LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 28: Chapter 28 Pub
«Oh guys, I think the women have found us,» Smarty said suddenly, nodding in the direction of the entrance.
Turning around, we saw a group of adventurers consisting of a pair of warriors and a sorceress. Apparently, they had just returned from some kind of quest, and although they had already dumped their luggage, they were carrying weapons: the sorceress had a staff as tall as she was leaning against the wall, one of the warriors had a one and a half sword, and the other had a halberd with a shortened shaft and blades at both ends.
They were dressed accordingly - the sorceress in a black minidress, one of the warriors in a collared miniskirt and minibra, and the other in armored tights and a strange hybrid of a cuirass.
As befits this world, all three adventurers were extremely attractive. But I particularly liked the owner of the miniskirt.
She had a slender, trim figure, medium-sized breasts, wide hips, thin waist, and blonde hair down to the middle of her back. She was obviously a mature and experienced woman. Her two companions were worse, in my opinion: the sorceress was thin, and the warrior in the armored thong was a bit overpumped.
«Anyway, guys, here's how we're going to do this...» began Smarty Boy. I listened to him with the tip of my ear, my eyes shamelessly caressing the almost unclothed female charms. «Now they come to challenge us. Me, the newcomer and Ryaboy agree and go to the cul-de-sac on the other side of the street. The other two wait a while, then follow us and attack them behind their backs. Then we rob them and have fun. The sorceress is mine, by the way.»
«And what makes you think they'll come on their own?» wondered a fellow called Rye because of his heavily pockmarked face.
«Because the newcomer has been staring at her for a good quarter of an hour,» grinned the chief. «And adventurous women don't forgive that.»
«Yeah... he's a risky one,» Ryaboy shook his head.
I belatedly realized that in a society full of erotically dressed but extremely dangerous women, it was better not to stare at them openly. But it was too late.
«Listen, you horny brute, let's go outside,» the warrior in the ringed skirt said in a slightly slurred voice (apparently this was not the first pub they had entered), coming up to us and placing her hand expressively on the hilt of her sword. The other two adventuresses stood behind her in support.
«Three against one?» I raised an eyebrow at Smarty.
«Then go with him. And grab one of your buddies,» the sorceress grinned drunkenly. «Or all of you go if you're afraid.»
Two of us pretended to have nothing to do with it, and I, Smarty Boy and Ryaboy went to the dead end, accompanied by the warriors.
The fight began quickly and without unnecessary preliminaries - when we reached the place, we bared our weapons and rushed at each other. But in the first few minutes it became clear that the forces were unequal - I was still fighting off the swordswoman in the ringed skirt, but the owner of the glaive and the sorceress were confidently pushing Smarty, Ryaboy and two others, who tried to attack the adventurers from behind, but failed.
I was unable to see what exactly went wrong, as I was fully focused on dodging the blows that fell upon me. Fortunately, the Cold Weapons skill did not fail, and I was still able to hold my own.
At some point, my new comrades decided to leave me to my fate and turned and ran. Before that, Smarty had conjured something like an impenetrable veil that blocked the whole alley and separated the adventurers from me. Thanks to the sorceress, the veil didn't last long, but it was enough for them to almost escape. Only they had underestimated their opponents.
«Don't let them escape! I'll take care of this asshole myself,» the swordswoman shouted as she continued to shower me with blows.
Her companions, seeing that she was confidently pushing me, obeyed and left us alone. And I cheered up - the swordswoman was clearly getting tired and breathing heavily (apparently the amount of drinking and the fact that she had just come from the campaign). While I hadn't inherited an orc's endurance in this body, I wasn't even out of breath yet.
Left alone with me, and realizing that her strength was running out, the warrior stepped up her attack. In addition, the abundance of drink had taken away her caution. And I played along, trying to pretend that I was already struggling to block the blows.
The opponent grew bolder, and her attacks became quite reckless. After waiting for a particularly deep lunge from the woman, I simply moved out of the path of the blow and added to her acceleration by giving her a good kick on her good ass.
Otherwise, thanks to the sexiness index, she wouldn't have noticed. But then the embarrassment factor kicked in and the beauty screamed and lay flat on the ground.
All I had to do was kick the warrior's weapon away and sit on her back, preventing her from getting up. Then I took off the sash from which her sword scabbard hung and, with ease, placed her hands behind her back and tied them tightly together.