So-called heaven

Byrne strolled leisurely along the main street of Talking Island village. Compared to the energetic young people around him
, Byrne's thoughts were more like those of a fifty-year-old man: he simply wanted to quietly stay in the tavern, sipping
a large glass of strong Gadule milk, and then sit by the sea counting
the ships . This was Byrne's ideal life.

Talking Island village was actually quite small; even at a leisurely pace, Byrne could
walk through the entire village in no more than half an hour. This was also one of Byrne's greatest hobbies.

After lingering until he reached the southeast gate, Byrne planned to kill a few wolves outside the village, skin them, and
exchange their pelts with the weapon merchant, Rector, for items like leather hats, boots, and shirts. He would then sell these items to the newcomers to Talking Island who
were learning combat skills and magic to sustain his survival.

He had barely stepped out of the southeast gate when he was stopped by the guard, Aberoth. Aberoth and Byrne
had a good relationship; when Aberoth wasn't on duty, the two often drank together in the tavern.

"Byrne, this urgent document from Gludin City needs to be delivered to our executor, Duke Colin Winderwood.
I'm currently too busy to get away, and you know there have been some shady characters trying to get into the village lately."
Aberos grumbled as he pulled the document from his pocket and handed it to Byrne.

"That's so irresponsible, old man. Aren't you afraid I'll peek at the document or sell it to spies?" Byrne found
Aberos 's irresponsibility a bit strange.

"Hey, what's there to be afraid of? I've already read the documents, it's the same old story. Cough, Lord Colin Winderwood,
I hope you can guard the most important rear of the Empire and set a good example for the future talents of the Empire—pfft,
it's always the same old rhetoric, I'm sick of it." Aberoth gripped his crossbow even tighter. "
His Excellency the Duke is afraid that people in the Empire will criticize him, but I, Aberoth, am just a lowly guard, I have nothing to fear."

"Hey, hey, old man, your peeping at the documents has nothing to do with me. But from here to the Victory Memorial Tower to find His Excellency the
Duke , it's not exactly close, but it's not far either. And there are werewolves and orc warriors along the way, you have to give me
something to keep me safe, right?" Byrne scratched his head. Delivering the documents for Aberoth was no problem, but the monsters on the way were not something a little warrior like
Byrne, who was only slightly stronger than a newbie who had just arrived on Talking Island, could handle.

"I knew you couldn't do it, you brat. Here, I've prepared everything for you." Aberoth tossed Byrne
a leather bag.

Byrne excitedly took the heavy leather bag. Without hesitation, he immediately untied the ropes binding it
: inside was a suit of heavy bone armor made from the bones of the Mekenis beast, a broadsword far sharper than
his apprentice sword, and a small wooden shield.

"This! This!" Byrne immediately ran to a large tree, and before he even reached it,
he had already swiftly removed his leather shirt.

Arberos smiled as he watched Byrne put on the gear he wore on his own adventures in his youth, both reflecting on
the passage of time and marveling at the advancements in equipment.

After donning the bone armor, Byrne began practicing basic fencing and parrying motions with his broadsword and shield
.

"How does it feel, Byrne?" Arberos walked over to Byrne, patted him on the shoulder, and gestured for him
to quiet down.

"Very good. The blade is well-maintained, and the cord on the hilt feels great. Plus, I don't feel stiff
moving . Uncle, are these your old pieces of equipment?" Byrne hung the broadsword on his left
hip belt and tidied his hair, which had been obstructing his vision while swinging the sword.

"Yes, but I have better ones now." Aberoth patted his own C-grade composite
armor, then looked at Byrne and laughed, "I didn't expect you to look so respectable in my armor, Byrne."

"What do you mean I look respectable in your armor? It's all thanks to my good charisma that I can better
bring out the charm of this lousy armor." Byrne and Aberoth were very familiar with each other, and they joked around.

"I should have given you these things sooner." Aberoth smiled brightly, "Maybe your
childhood sweetheart wouldn't have left..."

"What I wear has nothing to do with me!" Byrne immediately interrupted Aberoth. "I'll deliver
the official document . Wait for me at our usual spot after your shift change at seven." Byrne turned and ran towards the Victory Monument.

"Still an immature young man," Aberoth muttered.

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As if venting his pent-up frustration, Byrne wielded his broadsword with unparalleled ferocity,
cutting down orcs and werewolves who fled, whimpering and clutching their severed tails.

Upon arriving at the Victory Monument, Duke Colin Winderwood, as handsome and approachable as legend had it, received
the document, gave Byrne one hundred gold coins and a potion to restore his stamina, and then left.

