Chapter 5: Booze And Her Body

Chapter 5: Booze And Her Body

Surrounded by curious adventurers and those simply delighting over the events of the day, Raven laughed and cackled while being showered with questions and praised. Even amongst fellow adventurers, the hero wasn't exactly liked. After all, anytime they accompanied him on a mission, all credit would be hogged by him.

But now, with the rumor about his spreading like wildfire, they finally had the revenge they'd been dreaming of every day.

"Here have more wine and tell me what happened again!" Slamming a barrel of wine by the collection of tables, a dwarven warrior tried to bribe Raven to retell him what had happened. "And how the fuck did you smack that bugger outta the damned window, that too butt cheek naked!"

Grinning sheepishly through his ginger beard, he slammed his fist into the top of the barrel before gesturing to the demi-fox receptionist to pour it out for everyone. Already drunk on wine, Raven wasted no time to retell the story–although leaving the portrait and jerking off out of the picture, he told them everything they needed to know.

"Goddess' chosen, my ass!" Bursting into laughter, the very same dwarf joined the others crowding around their new hero over the clustered tables. "With that puny nip on his bud, I doubt he would be the choice of even the cheapest harlot ahaha!"

"Y-you shouldn't say that about the h-hero..." Mumbled the demi-fox receptionist as she poured Raven yet another jug of wine.

Visibly discomforted by the whole thing, she wanted the blasphemous chatter to be over with. But standing beside Raven while he playfully caressed her sides, her mind and body were slowly being injected with doubt. Feeling more numbed by the second, she rubbed her thighs together to contain the tingling under her stomach.

"Lighten up, Moxy!" This time, however, as she tried to hand over the filled jug to Raven, he pulled her in his lap.

A moment of awkward silence lingered following her question, but with a roar, everyone burst into laughter. Muffling his laughs behind sealed lips, Raven shook his head trying to contain the hilarity of the question. The woman, however, didn't like her question being mocked with a laugh. Thus, smacking her fist on the table, she made it crumble.

"NO!" Moxy cried, seeing her property being destroyed.

But ignored completely, everyone went silent. Known for her brutality, Helga–was one of the most feared adventurers. However, as she was often only seen in action by a handful people tend to underestimate her.

"I need to know! That damned hero promised me he'll marry my girls once they turn into adults!" She howled, her short blonde bangs fluttering in rage before her eyes. Peering from behind them with her ocean-blue eyes, her armor clanked some more as she crushed the mug in her hand. "Tell me!"

"How the hell would I know?" Rolling his eyes, Raven couldn't care less if she and the hero had made a promise. Besides from what he knew of that exchange between the two, Hero never really agreed to it and Helga simply forced the choice on him. "He's a spineless virgin who can't even confess to his crush, and I'm the straightest goddamn arrow hunting for the tightest most beautiful holes, so if you wanna know try him yourself!"

"What?!" Surprised by the answer, Helga's mind froze up trying to digest what she'd just been told. Being not only one of the most powerful but the tallest, most muscular beauties at the edge of her primes, she'd never been spoken to in that way.

"Ahhh, you ruin my mood, I'm heading off!" Getting up from his seat, Raven grabbed a pitcher of wine and left for his room upstairs.

Watching him head off as his crude words settled in, a strange feeling came over Helga–and then came a smile. Nobody had spoken to her like that in decades, and being told to essentially shut up revitalized a dead flame in her heart.

'Forget the hero, I need him for my daughters!' She thought, although in her mind she wanted a test ride as well.