Smith， a Black Company in Another World 31

Chapter 31 – Ep.31 Smith, a Black Company in Another World

“I am not that poor. So don’t worry about it and use it.”

Is it okay for a woman to be this cool?
My cock gets bigger and my balls tremble.

“It’s fucking up.”
“… Huh.”

At the sound of Maryse’s voice coming from behind, Kernax gently let go of my hand and turned around.

“You must really like that guy. “When you see a bitch who doesn’t want to spend a single penny on anything other than buying knives handing it over with her pocketbook.”

Merrys scoffed, glaring at Cernax with her gaze that seemed to mean nothing to her.

“Just do the math. Smith.”
“Oh, huh.”

Kernax grabbed my wrist and held it in front of me, and an awkward sound escaped my mouth without my knowledge.

“It’s 7 silver coins each.”
“I guess it was 5 silver coins last time?”
“It’s the seller’s heart. “If not, go somewhere else.”
“Ha… “When are you going to widen that narrow space?”

Maryse clenched her chin and snapped her finger at Cernax.

I pretended as much as I could not hear their conversation and took out 14 silver coins from the coin pouch Kernax gave me.
Marys raised her body, carelessly sweeping away the silver coins.

“Now take that and get the hell away. And next time, come when the sun is up. “If you come to me while I’m working one more time, I’ll split your rivets with a hammer.”

She went into the studio without looking back.
Kernax clicked his tongue briefly and lightly lifted the bag containing the iron ingots with one hand like last time.

“I should stop by the guild first.”
“Well, that’s right. “I have to go and explain the situation.”
“I will do that part as well. “Then, let’s go quickly.”

Contrary to expectations, no one was very angry at me for absenteeism.
Of course, the fact that Kernax was next to me and gave an expanded explanation with his eyes lit up must have played a big role, but it didn’t matter. This would have been possible because I had always behaved well.

Well, even with Kernax next to me, I couldn’t avoid Amela’s back smash.

Anyway, the conclusion is that she finished the explanation without any major problems and returned to her house with Kernax.

“Hehe, it’s not bad to walk like this sometimes. Thanks to this, I was able to see the city streets at night for the first time in a long time.”
“Thank you for saying that.”

I don’t know if he meant it or not, but he probably said it with me in mind, so I responded sincerely.

“By the way, Smith. “What did you purchase this iron ingot for?”
“Uh… That’s right. “Let’s sit down for a bit.”
“Sure.”

Kernax and I headed to the same room as the reception room.
This time Kernax pulled up a chair and sat down right next to me, not across from me.
She placed the bag containing iron ingots on her desk.

I stared at the pocket on the desk.

“Cernax. “What you see here is an absolute secret from other people.”
“Hmm… Secret. Even if I die, I will never open my mouth.”
“No, not to that extent. “If something like that really happens, just tell me everything.”
“Hmm, Smith, if you say so, then so be it.”

The corner of Cernax’s mouth twitched towards her stomach.

“No matter what happens from now on, just watch quietly.”
“Sure.”

She leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms deeply, as if to express that she would never move.

I opened my pocket and placed my hand on the still ugly iron ingot. And I used the abilities given to me in order.

Stored in material storage.
Creation of sacred objects.
Load saved relics.

After trying it once, my dexterity was unstoppable, and in an instant, I created a ‘night fairy’ = pantyhose (black) containing 1kg of pure iron on my desk.

Holding the created night fairy in my hand, I turned my head towards Kernax.
She was looking at me and the night fairy in my hand with startled eyes.
Anyone could see that she had a lot to say, but thankfully she kept her promise to me.

How should I explain this?

I thought that Cernax and Siron might truly believe me if I told them honestly.
Of course, I have no intention of revealing it right now.
There will come a day when I’ll be honest about everything, but at least not right now.

“Cernax. I have a lot to say, but I can’t tell you everything. However, this is an ability that is only passed down to very special people in my tribe.”
“… Tribal. Smith. Are you by any chance a descendant of ancient people?”
“Well, it’s similar.”

I don’t know what the ancients are, but if Kernax can convince me of that, I’m willing to become that bastard’s descendant.

“Is it… Right. No wonder…”

In fact, Cernax was muttering to herself and nodding her head repeatedly.
I calmly waited until she finished talking to herself.

“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“No.”

As soon as Kernax felt my eyes on her after she had finished organizing her thoughts, she apologized for a mistake that was not hers.
I waved my hand lightly and got to the point of the story.

“Cernax. “What about this item, which I showed to Amela first?”

She obediently accepted the night fairy I gave her.

“It’s very soft.”
“First, wear it over your underwear.”
“Hmm. This… Girl?”
“Ok. Would you like to try it on first?”
“… I get it.”

Cernax obeyed me and stood up from her seat, blushing slightly.
She took off her short shorts. Rough black panties were revealed.

“Just stick her foot in it.”
“Like this… Is it?”
“Oh, right. Pull it straight up from there.”

As her stockings went up, Cernax’s thighs and the flesh of her buttocks swung loudly.

I also felt this during the poetry review, but for some reason, the women here mostly seemed to wear black underwear.
It was less irritating than I thought, perhaps because it was black stockings and black panties.
Next, it seemed necessary to either make white stockings or separate underwear for Siron and Kernax.

