Chapter 139 – The Direction of the Bet
It was a bright day, and everyone sat down in the inn’s dining room and enjoyed breakfast, pulling hair from the nape of their necks.
The interior was a bit muggy. Late summer was in full swing.
The room was noisy with the munching – the sound of a muzzle sticking its snout into a bowl of rice – and the peddlers talking about the local waterfront before leaving.
Seo-joon and his party were sitting on one side and eating yellow-colored corn soup.
“Hey, lady-. Why don’t you join our mercenary? Huh? Seaiba- Wooden mercenaries are said to have to be taught by experienced mercenaries-? What would you do if you went out and got killed? Whether it’s poop or soybean paste, you have to dip it and eat it. Huh?”
However, the two mercenaries sitting next to them kept flirting with Lily and Monica.
After looking at the weapon on his waist, he asked if he was a mercenary, and then asked what a mercenary plaque was. When he answered that it was a wooden board, he immediately began to condescend.
They even started talking about martial arts. Only Dongpae mercenary bastards-.
How to insert a knife when picking the heads of green demons with tough skin – or cutting open the stomach of a full green ghost and taking out a young green demon the size of a fist – cutting red peppers and hanging them around as a lucky necklace -.
He said he could go to our room and show us if he wanted-. He chatted nonstop with a confident face.
Seojun and Ian seemed invisible. His eyes were glaring at Lily and Monica’s looks and suckers, and they were manipulating themselves in order to get a chance to fuck each other.
Of course, Lily and Monica didn’t pay the slightest attention to their words-. You and me once-, I was busy holding up the spoon once and putting it into Ian’s mouth alternately.
However, there was a commotion outside the inn, and someone opened the door and came in.
Ki-Ik-Jang-Rang-Jang-
A female mercenary with passionate red hair and knife scars on her eyes.
It was Margery the Red Fox.
Trudge-
Behind Marjorie, her mercenaries came along. As the number of mercenaries of that gigantic size rushed in, the attention of the people gathered.
The mercenaries who were talking about heroism next to them- and the peddlers who were talking about market profits- also shut their mouths and stopped their hands from making the soup.
Molly and the waitress, who were washing the table, and Kubo, who was sitting at the counter and counting money, stopped their hands.
Margery turned her head.
It seemed like someone was looking for it.
One of the giant mercenaries standing behind her spotted Seo-joon and pointed at him.
Marjorie also looks this way.
Buzz buzz buzz-
It just started coming this way.
“Oh, my stomach suddenly hurts…?”
“You, you too…? Me too-.”
The mercenaries, who had been sitting next to each other talking about nonsensical things, bowed down and got up and ran away.
“Uh-uh, are you coming here…?”
Their spirit was so menacing-, Ian was so nervous that he put his hand on the pommel around his waist. Seo-joon said it was okay and blocked it with his hand.
Marjorie stood tall in front of Seo-jun.
Then, he brought a chair from where the mercenaries were sitting and joined Seo-jun at the table.
“Hi?”
Marjorie smiled and greeted Ian. Ian mumbled and accepted the greeting. She greeted the two women with her eyes, and she immediately looked at Seo-joon.
She had sharp green eyes.
“Can we talk?”
…
Just yesterday morning-.
Marjorie, who had a wrestling bet with Seo-joon, struggled – but lost without a doubt.
It was also a crushing defeat.
She was knocked down on her back and fainted from the impact, only to wake up after a full day.
Huh…!
Suddenly, Marjorie raised her head and looked around. The sun was shining through her window.
“Who, sister…?”
“Sister has woken up…!”
This was the inn room of the ‘wild stag’ where Marjorie’s mercenaries stayed.
Despite being called the best mercenary in the small town of River Mill, her inn room was very simple.
It had no decorations and was cramped. The food was also bad. The only thing that’s better is that fleas don’t come out of the futon. Marjorie believed that being a mercenary meant that he should stay away from the luxurious life. Otherwise, she thought her body would be dull-.
