[Fantasy] Divine Capital (Book) - 7-9

Chapter 6.

Blackhis reached out and tore off a large piece of Fey's skirt, then grabbed the girl by the neck and dragged her to a large rock nearby. Fey was pale from the intense suffocation, but her body was too weak to resist. Blackhis used the shards of the skirt to tie Fey's hands to a torch post, then began to admire his handiwork with satisfaction.

After taking a few deep breaths, Fey barely regained her senses. She stared at Blackhis, without pleading or fear, only deep disgust and despair.

"Good eyes... very good..."

Blackhis lewdly laughed, "Do you know what I do every time I see eyes like that? I'll fuck you, you bitch, until you beg for mercy! Hahahaha!"

As he laughed, Fey suddenly kicked Blackhis in the stomach. If she had been a little lower, his manhood would probably have been ruined. But her bound position prevented her from kicking that spot.

Blackhis was kicked back a step, a flash of murderous intent crossing his eyes, but he quickly laughed again.

“Don’t rush, we can enjoy this slowly.”

As he spoke, he suddenly pressed down on Fey’s long, fair thigh, and a powerful electric current erupted from his hand.

“Aaaaaah!”

Fey screamed in agony, her body convulsing on the stone platform. Her stockings were burned with holes, and her eyes were glazed over with pain.

Black Heath gripped her chin, his scarlet tongue licking Fey’s pale cheeks like a hungry wolf. Fey tried to pull her head away from his grasp in disgust, tears welling in her eyes.

His hand slipped inside Fey’s armor, kneading her delicate breasts wantonly.

“No… don’t be so rough… it hurts…”

Fey gritted her teeth, letting out a barely audible sound. Her cheeks and body flushed an alluring cherry red, and her bare shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Blackhis used his rough fingers to toy with Fey's nipples, causing Fey's breathing to become increasingly rapid, until she let out a mournful cry like a deer. Blackhis thoroughly enjoyed this pitiful music, then suddenly squeezed.

"Ahhh! It hurts...it hurts so much...let go...let go!"

Blackhis laughed loudly, then reached behind Fey, unfastened her breastplate, and ripped it off her body.

The girl couldn't help but sob in grievance, her upper body completely exposed to the air. To my surprise, every inch of her skin glowed with a cherry-red hue, filled with a desire to violate her in the dim firelight.

Blackhis was stunned for a few seconds by the sight before him, then began to breathe rapidly and nauseatingly.

"I think I've found some treasure..."

He ran his fingertips from Fey's collarbone down to her navel, and Fey shuddered with his movement.

The girl's eyes were gray, and large tears began to slide down her cheeks. The shame made her bite her lip until it bled.

Blackhis slipped his hand between Fey's legs and rubbed it a couple of times.

"Ugh...no...no..."

the girl cried out.

"Yes, you'll soon be flying to heaven with pleasure, and then you'll thank me."

He ripped off her black panties. Her delicate lips, like her entire body, were cherry red, a narrow slit. Blackhis caressed them like a precious jewel, sliding his fingers between her labia.

Fey struggled violently, crying and squeezing her thighs together to prevent his fingers from defileing her sacred area. This action aroused Blackhis's interest again. He pressed on Fey's lower abdomen and injected a powerful electric current.

"Ugh...ugh...ahhhhhhh!"

The girl's body jolted upwards, screaming like a helpless white swan.

Blackhis laughed, repeatedly assaulting the girl's fragile body with electric current. Fey's delicate body arched again and again, her slender waist as if about to be broken by immense force. She cried out, then collapsed helplessly back onto the stone.

The final electric shock left Fey with her delicate, rosy neck arched, like a white swan being strangled, utterly speechless. After falling, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted, clear saliva dribbling from her mouth, flowing down to the stone beside her cheek.

"So fragile..."

Heath inserted two fingers into Fey's mouth, wantonly playing with her pink tongue while she was unconscious. His fingers swirled the slippery saliva, gliding her tongue around inside her mouth.

Using this slippery surface, Heath began to tease the delicate mounds on her chest again. He played with them for a while, then pinched and pulled at the buds with his fingertips.

"Ugh... ah..."

Fey slowly awoke from the pain of this action.

"Welcome back to the game... I thought you were a pure woman, but I didn't expect you to get so wet after just a little play."

Blackhis touched Fey's delicate lips a few times, then showed the girl the silvery strands of love juice that were pulled between his fingers. "So lewd..."

"Waaah... I... I'm not... Waaah... No..."

The girl cried out in great distress and humiliation.

"Whether you're really lewd or not, I'll show you now."

Blackhis slowly slid his hand over Fey's smooth abdomen, then pressed his fingers against her vulva.

"Ah... Ah... You... What are you going to do..."

Fey's whole body began to tremble with fear.

"I'm going to do this..."

As soon as Blackhis finished speaking, an electric current shot from his fingertips straight into the girl's most tender part. Fey let out an unimaginable scream, her whole body trembling at an alarming speed.

"Ahhh... Ahhhh! There... I can't take it anymore! Stop it!"

A clear stream gushed out from the girl's urethra. Fey lost control of her bladder under the intense electric shock. She cried and struggled, but couldn't stop her body from collapsing.

"Ahhh! Don't look! Please don't look! Greedy Wolf, don't look at me! Ahhh! Don't look at me!"

Heath stopped the electric shock, and the girl fell heavily back onto the rock, but the stream between her legs continued to flow. The girl completely broke down. She squeezed her almost completely numb legs together, crying out in shameful sobs. Urine soaked her thighs, then flowed down her shapely, slender calves, dripping into the puddles below.

"You've already lost control of your bladder before even penetrating me. It's hard to find such a lewd woman in the world."

Heath continued to insult the angelic girl with vulgar language while roughly tearing apart her legs. The girl had used all her strength to keep her legs closed under the continuous onslaught of electricity, and she was completely powerless to resist his actions.

But a bone spear suddenly pierced through Heath's side from behind.

He stumbled back several steps, clutching the wound in his stomach. I didn't want to give him any chance to retaliate, so I charged at him with all my might.

Being able to use "Nirvana" was already my limit; the magic circle required to draw a high-level "Nirvana" had almost drained all the magic and power I had just recovered. But I could still move, at least enough to stop the atrocities he was about to commit. I was thankful that I could do something before Fey was deeply injured.

Seeing me rush towards him, fear appeared in Blackhis's eyes for the first time. He didn't resist at all, but instead clutched his wound and fled like a madman. I couldn't catch up with him at all, and could only watch helplessly as he disappeared into the end of the passage, leaving a large trail of blood.

I turned around, rushed to Fey's side, and cut the cloth binding her wrists with a single stroke.

"Don't look at me... please... don't look at me..."

the girl cried, and hearing that voice made my heart ache terribly. I swore to myself that I would kill Blackhis, even if the entire Dreams hunted me down.

I turned my head away, saying nothing. Because at this moment, saying anything was meaningless; those so-called comforting words were just the self-righteous nonsense of the comforter.

The girl sobbed behind me, putting her armor back on. But her skirt was torn, revealing charred stockings and a large expanse of her pale thigh. Her underwear was also ripped and unwearable.

Fey cried as she pulled off the torn stockings, wiping the water from her legs. All I wanted to do was hold her tight, to give her some strength.

Slowly, she stopped crying. We sat back to back, neither of us speaking; the cave was silent.

I felt increasingly uneasy, because waiting like this would only lead to more danger. If Blackheart returned with his men, we would have little chance of effective resistance.

"It's time to go..."

I said.

"...Mmm..."

the girl responded softly, but didn't stand up with me.

"What's wrong?"

I asked as gently as possible.

"...My legs...are numb and I can't move..."

I knew very well how many times she had been tormented by electric shocks; it was a disaster for a girl.

"I'll carry you."

I tried my best to keep my tone neutral, afraid of hurting her further.

"...No...my legs are...very dirty..."

she whimpered, her head bowed.

I didn't waste any more words, but instead knelt in front of her, exposing my back. "Get on, don't be afraid."

After waiting for a good ten seconds, a pair of slender arms reached over my shoulders from behind. I laboriously reached down to her skirt, carefully using the hem to support her as I lifted her up. Fortunately, Black Heath had only torn the front of her skirt; with her body pressed against me, no one could tell she wasn't wearing underwear.

I glanced at her; Fey's eyes were swollen from crying, and her face was terribly pale. When I turned my head, she quickly turned her face away, and I only saw a tear stain on her cheek.

Such a strong and sunny girl, ravaged like this by a guy with a dark heart... If I could go back to the time when Ashwick raped women, I think I would definitely stop him.

The girl's warm, wet breath gently caressed my neck, making me somewhat lost in thought. Fey wasn't heavy at all; even with the greatsword and breastplate, she probably only weighed about sixty kilograms, so carrying her wasn't difficult after using a little energy.

I silently carried Fey, and then at a fork in the road, I found a Rayout symbol left by someone, along with an arrow hidden in the emblem. The guild's intricate symbol was drawn with exquisite detail; no one could draw it to that extent without comparing it to their own emblem. And without the emblem for comparison, the extra arrow wouldn't be noticeable.

Following similar symbols, we finally reunited with our companions.

When I saw figures, I deliberately crouched down to hide, but I quickly recognized Melfis and Fronburn. It seemed those two were much luckier than us.

"I thought you guys would never make it,"

Melfis laughed, drawing a symbol on the ground, then a hidden magic circle flickered and disappeared. It seemed he hadn't just sat there waiting.

"Fey, are you alright?"

Fronburn immediately rushed over when he saw us.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury,"

I said expressionlessly. Fey nodded slightly in agreement.

"I'll carry you!"

Fronburn approached, trying to grab Fey's arm.

"No... Greedy Wolf can carry me..."

Fey quickly refused.

Fronburn glanced at me with a hint of doubt and displeasure, then said nothing more.

"Sigh... it seems we'll have to handle the rest of the fighting,"

Melfis scoffed, then walked ahead.

"How much further?"

I asked.

"Almost there. There'll be a portal near the mechanism; it'll take us directly back to the nearest town. Beautiful lady, can your injury hold out for a while?"

Fey nodded to him. Melfis also noticed Fey's sudden change in demeanor, but wisely refrained from asking further.

During the rest of the journey, we encountered high-level phantom beasts, and Melfis and Fronburn took turns killing them all.

More than an hour later, we arrived at Melfis's destination. Melfis stood before a stone wall engraved with magical runes, excitedly beginning to solve the puzzle.

My arms were aching terribly, trembling uncontrollably from exhaustion. Reaching this limit truly tests one's willpower; I felt that even fighting a group of high-level magical beasts one-on-one would be better than this constant arm-wrestling. But I couldn't do that.

Fey clearly felt my violently shaking arms—not a slight tremor, but a violent, motor-like shudder. If it weren't for the dim firelight, someone would have clearly seen her bouncing up and down on my back.

So when I saw the portal, it was like seeing a savior.

"Melfis~" I called out, but he seemed oblivious, absorbed in the magical mechanism.

"Dead Raven Melfis!"

I couldn't help but raise my voice.

"What!"

He turned around impatiently, glaring at me.

"You're satisfied now that you've solved this puzzle, right?"

"Yes! Say what you want to say quickly!"

"In that case, I'll take Fey back to town first!"

"Huh? What! I just discovered... how come you're still here! I thought you'd already gone back to town! Damn it!"

Melfis looked completely distracted.

I glanced at Fronburn.

"You take her out first, I'll keep an eye on this guy for a while,"

Fronburn said, looking at me.

I nodded gratefully, then carried the girl and rushed into the portal.

That town closest to the Beast Forest… I rushed towards the inn after stepping out of the one-way portal. My arms' "durability" had reached its limit; they'd really break in a moment.

I took the girl to her room, bought a few clothes, and handed them in, letting out a long sigh of relief.

This journey had truly exhausted me… If I wasn't mistaken, the muscles in my hands would ache for days.

************

Half a day later, Melfis Fronburn returned to town. Melfis seemed to be in a good mood, probably having obtained what she wanted.

Fronburn had acquired a sword on this journey, and it seemed he had also obtained some decent items from the mechanism Melfis had solved.

Because Fey was in poor spirits, Fronburn decided to take her back to the base first. As for me, I had nothing urgent, and after a good night's sleep, I emerged from my room.

Melfis was sitting at the bar on the first floor, drinking. As I approached, he glanced at me and ordered a drink for me.

"Drinking in broad daylight, isn't that a bit too decadent?"

I took a sip of my drink and retorted sarcastically.

"Consider it a celebration of achieving my goal..."

Melfis said.

"What did you get?"

"It's better you don't know. If someone kidnaps you to get information about me, I don't want to reveal it."

His words were quite blunt, but I knew he was right.

"What are your plans now?"

I asked him.

"Nothing special, just going to visit someone,"

Melfis said casually.

That was his private matter, and it would be very impolite for me to press him further. So I steered the conversation back to my own situation.

“Now can you tell me about Elegy?”

“As for that woman… I really have nothing to tell you. For the dead, it’s enough to remember what she left us.”

“I must know.”

“Still want revenge for her?”

“No… I just don’t want those guys to live anymore, that’s all.”

“Then I have no reason to stop you.”

Melfis said softly, then took a large gulp of wine.

“The people who went to kill you in the outside world… you should be able to guess they are Elegy’s companions. But which faction do those guys in black belong to… I’m not sure, because there are quite a few potential organizations.”

I was disappointed by Melfis’s answer, because he didn’t reveal the answer to me directly as I had expected.

