Disclaimer= I do not own Overlord (anime/manga/LN) just the additions to the main story and any OC's that are added
"Speaking in an understandable language"
["Speaking in a language not understood"]
["-not understood written language-"]
{Spells being chanted or attacks}
'Thoughts'
"-Writing to communicate-"
? ? ? = unidentified person
"possessed items"
Dates go day/month/year
Chapter 2
? ? ?, below an unidentified floating castle
"W-W-What... What is that...?" I painfully groan out as I crawl away while clutching my gut, brusies were already forming, blood was spilling and I could feel some bones that were broken making the bleeding worse. Leaning against a tree before using my family's Orichalcum knife to cut the straps on my armour, freeing up room for me to breath and wincing as my breasts bounced down as a result. Breathing heavily as I held my side, knife in hand and ready to be thrown at any human pig that dared to come near me. My caution however proved pointless as everyone was focused on the singing, golden warrior that was slowly walking out of a ditch his arrival caused.
I was switching my gaze between them and the human soldier who had just beaten me black and blue after my hunting bow failed to give enough power to my arrow I released at his head. Glaring at him harshly as he pulled something out of his horse, looking at Lady Elmyra Carydark as she tried to hide her illustrious purple dress behind the tree she was attempting to hide behind. Shaking my head as I knew her attempts were in vain, while her body did have the endurance for getting away due to her being from a line of breeding nobles, or King Mistress Makers. There was no way she would be able to get away with her current clothes and unruly voluptuous body, that and there was little chance a dark-skinned elf such as herself would go unnoticed.
Then she noticed me and came running over with worry and tears in her eyes, "Salihn! Please...! You got to get me out of he-" Lady Carydark began to tell me in her angst as she grabbed me with her slender arms and shook me without care for my injuries. Knocking her out with a sharp whack, my knife hilt hitting her square on the head, catching the falling beauty and letting her head rest on my lap, my attention now returning to the newcomer as he suddenly stopped. Finding my heart stop in an almost instantaneous fashion, sweat suddenly appearing on me in increased amounts when my tired eyes very briefly met the purple light I saw within that armour. Gulping audibly when I could sense a power that seemed to surpass even our lecherous king, but I wasn't too sure as the human from earlier now held a powerful artefact in his gloved hands.
"OH NOBLE VISITOR! I, LORD VALISMONT OF THE SLANE THEOCRACY DO ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE! NOW, COME AND TEST YOUR HOLY MIGHT AGAINST ME! I! I WHO HAS BEEN CHOSEN BY THE GODS AS THEIR CHAMPION!" this Lord Valismont shouted out loudly as he held the cystal at the golden warrior, his deluded words echoing across the area as he held a glowing sword up. Noting with care that our newcomer was particularly interested in the sword, his voiceless hand gestures indicating a slight confusion in why that sword was there. But our mentally loose human lord seemed to take this confusion as a direct challenge for his blade, something he seemed particularly proud of. Why was this man proud of the fact that a golden warrior with an admittedly gorgeous weapon being slightly interested in a sword? I had a feeling his ego might be the cause of that...
"YES! YES! THIS SWORD! THE GODS GUIDED ME TO THIS WEAPON SO I COULD SLAY YOU AND PROVE MY WORTH AS THEIR CHAMPION! SO I COULD HERALD THE ERADICATION OF THESE ELVEN TRASH PILES!" Lord Valismont shouted once more as he began swinging his weapon, its mythical and enchanted nature quite obvious as it glowed bright like some holy torch in an evil darkness. It was definitely a special blade, but the warrior was still obviously not here for some deranged mans prophecy, truth be told though, I did not know why this warrior stood here with their castle gracing our sky. But soon it became apparent that this warrior was not here to talk, and as their voice gently echoed into my ears, their polearm soon found themselves poised to strike out with power and grace. It was almost angelical actually, when they leapt that is, a bright light had formed as they soared, the ghostly mirage of alabaster wings appearing behind them before they crashed down and tore a man apart as he forced them into the dirt. Dead and bloodied was that man.
