Morning.
We were served simple bread baked at the Pre-Dungeon Camp, hearty soup made in large pots, and milk from unicorn horses.
It wasn’t exactly a special feast for us.
The Pre-Dungeon Camp, gathered for the purpose of guarding the dungeon and its surroundings, lacks the domestic units and agricultural support that form the basis of food production. By nature, it is difficult for residents to maintain their own food supply on their own. When young people from many clans gather irregularly, securing meals becomes even more difficult.
Therefore, in Dier’s name, ingredients are solicited from each clan, and such meals are served frequently, much like military rations.
“I wish I could eat as well. This immortal body doesn’t poison itself even if it consumes food, but it hurts to see it go to waste.”
Breakcore said regretfully. “Um.”
I thought it would be more fun to join the meal, but honestly, I could understand why he hesitated: wasting food that had been transported over time from the Red Clan’s manor, despite having a body that didn’t need to consume it, did seem like a waste.
”…No, rather, please provide my flesh.”
“Stop. Let’s consider that for a different occasion.”
Even though the flesh of a Sacred Beast regenerates infinitely supported by “Ki,” I really wanted some mercy from the person in front of me who was smiling and saying, “My flesh, eat as much as you want.”
After the meal, we took off again with Lila.
Village Elder Diel, blacksmith Gunt, and the Blaycores all waved their hands in greeting as Lyra set her course for the clan’s manor.
“It was a rather flashy rampage by our Master this time, wasn’t it?”
“The atmosphere with just the two of them is so different from when they’re alone together… There’s a certain charm to that kind of mutual pursuit as well~ ♪” “I-I suppose so?”
Little Lyra and Aurora looked oddly satisfied.
Sure, their sensibilities are different from those of ordinary people, but I don’t quite get their logic on why a group is better. Well, the male side—myself included—doesn’t mind it at all, though; it’s just that the girls seem pretty bored with the long intervals between rounds.
“I prefer one-on-one if possible… but I’m not one to dismiss the Azure Princess’s words either.” “Is that so?”
“After all, whether in appearance or status, they are a prestigious gathering. The fact that such an illustrious group is so smitten with the man I chose adds to my satisfaction as well.” ”…I really don’t get it.”
As for me, no matter how luxurious the other women might be, I want to monopolize my favorite girl all to myself… That’s what I think. …Oh god.
Thinking about it that way, maybe my tastes are pretty low-level in various ways.
“What are you thinking about… Well, I can guess.” ”…I’m quite the self-absorbed one, aren’t I?” “You certainly are.” Eilina let out a soft giggle.
“But do not worry. Apple knows perfectly well. The reason she proposed using a female slave was because you abandoned the status of your sole wife in order to remain her property nonetheless, wasn’t it?”
”…Sounds like something he would say.”
“Very well. It is a sorrowful truth that you cannot keep us from growing old until our very end. A one-on-one romance or marriage only holds meaning when shared between recognized members of the same species with the same lifespan, allowing us to stand as equals and swear eternal vows… To you, such structures serve no purpose. Equality was never in the equation to begin with… So be it. Express love in your own way.”
“Irina just casually granting her permission like that… It makes me feel a bit like a cheater…”
“Aaah, what a cheat you are. What you have given me is beyond the word ‘cheat.’ You shattered my longing for mere matrimony and cookie-cutter affection, making me want you to give me even more… W-What am I saying!” “Yeah, you.”
One would think she was shamelessly declaring such embarrassing things, only for her to suddenly lower her head in embarrassment.
Whether it is courage or innocence, she is a daughter whose true nature one can never quite grasp. But.
“If you keep saying cute things like that, I might get pregnant on you.”
”…Th-That’s, troubling… ♪”
Irina wore a pleased expression.
“Hee. Yes, just so. It is enough, it is enough.” The petite Lyra laughed.
“You cannot offer eternity. You have too much love. We all understood that from the start. And yet, I fell in love with you… Just be yourself. Give me that love as usual, driven by impulse.”
“Stop comparing people to monkeys who are always in heat.”
I knew full well my argument lacked any persuasiveness.
“Umm, please keep that kind of talk between the people here…”
Naira tugged at the brim of her hat, making a modest protest. They had arrived at the Red Clan Manor by midday.
There, Ailina turned to face the other girls with a mysterious look on her face.
“I will definitely return to Polka tomorrow. So, would you allow us two to proceed from here?” “That is…”
Diagne, smiling wryly, cut off Naira as she seemed about to say something else. “Understood.” “But wait, I—”
“It’s fine. …I’ve heard where you’re heading next, and I know you made it there safely.”
Diagne paused for a breath.
“Aurora, when capturing a man to return to his hometown, wouldn’t she also want to go home treating herself as the protagonist?” ”…Yes. You are right.”
As if understanding something, Aurora let out a soft chuckle after a brief pause.
