Elf Mercenary Sisters - Sexual Slavery and Obsessive Creation 1-2

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As night fell, a gentle intoxication reigned, the peak of people's pursuit of nighttime entertainment.

Outside the crystal-framed windows, the night sky, like the tides, was blurred and diffused by the surrounding building lights.
Warm, pale yellow candlelight, like an angel's embrace
, permeated the interior, creating a heavenly, relaxing atmosphere that illuminated this bustling, large tavern.

As a major base for mercenaries throughout the empire, these large taverns not only provided the
finest food and drinks but also handled all the mercenaries' commissions—a truly comprehensive and attentive
service.

Furthermore, the recent open rebellion of the empire's renowned chief demon knight had plunged the already war-
torn empire into a state of internal and external turmoil. Even the supreme emperor who ruled the empire
was missing due to this sudden internal rebellion, and the capital cities had
mobilized almost all their troops to guard against a potential counterattack.

As a result, the garrisoned troops in various regions were left vulnerable, and the monsters causing chaos had to be dealt with by mercenaries who accepted bounties . This further led to taverns, which served as gathering places for mercenaries, becoming extremely
busy every night . 　　At this very moment, around each of the intricately carved wooden round tables, mercenaries were gathered, boisterous and feasting. Mercenaries from all over the continent clinked glasses, exchanged intelligence, and recounted their stories . Experienced bards sang melodious ballads by the blazing fire pits, while the bubbles of golden champagne filled the air with an intoxicating aroma. Freshly baked bread and roasted meat, served on plates, released an irresistible, mouthwatering fragrance. It was a truly magnificent scene of a packed house and a sea of people. 　　However, this harmonious scene only lasted until this moment... 　　"Bang!!!" With a rough and forceful kick, the tavern door was kicked open, and three graceful and sexy female figures, with long, full legs and flowing hair behind them, walked straight towards the quest acceptance desk located at the back of the tavern, their high heels clicking crisply on the ground. Leading the way was a stunningly beautiful woman in her early twenties, 　　with a long, sleek black ponytail. A few loose strands of bangs framed her straight, striking nose, and beneath her thick, long eyelashes lay a deep, serene black that was even more captivating than the night outside. Her full , rose-petal-like lips were slightly pursed, and she whistled playfully, displaying an utterly disdainful attitude towards the other mercenaries around her, not even bothering to glance at them. 　　Beneath her flawless, snow-white neck stood a pair of large, firm, and elastic breasts that stood proudly high. A dark, semi-enclosed breastplate barely covered the outer edge of these large, round, and alluring breasts ; no bra or corset was worn underneath. The white, full flesh of her breasts, like overflowing snowballs, spilled out from the edges of the breastplate. Ornate black warrior shoulder armor adorned her shoulders. 　　Below her high, firm breasts was a slender, sexy waist with clearly defined six-pack abs, so thin it could be grasped in one hand. The lines of her abs were perfectly sculpted, and her toned, snow-white waist was exposed without any concealment to the curious gazes of onlookers. A sheer skirt with intricate lace patterns was fastened diagonally to her taut, inverted triangle lace panties, barely covering one thigh while revealing a muscular, sculpted calf from the top of her full, fleshy thigh . High-heeled warrior boots, 18cm high , hugged her firm calves from toe to toe, giving her an elegant, proud warrior-like air while subtly exuding a captivating allure that drove men wild. 　　Two massive swords, each the same size as herself, were incongruously embedded in the scabbard strapped to the female warrior's back. In her slender, gauntlet-clad hands, she dragged a bloodstained cloth bag almost twice her size, the bloodstains following the direction the bag was dragged, leaving a thick, dark trail. 　　Behind the female warrior stood two equally beautiful women; the one on the left was a slightly older, mature beauty with long, light blue wavy hair and dressed in a snow-white priest's robe. 　　Compared to the already alluring and sexy figure of the female warrior, her physique was even more voluptuous and mature, practically a masterpiece of beauty. Her breasts were two large, firm breasts, easily a G-cup, and her buttocks were two thick, round mounds of flesh, like ripe, juicy fruits about to burst with juice. The exaggerated size contrasted sharply with her slender waist. The white silk robe that barely covered her mons pubis swayed back and forth with the rhythm of her thighs, occasionally revealing glimpses of her ample thighs as they pressed together, creating a sensual sway at the base of her plump thighs. The milky-white stockings and reflective latex high heels tightly encasing her long, beautiful legs added a touch of eroticism to this charming and mature woman, completely opposite to the sacred robes of a priest. 　　Another petite and pretty girl with silver-white twin ponytails looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. Her neck and wrists were adorned with various precious magical necklaces and bracelets, and each of her ten slender fingers wore a shimmering magical ring. Compared to the curvaceous female warrior and the female priest, who was practically a walking bombshell, she was naturally much slimmer. 　　However, her slightly upturned, alluring breasts and her firm, budding buttocks, partially revealed from the hem of her semi-transparent, open-chested lace mage robe, offered a unique and alluring charm, like the first ripe fruit of youth. 　　Besides this, these three stunning beauties shared a common feature— they all possessed long, pointed, arched elven ears. 　　The moment these three captivating women appeared, the previously noisy tavern was immediately plunged into chaos.

