Traveler: Derek Walker 15
We'd burned the rainbow garden crawling with fairies, pushed past the gloomy castle haunted by evil spirits, and cleared the full-moon village infested with werewolves. Riding a pearl-colored portal, we arrived in a lush forest. The verdant greenery filling every direction was refreshingly cool to the eye. The fresh earthy scent carried by the leaves and the natural vista of trees spreading their thick branches felt like a masterpiece captured in watercolor.
Sera, who loved nature as much as any elf, perked up her ears and wagged her cute tail. It made me want to pounce on her from behind without thinking. Too bad this was a dungeon. Wait a sec— is it really taboo to fuck in a dungeon? I've got a track record already….
"Wow~! This place is like something out of a fairy tale too. The sunlight filtering through the leaves is so romantic! I'd love to nap under that sunny spot! If only it weren't a dungeon…."
I pictured Sera sprawled out on her back, belly exposed under the warm sun. It suited her so perfectly that I couldn't help smiling. I got why she was thrilled, but this was still part of the dungeon. We couldn't let the beautiful facade lull us into carelessness. That was why I was holding back on the sneak attack.
"This is the dungeon's final stage before the boss monster. Stay extra sharp. The entire beautiful, lush forest is our enemy."
No sooner had I finished speaking than a faint vibration rumbled from the ground. Sera stiffened her tail and scanned the surroundings. Her sharp claws extended. She dropped into a fighting stance, on high alert. The source of the vibration was about ten meters ahead of us. Accompanied by a musty cloud of dirt, one of the thick trees rose up. And I mean it literally stood up like a person. Instead of human legs, it had roots split into multiple branches; the leafy boughs were its hair, the bare branches its arms. And inside a large knothole gleamed a pair of eyes. For a plant, it had way too many features it shouldn't.
"That's—!"
"An ent. Guardian of this Fairy Tale forest and fairy of the trees."
Fairies aren't just the winged little kids we imagine. Fairies of the fairy type—like these—are staples in fairy tales, which is why it's called Fairy Tale. Elves and ents trace their roots to fairies too.
"Foul intruders of the forest! This is a sacred paradise of nature! No place for humans to defile with their filthy feet!"
"A brainless ent yapping about filthy feet to a human? Fuck off, you corn silk-footed retard!"
"Depart our paradise peacefully, and we'll forgive you. Heed nature's final warning!"
"My answer's this! Fire Arrow!"
Ten arrows of flame materialized in the air. The inferno exceeding 1,500 degrees shifted from red to blue. Fire is a tree's natural predator, after all.
"Wind Control."
Wind pairs perfectly with fire, no question. I'd had plenty of fun with those two elements before. The arrows, boosted by gale-force winds, shot forward like fish in water. They zeroed in on the smug ent that had been blathering about nature's paradise. The second they hit, it was engulfed in flames. The roaring blaze sent up shimmering heat waves as it devoured the ent's dry bark skin. The ent's scream was low and heavy.
"Grrraaaah! Human! Cowardly human! You've truly incurred nature's wrath!"
"Fuck nature! Fire Arrow!"
I kept firing arrows of flame without pause. The peaceful forest was swallowed by a massive inferno.
"Kin! Rise up! Protect the forest from this vile human fiend!"
"Fire Wall!"
A wall of fire erupted, torching the vast woods. Countless ents rising amid the roar were consumed by the blaze. Thick black smoke far denser than dirt clouds billowed into the sky. Small birds flapped up with frantic wingbeats. The wind-fueled flames soon spread across the entire forest.
"Wind Wall."
A towering wall of wind rose to shield us from the oncoming smoke and fire. The forest roasted to a perfect golden brown. Just like the first stage, the Rainbow Garden, this place was a cakewalk with fire skills. Sera licked her fingers while eyeing the ent roast.
"As expected of Master! Amazing~!"
Her sparkling eyes gazing up at me were unbearably cute. Dogs make okay pets, but cats are superior.
[You've acquired the title 'Red Peace'. Reward: Desolation Potion.]
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[Red Peace]
⇒Final damage +10% against nature-affinity races. High chance of provoking hostility from said races.
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• Desolation Potion (B-grade)
⇒A deadly poison that corrupts the soil. Without special purification, no crops can grow on tainted ground for 50 years. However, certain exotic plants can thrive in it.
*Implements a harsh calamity upon the land.
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I'd ascended to eco-terrorist status. The new title Red Peace boosted damage against nature lovers while drawing their aggro. 'Hold up—nature-affinity races probably include spirits too….' I worried it might leave a bad impression on Crit, but no point fretting now. All I could do was hope it wasn't that bad. The scorching flames turned the area to ash. A new portal appeared before us.
"Finally, the last boss. Gear up tight."
"Yessir~!"
Sera cutely shot her right hand up like a salute. We stepped into the dungeon's final zone together. Not a hint of tension on her face.
