Chapter 15: Ghost of Mist 2
On the first night of his first day of extracurricular activity, Setanta Lou woke up suddenly in his own tent.
Setanta, who had grasped a sword at the age of five, gone into battle at ten, and become an accomplished warrior by the time he was twelve, was able to wake up immediately if his body sensed anything unusual, even if he was asleep. Subconsciously, he could distinguish between the sounds made by small animals and the wind and anything else, and if he sensed anything else, his right hand would instantly reach for the sword at his side and he would be ready for battle in an instant.
Setanta clears his throat in the darkness.
A tingling sensation.
If he put his ear to the ground, he could feel the vibration of countless footsteps, mingled with the sound of the church knights' boots.
Thump*, thump*. His heart makes a sound.
The countless footsteps are reaping the lives of the church knights like the wind.
The sound of the knights' footsteps is rapidly diminishing.
"Oi."
In the darkness.
Relying on the red light emitted by the cutlass, he crawls like a snake on the ground and calls out to the male student next to him on his right.
"――――"
A sigh of sleep.
He is sleeping.
"Tch."
(The sky is cloudy and not a single star can be seen. I ate my meal around the time the eighteenth bell rang in the evening. Judging from how hungry I am, it's probably a little after daylight now.)
Then it's no good.
They're not going to wake up anytime soon.
Shit――.
He has no choice but to call out to some of the church knights nearby and explain the situation.
After that, he would wake up Pat, Kitten, Gwendolyn, the teacher, and the students, in that order.
Kitten―― that stupid cat, had been drinking.
She might not wake up.
Worst case scenario, if Pat wakes up, it will work out somehow.
He could protect everyone and beat the shit out of all the assailants.
But he can't do it alone.
He can't protect everyone...
"Hey, you."
"Huh?"
"Uwawa!? Is that you, hero? What are you doing here at this hour?"
When he spoke to the two church knights who were closest to him on the outskirts of the encampment, they were surprised. Setanta grabbed them by the arms and pulled them to the ground.
"Enemy attack. I don't know how many there are, but there are more than 30 of them. They've already surrounded the encampment."
"W-what?" "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure of it. Even now, one by one, your people are being eliminated."
"Eh!? For now, let's contact our superior."
"Wait, don't leave my side.... It's too late. If you go now, you will be killed too."
Once again, Setanta used his superhuman senses to search for signs of the enemy around him.
They move fast.
They are not thieves.
They have definitely been trained in combat.
"Bend down and follow me. Move clockwise to the women's tent. Wake up Patricia and the others, and then."
As soon as Setanta said this, he crawled on the ground like a snake.
Although he moves like a writhing snake, there is no sound at all.
Then he weaves his way through the dead grass and pounces on a figure that has been communicating with someone by imitating an owl's voice.
"――――!"
He broke its neck
Not even a second has passed.
Setanta imitates the voice of the owl and returns the signal in the same pitch that he heard earlier.
The signal came back――.
(Good.)
They can go.
Keep going like this――.
“Wait, wait, Setanta-dono! Whoa, someone is lying down!?”
“Student? Are you all right!? Hey, pull yourself together!"
"――――! You idiot, don't stand up, lie down."
He shouted sharply at the two church knights who had just come rushing from behind.
These two are no good.
They must be some amateur boys.
Their skill level is too low and they have no sense of crisis.
In addition, Setanta's own lack of explanation was also a factor.
Even if he suddenly pulled down the knights to the ground and told them that there's been an attack, a young knight working on the mainland would not immediately understand what was going on. Setanta could not feel the knights' agitation because he could not think from the other party's point of view. This was the moment when his weakness of being self-centered worked in a bad way.
"――――! Get down!"
Next was a serious, loud voice.
If the enemy sensed them now, they would take the sleeping men hostage and they would be in a bad situation―― he knew that, but he couldn't sacrifice the lives of the two men in front of him. He could not abandon them on the spur of the moment.
