Chapter 66
Chapter 66
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 66
Chapter Title: The Late Visitor (4)
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1.
A short silence flowed.
The bandits maintained their silence, as if holding their breath.
However, all their gazes converged on a single point.
That point being the High Elf who had appeared right before their eyes.
-Thud!
The High Elf who collapsed after being slapped by Richard—her furrowed expression was alluring, and the disheveled clothes from her fall gave off an erotic vibe.
Her top had slipped slightly, exposing her smooth abdomen, while the deep valley of her plump, heaving breasts came into view.
"Ugh......"
The High Elf, bound by shadows resembling human hands.
Her silver hair and pale skin reflected the moonlight, making her look like a fairy descended from the moon itself.
Beyond that, her voluptuous breasts seemed crafted to seduce the mind, naturally stiffening the lower bodies of the bandits around them.
Especially with sweat trickling down the deep valley between those gently sloping hills—how could anyone hold back?
Richard licked his lips as he gazed at the High Elf.
"Kuh, as expected, a High Elf's nothing without her magic. But damn, why are they so pricey......"
In truth, for Richard, bedding a High Elf was practically one of his life's goals.
It had happened half a year ago.
The massive black market that had since vanished due to someone—Richard had once visited it to purchase a High Elf put up for auction.
He'd brought plenty of money.
Enough to buy three or four small castles if he felt like it. Yet he hadn't been able to place a bid.
A swordmaster from somewhere had swooped in with an astronomical sum and claimed her.
He couldn't very well seize her by force, so the High Elf had remained a pipe dream for Richard......
But not anymore.
She was alive and breathing right in front of him, right there in his grasp.
The High Elf was currently immobilized, helpless to move or mount any real resistance.
She was completely in Richard's clutches.
"......Good thing I didn't buy her back then. For a High Elf to come spreading her legs for me on her own."
"Ah, haa....... Ugh......"
The fallen High Elf stared up at Richard with trembling eyes, red blood trickling from her mouth amid ragged breaths.
That crimson gaze seemed to beg him to ruin her, exciting Richard even more. He looked ready to drop his pants on the spot.
But there was no need to rush.
This High Elf wasn't going anywhere.
-Swish
......Moonlight draped over her.
That moonlight fell upon the High Elf's neck, rising and falling rapidly.
And the breasts that moved in tandem were all the more captivating.
To top it off, her black undergarments peeked through the thin white fabric, leaving the distant bandits to wistfully drag her into their fantasies.
-Squirm
"Ugh, ugh?"
The shadows binding the High Elf began to shift.
The black tendrils slowly stripped away her outer clothes, eventually leaving her shoulders bare and her thighs exposed.
The High Elf curled inward in shame, but the shadows yanked at her arms and legs, forcibly spreading them apart.
"Ku-"
Richard could no longer contain his lust at the sight.
-Clap!
"Hng?!"
He seized her slender white neck with one hand.
Then, with his massive bulk, he mounted her.
Strangled, the High Elf parted her light pink lips, pleading for air—but the more she did, the harder Richard gripped with both hands.
"Guk, guhek....... Kek......"
Her consciousness dimmed.
-Groan!
Her slender limbs thrashed desperately for breath, but bound as she was, all she could manage was feeble twitching.
"Kahat! Damn, High Elves really are something—skin so smooth, tits fucking huge!"
"Th, ah...... ugh......"
"Haa? What'd you say? Speak clearly, I can't hear shit!"
For a moment, Richard released his grip when the High Elf rolled her eyes back, whites showing as if her mind had blanked out. It was just enough for her to regain her senses.
"Ha, haak....... Cough! Guhek, ugh."
Her body jolted slightly, her eyes refocusing with effort.
But she was utterly spent now—even without the shadows binding her limbs, resistance was beyond her.
Sure enough, the shadows had vanished at some point.
"You, will regret....... Hu, regret this."
"Regret? Hell no!"
"I, I warned you....... clearly......"
"I ain't regretting shit, you High Elf bitch!"
"Uht-"
The High Elf whispered amid labored breaths.
-Swish
"Hm? What."
For an instant, the High Elf's eyes flashed golden before returning to normal. Richard jumped in surprise.
Somehow, that gaze had looked like she was enjoying the moment.
But it soon reverted to red, and Richard dismissed it as his imagination before pressing on with his desires.
"By the way, didn't I tell you to call me master? Do all High Elf bitches have shit hearing?!"
Time to get back to the real fun.
"Ughk-?!"
He clamped both her hands in one massive paw.
With the other, he throttled her slender neck, savoring her now like a beast in heat.
"Haa?! Ah....... Ek, ugh......"
-Rip! Rip!
"Haha! You arrogant High Elf bitch—I'll knock you up for every one of my men you killed......!"
He tore at her clothes, groping the exposed flesh.
In the end, the unconscious High Elf offered no resistance, her body nothing but a plaything for his whims.
......And so, time continued to pass.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Hu, huheu....... This arrogant...... High El...... bitch."
-Thud
"Cyan, this fucker's smiling?"
"Leave him be for now. We still haven't found the rest, and he's the boss of this bandit crew—he'll know where the demon is on this island."
"......Got it. Still pisses me off, though. Ambushed us outta nowhere, got decked by your face, passed out... Now grinning like an idiot while unconscious."
