Teru sat on the low couch in Nol's main room. Hood pushed back. Blue hair messy. Legs spread casual.
Lucie knelt between them. Blond hair draped over his thighs. Mouth full. Slow, deep sucks. Tongue swirled around the head every time she pulled back. Soft moans hummed against him. Eyes closed. Focused.
This was the sex part of improving magic.
Nol had explained it clear: "Sex recharges mana faster than anything. Climax inside an elf? Surge hits hard. Use it right after—spells stronger, control sharper. But only if it's real. Bond. Trust."
Lucie volunteered. Quiet. Eager. "I want to help… Teru."
Now she worked him steady. Hands on his thighs. No rush. Just wet heat and gentle suction.
Nol sat beside him on the couch. Petite legs crossed. Staff across her lap. Watched with a small grin.
"Spear, huh? I thought you'd pick a sword as your weapon."
Teru shrugged. One hand rested on Lucie's head. Fingers threaded through silver hair. Gentle pats. Guiding a little. Not forcing.
"Was gonna. But changed my mind."
Lucie moaned soft around him. Took him deeper. Throat relaxed. Elf magic or practice—didn't matter. Felt good.
Nol tilted her head. Twintails swayed.
"Why spear? Swords are faster. More precise. Spears are… long. Clunky."
Teru exhaled slow. Lucie's tongue hit a good spot. He patted her head again. Reward.
"Reach. Control. Distance. I'm not built for close-up brawls. Spear keeps bad guys at bay. Lets me protect the girls without getting swarmed."
Lucie pulled off for a second. Gasped. Licked her lips.
"Teru… wants to protect us…"
She dove back down. Faster now. Eager.
Nol watched. Green eyes sparkled.
"Romantic. Spear for defense. Sword for ego. I like it."
Teru's other hand found Nol's thigh. Squeezed light.
"Plus… long weapon. Fits the theme."
Nol laughed. High and bright.
"Pervert."
Lucie moaned agreement around his cock. Vibrations hit hard.
Teru's hips twitched once. Close.
"Gonna cum."
Lucie didn't pull off. Took him deep. Swallowed every pulse. Throat worked. Drank it all.
Teru groaned low. Hand tightened in her hair. Gentle.
Lucie pulled back slow. Licked clean. Looked up. Eyes glassy. Smile shy.
"Feel… stronger?"
Teru exhaled. Nodded.
"Yeah. Mana's buzzing."
Ding!
[Lust Energy +280 – Enthusiastic Oral Climax Bonus]
[Mana Recharge Complete – Next spell cast +30% power and control for 1 hour]
[Loyalty: Lucie Menelumia – 100% (maintained)]
Nol leaned in. Kissed his cheek.
"Good girl, Lucie. Now let's test it. Spear practice outside?"
Teru stood. Helped Lucie up. She wobbled a little. Smiled.
"Yeah. Let's see what this surge does."
He looked at Nol.
"Spear first. Then we build one. Magic-reinforced. Light. Sharp."
Nol hopped up. Staff twirling.
"Deal. I'll make the shaft. You make the tip deadly."
Lucie hugged his arm.
"I'll help… Teru."
Teru smirked. Pulled both girls close.
"Let's go."
The three of them walked out to the garden.
Moon high. Plants oversized from earlier practice.
Teru felt the mana hum inside him. Stronger. Clearer.
'Spear. Defense. Protection. Sex boosts. Bonds. Training.'
'This is how we win.'
The garden waited.
Teru stepped forward.
Ready.
They stood out in the open clearing behind the village. Cold night wind brushed their faces. Stars burned bright overhead—sharp, alive, almost moving. Moonlight painted everything silver.
Teru pulled Lucie closer. Arm around her waist. She leaned into him. Quiet. Warm against the chill.
They looked up. No words. Just the sky.
Then—
"Ahem."
Nol stepped out from the shadows. Petite form wrapped in her cloak. Twintails swaying. Staff already in hand.
"So. Forgot why you came out here?"
Teru scratched the back of his head. Hood still up.
"Sorry."
Nol laughed. Light. Playful.
"No problem. I'd get lost too."
She hopped forward. Staff tapped the ground once. Yellow gems flared.
Magic rippled. Four spears materialized in the air. Floating. Waiting.
One holy white—pure light, angelic runes, too bright, too clean.
One demonic black—twisted spikes, red veins pulsing, heavy malice.
One blue—water theme, flowing curves, droplets suspended around the shaft.
One red—crimson spearhead, jagged star-shaped guard, wrapped in faint red chains that shimmered like blood.
Nol gestured.
"Which one matches you?"
Teru stepped forward. Looked them over.
He reached for the holy one first. Grip closed around the shaft.
It felt… right. In theory. Light. Pure. Matched his name—Teru, Light Bringer. But the weight was wrong. Too soft. Too forgiving.
