A Mercenary Who Gets Eaten in a Pure Love Game 5

Chapter 5 – Abandoned Mercenaries -5-

There was a time when I accepted the same quest and moved with a guide. It was a request to find a bastard who had gone out of the house, and I wanted to learn the secret know-how of the guide, so I watched him all day, but I decided to quit because it was so fucking disgusting.

Because,
At that time, the guide picked up all the shit he saw on the street and sniffed it.

“Sniff sniff.”

So is this kid.
On my way south from Tallard, as soon as I arrived near Gardale, when I saw a black mass on the floor, I immediately started to pick it up and snort it.

Guide, you filthy Scots.

“Hueup! Ha ha Not a goblin.”

Or not. I savor it while holding it in my hand.
Dirty, fuck

“Then who’s cheap shit?”

But thankfully, I asked the guide who introduced himself as Ben, who said he would carry the small luggage for me.
It wasn’t something I was curious about, and I was like a man with a lot of talk, so I asked him in return for carrying his burden.

Then Ben brought the poop in his hand to his nose again.

“This unique acidity is only possessed by young women. Swoouuuuu.”

Fuck you, Sanmi?
Wow.
This guy is real

He fell a little away from Ben, who had packed hard shit in his pocket.
Nardil and Delton, who followed behind Ben, also seemed to be repulsed by Ben’s appearance.

“… We did well being mercenaries. Right? Delton?”

Nardil looked up at Delton, waving his milk, and he nodded his head in displeasure.
Ben, who farmed poop for more than two hours, regardless of gender, approached us as if he had made a decision and opened his mouth.

“I’ve done my analysis, but it looks like we’ll have to go into the woods. Looking at the changes of people at the same time, there are no goblins around here anymore.”

Nardil and Delton nodded, and Ben led us through the thick forest.

“Delton. How about we go back now?”

Nardil asked insinuatingly as he followed him.

“I thought this was the first time I’d gotten a guide… Let’s watch a little more first.”

Too bad.
Maybe I could have gone back and gulped 35 dinars a day.

I calmly followed Ben ahead and asked.

“Ben. How long do I have to smell shit in the woods again?”

Ben, who was walking briskly, stopped tall and looked back at me.

Seeing his hard expression, he seemed to be in a bad mood.
It was a hot day, so I seemed to have made a mistake.

“Be careful with your mouth. Do you know that I take it because I like it? The reason I’m reluctant to pursue you is similar to how you act as a porter instead of being a proper mercenary.”

What’s not good is that you smell shit because I like you.

As he finished speaking, his face crumpled at the sight of Ben hiding the poop bag as if it were a valuable treasure.

‘Who the fuck, take it away.’

Being treated as a waste by a disgusting psychopath made me feel like shit.
My mercenary rank is Peckton, but I am better than you.
Compared to the guide who can’t even find a nest properly, I’m doing two porters.

However, contrary to my thoughts, I bowed my head and apologized.
As a porter, there was no reason for me to cause discord in the party, and I was afraid because if I was wrong, I would throw that poop bag in my face.

Fortunately for Ben, who accepted the apology, in the forest, like other guides, he began to observe broken tree branches and footprints.

It wasn’t that he was conscious of my words, but that he was trying to do his duty.
Then, I did pick up poop from time to time, but I threw it away with a disappointed expression, probably because it was mostly animal poop, not human.
It seems that not all poop is the same for that bastard.

‘There is no dog poop philosophy.’

While time passed so meaninglessly.

“Stop.”

Ben opened his palm to us.

“What is going on?”

“Something… Something is strange.”

When Ben spoke to Delton with a serious expression on his face, we became serious as well.

“Why?”

Nardil asked as he slowly drew out his longsword, but Ben was silent for a moment, holding his nose with his shit-mashing hand.
His mouth opened after about 30 seconds.
This is when Nardil, tired of waiting, asked.

“Aren’t there any goblins? I said, but if you can’t find the nest, there’s no pay…….”

“Payment is not an issue. Life is the most important thing.”

Said Ben, sighing.

“What is it?”

“It seems I made a mistake. Somehow, I was lucky today….”

Fuck.
It was clear that he had been busy picking up this poop.

Rustle.

The presence grew louder and larger, and a group approached us from both sides.

