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I Became a Porter for a Women-Only Party. 1

I Became a Porter for a Women-Only Party. 1

Chapter 1 – 1 – Exile Is Painful When You Experience It.

Why did I come to this point? Fuck. I can’t continue my thoughts.

Someone is chewing my dick deliciously with their lower mouth.

“If you stop-“

“Ugh, haa…You want to go after it?”

“Wouldn’t it be okay if we rest for a while?”

“No, you bastard. “Why don’t you keep your back straight?”

“I feel like my back is breaking, combatant. Please···.”

I tried humiliatingly pleading with a girl who was four years younger than me, but as always, it was no use. In the darkness, yellow eyes are curved like half moons.

“Still don’t understand the situation, porter?”

They don’t stop hugging and bumping into each other. My breath comes closer to my ear.

A sweet, melted voice is dangerous to the heart. Its contents as well.

“I can’t rest until you knock me out with your cock.”

···If I faint or something, there won’t be a next round, right?

I looked back, trying to calm my mind from the sweat and heat.

Why on earth did I come to this point…

—————

1 year ago.

“I am firing you as the party leader. “There’s nothing to see, so get out now.”

My name is Tan Bhan Thai. I’m twenty-four. Professional porter with 12 years of experience as a porter and industry credit rating of A.

He is an experienced person who has traveled through rugged monster habitats and delivered cargo without 100% damage. This means that he is not a light-hearted man who is shocked and flustered at the mere word of dismissal. Hero, what are you looking at me for and making such pointless jokes?

I laughed out loud, clapped my hands, and pointed to the hero with both hands.

“Oh, is this it? Exile joke? “I know what that is.”

“You know?”

“They say it’s a trend these days, so everyone is jokingly copying it. When I actually heard it, it was a bit disappointing. What if I, like the unlucky keuts in the novel, was an unhappy person who dreams of retirement after meeting evil teammates? “Maybe that joke would have been funnier?”

“Okay?”

“Don’t worry. Because I am 100% satisfied with this party. “You know that I always respect you a lot, right, Brother Hero?”

Yeah, of course it had to be a joke. Look at that.

Isn’t the warrior who said he was fired also smiling?

“…You know, right?”

Food and travel supplies. A change of clothes and a change of clothes. Used weapons and spare weapons. And the fresh monster hunting harvest, a total of 300kg.

Carrying the bones of a hydra and transporting them safely by walking 120 km does not usually require physical strength or skill.

If you do it wrong, the extremely poisonous bones may collide and melt into each other, or the backpack and the porter may also melt together.

As soon as he carried such a huge load to the guild distribution center with all the strength he had from sucking his mother’s milk, he said he would say goodbye to me. Even before dividing the expedition settlement money.

What kind of scum would seriously announce layoffs at this exact moment?

“What makes you think it’s a joke, Mr. Porter, the scum of society?”

There’s one here. If something like that had even come out, I felt like I could be astonished.

Goosebumps run down my spine. Hero, this bastard is serious.

“Do not be like this. My birthday is in a few days. “Do we really have to do this today?”

“Did you expect a surprise party for your birthday? But what can I do? “Your surprise is ‘replacement.'”

The usually rude wizard scoffed, moved his mouth, and then snapped his fingers.

What I thought was just a rock stretched out next to me and stood up.

I swallowed my saliva.
“I thought it was a new stone decoration at the guild entrance.”

Even the other porters who were watching our party turned pale. A truly evil invention launched by the magic tower ‘Three Stars’ a year ago. A porter’s nightmare. The main enemy of porters.

A bold move that breaks the tradition of the transportation industry, which must be covered with human sweat…

“Automatic golem…?”

“Yes, porter Nabulaeng. How does it feel to be a product of an older generation?”

The other porters also heard this. The atmosphere in the guild distribution center suddenly turns unpleasant.

When the warrior sneered and placed his hand on the Hero family sword, the porters all averted their eyes. A scene that clearly shows the hierarchy of combatants and porters.

A porter’s wealth is his body. If you bravely fight against a thug with a solid Hero family background and get stabbed, all you’ll be left with is a miserable last year.

“There will be no need to hire porters in the future. The new golem won’t even get dirty sweat on my hydra skeleton. “I won’t even lay a hand on my woman.”

“You magic machine bastard, can’t you take that dirty granite palm off my cargo right now? Wait, what?”

After grunting and pushing the golem that was dangerously trying to lift the hydra skeleton, I turned around in shock.

