Author: Xuefan
First Chapter – Introduction
Ancient Proto-Century
Heaven and earth are divided into two poles of light and darkness.
The angels hold the will of the creator.
hover in the sky
rule the whole world
The blue moonlight of the Moon of Gru suddenly faded.
The red light of the moon of Dimond enveloped the land.
Purple nights will never come again
Fear began to permeate the world of the gods and demons
The War Between the Angels
In the 30th century of Genesis inexplicably initiated
The sunlight in the sky is obscured by shadows
The world in the clouds is falling apart
Six Months of Heaven and Earth
To be an everlasting memory in the hearts of all races
The angel’s trail vanishes into thin air
The gods have lost their dependable commander.
continent of Areas
In that year, it was completely dominated by the demons.
The Reign of Darkness
The land of the dead in the far north.
Giant’s Roar
The Powerlessness of Elves
The Roar of Mankind
The Dwarf’s Doubt
The Curtain of the Hundred Years’ War
There you go.
—- Ginyu – War of Retreat – Preface
The War of Retreat was won at the expense of the blood of an unknown number of people. The leader of the Ten Sages, Hailu Rote, established his own kingdom, Roteia, on this poisoned land. The elves, the other main force of the war, retreated to the southern tip of the continent, far from the humans, under the leadership of Queen Fia Apothecarys, and established their own Red Tear Empire. The rest of the vast region, in the midst of strife each belonged to the heroes of the troubled times.
The year in which everything got off to a stable start was called the Year of the Star Calendar, in honor of the wise leadership of Hyrule Rot, known as the King of the Stars. This continent, where angels once existed, is reverently known as Sanctuary, except for the Plains of the Dead in the far north, which no one can reach.
The wheels of history, slowly running over the troubled times, the long peace, accompanied by small strife everywhere, printed its own footprints ……
(i)
In the darkness of the dormitory, a woman was kneeling under the man’s straddle, slightly opened her small mouth to contain the man’s huge meat stick, her eyes burning with the flame of humiliation gulping it down one by one, the man half leaned back, enjoying the woman’s service while taking off his own upper body’s robe, the red meteor embroidered on the corner of the garment was particularly dazzling in the dark night.
The naked man pulled the woman by her hair and pulled her to him, looking into her eyes, which had softened, and kissed her with satisfaction, not caring that the mouth had just held his rod.
The woman stuck out her own tongue, selling the man’s favor, and a line of juices ran down the corner of her mouth, dripping brightly all the way down to her white breasts.
The man slumped back a little tiredly and closed his eyes, just reaching down to right his rod.
The woman knowingly straddled up and soldiered on with her lasso. Seeing that the man wasn’t paying attention, the woman quietly pulled out a vial and pulled the cork as she continued to wriggle herself.
At that moment, the man’s eyes suddenly opened, looking at her with a cold smile. She panicked for a moment, her neck was instantly choked by the man, and the bottle fell to the floor with a crisp crack. Her thin body was thrown far away, and in the darkness of the sky, she felt her back hit a pair of armor hanging on the wall, and the moment of cold contact, an evil consciousness invaded her mind, and she dazedly grabbed the armor firmly before the man got out of the bed, like grabbing the last straw to save her life ……
(ii)
September 2173 of the astrological calendar, Southern Red Tear Empire, the royal capital Starfall City.
On the outskirts of the countryside, by the edge of the woods, an elven man stared at something with his eyes closed, a plain, unassuming bow laying flat in front of him, but without a matching arrow pouch. As a gust of wind blew by, a yellow leaf slowly fell to the ground in the light of the setting sun. The man’s eyes fluttered open and he reached out to grab the bow in front of him, his figure drew up and the bowstring opened back like a full moon around him, his robes danced in the wind, and his silver hair fluttered with the wind. Between the bowstring and the bow, a white light naturally appeared, as if a tangible arrow was pointing angrily ahead.
“Meteor Blast Arrow!” With a furious shout, the light arrow carrying a strong red aura shot out, the falling leaves flew halfway to the tree trunk, suddenly penetrated by the light arrow, then a burst of explosion, the tree trunk behind was blown off from it and slowly fell down.
The man was sweating profusely as he sat on the grass, his eyes were full of helplessness, “Why…” he read in a low voice, in front of his eyes appeared the last successor’s astonishing arrow again, he had already practiced all the bow techniques in a round and round way as he wanted to do, so why was it that there was always an unfamiliar feeling between him and the bow. It was as if the bow in his hand had no resonance with him at all, “Could it be that the Elders chose the wrong one? I am not the inheritor of the Holy Flame Bow?” He covered his face in pain, tears almost coming out.
Without the identity of the heir, he wouldn’t be where he is today, he would just be a wandering elf who is ordinary to the core, singing day in and day out in the Elfin Forest, not to mention that he wouldn’t have met Alethea ……
An elf maiden silently walked up to him, looked at him suspiciously, crouched down to hold his shoulders, and softly asked, “Crane? What’s wrong with you? Why did you run out alone. Did I upset you somewhere?”
Crane turned back, forced out a smile, caressed Alethea’s cheek, and said, “I’m fine, I’m just a little sorry for my slow progress. If I didn’t have this Holy Flame Bow, I wouldn’t even be qualified to marry you, would I?”
As the sole heir of the Red Tear Empire and the only daughter of the current Queen Furnian, of course Alethea knew this fact, but she still said gently, “If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t have married you even if you had the Sacred Flame Bow, wouldn’t I?”
With a touched smile, he swept his arm around her slender neck and gently kissed her pale pink lips, then said half-jokingly, “If the blood seal is fulfilled, I’ll definitely go crazy.”
She pulled him up gently, wrinkling her nose playfully, “I never believed in that sort of thing. Not so much my mom, though she always seemed unhappy.”
Far back in the time of the War of Demon Retreat, a man who was deeply in love with the queen at that time but could never get her, used his powerful magical power as a Ten Sages and his own life to unleash one of the three forbidden spells of antiquity, the Blood Seal, and placed an extremely cruel curse on the queen’s love for generations to come: “Every queen will fall uncontrollably in love with a human being and die a depressing old age in a love that never bears any fruit. in a love that never comes to fruition.” The moment that person’s life melted into the Wheel of Fortune, the fate of the daughters of Apothecary was sealed.