"MEN! ATTACK! PROTECT ME AS I SUMMON OUR DEFENDING ANGEL!" Lord Valismont declared as he began backing away, completely ignoring my injured form and Lady Carydark's unconscious body as he slinked away from the carnage. Awe washing over me as this warrior, such size was this warrior, such size that it was almost frightening to watch just how fast they were. They were cutting apart full armoured knights and soldiers without much effort and even arrows loosed at point blank were missing. Blood flew everywhere as the warrior's fine blade cut through them with more ease than a sword would have through a wet sheet of paper.
"Just who are you...?" I ask myself as his weapon soon impaled into a tree a few metres away from me along with a man and his war horse. Then the weapon just flew back to the warrior and the effortless killing carried on again before a boom sounded when the handles hilt impacted the soil with the roar of a lion. Moaning in pain as I bounced up before hitting my side, groaning as my eyes found themselves looking at cracks that were quickly expanding into the metre ranges of width. Such a casual stomp of a pole just performed damage that rivalled the power of a 6th Tier spell? Even the strongest warriors I knew required at least enchanted warhammers and a serious blow to tear up that much dirt.
"Why would you appear now of all times...?" I mutter quietly to myself in confusion as I watched the grace that this warrior seemed to have, their quick movement... I had already acknowledged it... But it scared me. A shiver went over me as a pale lightning bolt was then loosed from their open palm, the magic circle that appeared seemed to serve as more of an accelerator than a aiming device. A boom soon appeared as the magic created a trench several metres deep and wide, with fully armoured horses and their riders being sent flying as the magical might engraved its prominence.
"YES! YOU HAVE SHOWN ME THAT YOU ARE THE TRUE TEST! NOW... I DEMAND YOUR ATTENTION! AS ONE OF THE HEAVENS GREATEST WARRIORS COME FORTH! RISE, DOMINION AUTHORITY! SMITE YOUR ALLY AND FUFILL MY PURPOSE!" Lord Valismont's now increasingly grating fanatical yelling told us as the crystal he held glowed bright. Terror once again coming over me as the sky darkened further before a large white construct appeared before us, its golden, needle-like wings and piercing red dots for eyes demanded our attention. Moving back against the tree I was leaning against as far as I could possibly go in my stupor, this warrior was powerful, but even their strength was hidden under the oppressive aura of the angel. Tears began forming in my eyes as I saw and realized that my death would come now, that was a certainty.
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There was no alternative... I would die here... Forgotten amongst cowardly nobles, scared children, dead soldiers and gossiping maids...
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"FUCK! Dammit! I wasted my time in this low-level shit show? HMMMMMMMMM!? R U CEREAL YOU DAMN, STUPID GAME!" the warrior began ranting on in annoyance out of nowhere, his tone completely breaking the seriousness of my wallowing. Looking at him in concern as he was now pacing about with no concern towards the unstoppable construct that was currently hovering near us. Completely losing any hope I had, not that much was left anyway... Yet now, all I had was a drive... A drive to get up and tell our only chance to at least try... BECAUSE I WANTED TO AT LEAST SEE MY FAMILY AGAIN!
So I painfully set aside the sleeping beauty and forced my way up, breathing in agony as I tightly gripped my side, relying on Lord Valismont's insanity to hold back the angel's power just a little longer. Stabbing my knife into the trunk of a damaged tree and tightly gripping the handle til my knuckles turned white and began to tear up a bit, grinding my teeth as I gathered my voice and prepared to call out to the warrior. Planting my feet firmly and standing up as much as I could, trying to gather myself and ignore the pain. I had to try and get them to snap out of their troubles to deal with this angel.
"HEY! STOP PACING ABOUT AND HELP US!" I shout at the warrior, immediately catching his and Lord Valismont's attention as I became the third voice in this area of battle. Pulling the pin out of my hair and letting its lustrous, golden beauty fall down in hopes of entrancing the male with my looks, knowing that as much as I hated to admit it, my chest and body would probably be the determining factor in securing survival. Letting my cheeks flush slightly as I tried to envoke some form of protector from him, smiling in joy as he turned to face the angel, his weapon firmly planted in the ground and a battle cry in his thr-
"ARE YOU A QUEST GIVER THEN!?" he then suddenly shouted back at me as his weapon completely hung at his side in a lazy manner, his body more inattentive than ever. Dumbfounded I was, what on earth was he blaring on about? Quest!? No! We are an innocent group that found ourselves under attack by xenophobic bigots!
