Chapter 24: Out of Script
The tan-skinned woman approached. Casca—a woman Arthur couldn’t even recall ever reading about in the NovelFire that this world was supposedly based on.
"How was your quest? Did you finish slaughtering the orcs?" Casca asked sweetly, her voice soft and gentle. Arthur shivered a little.
’Damn, no one would believe this woman threatened to accuse me of sexual harassment yesterday.’ He let out a sigh, then explained, "No, I didn’t kill any orcs at all. We were ambushed." Arthur tilted his body slightly, revealing the unique party he had formed just this morning.
Vayne and Lisha introduced themselves. Lisha gently spoke her name with a slight bow. "I’m Lisha, a Priestess... nice to meet you, young lady," she said gracefully.
Bloop... 0_o
Bounchiechomie and Arthur froze, staring in disbelief.
This was the same woman who had gotten overly excited when her butt was about to get spanked, who even talked about how her back hole still functioned the same as a pussy because it could still make men climax—and now she was acting like some gentle, motherly saint?
"Ahaha... I’m Vayne." Vayne broke the stunned silence between Arthur and his slime. "Miss, are you Arthur’s lover?" he asked in a half-joking tone.
"Ah... no, I’m just renting a room in my house to him." Casca replied with a slight smile.
"Aha..." A light laugh echoed. "AAHAHAHAHAHA...!"
Levain burst into loud laughter, instantly turning the mood awkward.
"I knew it. Ahem..." He cleared his throat and strutted proudly toward Casca. "A young lady like you would never lower yourself to be with a filthy F-rank commoner..." he declared confidently.