****
Inside the Vinceral Forest, an elf sat perched atop a thick branch of a tree dangerously close to the human outpost. A monocular was held firmly against his left eye.
"Hmm...?"
As he slowly rotated the lens, his sharp gaze caught sight of something strange-guards hauling crates of Healing and Mana Potions out from the captain's tent.
"What the hell? How did they get potions? I didn't see any carts coming," the elf muttered, confused. His expression tensed as he leapt down silently from the branch, landing with practiced grace. Without hesitation, he pulled an arrow from his quiver.
He brought it close to his mouth and whispered into it, his words flowing in ancient Elvish Language.
"Āshānā zhūrr dūrbāhtālūk, äsh'nāzg îmbālāthūn...."
The runes carved into the shaft of the arrow began to glow, a flickering orange light pulsing in rhythm with his chant.
He raised his empty hand into the Air.
At once, the trees around him responded. Their branches twisted and curled, growing rapidly until they formed a beautiful, sturdy bow in midair-angled to the east, toward the Elven camp.
With fluid motion, he placed the glowing arrow on the vine-string and pulled it back with full force.
"Shall you shine as bright as the sun and give light to those I hold dear... Aurora's Shine." He spoke as he released the Arrow.
*Swisssssh*
The arrow tore through the air at blinding speed, vanishing into the clouds above.
****
—Eagle's Eye Outpost—
"I will take my leave now. It was a pleasure doing business with you," Leon said, facing James.
"Pleasure was all mine, kid. Be proud of yourself - you saved a lot of lives today.
If only you could reveal your identity, I'd get you a bravery medal from the King himself. You'd be famous across the kingdom. It helps with the ladies, you know?
I got one back when—"
"The sun's going down. I need to leave. Bye." Leon interrupted, already turning away.
But he barely took a few steps before—
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
A thunderous explosion rocked the skies. A flash lit up the sky, followed by massive rings of smoke and clouds spiraling out.
The soldiers poured out of their tents in a frenzy, every head turning upward.
"Oh shit..."
"Fucking hell."
"We are so fucked."
Their faces darkened instantly. The mood shifted-panic set in.
.....
"You've got to be kidding me," James said grimly, his eyes still fixed on the sky.
"What? What's happening?" Leon asked with a confused expression.
"It's the same thing that happened last night. Ten minutes after that flash-they launched the enchanted arrow that wiped out half our outpost.
I've got to get the soldiers prepared. You run as far away as you can, kid." James turned and stormed off.
****
—Elven Camp—
A strikingly handsome elf with long blonde hair, flawless skin, and sharp ears lay peacefully on a soft bed of grass inside a tent.
*Slide*
The flap of the tent opened, and a female elf draped in purple robes entered quietly.
"Your Majesty... our spy has sent the signal. The humans must have received help earlier than expected," she whispered.
*Blink-Blink*
The elf prince opened his eyes instantly. He rose and looked over to the bow resting just a few steps away-an awe-inspiring weapon made of pure gold, ancient runes etched along its limbs, and radiant gems embedded in its core.
"Let's give these humans what they deserve,' he said, reaching for the bow.
"B-But Your Majesty... the arrow is still not ready," she said nervously.
"How many enchantments have you completed?"
"267, Your Majesty."
"More than enough to wipe those ants out. Bring it to me," he ordered, stepping out of the tent.
"Y-Yes, Your Majesty..."
****
"That motherfucker is out again..." James growled, his eye glued to the monocular as he focused on the Elf Prince.
"Can I see?" a voice chimed in suddenly.
James looked over-and down.
Leon was still standing next to him.
"Huh? What the hell are you doing here? I told you to go back!" James asked with a confused expression.
"Yeah, that was the plan..."
****
—Five Minutes Earlier —
- Vinceral Forest -
"Okay, Slime... let's go back," Leon said with a grin as he played with his gold coin.
*Boing-Boing*
The slime bounced twice, then settled.
"What do you mean by that? We have to go back. Let's go," Leon insisted.
*Boing-Boing*
"Are you saying 'no' to going back? If yes, then bounce once."
*Boing*
"Why? Is it because you don't know the way back?" Leon asked, scratching his head.
*Boing-Boing*
"No? Then... is it because the sun's going down and you're scared of monsters coming out?"
*Boing*
"Fucking hell... Can't you find that teleportation tree again?"
*Boing-Boing*
"Shit... Elaine and Selene are going to lose it if I don't make it home tonight," he groaned.
"I've got no choice then, I'll have to spend the night at the outpost. What about you? Will you be alright. in the forest?"
*Boing*
"Okay... take care. Wait–you can find the tree again in the morning or do we need to walk back?"
*Boing*
"I hope that means you can find it again", Leon muttered, turning and walking back toward the outpost.
****
—Present Time—
"I can't go back tonight. I'll leave tomorrow," Leon said, standing beside James once more.
"Don't worry, kid. You're free to run anytime. But if you die here tonight–well, at least you'll die like a man. Hahaha!" James laughed, handing him the monocular.
'Is he cracked in the head or something?' Leon thought, puzzled, as he raised the monocular to his eye.
Through the lens, he saw it: the Elven Prince, his golden bow in hand, aiming straight at them but there was arrow in it.
[Name: Serandor Virelliam]
[Race: Elf]
[Class: Archer]
[Level: 156]
[HP: 170,000/170,000]
[MP: 85,000/85,000]
[Description: Third son of the Elven Queen, Freya Virelliam. An excellent archer blessed with powerful skills and an even bigger ego.
Once an arrow leaves his bow, it always hits its target. Serandor is determined to prove himself to his mother by conquering a human border zone single-handedly.]
"Level... 156!? How the hell did he get that high!?" Leon muttered, eyes wide with shock.
As Leon continued to watch Serandor, he noticed a woman draped in a deep purple robe walking toward him, she was holding a shining arrow in her hand.
"Hmm...? Who is she?" Leon muttered, narrowing his eyes and activating his skill.
[Name: Ursula Vanguard]
[Race: Elf]
[Class: Enchanter]
[Level: 200]
[HP: 310000/310000]
[MP: 56000/100000]
[Description: Mother of two and daughter of a wiseman, Ursula mastered weapon enchanting at an early age. She now serves Serandor as his personal enchanter. Shy by nature, she secretly harbors feelings for Serandor.]
She handed the glowing arrow to Serandor and began casting a spell over it.
"Let's see... what's so special about your Arrows." Leon spoke as he immediately used Inspect again-this time on the arrow.
[Name: Enchanted Arrow]
[Rank: Rare]
[Enchantments: 267]
[Crafter: Ursula Vanguard]
[Description: A rare arrow crafted from pure Vulkan wood, heavily enchanted with explosive magic. On contact with tip, the Arrow will destroy everything in a 50 meter radius.]
"Interesting... I know this won't work, but I'll still try". Leon muttered, an idea sparking in his mind.
Slowly raising his hand toward them, Leon spoke. "Loose Grip."
[Warning: Due to high-level difference, skill had no effect on target.]
"Hmm... as expected," Leon said flatly.
****
—Elf Camp—
"Hmm..." Serandor murmured, flexing his fingers with a puzzled look.
"Is something wrong, Your Majesty?" Ursula asked, tilting her head slightly.
"I felt something odd in my hand... It's nothing. Are you done with the last enchantment?" Serandor asked with a confused expression as he looked at Ursula.
"Just a minute, Your Majesty. I am performing one last Enchantment to make it even stronger." Ursula replied softly, continuing her spell.
"Good... Make it so strong that their families can't even find their bodies to bury." Serandor spoke with a twisted smile.
****
—Eagle-eye outpost—
"Soldiers, you know the plan!"
James barked, his voice booming across the outpost.
"We move in ten seconds! Spread out as we charge. Even if some fall to that damned arrow, the rest of us will capture those bloody elves.
TODAY, WE EITHER CAPTURE THEM OR DIE TRYING!"
"YES, SIR!"
The soldiers roared, raising their swords high, ready to sprint on command.
"You can capture them without dying," Leon interrupted calmly.
"What?" James and the soldiers immediately turned towards him frowning in confusion.
"If you follow your plan, there's a 90% chance all of you die before reaching them. Half of you will fall mid-field and that Elf has to have more tricks up his sleeve for close-range combat," Leon said, meeting James's gaze evenly.
"Then... what's your plan?" James asked, his brow furrowed.
"Stand behind me and grab my shoulders tight. Don't let me move and charge when I tell you to." Leon spoke without any hesitation.
"What? That's your plan?" A soldier scoffed.
"You're a kid, what do you know about battles?"
"Yeah, go home, boy, and let–"
"I believe him," James cut in, stepping toward Leon.
"What?"
"Captain?"
"Sir, we'll all die if-"
"We're already dead, soldier. My plan's flawed. The kid's right, what if they've got another trap? I'm not dying while knowing that I had the slightest chance to save you all. I'll follow his plan," James declared with full confidence, gripping Leon's shoulders tightly.