"NO!? I'M ASKING YOU TO HELP US, AND TO GET YOU TO STOP THIS SLAUGHTER OF OUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY BY THIS MAD MAN!" I shout back in anger, I was here to hasten our survival, not delay our death. Snapping my head towards the Slane noble when he began cackling his head off.
"MAD MAN? BAH! OF COURSE AN IGNORANT KNIFE-EAR SUCH AS YOURSELF WOULD THINK THAT! SLAUGHTER? SLAUGHTER IS THE LEAST YOU PIGS DESERVE RIGHT NOW!" Lord Valismont zealously decreed back as he began to wave his sword about as his men rallied towards him. What was left of them anyhow... They were extremely close to pulling out, but now they were ready to fight again as this angel would carve their victory and serve its bloody results on a platter.
"OH! I'M SORRY, WERE YOU GUYS THE LOT I WAS SUPPOSE TO HELP? SORRY ABOUT KILLING YOU GUYS, I THOUGHT YOU WERE JUST SOME LOW LEVEL MOBS FOR ME TO KILL!" the warrior hollered back as a hand cupped around his mouth as he began to speak to the Theocracy's soldiers. I couldn't believe what I was hearing... He mistook them as the enemy and was willing to just start helping them like nothing happened!? Gods forgive me for my next act... But it appears lechery was the only thing left I could do. So I yanked the knife out of the tree and began cutting open the front of my clothes, exposing just enough of the bare flesh of my chest before I went down to my knees. Then I began leaning forwards while pushing my breasts together and placing extra emphasis on them and lower half, swinging my hips about slightly as I tried to arouse the man slightly.
"Please... Please my Lord... Won't you save us...? We are all so alone without our men to protect us... So many virgin maidens in need of a brave soul willing to rescue them..." I tell him gently as I bit my lip and began to pose against the bark of one of the trees. The rough textures of the material tickling my soft and supple body as my exposed skin was pushed against it. Gentle moans coming out of me as I was actually arousing myself by accident with this humiliating act of lust and borderline prostitution of my body.
"Cool tits bro, anywho. Are you guys with the angel gonna give me a quest? I am kinda on a schedule here." the warrior then said casually with a thumbs up before his attention went back to the Slane survivors. My face soon swelled with anger as I tore myself from the tree and began stomping my right foot in anger, my adrenaline rush hiding the pain as I stared at him with anger. Anger so hot it practically rivalled that of a dragons mighty flaming breath when someone threatened it. Throwing my knife at them and watching it fall short before I opened my mouth to scream at the fool.
"AREN'T YOU PAYING ATTENTION YOU DAMN FOOL!? THIS MAN IS TRYING TO KILL US!" I repeat to him while screaming and slowly descending into a rather childish way of acting. My face was completely red as I screamed and shouted various insults at him while I was throwing my tantrum. The fact he was ignoring me did not help my mood.
"So what is it? Yay or nay? Gib quest plz." the warrior asked Lord Valismont again while the human stroked his chin, his barely seeable eyes were thinking up something. His hand tightened its grip on his sword before he began to speak, then we ended up having our three-way interrupted by the rather loud tumbling of branches and such behind us.
"SALIHN! HELP ME! THERE'S SOMETHING IN MY DRESS AND IT IS SQUIRMING ABOUT AHHH!" Lady Carydark screamed in slight terror, her focus on the fact a squirrel was trapped in between her breasts and dress. And now it was trying to get out by going all over the place, but the gaps in her dress, and she was now hugging herself as she shivered about with gentle moans coming from her as the squirrel clearly was now over her nipples. Looking away in embarrassment before finding myself looking at the now motionless warrior. Flinching slightly and expecting my death when he suddenly charged at us when he saw Lady Carydark appear.
What would come next surprised me however...
He was now in front of us... His weapon poised and ready to protect us.
"Tell me my good sir... Were you ready to kill this fine girl with a clear conscious...?" the warrior asked in a deathly low tone, his stance changing to one of absolute aggression, akin to that of a threatened snake or angry scorpion. Though I was slightly annoyed that he only just decided to act now, Lady Carydark had completely forgotten about the squirrel as she just stared at the golden warrior after he finished his sentence. Scoffing slightly in jealousy at the fact that all she had to do was have a rodent squirm about in order to get us a chance.
