Chapter 29 Married elf

"Hahaha~ Sorry, sorry. Just kidding."

The elf laughed as she let go of my throat.

Finally, I could breathe easily again.

"You’re the great witch’s husband who arrived recently, right? Circe already told me about you."

So she knew and still pulled that stunt?

It feels a bit excessive for a joke.

"...Is it okay to attack the husband of a race’s leader like that?"

"Ehehe. I heard the great witch’s husband was human, so I was curious what kind of guy you were. You’re more impressive than I thought."

The elf put her hands on her hips and grinned. Her toned figure made me want to fuck her even more.

"You were about to use magic to attack me in that split second, weren’t you?"

"Can’t just let myself get taken down."

"Hmm~ No wonder you became the great witch’s husband. A magical genius, huh? I’m jealous~"

The elf stared at me and smiled. She’s attractive, but I won’t forget she choked me at first sight.

"Is choking someone out of the blue an elven greeting?"

"Haha~ I said I’m sorry. You’re not

that

mad, are you?"

Violence and gender-discriminatory remarks.

These pointy-eared bitches have trash personalities...

"Or, as an apology, want me to give you a quick handjob?"

The elf made a suggestive hand gesture.

Okay, scratch that.

She seems like a pretty cool woman who knows her stuff.

’She’s got some guts.’

Knowing my situation and still pulling that violence, even making such a lewd suggestion.

"Is it okay to say that to the great witch’s husband?"

"What’s the big deal? Those boring witches probably don’t even know how to do naughty stuff properly."

Seems like witches have a dull reputation among elves.

If they knew I was enjoying daily sex, blowjobs, and outdoor play, they’d be shocked.

"So, how about it? Since it’s fate, want to have some

real

fun with me?"

I stared at the elf for a moment.

Her face, breasts, and thighs are top-tier.

That kind of hips would feel amazing from behind.

While I was seriously evaluating this elf chick, she suddenly burst into laughter.

"Puhahaha! That was a joke too, so don’t get too mad."

The elf laughed heartily, patting my shoulder.

"Making such a serious face. You’re a pretty good guy, huh?"

What’s she talking about? I was just thinking about how good her pussy would feel.

If I was sure I could trust her, I’d already be kissing her and ripping her clothes off.

"Even a beauty like me isn’t good enough for you? You must really love your wife."

"...Well, yeah, I guess."

I genuinely love Circe.

I just also tame her with sex and fuck other women on the side.

But Circe’s my main wife, right?

That’s true love, isn’t it?

"Hmm~ Interesting. I thought humans didn’t have such intense love."

The elf lightly tossed her blonde hair.

It was ridiculously sexy.

Her beautiful eyes and hair perfectly matched her flawless figure.

’It’s like watching a Hollywood actress.’

Is it because her face and body are perfect?

Every move she makes is picturesque.

"I sincerely apologize for being rough. I may not look it, but I’m over 200 years old. I went a bit hard on a human who’s lived only a tenth of that."

Hearing she’s 200 didn’t faze me.

Fucking Circe taught me that age doesn’t matter for women.

’It’s all about the tits and ass.’

What’s a little age?

She’s far prettier than humans, with a killer body.

Those hips are perfect for banging.

"Sorry, but humans don’t accept apologies that are just words."

"Oh? Is there something you want? Maybe ask about elves?"

If I said I wanted to fuck her pussy, would she snitch to Circe?

’She seems flirty, but it’s too risky to make that kind of move now.’

Unlike witches who know nothing about men, she’s bold enough to make sex jokes, so I need to be cautious.

If she ran to Circe saying, ’Your husband’s a stud~’

Medea would probably try to kill me with magic.

"By the way, are sex jokes common among elves?"

"Oh, that? No way. I just figured humans are horny, so I tested the waters."

The elf smirked as if it was really just a joke.

"Why? Are you actually interested?"

"...When a beautiful elf like you makes those jokes, it makes me wonder if that’s just elven culture."

"Pfft! A beautiful elf... That’s a rare compliment. Elves don’t often praise looks."

Did the compliment lift her mood?

She smiled prettily, not hiding her excitement.

"That was really just a joke. I’ve got a husband too. Even I don’t mess around with other men that easily."

"...I see."

Holy shit.

I thought her tits and pussy looked especially fuckable, but a married woman?

