The Strong One Appears
Money is always right. That's an eternal truth, and I won't entertain any arguments against it. If you're mad about it, go ahead and cross over into a fantasy world yourself. I'd stripped the gangsters clean and was now indulging in every luxury imaginable aboard my airborne hotel—eating, sleeping, and doing whatever else struck my fancy. At the moment, I was lounging on a plush sofa in the aerial lounge with Tirga and Lati pressed against me on either side, sipping a cool, sweet juice. I'd been drinking too much lately and figured I ought to ease up a bit. Why couldn't there be a skill for hangover immunity? No status window, sure, but the least that dwarf could do is hand out a skill or two.
Technically, this place was a hotel, but Solaris was an over-technology ironclad airship built for ground bombardment. Just hadn't had the chance to use it that way yet. Come to think of it, what happened to that village I'd flattened with a bombing run last time? Were there any survivors?
"Master, what are you thinking so hard about?"
"Nothing. It's nothing."
"Hmm. In that case, I'll make sure you can't think at all."
Tirga loosened the armor on her upper body and proudly displayed her large, beautiful breasts. How did she know that men turn into idiots the moment they see something lewd? That's why old taverns used to hang up revealing pictures of female models—so customers couldn't tell whether the drinks were overpriced or not. Tirga might seem simple and foolish, but she had a surprising cunning streak. With a chest like that right in front of me, how could I possibly think about anything else?
"Ehehe, get over here!"
"That's not fair, Tirga. Trying to hog the Boss all to yourself again."
"If you're jealous, go do some chest exercises, Lati."
"That doesn't make them bigger!"
Now that I thought about it, Tirga ate like a horse yet never gained weight. Was it because she was a summon? Or did everything she ate go straight to her chest? I'd seen her exercise now and then to stay in shape, but that alone didn't explain it. Probably just because she was an SSS-rank cheat character. This was a fantasy world, after all—modern common sense didn't apply here.
Ah, the sheer size that didn't even fit in both my hands. Breasts as massive as she was tall—calling them a work of art or a divine creation wouldn't be an exaggeration. Choosing her had been a stroke of genius. Sure, bipedal weapons and mecha dinosaurs were nice, but as a man, how could I turn down a pretty, well-endowed woman? Even the most hardcore member of the farming corps would question their own tastes after getting a taste of these.
"Hnn… Master, if you suck that hard…"
"Then how about this?"
I licked around her areola with my tongue, then targeted the nipple, giving it a light bite. Tirga flinched and let out a cute little sound. Thanks to my attentions, her breasts had clearly been upgraded into an erogenous zone. Her reactions grew more intense with each passing day. I sucked noisily like a baby, then took a mouthful and made wet, squelching sounds. Breasts were the best! The absolute best! Shout it with me—tits are the greatest!
Naturally, I laid Tirga down on the sofa and climbed on top of her, my hand automatically reaching between her legs to stimulate her. I'd grown so used to it that the caressing happened on its own now. My fingers knew exactly where to touch to make her feel good.
"Nngh! Haah!"
Two fingers slipped into the soaked cavern of the woman and sought out the hidden spot inside. A flood of pleasure-soaked fluids gushed out, enough to stain the sofa. Tirga was so wet that there was no need for any gel. The lewd warrior came undone from nothing but her master's fingers. Her hips lifted, then she collapsed like a waterlogged sponge.
"Already finished? What a shameless summon you are."
"That's cruel, Master. You go straight for my weak points and then complain."
I brought my slick fingers to Tirga's mouth, and she diligently cleaned them with her tongue. Then she suddenly sat up, pushed me down onto the sofa, and spoke to Lati.
"Alright, Lati. Now it's our turn to torment the Master."
"Good idea."
"How dare you two… Ah!"
The two women stripped me in an instant. Lati took me into her mouth and began sucking with devoted care while Tirga attacked my nipples. The sudden role reversal left me with no chance to resist—I could only lie there and be pleasured. Nipples weren't just a woman's weakness; men had them too. Being assaulted from both ends at once was too much to endure.
Before long, Lati stopped the fellatio, climbed on top of me, and began moving her hips with me inside her. At the same time, Tirga's thoroughly soaked sex covered my mouth.
"B-Boss… haah."
"Master, right there… hnn."
The two women danced with pleasure atop my body. All I could do from my pinned position was stay hard and pleasure them with my tongue. I couldn't see their expressions, but from the sounds and movements, they were clearly enjoying themselves. Of course, I was enjoying it just as much.
