The Lust Lord Librarian

(Frogg’s Perspective)

"You’re dead!"

As Frogg heard the rage-filled shout of her brother, she was immediately drawn from her daze, or at least as much as her body allowed her to be.

There was only so much that someone could recover from an orgasm in a short time, and since she had never felt one before, she wasn’t sure what to do.

She rose to a seated position and glanced over just in time to see her brother and the giant clashing weapons.

Her brother wielded his trusty wooden club that he had stolen from a fellow goblin in a cave, whilst the giant only used his fist.

Any normal man should have come out of the exchange with broken bones and blood spilling from their fists, but he was unscathed.

Instead, it was her brother, Ibukk, who came out as the loser.

His club cracked in half, and his body was blasted back as though it had suddenly come against a tremendous force. He slid backwards on the grass but managed to stay on his feet. However, he was now a few meters away from his opponent. His teeth were gritted in anger and pain from the vibration that ran up his arm from the clash.

Meanwhile, the giant was only smirking. He lifted his arm and swiped it sideways. At the same time, a great gust of wind suddenly blew from the night sky.

It came from the side, far too strong for the small Ibukk to maintain balance. He tumbled off to the side, eventually ending up near the lake at the center of the clearing.

"Shit!" Ibukk cursed.

At that moment, the goblin used his skill, Dash, which strengthened his body in a way that would enhance his movement speed tremendously. He ran against the force of the wind and just barely managed to prevent himself from falling into the water, but he was most definitely struggling.

He looked over at Frogg with hurt in his eyes, but he needed her at that moment, desperately.

"Sis, raise the corpse!" Ibukk shouted, gesturing towards the bear that Adal had previously hunted.

The giant looked over at her with a raised brow. It seemed he was wondering whether or not she would obey after what happened.

She knew that she wasn’t. After experiencing the hands of the towering man, she knew that she could not fight him. And besides, was she even capable of fighting against such a powerful man?

Then, her brother said something else, practically making the decision for her.

"If you want that magic staff that I promised you, you will raise that corpse!"

Her brother knew exactly what to say to sway her mind.

Back when they were young, the siblings lived in the comfort of a cave with their family’s tribe. They would have grown up to be normal goblins, avoiding battle if not for the stray animals that wandered into their home.

But then, Frogg had awakened the necromancer class, and her family decided that they would use her. She would need to become strong enough to fight against their main rival clan, and in order to do so, she would need to find a magical staff.

Her family swore that if she did not come back powerful and with one of those staffs, then she would never have a home in that tribe.

Ibukk had promised his sister that they would travel the land and become pillagers, in hopes that someday a staff might land in their hands. It was how Ibukk had awakened the Pillager class.

...

As her brother said the words, Frogg bit her lips in anger. She knew that she would have to obey, but she seriously did not want to.

She looked at the giant with an apologetic look in her eye.

Then, she raised the corpse and ordered it to attack the giant.

...

Using the skill required all of her mana, since the creature was clearly far above the strength of anything she had reanimated in the past.

It came alive with a roar. All six legs, except for the injured ones, helped push the beast to its full height. Its multiple eyes glanced around before eventually landing on the giant.

The giant dropped his wind spell, and Ibukk managed to find purchase on the edge of the grass before falling into the water.

He watched the animal charge, and a smile spread across his face.

"Yes, yes, attack. Attack the human that raped my sister! We can win this!"

Their eyes turned to the giant, who stood there calmly as the beast approached him. His hands rested in the pockets of his long coat, and his face remained indifferent.

With every second, the beast closed the distance between them.

Is he just going to let the monster kill him? Frogg wondered in fear.

Should she jump in and stop the beast?

At the same moment she had the thought, the giant disappeared, or in better words, he became a blur.

Frogg first heard the sound of metal scraping, then leather tearing open, then blood spilling to the ground, and finally silence.

When the blur was gone, the bear had a ginormous wound running up the side of its torso, spilling its guts and entrails on the ground. It fell to the floor lifelessly.

Then, she turned her eyes toward Ibukk. The goblin was still standing at the edge of the clearing, but now the giant was standing over him.

The giant held a long knife in his hand, which was completely covered in blood and gore. He towered over Ibukk, looking at the smaller man with a smile on his face.

H-how did he move so fast...? I thought he was a mage...

Ibukk’s body started to shake with intense fear. His only hope of winning the fight was taken away from him in no more than a second.

He dropped his club to the floor, unsure of what to do next.

...

Seeing this, Adal laughed.

He had won.