Time to Enjoy a New Kind of Perverted Sex (7)
A moment later, Ted examined the condition of his equipment. Because he had wielded his sword rather recklessly throughout the day, the blade of his masterfully crafted weapon had grown slightly dull.
'Man... the repair bill for this is going to be incredibly steep.'
Since it was an expensive weapon, there was no helping it. A simple nick in the blade could be managed with a whetstone, but if the overall durability itself was compromised, he would have to brace himself for a massive financial hit.
'I really want a durable sword...'
Since Intelligence Weapons were fundamentally indestructible, the desire to possess one naturally welled up inside him.
'The Princess Sword...'
At that thought, her image flashed through his mind once more. If it was him, he could easily endure her curse-like ability that reduced his stamina tenfold. Abandoning any thoughts of heading back, he decided to search for her again.
'I'd better catch up quickly. I just hope nothing bad has happened to her...'
She had failed to find a master for over a thousand years. It wouldn't be surprising at all if she fell into despair and turned into a monster this very second. With that urgent thought, Ted began scanning his surroundings, searching for any trace of her.
Fortunately, the Princess Sword's footprints weren't too difficult to find.
"Hmm..."
However, he soon hit a snag. The tracks veered off the dirt path and led up into a rocky area, making them incredibly difficult to follow. The faint footprints that remained pointed toward a path along the cliffside. Beyond that, there were no tracks left, leaving him with no obvious way to track her. Even as he cautiously approached the edge of the cliff, there was no visible way to cross.
'She didn't... throw herself off the cliff out of sorrow, did she? Please, let that not be the case...'
Ted cautiously lowered his posture and peered down into the abyss. It was too deep and dark to see anything.
'Without the sun, it's going to be impossible to check...'
Where could the Princess Sword be? As Ted fell into deep thought, a sound broke the silence.
“Sob... ugh...” A faint, sorrowful voice drifted over on the wind.
'Is that her voice?'
Following the faint sound, Ted cautiously walked along the edge of the cliff. There, hidden in a spot that would be completely invisible to a casual observer, was a set of stone steps leading downward.
'A hidden path!'
As he carefully made his descent, he discovered a cave barely wide enough for a single person to squeeze through. Hidden away in this secret sanctuary, she must have spent countless lonely nights in the dangerous Dark Forest. For an almost unimaginable stretch of time, no less.
"..."
Ted quietly stepped down the rocky stairs and entered the mouth of the cave. Gripping his sword tightly, he remained alert for any potential traps or monsters.
'With a hiding spot like this, it's no wonder nobody ever found her.'
The stairs were concealed in an incredibly clever location. Unless someone was actively scrutinizing the cliff face, it was a secret spot that was practically impossible to notice.
'It's pretty dark in here.'
The interior of the cave beyond the stairs was pitch black. However, around a sharp ninety-degree bend, a faint candle glow reflected off the stone walls. As he crept closer, the sound of a woman's sorrowful weeping grew louder.
"Sob... *hic*... waaaah..."
Rounding the corner toward the sound, he found himself in a surprisingly spacious cavern. In the center of the space, a black-haired girl stood with her back to him, weeping bitterly in deep distress.
"Waaah. Why... why does it have to be like this? Even if my performance as a weapon is terrible..."
The girl wiped her eyes with both hands, her tears flowing without end.
"How could I go for such a long time without ever finding a master... *hic*... waaaah..."
The depths of the cave were filled with signs of long-term habitation. Just how long had she lived in this dark, dreary place?
"I hate being alone. I can't take it anymore... I don't want to be lonely anymore... I don't want to turn into a monster... Waaaah..."
Before her, a heavily melted candle flickered weakly. Ted felt a sudden pang of anxiety that the moment that candle guttered out, she might give up on life entirely and throw herself off the cliff.
"Please... please... someone, anyone, accept me... Become my master..."
Hearing her agonizing pleas, Ted could deeply empathize with why his Grandfather had regretted his actions so intensely. His grandfather must have heard this exact voice from right in front of him in his youth. And those pleading cries had remained etched in his grandfather's memory for the rest of his life.
"Sob..."
The Princess Sword finally began to quiet her weeping. It was late, and if she cried any louder, monsters might hear her. She was forcing down her sorrow to stop herself from crying.
Feeling a deep sense of pity, Ted was about to call out to her gently. But right before he could—
*Rustle.*
To his utter surprise, the Princess Sword began to undress.
'Whoa!'
The Princess Sword slipped off her worn dress and hung it on a makeshift hanger. Then, holding up her candle, she lit a torch mounted on the cave wall.
*Whoosh.*
As the cavern brightened, her exquisite body was fully revealed.
She was wearing a matching set of black-striped lingerie. However... unfortunately, as if to prove how many years she had worn them, the fabric was riddled with worn-out holes.
This was likely because an Intelligence Weapon's human transformation included their clothing. Thus, the Princess Sword's neglected state—having gone so long without a master—was reflected directly in her tattered garments.
"I need to wash up... because tomorrow, I might finally meet my master..."
As she unclasped her black-striped bra, her beautifully shaped, ample breasts spilled out in the warm torchlight.
'Oh man, what do I do?'