"WHY YES! YES I AM PREPARED TO KILL HER AND EVERY OTHER ELF! NOW! ANGEL! STRIKE THEM DOWN NOW! THIS CONVERSATION GROWS TIRESOME!" Lord Valismont decrees for the final time before the angel begins to raise its mighty weapon high. Determination soon came into my head again as I ran to Lady Carydark and tried to get her out of the area as the weapon began to fall upon us. Hitting and shouting at her in vain, I could not get her to move from that spot, all she was doing was standing there and standing at the unreactive warrior.
"Then you are truly not a worthy NPC..." the warrior muttered before the mace the angel was using slammed against him, sending me and Lady Carydark... Nowhere? It's bright light had us both... Standing still with no reaction to the brightness...?
No...
There was a steady whirring of a weapon and a shimmering azure dome that we found ourselves under, the angel being held back on the other side of it.
"Go forward brave warrior..." Lady Carydark muttered out with her hands cupping her face before the shield disappeared along with the warrior as he climbed up the angel. His hands dug into the armour of it, soon thunder gathered about his hand before he pulled his right fist back and then punched it. My jaw practically fell open as the angel suddenly lost its torso in an explosion of thunder and orange light, the warrior charging through the hole that was in its chest before it disappeared in sparkles like any other construct.
"NO MAN WHO THREATENS A BIG-TITTED, BIG-ASS, THICK-THIGHS, DARK-SKINNED ELF SHALL LIVE YOU HERE ME YOU DAMN BINARY TRASHCAN!?" the warrior shouted righteously as he began to soar several metres high in the sky, his body was at a height that usually only an arrow ever got to. Watching as he grabbed the midsection of his weapon before he sharply pulled it, and with that the pole-arm suddenly transformed into a mighty golden axe. Its mostly hollow and triangular head began to glow with power before he then hit the ground with a boom and then he carried on his charged.
Lord Valismont laughed madly as he raised his sword in an unprofessional manner as he charged while his men ran, he laughed as they screamed. My eyes found themselves naturally drawn to the axe head as it pulsated in its travel towards the human lord.
{ANNIHILATION RAPTURE!}
The warrior chanted before a snow-white tidal wave of energy sprung forth from the weapon, everything in front of the warrior soon found itself gone in a matter of seconds. And it wasn't just the Slane soldiers that had disappeared, everything and I mean absolutely everything in front of that man was now either a smouldering pile of ash or a massive ditch that rivalled the size of a small town. My body had completely frozen up in terror again as he turned his attention to us, however I found myself able to move again when Lady Carydark began running at him with no fear at all. Even tears were falling from her eyes as she softly impacted against the armour of the warrior before she just went and flat out gave a kiss to the mans helmet.
"What...?" I found myself saying as the survivors of our group began to leave from wherever they were hiding while cheering their hearts out. My mind completely lost as Lady Carydark snuggled up against the side of the warrior, soon however I found myself collapsing out of pain. But instead I ended up falling into a large golden palm, painfully looking at the sudden appearance of our saviour and the distraught face of the noble I was suppose to protect as she recovered from that sudden speed she just experienced. Green light soon filled all our eyes, our wounds began healing and any pain we had experienced was gone with the wind that ended up carrying the ash and stench of the dead. Looking about solemnly, disappointed in the fact that I was the only one interested in all of our fellow elves that we had lost this terrible, terrible day.
A surprised squeak soon came out of me when I found myself pressed against immaculate golden plate, soon I began crying however when their hand stroked my back. I, despite being a soldier for several years, despite having killed several animals and other creatures in my various bids to protect those I cared about, this level of death was something I was unacustomed to. So I just cried as the warrior served as a way for me to let my emotions out from the safety of his strong arms and concealing cape. Hiccuping towards the end as they backed away and dropped to a knee before they began to make indications of speech.
