A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 345: Castle, PRAISE (3)

Chapter 345: Castle, PRAISE (3)

The interior of Fraze Castle, which I entered with much preparation, was not much different from other castles.

The other sex mentioned here, of course, refers to humanity.

There is a well-paved street in the middle, and alleyways branch out from it, cutting between buildings, and countless people are walking around busily.

It was not a particularly military strategic point, nor was it a logistics center, but rather an ordinary small or medium-sized city.

If I were to find something unusual, it would be that people passing by often had horns on their heads.

Horn. It was a very easy-to-understand characteristic of the demon race. Because WM loves clichés.

Because the sizes and shapes were varied, some demons were completely hidden by hair and could not be seen.

In that case, how do you tell if they are demons?

I can't do it.

There is no easy way to tell the difference unless you identify yourself as a demon or touch it yourself.

It would be possible to draw blood and analyze it, but that is not an easy method.

And one more thing.

'Demons' are different from 'Demon Lords'.

I keep talking about it differently.

Well, it's not a serious distinction. In human terms, the difference is between a 'civilian' and a 'soldier.'

In other words, not all the demons you see are enemies.

The fact that it is enemy territory does not change.

However, at least if you go by its appearance alone, it was a peaceful city itself.

That was surprising.

It's a place ruled directly by the Demon King's Army executives, but it's peaceful?

No, it could be that the executive suddenly changed his mind and took the city because he wanted to enjoy city-building content.

"Soira. "Isn't there something that catches your eye?"

Asil, who was next to me, whispered.

"What's the matter. Come now. "You're used to the gaze, right?"

I've said this many times, but when beautiful girls like us gather together, attention naturally attracts.

It's like the fate of a pretty woman. Of course, it's not a very pleasant feeling because it feels like your every move is being watched. I just do it because I'm used to it.

"By the way. No. "The atmosphere is a bit different."

"Atmosphere?"

After listening to Asil's words and looking around, the atmosphere was definitely different from usual.

However, it was not an ugly atmosphere.

It's friendly, but there's something subtle about it.

I didn't notice at all. Rather, it may have been because Asil was not used to being looked at, he was able to recognize it.

"I do not know. It's not a bad atmosphere..."

"I'm anxious... Soira. "Let's get out of the way first, yaaaaak!"

"Do you know?"

I looked back at Asil when I suddenly heard a loud scream.

Casting.

The hand extending from behind Asil's back was massaging Asil's big breasts to its heart's content.

"Hey. Girl, your breasts are so big! "I want to touch it forever!"

"Uh, huh?! "Eh?"

"It's big and has a pretty shape. "The elasticity that pushes your fingers out every time you knead it is so cool!"

It's not a crowded bar, or a crowd of people with no space to move.

Asil, who was proudly molested on the main street in broad daylight, was unable to come to her senses due to the unexpected incident.

Moreover, it was a situation where I was receiving strange looks from other people.

Everyone here was watching Asil's breasts bounce and gently change shape every time the man's hand moved.

"It's a heart that I really want to touch forever. Excellent. Then once again below..."

The man took advantage of Asil's hardening breasts to his heart's content and lowered his hand to lift Asil's skirt.

The short skirt, which originally only covered the top of her knees, rose up, and Asil's healthy thighs sparkled white in the sunlight.

Just before you go up a little more, your panties will be revealed to the people around you.

Asil came to her senses.

"W-what are you doing?!"

– Puck!

Oh. A nice room.

A clean elbow strike that made full use of his "Fighting talent" Struck the side of the man standing behind him.

"Ouch!"

The man screamed and fell to the floor.

Only then was I able to see the face of the man who attacked Asil.

Surprisingly, the man's face was fine. Although he was frowning at the pain of being hit on his side, he was not drunk and his face was bright red.

So he molested a woman in broad daylight even though he wasn't drunk?

He didn't even look like a bully to that extent.

Only then did the quiet surroundings begin to stir little by little. It was quiet when Asil was being touched.

"I hit someone..."

"It's too much."

"It was just a small compliment."

"Shouldn't we call the guards?"

"... Huh?"

However, the direction of the turmoil was a little different from what I expected.

Rather, the atmosphere seems to be blaming Asil for beating up the pervert.

"So, Soira."

Flora and Asil, who sensed that the surrounding atmosphere was unusual, gathered around me.

But I didn't have a sharp method.

Should I run away from here?

That would solve the immediate problem, but it wasn't a good solution.

Something is strange.

