The Spearmaster and the Black Cat - Chapter 361: Reporting in to Commander-in-Chief Quiche
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Chapter 361: Reporting in to Commander-in-Chief Quiche

Chapter 361: Reporting in to Commander-in-Chief Quiche

It was a long kiss.

By the way, Ive already released

.

Phuuh, I thought that I might run out of air there.

Sorry.

No, I dont really mind since it made me happy. Quiche smiles shyly.

She wraps her arms around me and gently leans in. A very natural hug.

Its through her armor, butI can feel her warmth. Still, looking closely at the armor shes wearingI can spot small rips at various spots. Moreover, at some places its been completely torn off, showing bruises.

Noticing my stare, she chuckles, whispers, Im fine, into my ear, and loosens her embrace. Then she pulls back a bit, and glances at Kisara whos bowing next to us.

For an instant uneasiness colors Quiches face, but after blinking once, she s.h.i.+fts her eyes those pupils that look like jades back to me.

I can see myself reflected in her eyes. Her translucent skin and her small lips

Those lips of her move stiffly, Should I also bow like her?

While laughing, I tell her, Dont be stupid. Youre my friend, arent you?

Youre right. Im your precious friend Quiche replies with a smile, and leans in again after stretching herself a bit.

Her breath feels nice as it tickles my ear. Suddenly I can hear her whispering, The wish of Morning Star Cydale came true

Then she squeezed out the feeling that had ama.s.sed in her heart, I was lonelyso lonely while pressing her lips against my neck.

While feeling slightly ticklishI gently stroke Quiches back and slender nape with my fingers

In response, she leaks a s.e.xy moan, seemingly also feeling ticklish. After tilting her head somewhat, she mutters, Mmh, its your scent, Shuuya.

I can tell from her tone that shes smiling.

Once again Quiche kisses my neck, before confessing quietly, I love you

At the same time as I feel my chest tightening oppressively, I also sense pa.s.sion welling up within. I should give her a response.

I mutter into her lovely, long ears, you.

Eh? What did you say just now?

Dont worry about it I tightly embrace Quiche to hide my embarra.s.sment that might show through my behavior.

However, right now were on a hill littered with orc corpses. Its not the right place for long hugs.

I place my hands on Quiches shoulders, and she nods, apparently agreeing with my feelings. Quiche tenderly places her hands on the back of mine as if nursing her own shoulders.

Turning around with a smile on her lips, she starts to walk around so as to check the situation on the hill.

It looks like the semi-transparent you defeated was the last of the lot, Shuuya. Quiche comments while checking the equipment on the orc corpses.

A semi-transparent orc; for it to have eaten the remains of its own kin

Yeah, it was an abnormal orc. Theres also a magic cage over there. I think the semi-transparent orc was probably released from there, but I can also see the corpse of the general orc over here.

Just as Quiche has mentioned, I can see a cage at the end of her line of sight.

There exists a path at the bottom of the ravine, cut into the valley somewhat on the left from the middle. Down that path towers a huge cage. In front of it lay corpses of small orcs and the one of a big, horned orc.

The big orc is obviously different from the others. Its wearing a luxurious long

hakama

and a coat with vivid, pure colors. I think this should be the general orc Quiche has mentioned moments ago.

They died by having the skulls pierced, huh? It looks like the semi-transparent orcs feelers also ate the contents of their heads. The general might have failed in controlling the semi-transparent orc.

I suppose they failed precisely because it was an intelligent monster.

Seems so.

I trek uphill while talking to Quiche.

But, I gotta admit, you did well to cope with the situation under this sudden 3 vs. 1 situation.

What, its the usual for me. She answers in a bright mood.

I jump up lightly, landing on the toes of one leg.

Shuuya, the pretty liquid connected to your feet are water scales?

Just as Quiche has pointed out, sheets of water scatter from the soles of Arzens Boots. The water sprays reflect the sunlight, becoming tinged with a beautiful rainbow.

I think those are the remains of my new technique after having fused with Helme. I answer while lifting a leg and looking under the boot.

I wonder, is that proof of Helme having grown in power alongside my growth?

Unification with Spirit Helme-sama!? Unbelievable. Quiche gets agitated, looking at Kisara once more.

Whats wrong?

I just thought that I can now fully understand why this beautiful witch obeys you with such a reverent att.i.tude. Quiche explains hesitatingly while looking back and forth between Kisara and me.

Really?

It sounds like youre not aware of it, but its true. Youve daringly confronted the unknown orc without any fear for my, no, everyones sake. And youve won overwhelmingly, using a peerless spear style. Moreover, youre carefreely walking across a twinkling water path as if taking a stroll. It might be only natural because youve fused with Spirit-sama, but it gives you an air of dignity. Quiche recounts her impressions and praise of me like a troubadour with her eyes trembling.