"Hey, Salihn, was it? I do believe it is about time we had a proper introduction. My name is, Castellant, Castellant of The Grand Forge of Enkiinur. And a quick question... Are you an information NPC? I really need to know the details of this update..." Castellant said to me as he introduced himself directly at me, but also to whomever heard him. Though his name confused me, wasn't that just a rank that he was telling me? I probably shouldn't get bothered over it in all honesty, strange names like this weren't uncommon. Brushing myself off before standing up properly, my wounds now completely healed and no longer an issue, but I had to use my hands to keep my clothes together, my movement having torn it more than I had cut it. Looking about as I counted how many people we may of had left, groaning when everyone was moving too much, their crowding of Castellant preventing me from doing my job.
So I just slinked out of the crowd before using the bodies of those despicable human horsemen as an elevation point for me to get my fellow elves attention from. Looking about in worry as I noticed that most if not all of our carriages had either been destroyed by crashes, weapons or fire, or were too damaged to get repaired at this moment in time. So I looked on with hope sparkling in my eyes at the impossibly large building floating above us, if I could just get Lady Carydark to convince him to let us stay for a short while, we could be safe. Nodding to myself before I hopped down to go talk to him, picking up the knife that I had thrown earlier and putting it back in its holder for safe keeping.
"Ummm... Castellant! A quick word if you will?" I asked him after I had gotten close enough to tug at his really damn soft cape, pulling him away from the crowd and allowing them to get their act together. I understand why they were cheering and that, but we had bigger issues than that.
"Is there something you need, useless NPC?" he carelessly asks as he looked up at his home, awkwardly rubbing my hands together as I tried to think of a way I could get him to let us stay in his home. Quickly remembering Lady Carydark before I motioned him to stay where he was at this exact moment, quickly running off to the clueless girl as she sat on a dead horse, surprisingly detached from all of this. Though it was easy to figure out, as she was just staring wantingly at the golden warrior, Castellant, if I wasn't the age I was, I'd probably assume that she was just thankful, but it is obvious that his earlier words had gotten to her immensely. Despite how simple and uncouth they were... But then I guess a girl who has grown up only knowing the more refined declarations of beauty would find a rather simple version of it to be rather exotic. And as another woman myself, I knew the more exotic things tended to get our attention.
"Salihn... I have come to a decision. I am not going to the capital to just become another plaything for our king. I want to stay with the man who was willing to face the odds in my name..." Lady Carydark swooned out as she looked at Castellant with a blush raging across his dark, smooth skin. Stepping back in shock at her declaration, before we even got attacked this woman would just talk my ears off about how she couldn't wait to be by the kings side as he tried to create a worthy heir with her. However, I didn't let that hold me back as I acknowledged this information, I could snap her out of her folly when we had secured a place to sleep in before the moon rose to light up the night. Offering my hand and helping her to her feet before I went behind her and put my mouth near her ear, I've done enough rodeos to know what can influence another elf, so I was going todo it and get us out of here!
"Then why not go tell him, hmmmm? Before all those others girls over there tear him away from you? Why not go declare just how much you want to be with him, how much you want to massage his aching back after he finishes a hard days work. To hold him and comfort him as he recovers from fighting a monster. Or even... Sire him a child to call your own?" I suggestively whisper into her ear, my moist breath being intentionally sent at her to cloud her judgement further. Running a nail along her delicate flesh as she was becoming increasingly entranced by the idea of just running into his arms and never letting go until he replied with a single word as she opened up to him. I however was just surprised at how easy it was for all of these things to happen, first her... feelings... for him and now her urge to run over to him. Backing away slightly before yelping slightly when Lady Carydark began towing me towards the golden warrior known as Castellant.
Castellant, below Enkiinur
'Now how exactly am I going to get back up to my base? Hmmmm... I could try tossing horses at it, that might get Nova's attention. Maybe the elves would be better to throw? I mean they are alive and thusly they would scream as I threw them.' I mentally ponder as the elves around me continued to pelt me with praise and other good words. However, if I could frown, I would, I just hopped down to complete an event and I had yet to get any form of reward, barring a kiss on the cheek, but that was more of a role playing thing to be honest. And I was less of a role player and more of an extortionist towards my fellow merchant, grinning on the inside as their business fails after I move into town. Perhaps I should just rob the elves? But then comes the question of value, I was overlevelled for this event and it is likely they would only have cheap stuff that I already have in droves.
