a day has passed since the goblins and assassinsā ambush,we kept our guard up as we left the valley
āmu?ā (Real)
āwhatās the matter Real-san is it magic beasts again?āĀ (Faima)
since we got attacked twice after the first ambush, just like Faima IĀ totally assumed itās another attack
āno,this isā¦ā(Real)
Real denies Faimaās guess as she puts her hands on her ears and closes her eyes
Mishimishimishi
just a few seconds after that the clear sound of something cracking couldĀ be heard but it was already late by then
just when i thought i heard some ābakinttoā dangerous soundĀ the carriage we were sitting on tilted the side i was on became down and the other side up
being on the down side I and kiska were only surprised, the big breasted former assassin was fine too since she was laying down
on the other side Real and Agat immediately grabbed some part of the carriage and since theĀ weapons were well stored the luggage was safe
ākyaaaa!?ā(Faima)
only Faima who was setting right in front of me got thrown towards me, it must have been due to her, a magician having the worst physical ability in this party
I hurried to catch her
āwatto mugoo !!??ā(Kanna)
hrn,Ā a weird scream you say? un, it is mostly the kind of development everyone is thinking. for now I managed to catch her but the position was a little bad
I was still sitting down but for some reason Faima flew in my direction in a banzai pose in aĀ Y ā y kind of way as my face was welcomed into her breasts when I caught her
now letās not forget that Faima has two melons that rival Realās mountains hence itās only natural I canāt see anything along with my mouth and nose getting blocked
a soft yet elastic sensation, seeming about to fall off yet having an unignorable presence the two soft lumps embrace my face.
it was the first time since coming to this world that IĀ thought from the bottom of my heart āitās fine to die right here and nowā though only for a second.
no really, I seriously believed that but, when it comes to it as expected death by breast suffocation isnāt funny.
both my mouth and nose were totally locked in Faimaās melons. unable to take in fresh air I am starting to fall into breathing difficulty.
to make matters worse probably due getting confused Faima is firmly holding my head between herĀ breasts with both hands.
leading to further lack of oxygen. I stroke her arms with the hope she will let go but it ends in vain.
maybe her confusion is accelerating she actually put more strength in her arms.Eh, Faima-san. at this rate itĀ willĀ really be death by breasts suffocation for me
not simply strangling but to go as far as being mortal eh
(TN:here is the actual lineā ēµę®ŗćŖćć¬ä¹³ę®ŗććā)
āFaima-jÅ. Iād say itās best if you release Kanna nowā¦.ā(Real)
āEhā¦ā¦Aaa,Kanna-kunā(Faima)
ābu ha~a!ā(Kanna)
having been liberated I immediately inhaled in search of oxygen. looks like I somehow managed to escape the suffocation death. for the first time I learned how much of a weapon those valleys can be, in so many ways
āa,a,are you fine ā(Faima)
Faima asks me inĀ a worried tone
āā¦ā¦ā¦Iām fine, so for now please move asideā(Kanna)
I was happy sheās worrying about me but the position weāre in is a little no good
with my words she finally realizes sheās sticking to my body and so she flails away as her face gets red.
not that I never had skin ship with girls before but, I get the feeling that was more of an exchange of fists,while feeling refreshed from the soft skin of a woman completely different from my experience, as expected I didnāt put my thoughts toĀ my mouth.
an awkward mood drifts between me and Faima. my face too was probably red enough not to lose to her. just as I am wondering whether to say something or not.
