Reincarnated In The World Of The Last Game I Played - Chapter 14

“You said you were resting earlier. Are you traveling?” Nimo asked as he poured Athena a cup of yellow liquid.

After being escorted to the mist elf village, Athena was guided to a small palace inside the trunk of a gigantic tree, but Athena paid no attention to it.

On the way to Athena’s palace you can see the true colors of the mist elves. With the exception of warriors, all the elves in the village, from children to adults, wore little or no clothing.

Every elf who passed by Athena, with all her beauty and youth, if only in appearance, was a new excitement.

And now Athena drooled over Nimo, who upon arriving at the palace, simply took off what could be called a simple sheet and exposed her entire beautiful body to Athena’s lustful eyes.

“If you look so hard, even we’ll be embarrassed.” Nimo said with a slightly reddened face.

“Ah! Sorry. We’re going to Sigma to see Druid Gion.”

“Ah~. Which one will do the ritual?”

Anemus and Fotiá were somewhere in the palace, Anemus as a kind of older sister who takes care of her little sister and Fotiá as an adventurer in an unexplored place.

“Anemus, the air nymph. She’s been ready for a long time, but I haven’t…” Athena trailed off as a servant bent over to pick something up. “Please make the servants wear clothes while I’m here. It’s getting hard to control myself…”

Nimo laughed and after a few minutes all the servants were wearing clothes.

“After all, why do you wear so little clothing?”

“Because of that.” Nimo lifted her arm to the side and moved it. Her arm deformed until it was just smoke. A white fog like clouds. “If we wear clothes, it’s harder to do it with the whole body.”

Athena gaped at what she had just seen. In the game she didn’t have this elf variant.

Athena’s eyes filled with anticipation.

‘What else is out there that I don’t know? “Saint” was a title a player could earn by doing good deeds, but now in addition to being a hermit, there’s the fog elves. This world is wider and deeper than the game and I have eternity to explore.’

Athena’s heart pounded with excitement.

“If it’s not rude, could you use a soul scroll for me? I’ll tell you how we managed to turn to fog.”

“Hm… I prefer something else.”

“What?” Nimo asked, a little disappointed.

“You, I want you.” Athena replied with a serious look and a mischievous smile.

Nimo’s face quickly changed color. “Eh~? For a soul scroll? And I’m over seven thousand years old. I’m a grandmother, you know?!”

“I’m giving you my information. Which might also be my weaknesses. I think it’s a fair trade.”

***

Somewhere within the same forest, the knight and his/her trusty horse… Well, not so trustworthy, faced a group of goblins.

“Do something you stupid nag!” Claimed the knight while defending an arrow with his/her shield.

*From here I will treat goblins by number :v*

Goblin one leapt from the tree onto the horse, but as soon as it landed in the saddle, the horse jumped, flinging the little demon into the air and knocking it back.

The horse looked devochely at the knight and snorted vigorously.

“You’re not doing more than your duty!” Said the knight as he/she impaled goblin two into his plump belly.

Goblins three and four, who were over the trees, drenched the arrows with a viscous white liquid, while goblins five through fifteen surrounded the rider and his horse more and more.

“Is this not going to end?” The knight complained and so did the horse to snort.

The knight tucked his/her sword into the sheath of his/her shield and held it in front of his/her face. Seeing this, the horse flinched and whinnied in despair as the rider muttered something.

The goblins, seeing the opportunity, attacked. Three and four with their slimy arrows and the others with old rusty clubs and daggers and swords.

“…May the path of light be extinguished and let darkness reign!” exclaimed the knight, drawing the horse’s attention. “Ah! Wrong chant…” The knight said and then it happened.

A wave of black light engulfed everything within a twenty meter field. When the light disappeared, all that was left of the goblins were their scraps of clothing and weapons.

“Hm…? Did it work?” The knight wondered, alone in the middle of the now silent forest. “Ah~!!!! I did it again!!!!” He/She said upon noticing the missing horse.

***

“How long do you need to think?” Athena asked as she sipped the yellow liquid and felt the sweet taste of the drink.

It had no alcohol, or if it did it was very little and it was masked by the taste of the fruit that had an orange, strawberry and cherry flavor all at the same time.

“Besides my age, there’s no other problem?” Nimo said pointing down towards Athena.

Athena laughed, stood up and walked around the table to Nimo. “I’m old too. Well, not as old as you.”

“Speaking that way hurts a little.” Nimo said pouting.

‘So cute!’, “I’m only three hundred years old. And about being both women, what does it matter?” Athena concluded as she sat on Nimo’s lap and wrapped her arms around the elf’s neck and smiled. “What is going to be?”

“R-right! I accept your proposal.”

“Right! We have a deal. But I only have one more scroll. Could you give me some? If you like, I can buy them from you.” Athena smiled excitedly.

“I don’t need your money, I’ll give you some. But I want the parchment first.” Nimo asked with an shy smile.

Athena nodded and the two kissed.

Nimo was an elderly woman and had many grandchildren and great-grandchildren, but she had never even had a night with a woman.

Athena’s soft lips touching hers and their warm tongues intertwining, making a sweet, pleasant scent invade her nostrils, it was something completely unusual for the elf.

“Pwaaah!!! I think this may serve as our seal of agreement.” Athena said and stood up, leaving Nimo still stunned. “Unless you want more…”

Nimo jumped in his chair when he heard Athena. “No! It is alright.”

At the top of the stairs on the first floor of the palace, Anemus watched the entire scene with a complicated expression. She felt like Athena was being stolen from her and wanted to grow up soon.

Athena decided to spend an entire night with Nimo after hand out the parchment to the elf. Anemus and Fotia was in another room, but Anemus couldn’t really sleep.

Nimo moaned like a lioness and Anemus listened to everything, feeling alone and touching herself. She was over five hundred years old.

Two hundred years she spent with Hades, a maniac for fight and destruction who lived only to kill and sometimes he would caress her hair and face, but he never really touched her.

The other three hundred plus years she spent with a quiet woman who did nothing but eat, drink, sleep, and a nymph who wasn’t old enough mentally to be good company.

But now her master had returned and even though in a woman’s body, her love for her hadn’t changed, but the master didn’t look at her the same way.

Anemus knew that Athena saw her as a daughter and that perhaps she would never see her otherwise, but still she yearned for Athena to the point of spending all night touching herself while listening to her beloved with another woman.

The next morning, Athena had a glowing skin like a snake that had just changed its skin and Anemus had huge dark circles under her eyes and was tired like a old man who had spent the day in the countryside.

“Do you really have to go?” Nimo asked with low eyes.

Athena took her hands, looked into her blue eyes and smiled widely. “I’ll come back some day.” And then she kissed her on the lips.

Nimo felt that she had gone back to when she was only a hundred years old and had fallen in love for the first time. She already missed Athena as she watched the grimera jump from branch to branch with the woman on its back until it disappeared into the treetops.

“Which way do we go?” Athena asked.

Anemus opened the map newly acquired from the elves and then pointed to the northwest where they could see majestic, mighty mountains.

“We can go through the troll mountains or go farther north and fly through the giant ranges.”

“Trolls or giants? Let’s go with the trolls.” Athena said as if she was going to fight the monsters and Anemus had a bad feeling.

“We are not going to fight the trolls!” Anemus said, but Athena ignored her with a smile and the grimera took flight.