A Degenerate's Tale

Despite it not occurring very often, battles are an essential part of Elven culture. As such, there was a designated area for fights and duels within the banquet hall.

That was how Earl ended down here, disrupted of his peace and enjoyment.

"He doesn't look strong. Let's beat him up!"

That was what the young nobles thought.

On the other hand, King Ofrain enjoyed the banquet with narrowed eyes. While being a ruler of a nation, no special treatment was given to him aside from a special mention from the Prince Consort. He swirled a glass of wine in his hand and approached the envoys of the Beast Kingdom, where Sheryl was also coincidentally located.

The envoys stopped talking when King Ofrain approached.

"Your Majesty, King Ofrain, is there anything we can assist you with?" Ahla, the leader of the group, spoke. He was an adult naga with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a serpent.

"Isn't it vain?"

"What?"

"The Holy Continent is on the verge of getting ravaged by the savage demons. Meanwhile, here we are, in the Elven Kingdom, enjoying this banquet. Other nations have already acted to send assistance to the Holy Continent while what's arguably the strongest nation- the nation of the elves has done nothing."

The naga became serious. "What are you trying to say, King Ofrain?"

"Heheh. Both our nations have lost strong military assets while the elves continue to become stronger and stronger. Don't you think there's something wrong with that?"

"The elves are idyllic-"

"Don't be so narrow-minded, naga. The elves are changing, can't you see? I've said enough."

The conversation came to a halt, and King Ofrain walked away as mysteriously as he approached.

The other two envoys, which were also nagas, quickly spoke. "Humph, I don't like that old fucker."

"I know. Looking at him gives me the creeps. But we'll need to report this to the higher-ups."

"The higher-ups probably know already."

"It's the standard procedure."

Sheryl considered the conversation with deep thoughts.

Meanwhile, at the battle arena. A crowd has formed around Earl and his opponents.

Earl stood in front of his opponent, who was kneeling from exhaustion.

"Are you alright?" Earl warmly asked the young noble with a gentle smile.

The young noble was dazzled by Earl's radiance. "Y-yeah."

Then, he was supported by Earl back into the crowd.

It was like this for all of Earl's opponents. They would challenge the man bravely before being quickly beaten by Earl's bizarre combination of Spirit and Mana-based Magic.

"H-He's so gentlemanly." Someone muttered amongst the audience.

"Y-yeah. As expected of the princess's man... Ugh! What did you hit me for!?"

"What are you admitting defeat for!?"

"...You're right."

"Never give up."

"Never give up."

The two elves nodded. On this day, a pair of good friends were made, forged from the pain of having their princess taken away from them.

At this point, Earl had defeated all those who challenged him.

"Thank you for letting me experience your strength today, everyone. It was wonderful." He said courteously before sinking back into the crowd.

Alea chuckled to herself at Earl's performance.

"This is all your fault." Earl glared at her.

"This came out more entertaining than I thought." She smiled sweetly and casually took Earl's hand.

A light breeze entered the hall, and the pair disappeared with the wind.

"Are you sure you should be sneaking out?"

Earl lightly dusted his blazer, which had become wrinkled. They had arrived at the outdoor area of the palace.

Alea pouted by inflating her cheeks like a blowfish. "It's fine. Mom can handle it. Let's enjoy this together."

"Sure."

The platform they were standing on was a balcony. There was a tall, sculpted stone rail that blocked the entrance to the palace garden. Earl effortlessly hopped on the wall and sat on it, admiring the picturesque scene of the carefully trimmed garden before him.

Here, it was peaceful and silent—void of the loud chattering in the banquet hall. Next to him was Alea. She closed her eyes and leaned on his shoulder before falling on his lap. Their eyes met, and she started to laugh for no reason at all.

"Are you crazy?"

"No~"

She answered and hugged his waist before wiggling around left and right.

"Hey!"

Earl fell on his back as a result of Alea's moving. Fortunately, something else stood up in the process.

"Why is this thing up? Now I can't lay on your lap."

"It's all your fault again."

"I'm too sexy and beautiful, right?"

"I won't feed into your narcissism."

"Boring~" As she said, her hands reached to undo Earl's trouser, springing his member into existence. Then, her soft hands moved to stroke it without a second thought.

"Slut." Earl grinned.

"Yeah."

Alea moved into a more comfortable position and tucked her hair behind her ear before proceeding to use her mouth on Earl's exposed penis. Her tongue moved skillfully through all his crevices, and her eyes closed to enjoy the taste carefully.

"I'm doing this because I love you."

"Thank you. I love you too."

A beautiful smile crept up on Alea's gorgeous face at the simple words.

"Good. Ssp. You taste good."

"Keep sucking it then."

"I will. Ssp."

Alea continued to work while Earl enjoyed watching her face, which was akin to a piece of art bob up and down for his pleasure. Every time her tongue hit a sensitive spot, her gorgeous green eyes would flicker up to check for his reaction.

Everything went silent, and only the sound of the princess's slurping remained. And that, too, soon disappeared.

Gulp. Gulp.

Alea's throat moved up and down slowly as she swallowed Earl's thick load whole without any complaint.

"Ssp. Thank you for the treat."

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