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Life in Another World Isn’t Easy – Chapter 32

Greetings are important. Especially to those who might entrust you with your life, you want to make a good impression.

When I went to greet the 8th Unit, to which Sophia and Alana belonged, the famous mercenary group “Owl” was deployed. I had heard that name before. It was a large unit of about 130, all burly men. I didn’t think I could ever be their captain. I don’t like male prostitution.

Male prostitution… No, the captain was a tall, sun-tanned man with dazzling white teeth. He was well-built, comparable to Priscilla. But I won’t give Priscilla away.

“Hello. I am Mikael Shin, captain of the White Lily Corps. Two members from our unit will be temporarily joining the 8th Unit, so I have come to pay my respects.”

“Welcome, Lord Shin. I am Dan Russell, captain of the Owl Corps. I hear you have one person who can use magic. The Owl Corps will be responsible for the escort.”

This Dan was not only good-looking but also spoke articulately, a rare trait for a mercenary. He was also an interesting conversationalist, and it was clear why he commanded 130 men; there was much to learn from him. It was a brief greeting, and introductions were complete. Tomorrow, we would finally stand on the battlefield.

“…I have been waiting.”

Today’s battlefield is more important than tomorrow’s. A nighttime battlefield awaits me. It’s a dangerous topic, “battlefield,” but it’s truly a dangerous endeavor.

“Am I a little late? The talk with the Administrator ran long…”

“…”

…Is it okay? She doesn’t seem angry. I slipped into the “soundproof tent” where Christine was waiting. I don’t know how this tent is constructed, but no sound leaks outside. No matter what I do… even if I scream…

Christine was waiting in her underwear. Unfortunately, in this world, underwear means a t-shirt and shorts, which is normal. There are no negligees like the ones Orietta wears.

Someday, I’ll have Orietta make underwear and negligees for everyone. I made up my mind and pushed Christine down.

“Guh!”

Yes, here it comes, a heart attack. I’m not losing with my Godspeed heart massage. To have a seizure from this much… perhaps she’s not angry?

“…Are you okay?”

She looked at my face with genuine concern. Christine looks very beautiful up close. If she didn’t have the power to induce heart attacks, she could become the empress of some kingdom.

“I-I’m okay. Christine…”

“…”

“You’re so beautiful…”

Yes, here comes the second heart attack. This one, I need to speed up my Godspeed more than before, or I might die. Christine hugged me and begged for a kiss. I responded and received a third one.

“…Mikael, make my pussy all wet.”

Christine, who usually doesn’t talk much, is like a different person at times like this. Moreover, she uses obscene words without reservation, making the soundproof tent essential.

I kissed down to her neck and placed my right hand on her chest. I’ll knead her soft chest until its shape changes. I have to enjoy it from top to bottom.

“Hah! Ahh… nnh… ah… ahh…”

Christine’s highly sensitive voice echoed in the tent. Her pink peak trembled cutely. I traced it with my tongue and rolled it around.

“Thaaaat feels… good…eee…eee…”

Her body had turned a faint pink. I slipped my hand inside her panties and traced along her split with Godspeed fingerwork.

“Ah! G-gghh… DAAAMN IT! It feels… toooo… good…!”

I immediately returned to Godspeed massage, enduring the pain. Lubrication flowed from below, and it was not wise to linger.

“Christine, I’m going in…”

“Haa… ahh… gooood… GUSH… GUHHH… in meee…”

I shifted her panties aside and inserted my Petty Knife all at once. Christine’s honey pot accepted it easily. I arched my back and thrust relentlessly into Christine, who was lost in ecstasy.

“Ah, uwaa… ahh… nh… ughh… ah, Da… me… eee… guh…!”

I flooded Christine with thick, milky-white fluid, and even I thought I had ejaculated a lot today. Christine’s body trembled violently, and then she quietly fell asleep.

We, the White Lily Corps, will earn merits in Nuyoo and receive a byname. With that byname, we will make ourselves known to the world…

“Mika…el, …do it more…”

Christine, spreading her legs in an “M” shape, tried to accept me. I thrust my Petty Knife into her once more.

“Ah… Thaaat, thaaat’s… soooo… gooood…!”

This time, I didn’t stop the heart massage and unleashed a three-second burst of the Gatling gun. The human Christine could not withstand the weapon designed for Lycanthropes and writhed in agony, without even the time to gasp.

We, the White Lily Corps, will earn merits in Nuyoo and receive a byname. With that byname, we will make ourselves known to the world, and eventually fight the Demon Lord. We will not…

“Mo… reee… mooo… dooo… it… MY… PUSSSSY! GOOOSHH… GOOOOSHH… up with… meeee…!

Christine, begging with milky-white fluid flowing from her honey pot, waited for me on all fours with her rear end raised. This time, I’ll send you to heaven. With the Gatling gun at full power.

“Ahhh fuu… nnh… Feels… goooood…!!! I… I think… I’m… dying…!”

Christine collapsed as if dancing, her body trembling, and then crumbled as if she had flown away.

We, the White Lily Corps, will earn merits in Nuyoo and receive a byname. With that byname, we will make ourselves known to the world, and eventually fight the Demon Lord. We cannot stand still here. We will annihilate all who stand in our way. We are the Annihilation Brigade.

