Patricia in Pursuit, Christopher in Adultery 1
The sun sets early in the forest.
The hunt was called off around 18:00, and the adventurers and other participants returned to the forest entrance with the day's battle results in their carts.
Christo continued to direct the dispatch of wagons and withdrawal. It was after 20:00 when the last cart safely returned.
Soldiers were lined up on the defense line that had been built just outside the forest to the north.
Christo took Patricia back to a patch of farmland in the pioneer village that had been turned into a meadow, where Netzel, Melvina, Laira, and Laranoa were sitting around a bonfire, talking.
When Netzel spots Christo's face, he beckons to him.
"What brings you to the front lines like this, Netzel-sama?"
"It's just that I'm tired of drinking in the castle. Today's meal was made by the young girls of the village, not Melvina-san. Ah, I'm not saying that the village girls are bad at cooking. I just don't like a dish that's just mashed potatoes and mixed with herbs."
"Hahaha"
Christo smiled politely.
"Because salt is a precious commodity, it tends to have a bland taste, and it's not for everyone. I wish we had beast meat."
"I wish I could eat monster meat. Werewolf and troll meat smells bad and looks tough."
"The meat of the giant spider is delicious, Your Excellency."
Melvina interrupted.
"Spider!? No, spider meat is a bit..."
"It’s white and feels like chicken meat. But it seems disgusting if you imagine it."
"How do you eat the meat of a giant spider?"
When Christo asked, Melvina replied, [By roasting the legs].
"The shell makes it steamy. You snap them off like a crab, and the white flesh comes out and the white steam rises up. It is delicious and eaten as is with a sprinkle of salt, but if you make a soup with mushrooms, it will warm you up and fill you up."
"I'll give it a try later. The fried frog meat is also delicious with beer. Thanks for always giving me new perspectives."
"If Handsome-kun eats it, I might as well eat it too."
"Then let's have a secret barbecue!"
When Melvina said so, Netzel intentionally cleared his throat.
"Ah, the barbecue is good, but are the monsters okay? I heard you missed the [Mighty Star]."
"Netzel-sama, the [Mighty Star] was wounded by the holy sword. You saw what happened to demons who received the holy sword when Baron Ixel was killed, right?"
"All I was shown was the corpse."
"Your Excellency, the demons who received the holy sword will not be saved."
Patricia, who was standing behind Christo, said quietly.
"The effect of the holy sword is immense. Even the king of the dragon race, the strongest among the demons, will die in less than half a day after being hit by the holy sword."
"You think the [Mighty Star] is probably dying by now?"
"If the [Mighty Star] is an individual of the king class, and if you think about things by general standards, he will be on the verge of death by now."
Christo, Patricia, and Laira all know that Eltharion is a demon god that has surpassed the king class. However, from a general point of view, it is not possible to determine that Eltharion is a demon god. The common understanding of the strike team is that Eltharion is a powerful elf of the presumed king class.
Patricia seems to think that Eltharion is not dead, but in front of Netzel, she gives a general answer based on the information the subjugation team had.
Christo turned to Netzel.
"For the time being, let's hunt the remnants in the northern forest and see how things go for a day or two. In the meantime, it's good to think about what to do with the god of the swamp."
"The god of the swamp is hostile. I think we have no choice but to defeat it, right?"
"The problem is the management of the former Soderholm territory after killing the god of the swamp, Netzel-sama."
".........?"
"The area around the settlement is now mainly oats, barley, and potatoes. The potatoes are about five or six per half a seed potato. For barley, the ratio of seed to harvest is about two to one."
"Is that too little?"
Netzel tilts his head.
Christo looked at Patricia.
Patricia speaks politely with her eyes down.
"I'm afraid it's on the small side, Your Excellency. In modern times, even in areas where the yield is said to be low, there are 3 to 3. In areas with a large harvest, the ratio is more than 1 to 7. As for the potatoes, in my opinion, they all seem to be small in this region."
"What is the ratio of wheat at Lowell's place?"
"My parents' family was in the midst of war all the time... But every year there was a ratio of 1 to 3. We were able to keep a surplus by trading in relatively expensive items other than wheat, such as apples, apple liquor, rare flowers, black marten pelts, dragon scales, and so on."
When Patricia finally finished her answer, Netzel made a frankly troubled face.
"Hmm. That's not good, is it?"
"It's not good. But when the number of rabbits and deer in the forest decreases, and the acorns that the pigs eat and the clover that the cows eat disappear from the meadows, the village will quickly lose money. The pioneer village was in a state of abundance thanks to the wondrous bounty of the god of the swamp."
