The Transmigrated Novelist

That wasn't even the most pressing problem at the moment, as the merchant guild wasn't going through an exactly peaceful period.

From the moment of birth Alma had been treated like a blind and useless woman, but who would have thought that not only she wouldn't accept her fate, but she would even work harder to reverse it.

No one knew what exactly was driving her to go to those extents in order to change her destiny and the situation she was found in.

Since she was a little girl cousins, maids, servants, and even her older relatives had bullied her for her gender and her invalidity, benefiting that she was blind and couldn't identify them.

Even worse she couldn't even reveal the fact that while she couldn't see normally she had the Crystal Eyes of the Truth because her parents had forbidden her to do so.

While that would help her escape her bullying and raise her value and worth in the merchant guild, it would also seal her destiny and future to someone who wanted her eyes.

She had grown up amidst all those difficulties. The only place she would find peace and tranquility was the merchant guilds library area.

A new world opened in front of her with each extra book that she read. She would have never left that colorful world of hers to deal with this stupid outside world if it weren't for her mother's death.

Someone killed her mother, the only person that loved her unconditionally, the only person that connected her with this world.

She didn't know much of her father besides the fact that once she became 18 she would be announced to the world for her eyes, and then sent to some organization or power for profits towards the merchant guild.

But her mother's death changed everything for her, as she even threatened her father with her own life, to have him allow her to find the culprit of her mother's death.

Once she had taken the direction of a part of the merchant guild and used all the ideas in the books she had read, her capital and the merchant guild started to grow like mushrooms after the rain.

She was a true merchant talent in the eyes of the merchant guild, so great a talent that her father even decided against sending her away.

It was a good thing that he was quite the prudent merchant and hadn't sold her or promised her to someone else already, so her time to find the culprit got extended, but she didn't lower her intensity.

Her sudden rise in the ladder and her search of the culprit seemed to have made her step upon many cats tails, as a lot of noises and rumors had re-spread about her.

Not only that, but many assassins had been trying to reap her life lately, if it weren't for Baldy by his side, or Roy on the latest encounters she would have had a lot of troubles staying alive.

Still, despite all this, she had no intention of stopping whatever she was trying to do. Quite on the contrary she became even more decided, as this was a clear indicator she was getting closer to her targets.

At first, she had thought of making use of Roy, just like her father was trying to make use of her, but she had never thought that Roy was much more terrifying than she thought.

If Roy hadn't taken her inside Gaia, so that she met with Amelia and the others she would have been still extremely ignorant of the fact.

One could call her extremely lucky and she wouldn't be able to refuse that claim. Had she continued with her previous plans, not only herself but the whole merchant guild would have gone down with her.

On the other hand, Roy didn't show much emotion on his face as he heard all her words, as he was just enjoying the time inside the carriage that was being pulled by two big horse flames.

Alma was behind him, giving him a nice massage, as his hands started roaming through her thighs. Now that she had revealed almost everything Alma was just like a naked bird in his mercy.

Feeling satisfied with the treatment, Roy finally stood up and then looking towards her with a playful smile, he said,

"Well, now it's your turn wifey, lay down!"

One look at the beauty and everyone could understand that she was a bit hesitant and afraid of what was to come, as Roy would certainly take advantage of her.

But that would happen one day, and even though she was a bit shy and inexperienced she could only try her best, and hopefully, it wouldn't be too painful, or harmful to her.

Roy could easily notice her tension and pressure through her whole body, even though he had to control himself due to her being too cute at the moment, which was rare for her, he did it.

She was already considered his, and he doubted that someone like her would accept another man easily, despite the fact that she had negotiated their marriage so fast.

It was a good thing that after what happened she had truly decided to gamble everything upon him, and now their goals and purposes truly coincided.

With those thoughts in his mind, Roy started to slowly but seriously massage her lithe body, her shoulders, her smooth back, and her enchanting lower back.

It truly took a lot of self-control to actually hold himself back when he reached her lower back in order to not continue to her breathtaking soft and squishy rear mountains.

But he managed to do it, surprising himself and the blue-haired beauty lying on the small seat of the carriage. 

Even though she felt like she didn't want it at that moment, there was a kind of expectancy in her heart about his touch.

When she didn't feel his touch for some reason she was a bit disappointed, and thoughts of not being beautiful enough to stir Roy's heart were born inside her heart.

On the other hand, Roy had to bite his lips to make sure he didn't suddenly assault her, as he continued his massage on her back.

Slowly the tension on the beauty's body started to slowly disappear, as her muscles and whole body started to relax and enjoy Roy's touch.

Feeling her body relaxation, even Roy started to feel more and more inclined to take small advantage of her, as he finally couldn't control himself anymore.

'Nhhhnnn~!'

This time when he reached her lower back he didn't stop at the border but actually continued to make his way lower and give a nice squeeze to her rear twin big mountains.

This wasn't the first time Roy was doing something like this, but he had to admit that Alma's rear mountains felt extremely special.

Soft, squishy, like springy cotton that he could play all day without getting tired. That coupled with her soul-stirring moan, made her unable to control the blood and excitement running towards his little soldier.

The little soldier immediately rose to attention, and was about to wrestle the control from the commander when a loud shout disrupted the mood inside the tent,

"Bandits! Bandits Attack!"

That shout completely disrupted the exciting mood inside the tent, as Alma felt like she had suddenly been awakened from her stupor and trance.

On the other hand, Roy cursed those damn bandits about the worst possible timing they could have picked, and went outside to make sure that none of them survived.

These guys had to pay in blood for their unknown blunder and Roy had no intention of pulling his punches.

Truly none of the bandits that attacked that time was able to escape alive from the battle, and Roy seemed especially angry and enraged.

That day many more soldiers and mercenaries made a promise to themselves to not enter Roy's bad side no matter what! Otherwise, their end might not be known, but it would surely be painful and scary.

After he was finished with the attack Roy once again returned inside the carriage, but the mood was now inexistent, or even worse.

There wasn't any more excitement in there, only a bit of weirdness and embarrassment that Alma was trying to cover with her icy character.

Roy could easily understand that his chances were extremely slim at the moment, and he would have to set up the mood once again some other time.

In the next days he did try, and a lot, but at every time that he did so, he would be co*ckblocked or blue balled from the sudden bandit attacks, making him grow angrier and more enraged with each passing time.

He didn't consider those bandits as humans anymore, as each passing day he would kill them even more brutally than the previous.

After suffering blue balls for 4th time in a row they finally reached their destination, as Badona City was now in front of their eyes.

A lot of soldiers had complicated looks on their faces as they were happy to return home on one side, but also mourning the death of their brothers in arms.

Most of the dead soldiers' families would either lose all hope and live on tatters or become part of another soldier, or man's household.

That was the best way these soldiers could help the families of their friends, by taking their wives and sons as their own. Weird but realistic!

On the other hand, the mercenaries were extremely happy and excited to have accomplished a silver-tiered mission and were excitingly waiting to spend their rewards to enjoy their life.

While Roy was finally happy that he wouldn't get blue balled by the bandits anymore…