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Time seems to pass slowly for a reason that I initially did not pick up on. Without many forms of entertainment from back at home at present, I'm stuck doing anything to ease my boredom. I have to assume that said boredom will only continue to grow as I remain here. Even if I spent the majority of my time walking around I had other issues to worry about. It wouldn't be long until the big event at the Loot House. I spent most of my time wandering around again but I know I have to be on alert. At any corner could be some asshole trying to mug me which I want to avoid. I think that is the one issue that I am never going to get over from this world. No matter what; shit always hits the fan, eventually. I know there are countless other enemies out there that need to be eliminated but I don't need the headache now. I just have to clear my mind of future events and worry about what the hell is going to happen in the present.
I grab my smartphone from my pocket. It's an S21 Ultra and the time on the screen read 16:01 (4:01 pm for you peasants). While I am seriously debating on listening to music I opted to smoke a cigarette instead. I ruffed through my bag like the nicotine addict I am. Once I lit up the cigarette I felt a bit calmer. In just an hour Elsa will make her way towards the Loot House to negotiate with Felt about the insignia. I want to remain optimistic about my chances of succeeding, but I still want to consider the horrible outcomes that could happen. The three outcomes that come to mind if neither I nor Reinhard shows up are:
1) Felt gets greedy and Elsa kills her and Rom 2) Elsa kills them and Emilia shows up later to get brutally murdered as well 3) Emilia gets there when they are negotiating and they all die.
I want to tell myself that this will go smoothly but if I do that I would just be like Subaru, a loser. I take a decent hit from the cig then exhaling slowly. Letting the nicotine do its job.
Now, I cannot let that happen. What makes this shit even worse is a potential battle with one of my waifus, Elsa. I indeed find her attractive not just because of her incredible beauty, or her lovely curves, the way her boobs jiggle with each step, how she oozes eroticism, and- ah shit, I'm getting sidetracked again. No, what I vividly remember from my world is learning about her backstory and what led her to become the infamous 'Bowel Hunter'.
Elsa had to deal with a very traumatic experience in Gusteko when she was just a child. As a result of said incident, she became a fiend wanting to disembowel those that opposed her. Before all that, she was a slave her entire life. Due to the unfortunate events, her parents sold her off to some slavers. Later on, she would be sold off to Holosseo Featherrun, a high-ranking member of the Gustekan Holy Church. At that point in her life, she experienced a drastic change for the worst. It was at that time she came to meet six other individuals that were the property of Holosseo. In a sense, Elsa had gained the Curse Doll ability which would affect her life forever.
If by some chance, she did not have to go through that, she would have been a normal girl. There would be no need for her to be doing what she is doing currently. However, the experiences people go through are what help shape people into what they will become. I am no stranger to this and my life back on Earth was miserable. I guess in a way I relate to Elsa because my childhood was no different, well, except for the whole disemboweling people for fun. I was an orphan, I was smart, but lazy in school, and I realized to not expect much from life. I would never wish on anyone the same pain that I experienced. So, I just want Elsa to overcome her trauma instead of just accepting it as a part of her. I just hope it just takes one life to do so instead of many.
I look at my phone again and see that the time is now 16:25. It would be ideal if I left early because while I know where the Slums are I doubt I remember the path to the Loot House. Whatever happens now is up to fate and me having enough luck to live through this shit show. When it comes to luck I hardly have any. I can already tell this is going to be a pain in the ass.
Following the eastern path to The Slums, I can't help but pinch my nose and hold my breath. It smells like complete ass here!
After traversing through the maze known as Lugnican Royal Capital, Felt finally returns to Old Man Rom's place in one piece. This operation to her has been a huge success and it will be better once the client gets here to take the badge from her. Even though she is confident that no one followed she can't help but have this feeling that something bad is going to happen. Ignoring those thoughts she approaches the door to the Loot House and proceeds to knock on it.
On the other side of the door, Felt heard a familiar set of heavy footsteps that belonged to the old giant bartender. Then Rom started to recite the passcode. It was policy, of course.
"For a rat..."
"Poison."
"For a white whale..."
"A harpoon."
"To the noble Dragon Lord, we are..."
"Shitbags."
"Hmm, about time you brat. I was starting to get worried for a bit. You know my old heart can't take it anymore." Rom sarcastically said as he opened the door for Felt. He could tell the brat was embarrassed by the slight blush on her face. It reminded him why he just couldn't get enough of the girl.
"You're lucky I love ya Old Man Rom! Now get me a glass of milk. I'm thirsty from running all day." Felt ordered as she walked up to the bar and sat down on a stool.
Rom closed the door shut. He proceeded to make his way behind the bar. "Were you able to get that thing the client wanted?"
"Sure did!" Felt puffed her chest out with a toothy grin. "That clueless girl didn't know what hit her. I snatched the badge and then she tried to chase me but it was no good. I was too fast for her of course." Rom nodded his head in approval as he was impressed by her skills. Still, he felt a bit uneasy all of the sudden.
"That's good and all but I hope you didn't get sloppy, Felt. If someone comes knocking on the door that isn't our client it's on ya. It would be y'er lesson" Admitted Rom with an amused tone in his voice
"What!? Old Man Rom, we're a team! If I go down you're going with me". Whined the cute thief. Her arms flared in the air as her face resembled that of a typical loli. "Besides, I know for a fact I was not followed. "
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, let's make a wager."
"Huh?"
"You heard me. A wager."
"Sure. Whatever." Felt lazily agreed.
"The next person that knocks on that door y'er going to let them in. Don't even check'em or even ask for the password. If it ain't the client you gotta work at the bar for a whole week." The giant declared as a smirk was plastered on his face. He could see the eyes on the girl almost bulge out of their sockets.
"What?! You know damn well I have to be out there making the coins we need!" Shouted Felt. No matter what she did she still looked cute.
"Too bad. My rule is absolute here Felt. That is the way of the bar, so to speak. Plus, it will keep ya out of trouble. Means we can spend some more time together!" Rom laughed knowing that Felt was not having fun with this. Then, out of nowhere, a knock came from the door. "Felt, get the door. Let's see who's right."
Felt huffed as she made her way to the door. Once the nob was in her hand she opened the door to see her client. That is until she realized it's some other weirdo instead. She yelled at the mysterious stranger, "Who are you?! How did you get here?!"
I looked down and saw that Felt had a deadly glare aimed my way that promised lots of pain. I just smiled and did the one thing that would diffuse a tense situation like this; flattery. "Hey cutie, I just heard about this bar down here and I just had to visit. Can I come in?" Right away, I knew my attack was effective due to the blush on her face.