Setanta slammed both arms into the ground, leaped at once, and at the same time, the [God's Sword] appeared. He strengthened his physical ability with [Swear to the Blue Holy Tree] as he moved. He danced in the darkness like a one-winged bird, knocking down two arrows that were shot at the knights.
Setanta landed on all fours like a beast and immediately stood up to take a fighting stance.
"Eh?" "W-what the hell is that? A wild dog?"
(No, of course not!)
"――――. It's Setanta Lou."
It appeared at the same time as the footsteps.
Setanta bared his fangs.
"Grrrr..."
"Fuu, I see. I'm going to have a hard time catching this one."
The two men who emerged from the darkness were a man with a cut on his cheek and a muscular man.
The one with the cut on his cheek is wearing a dirty military coat. He seems to be on the defensive side.
The muscular man was lightly dressed. He was holding a crossbow and a large knife in his hand. It seems that it was this man who fired the arrow.
(These guys are strong.).
He estimated their approximate strength from the balance of their torso.
Setanta's instincts told him that they were strong opponents.
(But.)
Setanta lifts the edge of his mouth with a grin.
Tension runs through the faces of the two attackers.
"――――"
The man with a scar on his cheek.
Behind him.
Gwendolyn is holding a knife to his temple, as if she is holding his head gently.
"...!?"
The man with a scar bends down to avoid Gwendolyn's knife, but the next blow, a knee to the back of his head, sends him sprawling to the ground. Another blow was aimed at his spine as a follow-up blow. Gwendolyn's decision was that the large back of the target would avoid fatalities due to the military coat.
He rolls to avoid the attack aimed at his spine.
However, when the man took a passive stance and moved away, Gwendolyn's [God's Sword] deeply sliced through his chest.
"Guuhhh!?"
"Gilsanas! ――Uh, w-what!?"
The muscular man was about to help, but before he could do so, five arrows, glowing blue, pierced the ground as if to restrain his movement. The man turned his eyes at the [God's Bow] ―and immediately twisted around to see the woman with the short spear, who took a low posture and made a sharp thrust toward his side.
The spear rips deep into the man's side.
A red hair fluttered, and the blow was aimed at the man's neck.
"Kuh."
The muscular man leaps forward and lands next to the man with a
scar.
Each of them held their wounded spot and backed away.
"Setanta, you're safe."
The red-haired woman―― Patricia twirled her short spear around her body, shaking off the blood on the tip of the spear. She stands with her spear hidden behind her back and looks at the enemy in front of her.
Next to her, Gwendolyn, dressed in a black battle coat, lands soundlessly.
"Pat! And Gwendolyn. Thanks!"
"We'll hold these men back. You save everyone."
"Shut up! I'll fight too!"
"Eh... U-um. Please, listen to me, Setanta."
"Shut up! All you have to do is support me!"
"Are you insane!? Please calm down! Please make a calm decision――"
"Shut up!"
"――――. Yes……"
"You small fry. Small fry, small fry, small fry."
Gwendolyn replaced the knife in her opposite hand and drew her saber.
“You guys are amazingly small fry! I'll kill you in an instant! Go ahead and apologize to your mother for being born a small fry! You small fry, small lowly creatures!"
"A-ah!? What a cheeky little bitch you are!"
The man with a scar ――Gilsanas glared at Gwendolyn with murderous intent in his voice.
The muscular man gritted his teeth.
"Let's get out of here. This is not good."
"Shut up! We won't run away!"
“…...! ......Is this it? I understand. I'll stay with you until the end."
The two men's eyes were fixed.
The eyes of those prepared to die.
"There is no longer any need to hold back! Gaaahhhhh!"
Setanta lunges at the two men with his hands empty, as if he were a predator facing its prey.
The figures of Patricia and Gwendolyn faded out in the darkness of the night and circled to the left and right to cut off the two men's retreat.
