The Prettiest Elf Princess

Her hand's skin was so soft and smooth, it gave an addictive feeling that made me want to keep caressing it.

"You insolent fool! Do you even know who you're touching?"

The pesky girl who I had flung away earlier got back up. With a sword in her hand, she charged at me, her slash filled with anger.

...Only for her sword to shatter.

"...Impossible..."

"What's with this woman!? She's incredibly strong!"

"A mythril sword shattered just like that!"

"Be careful! She might be an Archbishop from the demonic cult."

The armed people here started babbling nonsense, but I didn't care about them. I kept stroking this smooth hand.

"Could you get out of my sight? I'm not interested in men, much less in women."

She ordered me with a cold tone filled with arrogance.

Turning my head up, I saw red eyes that stared down at me arrogantly.

This kind of woman is extremely captivating. A woman full of pride and arrogance. This made me even more eager to see the arrogant expression on her face replaced by a lewd expression while on the bed.

Just thinking about it gave me an erection.

"Even though I might look like a woman, I am a true man."

"My answer remains the same; I don't want to sleep with a pervert like you."

"Eh!? Did I even say something like that?!"

How foolish of me, I ruined the first impression. Although deep down I wanted to sleep with her, my true intention was to start a master-disciple relationship first.

I didn't expect lust to take control of me. This woman's beauty is truly heavenly, to the point where I lost control.

"Please forgive my recklessness. I actually intended to offer you the chance to become my disciple. As you saw earlier, my strength is extraordinary, able to shatter a sword without even moving. If—"

"I'm not interested."

She casually cut me off before pulling her hand away and leaving me alone.

This woman is so arrogant. My desire to break her in bed soared.

"Your Highness, what should we do with this pervert?"

"Nothing, he's too strong. If we fight him, there will be unwanted casualties."

Even though she's arrogant and proud, she's also wise and knows her limits. An exceptional trait for a leader. I wanted her even more.

Rising from my kneeling position, I spoke to the woman, "If you can't endure the affliction that haunts you every night, then find me. I know how to handle it.

The woman froze in place for a moment after hearing my words. But that was all; she didn't turn around or ask anything further.

Once my business was done, I decided to leave the place.

Feeling hungry, I decided to go to a restaurant.

"Miss, may I take your order?" A female server approached and asked me.

"I'm a man."

"My apologies, I wasn't being sensitive."

The waitress's face turned red.

"I'll have every meat dish this restaurant offers and also some beautiful women to accompany me during the meal."

"Sorry, sir, we can't do that." The waitress's face twitched as she held back her anger, maintaining professionalism.

"Is that so, what a shame. By the way, do you know of a woman with strange pointed ears and platinum hair?"

"Perhaps you're referring to an elven."

"Elven? What's an elven? Is that the woman's name?"

"No, an elf or elven is the name of a long-lived race. They possess extraordinary magical abilities, are strong, and are very beautiful."

"Not human?"

"Yes, they're not human."

This world is intriguing. I didn't expect there to be such a race. I want to meet them, and hopefully, they're as beautiful as this waitress mentioned.

"Then, do you know of an elf with platinum hair? She should be famous; as far as I know, her followers call her princess."

"You must be referring to Selena Lunaria, the only princess in this kingdom of the elven race."

"Selena Lunaria." What a beautiful name.

"Lady Selena is often regarded as the most beautiful among all princesses. Countless men propose to her every day, but she hasn't accepted a single one. She's truly an untouchable holy woman." The waitress spoke of Selena as if she were a die-hard fan.

"And how about her strength?"

"Unquestionable. She's incredibly powerful, mastering magic from various elements; even high-level elements like magma and lightning. Her greatest achievement was defeating a wyvern—a monster capable of destroying a city—on her own."

"Thank you for the information; you may leave now." I said while giving her a few coins as a tip.

Shortly after the waitress left, a young man dressed in luxurious clothes approached me.

"Miss, your beauty is like a star in the night sky, captivating me. Would you like to share a table with me?" The young man spoke with elegant words.

