Hunt for the Necromancer- The Complete Series, page 9
part #1 of Hunt for the Necromancer Series
“Ladies first,” I motioned, my voice coming out rather grave. She acquiesced, grabbing on to the ladder and starting up. I immediately followed.
I didn’t feel like waiting on the forest floor for them to fetch new bows and kill me where I stood, but I also didn’t mind looking up and having full view of the captain’s round ass, swaying with every step up.
We crossed the canopy, leaves brushing against my face, branches scratching at my arms. We climbed until we reached a wooden platform, set over a group of stronger, wider boughs. Glad the stamina let me reach the platform without losing my breath (because we all know IRL I’d either be left behind or gasping for air with the side of my torso in stabbing pain), I passed over it and stood, assessing my surroundings.
My eyes took in a third elf, who probably stood behind in guard to let the ladder down when the other two arrived back. A small fire was contained within a sort of lantern, wires twisted up in decorative curves. This new elf also had pretty features, which I took as something common among this race, and her hair was as dark as Eleria. She assessed me with clear suspicion as she helped Eleria sit.
“Easy now, Rhea,” the hot captain called, motioning a hand. “This man won us in a fair fight and spared our lives. He also said he’s hunting the Necromancer, so I believed we owed him as much as hearing him out.”
Rhea tutted before she sat by Eleria and opened a small leather purse, pulling a vial from it. She still had a cocked eyebrow when she murmured, “Whatever you say, captain.”
The light-haired elf sat down, crossing her legs and indicating for me to sit across of her. I did so, holding my sword over my thighs so it wouldn’t get in the way.
“My name is Aerin. I once was the captain of the city guard. That is, before our queen made a pact with the Necromancer, killed the king and turned the kingdom upside down.”
My brows rose in surprise. “Wow. That’s harsh.” She nodded. “I’m Aaron, by the way.”
Her eyes roamed over me for a moment. Eying the two girls behind her. They held wide eyes at me. I frowned, wondering if I said something off. Was it insulting saying that the queen killing her husband was harsh? Maybe that was usual among elves?
“We caught a demoness last night,” captain Aerin continued, long fingers resting over her knees. “Before we killed her, she said her mistress was killed by some human called Aaron. Is that you?”
I nodded, sighing in relief. Guess they were surprised with such a coincidence, that ended up fitting my wishes as a glove. “I am. I made Astra my ally two nights ago.”
Aerin tutted, resting her weigh on her elbows as she leaned forward, blue eyes still studying me. “That’s impressive, I cannot deny.” She blinked up at me, the tiniest of smiles stretching her lips. “How is your health? You did miss that cliff completely.”
I breathed out, laughing. “I lost a quarter of health. You guys caught me off guard.”
Once more, Aerin gave me a once-over. But this time, her eyes were warm as she tilted her head, some locks of hair escaping to the space between her breasts. “Well, I guess we do not only owe you our lives but the fact that the number of demon invasions in the forest decreased ridiculously in the past few days.” Looking over her shoulder, tilted her chin to the other elves.
Rhea, who still held an eyebrow raised in suspicion, fetched a clear vial from her purse. It was precisely like a lab tube, a small cork keeping the liquid inside it sealed. She sighed as if she disagreed with the choice but didn’t have a high enough rank to differ. Pausing a hand on the wooden platform we were in and crawling a step in my direction, she stretched an arm, offering me the vial. Her eyes didn’t meet mine as she looked sideways. The side of her face caught the light of the lantern, a set of piercings over her ears glistening.
“Thanks,” I took the potion between my fingers, glad I wouldn’t have to waste one of my own. I watched her sitting back and once more directing her attention to Eleria. The two were very similar - lithe bodies, small breasts, dark-green hair. So similar in fact, I expected them to be relatives. Not wanting to offend and still feeling Aerin’s gaze upon me, I brought the vial up to my face. The blue liquid swirled around itself, pearly, glittery and most certainly bewitched.
I gulped, fearing whatever it was. My fingers closed around the cork as Aerin rose a hand to stop me.
“Wait,” she called and I lowered the vial, wondering for a moment if it was poison and she just felt guilty about it. “This potion has a special effect that will be wasted if you drink it while you’re up here.” I squinted at her but put the vial away anyhow. “Also, are you sure you think you can take on the Queen? You don’t seem any higher than level sixteen.”
“That’s because I’m not. But I haven’t heard any animals around the woods. I thought I’d have to leave the forest to find ways of grinding experience.”
Aerin shook her head. “If you plan on taking the Queen on, you’ll need some ten levels more. Besides, you won’t manage to cross the forest without passing through the city, where her royal guard is watching.”
I cocked an eyebrow, looking between the three girls. “And… what are you supposed to be? I mean, I thought you were guards.” And Aerin was referred to as captain.
She sighed, raising her knees to her chest and hugging them. “We were guards, up until the Queen-bitch changed everything. We’re now part of a small resistance. There are others spread atop trees…” She rested her chin against her arms, her eyes unfocused. “But we’re too small a number. The majority of the guard stood back at the city, too afraid to defy the Queen and the Necromancer. The best we can do is take them out little by little… Our own former friends.”
