Chapter Index

    Late night.

    Darmong’s Inn.

    Astaroth tilted his head.

    “The fluid of a pureblood incubus won’t work? I know a few subordinates who are incubi.”

    Ellasein shook her head.

    “I need the fluid of a half-incubus, to be exact. Astaroth, is there a half-incubus in the city?”

    “I don’t think so? It’s a very rare imprint.”

    Astaroth and Ellasein also seemed to be on familiar terms, conversing naturally.

    “What kind of elixir are you making? Just tell me straight.”

    Astaroth asked, but Ellasein shook her head.

    “It’s something like that. My daughter seems to be thinking about marriage these days. That’s all I’ll say.”

    Ingrid and Astaroth nodded as if they had an idea.

    On the other hand, Bendrick leaned back in his chair leisurely, sipping his liquor.

    Meanwhile.

    Jeong Yu-shin couldn’t even grasp what the higher-ups were talking about.

    The Elf Queen’s daughter wants to marry?

    What does the princess’s marriage have to do with an elixir containing half-incubus fluid?

    It’s perplexing.

    ‘Ah! I know what it is. If it’s an elixir with half-incubus fluid in this situation, there’s only one thing it can be.’

    Beatrice muttered.

    Jeong Yu-shin flicked his finger once at the Divine Tome and tilted the glass in front of him.

    ‘The elixir the Queen is talking about is a pregnancy drug.’

    Pregnancy drug?

    Is she talking about ovulation stimulants?

    ‘To put it long, it would be ‘Absolute Ovulation Uterus Climax Pregnancy Elixir’.’

    Pffft!!!

    Jeong Yu-shin spat out the liquor he was drinking.

    Liquor dripped down from the corner of his mouth.

    “S-Sorry.”

    Embarrassed, Jeong Yu-shin jumped up and brought a dry towel to wipe the table.

    Beatrice’s explanation continued.

    ‘Among elves, aristocrats and royalty with a long history are called High Elves, and their chances of getting pregnant are quite low. Their sexual desire is also weak. So I heard they use elixirs for smooth pregnancy.’

    I see.

    But.

    How can a pregnancy drug have such a vulgar name?

    Why is the word ‘climax’ even in there?

    Beatrice’s additional explanation followed.

    ‘The more intensely you climax while receiving the baby seed after drinking the Absolute Ovulation Uterus Climax Pregnancy Elixir, the higher the chances of getting pregnant, right? That’s what I know.’

    Crazy.

    I’m getting dizzy.

    “But who is this guy?”

    The Elf Queen pointed at Jeong Yu-shin with her chin. Her clear eyes were cold.

    “Excuse me? Are you talking about me?”

    “Yes. I’m talking about you, Barbaroi. Since the situation was flowing naturally, I didn’t say anything, but if you’re just an innkeeper, you should be standing in the corner. Pouring liquor and sitting right at the table. Tsk.”

    After speaking, the Elf Queen crossed her arms and shook her head.

    Her green hair swayed softly.

    Her attitude was quite overbearing, and he was at a loss for words.

    “…”

    “Seeing Ingrid’s familiar acting cute, it seems like you’re acquainted, so I’ll let it slide this time. Leave.”

    ‘Tsk. No wonder she’s a virgin queen.’

    Suddenly, Beatrice clicked her tongue and muttered.

    Virgin queen?

    He definitely met an Elf Princess.

    Wasn’t she her daughter?

    Jeong Yu-shin moved his fingers and wrote the word ‘daughter’ on the Divine Tome.

    Beatrice immediately understood Jeong Yu-shin’s curiosity.

    ‘The Elf Princess is an adopted daughter. She doesn’t have any children. Why? Her husband ran away the day before the wedding. He was fed up with her overbearing personality.’

    Ingrid stepped forward in place of the silent Jeong Yu-shin.

    “Ellasein, this man is the next chieftain of the Barbaroi tribe. I don’t think he’s lacking.”

    Ellasein’s eyes widened slightly.

    “What about that child, Ragna?”

    “Seeing as he handed over the ring, it seems like he’s half-retired. He’s currently chasing a Barbaroi named Kaiser.”

    “Is the Barbaroi tribe also in just as much chaos? Good. Is your name Scara? You may stay here.”

    ‘This is Scara’s Inn to begin with.’

    Beatrice grumbled.

    “Anyway, I’ll look into it. No matter ‘what’ I have to do, I’ll try to obtain it, so don’t worry.”

    Ingrid asserted as if trying to wrap up the situation.

    Even in the midst of all that, she never glanced at Jeong Yu-shin.

