NOVGO.NET C11-Bipolar Angel
Name: Aizel Kadashi | Age: 19 | Level: 15
Title: Bronze-rank Hunter (D+)
SE: 0 | HP: 261
Race: Crimson Were-Dragon
"10,000 Silver"
Aizel did not even want to make that conversion in his mind.
"And in, like, Large crystals?" Aizel asked.
"100 large crystals, ten Royal coins, one Aetherite coin, or ten extra-large crystals"
"You are quite good at math… Also, The fuck even has an extra-large one?"
"Thanks… And. Ogre. The Tier 5 evolution of a Goblinoid. There are other monsters that nurture extra-large crystals, but they do not live in this region, so I'm not familiar with them. Maybe pass The Death Valley into the frozen plains. There are rumors of sea serpents and ice dragons, but that is all they are rumors."
'I guess I will need to start planning to fuck some more Orcs then.'
"But I think we moved away from more pressing matters. Sorry, I got excited."
'Clearly.' Aizel thought.
"As to your first inquiry, we have—"
"Oh, Hello ~Hunter Aizel." High Priestess Lisa came from the back.
'I guess the temple is back there?'
"I will take care of this one, Priest Morph. You can end your shift and go rest up."
"High Priestess Lisa, your beauty is as radiant as ever. This humble servant will retire. Until next time, Hunter Aizel." The clerk bowed once towards Aizel, and then gave Lisa a deeper bow before retiring through the back.
"Aizel, if you were silver, I could just rent you a small ring of holding; as a gold, a bigger one or a timeless small one. As a Mithril, you could take ~anything in this store, and use it as you please. Please hurry up already and become Mithril Rank."
"As much as I would like to use anything in this store, Lis. The Guild Master was quite clear that my problem was not power, but responsibility and common sense."
"Hum. I will give you as much as I can. And I will give you what you can actually afford." She moved with grace to the far side of the long shelf and picked up a few glass containers.
"These are called 'Jars of containment.' They go from 3 platinum and up; they allow you to store things for long periods of time without them rotting." She opened the jar. And it had a thick slime fluid inside.
She pressed her fist inside the slime, and it made a squishing sound as it got all the way to the bottom.
'Focus damn it!'
"Two questions. First, three platinum is like three Large crystals, right? And second. What the fuck is that?" Aizel pointed at the slime.
"Huh? This?" She started to move her fist up and down, making it go, squish, squish, a few times. "It's a slime, bred in the temple down in the Duchy Capital, for this specific purpose. Then, the herbalist feeds it rotten food for many seasons." Squish "Finally the alchemists boil it at a precise temperature, creating this concoction." Squish "It keeps, anything you put inside… from rotting, too fast. The layman's ring of timeless holding."
'Woman, please! I'm going to end up delaying my mission and go straight to the fucking whores because of you.'
"That's cool and all, but I only have a single large crystal after today's buying binge."
"Oh? I did not know you even had one to begin with," She said.
"So why are you showing me this then?"
"Because, silly Dragon. I want to lend it to you, fill it up with goblin testicles, and you will have a fortune larger than one filled with small crystals"
"What? Why testicles?"
"Need I teach you ~E-very-thing?"
"Please do…"
"A man, no, a Dragon. Who's not afraid to swallow his pride? How refreshing." Lisa went to bring more stuff from the shelf behind the counter and place them in front of Aizel.
"When are you departing, silly Dragon? I heard you accepted a rather Suicidal, mission. 'Assistance' the dry cunt with the limp husband called it. More like bait!" Squish!
'What the fuck is going on!'
"Am… who?"
"Kira, the main clerk at the Hunter's Guild." She said and waved dismissively. Aizel saw that the slime had not stuck to her hand. "Here, silly Dragon." She unrolled a scroll with different prices.
"A goblinoid's most valuable part is not its crystal. It's their testicles." She pointed at a list where all the parts of a goblin were assigned prices in silver. The total: 250 Silver for a whole goblin.
"The problem, silly Dragon. Is that they not only rot fast, but they lose their value before even beginning to rot. The only way to keep their value is to preserve them. There are three ways to do that."
"Be extremely fast, harvest it and (Teleport) them directly into the place you are going to sell them. Extremely mana inefficient. You would be out of mana before reaching the next goblin group. It's more efficient to just harvest the crystals. Like I assume you were doing."
"Use a ring of timeless holding, the most efficient method, but that is not yet for you."
