Chapter 173 – Dance With the Orcs

Winia, who had been lying flat until yesterday, has recovered her health. She honestly thinks she would have perked up a long time ago if she hadn’t been in 3P. It’s like the owners of such lascivious sexual desire.

“Are you still standing?”
“Stop touching me.”

Claudy, who was holding her chin up on my shoulder while clinging closely behind her, and twitching her penis her, also regained her energy. As she radiated her desire while sleeping soundly, her mana her was also almost restored. As a result, her cold was also naturally cured.

How could the body of a half elf (dark) possessing mana be so durable? It’s just envy.

“Sister… Stop it and take your hands off it?”

Seeing us like that, Winia said as if she was dissatisfied. At that, Cloudy took her chin off my shoulder and looked back.

“Will you do it?”
“…Yes.”

Having said that, the two women took turns.

I could feel the pressure on my chest against the back plate. Winia, who switched places with Cloudy, grabbed the pole of her object and began to slowly move it up and down as if it were natural.

I was worried that she would suddenly grab and twist it, but it was a smoother movement than I thought. A moan broke out at the slow squeezing of her hands.

“Huh…!”
“Cook cook. Do you like bastards?”

Excited Winia increased her speed.
ㅡ Tak Tak Tak Tak. Originally, the sound that was normal to make alone resonated.

I couldn’t stand it any longer.

“My dick is not a toy!”
“Kyaaak!”

Enraged, I stood up.
I am a human, not a dildo.

“I think I’ve rested too long. I need to work soon. When people fall into laziness, they must indulge in desire to fill that idle time. We must control our desires. Only then can we become Buddhas.”

When the day of the end comes, only Buddhas who have transcended humans and become gods can survive. It is right for mortals to always keep such circumstances in mind and devote their energy to self-cultivation.

The best method of practice is also labor.
Work, earn money

Rested too much Living expenses and room prices keep going up, so if you are complacent, you will quickly become a beggar. Now is the time to get to work. My sword and muscles were crying… Along with the soul of a warrior!

“What kind of bullshit are you talking about all of a sudden? Unni. Please explain.”
“It’s just the usual cut? Aren’t you going to work?”
“What are you doing already? Bastard.
“I agree. Katt, let’s just rest today?”

Purple.
The existences of two demons that hinder the Buddha’s practice.

They were whispering sweet temptations to me and hindering my practice to become a Buddha. Seduction always sounds attractive. Mara Papiyas. He is the great demon of suffering that interfered with Shakyamuni’s training.

I cut my anguish.

“Are you having a hard time yet?”
“Yeah. So let’s do the bastard thing. Come on.”
“No way!”

I immediately got dressed and put it on.

Winia can rest and I can find a job. Let’s visit the guild or something. If you don’t have a job, you can just come back, and if you get a job, you can start tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

“Winia. I’m resting. I’ll go to the guild for a while.”
“Bastard. All I want is to rest with a bastard, not alone? You still don’t know how I feel?”

I think the part where he expresses his feelings his openly like that is very cute, but as I said, Mara Papiyas is a demon that causes endless agony.

“That way you can’t become a Buddha.”
“What kind of Buddha is he talking about bullshit like that?”
“A being that transcends humanity.”
“Sister please. Interpret the bastard’s words. Is it because I’m still sick? I can’t understand you at all today.”

Winia clung to Cloudy.

“I don’t know about this one.”

Cloudy casually stroked his shoulder her and said.
Seeing that you don’t say anything, you must have gotten used to it.

“I’m sure I’ll be back soon. The two of you are resting. I have to buy some food anyway.”
“Huh. Wait a minute. I’m going to put on some clothes too. Let’s go together.”

Then let’s walk down the street together with Cloudy for the first time in a while.

“Will you two go together after a long time?”
“That’s wrong. It’s been a while.”

When Cloudy in her underwear her went to get her clothes her, Winia stopped her.

“Do you think I’ll let you two stick together? Absolutely not. Sister. Are you coming here?”
“Oh my? Are you jealous?”
“I guess that’s how it is. If you’re going to go, bastard, go alone. I’ll never tolerate going alone.”

Seeing that he was trying to get away from Cloudy instead of going with him, he must be really tired. Then, let’s go and come alone as planned. I put on all my gear and grabbed the doorknob.

“Then rest. Don’t do things that Cloudy and Winia don’t like too much.”
“Did you like it?”
“I don’t like it. And sister. I’ll let you touch my breasts, so if you’re going to touch it, touch it. Today, if you try to put your finger in it, I’ll get really angry.”
“What a good sister. Have you opened up to her sister now?”
“Damn it… Well, she went bastard fast. Before this sister fucks up.”
“Yes. I’ll be back soon.”
“Kat, good job. I’ll take the job as something fun.”

Can work be fun?

She waved her hand saying yes and came out. They seem to be getting along better these days, but that must be a positive thing. Originally, when you are physically close, your mind is naturally drawn to you.

For Winia, rather than normal communication, that.
That kind of communication works better.

Cloudy seems to be just happy to have a kid like her younger sister after being with Kim Katt after going alone her whole life, and Winia seems to have become that way after not being able to resist Cloudy who she approaches without a limiter .

She headed to the guild.

After changing her gear and walking down the street, her confidence her just swelled up. Now I am not the jjuguri Kimkat of the old days. At this rate, the path to becoming a Buddha is not far away.

