Chapter 33: Chapter 109 – Dagger’s End

A good five minutes had passed since Selene pushed Asterios onto the deck and he was still being showered in affectionate licks and kisses from both girls, clearly drunk to quite the level from the challenge they had partaken in earlier. The people from the crew laughed all around them and some whistles could be heard now and then, inciting the beastfolk duo to continue their caresses.

After his lips were stolen a few more times by both Miria and Selene fighting over the soft surface, he managed to slightly tame down their advances and sit them all up. The woman that had served as the waitress during the event helped him stand up and pushed Asterios towards the door leading under the deck, giving him a hearty slap on the back as she chuckled.

With a bit of struggle, due to the unstable state of the girls and their still ongoing advances, Asterios somehow reached their cabin without tripping. He threw Miria and Selene onto the bed but both of them grabbed his clothes during the motion and they all landed on it together. It was of no surprise that he ended up between the tipsy girls who resumed their kisses as they snuggled to their beloved.

Asterios considered using a spell to clear up their intoxication already but decided against it. They clearly were having fun and didn’t look uncomfortable or sick in any way. The worst part would come in the morning, and he had his means of nullifying their hangover so there was nothing to worry about.

Therefore, he humored their silly antics and let Miria and Selene awkwardly cuddle with him until they fell asleep in his arms. With one more peck on the forehead of each of his precious companions, he followed after them soon, listening to their blissful breathing, slightly tainted with the smell of alcohol.

As expected, the unpleasantness came to the duo shortly after they woke up, feeling even dizzier than before going to bed. Selene was suffering the consequences of her actions much, much more than Miria, curling herself into a ball and holding her head. The Dragon’s Piss was clearly an opponent one should never underestimate.

With Miria in a slightly better state, Asterios quickly prepared and activated the proper technique, rejuvenating Selene back to life while getting rid of all the pain and discomfort, taking care of the slightly unstable panthergirl next.

Both of them were surprised to recover so fast and thanked Asterios wholeheartedly for the mercy, making him chuckle at their overexaggerated reaction. Soon after, the events of the previous night came back to them and Miria instantly turned crimson from embarrassment while Selene blushed just a little, also a little flustered from losing control of herself.

He told them that they hadn’t done anything improper, pulling each of them in for a brief loving kiss, and they all headed to wash themselves together. While Asterios planned to help the duo if they still felt any uneasiness, the situation quickly got reversed and he ended up being the one getting cared for by the girls.

For the whole day, Miria stuck by Ast’s side while hiding her red face in his shoulder. Every time someone from the crew greeted them, she would shiver from embarrassment, remembering her silly behavior from last night. It was a very cute sight to behold.

Surprisingly, Captain Moreso was all fine and nothing showed that he had been heavily drinking just a few hours earlier, ending up asleep in the middle of it. The other challengers also seemed to be in a more than just operable state. The captain definitely had his own method of taking care of his people’s hangovers, which worked really well considering the intensity of the drinking competition.

And just like they had planned, the ship reached Dagger’s End a few days later, without any other inconveniences popping up. Miria was the first one to spot the port in the distance, spending her time in the crow’s nest, shocking the barrelman stationed there with her farsight.

Arriving closer, they could spot the finer details of the town located by the sea. Most buildings were out of stone blocks and dark grey was the dominant shade in the whole area. Only roofs and some minor finishings added other colors to the slightly gloomy view.

Svertaniel jumped off the ship moments after the vessel docked properly, which didn’t surprise anyone. Asterios and his companions followed shortly after him, using Selene’s spiritual platforms to descend onto the ground.

While Miria gawked at the impressive harbor which housed plenty of other vessels in various states of loading, Selene took notice of the people walking around busily.

“A fitting name for the inhabitants of this land. Damascu Clan, hm? I can see where it came from.”

With a loud thud, a wooden plank hit the platform they were standing on and Captain Moreso joined them.

“Aye. Many assume it comes from the fact that most of the dwarves living in this region focus first and foremost on excavating the damascus ore from the mountains to the west. It is their primary trading commodity, overshadowing all the other areas.”

“What is the real reason then?” Miria asked with her iconic curious gaze.

“Their skin most likely,” Asterios answered.

“You are right, lad. As you can already see, pretty much every dwarf here has a skin tone in a silvery-grey shade, so close to Damascus Steel. It’s rare to find other subraces here, making this whole place swarmed by short burly boys and girls almost blending with the surroundings.”

