The Bride of Tanangoden

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"Ah...I...no more...no more...ah~" Sarah cried weakly, her yellowish semen gushing from her front and back orifices with each thrust of the two orcs. Her beautiful face was covered in filth, semen, tears, and saliva streaming down her face.

(Damn it!) The little elf barely suppressed her lust and was about to jump in and shoot them a few arrows when she heard Nami say, "Matt, what should we do next? What if Tanan Gordon finds out..."

(Tanan Gordon?) The little elf stopped fiddling with the crossbow's trigger: (Could this not be what he wanted?)

Since the little elf had made this assumption, she wasn't in a hurry to deal with the orcs, and as for rescuing Sarah, she hadn't even considered it; it wasn't that the little elf was heartless, but she simply didn't believe that Sarah was being violated at this moment.

(Let's go find Tanan Gordon first~~) The little elf looked around and finally found a few large trees that she could use. She jumped onto a tree and, using the branches and the cover of the night, swung over the bushes towards the main tent.

"Who!" Tanan Gordon asked, his back to the window.

"It's me!" said the little elf who had entered the house with Red Moon Radiance.

"A human?!" Tanan turned around and saw an extremely beautiful human girl, her shining golden hair making the blood-red moonlight seem gentle. "No matter how you got in, if you're a resident of Firewood Town, I can tell you that your village chief is already on his way back."

"No! I'm not from Firewood Town, but Sarah hasn't left yet."

"Haven't left yet? She left three hours ago. Could it be that the town is so big that she got lost?" Tanan had a vague feeling that something was wrong. What the girl said seemed to be true. Could something have really happened to Sarah?

"I'll take you to see, and you'll know what happened." The little elf grabbed Tanan's hand, trying to drag him out the door. Tanan didn't resist much and walked openly to the tent where the little elf had been eavesdropping under the window.

Inside the tent, a group of orcs, still not satisfied with Sarah's ravaged body, were completely unaware of the impending disaster. The elf pushed open the tent door and entered with Tanan, startling the orcs. Several even ejaculated in fright. Matt, also surprised by Tanan's appearance, immediately turned pale.

"Hmph!" Tanan's face was ashen, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "What do you intend to do to her!"

"That's it," the elf briefly recounted to Sarah what had happened.

"Elf?" Tanan asked, "Could she be 'Elph'?"

Before Sarah could answer, the elf smiled and pulled back her headscarf, showing Tanan her ears. Only then did Tanan truly realize that this legendary race had finally reappeared.

"Elf… thank you…" Sarah said weakly. The elf looked at her with concern. Sarah was almost completely exhausted; the previous night's revelry combined with the fatigue of the entire day had worsened her condition.

"Let her stay here and rest for the night," Tanan said.

The elf looked at Sarah's condition and realized she couldn't possibly make the long journey back; he wasn't strong enough to carry her all the way. So he said, "Then Sarah can stay here with you tonight, but..." the elf said solemnly, "If Sarah is missing a single hair tomorrow, I'll hold you accountable."

Tanan had no doubt about this; the elf was definitely capable of destroying the orc city. But since he had no intention of harming Sarah, the elf's threat was meaningless.

The elf helped Sarah up and handed her limp body to Tanan. Tanan didn't care that Sarah was covered in filth; he took off his cloak and draped it over her.

"Then I'll be going!" The elf left the tent like a gust of wind, disappearing in the distance beyond the walls.

"Elf..." Tanan frowned, lost in thought, his arms unconsciously loosening their grip on Sarah.

"Ah!" Still groggy, Sarah reflexively wrapped her arms around Tanan's neck, her soft skin brushing against his cheek. Only then did Tanan realize that he was holding a naked beauty, and his body involuntarily heated up.

Suppressing his desire to embrace her, Tanan helped Sarah back to the main tent.

Although the main tent was luxurious, the frugal Tanan only used it for handling government affairs, holding meetings, and receiving guests. Behind the main tent, a small tent had been built for living quarters. Tanan kicked open the door to the back of the main tent and led Sarah inside.

"Where is this...?" Sarah, having regained some strength, asked as she lay on the bed. "This is

where I live," Tanan said calmly, pouring a glass of water for Sarah, pulling up a chair, and sitting down.

"Then...where is your family?" Sarah sat up and looked around. She was surprised to find that Tanan's dwelling was so dilapidated, almost bare. Besides the bed she was lying on, the only furniture in the tent was a large table piled high with documents and books, and pots and pans on the floor.

"..." Tanan's face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "They're all dead..."

"I'm sorry..."

"You don't need to apologize...your father is dead too, isn't he?" Tanan said with a bitter smile.

"...The intelligence is really comprehensive..." Sarah whispered, leaning on Tanan's shoulder.

