Volume 4 Chapter 2 The Elf Legend
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Crimson Lotus, a Silver-rank adventurer, Sylvia. Her true identity was a beautiful female elf.
I don’t know how it happened, but taking advantage of the fact that Sylvia mistook me for the Spirit King¹, I indulged in playing the role of the Spirit King with her.
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—The next morning.
When a thin, long beam of light shone through the gap in the closed window beside the bed, the room brightened slightly. I could hear the chirping of birds coming from beyond the window.
”Ugh, hmm… is it morning already?” I muttered softly while lying flat on my back in bed, eyes turned toward the window. Feeling the glare in my eyes, I shifted my gaze back toward my crotch and caught sight of Sylvia.
She had her hands planted behind her, arching her back while spreading her legs wide to make sure I could clearly see our junction, and was skillfully twisting her hips to move the phallus in and out.
”Ah, aaahhh~! It’s big, it’s so very big…! Aah, please look…! It’s going in and out of there…! Aahn, Spirit King-samaaa!” Sylvia cried out.
Sylvia had been like this ever since that moment. She was a bottomless, nymphomaniac elf. She kept shaking her hips through the night without sleep or rest, endlessly gorging on pleasure, yet she showed no signs of her lust or stamina running out. It was also a pain that I had cast healing magic on her midway through. If I left her like this, she would probably be fine having s*x for days on end.
Of course, if I had all the time in the world, I would welcome it, but it was about time I had to return to the mansion. If I didn’t return after parting ways with Reina yesterday afternoon without any contact, Nier would get worried.
”It’s morning now, so let’s end this for now—” I started.
”—Muu-chu, chuuu~… erolero… beroero… don’t say such things… Sylvia will get lonely… chuuchuu,” Sylvia interrupted, collapsing onto me as if hugging me, sealing my mouth with a kiss.
She tangled her saliva-slicked, plump cherry-colored lips with mine while writhing her hips. Every time I said I wanted to finish, it was always like this. I, too, was lured in by Sylvia’s cuteness and the pleasure, letting things continue time and time again until I ended up here.
I thought while tasting the sensation of Sylvia’s thin, soft tongue and her saliva. Well, what excuse should I make? Sylvia would respond to any demand I made, and in fact, she would do more than I expected. I had also gotten carried away and made her do this and that. At this point, it was a difficult atmosphere to suddenly say, “Actually, I’m not the Spirit King.” I had a feeling I would definitely get stabbed.
”Chuu~… haah, Spirit King-sama, I love you. Shall I do that one that feels so good again? Ufufu,” Sylvia whispered, pressing her forehead against mine and licking my lips.
Sylvia was a cute woman who would truly do anything for my sake. I didn’t want to let a woman like this go. In that case, I would continue the Spirit King roleplay. Putting off problems was my specialty, cultivated during my time working at a company. There was no need to solve problems immediately. Since that made both Sylvia and me happy, it wasn’t all bad. Rather, it was all things that felt good.
”Wait, Sylvia. Stay. Stop. That’s it for today. If you don’t listen, I’ll throw you away. Are you okay with being abandoned by me?” I asked.
”Ehh… nooooo! Don’t throw me away! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll do anything! Don’t throw me away… I’m sorry… uuu, uwaaaa!” Sylvia wailed.
The moment she heard she would be thrown away, she started to cry with her face crumpled up. She wrapped her arms around my neck, clinging on desperately and crying out, “Don’t throw me away,” repeatedly. I felt a shiver run down my spine at the strength of Sylvia felt from her arms as she clung to me.
”Calm down, Sylvia. If you listen to me, I’ll keep cherishing you from now on. It just means it’s over for today. Got it? You understand?” I said.
”Yes… I’m sorry, please don’t throw me away…” she sobbed.
When I finally finished by eja**lating inside her to replenish her womb with sperm, Sylvia regained her composure. Sitting on the bed, both of us still naked, we talked about how this situation came to be.
”Come to think of it, when we met at the Adventurer’s Guild, didn’t you mention something about a tradition?” I asked.
”Yes, it is about the tradition concerning you, Spirit King-sama, which has been passed down among the elves,” Sylvia replied. “—In the distant past. When the elves were on the verge of extinction. He appeared from somewhere and granted the elves salvation and prosperity. The Spirit King-sama is the very guardian deity and King of the elves. Someday, when the elves fall into a predicament. He will appear before us again and extend a helping hand. …That is what it says.”
”Ho, is there such a tradition? Have you heard what the Spirit King who appeared long ago looked like?” I pressed.
”They say the Spirit King-sama at that time resembled an elf, but his ears were much longer than an elf’s,” she explained.
”Longer ears than an elf? Is he something like a High Elf? How long were they?”
”Well… I don’t know… What is a High Elf…?” Sylvia tilted her head.
I thought they appeared often in fantasy novels, but perhaps they didn’t exist in this other world. Well, in any case, if his ears were longer than an elf’s, he certainly wasn’t human.
