Advance!
The Orcs roared and advanced towards Koatotemites City. Inside the Castle Wall, Adventurers waited with their weapons. With Priscilla at the center, I was to her left, and Alana to her right. We were passing time outside the Castle Wall.
“They’re finally here. I thought I’d turn into an old hag,” I grumbled.
“What would happen if Old Lady Pri turned into a hag?” Alana asked.
“Alana, focus! If they flank us, we’ll be surrounded and beaten. Priscilla (Female), please don’t pinch Alana. We’ll return to the city after defeating a certain number of Orcs,” I said.
“What a boring Strategy. It would be more fun if we all rushed out and fought them head-on,” Priscilla said.
We’d all be wiped out if we rushed out. I regretted not insisting more, now that Priscilla was lured by the idea of “going out because we’re bored.” I had tried to stop her. Recklessness and Priscilla are probably synonymous.
“We’re done for if we get surrounded. Alana, please cover Priscilla (Female) on the right,” I said.
“Leave it to me! I’m going to rack up points!” Alana replied.
Don’t die. If you die here, it won’t be an interesting ending that God desires, so if we’re going to defend the city to the death, we’ll choose to flee.
“Don’t fall behind,” Priscilla said.
Priscilla brandished her Halberd and charged into the Orc front lines. What did the Orcs see? Did they see a demon swinging a Halberd?
With a single swing, Priscilla’s Halberd cut through shields, Swords, and even muscles, turning even Liches into chunks of flesh that couldn’t be reanimated as undead. Alana and I provided flank support to prevent us from being attacked from blind spots.
Our flank support? That’s on our own. We’re only here to support Priscilla’s charge. I still have Godspeed and the Super Vibration Shield, but Alana must be having the hardest time.
Priscilla’s attacks are abnormal. It looks like she’s mowing down grass; the more she swings, the more Orc heads fly off. The more heads fly, the further we advance, and Priscilla becomes surrounded. That’s why we’re guarding the flanks, but if we advance too far, they’ll get behind us.
“Priscilla (Female), slow down a bit! They’ll get behind you!” I shouted.
“I don’t care! We’re breaking through like this!” Priscilla retorted.
Are you an idiot? To those of you who thought so, including me, tough luck. We wiped out more than half of the Orc horde and broke through.
We managed to halt our advance in front of the Castle Gate, but there’s another wave. Behind the Orcs, Trolls are advancing on a broad front. We found ourselves in front of one of them.
“Priscilla (Female), Alana, sorry to interrupt, but let’s return to the city. This is like a field trip back,” I said.
It was a bad situation to be caught between Trolls and Orcs. We tried to return the way we came, but the path was already blocked by Orcs.
“Let’s do it again; I’ll kill them,” Priscilla declared.
My, what a manly spirit. By the time we managed to get back into the city, Priscilla was on one knee, clutching her side. She had taken quite a hit from an Orc.
“That’s because you didn’t cover me,” Priscilla said.
Even if you say that, do you expect me to cover your front and cut down as well? Alana was also panting. We had killed enough for now.
The Orcs were starting to climb the broken Castle Wall and trying to get inside. The Adventurers were fighting them, but it was only a matter of time.
“…And so, we’re hiding here?” Alana asked.
“Yes. We plan to let the Orcs pass and then target the Lich or Trolls. But why are all three of us crammed into one closet? It’s cramped,” I said.
We left the Castle Wall to the Adventurers and hid in the closet of a house near the North Gate, planning to let the Orcs pass. Yet, somehow, three of us were crammed into a tiny space. There was clearly enough room for three people.
“The Captain must have been lonely. But still, to be swinging your Buster Sword even at a time like this is amazing,” Priscilla said.
The three of us were crammed into the narrow closet. Priscilla was behind me, and Alana was in front of me, lined up according to height. Besides, how could anyone swing a Buster Sword in this cramped closet?
“That’s not it. The Magic Sword Koatotemites is hitting something. It’s not mine,” I corrected.
“Is that so? …Old Lady Pri, the Captain is holding a Petty Knife right now,” Alana blurted out.
Stop trying to grab it from the front. Don’t call it a ‘Petty,’ it’s embarrassing. It’s not like my ‘Petty’ grew because Alana was pushing against it.
“What are you doing?” Alana asked.
In the cramped closet, my hands were just resting on Alana’s shoulders; I wasn’t doing anything. If I were doing something, it would be with Priscilla, and I’m not some pervert.
“Well, it’s just to kill time…” I replied.
Since it was dark and cramped, Priscilla couldn’t see what she was doing to Alana, but had she forgotten about the surprise attack we were planning?
“Hya, what are you doing?!” Alana yelped.
Why are you two having so much fun? Include me too. It’s lonely being the only one. …As soon as I thought that, I felt something warm press against my thigh.