"Captain, we're with you... No matter—"
"I don't think we have time for that," Leon snapped, peering through the monocular.
"He's raising his bow. The enchantments are completed." Leon spoke as he prepared himself.
****
"May you pay for your sins and die in the same agony as our sisters, mothers, and daughters," Serandor growled, pulling back the bowstring and activating his skill.
"Aurora's Justice." He spoke as he loosed the arrow.
*SWISSHHH*
****
"It's coming..." Leon spoke, dropping the monocular and lifting his hand skyward. He extended his index finger and casted his skill.
A crimson dot shimmered in the air, slightly left of his fingertip. Leon shifted his finger over the red dot, focusing mana into it. A droplet of pure mana pooled on the tip of his finger.
'Didn't think I'd use this again so soon... but I just delivered mana and healing potions to them and what good are they if these guys die before using them?
So, This better work...' Leon thought grimly, glancing at the littered corpses of fallen soldiers nearby.
****
"Instead of running... what are those humans doing?" the Elf spy muttered, squinting through his monocular at the soldiers standing still, watching the arrow descend.
****
*Tip*
"High-noon, motherfucker," Leon whispered with a neutral expression, as the mana droplet fell to the ground.
[-1 MP]
*Srrrrrrrrr*
[-5000 MP]
A searing beam of blue mana exploded from Leon's finger, lancing through the air and striking the arrow's tip dead center.
[+78979 MP]
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
The arrow detonated mid-air, erupting in a massive explosion.
"Charge now..." Leon spoke, turning to James.
*SOLDIERS, ATTACK!" James roared, thrusting his sword forward.
"YES, CAPTAIN!" the soldiers echoed, sprinting toward the Elf camp at full speed.
****
"W-What? How did that happen?" Serandor gasped, whipping his head toward Ursula.
"I-I don't know, Your Majesty... Maybe enchantment imbalance–"
*SLAP*
Serandor's hand immediately cracked across her face.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You fucked up the one thing you were meant to do!" Serandor shouted as he looked at her.
"I-I'm sorry, Your Majesty", Ursula whispered, clutching her stinging cheek, her eyes lowered in fear and shame.
"You should've been enslaved by those scumbags instead of my sister", Serandor spat, pulling the string of his bow and letting go.
*Swish*
Both of them vanished from sight in an instant.
****
"ΑΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗHH... KILL THEEEEMMM.." James came running and shouting towards the camp but noticed that there was no one there.
"All the soldiers, spread around and search for them." James commanded with a confused expression as he looked around.
****
—Eagle-Eye Outpost—
–Inside the Kitchen–
*Nom-Nom-Nom*
Leon is eating all the meat, fruits and vegetables that was lying on the table for the soldiers.
"Fucking hell... This feels good. Even though this meat is not even fried properly, it's tastes so good." Leon spoke with a smile as he continued to eat everything that came in front of his eyes.
*Nom-Nom-Nom*
"The Help is here... Where is everyone?" Suddenly, A sound came from outside.
"Time to go home." Leon spoke with a smile as an idea came to his mind.
****
As the sun sank beyond the horizon, twenty wagons brimming with supplies and soldiers rolled into the outpost.
"Ma'am... there's no one here", a soldier reported, returning to the carriage.
*Click*
The carriage door swung open, and a woman clad in gleaming silver armour stepped down, the weight of command radiating off her.
Twin swords hung on each side of her hips. With one smooth motion, she unfastened her helmet, letting her sharp, cold features come into view.
There was no mistaking her identity - She was none other than Derisa Demar herself.
"Where the hell did everyone go?" she asked, frowning as she tucked the helmet under her arm.
"What's wrong, Mom?" A young woman, barely eighteen years old, bounced out from the carriage after her.
Her features were a near-perfect copy of Derisa's body.
Creamy fair skin. Tight, perky mid-sized tits that strained against her scandalous top. Jet-black hair flowing wildly and green glowing eyes.
And below that? A thick, meaty ass that jutted out obscenely, barely contained by a short, skin-tight skirt that left nothing to imagination.
Her hips swayed with every step, her thighs thick, her curves shameless and slutty.
She was a walking wet dream for the virgin soldiers.
"Back in the carriage, Jackie. I told you not to come out until I say so," Derisa snapped, shooting her daughter a warning glance.
"But Mooooom... you promised I'd get to see the battlefield!" Jackie whined in a sultry, almost teasing tone as she bounced on her feet.
Her colossal ass jiggled wildly, the flesh rippling and slapping against her skirt like a hypnotic wave.
The soldiers behind them-who'd just dismounted-froze, their eyes locked onto Jackie's shaking ass like starving dogs.
"What an ass..."
"How did someone like her come from someone as cruel as the Ruthless Sword Queen?"
"I'd kill anything to marry Madam Jackie..."
"Shut the fuck up, Jerk. I will marry her."
"No, I will."
****
But the moment Derisa turned her head, every soldier snapped their gazes away as if their lives depended on it.
'Ah... so she's the backup. Although she is so strict, but her daughter looks like a real slut' Leon thought, watching them through a narrow slit in the tent.
"Ma'am! Look - Sir James!" a soldier called, pointing east.
Derisa stepped forward. In the distance, a man approached with a smile spread across his face.
"James Joper... I am-"
"Derisa Demar, The Ruthless Sword Queen. One of the Twelve Generals. It's an honour, ma'am," James said smoothly, walking up and shaking her hand firmly.
"Seeing you alive is all the pleasure I need. Where are you coming from?" Derisa asked with a confused expression.
"From the Elf camp. They turned tail and ran after their ultimate attack crumbled in mid-air," James replied with a grin.
"James... you and your soldiers have done an excellent job in the last 24 hours. Not only did you survive, but you drove the enemy back. I'll make sure you're promoted-"
"It wasn't me." James spoke with a smile.
"What?" Derisa asked with a confused expression.
"It was because of that kid. He brought us mana and healing potions.
Hell, he's the one who saved us from the enchanted arrow that damn Elf prince fired at us", James admitted with a chuckle.
"What kid?" Derisa asked sharply.
"Oh, he should still be in one of the tents. Come, I'll introduce you. If anyone deserves reward-it's him," James offered and marched towards his tent.
"Oi, kid! Where are you?" James called, his voice echoing throughout the outpost-but no answer came.
"Kid?" He pushed open tent flaps one after another. Soldiers joined the search, looking through the tents -but Leon was gone.
"What the hell? Where did he vanish to?" James muttered, utterly bewildered.
"I don't see anyone, James. Maybe you're all exhausted and-"
"No! We're not going mad. The kid was real. Where do you think we got this crate from?" James spoke with a serious expression, pointing to a stacked crate of healing potions.
"Captain... he ate all our food," a soldier yelled, storming out of the food tent.
"What?" James marched to the tent and froze.
Their entire food supply obliterated.
Gone.
"But... that was a mountain of food..." he muttered, stunned.
"Don't worry. We brought extra food and potions", Derisa said calmly.
"Hah... maybe that kid was a really a god's messenger. Well-"
"Ma'am! Ma'am!" A guard sprinted towards Derisa, panting hard.
"What now?" she asked sharply.
"Ma'am... *huff-huff* our last wagon that was *huff* carrying the potions is gone!" he blurted.
"WHAT!?" Derisa roared, her eyes widening dangerously.
"Yes ma'am... whoever took it, dropped the crates on the ground and vanished with the wagon itself," the guard explained breathlessly.
"What? Why would someone take just the wagon? And what was the driver doing !?" Derisa snapped.
"The driver says he saw a silver coin rolling on the ground... he chased after it. When he turned back - the wagon was gone.
He's too scared to face you, ma'am. He's begging for mercy... says he's got a family and two small children," the guard relayed nervously.
"Tell him to start running back to the kingdom and never show his face to me again," Derisa ordered coldly.
"We also found this near the crates of potions, ma'am." The guard handed her a familiar red cloth-the one Leon wore over his face.
"Hahahaha... it was that damn kid! He wore this cloth all the time. Hahahaha... he got you good, ma'am!"
James howled with laughter.
"Captain... he drained ten bags of booze as well", a guard reported, holding up empty booze sacks.
"Wait... he drank straight from the bags?" James blinked, dumbfounded.
"I think he drank it all with the food, sir."
"That amount of booze should've dropped a man dead. How the hell did that brat stay standing?" James asked, incredulous.
****
—Somewhere between the Southern Border and the Human Kingdom —
A wagon thundered across the dusty road at breakneck speed.
*Clop-Clop-Clop-Clop*
Leon sat at the reins, a crazed grin plastered on his face..
"Hahaha... run faster, motherfucker! I always wanted to drive one of these things. This is so damn fun!
I can feel the booze buzzing in me and it's warmth, but I'm not even dizzy. Adaptive Body is so fucking cool," Leon cackled, snapping the reins harder. The horses screamed forward.
"Heinggggggg..."
