Chapter 50
Chapter 50
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: There Are No Good High Elves in the World (4)
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-Flash!
A red light flashed, and a human figure appeared.
Having returned to the airship Miresho in her usual form, Cyan quietly headed back to her cabin and lay down on the bed.
It hadn't been that long since she last rested, but fatigue had built up, so she figured she'd catch a little shut-eye.
Lately, she'd been feeling unusually tired.
"There are rumors like that sometimes." "What kind of rumors?" "......I think I'll take a short nap."
With that, Cyan closed her eyes as if sinking into a deep sleep.
Falling asleep wasn't hard at all.
The moment her eyes shut, her consciousness faded, her body went limp, and she felt her mind separating from her flesh.
"Have you heard about the elf ghost?" "What's that nonsense?" It was a story Stran had told her before she returned here.
Stran had said that very rarely, the ghost of a young elf girl would appear.
The girl would silently board airships heading to Arkel with adventurers, stick by their side the whole trip, then vanish at some point.
And when she disappeared, no one remembered her at all—as if nothing had happened.
But during that time, the adventurers felt extreme fatigue.
Some even died of exhaustion. It was a seriously creepy tale.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Is she asleep?"
......How much time had passed?
-Creak!
Suddenly, the cabin door opened.
Then, someone quietly slipped in through the open door and cautiously climbed onto the bed where Cyan lay.
"There's a rumor the ghost isn't a succubus—she sucks out people's essence and absorbs mana." "That's odd. If no one remembers it...... how do you know?" She slowly pressed her body closer.
Then she straddled the sleeping Cyan, pulled back the covers, and stripped off her outer clothes.
Magically, the clothes slipped off on their own and hung neatly on the rack.
All that remained was Cyan in her underwear, her naked body exposed vulnerably.
The woman with snow-white silver hair revealed her beautifully curved figure without defense.
"Even the best mind manipulation magic leaves traces." "Haaah."
Lick, lick. The sounds began.
The girl savored her body with her tongue, thinking it so delectable she'd want to stuff and preserve it forever in her bedroom.
"Mental memories can be erased, but the body records it all unconsciously." Soon, sticky slurping sounds filled the air as the rough texture of her tongue trailed from her ankles up her body.
The bedsheets soaked with saliva like sweat-dampened cloth.
Cyan's sleeping body was the same, but deep in slumber, she showed no sign of waking despite the girl's actions.
"Records left on the body?" "......"
Confirming that, the girl dove in more earnestly.
"What is that?" Now she explored the lower body.
Her pristine white skin and supple thighs felt like soft ice cream.
"Memories even the greatest mage can't erase." The girl savored it again, then bared her teeth and pressed them into the plump flesh.
"Hah."
Then she bit down.
"Ngh......"
The sleeping woman let out a low moan.
That short, clear sound only heightened the excitement.
"......Heehee."
The girl flashed a chilling smile.
After the thigh, she bit her neck, then dug her teeth into her arms and breasts.
When she pulled away, faint blood trickled from the bite marks on her leg.
Even that stirred a perverse thrill.
"Bite marks." "......Are you messing with me?" "N-no! Please put down that fist!" But Cyan didn't wake.
No matter her mental strength, with her body locked in sleep, she couldn't stir.
Mind and body were separate.
Like having a delicious dish but no plate to serve it on.
"So what happens if you catch the ghost?" "You can't." "Why?" The girl, knowing full well, grew bolder.
"A 'martial artist' I know told me. She's the only one who remembers the ghost." "Ah-"
Slurp, sluuuurp! The girl suckled her thigh like nursing milk.
"If you try to grab it forcibly, it vanishes instantly. You see it, but can't touch it." "......No way to catch it? No physical form means binding magic won't work." "Ngh......"
Her body reacted naturally, leaking sounds, twitching slightly each time.
The girl was heating up too.
At this point, one might wonder what this act was really for.
It wasn't just lewd foreplay—biologically mismatched, too many unnecessary steps.
-Rustle.
Behold.
"Hng......!"
The girl now licked Cyan's body toward the lofty peaks of her breasts.
In truth, this was merely a high elf's perverse game to sate unnatural desires.
