14xx/5/2 Johannes Calendar

Second day of my first arrival…

All right, here's the deal. I'm gonna write a journal entry after sundown before bed to summarize the thing that happened in the light of day, as shit can get really weird in just a few moment.

Also, I'm still trying to get a grasp of this world's calendar, so don't expect me to write a precise date. I'll just write down the day since I just came here.

All right, here we go.

Betty was a nice old woman, her kindly blue eyes manages to invoke the emotion of motherly love and safety. I felt obliged to help her out with the dishes after the delicious breakfast she gave me. It felt nice, like eating your mother's cooking. I miss my mom…

The guide was the same guard I met yesterday. He was a grizzly veteran, complete with a scar on his left eye. I don't want to know how the thing he fought looks like. Thank god I am more of a ranged fighter myself. He wore a full set of iron armour. His red ponytail protrudes from his Sallet helm. He carries a simple long sword and a heater shield with an illustration of a descending angel.

The wagon I'm hitching is a trading wagon heading to Iliasburg originally. The cab driver was paid handsomely by the soldier to head toward the Cave of Trials. Alongside me there were a couple of fresh-faced recruits ready for their first rodeo. They are lightly armoured with leather outfit with the metal at the crucial part such as the breastplate and cuirass. They are also armed with weapons of their choice, most of them wielding a spear and shield. I like that combo. Like Kennedy used to say, speak softly and carry a big stick.

So what happened? Not much happened. Occasionally we fought off some slime girls and stuff but they usually ran away after a couple of beating. They are quite resilient too; I shot a wolf girl at her chest and she runs away like her life depends on it, all the while bleeding a trail behind her.

The captain and his student stared at me with a certain fear. Apparently they are testing their takedown technique in the caves, and both parties are trying their best to not kill each other to preserve the already shaky peace as it. Now I feel bad about the wolf girl earlier…

Anyway, after couple of minutes filled with jokes, jabs and shots we arrived at the cave. I was surprised that it was not in a mountain or anything. It's literally a hole that descends slowly into a series of crudely hewn hallway, the place reinforced by wooden beam and illuminated by torches. I really don't want to test their tensile strength…

Apparently we are supposed to go in group, so we walked in casually with our weapons in hand. The objective is to retrieve a simple medal deep inside the artificial cave system. I decided to wield my rifle as a club, as I had a strange feeling that all the monster we fought actually part of the ceremony and they are never wild in the first place.

Looks like I was right. They barely stand a chance. They all ran away after a couple of skirmish or so. Very few actually pressed their attacks, forcing the cadres to use whatever they learned to fend them off. What did they pay them girls with to not fight seriously?

And what the hell is wrong with their likeness with human female? How am I supposed to tell apart between a Rat Girl and a girl wearing a hat and long skirt? Most of them are only called Monster girls because they only have minor addition on their body. Who cares if they have a rat ears and tail anyway?

I am a bit wary of the slug girls, so I'll just bash their chest in with my rifle butt. The last time I tried to shot one ends up messy. A slime girl ends up with most of her face splattered across the cave wall, the large Mauser round produced strong kinetic force that tear off a huge chunk of her face. She just flails around like a headless chicken as the slime quickly slid back to the owner. I nearly barfed on that sight.

The only one I remember doing a grapple is to a Dog girl, who has jumped on one of the cadets earlier in the level. I didn't see the girl, I see the fang. Little girl tries her best to escape my chokehold only to realize it was in vain. As a last resort, she lets out a whimper and weakly tapped my arm as a sign of surrender.

She has the body of a pre-schooler, she has dog ears, and she is looking at me with the cutest and most sorrowful stare I've ever seen. How can I be so cruel to a cute little girl? She gave me the cutest tail wag ever before running off into the oblivion. I felt an aching pain in my heart for the rest of the trip.

All and all, the trip was not remarkable. Yeah it's true that we're fighting monster girls who want our semen in a dungeon armed with medieval weaponries, but it's kind of getting old in extended trip. Bash head in, shoot some girls, spare some girls, open some chest, tries our best to not get raped… In the end it felt like the biggest chore of my life. I nearly screamed in ecstasy when we finally found the medal. Being ambushed over and over again was NOT fun.

All and all, we cleared the dungeon with no casualties and a raging boner to match with our swords. The captain was happy with his troop, declaring that they would be fitting for Ilias themselves in the future.

Well, he did fulfil his promise. He told me that I should head toward Iliasburg northeast of the village. It would be a day's journey through my two foot. I don't mind walking a long trek to another village, but seeing all this crazy shit that's gonna happen to me in my trek…

The wagon would depart to Iliasburg after depositing us toward the village. From there, I'll hitch a ride with the wagon all the way to Iliasburg. The journey would take a full daylight time to reach there. By the time we reached Iliasburg, it should've been around sundown. Nothing good comes out of the night.

Well, lo and behold! Our carriage broke its wheel when a large millipede girl just burst outta nowhere from the ground and tangled its long slimy tail onto our wheel. A brief fight later, we have to repair the wheel with what we got, all the while fending off the oncoming Monster Girls, which the broken wheel and the Millipede girl's attack function as a pseudo dinner bell. It took us a good hour and a half.

At the end of the day, we didn't manage to reach Iliasburg in time so we have to camp out at the road. I am now writing this while being on lookout for any other monster girls out there. I was used to the rigorous lifestyle of an explorer, therefore such inconveniences means little for me.

It was not that the most concerning matter in my mind. Why are the Monster Girls so damned aggressive? At first I thought they might use pleasure attack, like cover us in slime then stroke our genital until we gave up. That bitch earlier on just busted our wheels like it was nothing! She just jumped out like she was ambushing us. And if she did, then who organize it? Why would they gravely injure something they need intact?

And that's not all, back in the Cave, one of the wolf girls used their claws to tear some bloody gashes on my comrade's outfit. As far as I heard from near said, they aren't that aggressive to start with. In fact, they've been living with the humans in this place without problem at all. Hell there's even a few generations consisted of Monster and Human in an amalgamation of genetic ancestry! And that's not all; even my driver said that they are usually aggressive this time of year.

I don't want to make any kind of conspiracy theory, but I doubt it that whatever is going on, is not going to be good...

Hito…I'm sorry I dragged you to this mess. I'll find you, and we'll get back home together, or die trying.

Alex Armin never breaks his promise…