Chapter 69
Chapter 69
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: Big-Boobed Pixies #2
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I recalled the pixies' appearance once more.
Even from a distance, their image was etched clearly in my mind. Short in stature, but with massive tits—women with wings sprouting from their backs and ornate, moth-like antennae tied up like some kind of headband.
And they were dressed in silk clothes.
What kind of technology did these girls have? Whatever it was, they were properly clothed. I needed to have a chat with them.
"..."
But damn, what was I thinking? Turning women into my possessions like some pervert. Living as the Demon King must've warped my mindset a bit.
"Maangnim?"
"Yeah. Sharan. Let's go meet them first. The fact that they sent a messenger means they're at least somewhat civilized. No harm in talking it out."
Sending a herald in the first place was a civilized move.
Negotiating with words beat jumping straight into a fight any day.
"Shaa. Got it, Maangnim. Head out right now?"
"Tell them we'll prepare a bit first."
"Yes, Maangnim."
Sharan immediately went off to talk with the fairy. Their response was that it was fine to take some time to prepare.
So we headed back to the dungeon and geared up fully.
We were just going to talk, but preparation was key. It could be a trap, after all.
"Maangnim, you gonna wear all that?"
"Yeah. You never know what might happen. Gotta gear up completely."
I equipped all the items dropped by that human warrior last time. Even grabbed all the swords. Perfect.
"Buril. You guys grab your spears too."
"Keruk!"
"Sharan, stick right by my side."
"Yes, Maangnim! Sharan will protect Maangnim!"
Sharan flashed a confident smile and clenched her fist tight.
"Heh heh heh, alright. I'll count on you, Sharan."
"Shaa shaa."
Her determination was so endearing I patted her head, and she loved it.
"Alright, let's move out."
I ordered the subordinates left in the dungeon to stand by. Then we headed straight for where the fairy had been.
—Plop plop plop.
The fairy spotted us but showed no particular reaction, simply starting to guide us along. Was she that carefree? Or just that confident? She didn't seem intimidated at all by my gear or my minions.
Guess I'd find out when we got there.
In any case, we followed slowly behind her.
"By the way, Sharan. Can you normally talk to fairies?"
"Nope. Fairies usually don't talk. But this one can. It's weird, right?"
"Is she special?"
A fairy commanded by pixies, maybe that's why she could speak?
"Pretty amazing, huh."
Sharan chatted fluently with Lumica too. They didn't seem to share a language, though. Probably some kind of magical effect.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ We walked for quite a while like that.
—Rustle.
A wide-open space appeared.
"Oh."
It was a small clearing in the jungle. Trees encircled it like a fence—a perfect spot for a heart-to-heart talk.
And there...
"..."
"..."
"..."
In the center stood three pixies. None were armed. They just stood with arms crossed, chatting among themselves while glancing our way.
"Maangnim. That's them. The big-titted females. Pixies?"
"Yeah, looks like it."
Damn, their tits really were huge.
There were three pixies in total. The one in the center had golden hair and wore a pink silk dress with extra frills compared to the others. She seemed like the leader... All of them were around 140cm tall.
What the hell?
Wasn't their height way too short compared to their chests?
Cute, but unbalanced as fuck.
"Hmph."
Anyway, they weren't armed. They radiated a "let's talk" vibe. No dangers around either.
Time to play along.
"Buril. Wait here for a bit. Come running when I call."
"Keruk?"
"It's fine."
"Keruk."
Left Buril behind.
"Sharan. Let's go."
"Yes, Maangnim."
I took Sharan's hand and walked toward the pixies. Still kept the sword at my waist, though. They seemed to use magic.
"..."
The golden-haired pixie in the center had slightly arrogant eyes and sky-blue irises. She stared right at me, while the two brown-haired ones behind her eyed Sharan like she was some curiosity.
—Step.
We stopped in front of the pixies.
The height difference was huge; I had to look down... But damn, those tits were massive. The deep cleavage was right there in my face.
"Sharan. Greet them first. Tell them my name's Qlus. And thank them for inviting me to talk."
Let's start soft.
They invited me, so gratitude was in order.
"Shaa. Shaa shaa. Shaaa. Qlus. Shaa. Shaa shaa."
Sharan diligently translated and explained. The pixies looked briefly surprised but soon listened intently to her words.
"..."
They widened their eyes a bit while looking at me... Hmm. No hostility in their gaze.
Then.
The pixies started speaking to Sharan. Unintelligible language, as expected. Soon, Sharan translated.
"Maangnim. The blonde says her name's Serinyu. Thanks for coming."
"Oh, really? See? Sincerity meets sincerity."
I grinned at Serinyu.
"..."
