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[Jason]
The sun shines brightly, its golden rays piercing through the tree canopies, creating a play of light and shadow on the forest floor. Birds sing, their melodies intertwining, forming a natural symphony that echoes everywhere. The air is fresh, filled with the scent of wildflowers and damp leaves.
A perfect day… just not for me.
"This is humiliating." I grumble, squirming in the firm arms of the knight.
She carries me as if I were a princess, her metal arms pressed against my side. The world rushes by in a blur of green and brown as she charges forward, her armor reflecting the sunlight in bluish sparks.
"My Lord, do not be stubborn." Artoria replies, her voice formal but with a hint of concern. "You are in no condition to walk."
'She is right.' I think in silence. 'When I was wearing Artoria, my spine didn't hurt as much, but as soon as we separated I collapsed to the ground crying like a lost child.'
After our battle, the Necromancer and her Beast teleported away, leaving only a trail of evil mana in the air. The group decided to rush back to Clarabella's so I could rest in a bed and let my Gamer power heal my wrecked spine through the night.
That is why Artoria picked me up like a Disney princess and ran full speed out of the dungeon toward the milf minotaur's farm.
"That is the sad truth, my Darling." Comments Lindana, the one who was entombed in the stone sarcophagus, running alongside Artoria. "I just don't understand why this rusty can get the privilege of carrying you while I'm stuck hauling this filthy animal." Points out the Yandere, lifting Zyss by the arm.
'In a comically tragic way, Lindana looked like a toxic boyfriend manhandling the poor gremlin.'
According to Zyss' explanation, Lindana is a Cursed Sword. A mamono created through the cursed sword that infected the human heroine who was intubated. Artoria added, theorizing that Lindana must have been an ancient warrior, cursed by the sword she wielded. During the time she spent in that coffin, the mamono mana leaked inside and transformed her.
As they run, dust rises in thick clouds with every step from Artoria and Lindana. The wind whistles in my ears, the speed making the world around us blur into an indistinct smear. We're running fast… so fast right now.
'At least 50 km/h (31 miles/h).' I theorize mentally.
Soon Clarabella's farm comes into view, its wooden buildings standing out against the green pastures. But there's something in the middle of the road, a small red-haired figure waving frantically with both hands.
"What is that?" Lindana asks, her voice sharp as a blade. "A red vermin?"
"Looks like... Tyss?" I reply, squinting to see better.
As we get closer, the figure becomes clearer. It's really Tyss, her short hair swaying in the wind, her large eyes full of worry. She waves even more intensely when she sees us, shouting something the wind still won't let us hear.
"Tyss!" I shout back, trying to free myself from Artoria's arms. "What's going on?"
Tyss runs toward us, her face a mask of concern.
"Jason, thank the gods you're here!" She says, panting. "We need to get out of here, the roads aren't safe."
"What are you talking about?" I ask, confused.
"Your village was invaded!" The goblin exclaims desperately. "Taken by a band of orcs."
[Tyss]
Quickly, I arrive at the house with Jason's group. The door creaks open, revealing the cozy interior. As soon as we enter, Kyss darts toward Zyss, wrapping her in a tight hug.
"I was so worried!" Murmurs the mohawked goblin. "Did that retard hurt you or do something weird to you?"
"You three were the ones who deceived and violated me!" Says Jason outraged.
Kyss squeezes Zyss tightly, her eyes closed, relief evident in every line of her face. Zyss returns the hug with a warm smile. When they pull away from the embrace, Kyss takes a step back, examining her younger sister from head to toe.
"You... changed so much." Kyss asks, surprised. "What happened?"
Zyss lets out an awkward laugh, her eyes shining with new confidence.
"And I'm no longer a goblin. I... I'm a gremlin now."
Kyss's jaw drops, her eyes wide with surprise. But before she can launch into a barrage of questions, I cut her off.
"We'll talk about it later." I said to my frustrated sister. "We've got more urgent matters now."
My eyes turn to Jason, still in Artoria's arms, his face drenched in cold sweat and pale from pain. Kyss follows my gaze and nods, concerned replacing her curiosity.
"Put him on the couch," I order, pointing to the soft piece of furniture in the corner of the room.
Artoria obeys, carefully laying Jason down. He lets out a low groan in response, eyes closed. I turn to Kyss, urgency in my voice.
"Kyss, bring the secret stash of potions. We'll need everything we've got."
She nods and runs to the back room. The sound of her boots echoes through the house as she hurries away.
