Elsprinc 13th, 799 – Night

You put the book you got from Amelia on the table in the center of the room, then take off all your clothes and leave them on the floor. For a moment you look at the gun in your hand. A dangerous weapon that is now yours, even if it may only be temporary. Jenn said you should hide this thing. You haven't figured out the best place to hide it yet, so for now you just put the gun in the drawer of the table beside your bed.

You pick up the book from the table, then walk into the bathroom on the right corner. The maid seems to have prepared a bathtub full of warm water and soap, so you just have to go into it, lie down and enjoy the water. You relax all your muscles, then start to read the book in your hand.

'A Passionate Adventure in Salanir' is written by Gerold Insina de Qoure, a former pirate who lived about a hundred years ago. Some say the story consists of three books. You finished reading the first book last week. The book in your hand now is the second book, while the third is not yet clear where it is. The story is interesting, not only because of the fantastic adventures but also because there are many adult scenes in it.

At the beginning of the second book, Gerold and his men have just landed on a mysterious island south of Salanir. The island is inhabited by foreign tribes who live on boats. They told Gerold that in the center of the island there is a mysterious cave at the foot of the mountain that contained gold and silver. Unfortunately, the cave cannot be entered because it is guarded by a demon in the form of a fierce woman who likes to eat humans. The foreign tribal shaman, who turned out to be a beautiful girl, said that she could help Gerold into the cave, on the condition that Gerold would make love to her.

So there you have it, on the third page there is already a scene of intercourse between Gerold and the shaman. The shaman told Gerold to lie down on her bed, then slowly sat down on his crotch. The dark-skinned girl rode Gerold in a wild motion. Her hips moved up and down and twisted as she continued to moan in pleasure. Meanwhile, Gerold grabbed both of her breasts and tried to move to the rhythm. The scene can make your little brother stiffen hard and stand tall like a tower sticking out of the sea surface.

You imagine. Did Amelia read this part too? She should have because she said she had read the first few pages. You instantly imagine the cute girl. She is sitting on your crotch, naked, and wearing her glasses. Your shaft is full in her pleasure hole. Amelia stares lustfully at you. Her breath comes hard, and her breasts sway to the rhythm of her hips moving up and down.

Your cock is getting bigger and harder, quickly moving along at high speed rubbing against the wall of her tight hole. Amelia's movements are also getting wilder. She's ready to cum, and you too unable to hold on anymore. You and Amelia let out a long moan. Together you burst out all your pleasure liquid. One spray, one more spray, and one more. Until it runs out.

You're gasping for air, lying limp in the bathtub unable to move or think.

Your eyes closed. Your breathing gradually calms down, and you finally drift off to sleep.

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You wake up in a stranger’s bed. Your head feels a little dizzy, and you immediately think, did you drink too much last night?

Really? Were you really drunk?

It seems so. That shaman girl who got you drunk.

You look at the dark-skinned girl who is still sleeping with her back to you. You touched her naked body, stroking it down to the lump of her ass, and instantly your cock stiffens. You tuck your left hand under her neck, then grab her breast, while your right hand goes down her pussy, gently rubbing her clitoris. Your cock presses hard into the gap between her ass.

The girl's soft moans are heard, indicating that she is awake and aroused. Your fingers that stimulate her clitoris are already wet. Without hesitation, you lift her right thigh. Your cock rubs gently on the lips of her pussy, trying to find a way in, before slowly entering the girl's hole. Your cock moves in and out, while your tongue licks the girl's ear and your left hand massages her nipple. The moans get louder, and your movements get faster.

A knock sounded from the door.

Followed by a low call, "Captain."

It’s Harlock, your right-hand man. What does the bastard want?

Annoyed at being disturbed, you quicken your moves. The girl's moans grew louder.

“Captain Gerold,” Harlock says again.

"What?!" you reply.

"We've found the right cave."

“Alright. I'll be out in a minute!”

"Aye, Captain." Harlock leaves quickly.

"Sorry," you say to the dark-skinned girl. "Have to do it faster now."

“Yes…” the girl gasps.

Your cock pokes in and out of the girl's hole at high speed. It feels like forever to you, but finally, she starts babbling in pleasure, then lets out a long whimper as she reaches orgasm. Simultaneously cum gushed out from the tip of your cock, filling the girl's hole.

For a while, you both lay limp. The shaman girl then turns around.

She touches the purple stone hanging from the necklace around your neck. "Remember, don’t you ever lose this. It will protect you."

‘Thanks.” You get up.

After putting on your clothes and picking up your sword you get out of the shaman's ship. Harlock and nine of your other men are waiting at the docks, all are ready with swords, bows, and shields.

"Half an hour until sunrise, Captain," Harlock says sternly to you. "Do you want to make us all lose that gold and silver?"

"You won’t lose it. I know what I'm doing," you reply.

You and your men run towards the mountains in the middle of the island. One of your men walks in front to pave the way. He is the one who has found a cave that matches the characteristics you’re looking for.

"There it is," the man points to the cave on the other side of the river.

The mouth of the cave was dark and hidden behind a cliff wall. You agree with him. You can feel it. That's the cave you're looking for. You and your men cross the river by jumping over the rocks above the river's surface.

“Two men guard here,” you give the order. “The rest come with me. The sun will shine directly at the mouth of this cave. It will become our advantage.”