"Uhh-fi-fine but no funny business. Just one drink and you're gone, okay?" Felt replied with a less threatening tone. It is true, she is cute.
I pat her head, making her squirm a bit. Then, I make my way to the bar. I could tell how old and dusty this place was. Each step I took the wooden planks on the floor would creak loudly which annoyed the hell out of me. I saw Rom across from me and I could tell he was sizing me up with the way his eyes glistened. I even noticed the cutie behind me doing the same thing but I just had to play it cool for now. Dusting off one of the stools I took a seat and got comfortable.
"So what will it be fella? Mead or some milk?" Rom asked.
"Mead please," I answered.
"5 Copper buddy."
"Huh, what am I getting, a meal?"
"That's how I run my business."
"2 Copper?" I counter-offered.
"4."
"3 is the best I can do."
We both then initiated a staring contest. I can tell from the look in his eyes he expected me to break. Too bad for him that he does not know the type of man I am! I, Sean, don't back down from a smelly-looking geezer. No way in hell is this dude going to make me overpay for a drink.
"Good. That's the typical price anyway." The Old Giant uttered. I could see the smile plastered on his face. This asshole was enjoying our little face-off. I can't help but think to myself how much of an ass he is!
"Really? You were going to make me pay more? You know that's an example of poor business skills, my good sir. A horrible way to run a business." I replied which only made Rom shrug his shoulders. He is the uncaring person that I expected him to be.
I took a sip of the mead and it tasted..tasted...awful. I did not know what I was expecting this drink to taste like, but it would not be considered an alcoholic beverage from the twenty-first century standards. I held back the bile that threatened to be released from my esophagus. Giving myself a second to compose what dignity I had left I could hear slight laughter coming from the giant bartender. For a couple of moments, I couldn't tell what he was laughing about until he started hollering like a hyena. From behind me the cutie known as Felt was doing the same. Bastards, plain and simple.
I slammed my mug down in clear frustration, "Alright geezer! The hell is this shit?! It tastes like piss straight from the White Whale!" My response only added more fuel to the flame. It was too late, my pride couldn't take any more of this humiliation.
After their laughter died down, Rom replied to my question, "The mead I gave ya is already spoiled, boy. I thought you would notice the stench. Sheesh, you got a lot to learn."
"Man, it almost looked like you were going to hurl. That would have been a sight to see!" Felt said as she decided to sit beside me.
"Just please, give me an actual drinkable beverage." I pleaded.
"Sure. Whatever you say, four-eyes."
"That's if you can handle it, pipsqueak."
Their hollering resumed once again. While I expected them to be such 'lively' souls I was completely wrong. They're just complete total assholes through and through. However, it makes sense with the struggles they have had to endure.
The Dragon Kingdom of Lugnica and its economy are suffocating the people within its walls. The nobility at the top is enjoying their lives while those at the bottom struggle. Nonetheless, I would guess that even the middle class has troubles at times trying to make ends meet. I forget that they don't have that type of economical structure here. Anyway, it will only be a matter of time before the current system set in place comes crashing down.
To save the kingdom it has to reopen its borders. Allowing trade between countries will stabilize the economy. In doing so, jobs can be offered for those needing it the most. Although, there is still tension between the other neighboring countries of Lugnica. It makes sense why the borders were closed in the first place. Lugnica has a non-aggression pact with Vollachia and how long it lasts will be seen eventually. If they keep this up then Lugnica will continue to struggle regardless of what they do.
With the loss of the entire Royal Family and the covenant with Volcanica in jeopardy, the citizens are looking for a new ruler to lead them to prosperity. As the Royal Selection is just around the corner I can't help but feel that none of the candidates are up to meet their demands, well except for Crusch Karsten. Her drive comes from her loss of her friend Fourier. By getting rid of the covenant with Volcanica she believes the kingdom can begin anew. This kind of defeats the purpose of why the selection is going on but whatever.
Crusch is the only candidate in mind wanting to initiate change. Even if her reasons sound bold and arrogant it is her duty. If I was a candidate I would be taking a different approach but that's a different story altogether. There would be no way a guy like me could handle the job. That would just be complete torture. I can't even begin to imagine the stress and responsibilities that come with it!
Ah, got lost in thought. It is just important that change comes to the kingdom soon. So people like Felt and Rom have an actual purpose in life. I would hate people like them having to suffer because of the people that failed them. Just like my world. I shake my head to clear myself from those depressing thoughts.
"So, Rom was it?" The giant nods his head. "You own this entire establishment, correct?" I inquired.
"Absolutely. And just let y'er know I ain't selling her to ya!" Rom said. The man went back to cleaning his mugs. For some reason, the man does not like talking about his place.
"Whatever." I turn to Felt with my oversized mug in hand. "What about you, Felt?" Her facial expression turns into surprise. "You're shocked I know your name? It's not hard to gather information in these parts of town." I lied swiftly. I used to be a troublemaker like her back in my day. Well, that and I know the entire plot to some degree.
"Y-Yeah that's me. Honestly, when you look like me it's hard to forget. When that happens it makes my job a whole lot tougher just to get things done sometimes." answered Felt.
"That's understandable. Just keep ya head up runt. You'll be out of here in no time." I admitted. At this moment she does not know she is a Royal Candidate for crying out loud.
"Hey! First, you compliment me now I'm a runt!? You're such a bastard!"
I then pat her head again which startles her and eventually she eases up. The blonde thief gives me a small smile which I return. For her barely knowing me she doesn't seem to be resisting much, weird. Either I have gotten a serious increase in my charisma, or I have an unknowing skill in taming loils. I can just imagine the FBI busting down my door right now. I have no regrets.
Felt's adorable voice stops my current line of thought. "So, what about you? Who are you and what are you doing here? There like a dozen places you could have gone to." The thief questioned which I could see even piqued Rom's attention. Great. Let the interrogation begin.
"I'm Sean Wang. Just a typical ordinary person wanting to get some booze. And I picked this place because I knew the drinks here would be cheap." I replied then sipped some mead.
"Sean, huh? Well, it's nice to meet you!" said Felt with a toothy grin.
"Same here, boy. You can stop by my tavern more if ya want." Rom offered.
"Likewise. I'll be sure to take you up on that offer, you geezer." I said with a grin. "By the way, you're not going to make me leave so soon, right?" I asked Felt.
"W-We-Well you can stay. Just don't bother me and my client. O-okay?" Felt tried her best to sound harsh. She failed. It did the exact opposite.
"Sounds good," I answered.
