Episode 161. Experience (2
by Afuhfuihgs
Episode 161. Experience (2)
“Eeeh? What did you say?”
“Th-that, not the front. The back… hole…”
Suddenly? The back?
At Winnie’s reaction, eyes wide with utter surprise, Monica stammered and asked again.
“…Is the question a bit weird?”
“No, asking isn’t, weird isn’t… well… it is weird. Um.”
No, why bring up the back when we’re talking about making a baby? For a moment, Winnie almost wondered if Monica had received some strange sex education. No, how did she even know there was a way to do it from the back in the first place? Perhaps her face betrayed her thoughts of Monica being a pervert, as Monica hastily offered an excuse that wasn’t really an excuse.
“It’s not because I’m interested! I, I, I saw it in a book? I saw it in a book, so I’m asking…”
“Ah, okay…”
“No, really! It said you can still do it even when you’re pregnant, that’s what I read…”
Pause-
Winnie flinched at the words ‘you can still do it even when you’re pregnant.’ It’s a completely different hole, after all, so if Edward-nim was interested, maybe she could try it…? No, if she didn’t know that it was okay to do it from the front, she definitely would have tried it. An adventure to discover her new kink, since some people like doing it from the back…?
Anyway, Winnie, now in her mid-pregnancy and able to have sex as long as her stamina held up, didn’t see much value in trying it. She could just have pregnancy sex. Well, cumming inside might not be so good, but she could talk to Edward-nim about that later.
“Hmm, hmm. Anyway, I’ve never done anything like that, so I don’t really know…”
“Really? Then, oh well… It’s not because I really wanted to do it!”
“Okay, okay.”
Saying that, Winnie handed the pile of documents to Monica. Monica grumbled that she hadn’t finished everything yet, but she took about half. Probably because she knew that even if she didn’t take it, Winnie wouldn’t handle that much anyway.
“Come to think of it, who’s the baby’s father?”
“Eung? It’s a secret, remember?”
“It’s not just that you won’t tell me who it is, but it doesn’t seem like you ever go to meet him.”
Winnie hadn’t left the County since she became pregnant. It was already difficult to travel in this era unless you were a merchant or a mercenary, but Winnie, who used to go to Retinel regularly to get materials, had even stopped doing that because she was too tired.
“The Mountberne Family doesn’t have any sons-in-law or husbands.”
“Still…”
Aren’t you having a hard time? Monica thought that if she couldn’t see Edward-nim, if she just had to wait without any hope, it would be too hard. It wasn’t uncommon for a woman to carry her lover’s child in her womb and raise the child alone, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. Monica, not knowing Winnie’s circumstances, couldn’t help but see it that way.
“Alright, alright. Let’s stop talking about that and go do your work.”
“…Okay.”
Feeling guilty towards her friend who was worried about her, Winnie sent Monica out of the office. She kept telling herself that she was ‘deceiving her out of necessity,’ but the more she saw her friend treating her kindly without knowing anything, the colder her heart became.
“…What is he babbling about…”
Baron Peterson muttered, standing on the castle wall and looking down. Of course, he wouldn’t know the language of the barbarians. Well, where would he use it even if he learned it? I only knew a few words related to combat.
“He looks like he’s looking for someone to fight, so I’ll go out.”
“Be careful, Sir Edward. I know your valor, but that guy has already cut down two of our knights.”
Baron Peterson, who wasn’t very big but had a solid body and a handsome beard despite his age, warned me. I understood enough, so he didn’t have to say any more. He was a very worried man.
As I headed towards the castle gate to go out, I saw the defensive forces, tense in preparation for a possible surprise attack. It’s not that the barbarian bastards don’t use such methods… but at least they rarely ambushed after challenging someone to a one-on-one duel like that. Besides, I remembered that guy, and he was doing the same thing, so I didn’t think I had to worry.
Moreover, even though he had cut down two knights before I arrived, he hadn’t attacked the castle yet, so it didn’t seem like he was trying to end it quickly. Unless he had enough external support or resources, it didn’t seem like he was trying to starve them out by blockading the castle, since the bastards had come down because they had nothing to eat. It was clear that the barbarian warrior just wanted to fight. He had done so before.
Alone, I slowly walked out of the castle gate. What I needed now was to win the duel overwhelmingly. I had thought about leading the cavalry and hitting them from behind as I had done several times before, but this time they had gathered quite a few elite bastards, and their momentum was fierce, so I stopped. The muscles visible through the fur they wore to keep out the cold, and the long spears they brought to fight the cavalry. Even with the fierce glint in their eyes. Even though I had experienced several battles, charging into that with my still inexperienced cavalry was suicide.
As such, it was even more important to win now.
The bastard said, carrying an axe as tall as a person on his shoulder. The blade, wider than an arm, was attached to a shaft that looked about the height of an adult male. It was definitely a conspicuous weapon, even among the barbarians. Since he was such a barbaric bastard. I didn’t know his name, but I remembered him by the look of his weapon.
In response, I drew my sword after a long time.
Seureung-
The longsword that Monica-ssi had prepared, made for me. The sword, which had only been cutting the empty air, cried out in excitement at the thought of tasting blood for the first time. I had felt it even when I was training alone, but this sword was really well-balanced. It was made bigger and heavier for me, but it wasn’t just bigger, the structure itself was well-balanced in terms of the center of gravity. The handle was also angular, so it didn’t slip in my hand and felt comfortable.
<….>
Holding the sword with the swirling pattern that looked like thousands of layers, I prepared to charge. The axe-wielder, who had been delighted by my answer – let’s call him that since I didn’t know his name – snorted as if disappointed when I didn’t answer again. The bastard, holding the axe with both hands, continued.
The bastard’s laughter hit my ears. I almost lost my balance at the roar, but I calmly calmed my mind and held my sword forward. The bastard, also holding out the axe with yesterday’s bloodstains still on it, charged first.
Closing the distance in an instant, the axe-wielder raised his axe high. He intended to take the initiative by using the fact that it was longer than my sword. The red axe blade reflected the low winter sunlight. By simply moving one step to the side, I could stab the gap in reverse. Twisting my body to the right like that, I used my sword to
Kwang-
Block the axe blade. I expected it to withstand this much since the blade was thick. But it seemed to be performing better than I thought, as it didn’t even have a single chip despite the huge cracking sound.
This bastard’s specialty was changing the trajectory freely even while swinging down. He would confidently swing an attack that was obviously coming straight down, smashing the head of the opponent who was confident that he had dodged it. It was an attack that he could swing confidently because he was sure he would hit it somehow.
When I blocked the attack that had split my helmet in my past life, the axe-wielder retreated. But I was at an advantage the closer we were. There was no reason to back off. I followed him, pushing my shoulder forward.
The axe-wielder, who had tried to gain an advantage through his long range, was busy blocking the sword swung at close range with the shaft. The shaft was very hard for wood, as if it had been treated, but he couldn’t stop the splinters from flying off every time it touched the sword blade.
He tried to shorten his grip on the axe to fight me, but there was no way the center of gravity would be right that way. In the end, he clashed blades with me in an awkward motion, and I landed a few blows on his chainmail. It wouldn’t cut him, but it would hurt quite a bit.
Kang- Kang-
The bastard, who had been gaining an advantage with his superior physical abilities and unconventional methods, quickly collapsed when I, who had a better body, broke that one trick. I could see a gap in the bastard’s defenses. I stabbed the sword into the empty space under the axe, which was made to reduce weight and hook the sword to take it away. The bastard, who was trying to block it with the axe blade, was pierced through the throat, which wasn’t covered by armor.
Thud.
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