Emily looked up when she heard the door open to see Amber come into the room, still wet with water, her girls following after. Megan and Celine were thankfully dry and clothed. If she hadn’t needed to consult the map. She wouldn’t have left them in Amber’s care, but she’d decided after watching the bee girl that she was trustworthy. Well not as much as she would like, but enough to let her kids be with her for a few minutes.

  “How’d the bath go?”

  Amber grinned, “We had a lot of fun! Didn’t we!?”

  Megan nodded, “Yeah we did! The tub was huge, we got to race boats!”

  Emily giggled, “Gd you two had fun. Now get ready for the road, we have to get moving soon if we are to make the funeral on time.”

  “Kay, Kay!” Responded Celine as she ran off. Megan followed her into the kids bedroom of the suite.

  Amber with a frown on her face, “Funeral?” Then her face lit up, “Oh right, you told the guard you were going to a funeral.” Her gaze turned to the door, “They don’t seem that sad though, aren’t human kids devastated when they lose a parent?”

  Emily chuckled for a moment then slumped, “Oh? Did you think losing my husband was that recent? I’m afraid their father died years ago. The funeral is for my father.”

  Amber blinked, “Your father?” Arm fshed on her face, “Wait, don’t tell me Kael Greybeard...”

  Emily gave her a wry smile, “I see even monsters know his name.”

  “Of course I know of him, Kael the Hunter is the catch everyone wants. To have his kids was....” she choked for a moment, “Is he really gone?”

  A tear graced her cheek, “So I’ve been told. I haven’t actually seen the body. Honestly I keep hoping it’s a joke, but Mother doesn’t really do that.”

  Amber didn’t say a word in reply to that, instead she drew closer and wrapped her in a hug. It felt kinda nice, aside from the water soaking into her clothes. For a moment they just sat there before separating.

  The silence seemed to stretch on, “So did you decide on a route to Bordertown?”

  “Not yet, I’d like to get there quickly, but I’m not sure which way to go to avoid any more detours to avoid battles.”

  Amber frowned, then leaned over the map. After a moment she pointed at an area to the east, “Not sure how well your cart would do out this way, but the Frogs haven’t joined the war yet.”

  “The Frogs?”

  “The Fremur, or Frogs as I like to call them. They control the swamps, and marshes east of the Greywood forest.”

  “Ah, right the Fremur!” said Emily as she recalled the creatures. Calling them frogs wasn’t inaccurate, they were clearly reted to frogs and had simir traits. A typical Fremur stood about one hundred forty centimeters tall with a squat posture. Their legs were like natural springs letting them jump a surprising distance, more than 20 times their own height. Like their smaller frog cousins, they also had long tongues, but they didn’t hunt insects. Instead, they would hunt small animals, which is why their tongue is tipped with a venomous barb.

  Appearance-wise, they were roughly humanoid. Their skin was typically a pale shade of green or blue, they were hairless with very smooth yet slimy skin. Fremur had rounded heads, with almost human-like faces. They had rge eyes, and smaller noses on average, and instead of hair framing their faces, they had a pair of webbed ridges. Honestly, she thought they looked kinda cute. The Fremur were also pretty good swimmers thanks to their webbed hands and feet.

  “I could ask my Mom if she knows about any good roads out that way.”

  Emily reached into her bag, and pulled out a few more maps, “Thanks but I didn’t leave unprepared. My Dad explored that area as well and I’ve got his maps. It’s not a bad idea either.”

  Together the two of them started pnning out a route through the wetnds that would get them to Bordertown. Amber had even helpfully pointed out where a couple of Fremur vilges could be found. That made it so much easier to figure out a good travel pn for the area, with any luck they’d be on time for the funeral despite the detour. Showing up te would be downright embarrassing and she sure didn’t want Mom to chew her out for being te to such an important family gathering. Although thinking of embarrassing it was bad enough when her daughters did it at the shop, but she was as sure as the infernal pins hoping her Celine’s panties stayed on her bottom and didn’t end up on Megan’s head again.

  Efim ran a hand along the bde of his new sword, the smith Taya had recommended was clearly pretty good with her work and not just in bed. A flush touched his cheeks as his dick hardened a little, remembering how good the two of them had been. Next time he was at the inn he was certainly going to look Taya up, and see if she was free.

  He still had his old sword, the smith Pelya had cleaned the bde up and prepared a nice decorative case for the bde. In a way it felt sad to let the bde go, he’d had it for years, but honestly the bde was at its limit. Pelya said it only had a few good strikes left in it before it broke, and a broken bde was of no use to a swordsman like him. Efim figured that when they got back, he’d put the bde on his wall. Even if he couldn’t use it, the old weapon had so many memories that it would be nice to have it somewhere he could gaze upon it and remember all the battles it had been at his side with.