Since it was a weekend, there were quite a few people on the street. Of course, there are weekends in this world too. It’s just a meaningless story for freelance adventurers. Still, there are many adventurers who take a break for the weekend.

I looked around.

A man with a sword and shield, a woman with a huge axe. A male wizard dressed lightly… It literally gave off the feeling of a street in a fantasy city. I guess I will gradually become a resident here.

“Well?”

At that moment, Mutu stopped when he saw a woman wearing a uniform.

I almost kicked him for thinking he was that crazy idiot who completely ruined my promotion match the other day, but judging from the color of his hair his, it wasn’t. He almost caught a live person.

At that time, I thought it was really crazy.

A devil-like wizard who gave all sorts of pain to the kind Kim Katt, and a crazy martial artist. And even the evil priest. If my memory isn’t wrong, the three of them did a lot of dog shit, and the party was in danger of being annihilated. The martial artist and the wizard attacked me while fighting the monster. It seems that he was sweating hard to prevent it. If I hadn’t awakened as a flame magic swordsman, I would have died on the spot.

While thinking about that, I opened the swing door of the guild.

ㅡ swing.

“…Uh.”

The first thing I saw upon entering was a familiar blonde.

Best hair ever.
Her flowing hair of her, like that of a fairy, took my gaze.

Perhaps it was a transfer of the dictator’s gold storehouse, which only exists in legends. If not that, would it be the golden grains blowing in the wind at harvest time?

The owner of that hair looked back at me.

“Hmm? Hey, Barbarian Shack. It’s been a while.”

He was Copson.

“You Copson bastard. It’s been a while. What have you been doing?”
“You lived on a decent income. You bastard… Your equipment has completely turned black?
Hehe, fix your jaw before you say shit, you bastard.”
“What about my chin!”

His protruding chin His is very serious.
Just as it proves that double jaw surgery is not cosmetic, but ‘treatment’.

“Anyway, this barbarian shack. Since we haven’t seen each other in a while, why don’t we do something together? Just found a good job.”

After saying that, Copson laughed and started talking happily. When I asked what the story was about, it was about the defeated orcs that I had heard from the blacksmith the other day.

After the story, he asked my intentions.

“Copson.”
“Why, why but? With such a serious face. It doesn’t suit you, so stop right away!”

I answered seriously.

“Copson. It may sound cruel, but I’ve already become too big a tycoon to play with you. So, it seems impossible to work together.”

As the saying goes, I’ve become too big a tycoon to play with Copson. There was a huge difference between D-class and E-class. Frogs don’t remember their tadpole days.

Because you don’t have to remember.

The frog no longer has a fucking tail, it has arms and legs, and best of all, it has an elongated tongue. Tadpoles, on the other hand, are nothing more than an asshole. It literally evolved, so the frog forgot the days of tadpoles.

“Ah, no fuck! You babarian bastard! What the hell are you talking about…! Are you saying you’re going to throw away my friendship with the barbarian like a devoted pair!”

At that, Copson screamed in a fit.
Who’s to say this racist bastard…

“I’m kidding you bitch. We’re already soul friends.”
“No, I was almost surprised. You’re good at making fun of people.”
“Bastard. Already freaked out.”
“I’m not surprised!”

A relieved Copson screamed.
This reed-like bastard.

“Mah Amton. There was a bounty on the orcs, right?”
“Yes yes. I’ve never dealt with an orc, but he seems to have quite a few adventurers who are aiming for him. That’s why I became interested in him.”

Orcs aren’t fucking monsters.

Considering the weakened strength of Bulbeoza, a normal Orc would probably be an existence that could easily overwhelm an adult male with only strength. Well, stupid adventurers won’t even bother with that.

“How much do you pay for each?”
“First of all, they say they pay 1 silver per head of an orc. It’s a job in the guild, so you can raise your performance.”

That’s definitely an eye-watering amount. 1 silver is a fairly unconventional amount. Looking back, when I participated in the ogre subjugation, wasn’t the base salary 1 silver? What do you think the size of the Orc Remnants will be?

And what level are the orcs in the first place?

It was full of unknowns.
You’d better ask Winia about this.

“What, how many defeated Orcs are there?”
“I’m guessing there’s probably over a hundred. They’re all scattered and wandering somewhere between Isvant and Baron Dodens.”

A hundred horses

Assuming that it was 1 silver per horse, in fact, the cost of subjugating one company-sized Orc renegade soldiers was 1 gold. It’s a lot of money, of course, but it’s not that much money for the rulers.

It was a world where only one truck was an adventurer who would risk his life to fight even for 1 silver. Is it better to entrust it to a guild than to use your own army?

This is the pure function of an adventurer.

“Well, let’s review it positively. I’m also interested. Can I give you a definite answer by tomorrow or so? If you can’t wait, I’ll be fine.”
“I can wait a day or so.”

He also remembered that the blacksmith had asked him to bring an orc weapon. I haven’t caught an orc yet, so he might like Cloudy.

And above all, I was interested.

Okra.
It’s an opponent I want to fight once.

“Then, let’s meet tomorrow morning… Do you have something to do now?”
“There’s nothing in particular. Why? Are you thinking of going out for a drink?”
“Is this bastard overdrinking in broad daylight?”
“Isn’t that obvious?”
“Good! Let’s go eat!”
“Ow! He’s a savage after all! It’s exciting!”

We went to the bar with our arms wrapped around our shoulders with the sudden rise in tension.

I’m sorry, Cloudy. And Winia.
Let’s have a little drink and go in.