Carb Sears (R) 37

Chapter 37 – Wanderers.

“Don’t hate that person too much. Everything else is good, but he’s a ignorant person.”

Then the woman said to the old man as if she remembered something she had forgotten.

“Ah, Danju, I’m off to feed the patients.”
“Thrus!”
“Yes, four!?”

After listening to her words, the old man called for Truss, and he, who was eating a skewer alone in a corner, responded in surprise. Apparently they came together. When was it sitting in that corner? He was distracted by the food and the people and didn’t notice, but somehow he felt like he was alone even though he was among the people.

“Isn’t it your responsibility to take care of the patients? After you finish your meal, work hard with Sif.”

The old man patted him on the shoulder and said, holding a skewer with still meat and limping on his injured leg. Sif frowned at the sight of Truth. Maybe he doesn’t like it? Still, she patiently waited until he hurriedly finished his food.

“Come to think of it, the introduction is late. I’m Sif. What’s your name?”
“It’s Usher.”
“Okay, see you later.”

The woman who looked like Marie said so and she left with Truce.

“Hey.”
“Ah yes!”

Usher was worried about her back as she left in a confused mood, but she had to turn around when she heard the old man’s voice calling her.

“Is your friend still awake?”
“That’s it, yes.”

She said she didn’t know when she had been overdoing it, but according to the doctor’s words, Belka would wake up around evening at the earliest.

“Hmm, where were you all headed?”
“I think Belka would know that.”

Usher was taken aback by the old man’s words and used Belka as an excuse. It wasn’t necessarily a lie. She had told him she didn’t know where she was going, but she moved as if she had somehow decided where she was going.

“It’s a bit unfortunate. Would you like to accompany us? I was thinking of asking.”
“Companion, huh?”
“It won’t be easy for the two of us to cross this wilderness.”

Seeing that you guys were wandering around in the wilderness like this, it seemed like there was a way, but he said it was a terrible old woman.

“Where was Grandpa going?”
“We were on our way to Lantua.”

As he remembered, Lantua was the place where the most dwarves lived, along with Slitan. Because of this, Usher grew up wanting to accompany them, but she also wanted to hear Belka’s opinion.

“I’m sorry. After all, I want to decide when Belka wakes up.”
“But the doctor says he won’t wake up until evening.”

The old man frowned as if he was troubled.

“I’m sorry, but we still have to run to Lantua. Would that be all right?”

It is not good to delay even a little or stay for a long time in this wilderness, and they say that from now until the evening when the sun goes down, they must run without stopping. The old man worried that they might have to travel a longer distance if they were heading in a different direction from where they were originally headed.

“It doesn’t matter if Belka can rest a little more comfortably.”

At his words, the old man seemed to be at a loss for words for a moment.

“You must be a very precious friend.”

In the end, the old man gave them a little respite and decided to join them.

“Then I’m going to put the horses you brought into the wagon separately. Can you help me?”
“Come to think of it.”

From the old man’s words, I realized that I had forgotten the existence of the horse they had ridden on until now. I would have kept the bag too.

“Actually, I thought it would be cold if left outside, so I tried putting it in an empty freight wagon, but I was too wary.”

In the end, the old man says that he seems to have spent the night by covering the horse with a blanket. So the meal is over.

“Hey old man, what about Sif?”
“You’re back just fine, Donnar.”

Just in time, the old man asked Usher for Donnar, who ran away from Sif’s nagging and came back with a sneaky notice.

“Mister.”

On the way to find a horse side by side with him.

“Why?”
“What’s your relationship with Sif?”
“Why are you asking such a thing all of a sudden?”

At Usher’s curious question, he drool at the boundary of ambiguous emotions, as if embarrassed or ashamed. I couldn’t tell the details because of the brass-colored helmet that covered his face.

“When I entered this top. It’s the first time we met.”
“Ah, so it hasn’t been that long, has it?”

It seemed like we had known each other for a long time when we saw each other. Usher, who was expecting a more thrilling story, was disappointed. Seeing this, Donard laughed incredulously.

