Tomb Raider King

Translator: miraclerifle

Ju-Heon who had jumped up approached Irene. Irene had her hand over her chest and her head was down as if she was in pain.

“Are you okay? Hey!”

He had expected there to be a risk as Irene was using an SS-Grade possession-type artifact. However, Ju-Heon had not been very worried.

Why?

There were many extraordinary risks and the Monarch of Destitution in the past did not hesitate to use her powers. That was why he did not expect it to be a risk that burdened her body.

But had it changed to a different risk after the artifact became whole? Was it now a risk that gave her pain?

Actually, all of that didn’t matter right now.

Ju-Heon clicked his tongue and grabbed Irene’s thin arm.

‘I have no choice. I have to suppress it with Dominance for now.’

He would end up being attacked if he did that, but it didn't matter. He could resist because of his Tolerance, but Irene could not.

'Irene is not someone who is used to being attacked by artifacts either.’

Artifacts were important, but the client’s safety came first.

It happened at that moment.

Irene who seemed to be in pain raised her head as if nothing was wrong. However, the problem started from there.

“Huh?”

Ju-Heon and Yoo Jaeha both gasped at the same time once she raised her head. It was because Irene was starting to strip.

“Uhh, uhhhhh?”

The way she was doing it was so sexy that it was giving off a charm that could bewitch any man.

“H, hold on!”

Yoo Jaeha became flustered and looked around. However, Irene did not stop. As she stripped off layer by layer and her cleavage became visible...

Boom!

Yoo Jaeha dropped the tablet in his hand and screamed. It was because Irene looked even more beautiful than usual.

Of course, he couldn't tell whether she really became more beautiful because of the artifact or if it was his brain playing a trick!

However, there was some type of seductive aura that would make 200 out of 100 men and even women lose their rationalities and fall for her!

But at that moment!

Boom!

Irene, who had stripped down about half way, pushed Ju-Heon down.

“!”

Even an artifactphile like Ju-Heon was about to lose his mind. That reached the peak when she sensually started to climb on top of Ju-Heon.

The way her hand caressed his chest, her light physique that he could easily sweep up with one hand, and her womanly fragrance that seemed to paralyze his thoughts!

Irene’s long blonde hair swept down on top of Ju-Heon's face as well.

“Hehe, Mr. Ju-Heon.”

Irene was smiling lewdly as she slowly leaned her body on Ju-Heon's body.

Her seductive gaze that was looking at Ju-Heon seemed full of desire and allure. But her expression seemed innocent, as if she was questioning if she was doing this right.

Ju-Heon wondered if he should just stop thinking as her face got so close that he could feel her breath on his lips.

He was about to lose all rationality even as a message like this had popped up.

[Warning. The Hand of Greed is desiring your body.]

He was certain.

This was a risk.

He was certain it would be harmful as it was an artifact’s risk, but Ju-Heon found it dangerous once Irene’s chest touched his body.

And the moment her sweet lips were right about to touch his own!

Plop.

Irene fainted and landed on Ju-Heon’s chest.

“?!”

Ju-Heon could not help but look at her with a flustered expression after what just happened. However, Irene was sniffing Ju-Heon’s body odor as she fell asleep holding onto him as if he was a giant teddy bear.

“.........”

Thanks to that, Ju-Heon was at a loss for words as he looked at Irene.

Her face looked refreshed, as if she was satisfied.

Yoo Jaeha who snapped out of it managed to say something.

"W, what happened just now?”

“............I don't know. Don’t ask me.”

Ju-Heon pressed his temples.

Ju-Heon needed to think about this one as well. He was certain it was an artifact’s risk, but he couldn't tell what kind of risk it was.

Was it just pushing a man down? Was it giving off a charm to seduce others?

He didn't know what it was, but he did hear Yoo Jaeha grumbling.

“......I wish we could trade spots.”

“.............”

‘Are you crazy?’

However, Irene who had fainted for a moment opened her eyes.

“Huh?”

She did not seem to remember anything. However, Irene screamed after realizing that she was tightly hugging Ju-Heon.

“Ahhhhhhhh!”

She quickly moved away from Ju-Heon.

“I, I'm sorry!”

She then teared up as she apologized.

“I did something like this again!”

She wanted to die from embarrassment.

It was even worse because he had told her not too long ago not to randomly hug men. Irene sniffled while thinking to herself that she did something Ju-Heon didn’t like again.

However, Ju-Heon just scoffed while looking at her reaction.

‘What the hell is this risk that she is reacting like this?’

A message popped up at that moment.

[The < Greed > portion of the Hand of Gold and Destitution's risk that you enjoyed so much has been satisfied.]

‘Oh, look at this guy.’

However, he brushed aside the fact that the system was making fun of him. It was because information about Irene’s risk that Ju-Heon wanted to know had popped up.

[The user becomes greedy after using the Artifact of Gold. They then strongly desire something they’ve wanted for a while. However, it is unpredictable what the user will do to obtain that item.]

[This time, the user desired your body odor.]

Ju-Heon gasped internally.