The three of us continued to converse for a bit and traded stories with one another. Even though I knew all about them it is nice to hear the different dialogue than what was found in the anime, light novels, and web novels. It seems to me they have more personality to them which is refreshing. Even though they were just characters to me before I can't help enjoy being around them.
Felt then goes on to give me a crash course about the Slums and how she has been living here all this time. She briefly mentions not having parents and that Rom had to take care of her since she was young. It kind of hurts that I have to fake feeling bad for her due to the fact I know all of this already. It just sucks that such a girl like Felt had to endure so much. In the end, she relates to my struggles. I'm starting to hate that every person I meet has such horrible upbringings. But, that's life, I guess.
While we kept talking I suddenly hear a knock at the door. This got the room dead silent as Felt knew her client finally arrived. Although, I cannot help but feel excited and kind of scared out for my guts. One side of me was about to meet their waifu and the other one with common sense knows she could murder me. Even if Elsa has the looks she has the skills to kill anyone that she wants. I will have to be careful in how this all goes down. If I make a mistake then Return by Death will help, but dying sucks. I want to aim for a flawless run thank you very much.
The blonde thief makes her way for the door again. Once that door opened I felt my jaw drop a bit and my little friend tingle. Jesus Christ, the anime did not do her justice. I could see the mountain tops that she called breasts just barely being held by her dress. Looking down for a second I could almost see Felt with a shocked expression but then replaced with a slight glare. Weird. I don't remember her doing that.
"Hello, if I am assuming correctly then you have the requested item in your possession?" The black-haired woman briefly looks around the tavern and notices me. "I did not expect us to have other unexpected guests," questioned Elsa as she made her way into the tavern.
"Yeah yeah, lady. Let's just hurry and make this deal. I'm tired of holding this thing." Felt guided the cloaked woman to the nearest table to the bar. She then continues, "Don't worry about Big Bro over there he is just here to drink. We are all set to make the deal."
I then see Felt dig in her pouch for Emilia's insignia. With the way she dresses, I am surprised the thing did not fall out in the first place. As she is doing that I look over to the Bowel Hunter and she is staring at me. The smile on her face does nothing to ease my worries because I know it's fake. She is secretly trying to figure out my true intentions in being here. Damn, what a sly woman she is. Truly one of her lovely traits. It would be smart to diffuse any tension between us. I have to bring out my flirting skills if I wanted to not be gutted so soon!
"Is something the matter gorgeous?" I asked with what confidence I can muster. I haven't flirted with a girl of her caliber in my life. This will either work or backfire on me.
She continued to stare at me a bit longer. Then I knew I was in the clear when she closed her eyes and smiled. "Ara ara, such flattery. And here I thought I came for business and no pleasure. What is your name dear~?" Elsa replied which kind of made my confidence slightly drop. This is going to be harder than I thought. Talking to hot women is tough!
Before I answered back, off to the side I see Felt again find the badge. She has an even more menacing glare towards the other woman. Before Elsa could see it, the glare was gone.
"Sean, to others, but you, whatever you want." That comment has her practically beaming with a wonderful smile. I then look at the Insignia and think of what to say about it. "So, this is the item you want? Seems pretty worthless in all honesty." I pressed on as I made my way towards her.
"Hmm, all I have to say is it's not for me. Again, I'm here on business dear. We can talk more later if you like? " The Bowel Hunter responded as she made herself even more attractive. How is that even possible?!
"I think this runt wouldn't mind if we had a chat before your deal, right Felt?" I glanced at the little thief and she 'hmphed' in response. Either she is jealous or mad. Well, too bad cause I am here to flirt with my waifu! No one is stopping me from accomplishing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
I finally sat across from Elsa. Being so close to her I begin to feel self-conscious about my appearance. However, that is the least of my concern with what is about to happen. Even if the situation could go south at any moment I have to stall her as long as possible till Reinhard gets here. If I mentioned anything about returning the badge to Emilia or knowing her true identity I will be butchered. I have to play the fool if I want to ensure that this goes smoothly. Saying that is a lot easier than doing it. If I have to fight then at least I have some fighting experience. I used to be a Jiu-Jitsu fighter back in my day. I just don't know if that matters compared to the battle maniac Elsa is.
"So, Elsa, if I had to guess you're here to buy this for someone?"
"Yes. That is the jest of it."
"I see. Honestly, you don't look like that type of person to be doing that."
"What type of work would you think I be doing then?" She asked curiously.
"Well, that is the thing, I don't know. Is there a hobby you like doing by any chance?" I fake wondered as I dug around my pocket for a cigarette and lighter. This got her attention, "Want one?"
She nodded and I gave her one. I beckoned Elsa to get closer and she complied. With two flicks the lighter ignited and then I lit her cigarette and mine. Since she came so close to me I could smell her and it pleased me. The aroma that came off her is filled with a hint of perfume and her natural odor. Although, I remembered somewhere in her cloak she is hiding some huge Kukri blades that probably smelled like blood and guts. Yeah, I have mixed feelings at the moment.
I take a small hit from the cigarette and then exhale slowly. Eventually, Elsa follows my example but she lets out a few cute coughs. For just a second I could see her killer exterior falter and be replaced with an ordinary woman. While I enjoyed seeing her like that it disappeared rather quickly. What a shame.
"To answer your question, I enjoy sewing from time to time. While it may not seem like it I guess you can say I am full of surprises."
"Interesting. I can see you doing that." I glanced at her hands and totally not her breasts. "Your hands tell me you don't do anything with a lot of labor."
"Well, I am a woman. I have to take care of myself dear~." The Bowel Hunter briefly touched her braided hair. "And what of you? From your bag and strange metia you just used that you are a foreigner, yes?" She inquired but the look in her eyes I knew better. Information is what she is after.
"Yes, a woman you are true. I totally could not tell." We both chuckled a bit. I took another hit from the cig and she mirrored that action. "I enjoy crafting and analyzing metia of all kinds. I am a foreign inventor of a sort. I just arrived at noon today. The metia from a moment ago is a simple one. I have many more with me."
"Really now? How interesting. You have certainly piqued my interest Sean~. If you don't mind, would you show me another metia?"
"Of course."
I pull out my smartphone and I can immediately tell she doesn't know what she is looking at. It is going to be hilariously fun describing this thing. I pushed my glasses back up to explain to her what it is. Although, something in the pit of my stomach is gnawing at me. I feel that it's about whether showing this device is such a great idea. In the future, I need to hide this because it's worth a fortune and I know damn well I am not giving it up. But I swear I am missing something. I wonder what it is?
