Having taken a bath Prin came back fully cleaned up and ready for the day. Micky took stock of things. The girls would have to stay at the house until the class was over. While Prin had had quite a few strangers with benefits over that was the entire point of her escapade, she wanted them to know she was going out of town and wasn’t coming back, period.

Prin thought back on things, maybe she had gone a bit overboard but it was just the way of things. She had lost her virginity at 11, not in a bad way though. She was horny and realized what the bandits were doing to the girls, and boys for that matter. And, she wanted in, so she joined in. Say what you will, but they weren’t bad at things, they knew that if the partner enjoyed what they were doing then they would try harder. Many of the girls and boys weren’t at a quality or a ransom to go to the nobility so they would get sold off to the brothels. That meant experience, because while a girl could get a few more bucks to lose her cherry, she could pull in a lot more if she was trained properly.

Prin remembered the scraggly little tapeworm that had taken her V card with fond memories, it was terrible but it wasn’t bad. Then her dad killed him painfully when he found out, which was before things could get good. Of course, being the precocious little imp she was, she wanted more. By 13 she was slipping into the training area for those that were willing and hadn’t given up on life. She knew what was going on, but she was raised a bandit so she didn’t give a rat’s ass, still doesn’t really. Her dad stopped punishing the trainers after the first time and started killing off the guards. After that, they started to get really good at spotting her and she couldn’t sneak in anymore. By 15 she was completely ostracized by all the boys in the camps and none would touch her, a little bit frustrating for a girl that had learned to like what she liked. Her mom however approved, so she made sure to implant the importance of certain things and what to watch out for. So Princess had to satisfy her curiosity and cravings with girls until now, since her dad wouldn’t ask questions of what she was doing with her girl friends… Good times.

Oblivious to Prin’s ruminations about life, her’s in particular. Micky had gathered up what he needed to go out. He had nearly been whipped out from buying that enchanted gear for Jeff’s team. Luckily he wasn’t footing the bill alone but that still didn’t help. He was fairly lucky as far as adventuring went and it had still just barely covered their expenses. Luckily it was a one time deal, though he would need to cover more of their expenses later if he wanted them to stick around. However, that was not his problem right now, his problem right now was that he needed to get himself an appropriate set of gear.

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“Hahaha, Don’t worry I’ve got it all set up right here! It’s all good to go.” Said Micky’s troll teacher as he smacked him around with a ‘friendly’ pat on the back.

Micky looked at his new armor. The leatherworker had added his [Minotaur Kilt] to the standard centurion light armor ensemble. He wasn’t wearing the heavy armor sets that other officers might wear, not everyone can have a full set of legionair plate and run around on the battlefield all day. Micky had the plumage sticking out of his head and could only worry that it would make him a target. However, there wasn’t much he could do, it was a requirement of the position. And of course he had to pay for it himself. Had he had his way he would have gone full protection with high leveled enchantments for simple weight reduction as he walked around in full plate. As it was he would be doing his own enchanting on the gear, simply having the proper magical conductivity on the gear to properly enchant had set him back more then he would have liked. But what did it matter? He and Prin would be living off of the Baron’s coin for the time, though the baron and other nobles always had ways to make that coin back from the soldiers somehow.

Micky looked at himself and had prin evaluate him in his new armor. “You look like a stick figure is wearing a valuable painting of armor. I just hope it stands up as well as it looks.” Said Prin. Micky had to agree. He had the Plumage on top, a kind of aqua to go with his ‘house’ which was a complicated story Micky didn’t want to get into right now. Then there was the leather chest armor which was sleeveless. This was form fitting, but had random chest muscles that Micky did not have… It just looked so weird with his skinny little arms that stuck out the side of his armor with no sleeves to protect them. He would have to change that… Then there was the remodeled [Minotaur Kilt] That had become a leather skirt with split leather pieces that would protect his scrawny little legs from a sweeping sword strike. On his legs were grieves, the first thing that actually looked like it was in his size, though all of the outfit fit perfectly. And finally he wore tall sandals with reinforcement to protect his feet, though they were still open toed. All in all, he looked like he was wearing his dads armor, and he was the runt of the litter. Worse, nothing actually looked out of place when you looked at it closely. Micky sighed. There was nothing he could do about it.

“There ain’t no thin’ wrong wit dat armor gal’, though I can’t say the same fo’ the wearer.” Said the troll in the room. Everybody had to agree, the armor was impressive. Micky couldn’t wait to enchant it, though he was loath to perform enchanting. It was inevitable, as a mage he had a knack for enchanting, in spite of his real passion in alchemy. They were the only two professions he kept up with.

Micky retrieved his other supplies from the troll, and the troll didn’t even bother with the extra service. It was a perk from making friends with your master, though he still tipped the apprentice that did the deliveries. Micky knew how it felt to do what they did, even if for him it wasn’t really to feed himself.

Looking at his preparations Micky was ready to go, he would have a party with the girls before he was off, since he wasn’t going to see them for three months. He had given Jeff and crew the run of the house he had rented while he was away, this would double as the guild base for the time being, indebt Jeff and crew to him more for almost nothing, and keep the unwanted away from the girls while Prin and himself were away. Micky had decided to keep Squishy with the girls anyway since she wasn’t keeping up as well as she had been and this would allow her to level better. Speaking of she had evolved once since all this time. It had been a surprise to see the flash of light that woke up the entire neighborhood. And know squishy had become a proud [Tentacle Slime]! The girls seemed to have broke inside when they learned of Squishy’s choice in evolution, now with four tentacles swishing around her. But Micky thought her evolution was cool! Well Mrs. Dodderson also seemed to agree with Micky for some reason but Micky didn’t know why that was. It didn’t matter though at least he had one person on his side.

Now with the girls waving him off Micky Prin and mags walked off to the gathering sight of the army the baron had gathered for the expedition and skirmish with Herleeish. They were the perpetrator’s of the attack orchestrated by the isekai on the baron. Funnily enough, they had already sent a delegation to Aene to negotiate a non-aggression pact so that they could face off against their neighbors in the war. But another faction had decided that if the nearest settlements were decimated by an assault then they would not be able to even consider it. This did no work so well for them since they were now actively sending a skirmishing army up to raid their countryside in a multipronged assault. Even if it was just a weak hearted retaliatory strike.