Half-Elf Mage Delia
Half-Elf Mage Delia
As a half-elf, Delia wasn't particularly large.
She was short, but had the classic bagel-girl figure—her breasts swelled voluminously beneath her robe. Not that chest size has any correlation with strength, right?
"Luke, that elf mage must have incredible arm strength. She's holding a staff as tall as you."
Delia's quarterstaff and my height were roughly the same, around 180 centimeters.
Having sized it up by eye, Rebecca spoke to me with an intrigued expression.
After all, this was a half-elf radiating the monstrous strength required to swing such a large staff with such a small frame.
I gave Rebecca a brief explanation about half-elves.
"She's not just an elf—she's a half-elf. See how her pointed ears stick straight out sideways? Pure-blood elves have pointed ears that angle upward diagonally."
Pointed ears standing up at an angle meant a pure-blood elf; ears jutting straight out horizontally were proof of a half-elf. She was a mixed-blood born between a human and an elf, essentially.
The hybrid is specifically human because elves can't produce offspring with other demi-human races.
"Ohh, a half-elf."
"Half-elves are incredibly strong from birth. They say they can exert three times the strength of a human of the same build."
As for why half-elves possess such abnormal strength—
it's because elves, who pass down the bloodline, are a demi-human race of extraordinary power. The reason beautiful elf women can walk through town stark naked and remain perfectly safe is thanks to that innate power.
An elf can take on seventeen grown men and still win.
It was only natural that a half-elf who inherited that bloodline would be strong.
"Bella! I thought I was going to die, I missed you so much! What have you been up to?"
"Same as always. Just holed up in my office doing paperwork..."
Listening to their chatter, I realized Delia was Bella's childhood friend.
They were so overjoyed to see each other that they stood in front of the villa chatting for a solid ten minutes.
Rebecca, who had been observing Delia's pointed ears, suddenly blushed and opened her mouth.
"Hey, if she's a half-elf, doesn't that mean she's a pervert too?"
"What?"
"Pure-blood elves dress incredibly vulgarly, right? They love showing off their naked bodies. So doesn't that mean that pointy-eared girl isn't wearing anything under her robe either?"
As if realizing some terrifying truth, Rebecca shuddered.
Delia, who was currently absorbed in chatting with Bella, had her entire body covered by a large robe.
If you removed that robe, she'd be completely naked, and a half-elf's bare body would be fully revealed.
"You're probably right. She's likely wearing nothing underneath."
"R-Really?!"
"In the end, half-elves are no different from elves. They say they naturally enjoy being naked. Apparently, wearing anything on their bodies feels uncomfortable to them."
Rebecca and I stared at Delia and gulped.
Standing before us was an utter degenerate hiding her naked body beneath nothing but a single robe. And on top of that, this bagel-girl with a petite frame and swollen breasts was an exhibitionist.
I did think her outfit looked like a flasher's trench coat. Wait—since she's a woman, does that make her a flasher-ess?
A flasher half-elf!
If we waited, would this elf-girl treat us to a nudity show right then and there?
A strange sense of anticipation washed over me, but I quickly shook the lewd thoughts from my head. My lovers were hundreds of times more lovable than some vulgar half-elf. Love could overcome lust sometimes, after all.
"You're prettier than the half-elf, Rebecca."
"...I know, you dummy."
Rebecca bristled at the compliment, but couldn't hide her pleased expression.
A short while later, Delia turned her head to look our way.
"But who are those people? There's an incubus next to those human women."
"They're adventurers working for my guild. All of them, incubus included, are working as my escorts. I hired them with money."
"Whaaat?! You hired an incubus as an escort?"
Delia's eyes widened at the mention of me being Bella's escort.
It would naturally be hard to believe an incubus could guard a woman. The proverb about leaving a cat in charge of the fish has never been more fitting.
If it were any other incubus, Bella—the one under escort—might well have ended up pregnant.
"Are you out of your mind? What made you think hiring an incubus as an escort was a good idea?"