Byrne looked up at the sun, which was just beginning to set, and decided to continue to the Cedric Training Grounds to catch a few unicorn rabbits
for his drinks that evening.

Normally, Byrne would return to Talking Island Village and then head towards the Cedric Training Grounds, but today, with
stronger equipment, he decided to take a different route. "I'm sure I can
find even better loot on the orc warriors and archers ," Bain thought, blinded by his recent victory.

The paths around the elven ruins were treacherous, and Bain cursed as he stumbled along.

His body ached all over after fighting an orc warrior, and after casually tearing a bone necklace—a symbol of orcish identity—from the warrior's neck
, Bain never wanted to walk this path again.

Bain sat on the ground, slowly recovering his strength, listening to faint groans carried on the wind.

"Wait!" Bain immediately stood up. How could it be groans? This place should
be filled with the howls of orcs and werewolves.

Bain slowly walked towards the direction of the sound. Actually, the sound wasn't far from Bain, but
it was separated by tall irises, and in the middle of the irises was a large tree, making the path difficult.

As he got closer, Bain realized the voices actually came from three people: two men and a young
girl .

Byrne crouched on the ground, peering through the gaps between the irises, and witnessed
a scene that made his heart race.

A naked girl was sandwiched between two men, two penises rapidly thrusting in and out of
her delicate vulva and anus.

Sweat beaded on the girl's translucent body, and her long, silver hair, once braided, now
obscured her pretty face. However, her unusually long ears revealed her race to Byrne.

"Please...please let me go, ah!" The elven girl's hands were bound behind her back. Beneath her
was a muscular man, his hands gripping her slender waist, forcefully thrusting
his penis into her anus.

The man pressing down on the elven girl's front enjoyed her tender, tight passage, occasionally lowering his head to taste her
delicate, youthful breasts.

The petite elven girl being wantonly manipulated by the two men reminded Byrne, who was secretly watching, of
the neighborhood children playing with dolls when he was young. The only difference was that the dolls these two men were playing with were
far too delicate and adorable.

Byrne wasn't ignorant; a drunken outburst with Aberos six months ago had taught him about
the taste of women. However, he had never seen such a beautiful woman in his entire life. Even
Lilith, the elf from the Einhasad Temple on the island village he once considered the most beautiful, and his childhood sweetheart, Olazili,
paled in comparison to the elven girl before him.

Byrne's wild thoughts were once again interrupted by the elven girl's melodious moans. "Ah...no...
don't look at me...I can't...I can't take it anymore! Ah! Ah!" The elven girl's high-pitched voice made the two men
thrust into her body even more vigorously.

With two suppressed roars, the two men remained motionless, enjoying the pleasure of ejaculation.

"Phew, this elven chick is incredibly tight down there. It's so satisfying to fuck an elven virgin!"
The mage, who had been on top of the girl, withdrew his limp penis, and thick semen mixed with virgin blood flowed from the wizard's penis
.

"Yes, you should try her backdoor, it feels good too." The heavily armored man lying below lifted the elf girl's round, white buttocks
with his left hand , and reached under her flat stomach with his right, turning her over.

The elf girl didn't make a sound, but bit down hard on the long silver hair that was floating by her mouth, and strings of pearl-like
tears flowed from her emerald eyes.

"Oh, Tig, our little elf beauty is crying with excitement, you'd better help her up." The man
said jokingly, and then looked up to kiss the red cherry on the elf's breasts.

"No problem, how could I not fulfill Miss Jingji's request? Hans, I'll count to three, and then
we'll give the little beauty a surprise." The wizard Tig aimed his newly erect penis at Jingji's still incredibly tight
anus.

Hans also found Jingji's pink flower path, which was still flowing with Tig's semen. The two men looked at each other and grinned
lewdly , and the two equally hot penises entered the girl's body again.

Jingji was very scared, and she was terrified of the changes in her body. At seventy years old,
Jingji was still seen as a child whose body had just developed by adult elves. Unaware of the dangers of the world, she
encountered these two lecherous men shortly after leaving the elven forest. The two, posing as kind elders, easily gained Jingji's trust.

This false relationship continued until they reached the village on Talking Island. After taking Jingji
back to tricked her into drinking a potion that men found attractive, then led her on a stroll near the elven ruins
until the drug took effect.

The two men then violently assaulted Jingji's body. As the pain of her initial loss of virginity gradually subsided,
Jingji began to experience a sensation she had never felt before.

