"Who are you?"
Kurose Akira's gaze settled on the green-haired girl, a ripple of doubt spreading through his mind.
The girl showed little reaction to his presence. She merely turned her head slightly, those beautiful eyes—like emeralds carved from jade—resting on Akira.
Her gaze was clear yet unfathomably deep, as though it could see through everything.
After giving Akira a brief look, she seemed to lose interest entirely and turned her attention back to the swing. Her snow-white, jade-like feet lightly tapped the ground, and the swing began to sway gently.
Akira's confusion only deepened as he examined her more closely.
She looked very young—perhaps fourteen or fifteen. Amid her long, glowing green hair, several verdant leaves were faintly visible.
She wore no clothes. Instead, leaves and green vines cleverly concealed her most private areas, forming intricate, natural patterns across her skin.
Considering that he was currently inside the Elf Mother Tree, Akira instinctively guessed that this green-haired girl was the incarnation of the Elf Mother Tree itself…
No, no, no—wait!
The Elf Mother Tree was an existence of immeasurable age and power. If anything, she should appear as a mature, alluring onee-san—someone even more captivating than the noble and elegant Elf Queen.
How could she possibly be an immature little loli?
Fake. Definitely fake!
Yet, as if sensing the turmoil in Akira's thoughts, the green-haired girl turned her head once more. Her cold, profound emerald eyes flicked toward him again—still without saying a single word.
"You—"
Akira took a step forward, intending to question her further.
But the moment he lifted his foot, the scene before him shattered like fragile bubbles.
The green-haired girl and her swing vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed at all. In the blink of an eye, Akira found himself back where he had been before.
He lowered his head in thought, murmuring to himself.
"The Elf Mother Tree…"
Then he looked up—only to realize he wasn't facing the White Elf Queen.
"Hm? Where did Tinas go?"
Akira froze for a moment—then suddenly felt a powerful surge of emotion transmitted through his Holy Light!
His eyes snapped downward.
"Y-Your Majesty!?"
To his astonishment, the White Elf Queen was kneeling beneath the water's surface, devoutly praying to his Holy Light.
Praying to the Holy Light… underwater.
That was a prayer posture even Ivsha had yet to attempt.
Splash—
Sensing that Akira had awakened, the White Elf Queen gracefully emerged from the water. Droplets slid down her long hair, framing her exquisitely beautiful and holy face.
She gently wiped her crimson lips with her fingertips, her voice as soft as flowing water.
"You looked like you were in discomfort… so I couldn't help wanting to assist you."
At her words, Akira swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly.
The White Elf Queen's six great traits—[Holy][Pure Love][Benevolence][Kindness][Affection][Tolerance]
At this very moment, they were embodied in her perfectly, without reservation.
"Since the first cleansing has ended…" the White Elf Queen asked gently, her elegant voice filled with anticipation and indulgent affection, "do you wish to continue?"
Akira knew full well she wasn't talking about the cleansing itself.
"I-If possible… please continue! My Queen!"
"What a greedy little one~"
"Mm~ ah~"
(What follows is a sacred chant of Holy Light. The next ten thousand words are omitted…)
...
Meanwhile, in the Elf Queen's bedchamber—
The Elf Princess Elena sat quietly by the window, admiring the moonlight.
Suddenly, dazzling Holy Light flooded the room like a meteor tearing across the night sky, turning the once dim chamber as bright as day.
"This is…?"
Elena stared at the sudden radiance, an inexplicable sense of confusion rising in her heart.
She had assumed Akira had long since entered combat mode—but this brilliant Holy Light suggested that perhaps this was…
"What kind of dream is this guy even having?"
Driven by curiosity, Elena stepped lightly toward Akira, her eyes fixed on the blazing Holy Light surrounding him. Her thoughts churned—what kind of dream could possibly cause such a phenomenon?
Could it be that…
A faint blush crept across Elena's cheeks, her thoughts running wild.
"Don't tell me… this man is dreaming about me?"
The sudden idea made her unconsciously retreat a few steps, complex emotions surging within her.
She had always been confident in her looks and charm. As a man, it was only natural that Akira might harbor some thoughts about her.
But what she hadn't expected was that the moment he lay down—he dreamed of her!
That was just…
Elena glanced once more at the radiant Holy Light, an odd feeling stirring in her chest, igniting her curiosity.
"Hmph. Since you admire this princess so much, I suppose I'll help you out—just once."
She murmured softly, a teasing glint flickering in her eyes.
Extending her slender, jade-like fingers, she cautiously reached toward the Holy Light.
The instant her fingertips made contact—
A searing heat surged forth.
"Mm—!"
She let out a soft cry and hurriedly withdrew her hand.
"So hot~"
Elena stared at the Holy Light in disbelief. She hadn't expected something that looked so gentle to carry such intense heat.
After a brief hesitation, she sat sideways on the bed. Her fingers moved lightly, and threads of cold air rapidly condensed into ice, coiling around her fingertips.
Only then did she reach out again, gently grasping the Holy Light.
This time—
She could endure it.
"That's much better~" she murmured in satisfaction.
And with that, Elena began her very first Holy Light prayer.
No one knew how much time passed.
