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The Chronia Mountains located in the southeast of the Celtic Counties.

This mountain range, which is also the border between the kingdom and the castle, has been the home of countless hunters since ancient times.

A variety of animals live in the rugged mountains and deep valleys.

Migratory birds heading south would land here for a while to rest their tired wings.

Another reason was that although the area was rich in animals, there were few monsters.

This is probably because the monsters were not able to reproduce well thanks to the divine power manifested in the Holy Kingdom.

Jerk, jerk.

The middle-aged man currently walking through the snowstorm was one of the hunters living in the Chronia Mountains.

Barod, a veteran hunter who picked up a bow as soon as he was born.

My first memory is trimming a noose.

The first thing I learned from my father was how to dismantle leather.

His current occupation is also that of an experienced hunter with a bowman.

Although he grew up alone until he reached this age, he was also a person who prided himself on knowing this mountain range better than anyone else.

“Hu… , fucked up… … ..”

However, despite its reputation, Barod is currently trapped in a blizzard.

“This is all because of you, Kuwen!”

Barod reprimanded his colleague who was struggling to follow him on snowshoes.

I told you that I had to leave quickly because the weather was unusual.

Due to holding the peddler and negotiating with him about various things, his return was two hours later than scheduled.

“Don’t be like that, Barod. Thanks to you, I was able to obtain a very valuable book.”

“What on earth did you give away all the money you had and money you didn’t have just to buy something?”

“What would a fantasy hunter like me buy? Of course, it is a collection of legends and folk tales from the Krona Mountains.”

“Yes, that is a very necessary item. If I can’t go back like this and have to camp out, I’ll use that book first for fire.”

Badro shook his head.

We’ve known each other for quite a long time, but that guy, Kuwen, was crazy from the first time we met.

Kuwen crawled into the Chronia Mountains a few years ago and introduced himself as a fantasy hunter.

When asked by Barod what he was hunting for, he answered that he was hunting for romance and chasing his dreams.

There are no such thing as crazy people.

It is not an animal that can be eaten or a herb that can be sold for money.

To come all the way here just to determine the authenticity of legends, stories, and myths.

” Burning this book? You’re talking about big trouble. This book is the only clue I have to finding the elf!”

In particular, Kuwen was intent on finding a different race that was only told about in legend.

“This mountain range is a place full of natural power. There is no doubt that the elves, dryads, or at least fairies that I want are living there.”

… … To be precise, I was crazy about women of different races.

Elf, Dryad, Fairy.

All three are mythological races known to exist only among women.

Hmm, he looks more like a lecher than a fantasy hunter.

Barod sank deeply in his heart.

It doesn’t sound like a criticism.

It was simply because, as a man, I desperately understood his feelings.

Barod was also constantly looking for his wife, whom he had not found yet.

“Yes. okay. I won’t burn the book. Still, I have to get ready.”

Whioooo… … .

Meanwhile, the snowstorm was getting worse.

A strong wind blows so strong that you can’t tell even 10 meters ahead.

So much so that Barod and Kuwen gave up on returning to the cabin.

“Hey Kuwen, let’s go back to the river we just crossed. There must be a cave upstream of the river. Let’s be indebted to that today.”

Of course, the weather is perfect for freezing to death if you fall asleep outdoors.

I had no choice but to go back the way I came.

“Oh my gosh, then is it only healthy food for dinner tonight?”

“Wait. Even small animals or fish on the way… … .”

with a splash.

At that time, a sound was heard from ahead.

The sound of water is a bit awkward to hear on a frozen river in the middle of winter.

A shadow vaguely visible in the distance was splashing in the water.

Shasak.

– Beast?

– Not confirmed. It’s too far.

Like veterans, the two immediately stopped talking and exchanged opinions through sign language.

– Thoughts, not people.

– agreement.

Could it possibly be human?

The only thing I saw soaking in ice water on a cold day like this was a hungry bear.

Sweet.

Barod quietly loaded his arrows and pulled the string.

I was looking for something to eat for dinner, and it turned out well.

However, the distance is a bit far to shoot an arrow like this.

If the weather had been clear, I would have guessed it with my eyes closed, but now there is a blizzard.

Sabak, Sabak.

Barod approaches his goal at a brisk pace.

The shadow that seemed blurry gradually revealed its true nature.

“… … !”

And at that moment, the snowstorm stopped.

No, the bitter wind and falling snow were still there.

From Barod’s perspective, it felt like the world had stopped.

The person who is splashing around in the water is a woman.

Because it was a naked woman.

“It’s an elf… … !”

Kuwen, who was following behind, saw the same thing and muttered absently.

elf.

In fact, Barod did not even give a second thought to the existence of the different races that Kuwen spoke of.

Isn’t he a legendary being that only appears in fairy tales told to him by his late father?

Sometimes, when we exchanged drinks with Kuwen, he advised us not to look for empty things.

But you are wrong.

It was Barod’s faith that was vain.

That black-haired woman had a beauty that I couldn’t help but think of.

Black eyes filled with the Milky Way in the night sky.

Red and soft lips compared to the sharp bridge of the nose.

Slightly flushed cheeks and soft jawline.

I can assure you that the appearance was created with great care by the goddess herself.

What is such a beautiful woman if not an elf?

Judging by his prick rather than his head, Barod was convinced that the being in front of him was an elf.

Plus, playing in the water in the middle of winter.

Should I say that not only his appearance but also his behavior is like that of an elf?

Even though my body was submerged up to my thighs without even a single layer of clothing, it didn’t seem cold at all.

The sight of her not caring about the snow and ice accumulating around her made it seem as if spring had arrived only around her.

