Morning. We were served simple bread baked at the Dungeon Front Camp, a hearty but unrefined soup simmered in a large cauldron, and milk from the Unicorn of the Corner.
It wasn’t a special feast for us. Gathered to protect the Dungeon and its surroundings, we lack the stability of a household or any support system for food production at the camp outside the Dungeon. Given these circumstances, it’s difficult for residents to secure their own sustenance. With young men from many clans arriving irregularly, ensuring meals becomes even more challenging.
That’s why, under Dier’s name, ingredients are requisitioned from each clan, and such meals are provided frequently, much like military rations. “I wish I could eat too,” Breakcore said with a sigh. “This immortal body won’t be poisoned by food, but wasting it feels unbearable.”
“Hmm…” It would have been more enjoyable to join the circle of diners, yet consuming food meant painstakingly transported from the Clan Estate without needing to do so… that truly felt awkward.
”…That’s right. Instead, offer me your flesh.”
“Stop. Let’s discuss something like that another time.”
Even though the holy beast’s body regenerates infinitely with the support of “Qi,” I’d appreciate it if the person standing before me didn’t smile while saying, “This is my flesh; eat as much as you want.”
After the meal, we took off again on Lyra.
As Village Chief Dier, blacksmith Gant, and Breakcore waved goodbye, Lyra steered toward the Clan Estate.
“How long has it been since your master caused such a spectacular commotion?”
“The atmosphere is different from when you were alone with Andy… Those kinds of exchanges are quite charming too♪”
“So, so is that how it is?”
Chibi-Lyra and Aurora looked oddly satisfied.
Perhaps their sensibilities differ from ordinary people, but I still don’t fully understand their reasoning for preferring groups. Well, as a man, I’m not troubled at all by this, but the women seem bored with long intervals between encounters.
“I would prefer one-on-one interactions… though I cannot deny what the Sky-Colored Princess says.”
“Really?”
“After all, whether in appearance or status, she’s someone to be proud of. It’s also satisfying that so many are captivated by the man I’ve chosen.”
”…I don’t get it.” No matter how magnificent other suitors may be, I want to keep the woman I love all to myself… Ugh. Considering this, my tastes might just be terrible in various ways.
“What are you thinking about… Well, I can guess.”
”…I’m so selfish.”
“Absolutely.”
Eilina chuckled softly.
“But don’t worry. I fully understand that. Even when Apple suggested pairing with female slaves, it stemmed from your desire to remain hers alone, even if it meant abandoning the seat of her sole wife.”
”…You’ve said things like that before.”
“That’s fine. It’s sad, but you cannot keep us with you forever. One-on-one love or marriage only holds meaning when both parties belong to the same species and share the same lifespan—when they can swear eternity together… You don’t fit that mold from the start. Equality doesn’t exist in the first place… So, just love in your own way.”
“Even if Eilina freely forgives me… It still feels cowardly…”
“Yes, it’s cowardly. What you gave me can only be described as cowardice. You shattered illusions of conventional marriage and idealized love, wanting to give more to yourself… W-wait, what am I saying?”
”…You know…”
If she seemed to be speaking shamelessly, she would suddenly lower her head in embarrassment.
I couldn’t tell if she was bold or naive; it’s truly hard to understand this girl.
But—
“If you keep saying such cute things, you’ll end up pregnant.”
”…U-um, that’s troublesome…♪”
Eirina smiled happily.
“Hah. That’s fine, that’s fine.”
Chibi Laila chuckled.
“You are not granted eternity. You have too much love. I knew this from the start. Yet, I fell in love with you anyway… You can just be yourself. Just as always, let your affection follow your impulses.”
”…Don’t compare people to lustful monkeys all the time.”
I realized my argument lacked persuasiveness.
”…Um, that kind of conversation should stay among ourselves…” Neia, pulling back her hat brim, made a modest request.
They arrived at the Red Clan’s estate by midday.
There, Eirina turned to the other girls with a solemn expression.
“I’ll definitely return to Polka by tomorrow. So, could you two let me go from here on?”
“Well…”
Diane stifled Neia, who was about to say something, with a wry smile.
“Understood.”
“Eh, but—”
“It’s fine. …I’ve heard where we’re going next, and I know everyone will be safe.”
Diane paused for a moment.
“Aurora probably wants to make herself the protagonist when she catches a man and returns to her hometown, doesn’t she?”
”…Yes. That’s right.”
As if understanding what was being said, Aurora also paused before bursting into giggles.
Laila nodded in agreement. Only Neia wore a slightly confused expression, but she was pushed along anyway, spinning around.