“I’m sorry, that’s all I can do for you. Finally, I want to advise you: learning to let go is the best choice for you right now. If you continue with your current lifestyle, you’ll die quickly. Don’t chase fate; it will come to you. More often than not, we can only try to avoid our damned fate…”

I kept the dead crow’s advice in my mind. In fact, the sense of bewilderment I'd been clinging to since entering the Divine Capital was slowly fading. Perhaps it was because I met Fey, perhaps because I met Melfis, perhaps I simply no longer wanted to cling to it…

"Do you think this world is real?"

Melfis suddenly asked me. This was the first time I'd seen him speak with such a calm expression.

"I don't know… I only know that the hatred here is just as real as outside…"

I clearly remembered Blackhis's expression, so determined to kill Melfis; that palpable hatred repeatedly reminded me that this world was just as filthy as the outside world.

"I really think the Divine Capital is terrifying… terrifyingly real…"

he said quietly.

"Are you afraid too...?"

"It's awe."

Melfis's voice seemed to come from the depths of the earth, carrying a heavy, oppressive weight. "I entered this world in the second year after [Divine Capital] was launched... I watched people build city after city with their own hands, and then destroy them because of hatred and desire. The longer I stayed, the more real this world felt to me. Have you ever experienced the thrill of destroying what the people you hate cherish? I've experienced it countless times. People can become monsters in the outside world, and the same is true in this world."

Humans are like that; once they step into the darkness, it's like an addiction, impossible to easily retreat from. Killing the first person, the first rape, the first bullying of the weak... that's how simple humanity's most primal pleasure is. Once the lock on the heart is opened, unless one possesses an extremely resilient soul, one will remain immersed in it forever.

"So I've been thinking... what kind of person created such a terrifying existence... what is their purpose..."

Zero-level neural simulation gave this world the ability to connect with the outside world, but what truly turned [Divine Capital] into a real world was the darkness within our own hearts.

I took a sip of my drink, trying to clear my stiff mind. "This game was released when quantum networks were just becoming widespread… I've always felt there's something wrong with it… If it were an ordinary game company, how could they have the ability to build such a vast world before such advanced technology became commonplace…?"

"You noticed it too?"

Melfis smiled at me, as if he'd found a kindred spirit. "This question has been bothering me for a long time, which is why I've been so happy to stay in this world. I want to see what the game's creators were thinking when they built this world…"

"These things will never be answered… We don't even know who the game's creators are."

"Do you know about the ten-second thing?"

Melfis suddenly asked.

"What ten seconds?"

"From the moment you log out of the game until your consciousness returns to the real world, it only takes one second for someone not using Level 0 neural simulation. But if you use Level 0 neural simulation, there will be a blank period of about ten seconds where you are completely unconscious..."

"So what?"

"Maybe you haven't noticed... after entering the game from the game pod, the game pod can't be opened from the outside at all. I've always wondered what's going on in those ten seconds..."

"Do you understand mechanical engineering?"

I asked him.

Melfis shook his head.

"I once had a friend who specialized in this kind of technology. He once disassembled a piece of equipment and found that the components and technology on the equipment were completely beyond his understanding."

"What do you mean?"

Melfis wasn't omnipotent; his science and engineering knowledge didn't seem very high.

"His knowledge wasn't even enough to repair a piece of equipment. You know, the failure rate of all [Divine Capital] equipment is very low, but to repair it, it has to be sent directly back to the factory. In other words, the technology used in [Divine Capital] equipment is simply beyond the understanding of ordinary people like us..."

"Haha... this is getting more and more mysterious... Do you think the same thing as me?"

I chuckled and didn't pursue the topic further. But he was right… we couldn't help but imagine that the game was actually physically connected to the outside world… once we entered the game, our bodies were sucked into the game world.

However, we all knew this idea was quite naive, merely an urban legend. Because if we used the same body outside and here, what happened to our clothes? Why couldn't we use energy and magic after exiting the game? Why could Fey's paralyzed body move in this world? The answers to these simple questions easily dispelled our far-fetched fantasies.

Perhaps people like us genuinely wished the two worlds were connected… human fantasies are always innocent and beautiful, but fantasies are ultimately just fantasies.

"These two worlds don't need to be connected in this way at all… wherever there are humans… it's all the same…"

Melfis pushed away his glass and stood up. "I don't know what's gotten into me, but I've talked so much nonsense with you; this is the first time…"

"If you want to talk more, come find me in Rayout,"

I laughed.

“What a joke, running all this way to find a man? I’m not that kind of guy,”

Melfis laughed.

“Will we ever meet again?” I

asked him as he turned from the bar stool as he walked out of the inn.

Dead Raven Melfis stopped in his tracks upon hearing this.

“If we don’t meet again, it means one of us is dead. I don’t intend to die, so you should try to live too. As long as you live, we’ll meet again someday .” His figure disappeared through the door. ********** ... Because people are constantly changing, someone you can trust now might betray you the next day when the sun rises. If he were the kind of guy who would trust someone solely based on feelings, he would have been killed long ago. I've betrayed others before, so I know this very well. I pushed open the guild door, nodded to the few guys in the hall, and then dragged my weary body towards the accommodation area. Halfway there, someone called out to me from behind. I turned around and saw Mono. "You're back? Did everything go well?" She walked towards me wearing the guild's special robe, which perfectly accentuated her beautiful curves. Not many people in the guild like to wear guild robes; most are women. I have one too, but I feel this style looks a bit silly on a man, so I've never worn it. To her question, I could only shrug, because I wasn't sure if I had achieved my goal. "What's wrong? Did you need me?" I asked. “Fey has been acting strangely ever since she came back, and we’re all a bit worried. Fronburn doesn’t know what’s wrong with her either. Do you know anything?” I paused slightly, then forced a smile. “She hit her head during the fight, so she’ll probably be in a daze for a few days.” Mono sighed. “That’s good. I haven’t seen her like that since I met her. I was really worried all day.” “Let her rest a bit, and she should be fine…” I nodded. “By the way, did anything happen between you and Xia Xi?” Mono asked again. I did have a little thing happen between me and that girl, but I felt it was really annoying that she kept ostracizing me because of a small slip of the tongue when we first met. “Nothing happened between us. We’ve barely exchanged ten words. What happened?” I deliberately didn’t mention the initial little conflict, wanting to get a little revenge on her and hoping to give Mono the impression that she was petty and clingy. "She's always using excuses to ask me all sorts of questions, all about you," Mono said with a smile, a hint of teasing in her eyes. "Is she planning some kind of prank? That guy's way past the age for such childish behavior, isn't he?" "Although she vehemently denies it, I think she's got a crush on you..." Mono continued, smiling. "I see... it's not her who's going to play pranks, it's you..." I said helplessly, looking at her. "Fine, think what you want, I've told you what I know. If you want some gentle companionship, Natsuki is a great woman~" She laughed as she walked away, leaving me behind. It seems our president's wife is far more lively than I imagined... so lively it's giving me a headache. I had no time to consider whether Mono was playing a trick on me, or whether Sanzenin really had feelings for me, because the current issue was the serious harm Fey had suffered... In this situation, perhaps I should talk to her. If she needed comfort, no one else could do it but me. After all, I'm the only one who witnessed all her suffering firsthand. But the problem is, does she need me to presume to offer her comfort? Perhaps seeing me will remind her of that hellish time, and the wounds in her heart will never heal. Even if I talk to her, it will probably only make her feel worse. So, I ultimately chose to avoid her. If she doesn't see me, she probably won't remember those things. I chose the furthest and longest-running quest from the guild's quest log: to hunt the recently appeared green dragon in the Dragon Tooth Mountains. The Dragon Tooth Mountains are vast, and very far from our guild's headquarters, Dragon Palace City; it would take about a week to hike there. I figured by the time I returned alive, Fey would have already passed through this most difficult period. ＊ ... "It's okay, I'll just consider it a trip to clear my head. I should be back by now, after a month," I said. "Just ask around in the guild if anyone wants to come with me. I'm leaving tomorrow, so if anyone wants to come, have them come find me." " Even the lowest-level magical beasts in Dragon Fang Mountains are A-rank! Going to a place like that to clear your head? You don't think everyone's as crazy as you, do you?" "I don't know, maybe they really got damaged in the battle," I joked coldly.

"Alright, then you can get ready. I'll ask around for you. Maps, relevant intelligence, spare weapons, camping gear... that'll keep you busy enough. Don't forget anything; there won't be any general stores following you into that kind of place."

Orange grumbled and then left. He's a bit of a chatterbox, especially after you get to know him. But his personality is quite easygoing and not sharp; no one dislikes him.

There's a lot to prepare, and I spent the whole day wandering around town before buying all the necessary equipment. It's not that I enjoy carrying so much stuff all the way; after all, this is our guild's base, and things are much cheaper there. If I bought it in the town near Dragon Tooth Mountains, they'd definitely rip me off by at least a thousand more gold coins.

That night, I checked and confirmed the items on the list in my room. A whole day of shopping left my head throbbing; it seems shopping isn't really suitable for men.

Just as I had filled the room with things, there was a knock at the door. I didn't want anyone to see the mess in my room, so I quickly scrambled to gather everything up from the floor.

Most guild members, like me, rented rooms in the guild's accommodation area, but I hadn't expected anyone to actually want to go to a place like Dragon Tooth Mountain with me.

There was so much stuff; it wasn't something I could organize in a few minutes. The person outside had knocked several times already, and I was getting impatient.

"Greedy Wolf... I just want to say a few words... is that alright..."

It was Fey's voice. I was startled for a moment, then simply swept everything that wasn't organized under the bed with my feet.

I stood up and opened the door as fast as I could. Fey stood outside, wearing a loose off-the-shoulder tank top and a black pleated skirt that just covered her knees. She often wore this outfit in the guild when she wasn't on a quest, so I could recognize her at a glance.

I looked at her, and she looked up at me too, a deep, unyielding sorrow between her brows.

"...Can we talk inside... or... do you not want me to come in..."

the girl said softly, her head lowered.

I quickly made room for her and invited her in, then closed the door.

"Um...would you like something to drink?"

I asked, somewhat flustered, rummaging through the bottles and jars on the table. I had teacups and cups—I'd brought them with me when I rented the room—but I'd never used them.

"No, thank you...I didn't come here for drinks..."

Fey dragged herself to a chair.

I didn't know why she was in my room; this was the first time I'd seen her face-to-face since the mission ended. I didn't speak, so the room fell silent for a moment.

"I heard you're going to the Dragon Fang Mountains..."

"Yeah."

I couldn't find any other way to answer her except to acknowledge her. "You don't want to come along, do you? You should rest now; your leg..."

I stopped abruptly, because I saw tears welling up in Fey's eyes.

"You think that guy was right too, right...? I...I...you think I'm a slutty woman too...that's why you don't want to see me for even a second...that's why you're going so far away..."

she sobbed, wiping away her tears with both hands, but she couldn't stop them.

I stared at her speechlessly, my heart aching. I didn't know how to answer to make this girl believe that I didn't really think that way. Perhaps from her perspective, all I did was send her back to town and then never speak to her again, and even make plans to travel far away...

"You always act so pure and innocent in the guild...but it's all fake...I was just played around with and then shamelessly peed in front of you...I...I feel so dirty..."

she sobbed.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I reached out and gently cupped her cheek. "This isn't true, you should know that in your heart."

Fey shook her head violently, sobbing uncontrollably. "No...you don't understand...you don't get it...I'm just a slutty woman...they...they've been saying that since I was little..."

"Who?"

I felt a surge of furious rage erupt within me. Whoever said those things to Fey, I felt an urge to tear them to shreds.

"When I was eleven...my father died of illness...my mother found a new man...that man would play with my body every day..."

Fey's eyes completely lost their light, and she began to confide in me as if in a dream, revealing things that shocked me.

“I was too young…he couldn’t insert his thing…so every time he would torture me until I lost control of my bladder…I endured it for a long time, and told my mother…but my mother said I was a naturally promiscuous woman, seducing her man at such a young age…”

“For a whole year…I really couldn’t stand it anymore…I wanted to die…so one time when they were driving me out…I lunged at the driver’s seat and started operating the controls haphazardly…that man hit me hard, but that was the last time he hit me.”

“I caused that car accident myself…after the car was wrecked…my mother died, but that man was still alive…I was terrified…there was a piece of glass nearby…to get that piece of glass…I struggled fiercely, severely injuring my spine…but it was worth it…I stabbed that piece of glass into the man’s neck…I killed my mother and her man…I thought I could die in the burning car too…but in the end I just became a cripple…but at that time I was really, really happy, lying on the hospital bed unable to move anymore, it just felt like dawn.”

“Three years later, I made a battery…and found that I could actually stand up again and start a new life…I’m so happy…I feel like God has really given me something very precious…”

My fingernails had unknowingly pierced my palms. “Thank God? You are terrifyingly kind…If there really is a God who watches you suffer and does nothing…that’s no different from a demon…”

“But what that man and Mom said was right…I’m a slutty woman…I get wet when someone accidentally touches my sensitive spots…I have to hold back from masturbating when I’m alone in bed…I’m so slutty…but I don’t want to, I don’t want to, I don’t want to…I don’t want to be that kind of woman…”

Fey cried out.

“I don’t want others to think I’m a slutty woman…that’s why I insist on being single…it’s all just for show, it’s self-deception…I’m just afraid that once I take that step, I can never go back…”

“But…but at that time…what Heath did to me…it was like unlocking a lock I had been guarding for so long…my body was in pain, but deep inside, there was a screaming voice, and the pleasure I had endured for so many years started to sprout again…”

A girl who grew up in a twisted family…the most youthful years of her life were spent in perverse torture and on a sickbed…she had no idea that those feelings were just the most instinctive human reactions, and the guilt she showed was as panicked as a child facing their first period.

