[The Princess's Restoration of Her Kingdom] Chapter Sixty-Four

Today is 　　June 4th, posting chapter 64. Did you think it was 　　to commemorate the 　　tank meat sauce making 　　machine
? Wrong. 　　It's to
commemorate the 74th anniversary of the Battle of Midway 　　!
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... 　　"Damn it..." Before falling into a deep sleep, the white-robed man took out a strange object and slammed it into the ground before finally succumbing to 　　his desires and drifting off to sleep. 　　Five days' journey away in a canyon, two burly men leaned against a boulder, leisurely sipping hot tea. 　　"You actually managed to get the boulder down! You're really something!" the smaller, middle-aged man patted the other 　　's shoulder and laughed. 　　"It's a bit heavy, but it's alright. After you taught me that 'qi' thing, my 　　strength seems to have increased." The bear-like man picked up a book and read as he spoke. 　　"It's hard to understand what you're saying while reading an adventure novel." 　　"The opponent hasn't arrived yet, so I'm just relaxing with a book. I don't have anything else to do anyway," Otaku 　　said nonchalantly. 　　"What you mean by 'other things' is something like playing with my daughter's body?" Radidre's words 　　almost made Otaku tear the book in two. 　　Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that since meeting them, they had really been doing that kind of thing... He 　　had "contributed" at least several bottles of it to Avie, and he was Avie's father... Thinking of this 　　, Otaku couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. 　　"...Recently...not so much..." Otaku suddenly realized that although he loved elves, 　　when it came to actually choosing, he seemed to prefer large breasts. The reason he had "recently been less" was because of 　　Ruby—who also had large breasts. 　　"Don't overthink it, I was just saying." Radidre 　　picked up the ceramic teapot that was burning on the campfire and poured light green tea into the cups. Although the west-facing canyon was quite sheltered from the wind, 　　camping in this almost completely exposed place while waiting for the right moment would be unbearable even for these two strong men without hot water 　　. 　　"It's a strange hobby, but my daughter's all grown up, I can't just keep her tied up... uh..." Raddre 　　started to say, then realized he was picturing Avie, artistically bound with rope, 　　her seductive gaze beckoning him. 　　Bound, her stunningly curvaceous body seemed to radiate primal female desire, yearning to 　　fill her womb with male semen and conceive. 　　"I hope to be father and master's child." Remembering Avie's unconventional yet incredibly earnest request, Raddre 　　could only manage a wry smile. 　　Ferre was one thing; although he was a master and apprentice, romantic love between master and apprentice 　　was permitted except during the moral reform period, which actually caused a major moral collapse. There were even plays and novels about teacher-student romances. 　　But he was Avie's biological father… During the moral reform period, he and Avie might already be 　　on the stake—of course, the army would likely be deployed first. 　　Otaku, of course, had no idea what Radidre was thinking. 　　After receiving an answer that could be considered permission, he went back to reading. A burly man with a full beard, worn from several days of hard work, was engrossed in 　　a book that seemed rather small for his size, his facial expressions constantly shifting. The scene was 　　rather eerie, but Radidre, still struggling with whether to respond to his daughter's expectations, didn't seem to care. 　　"What a huge camp!" The girl let her blond hair dance in the cold wind, gazing at the military camp not far away. 　　A chilling sense of menace, unlike anything she had ever experienced before, permeated the open field. The entire camp 　　was surrounded by simple yet sturdy pointed wooden stakes; even large monsters like trolls would find it difficult to breach the defenses in a short time. 　　Even so, no monster with a modicum of sense would dare to attack this place, because it is 　　home to a full 20,000 Black Knights. 　　This is the "Eastern Sky" detachment of the Black Knight Eastern Army! 　　There are 500,000 Black Knights, of whom 10,000 are directly under the Black King Delisas and are called the "Royal Guards," while the remaining 10,000 are a temporary 　　formation, temporarily assembled from other units, and are called the "Royal Swords." 　　The remaining 480,000, including logistics and reserves, were divided into four army commanders, each leading 120,000 troops. Each 　　unit consisted of 20,000 men, named after the four cardinal directions (Heaven, Earth, Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Lightning), but these 　　units weren't necessarily stationed at full strength. Most were stationed in units of 10,000, 5,000, or 2,500 men 　　per location. 　　However, the enormous military camp before the girl was a genuine, fully-staffed unit of 20,000. 　　"...It's so big!" exclaimed a girl with long, snow-white hair, standing beside the girl in front of her 　　. 　　"Why did you come with me?!" the blonde girl asked angrily, puffing out her cheeks. 　　"You think I don't know what you're thinking, Elf?" 　　"I...what am I thinking!" The little elf's voice rose slightly without her noticing, and Una quickly covered 　　her mouth. 　　"You want to stop all these people by yourself, right?" Una said. 　　"You...how did you know?!" The little elf's eyes widened in surprise. 　　"Of course I know, and I also know you're going to die!" 　　"Ugh...then why did you come along if you knew!" The little elf glared at Una angrily. 　　"...I don't want you to die..." Una stammered for a long time before whispering, " 　　Don't you know how I feel about you?" 　　Although the little elf was innocent and pure, she was by no means a fool. Her gaze fell on the collar around Una's neck, and 　　many fragmented memories gradually pieced together a possibility that she had never thought of before.

Elves cannot accept being bound by anyone other than their beloved.
This is a common trait among elves, even dark elves, which is why
most dark elf "mothers" do not live long. Even though external conditions give dark elves stronger
resistance to binding, the essence of elf life remains unchanged.
The little elves recalled the few times Avie tried to tie up Una; Una always seemed very nervous,
sometimes even dodging Avie's hands. But when the little elves tied her up, she showed little resistance. However,
because Una was eventually tied up successfully, the little elves never considered that Avie wasn't actually
"that person" for Una.
