Chapter 44 – An Encounter That Shouldn’t Have (6)
After giving a warning to Theorard, the elf, dressed in maid uniform, slams the door! I closed it and left the office.
‘Annoying…….’
The elf sighed as he leaned against the door and brushed his brilliant silver hair behind his ear.
Stare straight ahead with sunken eyes half-opened. The image of Theorard frozen in terror appeared in his mind.
She could n’t hold back her anger for a moment, and she wondered if she had pushed too hard, but the fact that her toy did n’t treat her as a woman rather than the fact that she bullied her toy her raised her anger for some unknown reason.
‘Why?’
I don’t understand.
‘Where’s a girl prettier than me?’
It was not an arrogant judgment.
It was an extremely objective judgment made by the elf who had lived for many years through her experience.
She has traveled to so many countries that she cannot count, and met so many people that it is impossible to list names.
Among them, she was a beautiful woman who was said to have killed the king of a country. Curious, she went to visit her her, but no. It was clear which side the winner was, seeing as the king of that bastard saw this side and immediately proposed.
After that, there were many courtships of men.
She wasn’t particularly skillful as a woman. Because she had no interest in that.
Disguising himself as a human, traveling all over the world and learning various knowledge, naturally the man was attracted. That’s how serious it is.
─ I hope you have great skills. But I have arcane magic that you don’t know about. If you’re curious, how about building a closer relationship with me? It’s a magic that’s still unknown to the world, so you’ll only know it through me.
─ In all my life, I have never seen a woman as beautiful and wise as you. So how could you not hate it? I will give you half the country. That is if you are with me.
─ I plan to retire when I finish this mission. To live in a mansion on the edge of the territory. After all this hard work, isn’t it time to take a break? That’s what I’m saying, how are you? It’s only been about a week since we met through the magic tool trade, but I like you.
Insignificant men have proposed marriage, hiding their insincerity in their innocence.
There was also a man who courted an elf for years to pick a flower on a cliff.
However, the elves all refused. Even if he refused, if he did n’t understand, he made him aware of his position by biting his fingers his.
It didn’t matter if they were sincere or not. Elves do not trust human emotions. In particular, it was to the point of snoring about the emotion of ‘love’.
Because the wick of love was as easy to extinguish as it was easy to ignite.
To the elves, who could live for an eternity, human love seemed to be nothing but a mental function and justification for procreation.
‘By the way.’
Theo Rad had restrained his instincts to the limit for the sake of that trivial love.
There have been several selling so far, but every time Theorard has suppressed his instincts and only showed restraint.
It was implicitly revealed that he was trying to satisfy this side with thoroughly calculated movements.
At first, I thought it was a struggle to live, but now that I think about it, it feels a little different.
‘Fiancee.’
Did you say Esily Pelgarin?
It was evident that Theorard was truly in love with her.
Because of this, he must be thinking that he doesn’t want to mix with other women.
It wasn’t even funny that the nobles of the empire and the head of a prestigious family were thinking about keeping integrity as if it were their lives.
Okay. It wasn’t really funny, so I grinded my teeth for some reason.
‘Sooner or later, Theorard.’
It was a joke at first, but now it’s coming.
I wanted to keep our current relationship, but make Theorard see her as a woman.
She wanted to see her instincts her no longer contained and run amok.
Not movements calculated out of fear, but impulsive movements driven by instinct.
I don’t know when that will be, but it won’t be long before we mix our bodies.
‘I won’t be able to resist forever.’
Previously, if he had tried to mix her body her, she would have killed her on the spot, but now it seemed that some extenuating circumstances were possible.
If Theo Rad loses her temper and tries to rape herself, she’ll be pretty funny.
If she doesn’t end there and crosses the line without realizing it, then the promise she made in the past will be broken, so she won’t have to put up with it anymore.
The elf smiled bitterly at the memory of her past her and walked down the hallway with his back his at the door.
Also, the elf who was walking while letting the sound of her shoes slip away her suddenly tilted her head.
‘What was the afternoon work I had to take care of today?’
Even if it was only a performance, the elf was a slave of Theorad, so he was going to faithfully fulfill his role. But I can’t remember the work Harvid ordered today.
Harvey gathered the servants and slaves every morning and instructed them to do their work (even now, when he was sick with a cold, he didn’t forget that), but the elf was watching the butterflies flying around the courtyard each time with one ear, so he couldn’t remember it well.
‘What……. It doesn’t matter.’
What the slaves can do is limited anyway.
Most of it was just cleaning the mansion or watering the flowers in the front yard, so you should be able to work on it.
Thinking that, I took a few steps forward, but a familiar figure walked out from the corner of the hallway.
It was Leviham, a man dressed in a pure white priestly robe and wearing a blue stole around his neck.
“Can I talk to you for a minute?”
