The cute Venri agreed and managed to convince Katrin and Zilna to give up their boxes for now, while Alexander promised that if they were useful to the knights back home, he would exchange them for something that could help him.
'Hmmm...'
Alexander stood in a slight clearance where several trees were chopped down, while behind him were several dark elves.
The Denmar did not magically start to love or adore him, even after drinking his essence.
However, there were no thoughts of betrayal or attacking him, but their hearts felt he was a bastard, like an ex-boyfriend that slept with her twin sister or mother.
"Three black boxes, two silver boxes and a single bronze box..."
He stepped towards the cheap black boxes, the lowest grade, and normally only gave coins or useless items, like underwear with self-cleaning powers.
'God, if someone searched my inventory and found all the female underwear sets... I would be socially dead.'
Clack!
The force from his kick forced the locks open, and a dull light shone as he imagined inside was a small pile of coins and...
A black, high-quality fundoshi.
[Ultimate FUN-doshi!]
Keep your nuts safe and smelling fabulous while you fight the living dead! The ultimate comfort!
- Self-cleaning
- Self-deodorising
- Self-adjusting
- indestructible
No more wedgies! Keep a firm grip on those meddlesome nuts during battle! No sweat, no heat, no scent!
"..."
A strong gust of wind passed his body as the small Venri's hands grasped the black fundoshi and looked towards Alexander with shining eyes.
"Alex...."
"NO!"
"Alex~~~"
Her milky voice sounded before Katrin and Zilna joined in, wrapping around his back, their hands stroking his body, sensually caressing his chest and lower abdomen.
'I won't deny that this is a great item for fighting... but why are these women so excited for this cloth...? I'll be wearing pants anyway...'
"Whatever, okay, I'll wear them."
Alexander didn't mind that much as he began to slip off his pants, the women squealing like young boys seeing a woman undressing for the first time live.
He didn't care too much and just grabbed the fundoshi and wrapped his nuts and rod in the soft cloth; the moment it was fastened and tight, he felt amazing and understood why this thing deserved the word ultimate.
'So comfortable!'
Two hands were wrapped around his exposed behind, their hands caressing and kneading him; however, he didn't complain; they were both beautiful women, and it felt pretty nice as he pulled his black cotton pants back up, tightening the band.
"Tsk...!"
"Damnit!"
"So soon... what a cunt-tease."
At this moment, he realised this was a female-dominated world, so that's why they were like the young men of his world.
'It's amusing listening to women perving on men as we would them.'
"Alright, shush, I'll let you see it more when we're home; this is still that damn forest, you horny witches!"
Inside the silver box were a few weapons, but they were not suited to Alex, with a sabre-like sword that the knights of Qilana used, so he decided to give them to Zilna as a gift for the other knights, then give the old weapons to the militia.
Alexander honestly wanted to go home; the blistering heat outside caused this forest to become humid and nasty, as his skin would always be slightly wet.
Even with his body, that rarely perspires normally!
His foot was like a violent whip, cracking and smashing the bronze chest open; a single scroll was hovering on the ground as a slightly copper light shone.
"Hmmm? Something cool?"
The lid of the chest was completely bent in the wrong direction as the chest exploded, shards slicing apart the distant trees like a deadly weapon.
He squatted down, his hands picking up the skill scroll, before taking a look.
"What's the skill?" Venri asked with her cute voice.
"Hmmmm, a skill, huh..."
"..."
Some of the Denmar felt conflicted that these chests were from their brethren, but they could only hold those thoughts; Alexander didn't restrict them, even ordering them to be honest with him, but this was their idea of honesty.
It wasn't worth agitating the situation for a minor grievance.
Alexander began to identify the nostalgic black scroll that he thought would never drop again after the first few days, but now he realised that Kayne's words were true.
'Once the second wave happens, all existences will drop these chests... humans, mutated or not... animals too. It will become chaotic once people realise this...'
- Living Dead (Rare)
Become like the immortal dead! (Temporarily!)
- No matter how much damage you take for 12 seconds, you will not die or suffer any wounds; become a god!
Once the effect ends, the damage over 12 seconds will slowly be halved and take effect over the next 20 seconds.
If you don't have a healer or great regeneration.
You Are Fucked!