The two penises worked together perfectly; one would enter, the other would withdraw, always leaving one
inside her. Jingji felt the tingling sensation from her lower abdomen growing stronger and stronger, so much so that she
didn't even notice the sweet moans escaping from her tightly clenched hair.

Elves have a much better recovery ability than humans. Jingji's tender vagina and anus, which had been in excruciating pain, gradually
adapted to the size of the man's penis, instinctively sucking. For the man still vigorously thrusting, this was far more comfortable than
the previous simple tightness.

Hans kissed Jingji's breasts haphazardly for a while, thinking to himself that the elf's skin was incredibly smooth, only
that her breasts weren't full enough, a slight imperfection. Looking up, he saw the pure and lovely elf
looking at him with teary eyes, her previously tightly closed cherry lips now emitting melodious moans.

Hans looked at her cute little mouth and leaned over to kiss her. Jingji turned her head away in fright, but Hans's
large mouth was pressed against her cheek. Jingji's face didn't move, because she saw another man appear in her line of sight
.

While Byrne was staring in disbelief, the elf girl suddenly looked towards where he was hiding,
startling Byrne into immediately gesturing for her to be quiet.

Jingji never expected that others would be watching her, Hans, and Tig's threesome. Now, seeing this from Byrne,
her face flushed even more with shyness, and she tightened her embrace in the flower room, making Hans
thrust .

"Hehe, the little beauty is getting horny." Hans immediately sensed the change in the girl in his arms. Tig didn't
reply , but simply thrust even more forcefully with Hans.

Looking at the elf girl's resentful, shy, and pleading eyes, Byrne almost couldn't resist drawing his sword. However, despite his
thoughts, Byrne didn't rush out rashly.

Although the strong knight was grabbing the elf's breasts with both hands, Byrne could tell that if anything
went wrong , the D-grade military knife beside him would immediately be drawn and used against him.

Byrne also recognized the thing on the mage's waist—a D-grade spellbook called the Eye of the Boundless Realm.

Most despicable of all was that the two men had stripped the elf in their arms like a lamb, while their penises were only exposed at the openings
under . If there's a problem, it's extremely convenient; just adjust the trousers and greaves,
and it's .

Byrne looked at his own bone armor, then at the knight's alloy scale armor and the wizard's lion-skin shirt.
'That mage's lion-skin shirt is on par with my bone armor in terms of defense,' Byrne thought dejectedly.

A direct confrontation was definitely out of the question; he had to try a different approach. Byrne quietly began to retreat,
giving .

He was already ashamed of his current appearance, and now someone had seen him. Jingji
desperately hoped that man would help her escape from these two annoying guys, but the man only
peeked before leaving. Jingji's nose stung, and a few more tears fell onto Hans's armor.

"Oh, little beauty, are you so happy that Uncle is fucking your little cunt?" Hans teased as he fucked her.

Crystal Princess, hearing this, became even more shy and aggrieved. "No...no..."

"So Crystal Princess's little butt is feeling something? Is that it?" Tig joined Hans in humiliating
the young elf.

Crystal Princess honestly shook her head, biting her lip, only sobbing softly.

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'What a little vixen!' Byrne thought of Crystal Princess's resentful, aggrieved, and helpless
eyes . That desolate and helpless expression made one want to protect her and cherish her. He really didn't know
how those two beastly men could bear to bully her like that.

'But, I also really want to penetrate that little vixen's body and kiss her milky white skin.'
"Slap," Byrne lightly slapped himself.

Awakening from his half-awake dream, Byrne calmly looked at the increasing number of orc warriors around him, gritted his teeth,
and ran towards the distant sea.

The threesome was coming to an end. Hans and Tig were both panting heavily, thrusting hard. Jingji,
stimulated by the drugs and the men's penises, had a flushed face, her nipples erect, and she cried out incessantly, "Ahhh!"

Hans and Tig felt they were about to ejaculate, so they withdrew their penises and made Jingji kneel on
the ground. Hans quickly stroked his own throbbing penis with one hand, while the other hand mercilessly grabbed Jingji
's silver hair, pressing his hot penis, still stained with Jingji's virgin blood and vaginal fluids, against her cherry-like mouth.

"You little bitch, give me a good lick!" Hans, on the verge of climax, spoke with
even more ferocity.

Jingji knew her virginity had been taken by the two men, but she still wanted to preserve her first kiss.
In her eyes, her first kiss was a sacred symbol, so she tightly closed her lips, shaking her head to avoid it.

Hans was furious and raised his hand to slap Jingji's face. Tig stopped him, and Hans was taken aback.

