Re: Goblin Slayer

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'I see, so she's... transformed, you say? Gone are the horns, tail, and wings? And what does she say about that?'

'She doesn't know, she says she just wanted to be her old self. You can tell by her emotions that she's not lying. Also, she wants to see you. Says something about a creator and service. I don't quite understand.'

That's interesting. I created an unknown beast, and after a few minutes when I left, it woke up and almost ran after me, but Arinée was able to twist it. And now that I've contacted my little sister, the newly converted succubus insists on meeting with me... It's weird, but if she wants to serve and says something about bonding... flag in her hands, and I have a plan for where to put her now.

I looked back and met the stubborn gaze of Astoria, who, despite her fatigue, helped her exhausted friends to lean on herself. And they, in turn, were like wounded soldiers: they were walking with their last strength, barely moving their legs. Astoria is a strong, well-trained girl, but even I can see sweat dripping off her in large drops.

I've been thinking about them, and I've forgotten about their condition. I'm afraid that at this rate we won't reach the village today, and the sun is already setting behind the horizon....

But the nights here are really bright, not that I could see everything, but it's unlikely that I'll accidentally bump into a bough in such darkness.

- Break, girls! - I threw, looking around, mentally addressing my sister: 'Arine, give Alice your cloak and take her to me, but see that she doesn't do anything stupid!'

Behind her, the extended moans of the girls could be heard.

'Got it.'

A quarter of an hour later, we had, with barely any luck, set up camp and built a small fire. Since there was no sleeping bag, and the girls were not allowed to sleep on the ground because of my griping - I already considered the girls my own, after all - I pulled a cloak out of the air, under another surprised look from Astoria, but ignoring her, I spread the cloak on the ground. It wasn't a thick mattress, of course, but it should help with the cold ground, as it was immediately occupied by three bodies of emaciated, half-naked warriors, who didn't hesitate to help me lay down the half-naked Atlanta, who wouldn't let go of my hand with her ponytail, and after a couple of minutes of fiddling, I felt free and watched as the girls on either side of me snuggled up to the kitty and hugged her like a warm pillow, then snoozed and nuzzled their faces into her hair.

I even became a little jealous. But when I remembered my own scene with such a thing, the envy subsided a little.

Astoria did the rest: she covered them with the rags that had once been their clothes and, with a satisfied smile, brushed a drop of sweat off her forehead.

Just like a big sister. Only sisters could look at their friends with that special look. Just how is she going to sleep now?

- Thank you, Arien-sama,' Astoria sat down by the tree with a tired look and gave me a slightly shy look.

- Nothing and yes... sorry about the shield.

- Forget it, I wanted to get a new one anyway,' she waved her hand.

There was a short silence between us, diluted by the crackling of the fire and the sounds of the night forest - we were sitting, warming ourselves near the quietly smouldering fire and looking at the sky; a huge cloud of bright stars, as well as two different moons decorated the night sky, as, suddenly, she continued.

- I... I'm afraid... now I don't have the strength to do my duty... n-so... I... can... help... you...' she spoke with long pauses, blushing more and more from embarrassment, 'to relieve... tension, if you'll allow me...

She sighed heavily, as if the words were hard to say.

Is that so? I can't say I was surprised. It would have been more surprising if she'd just fallen asleep. As it was, judging by her embarrassment, she was ready to fulfil her part of the bargain. Does she really want to cement her words now?

- Hmmm... and how on earth are you, going to be able to help me with that? - Looking at the girl with interest, I crouched down beside her and lifted her head by her chin - smelling the 'pleasant' scent - to meet her stubborn eyes full of determination and intense shame.

- I...saw...mother...' she mumbled, not knowing where to put herself. "I was helping my father...n-so...I have n-not much experience in that..." she mumbled, not knowing where to put herself.

And looking at her behaviour, I could only chuckle at her naive innocence. You could light a cigarette from her, and the way she phrased it, I associated the word 'saw' with the term 'peeped' more than anything else. Hmm... and her chest heaving with heavy breathing seemed even bigger than usual.

You can't tell she's not telling the truth. Empathy doesn't lie, but that storm of worry is overshadowing everything else. You can't tell from her face, either, the shy girl's gaze waiting anxiously for my answer. Just say yes, that's all. And I would agree, but you can fuck a log under your feet. And no, I'm not giving up on her, but Astoria needs to rest, to gain strength, so she doesn't pass out in the middle of the act. So, let her go to bed... And I need to show myself at my best.

- Well... - I stretched out with a thoughtful look, as if looking at her virtues.

