On the other side, Rebecca, who had fled back to her room, recalled everything that had just happened and could not help but grit her teeth. "That stinky hooligan!" She muttered,
Yet she couldn't get rid of the feeling of Morty touching her, as well as that tall and upright crotch, out of her mind.
Rebecca blushed even more as she lay on the bed. She remembered what she had accidentally seen the older sister in the guild doing secretly at night. She bit her red lips, gently unbuttoned her bra, and rubbed her chest clumsily.
"Oh~"
A strange feeling surged through his entire body and finally concentrated in her lower body.
Rebecca couldn't help but put her hand into her underwear. The area between her legs was already wet and slippery. When her fingers brushed past the bump, she couldn't help but tremble and let out a low moan.
"Ah~"
Her eyes were filled with confusion. This feeling was too strange.
It was numbing and a little ticklish.
However, it was so good…
With her head covered, Rebecca's hands moved faster, and her rapid panting and low moans echoed in the blanket.
About three minutes later, Rebecca bit her lips and curled up under the blanket. She twisted her body slightly, and her hands moved faster and faster.
In the end, she couldn't hold on any longer. She spread her legs and raised her butt slightly. Her body tensed up and her hands stopped moving. She pulled the blanket away and panted heavily.
She had never experienced such a feeling before. It was wonderful, and she felt as if she had risen into the clouds.
She pulled open the blanket and saw that the bedsheet was already soaked by her slick. Rebecca's pretty face was blushing, and she hurriedly covered the blanket. How should she explain tomorrow?
The next morning, after Morty had finished packing, he went to Rebecca's room and knocked.
"Get up, it's time to go logging."
There was no movement in the room for a long time. Morty was a little puzzled and was about to knock on the door again when the door suddenly opened. Rebecca walked out with her head lowered, her pretty face flushed.
"What's going on?" Morty looked at her doubtfully.
"Nothing." Rebecca avoided his gaze guiltily.
This reaction made Morty even more convinced that there was something wrong with this girl.
Could it be that she was doing some experiments in the room again?
At the thought of this, Morty's face darkened. He pushed Rebecca away and strode into the room.
"H-h-hey, don't..." Rebecca wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
As soon as he entered the room, Morty noticed that something was amiss. Even though the windows in the room were wide open, he could still smell a strange smell. He was very familiar with this smell. It was the same smell that filled the room when Leona was having sex that night.
Could it be…
As he shifted his gaze, Morty noticed that there seemed to be something under the bed.
He strode forward, squatted down, and took out the object under the bed.
"This is…"
It was a crumpled bed sheet. Morty opened it and saw the dried stains on them and the curly hair on it.
As expected!
This girl was doing it!
Morty was a little surprised. He didn't expect Rebecca to do such a thing after returning to her room last night. Didn't this mean that Rebecca was actually interested in him?
Looking back at Rebecca, whose face was flushed red and her head was almost hanging on the floor, Morty blinked and then burst into laughter. "Hahaha, Rebecca! You, you actually wet the bed? Hahaha…"
Rebecca was stunned for a moment, then she was extremely embarrassed. "So what if I peed!"
After saying that, she went forward and snatched the bedsheet from Morty's hand. She quickly ran to the pond and threw it in. Only then did she heave a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, she was not discovered.
Morty looked at her with a smile and did not expose her. He only urged, "Are you done? If you're done, hurry up, and let's set off."
"I know, I know," Rebecca grumbled unhappily, picked up her tools, and followed behind Morty.
The two of them left the manor and shuttled through the forest for about half an hour before Morty stopped.
"We're here."
Morty put down his tools, looked at the forest in front of him, and nodded repeatedly.
In fact, there were also trees around the manor, but they were either shrubs, which were not suitable for building a house, or towering trees that could not be cut down at all. They could only go further.
Rebecca seemed very excited. She walked in front and bounced around like a deer that had been released into the wilderness. She threw stones and picked flowers, occasionally letting out surprised cries.
Seeing her like this, Morty felt much better.
"The ones in front."
Looking at the surrounding scenery, Morty set his sights on some of the shorter trees in front of him. Even though he had first arrived in this world in a strange forest, everything in front of him still made him feel very curious.
On the map in the manor, this forest was marked as the Grand Forest. It was very large, and other than a few small towns, there were no traces of human life.
It was probably for this reason that the forest on both sides was very quiet. Other than the occasional chirping of unknown birds, the only sound that could be heard was the rustling of the leaves when the breeze blew. Not far away, the sound of flowing water could be heard, which seemed to be the spring water that flowed from the mountains.
Looking around, he saw towering trees with glowing leaves. Each tree was tall and towering, and the trunks were covered with vines as thick as arms. From time to time, he could see strange plants that were as tall as a person. The top of the plants was hairy, and they looked like large dandelions. When the wind blew, the white feathers that looked like jellyfish flew into the air. It was like a dream.
Morty couldn't help but reach out to catch one, but the fur seemed to have a life of its own. The moment his fingertips touched it, the latter seemed to be shocked. The tentacle-like fur shook slightly and quickly moved away.
"How magical." Morty sighed, then shook his head and walked towards the tree trunk in front of him. He had not forgotten the main purpose of this trip.
The trees in front of him were about the thickness of a bowl. Compared to the surrounding towering trees, they could only be considered grass.
Morty stepped forward and used the ax to cut a hole in the tree trunk. After making sure that the wood inside was not eaten by the insects, he spat on his palm, picked up the ax, and hacked into the tree trunk.
Bang! Bang!
The tree trunk could not withstand such destruction at all. Soon, the entire tree trunk let out a cracking sound and slowly fell.
Morty quickly got up and dodged.
The tree trunk smashed heavily on the ground. Morty panted and waved at Rebecca, "Deal with this. Cut off the branches and leaves. Only leave the trunk intact."
"Oh, I know," Rebecca replied lazily and picked up the ax with some difficulty. She was already panting from exhaustion after just two slashes.
Looking at Morty, who was cutting down trees, Rebecca pouted and muttered, "Why doesn't this person know how to care about girls at all?"
Was this kind of rough work supposed to be done by a delicate girl like her?
Another tree fell, and Morty wiped his sweat. He looked back and realized that Rebecca was not moving. He could not help but frown. "Hurry up. If you don't get enough wood by tonight, you'll be sleeping on the ground."
"I know!" Rebecca replied in a bad mood. She looked at the tree trunk on the ground, rolled her eyes, and clapped her hands.
That's right, I'm a mage. Why should I waste my energy?
At the thought of this, she raised her hand and muttered, "Omnipresent Wind, heed my call and become a sharp blade!"