Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Investing Through the Status Window.

Episode 68: Jerking Off (1).

The necromancers who had already become Liches didn’t know how to back down until the end. With their senses gone, they simply burned their bodies to eliminate anything alive. …Well, if they had any sense, they wouldn’t have dared attack a major city.

As soon as the Marquis’s mercenaries stepped in, the tide of battle quickly turned in favor of Behimruod. A Death Knight appeared on the opposite side of the wall where the Allen-Mercenary Group was, but the Marquis’s mercenary group’s captain dealt with it.

…And then, the dawn sky began to brighten gradually.

The firmly closed castle gates opened, and a flood of mercenaries poured out to eliminate the last remnants.

The Liches, already drained of dark mana, couldn’t properly resist and were beaten, stabbed, and sliced by the mercenaries until they turned to dust.

Thus, the desperate battle that lasted all night finally came to an end.

Hearing the cheers of victory coming out of the castle gate belatedly, Allen looked at the members sprawled on the ground, battered and bruised. There were only three members who went out to take care of the Liches and came back unscathed.

One dead, four injured.

The person who died was the Inkist Arnold. In a moment of lost concentration, he was done in by a ghoul.

Captain Aiden had his side torn open so badly that his intestines were almost spilling out,

Bald Illiterate Billy had his left arm completely severed,

Devout Believer Christopher had his right shoulder chewed up to the point where the bone was visible,

And the Blind Saintess Ordnung had her right arm completely shattered.

The milk-jug mage who fainted from mana exhaustion was relatively in a better state, almost cute in comparison.

“Everyone… Good work…”

With barely any strength, those words barely escaped Allen’s cracking voice. Already on the verge of fainting, he laid down next to the members who were just gasping for breath, sprawled out.

The black clouds scattering like smoke were beautifully colored in a lovely ruby hue, and the cool air chilled their hot body temperatures.

Lying on the sand, the Northern Female Warrior Zunisha, who had her sword pointed towards the sky that was gradually becoming reddish, screamed as if cursing.

“I am…, the Northern Warrior…, Zunishaaaaa———!”

To the east, towards the horizon where the desert stretched out, the sun slowly rose.

Allen spent the whole day in bed. In fact, after a good sleep, he felt quite recovered, but the touch of the blanket softly wrapping around his limbs was so pleasant that he didn’t want to leave, and he spent another half day just like that.

And the next day, in the morning. After a thorough bath, Allen went down to the dining hall and met the members who were gathered together.

“Oh, it’s the group leader.”

Bald Illiterate Billy proudly lifted his well-attached left arm and greeted the leader with a morning salute.

Allen approached them with a gentle smile, patting each on the shoulder, asking if everyone was recovering well from their injuries.

As the group leader began to fill his bowl with food, Billy exclaimed in admiration and made a fuss.

“I still can’t believe it. Damn, the sight of the horde of ghouls rushing at us… Wow… Those who haven’t experienced it wouldn’t understand, really—!”

“Go back and brag all you want. If not that, what else is there to brag about?”

“Well, I’ve earned a lifetime’s worth of drink money, hehe.”

Honestly, even Allen felt like it was all a dream.

They were only able to say such things because they survived. At a glance, it seemed that a countless number of mercenaries had died. Still, the fact that the Allen-Mercenary Group only lost one member meant that the group did exceptionally well.

“Ordnung, how’s your arm?”

“It’s fine now. It’s completely healed.”

“I knew our saintess was strong, but I didn’t know she was that fucking powerful. To beat that armored bastard with her fists—!”

As Billy wildly swung his fists in the air, Zunisha, sitting next to him, quietly smacked him on the back of his head, telling him just to eat his food.

“Everyone worked hard, so I’ll make sure to give you a hefty bonus. The job is done, so rest up and have fun. …Well, although it feels like a funeral everywhere.”

“Yesss!”

Everyone was happy to hear the words they had been waiting for. Who among the mercenaries would hate money? If so, they wouldn’t be mercenaries but rather fools.

The mercenary group finished their meal and were leaving when, once again, they saw Group Leader Rudra, standing in the restaurant hallway. …It was obvious who she was waiting for without even looking.

The bald illiterate snickered mischievously and whispered something into Allen’s ear.

“Group Leader, don’t worry about us. Go and enjoy yourself to the fullest.”

“…Enjoy what?”

The members quickly left the scene, and Allen was left alone facing Rudra. An undeniable smile slowly spread across her lips.