The mercenaries who had been dozing off sitting next to her like sausages stood up one by one and rushed to check her condition.
Are you alright—her ruffled sweaty men who pat Margery on the cheek and swish her shoulders.
“Aaaaagh…! Go away, you guys…!”
Margery pushed them aside and took a moment to catch her breath. I even looked closely at the condition of my body.
Her white thighs, knees, calves, and ankles, as well as her elbows, were intact. She slips her pants down all over her underwear and examines her ass, but she’s fine… There was no bleeding, no bruising anywhere else.
Weird···. It must have been wrestling with that handsome guy…
She agonized for a long time before showing off her cunt hair in front of her men.
Beneath the red cunt hair was a tight, pink vagina. It was proof that it was a virgin pussy that had never swallowed any other cock.
The mercenaries gulped – swallowed their saliva. He even bent over her back to hide his hard erect cock.
As much as the guys who adored Margery and gathered together, all of her guys here liked and loved her Margery, treated her as her daughter, and masturbated three times a day.
But when she stood in front of her, she seldom showed it. She had to pretend that she was cute—that she liked it—as a joke—as a joke.
If someone hastily revealed such a feeling or confessed, they had to turn the remaining 11 people into enemies. Even if your throat hurts in your sleep, you have nothing to say.
Honey Margery, like this, was not at all wary of them.
At other times, he would go to her bath together, and he would fall asleep drunk and sleep in the room where her men slept.
She also took one of her men’s things and put it on because she usually doesn’t have her underwear.
At that time, each other glared at each other like wildcats. She wasn’t without her greedy man. But when either one tried to reach out – the other desperately blocked it. It is to keep each other in check.
So now, when Marjorie took off her clothes like this- they met each other’s eyes without saying a word.
‘I got a little bit of money today-!’
While thinking about this…
Perhaps for a while, their room will smell like damp chestnut flowers.
Marjorie will come into their room and scold them again, saying what kind of dog smell this is. I don’t even know what it smells like… These bastards will use it as a daughter again and masturbate violently.
While imagining Marjorie’s face-, her white legs–, her breasts that were softer than expected–, her cute protruding lower belly-, her white soles– she’d wrap herself up-.
Margery, oblivious to their thoughts, sat down on the bed again, exposing his cunt hair.
What, was that just a dream…? Hagisa- There’s no way I’d be terribly defeated by a kid like that-. The dream is also very disturbing… What a dream…
Ahaha – she smiled dejectedly and tried to put her pants back on, but suddenly her back throbbed so badly that she nearly fell – staggering.
“Ugh…”
She immediately took off her nipple cover, glanced at her back, and saw a blue bruise.
Dream, isn’t it a dream…?
Hehe…! Ooh, my sister’s beautiful back has a blue bruise-!”
“How dare you! I’ll kill that bastard!”
“You can’t kill me easily! I have to tear my limbs apart and throw them away!”
When the mercenaries rumbled up, drew their weapons, and growled as if they were going to visit them at any moment, Marjorie was startled and quickly stopped them.
“Why, why are you guys doing this! That, I just did it because I was asked to have a wrestling match…! Don’t do anything wrong!”
At Marjorie’s words—her mercenaries opened her eyes sadly, like a puppy abandoned—sniffed at her black-and-blue bruised back.
“To make such bruises on my sister’s body!”
“We are useless! I couldn’t protect my sister…!”
“Let’s decide! Let’s cut the ship-!”
The mercenaries hugged each other and cried like three-year-olds.
Why are you guys like this…
Marjorie, in pain, tore her throbbing hair out—and comforted the grown boys, telling them to stop crying.
The mercenaries cried out and hugged her small chest. Of course, all twelve of them had too small breasts to be held, so someone rubbed her armpits – some on her hips – some on the soles of her feet – and rubbed her bearded face.
The guys, filled with selfishness to some extent, went down the stairs to go to the Rose Candle Inn, where Marjorie and Seo-jun and her party are staying.
