Chapter 62 – The Dark Elf King’s Circumstances (1)
Episode 62: The Dark Elf King’s Circumstances (1)
“Dare… A shady and dirty demon touches the sacred Dark Wood? I will kill you here!”
Sreung, Tarsha pulled out his twin swords.
The Dark Elves of Darkwood fight with swords rather than bows.
Among them, Tarsha was the only paired swordsman.
“… I think you picked the wrong number.”
“You speak shamelessly without hiding your gigantic demon! Don’t ignore me, Tarsha, the elven king!”
The blade of the sword, where the flowing waves dance, flashes.
Tarsha showed a roaring spirit.
‘This great hero was right. I thought the saintess would turn to the side of the demon world.’
The eyes with sharp momentum go beyond Ikarut and linger on the saintess behind them.
Even if he hid his presence with hallucination magic, he couldn’t fool the elven king’s powerful insight.
Platinum-colored long hair, beautiful blue eyes that look like melted sea water.
The thick eyelids blinked, and the two desperately clasped hands were extremely sacred.
Haha… Haang… !”
“Just a little more, stick your erect penis into my uterus, please… !”
“Huh, heh, heh, uhh, go to the lewd pussy, go!”
A race of Dark Elves who have turned lustful.
Despite the demon king hallucinating, the saintess was still watching.
“I will kill you and all the saints who betrayed humans right here!”
Tarsha inevitably grinded her teeth.
Her sword pointed straight at them. Leaning on her, it bounced like a spring.
Dig! Anticipating the attack, Ikarut clicked his middle finger and thumb.
Quaang!
The blade collided violently with the aura.
Cricket, the sound of metal rubbing in succession. Bounced by her reaction force, Tar Shah swings her sword again.
Tarsha advances with a sharp gust of wind. Her attack direction is towards Lesilia.
Quaang! Pababat!
The sword attack was blocked by a huge shadow curtain.
All attacks negated.
Tarsha crunched her molars. Landing quietly as she tumbled behind her, Tarsha slowly turned her wrists and watched her target.
‘It’s fast.’
Elves have strong bodies and are good at concealing their presence.
Lesilia’s head would have fallen if she had been a little late. Ikarut poured out the aura.
“Kheuheuk… !”
“Su, breath… I can’t breathe…!”
“Haaa… “Ahhh!”
The mercenaries and dark elves fell one by one.
I couldn’t breathe because of the huge demon that grabbed the air.
Huiyi, the autumn wind roughened Tarsha’s body. Her breathing was easy thanks to the constant supply of fresh air.
“You bastard… Are you sure you are the Demon King?”
“I can see that.”
“This rude and vulgar demon… Do not unleash your obscene sexual desire on the noble elven race!”
It’s not what I did.
Ikarut sighed. Even if you make excuses, they won’t listen.
The naive Dark Elf King caused a thick murder.
The wind strength gradually increased. Veins formed on the back of his hand that held his twin swords.
Tarsha crossed her swords and peered through her.
“I won’t get rid of it.”
A cold, cold voice.
In an instant, it approached Ikarut’s eyes.
A cold blade grazed her face. Before that, Ikarut took a step back.
Dig-
A sword that cuts across. A cool gust of wind followed the sword’s trajectory.
Ikarut lightly moved his head away and narrowly avoided the attack.
Several combinations have occurred, but Ikarut only grasps them all and avoids them.
‘Damn it, you demon! Why can’t the attack hit!’
Tarsha’s outstanding two-handed sword skills were superior to those of the human knights who were asked to surrender.
She was proud of her own fighting skills. She honed her skills by defeating the monsters popping up in the Dark Wood.
Actually, Tarsha was strong. Her attack patterns in conjunction with the wind also varied.
However, Tarsha did not know.
The demons in front of me have fought hundreds of battles through games rather than through physical bodies.
When she had a quest against Tar Sha, she knew very well the pattern of Tar Sha, who had been attacking countless times.
‘It looks difficult to attack using the wind spirit. The combo pattern is monotonous.’
Ikarut deflected the wind with his aura and easily dodged the sword.
His torso vision with spells was tens of times better than that of elves. He caught the speed of the attack first.
After easily dodging the attack, Tarsha spat out a short curse.
“Shit!”
Tarsha caught her breath, calming her impatience.
Eyes intertwined dizzily.
‘It’s not normal.’
It is dangerous to go long term.
As soon as the demon king shows an opening, he must be killed with a single sword.
Tarsha squeezed her handle and fanned the blade of her blade.
In no time she closed her eyes.
The sound of her throbbing heart became still.
Pounding… Pounding…
Silence settled down quietly. During the confrontation, a strange sense of desolation flows.
Ikarut solidified her aura and raised her vigilance around her.
Whiiing, the wind blew once.
The leaves carried by the wind spin round and round and land on the ground.
At that moment, Tarsha’s eyes light up.
Taat!
In-yeong disappeared with the rise.
She blinked once, and within a few centimeters the tip of her knife fell.
“… !”
The attack pattern changed drastically.
She knew how to use the wind and cast her veil, but Tarsha charged without a sound.
Interlacing her foot steps, I killed her presence and then levitated her body.
A sharp smile appeared on Tarsha’s lips.
… Pod!
For a very short time, but
A white light burst out.
“This… What…!”
Tarsha was perplexed.
“I must have hit it with a sword!”
The feeling of floating in midair. Her body remembered even the point of her sword drawn down.
But Tarsha stood still.
She looked down at the floor and saw that there was a wet patch of dirt, which was the spot she was about to stand up on.
It was as if time had gone back a few seconds.
