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Tavern dining area

Asai was now seated upon the same seat as yesterday. Enjoying his breakfast which was simple chicken soup and bread. The man was starting to worry that he was becoming too reliant on alcohol. So, he started to enjoy coffee with his meal instead. He could only sigh and blame the skill [Alcoholic] Realising that not all skills were good. Thinking about skills, he decided now would be the optimal time to check.

[Nympho]

Ignite strong sexual urges within target [Passive]

"..."

"Well... That's not good. If having [Alcoholic] makes me desire alcohol more without me realising, and [Masochist] makes me enjoy pain... How would [Nympho] effect me? Fuck."

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Asai observed the barmaid who was happily receiving orders. "She's more dangerous than I thought-"

"-Excuse me, may I sit here?"

Asai glanced up to see a woman... "Ah, the archer from yesterday. I thought it was a man..." Asai nodded.

"My name's Chloe and um here's your sword back, and thank you for saving my life yesterday! May I buy you a drink as thanks?"

"I'm trying to abstain from alcohol though, so at best. Coffee only." She nodded, happy to repay her debt. Asai decided to look closer.

[Chloe: Lvl 12] "Black long hair tied into a ponytail. Sharp eyes, small nose, and pointy ears? An elf?" Catching him staring at her ears from under hood, she decided to reveal herself.

"If you're wondering, I'm a half elf. A elf raped my mother you see and then disappeared. My mother was an adventurer and just like her, I am one too! Simple. Now, it's your turn. Introduce yourself please." "Why do you look so excited?"

"I am Duke Asai Trichia. My territory is north of Einhoren. I'm currently here waiting for my knights to arrive, before I shall swiftly depart for Ahkma Cave's dungeon." Expecting her to act just like everyone else, with all the bowing and over-politeness. Asai was surprised when she grinned.

"A mighty duke huh? Well Mr Duke. Thank you for saving my life. And if you're the duke, then I must be a princess. The damsel in distress."

"Ah, she doesn't believe me." Asai did a quick inspection on himself. Full leather gear, no jewellery, just 100% optimal efficiency for combat. "I really don't look like a duke huh?"

"But say, Mr Duke, if you're going to attack a dungeon. Can I join you?" Asai quickly approved. In one half of his mind, she was too low level to be travelling with him. The other half, he remembered he could easily boost her and carry her levels up. And, as an adventurer, if she were to desire it. The skill he could potentially obtain from her would be better than a common woman who has never seen battle.

"Alright, you can join me once my party members arrive. However, are you sure you have enough arrows to last an entire dungeon?"

She nodded whilst pulling out a plain dagger. "I also have this as back up." "Sure, I guess. I have plenty of munitions in my [Inventory] if she needs it anyway."

"Okay, good to have you in my party." Asai reached his hand out to shake hers. When she did so, his attention was drawn elsewhere. "Her eyes! I saw mana!"

"Hey Chloe, after this meal. How about we have a little spar? So I can see how good you are."

"Oh? You think I can't handle you? I'll have you know! I only got swarmed by those imps because I ran out of arrows! If I had more, I definitely would've been fine." Chloe smirked. Confident in herself.

"Okay, how about we bet on something?"

"You're on Mr Duke!"

Asai was inspecting her gears. She was revealing much more than he would like. Her leather boots only covered up to her shins. Whilst her shorts were hidden under her tunic. If Asai won, he would make her wear one of his Military Lolita uniforms. Confident that his uniform would provide better protection than her current fit.

Needless to say, Chloe had her ass handed down to her.

The man literally spanked her into submission before forcing his choice of uniform upon her. 

At first, she was afraid it would be something indecent, but the more she looked at it, the more she moved in it. 

The more she loved the new gears. Whilst Robin's fit was made from cloth and linen, for extreme comfort. Chloe's was made with a more durable material, tougher hides and skins.

Thus, Chloe now fitted in with the group aesthetic of black, white and grey.

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