episode_0009

Early morning, with thick darkness.

In a time of silence where only the sound of insects could be heard, a man came out to the backyard of the inn with his upper body bare and a broadsword in his hand.

It was Alan.

I came out to check my condition and relax before going on a full-scale adventure.

Two years ago, he handed over his first love and sex slave, Lena, to the named NPC, the Hell Necromancer [Del Cains Gown], and has been training hard with regret and anger.

I guess I was anxious because it was my first time in a real situation.

Alan, who had witnessed the bloody massacre of the Ildo-ryu inspectors the day before, had a strange experience where his heart trembled and shook greatly.

Each and every one of their swordsmanship movements was etched into my mind, and the sight of blood spurting out as they cut people was etched in my mind like slow motion and was something I could never forget.

It was more of a sense of triumph and curiosity than simply shock and fear.

In front of the terrifying sight etched in his mind, he unconsciously began to simulate a virtual confrontation in his mind.

Could I have beaten them?

What would be the best way to fight?

A lot of questions come to mind.

Although he was a veteran in the game, he always wondered whether such know-how and intuition would work in actual combat.

There was only one way to check it.

Handling a sword with your own body.

“Lower pressure!”

Alan took up an attack stance, drawing on his sword and gathering mana.

As the mana contained in the danjeon rotated, heat radiated from the entire body and it swayed like an earthworm.

Two years had passed since that humiliating day when something precious was taken from him, and Alan’s body had become as muscular as a bodybuilder.

In terms of physical strength, he was no less than any other knight.

Due to the influence of the ‘super regeneration’ trait, the muscles were able to withstand harsh, high-intensity training and grow quickly.

The swordsmanship Alan currently uses is a variation of the Reinhard style, a swordsmanship widely known to the Imperial Knights. Among them, it is a special vision used only by the Reinhard Imperial Bloodline.

It was a rare type of item that I dared not obtain, but it was something I had personally implemented and reproduced based on memories I had seen and used countless times in the game.

Although it may not be called the strongest swordsmanship, it is definitely one of the most efficient swordsmanship that can be used effectively in the low-level to mid-level range where the Aura Blade cannot be used.

Seeing- Sing-

Starting with quick and bizarre footwork as if dancing, Alan’s sword was unleashed along with the bold and powerful movements characteristic of Reinhardt’s Empire swordsmanship.

Refined movements that would not be out of place even if called a prosecutor or a knight.

Although he had no practical experience, he had no choice but to become skilled at it because he repeated the same movements without wasting time.

Alan was currently simulating a vision of a tall, katana-wielding swordsman he had seen before in his mind’s eye.

His swordsmanship, like that of a swordsman specialized in one-on-one combat, did not look easy at all.

Did you practice like that for about 30 minutes with virtual sparring?

Before he knew it, the sun was rising and the day was getting brighter, and Alan’s whole body was drenched in sweat.

“… … I lost. Phew… Phew…”

The simulation results showed a low win rate of about 3:7. And that was without even fully understanding the person’s capabilities.

There was one reason.

Lack of internal energy (mana).

In order to properly demonstrate one’s abilities, whether it be swordsmanship or magic, one must have sufficient magical power in one’s body, but it was woefully inadequate.

In the first place, mana training is not something that can be achieved in a short period of time; it takes time.

Even if you take elixirs without sparing any effort, two years is not enough time.

Most knights from noble families or warriors from the military family have been training since childhood. No matter how weak their concentration is, there is compensation for the time spent.

It was natural that there would be a difference between me and someone who had only trained for two years.

The achievement was slow due to the 『Super Regeneration』 constitution, which caused immediate recovery and consumption of magical power when ejaculating there.

It was only natural that it would be slow since I had to make and sell recovery potions and enjoy sex every now and then.

If he had endured his desires like a sage, he would have achieved it quickly, but Alan was too young and energetic to give it up. 『Super Regeneration』 was fueling his sexual desire.

It was a truly difficult dilemma.

Martial arts and lust. You have to choose between the two… …

While I was contemplating such things and calming down my agitated internal energy, people started to come out one by one to where Alan was.

Among the crabs were Alan’s party members.

It was Jackson and Roy.

As soon as the two saw Alan, who was covered in sweat all over his body, they started praising him and making strong jokes.

“Oh! You’re pretty enthusiastic too. That’s great!”

“Looking at the body, I can see why Ellis was drooling and clinging to me. Kick.”

“He likes 3:1 too. You know what I mean? Heh heh… You can look forward to it.”

