Information gathering was going smoothly.
The large-scale adventurer organization known as the Golden Battleship was the face of this town. They took on everything from medicinal herb gathering to caravan escorting, without worrying about the amount of rewards. Of course, they seemed to check whether a job had something shady behind it though.
“Popular with beautiful women, huh?”
Definitely my enemy, haha. Well, putting the Golden Battleship aside for now, I’d found out about the labyrinth that Shartalk and Nyamis belong to. It’s the Labyrinth of Power, located to the southeast of this town. It was quite famous, though it wasn’t well-known in the remote city of Gallons Pay. It was only after coming to this town that I’d heard about it for the first time.
Recently, the Rebellious Tartar Kingdom Army had been very active, causing most of the commerce and industry in the south to cease functioning. If goods stopped flowing, the town would inevitably decline. Starvation sieges, disappearance of entertainment—the dissatisfaction of the residents was on the verge of exploding. Once cracks of internal collapse appeared, it would allow external enemies to run rampant. I had often used this tactic myself to crush organizations. However, it required investigating transport routes and who was trading with whom, which took quite a bit of time since there were no communication bureaus in this world. The rebels’ efforts were evident—using sheer numbers to scout, watch, and attack streets and secret trade routes. The guards hired by the merchants weren’t pushovers either. They had to pay a heavy price—either stealing, burning, or contaminating the cargo. Stealing resulted in many casualties. Burning required sacrificing a few in a surprise attack. Contaminating required spies to die unnoticed while polluting the cargo.
“From mature women to young girls sitting on brothel tiers…”
There were some elements that slightly diminished their charm. Gap moe would’ve been fine, but… painful burn scars on their backs that became pronounced when their bodies heated up during sex. Their roughness startled me—I almost reflexively shouted that I hadn’t hurt them. It had been a while since my reflexes kicked in like that. I was doubly shocked. Some had prosthetic arms or legs. Hearing unsettling sounds during sex when something snapped off was not pleasant at all. And then there were unexpected skill activations—like the limited telepathy skill that only worked when skin touched skin. Just as I was about to climax, her voice echoed in my brain, disrupting my pleasure. She happily collapsed onto the bed, savoring the lingering sensation while I was left frustrated.
“Most were misses, too quirky.”
Hardly any girls stayed to stop me. They were mostly hired as servers or caretakers by clans and legions, starting with the Golden Battleship.
“I wish they’d do it for me…”
I wanted them to break their contracts and switch to me. Easy women. Bitches. Ah, to think I’d lose in terms of charm.
McGillis looked like a child. Even if he had charm, it was secure if he worked as a server for successful clans or legions. Even if he offered them high rewards, hiring him would seem suspicious because of how childlike he appeared.
“Ah, ah…”
McGillis wandered down the main street, ordering fruit water and baked sweets from his regular eatery.
“Here you go, custard dorayaki and fruit juice, comin’ right up~♪”
The staff spoke with a slight Tartarian accent. Immigrants, refugees, the impoverished—I had absolutely no sympathy for them. McGillis didn’t come here for the staff. He came for the women who came to eat baked sweets. Though, most were mothers or older women bringing their children, imagining their daughters’ growth while smiling and eating was just part of his daily routine.
“That girl… if she stays slim, she could aim for the brothel tiers, hehe.”
“…”
The staff thought of McGillis as a strange kid but approached him since he was a regular customer.
The town of Lumika to the southwest saw no changes in daily life thanks to the efforts of the Tartarus Kingdom’s regular army, clans, and legions. Behind the scenes, bloody battles were being fought, but only a handful knew. Even if the residents noticed, they pretended not to.
“Thanks for the meal. Here’s the payment.”
“Yes, come again~”
McGillis returned to the underground kingdom and had sex with his wives. Even his sons joined in for a great orgy.
“Gah! Don’t come near me! If I could move, I’d slash all of you—ugh!”
“Do me with your mouth♪ Mouth♪”
“I was going first!”
“Stop—ah!”
“First come, first serve.”
“…Then, I’ll use this other hole♪”
Nyamis had completely become a toy for the sons. Unable to move her limbs, even the muscles in her jaw had weakened, preventing her from biting off their dicks. She was just a flesh vessel being ravaged in her mouth.
“The town’s pharmacist does a good job, huh♪”
“Town…♥? More importantly, make me feel better///♥”
“Oh, yes, my cute wife♪”
“Ahhh~♥ Right there~♥ More♥ Deeper~♥”
The next day, rumors began to spread that the regular army had seized a mysterious facility (Branch 445) in Lumika.
“They built such a facility on our territory without permission?”
“Whose country was it anyway?”
“Heard it was the neighboring country, Jalfaro.”
“Really?!”
“My husband has connections in the regular army♪”
Hmm, interesting. McGillis overheard the gossip-loving wives. He became curious about the town where the army that took over Branch 445 was stationed.
“Strong, rebellious female soldiers…”
The last female soldier he’d abducted had become a wreck. It was really fortunate that he’d managed to get Shartalk and the others, keeping his fun alive.
“Time to go hunting for women♪”
McGillis headed to the town with the army that had taken over Branch 445, moving the underground kingdom along the way.
Wait for me~♪