“But traitors anyhow,” Rhea roared, baring her teeth. “The Necromancer is a slave-owner. The first step out of the line, and we’ll be as good as slaves for them in the capital. If we don’t kill the guards, we can’t kill her.”
“Slave owner?” My brows shot up. That was the first concrete piece of information about the Necromancer I had, and it was not a good one. Damn, I wasn’t expecting that in such a game.
Aerin twisted her lips. “Yes, any rebels or groups that loose battles become slaves. The capital is basically made of them. But we can’t let this happen under our nose. We can’t be negligent. That’s why we fight.”
The silence stretched, heavy as the three elves seemed deep in thought. I fingered the cork of the vial for a moment, wondering how hard would it be for me to grind ten freaking levels in a forest that had no animals for me to kill, and no quests prompted up. The only place for quests would be inside the city, and I couldn’t exactly parade inside the gates and look for quests, not if that Queen was as strong as Astra and her demonic army.
“Wait,” I called, Aerin snapping her head up from her arms. “You said you take out the royal guards, little by little… If I helped you, would that give me experience?”
She stretched her lips in a small smile, “Yes, of course. That’s a good idea. You’re quite strong, and this way Eleria can rest and heal up alright as Rhea does the watch.”
Eleria moved, crossing and uncrossing her arms. “I don’t know, captain. Just the two of you? Would that be safe?”
Aerin lowered her legs, sliding a warm glance at me. “If he wanted to kill me, he would’ve already done that.”
* * *
After fetching a new bow and knife from up the platform, Aerin kicked the ladder back down, taking the lead to descend its steps. I followed her, waving an awkward goodbye to the two other elves, that didn’t care enough to wave me back.
Aerin waited for the ladder to be pulled back up before she indicated the road and the two of us took it, side by side. It was a shame not to be able to drink her beauty up while in the dark.
“We have a twenty-minute walk to the point where we can start finding royal guards,” her voice was the only thing I could hear apart from my own steps. She was impressively silent. I wondered if it had been Eleria who took the steps before, loud enough for me to hear and snap at attention. “I’ll let you know when you should take your potion.”
I had put the vial back in my inventory so I could step down the ladder without breaking it, but I was a tiny bit paranoid - what if that 25% health actually made a difference? The guards we were about to hunt were elves just like Aerin, which meant they could hit me with an arrow in the dark.
That made me realize - from the moment I entered the forest, it just got darker. I possibly wouldn’t be able to see the guards to hunt them, let alone survive this shit.
“Aerin,” I called, my voice sounding so freaking loud for the silence around us. “I’m not sure this plan will work though. If it gets any darker, I won’t manage to kill any guard.”
I heard her chuckle and I wished I could see her smiling lips. “Worry not. The ones who are used to the darkness are us, the rebels. We are called Dark Elves by the people in the city.”
“That’s a neat name.”
“It is,” she chuckled again. “But don’t worry. We live in the dark because we use it in our favor. Once we enter the city territory, there’ll be lanterns.” I felt the heat of her body approaching mine. “They can’t afford to let us in and to kill their Queen now, can they?”
My heart rate picked up, which was stupid because I’ve had as much sex the past two nights in-game than I’ve had for the past six months in real life. Also, and I had to keep reminding me of that, it was an erotic game. I’m pretty sure if I tried enough, or if I wanted badly enough, I could fuck any girl I met.
I forced a light chuckle, trying to sound cooler than I felt. “I’m sure not. Do you really think I can get experience enough to level up all those levels before we get in the city?”
“I think so. We’ll just have to be careful to take them out slowly. We can’t risk them ganging up on us.”
An incredibly alluring image took form in my mind’s eye with that mention. I wondered what it would be like to pair with Rhea and Eleria to gang up on Aerin. In the dark, it was not that hard to imagine… I could fuck one of them, say, Rhea and that suspicious attitude of hers. I’d put her on all fours and fuck her from behind while she ate Aerin up. Eleria would sit on her captain’s face and roll her hips, pinching her nipples when I ordered her to, leaning forward to kiss Rhea when I told her so…
I sighed, the image clear in front of me as my dick grew and swell. If the game followed what happened in the last city, I’d probably get to punish the elvish Queen with the help of Aerin. I had to make a mental note to try and bring the other two with us. I smiled at the darkness.
This game did great things to one’s soul - I just found out something new I felt like doing, with no one judging or stopping me.
After some time walking, the boredom relaxed my dick back to its usual state. I was about to swallow my pride and act like a child, asking “Are we there yet?” when I noticed the glint of light. It was a dot in the distance but it was there, as sure Aerin’s fingers clutching my biceps.
“There,” she whispered, her warm breath blowing against my neck. If that wasn’t an instant boner, I didn’t know what was. “Take your potion.”
I obeyed her, extra conscious of her hot fingers holding on to me. I slid a hand in the air, selecting the potion that just read Elvish potion, and using it. I watched the dim bar of my health top up, blue letters appearing just under my name.
