The Trial of Nistrond and the Naked Half-Elf

As I stared at her, Delia, still wearing her top, ground her back teeth together.

A voice thick with shame spilled from her lips.

"Krrrrrgh!"

But shame or not, a promise was a promise.

Delia unbuttoned her blouse one button at a time.

Click. With each button coming undone, alabaster skin and the curve of her bra were revealed.

The half-elf's massive breasts jiggled from the recoil of the unfastening buttons.

I wanted to see her live tits, still cradled in her bra, right then and there, but there was no need to rush.

Delia was going to bare it all to me anyway.

"Perverted Dream Demon! Look away!"

"Is that how you apologize?"

"P-Please look away, I said!"

"No."

As befits a virgin elf, she seemed embarrassed to do a striptease in front of a man.

When I flatly refused her request to look elsewhere, Delia's face went red. Under my burning stare, Delia finished taking off her clothes.

Her mage robe.

Her blouse and skirt.

Her pure white knee-high socks.

She folded her discarded clothes neatly and placed them on the floor of the storage room.

Now, the Delia before my eyes was down to just her bra and panties.

'As expected of an elf bloodline, her figure is truly spectacular.'

When she had her body wrapped up tight in that large robe, I only thought she was a girl with a tiny waist and huge breasts. But once she stripped down, an even more incredible figure was revealed.

Despite her petite frame, a womanly sexiness oozed from her hips.

Her ass was firm and fuckable, but the rest of her body was slim—an ideal figure. A magnificent body that looked more than ready to bear children right away.

Including her massive mammaries, Delia's body was sex itself.

Aaaaah!

My sleazy incubus instincts whispered to me.

I held a brief conversation with my instincts.

'Grab that insolent elf bitch by the hips and lift her up right now!'

'Lift her up and do what, exactly?'

'What do you think? Lift her up and fuck her! Give her a real lesson with a standing carry fuck!'

'Holy shit.'

A standing carry fuck!

My instincts were telling me to do a standing carry fuck!

What a monstrous and terrifying thought!

My own vile instincts made my hands and feet tremble, but it was true that Delia had the perfect body for a standing carry fuck. A petite half-elf whose insolence practically begged for it!

"N-No, don't."

I felt the blood rushing to my crotch, but I barely managed to suppress my instincts. For a whole 21 years, I'd kept this incubus lewdness in check. I couldn't let myself be corrupted by an uppity half-elf bitch now.

"No? D-Don't tell me you mean I shouldn't take off my underwear? So you're an incubus with a sense of boundaries after all?"

Delia, who had been fiddling with her bra hook, perked up her ears and looked at me. She must have misunderstood my muttering to myself, but of course, that wasn't what I meant.

"Take it off, you damn Kanpeu."

"Hyaaang!!"

With a face on the verge of tears, Delia finished stripping off her underwear.

She removed her bra and panties and laid them neatly on top of her folded clothes.

I particularly appreciated how she had carefully spread open the gusset of her panties.

'Spreading her panties out wide is a sign that she's surrendered to me.'

Finally, Delia was completely naked, without a single thread on her body.

Her bouncing bare breasts and the pristine pussy between her thighs were exposed to me. The young half-elf's pussy was completely hairless. That's because elves grow body hair later than other demi-human races. Until they reach 100 years old, not a single pubic hair grows down there.

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!

I finally gave the now naked Delia a round of applause. I admired her courage in trying to apologize while enduring such shame in front of a strange man.

"Now, the bowing part?"

"F-Fine, I'll do it, okay?!?"

Still stark naked, Delia pressed her hands together respectfully and bowed deeply toward me.

"Wi-With sincere...!"

I saw Delia prostrating herself in apology, pressing her forehead to the storage room floor. Coincidentally, the storage room was completely covered in snow due to the trial. Without meaning to, Delia had ended up performing a naked dogeza on the snow. It was, without a doubt, several times more humiliating than an ordinary prostrating apology.

"I apologize!"

"What exactly are you apologizing for?"

"For looking down on and belittling your magical accomplishments! For mocking you as a perverted freak because you're an incubus! For stealing your dessert! It was all my fault!!"

As she rattled off her wrongdoings, I wanted to shout for joy.