"Christo, what can we do?"
"There are several ways to go about it. The most aggressive one is to negotiate with the god of the swamp. If we can obtain from it some earth magic that will affect the soil of the land, we can use it to cultivate it, or to stir up the heavy soil of the arable land to improve the crops."
"How are we going to negotiate?"
"We should send a messenger. I'll send them. If Eltharion dies and the forest monsters are destroyed, it will have no choice but to accept our demands."
If it did not agree, they would spread the [Blue Ashes] to the swamps and overrun them.
He doesn't know what kind of beast the god of the swamps is, but if it is intelligent, it should be able to figure that out.
"I'll leave you to it."
"Yes. However, we should consider what we will do if the god of the swamp does not agree to our demands or if we have to kill it. As it is now, the god of the swamp is holding hostage the magic of the land that enriches the land here, so there is a possibility that it will not agree to our favorable terms."
Christo raised three fingers.
"One, we need to introduce some kind of superior tool to dig through the heavy soil. Second, we need to reorganize the land by characteristics, such as proximity to the river, distance from the river, flatness, and ruggedness, and review the land's use and drainage systems. Three, to do something about wheat and potato varieties. At any rate, if we can get these three things done, we can get by without the god."
"Oh!"
"There are a lot of places to cultivate, and if you trade with the right places for timber, it will become an important source of income, so it’s not a hopeless place like Gwendolyn’s [Desolate Zone]. The resource itself lies dormant in abundance."
"Um, I'm sorry. Is it okay to say something?"
"What's wrong, Melvina?"
"As for tools, I have a friend who corresponds with an inventor father. He made a heavy iron plow that was driven by oxen and horses to dig up the land, but he said he couldn't find a buyer."
"It would be nice to have oxen and horses pull the plow."
Patricia nods.
"But from what I have seen, we don't have enough oxen. We have to buy new oxen and horses for digging. But even if we did, won't the current pasture be enough to cover it?"
"As a guideline, how much of the harvest will be applied to oxen and horses? According to the scholars of the royal capital, surely one-third?"
"Yes, it's generally one-third. If you cultivate three fields, one will be taken by oxen and horses."
"Then how about having Christo-san's golem pull a wheeled plow?"
"That's a good idea. Christo, what do you think? If it's a golem, you don't have to pay for the food, right?"
"My golem can only be used in the royal capital."
Christo shakes his head.
"Since it's indigenous magic in the royal capital, even if you generate a golem, it won't work properly over here."
"What kind of golem is your golem, Handsome-kun?"
"It will be a druidic golem made of mistletoe and the bones of the dead."
"Oh, that one. Mistletoe and the iron-rich soil of the royal capital. This soil is more clay and humus mixed with lime. There is not enough iron to form a layer of artificial muscle for the golem. Even if we use the bones of the dead, they won't have magical powers unless the native gods allow it, so we can't use the soil in the capital and the dead locally."
Laira continued, [But].
"I will create a golem with alchemy. It doesn't use the bones of the dead. It can't move organically like a druid's golem, but it can do simple movements like pulling farm tools without any problems."
"Really?"
"For real. If it looks good, contact the alchemy department of the Magic Association. The Magic Association is currently marketing its name all over the country, so I'm sure they will give you a discount on the work."
"How much exactly?"
"About one gold coin. But if I'm in charge, you'll get seven silver coins discount. In exchange, you will continue to take good care of the Alchemy Department of the Magic Association and Laira Almqvist."
"I understand. I'll be happy to pay my respects to the chairman."
"Christo, I'd rather have the Frontier Count's face be seen by him than yours."
"Me? I've learned enough already, Laira-san."
"Ahaha, thank you."
Patricia nodded once.
"I'd like to know what kind of wheat we can use. Mel, do you have any suggestions?"
"I heard from an acquaintance that Duke Leopoldo Salvatori of the Night Empire has developed a new variety."
"Ah, the one that is short and doesn't fall over easily. It is also resistant to rust."
Hearing Patricia and Melvina's story, Netzel frowned.
"Are you going to introduce wheat from the [Night Empire] in the south? It's warm over there, but it's cold here."
"Your Excellency, temperature is important for the growth of wheat, but the hours of sunlight are even more important."
"Eh, is that so?"
"Plants know the rhythm of germinating and producing seeds in sunlight. Duke Salvatori’s wheat is a crossbreed with the wheat of the Hero territory, and I have heard that it is an excellent variety that can handle a wide range of hours of sunlight."
