"You’re leaving?" Greta asked, leaning against the doorframe of the bedroom.

"Yes," Kane replied, checking the straps on his chest armor to make sure they were secure.

Greta took her time pondering the thought.

She watched him gather his supplies from the table.

"You know the elves are extremely hostile toward barbarians. They rarely let outsiders participate in their royal tournament."

"I do," Kane replied calmly, strapping his twin axes to his belt.

"I have a solid plan to get inside. It will take a maximum of two days from here if we follow the main trade route instead of wandering through the forest."

His eyes moved toward Greta and caught the obvious worry written across her beautiful face.

"Don’t tell me you are sad," Kane smirked, walking a few steps closer to her.

"If you were not half as cooperative as you are now, I would have burned this village to the ground and killed everyone here. You caught on quick for your own good, Greta."

"Marching into the elven territory with eighty-something of your men is not a wise choice," Greta said, picking up a cup from the table and taking a slow sip of fruit juice.

"They will see you as an invading force before you even reach the gates."

"Not all of us are going," Kane corrected her, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Only forty of us will be traveling. The rest are staying right here to make camp and hold the walls."

"Are you going to use my home as a safe base?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No," Kane smiled, a predatory look flashing in his eyes.

"I am going to make the Elven Empire my safe base."

Greta actually laughed at that. It was a genuine sound of disbelief.

"The Elven Empire? It has ten cities, and each one is at least several times larger than this village. It has been ruled by the same Elven Queen for the past five hundred years. I agree you are exceptionally strong for a barbarian, but what makes you think you can take over a kingdom like that?"

It was right for her to have doubts, especially when someone proposed a seemingly stupid plan like this.

"That is why this tournament is a perfect chance," Kane explained, stepping right into her space.

"Once in a while, the elves choose to mate with strong warriors from other races to give birth to powerful heirs. I will join the games, win the tournament, claim some elven wives, and then I will slay the queen."

Greta let out a long sigh, looking up into his confident face.

"What if Millenia returns while you are gone? You slapped an imperial knight’s ass in front of her entire squad."

"She swung first. Also, Millennia will not be back," Kane stated firmly.

"They are busy with their own border war with Menual, so do not worry."

He knew the lore from his countless playthroughs, so he was going to make the best use of it.

Kane walked up to Greta and pressed his lips firmly against hers.

He kissed her firmly, his hand possessively gripping the back of her neck, tongue swirling inside her mouth.

She melted into the kiss, her hands gripping his shirt tightly.

He pulled back just enough to look into her eyes.

"You’re mine now, Greta. Act like it while I’m gone."

He released her and walked right out the front door into the bright morning sun.

’This is it,’ Kane thought, feeling the familiar thrill of conquest rising in his chest.

’No more playing house in a tiny border village. It’s time to step onto the real board.’

"Brak," Kane shouted, his voice echoing across the busy courtyard.

The young barbarian jogged over immediately, standing at attention with his spear ready.

"Gather forty of our strongest people," Kane ordered.

"Tell them to pack enough rations for a fast march. We move at night."

He turned his attention to Thora and Sira, who were waiting near the edge of the porch.

"Prepare yourselves for a long walk."

Kane walked toward the center of the camp and opened his private interface.

[Bloodfang Marketplace]

[Current Gold Coins: 10,250]

’I really hit the jackpot after killing those worms,’ Kane thought, scrolling through the high-tier weapon categories.

’Ten thousand coins gives me a lot of room to upgrade.’

He navigated straight to the elite weapons tab as his women needed better gear for the road ahead.

[Purchasing Item: Rapid-Fire Silkwood Bow]

[Category: Elite Ranged Weapon]

[Description: A beautiful automatic bow crafted from polished wood. It comes equipped with a special quiver of detonating arrows that provide severe explosive power from a distance.]

[Cost: 1,200 Gold Coins]

[Purchasing Item: Wind-Reader Anklets]

[Category: Elite Accessory]

[Description: Simple leather bands tied with tiny, silent bells designed to enhance natural tracking skills. They pick up unnatural changes in air pressure. If a silent arrow flies toward the user or a hidden trap springs, the air shift alerts their skin a split second earlier.]

[Cost: 800 Gold Coins]

[Confirm Purchase?]

[Yes]

[Transaction Complete]

[2,000 Gold Coins Deducted]

After securing the gifts, he spent a large chunk of his remaining funds to renew the iron axes and sturdy shields for his chosen forty warriors.

[Transaction Complete. 4,500 Gold Coins Deducted.]

[Remaining Balance: 5,750 Gold Coins.]

The new gear appeared in a flash of blue light on the ground.

Kane picked up the new bow and the anklets, handing them over to his women.

Sira tested the draw string of her new weapon with an eager smile. Thora strapped the leather bands around her ankles, immediately feeling the subtle shifts in the breeze.

Brak handed out the fresh weapons to the gathered men.

The warriors looked like a proper army now. Kane picked up his own axes and turned to face his raiding party.

He took a deep breath, letting the thrill of the upcoming conquest fill his chest.

"We march to the Elven Empire," Kane roared, raising his weapon high into the air.

The men screamed their battle cries in response, banging their new swords and axes against their shields.

Right as the cheering peaked, a new blue window flared in his vision, casting a soft light over the dusty courtyard.

[Quest Updated: New Event Created]

[Raid the Elven Empire]

[Task 1: Enter the Elven Empire]

[Reward: 1,000 Gold Coins]

[Task 2: Claim Five Elven Wives]

[Reward: Symbiotic Fuse (A permanent mark on the woman you claim)]

[Task 3: Win the Elven Tournament]

[Reward: ???]

[Task 4: Meet the Elven Queen] 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

[Reward: ???]

Kane swiped the text away and smiled.

’The game never shut up about how deadly the elves were with a blade... but it praised their pussies even more. Supposedly the tightest, wettest, and most addictive cunts in the entire world. Immortal, flexible, and always hungry for strong seed.’

His cock twitched at the thought.

’I can’t wait to find out for myself.’