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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Simzy
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“Nice tits! How much for your pussy? Shiiit, I’ll pay double, wanna come with me?”
A drugged-out addict, swaying unsteadily, approached Big-Boobs, his tongue, coated in white film, darting in and out as he haggled for her price.
“Get lost, I’m taken.”
“Shiiit—”
Karl growled, pulling Ellie close, his hand gripping her waist tightly. The addict cursed under his breath and stumbled away.
Big-Boobs let out an awkward laugh, lightly punching her pretend boyfriend in the chest.
“My man, so cool.”
Her acting was laughably awkward, but he rewarded her with a firm squeeze of her buttocks. The hem of her skirt barely concealed her bottom, making it a delightful handful.
The mischievous junior whispered in his innocent senior’s ear.
“You’re doing great. Just keep it up.”
Big-Boobs couldn’t respond. His touch was so stimulating that she felt a moan rising in her throat.
While thoroughly enjoying himself teasing his senior, the junior didn’t forget his objective. Their disguises were all for the purpose of capturing the escaped criminal and his accomplice.
The two navigated the back alleys, familiarizing themselves with the ways of Brutus. They learned about the area, the dominant factions, and the key locations.
In truth, a brief stroll through Brutus’ back alleys was enough to grasp its essence. Drugs, robbery, murder, prostitution, rape… every imaginable crime was occurring, unfolding vividly before their eyes.
Despite her years in the Intelligence Division, Ellie had never known Brutus’ back alleys to be like this. She knew crime was rampant, but she hadn’t realized it was so openly practiced.
The underground city, which the locals called “Ant Hill,” was apparently several times worse. At least up here, there was a chance of encountering patrolling eyes. The underground city, however, was completely beyond the reach of the Imperial Army’s surveillance. It was the true lawless zone.
They must have gone there.
The wanted criminal, Popo Ben, would have surely abandoned his dilapidated spaceship. He wouldn’t risk using it unless he was insane. Escaping on a spaceship through legitimate means was impossible. That left him with only one option: hitching a ride on a pirate ship.
“They definitely went to Ant Hill.”
Big-Boobs, with her years of experience in the Intelligence Division, also understood the situation immediately.
“We’ll have to be even more careful there.”
Being discovered as knights would be detrimental. …Though it would be rather comical for anyone to suspect them as knights in their current state.
“Yeah, don’t worry. I’ll act the part.”
“From now on, you and I are ex-lovers.”
“…Okay.”
She, with “BITCH” tattooed on her forehead, gave a shy smile.
Big-Boobs had always considered the words “boyfriend” and “herself” as distant as two separate galaxies, yet, even in pretense, the thought of being in a relationship made her heart flutter. …Especially since he was incredibly handsome. Honestly, every woman fantasized about dating a truly handsome man.
No, what are you thinking? This is work. Don’t cause trouble for the agent.
Ellie, like the knight she was, tried to clear her head. But then, Karl suddenly grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her towards him.
—!!!
A slippery mass forced its way between her lips.
The senior almost lost her footing as her junior’s tongue wriggled in her mouth like an eel. But, as if anticipating this, he expertly wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer and preventing her from falling.
The kiss lingered. She, initially passive, began to reciprocate, sucking on his tongue with equal fervor.
The kiss was sweet, sticky, and vulgar. With Karl’s hands kneading her breasts and buttocks, Ellie’s arousal reached a fever pitch. She almost forgot why they were here.
Big-Boobs clung to his retreating tongue, wanting more. Then, realizing the lewdness of her actions, she dropped her gaze in shock. Hot, ragged breaths escaped her lips, still tasting of him.
“There might be times when we’ll need to kiss once we’re inside. I’m doing this now so you won’t be flustered then.”
“…Okay, I understand.”
Pressed close together, they headed towards the entrance of Ant Hill.
Although it was still broad daylight, the area around Ant Hill was rife with drugs, fights, and sex. Big-Boobs was stunned to see a prostitute, completely naked, impaled on a penis, crying out in high-pitched moans right in public. And it wasn’t an isolated incident.
In a corner, someone was wildly swinging a club, smashing another person’s head. The onlookers, far from intervening, watched with amusement. …The closer they got to Ant Hill, the more Ellie realized the escalating madness of the people.
This wasn’t a place where humans lived.
It was, literally, hell.