    She seemed to want to hide the fact that he had the half-incubus imprint.

    Ingrid’s character could be felt.

    Ellasein shook her head.

    “I’d rather ask Astaroth. If we search the eastern district well, we might find one or two half-incubi.”

    Astaroth sipped his liquor and shrugged his shoulders.

    “Don’t get your hopes up too high. They’re very rare.”

    Ellasein glared at Lynn, who was sleeping in Jeong Yu-shin’s front pocket, and sighed.

    “Hoo. It’ll come out someday. There’s plenty of time.”

    Jeong Yu-shin slowly opened his mouth.

    “If it’s half-incubus fluid, I might be able to get it for you.”

    The people sitting at the round table widened their eyes and looked at Jeong Yu-shin. Ingrid’s eyes, in particular, widened the most.

    “You? How so?”

    Ellasein asked.

    “Believe it or not, I’m the leader of the Small and Medium-Sized Clan Alliance. If I gather information scattered throughout the city, I’ll be able to find out where a half-incubus is.”

    “Information flowing from low places is useless.”

    Ellasein said bluntly.

    Jeong Yu-shin shrugged his shoulders slightly.

    Is it because she usually only comes into contact with high-end information?

    It seemed like people’s thoughts were all similar.

    As Ellasein pointed out.

    It’s true that the Small and Medium-Sized Clan Alliance’s information lacks a finishing touch.

    However.

    If you collect meticulously divided information, a picture will always emerge.

    Besides, this time he had no intention of borrowing the power of the Clan Alliance.

    “If I bring you the half-incubus fluid, what will you do?”

    Jeong Yu-shin’s bold statement.

    Ingrid closed her mouth and looked at Jeong Yu-shin.

    In fact, Ingrid was secretly trying to ask Scara for a favor.

    Even if she had to pay some kind of ‘price’.

    But this man was willing to take on her burden.

    It wasn’t a big deal, but for some reason, her heart fluttered and pounded.

    On the other hand.

    The Elf Queen chuckled and crossed her arms. Her breasts, wrapped in pure white cloth, were slightly squished.

    “Child, just because we’re sitting comfortably at an inn doesn’t mean you can make a fool of us?”

    “No. I’m just trying to ‘gift’ you the half-incubus fluid because it seems like you need it.”

    “A gift? I? Ellasein Dusktree, the owner of the Five Trees, would want something for free? Do you really think I’m a joke?!”

    Ellasein’s expression twisted fiercely. She looked ready to get up and tear Jeong Yu-shin to pieces at any moment.

    The air at the table became ominous.

    The guards standing watch a little further away flinched.

    “…”

    Jeong Yu-shin closed his mouth.

    ‘Tsk. Her personality.’

    Beatrice grumbled.

    Ellasein turned her head sharply and looked at Astaroth.

    “How long has it been since a half-incubus last appeared?”

    Astaroth looked up at the sky and wiggled his fingers.

    “Probably… officially, it’s been a little over 200 years?”

    Ellasein glared at Jeong Yu-shin.

    It was an elixir she was making for her daughter’s wedding. She wasn’t her daughter born from her own womb, but she was lovely.

    Because she was docile, affectionate, and virtuous.

    It was a shame the elixir was lost, but it wasn’t something she couldn’t make again.

    There was no such thing as impossible in her endless time.

    She could say a few words to Ingrid, shake it all off, and wait leisurely.

    However.

    The half-blood Barbaroi kept hovering next to her. An age that was nothing more than a babe in arms compared to the years she had lived.

    Sharp eyes and a sharp nose.

    An inexplicably relaxed face.

    An attitude that seemed to deny her time.

    It was also annoying that a human was as handsome as her own kind.

    Ellasein opened her mouth.

    “You’re arrogant. How can you find someone that even Astaroth couldn’t find? Apologize now. I’ll just let it go.”

    “What if I find it?”

    ‘This child really!’

    She was going to respect the young next chieftain appropriately and move on, but.

    “If you bring the half-incubus fluid, I will grant you whatever you wish.”

    “…!”

    Bendrick, Astaroth, and Ingrid widened their eyes.

    The mouth of someone who runs a country is heavy.

    She declared that she would grant him whatever he wished in a place where such people gathered.

    Hasty and reckless.

    It was impossible to see it as the words of someone who governs a country.

    Ellasein’s lips twisted for a moment.

    “However, I will give you three days to obtain the fluid.”

    That’s more like it.

    The attendees nodded inwardly.

    “And the half-incubus fluid must be the strongest.”

    If it’s the strongest.

    “Are you talking about blood?”

    “Blood is fine too. There may be other fluids, but it’s embarrassing to say it here, so think about it on your own.”

