Chapter 99

Chapter One Hundred: Lecherous and Shameless! (Four Updates for Subscriptions!)

“I-Izay!”

By the time a certain someone had been sent flying to crash into the other side of the city wall, making an intimate acquaintance with the bricks, Ais instinctively paused her motion of raising her blunted longsword.

Realizing the situation shortly after, she quickly rushed to Izay’s side, helping him up as she softly apologized.

“S-sorry… I mistook this for practice sparring with Tiona and the others, my attacks were too forceful…”

“Cough cough, it’s fine, I’m pretty tough. Let’s go again.”

Clutching his slightly painful side and dry coughing twice, Izay soon repositioned himself.

His statement about being tough was partly in jest, but it was true nonetheless.

The power granted by “Heart of the Earth” during combat significantly boosted his durability, directly enhancing both his attack and defense attributes.

Just how much isn’t clear yet, but it’s definitely not insignificant.

This level of attack? He can still handle it!

Um… probably.

Can we avoid kicking the kidneys next time?

Izay negotiated with the girl, hoping she wouldn’t target that spot again; it concerns his future happiness.

Ais tilted her head cutely, her golden eyes filled with confusion.

But eventually, she obediently agreed, promising not to attack that area again.

Neither side would attack there.

After a brief moment, Izay once again faced Ais, beginning their second round.

“Ding ding ding ding ding———”

Sigh, this scene felt oddly familiar…

Izay seemed to experience a sense of déjà vu.

Then…

“Clang!”

The spear was deflected once more. This time, Ais indeed refrained from a side kick, instead delivering a spinning kick straight towards Izay’s chest.

“!? ”

Having anticipated this déjà vu-like situation, Izay bent backward just in time to dodge the leg.

However, before he could react further, the mini-skirt fluttered, revealing countless scenes gentlemen yearn for.

“Huh? Pfft—”

As the white expanse of forbidden territory flashed before Izay’s eyes, he flew off once again.

But this time, after realizing what happened, Ais didn’t rush to help him up immediately.

Instead, she reached out to pull down her swordswoman’s skirt, her cheeks slightly flushed.

“Izay… lecher…”

“This is beyond my control…”

Izay, who was having an intimate meeting with the stone slabs of the city wall, weakly raised his hand upon hearing this, trying to defend himself.

But judging from Ais’ wandering gaze, lost in thought, it seemed she hadn’t taken his defense into account.

Meanwhile, Refia, who had lost track of the two, continued searching for them near the northern city wall.

Although she had momentarily lost them, Refia was sure they had headed north!

So they could only be around the northern city wall!

“Haa, haa, haa…!?”

Almost having searched the entire vicinity of the northern city wall without finding them, the elf girl leaned against a building at the base of the wall, breathing heavily.

“Just where did those two… go!?”

Where could they have gone?

Refia was nearly ready to explode her little brain, yet still had no clue.

But the next second, her sharp, slender ears twitched, catching faint but continuous clinking sounds in the quiet environment.

It was the sound of weapons clashing, coming from above.

“Could it be!!”

Refia suddenly looked up, it was on the city wall, the only place she hadn’t checked in this area.

Faint collision sounds continued to drift into her ears, giving the elf girl some guesses.

Then, she stepped forward, preparing to go up and take a look.

A few minutes later, another figure appeared on the city wall where only two people had existed before.

Crouching under the battlements of the city wall, Refia squatted far away, peeking out only her head to quietly observe the two.

Upon seeing that Izay and Ais were merely practicing, she immediately relaxed, closing her eyes in relief, her ears drooping.

“So, it’s just practice after all? That’s a relief…”

Spending so much time and effort to find them, only to discover such an ordinary result, strangely satisfied her.

At least they weren’t plotting to elope — a situation from someone’s imagination.

Continuously observing the two from the side, Refia couldn’t bear to watch Izay getting kicked away by Ais repeatedly.

“Poor Mr. Izay…”

The girl, whose attention was elsewhere, failed to notice that the duration Izay could endure against Ais was gradually increasing.

“Bang—!”

For the umpteenth time, Izay was knocked out again.

Lying on the stone slabs, this time truly lacking the strength to stand up, Izay panted heavily.

Seeing this, Ais slowly approached Izay, crouched down beside him, and spoke softly.

“Umm… should I go back and get some recovery potions?”

Worried about Izay’s condition but unsure what to do, Ais could only ask this way.

The blade was placed aside, Ais was very close, Izay could even smell the faint fragrance wafting through the air.

Regarding the girl’s concern, he weakly raised his hand.

“No need, I’ll be fine after a while. Using recovery potions would be overdoing it.”

The golden eyes blinked twice, pondering for a moment, Ais then nodded and simply stared at Izay.

The atmosphere suddenly turned silent, four eyes locked together, neither speaking, as if exchanging thoughts purely through eye contact.

The naturally innocent Ais didn’t know what feelings she harbored, but Izay certainly felt somewhat awkward…

Staring at a girl with a bit of a stoic nature like this, the pressure was immense, right?

In comparison, the girl wasn’t thinking as much as he assumed.

She blinked, looking at the hard stone slabs, then stared at the back of Izay’s head for a while, remembering something Loki had told her.

It was from a previous time when Loki shamelessly hugged her, asking for a lap pillow.

Loki said that a lap pillow improves one’s mood, restores stamina, and most importantly, feels extremely comfortable!

Although Loki’s expression while saying these words was less than commendable, Ais remembered it.

The blonde girl glanced at the boy’s head again, then adjusted her posture, kneeling down, gently moving Izay’s head onto her lap.

“Ais?”

Izay noticed her actions but didn’t resist.

One reason was the lack of strength.

Another reason? Only a fool would reject such a gift delivered willingly.

“Loki said that a lap pillow helps restore stamina…”

“Ah, I feel it, my stamina is indeed recovering.”

Probably a psychological effect.

Izay’s happiness +1+1+1+1+1…

For some unknown reason, Ais seemed to see such prompts appearing continuously above Izay’s head.

Just letting Izay rest his head on her lap made her feel a little shy.

A blush tinged her fair face, and she lightly shifted her body, being extremely gentle, afraid of disturbing Izay.

“Eh? Eh eh eh eh eh!?!”

Suddenly relaxing her guard against the two, Refia was struck by an extraordinary impact upon seeing this scene.

Envy caused her to dissociate, jealousy caused her to decompose.

Refia felt like she was about to split apart!

“Shameless!!!!!!!”

Snatching the staff resting on the city wall parapet, the elf girl darted toward the two.

Her speed was absolutely faster than any run she had ever done before in her life.