A deathly silence fell, then the group scrambled to the walls,
carving a path through the cramped space for them.

"Hey, what's going on?! They are all undeniably beautiful, but this is unacceptable
for disrupting public order!" A young, inexperienced mercenary shook his head, completely oblivious
to the tense atmosphere. He slammed his hand on the table, about to stand up and reprimand the
three impolite women, but his teammate immediately covered his mouth and dragged him aside.

"Hey!! You want to die?! These three women—they're the top
mercenaries in our line of work! They're all half-human, half-elf hybrids, born with unimaginable talent in magic and combat
. Their mercenary group, formed by these three sisters, has never failed
a single mission since their debut. Their status is completely different from us mercenaries who can only take on low-level jobs!!"

"Hey kid, see that female warrior at the front? She's the second sister—
Letina. Her combat skills are legendary. She once single-handedly wiped out a massive bandit group that gave the Imperial military a major headache, just by wielding those two greatswords on her back
! She has a bad temper; if
she hears you muttering to yourself, she might just slice your head off!"

"Those two women behind... that priestess with big, round breasts and a butt that sway like a cow when she walks
, is the eldest of the three sisters—Fanes. Her divine healing magic can instantly
bring thousands of dying patients back to life, and she can even use rare resurrection magic! As for her
personality, although it's much better than her two older sisters, it's best not to mess with her..."

"As for their youngest sister, Aisa, the mage adorned with precious magical artifacts
—she seems quite innocent and cute, doesn't she? However, it's said her wickedness is
far worse than her second sister's. Every month, numerous mercenaries are accidentally killed by her magic during missions! I've heard that recently,
female mercenaries have been mysteriously disappearing during missions, and I wonder if it's related to her… And to make matters worse, this
girl is a once-in-a-century magical genius. At only seventeen or eighteen years old, she can already unleash
large-scale magic capable of instantly destroying a town!!! Such illustrious magical talent has even
attracted the attention of the Imperial military, who intend to recruit her as the Empire's official court mage… This makes her even more
untouchable for ordinary mercenaries like us!"

"What are you two whispering about over there?... Hehehe... You really think we can't hear you?"
Aisha suddenly turned her head, a wicked smile playing on her lips. The sapphire ring on her ring finger
flashed with a fleeting, deep blue light.

"Squeak squeak squeak..." With a series of teeth-grinding, crisp icy sounds, the two mercenaries who had been gossiping about the three
sisters were instantly encased in thick ice before everyone's eyes.
They didn't even have time to react before being completely frozen into two shimmering, crystalline ice sculptures.

"..." The surrounding mercenaries stared at these lifelike ice sculptures. Through the translucent, azure ice,
they could even vaguely see the terrified, dark eyes of the two figures shifting slightly. They could
n't help but gasp and involuntarily take several steps back.