"We can read his memories later. Might even pinpoint that demon's location."
"Ugh....... Hate that idea. And look, he's weirdly thrusting his hips."
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 2.
-Splash!
"You High Elf bitch....... Huuk?!"
A bucket of ice-cold water dumped over the drooling, slumbering Richard.
"What the hell is this—how?!"
-Clank! Clank!
Startled, Richard scanned his surroundings in panic, only to realize he was bound by pitch-black chains. He thrashed wildly, but they wouldn't budge.
"Kuuuuu......!"
-Groan!
Not even his superhuman orc-blooded strength could snap the mysterious black chains.
He dimly recalled seeing something similar, but the vague memory only puzzled him further.
"......Regained consciousness?"
A woman's voice reached Richard's ears.
"What? Who the fuck are you—you're that High Elf?!"
A red-eyed High Elf stood before him.
"What kinda bullshit trick is this, you bitch? Panting like a dog—how the—"
"Shut up."
-Punch!
"Kheuk?!"
-Thud!
A fist slammed into Richard's solar plexus.
Despite his bulk dwarfing the elf's by double, he spewed blood and crumpled.
"Good. Now you die."
"Kheuk, kheuk! Heuk....... Kek! How, what the—"
"Told you to shut up."
-Bam!
"Kheuk!"
The High Elf was none other than Cyan.
But something was off about her—her usual icy, cynical expression had sharpened into outright fury.
What could have sparked such rage?
Red sparks even crackled around her, making her too terrifying to approach.
"......Something like this suits trash like you."
"K, uuu....... Huuk, heuk. What the hell is that?"
⚡ SKILL ACTIVATED ⚡ Giga Graviton Red orb pulsing with golden sparks, expanding uncontrollably
A massive orb materialized at Cyan's fingertip.
Glowing red with golden sparks, it grew without limit, soon ballooning large enough to engulf the floating island—evoking the image of a sun.
"Huk."
Witnessing it firsthand, Richard pissed himself. Instinct screamed danger as he tried to flee, but his bound legs barely twitched.
In other words, no escape.
Not that fleeing guaranteed survival anyway.
"I'll erase you without a trace right—"
"Hey, stop her! That psycho High Elf's about to blow the island—and the whole damn continent!"
"Uwaa! Cyan, please hold it! If you use that here, it's not just him—we all die! That's why I said don't read his memories! Fuck!"
"Let go."
What inevitably spared Richard were Silmarion and Louis, sprinting in drenched in cold sweat.
They latched onto Cyan's arms, pouring everything into stopping her from unleashing the orb overhead. Desperation for survival shone through.
-Crackle!
"......Huu."
Cyan took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
"Uak?!"
-Zzzzt!
She hurled the two off her arms, then compressed the massive mana storm orb down to baseball size and clutched it.
-Thud!
"Kk?"
"I'd love to shove this down your stinking maw, but no fitting spot—so I'll hold back."
-Whoooosh!
Gripping Richard's collar, she declared as much, then lobbed the orb skyward.
It streaked upward like a meteor before—
-Boom!!!
Detonating in a colossal explosion moments later.
Hundreds of kilometers away, yet plainly visible from the floating island—so immense.
Had it gone off here, the island would've been vaporized, and the continent quite possibly too.
"Li, lived."
"Huu.... Told you not to read memories......"
Silmarion and Louis finally looked relieved.
As for why they were there and why Cyan was so enraged, rewind about an hour.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ -Squeak!
"?"
As Cyan prepared to return to the floating island, the cabin door creaked open, and someone stepped inside.
"......You're heading to the floating island, right?"
"Yes. Something you need?"
It was Silmarion who had entered.
'Hit him pretty hard, but he's a demon king after all.'
Cyan had figured the guy collapsed in the lounge moments ago, but as a demon king, his recovery outpaced the bedridden Louis.
"Was gonna ask to tag along....... What's that?"
-Squirm
"Uuk......"
Louis was currently bedridden after taking about thirty Back of the Blade Strikes to the gut from Cyan the day before.
Conscious, but claiming his body felt paralyzed.
The strikes posed no mortal threat, but the agony left lasting aftereffects.
To the point where death might've been preferable.
"Just pet tentacles nursing the pet chauffeur. Issue?"
"......You know that's not remotely normal, right?"
"Fair point."
Pitying Louis's groans, no doubt—the tentacles were tending to him with remarkable care.
"Haa, getting tangled with you has gotta be the biggest fuckup of my demonic life. If I could turn back time, I'd pass."
"Time past can't be undone. You can reflect on it, but returning? Impossible."
"That's not what I—"
The demon king sighed, wondering what the hell he was witnessing.
[Yeah, uung? What. Cyan? No way she'd......]
A clean towel wiped the sweat from his brow, even spoon-feeding him light, easy-to-digest white porridge.
[Ah, it's you. Thanks....... But back off a bit.]
Louis no longer outright loathed the tentacles, but their appearance? Still hard to stomach.
Unlike when drunk and out of his mind, he'd sobered up after puking worse than the booze—so nonchalance wasn't happening.
-Thud thud
"What're you doing?"
"......This kid's a dragon, right? Better bring her along. Condition looks shaky."
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