Metal clashed against metal, the resounding clang thumbing through the air as…
A curious of cheers broke out amongst the crowd, the two heavy metal beer mugs being pulled back, A high orc chieftess downing her drink with a hearty chuckle as a red blush adored her cheeks showing how much of the alcohol she had already had.
The second drink was taken by Barbatos himself, happily downing the beer along with the monster women, smiling around as the numerous gathered women as the few with their husband joined in on the merry drinking within the campground they were staying at for the night.
Leaning back, the white haired gunbreaker felt the soft fur of his wolf-like companion, her armors coiling around his neck as she pressed her body against his back, nozzingly into his hair with an affectionate growl.
"I can't believe we did that" Syr spoke, the elf girl nursing her own beer as she watched the camp happily go about their business, avopiding looking at the many copupls having sex on the ground in a drunken haze.
"We got lucky there that's for sure" Barbatos agreed, accepting another mug of beer as the chieftess sat down across from the three, having returned with more drink for them to enjoy by the fire.
"Lucky? You have the a whole band of amazons begging for you to make love to them after you defeated their leader boy" she said, chuckling fondly at the memory of finding the leading amazon with her head buried into the bark of a tree as the younger amazons threw themselves at the gunbreakers feet asking for him to take them as his wives.
Yes wives.
They all wanted to share the as they said, strongest man they have ever met.
Lyra was very vocal about why that wasn't going to happen.
Anyway, back to the campfire.
"If you hadn't appeared we would have had to fight more of the savages" Syr spoke as the older women smiled at them.
"Those lot just know when it's time to tuck tail and run, my girls would have whipped to floor with them, but your boy there had already taken care of most of them" she said as Barabtos chuckled at the memory of how the fight had gone.
The opening bout was strong but, yeah the amazon leader really couldn't keep up with him after the first few clashes.
And sending her flying across the clearing with a cheeky kick was just icing on the cake.
He wasn't sorry about the fight, he just expected a bit more. Oh well not everyone could be a primal monster made of aether and pure rage.
"Still if it wasn't for your help Olire we wouldn't have gotten away from them" the man replied as the chieftess shook her head.
"All i did was give ya a space to rest for the night boy, you are you wives did not need to have those horny wimps nipping at your dick" Olire replied, getting a laugh as they three of them blushed at her words, only Lyra taking her words with pride.
"W-we aren't like that" Syr muttered sipping at her beer before she looked towards an awkwardly blushing barbatos. Shaking her head, she turned back towards the older monster girl. "Still, thank you for letting us share camp with you, are you heading towards Visorhold as well?" she asked as the high orc smiled at the elf.
Oh she could only wish she could see how these three ended up fucking each other sensless when they all finally got together.
Till then she will enjoy teasing the elf girl more.
"Not this season girly, A few of my girls have went to the collage to train for a while, just stopped in to see how they were doing before we continued on back to the demon realms, some strange things have been propping up along the usual coastal routes we orcs travel and I need to inform the royals" Olire spoke as Barabtos narrowed his eyes at her words.
"What kind of strange things?" he asked slowly, losing all semblance of his drinking buzz, getting a raised eyebrow from the older woman.
"Some mermaids coming to shore in a fright, getting spooked by something big in the waters around their caves, don't know anything about it but it's huge" Olire explained as Barabtos growled at that.
He knew who was causing issues for the ocean faring women. And it wouldn't be getting away from it for long.
"You know something boy?" Olires words brought the man out of his thoughts as he looked up to see the women staring intently at him.
"Maybe, best to inform the royals like you said, just tell me where's the best place to find some of the merfolk that spoke about it and I'll handle it from there" Barabtos said as the women narrowed her eyes on him.
"Well your already heading in the right direction, further from Visorhold is the docklands that take a few traders and travelers off towards Dragonia, we picked up the wares from them when we started hearing about all of this, even some dragons coming into the docks were spooked about something in one of the volcanoes" she explained as the man sighed in annoyance.
Looks like he would be heading off towards this dragonia place too.
"I have a feeling you're going to have a lot of travelling ahead of ya boy" the high orc chuckled as Barabtos smiled slightly at her.
"Nothing I'm not used to, best get to the college first, the faster I sort out this license the faster we can hit the road again" he replied as the high orc smiled proudly at his spirit.
"Best be careful in that vplace, a man like you will have a few to many girls fighting over him" she said, laughing as Lyra hugged the boy possicessly from behind as Syr got a sharp look in her eyes.
"On that, I actually forgot to send something off to Visorhold before leaving, mind taking this towards someone for me" Olire asked, taking out a letter and holding it towards the white haired man.
Gently taking the letter, Barabtos was surprised by how nice the paper felt, the etching in the right hand corner looking very expensive and very well done before it was sealed.
"It's for a young girl, she's named Lorpar, a wind dragon that is trying to make a name for herself in Visorhold" Olire explained as the three looked at her with interest. "She is a tough one but her mother worries a bit for her, this is directly from her mother will probably be checking in on her and how her cafe is going" she added, taking a large sip of her drink as Barbatos nodded to her.
"I'll deliver it to her, what's the cafe called?" he asked as the older woman smiled.
