C52-Platinum

Name: Aizel Kadashi | Age: 19 | Level: 47

Title: Gold-rank Hunter (S-)

SE: 0 | HP: 547

Race: Crimson Were-Dragon

"~Aizel!" A familiar raspy voice called from afar. They were distracted at the moment, but the call made them focus their attention on its source.

"See… you smiled just now, love," Lisa said from his side. He took her hand and gave it a kiss with noble reverence while looking through her eyes, those diamonds that stole his hearts not so long ago, and that now were his anchors to sanity.

The sexy blonde cheetah came walking towards them with a jump in her step. Neine reached them; they were still holding hands, but the girl did not care for it since she did not spare even a glance towards their hands. She was here for Huntress business.

Pleasure did not occupy a place in that woman's mind, by the look of things.

Aizel turned away from his lover, still smiling he faced the sprite woman. "Hi, Neine. Listen, my party is heading south." He began explaining, already flinching at the thought of seeing her walking away once she found out they would no longer hunt this far north, at least for a while.

"Blaze and Silvia are trying to rank up on a Gold escort mission heading south… And I honestly don't want to deal with the young nobles. This town will have enough food to survive the winter, and we have cleared the surrounding nests for at least a year… winter. We will be following them, but from afar, making camps along the way as we train, probably not even interacting with them until they reach the town before the city."

Contrary to what he thought, the blonde beauty looked at him with hopeful eyes. "That's great!" She said, doing a little jump without leaving the ground. "~Can I still join you, Aizel?" The raspy tone in her voice asked, while doing 'kitten-eyes,' a man would have a hard time saying 'no' to.

"I also don't like nobles when they are throwing a fit; these ones look like they will start doing so any time now."

A smile escaped the corner of Aizel's lips before he could notice. "Yes, you can join us." He said with a jovial tone, the nuances of it not lost on his wife, who squeezed her fingers a little.

"Just let me go to the butcher's; you can join us, and we can talk on the way there." He placed his hand around the clenching fingers and glanced towards Lisa; she looked even happier than him because of the cheetah's presence.

Neine nodded with a sweet smile that made her nose furrow cutely, flashing a pair of sharp fangs smaller than Vanessa's. Aizel began walking; once he passed by her, she simply turned and walked by his side with a sway on her hips, her tail lazily moving from side to side, unlike the energetic propeller impersonation the were-dogs without control were known for. She was the same height as Vanessa and Lisa, so tall for a woman from Geas, perfect for him.

"…"

They walked in silence for a while before the blonde cheetah spoke up. "Why are you going to the butcher's? I thought every goblinoid was getting thrown in a single pile, and the caravans even filled themselves up. ~Did you go hunting without me?" Neine asked and bit her lips with the last question.

'That's healing, thanks, Neine.' Aizel thought and smiled back at her before replying: "We will sell some Oni I killed when scouting the dungeon that called the leeches here in the first place. We just spent all our savings on new camping gear and a present for someone I care about."

"~Blaze said that your crew motto was 'you'll get used to it,' and I think I get it. You are about to sell the body of a goblinoid prince, that is worth at least five times what most hunters are partying around for."

"Three," Lisa said and wiggled three fingers without looking back at Neine.

"~Three times as much?" Neine asked while frowning and scratching her chin, thinking.

Lisa chuckled and turned to her. "No… Three Oni, but they are without testicles, so their price will be lower."

"…" Neine was stunned for a moment; she even stopped walking. She caught up to them and turned her head slightly to the side with her arms behind her back. "~Do the butchers even have that kind of silver? Their workshop is the worst in town." She asked.

Aizel chuckled before responding. "Neine, the butchers can buy that Airship over there, the oil needed to burn it down, set it on fire for fun, and sleep like angels."

"And he knows how angels sleep," Lisa added with a teasing wink.

'That was a sweet tease. So she does know self control, she matured a lot in just a couple of weeks. Or her bipolar side is controlled by goblinoid meat… or cunt juice, or cum.' Aizel thought.

