Chapter 50: Drinking is Sex (1)[R-18]
Chapter 50: Drinking is Sex (1)[R-18]
"Guild Leader, it's a disaster!"
Bernhard, the leader of the Adventurer's Guild, felt a heart-wrenching pang as he looked at the young adventurer, whose expression was so distraught he looked as if he had lost his entire country.
"Sestura was kidnapped by the goblins on the 28th floor...!"
"......Give up on her."
"Guild Leader!"
"Once someone is taken by the goblins of the 28th floor, it's already too late. If she wasn't rescued within the hour, you have to consider it over."
At Bernhard’s blunt words, the man collapsed onto the floor.
"It’s not just any floor; it’s the 28th. The goblins there are far more resilient and savage than the ones on the 18th floor. They kill the men and ravish the women. And the women they capture..."
"St-stop...! I don't want to hear it...!"
"They rape them to breed more goblins. The goblins born that way roam the floors searching for more women. And if they can't find any, they'll even lust after the very place they came from."
"Aaaargh!"
The youth let out a grotesque scream and clutched his head.
The blood trickling from where he tore at his own scalp seemed to manifest his agony, but Bernhard simply closed his eyes, unmoved.
As the Guild Leader, he had seen countless people suffer through this kind of pain.
Was being an adventurer a profession filled with dreams and romance?
Hardly.
Adventurers were people who earned money while nursing mental illnesses.
Death wasn't the only thing an adventurer had to account for.
The possibility of being devoured by man-eating beasts.
The possibility of being captured by plant-type magical creatures and having one's bodily fluids drained for a lifetime.
The possibility of having one's soul stolen by an undead monster like a Lich and being controlled as a puppet.
The possibility of being caught by a vampire beast and living as a mere blood bag, producing blood for eternity.
And the possibility of being captured by goblins or other monsters to be used as a tool for the species' reproduction.
The Fermaton Infinite Labyrinth was a place where all those dangers lurked.
"...The only silver lining is that they're 28th-floor goblins. They have at least a bit of intelligence, so they know how to savor what they have."
"Guild Leader! How can you say such a thing?!"
"I'm telling you the truth. If it had been the goblins on the 18th floor, she would have been raped and then eaten. Those ones are simple-minded. But the ones on the 28th floor, even if they rape her, will keep her as a breeding tool."
"Ah, aah..."
"I'll organize a rescue party immediately. If you want to come, then come. However, do not expect her to be the same woman she was before she entered the Infinite Labyrinth."
Bernhard’s eyes were cold and sunken.
"If she has been defiled by monsters, I can hide her record. If you truly love her, I know one way to keep it a secret."
"What... is it?"
"You marry her."
"......Are you telling me to marry a woman who was raped by goblins right now?"
"Yes. Was Sestura not even worth that much to you?"
"......."
"I can tell by your face exactly how you feel. We'll rescue her for now. What happens after that is for you to decide. ...But I must say this one thing."
Bernhard repeated the words he always said.
"You should have protected her better so this never happened in the first place."
The elite members of the Adventurer's Guild began to sprint down into the Infinite Labyrinth.
* * *
First Night Right.
Trash.
Adventurer.
Gratitude.
They were short words, but I confirmed that another piece of information had surfaced from a place I didn't know.
'The backstory is a bit much.'
And if I were to make an inference, this develops into a truly ridiculous story.
—Ruji Fermaton disguised the fact that women were raped in the Infinite Labyrinth by framing it as him exercising his First Night Right.
Being raped by a monster versus being raped by a man in power.
Naturally, for those living in human society, the latter is far better.
At least the latter is an act of tyranny by a powerful man, whereas the former is a soul-crushing trauma that makes it impossible for a human to maintain their sanity.
But what if that was the case?
What if it was one of those "Actually, Ruji was a good guy" tropes?
I tried my best to find any records Ruji might have left behind.
But he wasn't the type to keep a diary, nor was he the type to record such things.
What if...
—Thank you...! Thank you for letting me live as a human being under the guise of the First Night Right...!
—I only did what a member of the Fermaton clan should do. Give your thanks to your husband, who accepted you as you are. I don't mind being cursed, but your husband is the one who must share your pain for a lifetime.
—Thank you, thank you so much...!
What if it was a situation like that?
What if that was the secret behind Ruji's First Night Right?
'I want to know too!!'
Is this the karma of a skip-player?
The price for mindlessly blasting through the story?
Then what about the maids?
What about Astarotte?
Is the reason everyone knows something different because some know the truth and others don't?
Is that why some people look at me with utter disgust for using the First Night Right, while others give me looks of understanding?
'I don't fucking know.'
I really didn't.
'I'll just handle things based on what I know. I am Ruji Fermaton now. Regardless of what the previous Ruji did, I will judge and act according to what my dick tells me.'
Rather than relying on uncertain information, I just needed to make decisions based on the solid facts I had gathered so far.
One: Serica is positively reviewing and has accepted the offer to be the technical advisor for my knight order.
Two: Serica doesn't care what kind of sexual acts I perform right in front of her.
Three: Serica wants to watch sex right now.
'Then we're having sex.'
Since I'm confused, I might as well have sex.
"Laura."
I forced my voice to sound firm.
"Lie down here, on the table."
