Chapter 50

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 50

Chapter Title: Wasted Half My Life♥ - 2

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We ran after Hena.

Clora was panting hard but blocked the incoming arrows with a barrier of water.

"Looks like they're not gonna let us go easily."

Hena came to a stop and clicked her tongue.

I knew the reason.

We'd chased straight after Amelia deep into the forest, and the pursuers had read our path, gotten ahead of us, and set up an ambush.

"Can't we just break through?"

Kain huffed as he asked.

"...Now that they know intruders are here, they've probably activated the traps."

"If we step on a pitfall and get neutralized, our only option would be praying to the gods."

"Should've stepped on it faster."

Amelia muttered loud enough for everyone to hear.

I immediately yanked every ring off her fingers.

"What do you think you're doing?! How dare you touch the princess's belongings!"

"Shut up. You're in the same boat now. If we get caught here, we're all orc cumdumps."

Amelia's face went pale.

"G-Give them back...!"

"You can't rely on items forever and throw tantrums."

"This way!"

We bolted in the direction Hena was running.

The princess's rings are pretty great. My body felt light.

My feet barely touched the ground. It was like flying.

"Hena! One right ahead!"

"Got it!"

Flames gathered in Hena's hand.

"Fire Bolt!"

It hit!

We all stopped and stared at the other side.

Something was off.

It hit, but... no reaction?

An orc over 4 meters tall stepped out from between the trees.

One look and I knew it was a Mutant Orc.

"Ugh...!"

"Gross!"

Why is this thing flesh-pink all over?

Its facial features were a jumbled mess like some mad scientist's horrific experiment, and it had insanely long arms.

It didn't even seem like a creature from this world.

"Of all things...!"

Hena was out of mana.

My turn to help.

"Vir!"

"Kak!"

The mutant orc whipped its long arm like a lash.

Trees in the attack range were ripped out like they'd been caught in a typhoon. The power made every hair on my body stand on end.

Lightning burst from the sword Vir gripped.

"Clora! Support spells!"

"Got it!"

Hena hit it with fire arrows, Clora with a water cutter—both at once.

The mutant orc staggered hard but wasn't damaged by either attack.

What the hell is its body made of?

"Si-hyeon! More orcs are coming. We gotta run!"

"Go on ahead! I'll catch up with the Haste Ring!"

I bought time for the others to escape with Vir, then shook off the mutant orc and dashed away.

A horrific roar echoed behind us, like a declaration of vengeance.

I quickly caught up to Kain, but everyone's faces were grim.

We were all thinking the same thing right now.

This is bad.

Shaking off the orcs was way harder than expected!

We hadn't gotten cocky after taking down that chainsaw orc,

but we never imagined this demonic hell waiting just a few more steps in.

"Let's rest a bit. I need time to recover mana."

Hena and Clora wiped sweat from their brows and caught their breath.

"Amelia. We're all about to get nabbed and fucked, so if you've got any ideas, spill before it's too late."

"I know Dufern."

"The orcs won't touch me."

"Yeah, right."

If the horny orcs don't charge her first, we'll be lucky.

Honestly, by looks alone, we're all in danger.

Kain's a goner for sure.

"Th-This is bad."

Clora was trembling.

"Ten—no, thirty... This is an orc den. There are too many!"

"What?!"

Fuck. We're screwed!

Run to the territory?

If we get caught, it's cum toilet city.

A succubus like me feeling this threatened might seem weird.

I've even enjoyed sex lately.

But sex changes a lot based on the partner.

For me, at least humans are okay.

Monsters blow right past my tolerance.

Imagining myself impaled on an orc dick as a cum toilet sent chills down my spine.

No way! Not that!

"Last stand it is."

Hena's face hardened with resolve.

"Better burn up fighting than get captured."

"Let's think of a way to survive together...!"

Kain shouted desperately.

"This is where I fall, huh? To orcs? Gotta say goodbye to my pussy."

Trisha was losing it too.

"Let's do it. We don't have to kill 'em all."

"Just break through one side and bolt, right?"

Plus, we've got two healers.

We can cover any injuries.

We huddled in a circle, ready to respond no matter which way the orcs came.

Shadows of orcs emerged from the darkness...

"Vir. Attack...!"

"Buok! No attack. Buok!"

"What?"

Ugly orc. Seen it somewhere before?

"What are you?"

"Buok. Buok!"

Why is this guy here?

Right when we were about to clash with the orc elites.

"Black-hair bitch party, followed. Buok. Buok show safe place. Buok!"

"Safe place?"

Can we trust this?

"Hurry. No time. Buok!"

"Fine, just stop yelling 'Buok Buok.' It's annoying."

"Buooook."

I glanced back.

"What do we do?"

"You know him?"

"Kinda. Not a good connection."

"Better than burning alive."

"Buok. Lead!"

"Buooook!"

We followed the waddling Buok.

How's he gonna dodge the pursuers?

Any tricks and I'll snap his neck.

"This way. Buok!"

"This is..."

Buok showed us a cleverly camouflaged basement entrance.

"Ugh. What stench is that?"

Seeing Trisha's reaction, Buok let out a weird laugh.

"Orc shit. Buok."

"Smeared it on the entrance for camouflage."

"You didn't smear it inside too, right?"

"Buok!! Orcs clean. Bathe once a week."

"That's not clean. You're filthy."

"Hurry inside. No time."

No choice—I stepped in first.

Buok checked everyone was in, then shut the door last.

Soon, the thudding of angry orcs passed overhead.

But why's it so cramped in here?

We were all tangled up, stuck.

"Buok."

"Mmph."

Suddenly, something warm and sticky covered my face.