"Or fill a Jar of containment with them. They last for one to three hours before not being useful anymore. This remedies that."
"If you fill the jar with the contents of a single goblin, you can just fit one goblin due to the size of the heart and brain. They are useful, but leave that to the ones with ~massive rings of timeless holding. They just take the whole thing and don't even bother to stop and butcher."
"The claws, fangs, and crystal, you can just store normally. They don't go bad"
"What are they even used for?" Aizel asked.
"Many things! Silly, silly, Dragon." She stored the scroll and grabbed a red candy-looking bar. "You know what the racial trait of the Goblinoid monster-race is?"
He just shrugged.
"Omni-pregnancy; they can fuck anything, and they can spawn gremlins."
"Gremlins?"
"If you have never seen them, consider yourself blessed by the Sun and the Moon, for they have spared your eyes of the foulest things on Geas. They are the baby-goblinoids, small, light-green, ugly things that are born in litters of ten or more."
"So. Their testicles can be used to boost the pregnancy rate of all human races; you know how hard it is to bear a child of an immortal race?" She asked.
"No~" Aizel replied, feeling like a truly ignorant, silly Dragon.
"One in fifty. For every fifty children you put inside a female of any race besides another Immortal one. Only one will be a Were-Dragon… I think. It could be worse."
"And, for an immortal one?" Aizel asked.
"One in three, either your kin, hers, or a new one. But, if you somehow find a female were-dragon, one in one."
"Then—"
"Then your problem is not reproduction of your race or your partners; it's actual conception. That is the way Geas keeps its balance. These little items slightly improve the chances of the one that consumes it to pass down their race…
… Why do you think there are so many humans without unique racial traits? If you try to reproduce with a non-immortal race, there is a high chance that you will bear a mortal race. Humans without racial traits have the highest chance to pass down their non-racialness"
"You and I are young. We haven't felt the pain of seeing our descendants die. But there will come a time when we will either feel the pain of losing someone to time. Or the pain of not conceiving our equals or betters"
"That turned somber fast…" Aizel said, feeling the whiplash of her explanation.
"So." She ignored him. "Here is the deal: take this Jar of containment, fill it up to the brim with goblin testicles, and I will sell its contents and give you half the silver I get."
"That's… a nice deal. Sure."
"What else do you need? Hunter Aizel."
"That pretty much solves everything, I guess?"
"Silly, silly dragon. You are going to camp for a while with that pretty tanned redhead human, are you not?"
"Yeah?"
"And are you prepared?"
"I got a medium tent for me; we got cooking supplies, I can hunt pretty easily, have my armor to save my HP, HP potions for emergencies, my daggers, a lot of tools for bush crafting, and a really nice bedroll. A couple of waterskins. So food, shelter, and water are covered… I can use (Spark) for fire for less than 1 HP…"
"So you are indeed not prepared."
"What am I missing?"
"Come, silly Dragon."
She led him to a separate room with even more shelves, then she closed the door behind him.
"Crimson Were-Dragons don't have mana crystals!" He said.
"What? I'm not going to butcher you. I could not kill you if I tried. I saw your skills. You could probably (Purify) any poison I give you, and then rip me to shreds before I can react. Even if I managed to deal a deadly wound, your HP is so high that a simple (Restore) would bring your body back to its perfect condition. Why do you think I'm trusting you with a Jar of containment?"
"Because you are a nice person?"
"Because. It would not break even if it fell from high in the sky; the only way I'm losing it is if you died. Which is pretty unlikely, seeing how you are going face-first into goblin territory at level 15, more concerned about your comfort than dying."
"I'm fucking scared of going into goblin territory and I out-level you, almost five times!" She continued.
"Language~" He said.
"So you can have a foul mouth but I can't?"
"Sorry… What are we doing here?"
"Here." She gave him a test tube-looking thing with a cork, similar to the HP and MP potions sold in the stores in town, but it was translucent, almost as if there was nothing inside.
"What's this for? Invisibility?"
"Give it back!" She went red and took it from him. Not even her veil could shield her blush from his eyes.
"What about these?" She then gave him a tiny scroll with some inscriptions on it; it had a loose end for him to pull. From what he saw earlier in town, they usually contained single-use spells that only used a single mana point to be activated. But they were much larger; this little thing was the size of his little finger.
"And… this is?"
"By the moon… If I did not have Truth Sense. I swear I would believe that you are playing me for a fool; the worst thing is that it is working."
"I'm really lost here, woman."
