Chapter 230
Chapter 230
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 230
Chapter Title: Crusader Army
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"Huu... Katt... just once more..."
Claudy, half-collapsed against the wall, pleaded in a melted voice, propping herself up with difficulty. Even after I'd been grinding inside her for what felt like an hour and we'd both cum three times already, it still wasn't enough for her.
...Of course, I was the same way.
"Claudy... can you keep quiet?"
"Mmm... I dunno..."
"Tch."
Three times wasn't enough for me either.
Now that we were in the thick of it, I wanted to find somewhere more comfortable and go even harder, as much as we wanted. I grabbed her hips firmly and thrust my cock all the way in, rubbing it against the end of her womb.
"Hnnngh...!"
"Haa... Claudy...!"
This time, Claudy took the initiative, shaking her ass on her own to chase her climax. No matter how wildly she bucked, my thick, hard cock stayed buried deep in her pussy, scraping against her inner walls without slipping out.
"Ha! Ahh! Haaang!"
Splurt! Splurt!
We finally stopped after the fourth round. If we kept going here, I'd lose my mind completely and wouldn't be able to hold back...
We had to cut it off now, while we were both exhausted.
Claudy leaned her upper body fully against the wall, catching her breath in hot pants. Drip. The semen and her juices that had filled her up started oozing out in thick globs.
After a moment, she came to her senses and slipped her panties back on.
"Haa... Katt. My panties are soaked through..."
It had to feel sticky, but she put them on anyway.
That thoughtfulness got me hard again, but I held back.
"...With my cum and your juices."
"Ah, don't say embarrassing stuff like that. You're hard again."
"Hehe... Should I just wear them like this? Haa, it's still trying to leak out... Guess I have to go back like this?"
Claudy pulled on her pants and turned to hug me.
"I love you, Katt. I think I can finally sleep easy now... Lately, my urges kept me from getting any real rest."
"...Sorry. But I couldn't help it."
"I know. That's why it's fine."
I took Claudy's hand and headed back to the front of the cave. Winia was sitting against the wall, asleep, and Elise was curled up on the spare sack we'd brought, also out cold.
"..."
Just like we'd left them.
I'd been worried someone might wake up, but thankfully, no one had... Though when Claudy let out that moan midway, I thought my heart was gonna stop.
"Looks like they didn't wake up, huh?"
"You... seriously. I was on pins and needles the whole time."
"Ufufu. I wasn't worried?"
"I was."
Mwah.
Claudy suddenly kissed me to shut me up, then lay down on the spot where I'd spread my cloak. She was sleepy now and going to bed. Her face looked utterly blissful, so I gave her forehead a kiss.
Right now, Claudy's womb was full of my cum...
Ah, damn it.
Just thinking about it made my lust surge again.
I did some stretches and glanced outside.
"Rain still coming down, huh."
Shwaaaa.
No sign of it letting up.
Couldn't tell what time it was in the dark.
Having cum after so long cleared my head. No more fatigue or drowsiness. I'd let Winia keep sleeping. Sleep had completely fled me.
"Ah, fuck... won't go down."
Claudy's ass and waistline kept flashing in my mind.
That ass is too big, Claudy... and why's your waist so slim... Total love handles. Perfect for grabbing.
"Damn it."
I suppressed the urge to jerk off and stared blankly outside, forcing my mind empty. The rain started tapering off bit by bit. At the same time, a faint light descended.
I poked my head out—it looked like morning.
The clouds suggested more rain ahead, but right now it was just a drizzle. No telling when it'd pick up again, so we could risk getting a little wet and head out.
I woke everyone up right away.
"...Darky? Already my turn?"
"Yeah. Time's up."
"Awww... Darky. I'm sooo tired. Can't you just cover for me?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
Are you Private Park or something?
"Fine, when we get back, you can grope me all you want."
Winia mumbled, curling up like a pillbug.
Well, it was morning already.
"Knew you'd say that, so I didn't wake you earlier. It's morning. Get up. We should head out now."
"What? For real?"
"So I guess that means you can grope me, right?"
"Ah, annoying."
Winia finally sat up.
She'd slept soundly without standing watch, and she's annoyed?
I woke Elise next.
"Eli... oh, you're up?"
"...A little while ago."
"Good, it's morning. Let's go."
"..."
Claudy got up groggily too, and we all checked outside.
We decided to head back now while the rain had eased.
It wasn't pouring enough to stop us.
We'd rest once we got back anyway.
The bags were heavy, and the sack with the heads was no lightweight. With the rain, blood was dripping from the soaked sack.
"...Saint. Let me carry the sack."
Elise took it from me.
"Thanks. But it's leaking blood. You okay with that?"
"It's fine."
And so we set off in the rain.
The downpour started again midway, but the village wasn't far, so we pushed through. The weather was total bullshit. We ended up trudging back looking like drowned rats.
"Ah, seriously. I'm soaked to the bone. Fuck this sucks, Darky."
"Awww... wanna get inside quick."
"It's cold... I feel a chill..."
The temperature had dropped sharply, and the complaints erupted the moment we hit the village. Even I, a sturdy warrior, felt the cold. If we didn't get inside and dry off soon, we'd catch colds.