Lyra nodded in agreement. Only Naira wore a slightly confused expression, marked by a question mark in her eyes, before being gently shoved and forced to turn around. “See ya.” “Sorry about that.”
Diagne and Ailina exchanged a brief wave.
And then, Ailina took my hand and led me to the irregularly shaped teleportation circle. “Next up is White.” “Yeah.”
The White Clan Manor was situated in a back-mountain village of unremarkable simplicity.
A lake and a river lay nearby, with houses scattered sparsely throughout the area, while forests spread out endlessly, gently enveloping the rolling hills. “So this is…”
“The final destination of this journey. The last place I wish to show Master Smythson… though, I suppose there is nothing particularly noteworthy to see.”
“Nay, it is not so simple. …Considering that Irina grew up here, it is quite fascinating.” “Hm?”
An elf child peered cautiously from behind the trees in the forest.
Inside the village, which exuded a serene atmosphere, the pace of the walking inhabitants was slow. It was easy to intuitively grasp how Irina had grown up here a hundred and some years ago.
Gentle and kind. Unremarkable in every way.
In a place that could be described as such, surely…
she must have been loved unconditionally and raised with care.
“Hm, hmm… I feel like I am being stared at strangely.” “Don’t worry about it.”
After a while, adult elves rushed over to Irina, who looked visibly uncomfortable. Looking back, one could see the children behind them; they had likely told the adults about her presence. “Lady Irina!”
“Lady Irina, welcome home!” “Who is this human…”
“Lord Smison, I presume. You know of my name, surely? I am the hero of the Sacred Beast incident.”
“Aah… welcome to our home. My name is Dahl; I serve as Lady Ailyna’s caretaker.” “Likewise, I am Liz.” “Margaret.”
One elf after another made the blessing sign, which made me feel rather unworthy of such honors.
All three were no exception in appearance—young and beautiful—but there was an air of anxious caretaking that oozed from them, endearing them to me.
“Now then, let us properly entertain Lord Smison! I have guided many clan manors before this one, and White will be called the most underwhelming if we do not match the standard. Prepare a feast worthy of our skills!” “At once!”
Responding swiftly to Ailyna’s words, the three elves hurried off.
And then Ailyna took my hand and led me toward the lake.
“You may look forward to a splendid dinner. …Until then, how about a stroll along the lakeside?” “Sure.”
Taking Diene-san’s words that I was the protagonist heading home at face value, I had expected something more grandiose to happen, but it seems that wasn’t the case.
Holding hands, Ailyna and I walked slowly along the lakeshore next to the clan manor.
It was a large lake, roughly two hours’ circumference by walking distance.
While the perimeter was maintained as a path to some extent, it didn’t seem like many people actually used it.
“Is the White clan really suffering from a declining birth rate too?”
“Well, it seems so. It would even be accurate to say they are one of the most rapidly shrinking clans.”
Irina said this with a hint of melancholy.
“There is a ruin in this lake. The sunken palace is said to be the center of the ancient barrier.”
Splat, splat-splat… Irina began walking across the surface of the lake. My boots easily kicked up water droplets, but Irina walked on the water without causing so much as a ripple.
And then, after taking only a few steps, she turned back to face me.
“The Whites have been entrusted with the heavy responsibility of guarding this barrier. … The collapse of the barrier would not only mean losing Elf protection; if we release the twisted space as it is, there is a risk that the continent itself could be destroyed. … And yet, my father has appointed such a young girl to succeed him as clan leader. It’s not human logic. If the clan leader falls ill, they would have no choice but to shoulder the burden of someone whose only skill is this kind of magic, a complete ignorant of the world. … Therefore, I support Cristie’s research. The decrease in Elves is not just a natural phenomenon; we cannot simply resign ourselves to thinking of it as the decline of a species. There must be something we can do.” ”…Irina.”
“I apologize; that was just venting… but I wanted you, at least once, to hear it. I too… have my fair share of burdens to bear.”
Irina smiled slightly, looking a bit flustered.
“Like any other woman, I want to believe that even so, you would still hold me close.” Therefore.
…Therefore, is why she wanted to return alone with just us two.
It was simply to confirm that it wasn’t because I relied on some other support, but as myself, that I would still reach out to Irina even so.
“I don’t particularly like being put on the spot with words like that.” “My apologies.”
“But, well, I’ll give it a try. Still, I’m not letting you go. You’re my woman for good now.” ”…I see.”
“No, my female slave. I’m going to get you with child. Just like any other woman, I’ll keep making love to you until the day I die. Ailerina, it doesn’t matter that you’re an Elf or a Clan Leader to me. It’s because you’re cute that I’m making you mine.”
”…I see, then… Ah, so indeed, you would say such things… ♪” Ailerina takes my hand.
I was led out over the lake’s surface. This time, my boots didn’t sink.
Peering into the blue water, I could indeed see what looked like a palace.