The act of stretching out one’s hand and playing with the water droplets here and there seemed to be communicating with a spirit, just like in the legend.

It was a scenery I wanted to look at forever.

Pure white skin that stands out compared to hair. The slender body lines.

The beautifully bouncing breasts and beautifully parted straight pussy caught Barod’s attention.

Erection!

Blood rushed to a cock that had been a virgin for decades.

This is my first time seeing a woman naked.

Barod, who had been staring at the elf in fascination, lost all strength in his hands.

Tung.

The bowstring, which had been pulled tautly, was released and the arrow that had been loaded in advance was powerfully shot.

“Oh my… … !”

Moreover, unfortunately, the arrow was flying straight towards the elf’s heart.

Indeed, he could be said to be a veteran hunter.

“What are you doing now!”

Quiwen, startled, also pushed Barod, but it seemed impossible to prevent the elf’s death.

But then a miracle happened.

The arrow’s path was distorted by a sudden gust of wind.

Peeing!

“Aaaah!”

The arrow flying towards the heart passed before the elf’s eyes.

Barod was shocked as he saw the scene.

I almost killed the fairy from the legend.

But why did the wind suddenly blow?

The area around that elf looked like perfect spring weather… … .

“Phew, I’m glad. I guess the arrow was deflected by the power of the sylph.”

Ah, I see.

Elves are a race that loves nature and communicates with spirits.

The wind spirit, Sylph, saw the elves in crisis and lent them their power.

As Barod was understanding the situation through Kuwen’s explanation, the elf’s gaze landed in this direction.

“No, slave hunter?!”

With a ridiculous misunderstanding.

Actually, since he fired an arrow at a random person, he could have made that mistake.

“Oh, no. We… … .”

Barod hurriedly tried to explain.

“Yes, we are hunters who capture and sell slaves!”

Before that, Kuwen stepped forward and took control of the situation.

“If you don’t want to get an arrow stuck in your back, don’t even think about running away!”

But the direction was quite strange.

Are we slave hunters?

Barod poked Cuwen’s side.

– What are you going to do?

– Stay still. This situation. I thought. many.

Kuwen’s answer seems to have a plan.

In the end, Barod decided to do as he was told and leave himself to the situation.

He’s a guy who’s been studying elves for a living. I wonder if he’ll figure it out on his own.

“What is your name?”

Kuwen’s words asking for your name.

The elf woman looked around as if she was looking for something.

“My name is Lana Regnant.”

He carefully revealed his name.

◈ ◈ ◈

Fuck, I’m screwed.

I was caught by a slave trader.

It’s been a week since I threw a bunch of slimes into a rural village and ran away.

I was suffering from extreme hunger.

An uncomfortable body that is immortal but feels all kinds of desires.

For the first few days, all I felt was that I was hungry, but as time went by, my stomach started to hurt.

The gold coins I took from the owner’s house were completely useless.

Even if you walk, you can’t see a village, let alone a city, so what’s the use of money?

In the end, I braved the cold and jumped into the nearby river.

It was to catch a fish somehow.

If your clothes get wet, they will freeze, so take them off for a while.

The tools used are bare hands.

Because there was no thread or needle, it was impossible to make a fishing rod, and a harpoon made from broken tree branches was as good as nothing.

I was hunting fish, splashing and splashing like that for a while.

Peeing!

“Aaaah?!”

An arrow flew from somewhere.

An arrow passed before my eyes, perhaps with the intention of threatening rather than killing.

When I looked up, I saw some black men laughing as they stepped on my clothes and money bag.

The skill of taking hostages to prevent them from escaping.

Dressed like a bandit.

The personality that fires arrows at people.

Considering everything, the identity of those people is… … .

“No, slave hunter?”

“What is your name?”

The guy leisurely asked my name as if my prediction was correct.

I looked around to see if there was a way out, but there seemed to be no way to escape.

The skill is to shoot an arrow so that it misses accurately in this blizzard.

If you put your mind to it, you can probably guess it.

Wow.

“My name is Lana Regnant.”

I swallowed my anger and revealed my name to the slave hunter.

◈ ◈ ◈

Glancing.

“What are you trying to do?”

Barod looked at the elf following them with his arms tied to the rope.

As soon as the elf came out of the river, Kuwen roughly overpowered him and tied his arms.

An elf who does not rebel at all against Kuwen’s actions.

Am I weird?

Barod could not possibly follow the flow of events.

“Don’t worry. Because that’s all acting.”

“Huh?”

“Would you like to see this?”

Kuwen held out a book to Barod, who was lost in thought.

“This is the book you bought from the peddler earlier, right?”

“No, that’s volume 4. This is volume 1.”

This guy carries a book like this with him when he goes out hunting?

Although Barod was slightly dumbfounded.

Since it was given to me to read, I opened the book with the intention of giving it a try.

“Let’s see.”

The title is Part 1 of the Elven Tale of the Chronia Mountains.

『Are you sane to buy an elf as a sex slave?』

“What does this mean?”

“What does it mean? It means that the elf’s lack of resistance right now is all an act.”

“Uh, um. That is, if what is written in this book is true.”

Elves, whose lifespan is much longer than that of humans, voluntarily become sex slaves in search of new stimulation.

If the legend is true.

Glancing.

Barod once again looked at the elf following them.

It’s a look of sincere disgust… … .

“Don’t think this is difficult. If that elf had tried to run away, how could we have caught him?”

“That’s right.”

The power of a spirit that could easily deflect arrows.

If they had tried to kill Barod and Quewen with that power, they would have already died dozens of times more.

“So trust me. Because that elf is a pervert who wants to be raped by humans.”

Why would I wander around looking for an elf so much?

Kuwen smiled confidently as he said that.