"Ah, what is that?"
I follow where she is pointing and on the lock screen, a picture of Elsa is there. Faster than horny teen closing their porn tabs I pressed the lock button on the side of the phone. How the hell did I forget that I have Elsa set as my lock and home screen?! Shit, if I don't fix this quick then I'm gonna be on the floor with my guts out!
cough "I-It's nothing. Just a weird feature that occurs with the metia.
"Alright. I may just be seeing things." Elsa stated as she dropped the topic rather quickly. For a second I thought this run was over. What a close one.
"Anyway, I'll tell you what the metia does. In short, it's a rather advanced version of a Conversing Mirror. For its name, I call it a 'Smartphone'." I answered and she seemed to process the information easily.
"Hmmm, an advanced Conversing Mirror? What makes it so 'advanced' if you don't mind my asking?" The Bowel Hunter asked as she put her cigarette out.
"Where to start? There are many features to the metia. I could go on for hours and you would still be confused. Some do not work because I am not in my home country. So to satisfy your curiosity I will show you one feature. Can you pose for me?" I opened the camera app while she crossed her arms and gave me a seductive smile.
CLICK
After the flash went off I could tell she wanted to react but refrained herself. The last thing she wants to do is blow her cover before she gets her hands on the Insignia. Yeah, I definitely should have warned her before. Being me, I couldn't help myself. Once the photo appeared in the gallery I could see every feature on her face. Even though I got the phone recently I did not take the time to mess with the camera. I had to set this as my lock screen now! Shit shit I am letting myself get carried away. I turn my attention back to her to explain what just occurred. Before I can do that the other two occupants in the room have something to say about what just happened.
"Big Bro what was that light?! Did you just use magic? I wouldn't have guessed you had an affinity for Yang!" Felt commented with a bunch of enthusiasm typical for a girl her age.
"Y're full of surprises aren't ya kid? Just don't go bringing down the place alright. I got a business to run." The Old Giant warned me. Even with Elsa here I felt intimidated by him as well now.
"That flash that you guys saw was not Yang magic. It came from this metia that took a single frame from time and stored it in itself." Looking at their faces I could tell they are confused about this new concept. I turn the screen to the woman in front of me. "This is the result. A lovely woman in all her glory. Impressed?" I said as she analyzed the photo. I could tell from the look on her face she is shocked. Maybe I can try something else. It's worth the risk. "Would you like to take a frame with me?"
"Well, since you've entertained me this far that is the least I can do for you Sean~" Elsa answered and accepted my selfish request.
"Oh, can I join too, Big Bro?" Asked the little thief in the cutest way possible. Too bad for her though because she is not going to ruin this for me.
"Maybe next time, runt." I wicked at Felt. While she is upset I could tell she got the message. I am going to have to make it up to her after all this.
I inhale more smoke as I sit up and move my chair next to the undercover assassin. I position the phone for a selfie and she suddenly puts her arms around my neck. With so much going I feel my face heat up a bit. This is no time to be shy and nervous. I take a moment to relax and let Elsa know I'm taking the picture. As I press the button she kisses my cheek which makes me drop my phone. I barely catch it and I see the result which is me and her close together as she is giving me the gift of a lifetime. Now I know how Subaru feels when he is next to Emilia. I can't help but simp! I have become the thing I swore I would not become!
Getting away from that thought I still feel Elsa on me as she briefly looks over my shoulder. She is looking at the photo with so much interest. It would be best to get her thoughts about it.
"So? Don't we look good?"
"Most certainly, de~ar."
In that single second, I feel one of her hands touch my stomach as she slides it across. The look on her face is adorable, but this is Elsa I'm talking about. That face may be gorgeous but she can't hide her intentions well. I should have known better than she would care about something like that. Now she's gonna gut me like swiss cheese! Then, by the grace of Lady Luck, an abrupt sound fills the entire tavern. This grabs both of our attention as we look at the loli who did this near the bar.
"Ugh, Big Bro stop flirting with my client!" Felt growled as I can see her face redding up a bit. Either from anger or another matter entirely, I can't tell.
Would it be considered a cock block if it is actually a gut block? Regardless, I am relieved nothing happened. Before I can get up from the sit I feel the female assassin next to me grab my hand with much force. Once my ass is back on the chair she gets real close to my ear which I can't help but be turned on and scared for my life!
"Don't go too far now, Sean. I was having fun with you." She cups one of my cheeks softly almost in a loving way. "Once I'm done with the brat you'll be mine." Elsa softly admitted as she licked my cheek. I just hope the others do not see what just occurred.
At that, I get up quickly and place the chair back to its original spot. I retrieve my stuff and head back to the bar where Rom is. When I get there I can hear the old bastard laughing his butt off. Knowing the smelly geezer just saw me get licked like a lollipop by Elsa. I feel the urge to hit him but I know better. I turn back to Felt and Elsa as they begin their negotiation for the Insignia.
With Reinhard nor Emilia being here yet it worries me. Once Felt gives that Insignia to Elsa then she will start going all psycho on us. I need to think of a plan fast and if I am not careful then I can end up getting killed. The outcomes I thought of earlier pop up back in my head. If I do not act now then I will miss the window of opportunity needed. The last thing I want is to get a brief meeting with Envy herself.
I look at Rom hoping he understands. I don't want to attract Elsa's attention so being subtle is key. For some odd reason, he gets the memo. The man gets closer and I whisper the words as quietly as possible.
"Elsa is…an assassin."
A brief look of fear appears on his face. I can tell his lack of response is his way of believing me. The giant nods and prepares himself for what is to come next. I turn around as I hear that Felt and Elsa have reached the end of their negotiations. Darn, I thought the runt would be a bit more greedy and drag the deal a bit longer. Seems like Elsa traded all the coins that the bastard "client" gave her. When I see that clown he is going to get it. Then I see them both getup and speak to one another.
"There you go, lady. Now you can get out of here. Pleasure doing business." Felt ordered as she attempted to grab the bag. A greedy grin plastered on her face knowing she made a profit. That is until the assassin in front of her grabbed her wrist rather roughly. "What the hell!? Let go you crazy bitch!"
"Ara ara, I believe I have one thing left to do," Elsa replies with a sinister look in her eyes that Felt misses.
"Wait, Elsa. Or should I say, Elsa Granhiert, The Bowel Hunter." I didn't want to do this but with no Reinhard here I have to resort to revealing her true identity. No turning back now.
