Chapter 58: Meteor – Part 1

Chapter 58: Meteor – Part 1

We call the maids and they answer quickly.

"What do you wish of us, master Ryder?" Daiana asks and bows.

[Acting] gives me the assurance that I won't screw up my delivery, so I smile and say, "Well... We were talking about compensating Rudita for the inconvenience that we caused, so we thought about at least buying her dinner for her troubles, but we haven't met with her ever since that day, and we were wondering if you could help us with that."

"Hmm... bold," Suelen comments and nods approvingly.

Daiana nods, too, and says, "She enjoys that, but nearly every man that comes here asks her that at one point."

"But she's also always complaining that they're all boring men who overestimate themselves because they buy sex instead of earning it."

Daiana turns to me and smiles smugly. "Well, I see. You might be interesting enough for her, but she can get any magic dick she wants, so don't count on your dick doing all the work for you."

Suelen nods. "Indeed. If she agrees, then you'll need to properly entertain her or all your fame will wash away with the waves."

Feeling just a little pressured, I nod and they gracefully leave.

Tonight is a mix of cuddle time and massages for my sore muscles. Hana breaks me down, then she puts me back together with those big, strong hands. She molds my body like putty, and I bask for a little while longer in the pleasurable pain of well-exercised muscles.

Then I have another long feeding session with Aoi until my mana drops to a low point. After that, I slowly use [Redirect Mana] to refill myself without straining my body.

"I want to make a scar on you," Aoi asks.

"Right, that. Sure, let me put some points into [Pain Resistance] first," I say.

"What?" Roxanne asks, confused, and adjusts her glasses.

"I liked being bitten by that Goros woman, so I want Aoi to give me a scar," I say.

"Really?" Ciel asks, not amused, while Lina and Alissa look at us with a bit of worry.

"Why are you all worried? I'll just [Heal] myself," I say.

"You know that I don't like seeing you being beaten during training," Alissa says and frowns towards Hana, who shrugs and smiles. "But I know there's a reason for that. But this? I just... don't understand it."

"It's just some kinky shit about her leaving a mark on me. If I could, I'd like to give you all a bite scar, too," I say.

"Well, you could do all you want with me. Even leave a bite scar on my face," Hana says, but Alissa and Lina remain skeptical.

"It's like the slave mark you two have," I say and turn Alissa's left palm up, exposing her slave mark: a black circle with my name in the middle.

"But Aoi doesn't own you like you do us," Alissa says.

"But it still makes you happy that you have my name on your skin?"

She nods shyly, making her orange fox ears cutely bob, and says, "But you never let us show it."

"Because I don't want to see anyone treating you worse because you're a slave."

"Well, I have to admit, it has worked well so far," Hana says.

"Then I want to bite you, too," Alissa requests.

"I want to give you a scar on your dick," Hana says.

"Yes, Alissa," I say and smile warmly. Then I turn to the red evil being beside her and yell, "NO, HANA! BAD HANA!"

"Boo...!" Hana boos.

Roxanne frowns. "Yeah, biting is not a thing for us," she awkwardly says.

"Why?" Aoi questions.

She shudders. "A bad history with cannibalism... and sensitive parts are only to be licked, kissed, sucked, and fucked."

"The temple doesn't have anything against it, though," Ciel says.

"Do you want me to not do this?" I ask Roxanne.

"No, no." She shakes her head emphatically. "You can do whatever you want, especially if it's going to be a sexy new scar, but I don't think it's going to be that sexy for me."

I nod and look at the other girls, who shrug.

Then I turn to Aoi and give her the green light. She grows to her big-size and puts her long, sharp fangs against my shoulder. I don't even feel a prickle anymore.

Her fangs sink into my body and I feel just a little "odd" and "wrong." Then Aoi releases me and the feeling fades. Now I only feel even more "odd" and begin to notice the warmth of my own blood escaping from my wounds.

I cast many small [Heal]s to stimulate the growth of scar tissue. It feels ridiculous to me that I can just use [Regeneration] to make the scars vanish if they end up ugly.

My cosmetic surgery ends and I'm left with a small, but perceptible dotted line of scars around my right shoulder.

"Perfect," I say.

"KWEH!" Aoi screams, but in her small-form, having learned to have consideration for our sensitive ears. Then she crawls up to me and licks the small scars repeatedly like an excited dog, tickling me.

Alissa runs her hand along my skin and says, "I prefer actual battle scars, but this one does look cute."

"I'm so happy!" Aoi exclaims and continues licking my skin.

"Hm~...! That's hot," Hana says and starts licking my scars, too, but stops soon after. "Okay, licking them isn't as fun, though."

The other three girls shrug while the golems stare at us with their creepy and unmoving (literally) beady little eyes.

"Scars," Ted starts.

"Tattoos," Suzy continues.

"Piercings,"

"Are all ways of,"

"Becoming more,"

"Aesthetically pleasing,"

"But,"

"They all also have,"

"Complex humanoid reasons,"

"For existing," Suzy finishes.

"'Humanoid reasons'?" I ask, a little amused.

"As much as we try..." Suzy starts.

"There are certain things that, we cannot understand," Ted completes.

"That's fair... I guess," I say and chuckle.

Alissa grabs my right foot and bares her four pointy fangs. "Can I?" She asks.

"Go for it."

She punctures four small dots on the side of my foot and then gives it a few loving kisses.

