Kobold Extermination Squad (5)
"Ughh...!"
I bit my lip tightly at the pleasant pressure pounding against my cervix.
If I didn't do this, it would be too difficult to hold back my moans.
Tir was handling me with incredible skill, as if he were a completely different person.
Not only was his relentlessly shaking hips roughly thrusting inside me, but his thick pubic hair kept tickling my sensitive anus.
His colliding testicles tapped against my clitoris, giving just enough pleasure to be tantalizing.
The two hands holding me also persistently tormented my swollen nipples.
All that stimulation - rubbing, twisting, pinching, pressing - paralyzed me as if my brain had cramped up.
In this feast of pleasure, all I could do was grunt and suppress my moans.
If I couldn't hold back and let it out, the entire camp would wake up.
That couldn't happen. It would be troublesome, but more than that, it would be utterly embarrassing.
Struggling to hold onto my fading reason, I tightly closed my mouth.
"Kuh! Rene Nunim...!"
Tir thrust his member back and forth inside me without resting even once, as if he had a motor attached to his hips.
During this, my breasts were constantly touched until my nipples began to ache with pain.
But the pleasure outweighed the pain several times over.
The pink nipples being treated like toys swelled and stood up even more as if asking for continued attention.
Tir responded to that reaction by squeezing and pinching the tips as if milking them.
Soaked in sweat, we were in the midst of mating like beasts.
Tir's member, thrust deep inside, released hot semen.
My head tingled with the satisfying feeling of being filled completely.
Tir remained buried to the hilt for quite a while, savoring the afterglow.
It seemed he intended not to leave a single drop behind.
Finally, having squeezed everything out, his slightly softened member pulled out of me.
As the heavy feeling of penetration disappeared, my stomach and thighs convulsed as if they'd been waiting for it.
"Huhhiit...!"
Immediately afterward, a thin stream of female ejaculation spurted out timidly.
Unlike last time, it wasn't particularly spectacular.
This was because I had been dripping and overflowing with fluids throughout the entire encounter.
"Hoo... Nunim, were you satisfied?"
"......"
I didn't even have the energy to answer.
My exhausted body twitched, still submerged in the swamp of pleasure.
From behind, I could hear Tir gathering and putting on his clothes.
"I'll go prepare for night watch now. Have a good night, Rene Nunim."
I wanted to face him and say goodbye, but my body and mouth wouldn't move.
My body, swept away by ecstasy multiple times, had completely melted from fatigue.
My position remained face down with my butt sticking out.
I couldn't possibly see him off to his night duty with this vulgar rear view soaked in sweat, semen, and female fluids.
Just as I thought I should use Recovery, something soft touched my butt.
With a smooch sound, it warmly tickled my skin.
"Huh...?"
It was a kiss.
Tir left a kiss on my butt and leisurely slipped out of the tent.
Belated embarrassment flooded me, and my face uncontrollably flushed bright red.
Kisses during sex didn't bother me at all.
So why was this butt kiss after everything was over so embarrassing?
The heat wouldn't leave my face.
The area where Tir's lips had touched felt particularly hot.
My burning body finally cooled down late at night.
That day ended like that, and several more days passed since then.
Day 5 of the subjugation.
Only two kobold colonies remained now.
We would destroy both colonies today and tomorrow, then spend the next few days dealing with the remaining stragglers.
After cleaning up the surroundings, the subjugation would be complete.
After finishing breakfast, Tir and I left the camp together.
Our destination wasn't far - a small open clearing nearby.
There was still time before the subjugation force would advance.
I planned to use this spare time to spar with Tir and warm up.
"Tir. Ready?"
"Yes. Should I make the first move?"
"Yeah. That would be better. Come at me."
A real sword match between Tir and me.
Since the difference in skill was obvious, it wouldn't help me much.
But it was decent enough for gaining experience in combat against people.
"Haaap!"
I easily blocked Tir's downward-slashing sword.
My sword that clashed with his remained perfectly steady without even a centimeter of shaking.
Unfazed, Tir flowed his sword and continued his consecutive attacks.
Slashes aimed at my sides and upward thrusts targeting openings.
I defended against each of his fierce assaults one by one.
At a glance, it might have looked like an intense close combat.
But I hadn't counterattacked even once so far. I had only defended.
By now, Tir's body should be sufficiently warmed up.
I deflected the onslaught of blades in one move and thrust my hand toward him.
"Hek!"
My fingertips aimed at Tir's nape.
If this were real combat, it would have been a sword instead of a hand.
As expected, it was an overwhelming victory.
With his skill level, he couldn't even touch a single strand of my hair.
"Hmm. A very good match indeed."
Along with those words, unexpected applause sounded.
Subjugation Force Leader Ashekh.
He was applauding us with his characteristic relaxed expression.
"...Ashekh."
I hadn't sensed his presence at all, yet he had approached so close already.
Cold sweat ran down my spine.
If he had harbored malicious intent, I could have been ambushed and killed instantly.
Properly strong individuals are truly dangerous existences.
I keenly felt that fact through Ashekh's stealthy approach.
"I was worried I might interrupt your heated time, but fortunately it was a different kind of heat. Hahaat."
I didn't bother responding to his mischievous joke.
Unless I'd been starving for days, I didn't particularly have a hobby of coupling outdoors.
"What business do you have?"
I retrieved my sword and approached Ashekh.
He seemed to have something to say.
He shrugged his shoulders and got straight to the point.
"Nothing special. I came because I have a message for you."
"A message. For me?"
"Yes, for you. We're planning to hold a meeting with the main forces of the subjugation force later. You qualify to participate, so I came to inform you in advance."
A meeting. I could guess what would be discussed.
The abnormal situation with the kobold colonies.
That would likely be the main agenda.
I nodded and asked him.