Suddenly, the Holy Light erupted in perfect synchronization, flooding the entire chamber with blinding radiance.
"You—this man!" Elena exclaimed, her brows knitting as surprise flashed through her beautiful eyes. Her chest rose and fell sharply—she clearly hadn't anticipated this.
After a long while, she finally managed to calm herself.
Looking around, she saw that the once pristine and elegant bedchamber had been completely wrecked by the Holy Light.
A trace of worry appeared on Elena's face.
If the Elf Queen found out that she had helped Akira inside her bedroom…
That would be disastrous!
And what made it even worse—
This guy still wasn't waking up!
"He's still not awake? You're something else, you know that?" Elena bit her red lips in frustration, then snapped her fingers.
A dark shadow suddenly burst from the darkness, lunging straight toward Akira…
...
Within the dream—
The White Elf Queen had already tidied her garments. With her back to Akira, she spoke gently.
"That will be all for today's cleansing, little one."
"Mm." Akira nodded, though both his mind and body still seemed immersed in what had just happened.
The White Elf Queen's kiss…
Way too soft. Way too intoxicating.
"Then~"
She slowly turned around, still as beautiful and holy as ever, warmth shining in her eyes.
"Until tomorrow."
As her words fell, the dreamscape began to dissolve, scattering like mist in a breeze. Akira was about to bid farewell when he suddenly noticed—
The great tree beside the White Elf Queen had vanished at some point, replaced by that same green-haired girl…
"Wait!"
Akira tried to speak—
But the next instant, he found himself back in the Elf Queen's bedchamber.
Sigh…
Letting out a breath, Akira prepared to get up and return to the guild. If the Elf Queen truly came back, things would get awkward—fast.
Sliiick—sliiick—
Hm?
Suddenly, he felt something licking him.
Turning his head, Akira froze.
A pink, squishy tongue was stretched out, gently licking his face and smearing it with saliva.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
"?"
An… elf dragon?
"Ha~ ha~!"
The elf dragon panted with its tongue out, warm breath brushing his skin. Its watery, spirited eyes stared straight at Akira, as if waiting for something.
There even seemed to be a hint of… satisfaction?
Frowning slightly, Akira looked down and realized that the silver velvet blanket that had been covering him was gone.
Instead, faint Holy Light was still flickering around him…
Wait—!?
Did the elf dragon just…?
At that moment, Elena walked in from outside the room.
"You're awake?"
"Mm." Akira didn't really feel like talking, responding with a quiet hum.
"Cleaned up pretty well."
Elena glanced around, nodding in satisfaction.
The mess caused by the Holy Light last night had been expertly cleared away. The Elf Queen's bedchamber had returned to its usual elegance and order.
That way, the Elf Queen probably wouldn't notice anything amiss.
She then turned to Akira. "Since you're awake, hurry and leave. The Elf Queen and the others are coming back early."
"Huh!?"
Akira hurriedly grabbed his clothes, activated the teleportation array, and vanished from the bedchamber, returning straight to the guild.
Elena watched his retreating figure, the corners of her lips unconsciously curling upward.
She didn't quite understand why she felt this way—it was almost like sneaking around behind the Elf Queen's back. The possibility of being caught, mixed with a strange thrill, made her feel both nervous and excited.
After returning to the guild, Akira immediately removed his VR headset, logging out of the game and returning to the real world.
He went into the bathroom and splashed his face with cold water, trying to calm himself.
But the White Elf Queen's breathtaking figure lingered stubbornly in his mind.
He was only one step away from pushing her down.
Cough, cough.
The Dark Elf Queen had already fully fallen into corruption. The White Elf Queen doted on him endlessly.
That left only the true Elf Queen…
At this rate, he might not even need a month to complete the task the Elf Queen had given him—to deal with that malignant will.
After washing up, Akira slung on his backpack and headed to school.
When he entered the classroom, he noticed Liu Xue standing beside his desk, clearly waiting just for him.
Akira set his bag down and turned to her. "What's up?"
Liu Xue didn't speak. She simply looked at him quietly with her pitch-black eyes.
The silent gaze made Akira uneasy.
What's with her? Why is she staring at me like that?
After a moment, Liu Xue handed him a thick stack of review notes.
"I organized these myself. Didn't you say you're aiming for Zhehai University? I don't need them anymore—take them all."
Accepting the notes, Akira said gratefully, "Oh… thanks! This really helps."
"No need." Liu Xue replied softly, her voice growing faint. "I also hope… we can be in the same university…"
But Akira, already absorbed in organizing the materials, didn't catch her words.
He looked up, puzzled. "Huh? What did you say?"
Liu Xue shook her head gently, smiling as she concealed her emotions.
"Nothing. Just study hard."
With that, she returned to her seat.
Akira didn't think much of it, turning his attention back to the notes.
They were meticulous and well-structured—no surprise, coming from one of the school's top five model students. Far better than anything he'd made himself.
Before he knew it, afternoon arrived.
Akira packed up and headed home.
After a full, productive day of studying, he decided to reward himself with some gaming.
When he logged back in, Ivsha and the other guild members were already waiting in the guild hall.
At the same time, a special commission for promotion to D+ rank popped up in his field of vision.
[Special Commission: Succubus Breeding Plan!][Client: Mary…]
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