Actually... While the topic of shops is in my head, I might have to start up shop once more, because the glitch that is preventing me from seeing my menus might have automatically sold all my property. Rubbing my metallic chin as I sat down on a nearby rock, my thoughts focused on my desire to see gold flow from my coffers and nothing else. Shaking my head about as I thought on enslaving these NPC's and turning them into workers of mine so I did not have to rely on an awkward rotational system that left my shops vulnerable. Just because it was a mythril item being stolen and not a prismatic metal one being stolen didn't make it any less annoying.
"Actually... If I equip them with my high end stuff... I might catch the attention of more players interested in cheap dungeon diving gear. Hell, I could even assert market dominance if everyone has potentially gone through a property reset." I quietly mutter to myself as I look at the inscriptions on my weapon of choice, Clokvork, the Transforming-Polearm. With a quick adjustment of the golden, blocky handle piece, I could turn the weapon into three different configurations, though I was working on a way to give it more. It could be a glaive like weapon that was capable of creating a 10th tier protection spell in the form of a dome or such, an axe that was more or less intended for the removal of dirt mobs or just the weak minions bosses like to spam at you, and finally a mace that was based off of Nova's tail weapon, this weapon was pretty much my PVP weapon, its magic draining and rebuttal capabilities were very useful. I had lots of fun with this weapon, but it frequently became a game of patience with it as the chance of success kept decreasing after every buff I gave it, frankly it was amazing that it even lasted this long, I really should probably just start from scratch with another weapon that has a higher base.
"Oh my one and only, Castellant! I have a request to make of you..." the top tier fap material from earlier said as she came up to me with a face as red as a tomato and a aryan elf was towing along with her. The other elf was that one who had tried to influence me with poses and seduction, but what she didn't know is that if I wanted to get turned on, I wouldn't be playing an RPG and wondering about fake gold. If such things were my concerns, I would just log out of this game and then load up one of those dating sims the Japanese were still pumping out every now and then. Or I would just type in a porn site on a search engine or browser, this game didn't really peak my interests that much. Barring the reason I decided to even stick around, I mean such a fine specimen and just throwing them away? Pffft. I could recreate hentai scenes with an NPC like that.
"Oh, yes. Remind me... Who are you two again, there's a lot of names I have been forced to learn in the past two or so minutes." I ask them with a wave of my hand as I give them my attention, my eyes switching between the pair. Of course they couldn't tell that I was because souls in armour didn't exactly have eyes to follow. But the waifu for laifu was definitely liking the light show she was seeing, though I was left wondering if she thought it was just me being real mysterious and brooding. I sure hope not, I wear obnoxious colours because I don't want to be associated with the other upper class kids who think they have it hard in todays world. Little shits the lot of them.
"Uhh... I am Lady Elmyra Islinada Carydark... But you can call me Elmyra if you want... I'm not saying you have to though!" Elmyra panicked out as she told me her name, her personality switching between that of a refined girl to a more scared one... I don't actually know what's going on with her. She was switching about more than a light switch, and those things switch a lot. Though it was rather fun to watch as she panicked and mumbled over witch way of speaking she should stick to, her friend didn't find it amusing though. So while she was being set straight, I decided to take in the view that I got, knowing that it was always nice to glue a mental image into my head in times of no computer or phone. A man needed to vent stress and wizard baiting was the best way to do it.
As one could already probably tell, she was drop to the fucking floor with all your blood in your erection gorgeous, luckily I could not suffer such a fate, or could I...? Hmmmmm. She was also rather tall compared to her fellow elf, coming in at one-hundred and eighty-four centimetres or six feet roughly. Her dark, flawless skin shone under the sunlight, and even the area around her seemed to respect her grace, not soiling one part of her skin in the slightest, speaking of her skin, it reminded me of a lighter coloured hot chocolate in all honesty, she also seemed as sweet as such a drink. Her breasts were quite large, almost unrealistically so, they were about the size of melons and would fill a mans hand quite easily and then overflow around them, they even maintained quite a bit of perk to them as well, with their solid, round structure being quite visible. Why was I even looking this much into a programs tits anyway? I did not know, or care much if I was honest, titties! And pretty much her lower half also followed the same rules as her chest, a pair of wide, hypnotic hips, bubbly rear that jiggled just right and thighs that saved lives, seriously, dem thighs I tell you. Though her head was also quite nice to look at, with her crimson iris' contrasting almost too perfectly with the white in her eyes, she also had these symmetrical purple tattoo like things under her eyes. They were diamond shape and had arrows framing the bottom parts of them. Her long, silky white hair was not done up in any fancy fashion, but it was looking like it was just washed and left to naturally form, it also had a silverish tint to it as well.
