Summoning the Holy Sword

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"T-This is…"

Nell froze at the sight of the fluttering tentacles. Even though she wasn't a Mage, she knew what they were because there were no lack of chances to interact with magic in both Carlesodar City and the Country of Darkness. At that moment, Nell revealed some fear in her eyes but shortly after, she came back to her senses, let out a snort, and lifted her head proudly to shoot a look of disdain at the young man before her.

"I thought you were gonna be an interesting human. It seems like you're just a lustful dog. Hmph. Lowly human. You can do whatever you want with me, but you would be a fool if you think that I'd surrender. Do you think I will tell you everything that you want to know, you maggot?"

"You can't say it this way, Miss. Nell."

The smile on Rhode's face didn't change at all. On the contrary, it widened into a grin.

"This is the nature of humans. Besides, I'm not foolish enough to think that a Dark Elf will provide me intelligence for free. Come to think of it…" Rhode scanned her meaningfully. Among the female Dark Elves, Nell's figure was considered relatively slender and this might be related to her being a warrior and not a spell caster. In the game, most female Dark Elves had great figures with well developed chest and this 'Dark Elf' here looked as though a leopardess who would pounce on one anytime. There was a tough, powerful side of her in her soft body which let out a strange, wild charm like Anne's. However, if Anne was just a puppy who loved to shake her tail before its owner, Nell would be a dangerous, yet charismatic leopardess. It was especially so for her spotlessly white, dewy skin. She was like the perfect combination between the surface Elves' refined elegance and the Dark Elves' gorgeous eroticism. Her armor and weapon had been completely stripped and nowhere to be found. Currently, she was only clad in a skintight thin top and shorts. Although the clothes were made of coarse material and weren't appealing, they failed to conceal her natural beauty.

"… I just haven't seen a Dark Elf like you, that is."

Nell gritted her teeth to his sarcastic remark. Of course, she knew what he meant and his eyes were roaming brazenly on her body. Although she had been criticized for her skin color since young, it didn't mean that she was used to such remarks, especially from a shameless male human.

Damn it. No matter if it's the surface or underground, humans are so weak and cowardly. They're nothing more than slaves. What rights do they have to remark upon my appearance?!

"As an owner, it seems that my hospitality to my guest isn't good enough."

Rhode scrutinized her. Around four days had passed after Nell was captured. She didn't consume any food and only drank water. Not only that, but she also couldn't shower, of course.

Due to the grease on her scalp, her white long hair had stuck together in chunks and became terribly messy. Filthy dust also stained her dewy skin, which made her uncomfortable. Although she was a warrior, she was still a woman, after all. No women could tolerate such days.

But even though Rhode sounded apologetic, he didn't appear sincere. He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. Shortly after, the little mermaid emerged from behind him and gazed curiously at her master. Then, she shifted her gaze to Nell. Rhode didn't say much but simply gestured. The little mermaid nodded happily, extended her hands, and a round water ball emerged before her to wrap Nell entirely.

"———!"

Nell struggled instinctively. She pushed her head above the water ball, but before she spoke, the black tentacles lurking in Rhode's shadow darted out.

The tentacles slithered into the water ball smoothly, bound Nell's ankles, and pulled her long, slender legs apart. One of the tentacles slipped into her top and in the blink of an eye, her soaked clothes were ripped violently and her alluring, naked body was revealed.

"You—!"

Nell snarled instinctively. She subconsciously tried to cover her chest, but the steel chains stopped her. She struggled for a while and quickly gave up after realizing that it was all meaningless. However, she glared fiercely at Rhode and treated him as a complete enemy. Rhode was sure that if he released her now, she would surely tear himself apart.

But based on her current strength, it was impossible.

Rhode didn't respond. He shifted his thoughts and shortly after, the pitch-black tentacles roamed her body. They wrapped around her perky chest, slim waist, slender legs, and firm arms to give her a clean scrub.

Feels great.

