Chapter 386
Chapter 386
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 386
Chapter Title: Colors from Outer Space
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The lingering thrill of battle, the unrelenting march, and the explosive release of pent-up sexual desire—it was like a dam bursting wide open.
We headed up to the second floor of the inn and unleashed days' worth of suppressed lust without restraint, as if we'd returned to our own lodging. In the end, I ravaged Cloude and Winia until dawn broke.
"Huuugh... Hnggh... Hngk..."
The sun was rising.
"Grk... Winiaaa...!"
But I still wasn't satisfied.
I kept thrusting endlessly into Winia, who was already half-unconscious and unable to resist. I grabbed her hips, came inside her, pulled out, then slammed back in deep while kneading her breasts.
The thrill of treating those massive tits like they were my personal property was intoxicating.
"Hnggh... Ugh, grk..."
"Winiaaa...! Winiaaa!"
This time, I pulled out completely and sprayed between her breasts. Her entire body was already soaked in my cum.
But it still wasn't enough.
"Cloude."
"K-Katt... S-stop now...! That's enough already! I can't take more!"
"We just took a break... Come on quick. I can't hold back...!"
"I'm at my limit!!"
I grabbed the ankle of Cloude, who was trying to crawl away.
"Katt! Let go!"
"Winia took it just like this... Cloude!"
Just last night, she'd been shaking her hips wildly, devouring me like a beast, and now this weak display only made it impossible to hold back.
"Hnnngh!"
I pinned her down right there on her stomach and thrust in.
-Schluck.
Her hot, slick pussy—already filled to the brim with my cum—welcomed me back. The slippery texture enveloped me snugly.
"Kattt...! S-stooop...! How much more do you need...! Kyaaaang!"
"Stay still, Cloude...!"
As I slowly drove my hips down, burying myself deep, Cloude let out a massive scream and thrashed her limbs wildly. -Pahng, pahng! I pinned her wrists down, sealing her movements.
"Grk!"
"Hah...!"
I came inside her, and an unbelievable wave of pleasure washed over me as all strength drained from my body. I felt like I was about to drop dead. I'd overdone it.
Even my rock-hard cock softened and went limp. I collapsed right there.
"U-ugh..."
"Katt...? I-is it finally over?"
"Uuu..."
My vision went black in an instant.
I couldn't think of anything anymore.
Time to sleep.
"...You're still my greatest warrior, Katt."
As my consciousness faded, I felt Cloude turn over and pull me into her arms. Her embrace was so warm. A space free of battle... free of pain... The tension in my heart finally released.
* * *
I opened my eyes to a bright world.
"...The blackie's finally awake?"
Winia said that and tugged at my cheek. I blinked, trying to clear my fuzzy vision back to reality, and called her name.
"W-Winia?"
"You slept a whole day straight. Blackie, you wanna rest today too? Or head out soon?"
A full day asleep, huh.
I had definitely pushed myself that hard. But even after sleeping it off, I didn't feel refreshed in the slightest.
If anything, I was utterly exhausted... and my throat was parched.
"Blackie, want some water?"
"Yeah."
"Here."
I let Winia tend to me as I drank from the canteen. The cold water sliding down my throat started to sharpen my mind with each gulp.
I drained the whole thing and sat up.
"Ah... I feel like I'm gonna die."
"Blackie feels like dyin'?"
"Yeah, I'm wiped. Hug me quick, Winia."
"..."
I wordlessly leaned my head against her chest.
"You fuckin' blackie bastard. I begged you to stop so many times, and you didn't. The one who's gonna die is me, not you."
"I couldn't hold back then..."
She was still holding me, so she couldn't be that mad.
"Can't hold back twice in a row—that's killer. Anyway, snap out of it and get up. Bet you're hungry."
"Th-thanks..."
"Thanks for what?"
"And sorry for going overboard..."
"Sorry? You weren't even thinkin' about that while you were buckin' your hips."
I couldn't help it at the time.
After a moment of silence, Winia added,
"Well, it's not like I hated it... Whatever. Get up already."
"Heh heh heh."
"Blackie gonna crack up? What's so funny?"
"Nothin'."
Anyway, I slowly got out of bed.
Even eating, heading downstairs, or washing at the well—I needed Winia's help for all of it. My body was that drained.
The accumulated fatigue from days of marching must've caught up.
And on top of the mass slaughter, staying up all night exerting myself? No wonder I collapsed.
"Where's Cloude?"
"Sis already went to scout the village. I stayed 'cause I couldn't leave you sleepin' alone."
"Makes me wanna cry right now."
"Aww, our blackie kills folks no problem but tears up over this."
With care like that, how could I not tear up? I'm human, after all.
So we decided to rest one more day before heading out.
We'd made a ton of money anyway.
And wiped out all the bandits.
Of course, any normal travelers passing through would misunderstand for sure. That'd be trouble. But no one else should come poking around, so relax.
Travelers are super rare here, after all.
-Quaaak.
Even amid the carnage, Quytes was fine.
I let it loose for a bit to graze on grass and leaves. Rental fees crossed my mind, but we'd made a fortune already, so whatever.
Moving around perked me up a little.
"Ugh, alright. Shall we go find Cloude now?"
"Yeah. Sis is probably pokin' around houses alone."
I put my bloodstained clothes back on.
Freshly washed body, but clothes like this? Pointless. Oh well, can't be helped. Laundry can wait till we're back on the road.
Can't wash my main gear, the Quilted Armor, while traveling anyway.
With that, Winia and I headed out to find Cloude.
The village was as gruesome as ever.