I turn to Jason, now lying on the couch, his face contorted with pain and worry.
"Clarabella is here too." I say, trying to distract him from the pain. "She's with her daughter, trying to calm the kid down."
Jason lets out a relieved sigh, his shoulders relaxing a bit.
"Thank goodness." he murmurs, his voice weak. "Can you give me more details about the orc invasion to me?"
Moving closer, I sit on the edge of the chair opposite the human. Worry tightens in my chest, but I take a deep breath, trying to stay calm.
"Yesterday morning I was getting Clarabella's milk urns when we saw a band of orcs approaching."
Jason opens his eyes, the pain evident, but curiosity shines in his gaze.
"I tried to warn the village folk." I continue, frustration rising in my voice. "I ran door to door begging them to flee. But... no one listened to me."
'The memory of the villagers' indifference still hurts. Even those who dealt with me, buying my wares, ignored me.'
"Even your parents, Jason." I say quietly. "They... they didn't even look at me on the face."
Jason's eyes widen and the human reacts only by curling up on the couch, staring at the ceiling with a serious expression on his face.
"I swear I really tried, Jason." I murmur, eyes brimming. "But they said it was a scheme to rob them."
The backroom door opens, and Kyss returns with a large leather bag. She places everything on the table next to the couch, eyes fixed on Jason.
"At dawn I did a scout." Kyss adds to the conversation. "There's about 60 of them, 61 if you count the High Orc leading them."
Lindana scoffs, furious, her blood-red eyes glowing with a sharp intensity that makes me shiver.
"How dare those pigs attack the village of my Darling's parents. They deserve to be cut down, all of them." Growls the Cursed Sword. "Me and the frigid tin can would be more than enough to defeat them."
Artoria raises an eyebrow, her gaze fixed on Lindana face.
"Don't underestimate our enemies, Lindana." Says the knight in a firm tone. "If the leader is a High Orcs, the horde will not be of ordinary opponents. Besides giving greater strength to its followers, a High Orc can inspire their followers to fight with a ferocity that should not be underestimated."
Lindana scoffs again, crossing her arms, clearly disdainful.
"Not to mention they've taken hostages this time." Concludes the knight on a sour note.
Jason, still lying on the couch, lets out a tired sigh.
"Did they come to this village just for the men, or is there another goal?" Jason questions.
"During my scout I overheard something." Says Kyss in her serious voice. "They were chattering about revenge against a specific human they haven't found yet. I don't know who it is, but apparently the High Orc's daughters were humiliated and now want revenge."
"Those orc daughters!" Mentions Artoria, concerned. "By any chance is one blonde and the other pink-haired?"
Kyss widens her eyes, surprised by Artoria's question.
"Yeah, that's them." Replies the goblin. "How do you know?"
"This can't be happening." Zyss grumbles, frustrated. "Why are we so unlucky?"
"What are you two talking about?" Jason asks, his voice heavy with pain.
Artoria answers without hesitation.
"It's the orcs we faced during our journey, my Lord." Says the knight with a firm voice. "The ones that attacked in the forest."
Jason's eyes widen, the memory clearly returning. He tries to get up, but a grimace of pain makes him collapse back onto the couch.
"Oh fuck." Jason mutters, frustrated. "So this attack is my fault?"
'There goes this idiot boy trying to blame himself for everything again. If he weren't so cute, I'd have already smacked him good.'
"Don't be ridiculous, Jason." Says Artoria, standing up. "You couldn't have predicted this."
Zyss nods in agreement.
"She's right, Jason." Says my sister with a serious and confident voice I've never heard her use before. "Blaming yourself doesn't help anything either. Now we need to focus on how to fix this."
Lindana, on the other hand, lets out a delicious and cruel laugh.
"I say we make a barbecue out of those pigs." Says the yandere with eyes glowing with a terrifying intensity. "Let's cut them into pieces and roast them slowly over the fire."
I roll my eyes towards the crazy mamono, but can't hold back a smile.
'Good to know you've got people to count on in your travels, boy.' I think silently while opening the potion bag.
I hand the healing potion to Jason, who accepts it with a tired smile. He takes a sip, and color begins to return to his face.
"Thank you, Tyss." Murmurs the human, his voice steadier now.
"That one's on the house." I say, waving a hand. "But tell me, what do you plan to do now?
Jason hesitates for a moment before answering.
"I need a place to stay the night." He says, his eyes fixed on mine. "Can I use my old room?"
