The gaggle of girls were walking on a long abandoned dirt path with gnarled roots constantly jutting out once again.
To be fair a lot of high ranked adventuring jobs could be summed up as going to places the local village/town/city/church/kingdom/empire no longer paid attention to. As it were, the contents of the place changed quite a lot from job to job; most of them tended to have some religious connection strangely enough. A graveyard, church, ritual ground or even entire catacombs were popular things to abandon which also were often filled with undead… Something you think the church themselves should deal with yet here they were walking to an abandoned church.
<Makes you wonder where the money to deal with those types of situations go to fufufu~!>
Wasn’t as if it was only ever religious sites though.
It wasn’t as if it needed to be a ‘building’ so much as just needed a monster haunt to spawn.
These were an area where monsters naturally spawn due to increased mana density. Often if they weren’t too strong they were popular places in a country since it offered a source of respawning monsters which could be farmed for resources; they also had better resources due to the increased mana. Though if a more convenient resource farm comes up it may be abandoned thus will have the monsters build up. When that happens it requires a decent adventurer to come in and clean things up - in fact this is what Eel’s team was doing when they were jumped by 2 Sub-Dragons & 3 Toppler level existences…
That was uncommon.
Obviously there were occasions where entire villages or towns were abandoned to become haunts. Eel even heard legends that in the empires (real empires that aren’t Orrid) even some cities may be abandoned after a war had left them deserted with only resentment left behind creating the perfect undead haunt. Some even made rumours that the {Demon Realm} itself was a haunt… Which wasn’t actually totally incorrect for the lower demons. There had also been cases where a monster haunt expanded to swallowing a fortress or the nearby town which led to them being abandoned due to the danger... As if making a joke though, the elves practically lived in far worse haunts which the entirety of {Greenwood Forest} was also considered as.
It was unlikely to happen to a place with a large mortal population (Eel wasn’t quite sure why since she wasn’t Emily) yet it seemed to happen a lot in places that did too much deforestation or bothered too many spirits. Based on the gods she knew it was quite obvious a certain {Faux God Empress} had played with the odds for some petty revenge. Though it wasn’t like it was impossible to push back the haunts but it did require some stuff from more competent gods so it could be said it wasn’t impossible to get around Munzumira... Yet in cases where it appeared to be from spirits, crime rapidly increased in the cities with a lot of high-ranking members all up the chain ‘vanishing’ with those that reappearing being quite mad.
Not angry but literally mad.
Like screaming about “the birds of prey pecking at their flesh because the smiling black cats said to do it” or “I can still feel the crawling, oozing, space tentacles bulging out my insides while feeling those eyes watch in amusement” type mad.
Elizabeth just though it was dumb to pick a fight with the spirits in the first place; it’s why she just listened to whatever Leaf said. Why risk the wrath of the green bean when she can just enjoy going with the flow? Back to the main point though; adventurers went to places that were abandoned. The goal was simply to make sure things didn’t become a monster parade takes little creativity to figure out what it is. A lot of monsters slowly build up while the older ones get stronger then either scare the little squishies out of the haunt where they will likely attack the nearest settlement. Another possible result is the area gets dominated by one type of race (like goblins) that then proceed to eat themselves out of house & home then attack the nearest thing with a lot of food… Once again that’d be the nearest settlement.
The worst case though is when a strong but smart beast instead takes control of the weaker beasts where they will slowly build up their forces smartly. From there they will wait quite some time before attacking, you guessed it, the nearest settlement. Say what you want but at least the monsters were consistent enough with logical reasoning which Eel thought was a mighty bit better than the humans!
To her this whole situation was just that - the standard - which was why Emily and Fuka being all brooding confused her.
She was taking the front as the resident hunter (thus she was able to react the fastest to any beasties) with Fuka a few steps behind her as the tank. The flank was taken by their resident sword bunny with the two ‘supports’ sitting between the front and flank - the worried Emily and equally casual idiot. Tilting her head she looked at Fuka who had her helmet visor down with her shield half raised in preparation to suddenly block at any moment.
The only reason Fuka didn’t have a sword drawn was because it wasn’t her job to kill the enemies in front of her but guard the supports as the tank. It was her, Elizabeth Jr. Bloodleaf, duty to lead the attack on the enemies. Big Lyds would take on anything that slipped past the front while the support would support the trio of melee focused. It was the standard build for a party but that was because it worked.
“So why are we taking some gobos this seriously, Fuka… No offence.” <Eel>
Fuka’s stout focus turned into a bit of a frowny pout as the ‘no offence’ was more offensive than if the stupid dragoness just asked. Then again she long knew the dragon trying to be compassionate to such things was the best she could wish for. Accepting reality Fuka just let out a sigh before she spoke.
