Chapter 77

But even with Rain’s desire to cultivate more land, it would still be hard due to manpower, even with the help of the new citizens; the hardworking Killer Ants, and Antmen. After all, even though the man-power increased so with the mouths to feed as well.

Without any choice, he turned to his group of reliable friends and started brainstorming with them in the chat forum again, which somehow became so much fun due to many ideas and things that were coming up. Though, most were actually still unrealistic. Nevertheless, the forum seemed to have become a hot topic in the other world, and there were even new people joining in as well.

Some even were haters who didn't have anything to do other than to mess around and induce chaos and conflict. Because of that, he was forced several times to create another thread, giving invitations to those only who were reasonable, and helpful. He didn't know, nor fully understand what kind of commotion was happening in the other world, because of him. But even if he does, he doesn't care.

All his attention was focused on developing the Lamian village.

After trying to think of a way to improve the situation, he was struck with the realization about the technological limitations the Lamians had, which made it harder for them to improve their working efficiency.

After careful research and analysis of the problem, Rain realized, that although they had plows, that could actually only take you so far, causing them to sow the seeds manually—there were no seed drills or the likes!

Yeah, the Seed Drills!!

The seed drills did wonder when it came to increasing productivity and the yield of plants harvested by approximately almost nine times or is what he had heard once when the history and development of Seed Drills appeared in the technological advancement channel. He had almost forgotten about it.

One of the topics that the program had introduced was about the Agrarian Revolution in Britain, and along with it was the industrial revolution, after all, the two revolutions were connected with each other. Without the former, the latter wouldn’t have happened as easily as it had come. Hence, after thinking about it for a while, and looking at anything that could be useful in the net, Rain started his own Otherworld Agrarian Revolution.

He started from crop rotation to introducing farm machinery such as the wheeled seed drill, which mechanized the traditional practice of scattering seeds by hand. Due to blueprints easily found in the net, everything went smoothly than anticipated.

Although these tools are simple since Rain decided to introduce only the first-type of machinery ever created such as the Horse-drawn Seed Drill—which of course, turned into a Giant Ant-drawn Seed Drill made from better materials and ores from a magic world, becoming much more efficient than the original machine from Earth. The work had excited Miyabila and the other craftsmen, and their enthusiasm was no weaker than Sarete when learning about the chemical compounds, lime, and cement.

Rain was extremely busy, loitering around the crop field due to assessing and analyzing which crops, plants, and vegetables are much better to use for the planned four-field rotation system that he was planning to introduce. Although the crops that the Lamian was growing were completely different from those that can be found in the Modern World. But upon analyzing every plantlife available in the area, there are actually many things that were almost similar to them, that can be found in the Desolate Cave. Even potatoes, tomatoes, and turnips can be seen here...with just a bit of difference in either form, appearance, taste, or living conditions.

Though the problem is that some of those who looked almost alike with the fruits and vegetables on Earth, was actually quite, and some...very, poisonous.

If not for his [Predation] ability, he would have died a dozen times from being poisoned. But nevertheless, after testing all of them he was able to come up with a good list of edible plants and fruits that can be perfectly used for the four-field crop system.

With the added manpower that the Antmen and the Killer Ants gave, the development of the village had finally entered the first stage. To this, the decision of accepting the Killer Ants, and the Antmen, including Scarlet, the Ant Queen was certainly a good move for them.

“How is it, Miyabila?”

Rain walked into the forge and greeted as the redheaded Lamian was wiping the sweat on her face, just finished beating a metal through the intense hellfire surely.

“Rain!”

Miyabila turned around her thin lips broke into a smile the moment she saw him. While the elegantly fine lady of the forge wasn't exactly grinning from ear to ear, she was clearly quite happy. Even if Rain were to obtain something that he desired a lot, surely he would not be able to make such a face.

“I thought you would not be coming,”

“How is that possible?” he asked. “This place had been a second home for me?”

While speaking he walked over and grabbed the clean cloth she was holding and wiped her face himself. Miyabila didn’t do anything and just let him, smiling silly as she closed her eyes.

“I could get used to this,” she said softly.

“I don’t mind if you do,”

They stared at each other for a long moment of silence. If she were a feline, her tail would be thrashing about already. Though, it seems like she doesn’t need to be feline to do that, as Miyabila ‘s tail was swaying back forth, clearly due to the emotions she was currently feeling.

Then, he felt her hands cupped his shoulders, coming so close their bodies practically touched.

“I like this moment, you made me feel loved, it’s…cute?” she said with a sweet hiss.

