Edited by: Flubbykin

A beautiful day - the sun was shining in the spotlessly clean sky, the birds were humming and toxic fumes were lazily soaring over the swamps.

And Giselle - Giselle was raging and cursing like a drunken sailor (the one early in the morning).

“Stupid cowardly dog-cunt! Show yourself you pathetic weak scum or else I will cut your dick off and push it in your arse!!!”

Yelled Giselle, and then she cursed uglily. Reason for that? As overly confident adventurer that Giselle is, she decided to take a quest with monster considered as most dangerous - and the Bogger was the worst beast on the quest board. The problem is - that these creatures tend to use bit different strategies than Giselle that would just charge in and slaughter everything in range of view. No, Boggers were sneaky. Venomous. Sophisticated in the cruelty. They always tend to exhaust their enemies, playing and tricking them for days before they would eventually show themselves to the opponent to feast on them - and here too they were quite cruel.

They would tear off huge chunks of meat off your body in order to cripple you, but just enough to not kill, then they would bring you to their nest, using razor-sharp claws they would open your belly and rip muscles off your bones, then you would end up in pot in which they would boil you alive into a soup.

Ending one action does not mean fluently moving to another one, so sometimes you would spend hours if not days in their nest and only a few would be lucky enough to die from shock or blood loss.

Unfortunately, these beasts were both intelligent and extremely violent. The hate they felt toward other intelligent races appeared to be unprovoked as if they were born to cause terror.

If a Bogger would nest close to the village, that often meant the end of its existence. It would leave its swamps at night to kill sheeps and other animals getting more and more bold with time. It would start luring people into the traps and finally - would visit you at home to cause a horrifying slaughterhouse.

They were huge, strong, fast. Could breath underwater - or even under mud mimicking bushes and thicksets becoming almost completely impossible to spot without master rank scout or magician specializing in detection magic.

And Giselle was no scout, and definitely not a magician.

She was just running across the bog yelling and cursing waving her sword in all directions cutting down trees and other obstacles, as if wanting to provoke the beast, every now and then tripping over roots or stones falling into the dirt face-onward.

Right now, her quite elegant hybrid armor was… not so elegant anymore. A top of that, a single vein started dangerously pulsating on her forehead threatening her with stroke.

Giselle came here with a desire to kill things. She didn’t kill a thing in three hours. That whole situation was extremely stressful to her fragile, pure heart. Oh woe, woe Giselle.

“Calm down Gis, calm down…” she said to herself “... What would Zari do in this situation?!”

The answer was clear - Zari would stop to think of a solution. That’s what dragoness decided to do too.

She sat down, bending her legs into a lotus position, closed her eyes and started thinking.

Much to her surprise - the answer did not come in next five seconds, another extremely stressful situation. The stress, which up until now was betrayed by nervous twitches of her tail - first gentle one, then faster and stronger one, now manifested with a tempest of blows that hit the ground on her sides with such strength, that it started punching holes in the dirt.

“IT AIN’T WORKING!...” she yelled in the air while grabbing her head with both hands “... STUPID MAGES AND THEIR… THINKING! How can someone rely on something as unreliable as thinking! It literally never works when you need it too!”

She puffed her cheeks like an annoyed child.

“E...excuse me? Miss? Don’t you know it's dangerous here?” she heard a voice from the side making her jump up from her spot, pick a colossal sword and made a full swing that ended with a sharp edge of a sword being put by man’s chin

The whole action took her less than a second.

“Oh, human? Sorry, I didn’t hear you approaching. Sorry for that!” she said that in an extremely cheerful tone which betrayed that she was not sorry at all.

By now, the man was pale on his whole face.

“N-nothing happened. I am Daryl - Adventurers guild scout. I am responsible for reporting activities of monsters in the region. I came tracking some colossal creature that wreaked havoc over the swamp. Did you see it? You had to. It pulled all these trees off the ground as if it was nothing…”

He pointed on the scenery behind him with his thumb - right on all the damages that certain stressed lady did.

“U-um… regarding that monster… haha - funny story.” “Do you know what caused it? have you seen this monster?!”

Man got extremely passionate.