This gets Felt and Rom to tense up. Felt pushes herself off the table and quickly unsheathes her dagger to defend herself. Behind me, I can hear Rom get his signature club. However, the woman in front of us licks her lips in delight. I can sense the malicious intent radiating off her which is not sitting well with me. Damn, I hate what is going to come next. I need to try avoiding a fight. The three of us in this tight tavern are no match for a trained killer. I recall that Elsa is not much of a fighter so predicting her strikes is going to be easier. She is going to aim for the vitals and mainly the stomach. Other than that, I have nothing else to use. This is infuriating to deal with on the first day here.
"I see, Sean. You knew who I was all along. And I was having so much fun with you. For once I felt like a regular woman." A pink hue adores her face. "I can tell you meant every word. It made my cold heart jump a bit. Still, I will find more pleasure in seeing your insi~des." The Bowel Hunter admits as she pulls her Kukri blades from within her cloak.
"Elsa, you don't have to do this. I can help you." I pleaded to hope that a certain OP bastard would knock down the roof any second now.
"Help me? I am not damsel in distress. As I said I am here on business and I intend to fulfill it."
"Really now? Getting the Insignia and killing us is the entire reason? You're just a pawn in a game you cannot even comprehend."
At that remark, she reveals a bit of anger which is unusual for her. With the way things are going, I am going to have to stall a bit longer! Time to use one of my trump cards on her. Once I say this to her there is no going back now. I can kiss canon goodbye for sure. Well, that is if I even live from this freaking run!
"Sean dear~, don't say such things. I will save your bowels for last so that I may savor and cherish them!" Elsa barks back and prepares to slice us down.
"You don't have to listen to Mama, Elsa. She's not here." I declared and the room grew uncomfortably quiet.
Just like that, I see a hint of fear appear in Elsa's eyes which then disappears. The other two are clueless and are trying to understand what the hell is going on. Since I am revealing such a name they will not care much, but the Bowel Hunter knows whom I am referring to.
Her employer is the one who set her on this mission and will be the one that punishes her and Meili if they fail. That worthless scum is known as Capella, Sin Archbishop of Lust. If it wasn't for her enslaving Elsa and Meili at the lowest points of their lives they would not have to suffer. Capella only cares about her organization that is full of individuals that are loved by none. This makes them obedient to her through the power she wields which makes them 'love' her. However, that 'love' is just their fear overwhelming them knowing that they are powerless to go against her. The Archbishop then can do as she pleases with her 'children' and fulfill that need her Authority gives her. I hope in time to put an end to all the misery she has caused. For now, the least I can do first is to free the Assassin Sisters from their cruel demise.
I clench my fists trying to steel my resolve. I have to get through to her to make a difference. "Mama is just a delusional individual. She preys on the weak for her benefit." I look at the female assassin dead in the eyes as she looks at me with a blank stare. "You don't have to follow her orders, Elsa. She cannot hurt you if you never return in the first place. Even if she sends people out to hunt you down, or comes herself, I'll make sure nothing happens. Just please, abandon this mission that Mama gave you from that damn clown!" I projected my absolute will into that statement in hopes that it will reach her. Somewhere deep down I know there is another side of Elsa that yearns for an ordinary life. A woman who wishes to be free of her past so that she and her sister figure can be at peace. To wash away the sins of all the lives she has taken to satisfy her dark desire. Even if she knows that she does not deserve to be saved she can't help but yearn for it. Although, that side is not in control at the moment. I can tell she intends to end this. This is not what I hoped would happen.
"To think you were aware of the entirety of my assignment. What you don't understand is that what Mama desires, she will have. Even if it is the life of another or my own. That is how powerful and absolute she is." The deadly assassin twirls her blades preparing to initiate her attack. "While I despise her I accept my fate as her tool. Because I, the Bowel Hunter, do not need to feel sympathy from you. I will carry out my duty." After she said that I can feel the tension in the air. The slightest bit of movement will spark the beginning of this battle.
Suddenly, she moves like a blur and goes straight for Felt. The blond thief responds by evading her attack and aims for a quick jab. Predicting this, Elsa parries it with ease and follows up with a horizontal slash of her own. Felt tries her best to block it but the force of the attack made her stumble and lose her footing. As she falls I watch in horror as the runt I came to enjoy being around about to be murdered in front of my eyes. That is until the giant behind me launches his club towards the assassin which she kicked with equal force and sent it towards a beam. This gave Felt the chance to retreat and get herself back together. Even with Felt's Divine Protection, Elsa can match her speed and I can tell she plans on using it next. I need to warn her that getting too close to the other woman is hopeless. What's needed at the moment is reinforcements for God's sake.
I then see Rom throw a barrage of punches that seem wild and loaded with power. His oversized fists just miss Elsa by a few centimeters. She avoids each strike effortlessly and from my eyes it's like she is dancing. Seeing an opportunity, I grab the club from the beam and toss it to Rom which he silently thanks me. I make my way to Felt as the two individuals continue to duke it out.
"You alright, runt? Did she get you?" I asked anxiously, glancing around Felt to make sure.
"I'm fine, Big Bro. She's just too fast for me. But Rom is going to get her for sure I know it!" Felt replied with confidence. Deep down I know Rom is no match for her and he is stalling her so that we can escape. So I make a quick decision on the fly.
"Felt, leave now." I urged the little girl and began to push her to the door.
"No! I won't leave you guys behind!" I could see the tears in her eyes. It hurt me to see her like this. For the life of me, the last thing I want to see is her die from this mess.
"Listen, just go get help from someone. I'll watch Rom's back." I assured Felt and she surprised me by hugging me. I pat her head to calm her down.
"Just promise me you guys will live, okay?"
"I promise. Now go!"
Just like that, she ran like the wind and I turn back around just in time for Rom to slam his club on the floor, resulting in the majority of the floor caving in. Elsa then uses this as an opening to put an end to the old giant. Despite that, I react just in time and grab a chair to launch it right at her. As it is about to hit its mark she destroys the chair with a simple flick of her blade. Rom then retreats next to me. With just the two of us, I feel the odds are not in our favor. Then again, the odds were never in our favor, to begin with, but I am trying to make myself feel better. With the cancer stick still in my mouth, I take one last hit and flick it away.
"Thanks for the help, kid. I just wish you would have left with Felt." Rom muttered with slight annoyance.
"Jeez, so that you can be alone with a baddie of a woman? Come on man I was talking to her first." I replied sarcastically. We both shared a light-hearted chuckle until we put our focus back on the black-haired assassin.
"So sweet of you to say, Se~an. When I am done with the giant I will enjoy every bit of you." Stated Elsa with a sadistic smile on her face.
