Chapter 8. Kiss of Death – FFF-CLASS TRASHERO – Light Novel

Chapter 8. Kiss of Death

Chapter 8. Kiss of Death

One of the black market entrances collapsed.

It was not a natural phenomenon, which means that intruders burst here, so powerful that even guards hidden in the dark could not stop them.

In general, they should have been covered with earth long ago, but it seems that the intruders had their trump cards up their sleeve.

The tunnel stopped falling apart, as if it hadn’t collapsed at all.

This is because the dirt, rocks and the rest of the rock falling from the crevices of the tunnel began to move as if it were alive.

“Earth Elemental!”

It was a pure soul born of great nature.

Earth, Fire, Air, Water and Heart…

They were ethereal beings of this fantasy world, who are said to be able to withstand even the Demon Lord Pedonar, if all the elements collected together.

Someone with a predisposition to the Elementals, with the help of commands alone, will be able to perform worse miracles than magic spells.

This is exactly what was happening now.

Instead of collapsing the tunnel became even wider than before. A huge mass of earth and stones was pushed hard in the opposite direction.

This was difficult to pull off with a couple of Elementals. There must have been at least a dozen of them. This level of affinity was uncommon. If there was a race capable of using Elementals so skillfully…

– This must be an elf!

– An elementalist elf broke through!

– Stop this elf! Guardians! Guardians!

… then they are none other than elves, who were considered the highest form of people.

Guardians, hiding in the shadows, immediately reacted. They have mobilized all their forces, as the Dark Commerce will lose its reputation if guests are injured or killed.

The average guard level was 150, higher than most of the kingdom’s knights. It was a testament to how many hellish encounters they had endured, and as befits the Guardians of the Dark Commerce, they were incredibly skillful.

On the other hand…

– Attack!

– Let’s save our fellows!

The intruders were a large number of elves.

They wore war vests unique to the elves, which had improved protective characteristics, being woven from many layers of silk of a special silkworm. Their main weapon was the bow, although occasionally they used swords and summoned Elementals.

Their average level of 200 was higher than that of the black market guards. But they were in the middle of enemy territory, and the opponents outnumbered them.

Nevertheless, despite all this, the elves could not be thrown back a step.

– Elementals!

The reason for this was a certain loudly screaming woman. Her ears were longer than the rest of the elves. Although her outfit was no different from others, she exuded a special aura.

And it was quite natural.

▷ Race: Arch-Elf

▷ Level: 284

▷ Specialization: Shaman (Blessing = Elementalism ↑)

▷ Skills: Elemental (S ), Elegance (A), Charm (A), Archery (B), Blessing (C) …

▷ Condition: Composure

The royal blood elf came this way to decorate this a dirty black market with its presence. Moreover, she was familiar to me.

This strange, vile hobby of hers has remained unchanged since the 1st playthrough – in order to save her brothers, she endangered the lives of even more of her kindred.

Queen of the Elves Sylvia.

Although she was currently only a princess, in the future after the death of the current Elven King after the rebellion, she will give up adventure and return to her homeland to inherit the throne.

So she is the future Queen of the Elves.

Her level was still low, as she still had to go on adventures, but she had an innate talent, so her skill rank was no lower than in her prime. In particular, the Elementals” skill (S) was truly terrifying.

– Whoa?!

– H-Help!

– There is fire!

Every time the Fire Elementals spewed torrents of flame, the guards cried out in fear. They tried to use magic to somehow fight back, but the number of Elementals was extremely high.

The elves who accompanied Princess Sylvia as her guards were also strong. Their bow skills were superb, and they accurately shot the mages in the back row trying to cast spells.

– Dear visitor in a wolf mask! Follow me!

The professional attitude of the black market employees, who prioritized the evacuation of their guests even in such a situation, almost made me cry.

On the other hand, though…

– Sir Hero! Should we also help to save the slaves? Lanuvel asked, as if making fun of their efforts.

Lanuvel summoned a translucent shield with magic. She used it to block fireballs flying from everywhere.

She didn’t panic or scared. Her honest look spoke of a fervent desire to help the elves who had broken in here and taught the black market a lesson. She felt uncomfortable throughout the auction and now, it seems, her emotions burst out.

I perfectly understood her noble sense of justice.

– Just go and wait for me in the safe zone.

– Eh? Why?!

And I asked many times not to object and refrain from unnecessary words…

– Help in salvation, you say? Are you completely stupid? What about the mercenary we rescued not long ago? Do you want us to leave him for dead? God! Who would have thought that you would abandon a comrade who will henceforth be with us! You need to reconsider your outlook on life.

– Ah…

All other guests except us have already fled, but a significant number of slaves, whose movements were limited by shackles, eventually died in the battle that engulfed them.

I pushed Lanuvel from behind.

– As a Hero, I’ll figure it out myself. Come and wait for me in the safe area with our new comrade. And take care of the bag of money.

– Oh… okay.

Lanuvel was forced to leave, and the mercenary, who did not want to obediently die, followed her under her protection.

Now no one bothered me.

– Auctioneer!

– Oh, dear guest, why don’t you run away-

– I just want to clarify something. This elf belongs to me now, right?

– Exactly. While prepayment is the basic rule, the elf is undoubtedly yours, sir, for you offered the highest price. From now on, you yourself have the right to decide the fate of this elf, dear guest in a wolf mask. Please follow me to a safe area. The elf will not resist much, as she is under the influence of anesthetics.

The auctioneer was not stupid. He already realized that the target of the elves invading them was this slave, and he also understood that the course of the battle was not in their favor.

