episode_0288

“Hello. My name is Ruan Friuli. I’ll be taking classes with all of you for the next month. Please take care of me.”

“I’m Alisa Bretes. Please take care of me!”

Alisa and I were assigned to Class 1, Grade 2. And in that class, whether by coincidence or not, was the High Elf Princess Arisha.

She smiled and waved her hand at me.

When I saw her in the game, she was a character who had no interest in anything and always maintained a poker face, so I don’t know what’s going on. To say it’s simply because I’m Arisha’s type, there are too many suspicious points. Well, she was a character who fought against the Dark Cult until the very end with her older sister Aris, so perhaps there’s no need to worry?

“Alright, Ruan, sit next to Arisha in the very back row, and Alisa, sit next to Reina in the front row. I’d like to put you two together, but unfortunately, there are no seats.”

“Yes.”

“…”

The Elf professor had a somewhat awkward expression. At the professor’s instruction, Alisa glared at Arisha with terrifying eyes. She seemed to think Arisha pulled some strings.

‘There’s no way.’

No matter what, it’s an absurd assumption that she pressured the professor to manipulate the seating arrangement for something so trivial. Even if it were true, I want to believe otherwise.

“Alisa? Go to your seat quickly. Class is about to start.”

“Tch! Understood.”

Alisa, who had been having a silent staring contest with Arisha, clicked her tongue at the professor’s prodding and moved.

-If you fall for that bitch, I won’t let you off easy.

Along with a chilling warning. What difference would one more woman make in a harem I’ve already established, but it seems Alisa really dislikes Arisha. I also had no intention of getting involved with Arisha, so I readily nodded my head.

As I sat next to Arisha, she softly whispered.

“We meet again? Please take care of me during this time.”

“Yes. I should be the one saying that. Princess.”

“Just call me Arisha comfortably. Here, we’re just classmates. Got it?”

“…I’ll do that.”

Giving a vague answer, I turned my head around. The gazes pouring from all directions quickly scattered. Their eyes were full of surprise. However, that wasn’t directed at me. The feeling of surprise that Arisha was treating me favorably was purely evident through their eyes. It was proof that this was different from her usual behavior.

“And if there’s anything you don’t know, feel free to ask. There will be many differences from Solias Academy. Don’t feel burdened. Understood?”

“…Then I’ll rely on you a bit.”

“Good. In return, I’ll ask you a few things I’m curious about, so don’t dislike it too much, okay?”

“Depends on the question.”

“Heh heh! Of course.”

Despite daring to retort to a High Elf, Arisha sent a benevolent smile. I couldn’t know her true intentions, so even all her consideration felt suspicious. I only hoped that the exchange meeting would end without incident.

*

After that, I spent the entire day with Arisha. Whether attending class, moving somewhere, or eating, she always followed along, explaining and helping. Alisa was surrounded by other elves and couldn’t even approach me. Still, one welcome fact was that Arisha extremely avoided physical contact. Perhaps she was being mindful of the fact that I had a lover. Thanks to that, even Alisa, who had initially been so menacing she looked like she’d stab a red meteor, calmed down a bit upon seeing it. And so, a week passed.

*

“The air here is truly breathtaking.”

Having finished my bath, I sat by the window and gazed at the World Tree. Its overwhelming size, soaring beyond the clouds, and the terrifyingly pure energy emanating from the entire tree. The sight of hundreds of tiny spirits fluttering around each branch was even dreamlike. Just looking at it filled me with awe. With something like that right before my eyes, a goddess whose existence was even unknown would surely be of no importance.

“Shall I go to sleep soon?”

Just as I was about to close the window for tomorrow.

Chime!

A tiny spirit urgently flew up and circled around me. It gestured something, looking quite serious.

“What is it?”

When I tilted my head, unable to understand, the spirit, seemingly frustrated, head-butted me.

Thrum!

Simultaneously, an image flashed in my mind.

-Who are you?! Ugh! Muffled sounds!

Arisha, suddenly attacked by an assailant while walking at night. The assailant picked up the unconscious Arisha and dragged her into a secluded building in the suburbs. There were so many cut-off parts that I couldn’t grasp the full situation, but it was clear that Arisha had been kidnapped.

“Damn it!”

I don’t know why such important information was conveyed to me, but this was no time to hesitate. Arisha was a character who provided help in various places until the ending. I couldn’t let her die futilely here. I immediately used Incarnation and flew off like an arrow.

‘The news probably went to others too.’

Of course, right? They sent a spirit to someone they’d only known for a week; there’s no way they wouldn’t do anything for others. Please, it has to be that way. I briefly saw the assailant; they looked to be at least level 300. I couldn’t win fighting normally. In the worst-case scenario, I might have to use the Rape Declaration.

‘Raping a High Elf?’

This was nothing short of madness. I might immediately fall from being an exchange student to a criminal and be executed. Soon, I arrived at the kidnapping location.

CRASH!

I smashed the door and went inside, seeing a masked assailant and Arisha, subdued and unconscious. As soon as our eyes met, he drew his sword.

Whoosh!

And a spirit dwelled in his sword, creating a burning, blazing aura of flame. It was Elemental Blade, which only elves supposedly use.

“Looks like there’s no intention of talking.”

Indeed, in the land of elves, kidnapping a High Elf, who was both their representative and even a divine proxy, meant there could be no hope for negotiation. The assailant would surely die. So, it was easiest to just kill him without needing a long argument.