The news that she had been defeated by a certain kid spread like wildfire, and sure enough, the guys hanging around on the first floor of her inn started arguing with her as soon as she came down.
Where did she smell fishy-, did the bloody bastard even have her period?
The mercenaries behind her tried to step out, shaking their heads, but Margery raised her hand to stop her.
As she approached, one of her dogs exposed her bucktooth and spat out her muddy words.
“What, let’s have a hot game? Even if I look like this, my cock is a little big, but I can handle it…! Heo heo!”
Suddenly, Marjorie’s fist slammed into his protruding muzzle.
It wasn’t until after two corns were robbed that he and his friend apologized- and ran away with their heads down.
Marjorie lifted her fist, which was dripping with blood, and the mercenaries behind her back carefully wiped away the bloodstains with handkerchiefs.
She came out into the street and added a line.
A few of the sledgehammer mercenaries openly followed Marjorie in stealth.
They were always the second-in-command – they came to confirm the news that Marjorie had declined. Because I was aiming for the number one position in this city.
Margery’s brows were twisted, but he tried hard not to denture.
Up until a day ago, the goons who had been frightening her and were able to get her body if she passed by opened their eyes and started looking at her. Not enough of that, he licked her lips with her tongue and ran over her body.
Even if that bitch has a breast like that, she’ll tighten her pussy like hell-? He cut her down as if to listen to her.
Marjorie did not take care of them.
After all, all of this was only temporary. Originally, mercenaries, no different from gangsters in the street, quickly became hot like a heated tin pot – and then quickly cooled down.
If another rumor circulates, you will be distracted by it again.
But the problem was the pact that Marjorie had shared with the handsome fellow.
For her to accompany her bastard’s request as a porter -.
It had to be stopped at all costs.
If that really happens-, the reputation that has been built up so far will be destroyed, and like today, the stars of the stars will attack like jackals, not knowing how to be afraid.
Could never have done that.
Never-.
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Lily, Ian, and Monica grabbed a table over there and glanced at Seo-joon and the red-haired mercenary – Marjorie, who were talking quietly.
Not only she, but everyone in her inn was paying attention to the two of them.
Half of them watched nervously, not knowing when a knife attack might happen, and the rest were already ordering beer and sipping beer, thinking that they would watch an exciting fight.
There was no time to open the corn soup on the table.
The soup, which had been steaming up immaculate seaweed, cooled down before I knew it, and formed a thin film on the surface. Ian glanced at the other side while removing the film with a spoon for no reason.
Monica asked in a coy voice.
“What do you think you are talking about?”
Ian tilted her head at her question.
“Hmm···. Maybe you want to re-bet?”
“What-? I can’t admit that I’m not kidding-! If you made a bet, you must keep your promise!”
In response to Ian’s somewhat insincere questioning, Monica glared at Margery on the other side of hers with her arms crossed. Ian stings at that and shuts her mouth.
Monica hated Marjorie. Very much-.
She didn’t think that Seo-joon would lose the bet- but, anyway, it was a bet that depended on her luck.
To be precise, it was the condition that Seo-jun had put forward, but hadn’t Marjorie asked for Monica before that? She said she could teach much better-.
Not to mention she was the one who couldn’t resent Seo-joon for any reason.
For her part, it was only natural that she would come to dislike Margery. It was clear to her that her intention was to take herself away from Seo-joon no matter what.
“I bet too, but… More than that, I’m worried about those people-“
Lily narrowed her eyes and glanced at the huge group of men sitting in a circle at the table right next to Seo-joon and Margery.
The men of the Red Fox Mercenary Corps -.
When Marjory’s expression darkened while he was talking with Seo-joon, they distorted their expressions together, and when Marjory’s expression brightened, they immediately smiled brightly.
It was a sitcom-like scene, but since they kept their hands close to the weapons so they could draw and hold them at any time – I couldn’t help but laugh.
No matter what, in the end- it was the two people over there who decided the outcome of all this talk.
The parties who placed the bet -.
Seojun and Marjorie.
Depending on how their talk went, the situation would change drastically.