After the War of Retreat, Helu Root, who had been the Queen’s comrade-in-arms, exchanged his own life in his dying years for the Light of the Blood Seal’s cessation, but it was an opportunity that was extremely difficult to reach: “The Blood Seal leaves the Wheel of Fortune only at the moment when the crystallization of an accursed love grows up to adulthood …… “
“I won’t fall in love with any human, trust me.” Back at the cabin where the two of them were staying temporarily, Alethea wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed her cheek against his in a pouty manner, “Unless you accidentally fall in love with a human woman. I know there are many beautiful human women.”
He picked up her lithe body and laid it gently on the large bed, kissing the tops of her long pointed ears, causing a shiver of sensitivity to run through her, and murmured in her ear, “There will be no one more beautiful than you in my heart. No matter what race.”
The sweet words of love pleased her, and she hooked her arms around his neck and half-sat up, undoing the straps of her aquamarine gown. He hooked his hand around the straps and licked and kissed along the faded track as he removed them, and she tingled and giggled as she mischievously rubbed a bird’s nest of his silver hair. He smiled a little and suddenly yanked the straps downward, taking a mouthful of the tip of a jumping lady-breast and swirling his tongue around it quickly.
“Aww, yuck.” She blushed scarlet, but her hand wrapped tighter around his head instead.
“Dishonest girl.” He laughed as he lifted the foot of the long skirt up, turning the petticoat inside up with it, leaving the young girl’s naked, beautiful body with only the skirt wrapped around her waist and rolled up together, the pink flap of flesh between her legs clearly visible, a bit of watery light peeking out of the thin slit. He put one finger in, gently snapping it, then slid his fingertip with transparent liquid to the flesh grain that couldn’t help but poke its head out above, gently pressing and rubbing it.
Like she’d been struck by low-level lightning magic, currents of pleasure flowed throughout her body, and she lifted her arched hips upward, seeking greater stimulation. He increased his force with realization, and was not surprised to see a thin wisp of shiny liquid spill out of the hairless slit.
“Don’t …… stop it, hurry…hurry.” She twisted her waist, red-faced, urging her beloved to act quickly.
“At your service Princess.” He quipped, yanking open the front button of his leather pants and lifting her hips so that the tip of his rod was grinding up and down on the outside of her smooth slit. More clear liquid was ground out, wetting the entire front half of the rod.
She pursed her lips, saw that he was teasing herself, so she suddenly shrunk her hips backward, he naturally stretched his rod forward, wanting to then tease at the mouth of the flower hole, she obediently pushed her hips forward, and in her gasp and smug laughter, the slightly opened fleshy petals were like a small mouth, and swallowed a small half of the rod in one fell swoop. As if he had expected it, he smoothly pushed inward, the whole rod all the way to the bottom in one stroke, immediately toppling her laughter into an unstoppable moan.
“Ah …… pleasing …… disgusting.” The sudden soreness made her whole body tighten, and her long pointed ears stood up straight, red all the way to the roots of her ears. A large amount of liquid filled the entire secret passage, the walls of flesh gently and tightly wrapping around the thick intruder therein.
He took advantage of the sudden thrust to give her body a brief moment of stiffness and began to thrust rapidly, the sound of zinging water coming from the mating area making her blush to hear it. He then licked his way to the base of her ear, knowing her body like the back of his hand he knew it was her greatest weakness.
Sure enough, just as the tip of the hot and wet tongue touched the delicate skin behind her ear, she cried out loudly, and the tender flesh in her pussy contracted in a burst, as tight as if it was going to pinch the rod off, and the golden pupils in her wide-open eyes were a little bit lax, and the intense pleasure caused her mind to go blank for a short while.
With a burst of spasms in the center of the hole, a cool liquid suddenly sprayed onto the rod that reciprocated inside, and with a low, hoarse groan, he tightly embraced the beautiful body underneath him, letting all the seeds of his own desires be deeply planted into the depths of this noble and beautiful young girl’s body soul. With the impact of the hot current in the body, she has not yet landed from the peak, and was thrown up to a new peak, open her small mouth, but what sound can not be sent out, only straighten the slender neck slightly trembling, declaring the arrival of the overwhelming climax ……
Watching the young girl beside him with devotion to her body and mind fall into a deep sleep under her caresses, he subconsciously looked to his hands and then clenched them tightly.
A hundred miles north of the royal capital, Starfall City, deep in the Misty Forest, legend has it that there is a valley known as the Plain of Shadows, where assassins are trained to traverse the Holy Realm, spreading their fame far and wide and even throughout the entire continent of Areias. Legend has it that there is a place near there where assassins are trained to dodge bows and arrows, and it has also become a holy place for archers to train.
The founder of the Crimson Meteor, a very famous archer’s guild in the south of the continent, was rumored to have come from there. But it was definitely a dangerous place. He gently hooked up a handful of the young girl’s long aquamarine hair and placed it on the end of his nose to greedily sniff the fragrance of that hair. For the sake of two people’s happiness, it was only right to take a risk, right?
He carefully got out of bed, straightened his clothes, smoothed out the sleeping girl’s long skirt, grabbed the sheet and covered her with it, then kissed her deeply on the forehead, put on his lightweight leather armor, slung the wrapped Sacred Inferno Bow behind his back, left the note with instructions, and stepped out into the hazy night and rode off into the unknown future.
(iii)
The night’s running had left Crane a little tired, and thankfully a small town came into view before his horse could hold out, and he was beginning to think that it wasn’t too sensible to just run out on a whim. He rummaged through his waist side pockets and only came up with a few copper coins a dozen silver coins and a gold biker with a face value of twenty. He patted the tightly wrapped Sacred Flame Bow behind his back, as if just having it there would give him some sense of solidity in his heart.
Finding a not very large inn, he handed his horse to the waiter and looked at the sky, it was not yet meal time and the inn did not serve meals yet. He touched his somewhat empty belly, paid five silver coins in advance for the room, collected the key and walked up the street.
