Chapter 40: Night camp
Butcher Demon
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The march stops at night.
This was the fifth night after we left the alien city.
A cookout is set up outside for meals. I eat dog food so it doesnât matter where I go, but Abigail and the sauvage girl canât, so we go to that eating place for dinner.
All around us were alien soldiers.
There are women as well as men among the soldiers, but Abigail and sauvage girl were still worried about being alone. At her insistence, I accompanied them to the dining room on the second night. Iâm going with them again today.
Lasher did not interfere with this level of freedom. They are the ones who lash me with the whip, not the ones who control me. They know the dangers of putting unnecessary stress on the Butcher, so they donât try to restrict my activities any more than necessary.
Iâve been in the carriage for most of the expedition, so it was refreshing to eat outdoors.
It felt good to eat in nature after such a long time. The atmosphere around the campfire was very friendly. When I go there, the air gets tense for a moment, but thatâs all. The soldiers are used to the Butcher.
Abigail, walking in front of me, is unsteady and unsure of her footing. Maybe it was because she had been watching the Butcherâs rape in a 4D theater at close range.
But still, I wish her the best. My conversation with her was going well. The progress weâve made so far has been incredible.
Thanks to her, Iâm in a good mood. I canât wait to be free and do whatever I feel like doing.
Looking around at the number of people who had gathered for dinner and their faces, we could clearly see the scale of this expedition. There were probably about forty or fifty of us. This time, it was definitely a raid on a small settlement â a .
There are three types of cities in the area that are close to the alien territory.
is a so-called military base with a runway and a large weapons hangar. This is a military base with airstrips and large weapons bunkers, where few civilians live. It also has the aspect of an arsenal.
The Fort, on the other hand, is a fortified city surrounded by high walls and heavy artillery. It is home to many civilians. It is a strong city where soldiers and weapons are stationed and fire support from Stronghold is available.
In addition to the fort, there are also human settlements, which are called colonies. This is an informal city form, a degraded version of the Fort. The walls are low and the defense is thin. You cannot expect any fire support from Stronghold.
Of course, there are traditional cities, but they are located farther away from the front lines. Most of the small towns in the fierce battle zone around here are in the form of colonies.
This battle will be easy to win with me. The colonies donât have enough heavy weapons to threaten me. Even if they did, they were few in number and would be crushed first by the aliensâ magical long-range attacks. No problem.
With that in mind, I ate up the crunchy food ahead of the others and stood behind Abigail and the sauvage girl while they ate dinner, watching them eat at the cookout.
I could see why Abigail wanted me to come with her. The girls were very conspicuous in their simple robes, and the male soldiers didnât even try to hide their fond glances at them.
Itâs not every day that someone is foolish enough to mess with the Butcherâs offering, so thereâs no danger. Thatâs what I thought, but this time there were some badly behaved soldiers in the mix.
Suddenly, several soldiers stood up and crowded my Lasher who was nearby. While the surroundings were buzzing, the Lasher was arguing with them. Well, you donât have to ask what it was.
Eventually, Lasher reluctantly came over to us, looked at the sauvage girl and Abigail, and reached out to Abigail, looking at me fearfully.
I guess Lasher, knowing that Iâve been fucking the sauvage girl for the past four days, decided that she was my favorite. I wondered if Abigail could handle a little bit of that.
Abigail let out a scream, âNO!â, stood up, and leaned back against me.
Then there was a protesting voice.
A soldier was saying something to Lasher.
Lasher was shouting something back, but then he sighed loudly and grabbed the sauvage girl by the arm and made her stand up.
From the point of view of the soldiers, the sauvage girl was good.
If Abigail was the pinnacle of healthy femininity, the sauvage girl was more muscular, like a former soldier. That must have helped her. Perhaps itâs because the aliens are a meritocracy, and they tend to prefer women with strong bodies.
â donât, help? â
Abigail asked me, poking.
â why? â
At my reply, she looked up at me in surprise.
In the meantime, the sauvage girl was assembled by the soldiers outside the eating circle and immediately began to be raped. There were wild hooting and hollering all around.