"You..." The little elf's eyes widened, but this only elicited a defiant reaction from Una. She turned her head away
and said in a voice almost inaudible even to elves,
"I like you... is that wrong?"
"But... but I like my sister..."
"I know... but I... just like you..." Una said in despair.
"Silly girl..." The little elf took Una's hand, pressing their faces together tightly.
"You are..." Una couldn't help but give her a kiss. Having admitted her feelings, she
was now completely reckless.
The divide between elves and dark elves? Who cares! "But... you'll die too... I already know what you're thinking... go back..." 　　The little elf, her cheeks slightly flushed
from the kiss, said. 　　"Silly elf... even in death... we'll be together..." Una said in a low but firm voice. 　　The little elf knew that Una couldn't be persuaded with just a few words. If it were her, 　　she wouldn't have left because of Avie's words when Avie was walking towards death. 　　"Then... let's begin..." The little elf didn't say anything more, her emerald eyes fixed on Una's bright red pupils, and 　　for the first time, she felt that the gap between them wasn't as huge as she had imagined. 　　"Sacrifice Lust! Become Spirit Realm! Balas Tamudia!" Without further explanation or even confirmation 　　, the two, holding hands, uttered the same incantation. 　　"Activate! Aphrodisiac! Ahhh~" A barely perceptible magic circle rapidly expanded from the two girls 　　, instantly covering the entire military camp. 　　The Aphrodisiac, one of the ninth-level spells at the pinnacle of lust magic, inflicts 　　intense desire on everyone within its range. This time, the little elf and Una had gone all out, expanding the area to its maximum, 　　achieving the feat of covering the entire camp only through magical resonance. 　　However, the Aphrodisiac is centered on the caster, meaning the two girls were essentially 　　hit by the spell at almost zero distance. Immediately, their legs became slick with desire, and their bodies went limp, collapsing weakly 　　against each other and slowly slumping to the ground. 　　"Ugh... Little elf... your body is so hot..." 　　"Una, you're... all wet too..." 　　Before the two beautiful girls could even settle down, they began caressing each other's incredibly smooth skin, removing the 　　few clothes they were wearing until only their boots remained. 　　Although the military camp provided some shelter, the winter wind made them crave each other's warmth even more. 　　"Hold me tight..." 　　"Mmm..." 　　"...Women... there are women... hehe..." Just as they were immersed in their warm and erotic world 　　, a rather unsightly male voice, accompanied by heavy breathing, reached their ears. The two looked up and found themselves 　　surrounded by several men, and their numbers were still increasing. 　　Half of the men were clad in black knight armor, while the other half wore ordinary clothes, but they all shared one 　　thing in common: an aura of lust emanated from them. 　　Their eyes, devoid of any semblance of reason, blazed with intense desire, and 　　the erections beneath their legs seemed to foreshadow the terrible ordeal the girls were about to face. 　　It was their first time using an aphrodisiac, so they didn't know its effectiveness, but judging from the men's 　　behavior, the two elven girls had clearly stirred up a hornet's nest. 　　"Una…" 　　"Little elf…" Ignoring the approaching men, the two girls kissed passionately. 　　"Come on… come and fuck us to death…" the little elf whispered to the men who were now within reach. 　　The two girls' desperate battle against 20,000 strong men has only just begun. 　　Meanwhile 　　, completely unaware of the little elf and Una's schemes, Ilya and her companions are heading towards Mya City. 　　Because the large train of carriages on the flat ground is too conspicuous, all carriages except the magic-powered ones 　　have been left behind. The men have also formed groups and dispersed to the designated meeting point, which is outside 　　the small gate in the northwest corner of Mya City. 　　To avoid being easily discovered, they all wear a snow-white hooded cloak, which covers 　　everything except their eyes, making them almost indistinguishable from the snow from a distance. 　　Furthermore, to prevent snow blindness, they wore black goggles called "snow goggles," which Farissa 　　purchased when she learned they wanted to travel during the winter; they were said to be essential gear for winter merchants. 　　If it weren't for the magical carriage built by Kamikaze Rai with its own protective features, the girls would have had to wear goggles as well. 　　"It feels a bit depressing without the little elf and Una..." Avie said, looking at the seemingly empty carriage 　　. 　　"I don't know where they went; they just said 'We have something to do' and ran off..." Ruby, who hadn't known them 　　for very long, said listlessly. 　　"...You can..." Ilya began, but her lips were silenced by Avy's hand: 　　"We won't let you enjoy yourself alone!" 　　"I really want it, but I have to endure... Ah!" Ruby realized what she had said as soon as it left her mouth, and immediately 　　buried her flushed face between her breasts like an ostrich. 　　"So Little Red is enduring it..." 　　"Ugh..." Ruby mumbled through her chest, "Aren't you enduring it too? 　　"

"Hmph~ We're even more experienced than you, Little Red!" Lori puffed out her chest, displaying a strange
confidence.
"Waaah... Anyway, I'm just..." Ruby said dejectedly.
"Silly girl." Lori patted Ruby's head, as if comforting a child. This was a
gesture she often made to Ruby back then. To Ruby at that time, the "strong, handsome, and very manly"
Lori was her first love—a secret she would never reveal.
"Alright! Let's go!" The magical vehicle, disguised with a white cloth, slowly moved across the snow. Although
it was disguised, going too fast would still give it away, and they couldn't drive too close. However, they still
used it as a supply vehicle.
Now, besides the people, the only things on the train needed for combat were the personnel; the sex toys and the like had all been
left behind in other carriages.
When the girls did this, all the men present looked astonished as if they
'd seen a sow fly into the air—a sow performing an eight-fold aerial somersault, no less.
(So they weren't planning on bringing those things to the battlefield?) More than one man thought this.
Although it was perfectly reasonable, the men were confident that even if they each went
into battle carrying two dildos, they probably wouldn't be surprised.
