A caravan made its way through the rolling hills of the Edenbar Plains, which bordered the Ether forest, with its aim being the Dungeon City of Carson.
Carson was a city that was built around the numerous dungeons in the area that constantly rebuilt itself using the bodies of dead adventurers as its fuel. Even if dungeons were full of dangers, the rewards for surviving and finding treasures were too good to leave alone.
A dungeon was just like a living being, only they slowly digested their food by turning it into essence, before using that essence to strengthen itself and grow. It can use the essence it gains by creating monsters to guard its floors and to entice intelligent creatures with the vast amount of jewels and treasures that it can produce through essence.
It wasn't your typical monster since it never attacked people itself, and just used third parties to create a dangerous environment inside itself. There were still many things unknown about dungeons and just like lots of unexplainable things in this world of Nova, hardly anyone cared.
Adventurers and nobles saw these places as gold mines and would monopolize them, driven by their greed and ambitions. Although these places weren't for the faint of heart, it was a great place to earn a quick buck if you were smart and safe.
Dungeon Runners, as many people liked to call those who spend all their time inside those dark floors, were some of the best adventurers out there, who came to realize that it was better to earn their livelihood NOT taking missions in the Adventurer's Guild.
The Adventurer's Guild was more of a mercenary for hire service, and they gave no benefits to entice people to stay with them, and it was mostly a service for those who were weaker and wanted to do odd jobs and travel.
The money an Adventurer made was not enough to live comfortably usually, so those caught in the loop of adventuring were forced to constantly take jobs or risk their lives on a 'quest' way out of their league in order to escape from the Guild's trap.
The DRG, aka Dungeon Runner's Guild, was much more organized and provided benefits for those who explored their dungeons. On top of that, they only asked for a 'small' portion of whatever was found on a person's dungeon trip, maybe around 20-30% of what they got, or a flat fee if they came back empty-handed for some reason.
The DRG also made partnerships with Adventurer Guild branches (usually), where they were located so not only would evolvers run their dungeons, but they would also solve the threats in the area that were sent to the Adventurer's Guild and keep the communities in the area safe.
90% of all Adventurers have run a dungeon at least once a month. They may only spend a few days in there at most, but that was nothing compared to the rest of the month when they could relax and take a few odd jobs to keep a semi-normal life.
Back to the Caravan...
The line of carriages held many goods since this merchant caravan would travel up and down this major highway to the capital, delivering goods to all parts of the southern part of the Sorketh Kingdom. This caravan specifically mostly dealt with clothes and armor.
There were many companies like this one and some that dealt with the same items, or different ones. They were competitors at the same time allies since their main job was to give the public new items to help with their daily lives.
Today, they were traveling to Carson after their recent stop in Floren. The trip was about a month long but that was normal considering they had dozens of carriages to take across the plains and they save money by using horses to draw the carriages rather than monsters.
Monster taming was a rare profession since monsters were generally so difficult to deal with but over the millennia of humans inhabiting this main continent, they slowly domesticated some species. Those species were generally much more expensive to use than horses so it was usually just nobles who used monsters since they could flaunt their wealth while traveling faster.
Currently, in the back compartment of the last carriage in the caravan, there was a man and woman in each other's embrace. The caravan was set up so that there were a few guard carts in the back, middle, and front of the caravan to protect it when needed.
But more importantly, there was something hot and steamy going on in the very last carriage...
"Master~ Ah~ Go deeper!" A sweet voice called out as her sweaty body bounced up and down on the young man below her.
"Ugh! Grace I can't-Ah!- go deeper. I'm literally balls deep in you already!" The handsome young man with brown hair and icy blue eyes had his brow knitted together as he fought to stay sane from the amount of pleasure he was feeling.
The two people's bodies were connected intimately as the dirty blonde beauty bounced on top of the young man's cock. On top of that, his balls truly were inside her!
Alex was weirded out when his sex slave and girlfriend decided to stick his balls in her pussy. He thought it would hurt but by using some of her strange sex skills she got from who knows where, he only felt pleasure as her pussy walls massaged not just his shaft, but his testicles as well.
Her pussy was widened by the addition of his balls but she felt no pain and only pleasure. She felt much more full than normal as her pussy purred happily.
Alex quickly came in her pussy after all the stimulation his sex organs received and made her cum as well. The two soon came down from their ecstasy and Grace leaned on her Master's chest and shoulder as the two of them tried to catch their breath.