I try to make my fox tail and ears look more life-like and then I slap Alissa in the face with it. For some reason she gets very annoyed and pushes me down, then she slaps my face with her tail so hard that it actually hurts.

"Ow! Was that a whip or a tail?" I ask.

"D-don't slap me again like that," she warns me and turns away in huff, then I see her face starts to redden very quickly.

"So, it wasn't Katasko?" I ask.

"The nobles of the empire are shady and cunning, but they aren't brutal murderers," Ciel says.

"Not even Darean would be able to hire such powerful mercenaries. Only the imperial army or a powerful lord's private army would have the mages to cast four [Meteor]s," Hana says.

"Only if the Gods are dead would the imperial army be infiltrated by the heretics," Ciel says and clenches her fist in rising anger. "Not even the heretics of Bestiaram are known to be so powerful! They are sneaky, backstabbing shit-stirrers, but they don't have the power to go against even a single Bestiaram king's army! Let alone come all the way here to level an inn in less than a minute!" She pummels the dirt with her fist.

"Were we even their actual target?" Lina asks and we go silent. After a few seconds, she continues, "They didn't use a [Gate] 'scrubber' to block us from escaping or even try to take out Wolfy's Hollys. Because of that, we had plenty of time to run out of the inn if we didn't try to put on our armor. And even if they had a scrubber, we would've had enough time to escape the main blast zone if we jumped out of the windows after the spell was cast."

Alissa frowns and says, "There were quite a few 'odd' people that gave off the air of shady nobles. It wouldn't surprise me if there were people with questionable backgrounds staying there."

"But the vision-..." I start.

And Alissa interrupts me, her anger flaring up again, "Told us about a far away battle with an unknown foe. The person with the brown eyes could be some spirit or someone we haven't met yet. We could even meet them again if that person was watching us and knows that we escaped the inn alive."

"Your mother was spying on us even without us knowing. Not every spy can be caught by the Hollys," Lina says.

We go silent again and I start putting on my armor, then I store the crates and pull out the armored dinghy.

I breathe in and turn to the girls. My heart is burning with pain, but my mind is clear. "We have to meet with Confiel immediately. We might have lost quite a lot of our bargaining power, but we need someone powerful as an ally. These heretics aren't people that we can fight with the power we have right now. Agreed?"

They all nod.

"Then let's go. We stayed for too long in an area that we're not really sure is safe."

Roxanne flies us towards Goloria while half of us try to get some sleep.

A fruitless endeavor since nobody would be able to sleep after this nightmare.

The fires are brought under control by the quick-response unit and when the rest of the guards come, the fire is finally pushed back and fully extinguished.

The inn is a complete wreck. It burned to the ground.

I try to watch and see if they found any survivors, but when they begin to pull the bodies out of the wreckage, I start crying again and dismiss all Hollys and Shads I had in Goldport.

Klein might end up hearing about this when she reaches the next town, but since my three summons are still with them, she knows that at least I'm alive.

Near dawn, we have to avoid a squadron of elves rushing on Gatuns and wagons towards Goldport. We'd rather not be seen leaving Goldport so that we won't raise suspicion.

Soon after that, we have to avoid a squadron of Templars that are also coming from Goloria. Their armor is polished until it shines, but if you look closer, you can see how it's full of scratches. These are the Punishers, an order of Templars specialized in hunting heretics. Their armor is a symbol of their dedication. A declaration that nothing will stop them and that the things that can make a dent on them only leave mere scratches on their armor.

After dawn, we enter the High Forest again and Roxanne switches with Ciel. The tiredness finally starts to take me and I get some sleep, but it's frequently interrupted by having to avoid monsters or other humanoids along the road.

We stop for breakfast and I manage to take a nap. Then I wake up to the smell of fried fish and sweet not-mango juice. Apparently, Alissa's homeland has tons of not-mangos called Chapefruit and they export a lot of them to the tropical areas because of how refreshing they are.

The meal is mostly silent since even Gify isn't eating with much enthusiasm.

I find comfort in Alissa's ears and Aoi's scales. My skin starts to feel slightly irritated from all the petting, but it's my coping mechanism.

"How's Klein?" Hana asks.

I smile as I focus on the bird's view. "Already back to being chipper as usual. She's talking to Laertes right now."

"Ah! Already cheating on you!" Hana hits her fist on the table, then smiles.

I chuckle. "They are discussing the idea of using the summoner's scouting birds as target practice."

"Summons have much slower reaction times than the original monsters and animals," Alissa says.

"Hm," Hana grunts and nods. "They likely aren't stressed out and overly-aware from surviving for so long in the wild, so of course they wouldn't behave the same."

"What about Osaria?" Ciel asks.

"Training the bird to do some tricks and teaching it how to be more 'life-like,'" I answer with a wry smile.

"Right, isn't she masturbating for you every day?" Hana asks and raises a red eyebrow.

"Not every day..."

Ciel facepalms and chuckles. "You might want to split your body into two so you can seduce twice as many women," she says and sighs.

"Create a summon that's a second you, then you can have as many wives as your mana will let you," Alissa says and her tail wags excitedly.

"The world deserves some of your love, but only some," Hana says and her feet start to rub on my crotch.

"And the original will only be ours," Lina says and her little legs wrap around my calf.

As long as we are together, everything will be okay.

I pull down my pants and the Penis Monster makes a second appearance.

I'll never be able to forget this day. There are dangerous people out there hunting for us and we need to prepare.

I swear. One day, we'll avenge the Innocent Nymph.

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