“What were you expecting?”
“Isn’t that what love is?”
“Ghmm, the little one is cracking his toe.”

Isn’t there a story that can’t be missed between a man and a woman? Even in the village where he lived, if there was news that someone was dating someone, it quickly spread throughout the village, and people flocked to see if it was true, and if it was true, the whole village became a laughing stock. Unfortunately, at such times, shy couples often break up because they don’t want to be made fun of.

“Are you also dating the girl you brought?”
“Ugh, that’s it.”

At his words, Usher realized that it was not the time to make fun of him either.

“…Kids these days are really fast.”

Said Donnar lamentably.

“Anyway, we’ve known each other longer than you think.”
“But when I entered the top. I heard you met for the first time?”

Wouldn’t that have been a long time ago?

“How long do you think this caravan was built?”
“About half a year at most?”

Usher had been told that being a wandering trader was not something worth doing for a long time. Half a year at the most. More than that is a matter of maintenance costs and products, and rather, there are many cases of loss, so merchants who travel to and from distant villages or countries are formed by gathering merchants as needed, or they are formed by deliberately gathering people for import or export from the country. I heard that it will be disbanded when everything is done.

“Wrong. It’s been a little over a year now.”
“How long?”

Then, did the product you want to sell have problems or cost a lot of maintenance?

“There’s a reason for that. Now, look.”

Looking at him with such a question, he pointed to a carriage on the road he was just passing by. The wagon had a unique structure unlike the wagons used by the elderly or Truss, and when the window was opened, it could be seen that it became a simple stall. What was displayed inside the wagon that was exposed while making the stalls like that.

“Armor?”
“Yes, the armor.”

It was like armor that wouldn’t get scratched even if a stone was thrown at it, or weapons that were forged so sharp that it was frightening to look at. Sellers seemed to be checking the goods for damage or not. In addition to that, if you look at the wagons that can serve as stalls like that, you can usually see items such as shiny jewelry or handicrafts.

“Our country is famous for durable and convenient armor and luxury items like that. They treat things like that as commodities.”
“Then what is the old man wearing?”

Usher asked when he saw Donnar’s armor, which was not much different from the armor that was said to be a commodity. His armor looked similar except that it didn’t shine in the sunlight, probably because he had been using it for a long time.

“That’s because it’s originally our country’s armor. My role is to protect this guild.”

I wondered if he was wearing armor and wearing a sword, but what he was wearing and holding were not decorations, but real armor and weapons. But do you keep it? From what?

“Because this kind of guild has a lot of money to make. If you have to, there are thieves and there are many dangerous creatures.”
“What kind of place was Mister’s country? Selling armor and weapons like that?”

Donard paused at his question and hesitated. When I watched him curiously about what he was doing, he sighed and, as was his custom, stroked his right hand around his left chest. It was a square shape, especially clean and unfading, even among his many scratched armor. As if something had been attached to it for a long time and then fell off.

“The Knights Bureau, Paciphenia… It was.”

It was a voice so quiet and sorrowful that the listener felt bitter. So Usher kept his mouth shut when he was about to ask if he was a knight too.

Sif and Truce were walking in silence to the wagon where the patients were sleeping. It was morning, so the wind was still blowing, but it wasn’t as strong as the dawn when the sun rose, so I didn’t put on a cloth. And the wagon arrived. Sif scooped up the watery porridge he had brought in silently and carefully poured it little by little into the mouths of the sleeping patients before feeding them. The action was clearly based on her goodwill, but Truss, who accompanied her, was ignoring her as if he didn’t care. He also ignored Sif, as if he had no intention of getting attention. There was no conflict, so the patients to feed each other naturally decided opposite.

“”…””

Sif thought in that silence. Why is this man and Donnar the best of friends? She was dissatisfied with the very existence of a man. She believed in him and was able to accompany him on the way, and Donard was grateful just for the fact that he healed his arm. The fact that she had a job that he had in common must have encouraged a sense of kinship. There was a simple side to the Donar she knew, and that alone would have made him feel familiar. But she hated this Truss man so much. When he concentrates on feeding the patient because he hates to even be conscious of the fact that he is alone with him. Her gaze stopped on the next turn.