Her dress was purple with gold laced about its edges, in fact this dress' sole purpose was too bring your attention to her body. With only a small set of knots needing to be undone before one could see her bare chest completely. She only needed to take one step to show off just how toned her legs were, with her left leg being able to easily poke out of the gap in the dress that went all the way up to her hip. Speaking of hips, her sides were pretty much exposed and you could easily just squeeze your hand towards her genitalia. Actually her dress looked like its actual legitimate purpose was to get an erection going as you undressed her physically. Was she some kind of prostitute? YGGDRASIL had no sex system at all that I was aware of, I mean I'd totally ba-
Hmmmmmmmmm...
"Nice to meet you, Castellant's the name and slapping things to test their solididity is my game." I casually tell her, only realizing how dirty it sounded as she blushed more while looking at her posterior. I felt like that regardless of what I told this elf, she'd still find away to make me want to keep her more, I mean her reactions were just adorable. Beckoning her closer and smiling internally as she practically melted in my arms as my fingers ran themselves through her hair. Immediately picking her up by her rear with one of my hands, perfectly fitting her rear before I walked off to talk to her. And leaving an annoyed white elf behind me as I ignored her introduction and just walked.
"Alright, Elmy, you don't mind if I call you that right?" she shook her head rapidly while smiling, "Good! Well anyway then, Elmy... Is there something I can help you with?" I ask her as I looked about for something to use to get Nova's attention, I know I told her to stay, but something should get her attention. Tapping my foot in thought as Elmyra collected her words out of that blood filled noggin' of hers.
"I was wondering... Is it alright if I and my fellow elves could temporarily take up residence in your castle?" Elmyra asked me sweetly as she leaned against my motionless torso as I took a gander at everything. Looking down at her with a non-existent look of surprise as she asked the very thing I was going to ask of her, not that it mattered if they declined. I had the tools to turn these binary avatar's obedient, which way though was the question. Either way, I settled down Elmyra and got down to a knee so I could look her in the eyes.
Gently rubbing her sides before I answered, "It would be my pleasure to have guests as sweet as you." I tell her casually. Kind of taken back when she burst into tears and then ran up and hugged me while she cried some more. Chuckling my ass off as this little bundle of sweetness was just being a crybaby.
Looking behind myself when I heard an angered roar come from the top of my forge, fear soon fell into the air as the elves panicked about. I was just here wondering in great shame before I audibly groaned in realization.
Really Nova? Really? Your going to come charging down this late into the party? Hmmm... Perhaps Touch Me gave her short-term memory loss or whatnot when I paid for his services...
Ugh.
Hey there scrubs ;P
Been awhile, ain't it? Well anyway here is another chapter for you to chew on. And if you haven't gathered from the jokes in chapter 1 and the totally needed lewding in this chapter, this story for the most part is comedic in nature, but I will get serious when the situation calls for it mind you.
Anyway, clarification!
Castellant arrived at the New World about a year or two before Ains did, this is because I want him to build up something and develop him a bit while staying independent of Ains' interference for a good few chapters. But don't worry, we'll still see him and his boney glory. And no, Elmyra isn't just going to be a fanservice character, she will receive development like any other, she isn't a one off whore u-u
But she definitely a THOT that Kakyo- I mean Ains will blast apart if she dares to spread her thotty ways.
Jokes aside for now, make sure to tell me your thoughts and gripes etc.
Non-replyable "reviews"
ImmortalGlare chapter 1 . Mar 3
Yup. Pervy pretty much said what needs to be said. Great start, i'm looking forward to more.
Be more original in your review then! ;V
Jk darling, your review is appreciated. Even if it is useless for the most part, like me tbh u-u