That statement was very true and something very noticeable. Even the docks were dominated by silver-skinned dwarves. They could still spot a different one now and then, or a person of another race completely, but the numbers were just incomparable.

“Alright. We have things to do.” Moreso fixed his tricorne and put his hands on his hips. “I and my crew will deal with everything alone so you guys spend your time however you want. The whole resupplying process shouldn’t take longer than a day, or two at best. There’s a small business I have to take care of here, but it shouldn’t delay us. Enjoy your break.”

He then tipped his fancy hat and waved at some men from his crew before they left towards the town as a group.

Svertaniel, visibly better after planting his feet on the solid ground—to some extent at least since they were still above the water—walked up to the party and nodded his head.

“I’ve been here a few times so please do let me know if you would like me to guide you around. Or if you would have any questions about this place.”

Asterios glanced at Miria and Selene. “What do you girls want to do?”

“Let’s take a stroll through the city! I want to see how it looks from inside!” Miria beamed a smile at him, earning herself a few gentle pats.

Selene turned to their demon friend. “Is there an Adventurer’s Guild here?”

“Yes, of course. A small branch but fully functional. It’s located near the western gate, leading out of the city.”

“We could pay it a visit, my Lord, and perhaps change the name of our party there.”

“Good idea. It will be much better to do it now if we can than after reaching the Demon Continent.”

“Yes! Let’s go then!” Miria grabbed Ast’s arm and started dragging him towards the buildings in the distance.

He managed to nod at Svertaniel with a wry smile before the energetic panthergirl brought them out of the man’s sight. Selene quickly ran after them and joined her arms with Asterios, chuckling at him softly. He walked into the city with both of them by his side.

But, that state didn’t last for long. 

Shortly after they dove into the bustling streets of Dagger’s End, Miria split from them and began shooting her gaze in every direction, admiring the sight of the grey buildings and constructions which created almost a solid mass split only by the occasional alleyways.

Yes, she did see quite a lot of buildings from hard and beautiful stone back in Tyrienheim or even Rosewind, but this style of architecture was a first for her. Almost every building looked like a dark castle she had previously only seen in various picture books at home. Her tribe used mostly wood for construction and Selene’s people had carved their city in a huge mountain of marble.

Asterios and Selene could only smile at each other seeing her already have this much fun. She danced between silver-skinned dwarves moving in all directions, sticking out like a sore thumb just with her height, without even mentioning her tourist-like behavior.

The streets were full of them. It felt slightly weird to Asterios and Selene at first. It might have been a slightly offensive comparison, but they felt like they were walking through a town full of children, which made them chuckle after their thoughts seemed to be in sync. Miria didn’t even notice those, too busy being lost in her own world.

The less enthusiastic duo also kept glancing around and taking in the new sights. Many shops, stores, and other types of locums were built into the stone-block walls, in the form of differently sized niches and compartments. It allowed the streets to stay clear from unnecessary stands, stalls, and booths. Some colorful canopies did decorate a store or two now and then, adding a little more color to the whole grey palette.

After around ten minutes, which would be less if they didn’t have to stop a few times to apologize for Miria bumping into random people due to her not paying attention to the road, the party reached the guild’s building. And that was quite easy to spot, even though it was from the same grey bricks.

Miria couldn’t hide her amazement when they stood in front of what looked like a small fortress. It even had stylized archer towers and catwalks at a few different levels. Orange tapestries decorated small defensive windows and a few fancy shields with some crest on them could be spotted here and there. In one word—impressive.

As expected, the inside was kept in the same, castle-like style. The social area was furnished with tables, chairs, and benches carved from dark wood. All the decorations, torches, and lamps were made of heavy iron, including a big chandelier above the middle of the main hall. And, the guild’s staff consisted pretty much only of Damascu Clan dwarves too. Some other races could be spotted amongst adventurers, of course.

Asterios caught Miria before she ran off somewhere and pacified her with some ear scratches, making her melt under his caresses fast.

“Let’s not bring everyone’s attention to us. At least here. After we take care of our business, you will be allowed to roam freely around.”

“Ehehe~ Sorry, Master. I got a bit too much into it.” She hugged his side and left a peck on Ast’s cheek, letting him continue petting her fluffy ears.

Slowly walking closer to the counters, they noticed how they all were on the usual height, which effectively made them as tall as some of the dwarves. And since that would be really inconvenient for both parties, the customer side had a portable stepladder by each section. Naturally, the employees had their own platforms to match them. 

