Chapter 109 (1/2)
Volume 2
Atelier Tanaka Volume 1 &2 Chapter 23 Part 2
Conflict 1
The atmosphere in the carriage, while we were travelling, wasn’t good.
The carriage was full of militia soldiers heading to battle, so it really shouldn’t be surprising that it’s like this.
She doesn’t want to die, he doesn’t want to die. A teenager that looks like a rookie adventurer is whispering under his breath to no one in particular. A woman in her twenties that is wearing a robe and looks like a wizard, sat with her head in her hands staring at the floor. There’s also a middle-aged man wearing light armour that’s talking boisterously but you can hear the fear in his voice. And many more just like them.
It’s a clear sign of the fear that war can create in anyone’s heart.
“.”
When I first heard about the war, I was rather optimistic.
It seems that I was wrong.
Whether it’s all-out warfare throughout the country or a small skirmish along the border, one battlefield is the same as any other to those fighting there. I think I might have underestimated the magnitude of this war.
Though, the trembling of the woman adventurer is quite cute.
I can’t stop staring at her with my perverted eyes.
The girl in the robe looks like she’s in her teens. I hope she’s skilled enough to survive out here.
And, I continued on to my next target who was another woman that was sitting with her legs crossed near the front of the carriage. She appears to be around twenty years old. Her legs, ass, and breasts are all large. She was wearing light armour with the most notable piece of her equipment being a large sword that was sitting next to her. I’m guessing she’s a warrior.
She had long silver hair that extended down to her waist and her flawless brown skin was very sexy. She also had intelligent, sharp eyes. Her height was around 170 cm. She’s a fine woman. Based on her pointed ears, I’m assuming she’s a Dark Elf. She appears to be relatively calm compared to the others. Is this due to her experience in battle or is she just putting up a brave front?
“.”
Her armour was covering everything I wanted to see, but I could still worship the rest of her exposed skin. I was still able to see the top of her lovely breasts that were being pushed up by her armour, her tight ass was also somewhat exposed, as well as her thick thighs. As a man, I can’t resist looking. Thank you very much. Her dark skin is truly irresistible. I want to see her face covered in cum.
“.”
Did she notice me staring?
I continued staring at her, but she suddenly turned to face me.
Our eyes met.
“.”
I pretended to not be staring and looked away.
The woman I had been staring at began to speak.
“Oi, for a while now you’ve been staring at me.”
“.”
I’ve been found out.
I’m not surprised to see her so annoyed.
“Don’t you have something to say for yourself?”
“I’m sorry. You’re just too beautiful.”
It would probably be worse if I tried to lie.
Isn’t it fine if I just want to look?
“Is it that unusual? Seeing a Dark Elf getting involved in a human’s fight.”
“Not really.”
“If you want to laugh, just laugh. I have nowhere else to go. I’m just here to kill a lot of humans and that way there will be more people with nothing.”
“.”
This Elf is a stereotypical Elf that hates humans.
I was somewhat reminded of Edita Sensei.
“was there something else?”
If I had been accused of this while riding the Saiky Line in the morning, the police would have already been here. I would be arrested before I could even say anything. But nothing like that exists here. I can continue speaking with this beautiful woman.
To be able to talk with a woman this beautiful would probably cost me 10,000 yen in Japan.
“Are you staring at this?”
“what?”
She said that while pointing to her neck.
She was wearing something that looked like a collar.
“I’m not sure what you mean, but it’s a nice looking choker.”
“Are you joking? It’s to mark me as a slave.”
She barked this at me.
Slave. She’s a slave.
“I am a slave of the Guild. I was originally an adventurer and joined a party. That led to me losing my freedom. I was treated pretty well when we were at peace, but now that a war has begun I’m forced to be here.”
“I-I see.”
A collar is a pretty typical sign of slavery in a fantasy world.
Well, I’m not surprised to see her so ill-tempered.
“When I registered at the Guild, I thought I might be summoned at some point, but it’s only been ten days since I registered at the Guild and I’m already being sent off to war.”
I’m not even sure how they found out I was living in the dorm.
As far as I know, they should’ve still thought I was living in Edita Sensei’s atelier. Well, I did tell Allen and Edita Sensei where I was living. It’s possible other people found out through them. Or did the school notify the Guild when I moved into the dorm?
“If I could I would’ve just run away. Why would an elf choose to fight for humans?”
“There’s really no other reason?”
“Ha! Of course not! I don’t need an excuse to kill humans!”
“I see.”
Even in this world, there seem to be strong racial tensions. I thought that this world wouldn’t have issues like that considering the vast amount of races in this world. So far I’ve seen Elves, humans, and a man with wings. I honestly didn’t think it would be much of an issue at all.
“But since I’ve been forced into this battle I’ll kill. I’ll kill whoever I wish to. With my own hands, I’ll kill as many humans as possible.”
“d-do your best.”
The resentment she seems to have for humans runs deep.
“.”
Still, a slave?
That has a nice sound to it. Slave. I think I’ll have to buy one for myself once this war is over. Why haven’t I thought of this before? A blonde, lolita, bishoujo meat toilet slave. Only holding me, only serving me, only loving me. A cute virgin sex slave.
“.”
Alright, that idea should be enough motivation to get me through this war.
My love is beginning to shift from Sophichan to this lolita meat toilet slave girl. Any blonde lolita meat toilet, really. It’s the most amazing existence in the entire world. She should exist in the loli hall of fame. By just thinking about a girl like this I can go from sage mode to a full erection instantly.
I still have around 200 gold coins. That would be enough to buy a house, so I’m sure I’d be able to buy a slave or two. Oh, that actually sounds even better. Meat toilet sisters. Is there anything better than that?
Toilet sisters, the strongest legend.
I want to have sex with one while pleasing the other.
I can only truly enjoy myself if they’re both being pleased.
“Ah, yes. So good.”
I’ve been caught.
I let it out.
“what is so good about this situation? Why are you making such an unpleasant face?”
“I-It’s nothing and this is just how my face is.”
“Hmm.”
I shouldn’t be acting like this on the way to war.
I’ll need to finish up my military service and head straight to a slave auction.
I felt a little more motivated now.
A problem occurred on the third morning of our time on the road.
We had been in this carriage for a few days now and some of the adventurers weren’t handling it well. There was little conversation between the occupants of the carriage and the bumpy road made it rather difficult for anyone to get sleep. It seems that some of the adventurers were being pushed to their limits.
“Aaaahhhhhh!”
A sudden high-pitched scream could be heard within the carriage.
Everyone raised their head to find the source.
The owner of the voice was a man in his early twenties wearing a robe and holding a staff. He’s probably another wizard. He has short brown hair that was well taken care of and his gentle eyes matched the colour of his hair.
“I’m so sorry! I can’t stand the idea of dying in a war!”
The man began pushing his way towards the front of the carriage.
“Oi, what do you think you’re doing!?”
Near him, a middle-aged man wearing light armour, reached out to grab the wizards arm.
The young man reacted violently to this.
“D-D-Don’t touch me!”
This was the beginning.
The young man raised his staff.
And everything above the middle-aged man’s shoulders was completely blown away.
Something resembling a fireball was shot out of the staff.
“Wh!?”
Blood stained the adventurers in the carriage before they even arrived on the battlefield. Flesh and blood erupted from the top of the middle-aged man’s body. Tiny fragments of bone ricocheted off the walls of the carriage.