The scent of strawberries filled the air. With the forge’s heat and the scent of metal, you would have expected her to smell sour sweat from all those working, but you will be greatly mistaken. Even with a day of hard work she had done in this confined, hot place, she still smelled good…like fresh, sweet strawberries.

Why the question mark?

However, Rain shook his head. Miyabila was always the type that didn’t rely on words, hence when she does she find it somewhat difficult to compose one statement of affection, or flirting? But even still, he found her cute.

"You know this is not the first, and of course, surely not the last. Though, your words made me wonder, am I a bad lover that I haven't shown that to you, yet?"

"You know that's not what I meant,"

"I know... I'm just joking,"

They stared at each other, both their breaths coming too quickly. Hers because she was sniffing him, as usual, while his because he was somewhat helpless, and slowly becoming aroused.

He stared into her eyes, and he saw the same need reflected in his own gaze. He watched as she licked her lips. Sinking his fingers into her hair he held her close. Her lips looked so plump, so inviting, so tempting, and he couldn’t refuse. He didn’t want to deny himself.

With her so close, her scent and smell assaulting him like an explosion, he felt hot and bothered and he suspected she knew she had this immediate impact on him. as she immediately made her move. Her arms reached out and encircled around his neck, and his lips, opening for something to say, was cut off and the breathe he took was replaced by soft, silky lips that tasted a bit salty… perhaps because of the sweat she had released while working, solidifying into a salty lips gloss.

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But despite that, she was still alluring, and Rain immediately responded as if it was a subconscious reaction. It had been another taste of her. Pushing her back toward the nearest post he heard a drop of some metals, but they didn’t care.

The hands on her arms slid up going into her hair. He held her close, his fingers gripping her hair as he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, biting down. Then, one of his hands left her hair, gliding down her back to go to her ass. He squeezed her ass tightly, drawing her closer to him.

The moment Miyabila touched him; she felt something hard down below, pressing against her stomach. While she explored his body with her hands, she brushed her right hand over his groin and felt a huge tent. His cock pressed against the fabric of his pants, and he wanted inside her. And she knows it. Her response became stronger, fiercer.

His lips, as always were warm and soft, a startling contrast to the hardness of the man. When he thrust his tongue into her mouth, she sucked it deep as if she was a thirsty traveler that had found water, desperate. he pulled her closer, grinding her pelvic bone against his—crushing his aching cock between their bodies.

Taking her hand from his shoulder, Miyabila reached out to cup his dick, rubbing him through his pants. She then felt her hand run up and down the length of it, gently reconnoitering the territory she was about to get taken to.

“I want you,”

“And I want you too,”

Rain look at her with a tender expression on his handsome face, that Miyabila had gotten used to seeing, but still wanting even more. They kissed for a while and flirted. But the place they were at was certainly not one that can offer good accommodation for a certain, intimate action.

“That was a good welcome,”

After having enough of each other, well, not really enough, they look at each other laughing.

“Right?” she grinned mischievously.

“I could get used to this,” he quoted her and she burst again into loud laughter.

He reached out and touched her face with his fingers, the touch so light that it felt as if he was admiring a piece of artwork so fragile with just a bit of effort it could break. However, the kiss was not the least bit gentle as he leaned down, taking her mouth like he wants to devour her. His hand moves down her back, and with the first touch, she melted into him.

Within seconds she was all hot and quivery inside, her inner core pulsing with a desire that overwhelmed her. His hands were everywhere, touching her, stroking her, exploring every inch of her exposed flesh, and then trespassing the lines of her curve to shock her with intimacies that made her moan. Then, another, her fingers buried in his longish hair, gripping it tightly.

Rain didn’t complain, however, but kept up the kissing and touching until her body felt on fire with the needs and desires only he had ever been able to create in her. It’s like he wants all her body at once but Miyabila wants his as well. So bad, she’d been half-crazed every night as he had not visited her after his sudden circumstances revolving around the curse he had, seemingly caused by humans.

And this made her hate humans even more. If she could capture the one who tried to kill him, Miyabila has many ways to make them suffer!

Miyabila didn’t move a muscle and accepted all of his loving. And despite being a salamander, resistant to fire to some incredible degree, she could actually feel the heat radiating from him, as though he really did nurse a fire deep within him, flames even hotter and fiercer than the ones blazing in the hearth or in the furnace. Even his eyes seemed to burn as he looked down at her.

“Miyabila,” he called out, and he made her name sound like a fragment of some exquisite song.

She turned her cheek into his touch as he stroked his fingers down her jaw, making the red-headed Lamian shiver. The sound of his voice, the heat from his fingertips, all rippled through her, shimmering over her skin, more than the fire assaulting her every time as she faces the burning furnace, and turning her breaths shallow. As she felt so, her lips subconsciously parted when Rain ran his thumb gently over them.

