Chapter 189: Ambiguity
As if a chain reaction, after the Paladin suffering from the "hereditary fatal congenital incurable disease" collapsed, the remaining Adventurers also fell one after another. Then, several so-called "good brothers" would always rush forward, crying and shouting for a while, before each grabbing an arm or a leg.
If the one who "collapsed" was a Druid, the brothers would strongly demand he transform into a Werewolf so that a fifth person could "lift" his tail, and then they would vanish in a flash.
Before long, the usually bustling Central Avenue was left with only gusts of lonely, chilly wind blowing through.
As for me, I was immersed in a huge sense of satisfaction. What was this called? This was called "subduing the enemy without fighting"! I never expected to have such a great deterrent force in the eyes of those Monsters. Hehe, I'm so embarrassed.
"You should turn over a new leaf from now on, don't do bad things anymore, or I'll cut off your little penis."
I stood on my tiptoes and waved goodbye in a friendly manner to the backs of the last group of "Monsters" leaving. Then, their figures noticeably stooped, and they all collapsed onto the street.
"Hey! How can you be so careless when walking?"
Shaking my head, I was about to go back when suddenly a rumbling sound came from the Devil King's Cave ahead (how did another one pop up?). My whole body jolted.
This is bad. Could this be the collapse event that has a 99% chance of happening after defeating the Final Boss?
A scene immediately flashed in my mind—several figures were running at full speed in the long cave. The ground beneath their feet had already begun to crack, millstone-sized rocks were constantly falling from the cave ceiling, and the entire cave could collapse at any moment.
"Bang—" Suddenly, a warrior running at the very back accidentally fell to the ground.
"Captain—" His teammates ahead turned back, shouting in horror.
"Don't mind me, hurry and go. This is an order—"
The warrior lying on the ground looked up, waved his large hand, stopping the others from turning back. A resolute smile appeared on his face, stained with blood, tears, and dust.
"Remember to pay the final Divine Birth Day Donation for me—"
Shedding tears, the others continued forward. The next moment, the Captain's figure was covered by the falling giant rocks...
Based on the above, the so-called cannon fodder Heroes generally don't die in the decisive battle with the Demon Lord, but in the final collapse event after defeating the Demon Lord.
I solemnly counted the group. One, two, three, four, five... I counted twice. Hmm. Not bad, everyone seems to be here.
Not good, Sister is still inside, I suddenly slapped my head.
However, by the time I came back to my senses, Sister had already run out of the "cave". Following behind her was the Poison Creeper (presumably the culprit behind the Bar's collapse).
"Sister Sha'er Na, are you okay?"
I hugged Sister, who rushed over with a sweet smile.
"Oh, isn't this Vine, known as the benevolent one? When did you get here?"
I greeted the Poison Creeper following behind.
"Rumble—"
Just as I finished speaking, the entire two-story "Devil's Den", nearly ten meters high, came crashing down. The huge tremor and the towering dust cloud lingered in the sky above the entire Rogue Encampment for a long time.
"I feel like I forgot something..."
I tilted my head in thought.
"Little Brother Zi, Little Brother Zi, we won!"
Sister's cheers interrupted my thoughts. I joined her in cheering.
"What should we do next, Little Brother Zi?" Sister asked me, tilting her head.
"Hehe, well—"
I gave a profound smile, elegantly lit the Cigarette (Mop Handle) in my hand, and inhaled deeply. Damn, why is the mouth so big? Is it a Cigar? Foreign stuff really has no taste.
I casually threw the fiercely burning mop handle away.
"After this battle is over, I plan to go back home and get married."
Hehe, what a manly answer.
"Marry who??"
Sister opened her innocent eyes wide and muttered discontentedly.
"Well, let me count—"
I counted them off on my fingers one by one: the little girl next door, my childhood friend, my non-biological sister, the beautiful idol in the Training Camp, the daughter of my father's friend who was temporarily lodging with us, my fiancée I've never met...
While I was counting, I felt a burning gaze on my face. Looking up, I found Sister's large eyes staring at me with sparkling intensity, her expectant gaze seeming to say, "What about me? What about me?"
"Of course, there's also Sister."
I took Sister's small hand. Hand in hand, the two of us swayed back and forth, humming a nonsensical tune, and disappeared at the end of the street.
"Well well—this should be the most severe destruction the center of the camp has suffered in hundreds of years, shouldn't it? What a pair of Demon siblings. Fortunately, they're leaving the Rogue Encampment soon."
After we disappeared, Kashya's figure emerged from the corner of an alley. Looking at the Rogue Bar, which had turned into a pile of ruins, she wiped the cold sweat from her brow and exclaimed with a shudder.
