"I think this is the perfect moment for you to show off your new power, now that you’ve advanced to the third stage, don’t you think?"

Ethan smiled, and in the next instant, a figure appeared beside him, with long white hair and a face of transcendent beauty.

Now in the third stage, and with her talent, her basic attributes exceeded a thousand each.

That was a level where she could already clearly demonstrate why only warriors above the third stage were considered experts.

Mireya stared at the first-stage mercenaries fleeing desperately, and her eyes gleamed.

Her large purple tits swayed heavily beneath the tightness of her steel bodice as she took a step forward, the generous flesh bouncing against the confines of the metal with each movement.

She unleashed her killing intent and projected her aura, a bloody mist enveloping the battlefield.

Three or four first-stage warriors might, in specific cases, be capable of killing an average second-stage warrior.

But a third-stage one? The difference was so vast that even twenty second-stage warriors would suffer a miserable massacre at the hands of a powerful third-stage awakened.

Someone like Mireya, with her unmatched talent, was practically a demigod among mortals. First-stage warriors weren’t even capable of moving under her gaze.

"Ah... finally you’ve given me a worthy mission, you perverted scoundrel!" She took another step forward, an icy aura already emanating from her blade.

Since she couldn’t vent her anger on Ethan, she focused on those poor souls.

Her eyes grew cold as she channeled one of the Vorhn family’s many secret techniques: the Sea of Ice.

Her blood-red blade sliced through the air with a piercing shriek, and along with it came an icy aura so cold it burned.

In a crescent-shaped wave, a bluish glow spread across the ground. Hundreds of ice spikes sprouted simultaneously, surging toward the more than two hundred first-stage warriors like a freezing tsunami.

The wet crack of ice shattering flesh echoed across the battlefield.

Ethan himself couldn’t contain his shock as even those who had already reached over four hundred meters away were impaled, lifted several meters off the ground before being frozen instantly.

It was a terrible sight, but one that filled his face with excitement.

Apparently, whenever Mireya killed someone, he also gained XP as if he had made the kill himself.

Reaching out his hand, Ethan absorbed the blood and souls of all the fallen at once.

A flood of notifications filled his vision, and his eyes sparkled.

Finally, he was no longer just a pathetic Rank C talent!

***

As Ethan sorted through his gains, in a luxurious apartment in the capital of a small nation called South Korea, dark eyes opened.

A pair of delicate hands pulled a helmet off a head, setting it aside on the bed.

It was a woman, with long, silky black hair that fell in waves over delicate shoulders.

Her face was oval, with soft curves, a small, adorably upturned nose, and full, pink lips.

Her body, lying on a wide bed of white sheets, was clad in little more than a white top that barely covered her breasts. Smaller than Alice’s in size, but full, firm, and perfect, each one a handful of soft, perky flesh that held its shape without a hint of sag.

Pink puffy nipples pressed against the semi-transparent fabric, too thin to hide anything. The faint circles of her areolae were perfectly visible, slightly stiffened.

The top ended just above her navel, leaving her slender belly exposed down to her shorts, made of the same thin fabric.

Far from being able to contain the ample curves of her plump, perfect ass, the fabric split her cheeks in half as if they were panties rather than shorts, sinking into the deep valley between them and leaving the lower and side swell of each round cheek completely bare.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she could feel a slight dampness between her legs.

The fabric of her shorts hugged perfectly the untouched, plump, pale lips of her vulva, which sealed the pink interior of her pussy like twin puffy, soft pillows.

A faint wet spot darkened the thin white material right where her slit pressed against it.

With a soft grunt, she stood up, kneeling on the bed.

Her left hand rested on one of her shapely thighs, her fingers tracing the creamy, silky skin of her long legs.

Not a single blemish or imperfection marred her snow-white skin.

If she weren’t clearly alive, many might even mistake her for a porcelain doll.

Her right hand reached for her phone, which vibrated nonstop as messages came in.

[Damn... did you see that NPC? He was so fucking hot, wasn’t he?]

[Yeah, yeah! Seo-ah couldn’t even react, hahaha, I’ve never seen a man leave her like that!]

[Oh... I wonder if she’s going to lose her virginity to a game NPC? I heard you can have sex with an NPC if your affinity is high enough!]

Seo-ah’s cheeks grew rosier and rosier, her eyes closing as embarrassment washed over her body.

Her fingers moved quickly across the phone screen as she typed.

[Shut up, you girls got all heated up over him too, you mean sluts!]

Immediately, a flood of replies came in.

[Oh... Who taught our beautiful and well-mannered Seo-ah to swear like that?!]

[If your dad finds out, he’s going to be so mad!]

Several other teasing messages arrived right after, and Seo-ah just clenched her teeth, dropping her phone onto the mattress and letting her body fall backward.

Her back bounced against the mattress, and her breasts followed the impact, each tit wobbling independently for a moment, the stiff peaks of her nipples tracing tiny circles beneath the translucent material of her top before everything stilled.

Honestly, she didn’t want to start playing this game called Tales of Estria.

She knew her brother was playing it too and that sometimes he spent several days playing in full-immersion chambers that kept him fed and recovered.

It was just a silly game; she had always been sure of that.

But for some reason, her father, one of the richest men in Korea, forced her to start playing and he himself started playing nonstop.

At first, she was reluctant. Especially since she couldn’t even play with her brother for some reason that her father refused to tell.

But little by little, reconnecting with some of her high school friends and venturing further into that world, she began to like it.

She remembered those cold blue eyes, which seemed capable of looking right through her soul, and blushed.

Yeah, he was hot as hell.

She hadn’t received any notification of a loss of affinity with the NPC, so he shouldn’t have turned hostile toward her, right?

Seo-ah stood up slowly, picked up her phone again, and then called her father.

She had made up her mind. She would ask her father to buy her a full-immersion chamber and try to become a pro player!

Seo-ah’s art is already in the characters tab! You guys can find nsfw arts of her on my discord: https://discord.gg/ZMhMj7Dawz