The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes - Chapter 151

Chapter 151: Vhalla, the Night Bloom
“So this is the room, huh?”

Lloyd exclaimed, eyes wide with excitement as he stood before a large double door.

His friends gathered around him, following Alwyn’s guide to the boss room.

It seemed Alwyn was telling the truth, but did they trust the guy who claimed to have fought a boss monster and survived? Absolutely not.

But this was a game—a fantasy game. Anything could happen at any time, and any pig could become a hero overnight.

You just needed to find the best build or that overpowered weapon to cheese through the bosses.

“Indeed, it is. Are you guys ready?”

Sable asked, her excitement palpable as she adjusted the black armor she and Maximus had peeled from the guardians.

The armor fit her perfectly, highlighting her curves and making her look undeniably sexy.

“Ermmm… This is a bit… ridiculous.”

Maximus muttered, wrestling with his chest plate like it was a particularly stubborn octopus.

The poor guy looked like he was trying to fit into a corset designed for a medieval Barbie doll.

Why, you ask?

Because the guardians were all women, and the armor they left behind was designed to highlight curves, not conceal them.

The chest plates were meant to push up breasts instead of being flat, so Maximus now sported a 40 cm-wide chest that looked like he’d shoved two dinner plates down his shirt.

His ass, meanwhile, was encased in metal armor that made him look like a robotic Kardashian on a runway.

Watching Maximus attempt to walk in that get-up was like witnessing a metal-clad duck waddle its way across a pond.

Kaisen was laughing so hard he looked like he might need medical attention, while Elfie turned the same shade of red as a ripe tomato at the sight of the mustached man’s butt crack peeking out.

Alice, on the other hand, was too busy stealing glances at Kaisen to care about Maximus’s wardrobe malfunction.

Lloyd was fumbling around with his sword and shield like he was auditioning for a slapstick comedy show, almost dropping them every few seconds.

Also the players had their own armors stored in their magical inventories.

They had told Maximus and Sable that they had magic dimension pockets, and of course, the NPCs believed them, marveling at the supposed height of magical technology.

Maximus, still struggling with his chest plate, looked at them with a mix of envy and despair.

Elfie wore her archer armor made of light materials that allowed her to move swiftly and shoot arrows without being hindered, much like a nimble squirrel darting through the treetops.

Lloyd, the Berserker class warrior, was encased in heavy armor that could withstand hits and dish out damage, resembling a tank with an affinity for blunt force trauma.

Alice, on the other hand, sported sleek black leather armor custom-made by her friend back at Hero Square.

It was the same armor she had made for her “Honey Bun,” which explained her frequent blushing and the glances she kept sneaking at Kaisen.

Kaisen was wearing the armor Alice had gifted him, which made her heart race like a caffeinated rabbit.

Every time he caught her looking and gave her a slight smile, she felt like a schoolgirl with a massive crush, all shy and giddy.

Kaisen, being the cheeky devil he was, did it on purpose to mess with her mind.

He wanted her to know he still cared but was waiting for her to come forward with an apology.

However, what Alice didn’t see while standing in front of him was Kaisen’s naughty hand roaming and groping Elfie’s plump ass cheeks like a mischievous octopus.

Elfie, already blushing from the earlier antics, was now trying her best to keep her composure.

“Aah, Maximus, I must say, if I were a man, I’d push you against that wall, break that rear plate, and take you right here and right now.”

Sable purred, licking her lips and eyeing her fiancé like a predator eyeing a particularly juicy piece of prey.

For added effect, she mimicked slapping an imaginary ass and thrusting her hips suggestively.

Laughter erupted from the group, except for Maximus, who stood frozen, his jaw dropping to the floor.

Sable had never said anything like that before.

She was usually composed and elegant, and her sudden, risqué comment nearly caused him to faint from embarrassment.

His face turned a shade redder than a ripe tomato.

Maximus knew exactly where this kind of talk had come from.

He slowly turned his head towards the white-haired, smirking culprit.

Kaisen, the notorious horn dog, suddenly found the large double doors extremely interesting and whistled nonchalantly.

The group continued to laugh, the tension easing as they prepared for the boss fight.

But Maximus couldn’t shake the embarrassment, feeling like he had just been roasted on a spit.

He knew he should punch Kaisen for corrupting his Sable, but he also knew that if he tried, Kaisen would probably egg Sable on to actually peg him right here and now.

Kaisen chuckled at the awkward situation, stretching his arms behind his head as if he were simply cracking his joints.