The muscular man muttered to Gilsanas.
"Farewell, my friend."
He looked up at Setanta, who bared his fangs and leaped at him with overwhelming weight.
In a second, he would die, either by having his head crushed in or his heart gouged out―― both men held up their weapons.
However, the future of death did not come.
Setanta, Patricia, and Gwendolyn, who had attacked from the front, left and right, moved away from the two men as if they were repelled.
A white figure suddenly appeared in front of the two who stood still with dumbfounded faces.
Gilsanas opened his eyes.
"White Knight!"
“…………”
White Knight.
A monster clad in white armor who came up with a plan to kidnap Setanta.
The white knight fluttered his red cloak and stood still to protect the two men.
Setanta, Patricia, and Gwendolyn stand on alert and face them.
All three of them sensed the strange atmosphere of the White Knight.
"Who the hell are you?"
"――――"
The white knight doesn't answer.
Instead, a cat beastkin female warrior appeared from behind Setanta with a huge sword on her shoulder.
"Kitten. You're here." "Kat, you're late."
"Tch, shut up, Patricia, I'm reflecting on it."
“You haven’t regretted even one millimeter, you scum! Hurry up and get ready! Do you want to die!"
"Ah? You're noisy. If you don't shut up, I'll kill you, Gwendolyn."
Kat―― a large cat beastkin woman warrior, pushed Gwendolyn and Patricia aside, saying, "Get out of the way, I'll do it". Setanta took a sword from Patricia and warned her.
“Kitten. Don't rush in. You'll be cut down in an instant."
"I said I'd do it, Setanta."
Kat went in front of the three, her whole body tense as she faced the white knight.
She was wearing almost no cloth.
Her thighs were muscular, making a tremendous noise.
Her right foot cracked the reddish-brown ground.
Kat smirked at the sight of the White Knight's heavy armor.
"Hah, that's lame armor. You piece of junk, this Kat Wailde-sama will flatten you to a pulp."
"No Kat. That white knight is obviously inviting you. From here on..."
“Shut up! Doryaaaahhhh!"
The cat beastkin female warrior kicks the ground vigorously and rushes in.
The white knight made no pretense of running away at all and instead put its hand over the mouth of its helmet.
In its hand, there was a large beast's tooth on it.
"[Breath of the Rotten Dragon]"
The words muttered by the white knight are carried away by the wind.
But the magic was indeed activated, and in accordance with the ancient contract, the beast's fangs shattered and a dark green mist of poison spread forward.
"I won't let that stop me! [God's Shield]! Whaaa!?"
Kat tied the holy seal of the shield and a blue shield appeared in front of her.
This prevented the fog from approaching from the front, but it did not dispel the fog that enveloped her from the left and right. She stumbled over a stone and fell face-first to the ground, twitching.
"Oh..., oe..., buoh."
Blowing white bubbles and writhing around.
Kat immediately stopped moving.
Patricia opens her eyes wide.
"Kat!"
"It's okay, Kitten is still alive! ...But."
Setanta looks around.
Countless figures appeared around the three of them, one after another, narrowing the encirclement.
"Uu, help me" "Setanta, don't care about us!"
The attackers had taken hostage the students and teachers who were sleeping in the tents.
Setanta heard a shrill cry of pain and looked to see that the two young knights he had just saved earlier had their throats cut and killed by Gilsanas and the muscular man.
"The tables have turned, Setanta Lou."
"Put down your weapons and surrender, Setanta Lou, or you will all die. Every ten seconds you hesitate, I will kill one."
"Do you think I would accept such a threat?"
"Wait, hey, Setanta! Please, help me!" "It's okay! Don't care about us!"
Setanta lowers himself.
However, the white knight interrupted him without a sound.
Setanta had no choice but to retreat.
"Tch."
(This guy is the worst. As long as he's around, everything we do will be suppressed, and we will end up not being able to save anyone!)