"Should I go now?"
"No need to rush. Come to my tent in about an hour. Everyone will gather by then."
Ashekh, having completed his business, turned to leave.
A sudden thought made me call him back.
"Wait a moment. If you have time, could I ask for a spar?"
"Hmm? Well, that shouldn't be difficult."
A duel with an Aura expert.
Though defeat was certain, that meant there would be more to learn.
I pointed my sword at him and poured strength into my grip.
"I'll yield the first move. Come at me."
This time I was in the challenger's position.
I tensed all my muscles and stomped the ground.
Simultaneously, a horizontal slash with full power.
It contained enough force that it wouldn't be surprising if it cut someone in half at the waist.
"A wild and blind savagery. And a sword that feels with merciless killing intent."
But Ashekh maintained his calm demeanor and naturally deflected my sword.
Almost without using any strength, like an adult twisting a child's arm.
"Such swords tend to be devoured by refined techniques."
The silver sword moved. Quickly, unpredictably.
His sword entangled mine so dazzlingly that it was hard to follow with the eyes.
"Kuh!"
When I came to my senses, I was already empty-handed.
My sword lay on the ground, and his blade tip was pointed at my neck.
Instant defeat.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call the difference in skill like heaven and earth.
"...I lost. Where did you learn swordsmanship, Ashekh?"
It was too precise and subtle for a mere mercenary's sword.
Impossible unless trained by someone.
"Rivaid Swordsmanship Guild. Despite how I look, I'm one of their swordsmen."
As expected, he was trained.
Did the swordsmen from that place really possess such incredible skill?
I regretted once again that I didn't have citizenship.
"You seem quite ambitious. Aren't you interested in the swordsmanship guild?"
"I am interested, but I'm not a citizen."
"Hmm. I see you have that circumstance."
Ashekh personally picked up my fallen sword and handed it to me.
His attitude was surprisingly humble for someone of his skill level.
"When we return to the city, visit the guild once. If I recommend you, you should be able to complete the apprentice course even without citizenship."
"...Really? How much would it cost?"
My voice unintentionally grew louder.
Even being an apprentice was fine.
If I could learn anything, I was willing to pay even gold coins.
"Cost? None needed. If a beautiful swordswoman joins the guild, wouldn't more trainees come hearing the rumors? Then the guild master might give me a cut. Hahaat. That would be more beneficial for me."
Ashekh laughed pleasantly as if just imagining it made him drool.
Apparently, the training fees were quite expensive.
If it was mutually beneficial, I had no reason to refuse either.
"Thank you for your consideration, Ashekh. I'll visit the swordsmanship guild first thing when we return to the city. My heart is already racing."
It wasn't an exaggeration - my heart was truly pounding.
As my eyes shone with anticipation, Ashekh chuckled and said.
"Don't be so hasty. The subjugation isn't over yet. A mercenary's life is more precarious than a child by the waterside, so be careful not to get injured recklessly."
As he said, a careless mindset was forbidden.
Many injuries had already occurred during the battles so far.
Casualties could happen at any time without being surprising.
"Yes. Returning safely after completing everything comes first."
He was someone to emulate not only in skill but also in attitude toward work.
As I nodded seriously, he seemed to lighten the mood by boasting.
"Well, actually, I'm also eager to finish everything quickly and return home. After completing this subjugation and receiving the Geumpae, I plan to propose to my lover."
Ashekh rubbed the bridge of his nose as if embarrassed.
I could feel his fresh romantic feelings.
Since it was good news, I cheerfully offered congratulations.
"I'll root for you."
"Thank you. Anyway, see you later."
After a final handshake with me, Ashekh walked away with an exceptionally cheerful stride.
I watched his retreating figure for a moment, composing my excited heart.
Even if we fought a hundred times, would it be possible to beat him?
If I staked my life, I might be able to take one of his wrists. But anything beyond that would be absolutely impossible.
Strength, speed, technique. He surpassed me in everything.
The gap between Ashekh and me was much greater than the gap between me and Tir.
Even though we're both Silver Badge mercenaries, our levels are fundamentally different.
To think I could receive apprentice training at a guild that produced someone like him.
This was an even greater gain than the points I'd earn from this subjugation.
Things were going so smoothly that I felt some unease, but it was probably just groundless anxiety.
The subjugation was already over 70% complete.
Nothing like an accident would happen at this point.
"Um, Nunim."
At Tir's call, I turned around.
For some reason, he hesitated awkwardly before speaking to me while looking into my eyes as if having made a decision.
"Which do you prefer among rings, necklaces, or bracelets?"
It was an unexpected question.
There was only one reason a man would ask a woman something like this.
Was he perhaps planning to give me a gift?
"I don't particularly like accessories. If I had to choose, a necklace would be best. But why do you ask?"
"Ah, no reason. After the subjugation is over and we return to the city, I'll tell you properly then."
When I silently stared at him, Tir blushed and avoided my gaze.
It seemed he was really planning to prepare a gift.
Moreover, he said he'd tell me properly after returning.
He wouldn't be planning to confess, ask to date, or court me, would he?
Maybe Ashekh's proposal story influenced him and suddenly gave him romantic desires.
Whatever it was, the response I would give him was already decided.
Love was a luxury for someone like me who was barely surviving for revenge.
It might not be what I was thinking, so I'll just prepare my words of refusal in advance.
I just hoped Tir wouldn't get too hurt.
"...Alright. I understand, so draw your sword. Let's spar a bit more."
"Yes, Nunim!"
After crossing swords with Tir a couple more times, we returned to the camp.
When I entered Ashekh's command tent, the few Silver Badge mercenaries were all gathered.
The sense of incongruity and suspicion felt during the subjugation so far.
It was time to discuss the cause in detail.
"Looks like everyone's here. Then let's begin the meeting."