“Well, it’s because this is lookin’ to be the worst situation possible as far as I can tell.” <Fuka>
“Worst thing that’ll probably happen is we turn up and there is a [Hobgoblin King] surrounded by a few tamed ogres ridden by [Hobgoblin Knights]~!” <Eel>
“That’s exactly the problem I’m worried about! A [Goblin King] alone is a C+ rank monster due to their vast amount of support as well as the possibility of having higher-ranked goblins as their guards. A [Hobgoblin King] alone could murder a tribe lead by a [Goblin King] and yet they also have their own even higher-ranked goblin species under them!” <Fuka>
“Superbulous, this one could do with some entertainment kekeke~!” <Promicarus>
“Yup, a B+ ranked job should be enough for some light exercise fufufu~!” <Eel>
“You should have expected that Fuka…” <Emily>
“Mmm.” <Lyada>
With that Fuka just paid attention to the road in front of them while trying to block out the two excited, big boobed, violent idiots.
She just gently murmured to herself.
“Great~ there is another one… I wonder how big a hobgoblin cock is.” <Fuka>
And as if a coping mechanism her mind instantly shifted to wondering how many cocks she could have stuffed inside herself. With that thought on her mind the question of whether large cocks that filled up more space or small cocks that were stuffed together in her ass easier were better for her lewd purposes. There was also the question of which would lead to larger cum slushy being left inside her eager insides while even questioning the appeal of a richer baby broth and she certainly saw it.
To put it simply, she had completely forgotten about being alert to instead look forward to arriving at {Goberz Kingdom} where she’d be ravaged day in and out.
Lyada meanwhile was staring at that plated ass with a clear cock-shaped tent in her own while sensing with her bunny 6th sense that her girlfriend wanted to be gangbanged. It worked well because Lyada wanted to gangbang her (though with a fertile womb) till Fuka passed out for once. Goblins had a crazy high endurance that had beaten even the noble bunny though…
Promicarus & Eel only looked excited with the same grin on their faces; something they would never admit. Meanwhile the only one paying any attention was the sensible Emily who ironically was the only one without any form of lust at the moment. Though the succubus was curious why she was getting such a good meal when they were just walking down a ruined cobble road that was half buried in years of mud building up. She was quite used to not worrying about such things at this point however.
This continued on for a while - Eel making the occasional hand sign to those behind her - until a certain plastic princess spoke up with obvious annoyance.
“This one is bored, where the fuck are thy goblins?!” <Promicarus>
The rest of the party knew this was going to cause issues so they just sighed out as the ever eager Eel explained things to the puppetmaster.
“Oh, they’ve been keeping an eye on us from the distance before retreating back but I forgot you were so dumb you didn’t know even the most basic handsigns fufufu~!” <Eel>
“Eh, where is the nearest one?” <Promicarus>
With that Eel had the usual smug smile on her face while pointing with the tip of her spear to a tree a bit out of the way from the group. Fuka held her helm with her head while letting out another sigh since she knew full well what was about to happen. Of course, what happened was the bored girl pointed her finger out where a magic circle quickly formed before launching out an abyssal spear that pierced through the tree followed by the death throes of a goblin. With that the dozens of goblins around them began to let out quite audible screams while leaving their cover showing that they had basically surrounded the group…
The dragoness’ brow twitched as she saw this but her smile remained as she returned that spear to resting on her shoulder as she slowly walked around her group while eying the goblins around them. She gave off the impression of a mighty beast prowling around it’s territory rather than a little girl holding a bone spear. All the other girls quickly made preparations with Lyada drawing her blade, Fuka raising her shield and Emily letting mana gather on her hands… Promicarus just crossed her arms while tapping her foot on the ground.
“Kekeke~! Do thou foolish denizens of squander candidly anticipate that such a minuscule assembly could forsooth- WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY RUNNING ALREADY!” <Promicarus>
“Your character slipped again fufufu~!” <Eel>
Just as Promicarus had ‘noticed’ the goblins had turned tail to run almost as soon as they had gotten out of their hiding places. It appeared that the little fella’s had no intent to ever fight the group of girls which was even more curious. From Elizabeth Jr.’s understanding of the monster species with goblins, they were always horny and thus would drag as many people as possible to their depraved den… Observed closely, she thought as she glanced at the confused Fuka.
Yet when met with some intimidating girls that looked ripe for the picking they did the very un-goblin like thing of retreating before even fighting. Usually a goblin would pick a fight with anything that couldn’t clearly eat them with a single bite - If there were enough of them left they may still pick a fight with something that could eat them with a single bite. Somehow though they were running away from a bunch of hot girls that should look pretty breedable…
“I wonder if they noticed Promicarus’ fake boobs and felt that she wasn’t hideously unfertile so ran away before she offered herself up?” <Eel>
“What the hell are you talking about you disgusting nine-tailed freak!” <Promicarus>
“Oh~ so you weren’t going to say ‘Do thou foolish denizens of squander candidly anticipate that such a minuscule assembly could forsooth please my desperate self with your delicious big fat-’.” <Eel>
“What race is Promicarus?” <Emily>
“A superior one to you all humpf!” <Promicarus>
Crossing her arms the now disappointed and sulking girl was defeated by her rival at least thus began to walk ahead without worrying about the rest of the party. They weren’t about to let her actually get captured (except for Eel who would just laugh) so they followed her along the path as well. It was clear the thinkers of the group were curious as to that strange event so began to discuss just that.
“Ya have any idea why they would’ve retreated like that because I don’t and I’ve got half their blood in me…” <Fuka>
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