"This isn't intelligence gathered..." Tanan paused, "It's because...I killed him."

"What!" Sarah jumped up, seemingly out of nowhere.

"I killed him. Your father died by my hand." Tanan pulled out a dagger and handed it to her, saying this with his head bowed.

Sarah slumped back onto the bed, her long-hated, father-killing enemy standing before her. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to stab this man who had so many times protected her with the blade of revenge. Finally, she helplessly dropped the dagger and buried her face in Tanan's arms, sobbing.

"I...can't kill you..." Sarah stammered. "If you won't kill me, I can't kill you...let's just end this...with us..."

Tanan looked at the young woman in his arms, more than a hundred years younger than him, and suddenly said, "Sarah, marry me."

"What?!" Sarah thought she had misheard.

"Marry me, and together we'll end these tragedies," Tanan said firmly, his presence overwhelming even Sarah.

"I...have no reason to object..." Sarah said gently.

"I'll give you a reason to agree..." Tanan smiled with relief, gently kissing her cheek.

"Tanan...hold me..." Sarah pleaded, her face flushed.

"But your body..."

"It's okay...I want to do it with you..." Sarah's tearful eyes begged him.

"I'll probably get killed by Elf tomorrow..." Tanan chuckled, hugging the girl tightly.

"Why isn't Sarah back yet?" Lori asked impatiently.

"Go ask the fairy," Avie replied, glaring at the fairy on the bench. She hadn't recovered from her punishment for running away yesterday and still needed to rest on the bench.

Hearing the fairy's report, they waited at the village entrance from early morning, but Sarah was nowhere to be seen even after the sun had passed its zenith.

"I don't know..." the fairy said weakly.

Just as Lori asked the same question for the thirteenth time, two figures finally appeared on the road. The elf excitedly called out, "They're back! They're back!" Her elven eyesight allowed her to identify the newcomers faster than others.

As the two figures drew closer, one was indeed Sarah, and the other was an orc—the orc city lord, Tanan Gordon.

"Who is he?" Ilya asked.

"Orc city lord… Tanan Gordon…" the elf replied.

Sarah and Tanan were holding hands, a sight that made them look like a couple on a date or taking a stroll, leaving them stunned. Before they could even process what was happening, Sarah said with a smile, "We're getting married. Can you help us think of a good place?"

"What!" Lori's mouth dropped open, and Avy was also startled by the shocking statement. Only Ilya and the elf had expected it and weren't too surprised.

"Sarah, are you really going to sacrifice yourself?" Lori pulled Sarah aside and whispered.

"No..." Sarah's cheeks flushed slightly, "I really... like him..."

The little elf overheard the entire conversation between Lori and Sarah, and, reclining in her chair, smiled, saying, "Then, I'll suggest a place first: the 'Neutral Temple.'"

Legend has it that six temples were scattered across the vast territory of the Kingdom of Maya, said to have been brought from another world by the four elemental gods. These six temples were dedicated to the benevolent god Leiana, the malevolent god Granken, and an unnamed neutral god. However, in the ancient Lost War, one of the neutral temples and the malevolent temple were destroyed in the flames of war, leaving only four temples in the world. The

Neutral Temple is located on the western side of the Mang Plains. Before the townspeople of Fire Forest discovered it while clearing the forest, no one in the world except mages remembered its existence.

The elves, having preserved many ancient historical traditions, naturally knew the locations of the six temples very well. At the little elf's suggestion, they decided to hold their wedding at this sacred site of the neutral god.

The news spread quickly, and Sarah and Tanan each sent a few people to manage the site. However, they didn't need to do much tidying, because just as Ilya had seen at first glance, the temple showed no signs of wind or rain damage; even the fallen leaves seemed to deliberately avoid it as they landed around the temple.

"This temple is a sacred site for the worship of the neutral god. Like other temples, it was built by the four elemental gods. Therefore, water, fire, wind, and the weather dare not invade this temple. The only things that can harm it are pure light and absolute darkness magic, or the attacks of the four dragons," Avy explained.

The neutral temple had no roof, only dozens of white pillars resembling fangs extending from the ground to the sky, intertwining at the top to form a seemingly dangerous but actually sturdy barrier. If any dwarf were to see this, he would definitely think that spending his life studying the structure of this temple was well worth it, because no dwarf, elf, or human could build such a structure.

Sunlight streamed into the temple through the gaps in the pillars, and as night fell, the moonlight representing the three eyes—the silver moon, the red moon, and the black moon—also shone through the same gaps, enveloping the temple in a sacred yet eerie magical atmosphere.

A large tree was sculpted in relief on the altar in the center of the temple, its dense branches entwined with an open book. Ancient characters, inscribed on its pages, were inscribed that no one could understand. Most striking was the red crystal sphere floating above the altar, spinning as if it were alive.

