Chapter 4

My grandfather always told me stories of a great time in his generation, when heroes were abundant and evils were rampant. He gave names of great people and told me stories of them—A hero who sliced a demon in half with one swing, a princess who kept a proud dragon as a pet, a divine cleric who resurrected the dead...

There were so many stories he told that I lost count of them all. Some of those stories I liked, some I ignored, and then there were the ones I loved: the stories of an elf heroine who stood on top of every great people. I was at awe at how fantastic and incredible her stories were. It was like she was an incarnation of a goddess.

At a certain age, I learned how to read. Subsequently, I spent most of my time in our family mansion's library. Since we're of nobility, I was allowed to read a huge catalogue of books on my own accord.

I cherished every book which depicts the adventures of the elf heroine that I could find. After all, there were only so few of them, and some only included short mentions of her. I repeatedly looked for them, and just when I thought I found them all, I stumbled upon a dusty old book of a deceased sage...

It was also a book about the elf heroine. It was about Eria-sama. However, the atmosphere around it felt different than any book I read until then.

As I opened its cover, I was immediately greeted by the face of an incredibly beautiful elf lady. Even though I was still only a child, I knew that she stood at the peak of beauty. I fell in love instantly...

The book was filled with stories that even my grandfather didn't tell me, and I read all of them. I did not skip a page. Every day and every night, I would read in excitement.

To my surprise, as I reached the end of the last story, I found there were still some pages left. What I saw on those pages opened a whole new world to me. Even more so, my attraction towards Eria-sama grew.

A few years later, I entered a prestigious magic academy. I didn't have the talent to wield a sword, so I practiced magic, and soon, I was able to acquire a level on it that surpasses my peers. I was also praised by my mentors. I felt proud of myself, but I don't really think it fed my ego. I knew I had a long way to go.

Not long after that, while on a long vacation from the academy, I heard an interesting rumor circulating around the town I was currently visiting. Apparently, a strong beautiful elf has accomplished the most difficult quests in the nearest guild. The rumor says it must be Eria the elf heroine. I doubted it, but I just can't let a rumor like that pass my ears and learn later that it was true. I went to the guild for confirmation the same day I heard the rumor.

To my surprise, the guild was quick to confirm the rumor when I asked them about it. Perhaps the emblem on my uniform made them feel obligated to give me the information, but that didn't seem to be so. Still, however, they said they'll refuse to point her out among the few elves that were living around the town. A smug appeared on my face as I thought that wouldn't be necessary.

I searched for Eria-sama myself for a few days. Then, I knew right away it was her when I saw her figure. She was exiting an inn, appearing to have business somewhere else. But I didn't want to waste the opportunity, so I shamelessly went and introduced myself. However, seeing her indecent appearance, I immediately staggered my words.

"I'm wearing a bra, aren't I?" she said as she peaked over the valleys of her chest. "You're overreacting too much," she criticized.

And so, I met Eria-sama for the first time and asked her to mentor me. In the end, we settled on me, tagging along in one of her adventures as she trains me.

After we decided on our plans, we chatted for a bit. I came to know that all the information I read on the book the sage wrote were correct. I praised the sage secretly in my mind. Still, there was one thing I would like to complain to him about...

He did not perfectly capture the allure of Eria-sama!

*Cough!*

I almost choke on myself staring at her...

Her breasts and backside were simply so shocking to see in person that my vision turns blurry and I almost slip out of my consciousness every time I see them.

I came to know that walking behind her was a far way harder and harsher training than I ever did in the academy. I'm ashamed to admit that I was as stiff as I was when I first saw her drawings in that book.