Picking Up the Arrogant Elf
Fiery pain surges up from the wound where the arrow pierced me. A kind of sensation I've never felt before in my life. It throbs, but there's no need to get down over a mere scratch like this. I'm a monster, after all.
Chijijijik—
In an instant, the wound regenerates, and I face off against the elf who shot me.
Ssaeak—!
The elf is still hiding among the trees, probing for an opening, firing arrows from afar without showing herself. No need to indulge an attack that's not even a proper ambush. I pull Cecilia closer to my body and empower my basic tentacles to swat away the incoming arrows.
Tadak—! Pasak!
Arrows fly in from all directions afterward, but once I block them all with my tentacles, the elf seems flustered—no more volley comes.
'All done? Now it's my turn. System, can you mark that elf's position on the minimap?'
Possible. Minimap will now be updated to display living creatures.
'Okay. You're fucked.'
Excluding me in the center, a single red dot appears marked on the map. The dot moves constantly, circling around me—her stealth skills are impressive. Even with what amounts to a map hack, it's hard to pinpoint her exact position.
'But knowing the rough location is more than enough.'
I leap straight toward the red dot's position and spot the elf, her eyes wide with shock at how I knew where she was.
Kuwoong—
True to her elven looks, she's got that classic beauty going on, but as she backsteps to put distance between us after my close landing...
'Too late!'
I extend a basic tentacle to its maximum length and lash it out like a cowboy roping prey, wrapping it around the elf's body with a whirlic—.
"Kuhk! Let go of me, you monster bastard!"
'Heh heh heh. Fat chance. Why'd you mess with a peaceful guy like me?'
If she'd just left me alone, getting caught by me could've waited. Not that it changes the fact she'll end up raped by me anyway. Wonder what an elf pussy tastes like... Acidic drool is already leaking from my body.
'Wanna strip her and fuck her right now, but if I do it here, other elves might show up. Better find a nest first.'
I'm in a great mood from this unexpected haul—should be easy to find one quick.
'Hmm... Should I ask this bitch?'
I gaze at the elf wriggling helplessly, tightly bound by my tentacle.
"Damn it! If you don't let me go quick, my comrades will rip you to shreds!"
She scowls fiercely on that pretty face, spewing curses. And her big threat is just her comrades? Aigoo, so scary~
"Where the hell did a monster freak like you even come from?! Issue an execution order right—!!"
'Ugh, starting to get hard to listen to. Hypnosis tentacle!'
"What the hell are you trying to do to me?! Let go ri...!"
'There. Good?'
"....."
The defiance fades from her pupils, focus lost, and her writhing body goes limp. Perfect. That's how a female should be. Who the hell does she think she is, sticking her chin up at her future husband? The only thing she should be sticking up is that juicy ass of hers.
Anyway, as an elf who's lived deep in the forest forever, she should know a good spot to hole up. I put her under hypnosis to guide me there.
You won't perceive me or Cecilia until I slap your cheek.
When the trance ends, you'll run to a suitable nest for me to stay in.
Upon arrival, your body will heat up and you'll start masturbating.
You can't attack the tentacle monster or Cecilia, and you can't get more than 10 meters away from me.
That should do it. Got plenty of insurance for safety's sake. I release the hypnosis and untie her.
"...Huh? Why am I here...? Oh right, the monster!! ...Where'd it go?"
'Right in front of you.'
She really can't see me—she looks around bewildered before heading off in one direction.
The lush, invigorating great forest. As proud elves living under the protection of the Earth Mother Goddess's World Tree, I joined the knight order to uphold that honor.
I'm still just a fledgling, but watching high elves praised across the world fueled my dreams.
"Hey, Ellen, patrol duty outside today, right?"
"Yes. That's correct."
"Such a pain already. What bold monster would dare step near the World Tree? Haven't seen one in 10 years."
"Is that so? This is my first patrol, so I wouldn't know."
"Your first? Whoa, you're a total newbie then? Nothing to worry about—no monsters, not even the letter M, no matter how long you walk."
Ellen listens intently to her veteran sergeant's words, easing her tension for her debut patrol. He always seems so carefree, but she knows he gets serious when it counts and looks out for her.
Maybe she even has feelings for him. Born with a stoic personality, she's awkward at expressing emotions. Her comrades urge her to confess already after hearing her out... but that's incredibly tough for her.
She settles for just patrolling alongside him like this. To him, she's nothing more than a rookie fledgling. Nothing more, nothing less.
'Hmm... Nothing in sight.'
Her sergeant was right. Patrolling these unchanging woods for hours is boring as hell. As the warm sunlight begins to set...
Something catches her eye.
'...Huh? Is that... a slime?'
A round, red-glowing lump wanders smack in the middle of the forest. How'd a monster get here...? Not important. A filthy intruder dared enter the World Tree's domain, and as her daughter, Ellen must purge it.
Plus, if she brings that slime corpse to him—who's never seen an intrusion in 10 years—maybe he'll see her differently.
She approaches her target slowly. Protocol says report to sergeant first and handle together, but it's just a slime. Even a normal human male could smash it with a club—the weakest monster around. One arrow from her would melt it into goo.
'But what's it holding...?'
A long, stringy thing protrudes from the slime's body, clutching something big. Maybe a log for defense? She stays cautious, nocking an arrow from her quiver onto her bow.
She summons a low-rank wind spirit, Sylph, to lighten the arrow, aims at the slime, and advances slowly. No sound from stepping on grass, right into range...
'Now!'
Ssaeaeaek—! Puuk!!
'Yes! Hit! Now to check the corpse...?'
Huh? It... didn't die? She nailed it dead center. With spirit power added, it was overkill for a slime... Guess it's no ordinary one.
An ominous aura pours from the slime as it looks around for her. Even over 100 meters away, the energy prickles her skin.
Correction. Not some slime. A true predator, no lowly pest.
Goosebumps rise, her bow hand trembles, but she nocks the next arrow and aims. Stay calm, especially now. Slowly. Infused with Sylph's power again, she fires.
Taak—!
But the result is wildly different from the first. A sinister tentacle extends long from the monster's body and swats her arrow away!
'An arrow infused with spirit power... deflected that easily?'
Terror grips her from the feet up, freezing her. She shakes it off, darting through the forest. Gotta keep moving or get devoured by fear. She keeps firing despite the blocks, hands and feet in motion.
But her quiver empties eventually—no more means to fight.
'Damn...! Can't do a thing after all!'
Powerlessness washes over her, strength draining. Retreat, call him, hunt again...
Bwoong—!
But the monster doesn't let her go.
'How'd it get here so fast?! How'd it even know I was here?'
Even as a rookie, she's trained in the elven military arts passed down 4,000 years. Caught by a mere monster?!
As distance closes, the pressure dwarfs the earlier menace—an overwhelming aura that could knock her out just bearing it.
'Way beyond what I can handle...! Gotta escape!'
Instinct drives her farther, but...
Whirlic—!
One tentacle whip from the monster, and she's caught. Sticky, slimy... disgusting feel wraps her tight, restraining her.
'Feels gross... Someone, please save me...!'
Why does his face pop into her head? That guy always cracking jokes, teasing her... She misses him today. Wants to see him...
She grits her teeth, resists, but the tentacle doesn't budge. Utter despair.
'Please... Arlan...!'
Save me...