I burn the orcs Isti sent to death with Fire Ball, no delay.
We took down way more orcs than yesterday. Enough to fill four large soul stones. But my level growth stopped at 87—I guessed why.
Killing orcs no longer helped my progress.
“Isti, how do I level up more here?”
“Hunt minotaurs, gargoyles, hobgoblins, or skeleton warriors.”
“How strong are they?”
“Gold-rank adventurers need three or more in a party to take them. Many die.”
I see. This might be my limit.
I’m not living to die as an adventurer, so risking more could be pointless.
“Fill the rest of the soul stones?”
“…”
Isti looked elsewhere, as if something bothered her.
“Isti?”
“Decal, a boss is nearby. The cause of this monster outbreak.”
A scream rang out close by.
“Argh! Help!”
“Let’s check.”
I hurried with Isti toward the scream.
There was a giant… no, an orc.
Absurdly huge. About twice my height?
It was muscular, wielding a sharply honed double-edged axe, already stained red with fresh bl00d from several kills.
“I’m saved!”
“Look, the Noble Huntress!”
“We’re alive!”
“Take down that orc!”
Defeated adventurers lay scattered, half-dead from the orc.
It leered at us, tongue flicking out.
“Woman, come to me, and I’ll spare your life.”
What? It speaks human?
The sight made my hair stand on end.
“Ditch that male and join me. Now.”
Isti aimed her bow.
Taking it as a signal, the orc charged.
“Gah!”
A monster over 3 meters tall rushing me froze my b0dy in fear.
Isti calmly nocked an arrow.
The orc hurled its axe at her.
In a split second— Isti’s arrow pierced the orc’s head, leaving a trail of light.
The iron double-edged axe, mid-flight, shattered into glass-like shards, proving the arrow’s power.
Headless, the orc collapsed to its knees.
Arrows followed—one, two, three—into its chest.
Isti stopped firing only after boring three face-sized holes in its torso.
“Wow…!”
“That’s elven archery!”
“That’s a Diamond-rank hunter…!!”
Like the crowd, I was stunned.
“Isti, you…”
She turned to me.
“I said orcs are easy for me.”
She was right. The boss orc seemed too strong for me—likely was. But to Isti, it was nothing.
She stepped forward, reached into the orc’s chest hole, and pulled out a red gem.
“What’s that?”
“Red soul stone. The outbreak’s source. I need to destroy it here.”
Isti tossed it into the air and shot it, shattering it.
“Let’s head back. Orcs won’t multiply anymore.”
Isti acted like it was routine, but her beautiful, fierce display would linger in everyone’s minds here.
Mine too—I etched her strength, her profile like a flower on a cliff, into my memory.
Back in town, I cashed in the large soul stones.
How did word spread so fast? By the time we returned, tales of a platinum-haired elf slaying the orc boss were buzzing. And it was true.
“How can I assist?” At the counter, Ashelin smiled at me.
“Kept my word, right?”
Her cheeks flushed, “Yes, Decal’s load from your eruption is still inside my snatch.”
Satisfied, I placed the large soulstones on the counter.
“Cash them in.”
“Total for soul stones and mission reward: 217 gold.”
Ashelin set a sack of gold coins on the counter, brimming with wealth.
“Should I hold onto this?”
“Yeah, I’m hungry.”
“Alright, let’s eat something tasty today.”
Turning, I saw the long-haired guy from yesterday clapping brightly.
His name… right, Wabid?
“Congratulations! Truly the work of a Noble Huntress. Impressive. Haha.”
“…”
“Your… companion must’ve shone too. Wish I’d seen it.”
“Decal.”
Isti’s voice was sharp. I thought she meant me, but no.
“Yes?”
“Not ‘companion’—Decal.”
“Oh, my apologies, Decal.”
“It’s fine. Can we go now? I want to rest.”
Wabid stepped aside, “Of course. See you again.”
Outside, Isti grumbled, “That guy bugs me.”
Forgetting my name’s no big deal. Anyone could see Isti’s the star, I’m the sidekick.
Wabid’s a bit pitiful.
But chatting up a human-wary elf? He should’ve expected this.
“Let’s grab food.”
I enjoyed a feast with Isti. But I craved something different.
Not that I’m picky, but Dry Village’s food lacks variety.
Monster outbreak resolved, pockets full.
What’s next? Nothing at all.
How great is that?
More precisely, I want to laze around with Isti all day.
“Isti, I’m taking two days off from adventuring.”
“Out of nowhere?”
“Until Karen shows up.”
That red-haired swordswoman. Imagining her swaggering in, melons swaying, got me excited already.
“Let’s stay at Eight-Colored Clam Castle till then.”
“…Two days straight?”
“Yup, straight.”
Isti placed a piece of meat she’d picked up on my side.
“What’s this mean?”
“Want to be loved lots…”
Who’d guess the elf who brutally hunted orcs hid such cuteness?
My lips curled up on their own.
As always, we booked a room at the Water and Grass Inn, then headed to Eight-Colored Clam Castle.
The moment we entered a room, Isti clung to me, pushing me down.
“Haa… mm… ngh…”
She pressed her b0dy to mine, unable to hold back.
Guess I wasn’t the only one restraining myself.
“Let’s wash up first. I stink of sweat, so stop sniffing.”
“I love your sweat smell. It’s Decal’s.”
I love Isti’s scent too, but we ran through a forest today. My hygiene alarm’s blaring red.