The wide entrance to Ant Hill was devoid of any visible guards. It was a clear invitation to any and all scum. Naturally, there were no laws protecting human rights here; everyone was responsible for their own safety.
Bodies, living and dead, littered the passage leading down to Ant Hill.
The stench, the screams, and the foul air slowly contaminated Big-Boobs’ pure being. She felt herself becoming increasingly dazed by the horrific atmosphere.
Pant Pant Pant.
Most of the people in the passage were drug-addled, resembling a horde of shuffling zombies.
The two finally reached the bottom. No sunlight reached Ant Hill. Instead, garish electric lights, more intense than the sun, assaulted their eyes.
Like above ground, the underground was teeming with shops and merchants. The difference was that down here, the swindlers were even more ruthless and pervasive.
While occasionally seen above ground, individuals proudly displaying pirate emblems on their chests were far more common in Ant Hill. Among them were members of the Red Duck pirates, the same group responsible for the recent hostage situation at the Arcmancina planetary headquarters. Despite being within Arcmancina’s jurisdiction, they roamed freely, seemingly without a care in the world.
The junior led his senior to a nearby bar. Upon entering, the cacophony of shouts and bursts of noise assaulted their eardrums, but such places were often rife with rumors, and they might glean some information about the wanted criminal’s whereabouts.
However, their search came up empty. They moved on to the next bar, with the same result.
Karl, slightly perplexed, wondered if he had miscalculated, and entered a third bar.
They immediately sat at the vacant seats in front of the counter.
As luck would have it, the couple next to them were engaged in vigorous copulation. Yet, the other patrons paid them no mind, going about their business as usual. Such occurrences were so commonplace that they no longer elicited a reaction.
“Two Sunrises.”
A wizened old bartender placed two cocktail glasses before them. Karl took a long sip, set the glass down, and casually addressed the bartender.
“Heard there was some trouble topside.”
The bartender opened his eyes languidly and asked,
“What kind of trouble?”
“Someone killed some Imperial soldiers and ran off. Shit, it was a mess.”
“Oh, that. …I thought it was something else.”
He knows.
Karl was relieved that his hunch was correct.
Otherwise, they would have been running around in circles.
“Heard there’s a bounty on that bastard’s head.”
“That’s how it is with wanted criminals… So, thinking of taking a shot at it?”
“If he looks weaker than me, I might give it a try. Could be a decent payday.”
“This place is crawling with people who think like you. But that guy’s pretty notorious around here. A rookie like you wouldn’t stand a chance.”
“Doesn’t matter how tough you are, everyone dies with a hole in their head.”
He subtly revealed the gun tucked into his waistband. The bartender scoffed.
“Seems he’s got a partner now, and that one’s the real deal. Heard they’ve already sent a few pirates to the afterlife. …If you’re relying on that little gun, you won’t last long around here.”
“My neck is my problem. …But do you know where they are?”
“Well, I only heard rumors.”
“Tell me what you heard. I’d like to take a look.”
“Something about the Red Ducks… Heh heh, looks like we’ll be seeing your severed head soon. And I suppose this little lady will end up as their plaything?”
The bartender had seen countless fools like this meet their demise. He had no doubt this one would be added to the list, especially since it involved the Red Ducks. Even approaching them out of curiosity would come at a steep price.
Karl, however, paid no attention to the bartender’s assumptions. He was secretly pleased, having easily discovered their target’s location.
…Well, after causing such chaos above, it was only natural for rumors to spread to Ant Hill. The previous two bars were simply slow on the uptake.
However, knowing their location wasn’t the end of it. A much bigger hurdle remained.
Karl drained his glass and stood up. Big-Boobs followed suit, pulling down her skirt, which had ridden up to reveal her fishnet panties.
“Well, thanks for the drink.”
He gave the bartender a cheeky grin and left, Ellie at his side. His casual smile vanished the moment they stepped outside.
…The Red Ducks again.
A twisted fate had entangled them once more. Hopefully, the Red Ducks, with their greed, would hand over their targets for double the price.
Karl, however, remained wary. Neither the wanted criminals nor the pirates were trustworthy. They could betray him at any moment, especially the Red Ducks.
He pulled Ellie close again, sharing a kiss that tasted of sweet liquor. He felt her startled gasp, but she quickly joined in, her tongue tangling with his.
Having shared a deep kiss before entering the lion’s den, they headed towards the Red Ducks’ lair, bracing themselves for the inevitable chaos.
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