“Of course I do. He is me.” “I beg your pardon?” “I took a quest to kill a Bogger… But I am not the best scout out there… or putting it bluntly, I wouldn’t notice Gairaran’s footprint even if I would fall into it… So I thought that I might provoke it…”

Man blinked. Once. Twice. Thrice.

“You… are trying to tell me you picked a hunting quest SOLO with no strategy, nor toll nor skill to detect your opponent?! I am sorry, miss, but who the hell do you think you are?!” “Hm-hm-hm! Glad you ask…” man couldn’t have asked a worse question in his entire life. Giselle was waiting for this moment her whole life and was secretly practicing before a mirror “... BEHOLD! Before you stand Giselle Redwing! S rank adventurer! The strongest woman among mortals! Cleaner of the crimson valley! Killer of Goliath tribe! The one that…”

She started mentioning pretty much every quest she partook in. Let’s leave for a moment. Poor fool asked the wrong question at the wrong time to the wrong person.

IN THE MEANTIME - WEIRD DUNGEON!

Zariel and Blanka were over flooded with never-ending waves of monsters. They killed dozens and dozens of them, even hundreds, yet the corridor was as full with new monsters as it was filled with corpses. Seeing the disadvantage of this situation the two make a quick decision of tactical retreat into deeper parts of the cave.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! THEY JUST KEEP COMING!”

Woman’s voice echoed across the stone walls.

“SAVE YOUR BREATH AND DON’T TURN BACK! DON'T TUUURN BAAACK!”

Male’s voice followed.

IN THE MEANTIME - SOMEWHERE CLOSE TO THE CAPITAL OF NEIRA

“AAAAAAAAAAA!...” a scream of a little girl could be heard

“Oh come on! Don’t be a baby! I barely touched you!”

Aiele would try to calm down red-haired young magician that was holding her arm and sobbing

“What even is this thing!!!” “This?...” Ay asked bringing her tool to her eye level.

Right now they were having open sparring - or, to be precise, Rus and El were trying to land a single blow on the skilled assassin, while she kept just running across the room. After some time she got bored and decided to counter-attack now and then, just to “sharpen the senses” of the girls. But, she wasn’t using really a weapon, no, that actually could be dangerous. But then again, if it wouldn’t hurt the girls wouldn’t be motivated enough to keep trying so…

“That’s just an enchanted rod I bought from one of magician, it has lesser thunder spell embowed into it. Won’t cause any serious damage, maybe, if I would press it to your body for a longer period of time it would cause some temporary numbness… that’s all! Merely shocking you a little!” “Why do you even have such thing!?” “Well, women at my age still need some love, but then again, if you live as long as me regular sex gets a bit boring… so… y’know. It adds a little SPARK to the bed-play.”

After saying work “spark” her eyebrows started to rapidly go up and down as if asking “did you see what I did there?”

“S-s-s-sex?!”

El got red all over her face.

“NOT THIS AGAIN! Elana Scarlet! You train under MY supervision! You can’t act like a fucking virgin! Hehe… Fucking-virgin. The paradox.”

Once again. Eyebrows went up and down. Up and down.

“B-b-but… It’s dirty!” “What!?” “H-h-how can you speak so casually about something so important?!” “Important?” It was the time for Ay to be confused. “S-s-sex is a form of closest form of trust! I-i-it means opening yourself fully for another person…” “... opening fully for another person - that’s the part where we both agree…” “... it’s like the last step of partnership! Becoming one with the one you love! It’s almost a ritual! No, no almost! It is ritual!”

Lately, El partook in long lessons of sex ed. carried on by every member of the guild, all of them at the same time. Why? Because it was too much for a single person. Each of them would lose their composure while facing such a pure little creature as El - they couldn’t face the fact that they were about to destroy the worldview of this little cute blessing in the body of a girl about kids being given to loving people by angels.

“Well, I must say that apparently, I undergo quiet few such rites in my life. Bah, apparently I am so holly that I should be living in the convent… Maybe I should start my own religion? Hey, not a bad idea at all! Twice a day an orgy in the middle of the church… that’s gonna be bliss.” “Orgy? What is an orgy?” Elana asked blinking quickly with her eyes. “EL! NOOO!”