Directly above it, in the center of the lake, we lay entwined on the water’s surface as if it were a bed. “Ailerina…”
”…Heh heh, the reason I have always excelled at this Water Walking spell is that I used to look down upon this very spot so often in my youth.”
“And now, fate brings us back to get impregnated in a place full of memories? Is that what it’s like?” “Isn’t it destinyful?” “I think it’s rather ironic fate, actually.”
“I am happy… You treat me as a woman and dote on me without caring about such obstacles… ♪”
I undress the Ailerina I had pinned down. Ailerina strips me of my clothes.
Above the most important facility of the Clan Manor, in the dead center of the lake.
Entangled in a naked tangle with the young clan chief, their lips greedily devouring each other.
“Are you sure it’s properly hidden by an illusion?”
“Do you not trust me? If I were to be exposed and ruined by this kind of play, it would only be myself who suffers.” “That is certainly true.”
The water beneath her feet, manipulated by magic, felt like a bed of cotton. It was cool, but not cold enough to numb her body.
On that vast, wide bed, he violated the ruler of this place in her childish form.
How liberating, how deeply depraved this situation was.
“Hehe… come now, Mr. Smison…”
After a passionate kiss, Ailina spread her legs to invite him in.
The contrast between the shimmering, ethereal background and her pale, slender naked body was dazzling.
“Thrust your hips out more. Open your legs more boldly… that’s it.”
“Hehe, how shameless I am, aren’t I… ♪”
“You’ll be forced to let me do this for the rest of your life. I’m never letting you go.”
«By the time you are old enough to be my grandfather, I will have become a shamelessly depraved mistress♪»
For her, the sense of sin and the thrill of liberation were surely greater than what I felt. Trembling with shame and flushed crimson from head to toe, her small, hairless sex was visibly weeping juices. «You perverted little girl…!»
I couldn’t take it anymore and lunged at her.
Rubbing my inner thighs against hers in a grinding motion, I kissed her chest and seized her lips, sucking on them as I frantically searched for Irena’s pussy with movements like those of an estrous dog, nuzzling my cock against her. My pre-cum was smeared across her body.
«Hau, ah… Lord Smysun, Irena’s cunt is here… put it in, right here… ruin me from the inside…♪»
«Ah, I’ll ruin you. I’ll make sure you can’t forget my cock. Every time you return to this clan’s estate, you will remember how I fucked you right here… You will remember how I forced my seed into you with all my might!!»
«Ah, that’s good, defile me more… stain me completely with yourself…♪» «Uoooh…!» «Nku, haa…!»
I thrust into Irena with a powerful force.
Her slender body looked so frail that even weak-looking me could have broken it.
Her adorable face was dyed entirely with pleasure and shame.
And all four of her limbs were wrapped around me, refusing to let go, refusing to separate.
She held onto me with great effort, accepting my base desires.
That silver-haired beauty was so overwhelmingly cute, I thrust my hips with frantic abandon.
I slammed the tip of my cock against her cervix with reckless force.
“Haaah… Lord Smysone… this handmaiden is… this handmaiden is… kuaaah!”
“You belong to me. You are my female slave. You will fuck me for the rest of your life and bear my children!!”
“Mmm… yeah, this handmaiden is… this handmaiden is your woman… thumping… you are my master… ♪” “YAAAAAH!!”
Irelina narrowed her eyes in a blissful haze of pleasure, while I was so overcome with arousal that I could see nothing but the front.
The couple frantically pounding their hips in the middle of the lake probably looked utterly ridiculous.
I pumped my hips desperately until the blood vessels in my head felt like they’d burst. Then… “Haaah!!” Ejaculation.
I pulled out from Irelina’s hips and splashed my seed into the lake water with a pitter-patter sound.
“Haaah… haaah… aa… aa… L-Lord Smysone…?”
Breathless, Irelina looked slightly puzzled by my actions, but…
”…You sinner… ♪” “Heh heh… phew.”
In the end, we exchanged smiles, our bodies going limp with total exhaustion.
The scattered cum floated lazily in the air against the backdrop of the ruins, conspicuously visible.
The next day, I returned to Polka together with Ailerina.
“So it seems, Master Smysen intends to make me his female slave.”
Ailerina casually claimed that to Diane and the others (framing it as a narrative of me completely playing into my lustful desires). “Ah, Ailerina…?” We were in agreement, right?
……A wicked grin returned in reply.
“Hey, Andy, calm down and think for a second. You can’t just act on impulse about something like this.”
“Aaah~ndy-kun? So when do you plan to start seriously training Sensei—?”
“Don’t get fooled by Azeros or Hilda! This guy is surprisingly…”
“Heh heh heh, that’s an ugly excuse, Master Smaison. I’ve got you on the record. You said I should have sex with you for life and bear you children, didn’t you?” “Give me a little more leniency!!”
…It’d be nice if this was just Irina’s way of being coy.