Rain’s body was draped over her. His breath came in heavy, slow rhythms as he stared at her, his eyes clearly sparkling with desire. He looks at Miyabila, naked under her robe, causing her to emit an exotic allure—like an Asian sexy belly dancer. A lovely pair of full breasts bounced above a trim stomach. Long red hair cascaded right down to her big round boobs. And her stomach was a flat expanse studded with a dainty little belly button. Her lower body, where legs should have been was a long, slender tail like a snake, but somehow softer, with beautiful crimson-colored scales.

She looked gorgeous even more close up—an exotic, beautiful goddess that glowed the light of her own sun in her own forge. Droplets of glistening sweat trickling over her satin skin made her even more alluring. She was an impressive woman as always. With her work as a blacksmith, it gave her an incredible body, athletic and lean, developing abdominal muscles detailing her flat belly.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, again with a faint whisper. His heart was beating strongly, a similar feeling he has whenever he was with Lafetti and Zarda, like the pulse making itself felt in his head as he wondered at his loss of control.

His newly obtained power was too primal. It strengthens him not only for physical strength but also to some strange aspect. Though this greatly troubles him, this seemed to make Lafetti and Zarda excited and thrilled for some strange reason.

“Am I?”

Miyabila grinned, hissing at him slightly as she felt the heat between her still-covered caves starting to grow as the scales covering it dampened.

“Very much,” he answered, smiling. Then, suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, Rain saw the things scattered at the table behind her. It was what she was working up until now, and his eyes sparkled in excitement.

“Are they…?!” brushing past Miyabila, he walked towards the table and saw several items that looked like gauntlets.

“Are they done?!”

Miyabila who had followed him inside giggled, watching his eyes beamed in sweet excitement. He looked like a little kid who had been given a toy for the very first time.

“Not yet,” she replied.

“It still needed some adjustments.”

She walked over and picked up one of the leather gauntlets. She then gave it to him, “Just like you wanted, it’s a metal plate encased in a leather bracer. I really don’t know where you got these ideas from, but they are really interesting and they gave me many aspirations. I think I could use them with my later works.”

“Damn, this is beautiful!”

Rain fitted the gauntlet excitedly. It fits him like a glove. He looked at it admiringly for a long while.

“To use it, you need to channel your magic power through the runestone attached on the back of your hand and said ‘Agaroth’, with that, you can extend the blade hidden on your wrist.”

“Agaroth!”

With a clanging sound of gear echoing within his ears, less than three seconds a blade sprung forth from under his wrist. The blade’s length was roughly 15 inches long. The knife blade was made in dull black steel, very hard, the edges sharp enough to sever a thin fabric if you just let it fall through the air onto them.

That’s right. This is the Hidden Blade.

The signature weapon of the members of the Assassin Brotherhood in the game and novel Assa*sin’s C*eed Series, designed as their primary means of enacting assassinations. Consisting of a blade that can be discreetly extended or retracted from a bracer or gauntlet- the Hidden Blade’s portability and concealability complement Rain’s way of fighting.

Well, it also greatly attributed to his personal desire. In any case, he had asked Miyabila, the Master Weapon craftsman to create it because he was not that knowledgeable about how to make it himself. And even though there is a blueprint found in the net, his current level of blacksmithing is still insufficient to create something good. Miyabila's skills are still much better...and reliable than his clumsy, amateurish talent.

And it seems like it’s the right choice. Although it now differs slightly from the original Hidden Blade and incorporated fantasy-like features, nevertheless he was now able to have one, which greatly excites him.

“With how hard and tough the metal plate used to protect the user’s hand, it can be used to ward off blows from swords or even axes. The extraordinary thing is that although it’s evidently very strong, the metal used on the blade is similar to your sword and dagger, incredibly light. And it incorporates a double-bladed dagger, spring-loaded like what you wanted.”

Miyabila explained with her eyes twinkling in pride and affection.

“Although, it still yet to be completed.”

“When can I use it?”

Rain asked as he took the gauntlet off after playing with it for a while. He was excited about using it in his practice.

“Soon, I think,” Miyabila grinned with absolute confidence, “Though, it will take a little time. And also a little field test is needed to see if there are any problems with it. Before that, I can't let you use it.”

“Wonderful!”

Rain smiled in happiness.

“I think I can be of help to you with that.”

"Of course, you will."

With that, he and Miyabila collaborated once again to finish the Hidden Blade.

But because of countless ideas from Rain on how to improve the Hidden Blade, it became much longer.

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