Rhode felt the texture of her body from the tentacles and nodded inwardly. This was another enhancement to his swordsmanship technique after he transcended into the Legendary Stage. With the enhancement of the Dark Dance Swordsmanship, he obtained the ability to control shadows to a certain extent. Apart from being able to blend into the shadow, he could also use the shadow as a part of himself to manipulate and attack. Of course, he could change their usage occasionally… At this moment, the tentacles were as though his extended self and a materialization of his will.

"Y-You this lowly… Argh!"

Nell felt ashamed and resentful as the slippery tentacles slid across her body recklessly. She glared at Rhode with wide-opened eyes and cursed him in the evilest terms in the Dark Elves' language. Then, at this moment, a tentacle wrapped around her neck and tugged her head into the water.

"———!"

Nell struggled to keep her head above the water ball, but the tentacle held on firmly. After a few moments, it finally let loose and retracted, to which she hurriedly gasped for air.

"Haa… Haa…"

Then, Rhode's calm, apathetic voice sounded.

"It seems that apart from cleaning your body thoroughly, you need a mouthwash too."

"You…!

Rhode's smile remain unchanged to her murderous stare. But at this moment, one of the tentacles extended and made a taunting gesture, and Nell froze speechlessly.

"Argh…"

Shortly after, she felt that something strange was happening to her body.

The ice-cold water stimulated her skin while the tentacles skillfully cleaned every inch of her body. Nell felt that they weren't only washing, but also searching for her weaknesses. They tangled, wrapped, and touched her body that was rather numbed by the ice-cold water. Then, a burning sensation inside her spread throughout her body and dissipated the cold sensation. At this moment, she had lost all mood to ridicule and berate Rhode. She gritted her teeth to strongly refuse the unfamiliar sensation. At the same time, the wrath inside her burned wilder.

Damn human. I'm gonna kill you! I'm definitely gonna kill you!

Although she was full of hate and vengeance, her instinctive reactions failed to follow the will of the Dark Elves. Shortly after, the deep groans which she let out when tolerating pain turned into somewhat sensual gasps while reddish pink smeared across her white, fair cheeks. She trembled to the stimulating touches of the tentacles, but unlike how she avoided them before, she seemed to be craving for them much more.

Rhode narrowed his eyes.

"I didn't expect that you'd be feeling lustful in this situation. Rumor has it that all Dark Elves are lustful creatures. It seems that it is true."

"You… I'm… not… ahh…!"

Nell instinctively refuted, but at this moment, one of the tentacles slid up her legs and the thrilling sensation interrupted her train of thought, which forced a moan out of her. This infuriated her because Elves, in general, were extremely sensitive to touches. The surface Elves avoided body contact and only friends who they approved could touch them. But the Dark Elves were the complete opposite, where they used their bodies to entice others in order to gain supreme happiness. Not only that, but the motive of their sexual intercourse wasn't purely an act out of love, but was generally for the sake of reproduction. If they could give birth to powerful girls with formidable magical abilities, it would be beneficial to the entire family.

But within the family, only the matriarch held the rights to reproduce. After all, pregnant females were fragile. If they didn't possess powerful strength or positions worthy of being protected by bodyguards, their lives would be at risk from the other family members.

Nell had never touched any men before. Dark Elves in the underground world spurned her skin color and her lack of magical talents predetermined that she couldn't give birth to offspring with magical abilities. On the other hand, most of the population in the Country of Darkness was undead. One couldn't count on the undeads for having interests in mortals. Perhaps the Vampires who treated lust as etiquette might have a market, but for the Death Knights… Forget it.

It could even be said that this was the first time she had been touched by 'someone'. This fresh, unfamiliar feeling terrified her. She ground her teeth and focused her will of the warrior in resisting the waves of assault. However, she stiffened as soon as the tentacle slid between her ample buttocks. Although she was inexperienced in this aspect, she knew what Rhode was up to as a promiscuous race of the Dark Elves.

"Wait, human. T-That isn't for…"

"I've told you, Miss. Nell. A thorough cleaning of every inch of your body… Including the inside."

This was the first time Nell's complexion turned pale and Rhode snapped his fingers with a grin.

At the very next moment, Nell felt an incomparable pain entering from behind her and it tore through her body and soul.