On a late summer afternoon, a man and a woman of different races held a wedding ceremony in this temple according to ancient elven rites. However, the guests exchanged wary glances, each casting guarded looks at the seemingly insurmountable enemy. Had it not been for the orc village guards patrolling the orc city, the two sides would have already broken out into a fight.

Two temporary tents were erected outside the temple, one for the bride and one for the groom. In the tent on the left, Sarah, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, awaited the start of the wedding. A group of enthusiastic women came and went, including Ilya, Lori, and Avie, but the little elf was missing.

"The wedding begins!" the little elf's voice echoed throughout the area.

The three women followed Sarah out of the tent, walking side by side with Tanan, who was walking out alone, towards the altar. Tanan, dressed in black, seemed a little uncomfortable. Although he had been married once before, this time his bride was someone he had "gotten on the bus" before marrying, making him somewhat embarrassed.

On the altar, the little elf, wearing a red robe representing the neutral god, was the officiant of the wedding. However, the others looked at this arrogant little girl who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere with suspicion.

Sarah and Tanan walked onto the altar. In ancient elven custom, the bride and groom must wear white and black clothing, representing the gods of good and evil, while the officiant must wear red clothing, representing the neutral god. The implication was that the couple was united under the witness of these three gods, and that their marriage was blessed and recognized by them.

"Homage to the gods!" the little elf said. Sarah and Tanan bowed to the red crystal sphere.

"Harmony with the earth!" The two clapped their hands at the ground, spreading their arms to symbolize embracing the earth.

"Newlyweds face to face," the little elf said, "Now, any doubts or grievances you may have had about each other, please settle them here." This custom was meant to allow the newlyweds to spend their lives together in a state of deep understanding, but it did seem rather strange to other races.

"What's going on?... " a few people muttered.

The two newlyweds on the altar remained silent for a long time. Finally, Sarah broke the awkward silence: "Tanan... my father... why did you kill him?" Upon hearing this, the humans watching immediately became agitated, and several even planned to rush onto the stage and kill Tanan, but fortunately, Lori pushed them back.

"I..." Although the elf hadn't told them about this rule beforehand, Tanan seemed to have known Sarah would ask this question when he heard the elf say this. He said heavily, "Four years ago, during the last direct battle between Firewood Village and Orc City, my two younger brothers went to the battlefield with me. When they fell in front of me, I was sad, but I also knew that this was the fate of a warrior. If I didn't win, I would end up like that too... However, my orc warriors were still no match for humans, so we retreated to the castle, intending to use the terrain to turn the tide..." Many humans and orcs present had also participated in the battle Tanan described, and the previously noisy atmosphere suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

"At least that was my original plan, but when we retreated outside the city, I realized I had made a mistake. We retreated too quickly; some of the residents left behind in the orc city didn't even have time to escape through the city gates before death came upon them. I watched with my own eyes as countless people who had laughed and cried with us, those orcs without the strength to fight, died one by one under the merciless swords and arrows of humans, and even my own kind..."

"Finally, I found my wife and two daughters lying lifeless in pools of blood at the city gate. My wife was still holding the delicious food she had promised me that morning..."

"Exhausted, I charged towards the human camp without hesitation, regardless of how many wounds I sustained or how many people stood in my way. Finally, I plunged my broken longsword into the chest of the human leader..."

"After that, I no longer planned to attack Firewood Town until you sent that letter," Tanan said slowly.

Whispers immediately arose from the human seats, while the beastmen remained deathly silent, more interested in knowing what the two would do next.

Sarah shook her head and said, "As I decided before, I cannot kill you, and I cannot bring myself to do it... So, I want you to compensate me!"

Tanan, of course, understood her meaning and nodded with a smile.

"Your turn next," the sprite said to Tanan.

"Sarah... will you marry me now?" Tanan's question baffled onlookers. Since she was already in a wedding dress, she must have come willingly; was she here to reject him? They were unaware that in ancient customs, there were indeed precedents of one party backing out at a crucial moment.

Sarah thought for a moment and finally said, "I have no reason to refuse..." Tanan was greatly disappointed, but Sarah continued, "...and...there are reasons to agree..." Sarah's voice grew softer and softer, her face increasingly red.

Tanan joyfully embraced Sarah, who, though startled, shyly returned his embrace.

"Gods of the Nine Heavens, souls of the Nine Earths, witnessed by the neutral gods, protected by earth, water, fire, and wind—in the name of my Elf King, World Tree! Please grant this newlywed couple eternal blessings." The little elf stretched her hands towards the sky, and a green pillar of light descended from the heavens, bathing the entire altar in emerald green.