Tig grinned maliciously and pinched Jingji's nose with one hand. Jingji couldn't
breathe , and had no choice but to secretly open her mouth to gasp for air.

The two laughed and together aimed their penises at Jingji's mouth.

'What a beautiful woman. After a month of proper training, we can sell her to those big merchants or nobles and make a
fortune.' Hans and Tig thought the same thing. In fact, they had done this countless
times.

'Waaah, I'm so scared, sister, mother, save me! I'll never dare to leave the village again!' Jingji
was very scared and ashamed. She didn't understand why the two gentle and considerate uncles had become
like this .

However, the fates of the three of them were forever changed because of the existence of another person.

Byrne felt that since he could remember, his life had never been so dangerous. More than ten orc
warriors were already terrifying to ordinary people, but unfortunately, the orc warriors were followed by nearly twenty
giant spiders and rock golems.

Byrne had been repeatedly hacked down by the monsters he'd attracted, fleeing in terror and consuming five
healing potions. He'd even thrown away the bone armor Arberos had given him, as
the weight of the heavy armor would slow him down.

Touching the last bottle of powerful stamina potion in his pocket, Byrne gave a bitter smile.

After several turns, Byrne saw Hans and Tig, each holding their penises, aiming at Crystal's face.

Byrne roared, "Bai Mu is here! Get out of the way! Rang!" Risking a meltdown,
Byrne charged forward, dragging an enormous train of monsters.

Hans and Tig, about to ejaculate, looked up to see a low-level kid leading
a group of monsters towards them. Startled, they acted instinctively, releasing two large streams of thick, hot semen
onto Crystal's silver hair and still flushed face.

Tig's semen was less, merely wetting Crystal's bangs. Hans, strong and robust, ejaculated
a copious and thick stream of semen, which landed on Jingji's nose, then flowed down her tightly closed lips, finally dripping onto
her pink nipples.

To Byrne, the scene was both exceptionally lewd and beautiful.

Lewd in the way the semen clung to Jingji's silver hair, pretty face, and breasts, glistening with
the marks left by two men.

Beautiful in the way Jingji's bewildered, panicked, and shy eyes, her exquisite face and petite figure, making her
seem like an angel defiled by a demon.

Byrne shook his head to clear his mind, drew his sword, and swung it at Hans and Tig, whose erections had softened. Startled, the two retreated
several steps , dodging Byrne's sword strike. Byrne didn't slow down, holding the still-dazed Jingji in his left arm, and sped towards
the Talking Island village.

Jingji had been somewhat groggy ever since Hans pinched her nose. In her hazy state, she realized she
was still being held, but he didn't have the unpleasant
stench of sweat and smoke that Hans and Tig had. Instead, he had a scent of citrus flowers that she liked. And although he was holding her tightly, he was unusually
gentle, unlike Hans's roughness.

Jingji squinted at the man holding her. His short, dark brown hair looked like it hadn't been
cut , and his not-so-handsome but sharply defined face held a gaze that made Jingji slightly dizzy.

"Can...can you let go of my hands? My hands are so numb," Jingji softly spat out the thick, fishy saliva from her mouth,
making her first request to her future husband.

"Ah, you're awake." Byrne hurriedly put the girl down, drew his broadsword, and cut
the ropes binding Jingji's hands behind her back.

Jingji rubbed her wrist, which had a red mark from the ropes. Byrne gently
wiped . When his hand touched the stained red cherry on her chest, both of them froze.

In the end, Jingji wiped the fluid off her chest herself, then covered her breasts with one hand and
her private parts with the other, slowly squatting down on the ground. Her face flushed, Jingji didn't dare to look up at him.

Byrne glanced at his backpack, then at Jingji squatting on the ground, took off his shirt, and knelt down
in front of Jingji, handing it to her. The old shirt that Byrne wore barely reached his waist, but on the petite
Jingji, it covered her shapely buttocks perfectly.

After being dressed, Jingji stood up shyly and gave Byrne a grateful smile. Byrne, shirtless
, looked rather thin; judging by his physique, he resembled a mage more.

Looking at the pure and lovely Jingji before him, Byrne couldn't help but feel even more hatred for Hans and Tig who had bullied her earlier.
He couldn't resist reaching out and pulling Jingji into his arms. Jingji neither resisted nor reciprocated, simply nestling obediently in his
embrace and gazing into his eyes.

Lost in their own strange emotions, the two were oblivious to their surroundings.

As always, the most unpleasant surprises come at crucial moments, and Hans and Tig made their treacherous entrance
.

With their level and equipment, dealing with the monsters Byrne had dragged along wasn't particularly difficult; the sheer
number of monsters was quickly wiped out by the two, who then immediately
gave chase to Byrne and Jingji.

