Chapter 50: Rest – Part 1

Chapter 50: Rest – Part 1

I look at Roxanne questioningly and she merely glances at me with her strained grin and taps the horse again. I shrug and quickly scan the girls to see if anyone is discontent. I notice that they're mostly just confused.

"Lay down," I tell my monster of a horse.

It scoffs in annoyance but obeys. I mount it and extend my hand to Osaria so she can mount it, too. The horse realizes what I'm doing and neighs a mocking laugh.

Osaria sits in front of me while I hold her curvy body at the waist. She's giving off an intoxicating fragrance that reminds me of wine.

"Get up," I tell the horse and I can easily imagine it rolling its eyes as it obeys.

Her clothing is the usual not-bikini with a few thin strips of cloth hanging freely, which means that most of her skin is exposed. One of my hands holds her waist and touches her exposed skin, while the other cups her cheek. Her skin is just as soft as the girls', proof that she also uses the same skincare products as we do.

I cast [Regeneration] and watch her hair grow back in real-time.

"Oh, this feels so good. Can you use it on my eye, too? It feels stronger than my own [Regeneration] magic tool."

"Sure."

She moans softly and closes her eyes. She holds my arm that's currently wrapped around her waist and caresses the back of my hand. Roxanne watches us with interest and a little anxiety and Lina seems to be quite amused.

Osaria touches her budding hair and sighs, then she looks at Roxanne and says, "You make me wish that I had used one of these." She points to Roxanne's padded coif.

"Yeah, they are kind of good at protecting me, but nibbling Skritters, it looks so drab," Roxanne says pokes with her coif with disinterest.

"Oh, you don't have to tell me. It would look horrible on me, but you look quite good in it."

"Really?" Roxanne smiles and brims with happiness.

"Yes, your outfit doesn't let it stand out. But my clothes..." She grabs a strip of cloth hanging from her arm. "Do not mix well with headgear."

Roxanne becomes absent-minded as happiness clouds her mind.

As we warmly observe the airhead, Osaria notices the scar on my left wrist. "Did you lose your hand once?" She asks, softly.

"Yes. I prefer to keep the scars to remind myself to not grow overconfident," I say.

"Even the cute one on your cheek?" Her tone turns cheeky.

"That one gave me a point in 'Charisma.' I'm not gonna heal it."

"It sure gives you some charm." She tries to get herself more comfortable in her seat by driving her ass deeper into my crotch.

"Have you seen the scars on his chest? Those look even manlier," Klein says.

"Oh? You have to show them to me sometime," Osaria says in a sultry tone that turns softer. "But what caused them? Certainly nothing good; you look far more experienced than your face shows."

"That was the Symbol of Hate," Alissa says.

Roxanne cringes and touches her belly.

"I don't think I'm familiar with it," Osaria says.

Alissa recites our battle with the creature.

"My, oh my. You are all full of surprises," Osaria says with a chuckle.

Oh, please say "ara ara."

"I can attest to that," Klein says.

Her silky silver hair starts to bunch up in my hand, allowing me to feel its texture. It's just like Roxanne's or Ciel's, but it's less shiny due to the lack of hair products, a small shame.

She softly guides my hand so I don't hold her waist so strongly anymore and she slowly inches it upwards. She then leans back onto me more and our heads touch.

"If not for Ciel's healing, I would still be unconscious and drowning in anesthetics. I owe both of you quite a lot. You can ask me for anything," she says.

Ciel waves her hand and says, "It's nothing, we are ju-..."

"Anything...?" I ask in a whisper.

Ciel rolls her eyes and shakes her head, but smiles.

"Oh, my, Mr. Ryder. What are you thinking of asking of me, a pure, innocent, and kind widow?" Osaria asks in a sultry tone.

"There are a few things that I want, Osaria. If you wish to truly repay me, surely you can imagine what they are," I answer in the same tone.

Her tone turns overly dramatic. "You save me from pain just to inflict it again?"