“Well then.”
“I’m sorry.”
Diane and Eirina exchanged a light wave.
Then, Eirina took my hand and led me to the irregularly shaped plaza where teleportation magic is cast.
“Next is White.”
“Yeah.”
The estate of the White Clan was nothing special—a village nestled deep in the mountains. Nearby lay a lake and a river; scattered manor houses dotted the landscape, while the forest spread endlessly, wrapping around gentle hills.
“This is…”
“The final destination of this journey. The last place I wish to show Lord Smaison… or rather, there’s nothing truly worth seeing here.”
“No, that’s not quite it. …It’s just interesting to think about where Eirina grew up.”
“Huh?”
A young elf peered cautiously from beyond the trees of the forest.
The village exuded a tranquil atmosphere; people moved slowly through its streets, and one could almost intuitively grasp how Eirina had lived here over a hundred years ago. Peaceful, gentle, utterly ordinary. That is surely what this land was like. She must have been raised with pure, straightforward love.
“Ugh, ugh… I feel like they’re staring at me strangely.”
“Don’t mind them.”
Soon after, adult elves hurried toward the visibly uncomfortable Eirina. Seeing children behind them, it seemed they had taught the kids to approach her.
“Eirina-sama!”
“You’ve returned safely, Eirina-sama!”
“This human is…”
“Lord Smaison. You should know him; he’s the hero of that Holy Beast incident.”
“Yes… Welcome. I am Darr, one of those who tends to Eirina-sama.”
“And I’m Ritz.”
“I’m Margaret.”
One by one, the elves offered greetings with bowed heads, making me feel quite embarrassed.
All three were young and beautiful as usual, yet their air radiated that of anxious caretakers, earning my immediate goodwill.
“By the way, let’s treat Lord Smaison properly! Having guided countless clans and estates, I want to prepare a feast so impressive no one can say we fell short!”
“Yes, sir!”
Swiftly obeying Eirina’s words, the three elves dashed off.
Then, Eirina took my hand and led me toward the lake.
“The dinner will be worth looking forward to… How about a lakeside stroll until then?”
“That sounds fine.”
I had assumed, taking Diane’s words at face value—that she meant for me to become the protagonist of some grand event—but apparently not.
Eirina held my hand as we slowly walked along the lakeshore beside the clan estate.
It was a lake roughly two hours’ walk around its perimeter.
While paths had been laid out around it, there were hardly any signs of frequent foot traffic.
“Even the elves seem to be facing declining birthrates.”
“Well, yes. It might even be said that their numbers are dropping most sharply among certain clans.”
Eirina spoke with a tinge of sadness.
“There’s an ancient ruin beneath this lake. The sunken palace is said to be at the center of an old barrier.”
Hita, hitahita, Elenia steps forward across the surface of the lake. My boots splash up water with ease, yet she walks upon it without a single ripple disturbing the mirror-like expanse.
After just a few steps, she turns to look back at me.
“White has been entrusted with the heavy burden of guarding this barrier’s core… The collapse of the barrier would not merely strip the elves of their protection; if we were to release the warped space within, the entire continent could face destruction… And yet, Father insists on passing the leadership of our clan to a girl like me. There are no others left. Should the clan leader fall ill, there is no one else but this ignorant child, whose only talent lies in magic, to shoulder such responsibility… That is why I support Kristi’s research. The decline of our elves is not merely a natural phenomenon; we cannot simply accept it as the waning of our race. There must be something we can do.”
”…Elenia.”
“I’m sorry for airing my grievances… but I wanted to confide in you at least once. Even I… carry burdens of my own.”
A faint, troubled smile graces her lips. “Like any other woman, I long to be embraced by you.”
That is why—
…that is why she wished to return with only the two of us.
Not because I sought support from others, but to confirm that, as myself, I would still reach out to her.
“I don’t particularly enjoy being tested like this,” she says.
“My apologies.”
“But, well, I’ll go along with it. Even so, I will never let you go. You are mine forever.”
”…Understood.”
“No, you’re my female slave. I’ll impregnate you. Just like any other woman, I’ll continue to make love to you until the day we die. Elenia, it doesn’t matter whether you’re an elf or a clan leader—I claim you because you’re beautiful.”
”…Yes… Ah, as expected, you say such things…♪”
Elenia takes my hand and leads me forward. Invited across the lake’s surface, this time my boots do not sink.
Gazing intently into the blue waters, I can clearly see a palace-like structure rising beneath.
Directly above it, in the very center of the lake, we embrace as if the water itself were our bed.