Setanta's instincts warned him that this was not an opponent he could fight with a time limit, or under unfavorable conditions.
"Setanta."
"Ah?"
Setanta turned around at the sound of a small voice. Gwendolyn had removed her black coat.
"Give Papa this month's aid."
"Ha?"
"And I wish for you support him from next month onwards."
"What are you saying?"
Gwendolyn did not answer, but stepped forward.
With her hand behind her back, she quickly scribbled some words.
"White Knight. I will stop him."
"――――" "――――!"
"Hey, woman! Don't come any further forward! I'll kill this guy!"
Gwendolyn stopped and fell to her knees at the sound of Gilsanas' voice.
Setanta stopped Patricia, whose eyes widened.
"Setanta, come this way! Don't resist!"
"I understand. I'm going now. So don't touch everyone."
Setanta threw down his sword and stepped forward with his hands raised.
In response, the white knight pointed its right hand at Setanta.
On its hand was the fang of another beast.
The eyes of all present were fixed on Setanta, who made the loudest movement.
"――――"
In an instant, Gwendolyn leaped.
There is no sound.
Faster than anyone else, she disappears into the night, unnoticed.
“…………”
The white knight noticed.
It pointed its left hand at Gwendolyn, who was about to thrust her sword through the gap in its armor.
The attack from there was instantaneous.
A number of sword flashes flashed, all of which were blocked by something rainbow-colored that appeared in front of the white knight.
However, Gwendolyn's onslaught, which seemed to crush it from above, did indeed stop the white knight's movement.
The white knight has its right hand on Setanta and its left hand on Gwendolyn.
There was no way for him to invoke his magic anymore――.
Patricia, who was the only one free, had already generated two [God's Swords] in a position where the white knight's gaze was blocked―― above Gwendolyn's rear.
Gwendolyn, move out of the way――.
Patricia shouted.
At the same time, the white knight's left arm gouged Gwendolyn's stomach.
Gwendolyn gripped the arm firmly while spitting blood.
"I've got you. I'm not letting go."
"――――!"
"Don't worry, you don't have to tell me why. I'm not interested."
"――――"
"But you'll have to pay for it."
Gwendolyn brought her lips to the white helmet and whispered.
"I will kill you, Christopher. You will die a quiet death."
"??????"
Gwendolyn grabbed the white knight by the shoulders and put more weight on him.
“I will take you to the holy tree!”
"Gwendolyn!"
Patricia's eyes widened.
The white knight's red eyes widened.
"Do it, kuh...! Aaahhhh!"
Behind Gwendolyn, who was smiling madly, Patricia swung the two swords.
× × ×
"――Nhh, ah, a――ah... Haa, C-Christo-san, Christo-san."
Midnight, in the shadow of a large reddish-brown rock.
Christo was thrusting his penis in a steady rhythm into Melvina's waist, which had her hands on the large rock.
Both are already naked.
Foreplay, including kissing, was already over.
"Ha――ahh, nkuh, fu――uu."
He had a hard time getting Melvina out of the camp.
There was also a patrol knight, and Melvina herself resisted, saying, "Getting out from the camp is something a delinquent would do!"
However, after he took her out to the rocky area, she started to actively seek him out.
"Ah, hii... I-I can't get pregnant, yet. I'd be troubled."
"I'll make sure I let it out outside."
Since he is an incubus, he can impregnate her if he wants to, but on the other hand, he can separate it from a meal. She says that today is a safe day, but she is worried because of the amount of semen Christo produces each time. But he was sure she won't mind that anytime soon.
He held her upper body and reach for the bush between her legs.
As he sucks her neck and stirs her pubic hair, Melvina's secret hole twitches even more and tightened her folds around the penis.
The love juices she was secreting were soaking the pole and ball sack, and even creating black spots on the rock at her feet.
"Haa, a――――ah, ahh... it feels good..."
After having s*x several times, Melvina's sense of shame gradually faded away.
