Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 408 Welcome And Goodbyes - Part 2

"I...I'm sorry for what I did before," as things began to calm down, Melicia slipped away from the group and took just a moment to apologize to Tan. The raccoon boy looked at her confused, unsure why someone of her stature–that is a duchess -- would ever apologize to a servant like him.

"Sorry for what?" He asked, his eyes blinking with an empty look.

Leaning forward to match his height, Mel forced a smile on her lips and was about to brush his hand playfully but halfway through she was reminded of Tan's reaction to the last time she'd touched him. Pulling her hand away, she heaved a hefty sigh and responded.

"For making you feel uncomfortable, I'm sorry for that and if there's anything I can do to make up for it please, let me know okay?" Staring at him, Mel waited for his reply, but to her misfortune, another girl walked up behind him, the very same who'd hugged him all night at the mansion party.

"There you are~" She cooed, her voice as soothing as a songbird.

Turning around, Tan matched the girl's gaze who was nearly twice his size. Wearing a rather rugged barbarian tunic and top made of leather, the girl appeared to be an adventurer.

"Sorry, Mel but can I borrow him for a second? I wanted to talk to him about something..." Showing no courtesy as is tradition for a barbarian, the rather muscular and tall girl stretched her hand towards Tan. "Come with me for a minute will ya?"

Although reluctant at first, after a few back-and-forths between Mel and the girl, Tan took the barbarian's hand and let her lead him to the other side of the commotion. Standing upright with one hand on her hip, Mel glared at the barbarian's back, wondering just who exactly she was going on between the two.

'I guess, I'll have to apologize another time?' Although upset about being unable to settle things between her and Tan, Mel hadn't given up just yet, however, she wouldn't have to wait for long to make it up to the raccoon boy.

But for now, it was time to focus on the present. Shaking everything else out of her head, she looked to the front again. The two were already gone, but in their place was Helga approaching from a distance wearing a sunflower-pattern sundress.

The smiles those words brought on everyone's lips confirmed they were all thinking and feeling the same thing. Thus, opening the windows, the party peeked out to the people and waved their hands at the cheering folks until eventually, they were far too out of sight.

"So right to the ocean, right?" Mel asked while pulling her head back into the carriage.

Everyone's attention quickly turned to Raven, but with a moment of thought he betrayed their expectations.

"First stop, Elenaris," looking around, he reminded everyone of one of the passengers they still missing. "We need to get Linkle and also check on Lana's progress with the underground sex dungeon."

"Shit, I just remembered you promised to help Linkle with that demon situation she has, didn't you?" Amedith questioned, shaking his head already at the mere thought of headaches that task would bring.

The others felt no different, for they knew they could go against a primordial demon with no way of winning. Either way, however, with their journey back on track, there was no way they could back away; from facing the worst of horrors and adversaries.

"What demon?" But with the voice of Moxy pulling them out of their thoughts, the group realized that there were a lot of problems for them to worry about. From Moxy tagging along and an inexperienced succubus mage to getting back into the hang of things, there was just far too much for them to worry about.

"At this rate, it'll take us a month to build a ship..." And to top it off, Reina dropped another bomb.

"Build a ship?! Yelled the main party members, and to their horror, the blacksmith nodded with a mocking smile.

"How else would you learn to do repairs if the ship gets damaged in the middle of the sea?" Reina added, reminding them as to why they needed someone who'd been to the sea to tag along.

'Well fuck!' Was the sentiment shared by them at the moment.