I moved a little closer, feeling her hot breath and flicked her on the nose, laughing quietly at the sight of the bewildered girl, at the same time, finally quenching my desire to ruffle her soft hair.

- A-arien-sama? - Immediately the obsession fell from her.

She pouted her lips in resentment, and her hands closed on the injured spot and began rubbing her nose. With her gaze she cried out: 'Y-Y-You...for what?'

Like a small child who had just had her candy taken away, she looked a little lost. But her gaze was staring at me with a look of suspicion and doubt at my words.

- I will take your offer into account and use it... tomorrow, but now sleep, silly, I will watch your sleep - I sat down opposite her as if nothing had happened.

We sit across from each other again and glare at each other. Astoria is trying to read me, while I sit and admire her pretty face with an impassive expression.

- But-but...' she began with a tinge of resentment, "I can't do that..." she clearly wanted to be indignant and suggest that we split the guard time, but when I snorted threateningly and shook my head, she tensed slightly, opened her little mouth, but immediately shut it and swallowed her indignation.

- Don't get me wrong, I'm not refusing your help, but you'd better rest now.

- If you say so... I'll keep it in mind, and thank you... I'm glad, very glad you gave me time to prepare,' she sighed with a look of utter helplessness and smiled modestly, sitting closer to the fire.

We sat in complete silence for a while, and only the crackling of the fire, along with the chirping of night insects, could be heard in the neighbourhood. Each of us was thinking about something else, and soon Astoria relaxed and snoozed by the tree. I could only toss dry branches into the fire, watching the flames with fascination, mentally waiting for my travelling companions to approach.

With the update, I decided to wait. The note about possible pain kept me on my toes, as did the urge to pet Astoria's sweetly sniffling face. I would stare at the fire and the pretty girl endlessly until I felt my little sister approaching.

Well, it's time to get on with the business at hand.

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'I brought her, little brother!'

'Well done, as promised I'll give out the reward soon, and Yuko, she must have missed you, hehehehehe.'

The response was an image of a blushing sister and an embarrassed shake of her head. And after a minute of waiting, a satisfied Arine emerged from the bushes in the company of a fragile looking girl.

As soon as Alice came closer, she flopped to the ground and knelt in a deep bow. She tilted her head and rested her hand on the ground as the other... it was hard to see under the cloak, but from the slight outline I daresay it was towards her chest.

The cloak, as if by magic, flew off her head, and then mussed her caramel-pink hair in the breeze. The heavens seemed to have been waiting for this moment, and the stars came together and dispersed the dark clouds of clouds, illuminating the figure in front of me in the moonlight. It gave her a sophisticated and mysterious look, with her little sister at her back, holding her favourite bloody spear, which at any second was ready to destroy the enemy, whether it was a goblin or a humanoid kneeling before her.

Oh, my God! The girl I had rescued earlier was not only a brunette, but now she was hard to recognise, if I hadn't observed the change myself. The old facial features had changed to a predatory expression. Her ears under the waterfall of long hair had sharpened and were a little short of elven size. Only the general look of thinness and exhaustion gave her away as 'human', tired but not broken?

It was difficult to assess, the emotions of this person were raging, no worse than a volcano: from admiration, to manic fear.

- Master! - quiet, honey-perfumed, but with a distinct reverence, said the girl, spitefully looked at me with her eyes sparkling bright flame. - Alice has arrived at your beck and call, Master!

At my beck and call? I doubted, looking at this miracle, in the pink eyes of which was only sincerity and expectation. But I don't remember any calls from my side. I'm not paranoid, of course, and fear, as well as any conscience with morals long ago lost - it's hard to be afraid when you are undead and can walk without a head, but even I find this situation too strange. This is not what I expected from a girl who survived recently!

I'll admit I was a bit confused and didn't know what to do in the first few minutes. It's rare to be bowed at my feet with such an attitude, but hopefully now my fuckface is as calm as a Soviet brick. My brains worked at an unprecedented speed for the first time. A falling leaf in the periphery of my vision was falling very slowly, and my thoughts were racing with different variations of answers. For a minute, I glared at my interlocutor, who was waiting for my decision with a nonchalant half-smile.

- Show me your true colours!

- I obey! - A couple of seconds of silence and the cloak flew off her body with a gust of sudden air, presenting me the image of her petite and delicate thin body, with tight breasts of size two and protruding nipples, and an innocent peach between her legs. I wouldn't say the dragon woke up to the sight of her, as she was smaller in stature than before, and it would be strange to get aroused by the sight of a hungry 'skinny' girl.

