Journey to Planar World

One month later, Charlie finally finished clearing Xinjiang Province of monster threats and destroying the portals connecting to other dimensions.

It was a monumental achievement.

Of course, it wasn’t his achievement alone. He was assisted by Aishia and five Divine Beast Spirit he summoned. If not, the clearing time wouldn’t have been just 1 year and 3 months; it’s quite possible this task would have taken two to three years if Charlie worked alone.

This showed just how vast the Chinese territory he had successfully completed was.

With the completion of clearing in China, the almost monotonous routine continued. The next targets were neighboring countries around China, such as Bhutan, Kazakhstan, Laos, Myanmar, Pakistan, Vietnam, and many more.

On average, they spent two weeks to a month in each country, depending on the distribution and density of monsters they had to face.

With monsters now immune to magic thanks to their Anti-Magic abilities, Charlie was forced to rely on Spirit Arts to create techniques that were physical-based, not magical.

His choice fell on Vlad III’s Noble Phantasm, Kazikli Bey.

With Spirit Arts, Charlie manipulated earth on a large scale, forming countless sharp stakes to impale monsters from below. Because this technique purely manipulated matter (earth) and didn’t require intensive brain computation, Kazikli Bey didn’t give mental side effects like Megiddo. Charlie could create as many stakes as he wanted without fear of NTR nightmare trauma.

On the other side of the continent, Wang Jian and Elena, although their efficiency couldn’t match Charlie who used Senrigan and Kazikli Bey, were only slightly slower. They continued clearing vast territories—Elena in Russia and Wang Jian in Africa—through endless battles, effectively exterminating the monsters.

Amidst all the battles and exhaustion, Charlie found release in Aishia’s embrace. After restraining himself for months, he no longer hesitated to sleep with her almost every night, after making sure Kei and Est were asleep.

To keep the passion burning and avoid boredom in their intense relationship, Charlie asked Aishia to wear various vulgar outfits.

Clearly, with unconditional loyalty, Aishia fulfilled every request from her contractor, no matter how embarrassing or explicit the clothing was.

Some nights, Aishia appeared in a black leather corset that accentuated her body curves, with fishnet stockings and high heels that left Charlie stunned.

On other nights, Aishia wore a nurse uniform cut in such a way that it barely covered anything, or a transparent kimono that only hung loosely on her shoulders, revealing more than it concealed.

On other nights, Aishia appeared in a French maid uniform complete with a mini skirt and lace stockings tied to a garter belt. She even once appeared in a tight red cheongsam costume with very high slits on both sides, providing easy access and a very stunning visual.

There were times when Charlie asked her to dress like a princess who was innocent yet sinful, with lace lingerie and ribbons that made her look like a doll that could be defiled. Aishia went through it all without complaint, her flat expression actually arousing Charlie’s passion even more.

What Charlie didn’t realize was that behind the loosely closed door, Kei had become a loyal spectator of their every intimate performance.

The white-haired girl secretly peeked, her eyes wide open remembering every movement, every moan, every scene that made her hot and restless. Her hand often slipped between her own thighs, satisfying the burning desire while imagining herself in Aishia’s position.

Her fantasies grew stronger after repeatedly witnessing Charlie and Aishia making love in various styles and costumes.

In fact, Aishia had actually been aware of Kei’s presence for a long time. However, she chose not to tell Charlie.

For Aishia, there was no shame in being exposed; she was a Spirit and not bound by human norms. Moreover, she didn’t want to create anxiety or disturb the intimacy she shared with Charlie.

Charlie himself, carried away by Aishia’s charm and obedience, had lowered his vigilance to the lowest point. In their private space, he felt safe and careless, not realizing that eyes full of desire had been peeking from behind the door for months.

And thus Charlie’s journey to save this planet continued—a mixture of bloody battles against monsters and hot passion-filled nights with Aishia.

On one hand, he was a tireless world savior. On the other hand, he was a man with needs and desires who found escape in Aishia’s embrace.

Meanwhile, behind the scenes, Kei continued to peek, her desire flourishing in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to perhaps step out of the darkness and reveal her own feelings.

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”I used to think Indonesia should just disband.”

”Government officials and upper echelon positions were occupied by incompetent people. But after Indonesia became like this, it’s not the happy feeling I imagined. Instead, there’s only sadness and nostalgia.”

Charlie stood at the top of Monas, an icon of Jakarta City, which had now become a silent witness to destruction.

The view below him was an ocean of ruins and wild vegetation beginning to cover the remnants of civilization. The air felt humid and warm, but what enveloped him was a suffocating mixed feeling.

”This isn’t the Indonesia Charlie knew.”

Aishia held Charlie’s hand, trying to comfort him with her limited vocabulary. Her touch was warm, penetrating the coldness of the bitter reality they witnessed.

Est, who didn’t fully understand why her contractor looked sad, imitated Aishia’s action. She held Charlie’s other hand tightly.

”I will always be by Onii-chan’s side.”

Beside Est, Kei watched the scene with envy, but she remained silent. Her own hands were clenched tightly, very much wanting to feel the same warmth.

Feeling he had shown a sad and melancholic side, Charlie smiled wryly. He squeezed back the hands of both Spirit girls.

”Sorry for making you both worry. Don’t worry, I’m not that fragile. Although Indonesia is my homeland—or at least, the homeland of another version of me—as Aishia said, this is Indonesia in another Planar World. My emotions were just shocked for a moment.”

In the distance, he could see the remnants of lives taken—piled-up cars, collapsed buildings, and occasionally scattered human skeletons. This was a view as sad as other countries they had visited, but this time it was more personal. This was his homeland, in another form.

”Alright, break time is over.” Charlie took a deep breath, dispelling his sentimental feelings. ”Let’s clean up so this planet can continue its life.”

With firm steps, he led the girls away from the top of Monas. Down through the dusty stairs, past dioramas depicting Indonesian history that now no longer mattered.

In the parking lot, they found remnants of evacuation efforts—fallen soldiers with weapons still lying in their hands, burned ambulances, and a helicopter that had crashed into the fountain.

That day, Charlie and his group began their work in Jakarta.

Using Senrigan, he mapped every portal and every concentration of monsters in the now-silent capital. Not a single one could escape his Clairvoyance’s vision.

With Kazikli Bey that manipulated Jakarta’s humid soil into sharp stakes, Charlie cleared those monsters systematically, paving the way for new life in the future.

Indonesia was just one more country on the long list that needed to be saved, and Charlie was determined to complete it quickly so he could soon head to Australia.