They arrived in front of a free receptionist; a woman with long black hair and a braided beard. Yes, females amongst a few subraces of dwarves did in fact have beards and the Damascu Clan was one of them. Asterios tried to keep Miria from staring too much, sensing how excited she was to see a bearded girl.

“Welcome to Dagger's End’s Adventurer’s Guild, travelers. I’m Nerst. How can I help you today?”

While Truvi was a special case, Nerst had a clearly gruff voice, but with a trace of femininity hidden in it, not as hoarse and deep as male dwarves. Asterios could sense some fascination even from Selene.

“Hello. I’m Asterios and this is Miria and Selene. I wanted to ask if we would be able to change our party’s registered name at your branch.”

“But of course. We are naturally connected to the interguild system. There will be a small fee accompanying the change if you don’t mind.”

Asterios nodded. “That’s to be expected. Anything else that is required?”

“I have to ask for the current name that your party is using and the adventurer’s ID of the leader. I hope it’s one of you because I can’t accept it from someone else, even if that person is a member of the group.”

Miria glanced at Asterios and he smiled at her, nodding. She then turned her gaze to the receptionist.

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“It’s Summoner’s Harem! And Master is the leader so there won’t be any problems!”

Nerst raised one of her eyebrows at the panthergirl for a brief moment, wandered with her gaze over all three of them, and chuckled heartily to herself.

“I see. Certainly, a peculiar party you have there. I would have expected a demon as its main pillar after hearing that name.”

“What can I say? It came out as a joke and then somehow stuck to us.” Asterios smiled wryly as he handed his ID to the receptionist.

“It’s a good name! And it’s true too!” Miria pouted at him. “But, we have to change it or Master will get in trouble in the Demon Continent.”

Nerst nodded with understanding. “I get what you mean. A B-rank adventurer surrounded by beauties, a human at that, would certainly catch the attention of plenty of demon ladies.”

“Exactly!”

“Alright then. What would be the new name that you want to register?”

Asterios glanced at Miria and Selene, and they both nodded with a smile. The four of them, of course including Umbra, had spent quite some time coming up with some ideas and finally decided to pick one shortly before reaching Dagger’s End.

It wasn’t an easy task. Even if Miria was incredibly fascinated with Dragons, she didn’t really want to go with something basic or common like Dragon Slayers, Dragon Fang, Crimson Dragon, or any other variations that, for obvious reasons, were very popular amongst adventurers. Selene and Asterios were with her on that too, trying to figure out something that still preserved that relation to the legendary creatures, but wasn’t so average. 

In the end, it was Asterios who brought up the topic of a certain item they had come into possession in the past. Its impressive sturdiness could have been viewed as a symbol of the solidity of their bonds, all revolving around one individual, just like the single piece of hair that was wrapped around the object. Everyone quickly grew fond of the idea as they felt it fit their circumstances perfectly.

“Scarlet Scale,” the three of them announced together.

While the name didn’t refer to Dragons directly, it was enough for just them to know its true meaning. Even Miria was in agreement that any of the direct mentions they had considered before choosing it weren’t as relatable and suitable for them as this one. 

“I’ll have to complete a few quick procedures to update that so please wait here for my return. I promise it won’t take long. As for the fee, it’s ten silver coins so please prepare that.”

Nerst waited for Asterios to nod and then stepped off her raised platform, disappearing behind an orange curtain. Miria turned to Asterios with a curious expression.

“I wonder how exactly that system works, Master. It’s brought up quite often.”

He brushed through her soft black hair. “We can always ask Suanori if she could reveal some details about it to us. I’m sure though that most of it is a trade secret to some extent. I do know a thing or two from the books, but I have no idea if any of it is true.”

“And what is that, Master?”

“Well, it’s common knowledge that there exists an Adventurer's Guild Association with its headquarters in the center of the high elf nation. That’s where all the information is supposedly stored and what the guilds are connected to. It’s said to be like a giant magical library. Each guild has its own means of getting in touch with it, most likely with some complex artifacts.”

Miria’s expression grew more and more thrilled as she listened to his explanation and guesses, causing Selene to chuckle at her softly. She made a mental note to herself to ask Guildmaster Suanori about this whenever they would have a chance to hold a casual conversation.

The silver-skinned receptionist came back a few minutes after they finished their discussion about what kind of artifacts could this guild use to transfer their information. She handed back Ast’s ID and collected the money from him.