In the midst of endless suffering, she struggled relentlessly, her frail self ending her own nightmare. Yet, she possessed such kindness… even after crawling out of the abyss, she still held a vast ray of sunshine in her heart… not only that, she has always used that sunshine to warm everyone around her, including me. Such a beautiful and resilient soul could be born from the clash of two extreme emotions…

I truly fell in love with her, and suddenly felt moved to tears.

“Don’t cry… you’re the strongest girl I’ve ever met… how can you waver because of this…”

I went over, knelt before her, and gently pulled her head into my arms as if handling the most precious crystal ornament.

“But I really hate myself… I love everyone so much… but if they find out I’m such a hypocritical woman… they’ll all leave me… sob sob sob sob…”

She sobbed uncontrollably in my arms.

“Even if everyone abandons you, I will be here. So, don’t cry…”

I couldn’t imagine the immense loneliness she had endured alone, without friends, without family, even her parents were the source of her nightmares. How much she needed someone to be with her…

“I’m so scared, so scared… If I become someone everyone hates again… I really will die… I don’t want to experience that loneliness again…”

The girl trembled in my arms.

“As long as I live, I will always be by your side… That’s my promise.”

Fey looked up at me with her swollen, red eyes, her lips trembling slightly, as if trying to etch every word of my words into her mind.

I gently wiped away the glistening tears from the corners of her eyes with my finger, then kissed her forcefully. Fey cried out in surprise, trying to push me away with her hands.

But this couldn’t stop me; I greedily licked and sucked her soft lips, my tongue repeatedly colliding with her pearly teeth.

She pushed me away with almost all her might. "No...you can't do this...I...if..."

"With me...you don't have to be afraid of anything...just follow your own desires...you can rest freely by my side."

"I...I don't have anything...desires..."

"If you didn't yearn to be understood, didn't yearn for a corner where you can be your true self, you wouldn't be knocking on my door tonight."

I kissed her again, and this time, the girl finally didn't flinch.

It seems I was right...I'm so glad I was the one who witnessed her breakdown. Although this thought is somewhat shameful, it was precisely because of that opportunity that Fey chose to repent to me to some extent.

I'm a lucky one. I know very well that Fey chose me only because she could no longer hide her true self from me, not because she actually liked me. I try not to have any hope of winning Fey's affections, because that way I won't be disappointed.

At least now, being able to have her, being able to give her warmth, I feel that's enough. I'm not noble at all, because in return, I've received a treasure I never dared to imagine.

I ran my fingers through her hair, messing up her neatly tied updo, and a crimson hue cascaded down her cheeks and shoulders like a waterfall. I savagely searched for her cherry lips in the soft strands of hair, using all my willpower to control the urge to bite those soft flesh.

Fey's shoulders heaved; she seemed to be breathing with all her might. I could clearly feel her rapidly pounding heart through our pressed chests.

She frantically thrust her tongue into my mouth, and I used my tongue to entwine with that wet, soft flesh, sucking incessantly.

"Uh... um... um..."

I sucked too hard, and she groaned, then wrapped her arms tightly around my head, pressing her lips against mine as tightly as possible, leaving no gap.

My hand slipped inside the girl's clothes, her smooth, hot body writhing under my caresses.

I continued to touch her, my hand exploring the honeyed depths between her legs, sliding between her labia. She was already soaking wet; in just a short while, my entire palm was wet.

Her body seemed incredibly sensitive. I pushed her tongue back into her mouth and began to explore every part of it, playfully feeding her saliva.

"Mmm...uh...ooh..."

The girl obediently swallowed the saliva I fed her, her swan-like white neck heaving.

Her love juices flowed down her smooth thighs, dripping onto the floor in a small puddle.

"More abundant than peeing..."

I released her lips, looking at her and laughing.

Fey's face was flushed beyond measure, her rapid breathing sounding as if she might suffocate at any moment. Clamping my restless hand between her legs, she lifted her leg and began to kiss me.

My desire was completely ignited. I took off her clothes, carried her to the bed, and began to lick her soft breasts, then her neck, and finally her lower abdomen.

"Ah...ha...stop licking...ahh...I can't take it anymore..."

A mournful cry, like a bird trapped in a trap, escaped the girl's throat.

Fey's entire body was stained a cherry red, and the wetness I left on her skin made her appear lewd under the light.

My penis was already unbearably hard, and I rubbed it up and down against Fey's pink labia, making a blush-inducing, sticky sound. The bright red glans was immediately coated with a thick layer of clear love juice.

"Ahh! Ah...ahh!"

With each slid, Fey's body stiffened as if electrocuted, and at the same time, her little mouth, which I had almost kissed swollen, emitted a cry as if she were about to die.

"...I'm going in...Fey..."

Just a few rubs, and the intense pleasure almost made me ejaculate. I gritted my teeth and said to the girl beneath me, then used the glans to push open her thin labia and began to penetrate deep into her vagina.

With just a gentle probe, Fey's neck jerked back in pain, her whole body trembling violently. This thrust, instead of opening her tight opening, only intensified my pain.

"It hurts... ah... impossible... ahhh... I can't get in... it hurts so much... I can't get in! No, no, no, don't be so rough..."

The girl writhed, her eyes brimming with tears, her brows furrowed tightly, utterly aggrieved.

This alluring expression ignited my sadistic desires. Instead of stopping, I pushed even harder, trying to force my penis into her tight crevice. But Fey's lower body was as wet as a spring, my penis constantly sliding around in the most crucial spot.

"Ahhhh! Don't rub... don't rub that place... uhhh... my body feels so strange... uhhhh! uhhh!"

Fey's delicate body suddenly jerked, trembling in the air before collapsing back onto the bed. I watched in astonishment as a stream of pale milky liquid gushed from her lower body, splashing onto my lower abdomen.

The girl was panting heavily, her whole body as limp as soup, and her eyes were unfocused.

I bent down, half-laughing and half-crying, and licked her cheek a few times with my tongue. She didn't react at all, seemingly letting me play with her. I stuck my tongue deep into her ear and stirred it around haphazardly.

"Ugh..."

She was jolted awake by the intense sensation in her ear. "No... don't lick anymore... ugh..."

My penis was already rock hard. Taking advantage of her limp body and lack of resistance, I finally managed to insert half of my glans into her vagina. Just that one action made me break out in a sweat.

"...Greedy Wolf... something... something... went... went inside me..."

Fey struggled to open her eyes and looked up at me, speaking weakly.

"You came before we even did anything... you're such a sensitive young lady..."

I said, kissing the corner of her mouth.

"Don't... don't say that to me..."

Fey looked like she was about to cry, but her vaginal opening tightened again, almost squeezing my penis out again.

"I'm really going to come in this time... I've been holding back for so long, if I keep holding back I'm about to burst."

"...It must be painful... I'm... it's okay... come in..."

I started to thrust into her wet vagina, and Fey's toned abdomen tightened again with my advance. She grabbed the sheets, her head snapping back in pain, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

My penis slowly opened up her incredibly narrow vagina, Fey's teeth chattering in pain. I wanted to kiss her, but I was afraid she would bite my tongue off in the agony. My

glans touched her hymen, and I was a little surprised that Fey still had it. I thought her hymen had been broken by her damned stepfather a long time ago, but it seems that Fey's vagina was so tight back then that even that bastard's finger couldn't fit in.

When I touched her, Fey's body jerked forward as if she had been electrocuted, and I held her shoulders to keep her from moving.

Fey shook her head violently: "I can't take it anymore! Greedy Wolf... I can't! It hurts too much... Let's stop... Please stop... It hurts so much..." ( Chapter 7,

April 19th ) I began licking her tender red nipples, kissing her cherry-red snow-white neck, and teasing her little tongue, preventing her from uttering any more protests. After a full minute of caressing, her body finally relaxed for a fleeting moment. I seized this opportunity and thrust my hips forward forcefully, tearing through Fey's last barrier with my penis, slamming it heavily against her cervix. "Oh! Ahh! It's torn! Ugh! It's torn down there! Pull it out! Pull it out quickly! It's going to be torn apart! Greedy Wolf! Pull it out quickly!" Fey screamed miserably, her fingers tearing the sheets, her face draining of color in an instant from the intense pain. Her tongue protruded from her mouth, her neck stiffened in the air, and her entire body was covered in a layer of shimmering sweat. I wasn't having an easy time either... Even if I really wanted to pull out, her tight grip on my penis wouldn't allow me to. It felt like it was about to break, but this hot, tight, wet, and slippery feeling—no man would want to pull his penis out. I used my teeth to bite her little tongue, which was sticking out from her lips, holding it in place to prevent it from retracting. So the girl could only shamefully stick her tongue out, letting out a pitiful and painful moan. "Ugh...uh...mmm..." Taking advantage of her momentary focus on her tongue, I suddenly jerked my hips back. A large amount of love fluid mixed with bright red blood was drawn out of Fey's vagina by my penis. Fey winced in pain and quickly covered her lower abdomen with her hands. Her vagina, having been directly penetrated, seemed injured, but if I stopped now, all that would remain of my lovely girl's first experience would be the memory of pain. So I thrust my penis in again, leaving no gap whatsoever. The cervix at the tip of my penis shyly retracted inwards. I wrapped my arms around the girl's petite body, showering her with tender kisses above while unleashing a furious onslaught below. "It hurts...it hurts...mmm...stop...ahh...don't go any further...Greedy Wolf, I beg you...it hurts so much...stop...ahh..." Fey tried to ease the impact by pressing her hands against my lower abdomen, but it was just wishful thinking. My lower abdomen and her delicate genitals collided again and again, the "slap slap slap" of impact and the mingling of sticky fluids causing Fey to secrete even more fragrant love juice. She liked it; her body truly loved this rough assault... The slippery love juice and bright red virgin blood, under constant friction and impact, coated Fey's labia minora with a layer of erotic foam. Each of my thrusts would splatter the fluids, soaking the sheets even more thoroughly. “…Ugh! Oh oh… Ugh! Ah… Ugh! Waaah…” Each thrust I made her cervix tighten, and Fey moaned loudly with each movement. Her face was covered in sweat, and her flushed hair was tangled wetly around her neck, shoulders, and chest. “Does it still hurt?” I whispered, biting her earlobe. “…It hurts… Ugh! But… Ahh… But… It feels so good… Hmm… You’re making my… stomach feel so sore… sore… Ugh! Ugh! Ha… You hit me again… It’s so sore…” I knew she was starting to succumb to pleasure, so I moved my body up and down, swirling my penis inside her and rubbing my pubic bone against her small but swollen clitoris. “Don’t swirl! Don’t swirl! Ahhh! It’s too intense! Ugh! There… there… It’s so sensitive… It hurts so much…” She kept making cute moans, and I couldn’t help but start biting her snow-white neck. Fey’s moans grew louder as I tormented her. The relentless, high-speed thrusts made Fey incoherent, her juices flying everywhere, a scene of utter debauchery. "My Fey is so lewd... the whole sheet is soaked..." "Ugh! I... I'm not... ahh! Not a lewd woman... ugh... oh! It's so heavy... waah... I'm not a lewd woman... ahh!" "What does it matter... you're here... anything is fine... whatever you and I are..." I suddenly realized I'd uttered something I shouldn't have in the heat of passion... and quickly swallowed the rest of my sentence. People like us... can't easily utter that word... it's an unbearable responsibility and burden for both ourselves and the other person. Before I could utter that word, Fey used her remaining strength to embrace me, silencing the taboo with a kiss. I tasted her tongue, which had willingly entered my mouth, my heart filled with melancholy... perhaps she would never be mine. "What kind of person am I... and you... what..." Fey looked at me with hazy eyes after the deep kiss, seeking the answer I hadn't uttered. I began to thrust in and out forcefully, and Fey trembled with overwhelming gratitude. I hoped to avoid awkwardness between us this way.

"No! Don't move! Ah... I... I need to know... Ah! Tell me... I... Uh! I want you to say it... Don't be so intense... Ugh... I want to hear it... Ah..." " No

matter what kind of person you are... I love you so much... I love you to no end..."

I finally said the words that had been churning in my heart. Maybe these words would lead us both into an abyss... Maybe we would become strangers from then on... But at this moment... I don't regret it.

I stared nervously at her face, and my movements slowed down. Until a smile of extreme happiness appeared on Fey's face, she laughed and tears streamed down her face.

"So happy... so happy..."

She smiled and wiped away the tears that flowed like a spring, "Maybe you... are a gift from God..."

She didn't say she loved me, and I didn't need that. To her, I might be an antidote, or perhaps a partner to vent her emotions... So what? What can someone like me ask for?

She cherishes me, and that's enough.

"Ah...down there...it's so numb...I can't go on anymore...uh..."

I felt the tender flesh inside her vagina begin to twitch under my friction, I knew she was about to climax. So after a heavy thrust, I used the head of my penis to keep drilling into her cervix.

"Oh oh oh! Don't drill! Stop...stop! I'm going to pee...I'm going to pee! Get away...get away...oh oh oh! Don't look! Don't look at me there!"

Fey cried out, her lower abdomen began to twitch violently, the powerful vibration sending a chill down my back.

She hooked her arms tightly around my neck, pressing her cheeks tightly against mine.

"Ah ah ah ah! Something's coming out! It's coming out! Waaaaaah oh oh oh oh!"

A warm liquid sprayed onto the head of my penis, but because our genitals were joined together without any gap, it couldn't come out, so I felt the pressure there was intense, the strong stimulation made it impossible for me to continue.