āyou! what kind of things are you doing to miladyā(Agat)
āno no no, itās a complete accident! I was becoming a step away from suffocation ne!ā
'shut your mouth!you damnedĀ scoundrel defiling an unmarried maiden!ā
āthis is not such a serious story, oiā
'stop piling excuses. inĀ a womanās chā¦..chā¦ā¦ā¦ chest your face ā¦ā¦ā¦.ei you foolā
'stubborn and pure and now your itās inverse blowing up ehā
having my collar grabbed by Agat whose face is flushing red from anger and shame my neck stats tightening. this is the protagonistās feeling when he experiences lucky-sukebe
(TN:lucky-sukebe: fukakoryoku )
Iām released right away thanks to Faimaās intervention
I was looked at with white eyes by Real but when I ask her about it she diverts her face. as a woman was she angry at the the accidental sexual harassement towards Faima? no normally she would just say something like āyou canāt be helpedā and thatās all. how strange
ākeep it at thatĀ you guys. right now itās important to grasp the situationā
KIska who was the most calm says so,and then Rand who was sitting on the driver seat showed his face
ācaptain Rand how was it?ā
āthe two wheels on the left side broke. we canāt repair them with whatās on usā
when I got out the situation was exactly as he said.the side I was sitting on, in short the left sideās wheels were out of place. the axis part was broken in both of them
ājust why did both snap together.normally only one of the two snaps in this kind of situationā
ābe it one or two there is no changing the fact that the wheels are brokenā
āthe sound that Real caught on to at first was the wheels breaking eh?ā
'sheās an elf after all. even a small sound that we totally canāt hear wonāt be missed by her.Ā though in this caseĀ itās not like you can do anything even if you hear itā
itās likely thatĀ the axle breaking is due to this valleyās roadās condition.itās more or less maintained as a road but you can see stones here and there. itmust have reached the limit of itās endurance
āisnāt there anything like spare parts?ā
āthere is one spare wheel but thatās all. as expected thereās nothing amateurs can do when the axle brokeā
āwhich means that from here on we have to walk ehā
Rand nods his head at the words of Kiska
āfortunately the horses themselves donāt have a scratch on them. weāll have milady ride on one and put the heavy luggage on the other while we carry the rest.itās regrettable but we have to leave the carrier huhā
once it was decided we started taking the luggage out of the broken carrier. for a noble lady travelling alone (with attendants) the stuff Faima brought was surprisingly few. food problems can be solved through money which she has plenty of but she didnāt have much clothes. if we share between everyone seems like we donāt need to discard anything but the carrier
āwhat are we going to do about this blackhair?ā
I somehow carry the unconscious blackhair and get out of the carriage. ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦..Iāll just say that I certainly didnāt carry her because I wanted to taste the sensation of her voluptuous chest on my back. I mean it. there is no denying the happiness Iām in though! Faima who dindāt know such inner thoughts of mine says.
'sheāll be riding the horse with me. itās quite tiring to carry an unconscious person after allā
center of gravity or whatever.but for her consciousness not to return after a whole day is indeed worrying
āit seems better to show her to a doctor once we reach the next townā
āI guess, her breathing is stable, and she doesnāt appear to have anything like an injury. just that neither I nor rand and the other two have any deep medical knowledge. it might be that we just donāt know and sheās actually injuredā
āI pray thatās doesnāt turn to be the caseā
as it is sheās the only lead we have concerning the mastermind behind the attack we took.thereās yesterdayās goblin attack too. I really wish she safely opens her eyes. whether or not sheāll honestly answer our questions is something I donāt know but that comes after this voluptuous blackhair opens her eyes.
āā¦ā¦ā¦..tte eh?ā
lifting the blackhair having gotten close enough to stick to her IĀ feel Ā some discomfort towards this woman. no doubt Iām carrying a human but it feels like something else is there too. I turn behind and take a look at her face itās unmistakingly a human yet something is weird about it.it feels as if her face is lacking something essential. but before I could take a better look at her.
(Oh?)
a flash filled my field of vision.
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the shadow smiled due to his streak of luck.
Baggage.
with this thereās no longer any worry about them escaping by carriage. though from the beginning there was no intention of letting them flee.
just that making sure not to leave any possibility of failure was his modus operandi
āburn without leaving a single ashā
(TN:the verb used was actually āēććā meaning āblastā but I thought burn fits better)
a long distance sniping while concealing oneās magic power.
be it a skilled magician or not itās no easy feat to detect an attack from such a distance. and even if they do detect it, whatās about to be unleashed has enough heat to melt steel within a second
āO steel-flame, runā
the technique activates, a fire ball containing great heat is released from the manās hand.
the moment it is set free theĀ condensed fire ball erases everything around due to itās heat and impact.
it is without a doubt the magic technique this man specializes in the most.
itās only cons would be that it takes some concentration to activate and that it canāt be rapid-fired, in return it has great fire power and amazing firing range. not to mention the time lag betweenĀ knitting the magic power and firing the attack was a short two seconds.
a half baked technique made instantly canāt hope to deal with it,or so says the experience of the man whoās took down countless enemies before
the one shot kill magic bullet draws closer to the target. then it reaches the boy carrying the ābeastā who was standing near the target.
[nani?] [omae wa mo shindeiru]
is it my imagination. the man felts like he and the boy just locked eyes
just before he could confirm the truth of the matter, the explosive flames roared