Chapter 27: Discord Amongst Companions
Expecting to lead his party to the adventurer's guild to let them know that the minotaur quest was done, Raven was back at the Boartooth to get everyone ready. However, to his surprise, walking down the upper floor corridor, he ran into Mel leaning against his room's door. Noticing him as well, the elven archer picked herself up and walked up close to the dark mage.
"Where the hell have you been?" She asked, her face contorted in anger.
She'd obviously been waiting a long time which fouled her mood further.
"Forget that, where's everyone else? I need you guys to come with me and report to the guild that the minotaurs are all dead," frowning at Raven's words, Mel took a step back and just looked at him confounded.
"What do you mean, dead?" She asked, unsure if she'd heard him right.
"I killed them what else?" Having already gotten used to the fact that he'd slaughtered those minotaurs, Raven didn't realize just how absurd that sounded to Mel.
"Wait wait wait..." Blinking her eyes like a puppet, it took a moment for the elf to even think of what to say. "The entire cave, you mean to tell me you got rid of every single minotaur in there?"
Finally realizing how it must've felt for Mel, Raven let out a mocking scoff to shamelessly stroke his own ego.
"Yeah, all it took was a few scrolls and some good connections," stepping closer and closer, he reached for her face, trying to touch her by the chin his hand was instantly slapped away by Mel. "That's why I told you that I would be a better leader, you know it, but I'll give you time to accept it all."
A bit disgusted by his attempt to touch her, Mel pushed Raven a few steps away from her body. Glaring at him with her teeth gritted shut, she was reminded of why she hated him so much. A self-obsessed egotist, capable of anything he'd put his mind to–something she thought to be Raven's doom.
'You'll fail one day or another you bastard, and when that time comes, I'll enjoy it as much as I can.' About to complain about the voices leaking from his room every night, Mel's lips parted to speak but were forced shut the moment Aria and Erica climbed up the stairs behind Raven.
"Oi," grabbing Raven from behind, Aria turned him around to face her. "What the hell are you spreading around town, when did we ever defeat the minotaurs?"
"Fuck me, what kind of predicament is this?" Aria cursed.
Moving a step forward, she looked into Mino's eyes. Shaking her head, she simply shoved her back into Raven's arms.
"If she'd fighting with us, then fuck, sure let her live," upon hearing Aria's words, the other two instantly tried to interject, hushing them with her fingers however, Aria kept talking. "But the moment she crosses a line, it's my fist and that ringed nose of hers."
And to that nobody could dissent, except of course the Hero, but since he was nowhere to be seen that problem hasn't come just yet.
"T-thanks...I'll do my best to help," Although her heart bled to bow to other species, the minotaur queen–knowing that her life was on the line, faked compliance.
Sending her back into the bracelet by spanking her ass, Raven had the other either curling their fist in annoyance or looking away in shame.
"Damn it...That was probably the girl from last night," said Mel to herself, not realizing that the others could hear her as well.
"Oh, you guys can hear that?" Unaware that the noise was a problem, Raven looked at her with a look of pure confusion.
"YES!" Screamed all the girls, half embarrassed and half enraged.
Although to Raven it only sounded like praise. Smiling his dastardly smile, he moved on from the topic to get them all to accompany them to the guild. Picking up Amdeith from his room as well, the entire party was finally on their way to earn back their rank.
'After that comes the boring part, waiting for the king to summon us...And then comes revenge against that damned murderer who killed Darius's finance.' Planning everything inside his head, he began focusing on the only hard part, waiting.
'Sex and the Succubus' Maze it is!' He thought, smirking at the thought of at least a few more days of pure ecstasy.