"Slime, you good back there?" Leon asked, glancing behind.
The slime bounced cheerfully in the back of the wagon.
*Boing*
"Good... we ain't stopping before we hit the kingdom. And once I get back home....
I'm gonna drown myself in MILF pussy— *Achooo!*
Did i caught a cold with adaptive body? . Well whatever - RUN FASTER, BECAUSE I AM FLYING HAHAHAHA..."
*Stch*
*Clop-clop-clop-clop*
A wagon rolled to a stop before the village gates, the sharp echo of hooves fading into the night.
Both guards jolted upright from their stools.
"Who the hell is out here at this hour?" one guard muttered, glancing at his partner, both narrowing their eyes in confusion.
"State your name."
"What's your business here this late in our village?"
They stepped forward cautiously, spears angled towards the lone driver.
"Relax... it's just me," Leon muttered as he jumped down from the wagon, rubbing his temple with a grimace.
"Leon? What in the world are you doing driving a wagon this late?" one guard asked, bewildered.
"I will tell you that someday, it's a long story... I'm going home. My head's splitting." Leon grumbled as he strode past them towards the gate.
'Shit... the moment I deactivated Adaptive Body, the hangover hit me like a hammer. Never drinking that much again', he thought bitterly clenching his jaw.
"Hold it - wait. You can't enter the village without a permit," one guard spoke, stepping in front of him.
"Huh?" Leon blinked slowly, annoyance flashing in his eyes. "Look guys, I don't have time for this crap. My head is killing me - l will talk to you guys tomorrow."
"The new chief issued mandatory permit cards to everyone in the village, I think he is suspicious that someone from outside the village killed the chief."
"Yeah, we found food and other things in that abandoned house outside the village. I think they were planning it for a while." The other guard spoke.
"So, You are saying that I can't enter inside the village?" Leon asked with an Irritated expression.
"I am sorry Leon. These are direct orders and we can't disobey them." The guard held up a small wooden card in front of Leon's face.
"What the fuck?" Leon narrowed his gaze.
"Yeah, and to get a permit, you have to meet the new chief himself. Pretty sure he's asleep by now," the guard added.
Leon sighed, then slowly reached into his pocket. "Let's see... Will this permit work?"
A silver coin gleamed in the moonlight as he flipped it between his fingers.
"Whoa."
"A silver coin..."
Both guards stared at it like starved dogs eyeing a slab of meat.
"So... how long does this buy me on the permit?" Leon asked his lips curling into a smirk.
"T-three months?" one guard stammered, his hand already drifting toward the coin.
"Wrong answer." Leon flicked the coin back into his palm, his gaze sharp.
"Lifetime... right? For a friend, surely we can make that happen. What's a little permit between us friends?" his partner spoke up immediately, his voice low and greedy.
"R-right... lifetime sounds fair..." The guard swallowed hard.
"Good answer." Leon flicked the coin into the air and sauntered past the gates without another glance.
"Where did it go?"
"It fell into the grass."
"Search there... I will search here". Both of the guards immediately started to search the grass as they couldn't seem to find the coin.
*Pull*
With a little pull of his finger the coin came back flying to him.
*Catch*
"How idiot can someone be?" Leon spoke with a smile as he noticed that the guards were still on the ground searching for the coin.
****
As he passed by the new chief's house, Leon spotted two more guards posted rigidly at the front door.
'Oh... Looks like the new guy's pissing his pants after seeing what happened to the last one. Heh.' Leon smirked and made his way home.
*Knock-knock.*
He knocked lightly on the wooden door. A soft flicker of lamplight stirred inside the house.
"Leo... is that you?" Elaine's warm voice called out from within.
"Yeah, Mom," Leon answered.
*Click*
Elaine unlatched the door, her figure framed by the dim amber glow inside the house. She wore nothing but a sheer, purple nightgown-thin as mist and utterly transparent.
Beneath it, she wore only a pair of matching purple panties that clung to her hips; her heavy breasts swung freely, the gown was doing next to nothing to hide the plump weight of her bare flesh. Her inverted nipples hiding inside her huge areolas.
Leon's eyes dragged over her body, heat coiling low in his stomach.
'How the hell is anyone supposed to resist that slutty body? I had such sharp pain in my head a moment ago but as soon as I saw a naked MILF... it all just went away.
I think, I am a little dirty minded'. he thought with a grin, his cock stiffening rapidly, straining against his pants.
"Where have you been? I was so worried..." Elaine's voice trembled with concern as she stepped closer, her soft thighs shifting under the thin fabric.
"I just got caught up with some extra work. But I'm free now," Leon murmured, striding inside and feeling the warmth of the house.
*Achhooo*
"Oh no... did you catch a cold?" Elaine gasped, closing the distance between them instantly. Her hands skimmed over his arms, feeling the chill clinging to his skin.
"I'm fine," Leon said flatly, though a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
"No, you're freezing. You need to get under a blanket right now," Elaine scolded, her tone strict - but her eyes flicked down, clearly catching the tent forming in his pants.
"I don't need a blanket," Leon rasped, stepping into her space, his gaze filled with lust and only lust. "I need someone to warm me up. Preferably... a slutty mother."
"Remis..."
Leon activated his skill as he crushed his lips against hers and started sucking them.
*Chuuuuu*
The second their mouths collided, a jolt of raw arousal shot through Elaine like a lightning bolt. Her body buckled, knees quivering as her pussy clenched wildly under her soaked panties.
'Goodness... every time he touches me, my body just starts behaving so slutty on it's own... I lose everything... control, thought, reason... all of it', Elaine moaned inwardly, her thighs trembling violently as Leon's tongue plundered her mouth, dominating her completely.
Leon's hands slid down and seized her thick, soft ass, his fingers sinking deep into the luscious flesh as he kneaded them mercilessly.
His palms were rough and greedy, groping her like he owned every inch of her.
'What soft skin... No matter how many times I touch it. I just can't seem to get enough of this.' Leon thought as the lust filled his body completely.
His hand dipped lower, clutching the thin fabric of her panties. He twisted the delicate cloth, bunching it into a tight rope between his fingers.
Slowly, he yanked upward-forcing the panty to ride high into her dripping slit, the thin material cutting deliciously into her pussy lips as they puffed out from the sides, thick and desperate.
"Anhh~❤"
Elaine let out a sharp gasp inside his mouth, her entire body shuddering under his right grip.
*Schlp-Schip-Schlp.*
Leon had Elaine pinned flush against the cold wall of the hallway, her soft body helplessly holded by Leon's hands.
His mouth latched tight around her right nipple, sucking greedily and mercilessly, while his fingers tormented the other nipple-rolling, pinching, and flicking it fast enough to make her back arch like a bow.
"Anhh-Ahnnhh~❤ Ahnnnhhh~❤ L-Leo... Ahnn❤ Aren't you hungry? Don't you... Anhhh~ w-want to eat something?" Elaine gasped, her moans stuttering with every pull and twist of his relentless mouth and fingers.
"No, I am eating you."
Leon spoke with a smile, his voice thick with lust as he tugged her heavy tit back with his mouth, stretching her flesh obscenely before letting it slap wetly back against her chest.
*Slap*
*Schip-Schip-Schlp*
"ANNNHHH~!❤" Elaine cried out louder, her hips jerking involuntarily as her pussy gushed out with hot love juices into her already-soaked panties.
*Kiss-kiss*
Leon trailed his lips down her stomach, peppering kisses down her trembling waist as he slowly descended toward her wet pussy.
*Sniff*
"Mmm... would you look at this?" Leon's voice dripped with wicked satisfaction as his eyes locked on the wet patch spreading shamelessly across her panties.
"My slutty little Mother's pussy is dripping with so much pre-cum already and I've barely even touched her tits properly."
"Y-Your touch... it's not normal... No man in this village could ever make a woman's body tremble like you do. I swear - it's like you were born with a gift to break a woman's will with your touch." Elaine spoke her breath caught, face flushed and her chest heaving with desperation.
Leon smiled, as he lowered his face to her soft stomach. Slowly, he nuzzled the spot just above her womb, rubbing his nose in slow circles right over her sensitive and soft skin. The teasing touch made her abdomen twitch, her hips grinding forward instinctively in search of more.
"Anhh~❤ Leo... don't tease me like this..." Elaine whimpered, her voice thin and shaky with raw lust.
"Oh? And what exactly do you want me to do then, Mommy?" Leon purred, lips curling as his fingers flicked both her nipples in quick, sharp snaps.
*Flick-Flick*
"AHNNHH~❤ You're so mean!" Elaine gasped, her thighs trembling violently, knees buckling under the sharp but delicious flicks.
"Say it out loud, mom. Or I'll go warm my cock inside Selene's tight pussy instead... she always begs to be filled deep and she knows her way around words to please a man, you know that, right?
I bet she will wake up immediately as soon as my dick knocks on her womb's gate." Leon spoke with an evil smile.