"Luke is trustworthy. He's been an adventurer in my guild for two years without a single incident. And he's also a capable mage."
"Hmph...!"
Even with Bella's explanation, Delia looked at me with deeply skeptical eyes.
Twitch!
Delia's pointed ears wiggled up and down.
That was a physiological reaction that occurred when a half-elf took a keen interest in something. The fact that her ears moved while looking at me meant her attention was entirely focused on me.
"Go and exchange greetings with your fellow escorts. They're the ones who will be accompanying you and me to the Temple of Nain Gard."
When Bella suggested the introduction, Delia approached us.
Delia slowly swept her gaze over me and my lovers, then gave a brisk self-introduction.
"I am Delia Supreme! A mage of Nain Gard who researches Ancient Magic and worships Lord Odin. And I am also the successor who will one day rule Nain Gard."
"Successor?"
At Kate's question, Delia proudly nodded her head.
"Because my father is the head of Nain Gard! And I, his only daughter, am his sole heir."
After hearing her introduction, our perception of Delia shifted a little.
No wonder she got along so well with the high-status Bella. Delia's own birth was far too noble to be compared to adventurers like us.
The daughter of Nain Gard's head.
That put Delia on the same level as the daughter of a Magic Tower Lord. According to Bella's explanation, Nain Gard was a colossal organization that could hold its own against the Magic Tower.
We couldn't treat someone of noble standing casually.
"I-I see. I am Sister Kate. I'll heal you if you're injured."
"I'm Rebecca, a martial artist. Call on me if you need a sword."
"I'm Luke. The leader of this adventurer party and a wandering magician."
My lovers' attitudes naturally became more polite.
I, however, had been feeling a piercing gaze for a while now and simply couldn't bring myself to be polite.
Delia kept staring at me, staying naturally within the orbit of the women.
Then she suddenly blurted out something unexpected.
"Your name was Luke, right? You've got some solid muscles."
"Huh?"
"I said you have a good body."
Delia slowly examined me from my toes to my head with an appraising gaze.
The half-elf's stare, which scrutinized every inch of me, flustered me deeply.
What's this? Is this lewd elf-bitch eye-raping me?
They say elves who enjoy being naked also enjoy looking at other people's naked bodies.
Even though I was currently wearing a robe, this half-elf slut might be fantasizing about my naked body and getting aroused like a bitch in heat right now.
Dangerous.
I was seriously considering whether I ought to report Delia for sexual harassment.
"Yes, Luke! I can tell just by looking at you. You're the mage who has the conditions to awaken as a Rune Mage, aren't you? I heard it from Bella. She told me she was bringing a mage from among the adventurers who could awaken as a Rune Mage."
"Bella told you, did she?"
"She only said she was bringing one—I didn't hear any details about you at all. But I have a feeling. Most Rune Mages have an excellent physique like yours."
Physique?
Why is physique coming up when we're talking about mages?
While I was flustered, Delia started circling around me as she spoke.
Round and round.
I don't know why she suddenly started circling, but it's making me dizzy.
Knowing that a slutty elf wearing nothing under her robe was circling me made it even more dizzying.
Amidst the dizziness, I asked about what was bothering me, and Delia answered.
"What does physique have to do with magic?"
"A Rune Mage must be not only intelligent but also physically sturdy. The Ancient Magic we wield is immensely powerful, but it carries recoil. If a frail person casts Ancient Magic, the recoil will tear up their body and kill them."
Dying from casting magic? What kind of self-destruct skill is that?!
I grew intensely curious about the true nature of Rune Mages and Ancient Magic.
All the attendants she brought with her are huge.
I glanced at the two attendants who had stepped out of the carriage with Delia. They were also wearing robes, so I could tell they were mages, and both were as large-framed as I was.
Ordinary mages don't have such bulky builds.
They're all scrawny because they don't even have enough time just to study magic.
I glanced at the attendants, but Delia soon spoke to me, so I turned my head back toward her.
"Luke. Did you train to build that body, like an ancient hero?"