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Beyond the ashen forest lay a small garden. It exuded a totally different vibe from the Rainbow Garden that had greeted us first. If that one was a vast field stretching to the horizon, this felt like a royal playground for the nobility's amusement in front of a palace. Dwarf trees reaching chest height formed a dense little maze, with vine-covered gazebos dotting the paths. The maze had a unique layout: paths from all four entrances converged at the center. Sera and I walked through together.
"What a unique spot. It has this inexplicable air of elegance."
The maze walls of garden trees were adorned with roses like crowns. The garden's owner must've been a passionate woman. Otherwise, no way to maintain such a intricate, beautiful setup so neatly. We reached the center after strolling through a maze gorgeous enough to boast about to any noble or royal.
At the heart sat a massive coffin.
"What's that!? Hey, there's a person inside."
The coffin in the maze's center was straight out of a fairy tale—beautiful and romantic. Thanks to the glass lid, we could see the occupant clearly: a girl in a lovely crown and pink-tinted dress. She looked freshly of age, too young to be laid to rest. Eyes closed, hands overlapped on her navel like a mannequin, she lay in the coffin. Roses vines blanketed it—blue roses. The thorny tendrils stood sharp like guard dogs protecting their mistress. The whole scene evoked a classic fairy tale moment.
"The princess from Sleeping Beauty. The girl cursed by a witch to sleep eternally."
"That girl's this dungeon's boss?"
Sera tilted her head, baffled. You can't judge by appearances, but she looked like she'd never gotten her hands dirty. She fit as a stylized Fairy Tale protagonist, not a final dungeon boss.
"Look closely. The only way to break the witch's spell is a prince's kiss."
I smacked my lips. Sleep-raping a girl I'd just met? A rare delicacy.
As I approached the coffin, roses bloomed profusely on the vines—like a pufferfish inflating against a predator. Not ordinary roses. These were Magical Blue Roses, a unique plant guarding specific targets. The more you attack, the stronger they get. To neutralize them, show no hostility. I carefully approached and stroked the blue roses. Sensing no threat, they rewound like a VHS tape, shrinking back to normal. The vines sealing the coffin unraveled like a gift ribbon. I opened the lid. The girl inside breathed softly in sleep. Her cute snoring made me want to protect her. Small tits were a flaw, but it suited the young princess vibe better. Closest match around me? Arme, maybe? Though her foul mouth (better now) made the atmospheres totally different, so hard to pin down.
Like a perverted middle-aged boss, I lolled my tongue and brought my face to the defenseless sleeping girl's. Even as my face closed in, she showed no resistance. Deep in slumber, she was as good as dead.
"Prince's kiss!"
My lips met the princess's. Her Sleeping Beauty lips were plush like a sponge. Surprisingly thick and satisfying. A mere lip bump wouldn't cut it. I thrust my tongue inside.
"Churup! Churp! Chup! Peroperoperorot! Chomp! Chomp!"
I ravaged her mouth without hiding the lewd sounds. Her lips were as soft around my tongue. Despite my tongue's wild dance, hers didn't budge.
"Chomp! Chomp! Chomp! Zwuup! Chup! Chup!"
"Hehe…. Master's deep kiss…."
Sera watched our kiss with a blank face. I slobbered over the princess's lips for a full ten minutes, exploring every corner—lips, tongue, palate, teeth—before pulling away. Satisfying kiss. I wanted to install her in a dedicated kiss room in my castle later. The prince's kiss unlocks the spell. After mine, she exhaled roughly, unlike before, and slowly rose. Like a scene from Disney. Freed from eons of sleep, the princess half-opened her witch-cursed eyelids to gaze at her rescuer prince. Pure fairy tale.
"Yaaawn…! Such a long sleep. You must be my pri—"
Her expression froze solid upon seeing my face. Not figuratively—her facial muscles iced over perfectly. Like her time had stopped.
"......"
"Princess! Awake at last?"
"......"
She collapsed again. Eyes rolled back, consciousness gone. The shock overwhelmed her; she fainted the instant she woke.
"Fucking looks-maxxing bitch! Time to rape her!"
I fucked the passed-out princess. Virgin blood proving her purity trickled from below. I ignored it and pounded her. Her body was soft, her insides tight. I came inside her five times.
Rumble rumble rumble!
After the fifth load, the ground shook massively. Far bigger than when the ents appeared.
"What is that!?"
Sera bared her claws, alert. Time for the dungeon's true final boss. I pulled out of the coffin.
Rumble rumble rumble!
The princess's coffin floated skyward lightly. Sera held her breath watching. Beneath the massive coffin, chained thickly, was a gigantic book. Gold lettering on the cover read Fairy Tale. That was the Fairy Tale dungeon's ultimate boss: Dolce's Fairy Tale Book.
Vreeee!
The princess's body floated up too, defying gravity like the coffin. Her eyes glowed green. Not the princess anymore—this was Dolce's Fairy Tale Book possessing her flesh.
"Fairy tales are for children. For a grotesque adult to invade this sanctuary of innocence… unforgivable. I'll give you a witch's end from the tales."
The princess voiced Dolce's Fairy Tale Book's will.
"Finally, the last chapter. Time to close the book on this fairy tale."
I shouted at the princess with her glowing green eyes.