Yora: Mmm... Feels nice...
Yora, who was still asleep, was currently using one hand to grope and knead Ellie's chest. Ellie had no immediate reaction beyond her not talking and looking at Yora's hand on her chest.
Yora kept at this for about 3 seconds before, while still unconscious, she ripped Ellie's bandages down and shoved her face into Ellie's now bare chest.
Yora: Mmm... Is this heaven?...
Ellie looked at Yora with an annoyed Expression on her face before letting out a sigh, grabbing Yora's hair and pulling her away.
Yora: Mm, Nooo!... Don't take me away... It was so soft and warm!...
Yora was still asleep this entire time, even wrapping her arms around Ellie's Torso to try and pull herself back into Ellie's chest, but Ellie responded by punching Yora in the nose with her other hand.
Yora: OW! WHAT THE FUCK?! Aghaha... My beautiful and perfect nose! Now I'll never find a husband... Or wife...
Yora was clutching her now bloody nose and crying while Ellie put her shirt back on with an annoyed Expression still in her face.
Ellie: Looks like I have to sit in here and be hot... Can't even try and cool down.
Yora: Damn right you're hot...
She said through her hands as she clutched her nose, she was bleeding profusely, but it's hard to tell if all the blood is from being punched or if it's from being a pervert.
Ellie: Go grope the blonde over there, leave my chest alone!
Yora looked at the sobbing blonde woman on the bench on the other side of the cell, still holding her bloody nose, she was looking at the blonde, checking her out, the blonde stopped sobbing and looked back at Yora with an uncomfortable expression on her face.
Yora: Hmmm ..... No. Not interested. The Blonde is too flat chested. Took me a moment to realize that was a girl. Medium is NOT Premium! If you don't got lifelong back pain, I'm not interested! Now gimme those titties!
Yora exclaimed as she reached for Ellie's chest again, only to get punched in the nose again.
Yora: Ow!... Come on,you surely need some support on those milkies! My face is great at support!
Ellie was now putting her hand on Yora's forehead to try and keep her away, Yora was still trying to smother her face into Ellie's chest.
Cashew was watching this whole ordeal with a blank expression before letting out a chuckle, which Yora and Ellie Noticed and stopped doing what they were doing to look at him.
Yora: Oh, a kid? Sorry, these milkies are mine. Pretty sure you're old enough to be on cows milk now.
Ellie: Aren't you old enough to be on Cows milk too? And they won't produce milk unless I'm pregnant!
Yora: We can change that. Go borrow the fattie over there.
Yora said while pointing at Silvr, who was still sitting on the floor, sweating and looking absolutely miserable, not paying attention to what's being said.
Cashew: Hehehehehehehe... I think I know why she's In jail now...
He stated with a smile on his face while pointing at Yora. Yora had an Offended expression on her face after realizing what Cashew said.
Yora: Nu-uh! I don't get caught! I'm in jail because I stole from the Village Lord. Didn't think he would care about a loaf of bread.
Ellie: So, you're just gonna ignore the fact that he called you a Sex Offender?
Cashew sat up fully and started to try and use magic again. More specifically, he's trying to open the Pocket Dimension. "These Shackles don't seem to stop the use of Magic, it seems they just stop the completion of the spell." Cashew thought to himself as he tried to open his Orbs Pocket Dimension. The guards never took his bag, so everything is still on him.
After a few moments, Cashew waved his bound hands to open his Pocket Dimension, and... It worked! Kinda. The portal opened, but it was so small, not even Cashew could squeeze through.
The Cell suddenly filled with the sounds of squishing flesh, Billie Nelson the Stone Golem was still beating the Jolly Sex Offender inside the Pocket Dimension and it drew the attention of Ellie, Yora, and the Blonde.
Blonde woman: ...
Ellie: ...
Yora: Uhm... Kid. What's that sound?
Cashew: I have a Stove Golem in there.
Yora: I see... And what's it doing?....
Cashew: I caught a few sex offenders earlier today. The Stone Golem is currently beating them.
Yora: ...
Cashew: ...
Pocket Dimension: Splush...Splush...Splush...
Yora: What were those people doing?...
Cashew: Forcibly grabbing a Woman's chest.
Hearing this, Yora, who had her hand reaching for Ellie's Chest, suddenly pulled away and left her alone. Sitting straight and politely on the bench. Ellie smirked and breathed a sigh of relief.
Cashew leaned closer to the portal and called for Billie Nelson.
Cashew: Can you try and break these Shackles?
Cashew asked as he stuck his shackled hands into the portal, Billie Nelson complied andcrushed the shackles under its fingers. It also crushed Cashews hands, but his regeneration healed that up just fine. He thanked Billie Nelson and closed the Portal, his hands now free of bounding and he can move as he pleases now.
Ellie: Damn, kid. You got free, but you're still in the cell. What now?