Elaine's eyes widened in panic, her entire body shuddering under the weight of the threat. Her lips quivered and she swallowed hard, the thought of not getting fucked by Leon's dick made her pussy go wild from arousal.
"N-No... don't go to her... I-I'll say it..." she breathed, voice cracking. Her thighs pressed together, but her pre-cum was gushing too hard to hide anymore.
"I... I want you to pull my panties down and... and lick my... p-pussy and then use my pussy to warm your cock.
Please use my body to empty your balls❤."
Elaine finally choked out, her face turning deep crimson, her breath ragged with humiliation and animalistic desire.
"Very good..." Leon spoke as he immediately grabbed her panty from both sides and immediately pulled it down to her ankles, making her legs tremble.
Leon slowly placed his hand on her thick thighs and sqeezed them tightly.
*Squeeze*
"Anhhhh~❤" Elaine let out a moan as she instinctively opened her legs for Leon.
Leon smiled as he slowly leaned in and gave her wet pussy a lick.
*Lick*
"Anhhhh~❤" Elaine moaned as she tried to grab something on the wall but there was nothing.
"You like that, don't you? Now, take this." Leon spoke as he immediately stuffed his face in between her thighs and started licking her pussy like some crazy Maniac, giving her no time to even moan properly.
*Lick-Lick-Lick-Lick-Lick*
"ANHHHHHHHH~❤ CUMMINGGGGGGG~❤" Elaine shouted loudly as she made an Ahegao expression while grabbing her own thighs and released a fountain of cum all over Leon's face.
*SQUIRRRRRRRRT*
"Holy shit... How much are you gonna come?" Leon asked with a smile as he immediately removed his face from her thighs and noticed that she was still cumming like some broke slut.
*Thud*
Her legs lost the last bit of power they had in them and Elaine fell down to the floor on all fours, her orgasm still continuing.
"Well... That was good, huh?" Leon asked as he stood up and opened his pants.
As soon as his pants dropped to the floor, Leon's huge dick jumped out and stood up like a pole in front of Elaine's face.
"You know what, Mom? I think, my dick is smelling... Do you want to clean it?" Leon asked with a smile.
"I-I will clean it... I will clea-" Before she could've completed her sentence, Leon grabbed her hair and stuffed his cock into her mouth.
*GWAK*
"Good." He spoke with a satisfied expression.
'Haah... A feeling any man would die for. A MILF's mouth around my cock, feels so fucking good.' Leon thought as he started using her head to give himself a blowjob.
*GWAK-GWAK-GWAK-GWAK*
'Anhhh~ He is using my mouth as if I am his lust outlet toy. Anhh~ Whenever I smell and taste my son's dick... I feel this tingling sensation in my pussy.
I can't control my hands from rubbing it like crazy!' Elaine thought as her hand automatically went back to her pussy and started rubbing it rapidly.
*GWAK-GWAK-GWAK-GWAK*
"Okay... That's good. Now, I will use your another mouth to clean it some more. I hope you don't have a problem, Mom." Leon asked as he pulled his cock out of Elaine's mouth and saw the glistening saliva thread connecting his dick to her mouth.
"N-No... Son. I-l have no problems... Please use my pussy to warm up your cock❤." Elaine replied as she immediately turned around like an obedient bitch and opened her pussy for Leon.
"Well, you are getting good with words too." Leon spoke with a smile as he rammed his cock directly into her pussy.
*Slap*
"ΑΝΗΗΗΗΗΗ~❤"
****
*Blink! Blink!*
Leon's eyes opened slowly. His face was buried deep in something warm, thick and soft against his cheeks. His breath was heavy, the scent of sweat and sex still clinging to the room's air.
He slid a hand up and grabbed the thick piece of soft flesh.
'Mnhh... So soft, What is thi-' Before Leon could've completed his thought, he found out what it was.
Elaine's tits.
His face was wedged right between them, her skin hot and slick from last night. His cock twitched hard.
He was still buried deep inside her pussy, her tight, wet walls wrapped snugly around him. His arms were locked around her naked waist, hands gripping her soft curves tightly.
'Haa... I could stay like this all fucking day.' Leon thought, grinding his face deeper into her cleavage and dragging his tongue lazily across her skin. His cock throbbed inside her pussy, aching to start moving again.
"Haa... I could stay like this forever, But... I have a weapon to collect and a MILF to feed in the dungeon.
I will fuck her good once I get a bed down there. Doing it on a stone bed feels rough. ,' Leon thought.
With a grunt, he slowly peeled his face from her tits and sucked in a deep breath.
*Sniff! *
He exhaled sharply-and with a low growl, shoved his face right back into her breasts, rubbing them all over his face, savoring her heat and scent as his cock twitched again inside her soaked cunt.
'What the fuck am I doing...?' His jaw clenched. Slowly, he slid his cock out of her dripping pussy, her walls clenching tight around him before reluctantly letting him go with a wet squelch. His face left her tits next, completely damp from her sweat.
Leon stood up, pulling the blanket over her naked body. His eyes lingered on her curves for a long second before he turned and slipped out of the room.
'Hah... Still can't believe, I am fucking her every night'. Leon thought with a perverted smile.
Out in the backyard, Leon leaned over the basin and splashed cold water onto his face.
*Splash*
"Phew... fuck, I didn't want to wash my face in this cold water... but washing takes off the sleepy look off my fac-
*Swish*
A gust of wind cut across him, making his muscles tense.
"Alright, that's enough of this cold shit," he muttered, wiping his face with a towel immediately.
'I'm getting a bathtub tonight... big enough to fit Me, Elaine and Selene together. And I am going to have wet and slippery sex, that I deserve after a long day.' Leon thought as a slow, wicked grin curled up on his lips.
After getting dressed, Leon strode out of the house. He moved fast, boots hitting the dirt path as he made his way toward the village's exit.
-x-X-x-
"I can't do this."
Suddenly Leon's steps halted as he heard a voice coming from the chief's house front.
Two figures stood in front of the house. Leon's eyes narrowed, locking onto them instantly.
On the right stood Julia, the new Chief's daughter, clutching a wand in her hand and on the left a man in black butler - like clothes, standing sharp and composed.
"Come on, young miss... You can do it." the butler encouraged.
"Fireball..." Julia murmured, lifting her wand toward him. A small flicker of flame hovered at the tip before sputtering out into nothing.
"See... It won't stay," she huffed, frustration flashing across her face.
"Young miss, you have to keep supplying mana into the wand", the butler said calmly.
'Why the fuck are these two playing with magic this early? And who is he?' Leon thought, scowling as he immediately used his his skill on the butler.
[Name: Charles]
[Class: Mage]
[Race: Human]
[HP: 1300/1300]
[MP: 950/950]
[Description: Charles is the Butler of the Klen household for the past 1 years. His primary duty is to teach Julia magic and prepare her for the monthly Duels of Velthorne Academy.]
'Huh... How can a dumb bitch like her got enrolled into Velthorne Academy?' Leon thought with a really confused expression, his gaze shifting to the wand in Julia's grip.
Three red dots flickered over the wand's surface, pointing the mana leakages.
'Ah... leaking mana. That explains why she can't use even a simple spell like fireball'. Leon thought as a smirk spread across his face but he didn't care and started running once again.
"Hm? Who's that?" Julia asked, her eyes catching Leon striding toward them.
"Red eyes... rare for a human," Charles muttered, watching him closely.
"Wait... that's him", Julia snapped, her eyes narrowing. "We met him two days ago when we arrived. He was running then too."
"Well... We should get back to our practice young miss. You have to go to the academy after that." Charles spoke as he looked at Julia.
"Wait... I want to see him greet me. That day, he didn't knew that I was the chief's daughter and showed me attitude-"
*Step-step-step-step-step*
Before Julia could've completed her sentence, Leon passed both of them keeping a neutral expression on his face and sparing not even a single glance to her.
Silence slammed down for a long, heavy second.
Charles blinked, then slowly turned to look at Julia.
Her jaw clenched. Her eyes were locked on Leon's back, her body stiff with rage.
"Did... did he just walk past me? Without even greeting me?" Her voice dropped, thick with venom.
"Ma'am... maybe he didn't see-"
"Are you saying I'm invisible?" she hissed, bending the wand in her hands until it snapped clean in two.
*Tch*
"... That wand costed me seventy-five coppers, Ma'am."
Her nostrils flared. "I want to know everything about him. Every fucking thing. Now." She spun on her shoe and stormed toward the house.
"But young miss, your training-"
Julia didn't even answer. She just threw a middle finger back at him and slammed the door shut.
*Thud.*
"I-I understand," Charles muttered bitterly, his shoulders slumping. His face darkened as he turned toward the house.
'God... why do I always get saddled with stubborn bitches? First my wife, then my daughter, and now her... just fucking kill me already.' he thought grimly.
-x-X-x-
*Step-step-step-step-step*
Fifteen minutes of running, and Leon finally came to a halt in front of the Kingdom's gate.