‘Ah, so it works like that.’

In simple terms, it brought our Irene’s desires. It made her seek out something she had been thinking about. However, it made her do whatever it took to get what she wanted?

It was almost as much of a headache as Keira's risk as it could make the user do things like BDSM or commit a crime.

Of course, it was still a question as to why hugging him satisfied the requirements for the risk.

Furthermore...

‘My body odor?’

How was he supposed to take this?

“Excuse me.”

“Y, yes?”

Irene sounded shocked as she responded to Ju-Heon, but Ju-Heon was frowning as he asked.

“......Do you like the smell of men’s sweat or something?”

“Excuse me?!”

Irene was in disbelief.

“Why are you asking such a random...!”

“Nevermind. Please ignore it. I asked a weird question.”

However, Ju-Heon glared at Yoo Jaeha as he tilted his head in confusion.

‘That’s weird. I should be cleaner than him.’

Irene was sitting there with her head down in embarrassment as he thought that. Ju-Heon seemed to have gotten the wrong idea after she just hugged him.

She just thought he smelled nice!

Anyway, they soon entered the parking lot after that short incident.

"Damn it, it is driving me crazy just thinking about it.”

Yoo Jaeha put his hand on his forehead as if he suddenly recalled something. Ju-Heon asked why he was throwing a fuss.

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t you remember? There's no picture of you, but my face is on the newspapers!”

“Ho. But it’s not like it was a picture for your bounty, it was just a small picture in a crowd of people.”

But Yoo Jaeha was saying that’s not it.

“But I'm supposed to be dead! What if George Holten saw the article and comes looking for me?! I only came because she said George Holten wasn't at home, but if he saw that and is home right now......!”

He felt as if he was walking into his tomb with his own feet by going to the Holten residence.

“Ah, I really can't do it. Open the door! I'm getting off!”

But Irene urgently shouted.

“The car's still moving! You’ll get hurt!”

“I die either way whether I die jumping out of the car or from George Holten shooting me!”

“Don’t worry! I heard this morning that my brother was still not home. He is dealing with business in Paris. The people who asked to meet you are my parents!”

“Really? You mean that, right?!”

“Yes!”

Yoo Jaeha smiled wickedly after hearing Irene’s confirmation. Her parents didn't know his face, so it didn’t matter.

‘Right. I just need to avoid that damn brother of hers. Just her damn brother!’

Yoo Jaeha gulped as he started to speak.

“My name is Leonardo Rothschild starting today. It is not James Jung, Ellison Lee, David, or Yoo Jaeha. Got it?”

‘How many damn aliases do you have?’

“Number 1. You should stop having those thoughts and just go beg for forgiveness. Maybe he’ll forgive you for the 80 billion dollars.”

Yoo Jaeha was shocked at his superior's warning.

“I, it's fine! I'm totally good as long as I avoid George Holten! Why would I reveal my own sins?”

‘Sigh, that’s going to get you punished in the future.’

It happened once the car stopped and they got out of the car. Irene, who got out of the car seemed shocked after seeing something.

“Uhh, uhh?”

“What’s wrong?”

Irene tilted her head in confusion after seeing a porsche in the lot.

“Huh? My brother’s car is here! That’s weird, is my brother home?”

“W, what did you say?!”

Yoo Jaeha who had been trying to avoid a tiger turned pale after hearing that.

“Aaaaaaaaah! Why the hell is George Holten here?!”

‘Why else?

He’s here to f*ck you up.’

“You damn bastard, how nice of you to crawl back here.”

A handsome man who looked almost identical to Irene was in front of them. This was Irene’s older brother, the 32 years old eldest son of the Holten family who treasured Irene quite a bit.

He had bought that counterfeit art-piece from Yoo Jaeha last time for a large sum to give it to Irene as a gift.

However!

“You damn bastard, you scam me on a present for my dear sister?! And then you fake your own death?!”

Tang tang!

They heard some gunshots.

The bullets brushed past Yoo Jaeha’s face and created holes in the wall.

It was a threat of sorts to say that he wanted to do the same to Yoo Jaeha's head. Yoo Jaeha flattened himself against the floor and started to cry.

“Aigoo, aigoo, I'm sorry. I did something terrible, please forgive me this once, hyung-nim!”

However...

“Who is your hyung-nim?! You damn scammer bastard!”

Tang tang tang tang!

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

However, Ju-Heon was leisurely getting a cup of tea poured for him regardless of whether his subordinate died or not. They needed to start talking about business now, but he needed to take care of this terrible subordinate's past issues first.

Yoo Jaeha cried as he was begging for forgiveness.

“Hyung-nim, please don't do this. Your house is getting destroyed. Please calm down!”

“I’ll destroy my house and then your head!”

“Ahhh! T, that’s not what I meant!”

There was only one person left for him to rely on.

“Captain-nim! “Please save me! Your lovely subordinate is about to die!”

“Then die.”

"Wait?! You damn Captain!”

Gunshots echoed through the mansion again.

Ju-Heon who emptied his cup of tea looked toward George Holten and started to speak at that moment.