Cashew didn't respond and looked around the cell. The walls were made of stone and the crll had iron bars. There were no guards nearby that he knew of and in the cell, near the ceiling, was a window that was protected by bars. Seeing those Bars, Cashew approached that wall and looked up.
Right when Cashew was about to open his Pocket Dimension again, he heard someone messing with the cell gate. He quickly turned around and saw a guard opening the cell, looking at the Guard, Cashew realized it was the Blonde guard from 6 years ago, the one that his Stone Golem used as a temporary club.
Blonde Guard: You little Shit! You're still alive!?
Cashew: Uh... Look! Boobs!
Cashew Shouted while pointing at the fat man, Silvr, Sweating in the corner of the cell. Yora instinctively looked and immediately looked away with disgust on her face.
Blonde Guard: Huh? Where- wait, what?... *Sigh* Kid, you're coming with me.
The Blonde Guard opened the cell door and matched in, grabbing Cashew by the shoulder and dragging him out, Cashew didn't resist as he was dragged away.
Cashew was dragged outside and thrown into a horse drawn cart full of other criminals. All of them were skinny and dirty, they looked as if they spent their entire adult lives in a dungeon, never being allowed out until now. The Blonde guard got into the back of the cart with and after a few moments, it started moving.
40 minutes. It took the cart 40 minutes to reach a small Castle in the middle of the city. The entire 40 minute ride has Cashew constantly trying to bolt out and the blonde guard stopping him immediately, the Blonde guard even started hitting Cashew on the head around the 12 minute mark. which triggered Cashews head pain and made him stop for a longer period before trying again.
When the Horse drawn prisoner cart reached the castle, it ended up in a Garrison area full of guards and knights in training. The Horse Drawn prisoner cart ended up in an underground area, which was full of guards who escorted prisoners out. Except for Cashew, Who the Blonde Guard personally escorted elsewhere in the Castle.
Cashew was eventually thrown into a cell that had a thick wooden door and no natural light source, the door was slammed behind him.
He waited a few moments before he tried opening his Pocket Dimension again, but... It failed!?
Cashew: Is this room Magic Sealing?...
Unknown voice: Yeah, it is! You're a flight risk and you know magic, so we had to put you in a special cell until the Captain gets back. Oh yeah! You remember her, it's the tall woman you nearly killed- your Golem nearly killed. Now that we got you imprisoned, people will love to see your body hang!
Cashew: I see... So 6 years ago, you thought I died?
Unknown voice: Yeah, although that injury you had... How did you survive-... It don't matter.
Cashew: if I remember correctly, you were treating me as a bigger threat than the invading nation on the other side of the village. After you thought I died, what did you tell the village?
Unknown Voice: we told them you died!
Cashew: I see...
"You told them I died and now you're gonna show up and say you failed and you're gonna kill me now?..." Cashew wondered in his head, if the village thinks he's dead, wouldn't saying that hes not bringing doubt to the people?
Cashew decided he wouldn't mention it until the Captain gets here. Even if she hates me, she seems more reasonable.
15 minutes of trying to use magic in an anti magic cell and the door opened again, the same tall Woman from 6 years ago stepped into the cell. She didn't look any different than before, still had long blonde hair, an Hourglass figure and an eternally judgemental stare. She didn't even look older. Only difference was her clothes, which were more casual, a pair of green pants and a black button up shirt that wasn't tucked in and had the top buttons undone.
She looked at Cashew, paused for a moment in surprise, grabbed Cashews chin to get a better look at his face, He frowned at this, and after realizing the Cashew is the boy from 6 years ago, She picked him up by the shirt collar and carried him away like she was holding a feral cat.
She Carried him deeper into the castle and threw him into another room, only this time taking away his shoulder bag and tying him to a chair.
She grabbed a chair and sat down in front of Cashew, looking at him one more time before asking.
Captain: How did you survive?
Cashew: I'm Mute. Can't speak.
Captain: Don't bullshit me. I specifically remember your head exploding under my Mace, yet here you are. Perfectly fine.
Cashew: No I'm not. You're seeing a ghost. You subconsciously feel guilty about killing a child and now your imagination is creating an image of me to torment you and take advantage of your guilt.
The Captain had a confused look on her face, not understanding what the kid is trying to do.
"Hehe... Let's use some illusion magic on me. Make myself look more ghostly" Cashew planned in his head, the room he's in doesn't have any Magic Restrictions as far as he can tell, so he secretly started Casting and canceling a spell that made his body more transparent, he also started to form tears in his eyes as he's always been good at making himself cry.
Cashew: Why? Why?! Why would you kill an innocent child?...
Cashew said this all in his most sorrow filled voice that he could, his body going transparent and untransparent while his eyes were full of tears, which caught the Captain off guard, causing her to put a little distance between them.
Captain: What do you mean? You weren't innocent. You killed a man, a Guard.