Status: Experience up
I gasped, but before I could thank Aerin, she pushed me out of the road and behind a tree, her chest pressing against my arm. “I can hear one of them coming. Are you ready?”
I fucking was.
* * *
We advanced slowly. I could tell we spent the whole day there, softly stepping around trees and engaging guards in action. In the beginning, it was a strange thing - the demons seemed easier to kill mainly because they had horns and jumped up at me without a moment’s thought to kill me for fun.
These guys were guards - they had pretty features as I expected of elves, and their leaf-like clothes were very similar, though there was some change in pattern and color. The first two levels I managed with sneak attacks, and getting from behind and stabbing them a few times, making me feel guilty as shit.
But as I got stronger and required fewer stabs and slashes to kill them, we got cheeky. We stepped up to pairs and engaged them in battle without even trying to conceal our approach. They attacked us anyway, clearly not minding to kill one of their own. Aerin slashed throats with her knife without letting her frown drop. They were clearly used to kill one another.
The road got easier as we progressed closer to the city. Aerin was breathing harder after we managed to kill a small group of three guards.
You leveled up. 19 > 20.
“You alright?” I stopped, resting my hand over the hilt of my sword.
“Yeah,” she side smiled at me and I thanked the lanterns on the way. Her face was too pretty to be neglected to darkness. “Just a bit out of breath. That last group was harder than I expected.”
I breathed in, amassing courage to do what I wanted to. “Come,” I said, pausing my hand on the small of her back and watching for her reaction. “Let’s rest a bit on the side of the road.”
She let me guide her, muttering, “We can’t. The effects of your potion are time-limited.”
That much was true. But it wasn’t as if I was in a hurry - I would only have to kill more guards. I guided her behind a tree, letting my hand drop. “It’s alright. Rest up. You can’t kill guards if you’re out of breath.”
She smiled up at me, cocking her head so she’d look straight into my eyes. “Thanks. I keep owing you. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to pay it up.”
The gang bang image blinked up in my mind but I managed to keep my expression blasé. “Nah, it’s okay. Not a big deal.”
She approached me, long fingers reaching for my biceps once more. “Of course it is a big deal,” she murmured, her voice raspy. “You spared my life, the life of my subordinate, you took the demon bitch out and you’re about to take on the Queen.” She pouted her lips, taking a step in my direction. She irradiated heat and I let my gaze trail down her face to her chest, inches from pressing against me. “That means a lot.”
I gulped, my mind blank. Her fingers slid up my arm to my shoulder, then pressed against my chest and over my abs. My heartbeat was out of control once more as I stared at her, my dick straining, asking, begging for attention.
Her fingers trailed even lower, resting on the hem of my pants. Her lips half-opened as her eyes followed her hand, studying the bulge in my pants. She adjusted her hand so her thumb pressed against my cock, making it twitch in need. My body was warm all over. Her eyes snapped up at me, lashes batting as she swallowed. “May I… taste you?”
I wanted to yell “of course” but I clenched my jaw, trying to keep my cool. “You don’t need to.”
“But I want to,” she let her hand drop completely over my cock, her fingers kneading it as her big blue eyes pleaded. “Please.”
Fuck that. I wasn’t about to say no. I even dismissed the chance of another group of guards showing up. I nodded, gulping as a teenager that never got his cock sucked.
In my defense, never by an elf, at least.
She smiled wide, the largest smile I’ve seen her giving, and her hands made quick work of my pants. She dropped to her knees, pulling my trousers down so my cock sprang out. Aerin didn’t waste any time on unlocking her jaw and taking me in her mouth.
I groaned, stretching a hand to the tree so I would keep my balance. She took me all the way in, sealing her lips around my shaft as she used both her hands to hold on to the base. Her warm tongue swirled around me as she sucked, hollowing her cheeks to keep the pressure.
I looked down, my cock swelling even further as I watched her head bob up and down, greedily taking me in. She didn’t miss a beat, sucking me off like a champ. I wondered if she’d mind if I held her hair, but fuck, she’s the one who gave the idea. So I dropped my hand to her head, clutching a fistful of her green locks. I exerted no force though, letting her dictate the rhythm. I groaned out loud again.
One of her hands went from the base of my cock to my balls, massaging them as she bobbed her head faster. I gulped, forcing my eyes shut to stop the wave of pleasure from making me cum too fast. Her little tongue made amazing work of keeping everything wet and sliding nicely in her mouth.
I knew I wouldn’t last long though. She was too dedicated to her task. Aerin took me even further inside her tight mouth, the head of my cock pressing against the entrance of her throat. Her breath hitched and still, she pressed, she insisted, she urged. With her fingers, she used her own saliva to glide her fingers easier up and down my shaft. The warmth spread through me in waves and I groaned as my cum exploded in her mouth.
She was sucking the head when it happened, so even if she immediately tried to swallow me whole, some cum spilled from the sides of her mouth. Aerin drank me dry, and I shivered with every swallow. Caressing her hair, I watched as she let my cock slip from between her lips. With limb fingers, she brought the spilled cum from her chin toward her mouth, licking them clean. Her eyes were flames in the dim light as she looked up at me.