I hugged the girl tightly in my arms and began to thrust as fast as I could.

"How...how...oh oh oh oh! So hard...if this continues...I'm going to...ah ah ah ah!"

My mind went blank, I just used all my strength to thrust into Fey's most delicate uterus again and again.

"Ugh ugh ugh ah ah! Don't...oh oh oh! So powerful...I can't take it! How could this be...I ah ah ah...Greedy Wolf...Greedy Wolf...call my name...ah ah ah...call my name..."

"Fey...fey...it's going to end...fey..."

I kept calling her name in her ear, and she cried again because of the immense pleasure.

"Waaaaah...hehehe ah ah ah! It's hot...it's so hot inside..."

She struggled weakly when I forcefully ejaculated inside her, and then fainted due to two consecutive orgasms. I continued to thrust in her twitching vagina until her eyes began to roll back and my penis went limp.

As I pulled away, Fey let out a final, adorable moan, and a large gush of milky white fluid mixed with blood gushed from her swollen lower body. Her legs trembled, she gasped for breath, her entire body covered in the sticky sweat from our embrace.

I lay on top of her limp body, breathing heavily. Fey wrapped her arm around my head, pulling me close to her face, our cheeks gently touching.

Then she spoke in a soft yet clear voice in my ear.

"I, Fey Millennium, will never love another man. From head to toe, I belong to you. From the next sunrise, my body…heart…soul…belong only to you…until the moment of death…"

A tremendous love surged from her delicate voice, piercing my eardrums. I held her tightly, unable to hold back my tears. I had lost my home, my former lover, my friends, everything…and now, what precious thing had I gained? I didn't know how to measure it.

"Are you still going to the Dragon Tooth Mountains...? Do you want me to go with you?"

I held Fey in my arms, and she gently traced circles on my chest as she asked.

"No, I'm not going. I originally wanted to keep you from seeing things that reminded me of that uncomfortable thing... but now it's unnecessary..."

I kissed her hair and greedily stroked her smooth back.

"You've never been one to show yourself much... I thought you were disgusted by me... Thinking like that makes me feel so uncomfortable... Turns out... your mind is much more delicate than I imagined..."

Fey looked at me with a smile, her brows radiant with happiness. I felt as if she had broken free of the shackles that had bound her for so many years, and she was even more charming than when I first met her.

I lowered my head and licked her lips. "Shall we do it again?"

Fey shrank back in panic: "This time I really can't! It hurts so much down there... and the sheets... were just... changed..."

Her voice trailed off, and her face turned red.

"Just kidding..."

I gently kissed her, my tongue lightly brushing against her lips.

She couldn't help but extend her tongue in response, and the light kiss turned into a more than one-minute-long entanglement of tongues.

After the kiss, her lips were overflowing with unrestrained saliva.

I gently touched her lower body, and she was unsurprisingly wet again.

"Don't touch me..."

Fey protested with a hint of a sob, "Otherwise I'll have to take a shower again... It hurts so much down there... I can't even stand up..."

"Okay, okay... I'm sorry... I just couldn't control myself when I saw you..."

"Then close your eyes~" Fey gave me a mischievous smile and covered my eyes with her hands.

Just then, there was another knock on my door. Although I had set my room to be completely soundproof, Fey still instinctively covered her mouth. If the room wasn't soundproof, the whole Rayout would probably be kept awake by Fey's cute moans from before.

"Don't... don't let them see..."

Fey said, grabbing my arm in a panic.

"Don't worry, just lie down in bed... I won't let anyone in."

With that, I wrapped my lower body in a sheet and went to open the door.

The bedroom wasn't visible from the doorway, so I wasn't worried.

As soon as I opened the door, I immediately regretted my frivolous actions. Standing there was Sanzenin Natsuki, and I was naked from the waist up, only a thin sheet covering my lower body…

Oh no… This girl will definitely hold this against me and continue to hate me for a long time.

"You…you…"

Sanzenin stared at me, speechless. But a few seconds later, she immediately forced a calm expression, only a flush on her face betraying her.

"What are you doing?"

"I…I'm going to take a shower…"

I mumbled an excuse.

"Oh..."

"What's wrong?"

"I heard from Orange that... you're going to the Dragon Fang Mountains tomorrow and are looking for someone to go with you, so... ah!"

She suddenly let out a short, sharp scream, quickly swallowing the rest. I followed her gaze and my mind went blank... her erect

penis, hardened from flirting with Fey, was proudly displayed through the bed sheet...

"You... you..."

Sanzenin was speechless again, taken aback by my behavior.

I was being incredibly rude... but I had to pretend nothing had happened, otherwise the atmosphere would be even more awkward. "I

've decided not to go to the Dragon Fang Mountains for now, so... I'm sorry, you've come all this way for nothing."

Sanzenin Natsuki pursed her lips, looking in another direction. "It's alright, it's fine..."

I have to say, she was much cuter than her usual cold demeanor, and we could finally have a normal conversation, which was a great improvement. So I smiled at her, "Well then, goodnight."

"...Goodnight..."

she replied with a sidelong glance and her head down, then walked away.

Back in the bedroom, Fey poked her cute little head out from under the covers: "You're gone..."

I smiled and nodded, then lay back down next to her. She immediately pressed her warm body against me, and the two soft mounds of flesh on her chest made my mind wander again.

"Greedy Wolf... I've already told you my name, what about yours?"

the girl in my arms suddenly asked.

Fey Millennium So she was using her real name... Thinking about it, it makes sense... She probably will never leave this world, two completely overlapping worlds, so what does it matter if she uses her real name?

"For me, the me outside no longer exists. The body may exist, but even if I return to the outside, I will no longer be myself. So... this world is my world... We are the same kind of people... I have abandoned the name of the outside world. My name is Greedy Wolf, and it will never change here or outside."

"Greedy Wolf..."

Fey repeated my name over and over again. This scene felt like a baptism to me… Yes… From this moment on, even if I could… I would never look back.

“What do you mean?”

she suddenly interrupted my thoughts.

“What do you mean?”

I was taken aback.

“It means the name… Gluttonous Wolf? Greedy Wolf? Avarice?”

she asked with a smile.

I couldn’t help but laugh too: “None of those… It’s taken from the name of a star, the Greedy Wolf Star.”

“I see… It sounds nice…”

I looked up at the ceiling. This immense yet ordinary happiness I was experiencing and feeling… was it real? I started to feel afraid… afraid that one day this feeling would be shattered completely by something…

“I want to discuss something with you…”

Fey whispered in my arms.

“Discuss? What do you want to discuss?”

“Our relationship… could we not make it public in the guild…”

She looked at me with a worried expression, afraid I would be unhappy.

I wasn’t unhappy; I just calmly asked her why.

“I rejected many confessions from people in the guild… I kept telling them I was a staunch believer in being single… But if they found out I was with you… they would be hurt… they would feel I had deceived them… I don’t want to lose these friends… I love them…”

Her fear stemmed from a fear of loneliness, which I completely understood. It only meant I hadn’t given her enough security… If I alone could dispel her fear, she wouldn’t be afraid of such things anymore. It’s just that she’s too kind, so kind that she doesn’t want to hurt anyone… so even so…

it doesn’t matter… as long as it’s something she likes, I’ll stand by her side. I nodded to her.

“Thank you…”

she murmured softly, then snuggled into my arms.

I held the gentle, jade-like girl in my arms and fell asleep. It was a dreamless sleep, because even the best dreams seemed to have come true…

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Early the next morning, I kissed the still-sleeping girl, and then, not knowing what to wear, I simply slipped on my guild robe—because last night, Fey had torn my usual clothes when we were getting intimate…

This was the first time I'd worn this robe, and after putting it on, I realized it might not be as bad as I'd initially imagined.

Leaving the guild base, I looked up at the bright sun, feeling warm all over. I went to the restaurant, bought breakfast for two, and then strolled back. I didn't want to leave Fey's side for even a moment; just a few minutes had made me miss her terribly.

Carrying the paper bag full of breakfast, I walked to the guild dormitory area, and then bumped into Fronburn as I passed Fey's room.

"Good morning."

I greeted him with a bright smile. He looked at me, a puzzled expression on his face, and then I realized I might be a little too excited.

"Morning."

He nodded to me and continued knocking on Fey's door.

Of course, Fey wasn't inside, so no one was going to answer. I watched him for a while, then went back to my room.

Fey was sleeping soundly on her pillow, her radiant back exposed. I went over and stroked her back, gently waking her.

"Fey..."

The girl's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, then she opened her eyes a crack.

"Sleepy..."

she mumbled, trying to fall back asleep. So I pulled the blanket up for her and sat down on the chair next to her.

I rested my chin on my hand, looking at her in the bedroom, a feeling of indescribable peace filling my heart. The whole room was eerily quiet, without a single sound.

If I could, I really wanted to take her away from the battlefield and sneak off to a secluded place to stay. But I know that's unrealistic… Melfis's words keep echoing in my head: Fate will come to you, you can't avoid it. So I can't leave the battlefield, because if I leave, I can't become stronger.

Besides… I haven't forgotten Elegy.

For a fleeting moment when I merged with Fey, everything about Elegy was banished from my mind.

Because I found happiness, I chose to forget her? Forget what I've done? That would make me no different from an animal.

I haven't forgotten why I came into this world. I'd give my life for that answer, but if I died, Fey would be sad.

But if I don't do these things, how can I be worthy of being by Fey's side? Anyone can make mistakes, but only by constantly repenting and bearing the consequences can one be forgiven.

A rustling sound pulled me back to reality; Fey hadn't truly fallen asleep again. She lay on the bed, pulling the blanket over herself, lazily watching me.

Seeing that look, I immediately leaned closer and gave her a long, innocent kiss. I rubbed her cheek with my thumb and smoothed her red hair wrapped around her shoulder with my fingers.

"Want something to eat?"

I took the paper bag containing the food.

"You bought breakfast?"

The girl's eyes smiled. "So thoughtful... This must be more than the first time you've done this for someone else..."

I didn't speak, because I didn't know what the right thing to say was. Talking about past women in front of your current lover probably wasn't a perfect answer...

"You have a girlfriend outside, don't you..."

Fey couldn't help but ask, looking at my expression. She stopped smiling.

I didn't want to lie to her, so I nodded, and then I heard Fey's breath catch in her throat.

"I can't go back. My former lover and I are now from two different worlds."

"But...but what if she's waiting for you outside...what if you can get out...and what am I then?"

Fey's face changed, her shoulders trembling.

I chose this path to avoid implicating Yingfeng, which only proves I care about her. Fey didn't know the real reason I became a battery, but her girlish intuition instinctively sensed the emotion in my words when I mentioned her.

"Outside, I was a small businessman with my own shop, a lover, and friends. But because of my enemies' pursuit, I chose to become a battery to survive, and only in this way could I ensure they wouldn't be implicated. After becoming a battery, I sank into depravity because of all that I lost. As you can see, a professional warrior, my hands stained with the blood of others. She and I are now truly from two different worlds. She can't understand my dark world, and I can't go back to the past. I love her, and I hope she can live happily, but that's all."

After saying this, I nervously awaited Fey's reaction.

The girl nodded, then hugged my head. "But we're from the same world... Even if we could die at any moment... As long as you're by my side, that's enough..."

I hugged her back, greedily absorbing the warmth of the sunlight I needed from her. She was the one who could give me that.

Fey and I didn't do anything, just stayed in the room all day, but we were quite satisfied. Her lower body was still sore, so we didn't make love.

In the middle of the night, she secretly slipped back to her own room from my room. If I hadn't reminded her that Fronburn had knocked on her door many times, she might have forgotten to go back.

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The next morning, I received a message from Balgus, saying that I needed to go to the High Council Hall.

I thought about it, and it must be related to the conflict with Dreams.

The High Council Hall is much smaller than the Central Hall, but usually only guild leaders and a few core members hold meetings there, so it doesn't need to be too big.

After entering the high-level meeting room using the permissions Balgus had given me, I found that besides him and the two beautiful vice-presidents, all five of the guild's officers were present:

Mono, Fey, Fronburn, Azza, and Shadow Eclipse Wind Howl.

This was the first time I had seen Azza and Shadow Eclipse; before this, I hadn't even known Azza had returned. He had long, light blond hair, wore his guild robes, and was sitting next to Fey, chatting and laughing with a girl.

Shadow Eclipse, on the other hand, had short, gray hair. He sat motionless in his seat with his arms crossed, and surprisingly, he had a flute or something similar tucked into his waistband. I know nothing about musical instruments, so I couldn't identify what kind of instrument it was.

When I walked in, Azza turned around and looked at me, then smiled friendly. I raised my hand in return… I hadn't expected him to be such an easy-going guy.

Shadow Eclipse didn't pay any attention to me; in fact, he didn't pay attention to anyone, just sitting there like a statue.

I glanced at my girl; she was chatting happily with Azza, but still managed to give me a mischievous look out of the corner of her eye.

"Alright, everyone's here. Let's get down to business."

Balgus clapped his hands forcefully to signal quiet when I arrived.

"It wasn't easy getting Azza and Shadow Eclipse back. We need to take this opportunity to sort things out properly."

Pudding stood next to Balgus, like a secretary… but a secretary wouldn't interrupt when the boss is speaking.

"We can put other things aside for now, so as not to waste too much of Greed Wolf's time."

Nafisaya thoughtfully suggested, organizing the documents in her hands.

"Hmm."

Balgus nodded. "I called you here today to confirm the extent of the conflict you had with Dreams."

