Chapter 32 – Where’s The Nearest Town? (18+)
Devon kept his dick inside the loli nymph’s pussy as the shaft got softer, unwilling to pull out too early so that he could fully enjoy her warm insides until the end of his erection. With a lewd expression, the creampied loli’s small chest lifted up and down with shallow breaths from getting blasted with Devon’s cock for such an intense period of time.
Finally, Devon pulled out, completely and fully satisfied for the first time in a while.
“Where’s the nearest town?” Devon asked the remaining water nymphs who he didn’t creampie, since the two he did creampie were rolling on the surface of the waterbed in ecstasy, the blue eyed loli nymph and the mature nymph.
“Um… human town?” a blonde nymph offered helpfully. “That way.” She pointed further down the river, towards a general direction.
“Alright. I’m going to head out now. Tell Cissy that I’ll be back later, maybe.”
Devon climbed out of the water and dried off, then began putting on his clothes again. “And you three are going to get creampies too the next time I’m around, so keep your pussies tight for me, okay?”
Blushing, the blonde nymph covered her eyes with her fingers while waving bye to Devon. With a satisfied grin on his face and his ballsacks empty of semen, Devon filled his canteen full of water and slung the moonlight longsword across his back and began the long journey back to town, on foot.
He left some pinecones earlier to return to the carriage trail, and followed them until he reached the carriage trail. All he wanted to do was to confirm whether the trail led the same direction as the nymphs pointed.
Interestingly enough, the carriage trail went off on a ninety degree angle different from the nymph’s directions. There could be a lot of explanations for that, for example the carriage could have taken a meandering trail.
If that was the case, then going straight with the nymph’s directions was a more straightforward and faster path. Devon didn’t walk as fast as a horse, so time was a bit important for him. And he was getting hungry.
He didn’t think that he could starve to death, but the hunger pang sensations were definitely uncomfortable.
Devon began walking down the direction the nymphs pointed at, ditching the carriage trail. Stepping over twigs and fallen branches, he made his way through the forest at a reasonable pace, walking for a long time.
Several hours passed, and the sun was beginning to lower in the sky. Another hour passed in the scorching heat, and Devon finally found signs of life. There was a farmer working a field, and he walked over to ask the farmer for directions.
“Is this the way to a town?” Devon asked the farmer politely.
The rugged aging man nodded. “Aye. Just keep going this way and you’ll reach Edelton in no time.”
“Thank you, sir,” Devon replied, bowing just a bit. There was no need for him to be so polite to a random farmer, but he did it out of habit.
With a bag full of gold from the allowance the madame gave him as well as some looted gold from the earl’s dead soldiers, Devon made his way through the farmland and finally reached the town of Edelton. It was more of a city than a town though, with large imposing fortress walls and guards at the gates.
“Halt! Papers, please,” the guard in chainmail and a half visor helmet said, stepping in Devon’s way when he tried to enter the city.
“Uh,” Devon began, wondering if he had any papers. Then he remembered that he had his adventurer’s license card, and took that out of his pouch to show the guard.
“Mmm....” the guard said, looking over the card. “An F-rank adventurer from Malon, eh? That’ll be fifty gold for entry.”
Devon frowned. It didn’t seem like anyone else was being asked to pay entry fees, so why was he?
“Sir, how come I’m the only one being asked to pay an entrance fee?” Devon asked politely.
“Don’t get snappy with me kid, or you’re never getting in.”
Devon thought about it for a moment, then decided another approach. He took the black card from the backroom and showed the soldier. “Do you recognize this?”
Instantly, the guard’s face changed. “Oh, I-I didn’t know. Sorry about that, sir. Were you here on a mission?”
Devon nodded. “Yeah. Did Countess Ilyana pass through here recently?”