But her transformation from human to succubus was impressive. The scattered leaves swirled in a whimsical dance around the girl, black and leathery wings with red webbing spread out behind her back along her shoulder blades, a tail with a tip in the form of a rounded ass - a heart - sprang up from her tailbone, and horns formed on the sides of her head with pink particles of flakes! But the performance didn't end there: in the magic spectrum, the girl shone with a blue glow. And on her herself, with the same flakes, formed a garment of a black collar with a red bow and with garters to the corset, between the hollows of which was another red bow, behind the back of the split and short hem ponytail-cloak, and on her legs up to rounded thighs were transparent socks with tongues of black fabric at the end. She even seemed to look better than before, her cheeks flushed, her skin a healthy colour.

Empathy exploded with the colours of sensation and refused to understand anything. After her transformation, the girl was so desirable that I didn't even understand any of the tinsel! I got one level of ability.

- Master, you saved me from a fate worse than death, empowered me and elevated me! Your gift is priceless, I... I don't know how to repay you, so if you give me a chance, I will give everything: my soul and body, my essence, my innocence, I will become your humble servant, so... please... don't abandon me, my Lord! - With an impassive expression, but with a glint in her eyes, she struck a spectacular pose, and to show off her beauty, as if to hint, ran her hand along her thigh.

'Innocence?' - flashed a dubious thought as a notification beeped before my eyes.

Warning.

The hidden skill of the Overlord - Servant has been unlocked!

Passive skill: Free slots 0/1

Alice is a human succubus who wishes to be your servant! Her impulses are pure, and her faith in you promises to be wholehearted despite your actions. The servant is bound to you, and he/she also receives an incomplete development system. Limitations on physical attributes are removed up to 100% and accelerated by 10%. Telepathic communication between servant and master, as well as other servants. In the event of the servant's death, possible resurrection. Increased life expectancy.

Available item for crafting!

The servant's core is unique.

Indestructible.

Soul Vessel. If the servant dies, the soul will be placed in the vessel and will be teleported... 'Upgrade the system'.

Costs:

10000 Mana.

100 Ba-hyon

Five litres of your blood.

'Upgrade System'

Accepting a servant?

Remember!!! Servants are living beings... 'update system'

Yes/No

There were still some of the nuances of such an opening in my head. I was frozen in place as I gaped at the bounty Alice had bestowed upon me. My eyes were concentrated on the text, and my lips curved in a wide smile. Emotions were bubbling up in a strange way and I didn't quite realise what I was doing, in a rush of feelings from the future possibilities, overwhelmed by the feelings, I threw myself and hugged the culprit of my joy to a surprised cute squeak!

Alice weighed very little - almost nothing, I didn't even feel any resistance or a wave of familiar jealousy. Just kidding, the latter blazed very strongly. But when a man wants - he gets, and I'll deal with sis after, I'm not a fool to forget about the 'reward'.

- I agree! - I realised that I had a creature in my hands. As soon as I wanted to, I mentally say hello to her, noticing with a glance how below her navel a pink heart-shaped tattoo appeared, flanked by curls... this symbol... all my girls should have it!!!!!

- P-Lord! - A wave of embarrassment and great joy. Alice squirmed in my arms and didn't know where to put herself, she looked at me cautiously and hugged me back.

Even though the system was suspiciously insistent today, even slightly animated, if I didn't think so, I didn't care about the weirdness. Thanks to her, I was alive and had become conditionally alive. Yes, sometimes it worked strangely (I recently noticed my first quest and it was failed), there were minor mishaps (all those little things I ignored), but I couldn't ignore the way it was improving every day, even though I didn't pay attention to it. I considered it an update, nothing more, and the rest was not so important. Now my intuition is silent, which is important. It's not going to kill me, is it?

Lastly, before putting a completely embarrassed but happy Alice, I evaluated her new abilities with an assessment. It didn't work the first time.

Alice is a combat maid

Threat Level: Servant/Low-Medium.

Attitude towards you: Admiration, Loyalty.

Attitude towards Arine: Caution.

Attitude towards goblins: Hate

Combat Style-Maid-7, Crafting-4, Shield-3, Dash-3, Maid-3, Adventurer-2, Transfiguration-2, Air Magic-2, Craftswoman-1, Amplification-1, Charm Magic-1, 'System?'

Worldview - Neutral.

