Lucy was shocked by the stupid situation she had put herself in. As she approached the warrior, our "heroine" lowered her head and apologized over and over again.
"Don't worry about it, beautiful stinky moth," the warrior laughed sarcastically, trying to compose himself and not lose his composure. "I, Roland Sharpshield, am indestructible."
"What a ridiculous name," Lucy joked, trying to hide her laughter.
Those were the last words the warrior, with the idiotic name, heard before fainting. Young Roland woke up in the upstairs rooms of the guild. When he opened his eyes, he found Lily, the Healer, and Lucy, now wearing her mage robe.
"Where is that wretched creature who caught me off guard?" Roland asked, regaining his senses. "And who are these angels in this filthy room?"
"Now you've gone too far, you... you," Lucy struggled to complete the sentence. The fact that Roland was naked, only covered by sheets, didn't help Lucy the virgin.
Lily laughed and spoke in her calm voice, "Don't worry, Lord Sharpshield, Lucy will take care of you now." Lily, with her brown hair and graceful demeanor, said goodbye to Lucy, mocking the mage, "Learn how to cast a low-level Heal, you incompetent teenager."
Lucy was surprised by her friend's frustrated reaction.
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I'll give her a little push. If it weren't for my vow of celibacy to the goddess Virgo, I would already be on top of him. Riding him like a horse.'
I don't think the goddess liked Lily's impure thoughts. Five years without intimate contact can be bad for a woman. I know this from... uh... stories.
"Thank you for taking care of me, young maiden," Roland said, looking intensely at Lucy.
"I'm Lucy. Lucy Starfield," Lucy said, approaching in awe, gazing at Roland's handsome body.
"Pleasure to meet you, Miss Lucy," Roland said with a smirk. "I was looking for brave adventurers for my quest," Roland concluded.
Lucy asked, "What quest?" and her focus shifted completely. Lucy was excited because this was her big chance to redeem herself.
As Lucy daydreamed, she even forgot about the naked man in front of her. All of this was interrupted by Roland's words.
"I am looking for warriors to face the Dark Lord, Xamathrum!"
Silence filled the tavern room. Lucy looked bewildered at Roland.
"Xa-Xama...thrum!" Lucy was shattered. Not even with this Lord or any epic warrior would our heroine oppose the Lord of Darkness.
While trying to approach Roland to refute his reveries, Lucy stumbled and fell on top of the warrior. Her hands roamed through the sheet, hoping to get out of that situation, only to come across Roland's "sword." Roland turned red, and Lucy, with tears in her eyes, felt that sensation for the first time. Realizing what she was holding, Lucy ran away screaming and crying. Roland, not understanding anything, looked at the door and saw Sally menacingly holding a kitchen knife with a devilish smile.
To be continued?