Alex ran a hand through her hair and she nested her face in her neck with a beautiful smile. She was obsessed with her Master by this point and she became hornier every day since he was practically forced to fuck her, not that he minds.
Alex sighed as he thought about the last month of traveling. He didn't really get chummy with any of the guards. They were all doing the job just to earn money, not to make friends and on top of that, he came off as a young master with his expensive-looking armor and attitude.
On top of that, the guys were all extremely jealous of him that he had such a hot slave that wanted to fuck him every day. Because Grace could care less about social norms and what others thought of her, she would ask out in the open for everyone to hear, that she wanted her Master to "fuck her tight slutty pussy as much as he would like" while revealing her bare pussy from underneath her dress.
Grace hated underwear so Alex had a hard time keeping them on her body so all the guys who were there during those conversations would bulge their eyes out and try to rubberneck to get a glimpse of her sexy body.
Alex would release his aura to them and scold Grace but his scolding at least hardly seemed to work. He got Grace to promise not to say those things in public at least, however she was still as insatiable as ever.
She needed his dick in her at least once a day to the point that it was feeling more like a chore for him rather than a beautiful experience with her. It happened most nights when they set up for camp but sometimes she would get bored and do it in more public places like the cart they were currently in.
The driver could turn around at any point to see them connected but that just made their time together even hotter.
Alex sighed and rested his neck on the wall while Grace soon started to drift to sleep with her master's cock still in her cum filled cunt. He thought about how lucky he was to have Alan as a mentor.
The old man went out of his way to get him many things that would make life easier for him like the essence ring that would allow him to use a bit of essence needed for daily life. One of the other things he got was a Noise Cancellation Ring, which kept everything around them at a distance of 5 meters completely silent.
They could still hear people outside that range, but any noises made within 5 meters of the ring could no longer produce sound for humans to hear. This made it much easier for Alex and Grace to fuck not only in peace but in public more often.
She was able to moan out as much as she wanted that way without drawing attention to themselves but Alex always made sure to have her stay quiet in possible. It was trippy to hear others around you yet they couldn't hear you.
He would feel self-conscious about it like they could somehow still hear him and his girl so it would take a while to get used to the Cancellation Ring.
Eventually, Alex got his girl off of him and helped her clean up a bit. She bit her lip at his touch and tried to get him riled up again but he was stern with her, saying they couldn't continue. Grace pouted but didn't argue anymore.
Her master's orders were absolute but either way, she would have listened. It was a good thing he cleaned her up when he did when another guard opened the back of the guard and hopped in.
"Hey Alex, Grace." A woman smiled and sat across from them.
"Hey Lucy, anything new?" Alex asked and elbowed Grace to get her to say hi.
"Hello." Grace gave a very monotonous greeting before cuddling up to her master.
Lucy laughed and Alex sighed. This rough and tumble woman in front of him was one of the few guards that were somewhat friendly with him. Maybe it was because he was a hot male, and she was an attractive female, but the two of them got along fine.
Of course, he tapped that ass, but that wasn't the main point.
"Nothing new. Still hot and boring." She groaned and leaned her arms and head on the edge of the open cart.
She had pulled the curtains away so that they could see the beautiful landscape behind them but they had already become numb to the picture-worthy scene. Their excitement over this trip was quickly lost after the first week of traveling.
The groups of temporary friends had already been settled and the different cliques between the guards had long been set in stone to the point that they hardly interacted with anyone outside of their group.
The leaders of the caravan, the merchants, kept to themselves even more like a secret society so there was barely any mingling at all. Also, it was pretty much a sausage party for the entire caravan.
There were probably only 5 or 6 females and Lucy was one of them. She originally started hanging around Alex to keep the other men from annoying her with half-assed courting and sexual assault. She never realized how kind Alex actually was and after finally spreading her legs for him, could know the reason why Grace was so attached to him.
He was amazing in bed and easily became the number 1 dick she ever had. She only had some casual sex with him but it was nice to meet someone alright on this journey. She was one of the regulars with the caravan, as in she followed them all the way to the capital and back down most of the year.
The merchants in charge thought highly of her so it was nice that she wasn't generally pursued too hard by horny men during their trips but there were always people every once in a while that caused trouble.
Alex had already gotten into several fights due to jealousy for having two women around him all the time but he was lucky Lucy would vouch for him otherwise the caravan leaders might have already kicked him out.
