Torina thought this plot development had a kind of retro light novel charm from twenty years ago.
A big group of them walked together, with the six members of the Muyue Adventurer Team in front and the elves following behind.
Patty’s parents trailed at the back, watching them, while Patty clung affectionately to Torina’s arm.
Today’s plan was a routine dungeon run—there were signs of trouble from various creatures in the Kelmohan Fortress, so the guild had issued a bunch of monster extermination quests.
Kelmohan Fortress included the surrounding woods and the central fortress building.
The usual monsters were water ghouls, spirits, giant spiders, vampire beasts, wolf demons, trolls, and so on—all the standard types, like they’d been lifted straight from a Western fantasy RPG bestiary.
They weren’t easy to deal with, but fighting them gave people a weird sense of comfort.
Normally, Torina would be fighting side by side with Milora, but now Milora had been replaced by Patty.
Patty was especially enthusiastic today, using her excellent archery skills to headshot monsters one after another, and sometimes even getting into close combat with her hunting knife.
Torina worked with her, enchanting her arrows so that they could sprout vines and roots to bind enemies, or add frost or electricity to further weaken them.
So, the monsters fell one after another, the battles went smoothly, and the elves following behind didn’t even need to step in.
Owen and Eileen didn’t forget to praise their daughter’s improved skills, and complimented Torina’s combat strength and leadership and so on… all just generic compliments.
The only elite monster they ran into on the way was an ancient stag-headed spirit, a cunning creature that could control plants and animals and had lived a long time.
In the end, Lanifi smashed it, Lindas sliced it up, and Laxis roasted it, and Patty got the finishing blow.
Poor thing.
Milora didn’t show off this time—after all, it was an important day for Patty, and she had to know her place.
Though she was still pretty annoyed about it.
(…Huh?) Jealous Milora suddenly noticed something odd.
(When Torina fought her sister, her kicks were so strong, so why isn’t she using them now?) It wasn’t even a special move—if she was better with her feet than her hands now, why not just fight with her feet? Or was she deliberately holding back? Why? Who was she hiding her skills from?
……
After a day of fun adventuring, they returned to the inn.
It was late at night, time for bed.
“I can tell you’re a strong warrior.
If it’s you, I’m sure you can protect Patty,” Owen said.
“But whether a couple’s ⭐️ life is harmonious is also very important.
You two are living together, right?” Eileen asked.
“Of course!” Patty showed her parents the room they’d prepared in advance, and they seemed satisfied.
“Well, I won’t bother you two.
Go ahead and enjoy your night together.”
“Mom, seriously~” Patty’s face was bright red.
She saw her parents out, closed the door, and now it was just the two of them in the room.
After washing up, they sat on the bed in silence.
Torina, as usual, wore a semi-sheer silk nightgown, socks still on (important detail).
Patty was in a fluffy pajama set, looking as pure and innocent as a cute little bunny.
The room was very quiet.
Other than the ticking of the wall clock, there was no other sound.
“Um… Patty?”
“!? Wh-what is it?”
“Why is your face so red…”
“I mean, I’m still a little embarrassed… about making a baby and all…”
“Didn’t you say we didn’t need to do ⭐️ stuff?”
In the original story, they really didn’t need ⭐️ stuff—just skin-to-skin contact was enough.
Why did the author set it up like that instead of just going for it? Because when the author was writing, censorship was strict, so they added weird settings to skirt the rules and didn’t dare go all the way.
“But I’m still nervous…”
“Then let’s just chat for a bit.
Don’t those amateur videos always start with the main girl chatting?”
“??”
So, Torina started rambling about random things.
They talked about Patty’s hometown, her family, her past…
Patty told Torina that most wood elves, like other elves, lived on the western continent, but her branch lived in the central continent.
She grew up in the forest, living like an elf from a fairy tale—drinking dew, sleeping in treehouses, and having a bunch of animal friends.
When she turned 29 (about 14 in human years—ancient elves in this world could live a thousand years, modern elves about 200–300), she set out to adventure, spent a short time with a few adventurer teams, and then settled with the current Muyue Adventurer Team.
“I’m the only one talking.
Captain, why don’t you tell me about yourself?”
“You’ve even been to Valhalla City, what’s left to ask? My past is pretty simple.”
“But I think you’re really mysterious.
Maybe this is a bit rude, but you used to give me the impression of ‘an arrogant, self-important, stuck-up rich girl who totally deserved to get stabbed in the back.’”
“That’s kind of a blow to hear…”
“And then you got hit on the head by a griffin… Sure, Milora was at fault for leaving her post, but you were also hiding in the back, drinking tea and slacking off while bossing people around.
That was a big problem too, you know.”
“Let’s not bring up old stuff, it’s too embarrassing…”
“And then you changed.
You got more tactful, started caring about people, and even stopped slacking off.”
“…Is that a compliment?”
“More importantly… you suddenly got stronger.”
“I was always strong.”
“Stronger than before, and it happened really suddenly.
It made me really curious.”
Patty’s big eyes blinked, full of curiosity.
Torina didn’t want to say more, just shrugged it off.
“Don’t dig too deep.
Let’s get to the main event—doing that… the ceremony to continue the bloodline, right? So, how do we do it?”
“Captain, you’re so impatient! This is a super, super intense, not-for-kids thing, it’s serious! Specifically, it’s—”
“Drinking urine? Eating feces? Skin stuff? Vacuum play? Digestive tract penetration?”
“—You have to hug tightly, skin to skin!”
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
“…”
“…”
“…That’s it? I thought it’d be way more intense.”
“…Captain, what exactly do you think ‘intense’ means?”
“Uh, I mean, what I said wasn’t that intense, right? So your idea of ‘serious’ is just this… Well, let’s do it then.”
“Ah!?”
Torina stripped off her own nightgown in a second, then Patty’s in two, and with a smack, hugged her tightly in a suffocating embrace, rolling them both into the covers.
“C-captain?? That was way too sudden—”
“And then I have to bite your hand, right?”
“Eh? You actually know the steps!”
“Because I read the original… (bite)”
“!!”
Torina took Patty’s left hand into her mouth, biting it slowly like she was teething.
It was like a night raid on the enemy camp, crushing their spirit, taking the head of the enemy general as if no one was there, leading the charge with Wei Wu’s heroic spirit, and of course, not letting anyone else sleep beside her—violating Patty’s territory (meaning biting her hand)!
“E-enough, enough! That’s enough… it’s just a formality, you don’t have to… don’t have to keep biting!”
“Aww, what a shame.”
