Watching the pattern of Vyåhö that my Party mbers possess, is strangely captivating; Like letting a lot of fine sand flow through a glass conduct, slowly stacking up in a container.
Except for the fact that this containers are their bodies generating an apparently unlimited amount of Vyåhö, letting out this physical energy in a constant pace, resembling a beautiful misty silhouette accompanied by the brightness of their personal Zöhår.
{I need to have a taste from all of them}
These new thoughts that have been blooming in the last few days thanks to my growing interest, and increasing interactions with so many attractive won, has beco less foreign and more enticing.
{Surely this is quite biased from my perspective due to the insane flavors of the fluids released from those who I "Eat Out" during my intimate encounters}
"—Co Blondlanda Blondlaida Blondlanaá"; Yolanda words take out of my deep thoughts, as her prominent breasts are illuminated, releasing her Contracted Partner.
An exact copy of Yolanda appears, with one obvious difference, she is Blonde, while the Guard of Laiara has a beautiful black obsidian hair tied in a ponytail.
—We don't know what lies ahead of us, yet, Blondlaida and Myself can take care of the front line in a reverse triangle formation with Trektör.
"—Is that necessary?"; Questions Nisha with her usual playfulness "—I can sneak out and do a full exploration of the surroundings without picking up useless fights".
"— Separating us is not a good idea"; Says Xoulsey with scolding tone "—We literally form Parties, Spears and Squads to go over our limitations, and you want to go alone?".
—It was a suggestion, don't be exaggerated.
"—Laren is being wise, not exaggerated Nisha"; Says Marckza to the Thaigrin Felinaid Young Lady, who rolls her eyes annoyed and go closer to Xoulsey.
—I got it Miss Ma'Ájesh; Reverse Triangle at the front with the Not Twins followed by the Krïegdörn; That ans a Square behind them; Laren and Myself would take the left side if you don't mind.
"—Sure, is better if you don't have an argunt with Q'Waray"; Acknowledge Marckza understandingly "—And Nisha, Don't break the formation".
"—Yes Ma'am"; Reply jokingly the trickster, as the rest of us take our positions and advance out of the tunnel in this cavern right in front of the Incrusted Debris exit; And taking one last look at the strange hole, an Interface pops up.
§ Progressive Growth §
Type: Optional Precept
Difficulty: Lethality Level 1 (Out of 6)
Threat: Dread Level 1 (Out of 4)
• For each "Two mbers" of the Party reaching "Zenith 1" - " 0.1" Talent to everyone alive.
§ Ti Limit 17:30:00 Real Hours §
—Ladies, I have a Quick question, What happens if the Ti Limit ends and we didn't complete the "Precept"?.
"—We are expelled forever from this Incrusted Debris Trektör"; Answers Yolanda with soft voice"—And this is a good option to get Talent, usually is needed to extract Endodecodex hidden in the Incrusted Debris to have this type of opportunities".
—I see, thanks Yolanda.
—You don't have to thank Trektör, I got temporarily freed from my duties by My Lady; Right now, I exist only for you.
*Twring*
{What?!, No, I should not be surprised, is part of Yolanda's personality to be this serious; On the contrary; In what was thinking Laiara ordering her to do this?!}
Putting my mind onto it, he answer is way too obvious; Laiara wants to have a carnal relationship with Yolanda, so the latter can tell her the details about our passionate encounters.
{Clever pervert, At what point did she stop being "Clumsyiara"?; It looks like a question for another day}
The exterior, or interior of this Incrusted Debris is more normal than what I was expecting; Virtually, all the land in the vicinity is arid, just a greyish rock surrounds us in every direction for several kilotres.
{Wow, this is a pretty large crater}
Being a relatively open area, we decide to quicken our pace, jogging at the sa speed that Xoulsey can maintain without demanding more from herself, since she is clearly the one with the worst physical condition when compared to any of us.
Passing the periter of the crater, a vast adow of dark blue grass awaits us, having on average one ter in height, which is why the ladies opt for a simple solution, erecting a series of [Rouleaux Barriers] that look different to normal; They interconnect the curved triangles of energy to form a spherical protection that flattens the grass in our path.