"Nah, this geezer can't fight anymore. He'll sit this out. It's just you and me beautiful. This is our dance." Once I said that Rom nods to me. He decides to back up towards the door leaving just the two of us. I expected Elsa to launch a blade towards him and it did not come. She seemed to accept my proposition to battle me alone.
"I would have never let him and that brat escape, but for you, I will allow it this one time. Show me what you can do Sean. I want to enjoy this new feeling I get from you even more!" declared Elsa as she opens her arms wide, welcoming me.
"I hope I don't disappoint, mademoiselle," I responded, feeling the adrenaline start to run in my body. It has been a while since I have been in a fight. This time though it is for my life.
Even if I die here I feel at ease knowing that the other two managed to run away. Now I need to apply all the knowledge I have on battling the Bowel Hunter.
As she stood there I dash towards her intending to at least disarm her. I don't want to hurt Elsa even if she possesses the Curse Doll ability. The more damage she takes then the less amount of control she has of her power. If I want to save her from her fate then I need to show her that I intend to do so through my actions.
I throw a hard right hook which she ducks from and prepares to open my innards. By some miracle, my body reacts by grabbing her wrist before I can register that I did. Elsa seems startled a bit and attempts to cut me again with her other blade. Again, I respond with such speed that I never knew I had. At this point, I have her held down.
"Ara ara, Sean. You blocked both my strikes. So you are a charming and skilled individual indeed. Let us continue so that I may rejoice in this battle with you!" She then proceeds to try and sweep my legs until I blocked her attack with my own. Having no other choice she lifts both her legs before I can stop her. I then feel my head stuck in between her thighs suffocating me. At a time like this, my mind can't help feeling stimulated from this which is worrying me. I then hear her begin to speak in a tone I have never heard. It sounded to me like she's-
"AHHH, YES SEAN! GIVE ME MORE OF THIS FEEEELING!" Elsa shouted with such an erotic tone it scared me.
"Ghk, I-I-should feel hap-py that you're excited, Elsa. I jus-t can't seem to breathe beca-uuse of you." I muttered with what oxygen I have left. I can feel myself about to blackout even though my face is practically in her crotch. If I end up dying this way I will be embarrassed! I die being a massive pervert! Even so, I have to let go of her if I want to get some air back into my lungs.
I quickly release myself from her hold and she pushes herself off me. I suck in the air that my lungs are dying for and I reseat my glasses appropriately. Across from me, I see Elsa practically overwhelmed with whatever sensation she is feeling at the moment. I can't tell if she's turned on by me or my guts; definitely the latter.
The look in her eyes worries me the most. I feel like some type of shota about to be devoured by a big titty oneesan or something. She then initiates the next round of our fight. With her blades beside her, she moves too quickly for my eyes to follow. Then my body decides to crouch and I narrowly avoid another gut slash. I then try to aim for her legs which I miss miserably. The reason is that she decides to knee me in the face. I let out a grunt as I fly back a bit by the force of the hit.
I can feel my nose and lip are both busted up quite a bit. The slight taste of iron sweeps into my mouth as I then spit it out. If this keeps up then I will be dead by the time Reinhard gets here. I am not looking forward to getting my guts spread out though now it's looking like a possibility! Suddenly, Elsa rushes me, not even giving me a break. I pour as much strength to get back up and my body refuses to do so. It seems like there is no way out of this situation. I am fucked!
I then feel many sharp objects impact my body. I look down and I see what seem to be throwing knives. I forget Elsa uses those damn knives! When I was struggling to get up she probably decided to use that. The question is: why? Then, like a ton of bricks, she pounces on me leaving me out of breath and defeated.
"I have you now, Se~an. This is the first time I have not gutted someone immediately. Consider yourself special to me." The Bowel Hunter admits as she puts some force on one of the knives on my leg. I shout from the overwhelming pain and I can see she's loving every second of it. She continues, "That's it, dear. I can now enjoy all of you to myself. I will find out what this feeling is once I see your bowels~."
Elsa then puts her entire weight onto my crotch. If I was not in this situation at the moment I would be hard as a rock. Still, I had hoped it would not end up like this. What the hell was I thinking?! No way in hell was I going to beat Elsa in a 1v1 fight! Especially without using some type of weapon.
"Sure, whatever. You win. Just answer me something real quick." I asked.
"What is it, dear?" Elsa replied.
"You were going easy on me, weren't you?"
I got my answer when she gave me that sadistic smile again. Of fucking course she was going easy. That just stings my pride even more honestly. I was giving my best effort and she is going off and giving me a handicap? Man, I should have kept Rom here and we might have done a bit more stalling. Although, that would have been a major risk for the old giant because she would not have hesitated to kill him. From the start, she wanted me and me alone. I was a fool and I fell into her trap.
"Even though I'm going to die, I'm just glad you're not hurt, Elsa," I admitted with a weak smile. Elsa seems a bit taken back from that comment. That is until she pushes on another knife and I am back to screaming again.
"Worried about my well-being? I will truly savor this moment, Se~an. You are the first person to have fought me with no lethal intention. It is truly fascinating. I can feel my heart bursting with excitement!" Elsa uttered with such a terrifying face. To me, it seems like her ability is taking a hold on her even now. Son of a bitch.
The Bowel Hunter decides then to switch over to her blades. It seems like it is the time where I am going to die just like Subaru. Only the difference is I put up some kind of fight and saved the people in the tavern. Once Reinhard gets here I'll be dead and it will be up to them to finish the fight. It's a win-win in my book but I know Satella is going to send my ass right back into the fray.
I close my eyes and await my death. Even though my death is going to be short I have been curious how it feels. Just before I can feel a blade puncture my abdomen I hear a thunderous noise from my right side. That direction is the tavern entrance and there is now a gaping hole. I see Elsa turn in that direction and we both see a group of individuals. That attack was definitely Reinhard and standing behind him is the runt and smelly giant himself. In the far back, Emilia is hiding with Puck. I am just glad the whole gang's here. I swear I thought my terrible luck was going to get me killed. I can use this chance to turn the tides in our favor while Elsa is distracted.
With the swiftness of a thief, I grab the item from her side pocket and rob her of her magical cloak. Elsa catches on and is about to retaliate until a few ice projectiles are sent her way. The assassin easily evades the surprise attack and retreats further away in the tavern. I pocket the badge and throw the cloak near my belongings. If I don't want to be a nuisance to others I need to move quickly. More blood leaks out from my wounds due to having knives embedded into them. Now I understand how Genji feels all the time. I need healing!