Buuut, Quiche is exaggerating. Well, I think its inevitable though.

In addition to her joy over having reunited with me, she seems to have actively invested great efforts to repel a military force. Im sure she must be high from feeling uplifted.

Youre going too far. Did you read too many fairy tales to the children?

That embarra.s.sed acting and look is very like you, you know? But, Spirit-sama has also mentioned that youre a Great Excellency building the Great Holy Lucival Empire thats going to reign over all of the Mahaheim Continent.

Helmeyou didnt limit it to b.u.t.ts, but also expanded on your tale of the Lucival Empire?

At that point, the liquefied Helme, which had transformed into a mysterious water patch at my feet, squirms. She quickly moves up from my legs, pa.s.sing my waist and chest along the way. Just to enter my left eye in an instant with a smooth sclish.

It was so fast that Quiche didnt even notice it. Though I guess Kisara has perceived it since shes blinking her eyes.

The part about the empire and so on is Helmes idea. I have my own objectives I follow

Placing a foot on a part of the hill, I extend Baldok diagonally above. Its a stance that makes me look as if Im taking a stab at the sun with the red spear. And then I slowly move Baldok sideways as if to cut the sun horizontally.

Thereupon, the sunlight gets reflected on the ax blade, glittering like a mirror that reflects light. The reflected light of the ax blade pours down on the opposite site of the hill. I tilt Baldok to take a look at the ax blade.

Just like that, I stare at it as if carefully scrutinizing the blade. Suddenly I spotted a skull mark, made out of countless capillary-like threads, on the blades surface. It resembles the ones on the witch spear.

Objectives, eh? Quiche mutters, musing about my words.

But, when did something like that appear on the red ax blades surface? I reflexively check the witch spear in Kisaras hand.

She doesnt notice since shes bowing her head. Of course, the witch spear doesnt give me any answers either. The filaments, which are being released from the hole in the handle, are hanging downwards like ordinary hair strands, swaying in the wind.

Theres the matter with Baldok having instantly absorbed the blood of the semi-transparent orc right after I stabbed it with

, and back when I fought Kisara and Schmihazar, Baldok also showed some kind of response.

Zaga, Bon, it looks like your weapon has started to evolve out of its own will.

While commenting in my mind, I unleash a

. And then, I s.h.i.+ft from the

with the red spear extended to a right downward slash by making Baldoks handle vibrate. Focusing on keeping it compact, I pull my right hand back, close to me, and delicately delay the timing of striking the ax blade down by using a slight s.h.i.+ft of my torso.

I naturally begin to practice my spearmans.h.i.+p. But then I recall what Sulozas bald shopkeeper said at the time I got him to appraise Baldok. Hes cursed by Cursed G.o.d Tengaln Bububa, and since Im also cursed by Cursed G.o.ddess Kokbruuundozuu-sama, we might be two peas in one pond.

Switching Baldok to my left hand, I unleash a barrage of thrusts, and then do a left turning kick, before jumping into the air, and moving Baldok behind my back with both hands. Its a technique to not show Baldok to an imaginary opponent.

After stepping forward while lowering my left shoulder a bit, I furiously swing down Baldok, which I made spiral with an image of stabbing it out alongside my left back, to the right.

At the same time, the appraisal result for Baldok crosses my mind.

While revealing a spellbound, womanly expression, Quiche says, You havent changed a bit since our first meetingeven now you seem to be completely devoted to your spearmans.h.i.+p

Indeed. The spearmans.h.i.+p Master taught me is my religion. A spear style based on the Wind Spear Style

As I answer Quiche, I lower Baldoks handle onto my shoulder. A faint, metallic sound reverberates from my shoulder dragon.

Shuuya-samas Master!? Kisara cries out in surprise.

Come to think of it, I still havent talked about Master Achilles to her.

That dark greenish outer garment of yours appears to be special, too.

I light rotate around my axis while turning my back on Quiche.

Its the protective clothing version of the Mythological armor HalKonk.

Mythologicalthat goes beyond my imagination. But, it suits you, Shuuya. A dark green cloth coat thats connected to a dragon-shaped shoulder protector. The silver tree branch and leaf patterns depicted in the area between your chest and the flanks is beautiful and exquisite.

Shes right, those sure are pretty. You might even call it casual American outerwear.

The metal clasps and b.u.t.tons that look like bra.s.s and have been added at equal intervals from your collar down to the lower area of your chest give me the impression of a military uniform. They suit the design very well. Is it an item different from your previous, violet Evil Dragon King armor and overcoat? Right now it kinda looks short-sleeved, doesnt it? Your collarbone and the area around your neck is exposed, too. Quiche talks about the look of HalKonk.

