The Sponsored Heroines Are Coming for Me

Chapter 239

The Blood Witch approached me.

Every time she blinked, her long eyelashes brushed lightly against her eyelids.

“Aren’t you curious?”

“...”

“I can tell you, since it’s you. How I take from others.”

Swoosh.

Her fingers touched my cheek.

As lightly as a breeze.

Each slow movement of her touch sent my blood surging.

Her hand stopped near my collarbone.

“Big and firm.”

She traced my collarbone as if appraising it.

Her heated breath tickled my skin.

My senses sharpened.

Calmly, I spoke.@@@@

“As a member of the Bloodstone Cult, I suppose you do take things from others.”

“That’s right. But I don’t kill.”

“Are you trying to brag that you’re different from the others?”

“No.”

She smiled at me.

“I’m saying that I can let you experience it too.”

It was a laugh soaked in decadence.

Perched on the desk, she leaned toward me.

Her upper body swayed gently as she laughed.

Her outfit was revealing, flowing like a thin veil.

I could guess how she drained energy from others.

‘... It must be the same principle as a succubus.’

After all, Fantasy X Academy was a fantasy world.

It was cliché to have at least one overwhelmingly seductive succubus villain.

Just from her outward appearance, I could see the signs.

Jet-black, decadent long hair in a hime-cut.

Her curves—chest, waist, and hips—were strikingly disproportionate to her overall slender frame, almost violent in contrast.

A body most men would lust after.

If she had wings and a tail, she’d objectively be a succubus.

‘...But to me, she just looks like a spider.’

There wasn’t a shred of desire in me.

Instead, I was simply curious.

“It doesn’t seem very efficient.”

The Bloodstone Cultists fundamentally absorb everything their target has in order to grow.

Whether it’s useful or not, the belief is that anything accumulated is beneficial.

That’s why they absorb entire life forces.

But the Blood Witch was different.

“How do you think I absorb energy?”

“Whatever it is, wouldn’t it be less effective than direct absorption?”

She smirked, lifting the corner of her lips in a confident sneer.

Instead of answering, she lowered her hand.

Her fingers trailed down my torso, brushing against my abdomen.

“You know...”

Swoosh.

Her touch glided as if searching for something.

“The great elemental energy inside your dantian—it’s so pure, so refined. You must have filtered it over and over again to cultivate it.”

“...That’s right.”

“I do the same.”

“...?”

“I don’t consume just anything. I select carefully—absorbing only the most pristine and immaculate energy. If you want, you can feel my dantian as well.” РÃΝOᛒĚŠ

Her breath grazed my ear.

Sticky and hot, like she had already found her next meal.

The wet sound of saliva pooling in her mouth followed.

“I only consume perfection. So, you should consider it an honor.”

Slither.

The Blood Witch slid smoothly off the desk.

And landed right onto my lap.

“You’re so perfect... I could just swallow you whole.”

Sitting atop my legs, she met my gaze.

Everything—her lower body, upper body, even her eyes—

Was pressed against me.

Heat radiated from her.

A scent—bitter yet sweet—lingered between us.

Her crimson eyes shimmered with excitement.

A brief silence.

And then—

“Ahahahaha!”

The Blood Witch clutched her stomach, laughing so hard her face twisted.

“Haah. You’re really something else, aren’t you?”

I shrugged.

Wiping away tears of laughter, she finally spoke.

“These are supreme techniques, far beyond what a mere human body can handle. Even the cult leader probably hasn’t mastered a single one completely.”

That made sense.

These Skill Books contained the very essence of the Bloodstone Cult—their deepest, most forbidden arts.

It wouldn’t be something that could be learned easily.

“Of course, you do have the talent for it. But think—why do you think the cult leader gave you all three?”

I considered her words.

“What happens if I master all three?”

The Blood Witch met my gaze and answered simply.

“You’ll become the demon who rules the world from below— Heavenly Demon. ”

“...”

Not exactly an enticing title.

It reminded me of what Oscar once said—

‘One of the possessed ones will destroy the world, and the other will save it.’

The Heavenly Demon was undoubtedly the one meant to destroy.

‘Well, not that I’ll master them all anyway.’

These were the Bloodstone Cult’s techniques.

They were fundamentally based on absorbing life force—essentially, a vampiric system.

Even fully mastering a single one was likely impossible.

But then again...

Using them in my own way was a different matter altogether.

I reached for the first book.

Or at least, I tried to.

“...”

The air in the room was too thick, too heated to focus properly.

“Why are you looking at me? You prefer me over the book after all, don’t you?”

The Blood Witch had taken a step back, her eyes still brimming with desire.

“...”

I let out a small sigh.

There was no way I could focus in this environment.

‘Maybe I should ask for a place where I can be alone.’

Then I remembered—

Fantasy X Academy’s Training System.

[Secluded Training]

A buff that activated when one started learning in a completely isolated environment.

Experience, proficiency, and knowledge acquisition—all of it could increase up to tenfold, depending on the conditions.

At first glance, it seemed overpowered.

But the restrictions were severe.

The moment secluded training began, the player lost all control.

No movement. No actions. Nothing but staring at the screen.

Even small distractions weren’t allowed.

The system forced constant engagement, requiring players to keep tapping the screen manually.

An insane system.

‘In the game, it was useless. There were always too many other things to manage for players to justify locking themselves away.’

But now?

The situation was different.

I was already kidnapped.

There was nothing else to do except learn these techniques.

There was no reason not to enter Secluded Training.

Of course, the Bloodstone Cult still saw me as a prisoner.

Whether they would allow it was uncertain.

But—

This was the Bloodstone Cult.

They might actually support me if it meant perfecting their techniques.

If that was the case...

“I need some cooperation from you.”

“Cooperation?”

She tilted her head.

It was the first time I had ever asked her for anything.

That was probably why she looked so surprised.

“I need a place for Secluded Training.”

Her eyes widened.