Chapter 477
Chapter 477
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 477
Chapter Title: Killing the Demon
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Sitting down in the bath, Winia leaned the back of her head against my chest and let all the tension drain from her body. She looked incredibly relaxed. A bath after that rush of accomplishment really was the best.
"Blackie, hurry up and massage my tits."
"I know, even without you saying it."
—Splash.
Winia's massive breasts floated buoyantly on the surface of the water. I grabbed them with satisfaction and kneaded them gently. Her huge, pliant tits—mine to do with as I pleased—shifted shape under my hands.
Perfect.
"Nngh... haa... oh, this feels so good. You like it, Blackie?"
Winia let out a pleased moan as she reached back, gripped my cock, and started stroking it slowly. Doing this in the warm bathwater was pure bliss.
"Heh heh heh, of course I do. What about you, Winia?"
"Hee hee. Me too. You pervert, obsessed with these big tits of mine."
She toyed with my cock, squeezing and teasing it this way and that. Just like how I loved her breasts, Winia was crazy about this thing too.
"It's because they're your tits that they're so great... ah, Winia. Keep stroking like that, and I'm gonna cum."
"Mmm, wanna cum inside me, Blackie?"
"Let me put it in already."
"You really love creampieing me, don't you."
Winia shifted around clumsily and guided me inside her.
The moment I slid in, that soft warmth enveloped me—like love itself. Overwhelmed by the sensation, I thrust all the way in and came long and hard. I could feel my twitching tip flooding her womb with cum.
"Hnn! Haaah... still going, Blackie?"
"Just a sec... feels like there's more."
"Hee hee. That good?"
"Incredibly."
Winia stifled her own moans, making soft sounds as she waited patiently for me to finish.
"You know once isn't enough, right?"
"I'll let you do whatever you want tonight, so hold off for now. We've gotta swing by the Adventurer's Guild soon. If you go at me now, I won't be able to move till bedtime."
"Fine."
And so, still buried inside her, I spent a good while kneading her breasts.
"...Winia."
"Yeah?"
"Before you became a mage in Krasheim, what did you do? What was your life like?"
"You're asking that now?"
"Just popped into my head."
I'd always wondered but never asked outright. I tended to brush past my own past, so I'd hesitated to pry into hers.
"Hmmm... what brought this on?"
Whenever the thought crossed my mind, it left me feeling a bit conflicted. These women were more precious to me than my own life, yet I had secrets I couldn't share with them. I'd made up a backstory about being a barbarian from the nomadic Mirkeshan tribe of Korea.
"I figured you didn't like talking about your past, so I never asked."
Winia saw right through me, as usual.
"Didn't like it...? You knew?"
"Coming from some nomadic tribe isn't exactly something to brag about, right?"
"Heh heh heh, close enough. You really do know me inside out, Winia."
"Your heart's an open book to me."
Instead of answering, I teased her nipples gently. She shuddered through a light climax.
"Haa... nope, can't take it. Blackie, I'm pulling you out for now. Having you in there is driving me crazy."
"Ah."
Winia moved again and slid me out. The sudden loss of that tight warmth left me aching instantly.
"Aww, look at you, all disappointed again. I'll let you do anything tonight, okay? Just hold on for now? Everything's great, but you fuck me so good I can't move afterward."
Sorry for pulling out, she seemed to say as she tickled my chin and soothed me. So damn cute.
"Got it."
"Anyway, back to your question... before becoming a mage in Krasheim, I just lived at home. I already told you I ran away from home a while back."
"Yeah. But this time, I wanna hear the details."
She leaned into me as she answered, and I held her breasts steady to keep her afloat.
"Just..."
"I wanted to live free. Do what I wanted, on my own terms. I knew staying home would kill that. Lucky for me, I had magic talent."
If you don't have the skills, you can't live freely.
Winia had left home and made her living as a mage because she wanted control over her own life. And with her talent, she had what it took.
"Hee hee. Yeah, I'm glad I ditched that place. If I hadn't, I wouldn't be stuck to you like this, huh?"
Winia laughed happily and turned to face me. I stopped fondling her chest and pulled her into a hug.
"Same here. If you hadn't left, we never would've met... Winia. What about your family home? You ever think about it?"
"That stifling place? Never. Being by your side is my life now. Do you think about your tribe?"
"Not anymore."
I didn't miss it or anything.
"You used to, when you first got here."
I'd been born and raised there, lived over twenty years, finished school and service. But I wasn't that person anymore.
Now I was Kim Katt, living in this world.
"Hometown? Who cares."
"Good."
"Yeah... real lucky. But Winia, where was your home exactly?"
"The capital."
"What?"
"The capital."
"Huh? The capital?"
"Yeah. My family's there. Not like it's some great story worth bragging about, same as you."
She grinned mischievously.
"Why? Surprised it's the capital?"
The kingdom's capital had the royal castle, so it was a prime spot. Far from this backwater.