Yearning for the uncontested nature of the elves, a large number of humans migrated into the Red Tear Empire, and human vendors could be found selling things everywhere on the streets. He walked towards a stall selling fruits to buy something for his stomach, when a middle-aged man hurriedly bumped into him. He covered his shoulder and looked at the man, but would not be angry at the human’s recklessness. The middle-aged man was in a hurry, but he still couldn’t hide the dominance between his eyebrows, his face vaguely retained the traces of his handsome years, but now it was more of a mature charm. The middle-aged man not only did not apologize, but instead looked him up and down very rudely, with an undisguised contempt in his eyes.
Crane didn’t consider himself a racist and didn’t despise humans like some elves did, but he had a hard time feeling good about this man, and that indescribable feeling gave him an inexplicable aversion.
“Young man,” the middle-aged man suddenly approached his side and grabbed the package behind his back, “you are not worthy of this bow.”
“What did you say?” Crane looked like a cat that had been given its tail and took a few steps back to stare angrily at the man, “I expect you to apologize immediately.”
The man laughed a few times and leaned in close to whisper, “I have nothing to apologize for, I do it for your own good. I hear the lonely cry of the Holy Inferno Bow, you don’t understand its soul at all. The bow is not a tool, the bow is a part of your body, another life for you. Fail to realize that, and you’ll always be an incompetent little archer. For the sake of your good bow, a few points for you. Farewell.” With that, the man hurried away, never looking at him again.
“Wait ……” he called, but the man was already far away and all he could see was his crimson cloak disappearing in the distance. He savored those words and froze for a moment.
It wasn’t until a hand tugged at the corner of his coat that he came back to his senses, “Who …… why are you here!” He couldn’t help but growl as he turned around, an innocent and delicate smiling face facing him, the corners of her mouth curling mischievously to express the message of Gotcha …… It was Alethea. She was wearing another aqua blue dress, in order to ride a horse conveniently did not wear a very elaborate, thin small shawl simply can not cover the shoulders of the spring light, aqua blue long hair in the side of the shoulder flowed out of the ten thousand kinds of flavor, so that the people around the people looked dumbfounded. Behind her, holding, is a clean white unrivaled horse, the horse’s shoulder blades behind, stretching out two huge feathers.
Crane was stunned for a few seconds, then as soon as he pulled the cloak from her horse’s back, he wrapped her tightly into his arms, annoyed at himself for forgetting that she had a well-bred Pegasus. He patted the Pegasus’s rump, and the Pegasus, who didn’t like the touch of men, hissed, spread its wings and flew high into the air, out of sight.
“You’re hugging me so much that it hurts, lighten up, okay?” She innocently poked her little face out from inside the cloak and said seriously.
He did not say a word, angry, took her into his own room, she joked, “Why so urgent? It’s broad daylight now, at least let me get some rest before saying anything.”
Crane smoothed the teased goosebumps on his arms and shouted angrily, “What are you doing here? Is this the place for you to be? Have you forgotten that the Queen forbids you to see any humans until you are married?”
Alethea pouted in aggravation and protested, “It’s not fair, mom used to have the right to travel before marriage, why not when it comes to me? Besides, I’ll be so lonely alone if you leave, I don’t want it.”
“Do you …… not understand how terrifying the power of the blood seal is?” He was a bit furious and was about to continue saying something when suddenly the door panel was slammed open and a silhouette rushed in, grabbing Ailea without hesitation and shouting at the door, “Stop it you guys, if you hurt an Elf Clan member in the Elf Clan’s place, it’s not going to be easy for all of us.”
The one who grabbed Ailea was the middle-aged man he met on the street, and the group of people standing at the door were all carrying bows and arrows, holding short daggers used by archers for self-defense. Their light armor was all tattooed with a red shooting star, marking the identity of the visitors as Crimson Meteor members. Surprisingly, they didn’t care about the middle-aged man’s threat at all, and opened their bows to shoot, the man didn’t want to really hurt Ailea, so he had to push her out to the side, but he was still one step too late, a feathered arrow grazed the side of Ailea’s shoulder, and she let out a cry of pain, as a wound surfaced under the ruptured cloak.
Seeing the big deal, the middle-aged man turned and broke the window, and a group of pursuers swarmed out, Crane saw his lover’s wounds, his heart was on fire, he drew the short dagger in the waist of his boot and stabbed straight at the last pursuer. One strike was enough, but he didn’t expect the man to just look back at him, and proceeded to chase after him as if the wound in his back didn’t exist.
With tears in her eyes, Alethea cast a simple rejuvenation spell on her wounds. Several patrolling elven rangers hurried into the inn, seemingly the innkeeper reporting the situation.
Crane rushed the soldiers who came in and ordered, “This is Princess Ailea, you must protect her.” After delivering his orders, he chased after her with a wave of anger and doubt, how did the Crimson Meteor’s people appear here? Who exactly was that man?
(iv)
The middle-aged man kept running, from time to time using some low-level magic to recover his greatly depleted strength, just as he ran into a valley, he stopped as if he realized something, the people behind him were still chasing after him, and he could vaguely discern that the black front of the person in the lead was swaying.
“Hossein, resign yourself to your fate.” The pursuing men stood still, each one drawing his bow, arrow on the string, ready to strike. Crane caught up just in time to hear the words, and asked in surprise, “You’re Hossein? Hossein Gabrizov?” Not that Crane could be blamed for being so surprised, as this person was none other than the current president of Crimson Meteor, “Aren’t you the president of Crimson Meteor?”
The one leading the pursuers said in a female voice tinged with hatred, “He is no more, the Chairman now belongs to our Lord Fain.”
“What do usurping bastards have to be proud of.” Hossein sneered, and the man ran toward the pursuing crowd, as if he wanted to fight with all his might.
“Seek death, Meteor Flower Rain!” All the pursuers raised the bows in their hands together, a dozen silver bows shone with piercing light under the sunlight, the magic power in the air due to the triggering of the shot bows and arrows transformed into dots of meteors, falling straight down in front of those people to form a tight protective net. Breaking through might not be difficult, but it would be energy consuming, and Hossein weighed the situation and had no choice but to back off a bit.
