Soundov didn't elaborate on his statement, where he seemed very hesitant to entertain the possibility that I was someone from another world. It was frustrating because the mayor definitely appeared to know a little more than he was letting on, but given how people like Lysander were apparently hunting down "cultivators" like myself, I empathized that discussing such things might be dangerous.
We ended our conversation on a cordial note, where despite the man still unsure of what I truly was, we came to an uneasy understanding that I wasn't evil. Lyka of course interpreted it as me having won her father's approval, and seeking relaxation, she opted to go do something fun. I'd already gauged that she was some rich girl that wasn't really doing anything with her life, so I wasn't surprised that she decided to go to the beach the day after we saved the town from a giant hobgoblin.
We left the next morning, where the multiple servants of the Belle castle packed us a large wicker basket full of food and supplies. Lyka ended up tying her long red hair back in a loose ponytail, and decided to wear a gorgeous, short, light blue dress that exposed a good bit of her creamy thighs, and of course her ample bust size extended from the top of the dress as usual. I was pleasantly surprised when we met with Darotha after Lyka opened the door to leave. Her long dark hair loose and decorated with a single white trillium flower in the part, she was wearing a light rouge short dress very similar to Lyka's in shape.
"I was taking cover in my house with my parents," Darotha explained, referring to yesterday's incident. "It was so scary, I kept hearing all this crashing and people screaming. I had no idea that you were involved…but what's the deal with that corn?"
"It was all thanks to Master, he's a visitor from another world," Lyka explained as she held up my corn body triumphantly. "He has these powers, it's amazing. It's like something you'd see a mage do. I always knew there was a reason I was drawn to him."
"Him…does 'he' speak?" the other girl asked nervously.
I'd since been following the pair using a fruit fly host, watching them from a slight distance above. I decided to get on a speaking basis with Lyka's bestie.
"Hey, how's it going, I'm Tino," I greeted telepathically. She immediately started freaking out.
"Where did that voice come from?!" Darotha exclaimed as she froze, trembling while her head whipped around. "N-no, it's in my head!"
"He's corn, silly, so he doesn't have a mouth to speak. He needs to use his mind!" Lyka replied, a little too matter-of-factly.
"This is insane, I'm never going to get used to this," the other woman sighed. "This is bizarre…say more things, corn-man."
I certainly did. I explained to her everything that I'd gone through up until then, how I'd indeed died and been reborn as a corncob, and pretty much how I was coping in this new world. While initially suspicious, Darotha gradually began to accept things as they were. I suppose it wasn't that hard to in a world of magic and goblins and stuff like that.
After leaving the bustling streets of Carverstead, and bidding farewell to a gate guard, we left the town behind and began down a cobblestone road that ran through an area of rolling plains of emerald grass dotted with the occasional tree. Our destination was a spring-fed lake a 15-minute walk away, a popular swimming hole for the locals. Taking a beaten dirt path off of the main road led us downhill overlooking the large body of water. Known as "Lake Prism", I could immediately see the reason for the namesake. The waters were crystal-clear.
"Ahhh this is going to be so nice, I've been waiting to get some sun on my skin," Lyka sighed.
"I know, I'm trying to keep my skin fair, but this sun just feels so great!" Darotha agreed.
Hovering a short distance away as a little fly, I was shocked as both women pulled their dresses up over their heads to reveal that they were each wearing rudimentary black bikinis fashioned from tight-fitting cloth. Their voluptuous bodies bared, the male part of my human mind activated again, and I couldn't help but stare through that fly's compound eyes as the two girls tiptoed into the water and began to playfully splash at each other.
Carrying my corn body in one hand, Lyka frolicked in the glass-like water while sending a jet of the cool liquid at her friend with the other, and the two started a water fight. Both women were well-endowed, both in the breasts and the rear, where I was impressed as their bubble butts bounced hypnotically with every step of their curvaceous thighs. There was a lot of jiggling going on, in the best way possible.
"Can you feel anything, Master?" Lyka ended up asking as her now-wet hair draped over my vegetable form. "Or is that not possible in this state?"
"I can't feel, no," I replied. "I just learned that I can 'see' using my body here, but it seems to use energy so I'm avoiding it for now—as you can imagine, I'm actually watching you guys using the eyes of an insect."
"What was that? Insect?" Darotha laughed nervously as she stopped splashing.
"Awe that's a shame, so you can't feel this?" Lyka asked, where to my shock, she began to gently rub the corncob against her abdomen, sliding my yellow kernels along her pristine skin. "I bet I have softer skin than anyone in Franturro."
"N-no," I stammered mentally. "But I mean…I wish I could."
"Hey! Can we have some decorum here?" Darotha exclaimed, a disgusted expression on her face. "I mean what if people were—
"Hahahaha! Look what that lass is doing to the corn!" a distant yell interrupted
I felt secondhand embarrassment for the two women for a moment, until realizing that the speaker was none other than Dirx the goblin, accompanied by his sister.
"Ewwww, what are you doing here, you pervert?" Lyka shrieked as she instinctively tried to hide her exposed body behind my corn self to little effect. Darotha stooped down in the water to try and hide her figure.
"Relax, honey, you're not green enough to catch my eye," the goblin smirked as he stopped by the water with his hands on his hips. "I'm glad we caught you though, you left so fast that I didn't get the chance to make my announcement."
"Hmm? We granted you goblins amnesty for your heroic action, what more do you want?" Lyka asked.
"You guys were in the process of robbing us the other night," Darotha added.
"No, we're not here for you ladies or the mayor or anything," Dirx chuckled, before raising a long-nailed finger and pointing it towards my corncob body. "He's the guy we need to talk to."