"The World Tree!" Ilya murmured. The light was remarkably similar to the light and shadow in the Void Realm, and she guessed it was summoned by the elf from the Forest of No Return. But while everyone was captivated by the sacred green light, only Avie noticed that the elf had revealed that he was the Elf King.

After the ceremony, the wedding continued. The newlyweds drank and made merry with the people of both races. The racial differences and two hundred years of enmity seemed to be left aside. Even the bailiffs maintaining order unconsciously removed their hands from the hilts of their swords, enjoying this peaceful night.

"It seems the elf deserves the most credit this time!" The girls, still wanted by the authorities, slipped away from the banquet and returned to Sarah's house. Tanan and the others would probably stay here for a few days until Tanan's place was ready before moving in.

"Although the stakes were high, it finally had a good ending," Ilya said happily.

"So, we should give the biggest contributor this time some reward..." Avie glanced sideways at the elf.

"Ah..." the little elf, surrounded by three girls, complained coquettishly, "Why are the punishments and rewards always the same..." After the wedding, the affairs of both races were numerous and complicated, causing Ilya and her companions to stay in Firewood Town for another half a month.

Half a month later, they were finally able to pack up and leave Firewood, but their luggage was heavier, especially the little elf, who carried three large bags of spider biscuits weighing a total of ten kilograms, seemingly intending to use them as provisions.

"Ilya, there's something I'm quite worried about." Sarah, now a newlywed, had lost much of her domineering air, replaced by a gentle shyness. When she spoke with a serious expression, a rare sight in the past half month, Ilya was taken aback.

"According to you, you should be wanted people now, but so far, Firewood Town hasn't received any arrest warrants for you," Sarah said.

"They probably forgot! Or maybe the wanted posters were lost."

"No..." Tanan said from the side, "According to the news from the orcs scattered throughout the land, the Black King Delisas, who seized power, is surprisingly low-key, and hasn't even issued any orders to arrest you." "

The only difference since Delisas seized power is the presence of Black Knights in various places. Perhaps, besides maintaining order, they are also searching for your whereabouts. I just don't understand why Delisas hasn't issued any wanted posters or even kill orders..."

"Perhaps because the regime is unstable?" Ilya asked.

"No! Delisas's political power is comparable to Reynolds's. If we consider the rule of human succession by the eldest son, he is more qualified to be King of Maya than Reynolds. Even though he inherited in this way, many ministers still switched their support to him. I can only guess that perhaps the ministers opposed killing the previous king's daughter, so Delisas could only secretly send troops to assassinate you. If that's the case, you'd better be wary of these black-armored knights."

Ilya nodded, her face still showing a look of desolation.

"If you want to go to Shahora Village, this map should come in handy. You need to head south first, take a boat or cross the Oriel River via the Elf Bridge, and then just follow the coast. If you're fast, you can reach Shahora Village in about six days."

"What about going to the Shahora Underground Labyrinth?"

"That place is east of Shahora Village. I don't know the exact location, but perhaps you can ask the local orcs." Tanan took out a black iron piece shaped like a skull from his belt and handed it to Ilya: "With this, you should be able to get the help of the local orcs."

"There's one more thing I haven't asked yet. Little elf, what kind of Elf King do you say you are?" Sarah whispered in the little elf's ear.

"She is the Elf Chieftain, Elf King Elf." Lori said leisurely: "You wouldn't believe it, would you? Someone like her can be the highest leader of that legendary race." Sarah's expression remained unchanged, but she secretly agreed with Lori's assessment.

"The Elf King isn't determined by talent. Who told me I was born from the Silver Vein Golden Leaf?" the little elf pouted.

"Silver veins? Wasn't it only the golden leaves that gave birth to the Elf King?" Avie asked with interest. She had a strong interest in this kind of ancient history, and only such a strong thirst for knowledge could be the greatest condition for becoming a master mage.

"That's how it should be, but Father said that before I was born, what he saw wasn't a pure golden leaf, but a golden leaf with silver veins," the little elf said. "That's why some people think I'm not the Elf King, but Father still insists, because I was born from the World Tree's revelation to him as the Elf King."

"It seems we've encountered an unexpected benefactor," Tanan sighed, thinking that if Matt and his opponents knew that this idea came from the Elf King, they would probably be terrified.

"Then with the support of the Elven race, what's there to fear from the Black Knights of Delisas? The Guardian God alone is enough to make them suffer," Sarah said.

"Impossible. Not only do I not want the Elven race to get involved in this mess, but the Elves also wouldn't allow the little elf to use the power of the Guardian God in such a way," Ilya said calmly, and the little elf nodded in agreement.

Sarah, while agreeing, also felt a pang of regret that Ilya was giving up such a powerful ally.

"When are you two going to stop talking? The sun'll be setting by now!" Lori complained, carrying a heavy backpack.