"…"
He could hear her heartbeat, smell her sweat, and see her skin tightening. Her clothes did a perfect job of hiding all of those things from him since they met, but even right now. Combined with her careful and graceful movements. It was as if he was staring at a statue; that is probably what creeped Vanessa out.
"It's really not fun being on the receiving end of the teasing." She said.
"Woman, I'm not teasing you… And yes, I concur, it's not fun being teased by a literal sexy Angel."
"Says the dragon."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"You really don't know, do you?"
She got closer to him. 'Too fucking close.'
"Dragons are for women. What elves and angels are for men."
"I can see that. Still doesn't expl— … "
"You figure it out?"
"We were talking conception… This is a contraceptive?"
"Don't you have them from wherever you come from? And don't say south. We both know you don't come from there. There isn't a single (Teleport) strong enough to cross a continent. If there was. It would have been discovered a thousand winters ago. And airships would have never been invented."
"… They are different, and do not come in thin glass bottles or tiny scrolls."
"Fine, ~don't tell me. I don't care anymore." She said and got even closer to his face.
"Please, stop."
"What? Don't you like me? Do you think you are the only one with enhanced senses? I can hear your heart, I can smell your arousal, I can literally see your muscles fighting against your brain."
"I've never done it before…"
She paused. Looked at him and covered her mouth.
"You are not lying…"
"I think we established that I can't lie to you a while ago."
"How?"
"What do you mean, how?"
"You are the hottest fucking dragon that I've seen! You literally entered town and charmed the first woman you saw into leaving her post, and made another try to cheat in front of her husband! How are you a Virgin!"
"Okay, back up, back up." He pushed her away gently, and she did not oppose.
Their arousal slowly giving way to genuine curiosity, Aizel could see hers, and apparently, she could see his.
"What do you mean by charmed, and how did you know about Kira?"
"The latter is easier to explain and the former to show," She said. "Kira, like you right now, was so wet when she saw you, her smell mixed with her perfume, making a compounding effect that immortal races like you and I find disgusting. Then, I used (Focus) on her. I'm not a blood-mage like you, so mine isn't as strong. But I still managed to glance at her ringless finger."
"And Charmed," She said and removed her veil.
If he thought that she was beautiful before, now he saw what true beauty was. Perfect fair skin with freckles that shined gold by themselves. Perfect gray diamond like eyes that reflected the light inside of them just like a diamond would, creating rainbows of color that went inside them like a hypercube illusion. Long elven-like ears that moved with her emotions like a tail. Long Wavy White hair that looked out of a shampoo ad. White lashes and white eyebrows. Bow-shaped lips that had a perfect luster to them.
"And charmed?" He asked.
She just looked at him funny.
"What? You are really attractive, but I'm not feeling particularly charmed?"
"How are you less aroused now than earlier!?"
"Scientific curiosity?"
"About what?"
"For one, I've learned a lot about myself and the so-called immortal races in this brief interaction that I did in the last two weeks… And now I'm feeling kind of bad about the trip with Vanessa. Did the poor girl have any choice?"
"Well, yeah, you just proved is not an actual skill; I was just… making a point."
"I mean, I already found you stupidly attractive; I guess I was already charmed?"
"Don't get smart now, no, that's not how it works; you should be begging me to suck your dick, not going scholar on me… What I meant was, you make no sense.
There is no way someone like you is a virgin. Every time you entered a civilized area there should be one or two females that want to fuck you right away. Just because of your kin. Then there is the fact that you are really attractive on top of being a Dragon. There is just no way. You have never had sex before, I just don't believe you. No one has that much willpower, or even a reason not to do it."
"What about your Truth Sense?"
"That's the thing! I said, you make no sense! Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why haven't you had sex before? Is that the secret of your power? If I fuck you, it goes away?"
"Ermm…"
"That's It! Tell me! Tell me, tell me, tell me."
"Yes and no… Yes, I got an advantage because I did not have sex for a very, very long time. No, you can't replicate it. No one can. No, if you fuck me, it won't suddenly vanish… I think."
"What? What do you mean I can't replicate it? That's unfair and unheard of. Just because I wanted a little fun, I lost some crazy power?" Lisa said.
"No… I don't know how to explain it."
"Want to fuck and find out and see if it goes away?" She asked.
"Yes."
"Too bad, I'm not touching you until you tell me now. You lost your chance."
"I'm pretty sure you were just teasing me…"
"I— I was…"
"You evil woman."
