Even in the gold clan’s territory, we ended up bickering one way or another, and so returned to the ranch in a carriage drawn by an old horse. Then I returned the carriage and headed for the next clan domain.
“The evening is drawing near. Perhaps I should find a place to stay tonight?”
“Is there no place that won’t let us stay?”
After all, this is a visit from a clan leader; surely they’d lend us a bed.
“As for Gast’s retired silver domain, or Alma the fortune-telling witch’s purple lands—let alone Oliver, who’s said to be Gast’s senior brother—I find it somewhat awkward to ask for lodging in their territories.”
”……Is that really how you put it?”
“If no one hears us say it, then anyone can claim otherwise.”
Well, even among elves, once they gather to live together, a few whispered rumors are bound to spread. But silver, purple, and gold?
“So blue and green are okay, then?” The clans we became enemies with at that clan conference were the remaining five besides Ielina’s white, Dierl’s red, Gorkus’s orange, and Christie’s cherry blossom—all supposedly conservative in ideology.
“Green’s Shaki elder is fairly moderate within those circles. Or rather, green has many ambitious successors who fight among themselves every so often, making it hard to call them a united front. The elder himself, for better or worse, simply wishes nothing would happen in the forest.”
“So if we just say ‘let us stay’?”
“At least they’d tell us not to cause too much trouble within their territory. They should still recognize Lord Samison, after all.”
……He was so frail and senile that it was hard to tell what he was thinking—but essentially, he’s a man burdened by endless worries.
“What about blue?”
“The clan leader is Elder Voice. ……Well, you’ll see when you meet him. Let’s stay there tonight, then.”
Ielina activated teleportation magic from the twisted square. We were enveloped in light and instantly transported.
The blue clan domain lay beside a body of water. Now, a clan domain is essentially just a village, so choosing a location near water for daily life is only natural—but this one was enormous. No, it wasn’t the village that was big; it was the water.
“Is this… a lake?”
“It’s the sea.”
“W-wait, the sea!? Even the ocean is inside the ancient barrier!?”
The ancient barrier distorts spatial connections with the outside world. While the land above ground might be manageable, if the barrier extends even into the depths of the sea, things could get quite troublesome.
“It’s not a vast area—just a tiny stretch. Still, since it’s completely cut off from the outer sea, no fish can enter. The sea before this clan domain seems to serve as a kind of living aquarium.”
“So when we want seafood?”
“We’d have to row out beyond the barrier and face the raging storms and fierce battles between humans and elves.”
……The wind howled fiercely, the sky darkened, and elves paddled canoes through rough waves. Each carrying fishing gear, they reeled in tuna, marlin, penguins, and even walruses.
Sometimes elves return with the great harvest flag unfurled, having barely escaped life and death in battles against sea serpents and leviathans. …Such an image instantly unfolds in my mind.
”…It seems the elf I imagined has been eroded by something far more powerful than ever before.”
“Hmm. I don’t know what you were thinking, but you’re probably not wrong.”
“For real!?”
No way.
Just then, on the pier by the seaside, blue-skinned elves gathered around a massive cauldron, holding an assembly straight out of my imagination.
“Come on~ Sea Elves are just irresistible~♪”
“Hahaha, hey, we’re running low on booze!”
“Let’s gut the next lanceshark too!”
Several long-eared fishermen with sunburnt faces grinned in ways elves shouldn’t be able to, singing and dancing with evident joy. Among them, seated at the head of the gathering, was an old man fondling the rear of a young elf girl—I recognized him immediately.
“How’s it going, Uncle Voice?”
”…Huh? Oh, you… I think you’re from White Yan’s place…”
“It’s me, Ailina.”
“Oh right, that’s right. Well, drink up!”
“I’ll have some.”
While the elf girl pinched his rear, Uncle Voice poured her a cup of wine without seeming to think about anything at all. “And by the way… uh… who are you?” It seemed I had been completely forgotten.
A plain-looking elf nearby, one who rarely goes fishing, whispered quietly in my defense. “Uncle Voice, that’s the human from back when we dealt with that holy beast.”
Uncle Voice paused for a moment. Then—
“What do you mean ‘that time’? Ugh, forget it! You drink too! By the way, which clan are you from?”
“From Polka…”
“Polka clan?! Well then, here’s your cup—I’ll pour it myself!”
He seemed entirely unconcerned.
I took a sip of the wine.
It tasted smooth. In fact, I’ve had this before.
“Aha… could this be…”
“Mmhm. It’s ‘Raging Whale.’ You drank some last night too, didn’t you?”
Right, they said it was made in the Blue Clan’s territory. “Oh right? Tasty, isn’t it? The one making this wine is my grandson’s brother-in-law.”
And so began Uncle Voice’s family bragging session.
