and then.

As if this place... had been abandoned by time.

Nathan walked behind Livia, quietly scanning the surroundings.

"That was fast," he muttered.

Livia didn’t turn around. "Straight path. Nothing in the way."

Nathan gave a slight nod, glancing around. Same trees. Same rocks. Even the trail looked untouched.

"...This forest hasn’t changed," he whispered. "The only thing that didn’t. Since back then..."

He exhaled deeply.

They stepped past the last bush—

And there it was—

A white line.

Snow.

The air instantly shifted. Colder. Heavier.

They had reached the border of the Snowy Area.

Nathan stopped in his tracks. His eyes landed—on Livia.

And right then, a gust of wind blew.

The thin fabric she wore clung tightly to her caramel tits and her flawless caramel thighs, revealing more skin than should legally be allowed in subzero weather.

"...You sure you wanna go in there... wearing that?" Nathan asked—part concerned, part afraid... and a little bit horny.

Livia turned her head, one eyebrow raised.

"Don’t underestimate me," she said firmly.

"I’m not like you. My body’s stronger. I don’t need thick layers to survive." She crossed her arms as she spoke.

Nathan nodded slowly. "Yeah... true."

She was fine.

She was strong.

She could handle the cold.

But...

Shit... Nathan cursed inwardly.

If she keeps wearing that the whole trip... I’m gonna have a boner the entire time.

He glanced down.

They kept moving forward.

The moment their feet touched the snowy ground—

[Ding!]

[Entering Area: Snowy Region]

Nathan blinked as the notification floated in the corner of his vision, as usual.

"Draw your weapon," Livia said suddenly, without looking back.

Nathan frowned. "Weapon?"

Livia glanced sideways. "That axe. Not the toy one."

"Oh."

Nathan raised his hand—and instantly, the air around him began to ripple.

A faint light drew lines through the air, then—ZRAK.

A massive axe emerged from thin air, forged from shadow and flame.

The handle was long, the blade obsidian-black with glowing red carvings.

His Imaginary Axe.

Bound to his soul.

Not a tool. A part of him.

Nathan gripped the handle with one hand. The weight felt perfect. The edge cold—yet familiar.

"Good," Livia nodded, stepping ahead. "Don’t drop your guard. This area’s not like the forest."

Nathan nodded too, eyes scanning left and right.

Then suddenly—

"Uh..."

He stopped.

His eyes narrowed.

Wait... my gun...

Where the hell did I put it?

Did I even bring it?!

His face froze.

"Shit..."

No Freedom Style.

Nathan felt the urge to scream.

No gun. No ammo. Not a single bullet.

He sighed heavily.

What’s the point of freedom if you can’t shoot?

They kept walking, and Nathan was starting to feel the cold.

"This cold is way too extreme," he thought.

The snow that had been quietly resting on the ground...

Started to move.

Not from wind. Not from an avalanche.

But the snow itself—forming strange, pulsing lumps.

Then—they burst.

From inside, disgusting shapes emerged:

Flower monsters.

Their stems were frozen blue, their petals looked like shattered ice crystals, and from their central mouths—

BOOM!

A large snowball shot toward them, exploded on the ground, and left a freezing crater.

"Activate your body enhancement skill!" Livia shouted sharply.

Nathan reacted on instinct.

"[Temporary Physical Enhancement]!"

[Ding!]

His body instantly trembled—his veins tightened, his physical strength spiked sharply.

In a blink, the Imaginary Axe in his hand split into two.

Two axes, one in each hand.

Heavy? Yes. But now he could wield them like light toys.

"Flower monsters? Seriously?" Nathan clicked his tongue.

In front of him, Livia dropped into an attacking stance.

Not standing... but crouched low, ready to pounce.

Her legs spread, arms slightly raised, claws extended, and her face grinning.

Not a bunny fighting style.

More like a wild cat.

Nathan paused for a moment, his eyes fixed downward—

Livia’s thin cloth. Her crouching pose. Her ass lifted.

Thin fabric + snow = the perfect contrast to fuel Nathan’s lust.

From behind, Nathan could see the beautiful caramel slit, like a layer of chilled jam frozen over snow.

Tight ass cheeks forming a half-heart made that caramel slit look like a premium dessert—ready to be licked while squeezing those buns that looked like high-class bread.

He immediately shook his head hard, forcing himself to focus.

Livia didn’t turn, but spoke softly.

"Take down as many as you can."

She glanced at Nathan, giving a faint smile.

"I’ll try... not to enjoy this too much."

[Ding!]

[New Enemy Detected]

[Snow Bloom Pack – Lv. 50]

A system panel appeared, showing silhouettes of the flower monsters.

Their eyes glowed bright blue, and they all began to move...

Circling around them.

SRAKKK!

Nathan’s twin axes shot forward.

The left blade slammed into the first monster’s stem—

"CRACK!"

Ice and frozen flower tissue exploded into the air.

