New Fantasy World: Galeia-Chapter 61

Pretty neat. I nodded.

"Where did you study to become a cleric?" I asked her as we waited on the street.

"Back in my homeland. I went for a purely tank path, so it took me just ten years of studying to get my first class." she patted the dog’s head.

"Cool." I leaned forward, resting on Sonya’s neck.

I made sure my skirt covered my ass. Alyssa and Lapia walked over to us, both staring at my butt.

"Nice position you got there, Natasha." Lapia licked her lips. "I can almost see your panties."

"You can see them whenever you want." I grabbed my skirt and slowly lifted it a little.

The Elf’s green eyes, and the Luzo’s red followed my hand with religious commitment.

I let the fabric go. "But not outside."

Both blushed.

"This is the woman that almost cried in shame when the sheets sodden with our discharge were taken by the maid." she smirked at me. "Time changes people, indeed."

Alyssa covered her mouth, blushing harder. Yolin laughed.

"Oh, I remember." I fought the embarrassment and replied. "You were squirting like a Water Weaver."

"If it were up to me, I’d flood the world while fucking you." her face turned red as she countered.

Holy shit. My cheeks burned. This Elf is a huge pervert! I love it.

"You win." I laughed. "For now."

She clenched a fist. "Lapia one. Natasha zero."

We all laughed louder. Dirty jokes would always be funny no matter the world. Especially if a hot Elf told them.

The clip-clop of horses made me turn. A Watcher was approaching us with two Bhin.

Alyssa and Lapia walked over and gave the man a couple silver coins. They mounted up as he walked away.

We followed Yolin through the city. I avoided looking down, staring at her back the entire way.

A few minutes later, we stopped at a two story building in a street full of stores.

The building had ’Horace’s Endless Tankards & Barrels’ written on a white stone sign above the door. It was built with granite, just like the entire city.

"Here it is." Yolin gestured at the building. "There’s a rest post nearby, let’s leave our mounts there."

There it is. It wasn’t parking lot, but rest post. I cringed inside.

We followed her and entered the rest post, then dismounted. The Bhin were tied to a pole, and Sonya laid down next to Pochi.

We walked an entire block back to the tavern. Not many people on the streets, as it was getting darker. Poles with lamps lighting up on every corner.

I guess night has been conquered already. I stared at a pole, a glass sphere emitting light hung from it.

Opening the front door, we entered the establishment. It was spacious, around thirty meters by twenty. Tables occupied the first floor, a lot of patrons sitting and having well deserved refreshments after a long day. Or so I assumed. Most wore linen, leather, or cotton clothes. Elves, Dwarfs, Lupum, Humans, a few Tigea, and two Luzo.

Gentle music was played by performers on a little stage. Lupum and Elves with flutes, lutes, and a few percussion instruments.

At the back of the room, a staircase went up. The second floor was visible, sticking to the wall and leaving space for the suns to enter, if it were daytime. Windows on the walls were blocked with wooden covers.

A large counter covered the entire left wall, a few meters of space behind it for the workers to serve the customers. Three bartenders were chatting with a few waiters and waitresses. The bartenders were Dwarf males, the waiters Humans, and the waitresses Lupum.

What a diverse Kingdom. I nodded as I walked inside.

A few people looked my way, and I felt the cold hand of regret grip my soul. I hadn’t worn my armor to conceal my species. While it wasn’t bad, I wanted to avoid being called stupid titles.

I sighed and followed the group to the back. There, Bromisnar and Bonte sat next to each other on a round table.

The Satyr was holding a glass of wine, a bottle next to him. The Tigea was sipping from a tankard, a small barrel next to him on the ground.

They spotted us and the performer waved at us. We walked to the table and sat down on wooden stools.

I sat next to Bromisnar, Yolin next to me, Lapia next to the Oni, and Alyssa between the scout and the wizard.

"Aayyy!" the cat man cheered. He waved at the counter and turned to us. "You got here pretty fast. We were just served."

Just as he finished those words, a Lupum waitress approached our table.

"What’s the order?" she asked in a bubbly tone. Her violet eyes stopped on me for a second longer. She put a wooden tray on the table and waited.

"Ale." Lapia put two silver coins on the tray.

"Plum wine." Alyssa put a silver coin.

"Whiskey." Yolin put ten silver coins. "Two bottles."

"Your strongest potato spirit." I placed a gold coin and looked around. I saw a few tables with roasted meat and baked potatoes. "Two bottles. And meat, please."