"Hey!… sorry, okay. I won't do it again. With you."
"I like this side of you better."
"Now who's teasing…" She pouted.
"I'm really not."
"Can you tell me, pretty please? I can't offer you anything, really; I'm tied by the rules of the Temple and the Hunter's Guild. And offering sex just feels wrong when it's actually true."
"I was not going to ask you for sex. I took a vow."
"What? The hunter's vow? How is transactional sex the same as rape?"
"Cohesion?" He said
"…"
"What?" Aizel asked
"N-Nothing." She looked away, her long ears twitching and reddening.
"Come here," He said, and grabbed her by the waist, staring into her diamond eyes.
"You would not believe me."
"Try me," She said
"In exchange…" He said. She looked away and began to push away from him. "I just want information."
"Huh?" She relaxed in his arms.
"I have a lot of secrets, well, just one. But it's a huge one. Even if I tell you, even if you believe me. You would not be able to use that power."
"I'm just tired of being tied to the fucking temple." She sniffed. Then looked into his eyes, the beautiful white of her sclera reddening.
"How do they have you tied down?" He frowned.
"…Sistema, Reveladis."
Suddenly, a rush of energy flowed through Aizel. He felt an itch in his system; as he accessed it, he felt her stats next to his.
Name: Lisa | Age: 27 | Level: 72
Title: High Priestess, Rank S
SE: 142 | HP: 115 | MP: 750
Race: Seraphim Angel
"See my Soul Energy?"
"That is fucking high… Why haven't you—Oh…"
"Yeah, Oh… I can't move them by myself."
"Why not?"
"I don't know. Unlike most people who just assign them with time and effort, meditation, or simply by imagining it moving either to mind or health. I never could; I just know the Grand Priests in the temple of the Duchy Capital can move them for me. But really, really slow. And that is only when I go back to the Duchy Capital. Like once every couple of winters. And only as long as I do their bidding."
"What do they make you do?" Aizel asked, madness slowly creeping into his mind from wild theories, his aura sharpening and ready to do his bidding.
"Calm down… Is nothing bad; I'm just tired. I - envy you. You just showed up and started going around without a care in the world." She smiled and crept closer, her nose touching his. "I saw you flying the night before you showed up. You were so fucking fast! Like Arch Priest levels of fast."
"I just wanted you to be like in the stories." Her voice wavered, and tears fought to be released. "To come down from the sky and kidnap me! Take me away! Teach me how to fly and be a true angel, not this stupid farce that has to act like a fucking doll all the time!" The tears won and flowed down her cheeks.
(Focus)
〔 System:_
〔 Aizel Kadashi: Nerd. 〕
〔 D33zN3rd: Zup. 〕
〔 Aizel Kadashi: I need your advice… Ther— 〕
〔 D33zN3rd: No. 〕
'Fucking peep was watching!'
〔 Aizel Kadashi: I'm going to burn. This fucking world to the ground. That's unfair, and you know it. How's that not a bug!? 〕
〔 D33zN3rd: It's not. Do it, burn it. And find some bugs on the way… 〕
〔 Aizel Kadashi: … … … 〕
«!((((((
〔 D33zN3rd: Fine, but just because I was spying on you… 〕
〔 Aizel Kadashi: Thanks~ 〕
〔 D33zN3rd: It's going to cost her… 〕
〔 Aizel Kadashi: What's the price? 〕
〔 D33zN3rd: (Bind) her. 〕
〔 Aizel Kadashi: Excuse me? 〕
〔 D33zN3rd: Geas is made by a cocktail of bullshit to test stuff; if you bind her, you can edit her stats as if they were yours. When in doubt, think of a cliché… Now fuck off. And resume my telenovela; it's getting good! 〕
(Focus)
"There might be a way. But you are not going to like it," Aizel told Lisa.
"Tell me."
"I would need to (Bind) you to me."
"B-But, I would become yours… Do you really want to spend however long we have with a bipolar Angel that you can't lie to?"
"She's gorgeous, and apparently, really self-aware."
"Beauty fades. It gets boring."
"Fuck it. I'm down."
"I understand what you said, and what you meant, but sometimes your manner of speaking is - weird."
"Yeah, you'll have to get used to that."
"I'm not a virgin. I used males for fun. Just to… feel in control."
"And I haven't slept with a girl in my life; our roles are reversed."
"..."
"So?"
"Yes! I don't care! I'll be yours; I will obey your every command. Just free me!"