Unaware of what the men were thinking, the girl placed an astonishingly large quantity of various sex toys on the carriage, then
turned back with a flourish. However, she ultimately had Avi cast a spell to protect the carriage from thieves or wild
beasts.
Because they deliberately slowed down, it
was five days later before they actually reached the outskirts of Mya City and could visually discern whether there were people at the city gates.
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"Hmm…" In Mya City, Shalina frowned, looking at the row of crystal balls on the table
.
All the egg-sized crystal balls were lit, but one remained dim and lifeless.
"They should have reported back three days ago... This is the second time they haven't responded..." Sharina unconsciously licked
her lips, seemingly still reveling in the pleasure of being covered in white fluid last night, yet a slight unease arose in her heart.
After Delisas was corrupted by the curse, she was the one truly in control of the Black Knights. To ensure no
problems arose, she even semi-forced her already few disciples to disperse among various military camps,
transmitting messages every three days via resonance crystals to monitor all military movements.
The so-called resonance crystal is a magical item. A set consists of two crystal balls. As long as
one crystal ball is made to glow with magic, the other crystal ball will emit the same
light at the same time, no matter how far away it is placed. Although it cannot transmit messages like magic paper, as long as the meaning of the light is agreed upon in advance,
messages can be transmitted synchronously, and the danger of magic paper being intercepted halfway can be avoided.
Shalina recalled the last report from six days ago. Like the other crystal balls, it showed
a green light indicating no abnormalities. However, communication had ceased three days prior. Initially, she assumed her apprentices were being lazy;
after all, most of those she sent there were unwilling, and several had made various excuses for not reporting, causing her to waste
several spells.
But now, with two consecutive unanswered reports, she couldn't help but consider whether something truly had happened.
Although she couldn't imagine how a message from a 20,000-strong army could be delayed for even a few seconds
, the world was vast, and she couldn't say for sure that it wasn't possible.
"I should still go," Shalina sighed and murmured.
However, before leaving, she had to make two preparations.
First, she needed to draw the teleportation circle. Thinking about this, she couldn't help but envy
Ferre, who possessed the rare magical item, the "Place-to-Place Teleportation Ring." In the entire Magic Tower, only Ferre and
the Tower Master Orlen possessed such rings.
(If only I had a teleportation runestone.) Shalina couldn't help but think.
As for the second preparation… of course, it was to clean out the semen that filled her belly.
"Ugh~ I'm coming…" As the milky-white semen gushed from her anus, Shalina couldn't help but let out a seductive
moan.
Because she performed enemas on herself multiple times a day, and due to her racial characteristics, the semen that gushed from Shalina's body
was extremely pure. If she weren't still somewhat rational, she probably would have already swallowed it back with her mouth. Even so,
the regret on her face was still quite evident whenever she cleaned herself.
After washing her sweaty, naked body with magic, Shalina entered the small room with the transposition array drawn on it,
heading towards the location where the 20,000 Black Knights were stationed—north of the Lamark Plains.
"Ugh!" The moment the transposition process ended, Sharina couldn't help but cry out. Her
beautiful legs, beneath her deep blue dress, trembled involuntarily. Her still-virgin vagina, already subjected to countless baptisms of semen, and her anus, which
had just ejaculated a large amount of semen, convulsed violently.
"Ahhh~" To make matters worse, the air was filled with the smell of semen. To an ordinary person, this might
just be "there's a smell," but to her, already immersed in the scent of semen, it was nothing short
of the most potent aphrodisiac.
"Curse... Remove..." In the split second before her consciousness was completely overwhelmed by desire, Sharina finally activated
a level six spell that could eliminate all magical interference.
As one of the six instructors of the Magic Tower, Sharina sensed something amiss and also noticed a strange
magical fluctuation. The power contained within the fluctuation wasn't particularly strong, but it directly and intensely aroused a desire within her
.
Sharina squatted in the neutralizing force field, panting heavily. Besides deep suspicion, she was also somewhat relieved that
she had ejaculated with her anus before shifting positions. This had bought her a few extra seconds, perhaps even a dozen seconds
.
Otherwise, she would probably have become
the kind of lewd person who would gladly offer herself to a dog or a magical beast—and she wasn't wearing a chastity belt right now.
"What on earth is happening…" Sharina suppressed the urge to masturbate in broad daylight in the wild, and slowly stood up.
She sat up, looking in the direction from which the scent of semen was coming. If anything had changed, it must be there.
Although she didn't know much about military structure, she at least knew that women were forbidden from entering the Black Knights' camp.
Of course, high-ranking figures—like Ilya or herself—could pass, but ordinary women were not.
And given the strictness of Delisas's military discipline, it was impossible for anyone to dare openly solicit prostitutes into the camp
.
The last possibility was that a group of men had gone mad and were having sex. Thinking of this, Sharina felt
a faint excitement.
But when she maintained her magical field and arrived at the place where the scent of semen was strongest, what she saw was a
gang rape show that sent chills down her spine.
Shalina was no stranger to gang rape, but she'd only ever encountered a few dozen people before.
The alleyways of Mya Pleasure Street couldn't actually hold many people, but the scene before her...
were there thousands, or even tens of thousands? Judging from how empty the military camp had been along the way, the entire
camp might have crammed here.
Twenty thousand people!
Regardless of how many girls were among them, surrounded by twenty thousand men... what kind
of gang rape would they suffer? Shalina was horrified just thinking about it.
Regardless of the kind of warriors inside, Shalina knew that if she didn't do something, something else would happen to her
. Many of the men, driven mad by lust and resembling sexually infected zombies, had already
noticed her and were turning towards their new prey.