Seeing Hans and Tig approaching with sinister grins, Byrne grabbed Jingji and began to flee without a word.

A journey that usually felt incredibly short while aimlessly strolling stretched on endlessly today. Byrne, relying on
his extreme familiarity with the terrain, dodged and weaved, finally spotting the southeast gate guarded by Arbelos.

"Arbelos, help!" Byrne cried out from a distance.

Arbelos, bored out of his mind, had sharp eyesight and, seeing Byrne carrying a woman, went to meet
him .

Hans and Tig exchanged a glance, both seeing the other's unwillingness to give up. Tig gritted his teeth, and
began chanting a long-range spell, Crimson Flame Burning, aiming it at Byrne.

Byrne, seeing Aberos, felt relieved; after all, few adventurers dared to challenge the city guards.
Having just he hadn't noticed Tig's magical attack.

When he felt the scorching flames behind him, all he could do was tightly hold the petite Crystal Princess in
his arms. He vaguely heard Crystal Princess's cries, Aberos's roar, and Tig's screams,
and then he knew nothing more.

**********

...

Special

Skills: Ability Stealing LV10, Provocation
LV9
, Archery LV2,
Powerful Attack LV9

, Tigger Human Wizard LV35, HP 840, MP

645. Equipment: D-grade, Eye of the World,
Lionskin Shirt.

Special Skills: Poison Cloud 2,
Crimson Flame Burning 8,
Spirit Burning 8,

Aberros Human Treasure Hunter LV61, HP 2947, MP 1024.

Equipment: C-grade +4 Crossbow,
C-grade +4 Pocket Knife,
C-grade +3 Composite Armor, Jewelry,
Rings, Unknown.

Special Skills: Dagger Mastery LV29,
Backstab LV18,
Bleeding LV4,
Deadly Breath LV21
, Attack Speed LV3
, Evasion Boost LV3 , Critical Chance LV3, Critical Power LV3,
Bow and Arrow Mastery LV15, Energy Arrow LV24. ********** ... The stone steps leading upwards weren't built along the walls, but rather placed in the very center of the room. What drew Byrne's attention most was the lifelike female statue before the central steps. The woman was dressed in magnificent, noble attire, wearing a crown, yet her arms were raised high, supporting the ceiling along with the surrounding stone walls. Her expression was ambiguous, neither resentful nor joyful. Although the statue's material couldn't quite capture the woman's gaze, the pain in her expression was unmistakable, though the slightly upturned corners of her mouth suggested she might be enjoying it. Time seemed to have no concept within the tower, and Byrne didn't know how long . However, he did notice that the sky outside the surrounding walls had completely darkened. Byrne stopped paying attention to the statue, which felt strangely familiar to him, and pushed open the stone door leading to the next level . With an unpredictable, divine force, a deafening boom resounded, as if a sledgehammer had struck Byrne's heart; the intense pain in his chest caused him to faint again. ********** ...

"Isn't this the royal crest of the Aimoydin Empire from a hundred years ago? Ah, sorry,"
Crystal realized that staring intently at a man's chest was incredibly rude, interrupting Byrne's train of thought.

Byrne ignored Crystal, who was looking down to hide her blushing face, and continued to stare blankly at his tattoo.

Immersed in the strange atmosphere, neither of them noticed Aberos's voice.

"Hey, what are you spacing out for? Did some low-level fire magic knock you out?"
Aberos pushed open the door and saw Crystal looking shyly at the blankets by the bed, while Byrne stared blankly at
his chest.

(You've just woken up and you're already flirting with girls, you've got some skills.) Aberos completely misunderstood their
thoughts.

"Fire magic, what fire magic?" Byrne finally realized Aberos's presence.

"You don't even know why you were unconscious for a week? You're quite resilient, aren't you?
The crimson flames hit you completely and you were only unconscious for a week." Aberos looked at
Byrne feel extremely uncomfortable.

"However, your heroic rescue was truly worthwhile. While you were unconscious for the past few days, it was all Crystal who took care of you
," Aberos said, stroking his beard with a click of his tongue.

"Who is Crystal?" Byrne asked uncertainly, looking at the elven girl beside him.

Crystal, who had been sitting in a chair, stood up and bowed deeply to Byrne.

"Mr. Byrne, Crystal is extremely grateful to you for saving me."

"It's nothing. I feel bad for not being able to act sooner!" Byrne added, "
It's my honor to serve you."

Aberos smiled at the shy Crystal and bowed his head again. "Alright, you two, don't be so polite
."

