Chapter 17: Hunters Instinct 1
The wound, which I had hoped would heal with time, only worsened.
Fiona...!
Was she trying to kill me just because I deceived her, pretending to be a naive virgin, and had sex with her?
...
Honestly, I deserved to die.
If the wound had been just a little deeper, I would have surely died.
But I never regret catching Fiona and banging her pussy.
Nor do I regret having sex with Verdia.
"Ugh!"
'I need antibiotics.'
And a proper meal.
I was burning with fever and not thinking clearly.
Where the hell did Master go, leaving his dying disciple behind...?
Just as I began to sense the slow approach of death, a woman's scent reached my nose.
'What a nice scent...'
"Are you alright?"
Was this an angel coming to greet me?
Looking closely, a blonde-haired, green-eyed nun was gazing down at me with concern.
I was so weak that, even amidst the overwhelming emotion, I couldn't speak properly.
Then, she gently took my hand in both of hers and spoke reassuringly.
"I'll make you comfortable now."
Her voice was soft, like someone caring for a child.
The sister placed her hand on my chest and quietly chanted a spell.
"Benevolent Goddess of Light, Lady Illesia..."
A soft halo of light surrounded her hand, seeping into my body, and miraculously, my energy surged.
I had been in so much pain... but now, I felt fine.
"If I had known it was an emergency, I would have come sooner... I'm sorry."
"Master..."
"Bior-nim called for me. He'll be here soon."
Master called for this person.
It felt like I owed my life twice.
Ah, I shouldn't be having these lewd thoughts.
Seeing her large breasts create an alluring curve, swaying naturally with her movements...
"Ugh…"
"What's wrong? I'll help you."
"My dick…."
It's gotten hard.
My dick stood tall towards the sky, not just pitching a tent but single-handedly lifting my pants.
The blonde Sister was startled and quickly turned her eyes away.
"Th-That, I can't help you with that!"
She was lovely when she was flustered.
"Then tell me your name."
"I'm Elia."
"Elia..."
Big breasts.
Not as big as Ariella's, but maybe around Verdia's size...
Seeing her large breasts made me feel a strange sense of happiness.
"Are you okay?"
Elia smiled gently at me.
Ah, I want to get a handjob while touching Sister's breasts…
"The wound is healed, but you shouldn't overdo it today, okay?"
"Yes, Sister…."
Sister's ample bosom turned me into a docile sheep.
My dick is as hard as it can be, but I can't harm my benefactor.
I lay quietly, waiting for Elia to speak.
"What's your name, patient?"
"Geum Taeyang."
"Wow, that's a nice name."
"Thank you."
To offer such comfort with her presence... she was a truly kind Sister.
"I work at the church just ahead, so please come visit when you're feeling better."
"Yes…"
I nodded absently, my gaze fixed on Elia's breasts.
She blushed as she saw my erect dick.
My dick won't go down… this is a big problem.
"I'll take care of this guy myself somehow."
"Yes, yes…! Then I'll be on my way…"
She hurriedly opened the door and ran out, almost as if escaping.
Door?
When did it get fixed?
Master entered, taking over from Elia.
"Sigh…"
"You sigh at the face of your Master whom you haven't seen in a while?"
"I was feeling good until just now."
"Don't even think about touching the Sister."
"Why?"
I boldly questioned him, thinking he might explain the reason if I asked.
"The adventurers in this area are indebted to the church."
"What have you been doing all this time?"
"Nothing much. I just bought us some time."
"My body is healed, so I'll help too now."
Bior stared at me intently.
"Master?"
"We're out of money."
"Yes, I know that too. We only have 4.5 potatoes left now."
Not 4, but 5.
4.5.
"We've used up all the money we could, so we don't even have enough to buy food for ourselves."
"…."
I foolishly asked back.
"Then what should we do?"
"Go earn some money."
"Work…? I came under you to become a trainer."
"That's why I'm saying, we don't even have money to buy a woman to train. You idiot. If another mouth is added here, we'll starve from tomorrow."
"…."
It was the moment I truly realized we had hit rock bottom.
"There's no place in the Beast District that would hire an old orc like me. You go earn some money by doing whatever you can. Training comes after that!"
"I understand."
There's nothing I can do even if I say no. You need capital to start a business. Even a local snack bar can't escape this problem. Let's think positive. At least we have a roof over our heads, right?
Something suddenly comes to mind, and I search my pockets. Six silver coins come out of my pocket.
"Master, wouldn't six silver coins be enough to buy some food for now?"
Bior's eyes widened. "Where did you get that money?"
"It was in my pocket. So…"
The source of this money is a bit embarrassing to say.
"While telling the story of having sex with Verdia, I got a penny or two from the guards…"
"Six silver coins is enough for a week's worth of food, leave it to me."
"Looks like we don't have to worry about food for a while."
