Cursed Edgerunner Chapter 14 (Patreon)

A good cheeseburger was something a man needed every once in a while in their diet. The grease and joy of a good burger gave our hearts the fuel we needed. Just like how middle-aged women needed an oversized glass of wine to get through their day every once in a while.

Hence why I felt like I was in heaven as I sat in a smaller dining room eating a slightly oversized burger made with REAL beef from a literal cow with slow, measured bites.

Because after trying a 'real' burger back in Night City that was made from worms for protein??? Yeah, this real beef essence was like a balm to my soul.

'I should probably try to make my way to Vale, honestly. Mistral is nice and all, but I kinda wanna see the main cast of the world. Plus, if I see Cinder in Vale doing spooky shit, I won't have any problems removing her from the situation.' I thought as I took a drink of a refreshing cola that wasn't 90% embalming fluid grade chemicals and preservatives.

What kind of guy would I be if I didn't go to see what Yang, Pyrrha, and Velvet were like in this Reversed Sexual Morality world after all?

Plus, I needed to fuck a human huntress. Because I utterly refused to label a racist!

With a firm nod, at my mental promise to not be a racist asshole, I finished my burger, left a five-Lien note for a tip... Then with the help of a server, I gave the chef a fifty Lien note for making my soul heal with a real burger before I headed out.

'Now... How difficult is it to actually get from Mistral to Vale?' I mused thoughtfully as I got onto the local net with my scroll after I spent like twenty minutes dealing with the thousand-plus messages that were bogging down my scroll.

So many thirsty huntresses had sent dirty videos and shit that I had to literally hack my own scroll and disable the messaging feature entirely as it was crashing it whenever I turned on the damned scroll!

"Well, on the bright side... In this world, there haven't been any terrorist attacks via planes being used as missiles, so actually getting onto planes isn't too much of an issue. Just stupidly expensive to go from Mistral to Vale." I finished with a bit of annoyance.

But having sold a good bit of gold and silver over here. I was good with cash so long as I wasn't being stupid with it. So buying the ticket wasn't going to be any real issue, thankfully.

Seeing as I was an adult, obviously, and bought some high-quality tickets, I only had to show off my totally legit ID, I didn't hack a printer to make over the course of five minutes to make. To get onto the intercontinental Bullhead that would be heading to Vale.

And the giant bullhead itself? It wasn't a work of 'art' in my view. Loaded up with more weapons than even a MaxTech Coffin, there were three huntresses with oversized ranged weapons on their backs.

Obviously, a much safer way to travel than just taking a fucking boat across the ocean that was also filled with Grimm.

'Fuck you, Blake. Who in their damned right mind would sail across the ocean knowing there were kaiju Grimm in it and could be found somewhat commonly?' I thought helplessly.

Actually, that made me wonder about something.

'While I have like six hours to relax before I land in Vale... I might as well do some more history research! I wonder if there are actually any differences in the Faunus Right's civil war that happened, or likewise with the last Great War that happened like sixty years ago.'

I got onto my scroll using the bullhead's Wi-Fi as it had its own minature connection tower built into it in case it needed to send distress signals.

And got to reading about the faunus civil rights revolution with a happy hum as I loved history as my favorite study subject. Kinda went along with my joy of reading in general.

'Wait... The faunus civil rights war never happened.' I realized with a frown before my face twitched as I read about 'The great betrayal.'

A glorious faunus man... Who had an older sister with a semblance that could alter the genetic code of her targets was made into a genetic masterpiece who COULD fuck several huntresses at once.

That sister was fucking nuts, and refused to allow her beloved 'legal' shota kitsune brother to be further corrupted, so she stole him away. Taking him to the island of Menagerie, where a legion of human and faunus huntresses chased them down as several of them had become addicted to the fox boy, whom the older sister had purposefully kept young-looking.

And there, eternal peace was made between humans and faunus kind... Also, a new breed of super slut female fanus's spread out across Remnant as the elder sister accidentally killed herself via alcohol poisoning after being put in the cuck chair every night.

"Whelp, that happened," I said dryly as I had a feeling... The Great War was likewise an event of some women getting cucked of the man who would actually survive fucking the person with an aura.

But then, as I was reading... A soft voice rang out quietly. "Oh, and are you going to Vale for business? For family, or just for a vacation?" 

I looked over to the huntress who had brought me a larger whiskey glass that was filled damn to the brim with a single ice cube. And the first thing I noticed was how she clearly had unbuttoned part of her top so that her expansive cleavage was exposed as she leaned in towards me.

And with a glance into her eyes... Yup, she knew exactly who the fuck I was. 'Wait, if I keep fucking these huntresses and leaving evidence and pictures behind. Is it going to turn into a game of hentai Geo-Guesser as these horny huntresses try to hunt me down to for a fuck?'

So with a 'helpless' grin I cut right to the chase with a whisper. "Hey... If I fuck you in the storage closet, can you keep it a secret till like twenty minutes after the plane lands?"

The very human huntress smiled and leaned in to whisper. "Only if I can call you Daddy as you choke me out and call me a worthless bitch as you slap me around. I got a semblance that turns kinetic energy into fuel to enhance my aura regeneration. So I like to be on the very bottom if at all possible."

And you know what...

"I can do that... Gimmie five to finish this drink." I said with a firm nod as though I was called to hold the line against a line of endless grim. This sacrifice... I was more than willing to make!