“You put your hand on me? To whom?”

The composition of our party is simple. Two men, two women.

The two men are me and the hero. The two women are a priest and a wizard.

The sight of the female priest shyly hiding behind the warrior’s shoulder glancing at me is ominous.

“Sister Moriba confessed all your crimes to me yesterday. The way you always looked at me with sinister eyes, the way you kept trying to hold my hand… And the way you ran away when you were caught trying to sneak into his room. You’re trying to mess with a priest. “Aren’t you embarrassed?”

“You did that to me too!”

The wizard shouts in confusion. And then he began to accuse me in detail of how much of a lust-mad beast I was.

“What did that son of a bitch do to me?”

Weird. None of this is true. Did you look at the inside of your body with a gaze? Are you trying to attack me?

Could it be that he didn’t want to die by being stabbed?

I know for sure that both women are the sleeping partners of a warrior who is good at cutting, right?

Consciousness gradually fades, and speech sounds like tinnitus.

“I am a member of your party. “You can’t do this to me.”

“Did you ever think you were one of us? You are not a party member. Irregular personnel. I felt sorry for the buggy bastard whose only aptitude was [Porter], So I gave him at least some food, but he returned the favor by being horny? “A bastard worse than the beast race…”

The hero glares at me, and the wizard and priest glare at each other.

I had a vague idea of ​​what had happened between the two women. It’s a passionate fight.

He must have wanted to receive a little more attention from the hero than the other person. You probably wanted to win the competition for affection.

Since it was possible to replace the porter with a golem, they probably thought it would be okay to attack one person who could do without them.

Even if the reputation spreads that the porter was fired carelessly, it wouldn’t matter since there was no need to hire a new porter…

A strong rope broke inside me. In general, people seem to have called the rope reason.

“What about severance pay? “What is the settlement amount for this mission?”

“You have to hope for what you want, attempted rapist.”

The warrior slightly pulls out his sword and shows it. Is this the final warning before being cut into pieces?

Say fuck it. I said with my eyes wide open.

“I don’t really like exiles.”

“What?”

“I’m not a masochist who desperately waits for the moment to get fired. To be honest, I don’t like the build-up of building relationships and reputation just to get revenge because it’s boring. “Things in the world don’t always work that way.”

“It doesn’t matter whether you like it or not, meat golem. “Get out of here before I cut off both your balls.”

“A meat golem. “You’re being harsh, you fucking bitch.”

The warrior has never heard such vicious swear words from me before. In fact, I’ve never said anything like that to other warriors, let alone that guy.

“Is this crazy?”

“Still, there’s one thing I like about Exile. Rude children who betray and expel all their devotion as if they were dedicated partners…”

I pushed a pile of hydra bones with my good foot. The frame, which had been carefully fixed so that they did not touch each other, collapsed, and the poisoned ribs and fangs began to collide in a messy manner.

Before you even hear a rumbling sound, it becomes a pile of liquid. As terrible smoke rises.

The warrior’s face also turns white. It seems that the clown makeup can be completed by simply inserting a red ball into his nose.

It would be fun to sit down on the street and shout that my 100,000 gold is melting.

No, warrior. That’s 100,000 gold ‘carried thanks to me.’

“It means being soaked in regret and exhaustion.”

—————

Four days later, I was immersed in deeper regret and devastation than that hero.

As a bonus, I was also drenched in alcohol.

“They say you have to ask.”

Isn’t this a groundless threat from a powerful hero? The bar owner asked that question.

I handed out the court notice. The bar owner who was pouring drinks sighed in sympathy.

‘A local presence is also a requirement for dismantling monsters.’ The Hydra Bone is not the party’s property until it is dropped off at the Cargo Center, so there is no reason to ask for it. Once dropped off at the center, it becomes the property of the party.

This law was created because porters were forced to sue for damages if the party’s loot was scratched or injured during the trip. It can be said to be a kind of porter protection law.

Of course, that’s the justification, but in reality, it doesn’t completely protect the porter. In my case, the guild seems to have judged that the incident occurred ‘after I dropped it off at the center’.

“Normally, if you take it to a terminal in a commercial district, it’s your responsibility, right?”

“They said since I literally put it on the floor of the center, it’s my responsibility.”

“··· I, Won, no matter how much it is a customary law, is it possible to change it just like that to suit the convenience of the warriors?”

I guess it works. It’s absurd, but is a warrior’s party called a warrior’s party for no reason? The world in this field originally revolves around warriors.