With a light leap, she was already standing on top of the ruins and started digging with a clatter.
"Oh? There's even a barrel of Ale that wasn't damaged. What an unexpected gain."
As she dug, Kashya's eyes lit up instantly. She secretly glanced left and right, found no one, and immediately stuffed the barrel into her Inventory Space with lightning speed.
Although Kashya's personality was indeed terrible, she hadn't fallen so low as to come here specifically to loot the dead. Before long, she dragged a pig-like body out of the ruins. It was the Bar Owner, forgotten by a certain pair of siblings.
"Hey, you dead fat pig, if you're not dead, grunt twice."
Kashya mercilessly slapped his greasy face several times. Then, the Bar Owner, his face covered in dust, finally slowly opened his eyes.
"Lady Kashya, I'm suffering!"
The Bar Owner opened his eyes and saw that it was the Elder of the Rogue Encampment, Lady Kashya. He immediately cried bitterly.
Tch, serves you right, you damned miser. You wouldn't even give credit for a bottle of wine normally. Kashya secretly despised him in her heart, but still put on an expression of condolence.
"Come, tell me. What exactly happened?"
"That pair of Demon siblings drank my ancestral 'treasure of treasures among the shop's treasures', a 500-year-old Fruit Wine, like plain water! What a sin!"
The owner slapped his thigh and cried out.
"What?"
Kashya was shocked, her expression kept changing. Of course, it wasn't out of sympathy for the owner's plight, but pity for that barrel of wine. What a waste!
"What, my shop. My shop! I don't want to live anymore!"
The Bar Owner, who had just woken up, hadn't realized his Bar was destroyed. It wasn't until he suddenly felt a cold wind blow that he looked around blankly a few times, and then, unable to catch his breath, he suddenly fainted on the ground.
After a long while, he slowly woke up.
"Well, I will 'try' to get your losses back for you. Do you have any plans now?" What met his eyes was Kashya's 'concerned' expression.
"..."
"Hehehehe. Hahahaha—It's okay, it's okay—"
After a stunned moment, the owner suddenly went dark. He suddenly jumped up from the ground, lowered his head and covered his face, smiling sinisterly. He laughed louder and louder, then like a madman, he suddenly tore open his shirt, revealing his greasy, shiny chest, with an air of supreme arrogance.
"I still have my last weapon, hailed as the 'treasure of treasures among the treasure of treasures among the shop's treasures'—a bottle of 800-year-old Fruit Wine, hidden under my son's bed! Hahahaha—Damn God, you want to kill me? Not that easy! Wahahahahaha—"
As if gone mad, the Bar Owner stood on one leg on top of the ruins, laughing wildly up at the sky. Chilly winds seemed to be blowing around him.
"Oh, 800-year-old Fruit Wine, hidden under the bed?" Kashya's eyes lit up instantly.
"Don't worry, Owner, I will definitely protect this bottle of wine for you. I will absolutely not let anyone else lay a finger on it."
Kashya grasped the Bar Owner's hands firmly and said with sincere eyes.
"Lady Kashya, I always misunderstood you. I originally thought you were the type of person who buys wine on credit and doesn't pay back, lazy and gluttonous, an idiot warrior with absolutely no sense of responsibility. I never expected that within your pathetic personality, such a dazzling side of humanity was hidden."
The Bar Owner also excitedly clasped back Kashya's hands.
"Hahahaha—So that's the kind of person you thought I was, hahahaha—" Kashya laughed exaggeratedly.
"Hahahaha—Yes, originally you were that kind of person, but now I've slightly changed my view, hahahaha—" The optimistic Bar Owner also followed suit, laughing with a serious expression.
After the collapse, laughter that gave people goosebumps echoed again in the sky above the Rogue Encampment...
"Hmm—!!?"
"Damn it—"
As soon as consciousness returned, I wished I could faint immediately. It felt as if a large refrigerator had been stuffed into my head, terrifyingly heavy.
"Huh?!!!"
Touching my heavy forehead, I rolled over. A pale face suddenly magnified before my eyes.
"It's Sister!"
I sighed in relief. Seeing her cute appearance with squinted eyes and a slight smile, completely different from usual, my heart couldn't help but warm. I gently touched her nose with my lips.
Good morning, Sister Sha'er Na.
"Huh?!!!"
My hazy brain finally realized something was wrong—why was Sister Sha'er Na sleeping with me? And...
I gulped. The slippery and incredibly elastic touch inside the blanket seemed to be sending alarm signals in my mind. Sister Sha'er Na before my eyes, the proud Queen of the Rogue Encampment, was wearing very little, even, completely naked, sleeping next to me!!!