A few paces away from me Reinhard and the others reach me just in time. I was beginning to wonder when the hell this bastard was going to show up. "About time Rein! Elsa was going to gut me, man." The Sword Saint offers me a hand and Felt is quick to get by my side.
"I deeply apologize, Sean. I encountered the others on my way here. Seems we all have an issue with Elsa." Reinhard replied with sincerity in his words.
"I'm just glad you're okay Big Bro!" Felt said.
"Same here, lad. You kept that woman busy. Well, barely." Rom joked.
"Whatever you guys say. Just get me up before I'm sitting on a puddle of my blood."
While the others have spoken to me I have yet to hear from Emila and Puck. Although, from the look in the half-elf eyes it seems like she wants to say something. That is until her Great Spirit beat her to it. Great, I am going to have to deal with this moron.
"Well, don't worry young man! Lia and I will help you out. Right, Lia?" Puck asked.
"U-uh yes! I can heal you right away." Emilia murmured as she proceeds to get near me to begin the healing process. Across from me, Elsa and Reinhard are having their showdown consisting of glaring at each other. This for sure is the end of it all. However, I have to make sure that the deadly assassin of a woman does not target the others while they are dueling.
"Ara ara, you know it is rude to interrupt two individuals when they are alone~." The Bowel Hunter glances at me and winks. I let out a chuckle and Felt glares at me. "Still, the more the merrier. I have more guts to see now~. And would I have the name of the one I am going to battle?" Elsa inquired as she twirled her blades. Her gaze is still lingering on Reinhard.
"I am Reinhard van Astrea, the Sword Saint of the Dragon Kingdom of Lugnica. By the way, your dress, the color of your hair, and the blades you wield, you are Elsa Granhiert, 'The Bowel Hunter.'" Reinhard stated as kept his hand on top of his scabbard.
"Yes, indeed I am. Now show me Sword Saint what you can do! Prepare yourself!" In a blink of an eye, Elsa had directed multiple slashes at him. In the end, he deflected them using the scabbard itself. "You offend me, Sir Reinhard. You dare not wield your sword. Are you mocking me?" The assassin asked as she retreated to her original position.
"Forgive me, I can only call upon the blade when it deems my opponents worthy," Reinhard admitted.
"Tck. Then you will die a fool for underestimating me!"
Seeing their fight picking back up I can feel Emilia's mana within me. I take a brief look at her as she is focused entirely on saving me. Felt at the same time is pulling each knife when Emilia tells her to. Being so up close to the half-elf I can see how beautiful she is that it is quite scary. I mean she looks like Satella except for a few differences to her wardrobe. Above her, Puck is keeping a lookout for any sign that Elsa will target her. It will only be a matter of time before he has to go back into the crystal to rest. Though with Reinhard here he is not needed. Suddenly, I twitch a bit from the pain of the healing.
"Sorry! Just bear with it for a few more moments." Emilia assured me which sort of helped.
"I know but we need to hurry if we want Reinhard to fight seriously," I responded, which the half-elf nods in agreement. I then turn to Felt due to the fact I need a favor, "Felt, grab a sword off the wall so Rein can use it!"
"What?!" Felt asked.
"Just do it!"
"Fine Big Bro." Felt hops over the bar and quickly grabs a rusty sword. "Hey Red, catch!" With surprising strength, she launches the blade right at him as he catches it without even looking. At the same time, he is holding off Elsa effortlessly. I swear this guy is way too strong for his own good.
"Okay. You're healed. Sean was it?" Emilia innocently asked which got on my nerves. From above I can feel that damn spirit glaring at me but that doesn't matter. Getting this over with is the main priority. That way I won't have to deal with Emilia ever again.
"Just leave him be, Lia. Darn, my time's up. You know what to do if you need me, Lia." Puck spoke as Emilia nodded. Then he disappears, returning to the crystal that is around the half-elf's neck.
"Yeah yeah. Anyway, Rein!" Said man briefly looks at me. "You're good to go! Just don't hurt her too much, okay?" I shouted knowing that he probably just wants her dead no matter what.
"Thank you, Sean. I will do my best. Though, I cannot say the same for you, Bowel Hunter." Reinhard declared which made the female assassin kick up her never-ending assault.
"Do your worst! I will have all your bowels in no time!" Elsa rushed Reinhard with everything she has. Slash after slash, kick after kick, to no avail, the assassin persisted. She is practically jumping off of every surface trying to land at least one hit. The red-haired knight though resists all her advances without much effort. At this point, I feel like Elsa is going to die in this timeline. Come on! Right when I meet the girl of my dreams the world has to kill her off!
The Sword Saint evades one last strike and plants his knee into her abdomen, knocking the wind out of her. Elsa flies across the tavern and impacts the wall with a loud thud. As she quickly tries to get up I see Reinhard preparing his ultimate move. In all honesty, it is better to see it in person.
"Now then, let's end this. Swordplay of the Astrea Family!" Reinhard raises the rusty sword above his head. An astounding amount of mana is sucked from the atmosphere as his blade starts to emit a bright white light. I have to turn away because my eyes can barely take the strain from looking at it. Then, he swings the sword down in front of him and plans to vaporize Elsa and whatever else is near her. It went exactly as the anime did and almost destroyed the tavern. All that I can see at this point is a large amount of dust and debris all around me. Yeah, I am going to need to remind Reinhard not to do that indoors.
Once my vision is cleared up I can see the Sword Saint standing by himself, victorious. I knew this was going to be the result and I can't help but smile. Reinhard is indeed powerful and at the same time soft to his core. I do not envy him because the role he has takes a special kind of character to fulfill it. Without a doubt, he is truly beloved by the world.
"Forgive me, you fought well. May you rest peacefully now." Reinhard said as he watched the once rusty blade turn to ashes.
"Man, I expected you to hold back a bit Rein. Now Rom doesn't have a home." I joked which made the knight and geezer look at me.
"I apologize, Sean and Rom. It seems I may need to train more." The Sword Saint admitted as slightly rubs his head.
"Great! Who is gonna pay for this?!" Rom shouted.
"Quiet down you geezer. You're hurting my ears." I briefly try to shield my ears from his booming voice. That is until I realize I feel someone's arms around my chest. I look down and see Felt looking relieved that the fight is over. This runt needs to learn personal space. "Felt." The blond thief looks up at me with a cute blush. "You can let go of me now." I stated with an amused look on my face. After she is off me I can stand again and a few bones pop as I do.
"The fight is now over everyone. You may all be at ease." Reinhard affirms.
"Thank you, Reinhard and Sean. I am glad the two of you aided me in this fight." Emilia offers us both a quick bow which the knight does also. I choose to ignore her because something is not right.
