Chapter 72
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 72
Chapter Title: Request (2)
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"Hmm..."
Pabababat!!!!
My Technique had risen just a bit more, but since the stat was already high to begin with, there wasn't any noticeable improvement in the precision of my movements.
"Phew... There's hardly anything left. Should I head deeper in?"
I figured I could fill my daily gathering quota with just one more hour, so I ventured a little further into the forest depths.
"Oh...? Nice view."
I'd always stuck to the forest entrance designated as the gathering zone before, so I'd never gone this deep. But today, the herbs at the entrance were sparse, forcing me further in—and the scenery was turning out pretty nice.
"Not many flowers around. Sia would've whined that it was boring if I'd brought her."
As I pushed even further inside, a woman's spirited shout echoed in my ears.
"Hah!! Yah!!"
"Hm?"
The air in the forest was fresh, perfect for training or cultivation, so I quietly muffled my footsteps to avoid disturbing whoever it was and crept toward the source of the noise.
"Hoo... Haah! Yah!!!"
"What the hell is that?"
There was a female elf.
Dwarves and beastkin were common enough—why wouldn't there be elves? Their race was notoriously insular, though, so encounters were rare. Still, they existed.
But here she was in the deep woods, stark naked, wildly swinging a sword around.
It was definitely the basic iron sword handed out after completing the Explorer Guild's introductory training... Her form was all wrong, awkward as hell. She looked like she was doing some clumsy, embarrassing dance.
"Oh..."
Golden hair cascading down to her waist, emerald-green eyes.
And those long, pointed ears sticking out—textbook beautiful elf.
She was shouting with gusto, but her expression held a touch of refined elegance.
Having noted her face and features, my gaze shifted to her body as she flailed around with the sword.
The forest was dense, but sunlight filtering through the trees gleamed off her pale skin. Her hips and ass were nicely spread, her tall frame boasting long, sleek limbs.
Tanya was short and slim, narrow-hipped. This elf girl, though? Her figure was killer—just needed bigger tits to be perfect.
It was a shame they didn't jiggle at all despite her wild swings.
Don't elves canonically have bushy pussies? Yup, thick golden pubes down there. Suited her looks, somehow.
I watched her for a good while like that, then accidentally snapped a twig underfoot.
Crack-
"Eeeek!!! Hahk!! Hngh!!!!"
"Um..."
"D-Don't... Don't come any closer, you filthy sex criminal!!"
What the fuck?
The elf girl jumped at the sound, pointing her sword at me with a trembling voice, squealing like a pig.
"No... You're the one prancing around naked with a sword in broad daylight in the woods. That's not really your line, is it?"
"Th-This is just my secret training method!!"
"That's..."
"Sh-Shut up, rapist!!!"
Her face flushed beet red as she swung the sword wildly at me. Her expression and reactions felt... off, somehow.
"Hey, keep calling me a rapist when I haven't done shit, and I might just actually rape you."
"H-Huh?! R-Really?? Glrk...!! Y-You're after my body, you dirty bastard!!!"
I'd said it out of annoyance at being labeled a rapist, but drool trickled from her lips, her ears twitched a few times, and her body shivered.
What the hell was wrong with this chick?
"I'm just here gathering herbs."
"You even brought props? How thorough!"
I showed her the gathering tools I'd rented from the guild and the herbs I'd collected, but...
"No, that's not..."
"I-I don't wanna hear it!!"
Whoosh whoosh!!
She charged at me without even pretending to listen, swinging her sword clumsily.
"Take this!! My ultimate technique...!!"
Thwack!!
Clang-!
I easily dodged the sword, smacked her wrist to disarm her, grabbed her shoulder, and tripped her with my leg.
Thud!!!
I mounted her... Hadn't she washed anywhere? Up close, her face looked kinda grubby.
"Kyaa!! It hurts...! Hahk!!!! D-Don't come closer!!!"
"...Tch."
"H-Hiiik!!!"
She flopped around like a live fish, staring up at me from underneath. But her eyes held more anticipation than fear.
This one's a bit weird too.
"You swing that sword like you don't even know the first thing about it. Don't point blades at people unless you wanna get cut."
"Urk...!"
"I'm going."
Flutter-
I got off her, took off my spare cloak, draped it over her, and started to leave.
"W-Wait...! W-Wait a sec!!"
"What."
"Why... Why didn't you go further?"
What the hell was that supposed to mean?
"I-I mean, come on! A gorgeous elf like me, lying here naked and pathetic... Hnngh!"
She knew how embarrassing that sounded coming from her own mouth—her thighs rubbed together desperately, and as the cloak rode up, her plump pussy peeked out.