Could he be a noble?

"I'm a man, not a woman." I said in a deep, heavy voice.

"I-Is that so? My apologies for disturbing you." He quickly left, his face flushed and head bowed in embarrassment.

Do I really look that much like a woman?

It's true that long hair is associated with women, but among cultivators, there are many men who grow their hair long. But this is another world, and long-haired men are uncommon. Should I cut my hair?

No, I don't want to. I like my hair the way it is.

Changing my clothing might be the solution. Long robes are common among cultivators, but maybe not here. However, is there any clothing suitable for my high dignity? I don't want to wear cheap clothes.

While I was deep in thought, suddenly, the restaurant was thrown into chaos.

A group of armed people entered the restaurant, led by a beautiful platinum-haired elf. They were Selena and her group, who had raided the brothel earlier.

Among everyone there, the first to notice me was the annoying elf girl whose sword had shattered when she tried to slash me.

Her face twisted in displeasure, and an air of reluctance emanated from her.

"Your Highness, let's go somewhere else. That strange creature is here." She said, pointing at me rudely.

This girl's actions were truly annoying. Thanks to her, I became the center of attention.

I'm an introvert, you know? I don't like being the center of attention!

"Naevys, this is a good opportunity. Go and question him about what he was doing at the illegal brothel."

"Eh...?"

Naevys's eyes dropped in disappointment as her leader's wishes didn't align with her own. Even so, she obediently followed Selena's orders.

Walking over to me in irritation, she sat down directly in front of me.

I hate this girl. Just because I held her master's hand, she wanted to kill me. It was a trivial matter, not worth paying with a life. I'm going to make things difficult for her.

"Don't you have any manners! I haven't given you permission to sit!"

"You're the one who's ill-mannered! I'm a noble! Do you want me to stand up again after I've already sat down?"

"If you were a commoner, I might give you some tolerance. But since you're a noble, I can only criticize your lack of manners. Didn't your parents give you a proper education? Your family must be poor, too poor to hire a tutor, right?"

"You're the poor one! Your parents are poor! Damn it!"

She said 'damn it,' is she really a noble?

Even so, she stood back up again.

"May I sit down now?" she asked through gritted teeth.

"There's no way I'd let a stranger sit with me. But since I have a noble heart, I'll give you a special lesson. Introduce yourself first when meeting someone new. Understand, little girl?"

"You're the little one! Your penis is little!! I'm really fed up with you!" she shouted, slamming the table in anger.

Why is she so mad at me? I also feel like she sees herself as the victim here. But she tried to kill me even though I did nothing wrong. This is playing the victim!

"Allow me to introduce myself; my name is Naevys of the Monaglacia family. I am the knight of Her Highness, Selena Lunaria." She said that while placing her right hand on her chest, pulling her left hand behind her, and bowing slightly.

It was a fine and elegant gesture to introduce oneself according to this country's culture. But Naevys did it with a body trembling with anger—not perfect.

In that case, I'll do it according to the culture of my homeland.

"Hello, I am Yin Long, an independent adventurer. In this country, you can call me Lyonel to make it easier to pronounce." I then clasped my hands together in front of my chest before giving a small nod. "Pleased to meet you."

I didn't introduce myself as a cultivator because that term would be hard to understand in this world.

"Even though it looks strange and foreign, I somehow feel defeated in terms of manners!" Naevys said while biting her fingernail.

"All of you, look at that." Selena, who had been silently observing from a distance, suddenly spoke to her subordinates. "No matter what traditions or cultures you adhere to, as long as you have calmness and confidence, you will prevail. Don't end up like Naevys, who got consumed by anger and ended up embarrassing herself."

"Ugh!!!" Naevys' face flushed with embarrassment from being used as a bad example by her superior.

"Miss Naevys, please, have a seat." Now that I was satisfied, I finally gave her permission to sit. "I honestly don't understand the anger you've shown me. Is it a custom in this country that one deserves the death penalty just for touching a member of the royal family?"