I go ham on the cheesy "seducer." "Is it really pain if you will enjoy it thoroughly?"

"You think too highly of yourself."

"I made Klein and Hana weak in their legs with pleasure. I can easily do the same to you."

She gasps and her tone turns fearful. "So you really want to defile me."

"What else would a man like me want from a woman like you? It is a Sin to not defile you."

She gasps again and Lina stifles a chuckle.

"Is that what you do to women, Mr. Ryder? Defile their bodies and consume their purity. You use them like sex toys and make them addicted to your thick rod, just so you can throw them away. Then you wait until they come crawling back, begging for more?"

That's a little too specific.

I look around and notice that Lina and Klein avoid looking me in the eyes. Alissa, on the other hand, is staring at us with a manic smile.

"He does that to me all the time. Use me, then abuse me. But I'm a slave in body, soul, and pussy. I belong solely to him," Alissa says, almost fanatical.

"Do you see how happy she is about being my fuck toy?" I ask and point to Alissa. "I can give you so much pleasure that no other man could ever dream of getting close."

"After how savagely he took me for my first time, I would willingly choose to become his slave if I was free," Hana says.

I'm not sure how much is role-play and how much is honesty.

"You make it hard to say no to you, Mr. Ryder... or rather, Enemy of Women," Osaria says in a sharp tone. She turns to the side so she can stare at me narrow-eyed

Oh please, no! Even if we are playing around I don't want that title.

I scoff. "Enemy? Why would I be an 'enemy' when women willingly shackle themselves to my cock?"

"You are asking for my dignity, Mr. Ryder. Besides Rande, it's all I have left."

"Give me your dignity and I will give you happiness."

"Is your cock that magical?"

"Literally."

She chuckles in a lady-like way. "I don't think that was a joke."

I kiss her neck and push my soul through my lips, making her get goosebumps.

"How else do you explain so many women gathering around me? If it's not magical then call it 'miraculous,'" I say in a low whisper.

Her single red eye stares at me with mischief. "How will I punish you if you lie to me?"

"You can tell everyone I have a small dick, which would be a lie, by the way."

She chuckles again and slaps my cheek softly. "But then you would have already defiled me."

"It is a risk you will have to take."

She pushes my hand up and I cup her juicy breast. Not as soft as Ciel's, but a delicious feeling nonetheless. I look at my brown angel and give her a cheeky smile. She pouts and pushes up her chest more, though, it's not very effective due to her armor.

"Make me scream your name," she says in a serious tone.

I push my soul out a bit from my hand on her breast and she inhales deeply.

"Is that a challenge?"

"It's the minimum I ask for. If I wanted another failure, I would lay with the caravan guards."

I nod and we dismount. Osaria turns to me and hugs me tight. I drown in her dark breasts and feel the pleasant scent of her perfume waft over me with a hint of sweat.

"I would love to continue this, but I have to work. So, how about we meet up tonight and have some dinner?" She says with her usual sultry and happy tone.

I regretfully regain the ability to breathe and glance at Osaria. I notice that her wounded eye is less cloudy and a faint red of her iris can be seen. Then I look over at Klein.

"The Canto Ornado is a good restaurant for dinner," she says and smiles softly, but it quickly fades. "I'm sorry, but I'll stay with my dad tonight."

"I'll come to see you in the morning," I say and give her a kind smile.

Klein's tail undulates faster with excitement and she smiles shyly. "Thank you... ah! Go to the Levesomno Inn, it should satisfy your, uh... preferences." She smiles again and awkwardly scratches her monkey ear.

Osaria seems a little surprised and happy at the fact that we can afford Klein's suggestions.

Hana grabs Klein and gives her a kiss on the lips. "See you tomorrow," she says in a slightly sad tone.

Klein nods and becomes more chipper. "You bet! Tomorrow we should all explore the town!"

I give Klein a gentle kiss too and we start walking away, but then I hurry on with the girls. The sooner we make ourselves scarce, the better. The guards will likely be questioned and the worst thing that could happen to us is if someone gets suspicious and orders us to answer questions under a Seeker of Truth. A single question could fuck us up, which is why most nobles avoid these Agents, but also why they rely on them in times of need.

