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Chapter 95: The Female Orc

Junice blinked as she asked, “I have one question: how exactly did I vomit into your mouth… did I get drunk, pry your lips open, and puke straight in?”

Obviously this question had bothered her all morning.

It seemed she truly remembered nothing.

Reiner looked at the rows of posted requests and answered casually, “What do you think?”

He no longer wanted to relive last night’s scene.

Seeing that he refused to explain, Junice turned to Martina and Nora.

She asked, “Do either of you know how I managed to puke into his mouth?”

Nora shook her head and said earnestly, “I don’t know; we didn’t see it happen… when we arrived you were throwing up nonstop, the bed and your clothes were a mess, my mom took you to bathe, Martina and I cleaned the room, and then we went to sleep.”

Junice sighed, “Sorry to trouble you; I overestimated my tolerance… I had never tried that liquor before, it tasted good at first so I had a few extra cups, but I didn’t expect the kick to be that strong.”

Silent Martina suddenly chimed in, “What’s to guess? The lecherous Reiner must have stolen a kiss and you puked on him before you knew it.”

No sooner had the words left her mouth than Nora elbowed her.

Yet Junice stayed remarkably calm, even curling her lips slightly, “Is what they said true? You tried to take advantage while I was out of it and ended up with a face full of vomit?”

Reiner shook his head. “I think you’ve got the story backward.”

Junice poked his side with her staff and said, “Then tell me… what really happened?”

Reiner whispered in her ear, recounting every detail without leaving anything out.

At first Junice was still smiling, but her expression soon turned complicated.

By the end her face was completely red.

Reiner narrowed his eyes and asked, “So, is everything clear now?”

Junice dropped her head in embarrassment and jabbed him hard with her staff, “Nonsense, you definitely made that up; I can’t believe you’d say something so embarrassing.”

“You see? You’re getting worked up again!”

That reaction hit the mark.

It seemed those truly were her heartfelt words.

Although he had taken a mouthful of vomit, Junice’s response still comforted Reiner.

Junice shrugged and acted indifferent, “Either way I won’t admit it; I never said anything like that.”

Even though Reiner couldn’t hear her inner voice, her flushed cheeks still betrayed her true thoughts.

Reiner patted her shoulder, “All right, all right, I was just bragging; let’s head out… the same little village outside the city has slimes for us to wipe out, the commission is 1 silver coin, so let’s go.”

Junice puffed her cheeks and kicked Reiner lightly.

Once they reached the outskirts, Junice vented all her negative emotions on the slimes.

Each Fireball blew them to pieces, leaving not even a magic core behind.

He warned, “Go easy… without slime magic cores we can’t get paid.”

Junice planted her hands on her hips, still looking miffed, “I know, you jerk.”

Reiner glanced back at the group and finally fixed his eyes on Elyanna.

The girl was sitting on a stump, holding her staff while fishing.

As soon as Reiner approached, she became alert.

She buried half her face in her scarf and stared at him with wide eyes, “What?”

“I want to rest too; scoot over.”

Elyanna shifted aside, watching Reiner with obvious wariness.

Her guarded pose looked especially funny.

“What is it, do I owe you money? Why are you staring at me like that?”

Elyanna growled, “If you dare laugh at how short I am, I’ll fight you to the death.”

Reiner narrowed his eyes.

“Fight to the death?”

“The potato-bite incident?”

Elyanna lowered her head in grievance, “What are you laughing at? You’re so annoying; I’m not playing with you anymore.”

“No way; I braved the cold this morning to buy you fresh milk, heated it up, and even added honey so you’d get your nutrients… don’t you think it’s time to keep your promise?”

Elyanna snorted softly and tapped Reiner with her tiny fist, “Fine, what do you want to learn?”

“The spell you cast yesterday… the one that turned the surrounding pines into tree spirits.”

Elyanna’s eyes brightened adorably, “Oh, that one… you can’t learn it; common tree spirits won’t obey human commands.”

“Really?”

“I knew you wouldn’t believe me… come here, I’ll show you.” Elyanna walked to a pine and began chanting.

Soon the pine before them began to change.

With a shudder its dark bark cracked and slender arms sprouted.

The fully formed tree spirit stood motionless on the spot.

Elyanna spoke to it in Elven, “Give me your hand; I want to stand on it.”

The tree spirit knelt on one knee and laid its arm on the ground.

The moment Elyanna stepped on, it lifted her with ease.

Imitating her, Reiner said in Elven, “I want to stand up there too.”

For an instant the air fell silent.

The tree spirit remained unmoved, completely ignoring Reiner.

“Damn it…”

“So you see, even if you mastered it, it would be useless… better to learn something else.” Elyanna patted the tree spirit and whispered, “Thanks for the help; go back to sleep.”

Reiner yawned, “Then what else can you teach me?”

Elyanna trotted over to him, “How about Light Therapy? It’s far better than your Heal Water… even a severed hand can be reattached if you treat it long enough.”

Of course, by the law of conservation, any impressive spell must have its own weaknesses.

Either it required a long charge time or it consumed an enormous amount of mana.

Yet Heal Water’s curative power was limited, and Reiner badly needed a stronger healing spell.

“I’m very interested, Teacher Elyanna; please teach me.”

“All right, let’s start with… ”

Before she could finish, Nora’s inner voice drifted into Reiner’s ears.

(It feels like something is hiding in the bushes…)

“Hold on, something’s up.”

Reiner ran over to Nora, “What is it? Did you pick up something again?”

“Seven orcs are hiding in the bushes; they seem to be watching us.”

“Which direction?”

Nora had just opened her mouth when the distant thicket rustled.

A female orc with delicate features nearly human in appearance stepped out.

Martina pointed her blade at the orc’s brow and crouched, ready to charge.

The orc raised her hands high and pleaded in broken Barnite, “I mean no harm! Please don’t attack me…”

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