The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

Chapter 67: Departure

"Ara ara. Looks like those three decided to join us after all."

They both turned to find Sable, her smile as bright as a summer's day, her eyes tracing the trio's approach.

Maximus felt a surge of anger rising within him like a tidal wave.

How could she be smiling at that elf scum?

It was like a punch in the gut.

"Just like you said, Kaisen-kun. The corruption's already begun. Look at her, all smiles for that scumbag."

Maximus's voice dripped with disgust as he took a step toward Alwyn, ready to confront him, but Kaisen grabbed him by the arm, yanking him back like a leash on a wild dog.

"Patience, Maximus-san. Patience. Lets see how far he will take this."

Kaisen's voice was like a calming breeze, soothing the flames of Maximus's anger, at least for the moment.

Reluctantly, Maximus halted, though every fiber of his being still screamed to lunge at that elf and grind his face into the dirt.

It was a battle between his loyalty to Sable and his burning desire for revenge.

"Good morning, everyone."

Alwyn greeted with a charming smile, dipping into a slight bow as his gaze swept over Alice and Sable.

"And oh, you ladies are positively radiant today, especially in those outfits."

Sable's giggles bubbled up like a spring brook at the compliment, but Alice's expression darkened, a storm cloud passing over her features.

She remembered the conversation she'd had with her Honey Bun that morning, and Alwyn's words rang hollow in her ears.

Maximus's fist clenched so tightly, it might as well have been forged from iron.

His mustache crackled with pent-up energy, sparks practically flying off it like tiny lightning bolts.

Kaisen couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the spectacle, wondering just what kind of magic was brewing in that facial hair.

"Ara, ara. Looks like we've got a full house now."

Sable chimed in, her smile as bright as the morning sun as she reached out to pat Alwyn's head, sending a flush of crimson creeping up his cheeks.

"Yeah, um, Alwyn talked us into it."

Lloyd added, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, his smile sheepish.

He glanced at both Kaisen and his girlfriend, but their disdainful looks made his smile falter, a hint of sadness creeping into his expression.

It stung to see their disgust, a painful reminder of the rift that had formed between them.

"I swear to Lady Second, I'll grind that man's skull into the dirt."

Maximus muttered through gritted teeth, his anger simmering like a pot about to boil over.

"Now that everyone's finally decided to grace us with their presence, let's not waste any more time. Shall we begin our journey?"

The Knight declared, his eyes still fixed on Alwyn with a glare sharp enough to cut steel.

Alwyn, sensing the tension, quickly averted his gaze, a knot of unease forming in his stomach.

But he didn't push further.

There were bigger fish to fry, and they had a journey to embark on.

...

The wind was like a wild animal, roaring through the grasslands and making everything sway.

The sky above was all dark clouds, threatening a storm that never quite arrived.

But Kaisen didn't mind none of that.

He kinda liked it, actually.

The way the tall grass danced in the breeze, and how the wind felt against his skin.

It was peaceful in a way, like nature's own symphony playing just for him.

In the midst of all that chaos, Kaisen felt surprisingly at peace.

After their spat the night before, things between Kaisen and Llyod were kinda awkward.

They exchanged a few words here and there, but mostly kept to themselves.

Kaisen's gaze, however, seemed glued to Alice, who was riding ahead on her horse.

Damn, that leather armor she wore was tight, clinging to her curves like a second skin.

It accentuated every swell and dip of her body, making her look like a goddess on horseback.

And her breasts?

Oh, they were practically begging to burst out, bouncing with each rhythmic jostle of the horse's gait.

Kaisen couldn't tear his eyes away, the sight of her ample cleavage leaving him feeling hotter than a forge.

And let's not forget Sable.

She'd ditched her cloak 'cause it was just getting in the way, opting instead for a simple riding getup.

Tight brown pants that hugged her curves in all the right places, and a white shirt that clung to her like a second skin.

The shirt was another matter.

Well, it wasn't exactly doing much to contain those massive breasts of hers.

The fabric strained against her ample chest, threatening to burst at the seams with each bounce of her stallion's steps.

And let me tell ya, those puppies were bouncing like there was no tomorrow, a mesmerizing sight that had Kaisen struggling to keep his mind on the road.

Both the busty women were making him horny.

The party was gearing up to face their first boss in the world, and here was this guy, this damn pervert, with nothing but thoughts of ass and pussy running through his head.

'God...its like a wet dream.'

Kaisen found himself sandwiched between Sable and Alice, though they were a tad ahead of him.

Maximus rode just behind him, with the trio trailing behind.

But every time Alwyn tried to strike up a conversation with either Sable or Alice, Maximus blocked his path without so much as a word.

It was like watching a showdown in a dusty old western, where the hero blocks the villain's every move without breaking a sweat.

Maximus didn't budge an inch, his presence like a barrier that Alwyn just couldn't break through.

It was a silent standoff, and Kaisen couldn't help but admire the knight's determination to protect his ladies- Kaisen's ladies, even if it meant playing roadblock to Alwyn's advances.

Whenever Alwyn dared to ask for a bit of space, Maximus shut him down with a curt reply, insisting that now wasn't the time for chit-chat and that they needed to keep moving.

It was a damn good suggestion, one that nobody dared to argue, especially with those dark clouds looming overhead like a warning.

Alwyn could practically feel his attempts at conversation being swatted away like annoying flies.

So, with a resigned sigh, he decided to take it easy, for now at least.

There would be plenty of time for talking later, once they were safely out of the storm's path.

A storm was brewing, not only in nature but also in the hearts of the riders.