Then Aberos's expression turned serious: "The mage who attacked you that day was killed on the spot, but
that knight was quite skilled; he escaped. You and Crystal will have to be careful in the future."

"That beast! If I see that knight again, I'll kill him!"

"Come on, kid. With your skill level, if you see him again, you'll be the one who gets killed." Aberos knew
Hans's strength well.

"No, Jingji will never let Hans hurt Mr. Byrne again!" Jingji's face was filled
with seriousness .

Aberos suddenly sniffed, "Ha, Jingji, don't you think you cooked the rice porridge for too long
?"

"Oh dear, I forgot!" Jingji ran towards the kitchen.

Seeing Jingji disappear through the door, the two men exchanged a smile.

Aberos recounted the scene to Byrne in detail.

When Aberos appeared that day, Byrne was tightly holding Jingji when he was struck by the Crimson Flame. Enraged,
Aberos fired an arrow from his crossbow, instantly killing the vulnerable and unprepared mage, Tigg.

Seeing this, the knight Hans swung his sword and attacked the fallen Byrne and Jingji.
Aberos, , was caught off guard, and Hans fled in panic.

Aberos dared not pursue them, and took Byrne and Jingji back to his home in the village to settle them.

After waking up, Crystal recounted in detail to Aberros how Byrne had rescued her, even briefly mentioning
how she had been humiliated

by Hans and Tig, her cheeks flushed. Aberros had already suspected something when he saw Crystal's body covered in masculine genitalia, but he hadn't expected
the naive girl to reveal everything to him. He felt a deep pity for this innocent elf, though secretly he also
envied those two.

Finally, Aberoth patted Byrne on the shoulder. "Jingji is such a naive girl. I've noticed she's
taken a liking to you these past few days. I think you should get a girlfriend too?"

Seeing Byrne's still sullen face, Aberoth couldn't help but say, "You don't think it's because Jingji isn't
a virgin , do you? What's the use of being a virgin? Those who are meant to leave still leave, don't they?" Then, Aberoth
grinned mischievously, "Why don't you give Jingji to this old man? That way, my retirement will be secure,
hehe ."

"No, old man, do you know the history of the Amoredin Empire?" Normally, Byrne would be
attracted to the cute Jingji, but today he was preoccupied with figuring out what the emblem on his chest was all about.

"The Amoredin Empire? That seems to be a dynasty from hundreds of years ago. The current Amore Kingdom
and Aden Empire in the northern part of the continent both claim to be direct descendants of the Amoredin Dynasty. Why are you asking this?"
Aberoth looked at Byrne as if seeing him for the first time. "Did a single 'Crimson Flame Burning' turn you into
a historian ?"

"No, I just..." Byrne murmured, clutching the emblem on his chest.

"I think you really need a good rest." Aberoth turned and walked to his dormitory, leaving Byrne
alone lost in thought.

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Aberoth earns a high income on Talking Island. Without family or wife, he spends his monthly salary
on fine wine and beautiful women.

The tavern dancers in the Talking Island villages are of high quality; many are actually female students from impoverished families.

Aberoth now holds a wine glass, watching the female students who were incredibly innocent just a few days ago mingle
among .

A delicate, boneless hand appeared beside Aberos, gently caressing his strong
chest before skillfully moving towards his abdomen with flirtatious strokes.

Aberos downed his glass of strong liquor in one gulp and pulled the voluptuous blonde woman beside him into his
arms .

"Why haven't you come to see me for so long, you rascal?" a seductive voice whispered in Aberos's
ear .

Aberos didn't reply, carrying the woman towards the hotel room.

The mature woman waved to a waitress, who smiled. "Is Mr. Aberos going to have
a heart-to-heart talk with Sister Katrin?"

A group of drinkers nearby teased, "Oh, our boss's wife is going to... Ah!
Who's blind to hit me?"

Katrin, holding one of her shoes in each hand, smiled and said, "Bonnie,
shouldn't you pay your drink bill from last week?"

The unfortunate Bonnie immediately shut up, drawing a burst of laughter from those around him.

The bed in the room was very large. After Arberos and Katrin lay down on the bed together, Arberos immediately took off his clothes.
He pulled off Catherine's long dress, then unhooked her bra, revealing a pair of large, round breasts.

"You rascal, why are you in such a hurry?" Catherine helped Aberos remove his clothes, then lowered her head and took Aberos's
engorged penis into her mouth.