"Right away!" she nodded and took the tray, then walked to the counter.

I followed her with my eyes, her tall ears bounced with every step she took. I chuckled and returned to reality.

"Are you hungry?" Lapia asked me.

"A little." I nodded. "We had lunch pretty early today, you should eat too."

While I hadn’t eaten since lunch, I wasn’t that hungry. This body seemed to be very efficient in ways I didn’t understand. Hunger, tiredness, and sleepiness were almost nonexistent. If I didn’t actively go to bed, or even eat, I could probably still go on for a few days.

"We ate some fruit while searching the registry." the Elf smiled.

"Thank you for thinking about us." Alyssa blushed a little, then turned to the two men. "What about you?"

"We had a light meal before going to the Church." the Satyr took a sip of his wine, the Tigea nodded behind his tankard.

"I’ll partake on the meat." Yolin nodded. "Our fight left me pretty hungry."

"How was it?" Bonte asked, his eyes flashing with interest.

"Awesome." the Elf chuckled. "You should have seen it."

"About that. Why didn’t you two fight?" I looked at the tank and the scout.

"He’s a scout. It wouldn’t be much of a show if we fought one on one." the Oni rested her elbows on the table. "Not that I’m belittling you."

"Oh, no. I get it." the Tigea waved his free hand in front of him. "My skills are inclined towards sneaking around and illusions, anyway. I don’t have much to show in a controlled environment."

I nodded. "Got it."

"So." Bromisnar began. "I got a few bounties we could clear in the dungeon."

That caught my attention. "Bounties? What kind?"

"The local smithy needs ores from monsters on the tenth level." he answered. "The blacksmith’s partner needs hide from the animals on the fifteenth level."

Eh? Aren’t those tutorial quests? I looked at the table. I’m more of endgame kind of individual. Well... boosting lowies is part of endgame.

"What’s the reward?" Alyssa asked.

"Ten copper coins for every square meter of hide, and one silver coin for every kilo of the ore." he produced a paper and put it on the table.

"Ah, good old Hinga. She can never have enough, can she?" the Oni chuckled while reading the document.

"What monsters would we face?" Lapia asked next.

"Golems for the ore, and mostly beasts for the hide." the Satyr shrugged. "That also leaves us with quite the haul of meat. We could sell that to a butcher."

I was slowly understanding the value of dungeons. If they had that kind of resources, it would clearly be beneficial for people to plunder them.

"So we’re mercenaries?" I asked, a little disappointed in the term.

"No." Bonte shook his head. "We’re Chasers."

"We chase power." Alyssa answered before I asked.

"Ahh... I see." I nodded. "That sounds pretty cool."

They went over the details of the lame quest for a few minutes. I expected something a little more interesting, but reality is often disappointing.

When our drinks and the meat arrived, the details were already ironed out; who would skin the animals, who would butcher them, and who would store the meat. Unsurprisingly, the last was my job. I was also tasked with breaking the beasts’ spines or necks, since other forms of violence would damage the hide and meat. The Golems would be blocked by Yolin while the rest kill them.

Laaameeee. I sighed in my mind as I drank vodka. Well... easy does it, after all.

"Why don’t they go themselves?" I asked after swallowing a forkful of meat.

"They’re craftsmen." Alyssa smiled. "They don’t have combat skills."

I tilted my head. "Then how do they level up?"

"Most just improve their skills with time." the Oni shook her head. "Others ask to join people who go to dungeons in order to gain a few quick levels."

"Seems a little more alive than I initially thought." I nodded. "Makes sense."

Everyone seems uncannily willing to answer my questions. I drank more alcohol. Well, I’m what? Around ten days old? Is this underage drinking? I chuckled.

We spent a while discussing routes, possible encounters, traps, and what to do if we encounter criminals.

"How does a dungeon work, anyway?" I asked after half an hour of them talking about traps that should be public knowledge.

"What do you mean?" Alyssa turned to me.

"Like, where do these traps you talk about come from? And the monsters? Do they reproduce? Does the dungeon create them?" I finished the last of my second bottle.

"There are nests inside a dungeon." the Oni explained, drinking her whiskey. "People don’t touch those, since it’s where monsters, meaning resources, come from. Traps appear randomly, so it’s hard to keep track of them."

Bromisnar and Bonte both nodded.

"That’s right." the Satyr drank the last of his wine.