"Two things. One, you do realize how being freed by literally using (Bind) does not make any sense? And two. I do not know the skill."
"It's not a skill. It's a spell."
"What's the difference?"
"You speak the words out loud, and use the mana of Geas instead of yours."
"How's that not overpowered?"
"Compared to skills, they are pretty restrictive. And hard to remember. Wait here!"
She left his arms and ran outside the inner room of the Joint Store.
'Am I really going through with this… I don't even know her. Was I charmed? But to charm me into binding herself to me? It does sound like something she would do… sexy freak.'
Not even a minute later she came back with a ripped piece of paper.
"Couldn't you bring whatever that was attached to?"
"Shut up! Read it, and then recite it. Then I'll reply."
He read the spell; it was similar to the vow thing, so the Hunter's (Vow) was a spell, apparently. This was similar to it, but the consequences were way different. She would be bound to his system, and he could order her around; it was the same as an enslavement spell. It was the one used on people atoning for crimes.
Thankfully, unlike the Hunter vow, this was more like a guide, so he decided to slightly alter the words and see if it worked; it could just not work at all, find a bug and get paid, or work - and have a less fucked up version of the thing.
The thing is, it was only semi-voluntary. It could still be forced on someone, and one could easily be coerced into it, so there was a clear issue there. For his purposes, that did not matter. But it still felt weird.
"I, Aizel Kadashi, offer you Lisa, to make an unbreakable vow. To forfeit your titles in exchange for my (Bind), I offer you my power, in exchange for you to obey my every (Command). To thread your life with mine, and through our systems, our souls, forever be bound"
"I, Lisa, clear of mind, make an unbreakable vow. I accept your power, and shall obey your every (Command). I forfeit my titles and accept your (Bind), through our systems, our souls, forever be bound"
〔 System: Basic Active Skill (Command) acquired. 〕
〔 System: Lisa Kadashi »Bounded« 〕
Name: Aizel Kadashi | Age: 19 | Level: 15
Title: Bronze-rank Hunter (D+)
SE: 0 | HP: 261/261
Race: Crimson Were-Dragon
Bonded Souls: Lisa Kadashi
Name: Lisa Kadashi | Age: 27 | Level: 72
Title: Aizel Kadashi's Soul Bound
SE: 142 | HP: 115 | MP: 750
Race: Seraphim Angel
"Did we really just do that?" Aizel asked.
"…"
"Are you okay?"
"…"
"I will command you to speak, woman; talk to me…"
"Please command me!"
"This was just a fetish for you, wasn't it?"
"I… Won't deny that, but you do need to test the skill you got."
"How did you know I got a skill?"
"I've seen many binds be performed before; priestesses stand in some trials."
"Lisa, stand around and jump once."
"…"
"You need to activate the skill."
"I was?"
"Try again, but this time like you mean it; imagine me doing it."
Aizel paused and did as she said; then he also added a bit of (Infuse).
"(LISA, Stand up. And Jump Once!)"
Lisa stood; her eyes lost their luster, and she jumped once. Then again, as she got scared, her eyes returned to normal.
"W-What?" She asked.
"That was fucking weird; it worked though. It consumed some HP too. Your stats look the same."
"T-That's not how (Command) should work… I did not realize what happened."
"What do you mean?" Aizel asked
"It should be like a compulsion to do something? Not whatever that was…"
"Maybe it's because I'm a blood mage?"
"I had never seen one before you, so I don't know…"
"You, Okay?" He asked
"Yes, I just have to get used to it." She said as a matter of fact.
"Lis, I'm not planning on ordering you around."
"Oh…"
"You really are a freak," Aizel told her.
"Yes, but now I'm your freak. Did you notice?"
"Noticed what?"
"My stats~" She said playfully.
"We can test that tomorrow." He dismissed her with a wave of his hand.
"That's not what I meant, and you know it!"
"Yes. Apparently, Lis, you got my last name. Did you know that would happen and just… Did not tell me?"
"No! That's the thing; that is also different from a normal bind! Would you imagine if every criminal gained their victim's last name, you know, the ones they are supposed to be atoning to?"
"Huh."
"Is that it? Huh?"
"What do you want me to say? He-he. You were supposed to be the expert!"
"I-I know, it's just, you are taking this way too… what do you say? Chill, like?"
"I would say something like: You are being too chill about it."
"Yes! That!"
"You got very playful. What happened to the whole air of superiority you had?"
"I told you. That was a mask, a fake, something I hated every moment of my life."
