Most adventurers, driven by the allure of fame and gold, flock to the grand cities near the royal capital, where opportunities for glory abound.
Yet, in the quiet rhythm of everyday life, it's the humble villages in the countryside that face constant peril—goblins raiding barns, wolves stalking livestock, or worse, dark creatures creeping from forgotten woods.
These villagers, poor and scraping by, can't offer coin for commissions, and their names won't echo in the songs of bards. Naturally, few adventurers bother with their desperate pleas.
I, known as the warm-hearted Eldric, a grizzled, half-retired adventurer in the prime of my middle years, am one of the rare souls who seeks out the dangerous tasks in these overlooked hamlets.
With my weathered sword at my side and a life of battles behind me, I roam the rustic paths, savoring a slower existence.
But don't mistake me for some selfless hero. My reasons for taking these meager village commissions go beyond their paltry rewards. There's something else I crave—something warm, intimate, and far more enticing than gold~
This tale weaves the story of Eldric, a man neither purely virtuous nor wicked, but a flawed, lustful soul like any other, driven by desires that burn deep in his loins.
In these forgotten villages, I find myself entangled with plain yet captivating village women—each with her own spark, her own allure. A buxom farmer's wife with calloused hands and a shy smile, a tavern maid whose laughter hides a hungry gleam in her eye, or a widow whose lonely nights ache for a man's touch~
Together, we sow passion in the quiet fields and shadowed barns, our bodies entwined in sweaty, primal dances under the moonlight~
These women, unpolished but radiant in their own way, offer me their gratitude in the most intimate of ways, their soft moans and eager caresses a reward no city could ever match~
This is the saga of a wandering adventurer, a man whose heart beats for the thrill of danger and the heat of forbidden trysts, chasing not just coin but the sweet, sinful pleasures found in the arms of village women who crave as fiercely as he does~