“… … Then I’ll go in and rest for a bit.”

It was a low-level joke, but I had no choice but to laugh it off. I didn’t want to cause trouble over something trivial.

You can’t get a stone out of a rut once it’s in. If you don’t like something, just leave, right?

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While Alan was training, there was one eye secretly watching him.

She swallowed thickly in amazement as she looked at Alan’s sturdy body, glistening with sweat.

I thought he would be a gloomy and fat pig, but I didn’t know he would change into such a man and go on an adventure…

To her, Alan was like an unripe fruit. She thought that in order to exact perfect revenge, it would be better to squeeze the fruit when it was ripe.

I thought that traitors needed to feel the pain of being betrayed.

I thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to just quietly enjoy the juice flowing out until then.

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As the sun rose and the day became brighter, everyone naturally gathered at the first floor restaurant.

“Hahaha.”

Lena yawns and rubs her eyes, still sleepy.

Ellis, on the other hand, had even finished putting on makeup.

“Let’s start with eating.”

Everyone gathered on the first floor and had a quick meal of bread and soup while Ellis briefed them on preparations for the mission.

I brought portable food and a bottle of wine that I had requested from the inn in advance. I also brought water in a water bottle.

“If you’re ready, let’s go right now.”

“Yes.”

Everyone moved in unison, following the leadership of Team Leader Ellis.

Like a silver-level professional, Ellis didn’t press any questions about yesterday’s events and showed no sign of Alan refusing to sleep with her.

Alan thought that Ellis was a better person than he thought, since she kept her work and personal life strictly separate.

The group went straight to the gate leading to the Golden Forest, checked in with the guards, and then set out.

“You may pass by.”

The place I was assigned to work did not have any rails for the train to run on, so I had to walk to get there.

《The Golden Forest》

A vast forest in the New World teeming with magical monsters. It can be seen as similar to the Amazon on Earth.

The destination is a gold mine about 12km away from here.

If it’s far, … and if it’s close, it’s close.

Even though it was a highly developed area near the outpost, the sounds of monsters could be heard from all directions.

As I followed Ellis, who was acting as a guide, I noticed a not-so-high mountain peak that had become a bare mountain. There were caves dug here and there, indicating that I had reached my destination.

I saw a large number of people of various races working, most of whom were Miao people, the cat people.

What is unusual is that most of the workers have their feet chained. It is said that, except for a few supervisors, they are all slaves.

The Miao people were the indigenous people who lived in this area before the New World was developed, but they were captured after losing a war and became slaves.

It made me feel bad to see the Miao people, who were small with an average height of 140-150cm and had cute, childlike appearances, being exploited.

Although they are water creatures, they are no different from humans except that they have ears and tails.

As the group approached, the Miao people working there looked at us with eyes that were a mixture of curiosity and fear, and it felt really strange.

A look of anticipation as if someone might come to save them.

Okay! Okay!

“What are you doing! You little shits!”

Then a supervisor wearing a red armband and a red-brimmed hat swung his whip sharply, threatening and shouting at them not to look away.

“… … So pitiful.”

As expected, Jaina looked sad and her heart ached at the sight of the abused Miao slaves.

“Okay…”

Alan smiled happily, sympathizing with Jaina’s words. Judging from her reaction, it seemed like she would go along well with his secret plan(?).

As Alan and his party approached to ask for directions, the supervisor spoke first.

“What brings you here?”

“I’m from the Adventurer’s Guild, where should I go?”

Ellis came forward and answered. She certainly had the composure that comes with age. She was not afraid to speak informally to people she met for the first time, and she was straightforward. This was possible because she was able to immediately grasp the level of the other person.

“Oh? I see. I’ll show you around.”

The supervisor greeted us with a friendly smile, a complete change from when he treated the slaves.

The place he arrived at after following him was the most ornate of the buildings built underneath the back of the mine.

Just by looking at the many guards lined up in front, it was easy to tell who was staying there.

“The hired adventurers have come to show you around. Is the Baron inside?”

“ is here. Put down your weapon and go in.”

After disarming and following the supervisor inside, a rather unusual sight unfolded before us.

“Ouch. Sigh…”

“Ahh…”

Inside the splendid office, a large, pot-bellied old man, adorned with ornate gold ornaments all over his body, was receiving oral service in the 69 position from a naked Miao girl wearing only thin stockings.

This is Baron Defois, the client of this mission.

Just by looking at him, I could tell he was a really X-like guy.