High School Hack and Slash Chapter 122 Part 3
「I’m using the fresh love potion we just picked from the dungeon on you, okay.」
「Ah, no….」
That one is a goblin aphrodisiac that we ourselves picked up in the dungeon today, and it’s common knowledge that the fresher it is, the more effective it is.
The medicinal solution that is absorbed through the vaginal mucous membrane is not something that can be denied.
As my arousal level rises one level higher, my mind is going blank.
His cock, which is immediately reinserted, is vigorously adding fuel to the fire as it raises a rapid smacking sound.
「Ahh ahh, it’s coming out again!」
His cock, which just let off, is sensitive to stimulation, and the medicinal effects that’s permeating it must be highly effective.
Even after the sperm, which is shot out in no time at all, ceases to come out, the meat rod alone continues to erect as he humps his hips on me.
「Say, does my cock feel good? I feel crazy good.」
While saying selfish things, he continues to shake his hips, driven by his vigor.
Even though it’s just something that’s driven by momentum, my ass ends up reacting on its own accord upon having carnal desires slammed into it in a straightforward manner.
Perhaps piled up while he was fucking me, *spurt* he pours his semen into my ass that he’s holding with all his might.
「Ah~, I feel so refreshed. I think I’m going to sleep like a baby tonight.」
「Haa… Haa… Damn, him.」
Spitting out curses at my party member boy who readily leaves the latrine, somehow or another, I manage to rest my physically and mentally exhausted body.
I leave the latrine after cleaning up after myself, but the smell of filth that has seeped into my clothes refuses to go away
I get the feeling that if I don’t take a dip before returning to the tavern, I’ll be kicked out.
「… Haa, geez, this is just the worst.」
It’s the exact moment I turn on my heel in front of the door leading to the tavern.
*Boom* A loud sound echoes, and the inn shakes, rattling.
Then, *boom boom* the sound continues on, and so does the rattling.
As I quietly peer into the tavern, a strange scene is in place.
「… Those who waste food, should all die.」
A human monstrosity muttering strangely accented words is beating up, or rather literally knocking the adventurers who are coming toward it with their weapons drawn flying.
With fists that seem to gouge out from below, it knocks even its armor-clad opponents without regard, and they are all shot up toward the ceiling.
It seems that the boom-boom sound is the sound made by the adventurers who have been stuck into the ceiling or caught in a beam after bouncing off the ceiling.
The senior members of the clan are also having the lower half of their bodies dangling on the ceiling.
My party mates are getting weak on the knees, shivering and clattering in the corner of the tavern, but I think that’s probably the right action.
Since my olden days, I’ve always been told my instincts alone are top notch, but I have this tingling premonition.
That one is a monster that you should not get involved with.
If you encounter it in the dungeon, your only option is to throw down your weapons and run for your life.
It is that kind of monster that barely assumes the shape of a human being.
I mean, ah, I can’t see its face.
When I come to, I find that I’m sinking down to the floor myself, getting weak on the knees and trembling in the shadow of the door.
But was it all a hallucination, I wonder?
The monster, placated by a beautiful woman who seems to be one of its comrades, is stirring up ale with an expressionless face that seems to be in a somewhat bad mood.
Everyone in the tavern hangs their heads, trembling in fear.
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In the castle town of the Kingdom of Camelot, there was an organization called the『Adventurers’ Guild』.
They were not limited to the kingdom, but existed in other countries and large cities as well.
Rather than a unified, world-wide organization, they were more like independent companies.
Originally, they were associations created to manage and support challengers who were conquering the dungeons.
In a world that had continued to be encroached and devastated upon failing to conquer the dungeons, they had grown into an organization that boasted a certain amount of power.
At the level of civilization where weapons categorized as firearms and arms had not been developed, the graces of physical enhancements (boost) and abilities (skills) obtained through class changes were immense.
Even if it was that of a first step class, the difference from ordinary people (Novice) was great.
The basic circumstances where there existed no support for conquering a dungeon would amount to a harsh and death-brushing training ground.
If one had to put it, the Adventurers’ Guild, which managed the『biological weapons』, had been incorporated into the social system as a semi-public institution.
「So this is the Adventurers’ Guild, huh!」
「Mai-chan, you sure seem to be enjoying it, don’t you~?」
Even though they were wearing school uniforms that were unfamiliar to this world as the base, the equipment they were wearing made them look『adventurers』-ish.
When they first enrolled at the academy, they couldn’t shake the feeling that they were doing some sort of cosplay, but now, upon overcoming actual battles, their appearance had gotten masterful.
「I mean, if we’re stuck in such an incomprehensible situation, it’d be our loss if we don’t might as well enjoy it, right?」
「Our loss, or perhaps we simply can’t go on like this….」
Combing her hair, Otoha looked up at the building of the Adventurers’ Guild.
The stone building was larger than those in its surroundings, and a crest that was a combination of a sword and shield was hung from the building as a banner.
「True enough, this could be interesting in its own right.」
「The Adventurers’ Guild is a basic.」
「Cliché otherworldly story.」
「A western world, right? I get it!」
Saki, who got the genre slightly off, took the lead and went through the entrance.
An air in which sweat, blood, cigarettes and alcohol were mixed together.
An atmosphere in which leather, oil, and the smell of iron were mingled together.
These were the symbols of those who bore the title of adventurers.
「I see, how should I put it, it’s just like the『Adventurers’ Guild』 I imagined.」
Shizuka looked around the inside of the guild, which was that of a large floor.
As the time was in the early afternoon, the guild was sparse.
The counter set up right in front of the entrance and the receptionists sitting at the teller windows.
On what appeared to be a bulletin board to the right, a number of request forms for adventurers were posted.
The space to the left was open to the public as a waiting area for adventurers, with chairs and tables arranged in lines.
Several parties were occupying the tables, bottles of liquor on top of it.
「Nice. It gives off a premonition of cliché. A no-hoper mainstay adventurer picking on a group of beginner beautiful girls… Truly a cliché.」
「For you to declare yourself a beautiful girl, as expected of you, isn’t it?」
Otoha’s line, which was faced with a retort from Shizuka, clearly echoed on the floor.
The adventurers either had their faces twitching or were blatantly glaring at them, but all turned their faces down when a figure entered the guild a step later.
「It has a cliché smell to it….」
「What kind of smell is that?」
Next to Touma, who expressionlessly looked around inside, Seiichi, with his hand on his hips, scratched his head.
「Listen well, okay? Be sure to not make a scene, okay? Don’t sell fights, don’t buy them. Don’t half destroy the guild like you did yesterday at the inn.」
「Those who waste food need to be punished.」
「But still, dude, is there someone who would turn each and every one who picks on them into fireworks? Was it fun turning the ceiling into an upside-down village of eight gravestones?」
The『Resting Forest Pavilion』 was one of the inns used by adventurers.
An establishment that served not only as an accommodation but also as a dining hall and a tavern, such was the standard inn catering to adventurers.
Adventurers were thought of as a gathering of broke ruffians, and in fact, that reputation was not that far off.
If an ordinary person drew near them, he or she would immediately catch their eyes and be seen as an easy mark.
Much less to say, when it came to girls with pretty appearances, they were ideal prey.
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