Eyes frown. Story? Who wants to talk to whom now?
“Move.”
But Leviham did not back down.
The image of him holding on with a strange certainty in his eyes is annoying.
“Are you not a slave? It’s not something I’m proud of, but I overheard a conversation in the office.”
“Therefore?”
“I judged that the head of the family, Theorad, was threatening you by taking some kind of weakness. Am I right?”
Why is this guy doing this?
Even though he gave me a warning not to act recklessly, he overheard the conversation in the office and was alone in a strange illusion.
‘Are you asking me to kill you?’
When he stared at me, doubting whether he wanted to commit suicide, Leviham continued with a serious face.
“We are here to help.”
Who? Me?
He was so dumbfounded that he opened his eyes wide, and Levi Ham nodded his head solemnly.
“Even so, I am a bishop in charge of a diocese. We can bring your story to Church Headquarters. If so, the threat of the head of the Theorad family can also be resolved.”
“Under…”
“Instead, please inform us of the scheming that Lord Theorard is planning against our church. I would also like you to tell me what kind of relationship you have with the witches. If you deliver this information, I will protect it in the name of Karatias, the god of light.”
It’s bothering. Aren’t you saying something quite intrusive beyond annoying?
Shall we make it the same as the Heretic Judge who came before? After pondering for a moment, the elf felt her feeble interest her rearing her head in her mind.
‘This…….’
Perhaps, using the cleric in front of him, he might be able to bully Theorad.
I was annoyed with Theorard who ended the sale without a hitch while talking about ‘severe corporal punishment’, but I wanted to have fun using the priest as a chess piece for a while.
“Great.”
The elf looked at Leviham and smiled mischievously.
“Tell me your plans.”
*
After the elf left the office, it took about five minutes for me to calm my breathing throughout the winter. Some kind of magical power that had bound me was finally dissipated.
I loosened the brooch around my neck, took a quick breath, and touched my forehead. Unknowingly, chills form on my back and my head hurts.
It was because the elf’s meaningful last words were intensely imprinted in her mind. I even vividly remember the feeling that made me caress my stomach.
─The master’s libido is here.
…… Looking back, it didn’t make any sense at all.
He was talking euphemistically, but wasn’t he ordering him to violate himself the next time he sold?
‘What will happen if I don’t listen…….’
I didn’t even want to imagine it. So should I really have sex with an elf?
The silence that escaped my teeth weighed heavily on me.
I was determined. I also knew that one day I would be defeated by an elf. Was n’t that why he had n’t told Esily in advance to make up his mind his?
But there was no confidence. I don’t want to be the ‘cold-blooded psychopath master’ that the elf wants from me during sex.
Selling so far has mostly depended on words and tools, not through my body.
Will the elf be satisfied with my body? I was very afraid of that.
‘…… I’ve never done it before.’
Think! Again, the role the elf wants from me is the ‘cold-blooded psychopath master’.
What if such a master does not lead properly when he enters into sexual intercourse and only gets beaten?
Not rude at all not competent He is neither cold-blooded nor a psychopath.
If I don’t fulfill my role properly, the elf will definitely hate me during the relationship. To hate me soon…….
Breaking out in a cold sweat, I wiped my face.
‘Oh God. Why are you giving me such an ordeal…….’
Right now, I wanted to become Bainen. He envied her insane stamina and courage, who even plucked orcs.
“How the hell is that even possible! Bainen bastard!”
With a shout, the door bursts open. Bainen, with her sharp beard, entered her office and shouted:
“Young master!”
“Uh, huh? I didn’t say this out of anger at you. Don’t get me wrong…….”
“Yes? What are you talking about? After all, I don’t have time to be like this right now!”
Why are you like that? Looking at it, something seems urgent.
I straightened up and asked again.
“Don’t get excited, just tell me. Did something happen to the mansion?”
“Ha, so that’s…….”
Bainen, who frowned and scratched her head, spat out annoyedly.
“The bishop has escaped.”
“Getaway?”
“Yes. Isn’t there an elf slave that the Bocchan cherishes? When I asked the servant who witnessed it, I saw the bishop take him and run away to the forest near the mansion.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t know either. Maybe you misunderstood something……. Shouldn’t we go see the bishop first and convince him before things get bigger?”
Bainen was absolutely right. I don’t know what the heck he had in mind when he took the elf, but if he hates the current elf who is not in a good mood, the bishop will surely die.
Since I was the one who brought the elf into the mansion, I couldn’t be free from that responsibility. I shouted as I kicked off my chair and got up.
“Give the servants a torch and tell them to thoroughly search the nearby forest, and prepare two horses! Bainen you come with me!”
“Yes. Young master!”
Beinun, bowing her head politely, turns around and runs away.
I couldn’t waste time, so I also put on my coat and quickly left the office.