Crane was sort of familiar with Hossein’s name, and his nature to help the weak couldn’t help but side with Hossein, as he removed the package without hesitation and took out the Holy Flame Bow, reprimanding, “Bullying the few with the many, Hossein, let me help you.”
A group of pursuers heard the voice behind them was stunned, the dense defense network slightly sparse, Huo Sen figure moved, extremely fast approaching the front of the people, the pursuit of the people are all women, Huo Sen is very clear to deal with the means of the women, ruthless punch directly bombarded on the chest of the woman, the sound of pain, the Silver Bow has already changed hands. The group of women also counted the reaction quickly, in the twinkling of an eye has collectively retreated dozens of steps away.
Hawthorne and Crane were about to strike when they saw another dozen or so coming from behind, and Crane, feeling that the situation was not right, said to Hawthorne, “Let’s retreat over to the valley.”
Horsham let out a long sigh and said, “We’ll just have to take our chances, too.”
But luck didn’t seem to be on the two men’s side; as Horsham had predicted, the valley was the most favorable place for archers to fight, and the dozens of men that appeared densely on the top of the mound just made it clear that this was a real dead end.
“Just have to fight it out.” Crane’s teenage bloodlust surged to his head, his fingers gripping the Holy Inferno Bow whitening from the force, forgetting that he didn’t know a lot about this man called Horsen, just to fight these archer who were bullying others, “Meteor Blast Arrow!” Though he couldn’t make this move powerful, it was the most powerful move in his repertoire.
Hossein shook his head helplessly and pulled the bowstring, a normal silver bow without the power of the Holy Inferno Bow couldn’t produce magical arrows, so Hossein had to rely on his already small amount of magical power to coalesce.
This was a battle without any suspense, even though the elves had a talent for archery that was incomparable to that of humans, dozens of elite archers were never something that could be cleaned up by Crane’s own strength.
When the meteor burst arrows burst, the bowstring clanked loudly, and the arrows fell like rain ……
For the first time Crane was so close to death, but death did not favor him. A man in a broad cloak stood on a distant branch at an unknown time, his face hidden in the shadow of the cloak’s brim. With a faint wave of his hand, a holy protective wall appeared around the two men, and arrows with no magical effects attached to them fell to the ground.
“Hossein? How did you get this way by your own protégé?” The man laughed teasingly, his figure fluttering as he turned his eyes and had already reached the two men, a pair of pale blue eyes gleaming in the shadow of his hat.
“It’s you, Yuki. Looks like I’m sort of saved.”
“That’s not necessarily true.” Yuki laughed, suddenly turned his body and rushed towards the group of people guarding the entrance of the valley behind him, “Earth Spirit Split!” He didn’t see any chanting, a light flashed, and several pillars of rock stabbed straight out from the ground, rushing that group of people in a big mess, panicked and released arrows, but they lost their effect under the holy protective wall.
Suddenly a white aura appeared, then little by little it solidified onto Yuki’s right hand, gradually transforming into a transparent ice-like sword. Crane couldn’t help but cry out in shock, that was actually the family’s holy artifact of the same level as the Holy Flame Bow in his hand, the Ice Demon Sword.
The people on the peak of the valley realized that the situation was not good and began to intensify their firepower to support their comrades who were being attacked. The holy protective wall gradually lost its effectiveness under a wave of continuous impacts.
Huo Sen reached out and copied a few arrows from the ground, casting his own means, “Inflaming Wolf Shocking Strike!” The arrows came out of the bowstring and actually transformed into a huge wolf head in the air, carrying a fiery red wave that burned everything, sweeping across the valley peak.
For a while, the crowd on the valley peak was also in a panic.
On this side, Yuki with the Ice Demon Sword in his hand, his fighting qi instantly filled his entire body, his cloak fluttering upwards as if it was lifted by a hurricane, his sword raised to the sky, drawing a huge cross, “Xianglong Cross Split!”
The cross-shaped wide-ranging strikes knocked down the majority of that group of people in a flash, and on the other side the people on the valley peak under Hossein’s attack also became very wretched. At this time, a dozen more people suddenly appeared on the valley peak, their dark green robes fluttering in the wind, the meteor crest dazzling in the corners of their clothes, and surprisingly, they didn’t wear any protective light armor on their bodies.
“Old man Hossein, what on earth have you committed, fee because of what even the Phantom Archers have been deployed.” The Phantom Archers that were raised at the cost of sacrificing all of their defensive skills had terrifying attack power that could never be blocked by a normal protective wall.
“Because he took the Magic Dragon Armor that I sealed up.” Hossein said faintly, “So he wants to kill me to silence me.”
The other two were simultaneously shocked and shouted in unison, “What? Magic Dragon Armor?”
Legend has it that around the 2nd century of the Demon Emperor’s Calendar, a gigantic Demon Dragon appeared in Arayas, and was finally killed by the Demon King Medicius, whose body was transformed into a mountain range that stretches across the central plains, the Demon Dragon’s Ridge. And at that time, thirteen pairs of armor that were demonized due to being tainted with the blood of the Demon Dragon were produced, becoming the Demon Dragon Armor. It was said that those who wore that kind of armor lost their minds and would eventually be overrun by the consciousness of the demon dragon. Even if one does something like killing one’s father and mother, it is still possible.
“We’ll discuss the matter of the Magic Dragon Armor later, what about this group of phantom shooters?” Yuki asked with a smile as he strengthened the gradually weakening Holy Protection Wall while retreating to the side of the two. The group of phantom shooters stood extremely scattered, and it was by no means possible to knock them all down at once.
Yuki shrugged indifferently, “It seems like the only way to go is to become a leaky spoon.”
The Phantom Archer was not in a good mood to listen to their chat, and a storm of Demon Breaker vectors rained down. The holy protective wall was easily torn apart like paper, and Yuki swung his Ice Demon Sword round and barely managed to fend it off, covering the three of them as they retreated together towards the entrance of the valley. The group at the mouth of the valley had already withdrawn because they had been hit so hard.