"Hehe, whatever the reason, we can only take it one step at a time. Sarah, Tanan, come visit Maya City after this is over," Ilya said optimistically.

The girls followed the map southwards. Although it was only a few dozen centimeters on the map, it actually took several days to walk. Fortunately, this road was the main route from Firewood Town to Shahora, and the villagers had put in considerable effort to repair it, so it wasn't too difficult to travel. However, as usual, the sprites slowed them down, making it twice as long to reach the vicinity of the bridge.

"This must be the marker for the bridge on the map," Lori kicked a pile of stones by the roadside. "Then the bridge shouldn't be far."

The little elf, still chewing on a cookie, looked ahead, but from here she could only see what appeared to be a thin river in the distance. She estimated it would take about a day to get there—based on a normal walking speed, of course.

Since leaving the elf village, they had begun learning how to survive in the wild. Even Ilya had developed excellent cooking skills, and sleeping outdoors seemed to have become a habit. If it weren't for that love-hate "routine" every night, they should be able to get plenty of rest—even Princess Ilya, who was used to sleeping on a soft feather bed.

"Little elf, don't just keep eating cookies!" Ilya called out, waving a skewer of wild boar meat by the campfire.

Elves could go without food or water for a long time if necessary, but the little elf wasn't eating for that reason. It was because she had been terrified by Ilya's cooking. On their first night camping after leaving the elven village, Ilya was the only one left with nothing to do, so she naturally took on the task of cooking. However, they hadn't expected that the food prepared by a princess who had never cooked before would frighten the little elf so much that she cried, thinking she had been poisoned. From then on, the little elf avoided Ilya's "poison" like the plague, preferring to go hungry rather than eat.

"Little elf..." Ilya naturally knew the reason, but the little elf hadn't eaten for several days, and she couldn't help but worry. So she resolved to make sure the little elf ate dinner tonight. "See, I ate it and nothing happened to me, you should try it." Ilya took a bite and handed the skewer to her. The little elf shrank back, as if Ilya was holding some kind of venomous snake or beast.

Ilya's hand froze in mid-air, and they stood facing each other. At this moment, the other two also stopped what they were doing and looked at them in unison.

The little elf looked at Ilya's pleading eyes and felt guilty. She trembled as she reached out and took the skewer, tearing off a small piece and putting it in her mouth with her eyes closed.

"...Delicious..." Hearing the little elf say this, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. The little elf devoured the skewer like a whirlwind, her eyes still greedily fixed on the skewers that were not yet cooked on the fire.

"Come and eat with us." Ilya said happily. Getting the little elf to eat seemed to make her happier than regaining the throne. Avie shook her head with a wry smile and joined in the warm and lively dinner.

The girls stared at the bridge before them, their only way across—the "Elf Bridge." But they hid hundreds of meters away in the bushes, all because of a single sentence from an elf.

"There are people on the bridge." The elf's sharp eyesight allowed her to see the situation on the bridge from a distance unseen by humans. The girls immediately hid in the roadside bushes, stealthily making their way for nearly a kilometer before finally reaching the bridge. They clearly saw the "people" the elf had spoken of—two black knights.

The Elf Bridge, spanning the great river Oriel, is one of the few place names in the Kingdom of Maya that still retains the word "elf." In the past, the bridge was built by elves and dwarves using bluestone from the Valley of Hidden Dragons. However, during the Lost War, the bridge was destroyed by the enraged elves. From then on, the cold waters of the Oriel River became a natural barrier separating the human and elven worlds. It wasn't until three generations ago that King Maya rebuilt this wooden bridge using the remaining ancient bridge piers on the river.

At this moment, two men dressed in black stood at the bridgehead. Their breastplates were engraved with the symbol of the Maya royal family—a roaring tiger's head. However, unlike the crown Ilya kept in her bundle, the tiger's head there was entirely black, not the bright red of the crown.

"Black Knights!"

These two Black Knights guarded this side of the bridge. To cross the bridge, one had to pass them. Even if their goal wasn't to hunt Ilya, walking past them was too risky.

"There are only two of them. Let's catch them off guard," Lori suggested.

"No, if they're guarding the bridgehead, there can't be only two of them. There must be other Black Knights stationed nearby. If we rush in like this, we'll probably attract even more Black Knights," Avy shook her head.

Avi glanced at the map. If they didn't cross this bridge, aside from the Forest of No Return and Firewood Town, they'd have to travel a long way around the Hidden Dragon Valley, avoiding the countless undead, Aryans, trolls, and even wyverns roaming within. They'd have to travel south from Cabin City through a vast forest, past Latis City and the Vineyards, before finally reaching Shahora Village. This route would likely take at least half a year, not to mention the monsters roaming the valleys and pits—just dealing with them would be a death sentence. Moreover, the Oriel River originated in the Bloodbath Plains, formed by the melting snow from the mountains near Ori Village. The water was icy cold, and there was no ferry; anyone with a brain wouldn't want to swim across.