—

A bell rang over the door from the butcher's workshop as soon as it swung open. "Yo! Butcher, son of butcher. I got you some good stuff." Aizel called as soon as he entered.

"hu'a az'él whad' ga' u"

"Oni, three, no testicles, blind, and one with a fried brain," Aizel said.

"~The heck did that man said?" Neine asked Lisa in a whisper close to her ear, even as a whisper her voice sounded lovely to Aizel.

"~Only Aizel, Vanessa and Blaze can communicate with them."

Aizel pulled the bodies from his timeless ring; they fell over the table with a dry thump. He had packed all the camping gear inside their new standard large ring of holding, and the perishables on Pops. They were the same size, but the one Pops gave them was timeless.

"A'h ga'd Oné ye ra'd a li'a za?" Butcher son of butcher said that he did not realize that yesterday's raid was so dangerous, and he had not seen any Oni pulled from the rings they brought in… probably.

"No, Butcher. These ones I pulled from the dungeon trance area; only three normal Orcs were found during the raid. Don't worry, these ones don't come this far south without provoking them and leaving a trail. They were only there because of the dungeon." Aizel replied without thinking much about it. As he said to Pops before, sometimes it's better to trust your gut with the ones who 'talk' like this.

"Ah gad' r' at'… s ' d'" Butcher said: 'That's good.' And then he was just thinking out loud while making random sounds with his mouth; it was hard to tell the difference sometimes… well, most of the time.

"~How!?" Neine was having a crisis, and this time it was not fully his fault.

"How have you not come across the butchered tongue of people like butcher son of butcher? Is the real question, Neine, you are Gold Rank!" Aizel asked with a chuckle and a smile.

"I never sold to them! ~ Someone always took care of it!"

"What about the smiths, shoemakers, and others? Almost all the snails speak like this." He said with a small playful frown, not understanding how she had gone, however long it took her to reach Gold rank without facing this problem.

"~I'm not very social all right! I always was with female parties and never interacted much outside of hostels and taverns." Neine said, a little disheartened, with her cute round ears flattening against her head.

"Fine. Gee, heh, but you had to have interacted with whoever made you those fine pieces. They are so well made that I don't even have a hard time not staring at your legs, because I want some fine boots." Aizel said without thinking.

"…"

"Sorry, I… I'm used to flirting around. I will restrain myself around you. Neine."

"It's fine. You were not creepy about it."

Lisa buried her nails in Aizel's arm.

"And it was a really fancy place, so they spoke… Well, like we are doing." Neine added.

"S'sa wai'n, pa'tch sa's sxt' oa' lok." Butcher son of butcher offered to buy the three Oni for six royals.

"Seven and they are yours, they are worth nine, but I'm not feeling like playing this game today, how does that sound?" Aizel tried to haggle in his state that was only being held at bay by his first love, aided by the new pretty party member. 'Well, they are missing some stuff, like the balls. But, still, six royals is a little low.' He thought.

"…"

"a'ght, se'e," Butcher son of butcher agreed and gave him seven royal coins that he was carrying in his pockets as if they were silver pennies to buy groceries, and not the second most valuable coin in the empire.

"Thanks, Butcher. Have a nice evening."

They left the butcher's shop, and Neine was still in shocked disbelief.

"So… Neine. Do you have a place to stay tonight? We will leave in the morning after the caravans have already moved a little, Lisa, or I can carry you. I can carry you in my arms or with constructs and other skills; there's no need to decide right away." Aizel asked, more to make conversation and hear her raspy voice than to get her to make a choice.

"I… we'll see tomorrow, and… no. I just made a little camp inside the walls by a tavern. So… if you are offering, and it's still within our no comfort agreement…" Neine said.

"…"

"~What?" Neine asked with narrowed eyes after he went silent, probably thinking that he wanted to try something, not knowing that it was far from what was going through his head.

"We are not camping inside a village, town, or city to save silver, Aizel. Is either the woods or under a roof." Lisa said with confidence and in a tone that left no argument. 'That angry tone was hot as fuck.' Aizel thought while trying to suppress a smile.

