Crumbling Confidence
Around the time the party was almost out of Baron Behrman's territory in their carriage, shouting echoed through the baron's castle.
"So, you just let them go?"
Baron Behrman slammed his desk and growled. His fierce, scarred face—befitting a former mercenary—and the murderous aura radiating from him made the cavalry captain, who was delivering the report, shrink back in terror.
"I-I am deeply sorry! But we thought they were just... some crazy, perverted noble trash..."
"You said there was a woman! Describe them in detail, now!"
"Yes, sir! There was a red-haired woman sitting on the driver's seat, and inside, a woman who looked like a noble lady and another who looked like a common whore were... tangled up stark naked with a man who appeared to be a noble."
"The one who looked like a noble lady! Do you remember her face clearly?"
At the baron's sharp question, cold sweat poured down the cavalry captain's neck.
"Well... everything happened so fast, and... I couldn't get a proper look. Her head was hanging low..."
"You useless piece of shit!"
Crash!
Baron Behrman hurled an inkwell against the wall.
"That woman could have been the princess of Winterfell! The very bitch Viscount Valentine put a bounty on himself!"
"W-What?!"
"Take the entire force and pursue them immediately! If you lose them, your heads will be the first to roll!"
The baron leaped up from his seat.
"No, I'm going too!"
Baron Behrman personally strapped on his armor.
Leading his elite cavalry unit of fifty riders, he charged out of the castle gates.
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!
A massive cloud of dust billowed as they kicked off a ferocious pursuit, tracking the deep ruts left by the carriage.
Meanwhile, inside the carriage.
"Ugh... there won't be a single day my pussy stays dry of cum now..."
Jill lamented, slumped over limply after taking Penis's load.
The sticky fluid trickling down her thighs felt disgusting, yet it vividly recalled the intense pleasure she had just experienced, stirring a strange sense of depraved guilt.
"Don't sweat it,"
Penis said nonchalantly, patting Jill on the head.
"Your pussy will never run dry. I'll make sure to top it off every single day."
"Shut up, you perverted bastard..."
Jill wept inwardly. She didn't even have the energy left to resist.
Eliana watched them with a mix of envy and jealousy before gathering her courage to speak.
"Um, Lord Penis... I would also like to..."
Before Eliana could finish her sentence, a thunderous roar that shook the very earth erupted from behind the carriage.
"Halt right there! Don't even think about escaping!"
Astrid's urgent voice called out from the driver's seat.
"We have a situation! The baron is chasing us with his entire cavalry!"
"What?!"
Jill bolted upright in shock.
"I thought we took care of them! I thought they fell for that performance!"
"Hmm... I guess they weren't completely brainless after all."
Penis scratched his head in annoyance, then smirked, his lips curling upward.
"Actually, this works out. Time to get some level ups."
"Level up? What the hell are you talking about?"
Jill stared at Penis with a bewildered expression. Leveling up in a situation like this?
"Ah, did I not mention it? I can level up."
Penis replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"What?! Why only you?! Why are you the only one who gets to level up?!"
Jill's face contorted with rage.
"Give me a status window too! Not this goddamn 'flesh light' title or whatever! You should have at least let me choose a class from the start!"
Jill sprang to her feet and pointed an accusing finger at Penis, shouting at the top of her lungs.
While she had been reduced to a mere tool for satisfying his lust, the culprit behind all of this was getting stronger all by himself like some video game character.
Flick!
"Ow!"
Penis flicked Jill hard on the forehead.
"Shut up! When I level up, you get shared experience points too, so don't worry."
"What?! Am I your pet?! I only level up because you do?! God damn it, this is pure discrimination!"
Jill screamed toward the heavens.
"Quiet down. If you want to help, get out here."
Penis casually threw on his cloak and shouted to Astrid.
"Hey, Astrid! Stop the carriage!"
The carriage ground to a halt, and Penis and Jill stepped outside.
In an instant, the baron's cavalry surrounded them.
"You bastards! Did you really think you could escape my sight?!"
Baron Behrman rode forward and bellowed.
"Everyone inside the carriage, show yourselves!"
Baron Behrman's voice was deafeningly loud.
Did he swallow a megaphone? My ears are going to bleed.
Jill grimaced and picked at her ear.
Baron Behrman stared at the man and woman, who were wearing nothing but cloaks, with a suspicious glare.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Why do you care?"
Penis replied, completely unbothered.
"Hmph! Not that it matters. We can just identify your corpses after you're dead!"
The baron raised his hand high.
"Kill those two!"
The cavalrymen roared, leveling their spears as they charged. The thunderous pounding of hooves shook the ground.
Penis let out a yawn and slowly walked forward.
