"Is everything all right, honey? Are we safe?" Accompanying this voice, a woman emerged from inside the hut.
She was in her thirties.
Her skin was as pale as snow and her wavy hair took on an emerald green color, similar to her eyes and tied in a simple but elegant bun.
What caught Ethan's eye most, however, was her body.
The woman was a little shorter than him and had one of the biggest boobs he had ever seen in his life. Her waist was a little chubby, but this was offset by her wide hips and a large, rounded ass that barely fit into her beautiful blue dress.
"Didn't I tell you to stay inside the hut until I told you to leave? Get back inside, you fat bitch!" Stuart shouted with even more anger and arrogance in his hoarse voice.
The woman shuddered.
Her beautiful emerald eyes were watery and her steps trembling as she turned and hurried back to the hut.
'Poor woman, stuck with a man as ugly as a toad and even stupider than a goblin.
Ethan shook his head sadly before speaking: "I'm Ethan, just a warrior passing through. If you have nothing else to do with me, I'll leave now."
After speaking, the warrior turned to leave, but was interrupted by Stuart.
"Wait. I want to hire your services!" Stuart shouted, startled to realize Ethan's intentions of just leaving them there.
The road they had to follow was dangerous and they wouldn't survive another goblin attack.
"Why don't you come in and we'll have a drink while we talk about it?" Stuart smiled amiably as he stopped in front of the cabin door and signaled Ethan to come in.
Ethan paused for a few seconds.
He really wanted to just get the hell out of there, but still decided to wait and see where it went.
Without delaying too long, he passed Stuart and entered the hut.
It was a simple-looking interior, but much nicer than he had expected from looking at the outside of the building.
Its floor was covered with a soft carpet and there were two large sofas in the center and two separate beds on opposite sides.
The voluptuous woman was sitting on one of the sofas, still drying what was left of her tears with a handkerchief and trying to hide her despondent expression from her husband.
"That's Victoria, my wife. Just sit down and ignore her." Stuart said as he pointed for Ethan to sit next to his wife and sat down on the opposite sofa.
Without question, Ethan sat down and gave Stuart an even stranger look.
That man who used to act like an arrogant, brainless asshole suddenly became full of warmth? How was something like that possible?
"You're following the same road as us, so I suppose you'll be passing through Stormerga, right? So why don't you escort us there?" Stuart said as he picked up a bottle of wine from beside the sofa and handed it to Ethan.
Hearing this proposal, the young man pondered for a few seconds before giving his price. "Ten gold coins, five before the service and five after."
"TEN GOLD COINS?" Stuart punched the sofa he was sitting on and stood up aggressively. "I could hire a whole guard of twenty soldiers for a month with that much gold! I'll pay you a gold coin when we get there."
"Your guard of twenty soldiers doesn't seem to be any more efficient than I am at dealing with those goblins." Ethan smiled slightly before taking a long sip from the bottle of wine.
It wasn't a very high quality wine, a slight burn accompanying the sweetness of the liquid.
"YOU... bloody commoner! I'm a noble! You should be grateful for just being able to serve me! The rest of your kind would queue up for such an honor!" Stuart shouted.
The man's voice distorted as he bragged about his insignificant name, without even realizing that Ethan's smile had disappeared and that his hands were now firmly gripping the hilt of his sword.
Without even waiting for Ethan to reply, Stuart hurried out of the hut while huffing angrily.
"What the fuck have I gotten myself into?" Ethan muttered, as he released his grip on the weapon's handle and relaxed his posture.
Sighing heavily, he decided to take a look at the man's wife.
His vision slowly swept over her body and delighted in her curves and accentuated cleavage.
[Name: Victoria Whitemane
Lineage: None
Talent: D
Race: Human
Age: 32
Stage: Awakening (1/3)
Arousal: 3%
Corruption: 0/100]
Under Ethan's burning gaze, Victoria shuddered and her face took on a slight red tinge as his gaze also fixed on her, falling down his beautiful face to his powerful body.
[Skill: Dragon's lust was automatically activated, affecting all females within a 10-meter area.]
[Victoria was afflicted with +7% arousal.]
'Hm?' Ethan arched his eyebrows and a small twinge of discomfort rose in his chest.
'Can't I control when this ability is active or not?' he asked mentally.
[No.]
Hearing the system's response, Ethan sighed before focusing on the woman once more.
"I... we... hm..." Victoria opened her mouth, but choked on her own words and paused for a few seconds before speaking: "We can't afford to pay you..."
"That's a shame." Ethan spoke and started to get up, but was interrupted by Victoria's hands grabbing his cloak and making him sit down once more.
"But I can give you something..." The woman spoke once more, leaning her body towards Ethan and pressing her huge breasts against his chest.
Her pair of pale, smooth mountains were more than big enough to envelop Ethan's entire chest with a pillow of incomparable softness.
[Victoria was afflicted with +10% arousal.]
"Hm... like what?" Ethan smiled.
A slight hint of depravity crept into his voice as he brought his face close to hers.
Shuddering, Victoria bit the corner of her plump lips.
She didn't want to do it, but her husband was an ignorant bastard and knew full well that they would probably be nothing but sun-dried corpses in a few hours if they tried to make the journey alone.
Moving to stand face to face with Ethan, Victoria knelt between his spread legs and grabbed her enormous boobs, placing them on the warrior's lap and sending a seductive glance in his direction.
[Victoria was afflicted with +5% arousal.]
"Hm... I accept." The smile on Ethan's face widened even more as the sleeping dragon in his pants woke up, feeling the weight of her breasts in his lap.