"Huff..." His breath came steady but deep, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips. His chest rose and fell with calm excitement as he stepped forward and crossed through the entrance, eyes sharp and locked ahead.
The market streets lay ahead. Merchants shuffled, carts creaked, crates hit tabletops. It was early - too early for crowds but the quiet hum of life stirred around him. Leon moved through them like a shadow, weaving past shopkeepers setting up their stalls without breaking stride.
His pace was steady, but filled with excitement.
Five minutes later, he stood in front of Dekkn's Smithy.
Without pausing, he climbed the stone steps, boots tapping firmly, and raised his hand to knock.
*Knock-Knock*
He waited. Ten seconds passed. Silence.
Leon exhaled through his nose, lifted his hand again-
*Click*
The door creaked open just as his knuckles hovered mid-air.
Gerald squinted at him, his brows low, voice gruff.
"Hm...? You? So early? Did humans forget how to sleep or what?"
Leon didn't waste a breath. "Is it done?" His voice was tight, eager. His eyes didn't leave Gerald's face for a second.
Gerald held his gaze for a long beat, then jerked his head slightly. "Come in. Shut the door."
Without hesitation, Leon stepped inside. The heavy door thudded closed behind him.
Gerald moved toward the worktable with a slow, deliberate gait. His thick arms flexed as he reached underneath, pulling out a long, pitch-black sword wrapped tight in five thick cloth layers. His fingers gripped it firmly.
"Kid... what you gave me wasn't child's play," Gerald muttered, his voice dropping low. "I'll tell you straight - I've outdone myself this time."
He slid the sword onto the table.
*Tang*
The metal sang softly as it settled.
"For forty-six hours, I haven't stepped away from my forge and this is what came out of it."
Leon's gaze locked onto the weapon. His hand stretched forward and wrapped around the hilt slowly, deliberately. His fingers curled tight around it, testing the grip.
"Woah..." His voice fell quiet, as he lifted the sword.
"I call it Nyxter. The night's veil... Since it's pitch black like abyss." Gerald spoke with a proud smile.
[Name: Nyxter]
[Type: Weapon]
[Rank: Rare]
[Crafter: Gerald Lon Kiggester]
[Description: A special sword crafted by legendary blacksmith Gerald Lon Kiggester. Forged from Travertine a sacred, near-indestructible material from the Dwarf Kingdom. Don't be fooled by its dark look. The sword houses five distinct razor sharp blades, capable of slicing through nearly any surface.]
[Skill slots: 6]
[Skills: None]
[Enchantments: None]
Leon's fingers pressed firmly as he found the seam of the first cloth. With slow precision, he peeled it back.
A slender, dagger-like blade slid free, gleaming sharply no handle, just clean, cold metal. He laid it gently on the table and turned to the second cloth.
With a flick of his wrist, the second layer unraveled. Another blade, just as flawless, slipped loose into his palm.
"These blades? Travertine", Gerald muttered, stepping closer. His thick fingers closed around one of them. Without hesitation, he stabbed the blade straight into the wooden table.
The blade sank through effortlessly, sinking into the wood like a hot knife through wax.
"See that?" Gerald's lips curled into a sharp smile.
Leon's eyes narrowed slightly, lips parting.
"Damn." His voice vibrated low, filled with weight.
"That'll cost you twenty-five silvers more, " Gerald added coolly.
Leon's head snapped up, eyebrows raising.
"What!?" His chair scraped back as he shot to his feet, face hard.
"You're surprised, kid?"
"You said ten silvers. I gave you five already. Twenty-five more is a damn joke." Leon's hand slid into his pocket. He tossed five silvers onto the table with a clink.
Gerald shrugged, his expression calm and unfazed. He smoothly slid the sword away from Leon and dropped a single blade back onto the table in front of him.
"This is what you get for 10 silver."
"That's cheating", Leon muttered, his voice low and flat.
"No. That's called generosity. If I'd forged this with normal iron, you wouldn't have even made it to your first fight before it shattered."
Gerald's gaze darkened slightly. "Go ask around any dwarf, his forge will tell you what Travertine's worth."
Leon's jaw ticked. His eyes flicked to the blade again.
'Rare rank... yeah, he's not bluffing. Travertine's must be real, the description also says it's indestructible. Dwarves don't lie about craftsmanship. I'll trust it.'
His shoulders dropped slightly as he met Gerald's stare head-on.
"How about twenty silvers?" His tone was sharp, unmoving.
"Twenty-four silvers and fifty coppers. Final word. Material fee only. No labor cost. Plus lifetime free repairs." Gerald crossed his arms, standing firm.
Leon sucked in a breath through his teeth, jaw flexing. Then he reached into his pocket again and flipped out the gold coin.
"Got change?" His voice dropped, cold and clean.
Gerald's eyes locked on the coin like a starving man. His hand shot forward instinctively.
Leon pulled it back just an inch. "Change?" His brow arched slightly.
"Y-Yeah. Yeah. Don't worry," Gerald coughed, straightening up. "You check the sword. I'll grab your change."
Leon sat back down, never taking his eyes off the weapon. His hands closed around the hilt again, fingers dragging slowly down its length.
'Light. Balanced. Perfect fit.'
He peeled the third cloth. The fourth blade slid free slick and razor-edged. The steel kissed his skin, slicing a fine, red line across his finger with just the faintest pressure.
"Damn... dangerous stuff", Leon muttered under his breath, setting the blade aside carefully. His eyes sharpened even more.
With calm precision, he undid the final cloth.
Two more blades dropped free the thick core of the sword, and the last piece still bound to the handle..
He laid them all out in a clean line across the table, gaze heavy, breathing steady.
Then, without a word, Leon raised his hand.
"Threads..."
Five invisible mana threads snapped into existence, stretching from his fingers to the blades.
One by one, they rose smoothly into the air floating, turning gently under Leon's control.
'Haha... This is going to' Before Leon could've completed his sentence, one of the blade shot into the table.
"Oh shit... I can't control them-"
*Swish-Swish-Swish-Swish*
All the other four blades also started shooting into random directions.
"Okay... here's your seventy-five silver as chan-" Gerald returned with a pouch of coins, but the words died on his tongue.
His gaze snapped upward, narrowing on the four Nyxter blades embedded in the ceiling-and the fifth one sunk deep into his table.
Slowly, his eyes shifted to Leon, who was also observing the blades with an impassive stare.
"I don't want to know. Take your change, take your sword, and get the fuck out of my shop.'' Gerald's voice was dry as he tossed the bag of silver toward Leon.
*Catch*
"Can I get a sheath for the sword?" Leon asked, a faint smile playing on his lips.
****
Leon stood in front of the smithy looking at Gerald's irritated face behind the door.
"Don't come back... annoying human."
*THUD*
The door slammed shut behind him. Leon exhaled quietly and examined the Nyxter resting in a sleek black sheath, its leather fine and perfectly fitted.
"Store," Leon spoke as the Nyxter disappeared from his hand and appeared into the inventory.
'I can't control more than one object with mana threads? The moment I tried manipulating all the blades, they spiraled out of control. I focused on one blade, but then the others slipped away... when I shifted focus again, everything collapsed'. His brow furrowed as he moved through the market, casually buying fruits and vegetables from a nearby vendor.
'I need to grab utensils for Olga so she can cook properly. And that bathtub-l still need to get that sorted.' Leon thought as he started walking towards the furniture district.
After ten minutes of weaving through cobbled streets, he finally found a furniture shop-One that didn't have the board saying 'Commoners Not Allowed'. It was modest but decent enough.
*Creak+
The wooden door groaned as Leon stepped inside. A man sat slouched at the counter, his hat tilted over his face, clearly asleep.
"Hello...?" Leon called, approaching him slowly.
"Chairs, two coppers a piece. Tables, five coppers. Wooden utensils-we don't sell 'em." The man's voice was gruff, his hat remaining firmly over his face.
"I want a bathtub," Leon said flatly.
"You want what?" The man finally lifted his head, revealing sharp grey eyes, chiseled features, and a handsome face that couldn't have seen more than thirty years old.
"A bathtub," Leon repeated evenly looking around the shop, noticing spiderwebs and dust all over the place.
The man let out a quiet chuckle, leaning back. "A Bathtub, Wardrobe, Bed and Fancy Chairs. Those are luxury item, kid. We don't sell those or rather, we're not allowed to make them."
Leon's eyes narrowed as he quietly activated his skill.
[Name: Kai]
[Class: Carpenter]
[Race: Human]
[HP: 600/600]
[MP: 300/300]
[Description: Kai is a passionate carpenter who once dreamed of crafting unique and unparalleled wooden creations.
His skills surpassed even the Royal Carpenters, and when he sold his works to commoners, the nobles banned him from crafting anything beyond simple chairs and tables.]
'Well... isn't that interesting'. A smirk tugged at Leon's lips as an idea sparked in his mind.
"So... can't craft anything fancy, huh? Any particular reason?" Leon asked mildly as he dragged out a chair and sat.