Just then, a gust of wind caught his cloak, fluttering it open to reveal his muscular, naked body.
Jill's eyes instinctively drifted down to Penis's lower half.
His colossal manhood was still standing rock-hard and erect.
That crazy pervert... is he seriously hard even while fighting?!
Jill clicked her tongue, but her face flushed red as she realized she, too, was wearing absolutely nothing under her cloak.
Thick, warm cum was still trickling out of her pussy, wetting her thighs.
Damn it, I'm no better.
The leading cavalryman thrust his spear toward Penis.
In that split second, Penis moved.
He ducked low and executed a bizarre step, closing the distance in the blink of an eye. He spun his body and swept his leg out.
"Narak!"
Crack!
The moment Penis's foot slammed into the horse's leg, the beast shrieked and collapsed forward.
Using the momentum, Penis launched himself into the air and delivered a devastating spinning kick straight into the solar plexus of the falling rider.
"Seonpung!"
Thwack!
"G-Gahhh!"
The cavalryman, along with his horse, was blasted into the air, flying a considerable distance before crashing violently into the dirt.
For a moment, the battlefield froze.
A human had literally kicked a horse into the air.
"W-What are you doing?! Kill him! Kill him now!"
The baron shrieked in sheer panic.
Snapping out of their daze, the cavalrymen charged again, and Penis leaped straight into the thick of them.
One rider slashed his sword toward Penis's flank.
Penis ducked slightly, then leaped off the ground, launching a devastating uppercut with his fist enveloped in crackling blue electricity.
"Dorya!"
Boom!
The rider and his horse soared high into the sky before plummeting back down.
Leaving trails of blue lightning in the air, Penis began to tear through the enemy lines.
Jill stared blankly at the spectacle.
Wait... does he even need to level up? He can easily slaughter them all by himself. He's a total cheat character!
Just then, the sound of tearing wind echoed behind Jill.
Turning around, she saw a cavalryman charging straight at her with his spear leveled.
Shit!
Instinctively, she ducked low and slid forward. The rush of wind blew her cloak wide open.
In that instant, her pale, naked body, voluptuous breasts, and the smooth gap between her thighs were exposed for all to see.
"Gah?! That crazy bitch!"
"She's fighting naked?! You perverted whore!"
The soldiers cried out in shock as the tip of a spear narrowly grazed Jill's hair.
Surrendering to her battle instincts rather than shame, Jill spun her body low to the ground and swept her leg toward the horse's front legs.
A low, lightning-fast sweep.
Crack-crack-crack!
*Neighhh!*
The sound of snapping bones echoed as the horse lost its balance and tumbled forward.
Jill didn't miss her chance.
As the rider flailed in mid-air, she spun her body like a drill and delivered a powerful kick straight to his abdomen.
"Spiral Kick!"
"Aaargh!"
The soldier screamed, crashing into another rider behind him and knocking them both off their mounts.
Jill panted heavily, looking down at her hands.
Right... I forgot.
It was the same when she fought those soldiers before.
This body was strong. She had only forgotten because she was constantly pinned down by Penis every night, doing nothing but screaming in pleasure.
I'm not weak. It's just that Penis is a freakishly strong monster!
Her long-suppressed confidence surged back.
"Hahaha! Come on! Bring it on, all of you!"
A grin spread across her lips.
She began to weave through the battlefield, stepping as if she were dancing.
Gliding across the battlefield as if it were her personal stage, her movements were bizarre yet incredibly swift.
Flustered by her strange movements, a rider shouted, "W-What kind of bizarre dance is that?!"
"It's not a bizarre dance! Let's call it an elegant ballet!"
Jill shouted as she lunged forward.
She used her forward momentum to flip upside down, wrapping her legs around the soldier's neck and slamming him headfirst into the ground.
Crack!
The soldier lost consciousness instantly and tumbled off his horse.
Jill landed gracefully and swept back her messy pink hair.
"How do you like my Hurricane Heel?!"
The battlefield was absolute chaos.
Every time Penis threw a punch, blue flashes erupted, sending soldiers flying like autumn leaves in a gale.
The soldiers desperately swung their spears and swords, but whenever Penis raised his arm to block, they were deflected as if hitting an invisible wall.
"H-He's a monster!"
"They aren't human!"
Screaming in sheer terror, the soldiers fell one after another.
Jill was drunk on the thrill of battle.
That's right. I'm not Penis's pet. I can fight. I'm strong too!
She laughed in the midst of the blood-splattered fray.
"Haa... haa... How's that?!"
Jill kicked the jaw of the last remaining soldier charging at her, sending him flying. She panted heavily, her entire body glistening with sweat, but she had never felt better.
She didn't care whether her naked body was flashing through her cloak or not.