"The hours of sunlight here are not so different from those in the Hero's territory. So, will it work?"
Christo opened his mouth to Netzel.
"For the time being, why don’t you inquire with the Duke? It won’t be a loss to buy some wheat as a trial."
"Right. Let's do it. Laranoa?"
"Yes, immediately"
"Ah, Laranoa-sensei. I'll send a letter to the inventor... to ask them to send the data, so can I borrow a messenger bird?"
"No problem. Please, Melvina-san."
Christo nodded, [Okay].
"Let’s cross the wheat with some from the former Soderholm territory. It's just time to sow the seed."
× × ×
Not all of the ideas that everyone came up with would work out.
There will always be unexpected events somewhere, and there will be times when they will receive opposition from the villagers.
In this light, the safest course of action is to negotiate with the god of the swamp and receive the magic that will lead to the fertility of the land.
(You never know what kind of traps might be lurking in the swamp. But after three days of wandering in the forest, the old man finally had a chance encounter with the god of the swamp.)
He had planned to send the [Wood Woman] as a messenger, but if he returned that thing to the swamp, there was a good chance it would not come back. If that were the case, it would be more certain and quicker if Christo jumped into the enemy's bosom from the beginning.
(Sooner or later, Eltharion would either be dead or he would send me a letter asking for the [Primordial Elixir]. If life is at stake, he will try to turn Ulrika into his own kind, even if somewhat forcefully, in order to preserve the race. ――After either of these things happens, I will ride alone into the swamp.)
If he makes contact with the god, negotiate.
If it doesn't listen, he'll use enchantment to force it to give in.
If he doesn't want to use charm after talking to it, or if it won't be charmed, he will kill it on the spot.
Eltharion, who will get in the way, is incapable of fighting.
If he stands up to Christo now, he is no match for him.
As he walked back to the guesthouse in the village at sunset, he was confronted by Patricia, who was carrying a large axe and a huge mace, at the entrance.
"It's already getting dark. All the adventurers have left the forest. If you're going to go hunting, do it tomorrow morning."
"No, I'm going into the forest now."
"I won't be able to keep up. I can't go hiking in this form."
Caught on a branch or kicked a tree root.
In human form, Christo was even worse at mountain hiking than Ulrika.
Even though he had the physical ability and spatial awareness, he lacked any knowledge, skill, or experience in mountain hiking, so he moved slowly day and night, and although he did not get hurt, his clothes and shoes were torn to shreds.
Since they have stronger physical muscles than humans, the durability of what they are wearing is greatly reduced when they bump into branches, leaves, and tree roots.
Earlier, he had just ruined an important pair of shoes in the shallow depths of the forest.
Patricia strikes her usual pose of emphasizing her explosive breasts. The axe and mace on her back made a faint clinking sound.
"I'm not taking you with me. This is my own personal hunt."
"What are you hunting?"
"You know. I'm going to drop the [Mighty Star]."
"Getting fame like this. Are you in a hurry? You've been very helpful, though."
Patricia shook her head when Christo said that.
"It's not that I don't have the intention to somehow gain battle results because I haven't been active so far. But more than that, I feel that the [Mighty Star] needs to be pursued."
"He had received the Holy Sword."
"But we let him escape. Of course, I understand that the theory is to put one blow using the holy sword and then wait for it to die. However, that thing is a demon god. Its body structure is different from that of normal elves. There is a possibility that the residue of the holy sword will be misidentified as [not an elf] and stop the erosion in the middle of the process."
"From what I saw, it seemed that Eltharion had been quite badly eroded."
"Even so, we should not stop the pursuit. If it is possible to defeat him, I will strike and defeat him. There is no need to wait too long. If you were Eltharion, you would think you were doomed if your pursuers came after you here, wouldn't you?"
"Yeah. I do think so."
"Do what your opponent doesn't like―― this is basic in battle."
"I understand. But there is one condition for you to go hunting."
"Whatever you want. You are my employer. Now that I've been found, I'll do whatever you say."
"Have s*x with me."
"Yes. ――――Fue!?"
"What do you mean by fue?"
"W-what are you saying! Can you stop saying things that don't make sense all of a sudden!? I'm sure you're always thinking about nothing but my breasts! But it's the worst!"
"I have no sinister intentions. By having s*x with you and coating you with my bodily fluids, you will share a tolerance to Eltharion's power. In addition, I will be able to locate you through my fluids. If anything should happen to you, I will assume my true form and come running to you."
"I-I see?"
"Well, let's go somewhere out of sight for now. Melvina might come back here."