"You guys go ahead. I'll sell this stuff. Oh, heads now? Can't walk in with 'em."
"Yeah, hurry back, Darky. Then we can wash up."
Claudy said she had something to do first. Probably so no one would notice we'd fucked if we bathed together. She winked at me, and I had no idea what to say.
I talked Elise out of tagging along and sent her with Winia, then went to sell alone. No point dragging them in the cold. Headed straight to the guild to offload the heads first.
They'd absorbed too much water—impossible to salvage. A shame to sell for 1 silver each, but no choice.
The ones back at the room were still good... for now. Better sell 'em soon too. Once they rot, it's over.
"Hey, here to trade these heretic heads for bounty."
"Over there. Thanks for your service."
The guard directed me to the bounty exchange.
Already starting to stink of rot.
Guess this is legit.
I had eight heretic heads total.
One was charred, tattoo barely visible.
Wonder if they'll take it.
Inside sat a short old man with a brutal face.
"Hi. Here to sell heads."
"...Show me."
"Here."
I laid out the sopping heads on the blood- and grime-stained cloth on his desk. The old man inspected each one closely.
"...No fakes. Eight heads... What's with the burnt one?"
"Fire Bolt to the face. Tattoo mark's there, sorta."
"Kinda iffy... but it has the tattoo, so fine. 8 silver."
"Thanks."
Sold the heads, then hit the supply depot from last time to offload clothes and weapons. Got another 4 silver and headed back to the inn.
Creeeak.
"Ah, Darky's back. Come hang this up quick."
Winia, in comfy clothes, was stringing a line across the ceiling. She'd already hung some laundry. Felt like a barracks.
She was struggling 'cause she's short—adorable.
I strung up the line fast and stripped off my wet clothes to hang 'em.
"Smells all musty as fuck."
"Tell me about it... so damn humid."
Anyway, rain-soaked, time to rest. Claudy came in post-bath, all sexy and dewy, tried to pounce, but I dodged and went to wash up.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The rain was so heavy we couldn't do jack. Third straight day of downpours since our night in the cave.
Thanks to that, we burned cash on the killer prices and lounged around bored out of our minds. Couldn't go out in the rain, and even if we did, nothing to do anyway.
Just holed up in the inn.
What do you even do stuck inside?
Winia and Claudy, who'd been holding back, finally exploded. Not moving much, just sitting around—natural to get those urges.
If we'd gone out, maybe not.
But lying on the same bed all day? Unavoidable.
I gave up and let it happen.
We kept it pretty quiet, though.
Elise is right there—what're we doing? I snapped once and we toned it down with restraint. Why can't they hold out a few days?
Rain still pouring today.
Then, they finally showed up.
I was napping hard when the inn got noisy. Asked the inn kid—they said the crusaders had arrived.
Curious, I knocked on Elise's door. She opened already dressed to go.
"Elise. Crusaders are here?"
"Yes, I heard. Our church probably sent some too, so I'm going to greet them."
"Mind if I tag along? Wanna see. Bored as hell with nothing to do."
"Of course. I'll wait."
Still pouring, but I was dying to see what these crusaders were like. Changed into light clothes I wouldn't mind getting wet, slipped on sandals, and headed out.
"Let's go then."
"This'll be fun."
Out with Elise. Pushed through the rain toward the crowd. And there they were.
Holy warriors from every faith, marching in formation into the village.
Flags showed Brass Celestial Society, Salvation Heavenly Kingdom folks—all of 'em. Holy knights and warriors in pure white armor stood at attention in the rain.
"Ooh... fucking badass, right?"
"Saint. Over there."
While I gawked, Elise pointed.
"Huh."
...Even in the downpour, that spot felt utterly detached from the world, ignoring the rain entirely. Eerie vibe.
My jaw dropped.
"Th-that's..."
Radiant Cross Society.
Only way to describe 'em: a mob of lunatics in bizarre gear. Stunned, I could only stare.
Then Elise grabbed my hand and dragged me over.
"E-Elise! Wait! Hold up!"
"What's wrong?"
"Th-that's really Radiant Cross?"
Elise puffed out her chest proudly.
"Yes. Look at those righteous armors. They're the pillars of Radiant Cross, serving to bring paradise, the pride of our order that nightmares to heretics."
Screeeech.
Keeee.
Gick. Gick. Gick.
Skree. Skree.
Felt like hallucinations echoing from somewhere.
No wonder—their gear was straight-up grotesque.
Terror-crafted helmets, devil-horn spikes jutting out. Monster fangs as trim was basic. Armor prioritized violent gladiator designs.
...Hardcore as hell.
And the musclebound holy warrior in nothing but black panties, with dark leather belts covering just his nipples? Pure shock. Topped with a helmet sculpted like a holy god.
Panties... and a helmet?
In this rain?
I thought of the ominous word "payoen."
What the hell is this freakshow?
Is this reality?
"I want to introduce you, Saint. Let's hurry."
"W-wait! Hold on!"
That looks dangerous!
Elise yanked my hand again.
And just like that, I got dragged into the bizarre horde.