Dead Man's Harem. Since I can't kill myself, I'll find other ways to be happy. Chapter 161: Consensual Exchange (18 )

The rest of the night went smoothly and peacefully, even though both people on watch had fallen into deep sleep. It was cold and rainy, so Vesta cuddled up closely to Devon to share body warmth.

Vesta and Devon woke up at roughly the sa ti the next morning.

Good morning, Devon said to Vesta.

The amazonian beautys reply was only a deep blush and an angry glare. You used your man thing and raped so much last night.

Devon laughed at her flustered expression. Yeah, and Ill do it again this morning if you keep talking.

Vesta was silent after that, but she crawled on top of Devons body and sank her titties onto his chest, Id tell you no but youd probably do what you want anyway, she whispered into his ear.

And so began another tussle in the tent, with Devon mounting Vesta and prying her legs apart, before stuffing her full of his cock.

He ended up filling her up like a pipette filling up a cream donut, making sure that he filled her up nice and good.

[You have creampied a female. 10 points earned.]

[Your lust stat has been reinforced]

About an hour later, it was ti for the expedition to head back to base camp. But before that happened, Devon had sothing very important to discuss with the dwarves. Sothing that his future harem sex mansion hinged upon gold funding.

Hello Thorjfinn, greeted Devon to the dwarf. The amazons told that youre the man to go to for trade propositions?

The rugged looking dwarf with a small cap on his head grinned. Aye, thats alright. Here. He tossed Devon a small pouch of coins. Thanks for saving my arse back there last night.

Thank you, Devon replied. But Im not just here for your gratitude. He took the pistol holster off his belt and placed it on the desk in front of the dwarf. I have sothing that might interest you here.

Thorjfinns eyes went round with excitent seeing a piece of technology that he didnt recognize. That black fabric, woven together in such a way... its fibers are interwoven so tightly and uniformly that even the most talented seamstresses cannot replicate its effect. And that bit of tal at the end, with another conjoining fastener on the other side? Fascinating!

Devon retracted the black pistol holder, a bit taken back by how impressive the holster itself was in the dwarfs eyes. He shuddered to think how the dwarf would react if he had seen the pistol itself.

I know you folk are very interested in technology and engineering, Devon began. And I have access to so incredibly rare items, from my own ho world.

Aye, turning the wonders of the natural world into machines of production is a dwarven specialty, one that we spend our entire lives trying to perfect. The dwarf paused. Your ho world, you say?

Devon simply laughed. I ca from a portal from another world, where the technology is far far more advanced than anything ever seen in this world. You can believe or not, I dont care.

The dwarf looked at Devon quizzically. Let see that thing you just showed again.

Devon obliged, but he took the pistol out first and just handed over the holster.

Running his hands expertly across the fibers of the gun holster, the dwarf shook his head. I suspected sothing was strange when I saw this. To have stitching this precise and thodical, without a single error, is absolutely impossible even with magic. A mage with the precision to make sothing as uniform and frankly perfect like this would have the power to bring down civilizations, and would not spend their ti sewing strange pockets like these.

And this tallic bit here, he said, pointing at the button. Ive never seen anything like this, and yet it makes so much sense. He clicked the buttons together. Brilliant.

If you just walked here and told that youre from another world with advanced technology, Id laugh and invite you for a beer, the dwarf said grimly. But this this object simply does not exist in this world. Any mage powerful enough to craft an item like this would never painstakingly do so. I dont know the details, but I can only assu that you are telling the truth.

Devon nodded. Ill spare you the details, theyre not great for your existential will. Anyway, I have access to many different kinds of technologies like these. Ill be able to produce more of these items given enough ti and access to won. Dont ask why I need won, but just so you know I need attractive won to be able to produce more of these technologies. I know your brethren highly prize inventions like these, and want to examine them. So heres my trade offer. What I need is gold, coins, things of value that I can use in this world to buy land, to form an estate, and obtain won. What you need is access to these technologies. How about we form a long-term trade deal where we can give each other what we need?

Thorjfinn grinned. You have an interesting proposition, but the scale that we are talking about is a bit bigger than my pay grade.

How about this? When we get back to base camp today, Ill be heading up to the mountain. Co with , and I can grant you an audience with our king.