We reached our peak together in perfect harmony, then moved hand in hand to the bedroom for round two. As expected, doing it on a large, soft bed was the most comfortable. Outdoor thrills were fun, but nothing beat the classics when it came to comfort.
After an intense threesome, we lay naked, savoring the rest. The extreme physical exertion and the inevitable post-nut clarity left me wanting to do absolutely nothing.
"Ugh… it feels like my womb's been destroyed."
"My back hurts too."
"Tirga, I never thought I'd hear you say you're in pain."
"Don't say such depressing things. I'm a woman too!"
Tirga gave me a wicked grin, climbed on top of me again, and vigorously stimulated me with her hand. Against my will, my body responded, growing hard once more. The revived member had no choice but to be sucked deep inside her. Her enormous breasts swayed beautifully as her inner walls squeezed me tightly. As expected of an SSS-rank summon, her stamina was incredible—she showed no signs of fatigue. An ordinary woman would have been exhausted long ago from riding on top like that.
Clutching Tirga's breasts, I came weakly inside her. To think there was still more left—my virility must have improved quite a bit as well.
***
They say playtime flies by uselessly fast. Before I knew it, we'd arrived at Sanctuarium. Tirga, Lati, and I packed our things and prepared to enter the city. I was tempted to hover Solaris right over the city and do a dramatic drop like some kind of giant deployment, but causing a scene while we were here to gather information probably wasn't wise. In the end, we landed a little ways outside the city as usual and decided to walk or take a carriage the rest of the way in.
Today, though, the weather was nice and we'd been lazy for a while, so I suggested we walk.
"It feels good to set foot on solid ground again."
"Still, we got here comfortably enough."
"Master, an incredibly powerful presence is approaching from that direction."
"Got it. Lati, hide somewhere for now."
The mood had been warm and pleasant until Tirga suddenly grew serious and drew her twin hammers. What now? Had another self-righteous hero type latched onto us like last time? I'd thought moving through the air would make us hard to track. More surprising was that Tirga looked tense—she'd always faced enemies with a relaxed attitude before. She'd warned me about Morvanel recently, but… this didn't feel good at all.
From beyond, a woman wearing a large conical hat and what looked like martial arts robes straight out of a wuxia novel was walking toward us. A long sword hung at her waist. This was supposed to be a fantasy world. Now we had martial artists showing up too? Well, with Nazi elves and communist beastmen already here, a wuxia element wasn't that strange.
Tirga warned me to stay back and moved to stop the mysterious woman.
"Stop. Come any closer and I'll let you taste lightning."
"Me?"
"That's right. You, the one with the sword."
Threatening lightning crackled in Tirga's hands, but the woman drew her blade in the blink of an eye and split the lightning apart. Tirga's attack vanished as if it had never existed. How was that even possible? Blocking lightning with a sword draw?
"Impressive swordsmanship. Or should I say magic in this world?"
"Leave now and nothing will happen."
"I'm afraid that's impossible. Besides, I have business with the man behind you, not you."
"With me?"
"Indeed. You've committed countless atrocities and even killed our comrades. I'll be taking your life here and now."
The woman swung her sword, and a blue sword aura flew straight at me. If not for Tirga's lightning barrier, I would've been sliced clean in half. But even the barrier the warrior had barely managed to raise was instantly shattered by the martial artist's sword aura. She was an incredibly powerful opponent—on a completely different level from anyone we'd faced before.
"Master! Run, now! This isn't someone we can fight while protecting you!"
"I won't let you escape."
The woman revealed her killing intent in full and charged at me like a madwoman. That blade was coming straight for me. Tirga tried desperately to block her, but she was clearly struggling. What should I do? Should I run like Tirga said? But if I left her behind and she got seriously hurt or killed… that would be far worse than losing Solaris.
I gathered as much power as I could and hurled lightning at the damn martial artist, but she only flinched slightly and kept coming. She was absurdly fast—my eyes couldn't even track her movements.
"You bastard!"
Tirga began to giantize, and dark clouds gathered in the sky. A barrage of lightning bolts rained down, yet the woman continued her rampage. Blocking lightning with a sword? This was complete balance-breaking. She took a stance as if preparing a powerful technique, and a chilling wind began to blow. I didn't have Tirga's sharp senses, but I knew one thing for certain—my situation had gone to hell. Even so, my feet wouldn't move when I tried to run.
"Sword Wind Style Secret Art: Demon-Slaying Light Slash."
The woman swung her sword, and a threatening technique—sword aura or whatever it was—flew toward me. Tirga tried to block it with a barrier, but she couldn't stop every single attack coming our way. A searing pain tore through my flesh, unlike anything I'd ever felt before. Just like that, my right arm was severed.