Chapter 19: That Goth Elf

Just like that and I had a plan for tomorrow. If this place wasn’t such a shit hole I wouldn’t have delayed it for three days.

In preparation for the journey (again), I asked for every information in existence regarding mermaids. Some sailors said they lured men into jumping to the sea before drowning and eating them. Some said they attacked anyone on sight regardless of gender. But the common thing was that they were hostile to any landers.

Some things were said to ward off mermaids. The most effective one was a mirror. Apparently they couldn’t comprehend their own reflection so that shooed them off. The second thing was an iron bar because it burned their scales for some reason. Lastly, they hated anything sweet and it wasn’t because of the lack of dentists.

“Because the ocean is salty,” Rulof said.

And even he wasn’t sure if sugar worked against them. Just a “cause that would make sense” assumption.

So, I asked Horeln and Rulof to buy me those stuff. In the meantime, I searched the town for any proper inns I could spend the night in. The one at the pier didn’t have solo rooms. Not only did I have to share a room with smelly men, but I also had to guard my pouch for any daring thieves.

The second inn was located not far from the tavern. It had two floors, and it was one of the better-built buildings in the town that wasn’t old and rotting. In fact, the owner bothered to hang pots of plants outside for decoration. It had a bit of space away from the town, too, so it was slightly isolated. Not far from the inn was a mansion-looking house with a stone base. Probably the mayor’s house.

I went inside. It looked normal, and that was a compliment. The damages to the floors and ceiling were minimal, and it didn’t smell just as bad. The lobby had a few furniture where a man dined alone. I wouldn’t have to go out to buy food, then.

I approached the female attendant behind the counter. She was a young tan-skinned elf.

“How much for a room?”

“Half a creon, mister. We also accept sokkad and dal.”

Oh, I forgot to ask Horeln about currency.

I procured a random silver coin from my pouch. It had an eight-rayed sun minted on it with a writing that said, “Where dunes are gold.” I had no idea what that was about. I just gave her the coin.

“Three nights for two person. Separate rooms. And also include meals.”

She smiled. “Got it! Uh, by the way, we don’t have enough sokkads. Would you be fine with creon for your change?”

“Anything is fine—”

Footsteps clacked loudly from behind. It sounded sharp, like metallic heels. I looked behind out of curiosity. A hot goth elf entered the inn. Her dark hair was long, with straight bangs that hid her forehead and eyebrows. Long ears poked out of her silky hair, and her irises were just as black. The rest of her facial features were sharp. A true epitome of gothic beauty.

But she was more than just a goth elf. She was a milf, too! Her thin, black, silk dress emphasized her curves and round medium-sized tits. Her hips were thick and her pale, fat thighs peeked from the hem of her dress whenever she stepped forward. She wore a pair of black high heels.

Give her a choker and she would be perfect!

The goth elf approached the counter and tapped her long, black metal talons on it.

“Where’s Jessera?”

“Milady!” the attendant bowed, “I believe Jessera has taken the night shift.”

She hummed. “I see. Who else is around?”

The elf looked upstairs, then I caught her attention. My heart skipped a beat. I didn’t know I had such weakness for goths.

“I’m around,” I said, leaning against the counter.

She pouted her lips as her dark irises scanned my head down to toe. She took a moment to visually examine my crotch, chewing on her lips. I looked down and it was bulging. This was what weeks of abstinence resulted to. Then, she let out a smile.

“What’s a sandman doing all the way here?” she said with a rather seductive, slightly raspy voice.

“Searching for beauties. I guess I can go back home now.”

“Uh… milady?”

The goth elf answered without taking her eyes off me. “Yes, Llera?”

“I checked the rooms. Everyone seems to be at work.”

Then, she approached closer, leaving less than a meter of distance between us. What a forward elf.

“I would love for someone to accompany me tonight,” I said.

I received no response from her. She just gazed straight into my eyes as if she was reading into my soul. Why did I feel like I was being preyed on?

“What’s a sandman doing in a remote island?”

“Just exploring. You know my kind.”

Then she moved even closer. She pressed the tip of her sharp talon between my collar bones. Slowly, it slid down to my chest, slicing the collar of my shirt to reveal a bit of my skin.

“Exploring, huh?”

Her finger went down to my belly, then slowly traced her finger just above my dick. My heart pounded while my buddy down there got excited, visually twitching through my pants. If I didn’t have any self-constraint I’d have pinned this woman against the wall and rammed her elven pussy. I bet she was tight.

“Yup, exploring.”

She hummed. “Where are you off to next?”