Strength - C+

Dexterity - B

Stamina - C+

Intelligence - C+

Hmmm... now that's suggestive. I should question my little sister on possible numbers/text in front of her eyes. If the information given by the skill is right, then all my girls have exactly the same bonus chip, and they're silent... An oxymoron, though - all my new girls aren't exactly human... and their thinking is different. I remembered my slimes with a smile. But the combat maid surprised me, it's a pity I can't estimate the skill - I tried, but by the name you can already guess who it is, but the girl's life story should be learnt.

Before returning to the camp - and it was almost three steps behind the thick trees, I mentally asked Alice to become a normal person, which she promptly did with a wry smile, bowed politely, and then, with the help of magic ... well, it looked not quite the usual magic for me - waved her hand and the cloak flew into her hands - stood behind my back at my right shoulder. She still had the latex costume, by the way, but the thinness was back.

* Loud belly rumbling *

- I'm sorry, Master...' Alice's ears reddened in embarrassment, and I turned around at the sound.

It wasn't hard to guess what it was. I even wanted a snack myself.

- Nothing, and henceforth in public, call me... - I almost blurted out Mr., but in time I restrained myself. Really, it would look strange. An adventurer with a servant, another oxymoron. - Call me by my first name, Arien.

- N-no lord! It's-' She put a hand to her chest in righteous indignation. But as soon as I raised an eyebrow, she flinched and bit her tongue. - Forgive me, the unworthy servant has sinned, Sir Arien.....

Nodding approvingly at her, I added:

- Well done for understanding, but when you're sure we're alone, you can call me Lord! - I ruffled her soft hair. Yeah... I think they call that 'HUMANITY'? I'm not sorry, if they want to call me that, let them call me that, and the entourage is fun, and the girl is pleased by her approving smile, it's a plus. And when I mentioned the possibility of mental address as she wants - it is necessary to see: she shone with pride not worse than a teapot with shining eyes of admiration. How little it takes to make some personalities happy, heh.

It was only on the way back to camp that I met Astoria's disgruntled gaze as she rubbed her eyes sleepily.

Oh, I think I woke someone up....

- Arien-sama, are you alright? - She noticed the two girls behind me and unobtrusively clutched the hilt of her sword, clearly getting herself worked up and ready to bare her sword at any second.

- It's okay, they're my sister and a friend,' I waved my hand and sat down on a fallen tree, my companions on either side of me. My sister took off her helmet and snuggled against my side, resting her head on my shoulder, while Alice threw back her cloak and smiled modestly, meeting Astoria's gaze.

- Alice, it's a pleasure to meet you,' she said her name with superiority in her eyes, and then sidled closer to me.

And all this under the attentive gaze of Astoria, which as a cat hissed at such a thing.

- Astoria,' she replied with the same intonation. - I hope we get along, good night! - With unprecedented grace, she deliberately slowly placed her head on the improvised pillow.

Astoria didn't immediately like the second stranger, something about her clung to her and her screaming intuition was proof of that, when the sister of someone she respected hadn't evoked such conflicting feelings in her. It wasn't the first time for her, there were many people she didn't want to meet because of their character or other good reason, but this was the first time she'd ever seen her! And a girl with such a rare hair colour she would remember!

The two girls clearly didn't share something and mutually, at first sight, began to dislike each other. Between them flew a spark, alas, not love and mutual co-operation, but something more, old as the world and so familiar.

And while they were throwing sparks from their eyes, I checked the contents of my 'inventory', selected things worth throwing away, such as: a couple of corpses of goblins from the beginning of my adventures and all sorts of rubbish, and found what I was looking for in the form of a jug of water and some dried meat and bread. It's not a luxury, of course, but it will help Alice to gain strength, because she looks like a victim of 'diet'. I should have taken more food, but who knew? I didn't think. After all, the forest is all around and there are plenty of animals in it, but what to feed my companions tomorrow? We'll have to hunt by morning...

Well, in the meantime.

'Well, Alice, tell me how you got into such adventures, however, tell me everything about the numbers in front of your eyes, and about your race too,' - I handed her a small provision, and received a sincere smile and a nod.

'Master, I was born...'

And a long story began... a story that lasted a lifetime! Sadly, it was the only thing I had to do every day, but the feeling of my sister's soft lips touching my neck was worth it. The sharp teeth digging gently into the flesh. It wasn't like the first time, there was tenderness and experience, and had we been alone, we wouldn't have stopped at just caresses through kisses on the neck, so we had to listen quietly and peacefully. One thing I was glad about was that I wasn't the only one enjoying myself all night.

And all this unnoticed from the eyes of Alice, who was engrossed in the story and long ago pressed against my hand with her breasts...