…
The sun had long set, and only under the moonlight did the old man Voice finally finish his tale. “Thus, my ship has now become raw material for a lucky charm,” he declared.
By then, the content of his story had already been delivered tomorrow.
Just as I thought that, Elina interrupted while pouring him another drink.
“By the way, could you lend us your lodging tonight? We’re on our way to guide Smayson through the forest.”
“Oh, right, I see. Well, whatever it is, Entru, just handle it for now.”
“Yes, yes…”
The ordinary elf youth who had previously offered advice stepped forward with a slightly exasperated expression before us.
“Rooms are prepared; please follow me.”
“Hah! If you get thirsty again, come mix in with us!”
Voice was in high spirits, shaking his flask while once more pinching the rear of a young woman, only to be promptly flicked back.
”…Well, Voice is just that kind of old man,” I muttered.
“I get it.”
“Originally, he excelled in martial prowess, but he leaves all the details to others. In the clan council, Silver Gast and Purple Alma seem wise enough, so difficult matters are entrusted to them.”
“Even as a representative of an entire clan, is that acceptable?”
“It may not be ideal elsewhere, but among the Blue Clan, things work out just fine with this approach. In such environments, popularity above all else is key.”
I had assumed elves came in various temperaments—some aggressive, others friendly—but I hadn’t realized even the deep-forest elves included figures like him.
Of course, staying at another clan’s estate meant separate rooms; sharing a bed was out of the question.
Smayson and Elina were assigned to different guest chambers within Voice’s residence.
“Well then, Elina. See you tomorrow.”
“Mm. Where are we heading tomorrow?”
“Just decide based on your mood, as long as it doesn’t drag on too long.”
After exchanging goodnight greetings, I settled into bed. The room offered a fresh sensation with the sound of waves drifting through the window, yet it also brought an unexpected sense of calm. Thanks to the wine, I fell asleep almost immediately.
The next morning, when I woke up…
“…mnnn…”
“Hey.”
Elina was already in the same futon, as if it were completely natural.
And fully naked. So she really does sleep without clothes.
“…phew… Good morning, Lord Smayson.”
“You slept in the other room!”
”…I did, didn’t I?”
There’s no way to explain that away smoothly here.
“Phew… Ah, but perhaps this is my charm as a woman. Beautiful women are indeed sinful creatures.”
With half-asleep eyes, Elina reached out without hesitation and touched the early-rising part of me.
“That’s because humans tend to feel energetic in the morning.”
“Hoo. That’s convenient, isn’t it?” I tried to say that it had nothing to do with your charm, but… The sensation of your small body, slightly warmer than usual, made it impossible to deny the truth. …A body I’ve tasted again and again yesterday. Delicate limbs that seem ready to break, a slender waist that could be cradled in both palms, a tight and easily wet vagina. And then—
“Heh? You’re making such a greedy face, aren’t you?” Her face was perfectly formed, innocent, and utterly adorable.
“You’ve been caught… Well, Ailina.”
“Hmm.”
“Lick it.”
”…Not the best thing to say first thing in the morning♪”
At first, I meant to tease her as my lust ran wild, but Ailina chuckled softly and tried to burrow deeper into the futon.
I grabbed her, lifted her up, and placed her on top of me.
“W-What are you doing…?!”
“I want to lick it too.”
“Mmph, mmmph… You perverted bastard…”
“Shut up, you perverted woman!”
I straddled Ailina’s face and made her suck my cock.
Morning insemination isn’t bad either, but this is nice too.
“N-No, I’m going to lick it… Fyah, b-but you should’ve asked first…!?”
“Mmmnnn… Lick, lick. Come on, first come, first served.”
“Oh, oh, you pervert!”
At first, Ailina hesitated and licked tentatively, but then, as if to compete with me, she suddenly opened her small mouth wide and bit down on my glans. I didn’t want to lose either, so I parted her labia and began coating her slightly immature yet incredibly pleasurable hole with saliva.
“G-Gh, y-you’re being so bold… N-Don’t touch my beans! I’ll cum if you do…!!”
“Lame? Slurp… Alright, then this one.”
“Faaah!?”
She licked her ass too. Between her buttocks, which felt like mochi against my cheek, I thoroughly savored her cute anus.
“S-Stop, stop… At least stop for just a little while… B-Before I drink your seed, you’ll make me finish…!”
“Eh… You don’t have to drink it? Even if I cum naturally, I can just push it into my mouth.”
I’ve heard that many people who suck also spit out afterward. But Ailina argued back while diligently licking my glans.
“I will drink… Y-You said you made me drink your juice every day at that Apple place, didn’t you…?”
“Well, yeah…”
”…W-wara-wara, at the very least, I am a woman worthy of you. No, I wish to be such a woman. If he can do it but I cannot, my heart shall not rest.”
