Chapter 133 - How Dare You Touch Me? (Slapping Daron's Cheek)
There was no need to show off overwhelming power. A few swings from the strong ones ended it all.
"Fucking dickhead bastards."
Kelly lightly kicked the cocks protruding from the fallen monsters. Some hadn't even worn pants, and quite a few pretty females had gotten hard-ons before charging in.
"Hey. Do you really have to poke at them with your foot?"
"These small-dicked shits think they can fuck me? How could I not be pissed?"
"W-Well, that's true, but... ugh. It's just kinda gross, so don't do it."
"When a big-titted bitch like you says it, I guess I should listen."
"Ah! T-That's sexual harassment!"
Kelly flicked Elinne's breast, making it jiggle wildly. I wanted to squeeze in between them and grope one tit with each hand, but I held back. Instead, I pointed my sword at the orc still breathing in front of me.
"Alright. Time to talk."
"Grk. Spare me!"
"I know you monsters are planning to attack humans."
"Chit, chiik. What're you talking about?"
"If you don't know, you're useless."
"Right! That's right, so don't kill me!"
The orc groveled desperately as the cold blade nicked its throat.
"Who made that armor you're wearing? And those weapons?"
"I-I don't know!"
"Tsk."
"These benefactors suddenly showed up and gave them to us! Please, take it away!"
Of course it'd say that after pretending not to know.
"Benefactors, huh? All with dark hair overall? Were they... those demon bastards by any chance?"
"Ah. How did you... Gulp, I shouldn't have said that."
"Shouldn't have said it?"
"Hiiik! No, I was just about to!"
"You didn't say it anyway—I guessed first. Don't take credit."
As Lilith said, it was the demons who'd supplied gear to arm the monsters like soldiers. They'd distributed it to many, but it was crudely made. Shoddy work. Still, solid armor and sharp weapons were plenty threatening, no matter the shape.
"Let's get to the point."
I couldn't keep leading and hearing the same "Chit, how'd you know?" bullshit. Time for real-time intel.
"Where'd those benefactors go? Don't know? Don't know? Say it three times and you're really dead."
"Th-That..."
"My patience runs out, you're dead."
"Deep in the forest inside the great plain!"
"Forest?"
I hadn't even noticed a forest. Still a long way to go.
"All of them in there? Not all, right? Most?"
Some demons, like Lilith, had separate missions. But most would be in that forest, training up the monsters.
"You! What'd you do with the people from Hab Kingdom?"
"Chik. Hab Kingdom? What's that? Food?"
"Food? Insulting Hab Kingdom and me? Fiz! Kill this monster right now!"
"Lady Natasha. Hold on."
"Baron Dran. Taking the monster's side?"
"That's not—"
Fuck, let's get more info first. Not much left worth hearing, but no rush to judge.
"Fiz! What are you doing!"
"Chiik! Chiiiik! I can't die like this!"
Figuring it was doomed either way, the orc seized the moment my sword dipped and lunged at Natasha right in front of it. I yanked her into my arms, pulling her away from it.
"Before I die, tits! I'll grope those tits! Chiik! You, die!"
The orc raged at me for interfering and aimed a fallen axe my way.
"Those hands should be my hands! Hand over the woman—no, the tits!"
"Huh?"
Oh yeah. There were tits in my hands.
"Hmph. Let go already?"
Lately I'd only groped huge ones, so I hadn't even registered the average size.
"Lady Natasha!"
"Chik!"
Fiz's sword slashed its throat. Blood sprayed from the wound. Normally I'd block it, but too annoying. Who cares if she gets bloody. Anyway, Elinne's barrier spell stopped it first. Not super dangerous, but the commotion ended.
"Are you alright?"
Slap!
"Gasp."
My head snapped to the side, and the women over there let out short yelps in surprise. Ray looked especially pissed.
"Touching my body with those filthy hands!"
"...You were in danger."
I'd grabbed something—anything—to pull her in since pushing might get me bitched at anyway.
"Disgusting! How dare a lowborn like you touch me?"
"Lady Natasha. Baron Dran had a valid reason—"
"Shut up, Fiz?! Who asked to be saved? You would've anyway!"
She's crying. Her fists are crying.
"Fuu... My first purity taken by a man like this..."
Is this about virginity? I was just helping with no weird intentions, dick on the line. Should I hit her? Nah, slapping that cheek back would feel better.
"How're you gonna take responsibility? You know who I am and still groped me like that?"
"Enough."
Charlotte wouldn't back me up, and Kelly was iffy. Any more and Kelly might snap. Ray stepped in first to stop Natasha.
"Saintess. Siding with this guy again?"
"That's separate—you're the one throwing a tantrum! It's embarrassing!"
"Ch-Childish? You done?"
"Lady Natasha."
Fiz wasn't worried about us. She feared Natasha offending the saintess. Even Hab's king wasn't rude to her like this.
"Am I the weird one? Huh? You!"
Natasha pointed at Elinne, who'd come close, worried about my slapped cheek.
"Did I do wrong?"
"W-Wrong... yeah, kinda?"
Next, Kelly.
"Ugh. You! Did I do wrong?"
"Yes!"
Kelly bellowed it.
"Hero! Did I mess up?"
Charlotte nodded vaguely. She hated wimps—no way she'd side with her.
Natasha huffed, then yelled, "I'm letting this slide just once!" and climbed back into the carriage. What the hell does she want? Fiz soothed her, then bowed to us again. Her subordinate apologizing like that was pitiful; my anger cooled a bit. Ray blew holy power into my cheek, just in case.
"Daron, you okay?"
"Craving pancakes."
"Joking around means you're fine."
Not really. I glanced at Lilith; she flinched. After the uterine punches last night, just thinking about it must terrify her. Not even a day later—still fresh.
"Master Daron. Are you alright?"
Squeeze. Seira pressed against me, rubbing her face on mine. Didn't expect her to be this bold in front of everyone. Shyest one, yet ignores the stares. Healing my heart.
. . .
We ran into more monsters after. Nothing special. Even trained like soldiers, they were no match. A few hundred or thousand rushing us might tense things up, but scattered, max was fifty.
That night, no need for night ops yet, so we camped. Didn't set up in the open plain. Hid in a midway forest, pitching tents concealed. Elinne wove detection spells everywhere. Any suspicious movement, we'd know instantly.
And now, I was following Kelly's training.
"F-Faster! Faster faster!"
Kelly pressured me relentlessly. Less mana than Ariana, but a similar wall. Could a non-genius like me really match Kelly or Ariana?
"Daydreaming means you get hit!"
"Gahk."
Fuck. So damn strong! Couldn't deflect her sword; took the full force and got shoved back hard.
"Condense more mana into your blade! Thinner, finer!"
"Easy for you to say!"
Kelly closed in again. Not just sparring—clashing mana-charged blades moment by moment to build feel.
"Your dick's rock-hard, but the mana in your sword's dogshit soft!"
"Urk."
Couldn't overpower; my sword pulled back, and her fist slammed my gut through the gap. Gathered mana fast, but couldn't absorb all the shock.
"Kelly! Hit harder!"
"Beat his ass!"
Ray and Elinne cheered her on from the sidelines. Ray lost to me in strength and sex; Elinne could win with magic, but... too well-trained to spam it at me.
"Master Daron, hang in there!"
I'd brought Lilith along; Seira's warm cheers beside her fired me up naturally.
"Seira. Friends stick together in times like this."
"R-Really?"
Ray coaxed Seira to trash-talk me too. Teaching her good stuff.