"Fronburn and Fey should have already told you, right?"

I glanced at them.

“I already told you, but I still have some details I want to ask you. Fey said that you ambushed Blackhis and seriously injured him while she was being held captive. I want to know how powerful your attack was, and whether it could guarantee he wouldn't escape the Beast Nest.”

“He was injured in the side and lost a lot of blood, so he didn't dare to continue fighting me. Judging from that situation, unless someone helped him escape the Beast Forest, any Beast he encountered would have been enough to kill him there.”

Balgus nodded. “Is it possible that his men escaped from the collapsed cave?”

“I don't know, but I feel that their strength shouldn't be able to make an effective judgment and accelerate like Blackhis did.”

“Could you contact your companion and get more reliable information from him? If we can confirm that Blackhis and all his men died in the Beast Nest, then we don't need to take any martial law measures.”

I nodded: “I'll ask him.”

Mercenaries can use the service terminals of various mercenary offices to leave messages for other mercenaries. I think even if Melfis is wanted, he should still be able to use the mercenary office's service terminals. After all, he seems to be able to check wanted lists and such, so I'm pretty sure he received my message.

However, to check the message, I'd have to go to the mercenary headquarters myself, and who knows when that guy will actually do it.

"So, should we raise the alert level now, or pretend nothing's wrong?"

Pudding asked.

"Because we don't know Blackheath's fate, we have no idea what measures the Dreams will take against us. If we don't send warning messages to the other members now, it'll be bad if the Dreams suddenly attack us,"

Mono said.

Fronburn shook his head: "Our guild isn't some small guild that can be easily crushed. It's unlikely that Dreams would attack us without any prior consultation. If Blackhis and the others are all dead, and some of our members, lacking a firm stance, leak information to Dreams after receiving intelligence about their wariness, it would only increase Dreams' hostility towards us. After all, that battle was only about personal grudges, not a guild-wide operation."

Mono and Fronburn's suggestions weren't without merit; it all depended on Balgus's decision.

"We'll have an internal vote,"

Balgus decided after careful consideration.

I felt this was a way to reduce my own responsibility, since our guild doesn't operate on a parliamentary system. Whether Balgus decides on something himself or lets everyone vote is entirely up to him, and I wasn't a big fan of this method. However, since I lacked experience in handling such matters, I wasn't qualified to offer my opinion.

Mono, Nafiseya, Fey, and Azza raised their hands to indicate their support for issuing the warning message, while Shadow Eclipse, Fronburn, Pudding, and Balgus expressed their desire to wait and see.

Then I noticed they all looked at me.

"Why are you looking at me?"

I asked, puzzled.

"We're waiting for your vote, of course,"

Balgus said calmly.

"I'm not a guild leader."

"Who said only guild leaders can vote? Neither proposal is inherently superior or inferior; our vote now is essentially a matter of luck,"

he chuckled.

I was utterly speechless… They were actually rolling dice on a matter concerning the guild's survival!

And most importantly, the last die rolled was mine!

In fact, Balgus's approach wasn't wrong. Without knowing the fate of Blackhis and his subordinates, any choice was completely illogical. Since that was the case, I didn't need to think about it anymore… Fey agreed to the first option, so I'd stand with her.

"I agree to issue the warning."

Hearing my decision, Balgus nodded and then handed over the task of leaving warning messages for the guild members to Nafiseya.

After finishing that, I left the meeting room. They had other things to discuss, so there was no point in me staying.

Fey casually said goodbye to me along with the others, then continued chatting and laughing with Azza.

I found it a little funny; it was like a secret crush during our school days, but with a bittersweet flavor.

Arriving at the mercenary headquarters in Ryugu City, I immediately left a message for Melfis, detailing our guild's current situation and inquiring about the casualties among the other Dreams members.

I expected a reply from Melfis in a couple of days, but my inbox lit up a few seconds after I sent it.

Slightly surprised, I opened my email and found that Melfis had only replied with one sentence:

"Killed them all."

This guy… he must have done it on purpose… He had anticipated our guild would face this problem, so he deliberately left no survivors in that cave… My impression of his meticulousness deepened even further.

"Why did you reply so quickly? Did you happen to be at the mercenary camp? What are you doing there?"

I sent another message, but after a few minutes, there was still no reply. In fact, Melfis had never replied to this message... After meeting him again, I specifically asked about what happened then, and he simply said he wasn't interested in chatting with me... That jerk...

************

When I returned to the guild, Balgoth and the others had already finished their meeting and were chatting and drinking tea with a large group of guild members in the hall. Azza had just returned, so many people were gathered around him. He had no airs of a high-ranking warrior and often made faces at others.

"Azza is very popular..."

I walked over to Mono and poured myself a cup of tea.

"Of course, after all, he's our guild's ace."

Mono pushed the sugar cube to me, leaning against the tea table and looking at Azza.

"Just how strong is he?"

I tasted the tea in my hand and felt that Western tea wasn't really suitable for me.

“He’s already at level one,”

Mono said. “It’s hard to imagine, isn’t it? What kind of world is level one?”

I wonder what it would be like if Melfis could reach level one. A guy like him, whose combat skills are enough to make up for the difference of three energy levels, would be terrifying if he reached level one. But for some reason, I always feel that he will die before he reaches the peak…

It’s not that I want him to die, I just feel that someone as talented as him probably won’t have much luck.

After all, luck plays an undeniable role in battle, and we dragons have a saying: “Heaven is jealous of talent.”

Someone came to chat with Mono, so I wandered over to the side, leaning against the wall and forcing myself to savor the strange-tasting drink in my hand. Rayout is such a lively guild, I’m still not quite used to it.

Just then, Shadow Eclipse Wind Howl, one of the top three guild members, suddenly came over. He didn’t say anything to me, he just leaned against the wall very close to me.

For the first few seconds, I was a little embarrassed because I didn’t greet him or say anything. But soon, I felt inexplicably and naturally relax. We watched the others laughing and talking in the hall in silence, as if watching an entertaining play. Talking to him at that moment would have felt strange, and I didn't know why.

This kind of unhurried silence is something only longtime friends can understand. I don't know why this was happening; today was the first time I'd met Ying Shi.

After finishing his tea, he left. Watching his retreating figure, I suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity. I had this feeling when I shared a cigarette with Wange outside her wooden house. Wange had been dead for a long time, and I thought I would never find this feeling again.

In that instant, I felt an urge to confide in Fey about what had happened between me and Wange, but when I looked at her, she was surrounded by a group of friends. At that moment, I suddenly felt a great distance between Fey and me.

People are always so greedy. Before being with her, I thought it would be wonderful to have her. After having her, I wanted to completely possess her, to lock her in a cage, not letting anyone else see her even a glance.

I should be content; that idea of possessing Fey entirely was far too childish. But it wasn't an unforgivable thought; it only showed my loyalty to her.

Just as I was gazing at Fey's smiling face from afar, someone walked up to me. I turned and saw it was Azza.

"Greedy Wolf, is it? Nice to meet you."

He extended his hand to me first.

"Azza, I've heard so much about you for a while now."

I shook his hand.

“I just don’t know if those rumors are good or bad.”

Azza smiled cleanly; he gave off a very, very clean feeling. As a man, he put a lot of effort into maintaining his image… or perhaps he was just a very serious person.

“Don’t worry, I haven’t heard any really bad things said about you.”

“It still sounds like there are some negative rumors… It’s impossible to please everyone.”

“But she can.”

I gestured towards Fey in the distance.

“No, no, you don’t understand. A lot of women would be jealous of someone like her.”

Azza looked over and smiled. “How did you and Melfis meet?”

He changed the subject, which suited me perfectly; I didn’t want him to realize that Fey and I had any connection.

“What did Fey say to you?”

“She said you two seemed to know each other quite well.”

I nodded. “He’s a good companion.”

“That’s a rare comment, you know, people usually don’t have a good word to say about Melfis.”

“It was probably a coincidence that we became companions, because some dead spirit is haunting us…”

I said with a self-deprecating laugh. “You’re friends with him?”

Azza shook his head. “Not at all. I fought him, and he almost killed me.”

“But you still won. There aren’t many people who can beat Melfis.”

I said.

“And there will be fewer and fewer…”

Azza seemed to be pulled into a memory. “When we fought, there was a significant level difference between us, and he didn’t use his usual techniques against me.”

“Techniques? What techniques?”

“He’s a notorious assassin in the real dark world outside the game, didn’t you know?”

Azza looked at me.

I was shocked. Many things made sense now. His familiarity with human anatomy and close combat... and that chilling killing intent... these are things ordinary people can't possess... It turns out he was a monster born to kill...

"How could an assassin come to this kind of game..."

"Maybe it's a hobby, maybe he has someone to kill, maybe it's just a way to expand his business, who knows."

"Why did you tell me such confidential information? Melfis probably doesn't like you spreading his business around."

I stared at Azza.

"I didn't spread it around, I just told you. As one of his few surviving friends, you have the right to know this."

"He and I were just travel companions."

"If it were that simple, he wouldn't have left me a message asking me to look after you."

Azza's eyes were smiling.

"He..."

I opened my mouth, not knowing what to say. Azza's words made me a little embarrassed. After all, I hadn't expected Melfis to look at me like that. "You and him aren't friends, so why would he tell you something like this?"

Azza's smile widened. "Because I like him, but I was ruthlessly rejected when I confessed."

...Azza is gay... I should have known. Normal men wouldn't dress so neatly...

"What? Are you anti-gay?"

Azza asked, looking at my expression.

"No, I've just figured out some things,"

I said. "Whether someone likes men or women is their own business, and I don't like to interfere. But I should make it clear beforehand that Melfis and I both like women."

Azza laughed heartily. "Don't worry, you're not my type!"

I couldn't help but laugh too. This guy was really funny.

"Fey told me,"

he suddenly lowered his voice, "I'm glad the man she ended up with is pretty good."

"You said I'm not your type..."

"That doesn't stop me from admiring your face and body."

After hearing that, I didn't know what kind of expression I had, but Azza laughed even harder.

"Alright, alright, if I keep joking like this with you, we probably won't even be able to talk to each other anymore, hahaha! Don't worry, I won't steal Fey's man, so please don't look like

you've swallowed a fly... hahahaha!" "It's really hard to get angry with someone like you..."

I said, half-laughing and half-crying.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Fey appeared beside us at some point, looking at us with a bright smile.

"We were just casually discussing life."

Azza put on a serious face, then smiled and walked away.

"He seems nice, but he seems a little mischievous."

I said to Fey, watching Azza's departing figure.

"Yeah. But even with you, only four people in the guild know about his sexual orientation, so don't go around telling everyone..."

"Do I look like a gossip? Who are the other two?"

"Mono and Shadow Eclipse."

"Shadow Eclipse is his partner?"

"No... do you think Shadow Eclipse is that kind of person?"

"Not at all."

While we were having our usual, uneventful conversation, people kept passing by, so we both kept a straight face. I tried my best to hide the deep affection in my eyes, and so did she.

"Fey, you seem to be recovering well. Interested in finding a mission to earn some money?"

Fronburn said to Fey as he approached.

"...Um...Sure, Wolf, why don't you come too?"

Fey said to me.

I was about to agree when Balgus interrupted, saying,

"I'll wait for you in my room. I have a special mission."

I looked at Fey, then at Fronburn, a hint of disappointment in my eyes: "You two go ahead. Judging from Balgus's expression, it's not an easy mission."

Fey nodded, then left with Fronburn. As they left, she secretly reached out and squeezed my hand. This gesture warmed my heart instantly.

**********

After I entered his room, Balgus pushed a chair towards me. "You're not actually the best candidate for this mission, but I think you should still do it..."

Hearing this, I had a guess about the mission's content.

"You want me to go to Dreams' territory to gather intelligence..."

"That's right, you have excellent insight."

Balgus nodded approvingly.

"Probably influenced by certain people..."

To be honest, I felt I made significant progress during my time with Melfis.

"The reason I sent you is because this mission is extremely dangerous. And the fundamental responsibility for the conflict between Rayout and Dreams lies with you in protecting your comrades. I don't think you would agree to let someone else take on this responsibility."

He was absolutely right. Some things had to be done by me; those who shirk responsibility will never become strong.

"Blackhis's men have all been killed by my comrade, and you want me to find out if Blackhis survived from the Beast Nest, right?"

"Yes. Although we were going to issue a warning, I changed my mind and had Nafisaya revise the warning. I didn't mention Dreams as the target of the warning; I just asked members outside to temporarily hide their guild emblems. I hope you can bring back decisive information as soon as possible, otherwise you know what will happen if this continues."

The biggest difference between our guild and those top-tier guilds is in the establishment of an intelligence network. After confirming that their members were wiped out in the Beast Forest, Dreams will definitely start gathering relevant intelligence immediately.

If they discover that Rayou has imposed martial law in the next few days, they will undoubtedly link these events to us.

If Blackheath is alive, we can at least negotiate peacefully.

But if it's just suspicion, it's a completely different story.

It's not that they will definitely use force against us, but that they don't know if we will use force against them for our own safety. Under this chain of suspicion, they will definitely strike first. Therefore, this uncertain intelligence connection is more dangerous than "we killed Blackheath and his men."

"I'm leaving tomorrow,"

I told him.

"I've chosen someone with a lot of relevant experience to go with you."

Balgus nodded.

"Who?"

"Sanzenin Natsuki."

"Her? I don't know her very well..."

"But she has a deep understanding of infiltration, escape, and intelligence analysis techniques. I don't want you to go to your death at the Dreams' headquarters without a clue."