I looked down at her with pity, and she belatedly realized it, shouting up at me.
"A-Are you... gay by any chance?"
"You crazy bitch?"
Thud-
"Hyaaahk!! F-Finally, the real you!!!"
I got pissed and mounted her again. She covered her face with both hands, but peeked through spread fingers at my expression. Looked fucking stupid.
"Either keep your eyes shut properly or act better. What the hell are you doing?"
"Hahk... Hng!! I-I'm getting raped!! Kyaaang!!"
"You're driving me nuts. I'm out."
Smoothly-
If she wanted rape that bad, fine. I lifted my ass off her, dropped my pants and underwear, and showed her my rock-hard dick.
Throb--!!
Her eyes went wide at the sight of my twitching cock, stammering.
"H-Hahk!! Wh-What's that?! A bat between your legs... Eek!!!"
Gulp!
Then the elf girl promptly passed out.
My dick wilted from sheer absurdity.
"Sigh... First girl to faint just from seeing a dick."
"Hngnya... How dare you defile my noble body... You filthy humaaan..."
[Loren Sarasil]
[???] - 70%
[Raping the Elf Noblewoman: Deluxe Edition] - 30%
The elf girl mumbling in her sleep under me clearly had a rape fetish.
"This one's impressive too."
"Hooong.... Hahk! Hng! R-Rape!!!"
Not some pig squealing for food upon waking—she bolted up yelling about rape. Dizzying.
"Hey."
"Hiiik!!!.... Huh?"
"Huh? What do you mean, huh?"
Smack-!
"Ow!!! That hurts, you jerk!!"
I flicked her forehead. She checked between her legs to see if she was intact, looked disappointed, so I asked her a question.
"Where do you live?"
"A-Asking an elf of the forest folk where she lives? Isn't that ridiculous?"
"All I see is a pervert who's gone days without washing, naked in the woods doing dumb shit."
"Urk!"
This wasn't some world tree elven homeland—it was a forest on the outskirts of Labyrinth City. Ignoring her bullshit, suddenly a massive rumble erupted from her stomach under my ass.
Groooowwlll--!
"H-Hyaaahk!!!!"
"Don't tell me you're about to spout some 'voice of the earth' crap."
"Y-Yes.... N-Nooo!!!"
Her face burned red with shame, ears flapping. I stood, helped her up.
"Guess you know it's embarrassing. Here's my cloak—wear it. I'm off."
"W-Waiiit!!!"
"What now?"
"Y-You... Um... By any chance..."
"Want me to rape you? For real?"
My dick was back in my pants, but still hard. She sneaked a peek at my crotch, whipped her head away in a panic.
"Hiiik! Th-That sounds good too, but... um..."
Groooowwlll--!!
"G-Gimme some fooood..."
"How many days you starved?"
"Th-Three..."
Grrroooowl!
Her stomach kept growling against her will, making her flinch, shoulders and ears drooping. I felt a bit sorry for her.
Elves were supposed to be refined by nature. This one seemed mentally off, but she'd probably never lived in a city before coming to Labyrinth City. Starving out here in the woods? Kinda pitiful.
"Hey, got clothes?"
"Huh?"
"You got clothes? You're not seriously wandering the city buck naked, right?"
"O-Of course!! N-No matter how I look now, to live in the city..."
"Then put 'em on. I'll buy you some street food."
"R-Really? Then at that plaza chicken skewer stall, two special skewers pleeease."
"Demanding it so boldly. And you got jack shit."
"Sniff...!"
"Whatever. Fine. At least get dressed first."
"O-Okay! My clothes are under that tree trunk over there!"
Once I offered food, her face lit up with excitement as she dashed to a nearby massive tree.
Hey, take your sword.
I grabbed her sword and followed slowly. Near the tree, piled high with gathered herbs, were her clothes.
Ah, so this bitch cleared out all the herbs at the entrance.
Not flashy, but neat green-based outfits folded tidy, plain mint panties and a sports bra-like top on top.
"Hehe!! Chicken skewers~"
Swish swish
Thrilled at the thought of delicious skewers, she skipped along, her firm, healthy ass cheeks bouncing up and down. Her pussy peeked through, a trail of pussy juice dripping down her thigh—way sluttier than expected.
I followed, quietly shedding my pants and underwear without a sound, sword in one hand, positioning myself behind her.
The moment she set my cloak aside to grab her bra and bent over...
Thud-!
Splaaaat!!!
"Kyaaaaaaaah!!!"
You don't follow strangers just 'cause they offer food... Time to educate our elf here.