"Umm... what's the request? If I can help, I'll do... anything... Erina! Stay still for a moment!"
At this point, she's not an elf princess but a lunatic. Erina, who'd lived a pampered life in the kingdom, was clueless about the real world and had a terrible attitude. Some called her a "refreshing machine" for her bluntness toward thieves and villains, but that was just in the game.
Life is a tragedy up close, a comedy from afar. Watching A.A. tend to this manic princess made my chest ache. No matter how much I love women, I had no intention of dealing with this lunatic.
A.A., you better spend a hundred years with her. I hope Erina realizes the difference in lifespans, despairs, and kills herself. Bitch.
"It's not too difficult. As you can see, our territory is severely short on troops. We desperately need help."
Erina frowned and nodded, acknowledging the dire situation. They must've faced hell battling monsters to get here. Her nod, tinged with concern, showed she had *some* empathy. I cautiously made my request.
"Could you help defend our kingdom for a few days until I recover?"
Here's a question: If the Demon King grows stronger over time, why delay? Wouldn't it be better for Erina and the hero to defeat him immediately?
As I've said, this game lets you form a harem of up to 16 members before defeating the Demon King. Completing the full story takes about 1.5 years in-game time.
My territory, Peta Lucius, is a mid-to-late-game location. This hero sped through the story in just a month. A few days here wouldn't affect progress.
The Demon King revives three months after the prophecy. A typical four-person party takes exactly three months. By now, he's probably just hatched or whining for sacrifices.
"Well... we need to hurry and defeat the Demon King..."
Even a hero found this request awkward. Erina, mouth covered, nodded furiously and glared at me. I tried again.
"Is there no way?"
It wasn't a lie—we were vulnerable. If monsters attacked, we'd be defenseless. Losing to enemies you could beat is the worst. I needed rest, and if monsters ravaged my territory, I'd never sleep well.
"....Fine, I guess."
"Mmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!!!"
Erina glared at the hero but couldn't resist. She usually hates physical contact, but she's staying still—her affection must be high.
"Then, I'll leave it to you temporarily."
I said that, told them to get details from Robin, and headed to the mansion. With Erina in tow and the hero's status, there was no risk of slacking. Robin, looking gaunt, began explaining to Erina and A.A.
"My Lord!"
Ira rushed to me. Her soft touch on my face felt like heaven. Her gaze was unreadable—was she happy to see me or excited after a week without sex?
"Ira, I'm exhausted... so..."
She whispered quietly, "Just lie down, and I'll take care of you. Okay? Okay?"
I felt like I'd die, but surely not from one round. I took Ira upstairs.
"Ah! Hmm! Haah! Haah! Yes... hmm...!"
It's cruel. That rigid desire, the lewd sounds, her thick thighs—it's all too much. I felt helpless, unable to enjoy it fully.
Ira rode me reverse cowgirl, her body trembling as she devoured me. Her sweat-glistened forehead showed her pleasure. With each thrust, she moaned.
"Ah... haah! M-my Lord... I... I'm...!"
Her snake-like movements made her hips collide with mine, jiggling wildly. Her dripping core peeked as she leaned forward, oozing fluid.
"Mmm! Haah! Yes...! Yes...! Aah! Aahh!"
Ira slammed down on me, screaming. Her frenzied movements made me feel death's embrace. The pleasure was incredible, but I feared my life would end.
"Guh...!"
I groaned, releasing forcefully. Ira trembled, smiling as I filled her. My week-long abstinence made me ejaculate relentlessly.
"Haa... haa..."
I thought dying during sex was a reward, but this was hell. The exhaustion was unbearable. I turned to face Ira.
Her eyes, glazed with pleasure, were filled with love. She licked my nipples softly.
"My Lord... I was so scared this week. You said if I did this, you'd stay... right?"
She kissed me, her tongue exploring my mouth. The intense sensation made me react again. Ira felt it and gently rocked her hips.
"Mmm...!"
I moaned, but she tried again. This would kill me. It's like being drained by a martial arts master. I grabbed her thighs.
"J-just a moment! Ira, please!"
"W-why? Don't you like me...?"
"No! Just... today, let's stop here, okay?"
"My Lord... just once more? Please?"
"....Ira, I'll scold you."
"....Oh..."
She trembled, pulling away. Her shaking figure was pitiful, but I'd almost died. I stroked her head gently.
"Ira, I love being with you, but I've been monster-hunting for a week. I'm too tired. Let's do it next time, okay?"
".....Okay."
Ira nodded and dressed. Her exposed core glistened with fluid. I hid my rising desire and turned away.
My lower half was a mess again. The thought of cleaning up annoyed me. I sighed, grabbed a towel, and prepared for a bath.
Someone knocked.
"Who is it?"
"My Lord, it's me, Siri."
"What is it?"
"I thought... maybe you'd need some comfort before sleep..."
I thought, *Ira, you bitch.*
Elves marry the strong. Hearing the hero would defeat the Demon King, Princess Erina fled the kingdom, claiming she'd bear his child.
A lame excuse? It's an eroge. Her real plan was to defeat the Demon King herself, preventing marriage talks.
But she was chased by monsters, rescued by the hero, and joined his party. In the ending, if the hero chooses Erina, she says:
"Well, it can't be helped. You defeated the Demon King. But marrying me means no more adventures, and you can't rule as a non-elf. Are you okay with that?"
Thinking about Erina's story, I had an idea. If I defeat the Demon King, can I sleep with Erina?
She's an eroge elf princess. Despite her attitude, she must continue the royal line. If the hero's human, their child would be half-elf; if I'm the father, it'd be full elf. The kingdom would prefer me.
I reconsidered. If I defeat the Demon King with the hero, then kill him, no one would know. I'd mourn, hold a grand funeral, and become the sole hero. I could force Erina to sleep with me. She'd resent me, but so what? A reluctant elf princess has its charm.
A half-elf pinning down Erina, making her moan—it's hot. The plan required Erina's absence, the hero's death, and a regent for my territory.
The neighboring lord was useless. His luck kept him safe while my territory blocked monster waves. He sent no troops, as if cursing my downfall.
I'll kill him someday.
As I pondered sex, days passed. Robin's reports said Erina and A.A. were excellently repelling monsters. With the Demon King's revival nearing, monsters were gathering at the revival site—right near my territory.
Three days later, I emerged refreshed. In the courtyard were Erina and A.A., exhausted. A.A.'s hair was messy, and Erina was covered in dirt. Their stats surprised me—they'd leveled up significantly.
"We've done our part..." A.A. said.
They'd fulfilled their duty. I had no reason to keep them. I ordered the warehouse opened and told them to follow.