"So I guess mind reading is an angel trait… haha," Aizel said with a chuckle, because she had guess precisely what he was thinking. "And yes, Neine. You can join us without having to worry about me being a creep in the middle of the night. There are extra rooms where we are staying; you will not pay for the night."

"~Yey!"

— — —

「 Afternoon, of his 38th day on Geas. 」

"So… This is it! See, it's not something unusual." Neine said with pride as she raised her arms and turned to show them where she had made camp inside the town.

She had taken Lisa and Aizel to a part of the town where neither of them had gone before. He had seen it from the air and thought it was some kind of slums, but it turned out it was a designated camping area that even had its own little market going.

'It smells like shit… Well, all the town does, but this place wins by a landslide; not even Lisa and Neine's combined scents can distract me.'

Neine was showing them around the little place she had gotten for herself; it looked cute, all tucked in between a couple of trees, unfortunately the smell made his stomach turn in on itself, making him gag a little and feel sorry for the girl.

"Hey… is not that ugly," Neine said as she began to undo her tent and store her stuff.

Lisa had a lot more control over her senses; having been born with her race, she had a couple of decades of experience over Aizel when it came to ignoring strong smells. "Sorry, Neine. He's not trying to throw up because of you. His senses are even stronger than were-dogs, and he's not used to this kind of place; that is why he loves to camp out in the wild because even the smell of town can overwhelm him."

Neine looked back and glared at him with skepticism.

"That's a neat little tent you have there," Aizel said, trying to distract himself. It was really hard, because he needed to not stare at her body like a creep while ignoring the stench from the surrounding camps.

"Yeah, I know! I got it on Melverida a while back; it can break apart into these neat little metal thingies." Neine said with pride as she rolled up the canvas that covered the tent.

"It looks great to carry around but horrible to set up and break apart," Aizel commented as he looked around.

Most hunters and other campers had simple tents like the first one he bought; there was not a single folding one like theirs in sight.

"Neine… Can I ask a question, and promise me not to get offended by it?" Aizel said.

"Yeah."

"How the fuck can you camp in here with the fucking stench of all of these people around? Is not like you need the silver… right?"

Neine did not look offended at the question and just paused her packing while assuming a cute expression as she thought. "I guess it's just like all of you say, you get used to it. If you had not brought it up, I wouldn't have noticed; I just ignore it." She said with a shrug.

Thankfully, she noticed his discomfort and hurried her packing, finishing up in no time and ending with everything rolled up in a neat little backpack.

"Huh… You are quite good at packing, girl." He commented.

"I don't have that a lot of stuff to begin with, just my sleeping things and some cooking utensils that I almost never unpack. And some tools. Let's move before you return your lunch." Neine said as she led them out of the shit hole.

Lisa was having a blast at his expense; she did not say anything, but she did not have to. Her expressions of mockery were enough.

They left the 'camping area,' aka communal bathroom, in haste, and Lisa led them to the Alchemist store. It was in an alley just a block after the 'fancy' district, and its arrangement was similar to the Hunter's Guild and the Temple, where the Alchemist Guild shared a store with other similar businesses. The main difference was that there were a lot of other guilds and stores selling their products there; it was a separate building, and it was open to anyone, not just hunters.

"Mistress Lisa, welcome, welcome. Please come in. What can we do for you this fine afternoon?" The clerk said. He was an older man, probably in his sixties; he was wearing a single piece loose-fitting robe with a simple string tied at his hip.

Aizel looked to the side where Neine was looking smugly at him. "What?" He asked.

"See! Not everyone speaks as if they had half a tongue." Neine said happily.

Lisa ignored them and just addressed the clerk. "Hi Mr. Muni, I was wondering if you have my previous order ready, and if we can have one done with haste for tomorrow morning. We can pay extra to have it finished and to also hasten the old order if it's not finished."

The clerk took out a paper scroll with shitty writing that looked to be done with an even more primitive method than what Blaze used. "Your previous order will be ready for tomorrow morning; half of it is already done, and my daughter has the other half on the molds; it's cooling down as we speak. You could even take the half that is completed since it was paid for already. There is no need for extra payment to hasten it."