“This child.”

As soon as she saw it, she thought. She is a very lovely girl. Pale white skin with dark red hair. The dark red dress encouraged the girl’s pitiful feelings. She was also praised by people and was proud of her beautiful body, but she felt an indescribable beauty for this girl. She was the first patient she saw, but she knew at once that this girl was the child Usher had brought with her. Among the people, Usher’s friend, whose face had yet to be seen, was the talk of the town.

Although someone said it was her red hair, this is also the first time she sees this girl in person. It was when she made excuses to herself that she couldn’t help herself with the watery porridge in her hand, while she bent over as if enchanted to take a closer look at her girl.

“Ugh!”

She felt someone lift her skirt. She gritted her teeth in disgust, but she couldn’t move. She couldn’t resist.

“There was a limit to being able to endure it. Actually, you were enjoying it too, to stick out her ass so good to fuck, right?”

She really hated this man.

Even without looking directly at her, he could tell that the short skirt she had been forced to wear to his taste lifted up over her hips, exposing her underwear. Slowly, a blatant hand brushed her mound through her thin underwear.

“Hehe, you always have an attractive ass. Sif.”

The man’s hand teasing her ass grew bolder. Even the thin panties that were covering her private parts came off at his touch. In the end, the two pure white hills and private parts were all exposed. It felt terribly vivid, as if a man was looking at her private places.

“Why didn’t Donard fuck a woman like this before her?”

Sif wanted to sew up the man’s vulgar mouth. She got goosebumps at the man’s blatant touch as he squeezed, released, and stroked her hips.

“Anyway, you’re an idiot.”
“Shut up!”

Don’t insult him with your filthy mouth. It was the moment when she couldn’t hold it in and cried out in her heart.

“Huh?!”
“You’re so consistent that you can barely open your mouth like this. That’s why you’re attractive.”

The long, thick, and hot rod penetrated her cracks and pierced her belly without hesitation. Her belly, which hadn’t been prepared for anything, was burning and complaining of her pain, and she let out a gasp that was close to screaming. But she was in no more pain. It was a natural story. Cause she wasn’t already her virgin.

“If Donar had known about your heart and ate it before, she wouldn’t have taken your girl from me at all?”

It was as he said. Because the girl she had was taken away in vain by this man and no one else. That’s why she was so pathetic, she wanted to shout again to shut up the man mocking Donard, but she couldn’t afford to speak because of the pain in her belly and her screams. But the reason she is in her most pain.

“Ha!”

It was because of the pleasure I felt in the pain even though I was forcibly allowed to kill myself. As she bit her lip, she let go of her barely contained moans. The man’s movements became more violent.

“Who would have known! That noble Sif is a pervert who feels pleasure from being forcibly raped by a man!”
“Keuk!”

She swallowed her hatred in her hot heart, as if ignited by the words of a man who, in her arrogance, pushed herself even further. It’s been quite a while since I’ve had a relationship like this with this man. At first, I wasn’t interested. It wasn’t until after I entered this top that we knew each other. However, she found out that she was close to Donar, who was interested in her, and she only got acquainted with him as she took care of his lax and lax appearance. Just a friend of a friend. That level of relationship was everything, and I didn’t want anything more than that.

But that relationship ended one day. What could be the problem? The day she went to see him, unable to bear her severe menstrual cramps. She believes in his words that when she wakes up she will be fine and she is asleep.

“Huh, ha-yeah!”

I had a strange feeling. Her own moaning seemed to be heard from far away from her, and her stomach seemed to be in great pain, but her pleasure tickling and curving her back was tormenting her own body.

“Ah, Donnar! Ha ha.”

At first I thought it was a dream. When she sees Donard climbing on top of her and shaking her waist, what will she think if it’s not a dream? When she sighed sweetly as she wrapped her legs around Donar’s waist, feeling good about scratching her insides with his thick flesh even in the midst of the uncomfortable, unpleasant pain. Then she realized that it was strange. Isn’t it too vivid to be a dream? Donar’s waist she wrapped her legs around, the hot touch of something poking her inside, the uncomfortable feeling of the sweat flowing down her body, and the gasping breath on her stomach.