Russiwel jumped on her companion tackling her on the ground while covering her ears.

“Forget what you just heard! FORGET IT! PURIFICATION! PURIFICATION! PURIIFIIICAAATIOOON!”

Russ started yelling while casting lesser healing spell.

All to no avail. It was too late. The deed was done.

Hours and hours later the two girls would reenter the inn section of the guild. Extremely exhausted with small scratches and bruises here and there.

“My-my. That she-devil Aiele was rough with you again?” A bartender that was just cleaning a mug said with real sorrow in his tone. Each time he spoke, his monstrous mustache moved like a separate being. “A-ha…” Rus didn’t have the strength to even respond with a full sentence.

They just sat by the bar… or, being more accurate - collapsed on the chairs.

“To replenish strength normally I would serve you free beer… but, because of your age, what would you say about glass of cold lemonade?”

Their eyes shined like new dawn ending the darkest night. Russ’s green and El’s blue eyes were sparkling like most precious diamonds. If they had tails, they would be wagging them like spoiled pups.

They got rid of the sweet liquid in a few quick and loud gulps.

“Now, now! Don’t be greedy! You will get …” “Hick!” El jumped a little on her chair. “... hiccups.” They were too adorable. Especially El - guild’s mascot. “Now, would you mind telling us about your training, girls?”

The bartender said that louder on purpose. Everyone was watching girls careers with great interest, their relations became quite an event every evening gathering lots of people sitting in a circle around two little kids and hearing out their daily adventures, cheering them up and boosting morales.

As soon as the man ended his sentence, the sound of chairs being moved could be heard across the whole inn as everyone bolted toward the bar to grab the best seats. For the bartender, these little storytellings meant that he would earn some additional coins - the girls were better than a visitation of bards, and much more regular - this is why he was spoiling them with free drinks, he was about to earn it back with profits in 3...2...1..

“Oy! Old man! Pour me some alle!” “Yes-yes, right away!” “For me a glass of red wine, no, wait! Leave the bottle!”. “Just a second!” Pour me your best cream!” “Of course, Marika. Today not with Pyrox?” “That retard is blowing up the canyon east from here.” “Why?” “We were sent there to kill monsters, they died hours ago, but that moron still didn’t realize that. I think he will return by tomorrow's morning once he cools down.”

The business was always going well among adventurers, but last weeks were a true bliss.

As everyone took a seat and grabbed a mug. Girls started talking, Rus - loud as always, El - only after lots of encouragement. The problem is… that eventually… El, like every child… decided to ask a question. Question regarding a new word she just learned.

“A-actually, I have a question to ask…” she said shyly. “GO ON! EL! WE WILL TELL YOU EVERYTHING THAT WE KNOW! OR IF WE DON’T KNOW, WE WOULD JUST LIE TO ACT COOL IN FRONT OF YOU!”

One of drunken adventures shouted with everything he had in lungs.

“Y-You don’t have to act, you are already cool in my eyes, mister George…” El said with serious tone addressing a nameless unimportant hero that will not make any other appearance in this story again. “Awww.” the crowd Aww-ed in awe and admiration. Her cuteness was simply dangerous. “A-anyway. I wanted to ask… What is an orgy?”

Everyone and everything became quiet. Dead quiet. The dogs stopped barking, the crickets stopped singing, even two merchants that were arguing in the merchant districts five kilometers away stopped talking, though none of them knew the reason.

“W-w-what did you ask?!” “An orgy. What is it? Miss Aiele spoke that word yet I couldn’t understand the meaning.” “I-I-it mean nothing! Nothing at all! You must have misheard!” “No! I am sure! She was talking about having an orgy twice a day!”

El, like every child, was very stubborn.

“I-i-its mean… t-t-t-that…” one of the adventures tried dealing with the difficult subject “... that y-y-you take everyone you like… a-a-and party with them. Yes! It’s a huuuge party with closest friends!”

Every adventurer started nodding.

“Hmm? I see…” El said with her grimace betraying that she was lost in thought - her finger on a lip that she kept on chewing “... then, later on, I want to have an orgy with everyone in the guild!”

She yelled cheerfully.

And then, the guild turned into a hell-hole.