Chapter 347
Chapter 347
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 347
Chapter Title: Kim Katt and the 40 Bandits
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After tossing and turning all night, I passed out and slept like the dead. When I woke up, it was already midday.
I buried my face between Winia's breasts as she lay beside me and apologized.
"I'm sorry, Winia. I messed up."
"No. It wasn't your fault, you little blackie. Yeah, it happens... What can you do? Your big sis told you to."
Winia let out a sigh and fiddled with the back of my head.
The fact that she wasn't suddenly yanking my hair out meant her anger had probably been sated by the amorous torments I'd inflicted until the crack of dawn.
"You forgive me?"
"Yeah. And later, you're coming with me to see that bitch's face."
"Yes, ma'am."
She'd gotten pretty pissed at first, but in the end, she understood and forgave me.
As Claudy said, spreading Kim Katt's seed was my duty and conviction. I knew Winia didn't like it, but there was nothing I could do about it. What Claudy wanted was the direction of my life, after all.
I needed Winia's understanding.
"Here you are, you little blackie, knocking up every woman you get the chance with. Tsk. Can't help it since that's how it started with me too. Just remember I'm number two."
"Of course."
As I answered and fondled her breasts, Winia pulled my head into her embrace.
"Aww, you little blackie punk. You like tits that much?"
"Can I suck on your nipples?"
"Suck 'em all you want."
Smack, smack.
"Ngh...!"
I suckled on them for a good long while until Winia climaxed from her nipples alone, letting out a weary breath as she drifted back to sleep. No wonder she was tired after all that through the night.
I got up from the bed.
Even though I'd clearly burned through most of my stamina, my body didn't feel fatigued at all. No, if anything, it was overflowing with energy.
Surely because I'd absorbed Lisha's breast milk?
They say the bird that drinks blood lives the longest.
Blood is something precious no one wants to shed, so the bird that drinks it lives the longest.
But what about breast milk, which is just as precious?
"It'd live even longer."
"Katt?"
"Claudy Mama? You're awake?"
"Yeah. Come here."
"Yes."
I turned toward Claudy and buried my face in her breasts.
All the worries and anxieties of this world vanished. The deepest unease in my heart melted away, replaced by pure happiness.
"Katt. So, what kind of woman is she? I didn't get the details yesterday."
"The dark mage you were wary of."
"Not that. I heard that part. I mean, what kind of woman."
What kind of woman was Lisha?
"Can she bear Katt's child and raise it well? That's the question."
No need to worry about that.
"She's kind... Said she'd have as many kids as I want. She's such a good person, I bet she'll raise them with all her heart."
"As many as you want?"
"And she doesn't mind if I have a lot of wives."
"Oh my."
I could feel Claudy's mood lifting in real time. Yeah, Mama... I've been a good boy... As I thought that, she naturally gripped my dick.
"You did good. Yeah. The better the woman, the healthier the babies, right? I'm happy."
Mommy touch.
"Hehe, did you thrust this sturdy thing into her and get those promises?"
"Spot on."
As I answered, Claudy suddenly made a sad face.
"Katt. You're too much."
Too much?
"Wh-what? What're you talking about?"
"You don't thrust it into Mama?"
"Claudy Mama!!!!"
Careful not to wake the sleeping Winia, I gently mounted Claudy and spent some joyful time. After wrapping up the act—which lasted a brisk two hours—I told her about getting the sword from Karin while she was half-passed out.
She couldn't hear me.
"...Not listening, huh."
With that, I headed out to the Swordsman Guild.
Figured I'd drop by to see Karin's face, then swing by the Adventurer's Guild for some work after ages. As I reached the guild entrance, I could already hear shouts of spirit.
Wonder if I can even chat like this.
I pushed open the main gate, and sure enough.
Karin stood before two squads' worth of guild members, demonstrating sharp sword strikes and stances while barking fierce orders. The guild members bellowed spirited responses in unison.
"Hey, you! You're late!"
"Sorry!"
Truly a Swordsman Guild vibe.
Karin was overwhelming and commanding the guild members—who all looked like killers—with her presence. I sat on an oak barrel in the shade and watched for a bit.
"Alright! Now pair up two-by-two and drill that stance for an hour!"
"Yes, Guildmaster!"
Looks like it wrapped up.
She sheathed her sword, glanced at me, and headed inside the guild building. Follow me, she meant. I exchanged quick greetings with the guild members and trailed after her naturally.
Inside, Karin stood with arms crossed, looking displeased.
"Hubby. If you show up at this hour, think we can fuck or not?"
Does this big sis have nothing but sex on her mind?
"Uh, no?"
"Bullshit? Get up here, fuck. We can squeeze in two rounds."
"You sex-crazed big sis!"
"Kyahaha! Right you are, you little shit!"
The moment we hit the second floor, she blatantly demanded I fuck her ass, dropped her pants, and stuck it out. She was already dripping wet.
Such a lewd big sis!
Of course, my morning romp with Claudy had left me a bit unsatisfied, so I was rock hard too.
"But, Karin sis."
I paused mid-thrust and spoke up.
"Got something to talk about."
"Can it wait till we're fucking?"
"Uh... yeah."
"Then ram it in, you hubby punk. Can't you see I'm short on time?"
I shoved it in as demanded. Her sopping wet insides clenched hotly around me.
"Ahhk...! Fuuuuck!!!!!"
The instant I entered, she squirted and bit down hard, spewing curses. Look at this insane lewdness... I savored her depths slowly and continued.
"So, sis. I got another wife."
