Chapter 26 Sword Fight

"Ah~yes" She looked up at Armstrong's face and puckered her lips as though she wanted to kiss him. Armstrong moved his face closer and kissed her on the lips.

Armstrong cummed trice that night till they both fell asleep.

'System'

[Experience: 900/1000]

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*Clang* Clang* *Clang*

The grating sounds of sword clashing against sword, resonated deeply in the garden of the tower of merchant Heart Alien. Sparks flew and exchange were made.

In the middle of the clearing stood a ring, there.....two people were fighting no hesitation reflected in their moves, matching speed, strength, and skills in a macabre display, trying their utmost to best the other and emerge triumphant.

One of them was Armstrong, he was sweating profusely due to the increasing combat that followed till now.

An extremely focused expression, however, persisted on his handsome face his body precisely evading the blows and murderous slashes of his opponent.

Still, he didn't stop answering his opponent's restless strikes with equally brutal attacks of his own.

The other person, a blue-haired young woman, clearly slightly older than Armstrong, had a much more relaxed expression and overall body language doing the length of the exchange.

Still, her galt was focused and her strikes unyielding and precise, aiming for Armstrong's vital spots.

Outside of the circle containing their fight- girls wearing maid clothes, were observing the fight with a variable range of entranced and enamored expressions plastered on their faces.

On the other hand, the clamoring gathering of maids wasn't really entranced by the amazing display of sword play being thrown around the hanging gardens.

What took away the myriad range of maid's attention was the steamy display of the sweating, naked, and incredibly toned, upper body of Armstrong.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that Armstrong's body was perfection incarnate,neither scrawny nor bulky.

His muscles were perfectly streamlined and his overall toned figure was the literal wet dream of women.

Ever since the day of his orgy with the five maids dedicated to bath him, those five never missed an opportunity and unceasingly bragged about how good and attentive he was in the debauched act they shared and enjoyed together.

Back to the heated duel, it was now approaching its zenith, the climax of the practice combat sparked when Armstrong, who was approaching his limits, failed to avoid a hit on his shoulder, gritting his teeth hard in order to hold back the scream that almost blared out of his throat.

That strike had really hurt, but he didn't relent easily.

Avoiding another blade, he rushed in deciding to put an end to the match with a rapid thrust of his blade to his opponent's vitals, but the sword stopping close to his throat told him that his movement had already been read and countered with practiced ease.

*Huff* *Huff* *Huff*

Rough sounds of breathing echoed through the grounds, finally.

Armstrong lowered his shaking blade, admitting his defeat in the duel.

His body was exhausted, and his mind expanded to its very limits.

'I lost'

A bitter smile tugged on Alora's beautiful lips, her eyebrows knitting into a tight frown.

She completely ignored the scream of the girls in the background as bitterness welled up in her mind.

Bitterness because she knew that those dastardly girls were basically in heat and were waiting to help Armstrong beath, meaning they were eager to spread their legs shamelessly for him to pound, gracing with the sweet taste of heaven and beyond.

Another glaring reason for her bitterness was the dejected expression hanging on Armstrong's face, his aura gloomy at the loss he just received.

Her skills and experience aside, she was a beast woman from the blue wolf race. Even without the usage of mana, her strength and speed weren't aspects that a young human should have been able to match in the slightest.

'Sooner or later he will understand how much of a monster he is'

........

After taking a refreshments bath, though to the dismay of the maids, a simple one without any lustful acts thrown into the mix.

Armstrong was currently on his way to the guild to collect his gold coin.

Despite having been bruised in his last spar, he could already feel his wound slowly healing up, bringing his body to peak condition.

'I am changing'

It had begun not too long ago, just after the last time with Sophia. He was slowly becoming stronger, faster, and overall better in aspects of skill.

After a brief walk, Armstrong reached the road and turned South, as he continued along the road, he spotted a caravan approaching him.

As they passed each other, the caravan guards eyed Armstrong suspiciously, as if he was a bandit.

Armstrong ignored it and carried on walking. After an 11-minute walk, Armstrong was outside the guild.

He entered and made his way to Muna. As he walked up to the desk, he spoke. "Hello Muna"

She smiled in response as she handed him 6 gold coins, but she said something as she handed it over. "Ah, I have bad news".