After that night it was decided that Chris would travel with Alexis and Lana. They spent their days travelling and Alexis and Chris usually snuck away at night. Alexis felt bad leaving Lana alone, but she wasn't just having sex for fun. She hoped that by doing it so much, she could hopefully avoid whatever it was that made her act like some whore whenever something fucked her. It was not perfect logic, but it was not like Alexis had much else to work with. And besides, Chris was very attentive to what he knew her situation. She had not told him much about her mission at all, only enough to convince him they needed to go to Sabacc. She doubted he would believe that he was sleeping with a half-God Knight on a mission to save her divine mother anyway. So she just told him that without her armor, she was more susceptible to Lust magic, and that her mission in Sabacc was none of his business. The hunter was none too concerned, so long as he got to Sabacc with them.
Chris had kept his word at the Temple of Jar, which the new group returned to the first day of their trip. The maps pointed out several natural routes into Sabacc, the closest of which was a mountain pass beyond a small town. Chris had announced that was their route, to Alexis' slight annoyance.
"That way, are we? And why is that?"
Chris had shrugged, "To bring the minotaur horns to the buyer, of course. We did so much to get them it is a waste to not finish the job."
"We? We got raped by the monster and all you did was fire two arrows from safety!"
"Ah, but those two arrows killed the beast. All even then."
No matter how good at sex he was, Alexis could never seem to get over his casual attitude to everything. But in the end she relented when the hunter pointed out how much he was being paid for those horns. More than enough to pay for supplies and horses. And maybe new armor. The leather armor she wore was nothing compared to her Heart Knight armor. Lana seemed content in the grey robe she wore over nothing, since the minotaur saw to that. Her group consisted of a perverted hunter and former sex slave. Perfect.
The days since leaving the Temple went by without interruption. Alexis had warned Chris that they might be followed, but the hunter had not detected anyone. He had assured her that his tracking skills were honed and ready. She remained slightly unconvinced. It was on the sixth day that trouble reared as the group came to a village called Meadowgreen. Named, unsurprisingly, for its green meadows and generally bright atmosphere. Meadowgreen was a week from the town they were travelling to, and as good a place as any to rest for the night.
Chris strode down the street with his usual cheerful gait. He had offered to look around town while the girls settle into the inn. This may have had something to do with the apple in his hand. On their arrival, Chris had flirted with a standowner and gotten a free apple from her. Even more satisfying was the irate glare Alexis had given him the whole time. That and the sharp agreement for being away for a bit, and the hunter knew that the Knight was jealous. Jealous was a good emotion depending on your view. For Chris, it was a sign to her feelings. Oh yes, seeing that beautiful woman jealous over him was very good. Chris bit into the apple and glanced around without much interest. Meadowgreen was about as interesting as a mud pile. It was green, and had meadows. All done scouting. Better to let Alexis stew in her feelings alone. He would make it up to her when they snuck away.
Chris was just thinking over what position they should try next when a cry caught his attention. It had been full of panic and cut off, two things that rarely went well together. Tossing aside the apple the hunter crouched down under a nearby window. The sounds of struggle were no different from the sounds of a deer to him, and he could hear the sound of someone hitting what sounded like wood. They were in a house. Chris crept down the street until the sound was right above him; he poked his head up and looked through a window. A dark haired woman was tied to her bed and thrashing about, the source of the noise as her mouth was stuffed with a cloth. She was still clothed; her captor didn't seem too interested in her body right now. Instead he was tearing the room apart and tossing anything valuable in a sack. Chris recognized the leather armor he wore. A Blue-Steel Bandit. They were nothing special compared to any other gang, though this one was pretty confident to be breaking into homes during the day. Or pretty stupid, which was Chris' guess. A particularly loud noise from the woman caused the bandit to drop the bag and turn on her with a curse. Chris ducked his head lower to avoid being noticed as the bandit stomped up to her.
"Didn't I tell you to shut up? Well fine, I know a way to keep that mouth from giving me away."
Chris could follow this idea pretty well. Seemed to be a common idea in the world lately, now that he thought of it. Sure enough the bandit pulled out his dick and stroked it to hardness. The woman began thrashing in panic. The bandit just drew a dagger and held it to her neck, quieting her quickly. Chris cursed now that jumping in would risk a blade in her neck. The bandit pulled the cloth out of her mouth and before she had time to cry out pushed his dick in.
"Come on woman, suck me. Don't want to die do you?"
The woman shook her head as much as she was able and sucked off the bandit. The bandit smirked but pulled out quickly and gagged the woman before going back to work. He seemed more interested in looting the place then sex, which worked fine for Chris. Once the bandit turned his back to the window, Chris climbed in and motioned to the woman to stay calm. She nodded urgently and glanced fearfully at the bandit. The rest was easy for someone who lived to hunt. Chris crept up to the bandit as he searched through some draws and kicked up. The bandit cried in pain as a boot connected with his groin and swung wildly. Chris ducked under and drove his elbow into the man's gut. As the poor guy doubled over, Chris grabbed a metal pot and slammed it on his head. The thug hit the floor hard and stopped moving.
Chris dropped the pot on the bandit's head for good measure and quickly untied the woman. Once free, she clung to her savior and thanked him over and over. It took a supreme amount of willpower from the hunter to not take advantage of the situation. Alexis would not be pleased if she learned he was screwing villagers with a knocked out criminal nearby.
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"Blue-Steel?" Alexis looked at Chris then at the bandit, who was being carried off by the guards. Once the woman had calmed down, she and Chris had called for a guard and met up with Alexis. The woman was off answering questions, while Chris faced a slightly annoyed Knight.
"Just some bandit group around here. I hear the boss is pretty big, but they are just like all the other robbers and thugs."
"And you know of them how?"
Chris shrugged, thankful that she was interested in that and not why he had ended up in the situation, "You hear things where we are going. Blue-Steels tend to try and leave their mark. Meadowgreen is a pretty isolated place to leave your mark."
Alexis scowled, "Then people would know where to find their hideout?"
"Suppose. Not like there are that many places to hide around here....why?"
Alexis smiled at him and gripped her sword. Chris sighed, "Really?"
