Blade of the Goddess-Chapter 143 (Slight 18+)

Three days passed, and nothing interesting happened during that time. Zion had his people in every house keep an eye out, and drones were all over Alfheim observing the land for any demonic activities.

"Mfrghh~Gulk~Gawk~Slrp~You like thish~Mashter~" An elf girl asked while giving Zion a blowjob.

"Yeah, keep going." He said, pushing his cock deeper into her throat.

The elf took all of Zion gracefully, her eyes full of lust as she drooled all over his cock. She was in heaven, having the opportunity to please her master.

Her juices stained the floor as she fingered her wet pussy vigorously, hungry for a dick. But since Zion only ordered her to please him with her mouth, she could only imagine how great it would feel if he stretched her insides.

"Gawk~Gawk~Gawk~Gawk~"

Without warning, a large bulk of semen burst from Zion’s cock, filling the elfs mouth to the brim. She held her hands in the form of a cup to catch what dripped from her mouth so she wouldn’t waste his precious baby seeds.

"Good girl." Zion complemented, patting the elf’s head.

"Mmmm. Do you need anything else, master? You can use my pussy if you want." She begged, her juices still leaking onto the floor.

"Maybe later, as much as I want to fuck you right now, I have to focus on finding whoever is behind these sapling kidnapping."

"Hehe, sapling kidnapping." The elf laughed

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Zion looked around at the beautiful sight that was Alfheim. Now that the fire was gone, he was able to see truly how beautiful the place was. It felt cozy, happy, and most importantly, like home. The vibe was completely different from Midgard. It wasn’t loud or full of death. You didn’t have to constantly look over your shoulders to make sure someone wasn’t after you. And no matter where you traveled, you wouldn’t encounter bandits.

So it was a shame that these people who value companionship and camaraderie to such a high extent would turn on one another.

He breathed in the Alfheim air, his hair swaying with the cool breeze that blew across his face. He liked this feeling. Not having to worry about fighting demons, gods, or other people. Not having to constantly be on edge in case a monster attacked a city or if a hungry person tried to kill you for some food.

This place felt like heaven compared to his old world, and this is the type of life he fought to have, that he died trying to achieve. He could only hope that everyone there could survive until he arrived.

’No matter how long it takes, I will save you all.’ He reassured himself, not losing sight of his original goal.

"Not going to sleep?" A woman asked, entering Zion’s room whilst locking the door behind her.

"Felt like taking the scenery in. It’s a beautiful evening after all. It also gives me time to think." He responded, not turning around to see who it was.

The woman walked over to Zion, her arm wrapping around his shirtless body. "What are you thinking about?"

Zion looked down at the woman, seeing her in all her beauty. Valindra wore a grey negligee that greatly complemented her figure and was nearly see-through. He could only smile, seeing as she truly liked him now and wasn’t using him as an excuse to leave Aethor.

He leaned forward, kissing her on the lips, moving her in front of him, and wrapping his arms around her waist as his chin rested on her shoulder. "Just about the stuff I have to do after my work here is finished."

"May I ask what that work is?"

"You may, but I won’t tell you about it." He smirked, kissing Valindra all over her neck.

"Haha, s-stop it! That tickles!" She giggled

The two of them fooled around for a bit, enjoying each other’s company until they landed on the bed, panting and laughing in each other’s arms.

"Is your offer still available. The one where you promised power." She asked, lying on his chest in his arms.

"You make it sound like I’m asking for your soul or something."

"Heh, that’s probably how my mom feels. She can’t fathom the idea of turning her back on Goddess Freya; no one can. We’ve been under her protection since forever, and to serve another god is just blasphemy."

Zion understood where she was coming from. Even though he himself wasn’t religious, he understood how faith works.

"I was never really religious myself." He admitted

"What?" She looked at him confused, not understanding how he could be an Apostle but not religious. "Aren’t you an Apostle? Don’t you like, have to be religious?"

"I don’t know. I never believed in gods until I met Luminera, and even then, I never worshiped her. We have a mutual agreement. However, I know people are religious, so I just go along with them."

"So you’re using people?" She asked

"You call it using, I call it rallying under a common interest."

"You’re insane." She laughed, snuggling with Zion.

"You’re sleeping here?" He asked

"Mhmm."

"If others find out, you’ll be in trouble."

"Don’t care."

"Okay, good night." He kissed her forehead.

"Hold me." She ordered

"Aye aye, Captain."

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"Wake up." A feminine voice called out, carrying a weight that made the air still. She sat perched on the windowsill of the guard’s infirmary room, cloaked entirely in shadows. Black gloves, boots, shirt, pants—every inch of her clothes in midnight. A hood hung low over her brow, part of a flowing black cloak that rippled slightly in the breeze.

Her face, however, was hidden, shrouded in a haze of swirling, dark mist that distorted the space around it, making it impossible to see her features. She was a silhouette carved from shadows that blended in with the black skies at night.

"I’m up." The elf answered, slowly getting up from his bed and putting on his clothing.

"Get ready, we’re moving out once I get confirmation."

The elf tilted his head. "Confirmation of what?"

Then it happened—a thunderous explosion that ripped through the air, shaking the entire capital to its core. Windows shattered. Stone trembled. Screams of terror erupted as panic surged through the streets, and chaos once again gripped Alfheim.

Moments later, two more detonations rocked the kingdom, each one striking with eerie precision, right at the heart of the Fae family estates. The sky lit up with fire and smoke, and the woman leaped off the windowsill, making her way toward the door.

"Let’s get to work."

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