This silver-haired half-elf had been driving me crazy for two whole weeks.

Disrupting my trial with trash talk!

Stealing all my desserts!

Making fun of me by calling me a perverted Dream Demon!

All the bitterness I'd felt back then now came rushing back as an overwhelming sense of catharsis.

Mixed with lust, the catharsis was too much, and I couldn't help but burst into audible laughter.

"Hahaha! Serves you right, you elf bitch! Apologize louder!"

"I'm sorry—!!"

"Louder!! So the people working outside the storage room can hear!!"

"I sincerely apologize, aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh—!!!!!"

Shivering in the nude, Delia shouted her apology with a desperate, frantic voice. I circled around her as she performed her sincere naked dogeza. I wanted to remember this moment—a proud half-elf surrendering to a Dream Demon—from every possible angle.

'Nice big ass. A type made for easy childbirth.'

And of course, I didn't forget to move around behind her and observe Delia from the rear.

As she prostrated, Delia was forced to humiliatingly present her firm ass and pussy to me. Her position couldn't be changed, so it wasn't just her pussy: even her cute little asshole was laid bare for all to see.

I found myself thinking, whoever ends up taking this girl for their own would probably be very happy come bedtime.

I'm certainly not going to be the one to take her, of course.

Because she's a goddamn brat.

"That's enough. Stand up now."

"Thank youuuuu!!!"

Delia scrambled to her feet, her face covered in tears. But I made no move to wipe them away.

Trying to act sweet at this point would be pointless. She would just hate me for being a disgusting hypocrite. A person has to live consistently.

"Hic, hic! Do you have a handkerchief?"

"Here."

Instead of wiping her face, I lightly tossed her the handkerchief from my pocket. Delia caught it and wiped her tears, then went ahead and blew her nose right into it with a loud honk! I never told her to blow her nose, but that was just typical Delia. If I ever got that handkerchief back, I'd have to throw it away.

"I-I'll give it back to you."

"Nah. I don't need it, so you keep it."

"Mmkay...."

No, wait.

Rather than throwing it away, I'll just let her have it. That's the cleaner compromise.

While watching Delia get to her feet, I made a fascinating discovery. Sometime during her naked dogeza, Delia's nipples had become fully erect. Hard, erect half-elf nipples, even though no one had touched them.

"Haaaa...."

There was a faint hint of arousal mixed in with Delia's breathing, too.

A moment later, I realized why Delia had gotten turned on.

'It must be her elf blood.'

Elves, a race you could call natural exhibitionists and voyeurs, actually feel joy when ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠someone sees them naked. In some cases, the joy is so intense that some elves even feel sexual pleasure from it.

Delia seemed to be one of those types.

My guess that she was suppressing her elven instincts was correct.

"Delia. Don't tell me the reason you kept your body wrapped up so tightly in a robe was because of your sexual kinks?"

"......!"

Delia fell silent, covering her nipples with her arms.

Her silence was as good as a confession.

The more I stared at her naked body, the more ragged Delia's breathing became.

"Your body gets aroused when other people see your bare skin? Just what I'd expect from an elf bloodline."

"Sh-Shut up!"

Delia shook her head vehemently, but I had already seen through her sexual proclivities. My perceptiveness as a mage had pierced straight into her inner self. Delia was suddenly looking at me with a terrified expression.

"S-So what are you gonna do about it! You gonna go around telling the whole neighborhood about my weakness? About how I pant and heave pathetically once I'm stripped? Or are you planning to blackmail me into doing perverted things like in those erotic pictures?!"

Exploiting a woman's weakness was an incubus's specialty.

But honestly, forcing myself on a woman didn't really interest me. Because sex with spiritual connection, vanilla sex with a lover—that is truly the best.

Sex without love is empty.

"I'm not gonna do anything perverted, you damn Kanpeu. I've no intention of using your weakness against you."

"R-Really?!"

Delia looked at me with an expression of pure disbelief.

Anyway, it was a lost cause to ever hope for trust from this brat, believe it or not. I just told her it wasn't the case and left it at that.

"Yeah."

"Hmm."

Delia gave me a suspicious look but didn't press further. Instead, as if she thought the naked dogeza was finally over, she began gathering up the clothes she'd left on the floor. Just as she was about to slide her panties up between those alabaster thighs, I opened my mouth.

