"Well, Earl Offrey, my disappointment is fucking immeasurable," Aqua said, sweeping his gaze across the island with open contempt. "I came expecting graceful elves, and instead I find a bunch of degenerate fools and clowns."
Everywhere he looked the scene was the same.
Elf males pressed themselves against noblewomen like starving dogs, hands groping openly as the women were escorted toward their waiting floating cars.
They flaunted their pointed ears and lithe bodies, practically begging to be taken along as trophies or toys.
Elf women did exactly the same—clinging to noblemen's arms, pressing full breasts against sleeves, whispering promises while fingers trailed suggestively down thighs.
And it didn't stop at flirting.
Right against a massive oak, two knights had an elf girl pinned face-first to the bark.
Her short tunic was shoved up around her waist, panties long gone.
One knight gripped her slender hips and drove his thick cock into her dripping cunt with hard, wet slaps, while the other held her hair and fucked her mouth in rhythm.
She moaned around the shaft filling her throat, legs trembling, clearly lost in it.
Cum already leaked down her inner thighs from an earlier round.
Further off, an open orgy unfolded in a sunlit clearing.
Three noblemen had an elf woman on all fours in the grass.
One buried himself balls-deep in her ass, groaning as he reamed her tight hole.
Another knelt in front, feeding her his cock while she sucked eagerly, drool running down her chin.
The third stood over her back, stroking himself until he painted thick white streaks across her spine and ass cheeks.
She shuddered through another climax, muffled cries vibrating around the dick in her mouth.
Even in the sky it was no better.
Moans and rhythmic thumping echoed down from the floating carriages drifting overhead.
Through open viewports Aqua could see noblewomen bent over seats or pressed against glass, elf males pounding into them from behind, pale hands gripping pale hips, cocks disappearing into slick holes over and over while the women cried out in pleasure.
The whole island reeked more of a high-class brothel than anything resembling the sacred, mystical homeland of elves.
Earl Offrey stood beside him, his own expression a mixture of resignation and bitter amusement. "They never cease to astonish me either, Lord Redgrave. When I was young, I harbored such illusions about elf women. I actually dreamed of marrying one, you know? The grace, the wisdom, the otherworldly beauty."
He let out a humorless chuckle. "And now I look at this. They flaunt their sexuality like common whores in a port town. I suppose dreams are just dreams. Reality has a habit of crushing them rather thoroughly."
The knights escorting them maintained professional composure, though a few cast sidelong glances at the ongoing displays.
Beyond the island's shores, mechs stood stationed in the water like silent, metallic sentinels, their massive frames providing a stark contrast to the fleshy chaos they were paid to protect.
Aqua continued his survey, cataloging every detail with cold, analytical precision.
His eyes moved past the debauchery, searching for anything familiar.
He half-expected to spot recognizable faces—characters from the anime franchises he knew.
But there were none.
Only strangers. Only the desperate and the damned.
He wondered, briefly, if any of these elves—awakeners or non-awakeners—were among those Lin Feng had scammed into this existence.
Probably.
It didn't matter right now.
There would be time later to untangle that web.
For now, his purpose was simpler: to see his newly acquired land with his own eyes, to feel its pulse, to understand exactly what he had inherited before he made any decisions about its future.
"So tell me, Earl Offrey," Aqua said, voice low and edged with disgust as another elf girl screamed in climax behind them, "what happens if I close this island to the public, militarize it completely, and station heavy troops here—permanently?"
Offrey leaned in, voice barely above a whisper. "You make enemies of the entire royalty and nobility, Lord Redgrave. The King uses this place to buy loyalty from the nobles. The nobles love the thrill of owning a proud magical race that willingly spreads its legs for them. Everyone profits. If you take away their favorite toy… I'm afraid there will be consequences."
Aqua cut him off, tone flat and final.
"I don't give a damn about the nobles' or the King's opinion, Earl Offrey. I'm asking you because I trust your greed—your hunger for real power, a higher seat at the table. I can give you that."
"But first, I want them gone. All of them. If it means burning this island to ash, razing every tree, massacring half the population, slaughtering every last one of these scum-sucking degenerates—so be it."
Offrey's eyes gleamed for a heartbeat.
He bowed his head slightly.
"Yes, Lord Redgrave. I can arrange it. Today you will see results."
Aqua's lips curved into a slow, satisfied grin.
"Good. I like you more and more, Earl Offrey. Tell your daughter she moves into my manor today. From now on she lives under my roof, in my bed. I'll give her plenty of love—she'll be swollen with my child before the month is out."
