Chapter 12
After taking the request from the guild, our party headed into the Outskirts Forest to hunt down monsters.
Erica, who had lain in my arms just last night like some fragile, sweet lover, was already a completely different person the moment her duties as a magician began.
Her eyes were cold, her stride confident.
The wand gripped in her slender hand carried the oppressive force of a First-class Magician.
“Electron.”
A short, clipped incantation.
Every time she flicked her wand, lightning magic tore through the air with brutal force.
Blinding blue light split the atmosphere, and the pack of monsters blocking our way through the woods was reduced to ash before they could even scream.
It was a stage for an overwhelming genius magician—one so dominant she didn’t even need a defensive barrier.
“...Wow, Lady Erica really is incredible.”
Veron, trudging along behind us with our luggage on his back, let out an awed, bitter laugh.
Of course, his gaze wasn’t fixed on her devastating magic at all—it was glued, shamelessly, to the sway of Erica’s body as she walked lightly ahead of us.
As always, Erica’s outfit was obscenely provocative.
A black sheer top that faintly revealed the curves of her ample breasts. A short, tight miniskirt that flashed the pale flesh of her ass every time she moved. And beneath it all, a garter belt biting into the tender skin of her slender thighs.
She looked less like an adventurer and more like a temptress who’d dressed herself for the sole purpose of seducing someone.
“Even the outfit’s fucking filthy. Hell, is that body even possible at her size?”
“...”
“Tch. You should’ve seen that brat yesterday, the way she was practically losing her mind sniffing at my cock like some damn hound.”
“...”
“I’d like to take my time and enjoy her slowly, but I wonder if my patience can hold out.”
Veron muttered obscenities under his breath as though he wanted me to hear every filthy word. I felt like my blood was turning upside down.
I wanted to draw my sword right then and there and tear that loose mouth apart, but I barely swallowed my rage.
To overcome the trauma trapped inside me, I needed this man’s existence—however much it disgusted me.
After confirming that Erica had gone some distance ahead, I lowered my voice and asked Veron,
“...You really only let her smell it yesterday? That’s true?”
“Yes, yes. It’s true. Why, don’t you believe me?”
“For two full hours? Why’d you do something like that? Just to torment her?”
Veron grinned and shrugged.
“We still have ninety-nine days left, don’t we, sir? No need to rush. Honestly, most women would be enough in a month, but that little brat’s pride is a real problem.”
“W-what did you say...?”
“I’m planning to train her thoroughly. So she won’t be able to think about anything except cock.”
Erica would never be like that! The noble Erica!
That was what I wanted to shout inside my head, and yet... my heart still pounded hard in response to his shameless scheme.
Veron caught a sidelong glimpse of my wavering eyes and lowered his voice even further.
“Lady Erica told me the basics of your condition, sir. You have trouble getting it up, don’t you?”
“That’s... none of your business. Shut your mouth.”
“It is my business. Since the lady gave me her permission, if I’ve got the skill for it, I’m planning to completely break her down and make her mine within a hundred days.”
“Veron, you bastard—”
“Heh. Don’t glare at me so hard, sir. At times like this, shouldn’t you be the one trusting the lady? Surely you’re not already panicking because you think she’ll get stolen away?”
Behind that teasing grin, I could feel the heavy lust lurking beneath the joke.
I swallowed hard, and as if tormenting myself, asked again.
“If... if Erica really does become your woman, what then?”
“Hah. Just imagining it makes my cock twitch. A noble lady under my thumb, doing whatever I want...”
“...?”
“I’d fuck her every night until her cunt got worn raw, and once I got bored, I’d let my gambling buddies take turns on her, I suppose.”
“Ugh...!”
“Then I’d sell her off to a brothel as a whore. A top-class woman like that would have wealthy men lining up from all over the world, so I’d make a killing.”
“What the hell are you saying! Before I tear that mouth apart, I swear I’ll—”
Rage flared white-hot in my skull.
Just as I was about to grip my sword hilt without thinking, Veron pointed down at my lower half and snickered.
“But sir. You’re angry, and your cock’s already hard.”
“...W-what?!