"...Surprised? Nah."
Even setting aside her mage skills, there was an innate elegance to her manners that was hard to pin down.
I'd suspected as much anyway.
She must've grown up in a good home. She had her willful side, after all. It was blatant when we first met.
"Doesn't matter anyway."
"Hee hee. Right? It doesn't."
"Was it a wealthy family?"
"Wealthy enough. Nobles."
She nuzzled her face against my chest as she replied.
"...Kinda figured. You do have that noble air."
I stroked the back of her neck as I listened.
"Haaah... I abandoned the family name."
She'd once said her drive to master magic was to climb high enough for an easy life. Probably meant forging her own path, claiming status through her own strength.
"Me too... back home."
I thought back for a moment. Dad was a weird guy, Mom had her quirks, but it was a decent family.
Went to college, did my service. Hung out in pacifist communities. Lived that life until I ended up here.
"Got a good education. Not rich or anything—just normal. Did my time as a grunt too. Lived like that till I came here."
Recalling it made Winia chuckle.
"Hee hee. That doesn't matter either, huh?"
"Nope. Doesn't."
"Shall we get out then?"
Winia tugged at my cheek. We'd soaked long enough. Fatigue was gone.
Stamina fully restored.
"Yeah."
We got out, dried each other off with towels.
"Blackie, grab my underwear."
"What color?"
"Hmm... what color do you want? Pink?"
She pondered, then tossed the choice to me. Asking me what underwear to wear. Winia was too lovable.
"Pink... nice. But black today. Feeling it."
"Okay then. And don't mix it up with the other sisters' stuff."
"Winia, you think I'd mix them up?"
With four wives, Kim Katt never confused their underwear. We had tons at home, and I prided myself on knowing every one.
I stripped them off daily; forgetting would be husband fail.
"Hee hee. True. No way you would. Still, the black ones match the pair Lisha-sis bought last time, so watch it."
"Oh."
The wardrobe was upstairs, so naked, I trudged up and opened the bedroom door. Cloudy sat on the bed, sleepy-faced.
Looked like she'd just woken up.
"Cloudy? You up?"
"Yeah... Katt. Sleepy."
"Heh heh heh, sleep more. Winia and I'll pop by the Adventurer's Guild real quick."
"Oh. Heading out already?"
"Yup."
"Then I'll come too."
Cloudy stretched and hopped off the bed. She'd wanted to get out too. Sorry for keeping her cooped up—perfect timing.
"Mmm, Katt. Need help with this? Winia didn't take care of it?"
I was rock-hard still. Cloudy gave it a light touch as she spoke.
"I'm good for now. Gotta head out; it'd be trouble if I finished."
"Hee hee, true. Quick rinse and go?"
"Yeah. I'll wait downstairs."
Cloudy headed to the upstairs shower. I grabbed clothes for me and Winia from the drawer and went down.
"Winia. Cloudy's coming too."
"Sis too? Well, she loves getting out for work."
We dressed and prepped, waiting for Cloudy. Soon she came down in light outing clothes, sword at her hip.
Just checking the guild board today, but arming up was basic.
"Katt, Winia. Wait long?"
"Sis is late."
"Hee hee hee, sorry. Let's go?"
We headed out.
Work after so long. Since looting those adventurers at the mansion, no real income. Skipped the guild awhile—bound to be fresh news.
Fall now.
Monsters got savage prepping for winter.
Peak accident season. Harvest damage spiked farm complaints, boosting adventurer jobs.
No worries on my first gig in ages. Sword aura familiar now; confidence surged. Needed blood on the blade to check proficiency.
Thus, with Cloudy and Winia, we reached the Adventurer's Guild.
Past noon, so quiet. But today, a weird customer stood at the board.
—Sparkle.
A knight in gleaming brass armor.
"Blackie? Who's that?"
"Why's a holy knight here?"
It was a Brass Holy Knight from the Brass Celestial Society, right there by the board. In the last crusade, they'd smashed heretic heads worshiping Ezath with gold-plated giant hammers like whack-a-mole.
Tough warriors serving Verde's scales with iron faith. They believed imbalance brought world-ending doom.
"Hmm, something up? Heretics maybe?"
"What else? I'll ask. Wait here."
During the imp probe, Elise and I briefed their church.
Might not be heretics—other demons? Rewards then. All Hildegaard's fault, that bitch.
She opened the gate; others probably slipped through. Thinking that, I approached the Brass Holy Knight.
"Excuse me, Holy Knight."
"May Verde's blessings fill you. Adventurer, what brings you to... oh! You!"
"Pardon?"
He lit up and seized my hands.
"You're the black-haired saint of the crusade! No doubt! I was moved by your passionate speech! It even inspired new rules against heretics and demons!"
—Shake shake.
He shook my hands wildly, yelling fervently. Strong grip—divine power honed.
"Heh heh heh, glad it resonated, Holy Knight."
I smiled and greeted him.