История Королевы Эльфов / The story of the Elf Queen: 38. Новая цель агентов королевы эльфов

The new target of the elf queen's agents
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Camrad_RIP 20.08.24 в 19:06

At the inn, which was under Fjold's management, life went on in a relatively calm and measured way. The innkeeper was glad of that. He was especially pleased that the Confederate adventurers who had moved in for the winter were really no trouble at all. I mean, real troubles and problems, which he had seen enough of from fortune-seekers in his life. The occasional trips of the prettiest maids upstairs to “help with the cleaning” didn't count. Neither did the noisy table parties, where the older members of the squad generously shared tales of their exploits, to which both employees and other guests gathered to listen. These were not drunken brawls with stabbings, or even the use of battle magic, but a source of profit for his establishment. Since the adventurers spent more money treating the attendees during such feasts. Which meant more money would flow into the temple treasury. In general, most of the time, the wintering adventurers openly idled and rested, almost without leaving their rooms. Except that the squad leader and a couple of assistants were doing some business, slowly selling goods and inquiring about possible part-time jobs. The latter, however, were not available for adventurers within the city limits. It was understandable, because the order in Iyastar was very strict.

Camrad_RIP 20.08.24 в 19:10

But upstairs, in the rooms where Fjold's guests were staying, there was no peace right now. Instead, there was a bustle of business. Some of the Secret Guard agents were quickly and concentratedly gathering their personal belongings. The other part was preparing to take over their colleagues' business and duties. Sitting at his desk in the corner of the room, Twilight watched without much enthusiasm the gathering of some of his subordinates who were being called back. Working with a small group was not the same as working with a full one. Especially in a place as challenging as Iyastar. Of course, he wasn't used to it, having worked alone on occasion. But it was better to have a specialist for every task and a couple of free agents on hand. Alas, the order from the Forest was clear and concise: about a third of Twilight's subordinates had to leave Iyastar and the lands of the Theocracy in general. Thankfully, the legend for the withdrawal was developed in advance in case of just such unforeseen situations.

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:20

Melody, sitting next to Darendil, dressed in her tight-fitting one-piece light gray suit, custom-made by artifact masters, was looking at the portraits of various humans and non-humans and their descriptions on the wall with an impenetrable expression. Some of the portraits were marked in red, as were their descriptions. Particularly the images of a young and pretty half-elf and a sturdily built tall northerner with copper hair. It's a shame she's being recalled as well. The help of one of the Secret Guard's most experienced agents would not be out of place, and Twilight was counting on her a lot. It was good that Luaval hadn't been recalled. As diplomatically as possible, Twilight asked:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:22

"It must be very frustrating to be pulled off an assignment like that, right after being assigned to it?"

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:22

Melody broke away from studying the portraits and their descriptions, turned to him, and spoke in a calm and indifferent voice:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:23

It's a frustrating, Twilight, to spend half a century in the harem of a human archmage, diligently pretending to be a passionate and skillful concubine, indulging all his whims and amusements in bed. And this is just an annoying little thing, not even worth noticing.

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:25

Darendil, who managed to hide his surprise at hearing the revelation, also diplomatically continued:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:26

"I didn't suspect that you were the Shadow who infiltrated Raistar's harem, Melody. I thought that kind of operation wasn't exactly your specialty."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:28

With a barely perceptible smile on the tips of her lips, the agentess replied in the same calmly indifferent voice:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:28

"Shadows don't have a specific specialty, Twilight, don't you know that. A Shadow has to know everything to be able to start any task in any role and any composition."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:29

The agentess turned again to the portraits hanging on the wall, but did not stop talking:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:30

However, every Shadow can have preferences, both in the methods of execution of the assigned task and in the types of operations. Honey tasks had never been close to my heart, but as it happened, I was the only one who had a realistic chance of successfully infiltrating and working in the Dark Tower. The Forest realized the true extent of the danger from Reistar too late. There was no time left to select and grow a personal Honey Flower. I had to act.

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 14:14

Bowing his head slightly in respect and acknowledgement of his senior colleague, Darendil asked cautiously:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 15:57

"I'm guessing that was a pretty challenging assignment? Well, they don't send Shadows on other missions, do they?"

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 15:57

Smiling faintly once again, Melody shook her head:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 15:58

Getting into his harem was relatively easy. Reistar was a great admirer of female beauty, and at the time of my introduction, he had already gathered a lush bouquet. But there were no firstborn flowers in it yet, and he was more than happy to add me to his flower garden. It didn't have light-colored firstborn flowers, but dark ones already were. It was more difficult to keep my true nature hidden from him under the guise of a relatively young gifted girl who had overestimated her powers in her desire to know the world beyond the Forest. It was harder to hide it from the other concubines, with whom I had to compete for the position of favorite and influence over Raistar.

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 15:59

The agentess' face darkened for a brief moment, and she continued in a slightly colder voice:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:30

"Getting into his harem was relatively easy. Reistar was a great admirer of female beauty, and at the time of my introduction, he had already gathered a lush bouquet. But there were no firstborn flowers in it yet, and he was more than happy to add me to his flower garden. It didn't have light-colored firstborn flowers, but dark ones already were. It was more difficult to keep my true nature hidden from him under the guise of a relatively young gifted girl who had overestimated her powers in her desire to know the world beyond the Forest. It was harder to hide it from the other concubines, with whom I had to compete for the position of favorite and influence over Raistar."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 16:00

Pausing briefly, Melody sighed quietly and then continued:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 16:02

"And as if that were not enough, Reistar quickly learned of our mutual dislike, and after that, he almost always invited us to his bed only as a pair. He liked to have concubines who didn't like each other fight and compete for his favor in bed. And at the same time, they had to please each other. Sometimes even without his participation, but just under his supervision. The annoying thing was that there was no way to get rid of her in the Dark Tower. At least not in a way that wouldn't reveal itself. Reistar kept all his concubines on a fairly short leash, not allowing any physical reprisals. So he had to put up with this witch and a host of other women."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 16:03

"I've heard that he had other bedtime activities besides forcing his rivals to copulate,” Darendil said cautiously, on the one hand wanting to keep the conversation going and on the other not to cross the line.