“Shadow Entangle!” The phantom shooters didn’t seem intent on letting them retreat to the mouth of the valley, and half of them switched stances, trying to pin them in place.
Hundreds of secrets, the sword wind was slightly slack, the shadow entanglement struck and scored, and all three were fixed in place by their own shadows. The next wave of arrow rain is already ready to start ……
(v)
“Light Extinction!” Yuki’s sudden casting of the holy magic that only has special effects on demons at the moment of crisis made the other two people unavoidably startled. But immediately understood his intention, a huge pillar of light broke through the air, under the strong light, the shadows of the three people moved to the other side as much as they could, the effect of shadow entanglement was lost in this moment, the strong light also made the bow and arrow of the phantom archer lose its accuracy. The three took the opportunity to rush towards the entrance of the valley, not expecting another group of people to come from far away from the entrance of the valley, Yuki frowned, his eyes shining in the shadows suddenly flashed with a murderous aura.
“It’s okay.” Crane suddenly held Yuki’s hand that was tightly gripping the hilt of his sword, “Those are his own people.”
The leader, Alethea, waved her hand at Crane from afar, she had gone so far as to send out the entire town’s self-policing corps because she was worried about the safety of her beloved. Perhaps in a one-on-one fight, Crimson Meteor’s archers might not necessarily lose, but competing against a well-trained regular army was definitely not something a guildsman would do. With a whistle, those at the top of the valley withdrew one after another.
Alethea darted into Crane’s arms, panting, “I’m not late, am I? Are you hurt yet? That damn sheriff, he’s so slow, I’ll have to remove him.” The sheriff behind him, who was busy wiping away the sweat, looked like he was about to cry out, his handsome face was full of black lines, and he turned around and crouched down to the ground and drew circles.
“What’s your name?” Yogi asked as he walked over and tapped Crane on the shoulder, “My name is Yogi. Eskep, I’d love to make you a friend.”
“My name is Crane, Crane Arminia.” He replied as the other mentioned the surname that only the inheritors of the Ice Demon Sword could have, and he certainly wasn’t in a good position to hide the fact that he bore the surname Arminia, which was exclusive to the Sacred Inferno Bow, but unlike the large family of Escape compared to the other family, there wasn’t necessarily a blood relationship between the owners of Arminia’s surname.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Hossein’s eyes lit up when he saw Alethea, walked straight over, gently held Alethea’s hand while Crane was talking to Yuki, landed on one knee, and elegantly asked, “Honorable young lady, thanks for saving my life, I’m Hossein. Gabryzov, do I have the honor to know your name?” After he asked, he gently kissed the back of Ailea’s hand, his eyes slanting upwards to meet Ailea’s golden eyes, which were permeated with a mature man’s unique charm and a magic power that penetrated the heart.
Alethea was a little lost in his gaze, and her hand forgot to draw back, resting dully in his hand.
“Aerea, he’s the former president of Crimson Meteor that I’ve mentioned to you before.” Crane wrapped his arm around Aerea’s shoulder, keeping her away from Horsham without a trace.
“Shameful things should never be mentioned again.”
“The last time I went to Crimson Meteor’s headquarters, I remember there was no such person as Fein?” Yuki asked with some puzzlement, he wasn’t exactly deep friends with Hossein, so there were some things he naturally had to ask, “Why is he after you like this? Just for the sealed magic dragon armor in your collection?”
Hossein hesitated and spoke slowly, “Because he quietly unsealed the Demon Dragon Armor, he has become a demon of desire.”
“Yes?” Yuki asked faintly, not indicating whether he believed or disbelieved. At that moment, Alethea, who had been silent on the side, suddenly exclaimed as if she had realized something.
“What’s wrong?” Clay asked in a panic.
“I’m sorry …… I just realized that you seem to be a ……” Alethea mumbled like a child who had done something wrong and was afraid to finish.
“It’s nothing, I’ll have to tell you all sooner or later.” Yuki physically removed his hat, a pair of pointed, long ears popping out, and the elf’s characteristic handsome face dazzled in the sunlight. However, his eyes were not the black gold or silver color that an elf should have, but a light water-like ice blue color, as there were no other features that were obviously different from those of an elf, one could only judge that this was a hybrid of a human and an elven race, commonly known as a half-elf, “I’m a half-elf, and my mother is an elf race, and I’m traveling south this time to hand over some things to her. “
“If there’s anything I can do to help, just ask.” Crane had no prejudice against the Clan, and a friend who had fought together and didn’t give him a sense of discomfort like Horsham did, he was naturally partially cordial.
“I …… can help you too, my mother is the Queen.” Alethea grabbed it as well.
Yuki’s face changed at the word queen, but immediately returned to that seemingly never-ending smile, “I’ll look for you guys, but only after I’ve settled the Crimson Meteor thing, I’m interested in that magic dragon armor.”
Hossein laughed dryly and said, “Then I’ll fold with you, Finn should think I’ll go south to find my own cronies, he shouldn’t expect me to go north.” The two of them then were about to leave, Hossein suddenly thought of something as if he turned back to confide, “Kid, your bow and you one mind when I compete with you. Grow up quickly oh.”
“I will, and I won’t lose to you.” Thinking of the way Hossein had just held Alethea’s hand made Crane want to fight him.
“Don’t talk too much.” Without looking back, Horsham followed Yoch north. Crane and his party, too, followed the sheriff to his mansion.
(vi)
The magistrate of a small town is not a very big official position, but under the nature of the elf race to pursue perfection, the mansion was still repaired in an opulent manner, almost surpassing the town’s only great sanctuary. The idiot magistrate who didn’t know how to read people’s moods arranged Crane and Alethea in two rooms, making Crane, who was lying on the bed alone, incredibly depressed. I really don’t know how to ask her to go back tomorrow. Just thinking about this problem made Crane’s head hurt. When Ailea looked at Hossein today, her eyes changed. Then associate it with the blood seal ……
Crane couldn’t help but sigh, not realizing that the next thing he knew, the door opened, and Alethea, wearing only a light nightgown, slipped into the room and got under his covers while making a gesture to close her voice. That slightly cold body leaned right up against his fire-like chest, making him nearly lose his grip. It would be an embarrassing scene if the sheriff found out about the errands here. Next door was the sheriff’s bedroom, and the still celibate sheriff would definitely lose sleep if he heard the sounds Alethea made at a time like this.