I gently slid my hand from her thighs, then stopped on her hip. My hand buried onto her plump side through the soft fabric, but she felt cold to touch. It didn’t matter, though. Her skin was so soft I could just rub my dick against it and get off with just that. She didn’t seem to mind my touch, so I grabbed a bit.

“Maybe in your bedroom tonight.”

Her eyes met mine. The way she gazed just beckoned me to lunge at her. But this woman was obviously playing around, so I held myself back.

“Llera.”

“Y-yes, milady!?” the elf jumped. She’d been watching us all this time but for some reason she was nervous.

“Give me the key to the special room.”

Whoa, hold on. Was I getting the special visitor treatment? Was it thanks to my oh-so-handsome Sukhadi face and my ever-so-charismatic self?

Just as I thought she was handing it to me, she pressed the iron key on my lips then pecked on it. My lips didn’t touch hers but her breath was seductively warm.

“The mayor will be holding another orgy later this night. Make sure you clean the room very well.”

“Yes, milady!”

“Oh and,” the goth grabbed the attendant’s wrist, “you didn’t see anything here.”

“Y-yes! I didn’t see anything!”

“Good girl.”

Without saying anything else, the goth elf left.

After hearing the “orgy” part I felt less inclined to pursue her. She was literally a goddess compared to anyone else on this island. It would makes sense for her to be affiliated with the most powerful person around.

But damn I sure would love to bang that goth elf. Just once would be enough before I leave this place.

I expected to lose some hours of sleep in anticipation of the orgy above. Gladly I slept like a log. Never even heard anything until the morning sun blasted my face through the window. I’d slept so good my mouth was covered with drool.

Horeln and I had our breakfast. We were served hot fish soup, seared fish slices, and cassava bread. So much salty food early in the morning, but it wasn’t so bad.

“Here are the items, sir,” he said as he pushed me a sack of stuff. He wasn’t paying attention to me but to Llera who served soup to a patron.

I checked the contents of the sack. It had everything I asked him to buy.

“Good. Where’s Rulof?”

“He’s uh…”

I clapped my palms so loud it attracted everyone’s attention. “You have all the time to ogle at girls later, Horeln. Focus for now.”

“S-sorry, master! It’s uh, it’s all in the bag.”

“I’m talking about Rulof.”

“Oh, right. He said he’d be waiting by the eastern side of the island, next to a big rock.”

And so I went there. I didn’t expect the island to be bigger. It took me around twenty minutes to reach the destination. Even then I still had to search for that big rock. The town only spanned around the southern center of the island. If this town developed, it could house a big population.

I arrived at the huge beach boulder Horeln told me. It had an abandoned hut not far and a small jetty. Rulof stood at the end of the jetty next to a sailing dinghy, playing with a metal rod.

The beach was so clear I could see the colorful reefs on the seafloor. And the next three islands sat beautifully on the horizon. If this was Earth there would be a lot of tourists here. This was one of the rare moments where I wished I brought a camera.

“Sire! I was thinkin’ maybe this is a bad idea…”

I tossed my items on the boat. “We already shook hands.”

“Aye, but we’re talkin’ ‘bout mermaids ‘ere…”

I placed my hands on his shoulders. “I know. And it’s time to leave.”

“Depths claim me…”

I jumped into the boat and watched him reluctantly raise the sail. Although I felt a bit scared, my desire to acquire this metal overpowered any negative emotions that dared sway me.

I really needed those spices, and a lot of them too. Once I got them, I’d sell them off somewhere and open my own company in one of the free cities. That way I could still visit Atala and demand payment in spices for every sex session.

Hold on, that was prostitution.

I shook my head. I couldn’t care less. I loved fucking that lizard. And now I just couldn’t think of anything but fucking. First it was Amea who teased me back in the living copse, and now the goth elf. That goth elf never left my mind since yesterday.

That fucking mayor was so lucky.

“Tell me anything you know about the dark-haired elf,” I said as Rulof tied the rope.

“Lady Aesel? She’s the mayor’s wife.”

“Of course she’s the wife.”

That lucky bastard.

“I would keep my hands— no, my eyeballs off her,” Rulof said, “the mayor’s a jealous one. His golems crushed anyone that dared look in her general direction.”

“The mayor has golems?”

“Aye. Rarely leaves his mansion. But when he does, he’s either accompanied by women or golems. I’d rather see the golems.”

Maybe that was how he remained in power in a lawless town.

For now, I pushed the goth elf off my mind and focused on the journey. The sea was calm as usual, but the wind howled. The only thing I could do to forget about my desire to have sex was focus on the task at hand.

But what if I could convince a mermaid to have sex? Oh man I could only hope instead of being drowned and eaten.

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