    Ellasein snapped her fingers, and an elf who had been standing guard in the distance approached and brought a fist-sized glass bottle.

    “Bring it here in this.”

    Jeong Yu-shin looked at the glass bottle on the table and then raised his head.

    “If I don’t bring the half-incubus fluid within the time limit, what will happen?”

    “Are you scared already?”

    “It’s not that.”

    “If you don’t bring it within the time limit.”

    Ellasein stopped speaking for a moment and fell into deep thought.

    The alluring mole under her lip twitched for a moment.

    “You will have to be my servant. Until the summit.”

    Astaroth frowned.

    “Isn’t that too harsh? Scara is the next chieftain.”

    Bendrick also readjusted his position as if uncomfortable.

    “Astaroth is right. Even if it’s a bet, hasn’t it gone too far?”

    “If you’re dissatisfied, you can apologize for interfering in someone else’s business and step down right now.”

    Ellasein said, looking at Jeong Yu-shin.

    Jeong Yu-shin looked around.

    People were looking at him with worried eyes.

    Jeong Yu-shin nodded.

    “I’ll do that.”

    A nonchalant answer.

    Various reactions erupted around the table.

    “What?!”

    “Scara.”

    “Ahem.”

    Astaroth shouted, and Ingrid quietly called Jeong Yu-shin’s name. Bendrick crossed his arms and swallowed a groan.

    Only one person.

    Only Beatrice muttered in a cold voice.

    ‘Our Queen, this is a big problem.’

    “I will stay at this inn until the bet is over. Barbaroi, are there enough rooms?”

    Ellasein said, getting up from her seat.

    “Yes. You can stay wherever you’re comfortable.”

    Jeong Yu-shin smiled softly and answered.

    Ellasein glanced at Jeong Yu-shin and shook her head before going up to the second floor.

    Some of the elves who followed Ellasein left the inn, and the remaining ones followed Ellasein.

    Bendrick wore a heavy expression.

    “Scara, do you have any plans?”

    Astaroth interjected.

    “Should I help? I can ask around the eastern district?”

    Jeong Yu-shin shook his head.

    “It’s okay. I have my own ways.”

    Astaroth had a puzzled look on his face, but he didn’t ask any further.

    The drinking party ended ambiguously.

    Astaroth left in a hurry, and Bendrick saved his words as if he had something to think about for a while.

    Ingrid poked Jeong Yu-shin in the side.

    “To my room.”

    Jeong Yu-shin followed Ingrid into the room.

    Ingrid gave a bitter smile.

    “Scara, I’m sorry.”

    “Don’t say that. You’ve done so much for me so far.”

    When he spat on Astaroth’s face.

    Ingrid was the one who stepped in to mediate.

    And despite being sexually harassed, she coolly forgave him.

    A magnanimous woman.

    It was an opportunity to repay her kindness.

    “Scara.”

    Ingrid made eye contact with Jeong Yu-shin.

    The bright moonlight coming in through the window illuminated the two.

    ‘Hmm?’

    Beatrice made a strange humming noise.

    Jeong Yu-shin stepped back.

    “It’s late. Please rest comfortably.”

    Jeong Yu-shin returned to his room and lay down on the bed.

    The quiet Lynn opened her eyes wide. Her eyes were wide open, as if she had been pretending to sleep until now.

    “Squeak…”

    Jeong Yu-shin grabbed Lynn’s soft cheeks and stretched them out before returning them to their original state.

    “You troublemaker. But I’ll let you off the hook because you’re cute.”

    “Squeak!”

    Lynn came out of his front pocket and licked Jeong Yu-shin’s cheek.

    Meanwhile.

    Ellasein looked around the room.

    A well-organized room exuded a cozy atmosphere.

    The furniture and bedding weren’t that cheap either.

    It’s not bad for a short stay.

    She had her servants tidy up the room, but there was nothing to clean up or put anything new.

    All she had to do was bring a few personal items.

    Ellasein waved her hand, and the servants left the room.

    Creak.

    Thud.

    Ellasein sat on the bed and looked at the moon outside the window.

    Scara.

    The next chieftain of the Barbaroi.

    Just imagining that handsome face being stained with embarrassment.

    An odd throbbing in one corner of her heart.

    She was planning to torment him to her heart’s content until her mind was at ease.

    Ellasein changed into a see-through negligee and lay down on the bed.

    The bed was strangely soft and comfortable, and she naturally felt sleepy.

    “Should I put a dog collar on him?”

    Late night.

    In a quiet inn room.

    The Queen’s morbid desires spread gently.

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