“Elenia…”
”…Heheh. I’ve been skilled in this water-walking magic since childhood, precisely because I often gazed down upon this place.”
“So, fate has brought us to conceive here, in a spot steeped in memories…?”
“Fate is indeed ironic,” she replies.
“I find it rather bitter.”
“But I am happy… You cherish me as a woman despite such a cruel twist of fate…♪”
I strip away Elenia’s clothes, while hers are removed by her own hands.
Upon the most sacred facility of our clan estate, in the heart of the lake.
A young clan leader and I entwine naked, devouring each other’s lips.
“Are you sure this illusion will hold?”
“Do you not trust me? If we engage in such play, it is I who shall face ruin.”
“As expected.”
The water beneath our feet, manipulated by magic, feels like a bed of cotton—cool to the touch, yet never chilling enough to freeze our bodies. In this vast expanse, I violate the ruler of this land, still appearing as a child. How liberating… how sinful…
“Hehe… Well, come here, Lord Smaysion…” After a passionate kiss, Elina spreads her legs and invites me inside.
The ethereal, swaying background contrasts sharply with her pale, slender naked form—a sight so dazzling it nearly blinds me.
“Push your hips out further. Open your legs bolder… yes.”
“Hehe, you’re being crude, my lord… ♪”
“I’ll make you endure this for the rest of your life. You won’t escape now.”
“By the time you’re an old man, I’ll have become some utterly shameless mistress… ♪”
To her, the sense of taboo and liberation must be far greater than what I feel. Trembling with humiliation, her entire body flushed crimson as her small, hairless genitals glistened visibly with arousal.
“This perverted girl…” I could no longer hold back and lunged forward.
Slapping my inner thighs together like a frenzy, I kissed her chest, then devoured her lips while frantically searching for her vagina with the desperate movements of an animal in heat, grinding my penis against her. Pre-cum smeared across her skin.
“Ahh… Lord Smaysion, my pussy is right here… right here… fill me up… ruin me from the inside… ♪”
“Yes, I’ll ruin you. I’ll make sure you never forget your cock. Every time you return to this estate, I want you to remember what I did to you here… I want you to remember being impregnated by me with all my strength!!”
“Ahh, yes, defile me further… let yourself stain me… ♪”
“Gaaahh…!!”
“Nnnk, haa…!!”
I thrust forcefully into Elina.
Her slender limbs looked so fragile that even I could break them. Her adorable face was completely flushed with stimulation and shame. Every limb of hers clung to mine—refusing to let go, refusing to separate. She gripped me tightly, exerting immense effort as if trying to accept my base desires.
Such a silver-haired beauty filled me with such intense affection that I moved wildly, pounding my hips without restraint. I hammered my glans against her cervix over and over.
“Ahh… Lord Smaysion, I’m… I’m… kkuu, aaah…”
“You belong to me. You’re my female slave. You’ll have sex with me for the rest of your life. You’ll bear my children!!”
“Yes… yes, I am… I am yours… your woman… hard… you are my master… ♪”
“Goooooohh…!!”
Elina’s eyes narrowed in a trance-like state of ecstasy, while I could see nothing but the peak of my arousal. The man and woman desperately thrusting in the middle of the lake must have looked terribly foolish, yet…
I swung my hips with such intensity that it felt like my head would burst from the strain. And then—
“Khh!!”
Climax.
I pulled away from Elina’s waist and splashed my semen all over the lake water with a pichapicha sound.
“Ahh… haa… ah… ah… S-Smaysion, my lord…?” Though exhausted from my actions, Elina looked at me with a slightly bewildered expression.
”……How shameless of me…♪”
“Heheh… phew…”
Eventually, they exchanged smiles and both slumped in relief. The scattered semen floated gently against the backdrop of the ruins, strangely conspicuous.
The next day, I returned to Polka alongside Irina.
“So, it seems His Excellency Smyson intends to make me his female slave,” she declared casually before Dianna and the others, her tone dripping with the implication that I had been utterly at the mercy of my own desires.
“Ah, Irina…?”
Agreed?
…A mischievous smirk returned in response.
“Hey Andy, calm down and think this through; we can’t just act on impulse.”
“Andy-kun? When exactly do you plan to begin formally training Master?”
“Don’t be fooled by Anzeros or Hilda! This guy is surprisingly…”
“Heheh, isn’t your excuse pitiful, His Excellency Smyson? I’ve got it all on record. You asked me to have sex with you for the rest of my life and bear your children, didn’t you?”
“Could we at least show a little mercy!!”
…I hope this is Irina’s way of hiding her embarrassment.