“Moreeeeee…”

Hey!

“All troops advance.”

On the vast grassland in front of Stefan Castle, the Makjuru army, about two thousand strong, formed ranks and advanced in an orderly fashion. The Harinook Empire army, about fifteen hundred strong, waited outside the castle to meet them.

The Pomerian Kingdom, which had previously established a position, was nowhere to be seen. Judging from the number of corpses and the state of the destroyed encampments, it was determined that they were either annihilated or had fled. Thus, Makjuru advanced. We, the 7th Unit, were incorporated into the left-wing vanguard of about two hundred, walking in the fifth rank.

“This is the most boring time.”

“Priscilla, we’re almost there, so please concentrate. Faaawn.”

“Don’t you dare yawn. Besides, what is there to concentrate on when they’re so far away?”

Indeed, there was still distance to the enemy, but you never know what might happen on the battlefield. Stop walking around with your hands behind your head looking bored. Rufina seems to have caught my yawn.

As the Makjuru army advanced slowly and steadily, the Harinook Empire remained utterly still. Just when it seemed like the right moment, the ground became muddy, and our feet got stuck.

“Do they have earth mages over there?”

Voices grumbled curses about the muddy ground, and as our advance speed slowed, several tons of large rocks rained down from above.

“Physical Defense Magic, activate.”

Behind us, the mages of the 8th Unit deployed a shield over us to block the large rocks, but due to their size, they could only slow the descent. Those who couldn’t escape in time were crushed.

“Mikael, the number of stones being thrown is high for a catapult. I’ve never heard of a catapult that can fire succeeding shots so quickly.”

“There are probably many earth mages. They likely create the stones on the spot and use large Golems to operate the catapults to achieve this.”

“As expected of you, Captain, you’re perceptive.”

“Both this ‘mud’ and the catapults suggest that a considerable number of earth mages are involved.”

“So, what happens next?”

“It’s likely we’ll charge to avoid the rock projectiles. However, the enemy will likely have countermeasures to stop our charge.”

“What countermeasures, pray tell?”

“Mimicking Orietta isn’t funny. I can only say it’s earth magic. Be careful of pitfalls in this mud… Orietta, tell me what I just said.”

“…Charge.”

“Now you’re imitating Christine. Listen carefully. Be careful of the mud and earth magic.”

“I used to play in the mud a lot~.”

Shall I make her sink in the mud once?

“Once the charge begins, the physical defense magic won’t reach. You’ll have to dodge the projectiles yourself. Christine, you’ll be in front of me, and I’ll hold you to dodge if it gets dangerous.”

Christine’s “unfortunate heart attack” is also effective against archers. I don’t know the principle, but aiming at them triggers their heart to have a seizure. However, I’ve never tested how far it’s effective, and if the target is a Golem, it has no heart.

“Me too~.”

“Cute talk won’t work, run on your own! …It’s almost time.”

A loud drum sounded, and the vanguards of each unit, the 1st, 2nd, 5th, and 7th Units, began their charge towards Stefan Castle.

As if in response to our charge, the size of the stones from the catapults became smaller, and the human-head-sized stones fired radially exerted enough force to halt our advance.

The fourth rank ahead of us was almost completely annihilated. Before we knew it, we, walking in the fifth rank, had become the front line.

“It’s finally our turn.”

“Indeed. Orietta, I’m leaving Christine to you. Let’s go, Priscilla.”

Even among the 7th Unit, a considerable number had been killed. With the radial bombardment from the catapults, the delay caused by the mud, and the thought of retreating before reaching the enemy, two figures from the 7th Unit shot out towards the enemy.

“Priscilla, you’re slow.”

“Shut up. Once I become a Lycanthrope, I won’t lose to you.”

“It seems the enemy is already preparing their spears.”

Both the projectiles and the flying arrows felt like mere warmth to us.

“A woman should keep a man waiting.”

“Then make way for the Princess.”

“Do as you see fit.”

The Imperial army was so lax that we could have such trivial conversations. Without magic, they were nothing. With my cheat abilities fully unleashed, as I plunged into the enemy ranks, five heads flew through the air. Another five! By the time Priscilla caught up, ten heads had fallen.

“Not bad. As expected of a man I like.”

“I’ll take the battle rewards.”

“No way. My real strength starts now.”

Perhaps it was the battle reward that kicked in, but Priscilla, who had caught up, immediately transformed into a Lycanthrope. I will take the battle rewards. To spend a day of freedom.

The right flank of the Harinook army could not stop the two tempests.

Life in Another World Isn’t Easy

Life in Another World Isn’t Easy

異世界に来たって楽じゃない。
Status: Ongoing
After being reincarnated into another world, I was picked up by a mercenary group—and before I knew it, I somehow became their leader. The members are all troublemakers: a lycanthrope, a walking disaster magnet, a jealousy freak, a necromancer, a cat demi-human, and a mad alchemist. They all love fighting—and they love me so much they might actually kill me someday. Was it fate that I was chosen as their leader? In this mercenary group that feels more like a chaotic harem, I’ll do my best to survive. If only it were a normal harem… If anyone wants to trade places, please be my guest. This is the story of a reincarnated man who would later be called a hero— and of how he was nearly killed countless times by his own harem before earning that title.

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