I pushed all the liquor bottles aside and laid Laura down on the table.
Laura lay flat on the circular table, and because her arms were pinned behind her back, her abdomen naturally arched upward.
"Since you asked to see sex, I'll show you, but don't go saying something else later. Understood?"
I wasn't asking Laura.
I was asking Serica.
There was no point in asking Laura "Is it okay if I have sex in front of another woman?" at this stage.
"Yes."
Serica’s eyes sparkled as she grabbed another bottle of liquor.
Before I knew it, she had cleared all the bottles off the table and moved her chair to what could be called the VIP seat.
Clink.
I undid the leather straps binding Laura's legs.
Then, I pulled her waist so her buttocks were right at the edge of the table, spread her legs, and took my position.
Coincidentally, the height of the table was perfect for thrusting my cock just by rocking my hips back and forth, without needing any height adjustment.
It was as if it had been custom-made for this.
"...Hmm."
I pulled down my pants.
I didn't bother leaving my underwear on; I pulled them down together, letting my cock stand tall in front of me.
"...It's quite large."
Serica let out an exclamation of admiration as she looked at my dick.
It was fine that she wasn't looking at it like it was something hideous but rather with curiosity, but I really wished she would just use that mouth to suck it.
"...Mmm."
Serica put the bottle to her lips again.
Watching her, I felt as if she were taking a dick into her mouth, giving me a phantom sensation of a blowjob, so I tried to steady my mind.
'Am I drunk?'
The alcohol was kicking in, but there was no reason for my mind to be this shaken. It seemed I was momentarily dazed after hearing that strange theory about Ruji's First Night Right.
'Yeah, whatever.'
I only need to care about my knight order and my women.
Right now, I just need to focus on the pussy in front of me.
"Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever taken Laura on a dining table before."
"Young Lord..."
Laura looked miserable, constantly glancing at Serica.
"I-I'm sorry... but could you at least put the blindfold and mask back on me...?"
"Hmm?"
"Th-that's..."
I knew what that troubled look meant.
"No. Instead, I'll put this in."
"Mmph, mmph...!"
I shoved my hand into Laura's mouth.
Pressing down on her tongue with my fingers, I secretly conveyed my intent to her.
'I want to have sex while looking into your eyes.'
"...Slurp."
Laura sucked on my fingers.
She probably didn't want to show Serica the face she made when she came, but I couldn't resist the sensation of my dick throbbing harder every time Laura climaxed because of it.
"Here I go."
I placed my free hand on the table and began to rhythmically thrust my hips.
"Mmph, hngh, sluuurp."
Laura began to actively lick my fingers.
She swept the bottom with her tongue before wrapping it around my entire finger in a U-shape and squeezing.
Tight.
Just like a pussy.
It wasn't quite as good as a pussy tightening around a dick, but I leaned my upper body forward as I looked at Laura, whose eyes were brimming with tears as she smiled at me.
"Show our technical advisor clearly. Show her just how well the commander of my knight order handles a sword."
Lick.
Laura began to move even more proactively.
While gripping my fingers tight, she put strength into her arms bound behind her back and started moving her own hips.
"Kuuuuh..."
Without me even needing to move my hips, Laura began to rotate her waist like a waterwheel.
She pressed her fingers against the table for leverage and used her abdominal strength to repeatedly grip and release my dick.
"Kh, that's good."
I grabbed a bottle and took a mouthful of liquor.
Then, I immediately leaned down, forced Laura's mouth open, and fed her the alcohol.
"Hnghhhh..."
Laura's eyes curved into crescents.
Smiling at me from an angle Serica couldn't see, Laura seemed to be saying:
If we were in the sex room, she would have wrapped her legs around me immediately.
Since she was being one-sidedly taken right now, her legs were just swaying in the air, but if she could have used them actively, she would have held on so tight I wouldn't have been able to pull my hips away.
Laura really was a great actress.
As soon as I pulled my upper body away, Laura squeezed her eyes shut and swallowed the liquor in her mouth, then looked up at me with unfocused eyes.
"Y-Young Lord... the, the alcohol is too strong..."
"Just from this much? Don't you see how many bottles we've already emptied?"
"A-ah, ahhhhn...!"
"Hehe, mmm-hmm..."
Serica let out a sultry hum and crossed her legs.
"Young Lord."
"What?"
"As your technical advisor, I have a suggestion."
"......Oh."
She accepted the role.
"What is it?"
"I want to see what happens when Miss Laura gets drunk. After all, there are magical creatures in the Infinite Labyrinth that can induce a state of confusion. So..."
Serica uncorked a new bottle of wine.
"Why don't you test just how well Miss Laura can take a spear while she's intoxicated?"
"...A spear?"
"How could I call yours a mere sword? It is a stately and elegant spear."
Serica...
"Suggestion accepted."
I immediately grabbed the bottle.
"Then let's see, should I stick it in Laura's mouth—"
"R-Ruji Master..."
"......."
Laura looked up at me tearfully.
"......Fuck it. Fine. Let's get absolutely trashed today."
I snatched the bottle from Serica and took a huge gulp.
Yeah.
If I keep ravishing Laura, an opportunity to fuck Serica is bound to come up.
"Hey."
I held the bottle high.
"Get soaked."