Chapitre 170: 21.3 p͏a͏t͏r͏e͏o͏n͏.c͏o͏m͏/S͏t͏r͏a͏t͏o͏t͏h͏r͏a͏x͏A͏f͏t͏e͏r͏D͏a͏r͏k͏
"You managed to get a job? In all that chaos?"
"Yes, it seems the clerks are quite used to working under duress, it helped that I asked for the job they had most demand for. They positively threw themselves at me once I told them I was willing to do it, it seems that the city is rather desperate for people to deal with this particular job, it pays pretty well too but few seem to be willing to take it for some reason."
She pulled out a sheet of paper and waved it in the air. Fey caught it and inspected it.
"Cleanse the greater slime infestation. Wait, Ella, this is in the city sewers!"
"Yes, that is where the slimes congregate."
"The sewers Ella! It's no wonder no one wanted to take this job!"
The elf furrowed her brow. "Well they hardly seem the type to buckle down and deal with the gritty reality of the adventurer life. If a bit of public sewage is going to bother you then you probably shouldn't be an adventurer in the first place. A bad smell is nothing compared to having the steaming entrails of a wildebeast splashing across your face as you disembowel it with a longsword."
Fey looked at the elf with dismay.
"B-but the sewers!"
Ellaria did not look swayed or amused by this answer and Fey's head sunk forlornly. The band captain had final say, that was being part of a band. She half heartedly wondered if getting married to a randy minotaur girl would have been such a bad option after all.
"Uhm, what happened to Vivi? Did you ah, catch her captain?" came a voice from the white sphere.
Ellaria tapped her lip in thought. "I did not, and she is in deep trouble. Fortunately I have a rather effective way of finding missing in action band mates." She lifted her hand and pointed at the sky.
Fey followed her finger up and found a small pink haired floating person up above them gliding through the air, a second slightly smaller person floating beside her. It was Flora and Lily and they were both peering across the streets like hawks. As she watched Lily suddenly exclaimed and pointed and the two began to sink groundward.
"Ah, it appears we have found our quarry, much as the proverbial hunter unleashes her hounds on the proverbial fox gone to ground, Vivi never stood a chance. A minor version of hell awaits our comrade, I hope you are up to the task of healing her Fey."
"Wha- what wait you are joking right Ella? H-how serious is this punishment? W-wait a second!"
Already the elf was striding away and Fey had to hurry to catch up. The small white sphere turned and seemed to look at the minotaur for a moment before turning back and dashing after them, moving up and down as the invisible person around it ran.
The minotaur watched and then followed after.
The group soon found their unfortunate target. A barrel by a stall selling parasols. A white furred buttox and a tail was sticking from the top, a hopelessly stuck fox girl inside making muffled calls for help. Flora and Lily floated above as Ellaria neared.
"Oh Vivi, this is perfect, I can roast you alive in there, cook you like the little slime smuggling plate stealing scoundrel that you are. I'll start with your tail and turn it into a torch to warm my hands."
The muffled sounds from inside the barrel became muffled shouts of alarm and the barrel began to wobble around on the spot as Vivi panicked, desperately trying to escape her temporary hiding place become accidental prison.
A dozen small flames bloomed to life around the elf as she advanced. But then the barrel abruptly went still as Vivi froze up and then a different kind of voice could be heard, one that said something like "Wummy nuuuu!"
Ellaria blinked as Vivi's tail flagged up in the air and the elf had a clear view of the fox girls shorts before they suddenly bulged outward and a dozen tentacles ripped them apart, her abused reddened pussy stretched wide by the huge mass of so many forcing their way out.
She faltered but the tentacles didn't even hesitate. They whipped out toward every flame, smothering and extinguishing them. Then the tentacles seemed to turn on the elf and glare at her angrily.
"Uhm, d-doesn't your fire kinda not work on, uh, Wummy?" muttered Fey eyeing the tentacles with concern.
"Don't name the smuggled slime monster!... and no it appears that this creature is uniquely fireproof just as its previous incarnation was before it metamorphosed and evolved inside of Flora."
"Isn't this kind of a p-problem?"
Ellaria glared at the slime, a strange kind of standoff as it protected its host from harm.
"I- I think you might need to first convince Vivi to give it up Ella. I'm not sure how else to get around it."
"I could burn the barrel," said Ellaria, but no sooner had she said it a quad of tentacles dived down the sides where Vivi was stuck and then ripped the barrel apart. Planks and nails were sent clattering across the cobble as a rather flustered and sweaty fox girl slumped on the ground and then scrambled on all fours to get away from Ellaria, taking the dozen tentacles sticking from her cunt with her.
Ellaria furrowed her brow. "It… actually seems to understand speech…"
"I'm gonna expect payment you know!" said Flora from above, "That's my slime baby you stole! Hundreds of gold, no, thousands, you're gonna give me all your earnings from now on Vi!"
"Why meee!" moaned Vivi from below the parasol stall.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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Power Stone 
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