“It doesn’t matter much whether or not I drink it… well, I’m happy about it.”
“T-thank you if you’re happy with that… nnngh…”
Elenia, driven almost by pride, eagerly suckled on my member. The sight of this petite noblewoman vigorously sucking and slurping my grotesque manhood was intensely arousing; her stammering yet passionate strokes relentlessly stimulated my pleasure center. And so, forgetting all resistance, while feeling the warmth of Elenia’s thighs against my ears—
“Nnngh… n, nngh… nnnngh…!? Nnggggh…!!?”
Ejaculation.
Elenia clung to me as she tried to suck up and swallow it, only to choke.
“Gehh…!?”
“Oh… hey, are you okay, Elenia?”
Though I felt a faint sense of loss that my member had been expelled mid-ejaculation, I worried about Elenia as she continued to choke. Through her buttocks. But once her coughing subsided, Elenia looked up at me with a deeply regretful expression after seeing the semen spilled across her lap. Perhaps it was because of the coughing, but her tearful eyes made her look even more pitiful—and adorable.
“W-wara-wara… I want to… drink it…!”
“You don’t have to drink it…”
”…Wara-wara! I want to drink it! I said so!”
”…Don’t scream like that.”
If that young man named Entrala heard you, what would he think?
“The illusion is properly maintained… Lord Samson, ah, just one more time, may I let you drink?”
”…You don’t need to get so worked up…”
Still, facing the beautiful girl who begged with tears in her eyes for me to let her drink.
”…Oh, ohh♪”
“Well… since it’s already erect, fine.”
My member was truly early riser.
After enduring Elenia’s return match, I greeted Elder Voice, who continued the banquet, and then headed toward the Transfer Plaza.
…It seems that among the Blue clan, it is customary to continue the banquet for several days like a corpse in suspended animation, dozing off or taking breaks within the forest inside the barrier, where the climate is warm and gentle.
“Indeed… then next, let’s go to Sakura.”
“Sakura? That place of Christie’s?”
“Hmm. That place is truly amazing.”
Elenia activated her teleportation magic, enveloped in light.
The first thing I noticed upon arriving was not the smell of the sea from the Blue clan estate, but rather the scent of flowers. Even for me, who rarely pays attention to such scents, it was a refreshing and vibrant breeze filled with floral fragrance. “Oh… ohh…”
When the blinding light of teleportation faded and I opened my eyes, I found myself surrounded by nothing but a field of flowers.
I’ve been here before, but last time it was a clan-wide barbecue party; this is the first time I’m seeing it under normal circumstances.
And as expected, the most striking thing was the flowers.
“Wow, there were so many flowers!”
“When I came before, the place was filled with the smell of grilled one-horned horses from the Kakouya clan.”
“Haa… Looking at it again, it’s truly beautiful. Truly impressive.”
“Well, the flowers are nice, but what I mean by ‘amazing’ isn’t that?”
Elenia smiled mischievously and started walking forward.
The Sakura Clan’s estate is situated on the gentle slope of a hill.
As we followed Elenia up the hill, the summit opened into a small viewing platform.
From there, the plains beyond the hill stretched endlessly—truly endless—a vast ranch.
“Whoa… this is incredible…”
Scattered trees dotted the landscape, but everything else was meticulously maintained pastureland—not seasonal grazing like around Porka, but year-round managed fields.
Dotted across these pastures were countless one-horned horses.
The mythical beasts said to have already gone extinct in the northern continent were being raised here in astonishing numbers.
Or rather… are they even being “raised”?
“It looks more like a sudden overpopulation of one-horned horses that’s impossible to manage…”
“Well, without agricultural magic for livestock management, the Sakura clan alone couldn’t possibly handle this. What you can see from here is still less than a quarter of the total.”
”…Hmm?”
Elenia suddenly switched to a polite tone, so I turned around and found Kristie standing there.
We’ve met a few times before; she’s the head of the Sakura clan—or rather, acting head.
“Hello, Mr. Samson, Elenia. I was quite surprised by your sudden visit.”
“Mm. We’re intruding, Kristie.”
“Oh, hello!”
“How about it? If you’d like, we could have lunch here.”
Kristie lifted a basket and several bamboo water flasks to show us.
“Is that okay?”
It seemed too efficient for something she prepared just for us.
Kristie gave a wry smile.
“I actually made this portion for my father and his disciples who are going out to see the one-horned horses elsewhere, but… well, I’ll have them make another batch and take it along.”
Elenia seemed to realize how much trouble she’d caused and smiled with an apologetic expression.
“Sorry about that.”
“It’s fine. It would be sad if we couldn’t offer any hospitality when the leader of the White Clan and the Hero of the Sacred Beast Dungeon have visited us.”
Kristie smiled softly.
…Ah, this is nice. This kind of “older sister” vibe.