I looked at her with millennium confusion. "Is a dungeon alive?"

"Not really. They’re like... a storm and the rain." Yolin struggled to explain. "A natural phenomenon. Just like rain falls from clouds, traps form in dungeons. And if they’re too dangerous, a Halve, or a very powerful individual would be tasked to destroy it."

I nodded. "What about monsters, then?"

"They enter dungeons by themselves. Like the Ratnak are attracted to ores, monsters are attracted to the high density of E’er." Alyssa said, licking wine off her lips. "And ores in a dungeon form because of it as well. Then, if the dungeon is old enough, monsters can show up inside. Like Golems, for example."

I nodded. "Hmm."

I don’t really get it. The amount of books I should read increase every time I ask a question. I smiled. It was five times frustrating, five times exciting.

When we finished the alcohol and the meat, we agreed on meeting at the dungeon entrance at ten in the morning.

Saying our farewells, we left the tavern. The two men walked in the opposite direction we were going.

"Chill dudes." I looked up and saw clouds blocking the night sky.

We got to our mounts and I guided them to the inn. We got lost and I had to ask for directions.

The city was mostly empty, stores closed or opening for night hours. Mostly inns or taverns.

Once we finally got to Koporva’s Rest, it was eleven o’ clock. We left the mounts at the rest post, and entered the building.

The clerk came out and I registered Yolin as a guest as well, since she decided to leave the Church and join our love nest. I gave him five gold coins in case we took longer inside the dungeon.

We climbed the stairs to the second floor, walked down the hallway, and entered the room. Lapia turned the lights on and hummed in approval at the space.

I went to the bathroom and peed, then Alyssa sat on it, followed by Lapia, and finally Yolin.

I walked to the bed and laid on it. It was pretty comfortable for what it was. I did the deeply disturbing exercise of cleaning my teeth with E’er. The feeling of a colony of ants in my mouth made me cringe.

"I’m mentally exhausted." I let out a long sigh. "Today was packed."

"Sex will cheer you up!" Lapia got naked, climbed on the bed, and hugged me, planting kisses on my face.

"We’re entering a dungeon tomorrow, no sex today." Alyssa declared, entering the room.

The wizard clicked her tongue. "We haven’t had sex since we left Riverfield. It’s been almost a lifetime ago..."

"Haha!" Yolin laughed, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I’m the tank, so I should get proper rest."

"Can we fuck in the dungeon?" the horny Elf asked, laying next to me.

"Lapia..." Alyssa giggled. "Our tent isn’t soundproof."

"Ahh..." the wizard let out a desperate wail. "Life is so unfair!"

I laughed and made my clothes disappear. I kept the panties on, however. Sleeping with a penis out was more uncomfortable than it was worth it.

Yolin stared at me, focusing on my panties. Her head tilted to the side, confusion setting in.

"Want to see it?" I asked.

Alyssa walked over to the night stand and got naked, then placed her tail ring on the piece of furniture.

The Oni slowly nodded at my question.

I raised to my knees and stored the panties. My golden comrade hung in full glory.

Her eyes widened. "That’s pretty thick."

Chuckling, I put the panties back on. "I showed you mine, show me yours."

The red woman stood up, her clothes disappearing.

I stared at her perfectly sculpted body. Her breasts were a size bigger than mine, dark red nipples greeting the world. She slowly turned around, her butt was bubbly, muscled, and thick. The loose shorts hid wide hips. I licked my lips as my eyes roamed her red, toned thighs. She completed the turn and my eyes widened at the landing strip of white pubic hair.

"Wow." I breathed. "You’re beautiful, Yolin."

A wide smile spread on her face. "You three are charming beyond words."

"Come, let’s rest." I opened my arms wide.

She climbed on the bed and joined us, then we all got under the blankets. Alyssa laid next to Lapia.

"The bed is amazing." Alyssa yawned. "Big, comfortable, and bouncy."

"Nicely done, Natasha." Lapia laid on her back, her left arm around Alyssa’s shoulders, and her right around my waist.

"Did my best." I chuckled.

"Better than the Church." Yolin laughed to my right. "Theirs are like a sack filled with leaves compared to this."

We all laughed at that.

Lapia turned the lights off and we all shared good night kisses.

"You glow a lot." the Oni ran a hand over my chest. "It’s beautiful."

"Thank you." I felt my face burn. "Let’s sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow."

I closed my eyes and let Morpheus take me to sweet, dreamy Hell.