The village was pretty small, situated as it was on the border of the corrupted wildlands. As we walked through town, I asked my guide, the dashingly pretty Adam, all sorts of questions about the town and the kingdom he lived in.
Apparently, the last remnants of Untainted civilization lived in divinely protected enclaves, each a hundred or so kilometers across. There were nine other human enclaves nearby, but those were only the ones they knew about, a sort of local cluster of small human nations. There could be hundreds more scattered through the continent, made inaccessible by the monsters roving the wilds, nobody knew for sure. The deeper one went into the wilderness, the stronger the monsters became, and there was a point beyond which no explorers ever returned.
This particular enclave was a monarchy, ruled by a single royal family. At the centre of the kingdom, protected inside a holy temple in the capital city of Baltour was an artifact, projecting an aura that weakened all Tainted creatures inside its radius, and dulled their instincts, driving them away from Untainted lands, or at least making them easier for normal guards to catch and kill.
Inside that bubble of magical protection, Untainted civilization survived more-or-less unmolested by the rape monsters outside. But the corrupted wildlands fought back, gathering strength and building up forces along the outer edge of the protective bubble. The very presence of these creatures lingering nearby ate away at the magic, slowly shrinking the borders of the artifact's protective aura.
To prevent this, Tainted creatures living near the border had to be culled. The Kingdom of Baltour had a small royal army to keep the peace and respond to large invasions, but most of the day-to-day monster hunting was done by mercenary adventurers, via the Royal Adventurer's Guild.
This little town of Rothvale was one of several situated along the outskirts of the kingdom, a trading hub and staging ground for adventuring parties looking to claim the Kingdom's bounty on Tainted monsters.
A few full-time adventurers lived here as actual residents, but most were only temporary visitors, staying at one of the many inns, boarding houses, or even renting entire homes for themselves. Most of the town's income came from provisioning these adventurers with weapons, armour, supplies, and potions. That made it comparatively wealthy and prosperous for a town its size.
"We also make a lot of income providing places to unwind after a successful expedition into the Wildlands. We have quite a few taverns, catering to different tastes, and… there's also a pretty big market for um… compensated affection… with the local brothels," Adam admitted with a blush.
Made sense I supposed. A bunch of dudes, pumped full of adrenaline and testosterone, freshly paid, and having been surrounded by only other men for days at a time… There would indeed be a pretty big market for feminine stress relievers.
"Oh ho! You visit them often?" I teased.
Adam blushed red, "Well yes, um… I mean I go there to Purify disease sometimes. It's sort of a regular stop on my usual route…"
"And I'm sure the girls show you their appreciation," I said, smiling knowingly.
Adam continued to blush, "Well umm… I'm suppose some of them are grateful, but the cleansing of disease and the healing of the sick is just part of the duties I perform for the Church."
Bah! What a boring answer. I looked at the boy, confused. Was he oblivious to my innuendo? He was blushing, so maybe not. Perhaps he was just trying to be respectful of my feminine modesty. Too bad I wasn't respectable.
"If I were you, I'd take advantage and get them to pay you with blowjobs."
"Blowjobs?" Adam asked, confused by the term.
"Fellatio? Sucking dick? Licking your penis…" I explained.
Adam turned completely red, and continued walking in silence for a bit, "…T-they do that?" he whispered.
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"Yeah dude!" I replied. "Well, I don't know what their blowjob policy is, maybe you'd need to pay them first. Come to think of it, they might just get pissed off at you if you ask them to work for free. Oh wait, do you have some sort of celibacy thing because you're an acolyte?"
"Celibacy?" he asked, not sure of the term.
"Like, swearing an oath banning you from sex," I answered.
"No… not really… Not human women anyway. We're cannot lay with someone impure, like your slave for example. But if I found a human girl that liked me then… maybe…"
"Ah, I see," I replied. "Well then, play your cards right and you could totally get a free suck from the whores. Just like… don't ask them directly. Maybe try to hint you're interested, flirt a little, and accept if they offer. You might get lucky."
