Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 77: Picking Up The Scraps

Time was running, and the day was nearly over. Wandering through the forest looking for Mino, Raven finally managed to find her near the cave with her body covered in blood and guts. Ignoring the monstrosity that had been beaten to a pulp beside her, Raven slipped her back into his bracelet and made his way toward their next destination.

Having already parted with Aerin and Brenna with kisses and waves, he wanted to get to the rest of his party so he could discuss the goddessʼs plan for them all. In the meantime, while the situation with Mino concerned him somewhat, but having not witnessed it himself, he wasnʼt as affected as the minotaur girl.

ʼWhy was the goddess pressing me so much about Mino? She managed to handle the situation herself, didnʼt she?ʼ Unaware of what actually happened, the dark mage walked through the forest in the direction of the city gate.

Though Aerinʼs house was further away, heʼd decided to visit her first, and now his decision has forced him to circle back. However, never intending to head back to the city yet, he wanted to get to his party before anywhere else.

ʼDoesnʼt help that we already have a target to reach.ʼ Thinking back on the goddessʼs words, flashes of the map sheʼd shown popped up inside his head. It was riddled with cryptic writing, however, Aphrodite only pointed out the spot where she needed him to visit first with his party.

”What even is there?” He muttered to himself.

Keeping her lips sealed for now, Aphrodite only told him what he needed to know. Even the fact that his party could potentially die, was kept a secret to avoid a self-fulfilling prophecy. After all, if they knew they would die, it would be all too easy for them to give up instead of continuing fighting in the face of death.

Either way, the path to Roseʼs house was about to take him the whole night, leaving only a few days for Raven to rest up before having to move on with his journey. The others back at the farm werenʼt in any less of a predicament either. Onlooking a lush green land with corn fields lined up everywhere around Roseʼs house, they had worries of their own, as well as their discomforts.

However, to explore it all, the needle of time had been turned back to when theyʼd first arrived.

Amedith, Mel, Erika, and Aria, the moment theyʼd arrived the entire group was overwhelmed by the size of the fields that seemed to stretch into the horizon. Pushing their surprise further was a fenced garden around a two-storied log house with strawberries, tomatoes, chilies, and even bell peppers.

Visiting the place for the first time since the death of Roseʼs father, the entire party was surprised by how lush the land had gotten. After all, during their last visit, the fields had been empty, and the plants around the house had shriveled up from negligence.

”She really lucked out on her inheritance at least,” Aria muttered as the group opened the fence door and walked right in.

”Aria, donʼt say stuff like that,” Erika cautioned, fearing her tongue could hurt Roseʼs feelings if she wasnʼt reeled in.

Rolling her eyes with a scoff, Aria glanced at Erika sideways while the other two still tried catching up to them from behind.

”Come on you have to admit, out of all the folks–being adopted by a rich dying dude was good luck on her part,” instead of backing down, the elf only reinforced her argument.

Walking up to her side after overhearing the conversation, even Mel chimed in support of Ariaʼs statement.

”He paid a hefty tax for even letting him adopt a kid,” looking sideways at Amedith who was still a bit dejected about the whole thing, Mel crossed her arm and added further. ”Rose did the same for Amedith, paid a heavy tax to adopt him long before the goddess chose him. If thatʼs not luck, I donʼt know what is.”

”Can we just go in instead of debating about this?” Tired of the subject being dragged, Amedith scoffed in annoyance and marched forward to take the lead.

”Heʼs right, and you two better not say any of that in front of Rose,” being the oldest in their party, Erika warned the other two before following Amedith up the path.

With a roll of the eyes, Mel and Aria followed right behind. Stopping by the front door to the cabin, Amedithʼs hand reached for the door to knock, however, freezing up just inches away, he felt like turning away and leaving without meeting up with his mother at all.

Recognizing exactly why he was suddenly paralyzed in place, Aria shook her head in annoyance before walking up and knocking on the door herself.

”Miss Rosemary! Weʼre here, your son and his friends!” Trying her best to hide the anger in her voice, Aria glanced frowning at the hero on her side. Burying that anger, however, she masked her contour with a smile and turned her head back to the door. ”Miss Rosemary? Are you there?”

The sound of approaching steps filled her heart with genuine joy, just as much as it made Amedith fear what was coming. Gently opening the door with a sickle hidden behind her back, Rose peered through the door gap. Understandably cautious, she quickly put the sickle by the end of the door before opening the door wide.

”You really came!” Throwing caution to the wind, her hands quickly wrapped around Amedithʼs body. Wiggling around with his head nestled between her breasts, Rose giggled about happily while her hand caressed through her sonʼs hair. ”I thought you wouldnʼt! But you did!”

With every fiber in her being Aria wanted to blurt out just how much her son didnʼt want to come, but not wanting to ruin the moment, she kept her lips shut. Watching the mother doting on her kid, all three of the orphans couldnʼt help beaming, even though evidently from the look of it, Amedith was barely breathing between those massive tits.

ʼAhhhh~ I wanna hug like that.ʼ Biting her lower lips, Aria desperately fought the urge to request the same type of choking by Roseʼs breasts.

As for Amedith who was getting smothered with motherly love, he was struggling not just to breathe but from the intense pain of his cock trying to get hard inside that iron shell. Completely unaware of it, however, Rose dotted him some more until his entire body turned red from shared body heat. Steaming like a freshly baked bun, the hero stood there frozen while Rose turned to greet the others.

ʼT-this…was a bad idea.ʼ Barely holding back from leaking inside his cage after being tortured by his own boner, Amedith knew that this visit was a bad idea.