Ted found himself in a tight spot, but the Princess Sword was so breathtakingly beautiful that he couldn't think straight. He could only stare, utterly spellbound.
"My panties... did another hole open up...?"
She slid off her black-striped panties. Holding them up with both hands, she inspected them against the torchlight to check for holes.
Watching the completely naked Princess Sword perform such an action was incredibly erotic. Ted's massive cock was already fully erect, straining visibly against his trousers. It was an entirely natural, unstoppable reaction.
"I need to... fetch more water."
It seemed there was another hidden area deeper within the cave. The sound of running water echoed from within. It was a surprisingly well-equipped hideout.
The Princess Sword walked deeper inside. Following her stealthily, Ted saw a new path open up, leading to a subterranean spring. The stream likely connected to a valley somewhere in the forest. In an emergency, it could serve as an escape route.
The Princess Sword scooped up the cold spring water with a metal ladle and poured it into a basin. She then dipped a cloth into the water, soaking it.
After thoroughly wiping her face, she began to wash her body. Starting from her breasts, she moved down to her stomach, and then to her buttocks, wiping herself slowly and meticulously.
"For my master... whom I will meet one day..."
She sat down on a flat rock that served as a stool and spread her legs wide. Hidden in the shadows cast by the torchlight, Ted had a perfect, unobstructed view. Her exposed pussy was laid bare right before his eyes.
'So beautiful...'
Ted swallowed hard, his eyes glued to the sight.
"Mnh..."
Letting out a soft moan, she began to wash her pussy with the cold spring water from the basin. Her hand movements were so lewd and thorough that it almost looked as if she were masturbating.
"I can't let my future master... think I'm a smelly woman..."
Because she desperately wanted to avoid being disliked by her future master, she seemed to pay extra attention to washing her pussy. With her wet fingers, she rubbed every inch of her labia majora and minora, and even carefully reached inside her spread-open slit to gently clean around her hymen.
"Ahhn...♥"
Naturally, rubbing her pussy so intensely was bound to arouse her. Yet, she was clearly trying her best to restrain herself, making sure her washing didn't devolve into full-blown masturbation. Suppressing her arousal, she finished meticulously cleaning her pussy and anus, then prepared to brush her hair.
Lacking the funds to afford a convenient Cleansing Magic Tool, she must have repeated this arduous ritual every single night, holding onto the hope that she might meet her master the very next day.
"..."
Realizing this, Ted decided he couldn't just stand by any longer. He couldn't keep peeping on her while she bathed. He needed to make his presence known. He quietly backed away toward the cave stairs, then cleared his throat softly.
"...Ahem. Excuse me."
"W-Who's there?!"
The Princess Sword's startled voice echoed from within. He heard the frantic patter of her feet as she rushed back to where she had left her clothes. She hurriedly threw on her bra and panties, then pulled her dress over her head. Unlike elaborate gowns that required assistance, her dress was a simple, one-piece design, making it easy to slip on quickly.
Watching her from the shadows of the cave, Ted slowly walked forward. However, he made a critical mistake—he had completely forgotten that he was still holding his sword.
"Ah...!"
At the sight of the weapon, the Princess Sword froze in sheer terror. Because the shadows were only peeling away from his feet upward, Ted's obscured upper body made him look like a dangerous intruder.
'I-I have to run...'
The Princess Sword desperately wanted to flee, but her legs had turned to jelly from the shock. She couldn't move a muscle.
"I-I don't have anything of value!"
"No, I'm not here to steal anything."
The Princess Sword didn't believe him. Over her thousand-year existence, she had faced all kinds of dangers. Though she was useless as a weapon, her face and body were exceptionally beautiful. Consequently, many had tried to capture her to use as a sex slave or a plaything. To avoid such people, she had hidden away in this perilous place. But now, her sanctuary had been discovered. She needed to escape through the underground spring, but her legs still refused to move.
"Ugh... p-please... don't kill me... I haven't turned into a monster yet."
Trembling violently, pleading for her life was all she could do.
"It's a misunderstanding. I..."
Ted stepped closer to calm her down. As he did, the shadows receded further, fully revealing the sharp blade in his hand. Staring at the sword, the Princess Sword's despair deepened as she completely misread his intentions. Believing she was about to be killed, she resorted to the one plea she had sworn she would never make.
"I wanted... to give my first time to my master... but I won't resist... So please, just spare my life..."
The Princess Sword wept bitterly as she begged. This was her absolute last resort. She had to survive, no matter what, if she ever hoped to meet her master one day.
"Ah."
Ted finally realized how threatening he looked holding the sword. He hurriedly stored the weapon back into his inventory and stepped fully out of the shadows.
"Ah..."
The Princess Sword flinched and pulled her shoulders back as he approached. But as Ted's face was fully illuminated, her eyes went wide.
"Ah... you're... the person from the gate earlier..."
He was also the man who, due to the cruel actions of the brothel woman, had seen the inside of her pussy for the very first time in her life.
'W-why... did he come all the way here...?'
She didn't sense the predatory, mocking gaze typical of criminals from Ted. All she saw on his face was a look of genuine apology. Because of this, the Princess Sword felt a wave of relief wash over her. Still, unable to fathom why he had followed her here, she looked up at him with a lingering trace of anxiety.