[Warning! Learning this skill might cause creatures of light to find you slightly repulsive!]
Without any consideration, Alexander instantly tore the scroll; he almost felt the chuckle of Kanye's happy voice entering his ears as the scroll transformed into a black mist, pouring into his lips, nose and ears.
"Hah!"
Alexander's head was a little cloudy, like just waking from a nightmare, as his body fell backwards, cushioned by the soft breasts of Zilna.
"Mmnn... careful~ Alexander."
She wrapped both arms around him, her face slightly blushing as she felt the pain of his body crushing her breasts, squishing them against his muscular back, sending jolts of pleasure and delight around her body rapidly like a machine gun.
"Easy slut..." One of the dark-elven women whispered as the entire group all nodded.
Zilna looked at them angrily, but the blissful pleasure of his leather tunics metal buttons plucking at her cherries was too divine, and she stopped caring.
Alexander quickly recovered; the strange smoke changed his body and taught him that he only needed to take damage for it to activate; he could feel its effects, cooldown and how much damage it would take before activation.
"Ah... what an amusing skill, this should greatly help..."
He looked over his shoulder at the blushing Zilna, now breathing heavily, as his metal buttons pinched her flesh before his body yanked forward, leaving her to embrace and a sharp pain that caused her to yelp.
"Ahn~!"
"Hmmm?"
"See, an easy slut..."
Venri brought the bags of coins to Alexander.
She didn't even look at them once, instead pushing them into his hands and pockets; her soft smile was like an angel of the desert; since changing, she became closer to him, like a little sister.
His eyes glowed with a blue light as he peeked at her status.
Venri - Age 18 (Vesta - Stage 1)
An abandoned girl from the small village of Selrak, located north of Selmot, was destroyed shortly after the rebellion of the false queen Silana.
She was once loved by her mother, a former knight of the queen, Qilana's birth mother; however, due to being framed by the opposing political faction, she was later executed to keep the people and queen's enemies in check.
This didn't cause Venri to feel hatred towards the kingdom and ruler she believed in, even if she fell into slavery.
A horrible class, where women would be refused the opportunity to ever sleep with a man or have children, and males would be used repeatedly by force until they conceived a certain amount of women.
It was a horrible 6 years; from age 6 to 12, she was forced to perform labour that a child should barely be capable of.
Her first master was a horrible woman, jealous of others' beauty, thus would order Venri to kill and maim any women she deemed more beautiful than her.
At the age of 7, Venri killed her first person.
By the age of 10, Venri no longer saw problems with murder.
Finally, at 12, just before her 13th birthday, Princess Qilana happened to meet her when performing her royal duties.
She noticed the body of Venri was filled with scars, and her training posture in the backyard was extremely beautiful and skilled.
Her master was killed by impalement and quartering once Qilana learned what she was making this girl do; although female slaves couldn't sleep with males, they also had the right not to be treated this badly.
From that moment until this day, she was cared for by Qilana, slowly becoming a functioning human as her shallow scars faded and her deep scars began to heal.
- Level 31
- Occupation: Guardian Knight
- Title: The Seirak Reaper.
- Strength: 37
- Agility: 36
- Endurance: 42
- Stamina: 41
- Willpower: 45
Skills: Damage Tolerance, Pain Tolerance, Intermediate Sword Talent, Intermediate Archery Talent, Basic Wind Magic Affinity, Advanced Assassination Talent, Intermediate Stealth Talent.
Spells: Blades of Wind, Gale Blitz, Squall Tempest, Squall Thrust
Items: Indestructible bra and panties, silver nipple piercings x 2
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The light slowly faded from his eyes as he took her hand, stroking the back of her soft fingers, before locking them together, causing the cute Venri to blush, her now silver hair returning to black as combat was over.
'Hmmm, a rather tame history; I am glad this girl found her saviour quite early.'
"Alright, let's head back, Venri. Can you take care of these beautiful women when we return, don't bully them and teach them how things are done as one of my Vesta?"
"Nn!" She replied with a short response and glowing eyes.
"Don't worry; I'll reward you if you do well."
Alexander looked at the group and nodded before he started to walk away with Venri, his other hand grabbing Katrin's arm and pulling her along, too, much to Zilna's delight as she enjoyed his abandonment play.
"Let's head back; today's gains are enough."
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