Assassination Through the Netherworld - Chapter 92

It’s been two days since the blood maiden incident, Valentine woke up the next day in Fayette’s embrace.

Vera told them that she had gone to Lolo’s house and he was okay, he reached the place safe and even gave her some boar flesh.

The two girls guided him through their revolutionary cutting edge construction, several artificial passages across the woods where they were supposed to connect between branches and trees to have better mobility.

“What is that?” He tilted his head in a marginal manner when he witnessed a certain slump of timbers pilled up together.

“That’s a bicycle I’m creating” Fayette said with pride and obtained a deadpan from her companions.

“Eh?”

“Why do you want a bicycle when we have, Teddi?” Vera asked with furrowed brows, almost feeling outraged for her bear that was about to be supplanted by a mere wooden cycle.

“No, it’s not created for riding, my intention is to create a mechanism with a bicycle as the engine to pump water back to the house from the small lake, that way, Vera’s pool will always be filled and we don’t need to personally come down to fill it back up again” Fayette puffed out her chest and awaited appraisal.

It did come, Valentine kissed her hard while she received an embrace from Vera.

The latter feels so warm over the consideration they’re giving to her new conditions, they surpass her imagination each time.

“Good, now let me continue, it’s not like I expect you Neandertals to know how to power this thing up.” The blonde continued her noble endeavour, taking her sword to cut some more timber according to the scheme.

…

The pair stood up there, awestruck, not believing what they just heard.

“You had to fuck it up, right?” Valentine groaned, does she think he’s from the caverns? of course, he knows how a flipping bike works!

“Did you just call us stupid!?” Even Vera, the actual granny here, knows how a bicycle works!

…

When the blonde finished her plans, the two of them were left stupefied, Valentine understood the plans, unlike Vera, who was awed since she didn’t understand all those glyphs carved in a wooden sheet.

Valentine rubbed his forehead because he understood everything, and he was shocked at his girls’ intellectual progress, as expected from someone that comes from the future, the problem is…

“How the fuck do you plan to build this!?”

If she said she wants to build a space shuttle with materials in this forest, he might expect it to be more believable.

Air pressure, vacuum!? how the hell are they going to recreate air pressure in here!?

“I told you this is basic knowledge, you old dogs won’t know what this is all about, stay there in your beds like pussies while I work this out.” She took Valentine by the chin and planted a mocking kiss in there before jumping down and landing on Teddi’s back, she set off.

“…”

“…”

She’s flaunting her knowledge at their faces as if she’s slapping them with freshly fished tuna over and over!

“What do we do? she just called us monkeys” Vera asked in resignation.

The house is nearly done, they have food for the next few days, the only matter they haven’t yet been able to resolve is refrigeration and preservation of the food, they didn’t have electricity or salt.

If Fayette thought of something with what they have, he might as well spear his own brain for being so useless.

“What do monkeys do other than eating bananas?~” He pulled her against him with a wicked grin, she understood his intention right away when a pair of rough hands grasped her plump cheeks.

“I-I don’t know… wanna teach me?” She felt desired yet again and hence, her body reacted accordingly, ready for impregnation, even when they do it daily, she’s still overjoyed each time he’s proactive since Fayette dared to act all scientist and mighty, then she can go and work while they have fun.

“We can try and learn more about this power of yours, but… before that…” He lowered her shirt, giving way for one of her breasts to show up as she bit her lips and sought his.

“Monkey see, monkey wants~”

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When Fayette came back with Several wooden logs expertly crafted, she found Valentine and Vera training in combat, but… the latter is using her powers.

She had both arms covered in roots in a way that resembled drills, no doubt Valentine’s idea.

*BOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!*

Vera’s fist impacted against a tree, creating a big shockwave but as a consequence, her arms were numb.

“You need to control it better, the roots are heavy and hence they will give you more momentum, try to not strike unless you’re certain of connecting.” The two of them had moved across several ideas, plenty.

This is the fifth so far, her power made it incapable of producing sharp weapons, only blunt weapons like a hammer or these ‘gauntlets’.

Fayette ignored them and went straight to her own business, taking the logs up with the improved pully they had created, she’s more than aware of their little affair, but it matters not, she can get it whenever and wherever she wants, it’s their special rule, like newlyweds, if anyone wanted to ‘climax’ and requested assistance… there wouldn’t be denial.

“I think that’s good for today, let’s try something different, I want you to spread your roots through the ground, and take my legs, alright?” Valentine suggested, her powers are still several degrees out of scope, but their usage is proven with harsh work and Vera’s patience.

The roots are heavy and not something her physical strength can take easily.

They had already tried covering her in an ‘armour’ of roots, but it’s not easy, she can barely stand while carrying that weight.

“Ah…!” Vera nodded and tried it, the problem is… if she does this, she can’t move.

Her roots slowly but surely spread beneath the ground and entangled Valentine’s leg, he tried to break free and expected, it wasn’t easy.

The tree’s expansion is slow and steady, but once it gets you, you’re not escaping it, that’s just how efficient it is into entangling whoever it captures and they had proven this correct when they were captured by that creature in the alleyways.

“Try to create another, then we’re going to test how far you can cake it, okay?” He asked lightly and felt how another one of her roots entangled his leg but they didn’t stop there, they went further up, having him frown slightly.

“Um…” Vera smiled and did as he asked thinking that Valentine is an excellent teacher, it made her want to… give it another go, of their earlier ‘activities’.

She actually lifted him off the ground and carried his body all the way to her front while Valentine smiled, what a useful power this is.

When their lips met, he had been literally floating, held by her branches.

“I love you.” She said offhandedly, completely impromptu.

“… me too, you don’t know how much, when we have a chance, I’ll give you a ring, alright?”

Pulling her within his embrace, the roots of a Mahogany tree connected their bodies while overflowing feelings permeated in the heart, cloudy like a foggy wall, physical as the strongest metal, palpable like the touch of a mother.

Present as the love they share.

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Far away from the Blood Maiden Forest, the trio inhabits, en-route to the Mahogany Devilish City, way past the land of the forest worms, and the barren tropes of doom, a city withheld its wicked self amidst the bloodshed within its borders, a pro-violence city, a city in which murdering, slaughtering, plundering, abusing… both Humans and Demons alike, is allowed.

The festival of blood and livers is yet to finish and the Marques of this city regards everything with a cold gaze while behind stand several subjects.

“When are we sending the troops towards the Evilborn Trench, that bastard Warcroft is weak and limb, we have gotten the reports that Lady Jezebel fought someone in his territory, several Demon Soldiers have perished, but they were from Gleipnir’s side… my son is still in the city, but he has noticed the progressive decadence of Warcroft’s influence, soon it will be time and I don’t want to be left unprepared when the time to invade comes, I want his head, understood?”

“Yes, my lord… it shall be done as you want.”

“Father…”

“You’re not going this time, son… Manson.”

“Yes?”

“I want you at the front of the convoy, the weapons must be delivered without delay, understood!?”

“It shall be done as you want, but…”

“Yeah yeah, don’t forget who you serve, bastard…”

“Of course~ I’m the Burning Wrath City’s humble protector, I will never betray that city that has given me so much… fun~” The man licked his lips and departed, intending to have some fun before starting his mission.

The wails of humans and demons alike wouldn’t ever stop in this city, as long as pitiful humans keep appearing here to appease the demons’ urges for violence, as long as this profane existence keeps enjoying himself with their despaired shrieks.

As long as it was a pro-violence city, the status of the original netherworld.