Profession, Merchant Volume 6 Chapter 15 (Patreon)

Chapter 15 – Hero, II

“I see. I see it now, merchant. I understand perfectly. You are my enemy. And that means you are an enemy of justice!”

“Damn right, I am! And I’ll be an enemy of your fishy justice every day of the week!”

My words were brave, but my face must have been crumpled with fear.

As for the hero, the thick part of his red sword is resting on the deck, and his shoulders are shaking with anger.

“Hunnu!”

The hero shouted as he struck the deck with his sword. The ship began to rock from side to side, but instead of stopping, it swayed more and more. I could hardly stand up.

When the hero hit the deck again with his sword, the rocking suddenly stopped.

“Ha-ha-ha, you needn’t be so afraid. As much as I’d like to strangle you to death, you’re just an ordinary person in the end. I’m going to let you off the hook for today. But remember that you have made an enemy of me.”

The hero raises his sword and gradually gathers small flashes of lightning. He probably intends to retreat with the same magic he used before.

“Wait, wait a moment.”

“I have nothing more to say to you.”

He is showing hostility.

“Well, now. Don’t say that. It’s true I don’t want to be part of your group, but that female warrior over there is different.”

“What did you say?”

“She has admired you for a long time and has been improving her skills ever since. And since you praised her and all with me, can you at least take her with you?”

“Well, all right. My original plan was to scout you, and that woman was just an added bonus. But after defeating the holy knight one-on-one, I can’t deny that she’s stronger than I thought.”

“W-wait! Don’t decide for yourself!”

Just when I thought the matter was settled, the female warrior shouted from behind.

“Why is it only me?”

The female warrior, who I expected to be overcome with joy, drops her gaze on me and looks confused.

“It is exactly as I said. What are you waiting for? Isn’t it your dream to join the hero’s party?”

“But… like he said, I’m just an added bonus. So… don’t you have to join him too?”

The female warrior pinches my sleeve gently and says with an upturned face.

“You heard me. No matter what I do, it’s impossible for me to get along with this hero. Well, I don’t really care if your dreams come true or not, but it’s better that they do than that they don’t, right? So do your best and go.”

A moment of silence.

The wind on the ocean breeze makes the warrior’s glossy blonde hair and long eyelashes sway gently. Her blue eyes stare at me from between the strands of hair that fall over her eyes.

“I don’t want to. I won’t go.”

“Haaah!?”

“I have no choice. The dream that should be my highest priority has changed.”

“That’s new. What is it then, this dream of yours that has the highest priority?”

“To have lots of sex and give birth to a mountain of babies with you!”

The warrior says this in high spirits, her chest turned up to emphasize her large breasts, together with an imposing posture.

“W-what is that. Is that a proposal?”

But it’s still too much. A mountain of babies?

“ P-proposal? H-hey, didn’t you hear what I said? I want to have sex with you and have lots of babies! For you to make me say such an embarrassing thing… B-but it’s not like I want to be your wife or anything! Don’t get me wrong! That’s a different matter altogether!”

Shut. Up.

“But I don’t want to have a baby with you.”

“It’s okay. It doesn’t even matter if you like it or not because I’m going to have your baby, even if I have to force it out of you! Ehe~”

The female warrior said this horrible thing with a smile as if she was anticipating a trip to the beach in the southern islands.

I don’t really quite understand her definition of “it’s okay”.

Well, in a way, this marriage trap of a woman deserves admiration now that she’s come this far.

I lit a cigarette with this thought in my head.

“You guys… are an embarrassment.”

The hero mumbles, holding up his sword.

“Oh, you’re still here?”

“Gu, mocking me to no end… Well, I’m leaving now. Oh, yes, Miss Holy Knight. You’re fired. You don’t need to come back. Good day to you.”

The hero shot a bolt of lightning from his sword into the sky and disappeared the next moment. As you would expect from a hero, his powers are almost like a scam.

“No, it can’t be… Sir Hero…”

The poor knight lay prostrate on the deck, crying inconsolably.

I approached her and comforted her.

“Now, now, don’t cry. Being a hero’s companion is not the only way to live. Why don’t you go back to your country and look after your parents or something? I am sure they’ll be happy to see you back.”

I untied the holy knight and covered her with a blanket. Now that this has happened, I no longer have the need to torture her.

“I don’t have anywhere else to go back to. I was originally an abandoned child, and my homeland was destroyed. So the hero was my last refuge.”

“I see… Sorry.”

I quickly apologized, but was also reminded of an image long time ago in my mind.

It was the figure of the female “Hero” shedding her tears that day.

“Even if I wanted to go back, I have no home to return to. I have no family, no friends, not even a country to welcome me. After all… the whole world… has become my enemy.”

When I came to my senses, the holy knight seemed to have stopped crying.

And oddly enough, she was staring at me.

“Hm? What is it? What are you staring at?”

“Um, what you said earlier… is it true?”

“Earlier? About what?”

“That ‘I find it quite lovely, this erotic side of Miss Holy Knight’ part. Is it really true?”

Wow, hearing lines like that from someone else is a whole new level of embarrassment.

“‘As a matter of fact, I could say she’s super cute.’ You said that too.”

Please. Could you stop it?

“As expected, it was a lie. No, I already knew. I’m sorry I had to ask.”

Saying this, the holy knight starts to cry again.

“Y-you’re wrong. I was telling the truth back then. It wasn’t a lie.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

“Then you must take me as your wife.”

“Yes, yes… what?”

It was the female warrior who addressed this, not me.

“Hey! With the way things went earlier, you dare say you’re going to be his wife? You were attacking us just now!”

“But you said so earlier. That you didn’t want to be his wife or anything, and that you only wanted to bear his children. So I’ll be his wife instead.”

It should have been a man’s dream to be taken in by two beautiful women, but the vocabulary of their verbal dodgeball was so bad it was depressing.

“Hachooo! Hmm, something’s cold…”

At one point, I sneeze, and they stop their unsightly cursing.

“Speaking of which, how long are you planning on exposing that? Put some trousers on, or you’ll catch a cold.”

“Eh?”

The female warrior’s words made me look down at my own lower body, and there I saw that my cock was still hanging down.

Wait. Hanging down?

Does this mean that all the words I had uttered in various guises since the hero’s arrival had been done with my cock fully exposed?

……

…

Needless to say, I was so devastated by this fact that it took me over three days to recover mentally.

〈To Be continued〉

Translator’s Notes

Early Character Illustrations:

The Female Warrior and the Andersen Church Priestess

The Minister’s Daughter, the Bully Girl, The Female Hero and the Holy Knight

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