Before long, the sky in the east begins to lighten. Immediately you enter the cave, followed by your men. You are ready with a bow and arrows in your hands, a sword and a dagger at your waist, and a shield at your back.

At first, the cave passage is narrow and could only be passed by one person, but the deeper you go, the wider the passage becomes. You and your men come to a room that is bigger than any house you've ever been in. The place is no longer dark too. Sunlight can enter through a small opening above you.

On one side of the cave, there is a waterfall, which is small and only a thin curtain of water. Beneath it, there is a still pond that seems to flow out somewhere onto the mountainside to join the river. You approach the pond. Its water looks clear. Then you feel like something is near you.

You look up and immediately take two steps back as soon as you see the figure of a woman standing on a rock beside the waterfall curtain.

The woman is very beautiful. More beautiful than any woman you have ever seen in your life. Her naked body is as white as marble, it even seems to glow. Her hair is black, long back and forward to cover her chest.

As soon as they see the woman's figure, your men shout, "The demon! That's the demon! The mountain demon! Shoot her! Shoot her!"

But you exclaim, “Stop! Don't shoot!”

You stop them because at that moment you see something strange. The tears flow out of the corner of the girl's eyes. She is crying.

Carefully you ask, “Who are you? Why are you here?”

"I am the last elf, guardian of the mountain," the woman says. “I've been here for thousands of years, and now you think of me as a demon to be exterminated? You humans are the cruelest creatures. The boat people came to this island many years ago, killed my family, and took our land. If you are such a good person, Captain, why are you siding with them?”

"I'm not a good person," you retort. "I'm a ruthless pirate."

The elf shakes her head. “I can see your soul. You're a good person."

“We come here to look for gold and silver. The boat people say their ancestors used to keep their valuables here. But when they were about to take it back, you attacked them and killed many of them. Now, if you can give it to us, we'll leave on good terms and won't hurt you. You don't have to hurt us either."

"Do you believe every word they say? Do you think it makes sense for rude and uncivilized people like them to have a lot of gold and silver to hide in a place like this? Why did they do that? If they had all that treasure, why didn't they just share it right away? They could all go and be rich people out there."

You're silent. This elf saying has some truth.

"What do you think we should do then?" you ask.

"Be a good human. You can just leave, right now, and tell the boat people to get off this island too, and not bother me again forever."

"Captain, why do you listen to this demonic woman's words?" Harlock screams behind you. "We need that gold and silver!"

"Yes!" your other men reply.

"Shut up!" you say. "Let me talk. You all just shut up.”

You look back at the elf. “We will check this cave first. If we don't find the gold and silver, we'll leave, and we won't bother you anymore."

"This is my home," the elf replies. “I'm not going to let you all in and mess up everything here. Go. I want you to go."

"Enough talking!" Harlock shouts again. "Attack! Attack her now!"

All your men shoot. The elf screams, either out of anger or fear.

“No!” You turn around, trying once more to stop your men, but suddenly you feel a sharp iron stab into your stomach. It hurts unbelievably, and you don't expect it at all. You raise your face to see the traitor.

"That’s enough for you too, Gerold." Harlock grins. "You don't deserve to be our captain anymore. We've already decided, you deserve to die."

You can't say anything. The pain is unbearable.

It's the time, you know it. Countless times you've managed to escape death, but now your luck is running out. Your life ends here.

You see the darkness envelope you.

You're dead.

.

.

.

Really?

If you're dead, why do you still hear voices? And see the elf in front of you?

"This is my house," the elf says. "I'm not going to let you all in and mess up everything here."

What? You are sure she already said that before. This has happened before!

"Go," says the elf again. "I want you to go."

You still don’t understand, but you know what will happen next.

You let go of the bow and arrow in your hand, then draw the sword from the side of your waist. As soon as Harlock shouts, you turn around and stab him in the stomach with your sword.

The man looks at you in disbelief. The sword in his hand shakes, then falls off. You pull out your sword from his body, then glance at your subordinates around you. All those traitors.

Your sword moves swiftly, slashing the neck of your closest men, then pierces through the stomach of another. The rest of the men scream as they release their bows and grab their swords as well. They try to lock you up, then attack you from all directions. But you're too fast for them. You have sword skills like a master, and all of them are no match for you.

One by one they fell, with their necks severed or bodies split open until they are all gone. Nine men died in this cave. After all the adventures you've been through with them, they finally die at your hands.

"Thank you." From beside you, the elf's soft voice is heard.

You turn, looking at her beautiful face, then shake your head.

“I… I don't understand… what's happening…” you say quietly.

The elf looks at you deeply. “How do you feel, Gerold?”

“I felt like I was already dead. But why…?" You look at her suspiciously. You can't explain it, but you're sure this elf knows what's going on. “Did you do something to me? Did you bring me back from the dead?”

“Do you want to know what happened?”

"Of course I want to know!"

“Stay with me, then I will tell you my secret.”

"Stay? Here? For how long?"

"I don’t know. After you know it, maybe you want to stay forever."

“That’s ridiculous. What will I get by living in a place like this?”

"Something more precious than gold and silver." The elf keeps looking at you, then smiles. “But of course, if you don't want it, you can leave now. You are free to go. Go, and don't come back. Live your normal life out there."