Guys, for people wondering why shouldn't I just use my pause game system and be done with it —
Sadly, I can't. Once I'm in a "fight" state and engaged, I can't pause it.
Like when fighting a boss, I can't just open the menu and pause.
Back on topic, yes, that "item," well, it's a ring named Ring of the Fallen.
It can make its wearer enter a ghost form, which makes me somewhat safe against physical attacks.
And about using the grimoire Marianne gave me, I felt a little complicated.
You see, I can't use grimoires, only prepared spells.
Mostly due to this body's pitiful mana pool. It explains why the original owner went the physical route instead.
And… it would really hurt my image clinging behind Marianne while she's protecting me with the same grimoire she gave me.
Thinking about it, I kinda just accepted my little mana pool and didn't try to fix this problem.
I remember many items in the game that could expand mana pools, mana shards, elixirs, and potions of mana.
But most of them are in the elves' lands, and they don't really like humans a lot. Though I really want to see an elf…
It didn't take long, the door cracked open, and a maid with long pointed ears came in holding a tray filled with food.
She had a pale white face, the beautiful kind, and a feminine face.
So this is an elf. I shook my head and couldn't help a smile appear on my face, then I addressed her.
"Little lady, you really should knock before entering a man's room."
I could see her long ears dyed red and her cheeks flush.
"Sorry sir, I'm newly hired in the inn, and sir, I… I really want to say I… want your autograph."
I paused, taken aback, looking behind me then in all directions to make sure she was talking about me.
I asked, "Are you talking about me?"
"Yes! You are the great Sir Mason, the noble who made our Destron City life great!
Thanks to you and your human rights laws, I don't get picked on as much as before by people."
She came running to me, grabbing both my hands and caressing them with her cheeks. I felt awkward.
Last time I remembered, elves are highly isolated people and wouldn't barge into others' private space like that.
"Lady, can I call yo—" before I finished my words, she just took my finger and started sucking it with her mouth.
This… this really escalated fast. She then took off my finger, a trail of saliva between her mouth and my finger.
Then she said, "I'm not a lady… I'm a boy."
Hearing her, or better said, his words, I felt like a hammer fell on my head, my mind went blank, and my body started sweating.
Did a dude just suck my finger erotically?
I suppressed the turmoil inside myself and asked him, "What's your name?"
"My name is Elaris," he said with a soft, feminine voice.
Really?
Like, for real, what are the chances of me hoping to meet an elf, only for one to literally come knocking at my door?
And a femboy on top of that!
"So, Elaris, did you finish?" he snapped back to his mind and looked at the tray on the desk.
Seeing there was nothing left for him to stay, he reluctantly walked back to the door.
Slowly leaving while giving me glances over his shoulder.
I feel like… I forgot something important.
I turned my head to the bed only to see the human silhouette already gone…
For some reason, I really had a chill running down my back.
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3 hours before
"Hehehe, he wouldn't expect this."
In the dim light, you could see a short girl with golden hair and bright blue eyes walking slowly to Mason's room.
"Ugh, it's locked? How should I open it?
Yeah, maybe use that key."
She then took out a golden key with a supernatural hue and a hint of mystery in it.
"Tada! I really should thank Mother for giving me this as my birthday gift."
The key's function was simple, it can open every kind of door no matter how complex it is.
If Mason heard about it, he would have kissed the Princess from sheer excitement.
Because this could help him pass the gate more easily, sadly, he didn't know such a key existed in this world.
And click, locking the door behind her, she jumped onto the bed, hiding beneath the covers.
"Hehe, I want to see his reaction to this 'gift.' Now let's wait for him to come back."
After a while, an imposing-built guy entered the room, our protagonist Mason.
Weird… why is there someone under my bed covers?
To her sadness, he just ignored her and sat at the desk, making strategy plans for tomorrow's expedition.
"What… What happened? Why doesn't he jump on me, claiming his gift?
Maybe he just wants to wait until all others are asleep, so he can enjoy me thoroughly later the night?
Hehe, Mason, such a perv~"
Then the door opened, and the elf boy came in.
"Wait, there's someone here… let's take a peek."
Lifting the covers just slightly so her cute little head creeped out, she was shocked by what she saw.
"What… Why is that woman sucking Mason's finger that way?
And an elf? Here? The last time an elf was here was during the Great War 600 years ago!"
"Maybe I should save the attack for later tonight… Now I need answers."
She silently jumped out of the bed like a nimble cat, leaving the room while the two were focused.
She didn't go far away, just hid around the corner, keeping her eyes on the doorway until that elf boy came out with a sad look.
Then suddenly his face twisted into anger, murmuring, "Why, why, why…"
Like a twisted, broken machine.
"Why didn't my lover Mason want me to stay here? But… hehehe, he liked it. Maybe next time I should suck something else for him."
Gasp
"My Mason is getting targeted?!"