There are few skirmishes that we encounter in the way; Gnardimgards, their green skin stands out too much in the blue adows of this environnt, making incredibly easy for Marckza to eliminate these nuisances with the help of a couple of shots from the Battle Rifle For Designated Marksn.
For the next fifteen hours we keep dealing with the occasional group of Gnardimgards; To be honest, I was expecting to encounter Æzh'Xinder, but not even Wolvclaween or other creatures had appeared.
However, Q'Waray explain to us that fighting Æzh'Xinder is rare because they are weak, primitive and dumb, plus the fact of providing "Growth" and "Nûrkxz" for the Contracted Partners and Embryon respectively, makes them an obvious prey for those who want to improve consistently.
In the following hours, we encounter a good place to rest at the foot of a hill range; Preparing a series of energy traps in the indiations; Securing the position and getting our sleeping bags ready to be used, while Xoulsey, and surprisingly Nisha, cook a nice al for everyone.
A thick reddish broth with tiny orange hued pearls, shining impassively like small stars is the al; Nisha hands to each of us a portion of this hot beverage in bowls; And as anyone could have predicted, Q'Waray complains for this "—You're not going to give us cutlery?!, Plebeian".
"—Of course not!": Answers Nisha "—We are in the middle of nowhere, probably without access to a water source to wash them, I didn't pack them, and is better if you just drink it from the bowls".
"—I am not so savage like you!"; Screams Q'Waray observing the unaffected expressions of Marckza and Yolanda.
"—Unbelievable!, this treatnt is unacceptable!"; Complains again the red skinned woman "—Trektör, You have a few in your backpack, right?".
—No Q'Waray, I leave them on the bed, they are a commodity, not a necessity; To begin with, you should be grateful for having sothing to eat, if you don't like it, then die from starvation.
Q'Waray is stunned by my my flat and nonchalantly answer, while Nisha twists a little with laughter "—Wow!, I never thought I would hear a Krïegdörn say sothing like that".
—It is just common sense Nisha, and my Family, or its Na, has nothing to do with , objectively speaking, I am an Orphan, raised for twenty years in Sheet Hold, so years in The Core of the Kcrwlmndth Federation, and the rest of my life in the freezing lands of the Northern Front of Clarattoia until a few days ago, checking my Talent, then switching to Aiottaralc the sa night, and now all of us are in this place.
Nisha is speechless for a few seconds "—So, you truly don't know anything about most aspects related to Protocol and its differences with PROTOCOL?".
"—I understood those on my own"; I admit with a bit of pride "—But, I am pretty much an illiterate peasant on everything else".
—Drïekvïer, you can't call yourself a "Peasant" anymore...
Marckza's words surprise a lot, she never gave the impression of a Damsel who could know about this matters, yet, I can't do anything else aside observing her immaculated face, adorned again with those cute earrings I saw on her before the Bismuthic Amalgamation started to rain over us.
"—You imdiately count as a bourgeois for being the son of a Family Head"; Explain to the woman I fell in love with "—But if you did Military Service for more than a decade, or are considered a Veteran, you are automatically part of the NOBILITY".
—Thanks for the clarification "Little Eslana", What about ROYALTY?, Nisha ntion this in the Room and I got curious.
"—You born with it or you don't have it Trektör"; Replies Q'Waray sternly "—Is not sothing you can obtain like an ALPHA, acquire as NOBILITY, win, steal, bought or inherit as usually occurs with BOURGEOIS, so two people having ROYALTY doesn't ensure that the Descendants would be ROYALTY too".
"—The sa can be applied to the contrary situation"; Adds Yolanda "—Just like My Lady, her parents may not be ROYALTY, but there is always a minuscule chance of you being ROYALTY".
"—Not necessarily a good thing"; Interjects Nisha "—It sounds good but is more like a nuisance having to lead others just because you were unfortunate enough to have this STATUS slash Additional Profession".
{Could it be that Risteth had her own Nation and fail protecting this place?, or "Royal Failure" doesn't have any type of relation to ROYALTY?}
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