But, thankfully, at least I was still wearing clothes. It seems nothing happened. I came back to my senses. The rough feeling of clothes against my body made me sigh in relief, though I didn't know whether it was relief or regret.
"Little Ghost, what's going on?"
What happened yesterday was vague, not very clear. I immediately called for help from the Saintess in the necklace.
"Hmph—"
Little Ghost's barely perceptible angry snort sounded.
"Great Saintess, may I ask if you can tell this humble person before you what exactly happened?"
Feeling Little Ghost's terrifying aura that made my hair stand on end, I quickly flattered her.
"Ugh~~, Hmph—It really~~ is a shame, nothing~~ happened."
Little Ghost turned her head away angrily. Last night was truly dangerous. After the two fell asleep, Little Ghost ran out, seething with jealousy. She was just about to move her body to separate the two. Unexpectedly, the sleeping Sha'er Na somehow pulled out a Spear and suddenly stabbed towards her, almost scared Little Ghost out of her wits (although she didn't have a body to begin with). After barely dodging the attack, she desperately shrank back into the necklace.
Whether a Level 4 Priest with low defense and health could take that Spear was truly a question. Whenever she thought of this, the poor Little Ghost would tremble all over with fear. She almost lost her little life for no reason.
Sneaking a peek from inside the necklace, she found that Sha'er Na was sleeping soundly. That attack just now was merely her instinctive alert reaction.
What a terrifying woman!
Regarding Sha'er Na's beast-like intuition, Little Ghost wailed inwardly but dared not come out again. But how could the jealous Little Ghost sleep? So she could only keep her eyes wide open, vigilantly observing the every move of the two, until someone woke up.
"Ugh~~ So sleepy. Don't ask me why, I won't tell you. Hmph—Anyway, I'm just sleepy. Wuwu~~ I want to sleep..."
Little Ghost complained like a spoiled child, and then fell silent. How could she, with her pure heart, know that now was the most dangerous time?
What's the situation now? Seeing Little Ghost's voice fall silent, I swallowed.
Golden hair was pressed under my face; tempting body fragrance lingered in my nostrils; those slightly moist cherry lips were less than a centimeter away from me, could almost be touched with a slight pout; what was most troublesome was the body pressed tightly against me inside the blanket. If I wanted to, I could just reach out my hands and...
My face was completely red, my breathing became increasingly rapid. Damn it, originally, my self-control wasn't that low, but ever since that time, it had been several months since I'd vented. That tsunami-like lust was impacting my reason. Before me was a naked beauty I could do whatever I wanted with.
Even though I had the identity of a younger brother, I was also a man!
My lower body was already hard and aching. Lust was impacting my reason wave after wave. Inside, covered by the blanket, I trembled with both hands, slowly fumbling on that slender waist that was almost too small to grasp. The slippery and elastic feel made it impossible to stop. Feeling fear in my heart, but the more I feared, the stronger the lust became. That feeling of depraved sacrilege and criminality almost drove me mad.
By the time I realized, my hands had somehow wrapped around that slender waist and were carefully pulling the entire tempting body into my embrace. I stared blankly at the two cherry petals so close, and moved closer as if in a daze.
A cool touch slowly spread between my lips. Like a magnet, it tightly drew my lips in and couldn't be separated. Carrying a faintly cool, slightly sweet scent, they were tightly pursed, just like Sister Sha'er Na's arrogant demeanor that disregarded everything.
At the same time, the hands embracing the slender waist also began restlessly stroking that smooth back...
"En!?"
A stiff feeling suddenly came from my trembling fingertips, as if touching a crack on a mirror. I opened my eyes in confusion. What met my eyes were Sister's eyes, which had opened at some point.
I could even see in those flawless sea-blue pupils—my own dull gaze clearly reflected.
This problem couldn't be solved by just being dragged to the Bar and force-fed wine, could it?
My embracing hands didn't let go. I reluctantly left her cool, tempting lips, but didn't move far away. Our noses were almost touching. The two of us looked at each other in silence. That lingering touch filled my heart with warmth.
While I was immersed in that warm feeling, Sister suddenly rolled over. Her naked body suddenly pressed me down.
She slightly raised her upper body, staring down at me with those sapphire-like brilliant eyes. I could guarantee that if I just glanced down slightly with the corner of my eye, I could clearly take in the two incredibly elastic soft mounds pressed tightly against my chest.
Her serene expression changed, and a bewitching smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth. At this moment, Sister Sha'er Na looked like a stunning queen, noble, and dazzling, while also carrying a charm so alluring it was impossible to look away.
(end of chapter)