Adventuring with this Priestess may have not been a great idea
The singing of birds and crickets filled up their ears, accompanied by the murmur of the chilly morning wind and the warmth of the rising sun bathing their skin.
The two looked up at the dark and gloomy entrance of the forest before one of them spoke up.
“So, what’s the plan, ‘Boss’?”
A delicate, feminine voice rose up to break the silence, addressing the man standing by her side with a hint of irony.
“Plan, uhhh…maybe I will take the lead and you stay behind me? If dangers come, I guess I will need to protect you since you are not much of a fighter.”
“Protected by a knight who couldn’t even get the money to buy an armor. That’s hilarious! But fair, I will be ready to heal you in case something goes wrong”
The knight sighed, ignoring her nasty remark and, after he drew his sword out, he began to march forward, following down the cobblestone path carved in the sea of fallen leaves.
“So, how long will it take before we reach our destination?”
The priestess asked as, out of pure boredom, she kicked a little rock toward a nearby bush, observing amused the way it flew at high speed toward its target.
“Umm, I would say five more minutes and…”
The knight stopped abruptly as he heard a high pitched shriek coming from his side. He turned around and, before he could even raise his sword, he found a pair of claws ready to slash at his face.
He was about to close his eyes and brace himself for his impending death at the hands of this forest goblin when another high pitched scream echoed into his ears.
The monster’s attack stopped, its body engulfed by the shadow cast by Eleanor’s body, who had successfully managed to sneak behind the beast.
Her blue pupils stared down at her white boot, perfectly lodged between the goblin’s legs, commanding her foot to push forward until two loud crunches leaked out from the tiny gap between her shoe and its pelvic bone.
At the sight of that image which the knight couldn’t even find the words to describe, instinctively he cupped his testicles, watching as the priestess drew her ankle back, letting the beast collapse onto the bed of leaves.
“That should take care of it…almost”
While she was still speaking, Eleanor took a step forward and kicked the air once again, ramming her knee into the knight’s ballsack and smashing his balls against his own fingers.
“W-Why?”
“For getting distracted and allowing yourself to almost get killed. Yea, I know it was my fault but still you should never drop your guard down”
She said, addressing the man bent over in pain at her thigh, kicking him off once she noticed he was soaking her dress with his tears. He stumbled backward, tripping and hitting the ground with his butt.
“You can’t imagine how much this hurts…”
He spoke, struggling to get those words out, unable to focus on anything that wasn’t the pain radiating from his guts.
“Definetely I can not. Luckily, I wasn’t born with such a weakness between my legs”
She claimed pridefully, as she walked past the knight lying at her feet with confident steps, only turning back to hint him to stand up.
It took a bit for the pain to subside, eventually allowing him to get back on his feet. With trembling legs, he tried to reach her but she had already came back with the flowers they were looking for.
“Now that I think about I had to do all the work today…Sounds like I shall take all the reward for myself this time”
“Wait, what? No way I would l-”
He stopped speaking, noticing the muscles of her leg tensing. He felt he knew what was about to come yet it was too fast for him to even try to dodge.
Like a bullet, the pointy tip of her boot stabbed his right testicle through the thin fabric of his leather pants, forcing a high pitched scream out of his mouth.
“See you back at the inn, Jack. Oh, and don’t get eaten by those nasty goblins. If I knew you died, that would really break my heart!”
Eleanor addressed him with a laughter, standing there for a few seconds to fully enjoy the sight of the knight rolling on the floor like a kid before walking away.