"We have to cross this bridge eventually, no matter what. Let's wait here for them to change shifts and then sneak across."

The girls hid in the bushes, waiting for their shift change. But fate had other plans. After squatting for a full three hours, two black knights came to the bridge to change shifts, leaving them no chance to escape. Lori was so angry that she lay down on the spot.

"Looks like we need to think of a new method," Avie said helplessly.

The little fairy, who had been playing with the weeds at her feet, suddenly said, "Let's use the method the little fairy came up with next time." Without waiting for their agreement, she ran back the way she came, moving so fast and making no sound at all. They were full of admiration for the little fairy's stealth skills, but her behavior was still unpredictable.

Half an hour later, the little fairy actually walked openly along the path, passing the bushes where the three of them were hiding without hesitation, and headed towards the bridge.

As expected, the elf was stopped by the black knights and they exchanged a few words. However, due to the distance, they couldn't hear their conversation. They only saw the two black knights whisper to each other before following the elf towards them.

"What is the elf trying to do?"

They watched as the elf led the black knights to the bushes opposite their hiding place. Only then did Avy begin to realize the elf's intentions.

"Perhaps she wants to lure those two away so we can slip away."

"But we're so close, they'll know if we move."

"Well... let's wait." Avy subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, seemingly already knowing what was about to happen. "Miss, is your gem lying around here?" one of the black knights asked, parting the waist-high grass. "Hmm... it's
a

round

, translucent blue-green gem, very beautiful." The elf also bent down to search.

The elf told them that she had dropped her gem nearby. Based on chivalry and the beautiful woman's plea, the two black knights immediately agreed to help her find it. Though knights, they were still young men full of vigor beneath their armor, and they couldn't help but be attracted to the unsuspecting beauty within reach. Their eyes kept glancing at the elf, almost forgetting their purpose in finding the gem.

"Is this it?" one of the black knights asked, holding up a sphere.

This gem wasn't what most people recognized; it was a "pure jade" infused with elemental power. Similar to a magic stone, certain powerful elven spells required the use of pure jade, but pure jade was rarer and even harder to obtain outside the Forest of No Return. The elf had taken one with her when she left the Forest of No Return, just in case, never expecting to use it here.

"That's it! Found it!!" The little fairy hadn't expected to find it so quickly. For a moment, she could only feign joy as she caught the gem, then innocently tossed it around, trying to buy time.

"That way I won't get scolded by Daddy~ Ah!" The little fairy accidentally dropped the jade again. The black knights all thought to themselves: (So that's how the gem fell.)

The little fairy bent down to pick up the jade, when an unexpected scene suddenly appeared before the two men: a cool breeze blew by, lifting the little fairy's incredibly short miniskirt, revealing her smooth little bottom and her barely visible private parts. Although it was only for a moment, it made the two young men, who were already aroused, unable to restrain themselves any longer. One of them grabbed the little fairy's slender waist and pulled her tightly into his arms as she screamed.

"Miss... how could you be so forgetful? You went out and forgot to wear underwear? Or are you actually hoping someone will see you without underwear?" another man said frivolously, but his expression revealed his nervousness; even his voice trembled slightly.

"I..." The little elf, being held by a man for the first time, went limp, letting them tease her without any resistance.

Dozens of meters away in the bushes, Avi whispered. They both knew they were about to act, but whether to pack their bags or fight off their lust was a question even Avi couldn't answer correctly.

The man lifted the little elf's skirt and froze. The scene he saw was undoubtedly a beauty that no natural wonder could compare to, but on the little elf's fair and tender skin, there was no sign of a mature woman. Her smooth, hairless mons pubis and her tightly closed vulva, like a clam shell, made him feel a pang of guilt for raping a minor.

"Uh... how old are you?" he asked nervously.

"I...I...just turned fourteen..." The little elf instinctively blurted out Ilya's age.

In the customs of the Kingdom of Maya, humans are considered adults at fourteen, so the hundred-year-old elf could naturally be considered an adult woman (or "old lady"). However, the elf's appearance was far too childish; apart from her tall and slender figure, no one would object if she said she was only ten.

After hearing this, the man, though not completely free of guilt, had a reason to justify enjoying the beauty before him. Seeing the elf's intoxicated expression, he had no more doubts and reached out to explore her private parts.

"Ah..." the elf moaned softly, and what the man's hand touched was a large, wet, slippery patch; she was already soaking wet, even her thighs were a mess. The man was surprised, but his face remained expressionless, though his movements became even more unrestrained.