”My ears aren’t long, are they? I look like a human no matter how you look at me, so why did you think I was the Spirit King?”
”There is also this tradition,” Sylvia continued. “—He carries golden spirit power that is as dazzling as the sun, and he speaks in a language that only we understand. Try speaking to him without anyone hearing. The words you hear from that person are those of the elves, but the language he speaks is not the language of the elves. You will always know when you meet the Spirit King-sama. Do not be deceived by his appearance. …It says.”
”…What did you say?” I gasped.
What on earth could this mean? It was talking exactly about my translation power. It was a tradition as if to say this power was the proof of the Spirit King. Did it mean there was someone else in the past who had the same power as me?
”…I see. So you knew I was the Spirit King because I was speaking Elvish?”
”There is no way anyone but the Spirit King-sama could understand the language of the elves,” Sylvia insisted. “I haven’t taught it to anyone. Besides, even though Spirit King-sama isn’t speaking the language of the elves, it sounds like the language of the elves to me. I was half in doubt until I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears… but it was exactly as the tradition said.”
I see, it was when we first met at the Adventurer’s Guild. Did Sylvia speak to me in Elvish, which no one else should know? And the words I spoke in a low voice were optimized and translated into Elvish for Sylvia. Sylvia heard that and became convinced I was the Spirit King, is that it?
”Then, one more thing. What does it mean that the Spirit King carries golden spirit power?”
”That refers to the golden spirit power leaking out from Spirit King-sama’s body.”
”What? Spirit power is leaking out of my body? What does that mean? Explain it in more detail.”
”Yes. When I am using Spirit Shroud, I can perceive the spirit power that leaks from a person. Spirit Shroud is the technique I released in front of Spirit King-sama yesterday, do you understand?”
”Ah, I understand.”
Spirit Shroud was that technique where she circulated dense mana throughout her entire body. The moment she absorbed the mana into her heart and released the technique, the strange pressure I had felt from Sylvia disappeared.
”If you harbor a certain amount of spirit power within your heart, it leaks out from your body naturally, even if only a little bit.”
”What do you mean by ‘within your heart’?”
”From a young age, elves have felt the existence of spirits in nature. As we grow up feeling the spirits like that, we gradually harbor spirit power within our hearts.”
”Ho… is that so?”
Sylvia placed her hand on her heart as she explained. The spirits within the heart must simply be the mana in the magic stone of the heart. In that case, the spirits she feels on her skin from a young age must be the magic element that exists in the atmosphere. The spirit power Sylvia has been talking about was actually mana.
”Usually, the spirit power that leaks naturally is very little, so you can only tell it somehow through your skin. You never feel colors. But when Spirit King-sama entered the Adventurer’s Guild, I felt a golden radiance as if the sun were nearby.”
”Hmm, golden spirit power… I don’t really understand it myself. Can you still feel that golden spirit power from me now?”
”Yes. If I am this close, I can feel it well enough even without surrounding myself with spirits. …Aahn, I want to feel Spirit King-sama’s spirit power more and more… ann.”
Sylvia’s eyes became dreamy and she tried to touch my phallus, so I pinched her n**ples.
”Hey, I told you to wait, didn’t I?” I warned.
”Yes…” she murmured.
I tried focusing my consciousness on the mana inside my own body. It seemed that although it was very slight, mana was indeed leaking outside naturally. I tried manipulating the mana inside my body and controlled it so it wouldn’t leak out.
”I tried stopping it from leaking naturally, do you still feel the spirit power?”
”…Ah, it stopped. Spirit King-sama’s spirit power has disappeared…” Sylvia looked at my phallus with a sad expression.
Surely spirit power doesn’t mean vitality, does it? When I released the flow of mana I had been holding back, a tiny amount of mana began to leak from my body again naturally.
”Aaah! I can feel Spirit King-sama’s divine spirit power!” Sylvia’s face lit up as she gazed at my phallus.
Her behavior was confusing, but it seemed certain that spirit power equals mana.
”If you’re that interested in my d**k, shall I let you suck it?”
”Eh, is that okay? I’m so happy!”
”Yeah, it’s fine. It’s a reward. Because you listened to what I said.”
”Thank you very much!”
When I gave her permission as a reward for teaching me various things, she happily pounced on my phallus and began to suck it. While kneading Sylvia’s breasts as she lay on her side on the bed, I organized my thoughts.
The tradition passed down to the elves certainly matched the abilities I possessed. With this, it was understandable that Sylvia believed I was the Spirit King. Because she said “spirits,” I thought it was a fairy-tale existence, but that seemed to be wrong. It would be more accurate to think of the Spirit King as a king with incredible spirit power. Thinking of it that way, it made sense that I was called the Spirit King. There would be no one else but me who could use mana as if it were near-infinite. No, not mana, spirit power. It’s confusing.
