Lily (2)

Suddenly, an explosion came from outside the room. Amice and I exchanged glances, not expecting her to wake up so quickly.

When Amice and I rushed to the entrance of the secret room in the inner garden, a flash of fire erupted, and more than a dozen injured maids lay unconscious on the ground.

My mansion is exclusively inhabited by women, and the maids I take in have all received formal martial arts training. Yet, they were all subdued and lying on the ground, which shows how powerful that female fairy is. On the other hand, typical holy elves are peace-loving, but she attacked and knocked down over ten humans. It seems she was consumed by rage.

I had anticipated the fairy's actions. She used these maids as bait to lure out the person in charge here. Although she had shown mercy by not killing the maids, I still couldn't help but feel a little angry.

A cold snort came from behind Amice and me. As we hastily turned around, a chilling deep blue gas rushed towards us. Amice reacted quickly. She pulled my arm back while chanting a spell. A ball of fierce fire erupted from Amice's fair hand, forming a giant fireball that would take four people to embrace, and counterattacked the mysterious gas in the dark night.

Beginner fire magic, Fireball spell.

We thought we had successfully counterattacked, but when this fireball, which could even blast open a house, met the icy gas, it unexpectedly froze into an ice ball and fell to the ground, finally scattering into countless ice pellets.

The Fireball spell is the strongest offensive magic among beginner spells, so what we were facing must be a mid-level water magic spell.

The ground around us was completely frozen, and the temperature of the entire space dropped rapidly. If we were engulfed by this blue mist, we would also freeze into a pair of handsome ice sculptures for eternal admiration, just like that fireball.

But it was also at this moment that we saw the true horror.

From within that blue mist, which could even freeze a raging fire, a black shadow broke through the mist and transformed into five indistinguishable afterimages. Combined with the terrifying ice mist, it lunged at us with deadly intent. We knew she truly intended to kill us both. At this point, Amice's expression finally changed, and she even showed a look of resignation, preparing to accept death.

It was no wonder, even I was very surprised.

I always thought that only high-level orcs with muscles in their brains had enough speed to use the afterimage technique.

But the one performing this technique before my eyes was a weaker fairy, and a female fairy at that. I doubt anyone would believe it if I told them.

Who exactly is this female fairy?

Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't even be able to withstand three of her moves, but now I had no fear whatsoever.

"Have you had enough fun?"

With a wave of my hand, the five afterimages reverted to a single beautiful figure, and at the same time, she let out a soft cry and fell to the ground, unable to stand up again. Without her terrifying pressure, I hugged Amice and retreated until the ice mist slowly dissipated due to the interruption of magical power.

Beautiful Amice struggled a bit in my embrace before silently allowing me to hold her. If it weren't for the fact that I had saved her, I probably would have had a handprint on my face by now.

"Ah? How is that possible... Wasn't she already crippled?"

"If you want to know the answer, give me a kiss as payment."

Slap! My cheek, after all, couldn't escape the fate of being slapped.

After extinguishing the small fire, sending Amice off, and arranging for the injured maids to receive medical attention and rest, I went to a guest room in the inner garden and quietly watched the terrifying female war goddess resting there.

In the middle of the night, I calmly woke her up.

"You... it hurts... Ah... it's you, you did this to my body... damn it... huh?"

When she woke up, she immediately noticed me admiring her beauty. She was startled and quickly pulled the quilt to cover herself. Although she was reckless, her voice was quite sweet and pleasant.

"Who are you, and why did you do this to my body..."

"I saved you. Not only do you show no gratitude, but you set fire and hurt people. Do I have any reason to answer your questions?"

"You saved me?"

"Don't you remember that night when you were severely wounded by the combined attack of Dark Elf experts, almost losing your life?"

With a gasp, the fairy finally recalled the events of that night. She pulled back the quilt and glanced at her arm, a look of confusion on her face.

"This golden armguard on your left arm is actually the famous water-element divine artifact—Triton's Ring. It seems you remember now. Your left hand was already severed by someone. If not for this divine artifact attached to your arm, do you think you could still use that broken arm?"

The fairy looked half-convinced, but it was understandable. I might be the most excellent yet low-key alchemist on the continent. This level of alchemy certainly doesn't exist among the elves, and they might not have even heard of it.

"What are you still being shy about? I've seen your beauty until I'm sick of it when I saved you. Come with me."

Just a little teasing from me, and this fairy's face turned red, but her earlier fierce murderous aura had subsided. I pulled her up and led her, naked, to a full-length mirror.

"If you want proof, look at your right eye."

Hearing my somewhat commanding tone, she seemed unaccustomed to it, but she still pushed aside the silver bangs covering her right eye, revealing a captivating emerald-green pupil. She was so surprised that she forgot she was naked, staring blankly at her unfamiliar reflection in the mirror, unsure how to react.

"Your left pupil is a clear and beautiful lake-blue, and your right eye was originally the same. However, your right eyeball was pierced by them. I used ancient forbidden alchemy to refine the Earth-element treasure, the New Green Emerald, into your new pupil."

Although this alchemy was unbelievable and left the fairy utterly incredulous, the two pairs of differently colored but equally magnificent pupils were enough to prove that I was telling the truth.

"Also, your eardrums were shattered. The golden earrings behind your ears are the Wind Earrings, used to restore your hearing. As for that small golden pearl in your navel, it's certainly not an ordinary ornament, but a priceless light-element treasure. It's thanks to it that your almost completely shattered internal organs were able to heal. Otherwise, even if you recovered, you would have suffered lifelong internal injuries that couldn't be cured."

The female fairy became increasingly dazed as she listened. She had thought they were vulgar items, but they were all rare treasures.

Elves live simply. Although there are some treasures within their tribe, they generally do not hoard large amounts of wealth.

The treasures on her body now might be more than the sum of all she had ever seen in her life.

As she stared blankly at herself in the mirror, I was also proud of my masterpiece.

This female fairy was already very beautiful, but she didn't know how to adorn herself, always feeling that her appearance and figure were a bit plain. Now, on her elegant body, paired with a golden armguard, thinly inlaid golden earrings by her pointed elven ears, and the small golden pearl in her navel, her entire body was beautified.

Her blue and green heterochromatic pupils, moreover, added the perfect finishing touch, significantly changing her appearance and leaving an unforgettable impression.

Besides these, there were also her small pink nipples and the five small golden rings worn on her lower body, which made her look a hundred times sexier.

The female fairy shyly covered her beauty with her hand and asked, blushing, "Excuse me... what are these for?"

"These rings are my invented Thunder Rings, carved with lightning magic spells using super steel. As long as I chant the simplest spell, it will generate lightning to stun you. It's also a safeguard for myself. And it proves I was right; without them, you would have torn me in half by now, and I'd be blaming myself for being kind enough to save you, even in death."

"Ah? That's right, I'm sorry, I was too rude just now. Please forgive me, sir!"

"Hmm, what's your name?"

"I am the Saintess of the Holy Elf clan. My name is Lily."