Under the elf's wanton display, the men quickly became engrossed in her. Their hands, accustomed to wielding swords, now ravaged her soft, alabaster flesh, caressing and kneading her small breasts and tightly closed vulva. Their efforts aroused the elf to a fever pitch, her body trembling with anticipation for further penetration.

Finally, one of the men who had been toying with the elf's genitals could no longer resist the stimulation. He hastily pulled down his trousers, and his already erect penis plunged deep into her tender opening, squeezing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid.

"Damn it! I should have gone first! What am I supposed to do now that you've taken it first?" another knight complained. His rank was higher, but this situation had nothing to do with class, leaving him only able to fuss. The other knight, though aware of the danger, was unwilling to relinquish the warm, tight sensation within the elf's vagina.

"You…can…use…me…here…" Both men's eyes widened simultaneously, for the elf pointed to her anus!

The little elf stroked her buttocks, slowly inserting her fingers into her anus and stirring them, while letting out joyful cries. This made the initially resistant man want to try her anus, and besides, since the beautiful woman had invited him, how could a knight not fully cooperate?

The man adjusted his angle and thrust forward in one go. He was surprised to find that the little elf's anus was already ready to be penetrated; the secretions inside provided excellent lubrication, allowing his thick penis to enter her tight flower garden almost without hindrance. The two men had initially worried about tearing her two orifices, but upon penetration, they discovered that this little girl was not only no longer a virgin, but her sexual experience was probably unimaginable. Although both her anus and vagina were very tight, there was almost no resistance during thrusting. The flowing vaginal fluid between her thighs scattered on the ground with the swaying of her body, her wanton behavior, incongruous with her childish appearance, further proving that she was a 100% slut and whore.

"Ah... harder..." The little elf, experiencing male rape for the first time, quickly discovered the differences between men and women: although the penis created by the lust magic could surpass the real male penis in both thickness and length, it could not completely replicate the hardness, temperature, and appearance of a real penis. Moreover, the strength and mindset of men and women were very different. Sex with Ilya and the others was a gentle and intimate skin-to-skin contact. They valued each other's feelings, allowing the orgasm to accumulate and explode like a slow but irresistible tide. But the man's behavior at this moment was like two ferocious beasts, violently and brutally ravaging the helpless little elf, seemingly ignoring her feelings at all, only caring about thrusting wildly, pushing the little elf to the peak of orgasm like a raging torrent.

In the bushes, a blonde woman in red was sandwiched between two young men in black armor. Their strong, dark arms contrasted sharply with her fair, delicate skin. The girl's lithe body writhed with the men's movements, her continuous orgasms causing her to gush with vaginal fluids, soaking the ground beneath her like rain.

"Ah...I'm going to die...I'm going to come again...ah..." the little elf cried out wildly, experiencing such brutal rape for the first time. The feeling that her body was being drained of all its fluids drove her to madness. Her jade-like hands clung tightly to the stranger before her, her beautiful legs clamping around him. Tears of intense pleasure streamed down her chest. Her clothes had been pushed up, and a pair of wolfish claws brutally ravaged her small breasts, leaving bright red claw marks on her snow-white skin.

After an unknown amount of time, the two beastly men reluctantly released the nearly exhausted elf. She was covered in marks of their cruelty, making the two men, just freed from the abyss of lust, feel a deep sense of guilt. But then, the elf did something unbelievable: she bent down between the men's legs, grabbed their still-erect penises, and shoved them into her mouth, sucking on them like a child licking a lollipop. Stimulated by this, the penises, which were about to soften, stood erect again, even more erect than before.

"Miss…you want more?" the man asked in surprise.

The elf gave him a seductive look, which was enough to answer his question. She busily sucked on the penises before her, now covered in her own fluids, while also inviting the other man to join in; she held one penis in each hand, her small mouth moving evenly between them, her expression as if the two penises before her were the most delicious thing in the world.

Under the little fairy's full-fledged service, the two young penises immediately went into battle mode. The young man who had just inserted his penis into the little fairy's secret place withdrew his penis and jumped behind her impatiently, thrusting into her anus in one go.

"Ah!" The little fairy was startled by this sudden action and almost bit off the other penis that was still in her mouth.

"Bastard! Why are you in such a hurry? Have you never seen a woman before!" The man who had almost lost his manhood cursed angrily.

"I... I'm inexperienced, that's true..." He thrust desperately into the little fairy's anus, which was still dripping with semen. This was really tough on the little fairy. Every time he thrust forward, he pushed her forward, and one penis went all the way down to her throat, making it hard for her to breathe. Although the little elf had tried similar tricks before, none of them had been this violent. But since she had aroused the two men's lust, she had no choice but to obediently accept the ravaging of these two beasts…

"I can't walk anymore~" the little elf complained, her face covered in semen.

