Musou Knight: Crow of Cinders-Chapter 32: Should I Even Bother?
Chapter 32 – Should I Even Bother?
"Oh, uh. What a coincidence, Raven."
"Are you sure you weren’t stalking me? Also, my name was Crow."
"No, Crow sounds ominous. They eat corpses, don’t you know? Raven sound a lot cuter."
I had lost count of how many times I facepalmed because of this woman.
Since they were following me, I couldn’t do anything. These women were wind musou knights. They could sacrifice their musou gauge to speed up. I guessed they had used my wine to fly here.
"So, what did you want?" I asked her straight. I didn’t enjoy beating around the bush.
Lia coughed and answered. "We rushed here to replenish some water before we took a long journey back home. We had no intention of bothering you."
"I see. Goodnight, then."
"One more thing."
"What?"
"Your magic food..."
Here came troubles. I took a deep breath and glanced at my weapons, which I had left in the minecart. If push came to shove, I would use musou bare hands and beat the hell out of these greedy women.
Lia continued. She bowed deeply. "Thank you for saving me, and I’m sorry for the previous remarks. I have been rude."
"...Oh."
Well, that was surprising. Women with her trope were usually stubborn. She was surprisingly understanding.
I waved my hand. "Then, it’s fine. I don’t care."
"Another thing."
I rolled my eyes. Couldn’t these women summarize their intentions and agendas in one sentence?
"Yup?"
"Could you escort us back to Constantia?"
"Nope. Have a nice evening. I am going to sleep."
"Please!"
"No." I slipped into my leaf shelter and put a cloth blanket on top of me. Lying on my side, I turned away from the crowd, ending the conversation.
I hoped I would never see them tomorrow.
Wait. I had forgotten about someone.
I lifted my head and looked at the minecart.
How was Cow-Cow?
Oh, I saw his eyes. He was hiding in the pile of pickaxes, peeking through the gap. Silly birb.
With that, I forced myself to sleep. I still heard their voices because they continued to persuade me, but I no longer listened.
Yup, goodnight.
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The next day, I woke up to the rustling sound of moving clothes and clanking metal. I opened my eyes and looked at the minecart.
The annoying women were searching through my belongings and stealing my cloth armor. Cow-Cow was taking shelter under my arms.
I had no words. I felt like I had returned to the US and lived in a homeless neighborhood.
After a minute of drowsiness, I sat up and watched them. My brain resumed functioning.
Come to think of it, Lia had been almost dead before. Her body had been covered in bandages. Now, she had taken all of her dirty clothes off and casually put on the game clothing. As for Lenitia, she took off her armor and switched to clean clothes as well.
Lia looked over her shoulder, and we locked eyes. Her face reddened, but she didn’t cover her body.
"I-I can explain."
Lenitia sat on the hard ground and covered her body. She screamed like a virgin maiden.
I sighed and turned around.
"I understood. Take your time. Those are extra clothes that I intended to sell. Keep them if you need them."
"...Thank you."
"Help me catch some wild game when you are done. Do not harm my chicken pet."
"...Understood."
The two canine women finished dressing. Lenitia and Lia faced me and bowed deeply.
"WE ARE SORRY WE DIDN’T ASK FOR YOUR PERMISSION!"
Don’t speak in caps, women.
I waved at them. "Whatever. Keep them."
Lenitia nodded while Lia gave me a meaningful look. Look, I knew I was handsome, but I wasn’t into silicone women with oversized breasts. I had standards.
I walked toward the minecart and rechecked my belongings. The turkey leftovers and my last dumpling were still there, fortunately. The weapons and the dragon seal were still there. Nothing but the clothes had been touched.
"CAAA!"
Cow-Cow panicked again and hopped onto my shoulder. He kept screaming and staring at the women.
Lia and Lenitia stared at the crow. I patted its head and put it in the cart.
"Are you going to eat that?" Lia asked.
Déjà vu. Where had I heard that phrase before?
"He is my comrade-in-arms, not food. He saved my life."
"Oh, erm, sorry. I didn’t mean to harm him."
"Whatever. Just be on your own way. I won’t escort you."
I wouldn’t even ask for the promised food or breakfast. Just catch the hints and leave, please.
Lia approached me and stood in front of my face. Because of my goddamn previous body owner’s age and his stupid height, I had to look up to meet her eyes. Her breasts were distracting.
"What?"
Lia’s face was bright red. She whispered. "We... haven’t returned the favor yet. Instead of the princess..."
Oh, no. You cunning woman, I knew what you were after. I had seen too much hentai to know where this was going. Unfortunately, I wasn’t a gooner!
"Pay back with food, not your body."
Lia’s face grew even redder. She bit her lower lip and nodded. She turned around and vanished.
Damn, she was fast.
Minutes later, Lia returned with a dead wild boar. I didn’t know how she had gotten it, but that was impressive.
"Are you sure this is enough?" Lia’s voice cracked a bit. She sounded disappointed for no reason.
"That is good enough. Let’s get it butchered and prepare our breakfast."
Filling a stomach > Fake boobs. That was all I needed.
I grabbed a common sword. Although it was a weapon, it was the best butcher knife I had right then.
.
After the healthy beefsteak feast, I got busy with a makeshift smoker. After all, meat went bad quickly if it wasn’t cured or preserved properly.
I didn’t know why, but Lia kept staring at me. Was I that attractive?
"Crow." She called me.
Good job calling me by the correct name, unlike another canine woman.
"Yeah?"
"Come with us."
"Not interested."
Lia inhaled deeply and sat in front of me. "Can you tell me why?"
"I have no intention of joining the upcoming world war. Avaritia will go nuts and declare war on Constantia. I just want no part of that mess."
"...Didn’t you want the wind cultivation method?"
This reminded me of the unfinished deal we had. I closed my eyes and contemplated the opportunities and risks.
Dammit. Should I even bother?