"So, who has the better breasts?" Hana asks with a smirk.

"Yours are the best to use as a pillow, Ciel's are the softest, Osaria's are definitely delicious, but I can't rank them above either of yours," I say.

"Without any hesitation," Roxanne comments.

"He knows his breasts," Alissa says with a chuckle.

Lina feels like she wants to comment but ends up keeping quiet while her ears turn red.

This town was the first settlement ever "grown" by the elves. While the other towns prefer grid planning and simple buildings, Goloria is as creative as it gets with many ramps up and down; patches of levels at different heights; crooked buildings; abstract buildings; random public parks sprinkled everywhere; snaking roads; and labyrinthine urban planning.

It's beautiful, but it's also a pain to navigate around.

Gih!

Snob.

I soon realize that the elves are spying on us again. Without the mist, they have to resort to spying on us behind our backs. Through Holly, I see that they are very curious about the ruined leather on mine and Alissa's pants.

We reach the Levesomno Inn as the sky turns orange. A dark blue circular building dotted with small crystals that give off a faint shine, mimicking the view on the way to the Pillar. The overall shape kind of looks like a huge wooden mushroom with the way the upper floors are bigger than the lower ones.

A proto-butler elf greets us neutrally. The jingle of a few gold coins is enough to make him become very friendly.

We immediately head to the bath. Once we enter, we hear the instantly calming sound of running water. Large glass tubes come out of the ground like huge roots and glow lightly as the water flows through them.

After I lower myself into the water, I'm suddenly lifted up and sandwiched between Roxanne and Hana.

"I'm gonna fuck both of you, real hard," Hana says with a low growl.

Roxanne smiles mischievously and says, "That's her way of saying 'I love you.'"

"No, that's my way of saying 'I'm gonna fuck both of you.'"

"You are only this aggressive because we got hurt," I say.

"Well, yes."

"And you like to fuck those you love," Roxanne adds.

"Yes..." Hana pouts in annoyance at us.

"So you know what this means."

"I got worried and now I want some skinship..." Hana admits with a sigh.

"You also looked very guilty when you hugged Klein," I say softly.

"Hard not to, considering how wounded Anton and Klein got."

"It's not solely our fault, Hana. Someone fed information to Dawn of Fire about us, but the main targets were still the nobles," Ciel says.

"I know..." Hana looks down and sighs. "But I still feel really bad. People died, and Klein is not like us; she doesn't want any of that bullshit with nobility or to get involved with our 'destiny.'"

I get an idea. "After this is all done and we become nobles, do you think we can have Klein retire and serve us? Not like, follow us into danger, but just be a guard in our estate or something when we buy one."

Hana lights up. "Oh! She could marry my brother and they could both serve us as something like knights."

I cringe a little. "Wouldn't it be too awkward to have your brother marry a woman I dominated like that?" I ask.

I was preparing myself to take responsibility for my relationship with Klein.

Hana scoffs. "He can suck it if he doesn't like it. We can even train Klein to become his little personal cum extractor, so he won't have anything to complain about."

"If they're happy, then it's fine. Maybe we can even have Wolfy show him how to properly break a woman," Alissa says and smiles.

"Uh... I'm not letting him see any of you naked," I say.

"It doesn't have to be one of us. You can still fuck Klein," Hana says.

I raise my eyebrows as high as they can go. "Fuck his wife in front of him?"

Hana chuckles. "Maybe you can double-team her together. It would give her something to brag over us."

"You are serious?" I turn to Hana so I can look her in the eye.

"What? Is it different on Earth?"

"Yes..."

"Is my fetish that unusual?" Alissa asks innocently.

"Kind of." I cringe again.

"How boring," she says and blows some bubbles.

"I may be wet with water but I'm getting dry down there," Roxanne says with an annoyed pout.

"Right, time to break you," Hana says with a snort.

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