“Looks like you really liked my answer. Just as I heard, you really are a perverted young master.”
“That’s not—”
But when I glanced down at my pants, his words were true: my sex had risen stiffly in response to that filthy, taboo-laced conversation.
My face burned with humiliation, and I was at a loss for words when Erica, having finished off all the monsters in the distance, came strolling back toward us with light, elegant steps.
“Heehee... what kind of fun little secret conversation are you two whispering about over there?”
“Ah, Lady Erica, have you returned?”
“You damn porter, how dare you chat so casually with my Eric? Loser...♡”
With Erica’s arrival, Veron immediately dropped his posture, bowing his head in a servile, oily manner as though nothing had happened.
“Of course not, my lady. The young master and I were simply having a deep discussion about the future operation of the party.”
“Hmm? Is that so? If you’ve got time to spout bullshit, then why don’t you properly gather those monster remains over there and lead the way...?♡”
“Yes, yes, understood.”
Veron passed us by and trudged ahead.
Erica looked at his back and snorted, then immediately pressed her voluptuous chest against my arm and clung to me.
“Kuhuhu...♡ But, loser, I caught a little of what you were saying just now...♡”
“Huh? What...?”
“Were you getting turned on imagining me selling my body? Mm? ♡”
She whispered into my ear, her lips almost brushing my skin.
Her crimson eyes were full of obscene mischief and sadistic delight.
“Erica, quit messing around. I was just pissed off from listening to that bastard—”
“Kuhuhu...♡ Really? Doesn’t seem like it to me...♡”
Her red eyes curved into narrow slits.
Erica breathed hot air against my ear.
“Imagine it, Eric...♡ Me prostituting myself to strange men wandering the streets...♡ Every night, in some back alley, without you knowing...♡”
“Ugh...”
“A noble young lady like me becoming a filthy whore anyone can fuck if they just pay enough...♡ Acting all proper in the daytime... and then, once night falls, seducing men in the alleys. Hmm? Isn’t it hot...♡?”
“What kind of horrible thing are you even saying...”
“Why not? It’d be nice to set very specific prices too, wouldn’t it? For example... a blow job for five silver coins...♡ Mmm, if they pay more, maybe I’d even allow a rim job...♡”
“Erica...!”
“And letting them use my pussy would be two gold coins...♡ How’s that? Compared to my value, that’s ridiculously cheap, isn’t it? Heehee...♡ If they pay, any common bum could make the noble me lie down on a bed and ravage me as much as they want...♡”
Those stimulating, naked whispers shook my brain mercilessly.
Erica slyly slipped her hand between my legs, confirming the heavy presence there, and smiled with lazy satisfaction.
My cock, swollen as though it might burst, throbbed within her palm.
“Ufufu, look at this. You say you hate it, but your cock’s gotten huge...♡ Are you really that happy I’d become a whore? ♡”
“Haah, haah... stop it, please...”
“Aah...!♡ ‘Customer, there’s an extra charge of one gold coin for creampie delivery...♡’ and then I’d take in the semen of strange men deep inside my pussy...♡”
“And then I’d hand every coin I earned over to Veron...♡”
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After enduring Erica’s sweet whispers as we pressed deeper into the forest for what felt like forever, the last group of monsters nesting in the thicket at the forest’s dead end let out sharp screams and charged.
“Kieeeek!!”
Erica lazily flicked her wand as though annoyed, and the giant bolt of lightning that fell from the sky erased the remaining monsters without leaving so much as a trace.
And with that, today’s extermination request from the guild ended with almost absurd neatness.
“Hmm.”
As Erica caught her breath and looked around, an old, dark cave entrance hidden behind the corpses of the monsters happened to reveal itself through the brush.
Cold, dismal wind blew from inside, sending the hem of Erica’s short skirt fluttering.
Her crimson eyes sparkled with interest as she smiled brightly.
“Heeey, there’s a cave here?”
She hugged her wand against her chest and turned to look at Veron and me in turn.
Her lips, framed against the deep darkness of the cave mouth, drew an obscene curve.
“Then shall we do it here? Our second Netorase...♡”
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