Chapter 56
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 56
Chapter Title: 54. Elf Ruins - Library of Records (3)
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I blasted her straight in the stomach. And with a mana-infused punch that rattled her womb, I gave this stuck-up elf a proper lesson.
"Who told you to come at me? It's been a while since I last punched a woman."
Just in case she tried starting trouble again, I'd bound her arms with shackles made of magic, but damn if she didn't look ridiculously tempting all tied up. It was putting me in a bad mood.
And why the hell are her tits so small? Shit.
"Ugh... To suffer such humiliation at the hands of an imperial bitch. How utterly shameful."
"Shame this, shame that. I don't even know what this empire of yours is. So quit grabbing innocent people."
From what I could tell, the empire had definitely toppled the elf kingdom. Why else would a bookworm like her go berserk and charge at me?
She had this innocent look about her, but the way she lunged reminded me of Reina when we fought—back when she was unleashing those spirit arrows with that fierce glare.
"If you're not from the empire, then who the hell are you?"
"I'm just Yoo Eun-ha, an ordinary dragon girl from South Korea."
"South Korea? Never heard of it."
Yeah, figures. Different worldviews and all that.
"Obviously. My world doesn't have your elf kingdoms, empires, or demon kings."
"How does someone from another world end up here? Spit it out properly!"
What was her deal, getting pissed at me when she didn't even know her own situation?
No helping it. I decided to torture this prissy elf.
And nothing beats sexual torment for that. Especially humiliating for women.
"Wh-what? What are those eyes?"
"Looks like you were letting loose because I'm a woman, huh? Feeling safe?"
Big mistake.
Kissing her now might get my lips bitten, so I went for the lower half instead. I spread her legs wide.
Luckily, this slutty bitch wore a robe outside but something like a uniform underneath.
Perfect for fingering—skirt and all. I shoved my hand right in, yanked her panties off, and started rubbing.
"Y-you crazy bitch! What the— Ahhh?!"
"Heh. Not a bookworm my ass—you're plenty sensitive. You been like this the whole time you've been stuck here?"
So sensitive. This body of mine.
"H-hey, I have a husband and kids! Stop this!"
"What?"
Husband and kids?
No wonder she's even hotter. Other people's rice always tastes better. Same with people—the forbidden fruit gets you going.
"They're not here right now, so who cares? You think any sane woman stops in a situation like this?"
"You crazy dyke! I'm not into women! Hyah?!"
"Haven't seen your husband in a while, huh? You're way too responsive. Pent-up much?"
"Elves don't really have much sex drive..."
Then what's this heated body? Her legs were spreading on their own.
Even a married female can't help getting drawn to an attractive male. Instinct screams for the superior stud.
Especially trapped alone like this, with some hot, way superior guy instead of her husband. Her will might hold out, but if he tempts her body... she'll pretend to resist and cave.
But getting pulled to another woman like me?
Means she's got some lesbian tendencies. Or she's so frustrated even a woman's touch sets her off.
"Guess you didn't realize it builds up without you knowing."
I teased her clit a bit, then slid my fingers inside.
No need for more foreplay. Her petals were already soaked.
Squelch.
Damn, not even my dick, just fingers, and it's clinging like this? Total nympho. The walls gripped slick and tight.
"Eek?!"
"See? Just a little teasing and you're drenched. Or maybe you've been a lesbian from the start."
"N-no... Eek?!"
I pushed deeper, and her pussy clenched hard.
"Ooh."
Any normal guy might snap his dick right off from that squeeze. Insane pressure.
Can't forgive that. She tried to screw me over. So I added a second finger, stretching her tight walls, probing for her sweet spot.
"Kyaaahh?! ♥"
"Oho. Here?"
Rub the upper wall, and she bucked her hips, head thrown back.
Super sensitive body.
I pressed her G-spot firmly, and she squirted like crazy.
Splurt! Spluuurt!
"A G-spot's one thing, but you feel it this intensely."
Is this a blessing? Or since even a lame dick can hit it easy, good for guys and her too.
Either way, she came from my fingers. This woman's got lesbian vibes. Every girl I touch turns out the same.
"W-wait. I messed up. So just once. Please."
"Just once? You want mercy?"
"Y-yeah. Sorry for suspecting you were imperial. So— Mmph?!"
Slurp— Smooch.