Catherine held Aberos's penis in her mouth, swallowing and spitting it out with smacking sounds, skillfully licking
the head of his penis with her tongue, while one of her delicate hands gently kneaded the two testicles beneath, making Aberos so pleasured that
he grabbed began to thrust violently.

Catherine's eyes rolled back as she was being fucked, almost fainting. The man's hands held Catherine's
head , and after a low growl, the penis in her mouth began to ejaculate thick semen in spurts.

Catherine tried to swallow the semen that was frantically flowing into her mouth, then looked up at Aberos with a charming
smile .

"Hmph, you slut, you're getting horny, aren't you? I'll make you feel good today." Aberos picked up
Katrin and turned her around, the two of them playing 69.

Katrin's golden pubic hair was completely soaked with her own juices. Aberos easily parted
Katrin's two plump labia, licking the dark red protrusion in the middle with the tip of his tongue. After just a few light licks,
Katrin's vagina was already gushing with juices.

His penis, aroused by the woman's scent, rose again, and Katrin happily took it into her mouth.

Aberos and Katrin were old acquaintances, very familiar with each other's bodies. He extended
his middle finger , and with Katrin's juices, inserted it into her anus.

"Ah! Ah!" Katrin's anus was extremely sensitive, and this almost made her orgasm. Aberos turned
Katrin's body around, and the two kissed face to face.

Without any hesitation, Aberos's penis thrust forcefully into Katrin's honeypot.

Arbelos's powerful thrusts brought pleasure to Katrin, whose warm, tight vagina and alluring body
intoxicated him. The two were lost in a sea of lust.

After hundreds of thrusts, Arbelos gazed at Katrin's wanton face, his hands gripping her large
, soft breasts tightly. "Hoo hoo, Katrin, I'm almost done, hoo, how are you?"

"I...I want more...fuck me...harder!" Katrin's strong legs clamped even tighter around
Arbelos's waist, allowing his penis to penetrate even deeper.

Arbelos lowered his head, gently biting Katrin's erect nipples, and began to thrust wildly. Katrin
cried out, "Ahhh...ha...I can't take it anymore!..." Katrin's body arched violently as
Arbelos hot ejaculation flowed into her.

Afterwards, the two embraced tightly. Katarina slowly traced circles on Aberos's chest with her finger
. "Aberos, I heard you have a beautiful elf living in your house now?"

"Yes, what's up?" Aberos wrapped one arm around Katarina, holding a glass of wine in the other.

"Then how about you bring her here to help me out?" Katarina looked at him expectantly.

Aberos didn't speak, but simply downed his wine in one gulp.

Katarina looked at his face and continued, "All she needs to do is come and work for a few hours every night.
With her beauty, won't those stinky men obediently hand over their money?"

Seeing that Aberos didn't object, Katarina whispered in the man's ear, "Besides, I
don't think that elf is a good person. I saw it when you brought that male student and the elf back the other day.
Weren't the elf's legs and face covered in the mess left by you men?"

Aberos glanced at Katarina. "Don't joke around. I really like that elf. Don't get any
ideas about her."

Katarina giggled softly, her large breasts jiggling with her laughter. Aberros swallowed
hard .

"No way, is this little elf that charming? My Aberros hasn't had enough fun in a month!
But why do I see that male student and the elf always together?"

"Hmph, don't mention it, go to sleep." Aberros kissed Katrin on the forehead.

Seeing that Aberros didn't want to talk about the elf, Katrin obediently hugged the man's
arm , and the two slowly fell asleep.

**********

The troubles of youth are easy to forget, and in a few days, Byrne forgot about the emblem on his chest. The cute
and innocent Crystal Princess once again attracted Byrne's attention.

Although Crystal Princess's real age was old enough to be Byrne's grandmother, her mental age and appearance were actually
equivalent to fifteen or sixteen years old in human years. According to the age of elves, Crystal Princess could only be considered a big child.

Pretending to recover from his injury, he quickly became friends with Crystal Princess, and their close relationship deepened without their knowledge
.

Thanks to Aberos, Byrne and Crystal
bought . However, Crystal, who was with Byrne, caused a little trouble. Her stunning beauty
not only attracted admiration but also unwanted attention from many men and women. Eventually,
Crystal had to wear a large cloak to conceal her beauty whenever Byrne and Crystal went out.

The D-grade elven bow was so elegant and sharp, but Byrne used it clumsily. He
returned the bow to Crystal, who was smiling behind her hand, admiring the dwarves' accurate standards for equipment grades.

A few days ago, Byrne and Crystal went to the dwarves' storage shop to retrieve Crystal's equipment. Having never used
D-grade equipment before, Byrne immediately tried out Crystal's elven bow, only to find he still
preferred the broadsword Aberos had given him.

