Chapter 4 – Abandoned Mercenaries -4-
Will you run away?
There is a dagger on the table that I usually use, but I never intended to commit murder.
I’d rather run away than kill a maid who did nothing wrong.
“This is where the pee comes out! Ooh, ooh-wee-! Dirty!”
Fortunately, however, she reacted the way a person from this world would.
Then I began to vomit, with tears, runny nose, and my pre-cum and saliva.
‘No matter what happens, I have to deal with it!’
I wanted to push my cock back in and make it cum, but the priority was to calm the freckles.
“Is that important now? And I haven’t peed today.”
He grumbled nonchalantly and turned around to rummage through his old, worn-out leather rucksack, pulling out the cleanest piece of cloth he could find.
‘Fuck. I bought it for five dinars.’
These were the panties I’d been saving for special occasions, but I can’t help it.
Because washing is enough.
I slowly folded the panties I was holding and slowly wiped my freckled mouth, checking my eyes.
“Oh, you really are a crazy bastard.”
He kept swearing in her mouth, saying that he had gotten into urine.
Hey, I have to say it right.
What you’ve got is not urine, it’s pre-cum.
“What is so noisy? You didn’t even smell it. I washed twice today.”
Unlike the pounding heart, he pretends to be relaxed and assumes that nothing is happening.
“Thank you anyway. Thanks to you, but not all, it seems that some of the poison is gone.”
Then she handed the 10 dinars she had taken out earlier to her freckles, but her gaze was fixed on one spot.
Perhaps because she couldn’t ejaculate, the place she looked at was my cock, which was still rioting.
She stared at my cock silently for a while.
“By the way… Are you really this big?”
I was hopeful when she muttered that DeHaan’s was much smaller.
“It’s a little smaller than this originally, but it’s because it swells because of the poison. Would you like to touch it?”
Sex, sex is an instinct.
However, in this world where that instinct is expressed only with a certain target, the possibility I have,
Something that stimulates curiosity, not instinct.
“Eek, I don’t know if it’s Dehan, but why am I touching Mr.’S!?”
Uncle, fuck you.
I’m 26 years old.
“Because you seem curious. Honestly, I’m in a bad mood too, but it’s because I’m sorry I put it in my mouth, so if you don’t like it, don’t.”
This is the push and pull of modern people.
Emphasize the feeling that if you don’t touch it, it’s your loss.
But still, conscious of her staring at her, she looked down at her cock as well.
‘This is a privilege in this world.’
I couldn’t measure it because I didn’t have a ruler, but it seems to be over 20 centimeters, not a gura.
Warm-toned pink, like the soles of a cat’s glans that don’t match the thick theme.
Adding to that the vicious bloodline, the aura emitted by this cock is no joke.
Right after being thrown into this world, I almost passed out the first time I tried to pee.
Originally, the dick that was attached to me went somewhere and there was a bat attached to it.
This bat was bigger and more beautiful than any other porn cock I had seen in over 10 years of indulging in.
“Aren’t you going to touch me? Are you wearing your pants again?”
She opened her mouth as she picked up her pants, saying she had nothing to regret at all.
“Wait!”
That’s it, dude.
I felt like an idiot myself for not taking action while worrying about it.
It was to the point where I got depressed as the time I always solved alone continued despite the fact that the maximum cock was attached.
Even if I can’t have sex for the rest of my life, if I can have a goddaughter or a fella, I can go on.
By the way,
“I’ll get Daddy!”
Fuck this
* * *
Fortunately, the freckled father never sucked my dick.
I silenced him on the condition that he pay me another 5 dinars.
“Huh, black.”
As soon as I calmed down my freckles and let them go, I took one step out by myself, and a terrible string hit me.
It was the first prostitution in my life, but damn, it wasn’t even cheap and the money was stolen.
“61 dinars….”
I checked my pockets like a dead man who lost his reason and counted five times, but this was reality.
From 77 dinars to 16 dinars in an instant.
With that money, one dinar is left over even after paying for a day’s rent and eating a skewer.
“I have to go to work….”
My eyes are watery, but I have to work if I don’t want to starve.
Still, I think I slept for about two hours.
I simply washed my face and cock with rust-mixed water stored in a jar in the corner of the room, and I was ready.
When I went out to the lobby, I couldn’t see that my freckles had gone to bed, and the freckled father crossed his arms and looked over at me.
‘I’m stabbed for no reason.’