Under the influence of the double aphrodisiac, their minds were consumed only with
thoughts of maintaining basic biological functions and having sex with women. Fortunately, the camp had ample food, otherwise they might have run off to attack the village. Now, they were planning to attack 　　the beautiful silver-haired woman
before them, who looked no less alluring than the two girls who had already been sexually assaulted for five days . 　　"Cure the spell!" An astonishing surge of magic erupted from her body, transforming into a white 　　light that obliterated all magical effects and enveloped the entire military camp. 　　In fact, Shalina had wasted too much magic. The core of the aphrodisiac spell lay within the two girls; simply 　　enveloping them in light would have neutralized the spell, making the entire camp unnecessary. 　　Shalina, having released too much magic in one breath, swayed slightly, but 　　after taking a deep breath, she fully recovered. This was thanks to the significant increase in her total magic power during this period; otherwise, such a 　　large-scale output of magic would have left her dizzy for quite some time, if not collapsed. 　　Although Sharina was temporarily exhausted, she saw 　　the men who had been about to rush at her, pin her down, and rape her frozen in place, shaking their heads and staring at each other. Then, after realizing their own little men were sticking out, 　　they covered their legs in embarrassment. 　　"How did I get here?" 　　"Don't wave your thing in front of me, okay?!" 　　"Just say it, don't blow it out!" 　　"How come there are two women here?" 　　"That's... unbelievable..." 　　"That ear..." 　　After a chaotic scene, the men, one by one, pulled up their pants, covered their groins, and fled back to their tents, leaving 　　Sharina with a frosty expression and two dying elf girls on the ground. "This..." Sharina's inner self was far from as calm as her outward appearance. The strong 　　, lewd smell 　　in the air , and the two girls before her, their bodies covered in semen, all 　　greatly unsettled her. 　　Their long, pointed ears had been exposed after five days of relentless, almost brutal gang rape, but 　　thanks to the aphrodisiac, no one cared about such a small matter. 　　However, this aphrodisiac also caused the men, transformed into sex beasts, to gang rape them day and night. For the men, it 　　was merely a release of lust, a slight decrease in strength and potency, but the little elf and Una 　　didn't even have the chance to faint; they were raped for over five days. 　　Let's rewind to five days ago. 　　Faced with the approaching man, the two girls, who had no intention of resisting to begin with, were suddenly separated. 　　"Ugh... Ahh! How... like this... just like that, he's already coming in!" Their slender bodies were lifted high, 　　not even giving them a chance to see his face, as a certain man's erect penis slammed into their flower cores. 　　If they hadn't already been soaking wet inside, this penetration would definitely have broken the skin and caused bleeding, making them feel the pain of deflowering that even fairies had never experienced 　　. 　　Just a moment too late, the girl's mouth and anus were also brutally pierced. Under the control of the double aphrodisiac, 　　the men, who had lost most of their rationality, ignored the girl's cries and ruthlessly treated her as a sex toy. 　　They didn't even care whether they would break her, and they violently vented their desires on the girl's delicate body. 　　"Ugh..." Surrounded and raped by countless men, the little elves and Una could mostly only let out low 　　moans, trying hard to swallow the semen shot into their throats. Only when the penis in their mouths was pulled out and replaced with the next one 　　did they have a chance to let out lewd cries due to the intense pleasure from both their front and back holes. 　　Even when their bodies were being used like sex dolls, the thoroughly developed, voluptuous bodies still brought the girls to repeated orgasms 　　. Of course, they didn't just let the penis send them to heaven in two completely different ways; they also tried their 　　best to fight back with their wanton flesh and small mouths, making them surrender one by one, releasing their white, cloudy semen. 　　But even though no one could last more than ten minutes on them, the men still had an overwhelming advantage 　　because there were too many of them. Even if each of them only lasted five minutes in three holes at a time, it would still take more than ten days for ten thousand men to take turns 　　. During this period, every man was a fresh force, while the girls 　　wouldn't even have a chance to fall asleep or faint. 　　A dozen days later, they would face another raging beast of lust, who had been holding back for just over ten days. 　　"Ugh...come...fuck me...ugh!" The little sprite, just freed from the violation of her lips, 　　was covered in the semen of the next man. He seemed to be a virgin, and as soon as his glans touched her 　　soft lips, he couldn't help but splatter his thick, jam-like semen all over her face and hair. 　　Although the next man quickly took his place, perhaps because the girl's appearance after being bathed in semen was too tempting...

With so many men and so few women, those surrounding beautiful girls but unable to penetrate them began using
any part of the girls' bodies that seemed "usable."
For example, hands so soft and slippery they wouldn't normally hold a knife or bow, underdeveloped breasts, even armpits
and soles of the feet were stained with men's semen.
"Ugh..." The only time the girls, their bodies stained inside and out with semen, could touch the ground was when the men
found their bodies too slippery. At this point, they would be placed together, receiving
penetration of their vaginas or anuses while their mouths, finally freed from the ravages of the penises, licked away the sticky fluid from each other
.
"Ugh... little elf..."
"Una... um..."
"Don't slack off!" Seeing the two beautiful girls start kissing each other while licking, the man immediately slapped their
pink little buttocks.
"Ugh!"
"Oh! Squeeze tight! Squeeze tight! Damn it! These two sluts!"
The man, who was squeezed out of semen by the sudden pressure, shouted.
"Do they like playing like this?" The man was eager to try.
"Idiot, if you beat them one by one, you'll kill them!" After hearing someone say this, the men stopped
, but continued to have sex with them, without thinking that this kind of rape would eventually
kill both girls.
By this time, they were no longer on the grass outside the military camp, but were being
"carried" to the large square inside the camp while being raped by the men. The solemn place originally used for combat training and troop assembly
had now been replaced with two makeshift cots. If nothing unexpected happened, this would be
the execution ground where the little elf and Una would be gang-raped to death.
However, the two elf girls, as sacrifices, still offered no resistance, continuing to let the men
enjoy their still-tight and beautiful vaginas, no matter how many times they were raped, and every part of their bodies that could be played with
, continuing to emit incredibly seductive moans.
