Deadmeat Saga

Chapter 39 – Analyze Status’s dirty use. You can persuade someone like that?!

"The hunting team? Let them in." Gerhart raised an eyebrow and said.

Moments later, two individuals entered the house, a man and a woman.

The man looked like a hairy, bulky, and balding bear of a man with scars, half a head shorter than Gerhart. On the other hand, the woman had an Amazonian beauty only slightly shorter than Gerhart, a claw mark on her cheek, and a wild, tomboyish look.

"I am Wolfgang, the hunting team vice-captain. Nice to meet you!" The bulky bear gave a friendly, toothy smile and extended his meaty hand for a handshake.  

"Nice to meet you. I am Gerhart, and she is Hope." Gerhart smiled, shaking his hand, feeling complicated.

He learned from Havre about the hunting team, and Wolfgang was the guy with the crotch injury. In other words, he suffered from ED.

"Poor bastard. I promise I will help you with that, so forgive me for wanting to cuck and brainwash you." Gerhart thought.

"I am Romilda, a tamer and spear thrower. I'm 22, single, and chaste, by the way." She said with a playful grin.

"Well, that's straightforward..." Gerhart thought.

"Romilda, save that for the feast tomorrow," Wolfgang said with a frown.

"But then he would be swarmed by the other girls... and I hear he already selected Havre..." Romilda pouted.

"Romilda." Wolfgang sternly said. 

"Okay, okay..." Romilda raised her hands.

"Sorry about that. Let's not waste daylight and go to the kennels." Wolfgang said.

"Agreed." Gerhart nodded.

Leaving Hope in the house, Gerhart followed the two hunters while secretly viewing their Status.

Name: Wolfgang Elkington
Race: Human
Age: 29
Sex: Male
Level: 33

Skills: 

Base Stats:

Secondary Stats: (+)

Talents:

{Grit(Evolvable): Greatly increases body survivability and pain tolerance, allowing one to survive and function even after receiving debilitating or fatal injuries without the body shutting down. Can evolve.}

Wolfgang had seven talents, two of which were advanced and one unique. It was the highest he had seen so far. They were mostly related to pure fleshly prowess and health. Furthermore, Grit can evolve.

"He must have received quite a blow in the crotch to have ED..." Gerhart thought. "And it also makes poisoning him probably an invalid tactic. I guess cucking him to poison his food is a bad idea, and it would leave a bad taste in my mouth." Gerhart thought.

Wolfgang didn't know that his likability and poison resistance saved him from being cuckolded.

Name: Romilda Elkington
Race: Human
Age: 22
Sex: Female
Level: 26

Skills: 

Base Stats:

Secondary Stats: (+)

Talents:

{Advanced Tough Body(Upgradable, Evolvable): Increases the body's toughness and shock absorption and greatly improves the ability to learn pure physical defense skills. Can Upgrade and Evolve.}

{Taming(Upgradable, Evolvable): Increases affinity with animals and intuitively allows efficient taming and drawing upon an animal's talents. Can Evolve.}

"Wow, not one, but two evolvable talents! This village is full of talent! And that body sure is sturdy. I bet I can go as rough as I want." Gerhart thought.

So far, Gerhart held himself back with the villagers, and only Hope, who received a significant amount of energy, could handle him completely. Romilda was the exception to this rule, however.

And then, a thought occurred to him. "Is Romilda truly a virgin? Can Analyze Status see into it?"

He wanted to see how far he could pry into one's privacy. What he didn't expect was that when he tried-

Gender: Heterosexual Female
Status Conditions: Virgin(Hymen intact), Healthy, Moderately Fatigued, Sexually Frustrated, Slightly Horny.
Menstrual Phase: Post-menstruation
Body Proportions: (+)

"Too much information! But it explains why she is so straightforward." Gerhart thought, noting the Sexually Frustrated and Slightly Horny parts. "But now that I see it, what would happen if I had Empyrean Eyes?" He wondered.

Gerhart then hesitated for a moment and checked Wolfgang.

Gender: Heterosexual Male
Status Conditions: Healthy, Sterile(Severely damaged testicles), Slightly Fatigued, Depressed.
Body Proportions: (+)

"Poor bastard... When you become my Thrall, I'll try to heal you..." Gerhart thought.

Soon, the trio arrived at the kennels. Gerhart saw that most of the cages were still empty, but he saw Farus and a regular wolf in separate cages.

When Farus noticed Gerhart, he immediately sat upright and wagged its tail. "Woof! Wruf!" [Master! I was so bored!]

On the other hand, the other wolf, a black-furred slender one, was warily eyeing Farus and the newcomers.

"Oh! Someone is excited to see their owner." Romilda smiled and approached Farus's cage without fear and opened it.

"Wrrwuf! Ruf Woof!" [Thanks! Strong human female in heat!] Farus said, walking up to Romilda and sitting down while wagging its tail.

"Oh, god! Please, don't let her understand!" Gerhart had a cold sweat.

Luckily, Romilda's talent didn't include understanding an animal's language. Smiling, she petted Farus a bit. "Well, aren't you a clever boy? Usually, wild Dire Wolves would even bare their teeth at me! But he seems to have adapted to the hierarchy quickly and considers himself part of the pack." Romilda explained.

