## Chapter 1135 – Elven Forest

I follow Saintel down the hallway.

“…”

The thought of entering the women’s bathhouse with Saintel is incredibly awkward. That’s all I can think about as I walk down this hallway.

I suppose it’s alright since I’m wearing a gown… but is this normal?

I can understand that this might be the only place in the unit where the women can gather. But what on earth do they want to talk about that requires bringing me all the way in here?

Anyway, the interior structure is the same as the men’s side.

After a long corridor, we reach the door to the changing room, with the door to the lounge next to it. I stick close behind Saintel as she heads towards the lounge. Of course, she’s wearing a gown too.

“We’re here.”
“Okay.”

Saintel grabs the doorknob.

—Creak.

Saintel pushes the door open.

And I step into the lounge with her.

“Ah, you’re here.”
“Took you long enough.”
“He’s here, he’s here.”
“Oh… he really is tall.”

The voices of the female Elven Guardian Warriors fill the air.

About twenty-five female elves are gathered in the fairly spacious lounge.

They’re all wearing white gowns, sitting in various seats, and sipping drinks from glasses. Since the gowns don’t completely cover everything, glimpses of their bare skin are visible.

“…”

Judging from what I can see… they all look incredibly slim, toned, and healthy. They have bodies similar to Claudia, Karin, and Liztina, all warrior types.

They all seem to be around the mid-170s in height.

Seeing so many beautiful female elves gathered together like this makes me feel like I’m back home, which is strangely comforting. It’s the fragrance that fills the space. My women always smelled this good.

Damn it, Pavlov’s reflex.

I think I’m getting a boner.

Come to think of it, I haven’t released any semen since I left home. No wonder my balls feel heavy. Energy is overflowing from my lower body.

I say, trying to suppress my impending erection,

“Who summoned me?”

But looking at them, even though they’re all beautiful and have great figures, they still can’t compare to my women. I really am a lucky man. My standards are so high that nothing less will do. Unless they’re perfect beauties, they just don’t excite me.

I want to finish this quickly and go home to play.

“Did Celaxis summon me, perhaps?”
“Celaxis isn’t here.”

The one who answers is a large-breasted elf with striking, calm green hair. I wondered if Celaxis, still upset about her earlier defeat, had called me here to argue, but it seems not. She’s not even here.

“Is that so? And you are?”

—Drrr.

I pull up a chair and sit down, asking.

“I’m Shamil.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Kim Kat.”

It seems this elf named Shamil, who spoke to me first, is the highest-ranking here. That’s usually how it is.

“So, what’s this all about?”
“Just wanted to see you up close. There were too many men around earlier, so I couldn’t talk to you. Saintel did all the talking.”
“I was just guiding him, Shamil. That’s why I brought him here myself.”
“I know.”

Well, after the sparring match, the El-dudes did swarm around, so I didn’t really get to talk to the women. Is that why they called me here? I was about to get dragged away by them again after my bath.

“Do the members of this unit divide themselves by gender? I wasn’t aware.”
“Not really. But when we act as a group, we usually split up like that.”

I see.

“Hehehe, anyway, feel free to ask me anything. I’ve been treated well, so I have no intention of being difficult. So, what do you want to ask me?”

I can tell you anything. As I say that, Shamil and all the other elves sitting around laugh.

“Hehe, heh…”
“Hehe.”
“Hmm?”

I wondered why they were laughing, but it wasn’t a mocking laugh. They were all smiling at me with goodwill.

“You have a very nice voice.”

Then, a brown-haired elf sitting next to Shamil said.

“My voice? Hehehe, why the sudden compliment?”

Wow, getting compliments like this here.

“And you’re quite handsome in a manly way. Are you considered good-looking among humans?”
“I personally pride myself on it.”

I am damn good-looking.

“You’re also incredibly tall? I’ve never seen a human as tall as you.”
“You have a lot of scars too.”
“And you seem very strong… just how strong are you?”

Once one of them started asking, all the elves in the lounge began throwing questions at me. It seems they’ve taken an interest in my manly appearance. I was a little flustered, but I answered them one by one with a smile.

This is just because I’m the incredibly cool and talented Heavenly Demon Kim Kat. It can’t be helped.

The questions were about why I’m so strong, how I got my scars, and how tall I am. But the more I answered, the closer the elves got.

“But it’s really amazing.”

As I was doing that, an elf with wavy red hair approached from the back. She had a rather old-fashioned hairstyle, and her sharp eyes made her look like a fierce warrior.

Her cleavage was even visible through the gap in her gown, making a strong statement.

“I heard the Paladin is quite young. But how can you be so strong?”

I wondered what she meant, but she was questioning my age.
That makes sense.

Elves are basically over a hundred years old.

“That’s because—”

Just as I was about to answer,

“You said you’re in your late twenties, which means you’re ten years younger than my grandson.”

A bombshell of a statement.

“Judging from your sparring match earlier, my grandson wouldn’t stand a chance.”

G-grandson?

What the?

“A-are you saying… grandson?”
“Hmm? Is there a problem?”
“No.”

I looked at the elf’s face again.

She looks too young to have a grandson. If she were human, people would think she was in her early twenties at most. If anything, people would think I was older than her.