He let go.
Next the demonic one. Black metal cold. Malice crawled up his arm like oil. He dropped it fast. Spear clattered to the grass.
Water one next. Blue shaft cool to the touch. Fluid. Graceful. But it slipped in his hand—like holding running water. No grip. No control.
He shook his head.
Then the red one.
Nol's eyes widened.
"Don't even try that one. It's been asleep since its last user. A demigod named Cú Chulainn died holding it. The spear chooses. And it hasn't chosen in centuries."
Teru ignored her.
He wrapped his hand around the crimson shaft.
The spear reacted.
Red chains snapped tight. Spearhead flared. A pulse of raw power shot up his arm—not painful. Alive. Hungry. Like it recognized something.
The air around him shimmered. Faint red aura mixed with his blue mana. Spear hummed low. Chains loosened just enough to let him hold it steady.
Nol stared. Mouth open.
"…It woke up."
Lucie clutched Teru's sleeve.
"Teru…?"
He lifted the spear. Balanced it. Twirled once. Light. Perfect reach. Balanced like an extension of his arm.
"Feels right."
Nol hopped closer. Green eyes huge.
"Cú Chulainn's spear. Gáe Bolg. The Barbed Spear that Pierces with Death. It never chose anyone after him. Until now."
Teru looked at the spear. Red chains wrapped around his forearm like a gauntlet. Comfortable. Not binding.
"Guess it likes me."
Nol laughed. Shocked. Excited.
"You really are the savior. Even ancient weapons wake up for you."
Lucie looked up at him. Eyes shining.
"It suits you… Teru."
Teru twirled the spear again. Felt the power hum.
"Training starts tomorrow. Spear. Magic. Bonds. All of it."
He planted the spear tip in the ground. Red chains loosened. Spear stood upright on its own.
Nol grinned wide.
"Tomorrow then. But tonight… rest. You earned it."
Teru pulled both girls close. One arm around Lucie. One around Nol.
"Yeah. Tonight we rest."
They walked back toward the house. Spear followed—floating behind Teru like a loyal shadow. Red glow soft in the moonlight.
The stars watched.
The tree pulsed brighter.
Teru smirked to himself.
'Spear chosen. Magic growing. Girls mine. World next.'
He squeezed Lucie and Nol tighter.
'This is my start.'
The night stayed quiet.
Warm.
His.
The next morning came clear and bright.
Teru stood in the open training clearing behind the village. Sunlight cut through the leaves. Grass soft under his sneakers.
Lucie and Nol watched from the side. Both smiling. Nol munching on a honey cake. Lucie holding a small basket of fruit.
A figure stepped out from the trees.
Tall. Athletic. Silver-white hair tied high in a ponytail, bangs framing sharp red eyes. Pointed ears pierced with small silver rings. Fair skin. Tight black-and-silver armor hugged her body—chest plate with deep cleavage cutout, short skirt showing toned thighs, long black thigh-high boots with silver accents, fingerless gloves. A short red cape fluttered behind her. Sword at her hip. Posture straight. Chin high.
Firis Hagerhelm.
She crossed her arms under her chest. Pushed her breasts up without meaning to. Red eyes narrowed at Teru.
"So, savior-sama picked *me* to train with. Tch. Fine."
Teru looked her over. Calm. No reaction on his face.
'Right. Right. Alpha bitch personality.'
Inside his head he grinned.
'System, I just decided who's joining the harem next.'
Ding!
[Target: Firis Hagerhelm – Loyalty Potential: 0% → 12% (Initial Interest Detected)]
[Tsundere traits noted. High combat skill. Sword specialist. Bond progress will require patience and teasing.]
Teru kept his voice even.
"Yeah. You're the best sword fighter here. I need to learn spear work. But I also need someone who can push me. Hard."
Firis huffed. Looked away. Cheeks tinted pink.
"Don't get cocky just because the tree likes you. I'm not going easy."
Teru pulled Gáe Bolg from his back. The crimson spear materialized in his hand—red chains loose, spearhead glinting sharp.
"Wouldn't want easy."
Firis drew her sword. Silver blade flashed in the sun. She took a stance—low, balanced, ready.
"Then come at me, savior-sama."
Teru twirled the spear once. Felt the weight. The hum. The chains tightened around his forearm like a gauntlet.
Lucie called from the side.
"Be careful, Teru!"
Nol waved her staff.
"Don't break him too fast, Firis!"
Firis smirked.
"I'll break him when I'm ready."
Teru stepped forward. Spear tip low.
"Let's see what you've got."
He lunged.
Firis parried. Metal rang. Sparks flew.
They clashed again. Fast. Hard. Spear reach vs sword speed.