"If I so much as think about making something other than chairs and tables, this shop we're sitting in? Gone.
No noble wants to see the same furniture in his house and a Commoner's House. So instead of banning you from buying it, they just banned us from making it.
I don't make it, you don't get it and Noble carpenters, oh well... they won't sell it to you. They aren't even carpenters, just some thiefs saying their class is carpenter. Oh well, door is there if you don't want to buy chair or table." Kai's smile was bitter but calm.
"Hey, Kai... want to work for me?" Leon's voice dropped low, confident.
'If I can pull him in... I'll have some really good furniture crafted for the dungeon'. Leon thought as his smirk deepened.
Kai's brow furrowed. "How do you know my name?"
"Don't worry about that. Just answer the question. What do you say?"
Kai hesitated, his jaw clenched tight. "Look... I've got a family. If anyone catches me making luxury furniture here, I'll rot in prison for life.
So, No matter how much you offer me. I can't make it."
"I'll give you a place far from noble or royal jurisdiction-a place where no one will stop you from crafting anything you want." Leon's words were soft but laced with promise.
"There's no such place."
"Oh, there is. Now, Kai... what do you say? You'll be free to craft anything you've been banned from.
It's your choice to make." Leon spoke as he stood up from the chair.
Kai swallowed hard as he saw truth in Leon's words. "E-Even beds and dressing tables with Royal designs? Can I Make them too?"
'Cat is in the bag... Now, I just need to trap it.' Leon thought.
"Yes. And I'll buy everything you make. So-will you work for me?"
Kai exhaled shakily, his defenses cracking. "Fine... but you'll have to provide the wood."
"Oh, I've got plenty of wood." Leon spoke with a smile.
"Where do I have to go?" Kai asked, still wary.
"I'll be back after picking up a few more things. Then we'll head there. But before that..." Leon rested both palms on the counter, his voice and expressions turning cold. "There's something you should understand."
"What?" Kai blinked, confused.
*Tap*
Leon's fingertip drummed against the wood counter-and in an instant, a pitch-black blade shot from his back pocket, streaking toward Kai's throat.
*Swish*
The blade froze a mere centimeter from his skin.
"What the-!?"
"Kai," Leon's voice darkened, his expression unflinching, "if anyone other than you discovers the location I'm about to show you... I can't guarantee your safety. Do you understand?"
"I-I understand. I swear on my family... I'll take the secret to my grave," Kai stammered, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.
"Good." Leon's smile returned as he withdrew the blade and extended his hand. "Pleasure doing business with you."
"Y-yeah... same here," Kai muttered, his handshake weak and trembling.
' It was good decision to keep one of the blade out.' Leon thought as he exited the shop with a smile.
****
*Ting*
Leon stepped into the utensil shop and saw the same old man from before.
"What do you want, kid?" the old man asked with a neutral expression, glancing at Leon.
"I need some utensils and Leon began, but his eyes drifted to the half-eaten creame puff sitting on the counter.
"No, no... Don't look at that. It's mine," the old man grumbled as he hurriedly stuffed the rest of the creame puff into his mouth, Like it's the last piece of food he is ever going to eat.
*Nom-Nom-Nom*
'Ah... shit. I never collected the money for those creame puffs from Ellie's family. I'll have to get that too, Leon thought, keeping his expression neutral as the old man chewed greedily.
"Well... what do you want?" the old man asked again, brushing crumbs from his beard.
"Utensils. A pan, some bowls, and spoons, Leon said flatly.
"Tell me one by one. I'm old, kid," the man grumbled as he stood up.
****
—15 minutes later—
Leon stepped out of the shop, arms full of utensils, and stretched his back.
He then looked around and as soon as he got assured that no one is looking at him, he spoke the word.
"Store."
All the utensils disappeared from his hand except a spoon.
"Fucking hell... Inventory is full. I have to level it up and make more space. Leon spoke as he placed the spoon into his pocket and moved on.
"Now... where can I find an enchanter who can enchant weapons ?" he muttered, scanning the busy market.
"Hello, mister! Would you like to buy a creame puff ?"
The familiar voice made Leon turn immediately. Ellie stood behind him, smiling.
Today she wasn't in baggy or dirty clothes. She wore a neat green new outfit, her hair tied back into a ponytail, and she balanced a tray of creame puffs in her hands.
"Ah... Ellie," Leon spoke with a small smile.
"Sir Leon, I greet you," she replied cheerfully, bowing her head to him.
"Business is blooming, huh?" Leon asked as he took a Creame Puff from the plate.
"Yes, sir. All thanks to you. But... you never came to collect the money?" Ellie tilted her head curiously.
"Yeah, I got a little busy due to some work, Leon said casually.
"I even tried to find your house in the human village outside the kingdom, but they said they didn't know anyone named Sir Leon," she added.
"Which village did you go to?" Leon asked with a confused expression.
"Yundero Village."
"No, no... that's on the west side. My village is on the south side of the kingdom," Leon corrected.
"Ah, I understand now," Ellie nodded.
"So... how much did you sell?" Leon asked.
"In the past four days, we've sold over seven thousand coppers worth of creame puffs and made a profit of six thousand coppers. I have three thousand coppers packed at home for you, Sir. I can fetch it right now if you want," she said with a big smile.
"Okay, first of all-never say those numbers out loud like that. And never bring that much money to the market. I'll come by your house later and collect it if I have time today,
You did good work, Ellie." Leon instructed, patting her gently on the head.
"Yes, sir. I understand and thank you for the appreciation." Ellie nodded again with a big smile.
"Hi... can I buy a creame puff?"
A beastkin man, covered in coarse brown fur, approached and handed Ellie five coppers.
"No," Ellie replied flatly as she gave him the coins back.
"But-" Before the man could've completed his sentence Ellie interrupted.
"I said no. I don't want to sell to you. Now get lost," she snapped.
"Listen here, little girl. I'm paying you the full price for this crap, so hand it over-" The man started speaking as he grabbed her neck.
Before he could finish, Leon's hand shot out and clamped around the man's neck.
*Grab*
"What the-"
"Didn't your mother teach you how to talk to little girls?" Leon asked coldly, his grip tightening.
*Clench*
"W-Who are you? *cough* L-Let go *cough-cough* of my neck!" the man gasped, clawing at Leon's hand and trying to pull away.
Leon's eyes turned jet black as a surge of power coursed through his body.
*CLENCH*
His fingers dug in even harder into his neck.
"W-What the fuck *cough-cough* I-I can't breathe..." the man wheezed, panic rising in his eyes.
"Oh my god..."
"What's happening?"
"Looks like a fight's breaking out!"
Within seconds, a crowd had gathered around them.
"I-I'm sorry *cough-cough* I'll never bother her again. *cough-cough* Please let me go!" the man gasped, his eyes reddening from lack of air.
"Sir... he's not worth it", Ellie said softly, placing her small hand on Leon's leg with a worried look.
'Shit... I'm attracting too much attention', Leon thought, releasing his grip and turning off the skill.
"If I ever see you near her again, you'll die a dog's death, Leon warned coldly before grabbing Ellie's hand and walking away.
*COUGH-COUGH*
****
"T-Thank you, Sir Leon", Ellie said, bowing once again.
"Don't worry about it. But tell me, why didn't you sell him the creame puff?" Leon asked as they walked through the market.
"He's one of the villagers who calls my mom a whore... and I don't like him. He also beat my brother once," Ellie admitted quietly, her eyes downcast.
"I see," Leon murmured.
"Being weak sucks in this world... anyone can hurt your family, and you can't do anything about it," Ellie muttered bitterly.
"You want to get stronger?" Leon asked, glancing at her.
"I do... but beastkin near the human kingdom aren't allowed to learn combat skills or magic spells. It's what the royal court decided when they took us in after the war", Ellie explained, her voice low.
"Rules are for people who want to get crushed by those in power, darling. They're made by the weak who have numbers to keep you in control," Leon spoke with a smile.
*****
After some time....
"I'll take my leave now. But if anyone tries to mess with you... tell me." Leon said, his expression flat as he looked at Ellie.
"Thank you for your help, Sir Leon. When you come by the house, I'll make you a proper meal this time, I promise.
I'll take my leave now, I have to sell these Creame Puffs and buy bread for the next batch." Ellie smiled, then turned and disappeared into the crowd.
Leon also turned and made his way towards Kai's shop.
After a ten-minute walk, he finally stood in front of the old wooden door.
*Click*
He stepped inside and found Kai standing by the counter, a bag slung over his right shoulder.
"I'm ready," Kai said with a grin.
"What's in the bag?" Leon asked, narrowing his eyes.
"My tools. Specially enchanted by the Enchanters from the High Tower," He replied as both of them stepped out and Kai locked the shop behind him.
'High Tower? What the hell is that?' Leon thought, frowning.
"So... how good are those High Tower Enchanters?" Leon asked to get more information about the enchanters.