Haha, did you fall in love with me all over again?

Getting carried away, I adopt a Helme pose.

Fufu. Ah, is that the b.u.t.t love one? Spirit-sama told me that my training is still lacking, but

I was the first one to strike a pose, but lets leave the topic of b.u.t.ts out of this for the time being.

Your Excellencythat is a waste

I ignore Helme.

Haha, youve got a point there. Getting back to the topic of your spearmans.h.i.+p, your techniques coupled with your outfit look like a piece of art. So let me guess, your objective is to become a strong spearmaster who can enforce your own conviction?

I stop posing and turn around, looking at Quiche whos deliberately asked me such an obvious question. While turning around, I kick the Magic Dragon Gem with my boot as if scooping it up, hurling Baldoks b.u.t.t end upwards. The magic halberd keeps rotating clockwise as it is vigorously flung up.

Before it flies off, I firmly grab the middle part of its metallic handle with my left hand.

Of course. Anyway, a mindset to always aim for new heights is what matters. I want to explore my own path of spearmans.h.i.+p while using the spear tyle my respected Master told me as foundation. To be honest, there are a few more important guidelines for me though, I reckon. I smile as if messing around.

Im aware of that. Its Rollo and women, right?

Nothing less of you. Youve fully grasped my personality, havent you?

I believe Im well aware of your fondness for women.

After staring at me with moist eyes, Quiche glances at Kisara again.

As expected, Quiche is bothered by her. I mean, shes a beauty, the nun outfit suits her, and Kisara has big b.o.o.bs. Its only normal for her to feel uneasy, I guess.

Hahaha.

Shuuya, you wont be able to deceive me with some dry laughter.

Quiche-sans jealousy is on full throttle. Is she wary of Kisara? I should change the topic.

Well, theres plenty of other objectives, or rather, things I want to do besides honing my spearmans.h.i.+p and womanizing. I think its also going to be a nice thing to explore the mirrors, check out the Whirlpool Forest of Demonic Fog where Ive left Viine and Mysty behind, meet up with Master Achilles, and accept some adventurer requests in Hekatrail.

Your Master, and requests, huh? Quiche nods.

The place with my birthplace

Oh, right. Theres also the matter of Helmes birthplace. Before she lived for a long time in my but

Im a humble Stray Spirit. My name is Water Fairy Helme. I can come to live for only one day during this season, once a year. Im the spirit of this lake

I remember those words as if Ive heard them just yesterday. If Helme can take a look at her birthplace, she might also be able to actually realize her own growth.

Youre right. Do you want to go back home?

I dont think that the lake exists anymore, but Id love to see it once more

Okay. Lets visit it then once I go back to Masters place someday

Gladly!

As I finish my telepathic conversation with Helme, I survey the vicinity once more. Anyway, I guess Ill report whats taken place to Quiche while heading back to the village.

Alright, Kisara get up. Lets head back. Quiche, you too.

Okay.

Roger. Things will become busy from now on. Orc meat is food. The children will likely be very happy. And the orcs equipment will be turned into crucial war funds for our village.

Your Excellency! Quiche has done her very best at b.u.t.t love as Commander-in-Chief, so please praise her, not just with a kiss, but also words

Looks like it. Well, I dont care about the b.u.t.t love part, though

I pull myself together, and look at Quiche.

As expected of the village chief, no, Commander-in-Chief

I perform the greeting Ive inherited from Master, Ra Kelada, half in jest, towards Commander-in-Chief Quiche.

Ugh, dont tease me.

Youre not used to the t.i.tle? Dont worry about it so much, my cute Commander-in-Chief Quiche. I laugh while tearing off a blue, gaudy and ornamented armor from an orc corpse.

Kisara imitates me, looting the equipment from the orc corpses.

It sounds as though youre making fun of me.

No, not at all. Still, do the orcs also possess craftsmen capable of making armors?

An infantry orc with blue armor, and over here a heavy infantry orc with black armor? The archer orc who died after getting stabbed with a sharp stake is wearing yellow, light armor. All of them are soldiers whove been cla.s.sified by colors.

I dont know, and I dont really want to know either

Well, I suppose it wont change the fact of us being bitter enemies. Albeit possessing intelligence, orcs still remain monsters.

Just when we cross a hill while looting, I say, Arry and Taack were kidnapped by a group of the Valmask vampire family who built a base a good distance away from here.

No wonder I couldnt find them with the kidnappers being a vampire family.

I think it might be best for me to tell her about Gramps Ton and the others ahead of time, too.

And so, you see, theres also other people whom I rescued beside the childrenan ancient wolfman too

An ancient wolfman!? Thats yet another, outrageous being youve picked up there

Yeah

As I thought, leaving Higlia here would be asking too much, huh?