Whoosh!

The assailant, with nimble movements, instantly slipped into my blind spot.

‘Fast.’

But I can follow. By sharing sensory stats with Alisa, all my senses, including dynamic vision, had increased.

CLANG!

My strength stat, already high, further increased due to sharing with Isis, making it perfectly fine to parry with one hand. I launched a counterattack with my other hand.

Three Extreme Rings.

BOOM!

I decided to go all out from the start. There was a two-stage difference in our realms, so there was no room to hold back. In particular, my magic power had immensely increased by sharing stats with Deborah and Roxana, posing no hindrance to using Three Extreme Rings. My current stats were as follows:

*

Ruan Friuli Level – 220 (+20) Strength: 302 + 37 (+30) Stamina: 235 (+22) Durability: 208 (+20) Senses: 240 + 35 (+28) Magic Power: 623 + 200 (+0)

*

I gained 200 magic power from absorbing the evil spirit, and then another 200 just from stat sharing. While my other stats were generally excellent, my magic power alone was now on par with a level 300 mage. If limited to warrior-type, I could even dare to challenge level 400. However, battles aren’t won by strength alone. The assailant easily avoided Three Extreme Rings and unleashed sword strikes as if dancing.

Flicker!

Flames embroidered the surroundings, captivating the eye. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from it. It wasn’t simply because it was beautiful.

‘This is unique swordplay of the Elven Knights, isn’t it?’

Elven Knights are like the Imperial Guard in an empire. Only those who guard the High Elves at close proximity can learn this unique sword dance. This sword dance is a type of prayer offered to the World Tree. Every small movement significantly enhances the power of spirits. If I didn’t possess near-immunity resistance, I might have suffered significant damage.

CLANG! CLANK! CLANG-CLANG-CLANG!

Attacks with difficult-to-read trajectories flew in succession. I was somehow keeping up, but it felt like I’d lose my life if I lost focus for even a moment.

‘Damn it. When are the others coming?’

With news of the High Elf Princess’s kidnapping, it wouldn’t be strange for the head of the Elven Knights to rush out barefoot, yet it was too quiet. Could it be that they only sent a spirit to me? But why? What do they trust in a guy they’ve only known for a week to prioritize him? Something’s strange.

SWISH!

But questions were questions, and battle was battle. As time went on, the assailant began to employ advanced techniques and inflicted a fatal wound on me. A massive scar stretched from my left shoulder across to my right flank. Of course, a “fatal wound” was by ordinary human standards, and I would recover quickly. However, perhaps because it was a wound inflicted with the power of spirits, regeneration was slower than usual.

‘It’s getting hard to endure anymore.’

Given this situation, there was only one remaining method. Clenching my teeth, I turned my head and looked at the subdued Arisha. Just then, Arisha flinched and opened her eyes.

“Ugh…! Where is this…?”

“Are you awake?”

“Ruan? What on earth…?”

Because the attack was so sudden, her memories before losing consciousness were vague, and Arisha couldn’t grasp the situation.

“Let’s clear up your questions later. More importantly, I have a favor to ask. Would that be alright?”

“What is it?”

“Please let me rape you.”

“…What did you say? I think I misheard. Could you say that again?”

Arisha’s eyes trembled slightly. As expected, even for her, who was skilled at maintaining a poker face, the Rape Declaration seemed unbearable. It was only natural for her to be surprised to hear such a thing when they had just been laughing and chatting together happily that very afternoon. It was sad that I had to betray her expectations, but there was no other way if I wanted to win. I said with sincerity.

“I intend to rape you.”

“What?! Ugh?! My, my body!”

The Rape Declaration activated, and my strength amplified. My strength, exceeding a staggering 2000, granted a sense of omnipotence, as if I could crush space with sheer power. I instantly threw off the assailant I was confronting.

CRRRRACK!

The wind pressure generated by a mere flick of my hand crumbled the building wall. The assailant, seeing that sight, seemed to sense something unusual and vanished as if melting into the air.

‘Invisibility, perhaps?’

Doubling my vigilance, I didn’t lower my guard and looked around. And after 10 seconds, the assailant still didn’t appear.

“What is it?”

It was still the same after 20 seconds. And after 30 seconds, a disturbing thought surfaced in my mind.

‘Did he really run away?’

Does it make sense that a person who consistently held the upper hand would run away so unhesitatingly just because my strength seemed to increase a bit? As I stood frozen in confusion, Arisha shouted.

“Ruan! The assailant seems to have left, so please unbind me!”

“Huh?”

“These chains. They seem to have magic that suppresses spirits.”

“…”

“Ruan? Hurry!”

At Arisha’s prodding, I slowly approached. And having arrived in front of her, I squatted down and grabbed the chains binding her legs.

CRUNCH! CRACKLE!

The chains tore apart under my extraordinary strength. Looking at Arisha’s face, now radiant with relief, I immediately grabbed her now free legs and spread them wide! Her innocent white panties were revealed.

“Kyaa! Wha- what!?”

“Princess. I apologize, but let’s use it just once.”

“Huh? U-use what… Kyaaaak!”

I pulled out my bulging penis. Subduing Arisha, who was screaming and kicking, I pushed her panties aside. And I brought my monstrous penis close to her revealed, dainty, light pink vulva.

“S-stop! Nooo!”

Plunge!

With Arisha’s screams as background, I plunged my penis into her vulva.