He did not have time to look after the elf, who was drugged and cursed, so he decided to transfer this burden to me, a guest.

– You are quite capable person.

His answer was exactly what I expected to hear.

– You overestimate me.

Then the auctioneer drew his sword from his belt. It turned out that this clown-like man from the stage was a hidden black market expert. On the other hand, the elite of the black market, who were dedicated to evacuating the guests to the safe area, began to gather one by one.

I already knew what would happen next.

The Elven Princess would be captured alive and then she becomes a slave. She will be put up for sale on the black market, but she will not be touched by the mess she has made. She will not be raped or beaten, because in the end it will reduce the value of the product.

And after the sale, part of the profits will be sent to the families of the deceased guards.

Although it was a rather interesting development of events, but…

– Greetings, elven miss, – I turned to the level 851 elf who caused all this hype.

– And you?.

Even in such a clouded state of mind, she was able to get a good look at me. It seems that she instinctively realized that I was not an ordinary person.

– I’ll get straight to the point. Sylvia will surrender if you stay alive. Do you understand the meaning of my words?

The future Elven Queen has not been defeated in this battle. In a situation where all the other elves who fought next to her were killed, and only she continued to fight fiercely, high-ranking officials of the black market decided to take this elf hostage.

Overwhelmed by a sense of guilt for bringing her subordinates here and friends to death, Sylvia stopped the battle and surrendered. It was then that she became a slave.

I heard all this from her.

– Yes, this child has a good heart.

It seems that the elf understood correctly what I meant. Despite her weakened state from drugs and the curse, she retained her composure and determination to die by sacrificing herself. For me, who was afraid of death, such determination was impossible.

She was like a sparkler that shone brightly for the last time before extinguishing completely.

I roughly hugged the elf around the waist with my left hand, and with my right held her neck so that her head remained motionless.

And then I gave her a strong kiss.

– Mm…

– Mmfh?!

CLAMB CLAPS

She made a weak attempt at resistance, using her impotent fists, but it lasted only a moment. When I gently tickled the tip of her sharp ear, she hugged me as if by reflex with both hands behind my back and responded to my kiss.

Our tongues ​​are intertwined, and we are completely immersed in the process. The elf was clumsy, as if it was her first time in her life, but she was immensely passionate.

Through her actions, the feelings in this elf’s heart were transmitted to me.

She was worried about Princess Sylvia. She didn’t want the princess to surrender for someone like her. She didn’t want the princess to experience the pitiful life of a slave. I felt this sincere hope in her every move.

Thanks to this, I was also able to enjoy the process.

Thank you, really.

CRUNCH

The elf’s two wide eyes slowly closed. Her neck was broken, and her slender limbs were limp.

It was easy thanks to the demonic curse, which reduced about 90% of her level.

I slowly pulled my lips away, as if enjoying the aftertaste, and then gently lowered her to the ground.

I killed a level 851 elf.

“The game system is really talentless!”

And then I felt a huge power boiling in me.

▷ Race: Arch-Human

▷ Level : 165

▷ Specialization: Hero (Exp 500%)

▷ Skills: Interpretation (A), Assassination (D), Blessing (E), Trade (E), Spirit Sword (F )…

▷ State: Glee

This kind of progress would take a year if I followed the usual path. However, my level skyrocketed after killing the level 851 elf. Moreover, she blessed me before dying.

Does this humming come from me?

– Hmmm ~ ♫ huhuhu ~ ♪

Things like talent and background don’t mattered. Anyone could become strong by killing someone strong in any way.

Hmm. Although, I suppose, in this case, it will take some effort and luck?

In any case, it was an opportunity open to everyone.

A wonderful fantasy world full of dreams and hopes!

Of course, he was beautiful only when I won.

– Dear guest in a wolf mask?! Why did you do this to your…

The auctioneer was shocked, he could not understand why I killed the elf, for whom I paid a fortune. He looked shocked from the very moment I and the elf intertwined in a passionate kiss in the midst of this chaos.

Basically, it’s understandable why he is so puzzled.

– Don’t worry, I’ll pay the whole amount.

From the point of view of others, I did something stupid. Instead of killing a powerful level 851 warrior to raise your own level, it would be much more profitable to leave that warrior as a subordinate. No, in fact, no one on the black market even knew that the elf was level 851 …

But I was a Hero. I had a 5x experience bonus.

In short, what I did was no different from killing five level 851 elves. And it’s not over yet. There was still a lot of “experience” around…

FISHUH

An arrow flew right near my cheek.

An elven archer shot at me. She saw me as an enemy from the very moment when she accidentally witnessed the murder of a level 851 elf.

She had a beautiful face, distorted with rage and sadness. And not only this archer was embittered.

– How dare you do such a thing with the Master! .. – the future Queen of Elves exclaimed almost crying.

Apparently, the slain level 851 elf was her mentor. Since her natural talent influenced her skill in controlling the Elementals, she may have learned archery from her.

The rest of the elves in the midst of the battle also stared at me. They seemed to pierce me with their glances. If it weren’t for the black market guards who stood in their way, they would immediately rush at me all together.

“Yes, really…”

CHIN

I picked up a sword from the ground, whose outlines were unclear in such darkness. It was not the heavy two-handed sword that I preferred, but the bastard sword. However, it will benefit me in this situation before I kick it out.

At the moment, I was level 165. What I could not do at level 4 is now possible.

“It’s time to cut through to your dream!”

As much as I was paid, that’s what I did.

The Elven Princess will no longer become a slave. Hehe.

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