Elsa is dead at the moment and it will be only a matter of time until her ability gets her back up. Reinhard doesn't know this and I need to warn him quickly or else someone is going to get hurt. Before I can do that the destroyed part of the tavern is breached from the Bowel Hunter. She is moving too quickly for Reinhard to stop her and I know she is aiming for Emilia. I decide then to meet her head-on and prevent any other disaster from happening. Having no weapons I can only slow her down by using what I learned from Jiu-Jitsu. As she is about to slice me I redirect the attack to my shoulder and I grabbed her forearms. I swing my leg behind hers which makes her fall as I now have her in place. Damn, that blade is digging into my shoulder which is making it hard to hold her. I don't want her ending up in some prison cell to rot. So, I am going to do something that I am either going to regret or that will pay off in the long run.
I lower myself near her ear and whisper, "Run, Elsa."
The Bowel Hunter then glances at me in surprise and somehow kicks me off of her. Reinhard decides to act and tries to grab her which she narrowly evades. She performs a few acrobatic moves which I am indeed impressed by. As Elsa reaches the top of the tavern she takes a moment to stare back down on us all. Although, I can tell she is mostly looking at me.
"I may have failed this day, but I will ensure that all your bowels will be mine." The assassin then decides to redirect her attention to me. "My dear Se~an. I will certainly enjoy the day that you will be mine. Till then, hold onto this for me." Elsa throws her blade right at me as it embeds itself in front of my feet. I look back at her and she just smiles as she makes her escape back to Meili.
Well, that was one hell of a battle. Now I know all the knights in the capital are going to be swarming to find her. No way in hell they are going to find her. At least Elsa was kind of enough to say goodbye in her unique way. Now all I want to do is take a nap! I then remember I have a hole in my shoulder as I fall back on my knees. I just can't seem to get a break.
"Sean! Are you alright? Lady Emilia, please heal Sean's wound once more!" Reinhard said as he got to my side.
"Okay!" Emilia replies.
"Sorry for being a nuisance to you guys. Seems like I am only good for being a meat shield. Argh, that freaking stings!" I hissed out as Emilia just about finished the job.
"Sorry!" Emilia said.
"Now now, Sean. You played a crucial role in this bout. If it was not for you then the Bowel Hunter would have harmed Lady Emilia." The Sword Saint proclaimed which did make sense. I look at the half-elf and she nods in agreement.
"Fine. Whatever you say. Man, I need a cigarette."
"Though that reminds me, Sean, did you perhaps know the Bowel Hunter before this?" Reinhard asked in a thoughtful tone.
"I have heard of her exploits from others. She is no stranger to where I come from. A gorgeous face like hers is hard to forget haha." I responded to which Reinhard accepted my answer rather easily.
"Sean, do you perhaps know where my Insignia is?" questioned Emilia.
"Ahhh! That crazy lady still has it! Am I right bro?!" Felt yelled in complete worry.
"Sheesh, take a chill pill will ya? On the contrary, I was able to snatch it back from Elsa when I grabbed her cloak." I elaborated which put the others back at ease.
"I expected no less from you, Sean. You continue to impress me. Perhaps we should have you join within the ranks of us knights?" The redhead offered which only made me roll my eyes.
"Nope. I'm good. Thanks, Reinhard." I turn my attention back to Emilia. "You know, this could have been avoided if you just took better care of your badge." While I feel like roasting Emilia I know it is not the right place or time. I just want to head to some inn to relax for a bit. Going with Emilia will be what Roswaal wants me to do. I continue, "Anyway, I have it in my pocket. Here you go try not to lose it again." I reach my hand out to her intending to give the Insignia back to her. That is until everyone in the room is staring at me. I notice Reinhard and Emilia have faces filled with shock and awe. I turn to Felt and Rom and they are just completely clueless as to what is happening. However, I notice they are not looking at me but the palm of my hand. I take a glance. I swear my eyeballs almost shot out of my sockets. Why am I so unlucky?! The insignia is glowing for some odd reason!
"Sean Wang. Please do not move." The Sword Saint commanded as he held my arms in place.
"Rein buddy. This is all just a big misunderstanding." I pleaded.
"What is your age?"
"24."
"Do you have any family members?"
"None. I'm all alone. Can you let go of me already?"
"Again, I apologize Sean. You will have to be coming with me."
"Oh come on! There has to be a proper answer for this! Oh I know, maybe the light from the moon reflected off it! Yeah, that's it!"
"Amusing as that sounds, Sean, lying will not help in this case," Reinhard said with slight amusement in his tone.
"Why does the world hate me so much," I murmured to which everyone else laughed a bit. I then hand the insignia back to its original owner.
"Thank you. I hope to meet you again, Sean. On better terms of course." Emilia stated to which I offered a small smile. I just hope I don't start going soft for this girl. She's all trouble in my opinion.
"Well let me get my stuff before we go Reinhard." Retrieving my belongings and my ever-growing Elsa Granhiert collection, we both make our way out of the tavern. I turn back around one time almost forgetting something, "You coming guys?"
"Us?" Felt and Rom asked in unison.
"No, Emilia. Of course you two idiots! Come on, this is my way of helping you guys out." I responded to which they both looked hesitant.
"Sean, are you sure of this?" Reinhard asked.
"Absolutely. They are good people. I would hate to just leave them here." I replied.
"Very well. It is fine with me also. Come along you two." The Sword Saint beckoned the two and they followed his order.
"Think of it this way guys, you're outta the Slums after this. Though I will make sure to help you repair that tavern, Rom." I commented to which made Felt ecstatic and Rom sighing in what I think is depression.
As we made our way I could see knights run-up to our area and begin searching for what happened. Even though the battle is over they have to ensure that they clean up what just transpired. Still, I hope Emilia meets up with Ram shortly. I am just done with this day overall.
"Man, I could go for a shower right now. I got blood everywhere." I said to which the others just decide to laugh at my misery.
"Please, bear with it Sean. I just need to confirm something when we return to my home." Reinhard replied.
So, this is how my first day ends here, huh? Honestly, this is not what I expected. I just cannot believe how unlucky I am! Can't I get a break? What am I even saying? Of course, I can't. Just what does the future hold for me now? Hopefully, it's nothing too bad. Right?
A/N: End of Arc 1! What new exciting and troubling events await Sean? Tune in next time for Arc 2!
Also, thank you to all those in the Reactionist Discord that showed interest in this story of mine. I hope you all enjoyed it. If you want to reach me there just look for Simpbaru.
Well, see you next time amigos!