Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Investing Through the Status Window.

Episode 130: The Northern Region (6).

Group Leader Ingmar had a very long dream. The beautiful woman with whom he was frantically making love suddenly began to plead with him.

-A monster has appeared. Please, help me…!

The Group Leader was willing to give his life for the woman he loved. Without fear, he charged at the suddenly appearing horde of monsters.

Ingmar was quite skilled in combat, but the monsters were too strong. He died and resurrected several times, continually charging at the monsters… Eventually, he even lost the purpose of why he was fighting…!

At that moment, he felt an intense headache and woke up. Even he couldn’t endure the pain that felt like an awl piercing through his head with a clear mind.

“Aaah!!”

As the Group Leader’s scream erupted, the two members who had been watching his movements nearby were startled and rushed over.

“Group Leader, are you all right? Group Leader!”

However, the Group Leader’s screams showed no sign of stopping. He clutched his head and rolled around on the bed before eventually falling to the floor with a thud.

“Ughhhh…”

The pain was so intense that he couldn’t even pass out. He thought he could endure being stabbed or burned, but this pain, as if his brain was being gouged out, was beyond human endurance.

Just as he was on the verge of suffocating, something struck the back of his head with a sudden thud, and everything became peaceful. It felt almost like death.

“Gasp, gasp.”

“Group Leader!”

One member had already hurried to call a healer. The remaining member supported the Group Leader, who was struggling to lift his upper body.

“Don’t worry. I’m okay…”

Now, even that usual unpleasant aura had completely disappeared. It really felt like he had returned to his healthy self from before.

Ah.

At that moment, Group Leader Ingmar realized that Group Leader Allen had truly cured him. To think he was actually able to cure the demonic disease, which he thought was incurable!

For Group Leader Ingmar, who had been slowly drained of energy and waiting helplessly for his death, it was a once-in-a-lifetime blessing.

He lived. Ah. He survived. Truly.

When he closed his eyes, a single hot tear streamed down.

In the chest of Group Leader Ingmar, the joy of surviving welled up with ecstasy.

As morning dawned, the mid-city of Varnamo was in an uproar. The rumor that a huge incident had occurred in the inner castle overnight spread like wildfire throughout the city.

Who could have known that a demonic beast was lurking in the mansion of the Lord’s son?!

And the names of the Allen-Mercenary Group and the Ingmar-Mercenary Group, who vanquished that cunning and evil demonic beast, were on everyone’s lips.

Especially, being that the Allen-Mercenary Group, which had appeared in the North this time, was often mentioned alongside the Top 10 Group Leader Viola, it became the talk of the town for quite some time.

Anyway, the Allen-Mercenary Group, having successfully completed their mission, returned triumphantly to the Ingmar base.

By dealing with the succubus’s minion, Group Leader Ingmar, who had been freed from the Demonic Disease, welcomed the Group Leader Allen as if he were a savior.

“Ooh, comrade.”

For a Northerner to use the word ‘comrade’ meant recognizing him as a true friend. For such words to come from someone like Ingmar, who was the epitome of a Northerner, was an astounding thing.

“I don’t know what to say about your efforts. You really… really saved my life. You freed me from that cursed Demonic Disease…!”

Of course, no matter how money-crazed Allen was, he wasn’t so tactless as to say it was for money in such an atmosphere. On the contrary, money tends to drive people away when used tactlessly.

“How could I just stand by and watch the honorable Group Leader Ingmar die? Naturally, I had to help with all my might…!”

“Oh, comrade!”

The Tiger of the North embraced Allen tightly, sharing their fervent emotions. Fellow Northerners slightly teared up at the touching scene.

How could they not be moved, knowing that the respected Group Leader Ingmar now had a true comrade to share genuine camaraderie with?!

“Call for me whenever you need my help. I will set everything aside and come running to you.”

“…I will engrave Group Leader Ingmar’s sentiment deep in my heart.”

Haha, hoho.

The laughter of the two group leaders soon spread to the people around them, filling the hall.

“How can we stay still on such a joyous day?! Bring the strongest liquor from the North! Let’s drink until we can’t stand!”

The liquor from the North, known for being particularly strong, was often consumed to withstand the cold. Moreover, Northerners were known as the heaviest drinkers on the continent.

Of course, Allen was a lightweight who would get drunk after just one or two beers. So, wouldn’t he pass out after just one sip of Northern liquor?

But on this wonderful day when he earned two thousand gold coins, how could he just let it pass by?!

