Chapter 287
Chapter 287
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 287
Chapter Title: Winter Serenade
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"Winia. So, this is what happened today."
"What?"
"I saw the girl who was controlling those ice spirits?"
I calmly described the spirit girl's appearance from that nightmare, as if she'd crawled out from the depths of hell.
Her hair was the color of the whites of a dead man's rolled-back eyes, her skin close to the hue of human bones. And that magic power that felt like a demon's.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"There was this ice girl controlling the ice spirits. She seemed like she could talk, but we couldn't communicate. So we fought. It was pretty tough, but I won."
Winia stared at me with a puzzled look.
"Blackie. So you're saying there was an ice-like girl with them who used magic?"
"Yeah. One of the party members said she was a spirit, but who the hell knows."
In truth, it wasn't even clear if she was a spirit.
Maybe that girl was a ruthless killer called a 'spirit summoner'—something like a demon, evil spirit, or devil.
"Hmm... From what you're saying, it sounds like Naias, the mid-tier winter spirit. But what the hell is with that description? Didn't she just look like a normal human girl?"
"Now that you mention it, yeah, kinda. She was a tough opponent, though."
Naias?
"...Blackie."
"Yeah?"
"No, fuck. If you saw something like that, you should've run! Why the hell did you fight it? Do you even know how terrifying a mid-tier spirit is? No, you probably don't—that's why you did it! You fucking idiot, what if you'd died?!"
Suddenly, Winia yelled fiercely, shoving her face right up to mine.
"Hey, hey, it's not like that. I couldn't run—it just happened. I had no choice but to fight."
"Bullshit! Argh! You really piss me off, Blackie! Next time you see something like that, just run. Got it? You scaredy-cat!"
I definitely almost died.
Winia seemed to be angry out of worry for me. So cute, this Winia of mine. My heart tickled, and a grin spread across my face.
"Thanks for worrying. You're the best, Winia. Too cute."
"It's not worrying!"
She yelled again, her face flushing as she plopped back down in her seat.
"Sigh, anyway, you did good getting that core. I needed one, but it's not like I could go hunt it myself."
"Here?"
"Just one. Thanks, Blackie."
Winia beamed and scooted her chair over to my side, stroking my head. She played with my hair for a good while, clearly enjoying herself, before speaking.
"Go wash up."
"Sure."
I stripped and showered right away.
I gave one to Winia, so three cores left.
Selling them should net me 3 to 6 silvers. I'll head out tomorrow and try.
Oh, should I sell these to Lisha too?
They're not really dark magic items, so probably not necessary. Better to check the Alchemist's Guild first—if it's no good, then Lisha.
"Katt. You hunted a mid-tier spirit?"
As I came out freshly washed, Claudia—in her underwear, sitting on the bed drying her hair with a towel—asked. I nodded yes, and she beckoned me closer. She seemed pleased that I'd taken down a strong foe.
"Tell me about it?"
"Of course."
As usual, I gave my two wives a full bedtime report before drifting off.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ It was just before dawn when a hot sensation in my lower body woke me. Claudia was sucking on my fully erect member.
What? A dream?
Am I having a wet dream? But the lifting in my hips felt too real. My foggy mind cleared in an instant.
"Ngh... Claudia...?"
"Mmph, slurp... Oh? Katt. Sleep well?"
She kept going for a bit after I called her, finally pulling off to answer.
"Y-yeah... Thanks to you. But what's this first thing in the morning?"
"Hehe. Just felt like it. Woke up early? You're so vigorous in the morning, Katt. Want more?"
"Ngh..."
Her prolonged fellatio started restoring my stamina bit by bit. My faint arousal boiled over, building to climax. Sensing it, Claudia pulled off again.
"Katt, gonna cum?"
"Mhm."
"Want me to swallow?"
"No... Let me cum inside."
"Hehe. After all that sucking?"
Grinning playfully, Claudia climbed on top, aligning my tip with her entrance and slowly sinking down.
Her tight, elastic insides were scorching hot. I couldn't hold back and came the moment she took me in.
"Ahh... Haah. That was a lot."
Claudia hugged my neck tight, accepting my creampie. Feeling refreshed, I stroked her hair.
"Ah, Claudia. What's with the sudden wake-up call?"
"You said you're going to sell those things you brought yesterday?"
"Yeah. Time to head out. Winia said timing doesn't matter, but winter demand is high, so now's best."
Winia was still asleep beside us. Sell these, then scout new jobs. Got some thoughts on that too.
"Mhm, got it."
Schlop.
She pulled me out and lay beside me, gazing at my face with a seductive smile. Something on her mind?
But morning sex first.
We'd gone at it till midnight last night, but waking up had me raring again.
"Claudia. I'm still pretty pent up..."
I asked for more, and she leaned in to whisper.
"Katt, still not enough?"
"Of course not. Lighting my fire first thing."
"Hmm, then how about meeting Karin first?"