"Honestly... Aisa, you've bullied the other mercenaries again. They're our
fellow mercenaries, after all. It's just too much to casually cast spells on them like that!" As the eldest sister, Fanice's
personality matched her almost cow-like, voluptuous figure—very docile and much gentler
and more easygoing than her two younger sisters.

Seeing the two mercenaries frozen by her sisters' magic, she immediately showed a worried expression, frantically
swinging her two long, fleshy, cow-like breasts as she hurriedly raised her priest's staff
to cast a healing spell on the two dying mercenaries.

"Tsk tsk... serves them right for gossiping!" Aisa arrogantly crossed her slightly upturned
, petite breasts, looking completely unconcerned. She casually swayed her hips and sat down on a nearby
high stool, admiring the two frozen figures with a smug expression.

"I say—Fanice, you're always too soft-hearted.
Why be polite to those incompetent, filthy, spineless cowards?!" Letina sneered, striding her long, shapely
, and voluptuous legs toward the staff at the service counter.

"Y-you...hello, Ms. Letina, S-rank mercenary, may I ask...how can I help you?"
Even the staff member who handled dozens or even hundreds of mercenaries daily couldn't help but blush and stammer in the face of Letina's overwhelmingly powerful and imposing presence
.

"Hmph... Didn't we just accept an S-rank mission to slay a Tyrannosaurus Rex a couple of days ago? Perfect timing!
On our way to carry out the mission, we were lucky enough to discover a Tyrannosaurus Rex pack... so we just
slaughtered them all, including their leader—the Tyrannosaurus Rex King. Here—this is the mission certificate we brought back~" Letina tossed aside the massive, blood-stained bag she was carrying, and piles and piles of missing giant dragon teeth poured out
of the bag like a flood . 　　Besides these, an enormous dragon head rolled out of the bag along with the overflowing teeth. Its dark, hard hide, its blood-red, vertical pupils almost the size of an adult's head, and its serrated dragon teeth like giant scythes—undoubtedly, this was the Tyrannosaurus Rex King who had led his dragon pack to wreak havoc on the empire's borders for years! 　　"This...this...this is a major event! Because the difficulty of defeating the Tyrannosaurus Rex is terrifyingly high, far exceeding that of a normal S-rank, the Imperial government hasn't officially issued any related commissions...The reward for this situation ...is probably far too enormous; I need to discuss it in detail with my superiors." The staff member stared dumbfounded at the massive dragon head before him, which resembled a small mountain. 　　"What a useless piece of trash! You haven't even prepared a sufficient reward!!! Could it be...you're underestimating us sisters, and don't even believe we can defeat the Tyrannosaurus Rex?... " Letina said, one hand on her hip.

Her large, snow-white breasts trembled violently, and she slammed one of her strong, sexy legs high into the air,
stomping hard on the commission table. Completely unconcerned about the glimpse of her exposed skin beneath her armor, she arrogantly demanded an explanation.

"This… I'm so sorry… it was indeed our negligence; we didn't consider
the possibility of exceeding the commission's requirements!" The staff member, startled, quickly bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle,
desperately apologizing to the mature female mercenary before her.

"Tch… men are all cowards, no matter what they do… Fine, fine,
I've had a pretty satisfying fight killing this bastard dragon, and I'm quite excited,
so I won't hold it against you!… Hurry up and bring me the other commissions; I'm itching to get started." Letina
cracked her knuckles, making a crisp sound, looking eager and excited
.

"Uh... well... I'm really sorry, things have been relatively peaceful within the Empire lately,
and you've easily resolved several long-standing, troublesome requests... The remaining ones are just some ordinary low-level
requests, like gathering herbs..."

"You bastard!!! What are you talking about?! You mean, you want me, a top-tier mercenary, to help
those farmers gather herbs?! Do you want to die?!" Letina's face instantly darkened
, one hand reaching behind her, her fingertips lightly resting on the hilt of the greatsword behind her.

"This... um... uh... I'm so, so incredibly sorry!! Please forgive me!!!" The
staff member was terrified, his face turning deathly pale, his whole body trembling violently like a leaf.