“I’m sorry. If you return alive, I will definitely reward you.”

The people who appear like a signal from Ben’s desperate words.

It was a bandit.

* * *

We are dragged along with our wrists bound by untrimmed vines.

A while ago, after confirming that the number of bandits exceeded twenty, our party immediately surrendered.

The clothes I was wearing had already been plundered and became the lot of bandits with hair on my chest and legs, and the dinar I had been collecting so tenaciously that the only luxury I had in my life was to pay for the innkeeper’s cock. It all got ripped off

‘Fuck you bastards. Especially Ben, this hook. ‘

I had never murdered, and if possible, I did not want to in the future, but I wanted to kill Ben right away, not Gura.
But it was clear that killing Ben, who was bigger than me, would be difficult.
That’s why I have no choice but to kill the bastard’s parents.

That’s why Ben is a horo bastard.

He raised his head in a delusional mood.

Then, in front of his eyes, the exquisite pussy is barely visible, and the beautiful buttocks twitch and move.
The owner of this was Nardil, who, like me, was stripped of his clothes.

The only thing that kept my anger in check was this soft butt.

‘Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!’

I wore the panties I wiped the waitress’ mouth yesterday to wash by the stream, and I regretted it to the point of grinding my teeth.

If I was dragged away like this, I would be searched for or treated like a slave, but damn, it would be less unfair if I pretended to fall and tried to shove my cock into the pussy hidden between those ass.
My cock was rather large, but how could I not have been able to force myself into it with gravity?

But the bandits didn’t take off my panties while talking about superstitious shit.

Besides, these panties are cheap at only 5 dinars, and how tough they are. Even if you stretch your back and stick out your cock and do your best to tear it apart, it won’t budge like an iron chastity belt.

‘He’s next to Ben.’

A vendor selling panties while showing off his yellow teeth.
That dog guy.

I can’t stand it any longer.
If the head of the cock doesn’t work, I’ll have to pierce the head and fuck it.

“Ah, fuck!”

Chuck tripped on one of Nardil’s legs as he tripped, knocking him over and slamming his face into his ass.
The recoil knocked the four people who were tied together.

Ignoring it, I used the Valsalva breathing method and savored the scent of the unknown pussy.

“Swoop! Whoa!”

The first thing I felt was the warm soft ass twitching and the cunt hair against my lips.
After that, a warm, obnoxious scent hit my nose.
It didn’t smell like honey, but it was enough to get a full erection reflexively.

Hoping to give me a little more time, he hurriedly stuck out his tongue and licked his cunt ravenously.

“Kyaa, kyaahang! What! It tickles!”

As expected, Nardil reacts as if he feels something other than shame.
Unfortunately, the pussy refused to enter the tongue with the mouth tightly closed, so when I licked the entrance a little, it tasted slightly salty.

My gastronomic time was lost by Delton.

“Sir, fuck! Walk straight! You put your head on a stone!”

I couldn’t get my tongue inside my cunt after all, because Delton, the dog, was bleeding from his head and pulling violently on the rope.

Seeing that the tongue doesn’t go in, have you ever put this cuckold in Nardil’s pussy?
To comment a little, the mercenary sister’s unopened pussy was a little salty.

But the ben who was watching my actions from behind suddenly shouted nonsense.

“Ha, anal!”

This fucking guy blows a candle.
I was very much in favor of fucking a pretty woman’s clean, well-maintained anus, but I didn’t want to stick my tongue in there, even if it wasn’t a cock.

“Hey, hey! Change seats with me! My, if I go back, 100 dinars….”

Fuck you.
Even if you give me 300 dinars, I won’t change it.
From my point of view, this bastard is 100% Scottish.

“Close your mouth, please. I’m going to die soon, so what?”

It’s just that it’s not sexual arousal, it’s just that you like shit.

Even if you look at these bandit bastards right now, seeing Nardil’s voluptuous body naked and instinctively getting an erection, it’s such an idiot-like world where rape doesn’t exist.
They probably didn’t even know why they had an erection.

“Everyone shut up! From now on, I’ll cut off the tongues of those who open their mouths, so keep talking!”

When the shout of the big, wide-eyed bandit rang out, we fell silent as if we had promised.