"Oh, the best enchanters you'll find in this kingdom. If you want anything enchanted, you go to them. Problem is... they're insane", Kai replied casually as they started walking toward the wagon station.
"Insane?" Leon asked with a confused expression.
"Yeah. Most of the time when you ask for an enchantment, they demand materials you can't even imagine getting.
Like if you want to increase your weapon's speed, They'll ask for the blood and core of a Thunder Jaguar.
If you want sharpness, They'll demand the teeth and bones of a Gravethorn Wyrm. I have seen that monster in books and that thing's bigger than five men stacked on top of each other.
Most people either die trying to collect the materials on their own... or spend their whole life forming parties just to search for them.
The rich mages also set up quests on the guild board". Kai replied as he shook his head in disappointment.
Leon raised an eyebrow. "What about you? How'd you get yours? Did you also Fought a golem for its balls or what?"
"Hahaha... No, No... I asked for basic enchantments. Those just cost money. No hunting monsters for me." Kai replied with a smile.
"I see. What kind of basic enchantments did you get?" Leon asked.
"My hammer has a minor Strength Enchantment, and my chisels have various sharpness enchantments. I can control how much force I put into every strike by channeling mana into them.
But, they have limitations." Kai replied.
"Not bad," Leon muttered as they reached the wagon station and climbed into the wagon.
"Good enough for me. Cost me seventy coppers to get them done. Then the nobles banned me from making anything fancy.
Never got to use them on proper furniture, just tables and chairs," Kai said with a hint of disappointment.
"You'll get to use them properly now. Here." Leon handed him a white handkerchief. "Wrap this around your eyes."
Kai blinked. "Why?"
"I have trust issues." Leon replied with straight face..
"Ah... fair enough." Kai tied the cloth over his eyes.
Ten minutes later, the wagon stopped.
"Okay, we get off here", Leon said, gripping Kai's shoulder and guiding him down.
"Where are we?" Kai asked, blindfolded and confused.
"Walk with me. We're almost there." Leon spoke as he led him through the woods and into the dungeon entrance.
"I'm taking it off now." Leon untied the cloth from Kai's eyes.
"Uh... I don't think you removed it properly. I still can't see anything," Kai said as he ran his hands along the wall.
"Hold up." Leon pulled a lamp from his inventory and lit it.
As the warm light spread through the room, Kai blinked and looked at the stone walls around him.
"What is this place?" he asked, stepping closer to the wall.
"It's a dungeon," Leon replied flatly.
Kai froze. "Wait... what?"
"Yeah."
"Oh my god... are you insane? There could be monsters in here-"
"Don't worry. I own it." Leon replied with a smile.
Kai stared at him, horrified. "What? You can't own a dungeon. You're human. Only monsters can own them."
"Don't worry too much about that stuff, Just do your work. This is your floor to work on. I'll bring you wood later. Get comfortable-and don't go to the second floor", Leon said, handing him the lamp.
"Why? What's on the second floor?" Kai asked with a confused expression.
"Don't worry about it. Just get your tools ready. I'll be back." Leon replied with a smile as he vanished into thin air.
*Swish*
Kai stumbled back, his jaw slack. "What the hell ?!"
'What the fuck have I gotten myself into...?' he thought, clutching the lamp as sweat started forming over his body.
****
Third Room
Leon's body flickered back into existence.
"I greet you, my master," Elis said, bowing deeply.
"Huh...? You look a little bigger than before." Leon spoke as he noticed that the colour of her core has turned dark blue and the Aura that her body is made out of has also gotten thicker.
"Yes, Master... I have evolved." Elis replied with a neutral expression.
"Oh, Nice..." Leon spoke as he immediately used his skill on her.
[Name: Elis]
[Race: Unknown]
[Class: Dungeon Core]
[Rank: E]
[Master: Leon Luster]
[HP: 9000/9000]
[MP: 180000/30000000]
[Description: Elis is a Dungeon Core, binded to Leon Luster. She can store a huge amount of mana inside her body and change the nature of dungeon accordingly with it.
She can now also control three elementals inside the dungeon... Fire, Water and Air.]
'Three elementals?' Leon thought for a second but he ignored it for now.
"So, can you make more rooms now, Elis?" He asked with an excited expression.
"Yes Master, I can manage four more rooms now." Elis replied.
"Leon? Are you back?" Olga's voice echoed uncertainly in the dark.
"Oh, she is also here, Hold on." Leon spoke as he pulled out ten lamps from his inventory that he had bought from the market earlier and set them on the floor.
"Elis, light them up and spread them out through the room." Leon ordered.
"As you command, Master", Elis said. She pressed her palm to the ground, and the lamps burst to life, gliding to different corners of the room.
The dim stone room glowed warmly, revealing Olga sitting on the stone bed, soaked from head to toe.
Her wet clothes clung tightly to her huge boobs and thick ass.
Leon smirked, his eyes darkening.
"Well... that's one view I wouldn't mind seeing more often," he muttered with a grin.
Olga rose from the stone bed, her soaked clothes clinging tight as she walked toward Leon. The fabric molded itself to her body her thin blouse pressed against her bare chest, the soft shape of her breasts outlined beneath, dark brown nipples faintly visible through the wet cloth.
Her white wet skirt wrapped around her thick thighs, the dampness tracing every curve without mercy.
She stopped in front of Leon, close enough that he could see the drops sliding down her collarbone, disappearing into her cleavage.
With a gentle motion, she brushed her wet hair back from her face.
"Leon... I'm wet," she said softly, her tone neutral.
'Control, You can't just slam her down to the ground, tear her clothes apart and fuck her like some stupid lust driven beast.
Wait, who is stopping- No, No... That's wrong.' Leon thought as his jaw tightened, his stare shamelessly roaming all over her body and his dick making a huge tent in his pants.
"Yeah... I can see that. So, Care to explain... How this happened?" Leon asked his eyes continuously eye-fucking her boobs.
"I was trying to make a huge water bubble over my head, suddenly the candles went out, and I lost focus... it spilled all over me." Olga explained her voice and expressions remaining innocent.
'Calm down. You can't say that to her. She-'
Before Leon's thoughts could finish, his cock snapped control of his mouth.
"So... why don't you take them off?" His voice wasn't smooth anymore. It cracked low and dirty. His smile twisted into a really perverted smile.
Olga blinked softly and unaware. Her lips parted in gentle confusion. "What?"
"I mean... your clothes are wet. Just... take them off or you will catch a cold." His words came out sharp. Leon's eyes were bolted to every soaked inch of her body.
His cock pulsed so violently it felt like it was splitting veins.
'She won't fall for something that dumb-'
"You're right. I should take off my clothes or I'll catch a cold." Olga smiled, all innocent acceptance, as her fingers started opening the strings of her bodice.
'Thank you God, for making dumb women in this world too.' Leon's throat locked tight. His eyes sharpened like blades as her fingers tugged the fabric loose.
*Swish*
Olga pulled her bodice out with a swift thrust- and her tits erupted into the open.
They burst free, bouncing violently, clapping together against her chest before settling into a heavy, slow sway that seemed to mock gravity itself.
Two massive, round mountains of slick, soft flesh her areolas wide and dark, textured like silk velvet, nipples thick and stiff, standing straight up.
Leon's cock twitched so hard it hurt.
'I swear to fucking God, I'll bite those nipples until she screams and those areolas, They are made to be sucked on.'
*Gulp*
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Phew... it feels so nice", Olga sighed softly, stretching her arms overhead without a care. Her tits lifted and spread with the motion, their weight shifting obscenely.
"I think I'm wet under my boobs too," she murmured, sliding her hands beneath them with gentle curiosity.
Her palms scooped under the fat swell, mashing and lifting those fleshy mounds upward. They jiggled violently, slapping softly against each other, water cascading in thick rivulets down the curves. It raced to her nipples where fat droplets clung and trembled, dangling heavily before falling slow and wet.
Leon's whole body shuddered. His cock felt like molten stone, twitching uncontrollably.
'Leon control yourself... She is a dumb girl and you can't take benefit of.... '
"Maybe you should... remove your skirt too," he spoke. His stare dragged down to her hips. "It's wet as well. Cold will creep up your legs, you know."
"Oh, you're right! I'll remove it immediately." Olga smiled brightly and hooked her fingers into her skirt's waistband, peeling it down her hips.
"Wait... Wear it back. You need to do it again." Leon spoke as he walked behind Olga.
"What? But Why?" Olga asked with a confused expression.
"Well, it's not a goodluck if you remove your skirt so fast. Don't you know? You need to remove it slowly, while someone watches you from behind." Leon spoke with a smile.
"Really?" Olga asked with a suspicious expression.
"You know, People die from that badluck." Leon spoke with a serious expression.
"I-I see... I will do it slowly then." Olga spoke as she rolled her skirt up and started rolling it down once again by bending down slowly.
