Chapter 64 The Mysterious Futa (2/2)
The youth started punching the guy's face. The satisfying crunch of bone being mended let him know when to stop.
”Papa, there's another one coming.” Milly called to his side. And sure enough, someone was tail-whipped into the sky, falling right next to them. This bloke was a light-haired youth just a little younger than himself. Fresh-faced and handsome, with an aura of self-righteousness about him that left Damien wanting to spit on his shoes for the hypocrisy.
”Nurse Milly, I'm done here. Please keep an eye on the patient while I tend to his friend. Please don't try to taste his blood.”
”M-Milly wasn't going to do that….Silly Papa...hahaha...ha...” She started to sweat mercury.
”Gaudy piece of shit, with me.” The throne tilted forward in a nod and floated after him. Damien examined the barely-alive second patient. He held his chin. ”Severe bone fracture to the left rib cage. Shortness of breath” He checked the boy's pulse. ”Elevated heart rate. Blood seeping from the mouth. All sIgns of internal bleeding and about a thousand other things, but I'd say it's the first one. Okay. Dr.Piece Of Shit, let's operate.”
Another tilt. A pale golden light came from it's entire body and lifted the youth up.
”Neat. You can do that?”
It nodded for the third time.
”Cool. Alright, administering treatment.” Damien cracked his knuckles. His hands rose, taking a perfect boxing stance. Pa, pa, pa! A rapid succession of blows to the man made him unconscious. But the treatment wasn't finished!
Another round of fists came flying at him with no remorse.
”Papa, another!” Milly called helpfully.
”Dr. Schitt, catch that man!”
Two more men, including Rohk, came after him, both basically in the midst of vying for death's lovely hand. But sadly, just as they were about to seal the deal on that sweet ass, they were yanked from oblivion and beaten up by a fourteen-year old kid.
Damien finished treating them and turned his face to the Roo fearlessly.
The first man whom he treated woke up and saw what was happening. He coughed several times as an aching pain spread through his body in spite of him not finding a single wound.
”Kid, run....that thing is the guardian of this floor, it's too powerful.” He croaked. ”Leave us, save yourself…”
Damien turned back to the guy with a sage-like calm. ”I want to give my little tree a pet. Shut up.”
At that very moment, a streak of light brown came charging at him. Damien lightly stepped aside, reached out, and grabbed the little guy by his ears.
The man's eyes went hilariously wide. ”You...you…” He stammered. ”It was caught just like that?!”
The Roo swung it's tail and hit Damien's side, all but foaming at the mouth in anger. Damien didn't react, but Milly blew up.
”Filthy rat, hitting Papa like that in front of me….divine punishment!” She whacked him a few times with the flat of her blade.
”A talking sword!”
The captured Roo coughed blood. It struggled violently, swinging it's arms and legs with vicious intent. The mad look in it's eyes showed unbreakable will!
This will was broken after five minutes of being pounded into the ground and slapped across the face.
Damien glared at it. The thing was bloodied up and frightened, not daring to utter a peep for the longest time. Then Damien patted it's head. ”Good boy. Here, a cookie.”
Could a roo eat cookies? Probably not, but this one did.
The Roo whimpered, then sniffed, and finally began to munch on the cookies originally meant for Baz.
”There, there…” He held it in his arms and started to scratch behind it's ears.
The other men who were starting to wake up nearly shat themselves. This thing that had terrified countless adventurers with strength too great for the floor it made it's home, was, at this moment, being tamed by some random kid! A kid with giant feathery wings, so he wasn't exactly normal...but still!
”The floor's guardian is being treated as a pet....!”
”That symbol of death, being fed cookies…”
”Fuckin' 'ell, Ro, where'd ya meet this kid?” The man who had his chest caved in asked his friend.
”He just showed up...I don't know him!” The baldy shook his head, face pale. What sort of disaster did they encounter THIS time? He glared at the boy laying a few feet away. This blasted kid…! It's all his fault!
Ever since the brat joined them they had nothing but trouble. Getting them into fights at the local taverns because he saw some asshole make a grab at the barmaid. Getting them banned from the gambling dens because he won a few times too many and was suspected of cheating. Being called out and asked by random strangers to do odd jobs, roping them in too somehow...
They even thought he was cursed because since the first day he joined they kept running into more monsters than normal during their dungeon raids.
And this time? It's him who nearly got them all killed! Just running off to save some girl from the guardian like that, attracting it's aggro onto them…
That girl was pushed down the slope of this small hill, who even knew if she encountered something else? That chick, so young and tender-looking, the heck was she doin' here? She probably already died anyway.
This boy is just bad luck, dammit.
His other friend Rory, the leader of their party, stood up. ”Well….you're a strange fellow, kid, but your help was much needed. How you healed us is something I can't even fathom...I vaguely remember being hit? Regardless, thank you. You saved our lives. My name is Rory. The big guy's Rohk. Those two there, ”He jerked a thumb to his left. ”Are Wyn and Cedric. Then you have Paddy here, the youngest.” A smile. One which felt forced as he was still stiff from pain.” Now you know our names. Might we know yours?”
Much clearer in his speech, this one. ”Damien.” He yawned. ”Anyway, who can point me to the next floor's entrance? I'm on the hunt for sexy slime girls.”
