ocean-life Case 319: Duty calls.
Case 319: Duty calls.
Case 319: Duty calls.
''Argh... why must it be now?!''
''There's no time to waste! Get ready quickly!''
''Did they say to gather at the south tower?! Wait, somebody! Help Sylvia out!''
''I'm fine!''
Swallowing the last gulp of semen, I quickly zip up my skirt, tuck into a sweater, put on a pair of high thighs, and throw on my coat before running up to the wine drawers to see my reflection in the glasses.
After checking that everything looks and smells normal, I turn around and begin to help the others tidy up their messy appearances. Most can take care of themselves... if I didn't let out such a heavy dose of aphrodisiac during the 'group fight' earlier.
It was my fault, yes; it was also totally unpredictable. Who would have thought that there would be a large-scale disaster striking right when we were having such exciting sex...?!
Well, I mean, it was a good runtime of two consecutive hours, but nowhere enough for my insatiable self right now. Nonetheless, when duty calls, we, as the party fighting for the world's peace, have to respond to HQ.
For one, we are effectively under my dad's command regarding broader strategies, but I am the leader in other scenarios. Eva doesn't belong to anyone or anything—rather, she is above everything, so she has already gone out to examine things on her own.
The brief communication that hit us earlier said that anomalies have appeared across the continent, not just here at the border or beyond the border. I don't know what these 'anomalies' are at the moment, but if they pose a convincing threat, this might just be Eve's biggest move yet.
Feeling a bit nervous, I activate my magic and teleport everyone to the designated location.
''Holy...''
Right upon our arrival, an impressive yet concerning sight is perceived.
From inside the briefing room, which is quite tall compared to the surrounding structures, we can have a comprehensive look at a good portion of the border.
And... it's already filled with soldiers lining up or preparing weapons.
It's a scene straight out of a movie. I'd imagine the other places are similar to this one, too.
''You're here, Sylvia. You guys, too.''
''Dad.''
''Sit down. I'll brief you through this, okay?''
Letting out a sigh, Eva walks toward Liana. ''It is not corrosive on the outside, but I cannot guarantee the inside. Be careful.''
''Oh, okay... have you tried to destroy it? Was it successful?'' The flat-chested elf asks, receiving an imbue from Eva in the meanwhile.
''Yes, but I merely evaporated it whole with my power.''
''Ah, so it's like that.''
After nodding to herself a bit, Liana pulls out her scythe and starts to crack her joints. She looks excited, almost as if enjoying the occasion. And now that I have a chance to witness her full power after a while, I can tell she got much, much stronger.
''Here we... go!''
Despite that, Liana's scythe, which is juiced with divine power to its maximum capacity, barely does anything to the crack. The sounds of that weapon being bounced away are like those when we hit a rock with a wooden stick.
''Huh.... this one's real cheeky.''
Muttering to herself something, Liana's face soon begins to get serious.
In an instant, a powerful aura bursts out of her body, and with an amount of divine energy so thick and abundant it oozes out of the scythe's steel, she throws her arm toward the fissure, sounding a loud screech.
Follow that—a blast.
''Damn...''
You know, I sometimes do get worried that I will be surpassed by this idiot or someone else in my party because I focus on sex too much while they go out and actually fight.
...It's fine, I suppose.
In any case, the crack has been... shattered. That is the closest word I can come up with. Pieces of the fissure fall to the ground, turning into millions of stardust and are scattered into the wind...
Until they don't.
''Eh?''
For whatever reason, the dust gathers in one place, soon forming a strange-looking creature towering over us. It has a ghastly dark green color for its body, four big flowers hanging in four directions, and countless ten—
—t-tentacles...?