I wouldn't actually be surprised if such a law existed. In my homeland, there were also insane countries with royal families who viewed themselves as equal to heaven.

"...No..." she said softly, avoiding my gaze. "I was just acting impulsively. Besides, I'm angry because, thanks to you, the sword that has accompanied me since childhood is now broken."

"I see, I understand that."

I could also feel sad if my sword were destroyed, so I could empathize with her.

"But in the end, it wasn't my fault; it was yours. If you hadn't slashed at me, your sword wouldn't have broken."

"Un..." she lowered her head in sorrow.

"Take out your sword, and I'll repair it for you."

"You can do that?" she asked as she pulled out her sword.

"Of course."

It is a silver-colored sword, and its blade had broken into two pieces.

Using my power, I reversed the time of the sword. From its broken state, it returned to its original form before it was damaged.

"What kind of magic is this? It's like you reversed the time of my sword to when it was still unbroken."

"It's not 'like'; I actually reversed time."

Naevys looked at me as if I was lying after I said that.

"What's with that look?"

"There's no need to lie. Time magic can't really exist; it only exists in legends. Only gods can do that."

This brat! Instead of thanking me, she mocks me!

"You really have no manners at all, huh? You should thank someone after receiving help, not mock them. Do you want me to break your sword again?"

"No, please don't." She quickly hid her sword behind her back, like a child who didn't want to lose their candy. "Thank you for helping."

"So, what do you want from me?"

"We want to know what happened before we arrived at that brothel. Why were you there?"

"The fat boss mistook me for a woman, so he brought me there."

"Then what happened to that fat boss. We found he had no physical or magical injuries, not even any poison in his body."

"After I refused, there was a bit of a scuffle. Long story short, the fat boss died from fear. Maybe he had a heart condition."

"How could something like that happen? It's impossible for someone to die just from fear." She squinted her eyes, skeptical of what I had said.

"You inexperienced fool, there are many things in this world that you think are impossible, but in reality, they can happen." I said, looking down on her.

"I really hate that arrogant attitude of yours. Whatever... when we got there, we didn't find Albert. He was a very strong former royal knight. Was he not there when you were?"

"No, he was there, and I killed him."

"You killed him? Then where is his body?" Naevys asked in surprise.

"I attacked him with such destructive power that he turned to ash."

"What kind of power is that?"

I showed her my black lightning.

"You can produce elemental effects without casting a magic circle first?!" Naevys exclaimed, stunned and disbelieving, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight. "How do you do that?"

"That's a secret."

It's not magic but a technique. But because I was too lazy to explain, I just kept it a secret.

"Alright, I'll respect your privacy. Lastly, did you also cause what happened to Ronan, the genius mage?"

"Yes, why?"

"How strong is your physical body? Are you even human?" Naevys looked at me as if she was looking at a monster.

"Of course, I'm human."

"Huh..." she sighed wearily before standing up. "I'm done; please excuse me."

"Hold on a second. You can't just leave like that. I've been cooperative, so at least pay for my meal." I stopped her from leaving.

"I don't have any money for you."

"So, you're broke, huh? Poor noble. Just pay with your body; let me squeeze your breasts."

"I'm not a prostitute!" her face turned red before she swung her hand to slap me.

I casually tilted my head to avoid the slap. "I was just kidding; no need for violence."

"Uhhh!" her face reddened in frustration at her failed attempt. "Fine, I'll pay for your meal!"

After that, she left, gritting her teeth.

It turned out that Selena and her group were not far from my table.

Our eyes accidentally met. I waved my hand to greet her, but she just turned her face away coldly.

But suddenly, a strange circle appeared under Selena and her group.

I didn't know what it was, but my instincts told me this wasn't a good thing.

I immediately ran to save Selena in the hope that she would become charmed by me. But, when I managed to touch her, Selena and I had already been transported to an unknown place.

"Teleportation!" I exclaimed in shock.