Chapter 51 - Side Story: Eternal Virgiure

  Southeast from the capital of the kingdom.

  If oo pass the Utah Delta, known as the most fertile nd on the ti, and go further east, there would be a vast s area that denies human access.

  In the past, this pce was home to terrifying beings such as hydras, lizardmen, and witches fleeing human oppression, inhabiting a wide and venomous forest.

  However, as the world developed, even witches would rather face discrimination among humans than live in such a s, leaving only reptilian species that need moisture to survive.

  And here, a group of traders has arrived and started causing trouble.

  "Ah, e out, Nel!"

  Other animals could er the s as it was waist-deep, but merts and their escorts wearing boots ented with Water Walk magic could walk through the s without any problems.

  They were angrily searg for a being hidden nearby, not a on lizardman or mia, but one of the rarer a beings.

  "Those were the humans who came st time. What's the matter?"

  Was it because of the disturbance caused by their rowdiness?

  Not long after, a being called Nel revealed itself in the s.

  Nel's body was coated in a special mucus that prevented mud or muddy water from stig, and it had promi bumps on its surface.

  From a dista looked like a giant starfish, but up close, its limbs were simir to human limbs, and it could easily be mistaken for a humao its curved pelvis and face simir to a human.

  Gulp.

  Although the traders had caused trouble, the apanying guards felt an overwhelming sense of pressure that made them put their hands on their swords.

  Nel was not merely a being of flesh and bo a more plex aiful yet dangerous entity with numerous tentacles and parts that could be interged to mimic a human.

  Nel, an aquatic creature.

  It was one of the fearsome masters of this dreadful s.

  "This isn't what was said!"

  "What's different?"

  "They said toug these tentacles feels good, so why does my skihe moment it touches?"

  Nel was also the provider of materials that had inspired the ret trend of tentacle-shaped adult toys.

  "It'll feel good. Just endure a little longer."

  "Do you know how many wsuits I've faced for selling harmful substao the human body?"

  "Maybe the humans who couldn't endure are the problem?"

  From the mert's point of view, it was terribly unfair.

  He wasn't inally a seller of adult toys but had e to see or obtain some special materials from the strange creatures living nearby whe caught by Nel.

  Then Nel, havien all his escort, said...

  "Keep the tract that saved you. Return the favor by sparing those who invade my territory."

  "Damn it, then remove the poison from the tentacles!"

  Wasn't he asking for a seed capable of reprodu?

  When asked how to obtain it, the mert was told it was his job to figure out, as Nel handed over a few separated tentacles, calling them its avatars.

  After much thought, the mert sold parts of Nel as adult toys...

  Naturally, no sane person would buy them.

  Anyone could see they were dangerous, and wheried to force a beggar to try it, the pain they experienced upon tact with the mucus had them running to the knights, causing the mert to flee to the s.

  Normally, he would have pcated the beggar with some money, but the problem was that he wasn't selling the products properly, and the tentacles in the wooden beer mug had reformed into small versions of Nel, enf the tract.

  The mert felt like he was going to go insane.

  "If you really want to breed with human semen, then remove the poison!"

  "Any male that ot overe that poison does not deserve to spread his seed to me."

  "Damn, then they won't e out at all! No one sane would use those tentacles as adult toys without casting some sort of acid-immunity spell or prote on themselves."

  In practice, the mert had to force the tentacle creatures on people, and 90% discreetly discarded them, while the remaining 9% tried to use them and ended up hospitalized.

  Except for a trainee knight who thought it looked fun and bought one, no one would willingly buy such things when they were properly sold, so the mert was driven mad by the pressure.

  "Damn... so eh these guys."

  "What? Master, what did you say..."

  "These guys are healthy and have good virility. I brought them from a brothel where they were kicked out for being too sexually active. Let me eat them instead! This is the best I do!"

  Hearing this, the guards all simultaneously drew their swords at the mert.

  But Nel's tentacles were faster than their movements.

  Nel's rea speed was so fast that even a senior knight couldn't keep up, and she had been ready from the moment they ehe s.

  ch!

  It was only a moment before seven of the mert's guards disappeared into the s, swallowed by Nel's extendiacles without even a scream, leaving no trace above the s.

  Spit.

  "Low quality."

  Fortunately for them, and unfortunately for the mert...

