"What took you so long?" As soon as Thyra came out, his partner, Nigel, asked.
"Brother, be safe." Before Thyra could answer Nigel, Viksha's sister shouted from behind with a bright smile.
Thyra looked back at his energetic sister and nodded. He had no idea how she could be so energetic.
This was the second time his balls were sucked dry after coming to this world. He was sure that if there was something like a succubus in this world, then that girl definitely had some succubus blood in her.
Last night, he was able to sleep for only two hours. It was like he was in control, but he felt like he was playing in her palm.
After all those intense actions, he had almost complete control of his dick. All the nerve endings on his penis had stopped responding to his brain.
He wasn't sure when his senses would return. On the other hand, she had taken his bull dick inside her nonstop, making the area around his pussy red. Yet she woke up first and prepared everything for Thyra. If anything, she was more energetic than yesterday.
'Only if she wasn't so barbaric in bed…' Thyra sighed, thinking the women in this world had a stronger slutty tendency than Earth's. He didn't hate it, but he just needed his dick to get used to them.
"If only she hadn't had the child before the ceremony. I even asked for your sister's hand." Nigel sighed, asking, "You never found the bastard who had done it to her, did you?"
Thyra looked at him and shook her head. Nigel clicked his tongue, saying, "Even she didn't say anything about the identity of the bastard, did she?"
'It was because that bastard was her own brother that she never said anything.' Thyra didn't say it out loud.
"I think it was around that year's ceremony, right? That guy must be the same age as you. He must have had his coming-of-age ceremony that year, too."
'This guy is surprisingly sharp.' Thyra looked at Nigel with concern but couldn't help wondering why he had suddenly started digging into the past.
Nigel, unconcerned about Thyra's worries, continued, "That bastard must have been unable to control his urges and found your sister alone. If I just know who it was…"
Thyra wasn't sure if he was cursing him or really concerned about his sister. But he didn't need to listen to his blabbering for long. The other two soon joined him, and all of them moved towards their posts.
Thyra continued to check the streets. Although the road was filled with vendors and customers trying to sell and buy, a surprising number of soldiers roamed the streets.
He didn't come to the ordinary people's area. Naturally, he didn't know about this place. Although the general's quarters were also under guard, fewer soldiers were stationed there due to the low population density. Things are different here.
'There is at least one soldier for every twenty people on the street.' It made Thyra wonder about the number of soldiers residing in the city.
However, it wasn't something he was too worried about. After all, he had no intention of fighting all of them. The thing he wanted to do was destroy the grain storage and leave.
'Looking at the number, I have to do it in just one night. If I fail to destroy them in one clean sweep, it would be hard for me to destroy the rest of them as more people will be protecting them.'
Thyra continued to look around as he walked to his post, as he needed to find the grain storage first. Lucky for him, they soon reached grain storage number three.
Although it was grain storage, it was nothing but a big building. The signboard of the previous establishment was still hanging on the building.
"Ravenclaw Mercenaries."
It surprised Thyra a little. After all, it was a big mercenary group with more than twenty thousand active members. It is active not just in the Empire but also in the Ardour and Rex kingdoms.
It was so big that it had more than a hundred people at the level of fifth-grade knights. Some say their leader was also a bearer of the Rare essence.
'No wonder they are using these palaces as grain storage.' Thyra could understand their reasoning. After all, the stronghold of the Ravenclaw mercenaries was known to be impenetrable around the world.
Once, a certain noble even tried to storm one of their forts with an army. The mercenaries managed to hang on for a month before the country's king intervened to stop the fighting.
"What are you guys doing here?"
"We are posted here today."
One of the guards shook his head, saying, "I don't think so. I heard from the captain that you guys are posted somewhere else. Let me get him."
He left and quickly came back with the so-called captain. As soon as the captain appeared, Nigel and others gave a salute. Thyra also followed their actions.
The captain was the first to inform them that they were posted at the general mansion again.
Hearing his words, Thyra frowned a little. He wanted to stay here to check out this place so he could easily infiltrate it later.
However, Thyra was not in a hurry. He could just come to this place later. Also, he was a little relieved that if he could stay in that place, he might get more internal news about the Empire's movement.
In the end, they moved up the path they had come from. One of his colleagues said, "I am happy that we're back in the mansion."
"Me too," Nigel nodded, "you can see the sky. There are so many clouds in the sky. It would be better to stay indoors during the rain."
"Yeah! There is no better place than the mansion." They traced the path back to the mansion.
"Oh! You guys are here, too!" Nigel said this to the guard outside the mansion. "Good for you. Did they send the other guards to the wall?"
"To the wall? They must have offended someone." One other joked.
It was only then that Thyra realized something was wrong. For starters, the guard at the mansion changed. It was not that much of a problem.
However, when his partner and others talked to the guards, the guards gave short replies and nods and didn't say anything else. He also felt stares from the soldiers and guards who were standing a little far away from them.
As Thyra followed Nigel and others into the building, he found the second problem. There was a stench of blood in the air. Although it was very little, his heightened senses could still detect it.
'Should I run away.' Thyra wondered as the sense of danger he had perfected over two lives screamed in his mind, warning him.
However, Thyra kept his nerve and entered the meeting hall. Unexpectedly, the generals were already there.
As expected, as soon as they entered the room, all the eyes turned towards them.
However, before Nigel and others could understand what was happening, they were surrounded from every side.