I stare at him, curious. He wants to stay here? After everything that happened? But the expression on his face is serious, determined. I nod, a smile forming at the corners of my mouth.
"Of course, Jason." I reply, my voice soft.
Relief floods his face, and he lets out a long sigh.
"Thank you, Tyss." He says, his smile widening. "I really need this. I have to spend the night with Lindana to gain more power."
I stand up confused.
"More power?" I question, raising an eyebrow. "For what?"
Before I have my answer, the crazy woman comes skipping over.
"Knew you wouldn't forget me, Darling." Murmurs the black-haired woman, throwing herself onto the human. "Let's make this a night we'll never forget."
With Jason a guilty smile plastered on his face Jaso nods.
"Yeah, let's." Says the human, voice trembling.
Before the two of them leave, I put myself on their path.
"That village was a den of racists and hypocrites." I complain annoyed. "They may not have persecuted you, but only your friend Valthora respected you back when you were a weakling. Now without her there, you are not obliged to help them."
With a heavy smile on his face, Jason answers me.
"I have to at least try, Zyss."
With the weight of the world on his back, the human pulls the crazy mamono that is trickling blood from her lips, biting them so hard in anticipation.
'What a rancid piece of shit this situation is.' I think looking at the human carrying all the guilt in the world with him. 'And to make things worse, tonight he's going to find out that crazy mamonos are worse than crazy woman.'
[Jason]
As I enter the room, the familiar scent of wood envelops me.
Feels like it's been forever since I was here, though it's only been a few weeks. This was the first place I called home after leaving the farm.
I set my backpack beside the animal-skin bed in the corner of the room.
"Looks like nothing's changed." I murmur, nostalgic.
Without realizing the danger I was, a dark shadow looms over my body and a chill runs down my freshly healed spine. Slowly I turn,every muscle tense, ready to react to the threatening presence I feel behind me.
It was the Cursed Sword, but even though she is my ally, her silhouette is still a sexy and menacing visage.
Her eyes shine with an insane intensity that makes me shiver. She licks her lips, a gesture mixing desire and threat. As I was distracted by her beauty Lindana's sword slices the air with a sharp hiss, and before I could react, the blade struck me with brutal force.
SLASH!
I'm thrown violently, my body colliding with the animal-skin bed in the corner of the room. The pain is intense, but strangely distant from what I was expecting, as if my body is trying to process something new, something unknown.
My eyes open, and I notice my torn clothes, pieces of fabric scattered around me. But where there should be an open wound, there's only a strange, reddish energy pulsing from my body. It's as if the sword had opened a rift in my essence, releasing something that had been trapped inside me.
"Is that my mana?" I question intrigued
Ignoring my words Lindana approaches, her glowing red eyes filled with a mix of madness and desire. She licks her lips, and I can see the red energy being absorbed by her, as if the sword is sucking something from me. I feel my body weakening, but at the same time, a wave of excitement courses through my veins.
"My sweet Darling." she whispers, her voice soaked in lust and insanity. "I've waited so long for this."
Frantically, the mamono keeps cutting me with her sword, maniacally laughing at my reactions.
"HAHAHAHAHA!" She laughs, savoring every drop of red energy pouring from my body.
Each cut from the Cursed Sword leaves me weaker and more turned on, a strange and intoxicating feeling. The pain mixes with pleasure, and my member responds by hardening.
As soon as I'm fully hard, Lindana stops the attack and comes closer, her blood-red eyes glowing with disturbing intensity. She jumps and kisses me in the mouth.
Lindana's kiss is desperate, her lips pressing against mine with an intensity that takes my breath away. Her tongue invades my mouth, rubbing chaotically, as if searching for something, or maybe just trying to consume me completely. The taste of her saliva is slightly metallic, something that reminds me of blood for some reason.
I feel my body respond to her touch, a wave of heat spreading through me. The pain from the cuts mixes with the kiss pleasure , creating a chaotic sensation of lust. My hands, almost on their own, move to grip her hips, pulling her closer.
"Daaarling…" Moans the Cursed Sword in a tone of false indignation.
She kisses me again, moaning deep into my mouth, a guttural, primal sound that vibrates through me. Her hand grabs my hair, pulling hard, like she's trying to keep me locked to her. The sword, still in her other hand, grazes my skin, making small scratches, but the sensation is distant, almost irrelevant compared to the heat of her body against mine.
She pulls back for a moment, her red eyes glowing.