Sheâs a finished product. Sheâs been optimized for my butcher lance, so I donât think sheâll cry out too much.
See? The sauvage girl only makes small wriggling motions. She doesnât resist the insertion, but sheâs not pleased either. She just stares at the night sky with her sunken eyes.
The bloodthirsty soldier who started to fuck her first didnât seem to like it. Eventually, several of them began to gangbang the sauvage girl.
He bucked his hips for a few minutes and then stiffened his body. After a few moments of lingering, he moved out of the way and took his turn with the next guy, clapping his hands together in a good mood.
If you donât fuck her a little harder, she wonât come. If youâre going to do this, why donât you use all of the holes and fuck them all together?
Sheâs already opened up and can do anal. Sheâs always getting my hard-on, and she can handle a couple of guys.
Sometimes you just need a distraction like that. It must be depressing to be a butcher all the time. As for me, I like to show off my work from time to time.
Maybe Abigail could join us for a change.
When I looked at her, Abigailâs lips turned pale and she seemed to be trembling from the core of her body.
â whatâs, wrong â.
The consciousness of everyone here was focused on the sauvage girl. The conversation was simple. I tapped her on the shoulder and asked, and she grasped my fingers and said.
â scary, help â
and leaned in close to me.
Scary? do you think so?
Alien men are all handsome. you know?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The one sheâs holding in her mouth is a handsome elf, and the one poking her from behind is a muscular beastman. I donât know about the guy holding her, but heâs got a big beard and heâs pretty fearless.
If all of them were butchers, Iâd be scared to death, but thatâs more of a reward, donât you think? I think itâs a lot better than having some weird human guy, even better than butcher like me, trying to get youâ¦â¦.
Oh, I wonder if she cares about what I told her.
If Abigail and the others conceive a child that is not mine, they will be considered defective and may be destroyed. Thatâs why I usually donât tolerate aliens who try to take advantage of me. I donât like it when they take my work in the middle.
But with that many people, itâs okay. sauvage girl is drowning in me today, and her womb is still coated with my sperm. All the little sperm from those little bastards will be eradicated. Iâm not sure why, but Iâm confident.
The sauvage girl is now being sprayed by three people, but thatâs still nothing. I could defile the entire body from the depths of her womb in one shot. Theyâre too weak, those men.
I donât really want to give Abigail away to them because sheâs still halfway there, but Iâm not a demon either. I donât want to deprive you of all your distractions because of my petty possessiveness. Youâre my collaborator.
âOh, theyâre starting to make noise elsewhere, too.
This place is going to be an orgy soon, so youâd better enjoy it as much as you can. Iâm in a good mood because Iâve been talking a lot with Abigail the past few days, and Iâd be happy to play with you two for a special occasion. Iâd like to watch you get gang-raped from a third-person perspective. Maybe Iâll discover something new.
A large figure approached, kicking the ground bravely with a zap zap zap. That looks like a werewolf. Itâs a lycanthrope type alien.
Wolves are very slow-walkers, so it might be a little hard for them, but the thing itself is normal, so I think itâs a lot easier than me.
With that in mind, I put my hand on Abigailâs shoulder to push her forward, and she squeezed my fingers tightly until it felt painful. She squeezes her mouth shut and appeals to me with her eyes, her eyeballs trembling.
âhelp, please, Gevaudan, helpâ
I hesitated, wondering why she was so frightened, and then something occurred to me.
That was it. Abigail hadnât had sex with me once during this expedition.
Today, she had only been watching me. So in that sense, Abigail might be a little dangerous. Now, if she were to be gang-raped by a double-digit man, sheâd have a high probability of hitting pregnancy. So sheâs afraid that if she does, sheâll be disposed of. Thatâs true.
Thatâs not good for me either. Without her, my escape would be delayed.
At times like this, Iâm glad I still have a normal mind. If I were really crazy, I wouldnât have been able to take her thoughts that far.
â help â
That was all I said, and I pushed Abigail face down on the table and licked up her ass.
If I poured it all over her, Abigail would be able to play with them without worry.