The man did not wait for a reply and went to the back. Lisa extended her hand and motion at him; he took off Pops' ring and gave it to her.

"Order? Are you having custom potions made? I would be surprised since they are quite expensive… But I guess you can afford it, he-he." Neine said with a cute laugh that made him shiver as he was browsing some products in the back of the store; thankfully, Neine did not see him do that.

"Not potions; we will have those done later down in Dranelida. We are just having some boosters made here." Lisa said.

"What kind of boosters?"

"Fertility boosters."

"Oh! Nice! Are you trying to get pregnant, Miss Lisa? Or is it for all the wives?" Neine asked, already familiar with their function.

"Yes, we are. Since the conception rate among our kin is abysmal, it took my father half a millennium, and only he knows how many children to have me. But we are also helping a friend of ours conceive, well, that one over there is." Lisa said and pointed to the back where Aizel was looking around.

Neine did not look bothered by the subject and took it as the most normal thing in the world, to Aizel's surprise, and kept talking with Lisa while the clerk returned.

"But, if both of you are from an Immortal race… can you still have a human child? I'm not familiar with how it works for you; I only know that I can have my kin or my mate pass it down." Neine said. And the way she said 'mate' woke up his dragon-maker; he ignored it and waited for it to go away, but the sly smile on Lisa's face told him she noticed.

'I fucking hope Neine can't smell my arousal. Well, she sleeps in that stench, so a man can dream.'

"In our case," Lisa said while pointing to Aizel and herself. "We would either get an Angel, a Were-Dragon, or a new kin that is a mix of both. Having said that, it only lowers our chances even more, since we are guaranteed to have a child from an immortal race."

Neine assumed a thoughtful expression and looked like she wanted to ask more stuff. However, the clerk came back and cut short the little talk that Aizel found both interesting and arousing.

"Miss Lisa. Here it's half of the order. And what do you need done for tomorrow? I'm afraid that I won't be able to make you a lot of my normal offers; the caravans that are leaving bought up a lot of my inventory. If you wait a few moons it will get restocked really fast, since the gatherers will use the window of peace the harvest gave us to go out and… well gather, haha."

Lisa took the candy-looking boosters and stored them in Pops' ring before replying. "We are in possession of Oni and—"

"Pha-ha-ha-ha!" The clerk laugh out loud, cutting Lisa off and making the trio stare at him as he doubled over and wheezed on the floor.

"Is he going to be okay?" Aizel asked, very concerned. Neine had a similar expression to his and was staring at the old man.

"Yeah. He did the same when I brought the blood-orc balls, and then again with the Ogre's." Lisa said, waiting for the man to calm down.

"Uh… Sorry, Mistress, you are always full of surprises. Unfortunately, not only do I require inventory; my knowledge ends with Ogres. I'm reading to expand my skills and produce higher-tier boosters and other products, especially knowing that we will have a dungeon so close… well, relatively close. But this time I'm not up to the task. You can probably find an alchemist in any other town; it's just that Redvelia is too young, and there are no master alchemists residing here. I began my career late in life."

"That's all right, I knew it was a lot to ask. I think I might need to wait until we reach a city for those." Lisa said. The clerk glanced at Aizel, but he was clearly part of Lisa's cult because the man did not address him, and not even a second later his eyes were fixed back on her.

'She's not wet… So I guess this old man does not trigger her fetish? Maybe it's because he's being cordial and not behaving like a thirsty creep.'

"Yes. A city would undoubtedly have alchemists up to the task. But you have a ring of timeless holding, so I would not worry too much about it; besides, after seeing you and your sisters last night, I doubt there is anyone stupid enough to try and steal it from you." The old man said.

"They are my wives; I guess you could call us sister-wives, and… anyone trying to do that would have to deal not only with us, but also our man," Lisa said with pride as she turned to the side to show him off.

Aizel just waved like an Idiot. They had ignored each other so far, so it was a little awkward.

"Pfff he." Neine tried to stifle a laugh, picking up on their awkwardness. 'Even that shit was hot… What is it with this woman!?'