You having taken her along probably means that she isnt hostilebut, Ive heard rumors that the ancient wolfmen have various conflicts going on. I dont want to be eaten either

I think she wont pose a problem. Far from being harmful, she even protected her allies. Rumors are just rumors. Well, I think some adventurers might have actually been eaten by them, but I dont know any details

Quiche averts her eyes.

I believe the ancient wolfman Ive taken with me to be different. Id like you to not look at her with eyes full of prejudice like those s.h.i.+tty humans who attach stupid labels to people and discriminate against them. She doesnt look any different from any beastwoman. I implore Quiche sincerely to get her to understand.

I got it. To be honest, Im uneasy, but if its you telling me so, Ill believe in your words. But, thats very typical for you, Shuuya. Reporting with such a reserved manner of speakingoh, are you possibly talking about her joining my village?

Correct. Its a big help that youre so quick on the uptake.

Sure. Be it an ancient wolfwoman or any other race, theyre all precious manpower as long as they cause no problems. Ill happily take them in.

Its just as Arry and Taack mentioned earlier. The gentle village chief Quiche is going to accept them. Quiche sure is a great woman.

Thats great. But lets leave the details for later. On another note, Ive asked you at the beginning, but whats the reason for the orcs to attack this place? Have you grasped anything about that since then?

Surmising from their movements and their organizational structures Quiche looks towards the hill towering in Cydale. They might be targeting the Hardeland altar thats related to my ancestors.

Ive heard from Arry and Taack, but you think the altar in the underground continuing from those beehive-like holes is their goal?

The Whirlpool Forest of Demonic Fog, the Sea of Trees, and the area around the Benrack village; all of them are different terrains, but theres a lot of chaos going on in each of them.

If theyre aiming for the altar, the troll roaring might be related to that as well.

Its the Hardeland altar, but I cant affirm it with absolute certainty, although I think its very credible.

Youre saying youve never actually seen the altar?

Yep. In the past Ive seen the caves continuing onto the ancient Pel-Heka-Line tunnels. Ive only heard about the existence of the

Lost Altar of Hardeland

and the

Ancient Temple of the Befaritz Empire

in legends.

Legends, huh?

I look into the village once more. There are traces of the white and black cliffs near the mountains base having been sc.r.a.ped off as if having been severed with claws. Even now they seem as if the rock could cave in at any moment.

Below exists a broad, depressed rock terrace, and all kinds of smaller and bigger tombs line up over there. Quiches ancestors, parents, siblings, and relatives are buried in those tombs. Its a topic I dont really want to dig into too far.

Having said that, I believe in the legend. In the past, the Bees Twilight Rock symbol of my clan had existed around the summit before getting destroyed by the Evil Dragon King. Thats why I think that the underground temple related to the bee clan might truly exist as its told in the legend.

Quiche points at the mark on her cheek. Bees and undergroundI dont really want to believe it, butI recall a certain G.o.ddess. One that I fought at the Dignified Heaven Shrine.

Is it related to the underground G.o.ddess Rolga who made a pact with Galroh? Have Quiches ancestors wors.h.i.+ped Rolga?

She introduced herself as Rolga of the Darkness Bees, didnt she?

Bees? Did you ever happen to hear the name Rolga?

No.

I guess she doesnt know her. Then again, elves live for a long time. This all might have happened a very long time ago, so its probably natural for Quiche to not know about it, even if there had been a connection between her ancestors and Rolga at some point. Its also possible that Im completely wrong, too.

Anyway, it sounds like the hill is definitely connected to the Pel-Heka-Line, so it might also be related to another ancient G.o.d or some such.

So I suppose the troll voice is also related to that altar?

Probably. I think it is, but as of yet weve just heard the voice, so it remains a mystery.

At that point, the rock continuing towards Cydale comes into sight.

Now then, everyone whos riding Rollo is going to arrive anytime soon.

The gallant Rollo! But, the peopleyou mentioned before, huh? Dont tell me, theres another woman besides Kisara Quiche narrows her eyes asking me with her intuition as a woman coming into play here.

Kisara smiles while remaining silent.

You could say so. Now, lets go

Yes!

Ah, wait for me!

I run up the hill, leaving Quiche behind, and then look back. After clenching her fists, Kisara has jumped with graceful movements as if having wings on her back. Shes moving uphill as if climbing a stairway in the air. How bewitching.

At last Kisara comes to a stop right above me while enticing me by showing her panties for real. Im about to call for the Panties Wedgie Committee, but I endure.

With a delay, Quiche runs up with a speed as if to retort at my perverted look from behind Kisara.

Kisara~ please wait. I can hear Rotalzs voice, but I cant see him.