Chapter 16: The Alien Liberator
Standing on the bed, facing Komer as if engaging in a sacred ritual, Fenitz slowly untied her clothes, revealing her most sacred body to Komer without reservation.
Was it a budding rose, a vibrant crabapple, or a crystal-clear pearl? Komer couldn’t think of words to describe what he saw—her long, graceful legs resembled marble pillars crafted by the goddess of beauty; lush grass covered her private parts; her round navel was exquisitely beautiful; her breasts, like jade shoots, appeared delicate and full in the cool air.
Fenitz seemed to realize that the perfection of her body had disturbed Komer’s thoughts. Of course, she wouldn’t miss such an opportunity. Like an angel descending to earth, she moved lightly on the bed, her full, energetic buttocks subtly covering the girl’s most secret parts. Her smooth, delicate back revealed even the slightest contours of her muscles, and the warmth of spring drove away the chill of early winter.
Just as Komer tried hard to calm his raging passion, Fenitz wouldn’t give him a chance. Once the elf girl fully unleashed her emotions, her fervor was even beyond what merfolk could match. She suddenly leaped into Komer’s arms, her legs tightly wrapping around his armpits. And that wasn’t all—Fenitz even shoved one of her breasts into Komer’s astonished mouth.
The sweetness of lust instantly stunned Komer, who had long been abstinent. Fenitz’s unexpected passion left him completely out of control. As he struggled yet excitedly to explore her body, he had no idea how much trouble his indulgence would bring.
Wave after wave of intense pleasure ensued. Komer never expected this elf girl, who was just experiencing love for the first time, to have such remarkable endurance. Only when he was astonished to pour his essence into her did he realize that many troubles might now haunt him.
Even though he knew full well he had stumbled into a huge mess, man’s nature made it impossible for Komer to resist reaching out to touch those extraordinary breasts that showcased the remarkable elasticity of the elven girl’s physique—firm yet plump, with smooth, delicate skin that remained elastic under pressure. Her slender, smooth legs wrapped around Komer’s waist like vines; to get free, she would need the girl’s consent. Of course, under such circumstances, Komer had no intention of letting go at all.
After frenzy and excitement, calm eventually returns. No man can remain indulged in a woman forever, no matter how powerful she may be—even the goddess Venus cannot.
“Fenitz, tell me, how much trouble will I have?”
“Do you really want to know now?” Fenitz realized she had underestimated this man, who seemed to her already well-understood. A true man’s hidden secrets will never be fully uncovered.
“Why not? My mind is clearer and more focused now, making it easier to think. Don’t you want me to consider things more thoroughly and carefully for you?”
“No, no, that’s not what I mean.” Fenitz shook her head in panic, realizing only then that she might never truly understand this man.
“Alright, Fenitz, go on. Tell me about those ridiculous things in your elven world that are just like those in the mortal world. Maybe it’ll pique my interest.” Komer smiled. “It seems I’m destined from birth to deal with you extraordinary races—half-orcs, barbarians, and now elves. Do you all really think I’m the liberator of all races?”
Seeing Fenitz’s uneasy, naked body wriggling shyly in front of him, Komer felt a surge of desire again. “Fenitz, stop acting like that in front of me. If you keep it up, I might really lose interest in listening to your story. Compared to that, I prefer to explore your body.”
Turning every green, unripe body into a ripe apple is something every man enjoys doing—Komer spoke from the heart.
It was only then that Fenitz showed the tender feelings of a girl just entering puberty. Under Komer’s intense gaze, she covered her body with a cloth and slowly began to recount the secret history of the elves.
Komer fell into deep thought. He never expected that the seemingly peace-loving elves would have as much intrigue and darkness as the mortal world. The last time, it was the dark elves who attacked Finitz in order to seize the Green Wood Divine Chain around her chest. It seemed Finitz had also mentioned that the Marsh Elves’ Canglang Bracelet and the Mountain Elves’ Jiuxiao Hairpin had been stolen as well, likely by the dark elves.
Each of the seven tribes of the elves has a sacred relic representing their own tribe, with extraordinary powers. Could it be that seizing these relics allows one to command these tribes? What is the purpose behind the dark elves’ actions? Are they acting on their own or under someone else’s orders? Could there be more complex conspiracies behind this?
“Finitz, according to you, each tribe has its own sacred relic, a gift from the Nature Goddess to your elves. What exactly are the uses of these relics? Besides their inherent functions, do they have any other special purposes?”
“The seven sacred relics are distributed among the tribes: the dark elves possess the Black Magic Pendant, the mountain elves have the Jiuxiao Hairpin, the marsh elves own the Canglang Bracelet, our forest elves have the Green Wood Divine Chain, the cave elves hold the Flying Wing Drill, the white elves possess the Linglong Belt, and the fire elves have the Flame Divine Pearl. These relics have profound effects on each tribe. They are not only the tokens for the ten-year grand festival but also symbolize the tribe’s identity. Of course, that’s not the most important thing. The most crucial point is that it is said that when these seven relics are combined, they form the key to enter a secret realm—a place where the Nature Goddess resides in the mortal world. Whoever can enter that place will mean that tribe can unify all the elves.” Finitz’s expression was solemn and grave.