The fact that an ordinary-looking man, not a cheap delinquent, committed persecution in broad daylight, the people who looked at it as if nothing had happened, and the atmosphere in which they looked coldly at Asil, who had subdued the pervert.

If you know what's strange, you'll be able to find a way to deal with it.

"There! What's the fuss!"

Fortunately, that atmosphere did not last long.

Since I hadn't walked very far after entering Fraise Castle, the guard guarding the castle gate came running right away.

Even when we saw the guards coming, we didn't move.

That's right, looking at it objectively, it's the pervert who did the wrong thing.

We had nothing to stab. It was a problem because the atmosphere was like this even though I wasn't being stabbed.

The guard heard the whole story from one of the citizens who was making a fuss nearby and approached us.

"Were you the ones who hit that man? ... What. "He's the adventurer I saw earlier."

"See you again."

It was the guard who let us through the castle gate.

"Didn't you hear me tell you not to make a fuss? Do you immediately resort to violence just because you walked a few steps?"

"Yes? But that man touched his chest first?"

"Yes."

"... ? That man touched her breasts. "He never said it was okay to touch it."

"So what is that... No, it's not. You were outsiders. Yes."

During the conversation, which was repeating the same content over and over like a treadmill, the guard looked like he had realized something.

"Phew... Done. Go and see. "Don't make a real fuss this time."

The guard said as if he was tired and turned around to return to his original position.

Is it because a guard came and talked to me? The mood of the noisy people calmed down a bit, but it was not as friendly as it had been at first.

"... Let's go."

I left the place with Asil and Flora in tow.

Even if I stayed here, there seemed to be no further information to be found.

What was certain, however, was that something was clearly going on strangely.

?

What's the first thing you do when you come to a new city?

Finding accommodation.

This is an iron rule that I always follow while traveling.

This time too, I followed that rule and went to the inn before doing anything else.

There was no need to worry about which inn to stay at.

Since there were not many travelers passing through this city, there was only one inn.

Thanks to this, I was extorted for an average room at the same price as a first-class room at another inn, but it didn't matter because I was planning to charge Aila later.

After briefly unpacking in the room, we talked together.

"Isn't there something strange?"

"Huh. It's definitely strange."

"I don't know what that is..."

These were the words of me, Asil, and Flora, one by one.

It is confirmed that it is abnormal due to strikeouts. But I couldn't figure out what was strange.

Usually, in cases like this, hypnosis is the answer.

"You know, don't you feel anything strange this time?"

"Is it true that it is definitely strange?"

"No, that's not it. "Why, there's something like a strange scent."

Asil can sense hypnosis over a wide area in the form of a sweet scent.

Asil's ability, "Mental Barrier," Only increases resistance to mental magic, even though it does not mean you can feel her magic with your five senses.

For some reason, I don't know.

Anyway, Asil can recognize hypnosis.

I would have been able to do it originally, but I can't do it now.

I turned off the hypnosis restriction option in advance.

It's fun to think about what hypnosis you are in while under hypnosis.

But Asil shook his head again.

"It exists. There is... It's incredibly weak."

"To what extent?"

"If we were to compare roughly... Do you remember there before? A lakeside city."

"Ah. "Did you go sightseeing?"

"Okay. It's much lighter than what I smelled back then."

The place Asil is talking about is Lake Veles.

A place where he went sightseeing, enjoyed hot springs, and even fought with fishmen.

I later found out that he had hypnosis back then, but it was very weak.

Rather than hypnosis, it's just an effect that slightly excites the open mood unique to tourist destinations.

But if it's lighter than that... Most of the commonly thought of 'hypnosis' can be considered impossible.

"Then isn't it hypnosis?"

"Even though it's light, it doesn't mean it's not there at all. "That's a bit."

"I feel somewhat uneasy."

The discussion immediately reached an impasse.

But I have prepared something for times like this.

"Wouldn't it be better to listen to local matters from local people?"

"Soira? "Have you prepared anything?"

"Just wait a little while, and you'll find out."

– Knock.

Someone knocked on the door of the dorm.

"Customer? "The meal has arrived."

It was an inn employee who came to deliver the meal.

Originally, it was a non-existent service, but with a little tip, even non-existent services become available.

When I opened the door, a man slightly taller than Flora, short for a man, was standing there holding a plate in one hand.

He opened the door, made eye contact with me, and looked surprised for a moment.

"Eww... That..."

"Huh?"

"That... Ugh... You're such a sucker! "I want to rub it with my dick!"

Munchul.

Out of nowhere, he shouted strange words and massaged my breasts.

Huh?