"......Heehee, heh."
Before long, the girl's golden hair turned silver.
Her blue eyes shifted to gold—she'd brought her true body here.
To steal the mana from the demon before her, she needed her real self, not a clone.
"No, there's a way. Once, she told me her fist touched the ghost. The mark stayed even as it fled." Plus, this 'demon' was too precious for a mere clone.
"Its hair was silver then. Like the high elf before you." This wasn't some common succubus—it was a true demon.
Her high elf guise had confused at first, but tasting her in sleep revealed the difference from musty high elves.
Fresh, novel sensation......
Yet addictively maddening.
How long since such a delicacy?
Recently, only that 'war god' rookie and the demon lord were decent, but she'd fled mid-taste. Regrettable.
But this one outshone them—no greed left.
Plus, she'd cursed her with holy power all night; no waking soon.
Savor fully here, then stuff her in her tower forever.
As a doll, thousands of years of enjoyment......
Even if bored, occasional tastes would have their charm.
Demons lived as long as high elves.
"Hoo, heeheehee......"
Her laugh bordered on madness.
She was enraptured tasting what she'd only known theoretically.
Theory and practice differed. Even knowing the flavor intellectually, tasting it herself was different.
This mana was top-tier supreme.
One taste, and she'd crave like a starving beast.
"Bind it then, and the ghost can't escape. Not sure it's even a ghost." "......You're no mere perverted brat."
"Wha-"
Her guard slipped.
-Snap!
Cyan's hand clamped onto the girl.
Startled, she struggled, but Cyan's embrace held firm.
Pain surged—any more force, and she'd die.
Superior magic or not, high elves were physically inferior to humans.
Snap her spine, and she'd perish.
A dire crisis.
"Guh, grrr......! Teleport!"
-Crack!
"Kyaa?!"
Teleport failed—only headache. Cyan had blocked spatial shifts.
No mana felt, but outbound power bounced back like a wall.
"Useless. In my space, no mage escapes, no matter how skilled."
"Ugh. Damn......"
⚡ SKILL ACTIVATED ⚡ Heavenly Demon Divine Art 3rd Realm - 'Boundary' Attribute: Physical / Range: 5m / Max Targets: 1
> ▶Turns a set area into your own space. Within it, external barriers have no effect.
Cyan rose, gripping the girl's collar.
She examined her body slowly.
Bite marks everywhere, blood trickling, qi lowered to weaken physically—but not this much.
Covered in saliva too.
To an outsider, it might look like forced assault.
"Hoo. You played with my body freely...... even cursing with holy power."
"Impossible! Even with high resistance, you should've slept half a day......!"
"Kid, life doesn't go as planned."
-Sizzle!
Holding the shocked girl, Cyan reluctantly used 'Clean' magic for the first time to wash off the saliva.
She'd prefer a bath, but more pressing matters.
Punishing the elf brat...... no.
The pervert.
"That's why life's fun, they say."
"I'm not human! You insolent wretch! Release me now! Or I'll blow this airship—and you—with it......!"
The girl—no, high elf—screamed, distorting her face, reaching for Cyan.
-Crackle!
A golden magic circle spread, pulsing with immense mana—
-Thwack!
A heavy impact rang out.
"Guhk......?!"
Cyan punched the high elf.
"That form's off-putting. Time to show your true self."
"Guh, grrr....... C-can't...... maintain the...... magic......"
The high elf crumpled, retching, then burst with bright light.
-Flash!
The light faded, revealing her true high elf form.
'Now she matches who I know. No wonder she looked familiar.'
Hardly different from before.
-Crackle...... Crackle!
Just her apparent age shifted from Lewis-like youth to Cyan's age.
"......Hah, nasty hobby. Know all truths, yet unaware faking age is grave sin?"
"Hah....... Hagh......!"
Cyan shook her head at the sight.
Tens of thousands years old, yet faking child form.
Pervert through and through.
High elves had many perverts anyway.
......Or all of them.
"Great Sage, Alena."
⚔ STATUS ⚔ Great Sage - Alena "What do you wish to ask me?"
"Ugh, ugh...... How dare a demon from the demon realm......"
High elves were always like that.