Balgus brought Sanzenin. The black-haired girl seemed to already know about the mission, so she didn't ask any questions after coming in. Balgus left us to discuss the specifics and then left.

“This mission is quite dangerous. Actually, I think I'd be better off going alone to my death,”

I joked with the girl.

“If there’s real danger, someone has to bring back the intelligence. You go to your death, I’ll bring the intelligence.”

Her serious expression made me feel a little awkward, but I always felt she was faking it.

“To work together, we should learn more about each other’s abilities,”

I said.

The girl agreed with my suggestion.

“I’m best at close combat. My magic is mostly from equipment, and I have some defensive and mid-range offensive skills.”

In fact, the Ring of Immortality has some even more powerful abilities, but I didn’t intend to tell anyone directly. Melfis’s style greatly influenced me; he believed that keeping something in reserve often played a significant role in changing the course of a battle.

“I’m also good at close combat,”

Sanzenin said.

“And then?”

I asked.

“Nothing more,”

the girl said calmly.

“Is that all?”

I wasn’t satisfied with her answer.

She didn’t speak. I only felt a flash of sword light before my eyes, and when I reacted, a knife was already pressed against my forehead. I didn't even have time to react. If she were an enemy, I would have been killed without warning, leaving me drenched in a cold sweat.

Her sword strike didn't use any localized energy acceleration; it was an attack executed solely from the strength of her wrist and arm. What was even more astonishing was that Sanzenin's hand was incredibly steady, and she had achieved a remarkably high level of control over when to retract her force. This wasn't something an ordinary person could do.

"Satisfied?"

she said, then sheathed the katana in her hand with a speed I couldn't even see.

"How did you do that?"

I took a deep breath to maintain my composure.

"Just long hours of practice. If you did this a thousand times a day, you could do it too."

"You're not an ordinary person out there..."

I frowned at her.

"Of course I'm an ordinary person, still in high school."

She glanced at me.

"A high school student... running around in a place like this doing such life-or-death things... Doesn't your family care?"

"This is none of your business..."

she muttered.

If I wasn't mistaken, this girl must have come from a kendo dojo or something similar. The Light Clan has an excellent tradition of swordsmanship, but this is the first time I've seen them utilize that advantage in a game like this.

"Can I see your sword?"

I was very interested in the Japanese sword in her hand. I'd only ever seen Japanese swords in movies; this was the first time I'd had the chance to see one up close, either in reality or in [the Divine Capital].

Xia Xi hesitated for a moment, then handed me the sword.

It was much heavier than I'd imagined. I drew it and swung it a few times, finding it far more difficult to control than I expected. Mastering this weapon required not only extensive practice but also considerable arm strength.

I couldn't resist gently pressing Xia Xi's shoulder. Her small shoulder, though slender, was taut and completely free of fat.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Xia Xi exclaimed in surprise when I touched her, taking several steps back.

"Your muscles are really strong. You practice swordsmanship, right?"

I quickly explained, surprised by her reaction.

"Give me back the sword..."

she held out her hand, looking uncomfortable.

Looking at her face, I had no choice but to give in. Actually, I felt she didn't need to be so wary of me. Although I wasn't a good person, I hadn't done anything excessive to her.

"The guild leader gave me permission to go to the guild warehouse and get some helpful items..."

She snatched the knife, threw down those words, and ran out.

I watched her retreating figure, shrugged helplessly, and followed behind.

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04-19
Chapter 08

The guild warehouse was quite large, with rows and rows of shelves piled high with all sorts of weapons. Of course, these weapons seemed to be strategic reserves; while their quality was excellent, they still couldn't compare to the high-level equipment we usually used. There were even more various healing potions and supplies. It seemed Balgus had never let his guard down; these items were clearly prepared for a potential guild war.

"So many potions… doesn't our guild have any dedicated apothecaries…?"

"Yes… Nafisaya is one,"

Xia Xi whispered. "She learned a lot of support skills for the guild."

In my memory, Nafisaya's combat level was quite low; it turned out she had focused all her energy on this.

I heard she was also Balgus and Mono's friend outside; she must have been dragged in to hang out with them…

"What level are you now?"

I asked casually, looking around at the items on the shelves.

"Level seven,"

Xia Xi turned to look at me. "And you?"

I gestured an "eight" to her. Actually, I hadn't checked my level in a long time; level eight was Melfis's assessment of me before entering the Beast Forest, so I didn't know how accurate it was.

“So you’re not as high-level as me…”

Xia Xi suddenly smiled, then immediately covered her mouth and hid it.

“Smiling more won’t hurt. You look much better when you smile than when you have a straight face,”

I said helplessly.

“…You’re clearly quite old, yet you say such frivolous things…”

She rolled her eyes at me.

I was taken aback. “Hey! Who’s quite old! I’m only in my twenties!”

“At least seven or eight years older than me, old man~” She completely disregarded my feelings. This girl!

But she seemed to relax a bit when she was with me. At least I didn’t have to see her with a straight face all the time.

“Do I really look that old…”

“No…”

Xia Xi lowered her head to hide her smile.

It was really not easy to have a normal conversation with her like this…

“Are you and Fey a couple?”

She suddenly looked up and asked me a question.

This question was very abrupt. Did she find out something? Or did Fey say something to her?

I thought for a moment and decided it was better not to tell the truth, otherwise Fey would probably be unhappy.

“No. She and I are not in that kind of relationship,”

I answered, pretending to be very firm.

"I had a feeling there was more to your relationship than meets the eye when you two looked at each other..."

she persisted, I really didn't know why she was suddenly harping on this.

"You're overthinking it, we're just trusted partners,"

I could only say.

"Just pretend I didn't ask!"

Xia Xi said, then quickly walked inside.

I shrugged, it seemed I'd gotten away with it.

We walked to the back of the warehouse, and Xia Xi started picking through some items in a corner. I noticed they were mostly potions, but I didn't know what they were for. If I needed to know, she would tell me; if I didn't, there was no need to waste time explaining.

Just as we were about to leave after getting our things, we suddenly heard laughter. This startled us, because not just anyone could enter this place. Besides the eight guild officers with management authority, only members with specially authorized time-limited passes were allowed in.

Xia Xi stepped back, her elbow bumping into a bottle. I quickly reached out to retrieve it, preventing it from shattering on the ground, but the potion inside spilled all over Xia Xi.

I quickly reached out to find something to wipe her hands, but Xia Xi pulled me back and pointed towards the warehouse door.

Xia Xi and I hid behind the shelves and looked over, only to find that it was indeed a guild leader... Pudding and an ordinary guild member, Dolan.

Dolan roughly shoved Pudding onto the table by the door, knocking all the armor and weapons on it to the ground.

"Look how you're going to clean up this mess..."

Pudding struggled and giggled.

Dolan didn't give her a chance to finish her sentence; he kissed her forcefully and lifted Pudding's skirt. Pudding's white thighs were now exposed to Xia Xi and me.

Ugh, what a mess... The most embarrassing thing was that there was a "high school girl" next to me...

"How many people have you slept with while I was gone?"

Dolan asked as he tore at Pudding's clothes.

"Ah... don't tear my top! Not many~ only two~ Are you jealous?"

Pudding tried to comply with Dolan's actions while unbuckling his belt.

"Looks like you're not happy without someone to fuck you!"

Dolan laughed, rubbing Pudding's breasts with his hands.

"Then will you make me feel good?"

Pudding squeezed Dolan's waist tightly with her shapely legs, pushing him towards her.

"I'll fuck you to heaven in a bit, hahaha!"

Dolan pulled off Pudding's panties and buried his head between her legs.

"Ah...oh oh oh oh...tongue...deeper...ah! Right there...so good...haha ah ah...deeper...oh oh..."

Pudding threw her head back, holding Dolan's head with her hands, lying on the table, trembling with pleasure.

Orange's sister is really an open woman, actually bringing people to a place like this to cause trouble. I couldn't help but laugh to myself, but then I heard a slight, rapid breathing sound beside me.

I turned my head and saw Xia Xi staring blankly in that direction, her face flushed, her chest heaving.

When she noticed me looking at her, she quickly pushed my face away.

"Damn it... I wasn't going to do anything to you." I cursed inwardly, half-laughing and half-crying.

Meanwhile, Dolan was already on top of Pudding, his buttocks throbbing. We weren't too far apart, and the sounds of Pudding's sticky fluid squeezing out and her moans clearly reached us.

"Oh... harder... harder... so... so good... ah... Dolan... you're still the best... oh... you're still the strongest... you always hit the very end... ah... faster... so hot... woo..."

I didn't really like watching this... and didn't want to disturb them, so I turned my back to them and sat down on the floor. Seeing me sit down, Xia Xi quickly covered her skirt and squatted down beside me.

Her action revealed something I shouldn't have seen... white panties... and a wet patch in the center of the panties...

I smiled at her, her face turning as red as flames, and she pushed me away, turning my back to her. I couldn't resist her, so I did as she said. She put one hand on my back, seemingly to make sure I wouldn't turn around to look at her again. This girl is so shy; most high school girls should be quite open-minded about this kind of thing, right? In my memory.

"Ahhh! Dolan, you bastard! It hurts! How could you... Ahhh... Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

Looking at the other side, Dolan had already pressed Pudding down on the table... and judging from Pudding's protests, it seemed that the place he was moving on had become Pudding's back hole...

"It's not the first time, what are you yelling about..."

Dolan slapped Pudding's butt repeatedly, making her scream.

“You…you didn’t use lubricant again this time! It hurts so much! You bastard…ahhh…”

“You’ve already leaked so much fluid, what do you need lubricant for? And look, you’re leaking even more now, hahaha!”

“Uh…uh…that’s…oh oh…you bastard…ahhh…”

I heard the girl behind me catch her breath, as if she had also realized that the place Dolan was inserting into wasn’t where she had imagined. Because Dolan had already picked Pudding up from behind, Pudding’s labia were covered in white, sticky fluid, and Dolan’s penis was thrusting in and out of her anus.

“How…is this possible…can you do that in a place

like that…” I seemed to hear Xia Xi making a faint buzzing sound behind me.

“You you you…what do you want to do…don’t…ahhh…you…”

Dolan seemed to be not satisfied yet, he took a sword, and then used the smooth part of the scabbard to soak up Pudding’s love fluid and inserted it into her vagina.

"Ugh! It's so full... You're going to kill me! Oh... It's so full... You bastard... You've played me to death... Ahh... So good... Harder... Move it in the front too... Ugh... I'm coming..."

"I knew you liked this, do you want more?"

Dolan slowed down, teasing the helpless Pudding who was being held in the air.

"You bastard... Hurry... Hurry up and fuck me... I can't take it... Ahh... It hurts so much..."

"Come on, let's do it together..."

Dolan licked Pudding's face, and then the two kissed, saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths. The thrusting at the point of connection between their lower bodies became even more ferocious, and the fluid flowing from Pudding's vagina had already soaked a large area of the floor.

"I'm coming... I'm coming! Harder... Don't stop... Don't stop! Ohhhhhhhh! Mmm... Ahhhhhhh!"

Pudding screamed and trembled all over, while Dolan also began to breathe heavily, his thighs shaking constantly. He slowly put Pudding back on the table, and then pulled out his penis. A thick stream of semen flowed from Pudding's buttocks. Pudding lay on the table, panting, continuing to kiss Dolan.

"Hmm..."

At that moment, the girl's hand, which was on my back, suddenly gripped my clothes tightly, and a slight trembling sound came from her nose. Could it be that this guy...? My lower body involuntarily hardened.

I turned around and saw Xia Xi squatting on the ground, her hand inside her underwear, her eyes half-closed, her face flushed crimson. Her underwear was completely soaked, and a large amount of clear liquid flowed down her thighs. She looked so alluring, especially in this semi-public place...

Xia Xi looked up at me with hazy eyes, then suddenly pounced on me and hugged me, burying her head in my chest. A girlish scent mixed with spring fever enveloped me. I tried to struggle, but realized that if I really tried to break free, the two people over there would definitely notice us, and then things would get even more complicated.

I glanced over there and saw Pudding and Dolan cleaning up the mess they'd made while joking around. Luckily, they weren't looking our way, or they might have actually seen us.

Suddenly, I felt a chill down my spine. Xia Xi had unzipped my pants, and my hard penis sprang out, almost slapping her cheek.

"Hey…you…"

I tried to protest in a low voice. But she seemed to know I wouldn't dare move, and she stuck out her tongue and licked the head of my penis hard.

The sudden, intense stimulation made me grimace and almost cry out. The black-haired girl's tongue was frighteningly nimble, constantly exploring every crevice of my penis; the unparalleled softness felt like heaven.

My entire penis was dripping wet from her licking, her face was flushed, her eyes seemed to be brimming with tears, and her lower body rubbed against me, almost wetting my trouser legs. Through her damp panties, I could clearly see a pink slit. My instinct was to thrust my engorged member inside her, to ravage her until she cried out in pain and begged for mercy.

Xia Xi opened her mouth and swallowed my glans, sucking on it mouthful by mouthful, her tongue teasing the urethra. I almost ejaculated, quickly pressing her head down to stop her.

Unable to move her head, she simply sucked on half of my penis like a drink.

The intense suction and stimulation made my teeth chatter, forcing me to release her head.

Now, she swallowed my penis even more brazenly. I was helpless; it was just too good. It had been a long time since I'd received oral sex. I always felt prostitutes weren't clean, so I didn't like them doing it. But now, the one on top of me, forcefully sucking on my penis, was an incredibly pure young girl. It was simply irresistible.