Teru thrust. Firis dodged. Slapped the shaft aside. Counter-cut at his side.
He spun the spear. Blocked. Pushed back.
Sweat started. Breathing quick.
Firis's eyes narrowed. Smile small. Dangerous.
"Not bad… for a human."
Teru grinned.
"You're holding back."
Firis laughed short.
"So are you."
She dashed in. Sword flashed three times—quick cuts.
Teru blocked two. Dodged the third. Thrust low.
Firis jumped back. Landed light.
"Faster."
Teru nodded.
"Faster."
They moved again. Spears and sword blurred. Footwork sharp. No killing intent. Just training. Pushing limits.
Lucie watched. Hands clasped. Worried but proud.
Nol ate another cake.
"Get him, Firis! Make him sweat!"
After ten minutes both stopped. Breathing hard. Sweat on skin.
Firis sheathed her sword. Chest heaving. Armor tight.
"You're… decent. For a beginner."
Teru planted the spear. Wiped his forehead.
"You're better than decent. Teach me."
Firis looked away. Cheeks red again.
"Tch. Fine. Every morning. Same time. Don't be late."
Teru nodded.
"Deal."
Firis turned to leave. Stopped. Looked over her shoulder.
"And… call me Firis. Not 'miss' or whatever."
Teru smirked.
"Firis."
She huffed. Walked off. Cape fluttering.
Lucie ran over. Hugged Teru's arm.
"You did great, Teru!"
Nol hopped up beside him.
"She likes you. Tsundere way. Give her time. She'll melt."
Teru looked after Firis's retreating figure.
"Yeah."
'Next harem member locked. Tsundere swordswoman. Perfect.'
He squeezed Lucie's hand.
"Let's eat. Then more magic."
Nol grinned.
"And maybe more… practice later?"
Teru chuckled.
"Maybe."
The three of them walked back to the house.
Sun climbing higher.
Village alive around them.
Teru felt the spear on his back. The mana in his veins. The girls beside him.
'Training. Bonds. Growth.'
'This is how we win.'
By the end of the day, Teru had improved a lot.
Sweat ran down his face. Hood pushed back. Blue hair stuck to his forehead. Gáe Bolg rested point-down in the grass beside him. Chest rose and fell heavy.
Firis stood a few paces away. Sword sheathed. Armor shiny with sweat. Red eyes still sharp. Breathing steady but harder than when they started.
Teru wiped his face with his sleeve. Looked at her.
"So… what did you think of today's training?"
Firis crossed her arms. Looked away. Chin up.
"Tch. Don't get so comfy, savior-sama."
She paused. Voice quieter.
"…Do thank you for letting me show my sword skills."
Ding!
[Target: Firis Hagerhelm – Loyalty: 12% → 24%]
Teru spoke in his head.
'24% only? Lucie and Nol were at 80% then shot higher.'
Ding!
[That was because you were fucking them. Raw-dogging them. Making them feel good. You were using me the way I was designed. Plus elves in Youkoso Sukebe Elf no Mori e can't stop having sex after starting. You know. Being a virgin for so long.]
Teru almost laughed out loud. Kept it in. Just smirked small.
Firis noticed. Narrowed her eyes.
"What's so funny?"
Teru shook his head.
"Nothing. Just… thinking."
He picked up the spear. Twirled it once. Red chains loose around his arm.
"You're good. Really good. Thanks for pushing me."
Firis huffed. Turned half away. Cheeks pink again.
"Don't thank me. It's my duty. As a warrior."
She glanced back. Quick. Eyes flicked to his chest. His arms. The spear.
"…You're not bad. For a human."
Teru grinned.
"High praise."
Firis rolled her eyes. But the corner of her mouth twitched.
"Same time tomorrow. Don't be late."
She walked off. Cape fluttering. Sword at her hip.
Teru watched her go. Spear resting on his shoulder.
Lucie ran over. Hugged his arm.
"You did amazing, Teru!"
Nol hopped up beside him. Grinned.
"She's melting. Slowly. Tsundere speed."
Teru ruffled Lucie's hair. Looked at Nol.
"Yeah. Slow burn. That's fine."
He looked toward the village. Sun low now. Sky turning orange.
'24%. She's warming up. Sword skills sharp. Personality prickly. But loyal underneath. She'll fit.'
He squeezed Lucie's hand.
"Let's head back. Eat. Rest. Tomorrow more training."
Nol nodded.
"And maybe… reward later?"
Teru chuckled.
"Maybe."
The three of them walked toward the house. Firis's figure disappeared into the village paths.
Teru felt the spear's weight. The mana still humming from the day.
'Magic stronger. Spear chosen. Firis thawing. Bonds growing.'
'This is how we build.'
The evening light faded soft.
The village quieted.
Teru walked on.
Ready for tomorrow.
To be continued
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