"There's no guarantee you'll get a job, so we have to use it as sparingly as possible."
I don't know what Master did outside, but he definitely thinks of me like family. I want to return the favor somehow. And learn the skills to make a female my possession!
"Then I'll go out and look for a job."
"Alright."
I got dressed and went out into the district. Observing the appearances of the passersby, I could commonly see demihumans who resembled humans like Bior.
'If I didn't know Master was an orc, I would have been surprised.'
There seemed to be more merfolk with skin covered in scales, or beastmen with animal ears and tails, than humans. It might be my imagination, but because of that, the district had an indescribable smell.
'Animal smell. Should I say fur smell?'
I haven't been able to bathe for a long time either, so I'm not in a position to talk about others.
'I want to wash up.'
Being poor means everything becomes inconvenient.
And the inconvenience that hits home the most always comes from the disappearance of things I used to take for granted.
There's no water to wash up with in the workshop, and no soft toilet paper.
Since people living affluent lives always occupy a small portion of the overall population, the faces of the non-human humans also showed the fatigue of being worn down by life.
'Damn….'
This place is like a sewer.
But the sky is so blue and clear…
There's a notice on the bulletin board that catches your eye.
What is it?
I turned my gaze to the job posting bulletin board in the center of the district, following the monologue's guidance.
A part-time bar job...
I could smell the allure of a married woman.
Am I crazy?
I glanced around, wondering if anyone had overheard me.
'Ah, damn…'
A milf detector?
It was tempting, but now wasn't the time to mess around with a married woman.
I needed to make money, honestly.
'You can earn it honestly, right?'
As long as I didn't make the first move, it should be fine, right?
I headed to the bar listed on the recruitment notice, "Adrian's Scent."
It seemed like an ordinary pub, though it was quiet during the daytime.
"Are you a customer?"
"I saw the notice on the board."
A bald man with hairy arms scanned me and nodded.
"Then head to the back and change. You can start today."
"Yes, sir!"
What was this? Things were moving so smoothly.
Following the monologue felt like being pulled along an invisible path.
I didn't mind finding a part-time job within 30 minutes of being out in the district.
"Start by cleaning. Customers will be coming soon."
"Yes."
"If you don't know anything, ask my wife."
"…."
"Oh, a newbie?"
I tensed up.
Just hearing her voice made me feel uneasy.
The owner's wife was a milf with a sensual figure, barely contained by a white T-shirt and jeans.
By "contained," I didn't mean it wasn't noticeable, but that her healthy thighs and large buttocks were physically restrained by the clothes.
In short, her ass was so big it looked like it would burst out of her jeans, and her boobs were bouncing freely in a braless state.
"Hi there?"
"…Ah, hello!"
I responded, trying to control myself as my body started to react.
"You're energetic. You look like you've got some strength, huh?"
She casually stroked my arm.
Is this the kind of personal space in this world?
A big-breasted milf is initiating skinship from the first meeting!
"Please take good care of me!"
Get a grip!
I came here to work honestly and make money, not to mess with some married woman's pussy!
"Hehe, you too."
This woman knew she was beautiful and exuded charm effortlessly.
Her reddish-brown hair was tied back, and her blue eyes gave her an exotic appearance.
'It's not just exotic; it feels like a completely different world.'
Come to think of it, the only other black-haired person I had seen so far, besides myself, was Ariella.
"What's your name?" the owner asked.
"It's Geum Taeyang."
"Geum Taeyang. That's a nice name. I'm Ongur. My wife is Calissa."
"Call me Calissa~," she added with a playful smile.
The owner's eyebrows twitched.
"…I'll call you Ma'am."
"Hmm. Just in case, if you touch my wife…"
Calissa shrieked and reacted dramatically.
"Oh my, honey! What are you saying to this young man? He's not interested in an old lady like me."
"You're the most beautiful in my eyes."
"Ah, you're making me blush."
"I'm in a difficult situation right now, so I'll work hard. Please work me so hard that I won't have time to think about anything else."
Ongur smiled, clearly satisfied.
"Good."
"You're so polite and kind, unlike the slaves these days!"
I flinched at the unexpected words that came from Calissa's mouth.
They knew I was a slave from the start.
Had my black hair given me away?
There couldn't be just one reason.
From the locals' perspective, everything about me likely signaled that I was a foreigner.
I have no choice but to blend in naturally by living here for a long time.
"If you cause any damage to the store, you'll be kicked out immediately, so keep that in mind. Got it?"
Calissa's sharp words cut through the air, hidden behind her gentle smile.
I had thought the atmosphere felt strangely unpretentious, but
It would have been a huge mistake to mistake that for an invitation to be friends.
I was a slave.
They were the masters.
A line had been drawn, one that I could not and should not cross, but I wasn't discouraged.
"Yes!"
"Follow me."