Realizing it was Buok's mug made me want to puke.

Get... off...!

"Black-hair bitch..."

This guy...! Why's he pushing up on me?

Buok grabbed me—immobile—and sucked on my mouth like Vir did to the princess.

"Mmph. Hnng... Suck...!"

Can't breathe.

This bastard... Hnng...!

Long time no see—it's going nuts.

Even in the dark, the achievement window shows up, bullshit.

"Slurp. Smack. Smack. Smack."

~~Ahh. Driving me crazy.

Making out with this pathetic loser...

If I close my mouth, it licks my gums and teeth till I can't take it.

Ended up tangling tongues.

Smack. Smack. Kiss. Kiss.

Can't... breathe...

I'm on the verge of respiratory failure, but Buok puffed hot breath on my face and lapped with its thick tongue.

"Hyak! Where're you touching?!"

"Ah...! I didn't mean to touch on purpose..."

Hena and Kain were doing some outdated rom-com routine.

While we served up a filthy cross-species kiss.

"Slurrrp. Smmk. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Smmk."

"What sound is that...?"

"Schlurp. Smooch."

Stop...

Stop sucking... you bastard...

"Get... off!"

I thrashed, and whatever balance we had collapsed with a crash.

We emerged into a wide space lit by lights.

"My hideout. Buok."

"We fell from above?"

"Bend down to come down normally. Buok."

I ordered Vir to give Buok a thorough beating.

"Ow! Ow! Hurts a lot!"

"You should've said that first, you dogshit!"

"Mercy! I wrong!"

"You knew how to light the place too? Huh?!"

"Kiss with black-hair bitch good... Buok..."

"Die. Just die!"

I stomped Buok until Kain pulled me off.

"Black-hair bitch... Strong even pregnant."

"Haa... Haa..."

Should've left it to Vir.

I'm the one getting tired.

But it was so ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠plump, like a stress-relief sandbag.

"Hey, orc. What's this place? You didn't make it alone."

"Dunno. Buok. Always here. Found shitting."

Helpful answer.

"Looks like an imperial noble's room."

"Ink suggests it's been abandoned a while. Purpose unknown."

"Air raid shelter... maybe."

Hena and Clora looked around and said.

"Amelia. Know anything?"

The princess clamped her mouth shut in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠silence.

Pain in the ass.

Non-cooperative in this situation.

Part of me wants to just...

The gentlemen and ladies' messages snapped me out of it.

Not the time for those thoughts.

"We move when it quiets down."

We spread out a bit to check the room.

Floor, walls, ceiling—all cold stone.

Height was about three times human size.

Wide enough for us all spaced 4m apart comfortably.

Back had a desk with inkwell; walls had evenly spaced candelabras glowing with light.

Candles were fresh—Buok's doing, probably.

He came here often.

Corner smelled like cum.

Close inspection: looked like he'd dragged a woman here and raped her.

No such thing as a chaste orc, but can't trust this guy.

What does he want?

"Buok. Black-hair bitch. Pretty. Want wife."

God.

Why me?

"Stay away."

"Virrunt. No near mama."

Vir growled, and Buok shrank without a word.

Good boy. Our Vir.

"Guess we sleep here tonight."

Kain said what we all thought but couldn't voice.

Hena sighed.

"...No choice."

"Need half a day to recover mana anyway."

"Tired..."

Clora was already nodding off.

Sleep's fine, but we need safeguards.

"Set night watch rotation."

"At least to keep Buok from trying shit."

"Buooook..."

Buok's belly sagged like it was disappointed.

...Annoying.

"Corner. Now."

"Buok... Buok saved. Black-hair bitch party. Buok saved."

"I know. That's why you're alive, shithead."

"...Buooook... Black-hair bitch scary..."

"Mama. Vir guard sleep."

"Vir?"

Vir herded Buok to the corner with sheer presence.

"Mama. Sleep good."

"You okay alone?"

"Vir. No sleep fine."

Ooh...

Reliable.

"Night watch is Vir."

"Yawn. Good."

"Red-hair mage."

Vir suddenly pointed at Hena.

"Wh-What?"

"Hug Vir. Essential!"

Haven't heard that in a while.

Vir demanded payment from Hena.

Meaning protection was a paid service.

"Tch... This is..."

"Extorting a mana-less mage? Low blow...!"

"Just hug once."

"No funny business."

"Haa... Me doing this..."

"Virr!"

Vir hugged Clora and Hena in turns, giggling.

"Kyaa..."

"Nng... You... Don't rub."

"No boobs."

"Buok. Me too...!"

Buok lumbered toward Clora dick flopping, got blasted by water cannon into the stone wall.

"Buooook..."

Not dead, right?

Anyway. With Vir on watch, we could sleep easy.

"Si-hyeon. Sleep together."

Trisha clung to me.

"Watch the princess. Kain might jump her."

"Si-hyeon. You see me that way?"

"You are that guy."

"...Only for Si-hyeon! You're too hot..."

"Ugh. Shut up!"

Cringe! Fuck!

I half-seriously smacked Kain.

Moments later.

We laid out spots and prepped to sleep.

"Can't sleep here. Get me a bed."

"Where?"

"Ah. I'll make one!"

For ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠real?

Clora magicked water beds for everyone.

Amazing! Jelly-like.

"Hoh. This'll do."

Amelia let her dazzling blonde spill from her robe and perched on a water bed.

That face could make you forgive anything if she had a story.

Not that selling out innocents has an excuse.

Meanwhile...

"Buok."

Buok stared at us lounging comfy with a pitiful face.

Not sympathetic.

Who pities an ugly orc?

As I was about to sleep, a window popped up.

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