“Group Leader Allen. …How are you feeling?”

“I’m completely fine after resting for a day. …Well, it’s not like I was the one who fought. Haha.”

“That’s good to hear.”

“Group Leader Rudra, do you have any injuries…?”

“I’m fine, too.”

She brushed her bangs behind her ear with her hand and looked around cautiously before carefully opening her mouth.

“Uh… thank you. For saving my life.”

Saving her life?

Allen was puzzled by what that meant, but then he remembered the scene where the Blind Saintess and the Death Knight were fighting. She would have almost been split in half by that creature’s sword if it wasn’t for the Blind Saintess barely saving her—!

“Ah, yes, well… It’s natural to save a comrade in danger. I would have given that order regardless of who was there.”

‘…How can he be so humble…!’

“Still, I really wanted to say thank you.”

“Anyway, I’m really glad you’re safe. Losing someone like Group Leader Rudra would be a loss for humanity, wouldn’t it? And you’re going to become even greater in the future.”

She was over the moon with the praise. …She might just orgasm from the praise alone.

“……Group Allen, too, will surely become a great person. I guarantee it.”

The two of them thus gilded each other’s faces.

“By any chance… Do you have plans today?”

“No. Not really. I’m planning to rest in my room fully. It’s been a while since I’ve had some leisure time….”

“Ah, I see…… Alright. Have a good rest.”

Rudra, who was about to say something, opened her mouth slightly but then offered her farewell.

“Yes, you too.”

The man and woman exchanged light bows and went their separate ways.

Returning to his room, Allen flopped down on the soft bed and quietly stared at the ceiling.

‘……It’s over……’

From the time he left the city of mercenaries, Vermandois, it’d been almost four months. Viola, one of the Top 10 group leaders, might have even forgotten his name by now.

Allen was pondering over which ornaments to buy with the money he was about to receive when someone knocked on the door.

“Ah, come in.”

The person who entered was none other than the milk-jug mage.

‘Ah—.’

As soon as Allen saw Elena, he was reminded of the dense and sticky kiss they had shared in the garden not long ago. It seemed the milk-jug mage had also come prepared, her face flushed red.

Now, nothing could stop the two of them. The mission was completely over, and they were alone in a sealed room.

Allen leaped up from the bed and rushed to the milk-jug mage, kissing her fervently. She, as if she had been waiting, wrapped her arms around his neck.

No words were needed between them. They naturally undressed, and in a flash, they were both naked.

“Haah, haah.”

Allen pushed the milk-jug mage onto the bed and climbed on top of her. From her voluptuous breasts, a sweet scent and taste emanated. He sucked on her erect nipples as if he were a baby.

And as he lifted her legs up to his chest, before administering his phallic injection, he smacked her buttocks as if spanking them, then just as he was about to insert…

– Knock knock knock.

At the sound of the knock, both their heads turned towards the door simultaneously.

When Allen asked the milk-jug mage if she had locked the door, she nodded her head urgently.

Thinking it might have been a maid coming to clean the room, he decided to ask who it was first. If there was no response, they might just enter.

“Who is it?”

“- It’s Rudra.”

‘Damn it…!’

It was a person he had never expected. Allen immediately stuffed the naked milk-jug mage into the closet and hurriedly shoved her fallen clothes under the blanket. Then, he only managed to put on a top and pants before slightly opening the door after running his hands through his tousled hair a few times.

Outside the door stood Group Leader Rudra, looking slightly embarrassed.

“…I had something to say earlier. …May I come in for a moment?”

‘No, you can’t.’

“Ah, well, now is a bit….”

“It will really only take a moment.”

“…No, it’s not that.”

It was clear that Rudra was not going to back down easily. Of course, Allen had no intention of letting her in either.

Just moments ago, his blood had been rushing elsewhere, and he felt as if his brain had stopped working. ……But to send her away, he had to say something.

“Actually, right now, I, uh, am ha-having a happy time…!”

“…A happy… Time?”

“That, jerking off, no, masturbation. Self-comfort, yes… Haha….”

The moment he said it, he wondered if it was the right thing to say, but fortunately, the effect was clear.

Group Leader Rudra momentarily thought she had misheard and stared at Allen’s face, only coming back to her senses at his awkward laughter.

“…Ah, I see. Yes…, self…, well, have a happy….”

She turned stiffly and walked straight down the corridor. He sighed in relief, closed the door, and even locked it.

……He had now become a man who jerked off in the morning.