In fact, striking their vitals while they were dazed by her nudity felt incredibly exhilarating.
Yes, I'm not weak. I was just intimidated by Penis all this time!
Just as Jill was shrugging her shoulders, intoxicated by her triumph—
"This is getting boring. Let's wrap it up."
Penis's deep, cold voice echoed across the battlefield.
Jill turned her head to see Penis walking right into the center of the remaining cavalry. About twenty riders, paralyzed with fear, surrounded him.
"K-Kill him! If we attack together, we can win!"
The man who appeared to be the cavalry captain shouted in a trembling voice.
Screaming desperately, the soldiers thrust their spears at Penis all at once.
A dark red energy began to swirl around Penis's fist.
"Die!"
With a roar, Penis slammed his fist into the ground.
BOOM!
The earth shrieked as a deafening explosion, like a meteor impact, shook the area.
"G-Gahhh?!"
"Aaaaah!"
The ground surged upward like a tidal wave.
Web-like fissures radiated outward from Penis in an instant, and the very foundation of the earth began to collapse.
Horses lost their footing and fell, while soldiers were swept up by the rising mounds of dirt and rock debris, blasted into the air.
A massive shockwave swept across the entire battlefield.
Ruuuumble!
Jill lost her balance from the violent tremors and fell flat on her butt.
"Kyaaa?!"
She quickly covered her head to shield herself from the flying debris.
As the dust cloud settled, the scene revealed was utterly catastrophic.
Not a single patch of ground remained intact.
The road was completely overturned, littered with unrecognizable lumps of flesh—horses and men mangled together.
With a single punch, he had completely erased the remaining cavalry.
"..."
Jill stared at the sight, her mouth hanging open.
That confidence she felt just a moment ago?
Yeah, right. What a joke. It deflated instantly like a popped balloon.
While she was busy executing fancy steps to barely take down enemies one by one, he had wiped out the entire battlefield as if flicking away a speck of dust.
Strong, my ass... What am I supposed to do when I'm traveling with a literal monster?
Jill pulled her cloak tightly around herself and crouched down.
I'll just... quietly play the pet. If I try to act tough, I'll end up just like them.
Faced with such an overwhelming disparity in power, Jill's self-esteem plummeted straight through the floor.
"Whew."
Penis stood tall amidst the ruined earth, his cloak fluttering around his naked body.
He lightly dusted off his hands as if he had just finished a casual stroll.
"Anyone still breathing?"
Penis's gaze drifted toward a squirming pile of debris.
"H-Hieee!"
Something wriggled beneath the carcass of a horse. It was Baron Behrman, clad in his ornate armor.
Fortunately, he had been thrown from his horse early on, lessening the impact. He had survived, but he was in a pitiful state.
"S-Spare... Spare me...!"
The baron crawled backward along the ground.
His helmet was gone, leaving his hair a disheveled mess, and his expensive armor was so caked in mud and blood that its original shape was barely recognizable.
Most of all, steam was rising from between his legs.
His trousers were soaked, and a yellow liquid dripped onto the ground, giving off a foul stench.
"P-Please... I'll give you as much money as you want! My territory too! I'll give you all my wealth, so please, just spare my life...!"
The baron rubbed his hands together frantically, bowing so low his forehead almost touched the dirt. Penis stood before him like a towering shadow.
"Don't need it."
It was a curt reply. The baron clung to hope desperately.
"Please! Spare me... I can tell Viscount Valentine—"
"Just die."
Thud!
A kick, delivered as if launching a soccer ball, struck the baron's neck with pinpoint accuracy.
With a dull, wet snap, his neck twisted grotesquely before his head severed cleanly from his shoulders, flying into the air.
"Gurgle...?!"
A crimson fountain erupted, spraying blood like rain. The baron's headless torso collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut, slowly slumping to the side.
"..."
Standing by the carriage to protect the princess, Astrid stood frozen, her jaw agape.
There was... absolutely no need for me to step in from the very beginning.
The spectacle before her eyes could only be described as a walking natural disaster.
Eliana, on the other hand, gasped for an entirely different reason.
Clasping her hands tightly to her chest, her eyes sparkled with adoration as she whispered.
"Ah... he's so incredibly cool...!"
She was already completely, hopelessly infatuated.
Good grief, that brainless brute... He could have at least listened to what the guy had to say before killing him.
Sure, the baron might have been a piece of trash who deserved to die, but they could have at least heard him out.
He was talking about Viscount Valentine; they could have squeezed some useful information out of him.
Jill shook her head in the wind, which was heavy with the thick stench of blood.
As expected, the most brainless and dangerous thing in this party is that guy...
She grumbled inwardly, hurling curses at Penis's back.