"Well, see you tomorrow, Mr. Muni." Lisa waved at the man.

"It was a pleasure, Mistress. Until tomorrow." The man bowed to her. And this time it was Aizel's turn to suppress a chuckle; thankfully for their treasury, he succeeded.

"Ha~ve you—" Aizel tried to tease her with the thing he said he was not going to keep teasing her about, but he could not resist. She picked up on it and cut him off.

"No. I have not fucked him. ew."

"Hey! Mister Mummy is a nice man in need of love!" Aizel said.

"If I did not have my truth sense, I would seriously think that you were playing. I just said his name… Is not even that hard."

"So… What now?" Neine asked.

"We already have everything we need… I think." Aizel said.

"You can always fly back, love," Lisa said.

"Me?"

"Well, yeah? You are the fastest one. What about you, Neine? Is there anything you need?"

"Not really. I guess we can always send Aizel back." Neine said with a teasing smile.

He rolled his eyes as Lisa took hold of his arm and they headed towards the cucketeers.

— — —

Name: Seth | Age: 34 | Level: 211

Title: Gold class Musketeer, Rank S+

SE: 124 | HP: 150 | MP: 380

Race: Human

It was a sunset, during the first third of Autumn.

Seth was bored out of his mind; the days leading up to the raid that had too many different names to keep track of were hectic and stressful, with long shifts where he needed to pay attention to every newcomer that entered the Guild.

However, in that moment, he would change ten of those stressful days and long moons for what came after. The Hunters and Merchants all decided to get the fuck away from Redvelia once the Airship from the nobles arrived. Normally, it would not be that big of a deal, but the idiots chose the morning after the weird raid to land, sending the entire town into wild speculation that fed on itself.

As a consequence, the guild was now emptier than it was during the middle of summer; it was not even that dangerous because all the sub-humans probably fled the moment they saw the knights with the Horen sigil posted at the gates.

Thankfully, something interesting happened that would keep his mind occupied and give him a rush unlike anything he had ever felt. Just as the sun was setting, ex-priestess Lisa, also known as the unbelievably attractive angel married to the stud dragon Aizel, came strutting into the guild.

"Hi, Seth. I will have a quick word with 'your wife.' With your permission, of course." Mistress Lisa said.

"Good afternoon, Mistress. Please, don't let me stop you." Seth bowed to Mistress Lisa, already getting hard at the mocking tone she used to say 'your wife.' It was all in good fun.

She walked to the front desk and looked around. She gave him a puzzled look when she saw that the Guild was empty. He chuckled at her expression and shrugged.

"Kira." Mistress Lisa said.

"Mistress. What can I do for you?" Kira said with a bow, already getting red and even sweating a little.

"We are going to be traveling tomorrow. Later, Aizel will fill you… with the details. I just wanted to let you know in case you wanted to spend some more time with him tonight and leave this place early. But I suppose that won't be hard to accomplish… Where the fuck is everyone?"

"Most people are preparing to depart on caravans tomorrow morning; they took their reward from the raid, picked up new quests, and then started vacating the guild. It might look bad, but this will make our work easier until next winter." Kira said.

"Oh well. We also got you something- well, we got you a few things, but I won't spoil the surprise. Ask permission from 'your husband' if you are leaving before him; remember how Aizel gets." Mistress Lisa said. "Bye~" She waved as she left the guild, just nodding respectfully at Seth as she left.

Kira did not even wait for Mistress Lisa to leave the guild and was already running upstairs. She did not take long; the sun had barely moved, judging by the shadows of dusk entering the guild. She brought one of the new hires, gave her instructions, and went to the back to refresh herself, coming back looking beautiful, reminding him of the day they married.

She came walking directly towards him and gave him a wink, their signal for their favorite role play. "Seth, my love. I was sent on a last-minute errand from the new guild master. I will go finish it and then head home." Kira said.

"This late? This is a first one." He said, having trouble coming up with something in his excitement.

"Don't worry. Please knock on the front door before entering the house when you come; don't just walk in. It might spook the guests."