”I'm sorry...what?”
”Ah, you bastard, you stole my prey! Just you wait till I get there...I'll bite you to death!”
The familiar threat sent shockwaves through Damien's body.
”You and that...that….that cock for brains little shit! That nosy bastard, I'll have him beheaded! Hmph Just see how I...deal...with you...” A black-haired little beauty came running at them, shouting abuse angrily only to trail off into silence. Her mouth dropped. ”It's you!”
Damien opened his arms. ”Enough with the pronoun game. Come to Papa!”
Charlotte screamed at the top of her lungs. ”You aren't my Papa!”
After ten minutes of explanations all around, Damien got the gist of the situation.
”So you came here to gain experience. Fate really does work in mysterious ways. The universe has brought my first daughter back to me. How touching.” He turned to Paddy. ”And you nearly got these guys killed.” He scoffed. ” Kid, if you can't fucking help, don't.”
The handsome youth exploded in fury. ”That's nonsense. She was in danger! I'd never leave someone to just die like that!”
Damien raised a brow to Charlotte, who was decked out in a knight's attire from head to toe. The kid looked like a black-haired, red-eyed Saber. It made him wanna take a picture so bad, like for real.
”Were you in danger?”
She thrust her chest proudly. ”Heh. My powers have doubled since the last time we met, Damien.”
He couldn't help it. He had to. ”Two times zero is still zero.”
Charlotte longed to take her hands and watch lovingly as she wrings the life from his eyes.
”I practiced more, okay? I'm strong now!”
Damien asked the Roo, ”What did you think?”
The animal...monster...was very intelligent. It understood his meaning and shrugged.
”She was a worthy foe.” It's eyes seemed to say.
Charlotte smiled smugly. ”See?”
”Never doubted you.” Damien nodded. ”Anywho.” He stood and dusted off his pants. ”About that question I asked.”
The man who introduced himself as Rory pointed behind Damien off into the distance. ”Nearly three days that way.”
What the fuck. Why is it so far? Even if they flew it might take hours.
”Yeah. No. Hell with that.” He grumbled. Then asked, ”So, is the next level below us?”
”Yes. Exactly beneath our feet. Why do you ask?”
Damien hoisted Big D off the ground where Baz dropped him.”Oh, no reason. You might wanna step back, though.”
Everyone felt their hearts freeze for some reason. ”Why?”
”Oh, no reason.”
A pillar of light erupted from Damien's body. That overwhelmingly powerful Aura sent waves of air outward with him at the center.
”But I'm only going to catch my Lottie.”
Charlotte suddenly remembered a rather unpleasant fall. She started rationalizing. The ground was able to support all this land. Who knew if it was thick or thin, but there was no way it could be broken.
She also remembered he was a Dragon-Angel hybrid and immediately had thoughts about running. But it was too late.
The earth shattered.
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They realized that the gap between floors were, surprisingly, not all that big.
It was a fifty-foot drop into a dimly-lit chamber. Charlotte was safe in Damien's arms, coughing as dust clogged her lungs. As for Baldy and the others, Dr.Schitt didn't want it's efforts wasted and chose to kindly help them out.
They levitated with queasy looks to their faces. In particular, Rohk vomited only to have it float up into his face. Pretty disgusting.
Damien also coughed to rid his lungs of the bad air and landed. The others were also on the ground by now with Rohk rushing to a nearby stream to wash off
”Where are we?”
The area was similar to that place good old uncle Llyr had created, but no drugs, smaller, and less vegetation. About a half mile away you could see a feudal-era-like castle
”This…” Rory looked around. ”This is the second floor, I'm sure. Amazing. Someone capable of breaking the ground of a floor, it's unbelievable. I didn't think something like that was even p--”
”Where are we?” He asked again.
”Ah. That, I don't know.”
A thin man with a beard that looked like a smile, very familiar somehow, frowned. ”This must be a secret area of the floor. I've never seen it before. It doesn't match the rest of the floor in design, but it has to be part of it. The map doesn't show anything like this, though.”
Damien was about to say something when a feminine voice interrupted him.
”Well, well, well, look at what we have here. ”
They were suddenly surrounded by pretty women of all ages wearing mere loincloths.
Damien had a spear pointed at his back.
He glanced. And found a statuesque blue-haired woman. She had light green skin and two tiny tusks jutting somehow cutely past a pair a full red lips. Her ears were long and knife-like, with one ear decorated stylishly by several jeweled earrings.
She was also naked. Which obviously allowed one to see a pair of truly enviable knockers few could match.
Let's see, a beautiful orc woman wearing nothing but her birthday suit. Incredibly gorgeous and curvy.
Damien likes him some sexy orc girls, just the same as any man.
So you know, this would have been a pretty nice sight...if it wasn't for the head of a 12-inch long cock smiling up at him.
”Right. Who the hell are you then?”
”Riley MacBrodie MacCallum MacFinley MacLachlan MacGrannus MacGregor.” She pronounced. ”Who're YOU?” She sneered. ”And what the fuck are you doing in my harem paradise?”
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Author: Happy birthday, froggo. This one's dedicated to you. Hope I'm not TOO late with this.