Of course, when she's sober, she gets embarrassed, but when her excitement rises like this, she obediently raises her voice of pleasure.
She thrusts the penis into the deepest part of her body, then stretches out her bent knees and stands on her tiptoes. Melvina's shoulders shudder and stick her tongue out.
When he put his finger there, she began to lick and suck it deliciously. She tasted the finger with her whole tongue or swallowed it close to her throat, and rolled it around in her slick saliva. Christo whispered, "You're a naughty girl," and she sucked his finger with a sweet, "Mmhh," and gulped the liquid.
"Nhh... Um, Christo-san."
"What?"
"I, properly, nhh, making Christo-san, ahh, feel good?"
"Yeah. It's so tight. I think I'm about to cum."
"I-I'm glad... nhh..."
He takes Melvina's lips.
The sweaty girl's skin is still and close to Christo's chest and belly.
The sweat was cooled by the night air, yet Melvina's skin was as hot as if she had just come out of the bath.
After making a slightly hesitant gesture, Melvina said.
“Christo-san, did you know that you are very popular with the girls in our class?”
"Yes, there are girls who often look at me."
He resumed his rigid extraction.
Slowly and deeply, he stirred up the vagina with the image of having the penis covered with love juice.
Melvina's ass seemed to glow white in the darkness.
There, a very thick penis was slowly swallowed and pulled out with a vile watery sound.
"I, hearing that, nhh... my heart tightened... hau."
"Melvina."
“I’m sorry. I don't want to be your shackle. When I think about you, a concubine is absolutely necessary.”
But she looked down.
"I want to be your number one, that's what I thought."
His penis hardens even further as the girl clearly shows her jealousy.
In the past week, when Christo flirted with other girls, she just smiled at them without saying a word. But―― inside, her heart tightened.
But if she let it out, they might think she was an emotional woman, so she quietly tucked it under her smile and tried not to let it come out.
"Can't you see that it's that kind of attitude that makes me violent?"
"Ah, eh? ――hii."
He pinched her clitoris.
Melvina screams at the sharp pain.
But when he loosened his fingers and slowly loosened the inside with his penis, she drooled from the corner of her mouth.
"Haanh, doon't, Cumming. Cumming, cumming..."
"Hora, Cum. Even though it's outside, show that cumming face."
"Nnhh... Fuu, fuu, fuu... nyaaaaahhh"
She squirts onto his fingers as he stirs her pubic hair.
The tightening on the penis becomes stronger, and the folds inside feel as if they are squirming with vaginal spasms.
He held Melvina from behind as she stands on her tiptoes, making it impossible for her to move, and ejaculate into her as she climaxes.
Spuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuuuuuurt*! Spuuuuuurt*!
Spuuuuurt*! Spuuuuuuuurt*!
Spurt*, spuuuuuuuurt*! Spuuurt*!
Spuuuuuurt*, spuuuuuurt*!
Spurt*!
"Nahh, i-it's coming out... ahh, Christo-san's seeds, so much..."
The tightening is strengthened and weakened so that the inside of the vagina assists the ejaculation.
After scooping up some semen and love juice with his finger and rubbing it against her clitoris, Melvina closed her legs and twisted her hips.
"Mmhhh..."
Melvina leaned against the rock and sat flat on the spot.
Christo took his coat, which was nearby, and put it on Melvina to keep her warm.
"T-thank you very much."
"You're welcome."
"Fufu, It's Christo-san's smell."
Melvina, who was gripping the edge of the coat with both hands, suddenly found the penis stained with their bodily fluids.
"That."
"Oh, it's dirty. I'll have to wipe it with a cloth before it dried up. Um, cloth, cloth."
"Wait."
Saying so, Melvina turned her body around and gently brought her face close to his crotch.
Her golden thread-like hair hung down to the ground.
Her hair, drenched in sweat, was somewhat bewitching and mature.