It seemed that people judged him negatively everywhere he went and he was long tired of taking such shit. He beat up a few guards to get people off his backs, but he was sure they still cursed him behind his back.
He smirked inwardly just imagining them trying to come up with some petty revenge and Lucy looked at him weirdly.
"What's so funny?" She narrowed her eyes.
"Nothing, just glad this is almost over. How far are we again?" Alex played it off and directed the conversation to the ending journey.
"Probably two days," Lucy smiled as well, "We will probably set up camp once more before making the rest of the journey without any stops."
Alex nodded and they chatted about random things for a while.
"Alex! Shift changed! Get your lazy ass out here!" A voice suddenly called out from outside the carriage.
"Looks like it's my turn for the heat." Alex chuckled and Lucy wished him a boring time.
He rolled his eyes as he opened up the back before looking at Grace.
"Baby, ring?" He asked.
Grace was depressed that he moved away but his question brought her back to reality.
She smiled and gripped the area around the front of her breasts. She suddenly pulled on it, dragging her nipples outward with a smile. Lucy widened her eyes and Alex clenched his jaw.
"Not those rings Grace! You know which one I mean." Alex scolded her and apologized to Lucy.
The latter smiled wryly and said it was alright but she was still very surprised. At the same time, Grace pouted and let go of her nipple rings that her master managed to find in all of his fortune from the bandit raid several months ago.
He actually already found them a long time ago but he just kept them from her. It wasn't until she started throwing fits about it that he gave them to her. He wasn't sure why she liked them so much but it was kind of like a comfort item for her... a really strange comfort item.
This time, Grace raised her hand to reveal two rings on her hand. One of them was a familiar blue ring with runes engraved on it, while the other was a plain white one with golden engravings. The blue one was the shock ring that Alicia received. She had gotten two and both Sharla and Emma let her keep them, saying she could never be too careful with Alex.
She ended up parting with one of them since she didn't need to, and she gave it to Grace. Although the two of them didn't really get along, Alicia didn't want her to die either. Alicia knew Alex cared about his slave so she didn't want him to see her die.
The ring came in handy many times on this trip with creepy guards trying to grope her while Alex was on his shift. Grace never hesitated to use it, and sometimes she would use it even when they were just speaking casually with her.
Alex had to get her to only use it when someone tried to put their hands on her after beating the shit out of those who tried to touch her.
The other ring was the Noise Cancellation ring since it needed a constant use of essence to use and he only had a limited supply before his essence ring ran out. It was more worth it to give it to the horny girl so she could masturbate whenever she wanted.
He didn't like leaving her alone in the carriage but he was lucky to have a few people like Lucy, who were willing to keep an eye on her.
The other person who was willing to help him out was the man that just told him it was a shift change.
He stepped out of the moving cart casually and landed in the grass. He then turned casually like he wasn't worried about the cart leaving him behind before he suddenly appeared near the man who spoke.
"Fucking hell stop doing that!" The older man held his chest in pain.
"Sorry Gerald, can't help it. It's funny to see you have a heart attack each time." Alex laughed at the old man's misery.
The lip of the old man twitch.
"Little bastard! You're taking over for Jake so move your ass before I kick it there myself!" The old man tried to sound threatening but Alex just laughed it off and began walking away.
"See ya old man!" Alex cheerfully called out to him while Gerald sighed.
Gerald was actually the first person he got acquainted with and was in fact, the older man who asked him whether Alicia and Kaya were his family members. While the others thought he was a nut case, Gerald saw him differently.
The old man thought that he was a punk, but had the strength to back it up. While he did threaten to kick his butt, he knew he would never be able to do it. They may have been both 2nd Ring evolvers, but Alex was in a completely different league.
Nobody in the caravan could hold a candle to him and he was stronger than the guard leader who always sat at the front of the caravan.
Alex went and changed shifts with the young blonde man who was covered in sweat. They said no words as he went back to the carriage in silence, probably to take a nap. The heat was pretty bad since they were in direct sun for long hours of the day and there was no such thing as A/C here.
Just as Alex started to daydream like he normally did during his shifts, he heard a voice nearby call out.
"DIRE WOLVES 3 O'CLOCK!!!"
"Oh, that's where I am." Alex smiled and turned to his right side where he saw several dozen figures running toward them in the distance.