"Darling." she whispers, her voice husky and full of desire. "Tell me you're my sheath."
"What the-?"
She cuts me off before I can answer, her lips back on mine, the kiss even more frantic and desperate. Her tongue continues to explore my mouth, the metallic taste becoming more pronounced.
Frustration takes hold of me.
'This crazy bitch is driving me insane with kisses and cuts. I need to take control of this.'
I quickly grip her hips and rub my cock at the entrance of her pussy, feeling the moist heat radiating from her.
Lindana parts her lips from mine, moaning loudly, her red eyes widened in surprise and desire. I seize the opening, and with a decisive thrust, I drive my cock deep into her.
SLAP!
"Ahhh!" She screams, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as drool drips from her mouth. "Darliiiiiing."
Her body trembles, and I can feel her inner walls clenching around me, pulsing with urgent need. The sensation is intense, a mix of heat and pressure that leaves me breathless.
"Lindana..." I murmur, my voice hoarse with desire. "I'm going to use everything I've got on you!"
My body responds to my mental command, and I feel my member expand inside her. The sensation is intense, a mix of pleasure and power coursing through my veins. Lindana, still on top of me, gasps in surprise, her red eyes widening as she feels the growth.
"Whaaat...?" She moans, her voice trembling with excitement and confusion.
A confident and mischievous smile spreads across my face. My member keeps growing, each centimeter increasing the pressure inside her. I can feel her inner walls stretching, trying to accommodate my growing size. The sensation is incredible, a mix of tightness and warmth that pushes me to the edge of ecstasy.
"Daaaaaaaaarling." Lindana screams, a guttural sound that echoes through the room, mixing pain and pleasure in a way that excites me even more.
Her red eyes widen, and I can see the internal struggle reflected in them, the pain of being stretched to the limit, but also the intense pleasure it brings her.
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I pull Lindana off of me, her red eyes shining with surprise and desire. Before she can react, I throw her back onto the bed on her back, her body bouncing lightly against the furs. The confusion lasts less than a second. With one quick movement, I jump on top of her, my cock already hard and ready, and ram it deep inside her again.
SLAAAP!
"YEEEEEEES!" Lindana screams, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. "USE ME! ABUSE ME!"
The sensation of being inside her is intense, a mixture of heat and tightness that leaves me breathless. I start to move, each thrust taking me deeper, stretching her even more.
SLAP! SLAP!
Lindana tries to react, her hand holding the cursed sword, but her movements are uncoordinated, her body shaking with pleasure.
"You won't be able to cut me this time, Lindana." I growl, holding her arms.
SLAP! SLAP!
"Darling, let me go!" She screams with false desperation, as if begging me rougher with her.
Understanding her desires, I lean forward, taking her right breast in my mouth, only to bite it hard, leaving a deep red mark.
"I LOVE DARLING!" Lindana screams, exhaling and cumming on my cock.
I feel her body shudder beneath mine, her inner walls tightening around me.
"You're mine, Lindana." I murmur against her skin, my voice husky with desire. "And it's time to claim you." I quicken my pace, my hips slamming against hers with primal urgency.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Each thrust takes me deeper, and I can feel the pleasure building, threatening to consume me.
Lindana cries out beneath me, her body shaking, her nails digging into my back.
"Give me darling... give me everything," she begs, her voice a mix of desperation and lust. I obey, my movements becoming faster, more intense.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
The sound of our bodies slamming together fills the room, mingling with our moans and cries. I can feel my orgasm approaching, a wave of heat spreading through my body. I lean forward, my teeth finding the soft skin of her shoulder. I bite down hard, tasting the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. Lindana screams, her body convulsing beneath mine as she comes hard.
"YES! DARLING! DEVOUR ME!"
The feeling of her inner muscles tightening around me is too much. With one last thrust, I bury myself deep inside her, activating a power I've never used before.
SLAAAAP!
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Her womb starts to fill, as her belly grows a little each passing second.
A satisfied smile spreads across my face as I lie down on top of Lindana, her body still shaking with the remnants of her orgasm. The feel of her warm, soft body beneath mine is intoxicating, and for a moment, I allow myself to bask in the peace.
But the smile quickly fades when I feel her legs wrap tightly around me, trapping me against her. Before I can react, her cold blade is pressed against my throat, the sharp tip brushing against my skin.
"It was good for the first round, Darling," Lindana whispers, her voice husky and full of malice. "But it's time for the second."