“Things should already be updated. From now on, you can officially call yourself Scarlet Scale in your dealings with the guild or other adventurers. That said, I have to admit that I didn’t expect you to have a dungeon kill in your records. You honestly don’t look that strong to me, hahaha.”

“Appearances can be deceiving, fufufu~ We can assure you that our leader is plenty strong~” Selene chuckled while covering her mouth with one hand and pulling herself closer to Asterios with the other, pressing her chest against him.

He rolled his eyes at the mischievous foxkin while shaking his head. There was barely anything she wouldn’t turn into a teasing innuendo.

“Say, aren’t you guys maybe interested in culling another one a bit?” Nerst asked.

Asterios glanced at her, moving his eyes from his charming fox companion. “Is there some problem with a nearby dungeon?”

“It’s a fresh one. It just opened around two weeks ago. And they are the most dangerous during that time since the Dungeon Core doesn’t really know how to properly tweak its defenses for the interlopers. It would be nice if someone experienced explored it a little before we let the newbies or less skilled adventurers go in.”

“Ah. We would be glad to help but our ship is departing tomorrow or the day after. It would be hard to do more than one or two floors.”

“Right. You are heading to the Demon Continent. It’s a shame but understandable of course. Don’t mind it then.”

“Aren’t there any other experienced adventurers around?” Selene asked.

The receptionist shook her head. “This is an industrial region. Not that many beasts or monsters appear in this area. There were no dungeons in the close vicinity of any of the towns or villages either so it just wasn’t too lucrative for the stronger people to remain or come here. Considering your records, you might be currently the strongest adventurers in Dagger’s End.”

Asterios rubbed his chin. 

~Umbra?~

~No issue here. I think it would take me about ten minutes, considering the distance. Perhaps a bit quicker.~

He then glanced at the dwarf woman.

“I can get in contact with a few guilds in the Human Continent pretty quickly. If the situation requires it, I should be able to bring a party or two here if anyone agrees. Which might not be as easy since my means of transportation are very peculiar and not something anyone can handle.”

Nerst’s eyes widened at his statement. “Are you saying that you can bring people here in less than a day and it’s not through a long-range teleportation array?”

He chuckled. “Something like that. Should I?”

The receptionist bowed her head slightly. “We would appreciate your help a lot. I’m sure the guildmaster wouldn’t mind rewarding you for it. Perhaps it could even be registered as an official quest. I can ask about it if you wish.”

“That would be nice. I’ll see what I can do then. I can’t promise anything though. It depends on people agreeing to come back with us.”

“Of course. I’ll excuse myself to request a meeting with the guildmaster then. I wish you a nice stay in Dagger’s End!” Nerst then threw a toothy smile at them, bowed, and ran off to the back area again.

Miria giggled and rubbed her ear into Ast’s cheek. “I don’t think Suanori will be willing to travel through Umbra’s ability again.”

Asterios chuckled too. “I know. We might have a hard time finding anyone willing to come actually. I guess we’ll have to test those who show signs of being interested before making the big jump.”

“That would be wise. We can’t have you accidentally breaking this realm’s strongest adventurers, my Lord, fufufu~”

He shook his head while imagining that. “Anyway, let’s leave that for later. Do you want to hang out a little in the town?”

“Yes! A sightseeing date with Master! We could go to the beach together! Or watch the sunset while cuddling with each other!” Miria started bouncing up and down while smiling at him.

He petted her adorable ears and turned to Selene to ask for her opinion, but before Asterios could open his mouth, a slender hand brushed his cheek and his lips were sealed by the dazzling fox lady.

Chuckling softly, she withdrew with a warm smile. “I’m in~”

After Asterios let Miria pepper him with some kisses too, staring daggers at the mischievous foxkin, they left the guild and strolled around the town while either holding hands or linking their arms together. Whatever they would pick from a stand, the girls almost competed in feeding the various foods to him. But, everyone knew it was just friendly bickering and they had a few good laughs from it.

Just like Miria had suggested earlier, they found a great spot to watch the sunset and sat down on a grassy cliff outside of the town. The cheerful panthergirl squeezed onto his lap, enjoying Ast’s pleasant caresses while Selene hugged him from behind, placing her chin on his shoulder. 

They enjoyed the serene atmosphere for a short moment before deciding to return to the ship. Miria was starting to get a little in the mood and Selene quickly picked up on that, beginning to tease Ast’s neck with her delicate lips. It was better to return before things escalated too much and he got swept in the duo’s advances.

But, the moment they showed up at the docks, they knew that something was up.

 

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