Right before leaving the room, I checked it several times and handed it out to the innkeeper with the 13 dinars I had counted out correctly.
“Today’s room rate. You do not have to clean the room.”
“What about cleaning the room, stop talking nonsense and come and clean the glasses.”
The innkeeper sighed and gestured to me.
“Oh, I have a morning schedule today, so later in the evening….”
“Fifteen dinars.”
“Give me a drink.”
Fuck.
The reason why I was able to cut the room price, which was 15 dinars, was to help with chores.
There were no customers, so most of the chores were cleaning some glasses.
When I asked why I had to clean the unused cup, I was told to wipe it every day because it accumulated dust.
‘I’m glad though.’
It was because the freckles didn’t seem to have done Abbicall.
After wiping my glasses and rubbing my eyes, I arrived at the mercenary office, where Nardil and Delton were sitting at a table drinking mead.
At the entrance, I greeted him with a light nod, received a glass of free beer like urine, and approached it.
“Is it a little later than you thought?”
Nardil smiled sweetly.
Looking at the corner of her mouth, it seemed that she had been possessed by a lewd demon because she shoved her cock into the innkeeper’s mouth yesterday, and her dick responded.
“I was going to come earlier than you two, but something happened in the morning. Sorry.”
Nardil said he was fine, but Delton looked at me in displeasure with a fucking face like he was showing off his teeth.
She didn’t really care.
Her pride was already torn apart a long time ago.
Come to think of it, I have a part-time job both on Earth and in this world.
Fuck my life.
“I heard rumors that the goblins have already dried up. I am talking about it.”
Would you like to hunt only around the southern town of Gardale like yesterday?
“At least the subjugation will be over tomorrow. You’d rather get a guide and find the chicks’ nest? Other mercenaries are already doing the same.”
Or will you go a little deeper and shake off the base?
“Delton. For the two of us, four is the limit. If there are more goblins than that, it’s too dangerous. And you know it because you saw it earlier.”
Nardil frowned and looked at Delton.
In a way, it’s the goblin event season, so it’s the peak season for guides who are experts in finding nests.
Naturally, the daily wages were much higher than usual.
“If you saved it at a time like this, you would have already left. And for the cost, you just need to find a guide who can act as a porter. Except for this kid.
Delton This motherfucker is suggesting the employer fire me.
But Nardil has big breasts and a big heart, so he’s a factor…….
“Um….”
Unexpectedly, Nardil was deep in thought, rubbing his temple with one hand.
Fuck why are you worrying about that?
Suddenly Nardil’s milk felt small.
Being a parent could cut off the food line, so I had to appeal for something.
“Yesterday, I carried the weight that two porters would have to carry and followed me for half a day without falling behind. But would a slim guide, not a porter, try to carry the luggage?”
“Um, not really.”
Delton, who was paying attention to Nardil, intervened as if he wanted it at this time.
“This bastard… Where are you interfering with the obsolete subject?”
I bowed my head to Delton, who was about to say something more, and continued.
“The reward you promised me yesterday was thirty-five dinars, right? It won’t make much of a difference, but I’ll take 30 dinars. Please write me Rather than money, I want to see Nardil and Delton’s goblin slaughter with my own eyes.”
Expressions of what are you talking about all of a sudden.
I took a breath and took a sip of beer.
“Actually, I was from an unknown country village, but goblins invaded our village. At that time, I was chopping wood in the mountains, so I saved my life, but all the villagers died. The village chief, uncle, and friends.”
Chew, of course.
“That day. I sold my axe and bought this dagger and came here to Tallard. But being strong wasn’t easy. So I changed my goal. By keeping my eyes on at least one more goblin corpse before I die.”
He licked his lips and squeezed his eyes shut to force the tears away.
I bowed my head like that.
“Please, please. Please don’t abandon me.”
He spoke in the most pitiful way possible in a tearful voice.
When the mercenaries around me started to mumble at my appearance, Nardil smiled awkwardly and said,
“What is throwing away… We are not mercenaries who break promises.”
“Hmm. What if it’s only 30 dinars?”
Delton also cleared his throat and scratched his chin.
The batting average was pretty good when I appealed with such a hot-blooded feeling, perhaps because the base was in the Middle Ages.
‘I also have to eat and live.’
I was desperate because I lost a lot of money yesterday.
But then someone came to our table.
“Look. Are you looking for a guide?”
Three people, including me, looked at the approaching one.
