A caravan of three carriages was traveling on the trails on the way to their destination. The carriage driver noticeably rubbed his arms in an effort to keep warm.
"Why are these trails toward the forest cold when the sun is so high?" A rcenary beside him took a flask of beer and handed it to the driver. "What do you expect when the place is called 'Frozen dew forest'?"
"I guess so, but isn't this forest supposed to be a den of monsters? I heard the lowest-leveled monsters in this place were at Level 50. Aren't we in danger then?"
The rcenary ca close as he whispered to the driver. "That would normally be the case, but there is reliable information that sothing fucked up the forest."
"What do you an?" asked the driver.
"This forest is normally crawling with high leveled bastards right? They routinely send battle harems to cull the monsters to an acceptable level. Leave them to make babies for too long and you got a demon tide on your hands."
The driver stayed quiet as he waited for the rcenary to share the rest of the story. "Around a month ago, a legion of 10 battle harems ca to reduce the numbers like normal right? But instead of finding a bunch of monsters, you know what they find?"
"What?"
"Nothing! Absolutely nothing! There was nothing but blood trails, wolves, bears, treants, you na it everything was gone! Can you believe that? Even with the exterminations they could never kill even the low-level ones.
"But, man they told the sight was surreal. They investigated until the middle of the forest and still encountered no resistance. Only silence. The leader battle harem tried to investigate further but then they encountered…"
Like a mystery novel the driver was kept at the edge of his seat, unable to reign in his curiosity he blurted out in excitent. "What? What did they find? Co on man don't leave the juicy parts out!"
Amused at the audience clamoring for more the rcenary made a dramatic pose as he continued. "They encountered the Wolfen butcher…"
"The Wolfen butcher? What the hell is that?"
"A lunatic that wielded large swords made from bone supposedly. According to the ones who investigated he wad a man with a wolf's pelt on his head that hunts owlbears for food."
"An owlbear? Aren't those extrely dangerous?"
"Aye, a fully grown one is usually level 70, capable of demolishing an entire building with a swipe of its claws. Rank A Battle Harems at the minimum are needed to take one down."
"Holy fucking shit! What happened next?" urged the driver.
"The first ti the legion saw him, the Wolfen butcher was eating an Owlbear's leg like a turkey leg, while he washed it down with its blood. You know the best part the butcher used a Steelapes skull as a fucking cup! A fucking cup!"
"No way really? Aren't Steelapes very hard to kill? He not only managed to kill one, he even kept the corpse?"
"Aye! That's the fucking scary thing! Having bodies that are tough as armor, and lacking any soft bits in them, hardly any harem without a mage can kill them. If that is not enough Steelapes beco batshit insane when one of their group dies.
"Normally the ape would release a sll that would draw the entire tribe to kill you. It is why their bodies are worth more than gold!"
The driver then theorized. "Doesn't that an the butcher doesn't care? Or maybe the Steelapes gave up?"
"That's what the legion thought too until they looked around and noticed hundreds of Steelape corpses around them. The butcher seems to not be able to eat the monsters. It then dawned on them what happened to the rest of the missing beasts."
"He fucking ate them all? What the actual fuck! How is that even possible?"
"Yeah! That's exactly how everyone felt until he fought with the entire legion and sent them packing." Exclaid the rcenary.
"He fought an entire legion? Where did this guy co from? Isn't he extrely powerful?"
"I don't know the details, but the legion backed off and left the butcher in the forest. No one has dared ventured since. But when the rchants heard the news. A guild tried to pass a caravan through the forest. And they got to the other side without any casualties!"
"Oh? Wow! Now that I think about it, if everything is dead, nothing can harm you! These rchants are too crafty." The driver admired in wonder.
"Yeah, basically all roads around the forest suddenly beca passable. So rchant caravans like this one are all scrambling to deliver goods to the kingdoms near the forest."
Having a sudden epiphany the driver then shouted in excitent. "Ah, so that's why everyone was fully booked. My buddies and I have really been scrambling to complete all the jobs. Carriage rentals have been booming. Hell, I should be thanking the butcher then! Haha, thank you butcher!"
"Aye, the sa goes for bodyguards, when we heard the routes all passed by the Frozen Dew Forest everyone left it to the rank A battle harems, but there were hundreds of them. The B ranks tried it and said it was the easiest job they ever had.
"My party is already on our fourth run, I finally saved enough to be able to afford to apply for a battle harem license."
The envy in the driver's voice couldn't be hidden as he asked about his compatriot's plans for the future. "Ho? Look at you Mr. big shot. Aren't those licenses extrely expensive? You going for a boatload of babes?"
"You know it! What kind of sane dude would get a battle harem and fill it with dicks! I got assessed the other month. I have a Domination rank of B."
The rcenary then ca closer and whispered to the driver. "And just between you and , our cargo right now is full of combat and sex slaves. I plan to get in tight with the rchant and request for a discount."
"You plan to fill your harem with slaves? Is that a good idea?"
The rcenary then proceeded to boast in anger. "Why not? Who wouldn't want to jump at the chance to beco a system user? Hell just getting 100 STR is enough to give you immunity to disease and the weather. The slaves would be more than happy to join my harem."
"I am guessing the fact that you can spoon them without fear of rejection doesn't an anything?" teased the driver.
"Reject ! Who in their right mind would reject ? I can give them safety and security. They should be happy to be warm my bed."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm happy for you. Maybe fate will allow to join a harem too. I don't have the courage to try and level up. How many girls do you plan on getting?"
"Five, I will be fucking bitches from night till morning hehehehehe. That all awaits at the end of this trip, so co on let's get a move on."
Suddenly a large object charged outward from the forest. Its montum caused the trees to fall down en mass as it ran towards the caravan.
"CRAP! AN OWLBEAR! HELP! GET CLEAR!" exclaid the driver.
However, the beast stopped a few kiloters away from the caravan and turned around. It made a loud screech and stood up on two legs.
In the direction the owl bear faced a man with a wolf coat walked forward, he had an assortnt of swords on his body. On his shoulders was a long stick with bone hooks along its length that had chunks of at on them.
"Oy, don't tell , is that who I think it is?
"FUCK! THE WOLFEN BUTCHER! THE BUTCHER IS HERE!"
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