Serinyu nodded slightly with a blank expression. Good. Language barrier confirmed, but translation works. Feels promising. We can probably talk this out peacefully.
But then.
—Rustle.
Suddenly, Serinyu opened a box at her feet and pulled out a scroll.
—Rustle.
She unfurled it and showed it to me.
"What the?"
What the hell is this bitch doing?
That instant.
—Fwoosh!
Green light burst from the characters on the scroll!
"Fuck!"
A trap after all?!
"Gaaaaah!"
I screamed and dove to the right! Attacking out of nowhere! Fight or flight? I reached for my sword while checking on Sharan.
"M-Maangnim. It's not an attack."
Sharan looked flustered as she watched me.
"What? Not an attack?"
"No, Maangnim. She says stay still for a sec. Shaa shaa. Get up."
What.
Not an attack?
"Ah, shit."
Had I just thrown myself for nothing?
Feeling awkward, I scratched the back of my head and stood up.
"Heh, heh heh...!"
"Pfft!"
The two brown-haired pixies were laughing.
"Puh."
Serinyu was holding back a laugh.
"...Damn."
Ah, fuck, this was embarrassing. Objectively, I'd just done a slapstick routine in front of girls way shorter than me.
No, more than that—what were they laughing at? It wasn't my fault. These pixies acted without consideration.
"A-Anyway! Sharan. Ask what she's doing. Again."
"Yes, Maangnim."
Sharan translated immediately.
"Shaa... Maangnim? Language works? She says language works now."
"Language works?"
What does that mean?
No way?
—Fwoosh!
Light poured from the scroll again... It felt like it was etching into my eyes. What? My surroundings were enveloped in light. Floating characters and images swirled around.
—Pop.
The moment I reached for one, it all vanished like an illusion.
"Huh."
Felt like I'd snapped back to reality.
"Ah, ah. Can you hear me now?"
"What? Holy shit?!"
What the fuck!
I could understand the pixie!
"Wait! We can talk?!"
"Just cast Language Blessing on you."
"Language Blessing?!"
"Forest magic. Guess you didn't know."
How the hell would I know that!
"This is insane!"
I was floored! Like a Korean suddenly fluent in Russian! That must've been some translation magic! Explains how Sharan talked to Lumica and the fairy—magical language bullshit!
"Not that big a deal."
Serinyu tilted her head slightly as I marveled. Kinda pouring cold water on it.
"Anyway, you."
"What?"
"First question: Who are you? Where'd you come from?"
Where from?
"You look human but aren't one."
"Same goes for you guys. You look human too."
"Humans look like us forest folk."
Forest folk?
"Anyway, you're a new race to me. Where'd you come from? Better be honest if you wanna live in this forest."
Is this a threat?
She's cute, but a total bitch.
But.
—Jiggle.
As she crossed and uncrossed her arms... those huge tits jiggled. No bra, just silk over them. Way too obvious.
She didn't seem to care.
"This a threat?"
"Threat? Just answer the question."
"I came from some other area over there. You're new to me too."
"What other area?"
Persistent bitch.
—Point.
I vaguely pointed in a random direction. No need to spill I'm a demon or whatever right away.
Keep it vague.
"...!"
But.
Serinyu followed my finger and widened her eyes.
Why.
What.
"Knew it."
"Knew what?"
"Coming from that direction... confirms our suspicions."
"What suspicions?"
I asked, and.
—Point.
She jabbed a finger at me accusingly.
"You're connected to that ominous pillar of light, aren't you?"
"Ominous pillar of light?"
Oh.
Come to think of it.
Last time, while messing around with Sharan and Lumica in the master bedroom, the world lit up like a meteor. Went outside and saw beams and pillars of light far off.
"That's why the forest is in chaos. Everyone's calling it a bad omen, getting anxious, fighting and suspecting each other."
"Wait, hold on."
"If you know something, spill."
Not my problem.
"I'm not involved. Don't know what it is either."
"...Don't wanna talk? Fine. I get it."
"No, that's not—"
"Qlus, right? I'm Serinyu. Looks like you just moved into the area. Hope there won't be pointless fights."
I said no.
"Leave our turf alone, and we'll get along fine. Mess with our turf for no reason... and you won't like it."
Serinyu warned aggressively.
Whatever.
Whatever her attitude, reason for calling me was a non-aggression pact.
"So, no interfering with each other?"
"Exactly. Unlike other races, we can talk. So let's settle it with words. No need to fight."
"Sure. No point in needless fights. I agree."
"Smart choice."
—Nod nod.
Serinyu nodded in satisfaction.
"We won't touch your turf either."
"Appreciate it."
"So, how'd you tame the dryad?"
Tame?
Non-aggression pact sealed successfully? Serinyu suddenly closed the distance with that question.