My Servant System - #395 - 395 Chapter 394: Journey Resumes



Kat PoV

When I awoke from the deep slumber I had entered, I was greeted with the warmth of another person behind me, their arm draped over my body as they hugged me close to them, all while their nose was buried into the back of my neck.

I smiled tiredly as I felt something hard poking against my back, and I shuffled back as I began to rub against it, my eyes still closed as I enjoyed the warmth around me, all while I grew hotter inside.

The person behind me moaned softly into my neck, and I shivered again as that hardness throbbed against my butt, their hips jerking forwards a little as they situated themselves against me better.

A hand rested on my stomach, and I smiled again as they traced a circle above my womb, like they were asking if it was alright to continue forwards.

Before I could say something, a voice I didn’t recognize whispered “You were the one to say we would just sleep, traveler… any more of this, and I might take your actions as acceptance…”

I jolted awake at that, sitting up and looking down at the sloppy smile of the old man’s daughter, her hair all over the place as she rested on her elbow, staring up at me.

My breathing quickened as I saw the tent inside her pants, and that searing warmth and hardness made my mind blank out for a moment as I looked at it, wondering what it felt like in my bare hands, or what it tasted like.

However, I shook my head and gulped, watching as the woman just smiled at me before shrugging her shoulders.

“Well… thanks for that though… it was pleasant while it lasted, traveler. Also, sorry… I move around a lot in my sleep; that’s how we ended up like that…”

I nodded, watching as she sat up and stretched, before she smirked at me and said “Unless you want to watch, do you mind giving me a few minutes? I need to… take care of it before getting up; otherwise, it’ll just return in a few minutes.”

Standing up, I stiffly walked out of the small ‘bedroom’ and pulled the curtain back when I left, giving her her privacy to… let it all out.

I took a seat at the kitchen table and took a deep breath, opening my system menu and looking towards the 3 stacks of [Arousal], realizing just how potent they were.

For a brief moment, I was contemplating returning to that bed and relieving that woman myself, even if I was just using my hand or mouth; I wanted to feel that hot, sticky liquid again, to taste it…

That was how I knew just how terrible of a double edged sword the [Nymphomania] skill was; at only 3 stacks of [Arousal] I was thinking of going back inside to relieve some stranger I had never met before.

I was able to thankfully stamp down on that ludicrous thought, but what about when I reach 5 stacks?

10 stacks?

How insanely horny would I be then?

My fingers drummed along the wooden tabletop, and I frowned as I listened to the soft pants and trace scent of the woman’s arousal in the air, both of which stirred my insides more.

I… would need to leave soon.

Taking a moment to check over all my things, I made sure I had everything before opening my coin purse, pulling out a few Silvers and Coppers and resting them on the table.

I should get going now… before something else happens.

The door opened quietly, and a calm, peaceful dawn awaited me outside the warm cabin.

Closing the door behind me, I drew up my hood and began to orient myself once more, running towards the direction that I needed to take to reach the Wekalian Steppes.

If I wanted to cut down on time, I could traverse the desert that was to the southwest of the Wekalian Steppes, cutting through that to travel alongside the walls of the Labyrinthian and reach the Sultanate, where I would need to go find the Sultana or Kio to help get me home.

Though, even the Sultanate would be a dangerous adventure of its own; the scorching heat day and night – fueled by the abundance of Fire Mana permeating the land – would sap my own mana from me, and the amount of dangerous monsters that lived inside the sandy dunes of the Sultanate were innumerable.

Of course, the most dangerous part of the Sultanate would be the people; from what Anput’s said, and from her actions, I am a prime cut of steak walking through a den of ravenous carnivores.

A beautiful, curvy Dogkin woman with some bite to her would entice most of the Sultanate, and in a culture where might makes right, well…

I would be in trouble all the time.

Especially since I’d be amongst fellow Beastkin.

My own heat would betray me more often than not, and I’d likely find myself pursued no matter where I was as Anput’s people searched for a good mate to breed.

The future looked… dim in certain aspects for me going forwards, but I should be able to traverse these upcoming legs of my journey with ease compared to the forest or even the Rimelands.

I was just unlucky with them, having run into two large groups of people that only ever fought against high level monsters and were – if Mirgraz and the others were to be believed – keeping even higher level monsters in check.

They were born for one thing and one thing only, whereas the people of the Sultanate were from a more… civilized society, where there were all kinds of futures to choose from.

That was what was on my mind as I settled down for the night, back to living inside my cozy little ice cube as I hunkered down in the middle of the snow covered plains, gnawing on jerky before doing something about my amazingly horrifying skill.