381: Nosebleed


    “You’re actually useful?” Captain vna uttered, hardly able to believe that the two morons found the priority target.


    Both to and Ptolemy lit up with joy, feeling like champions returning with a trophy. to stepped and extra step forward and said, “I-It is a pleasure to serv—”


    “Shut the fuck up and put her down before you snap her shoulder!” vnamanded.


    "C-captain… My head…” Felicia groaned under vna’s boot.


    “Oh, I’m sorry!” vna stepped off Felicia’s head. “Do you need a hand?”


    “No-no, I’m fine,” Felicia muttered, slowly trying to get up.


    “Well, that’s great to hear!” vna said. “You see, for a second there I was worried that you managed to destroy this entire operation, cause dozens if not hundreds of casualties, start a city-wide panic, as well as let the virtue of the sixth princess be forever tarnished with of thousands of witnesses! But as long as you’re fine, my mind is at ease!”


    “Like I said, that psycho princess was the one who started this whole mess! I did my best to contain—”


    <em>*SLAP*</em>


    A single backhand p from Captain vna was enough to knock Felicia off her feet again.


    “Ufff,” Felicianded with face into the rocks and dust. She instantly covered her nose with her hands, but blood already seeped through her fingers within seconds.


    “Look at her!” vna shouted, pointing at the unconscious princess. “A sheltered brat, barely old enough to outgrow sucking on her mama’s tit! And you’re telling me that the <em>‘Sly Fox Felicia’</em> couldn’t outwit her? Or were you just a little too eager to get payback at the expense of the Games?”


    <em>She’s older than you, cannibal bitch!</em> Felicia thought but had the sense to keep that particrment to herself. Her lower face was already covered in blood while she fruitlessly tried to stem the bleeding from her broken nose.


    “Everything was fine until that <em>fucking cow-tit cockroach</em> started throwing cocks around left and right!” Felicia tried to defend herself.


    “…” it took vna a moment to process the absurdity of Felicia’s statement. “Have you lost thest of your senses?”


    “I’m serious! One of the participants turned out to have some kind of strange cock-granting magic! She said they were ‘Cum spores’ or something like that.”


    “I-It’s true!” to added. “The big titty participant grew a cock on the princess, made her cum with it and then fucked her for good measure, making the princess cum even more and eat her own cum!”


    vna’s expression made it apparent she had a hard time swallowing such a load of information, so Ptolemy feltpelled to add, “We’re not making it up! Thousands of people saw it with incredible detail. You know, up on the big sphere that the staff created for the games? It looked like the princess enjoyed it, if I do say so myself.” Ptolemy added thatstment as he looked at the unconscious princess at his side, his gaze wandering across her exposed naked body parts.


    “… Gamesh!!” Captain vna called out. Not even five secondster a pir of bright, pure light appeared behind vna out of which the blue haired captain stepped out, followed by six more Purple Capes.


    “Oh, my!” Gamesh chuckled when he saw princess Mary. “Somebody’s been in the royal armory. And she hasn’t even been taking care of what few valuable possessions her family still has.”


    “What’s her condition?” vna asked.


    “Inspecting a princess? What honor!” Gamesh grinned and quickly walked to the princess and the two soldiers that held her.


    However, the captain did not even touch the girl. He raised his hand, held it mere inches from Mary’s slumped head and closed his own eyes. His grin disappeared as soon as started some invisible spell. Gamesh remained like this for almost ten seconds before he opened his eyes again and lowered his hand.


    “It could have been worse,” Gamesh told vna and with a nod pointed to some of the nearby soldiers who kept pleasuring themselves in pained delirium or with utterly nk expressions.


    “Will she recover?” vna asked.


    “The Bloody Mary? Yes. Some of the others, no. It is best to get her out of here as soon as possible.”


    “Agreed,” vna nodded. “Clear the arena of the remaining demon pestilence and arrest every single living soul, no matter their condition. That includes all the ipetents that allowed this to happen and soiled our uniform!”


    “U-Us too?” Ptolemy asked, distraught, pointing at himself.


    to swung around and punched Ptolemy in the face.


    “AUGH!! What for!?” Ptolemy asked, holding his nose. However, blood dide pouring out like from vna’s strike.


    “You have a deathwish!?” to asked.


    Gamesh chuckled.


    “Have Reginald’s group sweep the mines, tunnel by tunnel,” vna added. “Marcus too. Collect any stragglers. We have more than enough space in the lower levels. I need to go wake up that fat pig. What a mess.”