One by one, the impatient men used their hands to ejaculate onto the girls' bodies, enjoying the sight
of them defiled. Their own genitals, which had just been filled, seemed to swell to their maximum size again, urging their masters
to ravage the beautiful flesh before them.
The men ejaculated into the girls' bodies one after another, leaving little time for the semen to flow back out
. After being gang-raped by hundreds of men, their bellies were filled with semen; their uteruses and intestines
were brimming with countless vigorous sperm, causing their once flat abdomens to swell.
Finally, under the man's arrangement, the semen would be sprayed onto another girl, perhaps on her chest,
perhaps on her back, but what excited them most was having it sprayed directly onto her face. Wherever it was, both girls had
to swallow the slimy fluid; it was the only thing they were allowed to eat.
The Night Demon's Kiss continuously converted the energy in the semen into life-sustaining power, but even so, the two girls were still struggling to keep up. If it weren't for their elven constitution, they 　　would
most likely have died before Shalina arrived . 　　"Elves…and…dark elves…" Shalina tried to maintain her usual poker face 　　, but even so, disbelief was evident in her eyes. 　　Others might not understand, but she knew perfectly well that although fairies and dark fairies both had the word "fairy" 　　in their names, they were absolutely incompatible, like water and oil. Dark fairies were the product of fallen fairies, and for many 　　fairies with obsessive-compulsive tendencies, simply being near them was more unbearable than being covered in feces, let alone 　　the two people standing before her now. 　　Even though they had completely lost consciousness, the girl's semen-covered hands still reached out towards each other. Regardless 　　of their usual feelings, they couldn't possibly be enemies. 　　Another thing that shocked Salina was the faint green light emanating from the elves. This 　　light, so faint as to be almost imperceptible, might have appeared to men as merely the sheen of skin covered in semen, but Salina 　　knew exactly what it was— 　　the radiance of the World Tree! 　　This light covering the elves, and even Una, was the 　　key to their survival! 　　Only the successive Elf Kings could receive this blessing of the World Tree's boundless life force, and throughout history, 　　only a handful of them had been able to draw upon the World Tree's power so far from the Forest of No Return 　　. 　　The crucial point is that the Elf King is involved with a Dark Elf, and she's even here, gang- 　　raped and on the verge of death. If she dies… Salina felt a chill run down her spine. 　　The Lost War four thousand years ago was caused by the Elf King's murder. If this elf girl dies, 　　it might reignite the war. 　　And this time, the scale might be even greater than before. After all, the wounds from four thousand years ago are still largely unhealed in the hearts of the elves 　　. If they suffer the same trauma again, it's hard to guarantee that it won't truly escalate into a world-ending war. 　　But what truly captivated her was the overwhelming stench of semen emanating from the chaotic scene. She 　　didn't know how many strong men had contributed to it, and for her, practically intoxicated by semen, 　　simply resisting the urge to pounce and lick it was quite commendable. 　　"Get...get me a straw mat!" Shalina said to the approaching officer, her brow furrowed. Her tense expression 　　was, of course, to prevent herself from revealing her infatuation. 　　However, the officer, sweating profusely even in the cold wind, didn't immediately respond to her order. Instead, he 　　hurriedly told Shalina, "The capital has set off smoke signals!" 　　"What!" Shalina finally shifted her attention from the girl covered in semen and looked at 　　the black plumes of smoke on the horizon that remained perfectly straight despite the howling north wind. 　　"These are urgent fire signals!" Shalina's heart sank at the sight of the smoke. 　　Among all the smoke signals, the urgent fire signal was the only magical item. The smoke it produced could 　　ignore the wind and even continue burning in a downpour. Even knights who hated magic had 　　to use it, demonstrating just how urgent it was.

"Have some straw mats brought! I'm coming back right away! You all catch up as fast as you can!" Shalina
said to the officer.
In her capacity, she couldn't actually command the Black Knights. In the past, she issued
simple orders in Delisas's name, but now she didn't have the time.
The officer hesitated slightly, but still saluted and rushed back. What he didn't say was: they
might not make it!
An army's movement isn't something that can be done simply by calling everyone together; that's like a brawl. While manpower is undoubtedly the most important element in a march
, the distribution of equipment and the subsequent transport take time, and the most crucial element is the "horse."
During these five days, almost all military camp affairs were completely abandoned. Weapons and armor could be left unattended without much
trouble, but horses that had been hungry for five days were already quite capable of standing, let alone carrying a
group of burly men in full armor.
In this respect, the little elves' strategy of sacrificing themselves to buy time was successful. As for the forged
military order by Fei Lei, it was still with the messenger. He had been tricked before even stepping into the camp a few days ago, and now,
due to the urgent situation, he was in a panic. Even if the fake order reached the battalion commander's desk, no one would bother to look at it now
.
(Luckily, there are still two military camps...) The officer rushed back to his hut, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead,
thinking to himself.
However, he didn't know that both reinforcements had people waiting for them.
Shalina suppressed her inner turmoil and first cast
a spell to restore the strength of the girls who had turned into two semen dolls on the bed. After the straw mat was brought over, she used magic to control the mat to roll up the two still unconscious girls
and used a transposition spell to return them to Mya City.
"They're finally here."
"If we can hold them off, and the fake military order works, then leaving Gu Jianyue alone won't be a problem,
right?"
"Speaking of which, those girls made the right choice. There aren't
many places to cross the wind tunnel this season, which saves them the trouble of dealing with the Black Knights on the west side of the wind tunnel."
"Uncle, you're quite insightful!" Otaku patted the dust off his armor and said admiringly.
"Actually, it was Blackie who told me." Radidre
said rather awkwardly as he put on the Celestial Guardian Gauntlets.