  His mind shifted back to the new sword, it gleamed in the light. The bde was a pale green mixed with silver, the pommel held a nice rounded gem that seemed to glow from within, and the grip seemed to fit his hand even better than his old sword ever had. It was a good weapon, perhaps one day it might even be a legendary one. It was made of demon steel, and more importantly it was well enchanted. Efim felt almost unworthy of the bde but since he had it, he wanted to prove to Pelya that he was the right man for the bde and give it a name worthy of such a strong sword.

  With those thoughts swirling in his mind, he was briefly distracted by a pair of pregnant adventurers. The swell of their bare bellies gave him no doubts about their status, and they were pretty cute too. Yet it wasn’t their looks that drew his attention but their words.

  The shorter one pouted, “I hate puzzles!”

  A giggle erupted from the other, “No you don’t, you just don’t like doing math.”

  With a gre the other replied, “It sucks, who wants to do math when you could have a demon...”

  More ughter, “Hey, hey it’s not like they asked for the square root of pi, it was simple addition problems.”

  The gre deepened, “Simple!? As if! And it’s not like you ended up to your boobs in slime!”

  “That was priceless, and don’t say you didn’t have fun pying with the slimes.”

  The angry short chick turned bright red, “I did not! It was horrible! I’ll never get the slime out of my hair!”

  He gave the girls a second look, slime still clung to their skin, holes and tears riddled their clothing, but the shorter girl seemed to have the worst of the experience, her armor was in tatters held together by little more than strings with fps of half melted cloth hanging off them. Despite that or perhaps because of it, the pair were quite alluring and he was not the only one looking.

  The taller girl giggled, “I’d be more worried about your clothes, they did a real number on your outfit.”

  The angry short girl pouted, “It was my favorite outfit too.”

  “But we do seem to be gathering some attention, just look at all the lovely lustful stares we are getting!” Then she pointed towards him, “Even that handsome guy over by the fountain seems to be checking us out.”

  The short girl looked his way, her skin turning pink, “I think he’s pretty cute actually, think he might be good for some fun?”

  “Only one way to find out!”

  Efim had a funny feeling about where this was going, when suddenly he felt a familiar pair of breasts press into his back. Without even looking he knew who it was, and he wasn’t sure how to feel about being able to identify her by the feeling of her boobs alone. Of course the dungeon didn’t help, it was making his girls so horny, he didn’t know what to do and was she topless? “Um, Yuki? Are you...”

  She giggled, and turned him around for a kiss, “Hey Efim! Nice sword, have you seen the others?”

  “Um, not yet...” he muttered out, staring at her naked chest, she really hadn’t been wearing a top or much of anything else, “Why are you naked!?”

  She lifted a bag with a big smile on her face, “Oh! I just had the best time at the magic tome shop, the bookkeeper is so pretty and she had all these fun spellbooks. I just had to buy them all!”

  That didn’t expin a thing! And she was far too close. Suddenly cool fingers brushed his dick and he gulped. When did she?

  Yuki fished his dick out of his pants, “Why don’t we have some fun while we wait for the others?”

  Nearby he heard the pregnant pair comment, “Ah, looks like he’s taken, oh well. Want to go find some other cute boy?”

  “A girl could be good!”

  “Yeah let’s go with a girl this time, I think I saw a cute spider a couple streets back.”

  Slowly they vanished from earshot, while he found his blood rushing. Yuki was so close, her lovely pale skin was flushed bright and glistened in the dungeon light as moisture beaded upon it, some of which ran oh so delightfully down her skin and between her delicate mounds. She pressed further into him, strange words on her lips, as the air sang with magic.

  He blinked, when did she undress him? His heart beat faster as she pressed against him, her eyes looking up into his. Just moments before he felt something warm, soft and wet wrap around his dick. First the tip, then rapidly swallowing his hardening shaft. It felt so good as it squeezed and writhed around his shaft that he couldn’t help but let out a small moan.

  Yuki guided one of his hands to her nipples, urging him to py with them, as she began to move. For a moment he couldn’t help but feel that she looked like an adorable sexy goddess as she bounced on his dick, her silver hair flowing with the movements.

  As his heated blood rushed through him, one thought filled his head, what was this dungeon doing to them? They were next to a public fountain depicting several ctating girls, and Yuki was riding him. The worst part was that it felt really good, which made him feel really strange since he practically thought of her as a younger sister.