"No. I just ate well and moved around a lot, so I ended up with this body."
"Even better, then. It means you won't lose muscle even without separate exercise. You could become a great Rune Mage just by studying magic diligently."
Somehow it felt like she was praising my talent, so my mood lifted.
That was when I was slowly lowering my guard around Delia.
Suddenly, she held out her hand for a handshake.
"A new Rune Mage is always welcome—!"
Slap!
I clasped Delia's hand to accept the handshake.
We finished shaking hands, but for some reason, Delia wouldn't let go of me.
"How long are you going to hold on? My hand hurts."
"Just hold still. I have something to take care of. I need to return the women you've bewitched to normal, don't I?"
"...Huh?"
In that moment, I realized something was off.
Crackle-crackle!
A tremendous amount of mana energy erupted from Delia's body as she held my hand. This prickling sensation was the premonition a mage feels just before casting a spell.
Delia was casting a spell right now.
While looking me straight in the eyes.
"You think I bewitched the women? With pheromones?"
"...The Dream Demon Clan possesses the psychic ability to bewitch the opposite sex. It's not just pheromones that send people into heat. I've heard that some high-ranking incubi have something called Charm Eye and can hypnotize people just by looking at them. Am I wrong?"
"Ah, you mean the Charm Eye. You know your stuff."
At Delia's sharp question, I readily admitted it.
Among incubi, particularly powerful individuals could bewitch the opposite sex through methods other than pheromones.
It was a method of hypnotizing people using the bewitching aura dwelling in their eyes.
Charm Eye!
Eyes that cast hypnosis on people!
Those entranced by the Charm Eye will follow the will of the incubus.
Of course, an ordinary incubus like me couldn't use a completely broken ability like the Charm Eye. That was a power only a very special few in the Dream Demon Clan could wield.
"But I can't use it. Because I'm a regular incubus."
"Shut up! A blond, tanned incubus—no matter how I look at you, you're anything but ordinary! You must be the King of the Incubi I've only heard rumors about—the Nightmare!"
"I told you, I'm not—! Fuck."
How does she even know that the King of the Incubi is called the Nightmare?
That's knowledge typically known only among incubi, but this half-elf knew all kinds of useless things.
I suppose she's picked up a lot of trivia because she's lived so long.
And she was stubborn as hell.
"Ah, let go!"
"I won't!"
While we were grappling, Delia's casting was completed before I knew it.
It meant I was about to witness the Ancient Magic of a Rune Mage with my own two eyes—something I had only ever heard of.
Just before unleashing the spell, Delia flashed a confident smile and spoke.
"It's the Ancient Magic, Eohru! A spell that perfectly restores all mental abnormalities afflicting a person. With a single casting of this spell, even a dementia patient can return to normal. I'll nullify the hypnosis you've placed on these women!"
Magic that can even cure dementia patients? That's incredible!
The moment I was stunned by its effect, the magic was finally activated.
The incantation for the Eohru spell rang out from Delia's mouth.
"O light of the Heavenly Realm, scatter the bewitchment! Eohru!"
Boom!
In that instant, a pillar of light descended from the clear sky.
The brilliant pillar swallowed Delia and me, then swelled its luminous form massively outward.
It continued to expand until it enveloped my lovers and Bella, who were nearby.
"Kyaa!"
"It's blinding!"
A short while later, the spell's duration expired, and the pillar of light vanished without a trace.
It was Ancient Magic that healed all mental abnormalities.
However, my lovers and I were already perfectly sane, so we were completely unaffected.
Though the pillar of light swept over us, it was just briefly blinding.
"Wha... What? Why is nothing changing? They weren't bewitched by the incubus...?"
Delia stared at my lovers and Bella with bewildered eyes.
Slap!
I shook off Delia's hand and said,
"This is incubus discrimination, Miss Supreme!"
"Supreme? What's that?"
Curious about what Supreme means?
If you really want to know, I'll have to tell you!
"—It's a word for an elf like you."