But I hadn't forgotten Fey, and doing this now would be a betrayal of her. I had no choice but to thrust my penis in forcefully, hitting Xia Xi's throat squarely. She immediately opened her mouth and gagged.

I quickly pulled my wet penis out of her mouth.

I didn't know why she would suddenly abandon her composure and do this to me... Maybe what had just happened was too stimulating for her... or...

My gaze fell on the spilled medicine bottle next to me... Damn it... that was... an aphrodisiac! Why would our guild keep this kind of stuff in the warehouse! Who has such a perverse sense of humor! Now

it was clear why Xia Xi had collapsed. Judging from her appearance, she seemed to lack sexual experience, and in her dazed state, she would be easily affected by the drug.

Let me do a good deed. If she went out like this, she would be too ashamed to face anyone. I wrapped one arm around her arms and body from behind, and then reached down to her genitals with the other hand.

My fingertips slipped into Xia Xi's vagina, and she

cried out, "Ugh..." Luckily, Pudding and Dolan had already finished cleaning up and left, otherwise this would have been enough to finish us off.

I planned to use my fingers to give her a good orgasm and then bring her back to her senses. But when I put my fingers in, I discovered that this woman was also a virgin, just like Fey...

Xia Xi's body writhed restlessly in my arms, but my mind was a bit of a mess. I always felt that girls with that kind of oral skills shouldn't still be virgins, but I had actually encountered one who had never been deflowered... I didn't know if it was lucky or unlucky, I just hoped that she wouldn't cling to me after she came to her senses.

Since Xia Xi was still a virgin, I couldn't do anything too outrageous to her vagina, nor could I probe too deeply. And simply stimulating her labia was a bit troublesome... I complained inwardly as I started pinching and pressing Xia Xi's clitoris with my fingers, constantly stimulating her with vibrations.

"Ugh... Oh... Waaaaah... Ugh... Let me pee... Ahhh!"

"Just enjoy your orgasm, little virgin,"

I said helplessly in her ear, then quickened my pace.

Xia Xi let out even more rapid cries, sounding like she was about to suffocate. A few seconds later, her whole body trembled, and two small streams of sticky vaginal fluid spurted from her tightly closed labia.

I really wanted to give her a kiss, because her expression was just too adorable. But I held back; even a kiss without love wasn't something I wanted to give to a woman other than Fey.

I held her tightly, hoping to make her feel safer in the afterglow of her orgasm. Xia Xi's trembling slowly stopped; she breathed heavily, as if she had just recovered from suffocation.

It was time to leave. My penis was still painfully hard, but I couldn't relieve myself here…

“It's the medication's fault. I won't look down on you because of it, so don't worry, we'll pretend this never happened. We'll leave tomorrow morning, I'm leaving now.”

I said this in a very serious and earnest voice in her ear, then let her lie down on her side on the floor and left.

************

I scanned the hallway, feeling hot all over, then glanced at the kitchen, but didn't see Fey. So I ran to the dormitory area and knocked on her door.

“Who is it?”

She was inside, and it seemed the soundproofing system wasn't on.

“Fey…”

I answered.

Fey opened the door, “Oh, it's Tanlang, what's up?”

she said, pretending to be serious.

I then fiercely kissed her on the lips and pushed her into the room.

"Waaah... Waaah..."

Fey finally managed to pull my tongue out of her mouth. "No... no... close the door first..."

Fey struggled out of my arms in a slight panic to close the door. Fortunately, no one had passed by in the hallway when the scene unfolded. I didn't let her go; instead, I slammed her against the door and began kissing her wildly.

"Mmm! Mmm... Waaah... Mmm..."

Fey was breathless from my frenzied kisses, her tongue frantically trying to escape.

I frightened her... She was like a startled fawn trying to escape this greedy wolf... But right now, all I wanted to do was devour her, leaving not a bone. I had been ravenously tempted by this tender bait for a long time.

I began to strip off her clothes, one by one, and accidentally tore one of her shoulder straps.

"...Greedy wolf..."

Fey suddenly let out a soft, sorrowful sound. The sound instantly cooled my frenzy. She seemed to be saying… “Please don’t bully me like this…”

I stopped what I was doing and gave her a gentle kiss again. Her trembling with fear stopped, slowly transforming into physical excitement.

Our tongues intertwined lasciviously on our lips, and then I pulled her close, Fey forced to stick out her tongue in submission to my plunder.

I savored it for a full minute before releasing her. Fey cupped my face, her clothes tattered, and looked into my eyes softly, saying,

“Just now… you really scared me…”

“…I’m sorry…”

Fey shook her head, her face flushed, “…I’m yours…you can do whatever you want…I…I believe in the tenderness in your heart…”

“Right now I only want you…”

“Then take me…”

Fey looked at me with hazy eyes, her body trembling even more violently, revealing an expression of submissive acceptance, like a lamb to the slaughter.

It was this expression that reignited the frenzy within me. I abruptly turned her back to me and pressed her hands against the door. Then, like a wolf, I licked and bit her neck, leaving two bloody teeth marks.

"...Ahhh!..."

Fey's body was pressed tightly against the rough door panel, her soft breasts squeezed into a shameful shape.

"...No...don't bite...bite like that...they'll all find out..."

Fey pleaded, but it was too late.

Under my brutal violation, Fey's lower body was already incredibly slippery. I don't know if she inherently liked my roughness, or if she was just aroused and became wet like this...

"Ahhh..."

she cried out long as I thrust all the way in. I pounded into her from behind, making her door slam slightly. The girl's delicate body was lifted up with each thrust, as if she couldn't bear it.

"...Please be gentle...it still hurts down there...waaaah..."

Fey turned her head and pleaded.

I suppressed my desire and slowed down. The girl's slightly painful moans lessened, replaced by helpless groans from deep within her throat.

"Ah... um... ahh... so hot... how... ahh... can it be so hard... ohh... don't stir it... too... ohh!"

Through the door, I heard people chatting as they passed by Fey's door. Mischievously, I suddenly increased my speed, thrusting relentlessly into Fey's deepest recesses like a pile driver.

"Ah!"

Fey screamed as she was stabbed, then quickly bit her hand. Her body heaved as I fucked her, her face flushed red, her eyes brimming with tears, yet she dared not utter a sound.

Outside the door, guild members moved about, while inside the thin wooden door, Rayout's goddess trembled uncontrollably as I ravaged her. Under this stimulation, Fey's entire body tensed, her vagina contracting forcefully, her clitoris trembling wildly, almost causing me to ejaculate immediately. I quickly stopped, lest I surrender.

After I stopped attacking, Fey's body collapsed, exhausted. Her hands were firmly pressed against the wall, her body and lower body almost at a ninety-degree angle, her back forming a waning crescent moon arc.

"I can't... Greedy Wolf... I really can't... We... Ah... Let's go to the bed... Please..."

Fey twisted her body, looking up at me pitifully.

I grabbed her legs and lifted her up abruptly, my lower body firmly inside her, striding towards the bedroom.

"No... No! This position... It's so embarrassing..."

Fey cried, covering her face.

I threw the girl onto the bed, and before she could struggle to turn over, I pressed myself against her again, thrusting my penis deep into her petals.

As if to punish her resistance, I thrust into her wildly a full two hundred times. The first time we made love, I was afraid of hurting her, so it wasn't this intense; this time, it felt more like making up for the taste I hadn't experienced before.

The girl, who was experiencing sex for the first time, groaned repeatedly as the simple, unskilled movements caused her vaginal muscles to tremble and a torrent of vaginal fluid to splatter out.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Too...too hard! It's going to break! Ahh! So strong...too fast! In my stomach...mmm! Uhh..."

Because it was doggy style, my penis went in even deeper than the first time. Under the high-speed and powerful attack, the girl's flower gradually opened wide. I didn't notice and suddenly thrust into her uterus. Fey's body jerked upwards, her mouth wide open, but she couldn't make a sound.

I only felt my glans suddenly being enveloped by something huge and soft, so tender that it seemed like it would be crushed if I moved.

"Stomach! Uhhh...it's inside...my stomach...Waaah! How...uhhh...how could it be so...oh oh!...so deep...Greedy Wolf...I...uhhh...my stomach hurts..."

"Does it feel good..."

I bit her earlobe.

"Lower...uhhh...lower body...it's so numb...ahhh...I can't move...waaah...but...I like it so much..."

Fey's whole body trembled because of the battle between two completely contradictory feelings of pain and pleasure, like a small sailboat in a storm.

“The second round is about to begin.”

I smiled, the rest I had just taken had restored some of my strength.

“No! No… let me… turn around… I want to hug you… please…”

Fey said, trembling.

With a gentle heart, I turned her over. My penis spun inside her womb, making me feel as if I were about to crush that incredibly tender palace. Fey was completely unable to move; her eyes kept rolling upwards, almost losing her mind from the intense stimulation.

I lifted the girl onto my lap and continued to explore her body. Fey lay weakly on my shoulder, soaking wet.

“This position, it’s your turn to move.”

I smiled and slapped Fey’s little bottom. Fey

screamed, “Ah!” and her vaginal canal tightened again, making me tremble.

The girl’s hair was wet with sweat. She bit her lip and held onto my shoulder, symbolically moving a couple of times, then had no more strength left.

“…I…I’m…so useless…”

Fey murmured, “My body…can’t move…”

“Then I’m coming?”

“Mmm…”

She bit her lip and nodded, “Just…be gentle, okay…so heavy, I…will…”

“Don’t you like it?”

“I like it…but I don’t want to always be first…”

I ruffled her hair a couple of times, then kissed her lips, holding her tenderly in my arms and moving with her.

The girl’s sensitive body was gradually pushed to orgasm by me, she let out a blissful moan, and then went limp in my arms.

Just then, there was a knock on her door. Fey’s body twitched instinctively, and she gasped for breath.

“Fey, I heard you in there…are you alright?”

Fronburn’s voice.

This girl actually forgot to turn on the soundproofing system…

“I’m fine…just about to sleep…”

Fey’s little hole trembled again when she answered Fronburn outside the door with a serious expression, and even more love juice gushed out. Seeing this, I couldn’t help but want to tease the cute girl a little more.

“I have something to tell you about the mission. Can we come in?”

I turned the limp girl around again, so her back was to me, while her front and her soaking wet vulva faced the door. Fey’s breathing quickened, and her hand instinctively grabbed my arm.

But I didn’t let her off so easily; I continued thrusting, my free hand gently squeezing her clitoris.

Fey turned her face and looked at me with a mournful gaze, while I just lewdly licked her lips and increased my speed.

“Ah…ah…ah…”

Fey couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. She had to grab my fingers that were ravaging her clitoris with one hand and cover her mouth tightly with the other.

“Fey? Open the door!”

Under the powerful thrusts and intense stimulation, Fey’s hands flared up and down, as if trying to stop me, but she couldn’t, and had to cover her mouth again. “

Waaah…uhhh…hmm ... Outside the door were men she had rejected countless times who admired her, while inside, a scene of utter debauchery unfolded. Fey and I both experienced a terrifying pleasure from this stark contrast. The girl's clitoris tightened wildly with this pleasure, a powerful suction pulling me to my climax. After dozens of thrusts, I bit her neck and ejaculated inside her. The girl's eyes widened, and she tried to scream. I quickly covered her mouth with my hand, silencing her moans. Her body convulsed, and her vaginal fluids continuously flowed from her labia. Although I had ejaculated, my penis strangely didn't soften. I couldn't resist thrusting into Fey's vagina several more times, stimulating her awake. "...I'm asleep...I'm already asleep...we'll talk about it tomorrow..." Fey managed to utter these words before drifting back to sleep. She looked so adorable… I carried her step by step into the bathroom… As the warm water gently enveloped her, Fey gradually woke up. She looked at me holding her, then bit my lip. “You’re so mean… When others are outside, you bully me like that… Waaah…” “But you seem to enjoy it, don’t you?” I laughed, “Whenever you talk to someone outside, your lower body gets so tight~” Fey lowered her head: “…So you…think…I’m not tight enough down there normally…” “Of course not…Every time I first go in, it always hurts for a while! You’re overthinking it…my Fey!” I held her and kept pecking at her lips, finally dispelling her concerns. This girl always seems to care more about strange things…Is it that she’s just too inexperienced when it comes to sex…? Fey reached out and hugged my neck, starting to whine, “I really want to go on a mission with you…You’ll be gone for a long time, I miss you so much…” “You’re already thinking about me before you even leave?” I tapped her nose with my finger. "Mmm...I've wanted it so much...really..." Fey confessed earnestly, as if afraid I wouldn't sense the deep longing in her heart. I kissed her, she kissed me back, and that resulted in us making love tirelessly many times that night, until she never woke up again. The thought of leaving her filled me with emptiness. When the sun rose, my lower body was still tightly held inside her, unwilling to let go. Xia Xi and I set off, while Fey went to carry out another mission with her companions. We parted ways, and I didn't know when I would experience her tenderness again.

Xia Xi was always quiet, and after what happened in the warehouse, she seemed a little more wary of me, as if I would violate her. God knows, she violated me first, though I wasn't particularly annoyed.

Dreams' headquarters and Ryugu City were on the same continent, which was good; at least we didn't need to take a ship. Seagoing vessels were expensive and took a long time, and I get seasick…

“What are your thoughts on this mission?”

I initiated a conversation with Xia Xi, hoping to break the awkward silence.

“To confirm Blackhis's fate, we either need to look for clues in their internal medical facility… or check if he's still in the department he belongs to. Finally, we can capture someone with relevant information and interrogate them.”

Xia Xi said coldly.