"I will lick it. If there is a way you want me to lick you, please tell me."
“Ah...... uu."
Her golden hair fluttered between his legs.
The dirty penis is covered with wet and warm liquid, and her front teeth hit the trunk a little bit.
Soon the entire rod was nothing but a hot oral sensation, and with each sucking...... the entire contents of the urethra were sucked out.
"Nhh... you're quick to learn anything, except holy arts."
The penis slithered up again in Melvina's mouth.
She sticks out her tongue a little and lets the tip of her tongue creep along the flesh while observing his expression.
"Uooh, ukuh."
"Look. I've learned another one of your weak points."
"Ooohh."
"Christo-san. ――I love you."
When she says that, she kisses the red and swollen glans.
It was a neat, pretty, and lewd kiss.
× × ×
Afterward, they used the hot water Christo had made to clean their bodies.
When they were done, they did not return to the encampment, but sat down side by side on a large rock and continued their rambling conversation. When asked if she needed to sleep, she told him that after Christo made love to her, her body would feel so good and she would be so horny that she would not be able to sleep even if she wanted to.
In fact, the body fluid of an incubus is highly effective as an aphrodisiac, so what she said was not a false assumption.
Christo hugs Melvina, who is wearing a negligee and a coat.
As he slipped his hand under her coat and stroked her plump, fertile bottom, she whispered in a teasing tone, "I'm already horny".
"I, too, will try to learn some magic."
Melvina leaned her head on Christo's shoulder and murmured. "I wonder why I did not come to this conclusion before".
“Magic is the technology of the demons who are in a position to be hunted. It is even more so if you are educated in the hero family."
"I don't care. I don't know if I will be able to use magic as well, accurately, and quickly as Christo-san, but I will learn it for the future. If you have any books on magic left over, could you lend them to me?"
"No problem."
Since ancient times, those who have formed a relationship with the devil and practiced magic have been called witches.
Witches inherited the wisdom of the devil and, by making a contract with the devil, were able to exercise their authority. Witches could also be of the light race, but since the appearance of the Demon King of Chaos and the intensification of the conflict, no witches have appeared among the light race.
"――Someone is coming."
As Christo strokes Melvina's hair, she raises her head like a cat and picks up her saber.
She is a few seconds late.
Christo, too, with his demon hearing, hears footsteps walking toward him.
The distance was probably about two hundred meters.
"Yeah, it's Laranoa-sensei."
"Eh!? How do you know?"
"Because of her footsteps. Also―― I could smell her on the wind."
If he said honestly, it would be obvious that he was not human, so Christo replied, "Maybe".
"Haa..."
"Let's go, I'll be honest with Laranoa-sensei and apologize. Blame it on me."
“No. I'll tell her that I invited you here. If I tell her that I tried to blackmail Christo-san by making a ready-made story, she'll be convinced!"
"It seems the fog has set in."
Melvina held her saber at her waist and looked around with a wary expression.
Christo nodded and frowned.
Suddenly— they smelled blood.
"Let's go. I will say I invited you here."
"No, it's my fault, so I'll be honest and say I invited you."
"Well, then, that means it was the fault of both of us!"
If that's the case, both of them will lose points, and nothing good will come of it―― and Christo kept silent. At this rate, the conversation will never end.
They both slipped out of the rock and ran back toward the encampment.
After a while, they saw a woman in a black chemise running toward them. She is breathing quite heavily.
"Laranoa-sensei!"
"You guys! Why are you here..."
Laranoa stopped in front of them and looked behind her.
Behind her―― in the direction of the encampment, there was a white mist, even though it was nighttime. It looked as if a warehouse full of trees had been burned.
"Did something happen?"
Melvina asked, noticing that something was wrong.
Laranoa grabbed Christo and Melvina by the shoulders and said with a serious face.
"We are retreating. It is an emergency. We must hurry back to the academy and get help."
Tftc
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