"Um… but isn't it like… dirty down there?" he muttered.
"If you take a bath once in a while, it's no dirtier than kissing someone," I replied. "But if you're concerned about your smell or whatever you could always Purify yourself first. You probably don't need to worry too much though, some girls like a little bit of man-smell. Right?"
I looked over my shoulder, and caught Chloe's eye. She nodded. "Yes Mistress."
"But… pee?" he whispered quietly.
"Probably not a big factor?" I said, a bit uncertainly, glancing at Chloe again.
I still hadn't blown an actual penis yet, only a tentacle. I was pretty sure tentacles didn't pee. It still tasted nasty at first, but after the first shot it mostly just tasted like monster spooge. My ex girlfriend hadn't complained about smell or pee residue or whatever when she went down on me before. I didn't taste anything weird while licking her pussy either, just normal pussy juice flavour. Maybe Chloe, submissive queen of blowjobs, had more insight?
"Um… if the boy is like… on the toilet, or just finished peeing right before putting it in my mouth, then I taste it a little. It's usually all gone in a few licks though," Chloe explained.
"You blew a guy while he was sitting on the toilet?" I asked, with a raised eyebrow.
"I've done worse than that, Mistress," Chloe replied with a smirk. "I've been the toilet. Or well, a urinal at least."
"Wow… I don't know what to say to that," I said, wrinkling my nose in disgust.
"Only one of the boys was into it," Chloe explained, with a shrug. "He made me drink his pee a few times, but then the other boys caught him in the act, and got mad at him for giving me nasty pee breath. They sent me home early to go brush my teeth. It didn't happen again after that."
"Yeah, I agree, let's keep watersports off the table for now." I said.
"Thank you, Mistress," Chloe replied, with a subtle smile. It seemed she didn't like it much either.
Adam was still walking next to us, red faced. He was steadfastly ignoring our depraved little conversation about urine play.
"Sorry about ruining your innocence there, Adam," I chuckled, slapping him on the back.
Adam flinched, caught my eye, and looked away shyly. We continued walking in silence.
The first stop was at a large public square. There seemed to be a few people waiting for us already, and they perked up and looked our way when they saw Adam in his white acolyte robe. I supposed this was a scheduled thing, with them knowing to come here today for magical healing.
"So, where do we start?" I asked, rubbing my hands together.
The next few hours passed quickly. I got into a rhythm. Most people weren't injured, merely sick, requiring only a quick Purify spell from Adam or me, and nothing else. For anyone who had an injury of some sort, old or new, I passed them over to Chloe to let her get some healing practice.
I didn't count how many times my mana tank emptied and filled again. Adam maintained a slow pace, controlling his Purify output, spending exactly as much mana per second as he regained. Chloe and I just went full speed, then took regular meditation breaks to recharge. It was more efficient for us that way.
I asked Adam about the specifics of mana regeneration, and he helpfully explained that the rate was based on Willpower. Specifically, one would regain a tenth of their Willpower score in mana points, every minute. I had sixteen willpower, so that was 1.6 mana per minute, or 96 mana per hour when I wasn't meditating.
By the time the crowds finally cleared out, it was early afternoon, and we'd fixed up fifty people at least. I glanced around the empty town square with pride, and I stopped to catch my breath.
[Mana Manipulation] Skill has reached rank 6
[Mana Manipulation] Skill has reached rank 7
[Mana Manipulation] Skill has reached rank 8
[Holy Magic I] Skill has reached rank 5
[Holy Magic I] Skill has reached rank 6
[Holy Magic I] Skill has reached rank 7
[Meditation] Skill has reached rank 3
[Meditation] Skill has reached rank 4
[Meditation] Skill has reached rank 5
[Meditation] Skill has reached rank 6
Whew… that was a lot of skill levels, and the day wasn't even over yet. If I continued at this rate, I'd hit my level caps before sundown. My legs were tired. I looked around for somewhere to sit.
New Holy Spell learned: [Hardlight Construct]