“Sooo, are we going to stare at the door all day, or are we actually going to go in?”

As he brought his hands back down, one of them returned to its favorite resting spot—Elfie’s ass cheeks.

He was doing it partly because she had complained about his and Sable’s taunting earlier, and partly because, well, he just liked doing it.

Why not give her what she wanted right now?

“Mmm…”

Elfie struggled to keep her moans suppressed as Kaisen’s hand kneaded and squeezed her plump ass cheeks.

It took everything in her power to keep her voice down.

“Well then, let’s go.”

Lloyd said, cracking his knuckles dramatically before pushing the golden double doors adorned with runes and intricate patterns.

The doors creaked open slowly, adding a bit of theatrical flair to the moment.

…

The door creaked open, and instead of a dark, menacing lair, the party was greeted by a massive field filled with vibrant grasses and blooming plants of every conceivable color and size.

It looked more like a garden from a fairy tale than a boss room.

In the middle of this botanical paradise stood a gigantic green plant with a crimson red flower the size of a small car.

The stem of the plant curved gracefully, giving it an almost artistic flair.

The plant was alone in a small area covered with tiny purple grasses, looking like it had just stepped out of a high-end florist’s dream.

Beneath the flower, on the grass, lay a large figure in a flowing gown.

It was a woman, her hands lovingly wrapped around the plant’s stem as if she were hugging it.

Her face was turned downward, pressed against the ground as if she were napping in the world’s fanciest botanical bed.

She wore a purple gown that seemed to ripple and flow in an imaginary breeze.

Her long black hair, though not as long as the gown, floated as if gravity had taken a day off.

“So beautiful…”

Someone murmured, breaking the spell of silence.

They were all mesmerized by the scene.

It was so breathtakingly beautiful that it looked like a painting from the Renaissance era, as if someone had taken a brush and meticulously crafted every detail just to mess with their expectations of a boss fight.

Everyone stood in awe, except for Kaisen, whose mind was wandering in an entirely different direction.

He was eyeing something else with laser focus.

‘Thank you, venerable Corrupted One.’

He thought, practically salivating.

‘She’s a humanoid. A large one at that.’

His gaze was glued to her curves. The way she was lying down highlighted her voluptuous ass cheeks.

The gown formed a noticeable bump over her rear, accentuating her shape in a way that Kaisen found utterly irresistible.

‘Damn, she’s a big woman. At least 8 feet or something.’

He mused, his excitement growing.

‘But who cares? If she has a hole, then I have a pole.’

Kaisen’s mind buzzed with possibilities.

This wasn’t just any boss monster; this was a powerful woman, and he was positively electrified by the thought.

He knew he’d have to defeat her before he could entertain any carnal thoughts, but he was confident.

He had a plan.

Scanning the area, he looked for the element Alwyn had mentioned, the crucial piece of the puzzle that could help him turn the tide in his favor.

Maximus and the others stood with widened eyes, captivated by the woman’s ethereal beauty.

They didn’t even notice the door closing behind them, sealing them in this endless field of beauty and danger.

“Oh, how I weep…”

The woman’s melodious voice echoed across the vast field, resonating deeply in their hearts.

It was a voice that could soothe a wild beast, a voice filled with a motherly tenderness that made them feel both comforted and melancholy.

“Oh, my children. My sweet, sweet children… How this mother weeps for thy soul.”

Her sobs were heart-wrenching, each tear that fell onto the purple grasses causing them to wither and turn grey.

“For I just want an innocent touch… A gentle caress…”

Her cries were filled with sorrow, like a mourning mother. Everyone felt a pang of sympathy for her.

Even Kaisen, despite his usual demeanor, found himself feeling sorry for her.

‘That ass looks like it hasn’t been used at all. What a structure. Like two globes taped on a stick.’

His was different sorrow though.

“Ah, there it is.”

He muttered, spotting the particular rock Alwyn had mentioned. Alwyn had called it a “glitch,” the same rock that had helped him escape this place.

‘If what he said about the escape route is right, then what he said about the power scaling must also be true…’

He didn’t have to ponder further as a series of system messages appeared before him.

[Analyzing the strongest player in the party.]

[Scaling…]

[x1, x2, x3…]

[120 * 3]

[Scaling complete.]

[Vhalla, the Night Bloom]

[Level: 360]

“Ah, shit. You gotta be kidding me.”

Lloyd and the others were jolted awake from their daze by the system message.

Their enthusiasm quickly evaporated, replaced by a sense of helplessness.