"Why are you getting dressed? The naked apology isn't fully finished yet."

"What? We just did it?"

"It's different from the conditions we agreed to at the start. You clearly promised to make a naked apology in front of everyone, where people could see. So why are we ending this with just the two of us here?"

"Ah...!"

In that instant, Delia stared at me with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the expression of a patriot who'd just seen their country fall.

In truth, the naked dogeza was not over.

To properly apologize, Delia had to walk out of this storage room with me. She had to perform a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠true naked dogeza in full view of the Nain Gard members.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah...!"

Realizing the truth, Delia slumped to the storage room floor, landing hard on her ass. Her pristine white panties, damp from the snow, were tangled around her ankles.

"What's wrong? Hurry up and get up and go outside."

"P-Please, just letting me skip the going outside part! I might not look it, but I'm the successor to the Temple Master. What would the members think if their own successor walked around naked in public?! It'll destroy our entire order of Nain Gard!!"

"Then you shouldn't have picked a fight."

"Please! Please, have mercy! I'm begging youuuuu!!"

Delia sobbed, rubbing her hands together in desperate supplication.

I let out a sigh and walked over to where she was sitting, slumped on her ass. I'd never actually planned on making this silver-haired half-elf take a naked stroll in the first place.

If the other members found out, it wouldn't just be Delia who was fucked—I'd be done for too. I'd be dragged right before the Temple Master and dismembered for the crime of defiling his daughter.

So instead of a naked stroll, I was going to administer a different punishment.

"Then, in place of going outside, I'll give you a different punishment."

"Wh-What kind of punishment?"

"Stay still."

Delia looked up at me, covering her tits with both hands like a makeshift bra. She probably thought I was going to abuse her breasts or something. But unfortunately, she was covering the wrong part.

Smack!

"Augh!"

I flicked Delia right on the crown of her head.

This was the punishment in place of the naked stroll. Because I'd always had an irresistible urge to flick this silver-haired brat on the head.

"That's all. Get up and get dressed."

"Hu-huaaaa...."

Delia got to her feet and put her clothes back on piece by piece.

Soon, she had her blouse and skirt on, even donning her robe to fully cover her body. As she did, her arousal subsided and her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠breathing returned to normal.

"My head hurts."

"Be grateful I'm letting you off with just a flick."

"Tch."

Now, the trial was over and the disciplinary lesson for the half-elf was done, too.

I just had to wake up early tomorrow morning and head back to the port city. It was time to meet back up with Bella and the others.

Because of the trial, I'd been separated from them for almost two weeks. I was curious about what had happened in the port city while I was gone. Something about investigating the fishmen who were starting riots, I think?

'I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight.'

I left the storage room alongside Delia. I planned to find my quarters and go straight to bed.

But as we were passing through the long corridor, a member walking by struck up a conversation with me.

It was the old member who was always on duty near the storage room.

The storage room had no windows. Fortunately, the old member hadn't witnessed Delia's naked dogeza.

"Lord Luke! I see you have passed the quarterstaff trial! Congratulations on awakening as a Rune Mage!"

"How did you know I passed the trial?"

"Why, because you're holding the quarterstaff in your hand. You must have passed the trial. It's unbelievable that you passed in just two weeks. Soon, the whole temple will be buzzing with news of you."

It would make sense for a stir to be caused because of me. After all, passing the trial in two weeks was a feat said to only be possible for those with the qualities of an Archmage. Everyone would be shocked at the new record set by a wandering mage from outside, not even a member of the order.

"I see. Buzz or not, it doesn't matter to me. I'm leaving first thing tomorrow morning."

"Excuse me? You must not leave right away!"

When I told him my schedule to leave the temple, the old member, for some reason, tried to detain me.

"The Temple Master wishes to meet with you, Lord Luke, tomorrow morning."

"Temple Master Lorentius is looking for me?"

"He said he has something he absolutely must discuss. He has a story about his daughter he wants to tell you."

The Temple Master's daughter?

That's Delia.

I glanced at Delia, who was walking right next to me. Delia's eyes were wide, as if she was hearing this for the first time, too.

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