The right axe followed immediately, slashing across another monster’s neck—

"SLASH!"

Blue petals scattered like shards of shattered glass.

Nathan jumped, spinning midair—

His twin axes created an arc of black and red.

Another monster fell.

Thick blue blood splattered onto the snowy ground, painting a brutal contrast like savage strokes on a white canvas.

And in that moment...

Nathan grinned.

A wide smile.

Teeth clenched.

Eyes bulging—filled with adrenaline and euphoria.

"This..."

"This is what I dreamed of."

Slash.

Jump.

Throw the axe—it instantly reappears in his hand, thanks to Imaginary.

Spin. Parry. Smash.

"Hunter..."

"Yes... I’m a Hunter."

"This is what it feels like to fight."

"This is—ME."

His blood boiled.

His head burned.

His hands were cold, but precise.

He wasn’t thinking anymore. Just instinct.

And his grin—grew even more twisted.

On the other side—Livia hadn’t moved.

Still in that ass-up pose on the thin snow layer.

A sculpted body with soft curves pressing deeper into the snow, white hair and bunny ears... the caramel-skinned warrior looked mesmerizing.

The thin cloth covering only her chest and lower parts was turning more transparent.

Snowflakes landed on her skin—and instantly melted.

Her body was too hot.

Her chocolate starfish was almost visible through the fabric’s edge, which had slightly lifted as she shifted.

Her long legs bent slowly, toned thighs raised.

Her breath began to rise and fall—making her chest bounce just a little.

Her nipples—hard. Faintly visible beneath the soaked thin fabric.

Ready to pounce. Ready to tear apart.

Her eyes didn’t blink, locked on Nathan dancing through the battlefield.

And... she clicked her tongue softly.

Her lips curled.

A small smile formed.

"He..."

"...seems to be enjoying this."

Livia bit her lip.

Her shoulders and chest rose and fell—not from the cold, but from arousal.

A snowball flew toward her—

But she didn’t move.

When the icy bullet got close—

ZRAK!

She dashed forward.

One straight punch.

The snowball shattered before it could touch her.

And as she landed—her thin cloth lifted slightly—

Revealing the curve of her left hip, and the glossy inner thigh slick with melting snowflakes.

Livia licked her lips.

"My turn."

Snow Bloom Pack kept coming.

Dozens.

Snow Bloom after Snow Bloom burst out from under the snow—

Their petals screeching, their icy cores glowing blue.

Each time one fell, two more popped up from the ground, spraying snow and ice as they rose.

And Nathan?

He was smiling.

No—grinning.

His axes spun like the wings of death.

One strike hit the monster’s stem—

CRACK!

The flower’s head popped off.

Another tried shooting a snowball from afar—

Too late. Nathan had already leapt above them.

SLASH!

SLASH!

His twin axes tore through two monsters at once, breaking them like moldy glass.

Blue blood, ice, and flower petals scattered everywhere.

"Hah... Hahaha..."

Nathan’s breathing grew heavy.

But he wasn’t tired.

He was happy.

"Why... wasn’t it always like this?"

"This moment—this is the only time life feels alive."

He slammed into the ground, slicing a monster that had just emerged from beneath the ice.

Then kicked another into the air.

Before it could fall—Nathan’s axe flew up, slicing the monster midair.

[Critical Hit – Weak Point Slashed!]

[+960 EXP]

EXP notification panels started popping up one by one—

And Nathan laughed.

Laughed like a madman.

Meanwhile...

Livia didn’t care anymore.

At first, she held her pose, kept her composure, graceful and killing in silence.

Now?

She leapt at one monster—shattered its head with her elbow.

Then slammed another to the ground, claws piercing into its petals, ripping out its crystal heart barehanded.

Blue blood stained her caramel skin.

But she didn’t look disgusted.

In fact...

Her breathing got heavier.

Her hips moved with each breath.

Her hands trembled—not from fear, but from euphoria.

She spat toward a still-living monster.

"Weak."

The next one tried to shoot—she tilted slightly, then dashed forward and grabbed its mouth.

CRACK.

The flower’s head exploded.

Livia stood atop the ruined body, drenched in snow and frozen blood, her thin cloth sticking tighter to her skin.

Her nipples were hard.

Her abs tight.

Her caramel thighs let off steam, like her hot, agile movements were challenging the cold of the snow itself.

She licked the blood off her fingers.

"...I could get used to this."

On the other side, Nathan twirled his axe once, then looked up.

Dozens of Snow Blooms still emerged in the distance—an endless wave.

But he wasn’t scared.

He chuckled softly.

Insane.

Wild.

"Come on..."

"Keep coming."

"Give me all your EXP."

"Let me enjoy this..."

The euphoria of a man who once struggled against the power of his own cock,

And a cynical bunny who once playfully enjoyed that same cock—

Now moved in sync, Turning the battle into what looked like a massacre carried out by a horny man and a hot, cynical bunny.

Just as they were starting to enjoy their time—

BOOOMMM!