“How is it? “You didn’t say anything that made it difficult to move, right?”
“Well, it feels a little different, but there’s nothing too uncomfortable. “It felt a little chilly at first, but that quickly disappeared and I didn’t feel any difference, not much different from before I wore it.”
“That sounds good, right?”
“For now, I guess we can look at it positively. So? “Is this like the underwear worn by the women of the tribe you lived in?”
“Well, it’s similar. However, it is not just a concept of underwear, but also has the function of armor worn to protect the body.”
“… This?”

Kernax pinched the stockings that were sticking to her thighs with her hands and made them look slightly loose.

“Did I tell you earlier? He said he showed it to Amela first. “She said, ‘Ah, Mela’s sister said that she wouldn’t be able to sell it because she couldn’t sell it for 25 silver coins.”
“This… For 25 silver coins? Did Amela really say that?”
“Uh. He said it after testing it himself. “They said it would block light stabs or arrows.”
“… Smith.”
“Ah, it’s okay. “It’s okay to test it, so don’t make that face.”

I ended up laughing at Kernax’s behavior as he looked at me like a puppy dog ​​whining about something.

“Oh, don’t take it off, just wear it. “I’ll make you a new one.”

I quickly created her new night fairy and handed it to her.

“Well, I can’t test it here… “I’m going to go to the training center for a moment.”
“Training center? Are you going to go all the way to the security station?”
“No, there is a personal training center in the basement.”
“Wow… “Can I go too?”
“Of course. “Then let’s go together.”

Kernax smiled and readily gave permission.
To show my gratitude, I gently stroked the skin of her buttocks that was sticking out through her panties as she walked away, shaking her buttocks, not even noticing that her crotch was completely open.

“Hi… “Hmm!!”
“Hehe, that’s cute.”
“… Not cute…”

I arrived at the underground training center, patting the buttocks of the handsome Kernax, who was shy but did not reject me.

Sweet. Cernax moved a switch on her wall, and a light as bright as the sun appeared in the dark space, illuminating it.
The more I looked at it, the more amazing it was that it was magic.

Kernax, like Amela, put stockings on the wooden carvings near the wall.

“Let’s take it lightly…”

Unlike with Sister Amela, Cernax immediately lifted one of her swords from her stand and swung lightly at her wooden carving.

“Ho… ?”

As expected, just like with Amela, the sound of metal clashing against metal was heard.

“There really isn’t a scratch. Does it also absorb shock? “It’s fascinating.”

Cernax took off her stockings and admired that there was no trace on her wood carving, and she looked with a little surprise at the stockings in her hands.
She put her stocking on the woodwork again and this time swung her sword with more force than before.

“Hmm…”

Cernax’s sword, swung diagonally, cut cleanly through her wooden carving. However, unlike the neatly cut wood carving, her black stockings were not even half torn.

Cernax retrieved her sword and placed it back on its stand, then she removed her torn stockings and approached me.
Kernax stopped in front of me and looked down for a moment at the stockings in her hands.
I tensed inside and waited for her to open her mouth.

“Smith.”
“Uh. It’s okay, so please be honest.”
“Honestly… Be honest… Okay. Be honest. It was an item that was completely understandable as to why Amela charged such a price. This is really… That’s amazing. “It’s such a shocking thing that I can’t think of anything other than those words.”

Kernax’s blue eyes sparkled as she pulled on her torn stockings, listing the virtues of her stockings in a similar way that almost made you think she was copying what Amela had told her in her guild.

“Anyway, if I sell this, you’re thinking of buying it, right?”
“Of course. “It’s such a desirable item that I want to immediately propose an additional budget and supply it to all soldiers!!”

Kernax asked me, with her eyes sparkling frighteningly, ‘How much can you produce at once?’, ‘Can you make something sturdier than this?’ She constantly asked questions like, ‘When do you plan to sell it?’

Sister Amela was like that, but Kernax was also quite excited.
Of course, I was glad to see interest in what I had for sale. But that wasn’t the part I wanted to pay attention to.

I hugged the waist of Kernax, who was talking eagerly in front of me, and moved her hand down to firmly cup her attractive buttocks.

“S-smith?”
“Cernax.”

Casting casting casting.
The flesh of her buttocks sticking out through my fingers every time I knead it.

Cernax, who had been talking non-stop just a moment ago, suddenly became mute and shut her mouth.

I spread out the hand that was massaging her buttocks, put my hand inside her panties, put my hand deep into her buttocks, and massaged her buttocks even more explicitly.

Cernax did not resist even though she was licking her mouth, and just looked at me quietly with her red face.

“Cernax.”
“… I’m listening… All.”

While massaging her ass, I rubbed my erect cock, which was almost sticking out of my pants, against her lower abdomen.

“That’s right. “It’s a gift a man gives to a woman he likes. Do you know what it means?”
“… I don’t know… All.”
“You really don’t know?”

Coo coo coo coo.
I raised the cock I was rubbing and poked her lower abdomen.
Cernax moved her neck greatly.

“… “I don’t know.”
“Then you should tell me.”

Squeak♥
My fingers penetrated Kernax’s wet pussy, which was already half wet.

“I’ll tell you clearly so you don’t forget what it means.”