“It’s time, Alana. This is an advance payment for our reward. ■■■■, Condense,” Priscilla said.
That idiot cast a foolish spell in this cramped closet. My companion, swelling all at once, aimed for the sky. Of course, I should have chanted the “Melt” spell, but before I could, my pants were pulled down from behind.
“Ouch, you got it caught, Priscilla! What the hell are you doing?” I yelled.
Call you by name, I don’t care. I doubt a woman would understand the pain of my ‘thing’ getting caught. It really hurts, Priscilla. I don’t understand the need for this condensation at all.
“I said it was a reward. Don’t make a fuss, it’s cramped,” Priscilla replied.
Priscilla, who had pulled down my pants, moved her arms forward and lifted Alana.
“Here, this is your reward!” Priscilla exclaimed.
Alana was lifted, and then dropped. However, a Buster Sword awaited her.
“Gya! Gyaaaaaaaaaa…” Alana screamed.
This woman, not only did she take off my and Alana’s pants, she condensed them, and then dropped Alana as if she were penetrating a penis!
“■■■■, Melt!” I chanted.
Without hesitation, I returned the penis to its original form! I prioritized what was needed now over the tightening and warmth of being pierced by Alana’s body!
“Prisci…!?” Alana gasped.
“■■■■, Condense,” Priscilla chanted again.
The revived penis pierced Alana again, aiming for the sky. The tightening increased, and a gentle warmth enveloped her once more.
“Ah… Ah! A…nya…nya…nya…fu…” Alana moaned.
You idiot! We’re hiding for a surprise attack! We’re not here to have sex in a cramped closet!
“■■■■, Melt!” I chanted.
But, was it a little regrettable? The situation was nice. In the dark and cramped space, forcing myself against Alana was nice. …But this is in the middle of a war!
“■■■■, Condense,” Priscilla chanted.
Is she an idiot? Please do this at a time when we have free time and with consent. Is it a third time’s the charm, or do things that happen twice happen thrice? The penis, once again, pierced Alana and aimed for the sky. Holding Alana tighter, it penetrated deeper.
“■■■■, Melt! That’s enough, Priscilla!” I shouted.
Shouting while hiding. If we’re discovered because of this, the surprise attack will be pointless! What kind of face will I have to greet them if the Orcs open the closet door now?
“■■■■, Condense. It’s getting impossible…” Priscilla muttered.
Priscilla cast the devil’s magic again. Really, truly impossible. It can’t be done at a time like this.
“■■■■, Melt. …Melt. ■■■■, Melt!” I chanted.
It had already become unrelated to magic. My erect penis remained in its Buster Sword form without melting, piercing Alana and abrading her nether regions.
“Ah… ha… Ayan… n… n!” Alana panted.
“Now, the preparations are complete, time to pay the reward!” Priscilla declared.
They are complete… I have no words to reply…
Pull yourself together, partner! What are you doing Transforming at a time like this? No matter how much it’s magic, we’re entering enemy territory!
Perhaps because you pulled yourself together, you stood ‘erect’… A shame…
But I can’t give up. We’re Mercenaries, and we’re in the middle of a battle. I don’t want to waste time on this.
However, it’s also true that there’s only one way to calm my companion, who has grown this much.
“Alana… Here we go…” I said.
Godspeed!
Are you an idiot!? What are you doing using valuable Godspeed!? I’m sorry, Alana, but I can’t finish this right away using Godspeed.
Maybe I’ll enjoy it.
Are you an idiot!? What are you doing enjoying yourself!? We haven’t heard any enemy sounds yet, but they could attack at any moment. The enemy even has an unknown Lich!
Normally…
“It’s… too big…nyaaa…aaa…” Alana cried out.
Bigger than normal, the Buster Sword. What am I supposed to do? Alana, from whom I’ve repeatedly alternated Condense and Melt, is now leaking lubrication, making it slippery. If I let go of my hands holding it, it will penetrate deep inside.
“Hold on tight, Alana. You’ll die,” I warned.
Murderer! You’re the reason this is happening! I’m desperately holding Alana up and thrusting her upwards.
“Nooo… Ah… Ahnya…aaa!” Alana cried out.
Even if you say no, I can’t fight unless I deal with this. Are you expecting me to fight with two Swords!? If I parry an enemy’s blade with one, it will inevitably be cut off.
“Cap…tain… This… hah… place… is… nyaaa…” Alana stammered.
Alana’s private parts, which accepted a third of the Buster Sword, couldn’t satisfy me. If I did it normally, more of it would fit in… I’m lonely with the remainder.
“Well, shall I help?” Priscilla offered.