‘Out of all the holy powers I felt, it was overwhelmingly great.’
Stunned by the tremendous holy power, Ika Root slightly turned his head.
Assuming her prayer posture, the saintess opened her eyes slowly.
Then, when she faces Ikarut, she smiles.
“You traitor!”
If it hadn’t been for the sabotage of the saintess. She was able to dig out her red eyeballs, blocking her vision.
The warrior was right.
The saintess abandoned her true human realm.
Since the demon world invaded, order and neutrality have collapsed and the world is filled with chaos.
Through the gate, monsters were infested everywhere. Plants and animals are slowly dying because of the vibrating demonic rotten smell.
The cause of the chaos is all because of the saintess who accepted defeat.
‘How dare you take the holy sword.’
The saintess not only returned to the human realm she shamelessly betrayed, but also tried to bring her holy sword to the demon realm with the demon king.
To stop this, the hero went to the location where the holy sword would appear beforehand.
Pretending that the holy sword appeared to distract the enemy, she faked it.
Tarsha, who had been eyeing the tree trunk, finally believed the warrior’s words.
“For fallen beings, there is only death!”
Tarsha, furious, turned her sword.
The wind-infused blade pierced the crown of Lesilia’s head.
She tried to plug it in.
Worse! Bounce!
A clear metallic sound rubs and rolls around.
Missing one of her swords, Tar Sha suddenly raised her head.
His pupils trembled in shock, then he was shocked.
“Nariel… ? Why are you blocking me?”
“Your Highness, do not harm another master.”
“Wait, what did you say? Did you just say master?”
“That’s right.”
Nariel, holding the sword, stood next to Ikarut.
The way she pushed her voluptuous buttocks in seemed like a female cat fawning over her for praise.
A half of the cork stuck out from between his hip bones. The wine was leaking.
“Huh… !”
Ika Root opened his ass slightly and pressed the stopper firmly with his thumb.
Pook, the stopper is pushed in, giving strength to his buttocks.
When I grabbed her ass, Nariel’s face instantly turned into a female.
“Nariel! You, you… !”
“Your Highness, I’m sorry. I’ve already been promoted to my master’s virgin slave… Haang♡”
“Nariel-!”
Nariel’s toes stood firm as he prowled around her asshole, pressing his thumb down.
Upon seeing this, Tar Shah’s face was filled with rage, and her life was full.
Visor! She raised the rest of the sword, and she turned to Ikarut without a subject.
“If you don’t step aside, Nariel, I will punish you first.”
“I will never back down.”
Glancing, Tarsha gnashed her teeth and swung her sword frantically.
Quaang! Bang!
Nariel also fought fiercely sword to sword.
A gust of wind blew around. Every time the spirits of the two collided, the breeze shook.
Lesilia couldn’t let go of her hands clenched with her as if she was uneasy about the sudden fight between her people.
“Nariel, have you forgotten your duty as an elder?! Please come to your senses!”
“My duty is to offer a virgin to another master, and that is all.”
“Nariel! Damn it!”
Nariel’s sword squeezed over her shoulder.
Dodging her swiftly down, Tarsha grazed her blade toward her side.
Nariel blocked her with her wind, kicking her in the pit of her stomach.
“Kheuheouk!”
“… I’m sorry… “
Tarsha, thrusting her sword into the ground, forcibly lifted her collapsing body.
Tuk, tuduk Nariel covers the wound where his blood flows thinly. Thanks to the wind, the scale and size of his wounds were small.
The elves, who had quick resilience, quickly regained their vigor. Each of them grabbed their swords and swung them as if they were going to explode.
Tarsha’s sword moved at breakneck speed.
The moment the tip of her sword touched her thin, slender nape.
“Oh, I wondered what kind of commotion happened, but there was a big shot.”
“—-!!”
Thud! Nariel climbed on top of the fallen Tarsha’s back.
In an instant, both of her hands were subdued. Tarsha blinks her eyes in disbelief.
There was nothing on Nariel’s side. Although she had a small wound, there was no trace of it.
“She lived thanks to the saintess,” She said. She took advantage of that opportunity and made time for the illusion spell.”
“Little pranks are still there. Agares.”
“Heh heh, consider it an old man’s entertainment.”
When Agares winked, Nariel quickly raised the upper body of Tarsha, who had overpowered him.
Tar Shah tried to headbutt her into the back of the head, but her quick-witted Nariel ducked.
Quaak, Nariel’s grip forced Tarsha to twist her eyes in pain.
“Keugh… I will cut all of you… ! Nariel, let go now!”
“Seeing a wild bitch being tamed gives me more pleasure than ever.”
“This pervert demon!”
Agares tapped the inside of his thigh with his shoe. A lustful lust lingered in her piercing eyes.
Tar Shah, her spine chilling, resisted fiercely.
“Leave this! Let go! Let go!”
“Your Highness, if you don’t stay still, I’ll cut your throat.”
“Nariel!”
Nariel, who was barely overpowering, raised her dagger.
Wicked, aim the tip of her dagger at her uvula. Goosebumps ran across her skin as she felt the ghastly blade.
‘I really die.’
Nariel was controlling her hand strength. Following Agares’ eyes, Nariel moved like a marionette doll.
Facing her dark-cloudy silver eyes, Tarsha stopped resisting.
Only then does Agares smile with satisfaction.
“The dinner is ready. Mr. Ikarut.”
Agares raised his arms high and faced Icarut.
Bow down on his back as if in worship.
‘I will never obey.’
Sparks in Tarsha’s eyes.
‘There is still a hint of resistance left.’
Ikarut looked down with an extremely indifferent expression.
