What do you say?" I asked. The last bit about Elenore and the knives was actually a lie, she had some talent but was still a total novice with weapons. "You are right, I was looking for scary looking guards and truth is that I have found enough to leave tomorrow. I don't want to pay for any more guards," the merchant replied. "What if you don't have to supply us with food, I pay you in coins for all that we eat?" I asked. "I don't run an travel agency, I don't like the hassle when you move past a toll station like the one at Leonard's and the traveler is discovered to be on the run from some debts to the local lord ," James Rode responded. The toll station is exactly why I was trying to get us signed as caravan guards. The toll anal guards would not have any grounds to prevent me from passing on my own, but they would demand to count our coins and know our business. The fortune I carried would surely attract notion and then every bandit from Leonard's down to the coast would come looking. Actually cutting them all down was not the problem, bandits no matter how well trained is not something that scare me. The problem is more how to deal with the bandits without spreading rumors that would make my real target, Carmen Elisa, bolt in panic. Carmen Elisa might not know it yet, but she need to die or the demon in my sword will drag me down into hell. Having Elenore with me does complicate things even further, no way she will survive a real battle with just the daily drilling at the camp site. Much better to pass more anonymously as caravan guards so that I can search for Carmen Elisa in secret. "We would not bear be guests traveling with your caravan, but real guards. Sign a deal where we get double coin for every bandit we slay oral in exchange for us paying the food ourselves and you would not need to lie about us being Hardcore hired as guards," I suggested. The normal guard deal of course include proper pay for the guard duty, but the distances at the frontier of the known world had created a number of alternative ways to handle compensation for risking your life. Paying the standard salary for weeks in case there is need makes the guarding too expensive. My hope was that the merchant would not mind to allow us to tag along if I made the deal sound cheap enough. If her really was expecting trouble he would have hired all guards he can get so it was safe to assume he did not expect to pay any kill money at all. Elenore returned with the tankard of ale and the merchant accepted it with a smile. "Your idea has merit, but I am still a bit hesitant. You know, male guards on the road, they might be getting a bit impatient and try to force you to spread your legs. I would hate to pay compensation for any resulting injuries," Rode said. I saw Elenore breath in, it seemed she had reservations about unknown males having sex with her. After sleeping with her for just a couple of nights I had determined she preferred females. It was far too easy to make her act as my sex slave for her not have gay had desire for woman for a long time. Myself I had little problems with sexual attention from the male guards. The cursed sword on my back would not allow me to keep my legs crossed if the caravan guards made advances on us. I'm your little slut." She pulled her mouth from his cock and said now that is a way to start the day as she stroked his shaft and a drop of cum appeared at the tip and she slicked it off . He moaned and said I need a shower. 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