"Right. Anyway, do I still get the Jar of containment?"
"Ow. Shit! I should have made the paperwork before doing the bind… I'm no longer a high priestess. He-he."
"Do you think Moroko guy will do it?"
"Moro? Oh, you mean Morph?… If he doesn't die on the spot after learning what we did. No, I don't think he would give you the same treatment… Especially to you."
"Why? He was really nice to me."
"Yes… but I…" She started playing with her fingers.
"You fucked him?"
"What? No! I used my feet…"
"Pfff Hahaha…"
"Hey! He is a nice man in need of love. But you just stole his priestess, and he might be pissed off at you. And a lot of other people."
"Yeah, yeah, I guessed that much from the beginning. You are not going to keep feet fucking him, right?"
"NO! What part of I'm yours was not clear? We even somehow got married!"
"I really don't know what happened. My only request is that you don't fuck other males behind my back. It's not even an order, but if you do, just know that I am quite the sensitive guy when it comes to that."
"I promise, I won't go behind your back… So is it okay for me to fuck other women?"
"If you are into that, sure. I don't really care. At least invite me to watch."
"So, do we consummate our whatever that was?"
"As much as I want to right now, Vanessa is probably freaking out."
"Oh, that. I guess I'm coming with you?"
"Sure. We need to test your skills anyway; you have some pretty neat ones. It's better to do it in the forest."
"By the way, about Vanessa…" Lisa said.
"What about her?"
"You know that would never work right… and I'm not trying to manipulate you. Just think about it… She's hot… b-but you passed her rank in a day and will probably keep advancing at a fast pace. And even if that somehow worked… you are from an immortal race. And she's human. If we don't die in a fight, we will outlive her. We have literally infinite time."
"No, we don't. And don't worry about her. I don't think she will keep pursuing me after she finds out about us."
"You would be surprised. I don't really care if you fuck other women; I owe you that much. But what did you mean about not having infinite time? It was not a lie…"
"First, I can't really ask fidelity from you. If I go around fucking other women, that would be selfish and hypocritical of me. And about the infinite time thing… That's really hard to explain, but don't worry, we probably have a few million years… winters before what I think can happen, happens."
"What, do you think is going to happen…"
"I should have stayed quiet… Can we talk about this another time? It's not really that relevant for an absurdly long time, like, how long has the empire been standing?"
"4243 'years'."
"Damn!… Add six zeroes to that, at least that many."
"Oh."
"Yeah, Oh. Now we should really get going."
"Yes, master!"
"Please don't. Just Aizel, woman, call me Aizel!"
— — —
"Morph!" Lisa screamed into the door facing the temple side of the Joint store,
"Yes! High Priestess." The man came running not even a minute after, wearing priestly pajamas.
'Those are really nice. I need a few.'
"I just quit being a High Priestess, notify the temple, and put my stuff in a wooden chest. Aizel will pay for it when we return in about a week."
'So I guess I'm paying for her now… A whore would've been cheaper, not as hot, but cheaper, and she's also kind of a rehabilitating slut from what she's been telling me. Bad Karma from Kira? Eh, whatever. She's deep in the Danger zone of the Hot/Crazy Scale. The temple is probably going to try to kill me; I hope they leave some nice mana crystals and experience. It's not murder if they come after me.'
"High-Li. What? How- Aizel, what have you done!?"
"I stole your priestess; deal with it, literally. I'll come back for her shit later. Is there something not clear?"
"How could you do this!?" The Priest dude asked, almost crying.
"(Bind) spell, anything else?"
"The temple is not going to be happy!"
"I really don't care. Have a nice evening."
They left through the guild. Kira was tending the front desk and looked like she wanted to say something; her jaw was slack, and she was just in shock. Seth, the almost cuck husband, was also staring.
"What? Oh, I guess they have never seen you without your veil, right?" he said to Lisa.
"Yeah, probably," Lisa replied.
"Did you leave it back there? Do you want it back? I kind of feel like we will find Morocco crying on it, though."
"Morph." Lisa corrected him. "And you are probably right; fuck the veil, let's go."
Kira did not ask anything, so they just left.
"Hey, do you have any camping equipment? We can probably make do with mine, but still." Aizel asked.
"Hm, no, it's alright. You said your tent was medium size, right? I really do not know about hunter gear outside what we sell… they sell. Every time I went out, everything was kind of done for me. Do you think we will fit?"
"Woman, I will make us fit," Aizel said, and he meant it.