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 16:04

Still, it wasn't every day one could talk to one of the most experienced agents about her missions. Especially one like getting into the harem of a powerful archmage.

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 16:05

"Oh, yes, and in many different ways. As one of the greatest masters of the School of Space and Transmigration, Reistar enjoyed using his knowledge and power to have fun with his concubines. He especially liked to open a tiny portal right in front of one or another of his mistresses' pussy. And without warning, he would shove a lady's savior into her. Often lubricated with some sort of love alchemy. It was usually a Lust Itch."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 16:08

"It's... it's a rather unusual amusement. It takes a lot of skill."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 16:08

"Indeed, in all my long life I have never met anyone capable of such amusement."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 16:30

"Well, at least it was relatively harmless. Our dark brethren have far more violent and bloody bedtime activities."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 16:31

"Of course. But believe me, the feeling of having a lady savior, sometimes of a very specific shape, thrust into you without warning is not the most pleasant. And that's just the beginning of the fun. A moment later, you feel a whole anthill of fire ants crawling into your pussy, stinging you from the inside. A moment later, your thighs are cramped with lust, and all you can think about is how you can get laid with someone else to relieve that itch. You want more than anything to take that lust away, with anything, as soon as possible, and the only thing at hand is usually the lady's savior you've had put in you. But it's smeared with alchemy, and the more you try to quench your lust with it, the worse it gets."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 17:49

Out of the corner of his eye, Twilight noticed that not only he but also all his other subordinates were listening attentively to Melody. However, without taking a break from the tasks. That's what professionalism means! Bowing his head courteously once again, Darendil diplomatically suggested:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 17:50

"I assume you always had a supply of neutralizing alchemy with you after the first few times?"

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 17:51

Melody shook her head slightly:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 17:51

"Alchemy was not allowed for concubines, except for cosmetic work and only that which Reistar personally approved. He was very careful about that. So I had to do things differently. Mostly I saved myself by gritting my teeth, pulling out my lady's savior, running to the first maid or concubine I could find, and forcing her to kiss my pussy until the Lust Itch was completely gone."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 17:52

"I can only assume that not all of them were happy about it."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 17:58

"Of course. And that's why I kept the ladies' savior. Under the threat of its immediate use by me, all the women in the Dark Tower were showing miracles of mutual assistance. Though I must admit, some among them were willing to help me without any threat of the savior. Still, mortals have a taste for the beauty of the firstborn. And of course, Reistar considered it a specialty of his to do this to two rival concubines at the same time, when they were standing next to each other. And consequently would be forced to be rescued by each other as well."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 17:59

"I can't even imagine how difficult that must have been for you."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:06

"I've had worse assignments, believe me, Twilight. Besides, after I got pregnant and gave birth to Reistar's gifted son, the last of my allotted five, things got a little easier. Just a little. Those of his concubines who bore him gifted sons or daughters, he set them apart from the rest. He allowed them a few more liberties. In particular, the right to wear something other than shoes and jewelry in the lord's section of the Dark Tower. Never before in my long life had I been so glad to be able to wear underwear as I was then. After all, it saved me from Reistar's favorite game."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:07

Melody's face darkened again for a moment, and she continued:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:07

"But after my son was born, I had to take care of his upbringing. He was not a bad father, and he helped me a lot. And he valued our son and made him stand out from the mass of his offspring. I didn't approve of some of his methods, but I could do nothing about it. I praised the First Tree for not practicing excessive paternal love for his children, whether boys or girls. So I lived in the Dark Tower for half a century, competing with many other concubines for Reistar's attention and influence, sharing a bed with them, tutoring and training my son as best I could. And all this only to have Reistar's overblown ego at the decisive moment make it all go to waste."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:11

The experienced agent's face became completely impassive, and she continued in a voice completely devoid of emotion:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:11

"Now that's a frustrating thing, Twilight. And a revoke almost immediately after starting a mission is nothing. I'd rather consider the time spent in the vicinity of Iyastar a little rest before my next really serious assignment."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:12

Darendil felt a chill run down his spine as he thought of his own half-blood daughter and Quatreon granddaughter. He knew the fate of all of Reistar's children very well. Bowing his head again, in recognition of Melody's services and sacrifices, Twilight spoke very politely:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:13

"My condolences, Melody. There was no way to save your son?"

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:13

"From the curse of the Black Blood, sent by the Gods themselves? No. We could only prolong his agony by delaying the inevitable. I'm not insensitive enough to torture my son, even if he's not firstborn."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:14

"Again my condolences....."

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:13

At half a word, Twilight was interrupted by the quiet melody of a cohesive amulet. Taking it in his hand, the squad leader squeezed it and mentally said:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:33

//Listening.

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:14

\\“The news was indeed important and urgent, Scheff didn't let us down. The Inquisitorium has a demoness sealed in a human body in captivity. And she says she knows who took Arendal.”

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 18:00

"What?!"

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:13

Twilight involuntarily shouted the last phrase out loud, jumping to his feet. Everyone in the rooms turned to him, including Melody. Darendil made a short gesture to connect all his subordinates and Shadow into a single weave of communication and mentally ordered:

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 09:07

//Report...”

Camrad_RIP 22.08.24 в 08:46