"I will see you later tonight then." He said and went in for a kiss. She turned her head at the last moment, making him kiss her cheek, and even cleaned herself afterward in fake disgust.

She turned around and left the guild in haste. Kira was into his little fetish, but it took some convincing on his part for her to act that way—she was conflicted at first—now she loved it as much as he did.

'The thought of my woman running after him while I stand here to be able to afford the home she is about to 'cheat' on is driving me insane. I want to just pull out my dick and start to play already… I hope they leave the door unlocked, so I can enter and 'catch' them in the act.'

— — —

Name: Aizel Kadashi

「 Nighttime, of his 38th day on Geas. 」

Neine was reading some of the girl's books in the cucketeers' living room. Vanessa and Valerie had a hangover, and had forgotten that he could just make it go away; he was not feeling like rewarding their behavior. They could have waited a few hours, and he would have even joined them. So he left them on the other couch until they remembered.

"Hi, sorry I'm late. The guild is going crazy right now; I only managed to get out because some of the girls in training were finally hired." Kira said as she entered her home.

"Hi Kira, this is Neine, a new party member. Can she stay for the night?" Aizel said.

"Yes, of course. What is wrong, Aizel? You looked like you were going to kill someone this morning."

Aizel said nothing as he got closer to her. He grabbed her by the hips and looked into her eyes, just remembering the first time he judged the woman; she might be a little slut, just a bit, but it was a little slut he now cared for.

She was not even his woman to begin with, nor did he see her that way, but she had grown on him. Like a good friend that you fill with cum from time to time, and fuck until she could no longer stand.

"We will go south to meet Lisa's parents, and hunt near a dungeon her father mentioned for a bit, until things stabilize up here. The big raid is not even needed after how successful this one was."

"And you do not want to deal with the nobles." She said and hugged him back.

"Nobles I can deal with, young nobles trying to make a name for themselves, who won't even leave their little leech-mobile because of some mud. It could get ugly for them, really fast."

"~hah, 'leech-mobile,' I get it," Neine said. Not even fazed by his interaction with Kira.

"But I won't leave forever. That new dungeon in the north is too juicy, like the thing in between your legs. So. I bought you something."

The girls finally remembered how to exist; maybe it was his comment, or thirst for actual water after binge drinking before noon. Valerie got up and went to submerge her face in the water barrel in the back, followed by Vanessa. So it was the normal kind of thirst.

Aizel pulled the finger-length stick out of his ring; it was simple, really, just something she could carry around at all times.

"This is—"

"Aizel! This is worth too much." Kira said.

"Your safety has no price, woman." He growled. "You might not be mine, but I don't care. If those leeches mess with you, you break this fucking thing, and I will fly to you. I will burn their stupid ships on top of their castles if needed. So take it, Kira."

"True."

"Aizel…"

"And, if you managed to get knocked up, it doesn't matter if it's Aizel's or Seth's; you are our kin now," Lisa said from the couch.

Aizel put on the emergency ring, or however it was called, on his right pinky; the rings of holding were on his right index and middle fingers. Then he stared at her, pulled her in, and gave her a deep kiss. He left a (Monitor) on her, since the stupid thing did not provide a location, just a signal.

"I~ Thank you, Aizel. You might see me as a slut for what I did. But you are the only other man I've ever been with. And I am happy." Kira said as she stared back at him. Lisa raised her brows and nodded without interrupting her.

"I also got something for you and… Legion. When you spent what most hunters earn in two or three winters, knowing how you are with silver, I imagined you would not come back to the guild in an official capacity. Here."

Kira removed his golden tags, and he stored them with the pile of useless metal that he accumulated from the rank-ups. The Platinum ones had a deeper sound as they clinked together, unlike all the ones before.

She gave him a deep kiss; it was the kiss one would give a lover, not just raw passion, but with something else behind it.

"Congratulations, Hunter Lord Aizel Kadashi, you are now Platinum-rank. The official letters are SU, as in Special Unit, but if you ask me, it should already be 'M.' Now let me have my Monster, one last time."

'Called it.'