Guild Wars

Chapter 1237: Wretched Squad

The barracks quickly became quiet as the other occupants felt stifled, sharing looks and wondering how to handle this fellow. In as much as they acted like they wanted to not care, the issue was that they did!

If this fellow died, then what was the point of everything? Also, it would ruin their already problematic performance report as they were slated for punishments, and they would kindly like to reduce that punishment rating thank you very much!

A person who had not yet spoken cleared her throat, being a diminutive purple-skinned female that was similar to serval that was slightly anthropomorphic.

"Erm… Warrior Draco, please forgive the rudeness of my compatriots. Despite what just happened, I still believe an introduction is necessary so that the squad can properly get to know each other." She suggested respectfully.

Draco turned around on his bed lazily and glanced at the squad in a casual posture.

"Sure then, one by one everyone." Draco prompted with a smile.

His demeanor seemed as if he didn't not take them seriously, which made many frown, but they decided to let things go for the better good for now. As long as they could secure his cooperation, it was fine!

Draco yawned openly. The thoughts of these fellows were laughable, and their train of logic was enough to make the biggest idiot feel confusion.

'Tsk tsk, those elves must have bullied these fellows into deep stupidity.' Draco thought with a piteous look towards the group, which rightly unsettled them.

"Well, my name is Clove and my ability lies in creating situations for my teammates to utilize their abilities, an offensive supporter. I can buff you with certain boosts and also place a marker on you that allows you to teleport back to where I am on command." The Purple Serval continued with a weak smile.

"Ohh, nice to meet you Clove~" Draco waved daintily, making Clove smile despite herself.

"Well, you've heard my name already. I am Byron, and I am the front line tank of the team. My tattoos allow me to call on the power of the land and embolden myself, making my defenses near impenetrable." The bronze-skinned baldy folded his arms and said.

Draco glanced at his prosthetic leg. "Near impenetrable huh? Not very reassuring."

Byron's face darkened and he clenched his fists. "I lost my leg trying to save our last teammate. I sincerely hope you have the strength to back up your attitude."

"Hmm." Draco murmured nonchalantly, not engaging the fellow at all.

Because he could tell from the guy's thoughts that he fully intended to kickstart another play and scheme to subdue him somehow so that their squad could stop reducing in number.

After a spell of silence, Lia couldn't help but cross her calves and laugh. "Hello~ My name is Liandra, but you can call me Lia~"

"Hi Liandra~ What's your ability?" Draco immediately changed his behavior to very friendly, making Byron feel stifled.

"Hmm, me? I'm very sneaky and very quick~ Sometimes I act as the scout, sometimes I act as an assassin~" Lia revealed with a coy smile, placing her finger on her lip with narrowed eyes.

Draco nodded and then glanced at the tiger man who spoke first. He placed his saber down and sighed.

"My name is Makar, and I am a frontline fighter. While I am not as resilient as friend Byron, I can also withstand some hits while dishing out some pain." Makar said with a nod towards Draco and flicked a claw over the body of his weapon.

Draco acknowledged this and then glanced at another person in the squad, who was a being similar to a dragonman, but was actually a type of lizardman, with dark scales and a bandolier around his chest.

"The names Sarkin, and I handle item production as well as equipment maintenance within the squad. I can fight too, but its not very wise to put your tools man to the field." He greeted with a casual smirk, tinkering with something idly.

This entire time, he hadn't even bothered to raise his head to engage with the ongoing drama.

"Hello, I am Darlia. I focus on healing the team and keeping everyone refreshed as much as I can." A female with blue colored skin and a semi translucent body spoke with a gentle smile, being one of those who hadn't spoken earlier during the play.

However, Draco knew that she generally shared their intentions to prevent more losses, so he wasn't going to assume she was benevolent based on her duties and demure disposition.

Still, he waved at her kindly and responded. "Hello Darlia~ My safety will be in your hands in the future~"

Draco then looked over to a wolf-like male that was similar in appearance to a werewolf but had multicolored red and blue fur along with human eyes and surprisingly minimal fur.

"And you." Draco prompted rudely, with a look of boredom.

"Greetings, I am Varon and my duty is to assist in controlling the enemy. I will prevent them from dealing fatal attacks and execute strategies on the team." The fellow stood up and greeted with a rather gentlemanly bow, his voice clear and refined.

However, Draco had already moved over to the next fellow, which left Varon speechless. Why was this fellow's treatment towards the females so different from the males?

"Hmph, I don't like you runt boy, you are too arrogant, and I feel your utility will be limited." A burly male who was mostly magitech spoke with dissatisfaction.

Draco glanced over with disinterested and snorted without saying anything, covering his mouth. The face of the male became cold as his two robotics eyes flashed a red color in anger.

"My name is Kalion, and I handle the battle stratagems and on field observation of the overall situation. I also handle communication with headquarters. You would do well to remember that when its time for deployment." The fellow eventually stated with a cruel smile.

"Oh my, how scary!" Draco exclaimed insincerely before turning his eyes to the final male of the squad.

"Gerrick. My job is to make sure the enemy is dead." A male archer that was actually pure human spoke, his frazzled beard barely covered by his green scarf. He had dead fish eyes and lazed on his bed, not participating in the previous conversation much.

Finally, there was the one who had been staring at him with blazing eyes the entire time, her eyes seemingly devouring Draco from head to toe.

"Jenna. However, you already know who I am and I can promise you that my name will be a staple in your life as you moan in ecstasy once I penetrate you eventually." She said with a playful smile.

"However, my duty is the main fighter. Our squad relies on my strength the most to deal with the enemies we face, while my aerial mobility means that I can engage and disengage when I want." She explained while moving to her bunk and sitting down, crossing her legs casually.

"Mmm, interesting. And what about you captain? Got a name?" Draco scanned everyone and then looked to the half-orc squad captain with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Mirakil. My duty is to be better at your tasks than all of you put together, and be the last one standing when you all eventually die." He introduced himself with a smirk and folded his arms, not at all ashamed at being outed earlier for his hypocrisy.

"Hoh hoh, what an interesting squad. As I told Boss Mirakil, I am more of a fighter who used close combat methods, but I can probably beat Jenna until her donger falls off and makes her a real woman." Draco introduced himself casually.

"Pfff!!" Liandra and Darlia couldnlt help but laugh, while Byron and Makar had their lips twitch.

Mirakil bellowed with laughter while Gerrick lowered his head to hide his smile.

The rest generally reacted with amusement while Jenna herself frowned deeply, but decided to drop it.

"I see we've finally got our squad clown. I hope your skills are as good as your mouth." Jenna retorted with a hint of coldness.

Then she suddenly smiled as her eyes narrowed. "No, in fact, I hope that your mouth is your best suit because it would be euphoric to plug it with my huge cock."

Draco laughed. "Just for that, I'll ask one of my wives to revert your genetics to make you fully female then have you bear at least 50 children for me."

Jenna sneered, not believing that this fellow nor whatever wife he had could achieve such a feat. However, his mention of a wife made her breath catch, as she began to fantasize about defiling Draco while his wife watched on helplessly, knowing she will never be able to make him display lewd expressions like she could.

… Draco blocked Jenna's mind from his psychic scanning because it was so foul that he was struggling to maintain his smile.

If he continued to view that rubbish, he would probably be traumatized and end up destroying this entire realm in a fit of anger.