Half an hour later, their hair was brushed and looked presentable. The inn gave complimentary toothbrushes and toothpaste to patrons who used the rooms. The big screen downstairs showed the magus trials, and the sound was turned off. Shaw greeted them, and Penny, his wife, a catkin, also greeted them. The serving girls were their children.
Ethan looked at Wendy, asking her to remind him to give her his essence later. She didn't want him to give it to her in front of people. Ethan blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. He understood completely. Ethan paid for a week's stay and food. They would now follow the instructions on getting to the adventurer's guild.
The small town of Ghost Flower Village was an hour's travel from Zahalarha city by train. Ethan struggled to wrap his head around the concept of magic. He was glad that this world had technology, although toilets and plumbing were all he cared about. He sat watching the news to see if there were any strange murders reported or missing people. But with no success, he knew it in his heart; he knew it would not be this easy, but he had hoped. A girl stood surrounded by four men.
Ethan and Wendy walked down the street following the directions that Shaw had given them. They had a five-minute walk, and as they approached the adventurer's guild, they witnessed a sight that made Ethan's sense of justice come to the forefront.
Fluffy white fox ears twitched, and long white and pink hair flowed like silk, shining as the sun's early rays touched them as she twirled around. Medium, firm breasts swayed with her movements. Milky pink skin gleamed with sweat as emerald-green eyes followed the man's every move.
She had a shield and sword in hand. Her bracers and shoulder armour looked cheap. Her sword was well used but maintained, and her shield needed repairing. She had a short yellow skirt and a tight blouse on. Her white and pink hair flowed in the wind, and a red ribbon held her ponytail. The men were circling her, trying to lift her skirt with their weapons.
"Hail, it is pink."
Wendy sighed, looking at the girl with a sparkle in her eyes. The men laughed as they walked around her. She had her shield up but could not stop the men behind her from flaring up her skirt.
"Come now, Lucy, join our party. We will take care of you. We can be very gentle."
"Squee, never. You only want to plough me."
"Lucy, you're a tank. You should be able to handle us easily, right guys."
"Squee, I am a maiden. Only a noble hero will have me."
"If a man should rescue you, would you offer your body and service to him? And where will you find such a fool? We only want to plough you, not take care of your ass forever."
Lucy looked around, her sword up. She pushed her chest out with pride, and what a wonderful sight, Ethan thought.
"Squee, on my pride as a tank, if a man should rescue me from you, he can take me on the spot. I will forever be his. He could do with me as he pleases. If he wants to plough me in the street, he could. I would belong to him."
Wendy whispered in Ethan's ear. His eyes widened, and Wendy grinned up at him. She rubbed her hands together like she would receive lots of coins. A woman came out of the building, her arms folded.
She had short blond hair, blue eyes, and big breasts. She looked pretty in her red skirt that came down to her ankles and her white blouse that showed much cleavage. The fact that she had steel-tipped boots on gave Ethan a good insight into this woman's thinking.
"Lucy, is this an oath you are making right now?"
"Squee, it is the Guild Master Grace. I will honour it on my pride as a tank."
"Then, if nobody saves you, Charlie and his men will plough you today if you can't defend yourself. As a guild master, I will be the impartial judge; I may not interfere outside the guild hall. I have tea that stops pregnancy, so come to me after."
"Alas, hold, gentlemen, I will fight on her behalf."
The men looked up at Ethan, their faces paling as the leader dropped his staff. Wendy held his hand with a big grin. Four men backed up, huddled together, their taunting and lust sated by fear. The guild master laughed, walking towards Lucy.
"Lucy, you have been saved by this giant of a man with his elf companion. Swear your loyalty and lie on your back legs open for his pleasure."
Lucy hung her head, sheathing her sword. The four men slinked away as the guild master looked at them. Lucy went to a knee before Ethan.
"Squee, on my life, I will serve you till I die, and you can do with me as you please."
Ethan helped her up, holding her arm as he pulled her panty up. Surprised, he wondered what he should say in a time like this. Words failed him now that he had two hot girls by his side.
"Alas, thank you, Lucy. I will take care of you to the best of my ability."
Wendy jumped up and down, pumping her fists in the air. Lucy hung her head, her face red as a tomato. Her pink fluffy ears hung forward, and she did not look up. Lucy sat down, her legs wide, exposing her pink underwear, and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her pink bra and peaches.
She started to pull her panty off.