But a grandson?

“E-excuse me, but may I ask your age?”
“I’m turning 156 this year. Well, I had children a little later in life. My grandson is 37 this year.”

I can’t believe it.

I could only gape in astonishment.

“…”

I couldn’t say anything more. So… this is what elves are like. I heard they live to be about 300 years old. They also don’t age easily. The only time they age is when their lifespan is almost up.

So, if an elf looks old, it means they’re about to die.

Right… if you’re over 100, it’s not strange to have a grandson. Their prime lasts so long that having many children isn’t a problem.

“Melissa, you surprised the Paladin by mentioning your age and grandson.”
“Hmm? Is that surprising?”
“Humans have very different cultures. That’s what I know.”
“I see.”

I looked at Saintel.

“…Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Do you have a grandson?”
“I’ve never had children.”
“How old are you?”
“I’m turning 102 this year.”

Good heavens.

“That’s almost a 70-year difference between us.”
“Is there a problem?”
“No.”

But well, I’m not someone who’s easily surprised by age anymore. Claudia is over 100 years old, and Risha was an eyewitness to the Idol War. Hilde claims to be younger than me, but no one knows for sure.

“Such a baby. A baby.”
“My son is just about that age.”
“It’s amazing that such a kid is so strong… humans are.”

Now the topic has shifted to my age. The female elves in gowns are sending me extremely friendly glances and starting to treat me like a child. Not openly, but they’re whispering among themselves, and I can hear everything.

“Thinking of him as a baby makes him seem kind of cute…”
“But he looks older than my brother.”
“I think that’s even better… he’s 20, but he talks like an elf over 200 years old.”
“That’s kind of funny.”

Wow… I didn’t expect to be treated like this again.

“Ah, please don’t get angry. They’re not trying to tease you.”

Shamil, who first spoke to me, said as I sat awkwardly next to Saintel.

“…It’s not that. It’s just that it’s strange to be treated like a child at this age. I was just momentarily confused.”
“Hehe. I suppose that’s possible. Humans are considered adults even in their mid-teens, right? A full-fledged adult at their peak.”

In this world, humans are treated as adults around the age of 15.

“Still, late twenties… the average age difference is a hundred years. Thinking about it that way makes it feel very strange. There probably isn’t an elf under a hundred years old as strong as you.”
“Hearing you say that makes me feel really good.”

Elves can’t compare to me.

“Indeed. Humans and elves are different. There are many racial differences.”

The elves nodded at Saintel’s words.

—Swish.

That’s when it happened.

An elf with long, flowing blue hair standing over there approached me. She was a woman with a suitably elven bust, and she stared at me with a blank expression before opening her mouth.

“Hmm… if you were an elf, I would seriously ask you for your seed.”
“Excuse me?”

What?

“She’s saying that again. Leahs. Aren’t the children you bore that way over twenty years old? You can’t even remember your own children’s names, what are you talking about?”
“Are they already over twenty? Well, it wouldn’t hurt to have one more.”

This is crazy.

“You’re saying the most ridiculous things.”
“What’s so ridiculous about it? You’re the one who doesn’t have any children yet. We Guardian Warriors who protect the World Tree need to have more children to raise warriors to protect the forest.”
“Never mind.”

I should go back now.

I can’t stay here any longer.

This isn’t the human world where I belong.

“But making a half-elf is a bit… disappointing.”
“Please. Lady Leahs, was it? I’d like you to change the subject. It’s not very nice to talk about that in front of someone.”
“Not nice?”

She tilted her head, and I stood up from my seat.

“Human? Are you perhaps embarrassed?”
“What the hell are you talking about?”

That’s when Saintel looked at me and asked.

“Your face is red.”

It’s just that this space is so awkward that I’m getting hot.

“Ah, his face is red.”
“Hehe… it’s true that elves are beautiful.”
“Paladin? Do you have a lover? Do you have a lover?”
“I’d personally like to treat you… shall we meet separately outside?”

The elves came closer and started asking aggressively, and each time, the fragrance grew stronger, making it impossible to suppress my erection. Damn it…! If there weren’t so many eyes on me, I would have summoned the compass and given my dick a Heavenly Demon Flick!

“Oh my!”

As I stood there, unable to do anything, they reached out and grabbed my hand.

Based on that soft sensation.

—Heavenly Demon Erection.

A physiological phenomenon was triggered.

—Swish.

It became powerfully erect, almost bursting through the gown.

“…Ah.”
“…”
“…”

A moment of silence descended upon the room.
Damn it… I think I’m screwed.

As I quickly tried to deflate my erection and bent my waist slightly.

“G-goodness…”
“What a size…”
“A-are humans originally that big…?”
“H-half-elf? An elf who’s given birth to a half-elf…?”
“There’s no such elf here…”

You son of a bitch.

I immediately turned around.

My dick has become the topic of conversation.
I can’t take it anymore.

“…I have a wife. So I think it would be best to stop this conversation here. Ah, damn it. No, this won’t do. Saintel. I’m leaving now.”
“W-wait! Hold on!”

I immediately grabbed the box containing my clothes and went outside.

Saintel followed me from behind.