With her left hand, Priscilla began stroking the penis from the base to the middle. Sometimes matching Alana’s rhythm, sometimes gently, sometimes intensely. What is this, like “get two for the price of one”… I might get addicted.
“Ha nya… Nafu… Nafu…” Alana panted.
A loud crashing sound was heard. Not my heart crumbling, but a physical, loud crashing sound. The Strategy was to divide the encroaching Orcs with Earth Magic walls, annihilate those that entered with Swords and Magic, and then retreat.
“Mo… mo… ugh! Nooo… nya…” Alana moaned.
The Strategy was to retreat and then blow up houses and walls to crush the Orcs. We don’t have any explosives set in this house, so we’re safe, but I’m sandwiched between front and back and about to be crushed and pushed out.
“Alana, here we go,” I said.
I really came. Or rather, to be precise, I ejaculated white liquid inside Alana. It hasn’t been that long, but this volume… Is it because of the situation?
“Priscilla (Female), please stop. We’ll go out when we hear the Trolls’ footsteps,” I said.
“How boring. Let’s enjoy ourselves since we have the chance,” Priscilla replied.
It’s not a line someone should say while pulling up their pants, but the enemy is approaching. I don’t want to fight with two Swords. Please, fight seriously. If we don’t eliminate the Lich and the Trolls, this war is lost.
Even if we sacrifice half of Koatotemites City, we can stop the Orcs, but the Lich and Trolls won’t be easy.
It was clear when the Trolls crossed the Castle Wall. The unpleasant sound of something large crushing something small with its weight. Simultaneously, explosions began to echo throughout the city, and the Orcs were likely being crushed to death.
“We’re going. Prioritize the Lich, but eliminate as many Trolls as possible. As for the Black Flame Dragon, just gouge out its eyes and leave it. Let it rampage on its own,” I instructed.
“Alright! Let’s kill them!” Priscilla exclaimed.
We adjusted our final Strategy and attire in the closet and prepared to face our final battle. Before that…
Exiting the closet, Alana staggered with her knees giving out, while Priscilla shouldered her Halberd energetically. I gently slipped my hand between Priscilla’s Leather Armor and her chest from behind.
Godspeed Super Vibration!
It’s not good to just take it. I have to get some revenge. With my left hand, I massaged Priscilla’s chest, eliciting a groan, and I silently made a V-sign in my heart.
I never thought this would lead to ending the war sooner.
What burst through the door was a Troll’s leg. Frankly, I wanted to ask the Troll for “help.” Breaking through the door was correct, but more accurately, it was “breaking through and escaping.”
Priscilla, who had been hit by Super Vibration and Godspeed, inexplicably became enraged, transformed from human to Lycanthrope, and began swinging her Halberd in the cramped room.
What burst through the door was a Troll’s leg.
As I bowed my head and said, “I’m sorry,” I dodged the Halberd, and the Troll’s leg was sliced horizontally. I then struck the neck of the fallen Troll, killing it. I no longer knew who the enemy was.
“Priscilla (Female), it was a joke. Calm down,” I said.
“Die, die, die!” Priscilla yelled.
“Sister, am I allowed to kill them? I mean, I am allowed to kill them, right?” Alana asked.
You too, Alana? Is your waist okay? You can rest if you want. Maybe “allowed to kill” was a mishearing of “allowed to do”?
Alana’s Sword Gauntlet. The two-bladed sword extending from the gauntlet doesn’t have Super Vibration, but it’s built small to take advantage of Alana’s speed.
When these two team up, it becomes a speed battle, and I can’t keep up. When Christine (Female) gets involved, my heart stops, and I can’t breathe. For now, I thought about running away, but after defeating the Troll, an idea came to me. Right, let’s run towards the Troll’s side.
I ran, drawing the two tornados after me and involving the Troll. The caught Troll was battered and killed by the tornado’s blades. The thought of suffering the same fate if I were left behind sent a shiver down my spine.
“You bastard, just die,” I muttered.
I don’t want to die. If I’m going to die, I’ll push you down. I want to penetrate Priscilla until time runs out.
“I understand why Sister fights with her sword during guard duty. Ah, it’s the best,” Alana declared.
Don’t learn strange things. Normal is the best. However, the narrowness of the closet was good. Cats probably like small spaces, don’t they?
Who can stop me now? I found the Lich and attacked it preemptively. I didn’t strike with full power. The Lich deflected my considerably weakened blow with defensive magic.
“Get out of the way!” Priscilla roared.
Priscilla, the Lycanthrope, ripped through the Lich’s defensive magic and swung her Halberd from its head straight down. Seeing this, I began to worry if I could stop it with the Super Vibration Shield.
If I run, the number of corpses will increase. Neither the Lich, the Troll, nor even the Black Flame Dragon can stop the two tornados. Of course, neither can I.