“Ugh! Everything, you! Who are you?”

However, the moment she got out of the swamp of her soma, he held her tightly and vomited hot emotions inside her.

“Haha!?”

She reflexively grabbed him by the waist with her legs and hugged him tightly. And when all the love affairs are over She could tell he wasn’t Donnar. The self-doubt she felt then haunted her even now. There were times when she gasped for joy at being laid under her, not really knowing who she was, and there were times when she felt sorry for herself and tried to bite her tongue or slit her wrists. Because of this man, she failed even that, and now.

“Huh.”

She was disgusted by the men’s things that pierced and trampled on her insides, but despaired of her body being stimulated. It’s been a long time since she had a relationship like this with this person. She took medicine and prevented her from having a child, but the man already knew what part of her was weak, and she felt disgusted with herself and suffered day by day. In her heart, she wanted to expose everything, but she had already tried it several times. This man had a strange power that she couldn’t resist even if she wanted to. And she guessed the identity of that strange power.

‘It must be magic. There’s no other way to explain it.’

I couldn’t figure out how a man like this was chosen and used by magic, but it was definitely magic. The power to forcibly control his body movements, block his speech, and distract his mind could only be regarded as magic.

“Huh!”

At his words that she could even use that power to commit a crime in front of Donar, in the end, she humiliatedly allowed herself to the man. It was when he denied his body and became far from reality at the man’s hot fisting that ruthlessly trampled on his insides.

“You know Sif, I could let you go if you do as I say.”
“Ugh! What, what?”

Her maddeningly sweet offer reached her ears and forced her into reality. His hand went inside her clothes and caressed her breasts, and the inside of her was still being trampled by the man, but the man’s words distracted her.

“You’re pretty enough, but I’m starting to get tired of it.”

It was her words that overflowed with her composure in the subject of her having violated her at will and not letting go. And I realized That she was just a toy for this man to indulge her own sexuality and play with for fun.

“Look at the child in front of you. How is it? Isn’t it beautiful?”
“You’re crazy!”

She could tell at once what the man’s purpose was. I want to make this little girl my own. It was a story about wanting to make her like her now. Her teeth trembled at the sight of him wanting to touch even the little girl. However, the fact that this peerless girl in front of her was so attractive that she could understand his feelings made her feel embarrassed again.

“Aren’t you a kid who has nothing to do with you anyway? He’s not from the same place as us, but a stranger from another place. No one will care?”
“Oh, that’s it!”

The man’s object scratching her insides kept distracting her consciousness.

“You don’t have to mind either. As long as you sacrifice this child you have nothing to do with, you’re free to stay with Donnar.”
“Ah, too, Nar.”

She was screaming in her heart not to be swayed by the devil’s offer. Even though she heard that cry in her heart, she couldn’t help but be shaken by his sweet offer.

“Or how about it? Do you want to be my seedling for the rest of my life and live while giving birth to my child?”
“Ugh!”

The man, who was moving faster and faster, didn’t pay attention to her struggles, grabbed her buttocks with force, and wrapped his seeds inside her.

“I think that would be good too?”

She felt the semen pouring out of the man’s cock, smacking her inside and dyeing her stomach like another heart beating hotly in her own stomach. What a terrible feeling that vividly felt. When his long ejaculation was finally over. His stuff slipped through her skin. When the feeling of a foreign body that had filled his stomach disappeared, what he felt was emptiness and the cold air that penetrated the place where his things were.

And it was the feeling of the hot semen flowing down inside her. Suddenly, the cry that came from within her chest had shrunk to the point where you couldn’t understand it if you didn’t listen carefully.

“…Is that true?”

She bit her lip as she gazed at the figure of the sleeping girl in front of her. A small cry in her heart was still heard, but she ignored it. She ignored it Feeling sorry for her girl is infinitely light on her selfish scales. Because he doesn’t know this girl. I saw it for the first time. She wanted to get out of this hellish situation.