Her huge ass bulged out from the back as the skirt slipped down, revealing thick, luscious thighs drenched and shimmering, water streaking down the plush flesh. Between them, her soaked black panties molded tight against her pussy lips, the fabric vanishing into every curve and fold.
Her ass cheeks swallowed the cloth, fat and jiggling as she stood straight again.
"Good... now you won't die." Leon spoke as he walked back to the front and noticed that above the black panties, thick red curls, soaked and untamed, spilled freely.
Leon's jaw quivered as more drool spilled from his mouth.
'I swear on my life, I'll rip those panties off with my teeth. I'll eat that pussy until my nose drowns in her scent. I'll breed her so hard she'll never fucking walk again.'
"I feel... even lighter now," Olga giggled sweetly, stepping out of her skirt. Her hips rolled softly, tits bouncing wildly, thighs clapping faintly together as droplets sprayed from her skin.
"Okay, this is it... I am-
"ΑΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗΗ... MONSTERSSSSS." Suddenly, a screaming sound came from the second floor.
"That stupid fuck... I told him not to come to the second floor." Leon spoke as he immediately disappeared from the first floor.
He then re-appeared at the second floor and noticed that the Slimes are all standing on one side of the floor and Kai is standing on the other side with the lamp.
"What hell are you doing here?" Leon asked.
"What the-!?" Kai immediately turned around and noticed that Leon was standing right behind him.
"I-I thought I heard some noise coming from the second floor... S-So-"
"Kai, I promised to give you a place in here and I told you not to go on the second floor... Which part of that conversation didn't you understand?
Go on the first floor... I will bring you a tree. You need to start making that bathtub, I need it by tonight." Leon spoke with a serious expression.
"Y-Yes..." Kai spoke as both of them walked back to the first floor.
'Fucking Hell... Why did I have to bring him here, today? I could easily fucked that dumb bitch.' Leon thought with an Irritated expression.
****
Leon stood still outside the dungeon, right in front of a huge tree.
He looked up at it with a neutral expression.
"Well then let's make a skill and bring this tree down for my bathtub." Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he activated the skill.
[Please pick a name for the skill...]
"Blast Seal."
[Skill 'Blast Seal' has been created.]
[Rank has been set to F by default.]
[Please state the use of the skill.]
Leon began speaking clearly and directly.
"When used, this skill will enchant the user's hand with a seal marker. Wherever the seal is applied, it will create a very small almost negligible explosion, dealing -1 HP damage on command. Each seal costs 20 mana. Seals can be applied back-to-back and if two or more are applied close together, the next seal's damage will increase exponentially by 1%."
[Processing...]
Leon stared at the screen and thought to himself.
'After creating "Mana Return," I was trying to make something similar. I think I found the right wording with this skill.
If I make the system think it's a weak skill, I can get something like this approved. First seal deals 1 HP damage.
If I place another seal near it, it'll do 1.01 HP. Then Ten seals will deal 10.43 HP damage, Twenty will deal 22.02 Damage, at hundred seals it should hits around 170 HP Damage but twist comes when thousand seals are applied to an opponent... Because it will deal around 20000 damage and that is broken. And the system won't flag it.
Because when reading the skill, it costs 20 mana per seal and barely increases the damage. But... with infinite mana, it should make one hell of a damage dealing skill.' Leon thought with a serious expression.
[Skill description accepted.]
Leon smirked and clenched his fist.
[Please select a chant word for the skill (Blast Seal).]
"Seal."
[Chant 'Seal' has been registered.]
[Mana Cost: 20 MP per seal]
[Cooldown: 5 minutes after each blast]
[Would you like to learn this skill or destroy it?]
"Learn it."
[Congratulations! You have successfully learned the skill (Blast Seal)]
Leon stepped forward, facing the tree again.
"Now... let's test it.' Leon spoke with a smile as he activated the skill.
"Seal."
A small glowing circle appeared on his palm. He touched the tree and removed his hand.
[Seal Applied]
[-20 MP]
[+102090 MP]
[Please select chant to detonate the seal...]
Leon paused for a second.
"Huh. A chant to blow it up...?"
"Kaboom." Leon spoke without thinking much.
[Chant 'Kaboom' registered as the detonation trigger]
'Although the skill looks good on paper calculations, There's still one big problem with it and that is time.
If I can't apply seals fast enough in a fight, the damage will amount to nothing, making it a stupid skill to be used in a fight against a moving target.
But, I have thought of a way to bypass it as well, if placing my hand once applies a single seal, then sliding it should...' Leon thought as he touched the tree again and this time slid his hand to the right slowly.
Notifications started popping up.
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
...
"Haha... It's working." Leon spoke as a smile appeared over his face and he kept sliding.
'One seal can't be applied over the other one unless I take my hand off and place it over it again, but if I slide my hand around the empty surface, I can make more and more seals.
Just like I thought'. Leon thought with a smile as he stopped his hand at one place but the notification didn't stop.
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
...
More and more messages appeared in front of his face without any stops.
"What the fuck...?" He asked with a confused expression as he couldn't understand what was happening and suddenly he felt his head getting heavier.
"Oh fuck-" Leon spoke as his mana dropped sharply and he immediately pulled his hand back.
[-400 MP]
[+102101 MP]
As soon as the mana regenerated back to full, He felt his head getting back to the normal state.
'Fucking hell... I need to get my level up or this mana draining shit will keep torturing me.
Even Adaptive Body doesn't get to turn on because it regenerates so fast.' Leon thought as he slowly looked up at the tree's stump and noticed the seal that he just created.
It was darker than the other seals and clearly visible from a distance.
"The seal is... stacked?" Leon muttered with a confused expression as he slowly looked at his hand again.
'How is that happening? I can understand that the seals are being applied on the empty space but why didn't they stack when I touched it the first time?' Leon asked with a confused expression.
"I need to see this again." He spoke as he placed his hand over the tree again.
[Seal Applied]
Suddenly, a single notification popped up in front of his face.
'Okay... Will it start stacking now?' Leon thought with a confused expression as kept waiting.
Ten seconds passed and nothing happened.
Suddenly, he began sliding his hand upwards.
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
The notifications started popping slowly as the seals were being imprinted on the tree's stump as his hand moved upwards slowly.
Suddenly, Leon stopped his hand in one place and his mana started dropping rapidly, as notifications flooded his view.
"The seals... they're being applied over the same spot again." Leon spoke as his eyes widened in shock and his body weakened slightly.
But before it got worse, his mana regeneration kicked in again.
[-400 MP]
[+102106 MP]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
[Seal Applied]
Leon removed his hand from the stump as he understood, why it was happening.
"I'm not removing my hand. That's why the system doesn't reset the seal point. But it also can't stop the skill from applying more seals at empty surface either. Because that would go against the description I gave 'back to back'. It's stuck in a loop.
Applying one seal won't trigger it, but if I move my hand and stop it at one location after that, it will go crazy."
He stepped back, breathing heavily, and did some quick calculations in his mind.
'Holy shit... What did I just create?'
'I can turn anything from a small wooden piece to a massive building into a bomb. A massive, controlled explosion. So I'm draining 400 mana per second. At 20 mana per seal, that's 20 seals a second. Which means... in 50 seconds, I can reach 1,000 seals easily!'
'That's over 20,000 damage and if I kept holding it for one hour, the damage numbers will cross into trillions.
There has to be some limit on this skill and if there isn't one... Then I could destroy a whole kingdom in less than an hour.
Fuck the kingdom... I can destroy this whole country in 24 hours. It's sad, that I can't test it... I mean, Who would want to destroy a country full of sexually frustrated MILFs?
But, I will still test a thousand seals on a tree just not near the dungeon', Leon thought with a smile as he started walking inside the forest.
****
Somewhere High above the mortal worlds, in a quiet corner, two angels sat on a glowing marble bench.
One of them was the same angle that transferred Leon's soul to the other world.
"So, You killed him by mistake and sent him to another world with a magical smartphone?" The angel asked with a confused expression.
"Yeah," the other angel said. "He asked for one. I figured it was harmless until I keep a close eye on him. He's having fun down there and I think there are many girls who wants to marry him."
"What about you? Didn't you kill a guy who wasn't supposed to die?" He asked with a confused expression.
"Yeah that was a big blunder, I was only supposed to take out a cat walking through an abandoned street.
That stupid human came in between and got himself killed. I had to transfer his soul in another world and took a verbal oath that he won't tell anyone about it.
If he breaks it, he will die immediately and my work will be less". The angel replied with a neutral expression.
"Well, aren't you watching him then?"
"Not really. He's boring. Just tries to mate with every married woman he sees. Spends his time drawing some long numbers in snow.
After that I stopped observing him."
The other angel blinked. "What?"
"Yeah. I'll check on him again in twenty years. Kill him again, process his soul. Back to being the perfect angle."
"You're lucky. Mine's got forty more years left, and because of that magical smartphone, I have to keep watching him 24/7."
"Sad for you huh? Mine can't do anything... He has no good skills and I don't think, he will get any."