"Cafe dragon maid, you'll find her easy enough inside the place, short green haired cutie, would give your wolf wife there a run for her money in how nice her legs are, if your interested in having a cute maid take care of you that is" she teased as Barabtos looked away awkwardly at her words.
Oh he was just too easy.
As the night went on, Barabtos found himself sleeping in his tent, Lyra snuggled up on his check sleeping like a rock and drooling on him. On his right was Syr, shifting in her sleep as she tried not to end up cuddling the man like the wolf shamelessly was.
"Just come here if you're cold," barbatos muttered, hooking an arm around the elf as she gave a startled yelp from being pulled closer to the man.
"W-what B-but" Syr stuttered as Barbatos smiled sleepily at her.
"We have a long day ahead of us, so sleep already" he muttered, his hand giving her side a little squeeze as Syr barely held in the moan of delight from having the man hold her like this.
She wasn't against it but...at least warn her first damnit!
Smiling at the two women in his arms, Barabtos thought back to how much he had learned from speaking with the high orc his smiling disappearing at the thought of the two primals he had already learned about.
Leviathan he could handle, the sea snake was big but a well place gunblade to the throat tended to take care of anything really.
The bigger issue was the one in dragonia.
That one...that one was going to take a bit more luck, he barely survived the last time it was summoned.
And he really didn't want to put these two in danger when fighting that one.
Not again.
The next morning, Barbatos, Lyra and Syr were standing in front of the orc chieftess as she handed them a few supplies to get them to Visorhold without going hungry.
"Be sure to make some good stories to tell next time we meet boy" Olire said, smiling at the man and his two wives, made their way down the road towards Visorhold.
Well future wives.
Oh she was so getting an invite to the wedding there was no way she was going to miss seeing that festive event.
"She was nice, much better than the mean old amazons"Lyra spoke, skipping ahead of the other two the tails of her monk outfit weaved around her as if mimicking her excitement as well.
"Her tribe was pleasant to have as company, not as savage as the amazons that's for sure" Syr commented as she caught up with the wolf girl, happily chatting to her about what they could do once they reached Visorhold.
Barbatos smiled at the back of the two of them, watching as the archer and the monk were getting along with each other, he honestly thought they would be at each other's throats. The image of the two shifted in his vision, becoming a vision of his fellow sicons as they had just returned from defeating another primal.
The thought brought a frown to the man's face as he remembered he wasnt home anymore.
And he didn't have anyone like Thancred of Y'shtola to back him up against the monster he was going to fight.
Sooner rather than later.
Shaking his head, the man looked towards the sky, coming to a stop as the clear view made him smile.
Even if it wasn't home, he would do what anyone else from the scions would. He would save it from the primals.
But first things first, he needed to get into that college and get a lot more information on where the others could be.
KNowing where two of them were is fine, not knowing where 6 of them were was very troubling.
Before he could think of it further something faint caught his attention. Turning his head the man noticed a purple light flicker in the distance behind the trees. Disappearing from view in a flash as if...it was as fast as lightning.
Smiling at what he saw, the man turned to see Lyra and Syr giving him an odd look before he moved to catch up with them.
"What was that About?" Lyra asked, looking at her future husband in confusion.
"Nothing much, just, something from an old friend," Barabtos replied as he walked ahead of the two, making them look at his back in confusion. Not noticing a faint crackle of purple sparks disappearing further into the forest, it's message having been received by the warrior of light.
Trekking down the road, the three travelers had been walking for a few hours, stopping for lunch and a snack here and there before moving forward.
As they moved, Lyra had informed barbatos as much as she could about what was going on in the world, from how the royals of the demon realm seemed hellbent on making every single man into a husband for one of their kin.
And how the Order of the chief goddess was very very against the idea of her followers becoming mindless fuck machines.
"Why would they do that?!" Barabtos yelled as Lyra flinched back, covering her ears at how loud he was.
"Don't be so loud, my ears hurt" she whimpered as barbatos sighed, pulling the wolf into a hug as she calmed down instantly at his touch.
"Sorry Lyra, its just, why the hell would they cut their own balls off, all to avoid having sex with a monster girl?" he said as Syr winced at his words.
"It's not the best practice but some of the more...crazy fanatics of the order want to make sure they are never seen as desirable to a monster girl" the elf explained as Barabtos shook his head.
There's crazy and then there's mutilating yourself.
And he's seen crazy, I mean he fought a chick that brought her dead husband back to life as a giant demon eyeball.
Not one of his best outings that's for sure.
"Lets, keep going, I think I see the city from here" Barbatos said, walking forward as the three came to the crust of the hill.
And what lay beyond was their next destination.
Visorhold.
The city where this crazy adventure would really start for the three.
Adjusting her hat, the elf girl smiled at her two companions as Lyra bounced on her feet, ready to get started into some fights and training with her monk gauntlets.
Barbatos looked on towards the city, seeing buildings stretch across the land and monsters and humans milling about their day, going about their business and walking through the markets as their lives continued on without issue.
Up on the hill was a much larger castle-like building, a huge field with a stage-like seating area just being seen at this distance.
And what seemed to be mages and other fighters training within. Fire and sparks being thrown around them as numerous others clashed swords of used spells to protect or dodge around from attacking them.
Seems like the college was going to be a very interesting experience for them.