Chapter 29: CH28: An Argument And Screwing A Tsundere
Matt caught me with a punch to the face. I froze as cold qi threatened to freeze my blood. A smile spread across my face at my friend's display. He was stuck with me and couldn't back out of the job. Mr. Wheeler would kill him if he tried to duck out.
"Do you have any idea how fucked we are?" Matt said.
If looks could kill without a skill, I would be in a ditch already. Fortunately, Matt was a bit of a pussy with a weak line. Still, we were friends, so I would hear him out.
"Let me spell it out for you elves kill tamers every chance they get. And they love making deals with loopholes only they are aware of. We weren't even present for the mercenary contract."
I heated up the rank 4 killing rocket launcher. With it in hand, everything was worth it. Really Matt should have gotten that.
"We can always kill them all and take the waifus," I said.
My friend didn't see it that way and threw another punch. I caught it and squeezed his hand until I felt his bones grind together.
"I not your punching bag," I said.
"Tell me your plan, or our alliance is over."
An ultimatum from Matt of all people. My teeth clenched as fury grew in my chest like the traitorous whispers of the chained demon. I could feel rattling laughter even as my power skills wasted qi. Matt wanted to know my plan when I didn't have one.
Nothing intricate or grand like I assumed he imagined I planned was possible. How could I predict the vast number of mods filling the world? There were waifus roaming around that shouldn't be around for centuries; the four horsewaifus of the apocalypse were an expansion pack to give enemy tamers a little variation. They weren't developed until generation 4; Geass and Union were generation 1. So making grand predictions was impossible without a firm understanding of the world. If I was planning around generation 1, I would have gone directly to Corinth. All I could do was make broad goals and take whatever lucky quests I could find.
I knew this quest and that Mr. Wheeler would give it to us if I showed a little gumption. Playing on his ideals was easy. 'A man chooses, and a slave obeys,' were the family words of the Wheeler clan. He gave us a chance to back out because I took the chance to choose. The quest was simple at a glance but explaining how I planned to take advantage of it was not.
"I need to know that this risk is worth it," Matt said, breaking the last of my reservations.
He focused on making a profit and determining if the risks balanced with it. Matt was someone I could rely on, and maybe I was being dumb, holding back information.
"Alright, do you know the elf clans in the area?" I asked.
Matt gave me an odd look. "Verse, Song, Note, and Symbol if I'm not mistaken. Ballad is of the Song clan, the smallest elf clan, and they're allied with Symbol, the largest elf clan. So we act as bodyguards for a betrothal celebration in Symbol clan territory."
"Rumor has it the Symbol clan chief's daughter is of age to be wed," I said.
"No! You have to be insane. I don't care how well you can sense others or plan around them; you can't steal the chief's daughter. That will cause trouble for Mr. Wheeler, mark both of us as enemies to all elf clans and put a black mark on our tamer's licenses."
Frost covered the floor, and my friend's eyes glowed blue in a rare display of power. I waited for him to calm down before speaking again.
"Rumor has it the son of the Verse clan chief is a pale-haired necromancer and an outcast. But when he was young, the maiden of the Symbol clan was sweet on him. So there is a chance he'll come for her while we are on guard duty."
"Necromancers are rank 3 at least no matter the species," Matt said.
"I'm not after the chief's daughter. I want the necromancer's library and a pale-haired elf girl of my own." I said.
"So, what's the plan," Matt asked.
"We do our jobs well and ask for a reasonable reward. Elves don't prize pale-haired elfu maidens. With the knowledge gained from the necromancer's library, we need 4 skills to learn the practice." I said.
"Useless to me, but an elf maiden would add another set of skills to my arsenal. And all we are doing is following directions, right?" Matt asked.
I popped the top of a liquid qi can and turned it up. Liquid qi was normally used to power a battle suit, but it also worked to restore my own qi reserves. Killing in the middle of the night wasn't allowed, especially if we would join up with some elves in the morning.
Matt finished cleaning his gun and strapped it to his waist before turning his back to me. It was a sign of trust, if nothing else. "The Symbol territory is well on our way to Carthage. Leaving with the elves will give us some protection we wouldn't have alone. I didn't want to say it, but I was nervous about leaving the forest's protection. Rank 3s and 4s will pop up more often without Professor Cacao to cull them."
"Yea, well, it's all part of the plan. It's not like I did this only for the waifus." I lied through my teeth.
"You're smarter than you look. I'll give you that. It will be a shame when we part ways." Matt said, left the room, and turned in for the night.
I twirled my heavy pistol on my finger, enjoying the feel of it. All I had to do at this point was choose who my partner would be for this battle. Alice was ready to rank up, and this fight wouldn't help her much unless I wanted to Kaiju her. So I bought some qi crystals to store some wood qi for that. It wasn't my main goal, but it might be worth a try. Once I reached rank 3, I could help my waifus move among the ranks.
"Arturia, come out," I said, and a golden light flashed. Moments later, she brushed back her wheat-colored hair and glared at me with her emerald, green eyes.
"I was enjoying a pleasant dream about getting fucked by a real stallion. So why did you disturb me?" Arturia said.
"I'm going to make your dreams a reality," I said.
"I see no stallion here, only my partner." I pulled my pants down, revealing a slow, hardening but massive meat stick.
Arturia scrutinized me for a moment before coming to an entertaining realization. "Every time we have sex, it's a little bigger." She licked her lips before swishing her tail.
She was half right. Leviathan Power increased my flexibility and adaptability. In a sense, because Arturia was too loose, I grew larger to compensate. I could still pump Lily full every night without hurting her, thanks to her tsufu anatomy. She could take a stallion without much trouble.
I watched Arturia turn her tail to the side, exposing her dark slit. She gave me enough for a show but hadn't exposed herself fully yet. Her hooves tapped the ground as she moved into position near the bed. Then, before my eyes, she raised her tail and flagged it hiding her delicate parts from me.
"You don't have to get into position if you don't want to mount me. I'm not going to force you." Arturia said.
I moved swiftly behind her to see her large gaping, hungry snatch spread enough to expose her ponut. There wasn't much else I could do but concede she was a size queen. She wasted no time slamming down and pinning me to the bed when I moved into position. Her tail rested beside me as she squatted with her back legs and stood tall with her front. I felt myself get swallowed by her hungry cunny to the base and felt her rippling walls squeeze with comforting, loving heat. My eyes felt like they would roll back in my head at the feeling of deepness. The sheer feeling her all her weight on me was a thing of beauty with the pressure she used to drive me in deep.
Yet still, I couldn't feel the end of her even as she gripped my dick and did what I thought was impossible. She moved, driving her centauress-sized booty up and down to drive me home. I could feel her ponut push against my crotch and her thumb-sized clit hammer against me with every pump. Soon, it was too much, and I exploded inside her until I felt a skill come loose from our bond.
New Skill
Nephilim Power: Beginner 9%
That was the balancing power needed to get the day and night power skills. After that, all the pieces fell into place, and I was only three steps away from building the perfect foundation. Once I reached rank 1, Foundry, I would be truly powerful. It would be enough to combat geniuses taught real cultivation and profession spells from birth.
"Do you want to help me out tomorrow?" I asked her as she rose back to her hooves.
"I will since you asked," Arturia said.
Weekly Power Status
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