“Relax in the bath… okay?”
“Not letting go.” Isti’s face brimmed with joy.
Like she could finally show her hidden feelings in this castle, just us two.
I took her to the grand bath.
As if prepared, the water was perfect—clean and warm.
Unprompted, Isti tried to undress me.
I stripped her cl0thes off too.
We soaked in the tub, enjoying a half-bath.
Isti climbed onto my lap right away.
“Stay still. I’ll give you that thigh squeeze you love.”
She turned, pressing close. Then she slipped my c0ck between her thighs, clamping them tight.
Even underwater, it felt amazing.
I turned her head for a k!ss, savoring the languid mood.
Fatigue melted away.
Isti’s thigh grip was the best.
Without breaking the k!ss, she gently stroked my c0ck poking out from her thighs.
“Chu… chu… ha… I love you.”
Her dreamy eyes whispered, t0ngue softly mingling.
“I love you too.”
Just water splashing and Isti’s soft breaths filled the air.
No rush, no force. We caressed gently.
Stroking her pretty back, fondling her mounds.
“Hng… ha… chu… chup.”
Isti k!ssed me, gazing with tender affection.
Like nothing stood between us.
“Turn this way.” I lifted her, sliding into her snatch.
“Hng, haa…”
Underwater, with an awkward angle, moving freely was tough. But being inside her felt good.
“Mm… hng…”
Even moving slowly, so slowly.
Isti trembled, feeling it keenly.
“Haa… mm… ngh… ha…”
“Wanna hold hands?”
She nodded.
Hands clasped, I thrust and pulled slowly.
Isti climaxed quietly, holding her breath.
“~~! Ngh, hng… ah…”
Her snatch squeezed my c0ck tight.
Flustered and overwhelmed, she leaned her weight on me, catching her breath.
“Let’s go to the bed.”
“…Yeah.”
As she tried to stand, I held her tight.
“Darling…?”
“Like this.”
“Th-that’s embarrassing!”
With my c0ck still inside, I lifted her.
Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around my wa!st to cling.
“Put me down.”
I carried the shy Isti to the changing room.
My strength’s grown enough for this, no problem.
But Isti, legs spread and penetrated while clinging, buried her face in my shoulder, too shy to look up.
“Should we dry off a bit?”
I set her rear on a shelf, grabbed a dry towel, and roughly wiped off water.
She tightened her legs around my wa!st and said, “Hurry…”
Holding her urging lower b0dy, I pulled out and thrust back in.
“Hii!”
Her weight was manageable, so I lifted and p0unded hard.
“Hng! Mm! Haa…!”
Quickly finding balance, I rammed her snatch steadily.
“Nhk! Mm! Ha… n-no, too much… feeling…”
She wrapped her arms around my neck for support; I held her legs.
I p0unded her defenseless snatch, her rear dangling like ripe fruit.
“Ngh! Hah! Mm! Mm! Mm!”
“How’s it? Just right?”
“Hard but good~ I love hard p0unding~”
Her holy juices dripped to the floor.
“Isti, I love you.”
“Hk! Ha! Ngh! D-don’t say that now~”
Her snatch clenched tight.
“Why not? You’re my only one. I love you.”
Isti, ears red, lowered her head, stifling m0ans.
To break her silence, I thrust hard. She flailed her calves in panic.
Squelching, my taut c0ck dug deep into her soft snatch.
“Hngk! Nhok…! C-cumming…!”
She threw her head back.
I released all my load into her honey hole.
“Even elves can make that face?”
“Ahe…” Isti, t0ngue out, wore an ecstatic look.
No room to hear me, it seemed.
I took the now-tame Isti to the bedroom. Diving onto the soft bed, I pinned her beneath me and p0unded her snatch again.
“Hik! Nhok…! Hngk…!”
“Two days of endless s9x.”
“Yess…~ Love me lots~ Make me bear your baby~”
I kept s9xing her without pause.
I p0unded her snatch and released until I couldn’t get hard, held her close, then did it again when I got hard.
Forgetting the outside world’s time. Even when my fluid overflowed from her snatch, I didn’t stop.
“Haa, nga~ Nghk~ Ngok~”
When too tired to move, I used hands to caress her mounds and bud.
Isti panted adorably, twitching at my touch.
Half a day flew by like that.
I don’t know exactly how long. I savored her soft b0dy’s bare skin, whining, “Ugh, I don’t wanna leave.”
“Hehe…”
Isti’s pleasant weight settled on me.
“I want to stay with Darling forever.”
Tempting offer.
What if I had my chosen w0men live here at Eight-Colored Clam Castle?
It’d take prep, but a harem for me sounds nice.
“Darling…”
Exhausted, Isti fell asleep in my arms.
I stopped stroking her hair and closed my eyes.
It was a brief nap, and outside was pitch black.
Careful not to wake Isti, I tucked her in and left for the bathroom.
A big yawn cleared my head.
“Lights!”
I summoned the menu to turn on the light.
A soft amber glow lit the hall.
Where’s the bathroom?
I checked the map data and walked.
I was naked, but knowing it’s just me and Isti, I didn’t care.
…My hard-on won’t quit.
Even after all that with Isti before sleeping, I’m still lively.
Is my c0ck leveling up too?
After cleaning up and washing hands, I stepped out.
Someone was waiting there, appearing like a ghost, but I wasn’t startled.
It was familiar face.
“Bella.”
Lookd like my s1ave is here, huh…