"What? You fucker? Ahk...! Ahk, fuck. Hey. Right there, right thereee...!! Hoo, so who is it?"
Unlike Winia, Karin didn't care about that stuff from the start.
"Someone you know."
"Can't think of anyone... Oh, no way, the witch?"
"Bingo."
"Fuckin' bewildering, got nothing to say. What the hell happened? You fucked that ominous bitch?"
"No, ominous? She's kind."
Thrust, thrust. Thrust.
Badmouthing Lisha? Instead of arguing, I ramped up the speed and hammered her depths repeatedly.
"Hahk! Haaahk...! Haat! Yes, there, yessss!!!"
"That's why I came to tell you."
This sis wasn't even focusing on the story.
I stopped talking and concentrated on the fuck, and she started signaling for more.
"Kyaaaaahhh!!!"
In the end, we climaxed together as I came. I ground a bit more inside her screaming self to amp her pleasure, then pulled out.
"Haa... Manly fucker... Still, you're one honest bastard?"
As I withdrew, cum and juices gushed out mixed together. Karin panted, gazing at me languidly.
"Anyway, another one joins the family... Honestly, I don't care, but if you neglect me, you're dead. That's all I got."
Won't happen.
"Sorry if it feels like I'm neglecting you already."
"So pay more attention. Come here."
She led me to the bed, lay down, and spread her legs. As I mounted, she reached out, pulled my head in for a kiss.
"Mmph... Hmph... Haa."
We kissed deeply while I pistoned missionary-style softly. We spent about thirty minutes like that, bodies intertwined.
"Family's growing like this. But damn, it's wild, right? Hubby, why're you so good at bagging women?"
"Thinking about it, feels more like they bagged me."
Except Winia.
"Kyahaha, yeah?"
Karin, pinned beneath me, slowly brushed my bangs and sides back, scrutinizing my face.
No, it's embarrassing.
"Hm, face ain't bad... Body's fuckin' ripped, good. Muscles defined, big build. Scars give it that wild vibe... Ah, getting wet again. Pound me more."
"Sis..."
Truth is, having grown up on proper modern Earth nutrition, my physical foundation differed from your average isekai guy.
On the streets, hardly anyone towered over me to begin with.
Average height difference, I guess.
"And your talk's kinda fun and nice... Hey, hey. Slower a bit. Sis is talking here."
Why's she saying all this embarrassing stuff today?
I slowed as requested and kept up the missionary when Karin suddenly grabbed my hair.
"But fuck. This hair. This hair is fuckin' bullshit. Hubby, want me to cut it? It's so damn frustrating."
"Ah. No way. Ethnic tradition, can't cut it."
"You little shit with that excuse again."
No more haircuts, ever.
The Heavenly Demon needs long hair to be the Heavenly Demon.
Back in the day, I barely washed it and hacked it off randomly when needed, but now I wash it regularly.
No need to cut it.
Come to think of it, it's almost down to my chest now.
"Anyway, congrats on the new wife. Fuck her pretty. But does that mean she'll pop out kids like me too?"
"Yeah. Said as many as I want."
"Hng."
Karin narrowed her eyes at my words.
"Same for me. You know I fuckin' love you, right hubby? Like I said, neglect me and sis'll end you."
"Heh heh heh, obviously. Don't worry, sis."
"Good. Now get up."
We finished exactly three rounds.
As I dressed to leave, Karin hugged me tight and kissed me passionately. Overflowing affection. She'd raise kids well too, I bet.
I get why Claudy likes her.
"Come again, my love. I'll be waiting."
"Yeah. Take care, sis."
With that, I headed out.
Now to the Adventurer's Guild.
"...Tch."
Didn't expect this much encouragement and love just from announcing a new wife. Karin doesn't sweat that stuff anyway.
Claudy, Karin, Lisha—all came from polygamy-norm cultures.
Winia's the most normal, really.
Though my little wish is a night with all four. Tough since Karin rarely leaves the guild and Lisha hardly steps out of the shop.
Someday, if possible.
It'd prove I'm a true Heavenly Demon.
"Heh heh heh."
Grinning to myself, I arrived at the Adventurer's Guild before I knew it. Oh, right—if I take a job, I gotta buy new armor first.
Thanks to that psycho Lisette, I'm out a fortune. It'll hurt, but I'll make her raid back alleys with me later and cover triple.
Armor first, it's urgent.
Currently: leather boots and pants, shirt, and for defense, Brass Celestial Society greaves and pitch-black quilted armor.
Pathetic gear, like an E-rank adventurer again.
Without the breastplate I looted from that bandit boss when I first hit Isbrandt, my body felt light—but uneasy too. No armor in this world, and you're dead anytime. That plate was my comrade, my friend, saving my life countless times.
Makes me kinda bittersweet.
And no gauntlets either. Without them, even basic improvisation's limited. Harder to parry with hands.
Above all, Heavenly Demon Sky-Shattering Palm and Asura Blood Claw lose over double their power. Gotta hit the commercial district right after the guild.
Rumble rumble.
The guild was rowdy even for lunchtime. Wondering what was up, I looked for Kobson but didn't spot him today.
That was when, as I scanned the back.
Flash.
In the far corner, a red-haired girl in familiar garb sat. "Supremacy of the Heavenly Demon." I rocketed through the crowd like a missile straight at her.
"—!"
She'd already clocked me too. The red-haired girl reading her sutra snapped the book shut and stood.
"Divaaaaaaaaain—!!!!!!"
"S-Saintess! I-I knew it! Please stop the roar!!!"