So, if you were going to take out your anger on the hydra bone, you should have done it before putting it down and got stabbed to death. 100,000 gold.

Of course, the cunning Hero fired me as soon as he put me down…

“Why didn’t you hold back?”

“You know I already have debt, right? If I get fired from there…”

“I just need to find a place to hire a new porter.”

“Even though they charge a good ransom, there aren’t many anymore. These days, everyone only uses golems. The romance is drying up. The luggage has to be moved by hand.”

“Where should I look for a job? Other than porter.”

“My family has been porters for generations! No accidents for 12 years and industry credit rating A-level! If it were you, I think I could give up this job!”

“As you said, the party doesn’t use porters, so where are you going to repay 100,000 gold?”

I feel droopy. My twisted tongue and the finger that was pointing towards the face of the owner who generously accepted me.

It is against the law to impose reality on a drunkard who is suffering from reality. It’s an atrocity that should be prohibited by law. It’s no different from criticizing a person who was exiled because they hate their party members.

I lifted my head and turned a page of the exile novel I had been burying my head in on the bar. The bar owner was disgusted as he looked at the page covered in tears and saliva.

“Why are you reading something like that? Does it feel like you’re listening to a breakup song? Are you so drunk that the words are in your eyes?”

“I hope Hydra comes out of nowhere.”

“Where will that rare hydra pop out? You’ll have to catch it to get 100,000 gold. Can you catch it?”

“No. I want you to chew me up and eat me.”

The boss sighed and poured the only medicine he knew into my glass, and I poured the beer into my frustration. And Ki-woo threw his head onto the book with a loud thud.

You can’t even deny that it wasn’t worth 100,000 gold. Because this is the price I personally appraised.

I am an appraisal expert, a transportation expert, and a travel expert. A professional who must take responsibility for my mistakes.

Fuck the experts. That hero, who is four years younger than me, is only successful because he has a natural aptitude for being a ‘hero.’ Who the hell is this guy that he arbitrarily expels and falsely accuses professionals who have devoted their lives to this industry?

All warriors are the same. You curse the porters, calling them promiscuous and baseless, but you are the ones…

I didn’t want to look bad to the magic tax and the lion bitch, so I didn’t bring it back. Wizard and Priest? Magic tax and detergent?

Vinegar mixed with lye water can be an excellent substitute for laundry detergent. The remaining ash can be sprinkled around the tent along with vinegar to deter snakes. Common sense that porters who are camping experts should know.

Two snake-like bitches and one lye-like bastard. Bad guys. Bad guys.

In the sadness of 10 gold bars written as 10,000 coins, the blue bird reflected in the glass melts…

“You look good, Tan.”

“Ehhhhh?”

“My name is Tena, not eeeee.”

I forgot the snake, the vinegar, the lye, and the gold bars.

The blue light reflected in the glass was the eyes of someone I knew. My mind becomes clearer. I woke up in a fit and fell backwards.

I quickly look around, trying to control my beating heart. There is no one in the pub, which was crowded just a moment ago. It’s just me and Thena.

Is it a dream?

Tena, who seems too realistic to be a dream, looks at me slantingly. The braided blue hair and sparkling blue eyes are just as I remember. Skin as if oil had been applied to porcelain. She is like the goddess of justice in legend.

Take a moment to admire the beauty.

“Hey.”

To me who didn’t understand the situation, being drunk gave me courage rather than judgment.

Thena. Thena of blue and gold. Things are going well these days. He is the warrior who gave me the pain of my first exile.

We were both young back then. Due to lack of maturity, we were unable to forgive each other easily. With that in mind, I tried my best to move on.

However, I realized this after enduring the insults, abuse of power, and unfair dismissal from the so-called warriors. They say they are all there. They treat me poorly by looking at me like a part that can be replaced.

I held harsh words between my distorted lips.

“You piece of trash-“

“I’m here to hire you on good terms. The down payment is 20,000 gold. I think these are quite unconventional terms by industry standards.”

“-Thank you for looking for him. When can I return to work?”

Thena pursed her lips. I was uneasy about that attitude.

Because that was Tena’s habit of hiding unreasonable conditions.

“···It’s a matter of place rather than time.”

I Became a Porter for a Women-Only Party.

I Became a Porter for a Women-Only Party.

여성전용 파티의 짐꾼이 되었다
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
It's unfair, judge. It's not me who attacked, it's the party members.

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