Melfis had told me that Blackhis belonged to Dreams' Third Assassin Group. I didn't think that was a place we could easily infiltrate… Besides, regarding her last point about interrogating people… I felt that anyone with that kind of information must be someone of considerable status within Dreams, and it would be difficult for us to capture them alive.

I voiced my concerns, and Xia Xi gave me a disapproving look.

"That's why Balgus sent me with you. Just because you can't do something doesn't mean I can't..."

I raised my hands in surrender. If this conversation continued, we'd probably end up arguing. Arguing with a girl much younger than myself wasn't exactly something to be proud of.

"Am I really that annoying? Giving me a nice look once in a while shouldn't be that hard, right?"

I muttered under my breath.

Xia Xi turned and glared at me: "You did that...that kind of thing to me and...you expect me to smile at you?!"

"Please, I didn't rape you. Besides, you pounced on me first."

I said, spreading my hands.

"You...you...I was under a drug, couldn't you have dodged? A man isn't even as strong as me? I don't believe it!"

"If I struggled, Pudding and the others would definitely have noticed. Do you want them to see you like that? I don't mind."

I said aggressively.

"Then...then what happened down there! I've never done it with anyone before!"

She was red-faced and tried to argue with me.

"I gave you a good time, and you haven't even thanked me yet. If I'd known you were planning to leave the warehouse smeared with your love juices, I wouldn't have done all that."

I was a little angry. I didn't get any advantage, but I ended up covered in filth. Even the most good-tempered person wouldn't be indifferent.

Xia Xi opened her mouth, too angry to speak. She simply drew her knife and slashed at me.

"You..."

I was about to speak but immediately shut my mouth, drawing my weapon and parrying three of her vertical slashes.

This woman actually seemed to have increased her energy and wanted to teach me a lesson. I had no choice but to activate my combat mode and fight her.

Her attack power was considerable, comparable to that of a male warrior, and coupled with her small stature, her attack speed was extremely high.

I didn't intend to fight her at all, so I was always on the defensive. Xia Xi easily found openings in my defense and directly slashed at my protective shield. The energy shield buzzed, seemingly unable to hold for long.

I was forced to retreat repeatedly, but she relentlessly pursued me, her knife flashing wildly in her hands.

I'd never seen such fluid swordsmanship. She frequently shifted her grip on the sword during the gaps in her attacks, and every time she switched from a forehand to a backhand, I couldn't keep up with her moves. My energy shield was guaranteed to be slashed hard.

This was not only incredibly humiliating, but it also made me feel deeply threatened. If she accidentally killed me, it would be utterly ridiculous. I suddenly unleashed a burst of energy, blasting her away.

"Enough! Do you really want to fight?!"

I yelled at her.

"Hmph!"

She glared at me, her face flushed, and uttered a sound filled with negativity.

Just then, several people suddenly emerged from the nearby woods. I'd been so focused on dealing with Xia Xi's attacks that I hadn't noticed anyone approaching—a huge oversight.

"Beautiful lady, need any help?"

the leader, a man carrying a large axe, said to Xia Xi with a smirk.

Behind him were three others, all looking at us with extremely flippant eyes. My instinct told me these people weren't high-level; a cautious warrior wouldn't be so casual.

Xia Xi glanced at them, then shook her head. "It's none of your business."

The axe-wielding man laughed twice. "Seeing a beautiful woman being bullied, you really can't just stand by and do nothing. We'll take care of this kid for you, how about you come have a few drinks with us?"

"Easy for you to say, you can try."

I said in a deep voice. From the way they talked about me, I had no intention of letting them leave this place so easily. Some people can ignore the humiliation they receive, but I can't.

"Oh? You're quite confident in yourself~ Let me tell you, I'm an A-level warrior. If you know what's good for you, just leave quietly, I won't bother with you!"

the guy said arrogantly.

Xia Xi looked at them, then sighed. "Like you said, if you know what's good for you, just leave, don't go and die for nothing."

Hearing Xia Xi's words, the smile on the axe-wielding man's face disappeared, and the way he and his accomplices looked at me changed. When they watched us fight in the forest, we weren't really fighting seriously; the energy levels we used weren't even A-level, so he thought he could easily defeat us.

But they were too naive.

"Apologize, and I'll let you go,"

I said, gripping my sword.

"...You...you're trying to trick me..."

His voice lost its confidence.

"Whether it's a trick or not, you can try it yourself, but I don't have the patience to wait for you. I'll give you ten seconds to consider,"

I said.

Ten seconds later, these guys apologized and left. They were smart enough; otherwise, they would definitely be dead here today. I don't have the habit of leaving survivors in battle.

I know these kinds of guys well; in lower-level worlds, they always think they're above the law. Indeed, in [Divine Capital], professional warriors make up less than one in a thousand, and among professional warriors, those above A-level are even fewer.

If he were a real warrior, he wouldn't flaunt his rank; he would speak to me with his sword.

I watched them walk away quickly, then looked at Xia Xi: "If you still want to fight, I'm ready. What do you say?"

The girl bit her lip, looked at me for a few seconds, then sheathed her sword, turned around, and continued on her way.

I shook my head helplessly, then withdrew my energy and followed.

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Occasionally using energy to fly, our speed wasn't slow. We stayed in the town closest to Dugard City, where Dreams Castle was located, after a whole day.

Xia Xi seemed to log out of the game after checking into the inn, while I sat alone in the tavern, bored, to satisfy my hunger.

I had only eaten half when I received a system warning message.

"A monster horde attack?"

I frowned. "Why would something like this happen at a time like this..."

The monsters are all system-generated, and such organized, large-scale attacks on human towns are rare.

The system usually sets a six-hour limit to restrict game characters from logging out. Only capital cities are targets of monster hordes, but when such system missions occur, surrounding villages and towns are not spared.

This time, the monster horde's attack is clearly aimed at Dugard City, and it will arrive in two days. If so, Dugard City will be crowded with warriors coming to defend against the monster horde, earning bounties and hunting rare materials.

Perhaps our mission will be much easier this time, since it's hard for anyone to notice our small movements in the chaos.

I checked the monsters' levels again; most were between H and A. While there were quite a few A-rank and above monsters, they generally didn't gather together, and could usually be defeated one by one.

I wasn't particularly interested in hunting these monsters; completing the mission smoothly was enough for me.

When the monsters launch their full-scale attack, Dugard City will surely descend into chaos, as the influx of idle mercenaries and combat-leveled residents will flock to the battle like it's a festival. That's human nature; when people are in a group, their courage grows, and they always feel that with so many people dying, they're the only ones who will be safe.

Perhaps this only proves that humans are social animals. Someone as solitary as me should probably be eliminated, I thought to myself with a self-deprecating laugh.

The people in the tavern were in complete disarray when they received the system warning, many screaming hysterically. Actually, they had no reason to be afraid; the system had given them ample time to log out, and I believed that players using Level 0 neural simulation should be able to save their lives in this situation.

However, different people certainly have different thoughts. To me, their concern was merely an insignificant account, while to them, it was the entirety of the game.

Just then, I noticed someone standing at the tavern entrance, looking inside, seemingly hesitant to enter. Few people noticed this figure, but I, being extremely bored, spotted it.

It was a woman. The tavern was dimly lit, and I couldn't see her face clearly, only her white hair. Some people with a morbid sense of humor like to dye their hair white, which isn't unusual in games, but… she had two horns on her head.

When did [Shen Du] add other races to its character pool? This intrigued me. When I first created my character, only humans were available, and this woman's character was definitely not human. Small, curved gray horns, pointed ears, and the white hair probably wasn't dyed later…

I was curious, so I stood up and walked over to see what the new race's characteristics were. The woman's figure gradually became clearer in my vision. I noticed she had a very beautiful face, young, with red pupils and skin that seemed to have a faint, almost imperceptible purple hue.

The only thing that made me frown was that she was only wearing a tattered burlap sack or something similar. Based on my experience… she probably wasn't wearing anything underneath…

I stopped, not approaching her any further, because seeing her like this gave me a very strange and incongruous feeling. The girl's eyes were empty, completely unreadable, as if you could be sucked in at any moment.

When I came to my senses, she had already brushed past me and entered the tavern. I'm not good at striking up conversations, but at that moment I really wanted to ask her who she was. Before I

could even act on that thought, I clearly felt the ground tremble. When I looked outside, I was drenched in cold sweat.

The monster horde had arrived… a vast, dark mass of monsters had appeared on the horizon.

Everyone heard the roar of the monsters running and the hissing erupting from their throats.

I thought they would appear in two days, but they'd arrived so close to Dugard City!

They gave ordinary players no chance to take refuge. This level of attack could easily destroy a small town like this; the people in the town couldn't possibly defend it. Fortunately, the system-generated houses wouldn't be damaged by these monsters, so hiding in public facilities would save our lives.

The monster horde wouldn't linger; they were just passing through unless someone stopped to attack them. If it weren't for this design, every monster wave would lead to a massive number of players deleting their accounts, and the game would quickly become deserted.

It's not that I wasn't afraid. If I got caught in a monster wave of this magnitude, my chances of survival would be slim, and unlike most people here, if I died, the game would truly be over. Although the majority of these monsters were low-level, their sheer numbers were staggering. Even if I could kill hundreds, my stamina and energy would eventually run out.

To truly resist, I would need to organize an effective defensive line and rotate shifts in defense.

This was completely impossible in this town; perhaps only Dugard City could manage it.

So I decided to stay indoors until the monster wave passed.

Many townspeople had flooded into the tavern, making it incredibly crowded. I shoved aside the people jostling me, annoyed, and walked towards the horned girl in the corner. Although she looked and dressed strangely, everyone's attention was focused on the monsters, so no one noticed her.

When I walked up to her, I saw her shamelessly stealing food from the plate of the person next to her, completely unfazed. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Hungry?"

I asked.

The horned girl glanced at me but didn't speak, her mouth full of other people's fries; the unfortunate guy next to her hadn't even realized his plate was empty.

"Boss, two hamburgers, please,"

I said to the NPC behind the counter.

"What are you thinking about at a time like this..."

the guy replied. It seemed the tavern owner wasn't an AI, but a service "battery."

However, he didn't hesitate and quickly brought the food.

I placed the hamburger in front of the horned girl. "It's on me, eat up. In exchange, I want to ask you a few questions."

"What questions?"

The girl swallowed hard, looking at the hamburger without turning her gaze to me.

“That horn on your head is interesting. Is it a decoration or a new species?”

“It just grew naturally; I was born this way.”

The girl said, then picked up her hamburger and started eating.

“Born like this? You mean you have horns on your head outside?”

I was surprised by this answer.

“Ugh? What outside?”

The girl mumbled indistinctly while chewing her hamburger.

Just as I was about to ask another question, the horde of monsters arrived in town. The once noisy tavern fell silent instantly, and a large group of people seemed frozen in fear. The dark, menacing monsters roared and charged through the windows in droves, rattling the tables and dishes in the tavern. The sudden oppressive atmosphere made everyone hold their breath; no one dared to make a sound.

Only the horned girl next to me was still happily munching on her hamburger. Seeing this, I even forgot my fear and just wanted to laugh.

Her horns were so interesting that I couldn't resist reaching out to touch them. But the moment I reached out, the girl grabbed my wrist. I hadn't expected her grip to be so strong; it hurt.

"You brat… don't push your luck…"

she glared at me with murderous intent, but the food she was chewing made the murderous aura seem completely out of place.

“You’re eating what I bought, shouldn’t you be a little more polite?”

I forced a smile, enduring the pain in my wrist.

“You think you can just touch anything like that! Try touching a human woman’s breasts!”

She was surprisingly into her role… even using “humans”… I shrugged and pulled my hand away.

The two hamburgers disappeared quickly. After finishing one, she secretly tried to squeeze towards the other person’s plate with food.

I was exasperated. “How long has it been since you ate? You have quite the appetite…”

“It’s none of your business.”

She glared at me, then picked up a cherry tomato from the plate and put it in her mouth.

This time, she wasn’t so lucky. The owner of the plate turned and glared at her, giving her a look that said, “Are you crazy?” But this girl was completely oblivious, continuing to steal food under the other person’s gaze.

“Are you fucking sick?”

The man slapped her hand away. The girl let out a soft “Ah!” and took a step back, clutching her hand.

Everyone around her stared at her, unable to look away. After all, she was only wearing a tattered piece of burlap, and from the side, it was obvious she wasn't wearing any underwear. Her round, small buttocks were faintly visible beneath the burlap, and her pink skin looked like a delicious cake.

"Little girl, dressed like that, you must have just been sold outside, right?"

a soldier-looking guy behind her laughed, reaching out to touch her buttocks.

A flash of light, followed by a large spurt of blood from her severed neck towards the ceiling. The guy's head flew several meters, crashing into another guy's plate, where he screamed.

Blood landed on my face, and I finally realized what had happened. A sharp weapon suddenly appeared in the woman's hand, easily severing the unsuspecting guy's head without a word.

I felt a chill run down my spine. If I had actually touched that guy's horn, would I have been killed like that too?

The soldier's two companions roared, drawing their weapons and slashing at the girl. People around screamed and scattered, tables and chairs crashing to the ground.

I watched helplessly as the girl's hands instantly transformed into two sharp, skeletal claws, which she then casually swung. The two warriors' protective shields were easily shattered, their bodies sliced into bloody, mangled pieces. Several innocent bystanders were also caught in the attack, clutching their wounds and collapsing to the ground, screaming in agony.

The floor was stained crimson. If I hadn't quickly erected a protective shield, that girl's attack would probably have wiped out one of my hands…

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