"Hehe." Otaku stood up from behind the boulder where he was hiding, watching the rolling snow waves getting closer and closer
.
The newcomers were naturally the Black Knights who had set out upon seeing the smoke signals. Less than
half a day had passed since Shalina first spotted the smoke, yet they had already arrived at the First Line Gorge fully armed, demonstrating their excellent training and thorough preparation. If the 20,000 men on the Lamak Plains hadn't been held back, Ilya and her group would likely have been forced to fight a defensive 　　battle
with only about a hundred men . 　　"Don't think too much about it now; this is an endurance race!" Radidre said, cracking his neck. 　　The black-clad cavalry, initially galloping in a near-arrow-formation, began to stretch out before approaching the First Line Gorge 　　. As its name suggests, the First Line Gorge is a narrow passage nestled between two cliffs, a shortcut to Mya 　　. Therefore, outside of winter, this route is teeming with caravans; even bandits dare not cut 　　through it, as the chance of being ambushed by different caravans is far too high. 　　But it was winter now. Although the First Line Gorge itself was relatively snow-free thanks to its terrain, the land beyond it remained a silvery-white 　　expanse, and naturally, few merchants passed through. 　　Meanwhile, Radidre and Otaku had built a simple stone barrier in the middle of the canyon using large stones. The 　　barrier wasn't very high, only slightly taller than Otaku, and left a small 　　gap between it and the left rock wall, just enough for a horse to pass through. However, two door-like objects were placed on top of the barrier, making it 　　much higher. 　　"Listen up, everyone!" Radidre shouted as he jumped onto the barrier using the pre-built stepping stones. 　　The group of black knights, who were slowing down because of the strange obstacle ahead, were startled by the thunderous shout and 　　abruptly reined in their horses. 　　"This road is... no! In short, this road is blocked!" Radidre, who was almost about to pull out a classic bandit quote, 　　cleared his throat and said. 　　"An army marches, those who obstruct it die!" The leading black knight raised his lance and shouted at Radidre. 　　"Oh~ Black knights are something else?" Radidre deliberately made a smug look and waved his hand, 　　saying, "We have black knights too, but they're 'former' ones." " 　　Former... although it's true... but it really hurts to hear that..." Otaku stepped out from behind the stone wall 　　, immediately causing a commotion on the other side. 　　"The Northern Army Commander!" Although his physique had changed somewhat, anyone in the Black Knights' management would 　　recognize the former Northern Army Commander, Otaku. 　　"Sorry, this area is closed until things are settled," Otaku said somewhat awkwardly. 　　"Can I ask why?" asked the squad leader who had come after receiving news of the obstruction ahead. 　　"Can I tell you?" Otaku asked in a low voice. 　　"It probably won't matter if I tell you now," Radidre shrugged. 　　"I think so too." Otaku said: "There is a group of people who are trying their best to save your king. Before it is accomplished 　　, you'd better not mess with it." 　　"Save...the king?" 　　"You probably don't know that Drissas is cursed. If it is not lifted soon, this country and even 　　the world will be over!" said Radidre. 　　"How could such a thing happen?!" The squad leader naturally didn't believe Radidre's story. 　　"If that weren't the case, would I be standing in your way in this godforsaken canyon for no reason?" Radidre 　　clashed his fists, each wielding the Heavenly Venerable's Gauntlets, together and shouted, 　　"I! The current 'Martial Venerable Serk' Avi Radidre hereby declares that none 　　of you will be allowed to pass until this matter is resolved!" 　　"Same here! The next Martial Venerable Serk, former Divine Power General Kiss Otaku, declares the same!" Otaku mimicked 　　Radidre, but since the Earthly Overlord's Gauntlets, symbolizing the Martial Venerable's inheritance, were in Lori's hands, he only had 　　ordinary steel gloves.

Although Lori also knew the Divine Art and even understood the uniqueness of the Divine Art, Radidre knew very well, and Lori herself
had clearly stated, that she had no intention of succeeding the Martial Venerable. Therefore, Radidre chose Otaku.
"Martial Venerable!" The squad leader was stunned. In the modern world, apart from a few people who knew the truth, the Martial Venerable
was no different from a character in folk legends. Now, suddenly, a guy appeared who claimed to be the Martial Venerable. If it weren't for Otaku's nonchalant self-proclaimed
title, he would probably have just thought Radidre was a crazy person who had run away.
"That's right, those who don't believe me can come up and try it," Radidre said.
"Whether it's a true Martial Venerable or not, military orders are absolute." At the squad leader's command, all the Black Knights immediately
prepared for a charge. Some even drew their bows and arrows, the gleaming arrows all aimed at Radidre and
his men.
"Knights are just so stubborn," Radidre sighed.
"Fire!" Countless arrows flew towards them, but Radidre and Otaku had already taken cover in a pre-prepared
hole under the stone wall. Unless they possessed the ability to deflect arrows like the elves' divine arrows,
they wouldn't be hit.
After a volley of arrows, countless arrows littered the area around the stone fortress. Most surprisingly, the wooden planks, resembling door panels
, were almost entirely devoid of arrows; the few that remained had only pierced the wood at the tip, indicating that
either the wood itself was special or lined with something like steel.
Little did the squad leader know that the planks were lined not with steel, but with a mithril alloy!
But this ignorance didn't affect his decision. After forcing the two men back with arrows, the black knights charged
into the canyon. Given the weight of the horses and the fully armed riders, at full speed, they were virtually 　　unstoppable
except by high walls and thick fortresses .
However, although the stone barrier in front of them wasn't a city wall, the two
extra planks made it impossible for the horse to jump over. The only way to pass was through the narrow gap.
"No passage!" Before they could even charge, Radidre stepped out from behind the stone barrier, assuming a fighting
stance.