"Ho. It does seem far smarter than the new wolf we caught a week ago." Wolfgang rubbed his chin, eyeing the other wolf.

"She will take some time to acclimate. Our last Dire Wolf died a month ago, so it is hard to put them in line." Romilda said and retracted her hand.

Farus, now free, walked over to Gerhart's side and sat silently like a loyal hound.

"Wow! If I didn't know better, he is so well-trained! How did you do it?" Romilda asked with wide eyes.

"Farus is smart, and he knows some tricks," Gerhart said and turned to Farus. "Farus, stand."

"Woof!" Farus stood up.

"Lay on the floor."

Farus lay on the floor.

"Roll over..."

Gerhart then showed Farus's tricks. More precisely, it was that Gerhart could convey his words to Farus.

"Hoo! That's good!" Romilda's eyes shone.

"If he is this well-trained, we can give him more freedom. But we should still be careful with children, just in case." Wolfgang commented. 

"Yeah, it would be a disaster if he became jealous or tried showing dominance." Romilda nodded.

"Well, that's true," Gerhart said.

"Well, usually, that is. I can order Farus not to do it." Gerhart thought.

"Now that we have a new Dire Wolf, do you think you can use him to put the other wolf in line?" Wolfgang asked.

"That is possible. Gerhart, can you try commanding your Dire Wolf to control the other wolf? Wolves are highly hierarchical, so if Farus becomes the new wolf's leader, it will more willingly listen to us." Romilda said.

"I can try," Gerhart said and turned to Farus, pointing at the other wolf. "Farus. Put the other wolf in line."

"Woof!" [Leave it to me!] Farus raised his head.

Walking over to the cage, he looked at the black wolf and barked.

"Woof! Woof!" [Hey, weakling female! I am in charge of you now!] Farus arrogantly barked.

"Grr... Woof!" [Fuck you, I don't need to take orders from you!] The female wolf threatened back.

"Grr... Woof! Woof!" [Shut up, bitch! I can smell you are in heat from miles away! If you don't listen to me, I will violently rape you to submission!] Farus threatened.

"Whimper..." [P-Please don't...] The female wolf shook in fear.

"Wuf. Roof. Woof." [Then follow me and serve these humans. They will give you good food and protection. And if you do, I will more gently mate with you.] Farus said. 

"Wuu..." [Please do. The itch is unbearable.] The female wolf approached the cage and lowered her head.

"Woof." [Serve well.] Farus said, placing a paw on the wolf's head through the bars, showing his dominance.

"I... You can persuade someone like that?! That's horrible!" Gerhart's lips twitched.

"Wow... Farus sure has a knack for subduing others." Romilda said, surprised, and approached the cage.

"Y-Yeah... Hahah..." Gerhart warily laughed.

Romilda walked over to the cage and crouched, patting the female wolf's head. The female wolf didn't resist and even licked her hand.

"Oh... Quite the attitude change! Not bad. I'll let you out." Romilda smiled and opened the cage.

"Eh? Wait..." Gerhart wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

When the cage opened, the female wolf walked out and showed her rear to Farus. Moments later, Farus already mounted the bitch and started humping her, leaving the trio speechless.

"..."

"..."

"... I'm leaving," Wolfgang turned around and said with a dark expression.

"A-Ah... Yeah. See you tomorrow..." Romilda said with a bitter expression.

After Wolfgang left, Romilda turned to Gerhart and whispered. "Wolfgang had an accident a year ago that damaged those parts. He has become depressed since then, so try not to show things next to him."

"I'll try..." Gerhart said with a bitter look.

As a fellow man, he could relate. He already knew Wolfgang was depressed, but it seems that he underestimated how bad it was.

The two then fell silent as they watched the two wolves mate, Farus soon knotting the female wolf.

"Do we need to stay here like this?" Gerhart warily asked.

"Yes, since they are still somewhat dangerous. They might stay like this for an hour..." Romilda said, her legs rubbing against each other as she glanced at Gerhart's crotch from time to time.

"Oh." Gerhart warily smiled, not noticing her sneaky glances.

Perhaps it was because of how pent up and desperate she was or because of the weird atmosphere, Romilda gathered her courage and walked to the door, locking it from inside.

"Eh? What are you doing?" Gerhart asked.

"Locking the door so the wolves won't get out... And we won't be disturbed." Romilda said, her breath ragged. She walked up to Gerhart, gently placing her hands on his shoulders, and looked him in the eyes. "Hey... Want to mate with me?"

"I... Er..." Gerhart didn't know what to say.

"I know this is sudden, but I am so pent up I can't take it anymore. I will even use contraception on myself if you want. Please..." She begged with watery eyes.

Gerhart subconsciously looked at her status again. The Slightly Horny part turned to Very Horny.

"Well, it would take an hour, and I can't say no to that." Gerhart quickly calculated the time and decided. "Okay, place your hands on the wall and stick your butt out."

Without hesitation, Romilda walked to the wall and placed her hands on it, sticking her butt out like a bitch in heat.

Watching the Amazonian beauty acting like a submissive bitch in heat, Gerhart only had one thought. "I fucking love this village..."