Still, a real elf and a real Spirit King, huh? If that were the case, it would be a relief because I wouldn’t have to worry about being stabbed by Sylvia.
However, if that were the case, there was a high possibility that the Spirit King of the past had teleported from another world just like me. That said, since he didn’t seem to be human, I wondered if he had teleported from a different planet other than Earth, or perhaps from a different parallel world. I wanted to know more about that guy.
”Sylvia, do you know anything else about the Spirit King of the past?”
”Chupo… I’m sorry, I’m not well-versed in things from the past.”
”I see. Come to think of it, elves have long lifespans, right? How old are you, Sylvia?”
”I am 40 this year, but even so, I am the youngest in the village. The lifespan of an elf is… I think I heard that the longest-lived elf was around 300 years old.”
No matter how I looked at her, she looked at most in her 20s, but was she the same age as me despite looking so young? I wondered if this youth and beauty would continue for decades, for centuries.
”Ho, so Sylvia is the youngest. Are there any old people in the elf village who are knowledgeable about things from the past?”
”Yes, I think the village head is the most knowledgeable.”
”The village head, huh. Where is the elf village?”
”Do you know that there is a forest where monsters dwell that humans call the Magic Forest, located further north from a town called Grimm, which is north of here?”
”Yeah, I know it. Don’t tell me the elf village is in the Magic Forest?”
”Yes, that’s right.”
”…I’ve been to the Magic Forest several times, but I didn’t notice it at all.”
”I think so. Because it is located deep in the heart of the forest where humans can never step foot.”
”I see…”
The elf village that was said to be deep in the Magic Forest. The legend of the Spirit King who appeared out of nowhere and saved the elves. The elves who were now in a predicament again. And my existence, having teleported there. Was there some secret hidden in that forest? If the elves have lived in the Magic Forest since ancient times, they might know something. My next destination was decided.
”Alright. I’ll go with you.”
It was already at the point where it could snow at any time. If the snow piled up, it might be spring by the time I returned to Grimm. Once I finished what I had to do in Niver, I had to depart for Grimm as soon as possible.
”Juppo juppo… jurururu, jubobobo, erorerolero…”
”Hey. …Hey, Sylvia. Were you listening to me?”
”Chupo, ah, yes?”
”I said I would go with you. Let’s go together when you’re ready. Guide me to the elf village.”
”Are you serious! I’m so happy! I think everyone will be extremely happy if Spirit King-sama comes!”
Alright, once that was decided, I would go back to the mansion and give instructions for preparing for departure.
”Aaan, kapu… juppo juppo juppo juppo…”
I would return as soon as this was over. Immediately after I e**culated one more time. While burying my fingers into the breast meat of Sylvia, who was polishing my phallus with her throat-p**sy, I firmed up that resolve.
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Summary:
The protagonist wakes up with Sylvia, continuing a sexual encounter while maintaining the persona of the Spirit King. They discuss the elven legends regarding the Spirit King, revealing the protagonist’s translation ability as a key proof of his status. They agree that the protagonist will accompany Sylvia to the hidden elf village located within the Magic Forest.
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Trivia:
- The specific mechanics of the ‘Spirit Shroud’ technique.
- The protagonist’s internal struggle regarding his identity
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Character Insight:
Sylvia’s behavior shows a mix of intense devotion and psychological vulnerability linked to her cultural beliefs. The protagonist displays a pragmatic, slightly manipulative attitude, using the Spirit King persona to his benefit while suppressing his own identity concerns.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Sylvia – Sylvia, known as the Silver-rank adventurer “Crimson Lotus,” is a beautiful elf with translucent skin, a voluptuous build, wide pale green eyes, and long platinum-blonde hair and pointed ears hidden under a cloth wrap. She wears a hooded green coat and leather armor, carrying a sword and bow. Known for nymphomaniacal tendencies, her deep religious devotion to the Spirit King drives her loyalty.
• Reina – A 19-year-old village hunter and skilled archer with fair skin and a brown ponytail, she wears a leather cuirass and pants. One of Ryuichi’s four submissive slaves, she sits to his right in the tavern and recently had an embarrassing public encounter. A carriage security and wilderness expert, she supports Allen and John, cares for rescued kids, and parted ways with the protagonist yesterday.
• Nier – A 27-year-old Japanese merchant and former farm girl with refined features, long black hair, and a large bust. Residing at the mansion as the protagonist’s acquaintance, she survives the trauma of the slave trade through an unwavering maternal instinct. Devoted to her companion, Ryuichi, she balances domestic work with early mornings spent acting as a soft-spoken protector to other rescued children after tragically losing her daughter, Mia.
• Grimm – Grimm, the protagonist and master of the Mansion, is a powerful sorcerer who wields divine magic and speaks any language. He also shares his name with a large, walled city located near the Forest of Magic. This bustling, diverse settlement features a vibrant marketplace but suffers from a legalized slave trade and severe lack of sanitation, reflecting the complex world under his influence.
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