On a sunny hilltop, under a clear sky: a picnic lunch with beautiful women and girls on a green carpet.
A breeze carrying the fresh scent of flowers. Soft, sweet bread specially made by elves, paired with a thick-cut ham sandwich made from unicorn meat. And then, there’s tea with an oddly mysterious aroma.
“Something wonderful is happening…”
“Oh my, oh my. I’m so glad it suits your taste.”
“But you’re getting far too lost in the moment, aren’t you, my dear?”
Everything feels so good.
“I can understand why elves would never want to leave this forest again.”
“A sandwich and syrup tea shouldn’t make you feel that way.”
“Oh, rude of me… But how about staying here tonight? We could serve you even more elaborate dishes at our manor.”
Wow. A tempting offer.
…It’s really great.
Incredibly wonderful.
This sense of satisfaction. This feeling of weightlessness.
And then…
A beautiful young girl, and a stunning beauty.
”…Christie, something seems off about Lord Sumison. Did they put something strange in the meal or the tea?”
“Eh? Wait a minute… Oh no!”
“What’s wrong?! If anything happens to Lord Sumison, both Diane and the holy beast and even the dragon will be in trouble…”
Incredibly wonderful.
A beautiful young girl, and a stunning beauty.
Airina and Christie.
…Well, as a man.
I can’t hold back.
”…”
My feet move on their own, lifting me to my standing position without any conscious effort from my core. There’s no sense of shifting my center of gravity intentionally; it feels more like I’m being pulled along.
Yet, I clearly understand what I want to do. Vaguely, yet unmistakably.
“S-Sumison… my lord?”
“T-That infusion made from the berries of Kanesuki grass should have a mild awakening effect on humans…”
“Christie!?”
They’re saying something, but I don’t quite catch it, so I tune them out.
I casually grab Christie by the hand nearby, seize both her hands, and press my lips to hers.
Christie’s eyes widen in shock.
“S-Sumison… my lord!!”
Ignoring Airina’s startled cry once again, I thoroughly ravage the inside of Christie’s mouth with all my might.
”…Let me do this.”
“Um,” she murmured in a vague, distant voice.
“Oh, um… t-that thing…”
“Sex.”
“Oh, well… y-you mean me…?”
She said it with a troubled expression. Honestly, being this flustered is fine.
“Yes. I want to fuck you, Christie.”
“Aaaah… y-yes, that’s right… there’s nothing I can do about it.”
Christie laughed while still looking troubled.
“Please.”
“Christie, what are you saying!?”
“After all, I can’t leave it up to anyone else.”
She continued unbuttoning her skirt slowly, a bitter smile on her lips.
I grabbed the hem of my shirt midway through and tore the buttons apart with a puchi-puchi sound, exposing Christie’s chest.
Big.
”…Ngh…”
“Aaaah!”
Christie accepted me burying my face in her breasts without any reproach.
I pushed her down, lifted her skirt to expose her lower body as well.
She wasn’t wearing underwear.
Lustful. This woman is lustful.
“No panties…”
“S-some clans wear underwear and some don’t…”
“So Christie wanted me to put them on…”
“N-no, that’s… not quite right…”
“W-what are you talking about!?”
“B-because if I didn’t want it, you’d…”
“Y-you say you like me!”
“Both of you shut up!”
I spread Christie’s legs, which offered little resistance, smeared saliva onto her barely wet vagina, and inserted myself with a bit of force.
“Nn… ugh…”
Ignoring Christie, who closed her eyes at the sensation of something foreign, I took hold of Irina’s hand, pulled her close, and kissed her.
“W-what!?! M-Mr. Smyson, that girl…”
“Y-you said it was okay… nnnngh… a-and I… have done this with Mr. Smyson countless times before…”
“Eh? Eh? …Aaah, ugh!?”
With one hand lifting Christie’s leg and the other holding Irina close, I thrust my hips forward.
…Ah, something feels incredibly right. It’s so comforting.
◇◇◇
“Based on the gathered information, it’s undeniable that Andi and Ielina walked through multiple clan territories yesterday.”
“Hmm. There are also testimonies suggesting they seemed unusually close.”
”…So this means—”
“It’s a sneak attack.”
“That’s unforgivable.”
“Oh, um… we should also consider the possibility that they’re in even more dangerous trouble…”
“Let’s go, Lyra. We don’t need the Lord’s explicit order to fly in this situation.”
“They’ve slipped past us and infiltrated the forest uninvited… What a rare chance to barge in without hesitation! ♪”
“I’d also like to voice my concerns to Lady Ielina.”
“Oh—um, ahem… …Ugh, I’ll handle this properly.”
“Everyone do your best~☆ Oh, Neia-chan, why not try a bolder outfit?”
“Eeek!? No, no, that’s fine!”
(TBC)