"Wait...wait! I remember now, a new request just arrived this afternoon,
and it's not low-level. I almost forgot about it!!" Suddenly, the staff member slapped their forehead, as if they had suddenly remembered
some magic weapon to save them from the threat. A relieved expression appeared on their face, and they quickly
took out a stack of brand-new request scrolls from the drawer.

"Let me see...investigating the recent surge in missing young women cases, finding the mastermind behind it all...
the request is B-level...it doesn't seem very interesting~" Letina casually took the scrolls, her slender
, willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows furrowing slightly as she read the contents word by word.

"Excuse me, young and beautiful lady...are you
troubled by not having a suitable request to take?" Just as Letina was concentrating on reading the request, a young man in ordinary armor approached
, smiled, bowed deeply, and politely asked.

"Hmm?... You actually dare to speak to me, you've got some nerve." Letina slightly
raised her head, her sharp gaze sweeping over the man.

"Anyway, I'm in a pretty good mood right now, so go ahead and tell me. If it's just some low-class
request... don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Heh, Miss Letina, as a renowned S mercenary, along with your sisters, you're
the legendary figures of our line of work, the center of attention. How could I dare to fool you?... My name is Lance. I'm
troubled because my mercenary group has taken on a request that's beyond our capabilities. If we abandon the request,
the bounty for breach of contract is far too high... so I can only implore Miss Letina to have mercy on us lowly
mercenaries and generously lend a helping hand." Lance respectfully handed over a request.

"Slay the Spectacular Venomous Giant Spider King lurking in the Dark Forest... Difficulty A... This
is indeed a very interesting quest, quite intriguing~" Letina smiled with interest.

"Hehe, I'm glad Miss Letina is satisfied. Our mercenary group has already scouted out
the location of the Spider King's lair. As long as Miss Letina agrees, we will immediately lead you and your sisters there!"

Lance rubbed his fingers together and continued, "As for the reward... Miss Letina, as
the one who generously offered her help, should naturally receive more, but my mercenary group, as the recipient of the quest, can only submit
the completion report. In addition, we already have clues about the lair... so let's split it 60/40
! You get 60%, we get 40%, what do you think?"

"60/40? Are you kidding me?... " Letina smiled and clipped the quest to her belt,
then gave Lance the middle finger.

"This share is a generous gift from me. The remaining 90%—all
of it is mine."

"This?! This profit-sharing ratio… how can it be like this…"

"Hmph, you can't argue with that. After all, without my help, you'd have to pay
a hefty penalty fee! And you get a 10% reward from me, you should be crying
and begging for my life!" Letina wore an arrogant, disdainful expression, and
lightly slapped Lance's cheek several times with the back of her hand in a highly insulting manner.

"…Fine, deal…" Lance looked extremely embarrassed, gritted his teeth
, and reluctantly agreed.

"Hehe, that's more like it... I can easily handle a mere A-rank quest by myself;
there's no need to call my sisters for help. You've already found the clues to the lair, right? Just take me there, and
we'll take care of it quickly." Letina confidently waved to Fanis, who was busy healing the human ice sculpture, and Aisa, who
was watching the show with her legs crossed high and a wicked grin, before forcefully tugging at Lance's collar and dragging
the man, who was several heads taller than her, out of the tavern.

"Wait, wait!!... Miss Letina, I can't breathe... I haven't
called my companions yet..."

"It seems like Letina has found another fun quest~ She can't sit still for a moment, she's really
a battle maniac... I need to rest for a while, I've been running around all day, my butt is sore
!" Aisha lazily rested her delicate face on her hand, gently swirling the fragrant wine in her glass with her other hand
, listlessly watching Letina disappear into the night.

"Honestly... It's so late, and she still insists on going out on quests, I can't stop her..."
"I hope Letina has a safe journey and that nothing bad happens to her..." Fanice looked at her sister's figure disappearing into the night with some worry
, clasped her hands together, and silently chanted a prayer of blessing.

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