But reason being reason, his body honestly reacted, the mighty one under his straddle already standing tall and ready as soon as it touched that familiar body.
Alethea smiled thievishly and licked her own lips like a fishy cat, reaching down and gently taking his rod in her grip through his pajamas, rubbing the tip with her fingertips.
With a low, raspy gasp, he began to try to distract himself, “Alethea, tomorrow I’ll get some help and send you back, okay?”
She tightened her fingers around the base of the rod and gave it a firm squeeze, then looked at him and smiled, stating bluntly, no good.
“You know, this blood seal thing is very powerful, you don’t want to be so …… ummmm ……” Before he could finish his words, his mouth was blocked by Alethea’s lips, and his little lilac tongue pried open his mouth and very hard to tangle with the tongue inside that was trying to speak. Crane wisely realized that now is not the time to communicate, arms to circle her, a foot kicked the quilt to the floor, rolled over and pressed her underneath, hands quickly removed her nightgown, holding two full breasts, rubbing up.
Alethea smiled and narrowed her moon-like eyes as she reached down and pulled off the only pajama pants he had on, her soft fingertips scraping the underside of his rod one at a time, ending the long kiss with a low gasp, “Please, take me with you. I promise I won’t give you any trouble.” Crane fought back a surge of pleasure along the lower edge of his rod and decided to make this clear, it wasn’t something he could give in to by seducing him a little, “No, it’s dangerous. I’m afraid of losing you.”
Ailea raised her head slightly, the tip of her tongue licking at the root of his ear, deliberately saying like a complaining woman, “But you left me alone in the royal capital, I’ll be very bored and bored, and you know that the commander of the Konoha regiment has been chasing me for a long time,” she deliberately paused, shrunk her head into his chest, biting hard on his nipple, before he pointed to the next room again before he cried out in pain, daring him to make a sound, “What do I think, that one’s not so bad actually.”
Crane knew she was teasing him, but he just couldn’t hide the uncomfortable feeling, despite that he still didn’t want to let go, “No, the elves are much safer compared to those cunning humans out there.” And he didn’t want to talk about it much right now, he just wanted to eat this little goblin clean with her skin and bones right now. To prove that she wasn’t the only one who could pull pranks, he smiled wickedly and glanced at the next wall with his eyes on one side, and on the other, he clamped his fingers around the sensitive nub of flesh that poked out slightly from her lower back, pinched it to tweak it, and then gave it a gentle squeeze.
Alethea to draw a breath of cool air, tightly biting the lower lip, and then couldn’t hold back the look, helplessly actually put his thumb into the cherry mouth, hard to contain, a moan that was about to be exported swallowed raw.
But the thick sniffling still couldn’t stop spilling out, and this forced moan instead aroused Crane’s pleasure even more, and made his desire to tease her even stronger. He quietly righted his rod and kept tickling his fingers next to her flower lips, but just didn’t probe his fingers in. Alethea spat out her finger in anxiety and was about to complain when he applied force to his waist and without warning, his huge rod rammed straight into the slippery, narrow passage.
“Ouch ……” Unexpectedly, Crane moaned out. Alethea knew that her pleasure could no longer be held back, facing Crane’s eyes as if he was watching a good show, she took a bite on his bare shoulder, her fine shell teeth, sinking deep into his skin. The pain in his shoulder, however, deepened Crane’s arousal, and he let her bite him as his lower body kept moving. Each deep entry deepened the pain in his shoulder, but also gave him a sense of fulfillment in conquest.
Even though Alethea was biting Crane’s shoulder, she still couldn’t suppress the sound in her throat that wanted to be vented with the tingling unbearable deep in her belly. She let go of her mouth with some desperation, her upper body laying backward to, her towering breast peaks leaving Crane’s fingers and raising a beautiful arc into the air, her slender neck almost reaching a straight line with her chest.
Just then, Crane suddenly shoved his middle three fingers into her mouth, stirring her moan into a broken whimper, “It’s hard for me to really scream out.” He chuckled and whispered in her ear, then licked and flicked her long pointed ear, watching with satisfaction as a flush rose from it.
The inability to cry out brewed a new kind of pleasure that made her nipples buck and stand up noticeably, the slippery walls of flesh in her tight little pussy began to contract faster, and she had an expression on her face like she was about to cry out, her lips clamped tightly around his finger, her tongue licking and sucking at the tip in a panic. He smiled at the change in her and jerked up the frequency of his thrusts again, at the same time pushing his hips forward as hard as he could so that the tip of his parting was clearly felt in the depths where a small mass of tender flesh sucked like a tiny mouth on its tip.
Suddenly, Alethea’s body reached its limit, tears of joy came to her eyes, her mind seemed to be interrupted with the waves of pleasure, her slender calves wrapped tightly around Crane’s back, her hands wrapped around his back scratched red claw marks, some slurred words came out of her finger-gagged mouth, her snow-white hips pushed upwards high, the chrysalis at the back of her buttocks opened and closed as if she were breathing a click.
Crane’s rod only felt that the surrounding walls of flesh suddenly tightened up all at once, and the soft mass of flesh deep in the center of his hole suddenly opened a small mouth, and cool, silky liquid violently surrounded the entire rod, and drenched in this coolness, Crane couldn’t hold on any longer, and the small mouth at the tip opened up, and shot all of his life’s essence into the tender flesh that was spewing out the cool liquid.
He gasped and rubbed his shoulder, turning on his side to dislodge most of his weight and laying down beside her, stroking her all over with one hand and helping her to slowly relax, while laughing, “If I did this every time, I’m afraid there wouldn’t be enough flesh on me for you to eat.”
