Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 151: Running Back Into Companions

”Just give it to me…” Grabbing a glassed drink from a local merchant, Raven tossed a few coins on his shop counter and began heading off on his way. Downing the herbal drink, he tried escaping the sun through shadows, but even in packed alleys, he couldnʼt escape the humidity.

ʼUghhh…At least I only have to take the rings from Riena and give them to Linkle now. Probably have half a day left until I have to move even a muscle.ʼ Deciding to rest up in the boartooth while Riena worked on the rings, Raven rushed in the direction of the Inn.

Only halfway through, however, he noticed a familiar carriage approaching his direction from a distance. Upon looking closer he realized it was Aerin and her mother Brenna, who seemed to be bringing in herbs to sell at Linkleʼs shop or wherever they were needed.

”I-Is that?!” Noticing Raven as well, a smile crept up Aerinʼs face. Tugging on her horseʼs ropes, she rushed them towards him before bringing the carriage to a complete halt. ”Oh my god, where have you been?!”

Jumping off the coachman seat, the young herbalist wasted no time before hugging Raven tightly. A bit surprised by the sudden stop and her daughterʼs words, Brenna who was sitting with her back turned to the front of the carriage, finally turned around and saw what was happening.

”Iʼve been busy,” Raven replied, his hand caressing Aerinʼs back while his eyes locked with Brenna who was still inside the carriage.

Getting off soon after, the widowed lover of his, wrapped her hands around him as well, but unlike her daughter as she pulled Raven in, his face was buried between her massive breasts. Wet with her sweat, he could smell the musky body of a milf, and even taste it right against his lips.

Had it not been for being in the middle of the streets, Raven wouldʼve taken off her clothes and began sucking on those sweet tits.

”I missed you so much!” Squeezing him more and more into her tits, Brennaʼs face was flushed red. Despite being out in the open, she was enjoying the touch of her man after being away from him for so long.

However, slipping away from her grasp, Raven looked her and her daughter in the eye before speaking up again.

”Where are you two headed?” He asked, trying to deviate from the situation.

”Oh just our regular trip to the city, selling herbs and whatnot,” smiling at Raven still, Brenna couldnʼt help biting her lower lip. ”But…Um, maybe that can wait?”

”Mom!” Noticing how everyone was staring at them, Aerin pulled her mother close while glaring right into her eyes. ”Donʼt make a scene.”

Slowly turning her gaze at Raven, Aerin forced a smile and whispered.

”Weʼll meet you at the Inn, right?” Raven simply nodded.

With plans to meet up later, Aerin got her mother into the carriage and continued their herb-selling trip. Picking up his pace as well, Raven continued on his way to the Boartooth, although before getting there he caught a glance of Helga and Aria walking side by side on the streets.

ʼWhat are they talking about?ʼ He wondered but didnʼt stop to ask.

”Will you stop following me? I have to get my daughter from the community school and those gloves youʼre wearing might trigger them,” striding faster and faster in a lush silky blue sundress, the blonde barbarian was nearly unrecognizable. Topped with a straw hat to escape the heat, Helga held it down on her head so it wouldnʼt be swept away by the burning west winds.

”Well then answer my question!” Following Helga relentlessly, Aria showed no signs of giving up just yet. ”How the hell do I get these gloves off!”

”Tear your own arms sweetheart, thatʼs what I did,” Helga replied, her face contorted with frustration.

”You know I canʼt do that!” Aria shot back.

The back and forth continued even as the two reached the school where Helgaʼs girls went to study. And the moment they saw their mother, they quickly rushed over to her. With a pep to their steps, they hopped about before grabbing Helgaʼs hand with a smile plastered over their faces.

”Who is this?” Asked the pixie-haired teen.

With a sigh, Helga turned to Aria but before speaking to her, she glared at her in warning.

”A friend, I guess?” Turning around to leave the school, Helga tried to get herself and her daughters away from the dark elf. ”Just ignore her, besides, I made something special for you at home.”

Genuinely smiling for once, the Valkyrie led her daughters towards their house, but just on her way to the school, Aria continued to follow her around. Curiosity about the dark elf, her daughter kept staring at Aria whenever their mother wasnʼt looking.

The sight of a dark elf was rare in these parts, unless of course, you went underground to the maze where all manners of creatures made love to each other.

”W-whatʼs your name?” Asked the more bashful twin girl with long blonde hair.

For a moment Aria didnʼt even realize that sheʼd been asked a question, but the moment she did, she quickly gave an answer.

”Aria, whatʼs yours?” She questioned, smiling.

”Stella!” She responded, smiling back.

”Mineʼs Tatiyana!” Added the pixie right after her sister.

”Donʼt talk to her girls,” Helga advised, but just like their mother, they had always had the itch to break the rules.

Staying quiet for only a few steps, Tatiyana whispered something strange that left Aria a bit baffled and confused.

”Weʼre dragons~” Hearing her sister, the other daughter giggled which only added to the confusion as to whether or not they were speaking the truth.

”Youʼre as much of a dragon as Iʼm a penguin! Shut up!” Despite their attempt to be quiet, nothing escaped Helgaʼs ears.

Tensing up at their motherʼs voice, both of the teens turned their heads straight and only looked in the front until they finally arrived at their house. There waiting for them at the doorsteps was a furry white dog wagging its tail. Rushing right over, the girls took him inside the two-floored building which in Athenia was a damn near luxury.

”Now will you answer me?” Aria asked, testing her luck one last time before finally giving up.

Tired of her nagging, Helga stared at her for a while before heaving a deep sigh of defeat.

”Fine, come in and Iʼll see what I can,” inviting her in with those words, the Valkyrie knew it was time to uncover some old and dusty memories. Ones that sheʼd rather have buried but was forced to prick out.