"No, but, but..."
"You asked for a reward this morning, didn't you?"
"That's... that's true, but. There is a time and a place for that."
"Now is the time. I can't allow you to go hunting without having s*x with me. If you want to go into the forest, you have to have s*x with me."
When Christo said that in a strong tone, Patricia lowered her head weakly.
"Why are you doing this..."
"Hmm?"
"I-it's nothing. ――I understand. If you have consideration for me, I will take advantage of it. My best regards."
"Yes. Where should we fuck then? We could go to the thicket and use the communal sauna near the village."
"Are you going to use the well-intentioned sauna for travelers set up by the former lord for the purpose of fucking!?"
"The old man will be watching over my majestic appearance. He will also shed tears wherever he is now when he sees my majestic ejaculation."
"They are tears of sorrow, I understand."
"I'm sure he'll cry with joy. Then let's move."
"This person is really the worst..."
Approaching Patricia, whose shoulders are dropping, he hugs her shoulders.
Patricia, who was lightly dressed, shivered when his hand touched her arm.
Even though she was clearly reluctant to say it, the smell of a female odor rose from her. The smell was clear because she had carefully removed the scent of her perfume.
Patricia was in heat in seconds.
"It looks like it's accumulated a lot?"
"――――. S-shut up."
"I think I just gave you a lot the other day, though."
"........."
"You're cute, Patricia."
"C-can you please don't say things like that lightly? Before I am a woman, I am a mother and a warrior. Up until now, and from now on, nhh――――"
He took away her lips
They turn their bodies to face each other and embrace.
The smell of the leather armor and the feel of the weapon, when he put his hand on her back, was a nuisance.
"……It's not fair."
When he lets go of her lips, Patricia looks down.
Christo chuckled and pulled her away from the spot.
× × ×
The sauna is located in a wooded area to the west of the village.
The sauna is as quiet as ever, with no lights on.
The incense to repel the monsters was still swaying in the wind without any new incense being added.
Christo opened the door to the sauna and went inside, lighting it with rune magic.
Orange light illuminates the wooden interior.
"Um, I thought you were supposed to cleanse yourself first before entering the sauna."
Patricia said as she took off her boots and stepped into the sauna.
"Ah, that's right. Then take off your armor."
"Haa, I said something unnecessary again..."
He takes off his shirt, pants, and underwear, which have been tattered from hiking in the mountain.
Patricia picked up the clothes and said, [Hey, don't take them off and make a mess!].
"There is a bucket over there, so how about cleaning it with hot water?"
"Yeah. You'll do the laundry while I'm fucking you.
"Then I'll take my clothes off, too."
"You’re bold. Was it like that when you had s*x with Setanta?"
"Don't talk about him"
"I'm sorry. It's just male nature. A beautiful woman like you always chooses her man. I sometimes wonder if I'm not living up to your expectations for a fine young man like Setanta."
"...Nothing in particular, it was normal."
Patricia turned away, looking bored.
"Also, please stop saying that I'm always looking for men."
"How many points am I as a man out of 100? Purely as a s*x partner."
"Your personality is the worst, so it's minus 100 points.
Patricia fades out her words after saying that much. Unlike men, in these things it's important to have a heart-to-heart――"
Patricia says that much and fades the words out.
"What's wrong? You and Setanta trusted each other, didn't you?"
"……That's right"
"Then, did Setanta feel better than you did with me?"
When Christo said that, Patricia surely gave him a sharp look.
"Please stop talking about him. I will get angry."
"Sorry, sorry. I won't mention it again."
"I hope so. It's atrocious, so please stop it."
"I understand. Then, let's start by giving me a titty-fucking."
"Sure."
Patricia removed her leather breastplate and unbuttoned her bursting white shirt.
The buttons bounced with a loud thud, and the tits, which had been held back by the shirt, shook and regained their shape.
Patricia knelt down and looked up at Christo with a cold stare.
"Let me tell you, I'm going hunting after this, so I won't do it seriously. If you want to ejaculate, use this chest and ejaculate as you please."
"Hmm, so you're saying it's a s*x led by me? Anyway, let's see if I can get you to take it seriously and shake your arms."
"I'm not going to be serious. If you are going to shake your arms, don't shake your arms, shake your hips."
Patricia crossed her arms under her lower breasts, which were still wrapped in her shirt.
The big breasts are even bigger than before, and they are raised up.
The dark cleavage between her breasts was emphasized by the open white shirt.
"Come on, hurry up. Why don't you stick your dirty thing in here?"
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