Damn, she's walking in front of me, shaking her ass tightly wrapped in jeans…
I want to take her down.
Thanks to the monologue, I've already got a top-tier milf in my sights.
But I have to endure it for now.
To become a great trainer… or rather, the situation was different from when I had touched Io.
If I got kicked out of this district too, I'd truly have nowhere to go.
"Hey, do you see the stain on the floor?"
"Yes."
"Scrub it hard. Really hard."
"…."
The words 'really hard' echoed in my ears.
Getting turned on was… inevitable.
I focused on cleaning with an erection.
It looked like something had been spilled. It wouldn't come off easily.
I knew that much.
Didn't they have any more useful information for me?
Instead of chasing after milfs, maybe there was a place where treasure was hidden.
Adventurers, already heavily drunk from the daytime, opened the door and flooded in.
"Three bottles of Galonte here!"
"Coming right up~."
"Calissa, your ass has gotten bigger, hasn't it?"
"Hehehe."
"Don't hit on someone else's wife!"
Was this a bar in another world?
It's shocking that the adventurers are trying to touch Calissa's ass, but Calissa skillfully removes their hands as if nothing happened and focuses on serving.
"If you're going to touch, tip and touch."
"You won't let me touch even if I tip."
"Of course, whose ass is this?"
"Show us some cleavage. Here, I'll pay with my cleavage."
"Oh my, thank you. Customer♥ But cleavage is a no-no."
This wasn't the time to be watching.
Honestly, I had thought I wouldn't have much to do since it was my first day and I was only assigned cleaning.
"Kyaaah!"
"I'll kill youuu!"
Did the adventurers of the Empire have some kind of disease where they needed to dirty the floor to get excited?
They danced around, scattering everything from drinks to food scraps on the floor. Even after I cleaned, it felt like there was no end to it.
'Damn, this is tough.'
Had they traded table manners for something else?
"What are you looking at, slave bastard?"
"Ugh!"
A glass was thrown at my forehead.
Calissa saw me and turned her head away indifferently.
Even back in the modern world, I hadn't been treated like this.
In fact, I had been treated well.
There were more than a few milfs who worshipped my dick!
I silently cleaned up the broken glass, and the drunk man clicked his tongue as if it was boring and turned his head away.
'Endure it. No…'
Right now, it was only natural for me to receive this kind of treatment.
The human rights I had enjoyed in the place I once lived obviously didn't exist here.
As the night deepened, the owner began preparing to close the store and said,
"We're closing up, so go organize the cleaning tools!"
"Yes!"
Finally!
"20 copper coins. I've specially added 3 more, so go buy some bread or something on your way back."
I was speechless as I looked at the 20 copper coins, which felt like a child's allowance, spilling into my outstretched palm.
'This is… my daily wage?'
What did he mean by "specially added 3 more"?
It seemed like he was expecting me to say thank you.
As I stood there, dumbfounded, Ongur's expression twisted, as if he thought his kindness had been ignored.
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
"…Ah, I was surprised… Thank you."
"My wife likes you, so I'll give you 22 copper coins from tomorrow. Come early in the morning."
"Thank you."
I was shocked.
I hadn't expected much, but the fact that the pennies I had received as a joke from the Chartres guards for telling them a lewd story were worth 60 copper coins made me dizzy.
When I returned home where Master was waiting, I could smell something delicious.
"Why are you standing there with a gloomy face? Sit down and eat!"
"Yes."
I sat down and ate without a word.
There was even meat in the side dishes for once, but I stuffed it in my mouth without even realizing what it tasted like.
"Judging by your expression, it seems very different from what you expected."
"Master, how much do I need to start my life as a trainer?"
"You'll need 10 gold coins."
10 gold coins.
I remembered saying I would repay the 1 gold coin treatment fee tenfold.
That was the amount of money I could earn in 50 days at that bar…
And that's assuming I saved it all without any expenses.
"What kind of place is your new workplace?"
"It's a bar called Adrian's Scent. I did some odd jobs and received 23 copper coins."
"Hmm. Not bad."
"Master said it before. Male slaves… go to 'Paradise'. Does everyone do that?"
"People from other worlds are like refugees who suddenly flooded in one day. Everyone hates them. Even though we can communicate, our values are different, so there are quite a few who act out. As a result, many can't overcome the discrimination from the Empire's citizens and end up going to Paradise."
"Women get trained?"
"That's right."
"That's the… system of this city."
By working honestly, there was absolutely no way I could reach that splendid castle where Verdia was.
….
"Master. This is too slow. Is there no better way?"
"Earning money little by little, getting a training license, and buying a slave from the slave market is the safe way."
"What about other ways?"
"The dangerous way."
As if anticipating my question, Bior continued speaking without hesitation.
"Before a slave who just crossed the gate flows into the market… find and capture them first."