The lead black knight didn't slow down, determined to flee the scene, but unfortunately for him, the man before him was
a holder of an ancient inheritance far beyond ordinary people, whose personal combat strength might even surpass that of the Black King, Delisas.
"Watch closely, this is 'Piercing Strike'!" Radidre said to Otaku in the nearby stone barrier, simultaneously
throwing a punch at the charging warhorse.
The fist adorned with the Heavenly Venerable's Hand slammed into the horse's neck, seemingly offering little resistance, yet it actually brought
the horse to a halt. Not only that, but it also caused the horse to lurch to the ground, throwing the rider off and
rendering them completely immobile, just like their horse.
The next rider, without even time to react, rushed into the position of the first rider, naturally receiving
another iron fist from Radidre.
With a muffled thud, this rider also fell to the ground along with his warhorse. The next rider
finally raised his lance to thrust at Radidre, but Radidre twisted his upper body to dodge the thrust, simultaneously delivering a devastating blow
.
Compared to fighters, knights' martial arts are far more direct. This technique is certainly more
useful on the battlefield, but in a one-on-one situation, even with an extra horse, they still can't withstand a punch from a Martial Venerable.
Soon, the "corpses" in front of Radidre piled up like a mountain, hindering the Black Knights' subsequent charge. And
because these "corpses" were actually all alive, the Black Knights couldn't get their horses to kick their comrades in
the head.
"Stop!" Seeing that the assault was ineffective, the squad leader had no choice but to order a halt.
"Take your men back," Radidre said generously.
"...Alright!" The squad leader pointed out a few men to "clean up" the mess, and Radidre didn't stop them, letting them
take the men and horses away. He wasn't afraid of a sudden attack; if a dignified Martial Venerable were to fall into
the hands of a group of dismounted knights, past Martial Venerables would probably rise from their graves in anger and berate their descendants for their incompetence.
"Don't worry, those guys don't intend to kill Delisas. Just wait a few more days..."
"No! Military orders are absolute." Before Radidre could finish speaking, the squad leader said righteously.
"I...you stubborn knights!" Radidre was so angry he almost swore.
But he had already anticipated that this would become a protracted battle, which was why he and Otaku were guarding this natural stronghold together, instead
of letting Ferre blow up the canyon.
If the canyon were blocked, the group of black knights might change course immediately. Although it would be a longer route,
the extra time spent crossing the Lamak Plain via the other mountain road would probably not exceed one day. Therefore, they had to
give the black knights the illusion that they could "pass through quickly," making them stay here a little longer
.
As expected, the Black Knights launched several charges, but each one was knocked to the ground by Radidre. The Black Knights,
of course, weren't fools. After a few charges, they began experimenting with various methods. For example, they would first use a volley of arrows to
force Radidre back behind the stone wall, then charge forward again, shielding their riders with their shields. Although a few might be
hit by arrows, the armor and shields could deflect them, and even if injured, the wounds wouldn't be too serious.
This tactic was indeed effective. To avoid the arrows, Radidre had to hide behind the stone wall, allowing the Black Knights to get
even closer than before. However, this didn't mean they could get through, because the moment the horse's head entered the stone wall, Radidre
's iron fist would slam into the horse.
"Bang!" This punch was clearly different from the previous one. After a muffled thud, the black knight,
along with his horse, weighing several hundred kilograms, was sent flying back, knocking over the knights behind him.
Radidre, while sensing the movement outside the stone wall with his "External Hearing," used a punch imbued with the aura of a magic god
to send his horse flying. This time, he wasn't using the previous shockwave-based strike, but a different
kind of punch focused on pure physical attack power.
However, Radidre still held back; before the blow landed, he spread his fist, essentially
pushing the horse back with the sole of his palm.
After all, although these guys are blockheads, if the girls succeed, they will be considered Ilya's
subordinates. If they kill too many now, it will be difficult to explain to Ilya later.
But this fly-swatting technique was very taxing on stamina. Even Radidre,
after only knocking away dozens of riders, began to pant.
"My turn now," Otaku said, patting Radidre on the shoulder. Possessing innate strength
, he was more suited to this situation where brute force was needed.
"Really... can you still be a master if you end up like this?" Radidre chuckled, and before Otaku could react, he
stepped forward.
"Old man, are you looking for death?!"
"I haven't lived enough yet, what's the point of looking for death!" Facing the rain of arrows, Radidre pulled out a large
shield that he had prepared beforehand to cover his lower body, and with a few deft movements of his Celestial Hands, he caught all the arrows.
"Let me make it clear beforehand, I'm using the shield on my lower body just because I'm too lazy to bend over!"
Radidre added, trying to maintain the dignity of the Martial Lord.
"Are you even human?!" Otaku cursed, voicing the thoughts of many on the other side. Catching
an arrow fired from a powerful bow was no easy feat; at least, none of the people present could manage it. Radidre
, however, caught it as if it were a ball, using it as a weapon to knock away subsequent arrows and even throwing them to deflect them.
Faced with a man who could even catch arrows, the squad leader considered for the first time
the possibility that he might not be able to get through.
But he soon saw a glimmer of hope again, because a few hours later, Radidre announced, "Change
!" and Otaku took over the position alone.
Although it seemed effortless, catching an arrow with bare hands required a high level of concentration. Even for someone like Radidre, maintaining
that life-or-death tension for several hours was already the limit.
The Black Knights were then surprised by Otaku's arrival.
Otaku was now almost like the stereotypical adventurous person who prioritizes defense over
offense – "armed to the teeth." He was completely covered in heavy metal armor
, except for his eyes, which were protected by transparent glass domes specially made by Kamikaze Rai. According to Kamikaze Rai, even
hitting him directly with a hammer wouldn't hurt him.
The arrows struck the armor, making a clanging sound before bouncing off without leaving a single mark
. This mithril alloy suit was specially crafted by Kamikaze Rai, with all the blueprints for the parts
distributed to nearly ten workshops. Kamikaze Rai then assembled the suit after the parts were forged. Its defensive capabilities were undeniably
high, and its quality was astonishing.