The two knights exchanged a glance, helped the limp little elf to her feet, and one of them even picked up a piece of jade from the ground, mischievously stuffing the round gem, about half the size of a fist, into the little elf's overflowing, wet vagina.

"Ah! Like this… I won't be able to get it out…" the little elf protested.

"Miss, you can ask someone else to help you get it out."

"No…" the little elf denied, blushing. The first image that flashed through her mind was of Ilya and the others inserting their hands into her tender vagina, digging and probing—just thinking about it was shameful enough. Only then did she suddenly realize that she wondered if Ilya and the others had slipped away. She glanced sideways; the bushes were already empty.

Supported by two people, the little fairy crossed the wooden bridge. After swaying for twenty or thirty minutes, she was pulled in by an arm reaching out from the bushes beside the road.

The first thing the little fairy saw upon falling into the bushes was a pair of full breasts, and the face of the woman who owned them—a black-haired woman with silver eyes.

"Sister Avi..."

"Don't call me sister..." The naked Avi dragged the little fairy in, the heat emanating from her body making the little fairy's face turn even redder.

As soon as they entered the depths of the bushes, they saw the other two people, also naked and intertwined. However, upon seeing the little fairy, they immediately got up and looked at her with ill intent. Avi pushed the little fairy down, her right hand directly reaching for her still wet private parts, but the fingers that invaded her touched something strange.

"What is this?" Avi lifted the little fairy's short skirt, her right hand prying open the two labia, and immediately discovered the jade that had just been inserted into her vagina.

"Just now... they stuffed it in..." the little elf said shyly, feeling hot all over from the sight of the three of them staring at her.

"You slutty elf~ Now let's see how you make love with people in the future." Lori mocked maliciously.

"Sister... help me take it out~" the little elf pleaded, and Avi smiled wickedly, bringing her face close to the little elf's private parts, spreading the flesh walls with three fingers of her left hand, and digging inside with her right hand.

"Ah!... Ah... No... Hmm..." With the movement of Avi's fingers, the little elf kept moaning, and her legs trembled and squeezed Avi tightly.

"Don't move your legs!" Avi used her shoulder to push away the little elf's legs that were clamping her head, but they quickly clamped back down. Although the little elf knew in her mind that her legs shouldn't move, her body moved uncontrollably, causing Avi to explode on the fourth time she was clamped.

"You little vixen! Let's tie you up and see how you move!" Avie picked up a rope from her luggage and had Ilya and Lori drag the little vixen to two trees not far apart. She deftly tied her legs to the trunks of the two trees.

Vixens, who crave freedom, hate being restrained. Any restraint brings them pain and humiliation, and the little vixen was no exception. Upon realizing her legs were no longer free, she began to cry and struggle.

"Little vixen, don't move... or you won't be able to get it out," Ilya comforted her, but it seemed to have no effect. Finally, Ilya used the simplest method. She pressed down on the little vixen's hands, leaned down, and sealed her lips with hers.

"Mmm!" The crying little vixen hadn't expected Ilya to use this method, but quickly she brazenly thrust her tongue into Ilya's mouth, giving her a snake-like kiss. Avie, who had been working between the little vixen's legs, noticed her private parts were swollen with moisture. Looking up, she smiled wryly and continued her work.

The round jade pendant was completely stuffed into the little elf's narrow vagina, and it was so slippery that there was no foothold. So, despite all that effort, Avi only managed to bring the little elf to orgasm twice, and the jade pendant buried deep inside remained unmoved.

"No... I can't get it out~ I have to think of another way." Avi sighed, and when she looked up and saw the dense branches of the trees above her, she immediately had an idea: "Loli, come here and help hold the little elf down."

Avi broke off several branches of suitable thickness and held them up to the little elf's private parts. The little elf, lost in Ilya's deep kiss, didn't notice Avi's purpose at all. In addition, Loli was also mischievously touching her, filling her mind with lewd fantasies. It wasn't until Avi inserted the branches into her

tender hole that she suddenly realized something was wrong. "Ugh!..." Because her mouth was blocked, the little elf could only moan from her throat. Although Avi had already torn off the rough bark beforehand, the hard branches still brought extremely strong stimulation to her sensitive tender hole.

Two branches pried open the tightly wrapped flesh of Su Yu's vagina, creating a small gap between Su Yu and the vaginal walls. Ya Wei carefully inserted her little finger into this gap and slowly pulled it out.

With a "pop," Su Yu, covered in warm bodily fluids, fell to the ground. The fluids that had been blocked inside the elf's vagina for so long finally found an outlet, spraying all over Ya Wei's face. The elf,

now free, gasped for breath, her emerald eyes staring blankly at them. Judging from her flushed face, it was clear what she was planning. Since Ilya and the others hadn't yet relieved themselves, this was the perfect opportunity to vent on the perpetrator…

[The End]

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