Volume 3 Chapter 15 Reviving The Half-Elf 1️⃣
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Her eyes glowed with clear envy.
She watched closely as Lena, held safely in my arms, wore a bright, happy smile.
Lena, the one she envied, whispered softly, “I love… I love you, my master…”
Tears of joy rolled down her cheeks as she trembled, holding on to me tightly. She was so full of happiness she couldn’t hide it. Every small shiver in her body moved gently against me, her touch warm and alive.
I hugged her back and kissed her hair gently. Lena licked my chest like a little puppy.
Slowly, my body relaxed and slipped quietly from her.
Lena stood, bowed, and said quietly, “I’ll clean it up, Sir Soyuz.” Without hesitation, she took care of me, gently licking me clean. She moved carefully and softly, making sure nothing was left behind.
”Ah, that feels nice… Thank you, Lena. I love you,” I said softly.
”Mmm… Lena loves Sir Soyuz too,” she murmured, eyes shining with joy.
While she cleaned me, I gently stroked her and softly tickled her throat like a cat. She smiled happily.
After a while, the half-elf girl who had been watching us sadly lowered her eyes and stood up.
As she tried to leave, Lena called to her, “If you’re jealous, Sir Soyuz can hold you too.”
The girl froze, trembling, then turned back.
”My master is kind, even to a slave like me. I’m sure he can give you warmth and kindness you’ve never known,” Lena said, softly nuzzling me while still taking care of me.
Then, as if showing off, Lena kissed me again and ran her tongue along me gently.
”That’s… cruel,” the girl whispered sadly, her shoulders dropping. She turned and walked back to the bedroom.
* * *
After Lena finally stopped and freed me, she looked up with a serious tone. “Sir Soyuz… may I ask something?”
”Of course,” I answered right away.
She trembled for a moment, then steadied herself and said firmly, “Please hold that girl.”
I hesitated. “I think she might accept me, but… is that really okay?”
”What do you mean by ‘okay’?”
”Well… since I have Lena, I’m worried if it’s right to hold another girl…”
I realized I’d thought it might work—helping that girl while still loving Lena. But holding another felt complicated.
Lena shook her head. “If you love me, but choose not to help her, that would be sad.”
”Lena…” I said softly, watching her with confusion.
She smiled, strong and sure. “I’m grateful you care for me. But I’m just a slave. That doesn’t bind you. Even if you meet other women in the future, I will always love you. Please…”
Her face flushed, and tears welled up as she looked down.
”I swear I’ll always love Lena,” I said, running my finger along the silver yoke glowing on her neck and touching the red gem in the center.
Lena let out a soft sound like a gentle shiver and smiled through tears.
”That promise makes me happier than anything. So, Sir Soyuz, my dear master, please save that girl. Save her heart and soul.”
”Even if she’s like that too?”
”Yes. She’s never known real kindness or love. To be held gently… it’s a whole new world for her.”
For Lena, who was forced to be used for so long, she understood how deep the pain ran in that girl. She was fiercely protective, more than ever before.
”I understand,” I said. “But I will always respect her wishes. I won’t force her. That’s why the life-sharing ritual can’t happen without her consent.”
Lena smiled softly at my words. “You’re so kind, and that’s why I believe she’ll be saved.”
Encouraged by her smile, I headed toward the bedroom door.
* * *
I knocked, then pushed the door open.
The room was dim, and she was still curled up in the corner, hugging her knees tightly.
”I’m coming in,” I said softly and stepped inside.
She glanced at me for just a moment before looking back down.
Wait… I was completely naked—was that okay?
The thought flickered in my mind, but it was too late to turn back now. I told myself it didn’t matter. I had already shown her so much, so I moved closer.
If she suddenly shouted, “Don’t come near me!” it would be over. I might never get a chance again.
Bracing myself, I took a seat across from her. Luckily, there was no yelling or angry words.
But she wouldn’t even meet my eyes.
And I didn’t know what to say.
For a long time, we just sat there, quiet.
Hmm. What should I do now?
Lena told me, “Please hold her,” but I had no idea how to start with this girl.
I couldn’t just say, “Let’s be close,” or anything like that.
Of course, she wouldn’t just say, “I want you to hold me.”
What was I supposed to do?
Lost in thought and feeling helpless,
She suddenly spoke, her voice low and hesitant, “Do you want to… do it with me?”
I froze at the question from behind her downturned face.
What should I say?
”Don’t you want to?” she added, now sounding a little angry.
”Ah, no… I, I want to, maybe? Yeah. I want to,” I blurted out.
What a terrible answer! What was I even saying?
I probably sounded like a mess. I guessed Lena must have struggled with this too at first.
Honestly, I felt ashamed of how bad I was at real talk.
As I hung my head, she cut me off, voice breaking, “It’s a lie.”
”It’s not a lie,” I said quickly, surprised by her words.
Deep down, I really didn’t think it was a lie.
But she said it again, softer this time, almost sad, “It’s a lie.”
”I’m dirty,” she said plainly. “Monsters hurt me. I got sick… I don’t want people to touch someone like me.”
No tears, but her voice carried a deep, painful sadness.
Ah, I understood now.
This girl thought she was worthless, just like Lena must have felt. Maybe that was why Lena pushed so hard for me to help.
”You’re not dirty,” I said, moving closer and reaching for her hand.
Her eyes shot open wide, full of shock and fear.
Was she scared of me holding her? Or afraid she’d be rejected?
Either way, I had to calm her.
”You’re not dirty at all.”
I pulled her gently into my arms.
Her small body, even smaller than Lena’s, fit softly against me.
”No… I don’t want this. Even though I gave birth to a monster…” she whispered, trembling.
”Not at all,” I said softly, stroking her back over her beautiful blonde hair.
Quiet sobs escaped her lips as she started crying softly.
”It’s okay. It’s okay,” I repeated gently, matching the rhythm of her heartbeat with my hand.
She didn’t pull away. She just kept crying quietly in my arms for a long time.
Notes:
• Lena – Female. A young slave girl in her early teens. Her appearance is emaciated with brown skin, long black hair, and grotesque scars across her face, including one that blinds her left eye. She wears a black collar and tattered clothing. Her relationship to the protagonist is that of a rescued victim. She is silent and appears to have endured severe physical and emotional abuse.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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