’She’s already got a lewd body, and now she’s even hotter.’

Everyone knows a married woman with a big ass is best for NTR fucking.

It’s a time-honored tale, even in the Three Kingdoms.

"So? Is that all you want to ask? A chance to ask an elf something isn’t common."

"...Yeah, I guess."

I don’t have anything specific to ask this elf.

I’m not one for owing favors either.

’Even if I asked for her pussy, she wouldn’t give it up.’

I just shrugged lightly.

"I heard you’re here to buy arrows."

"Yup, that’s right. Specifically, to check the quality of the arrows we’re buying."

"Don’t hassle Circe too much, alright? It cuts into our couple time."

At my words, the elf blinked and grinned.

"Aww~ What’s this? You’re cute but pretty possessive, huh? ’My wife’s mine’ vibe?"

She playfully elbowed my side.

I’m starting to get a feel for this elf’s personality.

’She’s the tough older sister type.’

Elves have a mystical image, but this one’s more bold and outgoing than expected.

If I’d met her at a club, I’d have taken her to a hotel already.

Too bad this is my great witch aka my wife’s mansion.

’Or maybe she sees me as a kid she can tease.’

A 200-year-old elf might see it that way. She was alive before my grandpa’s grandpa was born.

"Sorry, but I can’t grant that request. It’s a matter of our race’s business."

"Can’t be helped then. I’ll ask for something later if I think of it."

"Hmm~ You never say it’s fine, do you? I like you."

The elf, eyeing me narrowly, extended her hand.

"Humans greet like this, right? I’m Diana. In elven, it means the goddess of the moon and arrows."

"Karl Mars."

"Alright, I’ll be staying at this mansion for a while, so let’s get along."

Diana and I shook hands.

Despite living in the forest, she somehow gave off a sweet, feminine scent.

’God, I want to fuck her.’

An elf wife with those tits and hips? How could I resist?

’Maybe not taming, but I’ve got to fuck her at least once.’

She’s here until the arrows are sold, right?

Then I just need to get her to let me fuck her pussy before then.

***

At the same time, Circe was busy directing witches to prepare the magic arrows.

"You know how that elf is. There can’t be even the slightest flaw."

"Yeees~"

Circe, always kind and nurturing to the witches, had an unusually stern expression.

They couldn’t afford the elf finding any faults.

Well, it’s not just that—it’s the way she subtly insults their pride that’s the issue.

Oh my~ What’s this? The arrows are so blunt, will they even pierce prey? Oh, right, you’ve never hunted, so you wouldn’t know, would you?

What’s with these feathers? You study all day, but your sense of style is this bad? Even our 50-year-old elves could do better. How can you call yourselves women?

Oh, right. Witches don’t have men, so you don’t need aesthetics, do you? So jealous~ We’re always fussing to look pretty, but witches can be that drab with no issues. No wonder your race is so boring and humorless

~

’...That annoying elf.’

In truth, witches and elves aren’t on bad terms.

With ongoing trade, how could they be?

But that elf, Diana, is the problem. She’s the type who gets under your skin!

Her nitpicky personality is why she’s here for arrow inspections, but for Circe, who takes pride in her magic, it’s honestly infuriating.

’Hmph! As if we don’t know she’s bitter because her magic is inferior.’

Elves have a subtle jealousy toward witches, the masters of magic.

Diana’s especially bad about it. She’s unmatched in archery and spirit magic, but completely lacks magical talent.

So, they end up constantly comparing and badmouthing each other.

Even for long-lived races, female rivalry is no different.

’Sigh. Was letting that elf stay at the mansion the right choice?’

The great witch’s mansion also serves as a guesthouse.

That’s why there are so many bedrooms, showers, and baths.

I never paid much attention to that before, but now my husband, Karl, is living here too.

Diana’s one of the most beautiful elves, which makes Circe even more uneasy.

’...They won’t get close or anything, right?’

That playful, cocky elf—what might she do?

In front of her, Karl’s just a vulnerable herbivore, isn’t he?

If that cunning elf targets my husband...

’Maybe I should squeeze him so hard he won’t even think about it...♥’

Circe muttered in a chilling tone she’d never normally use.

Just saying it made her pussy tingle.

A husband she’d never have met otherwise, who taught her love.

Karl’s presence was sparking intense desire and possessiveness in Circe.