Called To Another World By An Evil Goddess
Chapter 219: The Red Desert
Nightmare dropped a few silver coins in front of the innkeeper.
"Give me a room."
"That, are you alone?"
"Don't worry I'm an adventurer."
Although hesitant, the owner who is an old woman gives the key and only sees the departure of the girl with a frightened face. He could feel if he refused to give her his life would die in an instant.
His body drooped limp with a slight feeling of relief in his chest, the thing he could do was just try not to deal with him.
This inn has a nice room in which there is a bathtub of its own, although they do not provide food they still provide shelves filled with sleepwear that tenants can wear.
During the trip with his teacher Nightmare did not have any more clothes, therefore he was quite helped with this.
It was not that he did not have the money that the training Clarisa gave him was so powerful that he damaged all his clothes, he remembered how he had to practice by covering himself with leaves.
After removing her clothes Nightmare launched her small body into the bathtub while rubbing her skin.
After he finished he pressed his chest and massaged it slowly.
When she was sold as a slave someone had cast a curse magic on her so that how much she had intercourse she would never get pregnant. Remembering him made Nightmare smile happily.
He opened his mouth like a monster that had woken up from his sleep.
"I'll kill you all."
The next morning Nightmare went to the adventurer guild to get information about the whereabouts of the address written by Clarisa, he asked the counter girl and happily gave her information.
The place written there was a red wilderness supposedly inhabited by monsters, no one dared to come there and they decided to avoid it.
From the town of Nightmare it takes a few weeks to get there.
"So that's it, thank you."
Nightmare took a small quest on the request board then walked away.
"Please be careful, there's a murder outside."
Of course the voice will never reach his ears, because he is the real killer.
In front of the horde of Orcs, Nightmare killed them easily, while displacing the Orc-infested bodies, the adventurers who had previously underestimated him could only hold their breath.
To kill one Orc needed to do several members while for him alone was more than enough.
The giant Orc who became the king of the Orcs he faced had reached its limit.
"Impossible, how can a boy like you?"
Nightmare plays the knife in his hand.
"If you underestimate your enemy you will die, at least try to fight me seriously "
The Orc lunged forward with a large sword in his hand, as he swung it Nightmare whirled following the movement of his arm, with a single slash of the Orc's hand slashed neatly.
"Basic monster."
"I'm not polite, I'm a pretty elf. Hora."
Nightmare kicked his enemy to the ground, when he was about to wake up Nightmare stabbed him in the heart several times while laughing.
"Hahaha kill, kill, what is this in your ability.quickly reply me, quickly.heh, are you dead."
The next few days all the adventurers were trying to avoid Nightmare, during his time in the guild he was just adventuring alone and sitting at the dining table without anyone bothering him until some top-ranked adventurers who had previously gone on missions appeared and crowded around him.
One of them brushed off Nightmare's food until it fell to the floor.
"I hear you're a solo adventurer, even a solicitation of another adventurer you.."
SRACKS.
Before the adventurer continued his words his hand was cut into the air.
"Ara, all of a sudden my hand moves on its own.I'm sorry does it hurt...I don't think so, top-level adventurers don't easily feel pain right? Don't you?"
"My hand, your hand?"
Some of the guild staff immediately brokered the fight.
"Please don't fight in the guild."
"Damn it, I'll make you pay for it."
"Really, go ahead."
"Enough to get there," the voice came from the man who served as the head guard who appeared with some people behind him.
"Are you called Nightmare?"
"Hmm tell me no yeah."
"Stop messing around, some of the people we've been jailing have suddenly been killed in a cell."
"Because it happened when I came here, you can accuse me at will.. Then how did the criminals die?"
"Someone put poison into his food, oddly enough the dead were just slave sellers."
"Heh that way.so it's not me, I'm not good at poisoning people, I'm just good at sleeping with men."
"Just come with us."
"Good, good."