Alethea narrowed her eyes, her breathing gradually calming down, as if she was savoring the aftermath of what she had just experienced. After a few moments, she suddenly came up to his ear and said firmly, “I’m going with you.”
Crane frowned, the exertion of what he’d just been through made him not want to bother with more words, and before his no could be uttered she pressed a finger to his lips and said softly, “I love you, and I’d be so worried and frazzled without you around.”
Crane was utterly baffled; after inheriting the Arminian surname, Alethea had happily accepted the marriage contract, but the words I love you were the first time the two had said them in all the time they had been dating.
He, who had always had a terrible inferiority complex because his bloodline was not noble enough, had never felt that he, for one, was worthy of the delicate princess, and at one point had even thought that he was nothing more than an appendage of the Sacred Flame Bow. Perhaps, she loved him. Or perhaps it was nothing more than an impulse after passion.
But for the sake of this unknowable feeling, Crane decided to take a gamble, and after a long silence, he finally spoke in a hard voice, “All right, I’ll compromise.”
(vii)
In the dimly lit hall, with red draperies embellished with shooting star crests hanging all around, a man clad in heavy black armor sat in a seat at the end of the room, his only visible eyes under his helmet glowing with a demonic light. Several naked women sat on their knees in front of the seat, some licking their black iron boots, others grasping the man’s fingers and pumping them madly in their own lower bodies, as if those tiny fingers were as good as the whole world.
“Mmmm …… ah ……” In the rising and falling moans, the eyes under the helmet remained calm without a single ripple, as if these obscenely decadent women around them were nothing more than a pile of trash. From time to time, some women reached an extremely powerful climax, spraying a large amount of nectar on the pitch-black armor. The armor immediately absorbed these liquids cleanly, and then released an even darker halo aura. Some of the women couldn’t support themselves and fainted, and immediately a few female archers dragged the women down and then took off their clothes to replenish the lost numbers.
Right in the middle of this bizarre scene, a phantom archer hurriedly ran in, his godless eyes oblivious to what was going on in front of him, and said mechanically, “Lord Fein, because of an elf and an inexplicable fellow, our men have been lost near Starfall City, may I ask what should we do next?”
The man didn’t answer, he just lifted the hand that was pumping in and out of one woman’s lower body abruptly upwards, and the woman’s eyes widened as she orgasmed into incontinence, golden urine dripping down her black armor as a dying-like moan escaped from her throat. The man slowly pulled his hand out, dabbed at the urine on his body, and shoved it into the other woman’s mouth. The other woman, her eyes wide and blank, sucked desperately as if it were some kind of life-saving tonic. It was impossible to see exactly what the man’s expression was, only the grim eyes with their murderous aura.
(viii)
“I didn’t realize a beast was so horny.” Getting into the carriage, Crane still looked wrathful.
That Heavenly Horse surprisingly wouldn’t allow this male to take a ride no matter what, so the helpless Aerea had to ask the sheriff to prepare a carriage. Plus, when that horse flew away, it rubbed itself against Aileya’s face, making Crane think that the celestial horse’s meat might be very tasty because he wanted to taste it. What made him even more enraged was that the horse even made a point of running up to him and turning around to let out a stinky, loud fart before flying away. He bet that beast did it on purpose.
Along the way Alethea was unusually quiet, and didn’t inquire about what the Plains of Shadow he was going to was, but just held her accompanying pocket magic book and studied a magic called Soundproof Boundary.
“What are you studying it for?” Crane finally couldn’t help but ask her what she was doing learning this kind of cold incisive magic that was only used by pedants.
“It’s finally done ……,” Alethea took a long breath and muttered an incantation, summoning a ball similar to the Sho Seal Boundary, but looking at the size it couldn’t possibly take a person flying anyway, “With this thing Yikes, in the future, when the situation from last night occurs again, I’ll put it on, so I won’t be afraid of people hearing me. Lest I accidentally bite you to death.” After she finished speaking, she happily put it on, and sure enough the sound she made inside the ball with her mouth open could no longer be heard outside.
“You ah, let me say what you before ……” His words had not yet finished when he heard a loud bang outside the car, and the carriage lurched violently for a moment and came to a stop.
“You stay in the carriage and don’t come down.” Crane barked, gripped the Holy Flame Bow tightly, and jumped out of the carriage.
A dozen paces in front of the carriage, a long robe covering the whole body of the face of the people can not be identified leisurely standing there, holding a very ordinary oak bow, bowstring on the hidden actually have blue gas in the flow. The driver jumped out of the carriage and hid in the woods, a big pit in front of the carriage was obviously caused by the visitor.
“Soul? The soul of the bow ……” He recalled what Hossein had once said to him during the meeting, and the bow in his hand vaguely trembled as if it had resonated with him, but it still lacked something. The person in front of him was very strong, the end of his robe was embroidered with the shooting star coat of arms, naturally he was a person from Crimson Meteor, and he came to kill single-handedly, his strength was at least at the level of a sniper ……
Without waiting for him to finish his thought, he quickly crossed his bow and shot a “Shadow Wrap” at him, with a speed and accuracy that far exceeded that of the phantom archers he had encountered before, and if it hadn’t been for just one person, Crane would have been dead for sure. Even so, he dodged it with great difficulty. The visitor had calculated his path, and since it was too late to build up his breath, he simply shot an arrow. Crane was in the air and had no choice but to use his Holy Flame Bow to block in front of him. Unexpectedly, the person suddenly threw out a stream of air, the arrow path slightly changed, the arrow tip deeply into Crane’s right shoulder.
Seeing that Crane didn’t have the ability to release arrows anymore, the visitor surprisingly stopped pursuing and directly walked towards the carriage, aiming at Alethea surprisingly.
Just as the guy was about to open the car door, suddenly without warning, a huge aqua-blue hexagram formation appeared on the ground, and a huge water-illusioned dragon rose up into the sky, the immense pressure instantly shook the unprepared guy thirty to forty paces, and one after another water cannons fell from the air right after it, which only caught the guy by surprise and injured his vitality greatly. The guy vomited a mouthful of blood, knowing that he couldn’t get a bargain, and staggered away.