Even Radidre, besides Otaku, found it heavy to wear, let alone
Lori and the others, who were not known for their strength.
As for the riders who charged forward, Otaku's method was even simpler and more brutal than Radidre's. Without any
fancy moves, he grabbed the horse, lifted it up, and threw it back, sending the following riders tumbling in
disarray.
Although they knew the name of the Divine General, only when they stood before him did they realize how terrifying Otaku truly was. His
ability to be invincible on the battlefield at such a young age wasn't based on political calculations, but on genuine
strength.
"Watching too much isn't good for your health; rest is more important..." Radidre murmured, closing his eyes and falling
asleep on his bed.
For a prolonged battle, shift work was indeed crucial.
※※※※
Half a day later than the First Line Gorge, the five thousand Black Knights, about to cross the valley's saddle, also encountered trouble.
A disheveled young mage, dressed in a white robe that resembled a yellow robe, and a boy as delicate as a young girl stood
atop a giant rock on the eastern side of the saddle, glaring down at the black knights below.
Neither of them made a move, yet the black knights halted.
Although no one knew who the boy was, the mage was none other than the renowned
Ferre, one of the six mentors of the Magic Tower, whose ability to create explosions made him the most dangerous of the six mentors.
As for the boy beside him, most of the black knights assumed he was Ferre's newly accepted disciple, while a few even thought
Ferre had a perverse taste, neglecting his beautiful female disciple Avie to indulge in pedophilic acts.
Of course, the boy beside Fere was not a disciple or a toy, but
Shenfeng Lei, the chief technician of the Shenfeng clan, who had keenly noticed the strange looks in the eyes of the crowd below.
"I feel like I'm being underestimated..."
"Who told you to look like a... beautiful girl?"
"I must have been tricked by the God of Gods!" Shenfeng Lei said through gritted teeth.
Since the World-Destroying Blade absorbed the chaotic energy, he had indeed begun to grow, but aside from the secondary development between his legs
, his appearance had become increasingly "delicate" for some reason. He, who could originally transform into a girl by wearing women's clothing, now,
even wearing a white coat and winter clothes that had no feminine feel, still looked a bit like a girl dressed as a boy.
"Hehe." Fere casually cast a sound amplification spell, addressing the black knights in front of the saddle:
"Greetings, everyone. Today is a beautiful day, with birdsong and fragrant flowers..."
"Now! It! Is! Winter!" Shenfeng Lei said through gritted teeth.
Fere looked at the silvery-white world before him, recalling his near-freezing death on the ground earlier, and
gave an awkward laugh, continuing, "That doesn't count."
"Master Fere, if you want to stop us, you'd better not try. Even you, plus
that... uh... boy?... it's impossible."
"What were you about to say?!" Shenfeng Lei shouted at the black knight who had spoken, raising the strange object in his hand
.
"..." The black knight remained silent for a moment, then turned his head away.
"Damn it!" Shen Feng Lei picked up the strange, curved iron pipe-like object, aimed the end at the side of the black knights ,
and snapped his index finger.
With a soft "pop," a black object flew out from the end of the iron pipe,
landing on the snow with a speed faster than an arrow, followed by a deafening explosion.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone, what surged into the air from the snow was
a small version of the ninth-level spell "Firestorm." Although it was small, the heat emanating from the fire vortex was still real, causing
the black knights who were closer to hurriedly spur their horses away to avoid becoming roasted meat.
"You all... if you want to die, come here!" Shen Feng Lei shouted angrily.
Everyone, including Ferreira, stared at the strange object in his hand that had just unleashed a storm of fire.
Only Ferreira knew its name was "Magic Gun," but it was the first time he had ever seen a Magic Gun fire
.
The black object fired by the Magic Gun was a miniaturized version of Ferreira's invention, the "Thundergun,"
mounted on an mithril alloy cylinder. It was actually a slightly curved black cone called a "Magic Bullet." When Ferreira
pulled the trigger, the hammer, equipped with flint, would fall rapidly, striking
the "primer" at the end of the alloy cylinder, causing the gunpowder inside to explode and generating thrust to launch the Magic Bullet.
The magic bullet was sealed with spells pre-filled by Ferre, and the runes sealing the magic were also Ferre's research
results. Combined with gunpowder, aside from creating the device to launch the magic bullet, everything else
was Ferre's doing.
However, even Ferre had to admit that even given another hundred years, he still couldn't create a magic gun.
He couldn't understand the design at all.
"Enough nonsense! Anyone who wants to pass through here, blow them all to ashes!" The berserk Kamikaze Rai brandished
the magic gun, making Ferre worry that he might fire it at the Black Knight.
It's important to know that the magic bullets he gave Shen Feng Lei were all level eight or nine magic. Although weakened,
their power, around level six, was still enough to kill many Black Knights.
Fortunately, Shen Feng Lei didn't actually hit them with the magic bullets; instead, he fired four shots in quick succession,
causing four explosions of similar scale to the previous firestorm, but with completely different attributes.
"Now you know? We absolutely have the ability to turn you to ashes," Fei Lei said calmly. At the same
time, he waved his hand, and the mountain walls on both sides of the saddle immediately exploded. The knights' faces turned ashen, and their horses
bucked and neighed incessantly. If they hadn't been trying their best to control them, they probably would have already run off with their riders.
A deafening roar followed the explosion, and thick snow and dust completely obscured visibility. Once the dust settled
, the black knights discovered that the entire saddle was buried in snow. The explosion had caused all the accumulated snow on the mountain to slide
down, piling up into an insurmountable snow-capped peak.
"Come on, let's talk this over," Ferre said with a smile to the black knights, whose lips were twitching.
(To be continued)

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