Most people on the island knew Byrne; it was rare to find someone who hadn't graduated after three years on Talking Island. Most
students could leave Talking Island in a year and a half, and a few geniuses could graduate in six months.

The lord of the Giran County in the Aden Empire encouraged young men and women of his territory to receive war training on Talking Island, in preparation for
wars against orcs or dark elves. Students studying on Talking Island received
a monthly stipend, which was why Byrne and his childhood friend Olachiri had come to Talking
Island together, although Olachiri had left a year ago.

"In the distant past, this island was where elves taught humans magic,"
said Master Lloyd of the Cedric Training Institute, glancing at the elven Crystal Princess standing beside Byrne.

"Humans migrated to this secluded island to learn elven magic, in the first hundred years..."
Years ago, human magicians presented the elves with a beautiful sword forged by dwarven craftsmen. This was partly
to express gratitude, and partly a gift to solidify the unity between humans and elves. The elves called the gift
the Sword of Unity. " A thousand years ago, humans and elves fought a war, and the elves were defeated. The elves of Talking Island no longer considered the human gift the 'Sword of Unity,' but rather the 'Sword of Betrayal

,' and broke it in two, leaving the island forever. The elves never returned to Talking Island afterward, and the school that taught magic became obsolete and abandoned, becoming the elven ruins we see today." Crystal's face stiffened, and she tried to pull her hand away from Byrne's. Unexpectedly, Byrne gripped her hand even tighter Crystal blushed and struggled slightly, too embarrassed to make any big moves in front of others. Ignoring their subtle interactions, Lorne continued speaking, "I learned about this sword's history from the history books, and I believe it's still somewhere on the island. Furthermore, a few weeks ago, one of my disciples discovered an old sword hilt in the elven ruins. The patterns engraved on the hilt are exactly the same as those in the elven history books that record the Sword of Unity. Undoubtedly, this hilt is part of the Sword of Unity from the past." "So, Byrne, to commemorate your 'friendship' with this elven lady, don't you want to find the Sword of Unity ?" Master Lorne's reasoning was incredibly tempting. Byrne glanced at Crystal and nodded in agreement to Lorne's request. "Here, this is what I've compiled from ancient books about the Sword of Unity. Give it to the blacksmith Altran . Altran told me that the craftsman who forged the Sword of Unity was his ancestor; he should be able to repair it." Byrne, carrying the ancient book, left the training ground with Crystal. In contrast to Byrne's excited expression, Crystal, who usually wore a smile, was unusually serious. "What's wrong, Crystal Princess? Are you feeling unwell?" Byrne noticed Crystal Princess's unusual behavior. "Nothing, I just feel uneasy about this sword." "Wouldn't it be better ?" "But all Crystal Princess knows is the Sword of Betrayal. I don't want betrayal, unless you don't want Crystal Princess anymore." The elven girl stared intently at Byrne's face. Byrne panicked a little. "How could that be? I just want the Sword of Unity as proof of being with you !" Crystal Princess bit her lip, her large eyes misting over. "The Sword of Betrayal is an unclean symbol among elves . Although Crystal Princess isn't entirely an elf... but Crystal Princess wants Byrne to grant her a request." "No need, let's not look for the Sword of Unity." Byrne felt that Crystal Princess had been acting strangely ever . As a human, he couldn't possibly imagine the profound influence the Sword of Unity (Sword of Betrayal) held among elves. Crystal Princess wasn't a pure-blooded elf, but she had grown up in an elven village shrouded by the World Tree, receiving a traditional elven education. The legend of the Sword of Unity from a thousand years ago was greatly exaggerated. Some elven scholars even believed it to be a demonic sword that caused the collapse of the alliance between elves and humans. Having received an elven education from a young age, Crystal Princess instinctively assumed Byrne intended to betray her upon hearing about the Sword of Unity. However, Byrne's unwavering determination to protect her, and a month of harmonious coexistence, left her bewildered. Crystal Princess reached out her small hand to stop Byrne's mouth. "When the Sword of Betrayal is reforged, Byrne must swear . That way, it won't..." Crystal Princess's voice trailed off, but Byrne heard the last few sentences exceptionally clearly, "...If Byrne betrays Crystal Princess, Crystal Princess will never harm Byrne. Then, Crystal Princess will end her life with the Sword of Betrayal." Byrne stared blankly at Crystal Princess, then hugged her tightly. "Silly Crystal Princess, that will never happen. I will make the Sword of Unity my eternal proof between you and me."

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