"Huh? What?"
"Go see Karin."
"..."
What the hell is this about?
"Hurry. You need to make her fully yours."
"Oh."
She kissed my forehead, then dove into a deep, passionate kiss on my lips—like she was reigniting the flames. Full of affection, I couldn't resist or argue.
I did as she said: got up, washed, geared up, and headed out.
Well... might as well go see Karin.
The sun was just peeking over the horizon—early morning.
Quick pace got me to the Swordsman Guild in no time.
I flung open the front doors, but it was still quiet. No guild members in sight. Too early?
Straight into the guild building.
"Oh, fuck yeah! My husband's here!"
"How've you been?"
"Horrible, I've been so damn lonely!"
Karin jumped up from the sofa, pressing her body against mine and peppering my face with a dozen or so kisses—mwah, mwah, smack.
She craved affection, so I returned it.
After a bit of skinship, Karin said,
"Hey. It's cold out—wanna do some swordplay for old times' sake? Feels like forever."
"Now that you say it, yeah, been a while."
Karin grabbed the iron sword I'd commissioned against the wall and gestured. Head to the backyard, I figured. I followed her out.
"Rust sets in if you don't swing properly. Winter's the season to prep for killing. In this barren cold, dedicated training ensures you charge into the new year strong."
Still spouting her nonsense—classic Karin.
"That crazy philosophy never gets old. More importantly, I ran into some bandits outside last time and sliced 'em up."
"Sliced bandits? Kyahaha, doing it solo eases my mind. Tell me about it."
Swordsman Guild backyard.
I drew my blade, facing off against Karin. She always perks up at my killing stories.
No chit-chat—straight to action.
I dashed in with footwork, gliding low to slash at her nape. Time to check how much I've improved.
Shing!
Clang!
Karin blocked effortlessly. I twisted my arm to knock her blade aside, stepping in for a combo.
Of course, every strike fizzled instantly.
Kang!
Just testing me—she only defended, no counters. I poured everything into breaking her guard, focusing hard.
"Raaagh!!!"
My roar and onslaught prompted her to comment.
"Oho? More aggression in your swings, tougher too. Not bad. Picked a good man. Too bad he's married... Hey, wanna cut your hair? I'll do it."
Even mid-defense, her casual banter reminded me she was a swordmaster.
Hah... hah...
Breathless, I halted.
No solid hits, but satisfying effort.
"No way in hell."
"Aw, why? Clean cut would look good."
"Tribal tradition—no dice."
"Ditch the customs when you leave home, you barbarian."
"Heh heh. You're half barbarian too, sis."
We sat on the steps for a breather.
"So, spill on those bandits you killed."
"..."
Her eyes sparkled with anticipation.
I caught my breath and recounted meeting Kobson and Meria, smashing the bandits, looting everything.
No clue if it was riveting, but killing people thrilled her.
"Nice! Perfect. Time to flip highway robbery on its head. Mercs make pocket change that way—call it training and harvest. Did plenty in my youth."
Kyahaha. She slapped my back.
How old were you in your 'youth,' sis?
"Getting paid for experiences money can't buy? Huge win."
"Sounds insane, but spot on."
Bandits don't pay you to attack.
They're lucky prey, basically.
Risky real combat, fat rewards... Per Karin's philosophy, no better sparring than armed thugs.
"But you're past fighting weaklings. To grow, battle equals or superiors now."
True enough.
Nothing beats strong foes for gains.
But I don't enjoy it much.
Stick to known monsters, weaker ones. Safely carving up trash mobs? My jam.
"Yeah, but opportunities are scarce. Never been one to relish fighting superiors anyway."
Avoid unless forced.
Though that spirit girl clash helped big time.
Come to think, I've fought more toughies lately.
Once it starts, the thrill kicks in.
"Really?"
Karin grabbed my face after listening.
"Wanna battle in bed? With a stronger woman?"
"Sis, seriously."
"Sex fight, hubby!"
"Raaagh!!!"
"Kyaa!"
I scooped her into a princess carry and charged upstairs roughly. Arms around my neck, Karin looked ecstatic, rubbing her head against me.
This sis has too much charm.
Opened the second-floor door, tossed her on the bed.
"Kids'll be here soon for training—make it quick."
Karin stripped eagerly, glancing out the window.
No trainees yet. Adds thrill... I unleashed my unsated morning lust, shedding clothes.
Standing tall.
"Hyah. So sturdy. Leave it to my hubby today?"
Lust mode Karin was insanely sexy. Nude on the bed, arms outstretched.
"Thrust it in quick. Can't hold back."
"Calm down, sis."
"No time, idiot! Gotta go when trainees arrive. Pound me already?"
"...!"
Her taunt fired me up. I pounced, gripping myself and teasing her entrance and clit with my tip.
"Haah... Haa..."
Karin's breasts heaved with her breaths.
She was aroused too—areolas swollen, nipples hard. Such lewd tits...!