Even if I pass out, I should have a drink with Group Leader Ingmar to strengthen our camaraderie before collapsing.

Thus, Allen clinked glasses energetically with Group Leader Ingmar and gulped down a drink.

After that, his memory completely blacked out.

…When he opened his eyes, it was the next morning.

No matter how famous the Ingmar-Mercenary Group was in the North, they couldn’t come up with two thousand gold coins overnight. So, excluding the roughly one thousand gold coins set aside as emergency funds, they had no choice but to take a loan from a Northern merchant group. Still, since Group Leader Ingmar had now risen from his sickbed, they should be able to repay it within a few months.

While the money was being arranged, the Allen-Mercenary Group had free time in this cold city. Especially, watching the snow swirling outside every day while wrapped in warm blankets in their rooms offered a delightful pleasure that couldn’t be enjoyed in other regions. In truth, it would be more accurate to say that there was nothing else to enjoy in this northern city.

While the members were holed up at the Ingmar hideout, sipping drinks and watching the snow, Group Leader Allen wandered around to see the local specialties. Of course, as far as specialties go, there wasn’t much besides alcohol.

Still, the exceptionally strong Northern liquor was quite popular even in Vermandois. If he bought it cheaply here and brought it there, he could surely make several times the profit. Although there was the issue of transporting the heavy barrels, the prices here were quite low, so even considering the transportation costs, it was a very profitable business.

While Allen was deciding on a merchant group to transport the liquor to Vermandois and finalizing the contract, a messenger from the Count visited the Ingmar hideout. The Count’s message was an invitation for Allen, the mercenary group leader who had excellently handled the recent incident.

Of course, a mere mercenary group leader could not dare refuse the Count’s invitation, so that evening, Allen dressed up neatly and headed to the Count’s mansion.

The youngest son became impotent, but there was no sign of worry or concern on the Count’s face. For the brave Northerners, losing a penis was nothing! What was more important was honor.

“Your Excellency, have you been well?”

“Oh, Group Leader Allen, you’ve come.”

Though Allen was weak in physical strength, the Count liked his spirit. Ultimately, mental strength comes before physical power.

The two headed to the dining room together. But wasn’t there someone standing in front of the dining room?

“That’s my daughter. She wanted to hear your story, so I brought her along. She’ll just sit beside us, so you needn’t worry too much.”

“Ah… I see.”

Of course, she took after her burly, muscular father, being a similarly large and muscular warrior woman. At a glance, she seemed incredibly strong.

…It looked like she could crush a man’s penis just from a clench…

Bringing his daughter here had an obvious intent. It seemed like he wanted to establish a connection… but unfortunately, Allen’s heart was as calm as a clear mirror.

No matter how much of a [Sex Maniac] Allen was, he wasn’t someone who would just pick up anything. This wasn’t about devouring, but being devoured.

However, the other party seemed to be very taken with the handsome Allen.

“Hoho, as the rumors say, you are truly a manly person.”

“…Haha, manly, you say. I’m still very lacking.”

“To my eyes, that’s how you appear.”

The Count laughed heartily, saying he liked what he saw. Allen was terrified by that more than anything. It felt more terrifying than facing a demonic beast.

In front of the seat Allen was guided to in the dining hall, there was a leather pouch. The Count explained about it.

“In recognition of your hard work, I’ve included some extra compensation.”

“Oh, no, you didn’t have to…! Really, thank you.”

As money came in, the anxiety humorously vanished.

…With this, I could at least play the clown.

There wasn’t much conversation between Allen and the Count. As soon as the meal ended, the three headed to the drawing room. However, the Count quickly left, citing some business, leaving only the two of them alone in the drawing room.

The Group Leader also tried to leave hurriedly, claiming he had work to do, but the Count’s daughter caught him firmly, not letting him budge!

“Stay a little longer.”

“Ah, Miss, I…!”

“You also have a cute side, hoho.”

The boisterous Northern woman seemed to be quite liberal with her views on chastity. And the Northern nobility were no exception.

She moved even closer to Allen and finally stole a rough kiss from his lips.

Ah.

However, having received a reward, he couldn’t refuse her greedy kiss.

It’s not like we’re sleeping together, just the lips…

As she sucked and licked his tongue, she made excuses that she wasn’t usually like this… but she was really good at it for someone saying that…

Fortunately, she only kissed him and let him go.

…It feels like I should hurry back as soon as possible.