9

The campfire crackles gently, the night breeze is calm. my carnal desires sated. I am at peace. 

CRIK* I turn around in my sleeping roll to stare the fucker down.

"Oi, can you stop throwing fucking pebbles at me?" Clam was surprised for a second, shocked by our usual horse shit language. Courtesy of our good old diligent alcoholic guard. Because of him, all the young men at the orphanage believes using coarse language makes you appear stronger, more alpha or dangerous and what not. Clam's surprise didn't last long as a wide grin grew from ear to ear before he threw yet another pebble at me. Landing at my crotch.

"We all saw it, you came back being princess carried by Lady Mel. you wet yourself like a little goblin! your bottoms were soaked through and through! HAHA" He grinned, before looking towards his goons for applause. The goon squad immediately nodded like the little shits they are. Honestly, I'm the older one here, I shouldn't be petty. They're just kids who don't know any better. I should move on and forgive- CRIKK* This mother fucker. I'm going to gut him. Also, about me urinating myself? That was Mel's fault. In her moment of bliss, she squirted all over my bottoms. Well, this is one loss I am willing to take I guess, as it was well damn worth it.

I turned back around and ignored the snickers. Refocusing on myself my status appears.

[Asai: Lvl 10]

[Skills unlocked:]

Hide

Able to Vanish from players or monsters that are up to 10 levels higher. [Toggle skill]

Sword and Dagger Mastery

15% boost in Dagger and One Handed Sword damage [Passive]

Upon pondering some more. I think I saw something before passing out. Too bad I was too busy thinking with my dick than with my actual brain. I can't remember exactly the conditions I had achieved to receive a second skill. And, thank god it's a passive so I don't have to figure out how to cast this skill too.

Perhaps it's like that Viking dragon slaying game? With all that roaring and shouting. In said game, you gain experience by killing beasts, and then you cash in the totalled experience to level up by sleeping?

CRIKK* Okay, that fuckface is asking for it. I aggressively turn around ready to jump out of my bedroll and throw fists when I notice Clam sleeping and further beyond his ugly mug is Mel smiling and waving at me in the background. I guess it's her turn for night watch. I clamber out towards her. She pats the space next to her and I welcome myself to her warmth and scent. My dick twitches a little in anticipation. "Not now junior!" I mentally scold my cock. I clear my throat.

"So, what happens now?" I asked

Mel clocks her head to the side. Her eyes filled with curiosity peers towards me. 

"What do you mean what happens now?"

"Lady Mel, please stop answering my questions with questions." She giggles upon hearing my reply.

"Okay, okay. don't get your tools all mixed up. I'm just teasing you a little." She grins. Fuck, how should I approach this. Do I offer to take responsibility and marry her? But I barely know the girl? Do I- Before I could reply, seemingly reading my thoughts as if I carried my heart on my palm. "I guess you don't know much about us adventurers huh?" I quietly nod, eyes urging her to deliver upon me more information. "Well, our career isn't that safe and quite often than not. friends, comrades, and loved ones don't come home with you." I noticed a slight sense of melancholy in her eyes. "And don't worry, there's no ex-lover coming to kill you for tasting me. He didn't make it," She forced a smile across her face. The smile never reached her eyes. I felt my heart tug, I felt sad for her. However, now's the time for me to gather as much information as possible before any other interruptions occur.

"Lady Me-"

"Just Mel, I think we're close enough for that aren't we?" she leaned in closer to me. Fuck, I can see her cleavage from this angle. Is she doing this on purpose? She definitely is!

"Mel, can you teach me more about adventurers? I'll soon be departing from the orphanage and will have to learn the trade by my lonesome if I'm unable to find anyone to guide me." I tried to look into her eyes with a serious glint of mine. Although, here and there my eyes were tugged down and towards her cleavage.

"Sure!" Mel leaned back, the eye candy leaving with her. She seemed to ponder for a moment. Her finger tapped her chin a few times before she blinked twice. "We adventurers become stronger by killing." My eyes widened at this. "And no. Killing other humans is a no no. I don't know how much they taught you at that orphanage but you should at least know of the Gods right?" I nod. "So, us humans were created by the God of wisdom, Loha. The elves were created by the Goddess of beauty Marea, and the Dragonkin, the Dekans were created by Craut. Ahem, anyway, humans killing humans is pointless since you won't get anything. We know this because Godfrey Del Lagos, the current king of Del Lagos had experimented himself, with approval from the council he personally executed a hundred prisoners and he felt no benefit, no increase in strength. And imagine, all those wars we're waged against ourselves, no one became stronger."

"Wait, no one became stronger? what about increase in speed or strength, like say for instance. Muscles? And what about Skills?" 

"Mm, yes you can become stronger by training your muscles, your skill and proficiency with weapons. However it has already been proved by years of study that adventurers who kill the tainted, the monsters across the lands become stronger decisively. The beauty of it is that a person who's killed lets say a hundred monsters could still be slim and sexy but beat men in an arm wrestle, men who train only by fighting against other humans even if their biceps are massive." She grinned. Happy that this world wasn't all about muscles.

"Are there any other ways to gain strength? Power? Like, items or completing quests?"

"No silly, quests from the guild house will reward you with only silver and there are no magical items that can magically make you strong. You can only kill. Don't ask me why, this is what has been ordained by the church."

Mel paused, allowing me to digest this new information. After a while of sorting my thoughts out I believe I can see it in this way. It seems I am a strange anomaly who can gain experience from both quests and monster kills. I can see levels, which I will assume is just the system quantifying people's threat levels for me. No complaints there. Since the people of Ohn can't tell what level I'm at, even if I level up via quests, no one will know and my secret would be safe. I can only imagine how crazy Einhoren would get if they found out I could level up by doing the laundry and dishes...

As I was about to open my mouth to ask another question. Mel suddenly leaned in and gave me a peck. 

"Go to sleep you cutie, lest I eat you up!" she grinned. I obediently went back to my bedroll.

Listening to the campfire crackling gently, the night breeze is calm. my carnal desires sated. I am sleepy...