Bodies littered every direction. The fog made it even more eerie, but I don't fear the dead.
I fear the living, not corpses.
Even if they rise again, undead are just fodder monsters.
Just kill 'em twice. Double the judgment—double the good deed.
"Kr, check this bastard's head. Nice shot, huh? Your skills are top-notch."
I pointed at a bandit Winia had killed with a Fire Bolt. Impressive marksmanship. Like a pistol's lethality.
She glanced at the body and scoffed dismissively.
"Basic stuff. Think I survived as an adventurer for nothin'? That's all skill, pure skill. You think other mages could pull this off?"
"Heh heh heh, no way."
"Well, blackie wasn't half bad either."
As we chatted and walked, we reached some houses.
Skipping a few buildings, we soon spotted Cloude. She was shouldering a sack, inspecting a building.
"Katt, you're up?"
"Yeah. Slept in pretty late."
"Hee hee hee, after sleepin' the whole day. C'mere."
I approached Cloude.
She smiled brightly and hugged me.
"Really. So rough with us."
"Heh heh heh."
Cloude started it rough first.
Anyway, after hugging me, she opened the sack to show the contents.
"Searched everywhere, but nothin' much. Looks like all the loot was in the inn basement. Shared stash, maybe? That's the vibe."
"Kinda disappointing."
Still, 50 silver profit.
A bit light for raiding a whole village, but it's like knocking out multiple quests at once.
Top it with that meteorite? Jackpot.
Nothing else worth taking, so we headed back to the inn.
"Mm, blackie. Let's tie Quytes in the lobby on the first floor. Monsters might sniff the blood soon."
"Yeah."
We moved Quytes inside the inn right away.
-Quaaak.
Blood scent could draw monsters anytime. Leaving now would be smart, but resting a day to recover stamina matters more.
Up on the second floor, we packed and switched rooms immediately.
Bed was soaked through.
The inn's basically ours anyway—plenty of other rooms.
Nothing else to do, so we flopped into the new bed as a trio. Rest up here, then hunt that meteorite. Won't happen today.
"Katt... you were amazing."
Cloude whispered, and my lower half reacted instantly.
Damn it.
"H-hey, blackie. Gettin' hard again? Forbidden today."
"Too wiped to even try."
Really gotta just rest today.
Winia needs mana recovery too.
Amazing, huh?
"W-wait, Cloude! You thinkin' round two?!"
"No, I wanna rest today too."
Cloude shook her head.
"Katt goin' wild like a beast... Just thinkin' about it is ecstatic. That ruthless ability to slaughter without hesitation. That's one of your greatest strengths."
"Heh heh heh, yeah. Gotta kill the bad guys without a second thought. Just end 'em."
"Exactly. So cool. The best."
The Heavenly Demon Kim Katt eradicates the wicked without a shred of hesitation.
In battle, hesitation means taking a hit.
Once it starts, words fail—pure combat. Hesitating there disqualifies you as a warrior.
No compromise? Smash 'em. Leaving room for talk creates openings.
Once you fight, see it through to the end.
Cloude's words rang true, without flaw. I thought her extreme at first, but her mindset and way of life were spot on.
"Sis is right—blackie's one hell of a warrior. Lately, bein' a warrior seems pretty good. Reliable, y'know? Makes me feel safe every time."
Winia said while rubbing my abs.
"Body's rock hard too."
"My hardness and your softness in perfect harmony—that's—"
"Shut it with the bullshit. Blackie always ruins it with one line. Anyway, rest up. I'm beat."
"Got it."
We lounged in the room all day like that. Every time I snapped alert, hours had flown. Slept like a log too.
Next day came.
Woke up brimming with energy. Nothing beats proper rest for recovery.
"Time to prep."
"Yeah."
Ate quick, washed up, short break—then packed everything like checking out and headed to the lobby. -Quaaak. Loaded it all on Quytes' back.
Didn't forget the Alraune either.
Despite the long trip, the flower looked fresher than ever. Fresh air helped?
"Katt, ready to head out?"
"Yeah. Winia, forget anything?"
"That's my line to you, blackie. Sis, anything else?"
"I'm good."
Then we're set.
"Alright, off to find that meteorite."
Took some time, but this is fine.
That's when we were about to step outside the inn.
-Shing.
Cloude drew her sword and stopped us.
"Hold up. Hear that?"
"What?"
I drew mine too.
"Carriage wheels."
Carriage.
First thought: other bandits returning from outside. Or regular travelers.
Ah.
Could it be the human traffickers the innkeeper mentioned?
Sells captured women to them occasionally.
Vile criminals.
Trafficking one person steals their whole life—unthinkable for any sane soul. Brutal evil only imperialist scum would do, torturing and exploiting black victims in scorching sugarcane fields to fatten their bellies.
That hated slave system...!
If it's traffickers, smash 'em too.
Earth had enough imperialism.
I'll wipe 'em all out...!
-...
Cloude cracked the inn door open.
We huddled close, peeking through the gap.
A carriage came into view. People in robes and hoods were climbing down.
Innkeeper said traffickers wore hoods. Matches the description... but not 100% sure.
Anyway, they scanned the surroundings after dismounting.
No visible weapons?
Maybe swords hidden under robes.
"Cloude, Winia. What now? Not normal folk, that's for sure. Travelers maybe, but if they know this village and came here? Probably bandit accomplices."
"True."
We quietly discussed our move.
That's when it happened.
-Quaaaack!
Quytes suddenly yawned.
You fuckin' idiot.
The robed figures outside all turned our way at once.