  Nel had spat out all the meraries she had once swallowed onto the s surface.

  "Aaaagh...!"

  Although their skin was burning from tact with Nel's mucus, it was fortuhat it wasn't aggressively deployed, so the damage was limited to slight peeling of the skin, and moreover, Nel had spit them out deeming them useless for proper semera.

  "Why aren't you eating?"

  "I'm not a ibal monster. I get enough nutrients from the microbes in the s."

  "Hey, didn't you want semen? Then with these guys..."

  "I don't want such things."

  "Uh... oh? So this means..."

  The mert, who had po sacrifice the high-libido meraries cheaply, etrified the moment they returned.

  "Nel, Nel! Hurry up ahem! These guys should have enough semen..."

  "It's the first time I'm breeding in millennia, I 't accept the seed of weird guys."

  When Nel firmly refused, the terrified meraries finally came to their senses.

  As the muck from the s washed away Nel's mucus, their skin was slightly peeled and stinging, but it was only a minor injury akin to peeling from prolonged sun exposure.

  And then they slowly advaowards the mert who had betrayed them and brought them as sacrifices from the beginning.

  Despite their ons being severely corroded by Nel's mucus, it was better to have rusty ons to inflict a long, painful beating on such a swinish mert.

  "Save me, save..."

  Gurgle...

  Ign the screaming mert, Nel sank bato the s while fog once again oentacles she had extended outward.

  'Just one person... the one who ied himself directly...'

  He had tacted her several times without any pain, feeling the sensation of viotientacles.

  Although made of blue fluid, he peed her, defending well against her acidic mucus.

  For her, having lived alone as an a being and a figure of terror in the s for millennia, it was almost the first time she experienced such a union.

  'What could his identity be?'

  She was sure he wasn't human.

  A being capable of transf its body into a fluid simir to slime, possibly a male water spirit.

  Nel, not leaving the s, cked proper external knowledge to be sure of his identity.

  Of course, even if she had external knowledge, she would be shocked to learn how recklessly that fool had used her tentacles.

  'With him... it might be possible...'

  She couldn't live alone forever.

  Uypical life forms, Nel, stantly dividing and regeing, had lifespan, being almost immortal.

  But seeing the many creatures in the s mating and reprodug, especially a witch who had e seeking her a a knight, learning about love aually leaving the s...

  he s's tentacle creature owner, became ied in love and reprodu.

  the witch, the only creature that had mao evade her attacks for a long time, she learned from her as, starving for human e and ultimately being saved by love.

  But she was a tentacle creature.

  Her structure was fually different from humans, and although she approached an explorer in human form to get close...

  What returned was a strike from a magic sword ented with fire attributes.

  Su attack was not enough to kill Nel, but it was enough to cause her pain, and in her rage, she ed him ientacles and killed him, turning the magigraved sword into scrap metal.

  Eventually, Nel began to agonize over finding someone who could accept her, disc a mert who could unicate well and manage people, and bckmailed him into taking oask...

  The problem was that the mert, terrified, saw Nel as a malevolent being or a monster craving human flesh.

  Although she didn't refuse human flesh, she didn't prefer it either.

  Even after mimig the witd transf into her form, she deliberately avoided eating human flesh and, if she had to kill for self-defense, made sure the s's creatures didn't desecrate the bodies by sending them out of the s.

  "Is it all over?"

  At Nel's question, the meraries nodded.

  ed ientacles, they could hear everything the mert said through the tentacles, and Nel had released them at that moment, giving them a ce for revenge.

  "Now... help me."

  The meraries had no choice.

  Nel could have engulfed them with her tentacles aen them before they could even swing their swords, and the only reason they survived was that Nel had shown them mercy.

  "What I do for you?"

  "Take me... to the capital."

  But the meraries hesitated at that request.

  They didn't know what Nel would do in the capital...

  "To my panion there..."

  Seeing Nel's expression, like a girl in love, the meraries realized she wasn't a dangerous creature.

  They had no choice but to follow Nel's ands, or death was the only other option.

  Yet her Nel nor the meraries she was leading knew...

  That the panion she was thinking of was not just one person, but a human male, his genitalia elongated and protected in a way typical of slime-based coitus.

  No o knew about the events that would unfold .

  "I feel kind of chilly."

  Only a trainee knight far away in the capital instinctively shivered.

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