Sneak attack kiss. Deep, adult style. She tried biting my tongue at first, but when I tangled ours aggressively, she resisted... then melted, swapping spit as our tongues danced.
"Hah... Hah... Hah. No... I have a husband and kids."
"They're not here, right? And you're trapped. Isn't that so? Who knows when you'll get out. You gonna leave that slutty body unsatisfied?"
"Ughhh."
Squelch squelch.
Finger-fucking her pussy, I stripped her top with my free hand and chomped her breasts like apples, chewing greedily.
"Can't enjoy it a little?"
Her eyes trembled at my words, body going limp.
I knew what that meant. Time to teach her the joys of scissoring.
I ravished her for ages. This stuffy book-scented space now reeked thick with the lewd pheromones of a female elf.
Limp and spent, she trembled between her legs.
Sweet nectar pooled there, forming a puddle. Flat-chested or not, she was pure temptation.
"Slutty bitch. Squirting like a faucet. Cumming from some woman you just met? Felt that good?"
"Hiiit. Heung. Heuuung."
Her moans even sounded like Reina's. Felt like raping the innocent version of her.
I'd meant to half-ass it at first, but things escalated.
Finally, I toyed her clit with my forked tongue. Her twitching pussy squirted again.
Splurt!
Once, twice... her hips shuddered rhythmically up to her waist. She stayed lost in afterglow for a while.
Then, after dozens of minutes, she snapped to—and instead of thanking me for the gift, she raged.
"I-I have a husband and kids! Wh-what have you done!? Even if it's same-sex, this is cheating!"
"Huh? What's your problem? We both enjoyed it. Want me to untie you?"
She grabbed my collar, fuming. I shoved her off, and she bawled despite loving it. As if I'd knock her up without shifting male.
"Waaah. What now? It's a matter of conscience!"
"Like you know when you'll get out. Tsk tsk tsk."
"Right! If you're not imperial, where are you from?"
Now suspicious eyes again.
Why keep coming at me?
We were scissoring great, and now this?
"Look, sorry, but I just entered the elf ruins. Activated a magic circle and got pulled here."
"Entered the elf ruins? They exist in your world? Wait, that's weird. Why connect that ruin to here?"
The bookworm elf looked baffled.
Beats me.
"The Great Cataclysm warped space-time, washing elf ruins into our world—this one. I came with my girlfriends and got trapped. At least by our time, this place is thousands of years old."
South Korea's appraisers confirmed at least a millennium. Probably more, factoring in the cataclysm.
"Thousands of years..."
"How long have you been here?"
"Ah."
Rachel Silverluk's face drained pale as she finally took stock.
Inside-outside time mismatch? Cataclysm effect?
"You didn't even consider that?"
"Not that, but... thousands? No way."
"Why'd you come here?"
With a name like Rachel Silverluk, royal elf blood. No reason to lie. Why was royalty stuck unable to break the barrier?
"As a descendant of the elf royals, I'm with the resistance fighting the empire to reclaim our land. I entered the barrier hunting records from when the kingdom fell."
"Records for what?"
"Seeking the World Tree Bow, the elves' rallying symbol. It vanished when the kingdom fell, so I was investigating."
Already gone back then?
Or this ditzy woman just couldn't find it. Guessed it was in the archives.
"Empire have it?"
"They'd have announced it to legitimize ruling elves."
The World Tree Bow was already in Reina's hands, but in Rachel's time, it lingered on elven soil.
"And you blundered in here."
"Blunder? That's harsh."
"One drop of blood breaks it, but you forced it."
Don't do dumb shit if you don't want dumb labels.
"How'd you know that?"
Rachel narrowed her eyes, glaring.
Ah, original event info.
"Elf descendant I met sprinkled blood at the entrance rune."
"You killed her?"
"Nah, just a drop on the archive door rune. You brute-forced the spot."
Hence, trapped.
"No way."
"You charged in blind."
Knowledge is power.
She lacked it, so here she was.
Only royals break the barrier. She didn't know, tried head-on, fell in.
Yeah. Pointless explaining. Reina's royal descent.
"What's that elf's name? Tell me!"
"Reina."
"What?"
"Reina Silverluk."
I recited her lineage—even Reina didn't know it fully—the noble surname from the elf kingdom's royals.
Rachel, who'd been throttling me moments ago, went ghostly white.