Offrey's face lit with genuine pleasure; nothing secured a family's rise faster than a grandchild tied to real power.
"Thank you, Lord Redgrave. I will instruct her to serve you perfectly."
Both men grinned, pleased that each had obtained what he wanted, ignoring the fact that they were planning to raze the place to the ground for their own benefit while the world burned.
The distant moans and wet slaps continued behind them, oblivious to the death sentence that had just been quietly signed.
...
The Sky Pirates came quickly. After hearing that the heir of Redgrave—the second most powerful noble house in the kingdom—was present, they ignored the consequences and the risk of making an enemy of the kingdom and attacked Elf Island.
They acted swiftly. The nobles, spoiled by their families, were easily slaughtered by them. The knights who escorted them were killed. Elven men and women were also bombarded by the mechas brought by the Sky Pirates, and the forest was razed to the ground by heavy bombardment.
Elf Island was no longer a pleasurable place, but an abyss of slaughter as the Sky Pirates laughed wantonly at their massacre.
They laughed as they shot down fleeing elves. They laughed as they kicked wounded nobles aside. They loaded the surviving aristocrats onto their ships like cargo, stuffing them into holding cells while debating whose family would pay the highest ransom.
The elves, however, were left behind.
The ships were already full, and the pirates had no interest in wasting space on creatures they viewed as less than human.
Those who survived the initial bombardment were left to burn with their homeland, their screams swallowed by the roar of flames.
But the laughter stopped the moment the Redgrave reinforcements arrived.
They came not with swords and horses, but with technology—advanced weaponry that outclassed anything the Sky Pirates could field.
Cannons that fired with precision.
Armor that shrugged off pirate bullets.
Soldiers trained to kill, not posture.
The battle turned in seconds.
Pirate mechas, once instruments of terror, were reduced to smoking scrap.
Pirates who had been laughing moments ago now ran screaming as Redgrave forces cut them down with merciless efficiency.
"Retreat! RETREAT!" the Pirate Captain shrieked, his voice cracking with panic as he watched his crew being slaughtered.
They fled. They ran with their tails literally between their legs, abandoning their dead, abandoning their wounded, abandoning any pretense of being fearsome conquerors, while Duke Redgrave arrived with his two trusted knights.
He met his son, Aqua Redgrave, and his ally who had basically planned this massacre—Earl Offrey.
"Aqua, this is a bloody mess... I don't even know if this was a wise decision." Duke Redgrave frowned in displeasure at the sight.
Aqua chuckled. "Don't worry, Father. You will see the result after we implement our plan. Now, let's push this to the king. Tell the royal family that Elf Island has suffered heavy losses and needs to be closed to the public for at least two or three years. We suspect that some of those nobles or tourists were spies of the Sky Pirates, and we don't trust any outsiders or visitors on our island. We need time to recover and heavily station our knights here."
Duke Redgrave studied his son for a long, uncomfortable moment.
The firelight from the burning forest flickered across his weathered face, revealing nothing of his thoughts.
Finally, he spoke. "I will see results in one year, Aqua. Not two. Not three. One year. If I don't see the fruits of this... endeavor, I will revoke your position as heir without hesitation. Angelica will take over the house, and you will become a footnote in our family's history."
He turned without waiting for a response, his knights falling into step behind him.
They mounted their mechanical transports and departed, leaving Aqua and Offrey standing in the ashes.
Earl Offrey exhaled slowly, his brow furrowed with genuine concern.
He had staked everything on this alliance—on Aqua's rise, on the marriage contract that would bind their houses. If Aqua fell, so did Offrey's dreams.
"Do you think we can truly deliver results in one year, Lord Redgrave?" he asked, his voice low and uncertain.
Aqua chuckled, a dark, knowing sound that echoed strangely in the devastation.
He clapped Offrey on the shoulder with more force than necessary.
"We will deliver. And it will be sooner than anyone expects."
His eyes gleamed with something that made even Offrey, a man accustomed to political bloodshed, take a small step back. "Now. I expect Stephanie to visit my chamber tonight, Earl Offrey. We have much to... celebrate. Much to prepare for."
Offrey swallowed once, then bowed deeply. "Yes, Lord Redgrave. It will be done."
The cake had already been divided. The spoils awaited their takers.
All that remained was for each man to collect his share and enjoy the fruits of their carefully cultivated evil.
Behind them, Elf Island continued to burn.
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