Crane had a puzzled look on his face, only people with deep magical power could sacrifice several times of their magical power to release magic thus ignoring the step of chanting, or some people with exceptional systems known as geniuses could cast spells without chanting, and such people would produce even more powerful power once they chanted.
But Alethea was neither of those, so how on earth did she manage to cast a magic around the intermediate level like Water Dragon Wave silently. With her racial heritage as the Water Elf King, it wasn’t strange for her to cast this magic, but it was the first time that she hadn’t chanted it. Did she bring out some secret treasure?
Unfortunately, the result was a big disappointment for Crane, as Alethea, who jumped off the wagon with gusto, did not have any special magical increase, but instead proudly held the soundproofing knot that had been enlarged a bit in her hand and smiled pleasantly at him ……
(ix)
October, 2173 A.S., northern Hasmere Plains, Mirak City.
The Red Tear Empire, based on the Hasmere Plains, was nearing its northern border by now, and the headquarters of Crimson Meteor was located in this trade hub-like city. Many young archers came here every year, but in the last few years, the members of Crimson Meteor had suddenly feminized drastically, and eventually some male members had been expelled from Crimson Meteor recently. Some people have jokingly called this place the Chairman’s harem. In fact, there were indeed some rumors about the chairman using his position to insult the female members, but they were never confirmed.
A carriage slowly drove into the inner city, and on board were none other than Crane and Alethea. After being sniped by the Crimson Meteor, an urge to find out everything made Crane change his itinerary without much consideration, and he had a premonition that something was supposed to happen here. It was a fighting instinct that belonged to a man.
The driver found a quiet inn for the two of them, not realizing that as soon as they entered they heard a familiar voice calling out to them, “Crane? What are you doing here?”
The two men looked over to Yuki, who still had his robes covering his face, leaving only a pair of icy blue eyes on the outside, and if he hadn’t been slightly smaller than the last man, Crane would have almost thought it was him who had sniped at him. They walked over and sat down next to Yuki, and the driver had the good sense to ask for a room and went off to rest.
“We were sniped at by Crimson Meteor, and I wanted to come and see what was going on, and I’ll try to get to the bottom of this if necessary.”
“What about that Horsham guy?” Alethea, who was on the sidelines, couldn’t help but ask, causing Crane to blush darkly.
“He and I parted ways after dinner that day, and he said he could distract Crimson Meteor to make it easier for me to figure out what was going on.” Yuki paused, then continued, “There’s something weird going on, and I need to go check it out. Interested in coming along? Crane.”
“Good,” a rush of hot blood went up, “let’s go and find out what’s going on.”
Yuki gave him a strange look and smiled, “You must have been a mammoth in your past life, impulsive as a red dragon. Wouldn’t it be better if we went at night? There are only a few people with the Chairman-sama.”
Great fools are weak, I guess that’s what it is ……
“Wouldn’t it be good for us to go talk to that president? Why does it seem like you guys are going to fight and kill each other?” Alethea’s kind nature made her not want to see any bloodshed.
“Where the Magic Dragon Armor appears, reason doesn’t make sense.” Yuki smiled as he looked at Aereya, his gaze was filled with gentleness, none of the faint indifference that he felt when he was dealing with other people.
“I think I’ll pass,” Alethea shrugged, “that kind of scene isn’t for me.”
“I wasn’t planning on letting you go either.” Crane smiled and rubbed her hair, hiding the uneasiness in his heart that he seemed to be really impulsive, after all, there were only two people on this side, and that side was a well-known guild.
“Don’t worry, Crimson Meteor’s people are sent all over the place, and even if we go during the day, there will be at most just over 100 people to greet us.”
“Over 100 people? Isn’t that …… a lot?”
“You should show some self-confidence,” Yuki looked at him as if to look deep into his soul, “You inherited the honorable name of Arminia, why do you have such a deep inferiority complex? If you can exert the strength you deserve, I’d be relieved to hand over all 100 people to you.”
Those days when he was a young man wandering the nasty streets and being humiliated came back to him, he was a lowly man …… Could he be like Yuki? Fighting with that kind of confidence, dealing with all kinds of difficulties with that kind of ease?
As if he could tell what he was thinking, Yogi smiled, took a drink, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a single word, “You can.”
(x)
In the woods not far from Milak, a female warrior wearily wielded her sword, but due to her lack of strength, she could no longer pose much of a threat to the few unsuspecting goblins in front of her. This is what happens when you overestimate your own strength and take on a mission you can’t complete.
The goblins easily knocked the sword out of her hand and firmly restrained her, and soon the woman, stripped of her armor and stripped of her clothes, was left naked and exposed to the glaring sunlight. The short goblins hurriedly put her down, and couldn’t wait to pull out their spiky rods of flesh and flaunt them.
Suddenly, there was a loud sound of breaking air, and several feathered arrows flew almost simultaneously, nailing one of the goblins who had lost their guard due to their lust to the ground.
The woman who had escaped looked gratefully at the approaching man, not realizing that the man had quickly undone his own clothing, roughly grabbed her up and pushed her back against a tree, straddled her waist, ignoring her last struggle, and ruthlessly pushed his rod in, and although the membrane of flesh had long since ceased to exist due to the strenuous training, the first time that the tight little tunnel had been parted still made her scream out in agony as her heart tore through her lungs.
The blood lubricated the inside of the canal, and the man’s rod, with much less pain from the friction, began to speed up his own movements, in full animalistic fury.
As the last of the thick liquid spurted into her first-time flower hole, he whispered to himself, “A little appetizer is also necessary before the main course of the evening is served ……”
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Off-topic: an opinion is sought on whether or not Princess Aerea was substantially insulted, which is the main reason for not posting it all at once, I guess. (Heck, found an excuse for fewer updates.) I hope you all can give a good suggestion.
Also I prefer the word magic, I always thought metaphysical was that more Taoist kind of thing, I didn’t expect to be puzzled to realize that it was metaphysical. In the end, what is the difference between fantasy and magic? I look forward to someone busy schedule to take some time to answer, thank you first.
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