Chapter 225: The Type Bicorn Likes (2)
Creeeak.
Only after 12 hours did I finally bring Bicorn outside.
"I'm so wobbly..."
Bicorn had been fucked so hard, with both her horse pussy and human pussy completely loosened, that now she couldn't even walk properly. She clung to my side, holding my hand as she moved, and cum mixed with blood still dripped steadily from between her thighs.
Her hymen was completely destroyed, the inner walls of her pussy now smooth. Halfway through, she had learned to move her hips on her own, swallowing my dick eagerly and learning how to fuck for pleasure. Of all the pussies I had experienced, hers ranked just below that of a succubus in tightness and feel.
"We were waiting—wait. What the hell is this?"
The elf ranger man and the elder who had been waiting with Professor Pandel wore dumbfounded expressions.
When I had gone in during the day, I was with a pure and beautiful unicorn. But now, coming out, she reeked of cum and blood and had become a Bicorn. Of course they were shocked.
"I did as instructed, didn't I?"
"Ahng~"
I grabbed Bicorn's horn from behind and showed the cut end. The elf elder who raised the great Dryad held her face and inspected it, visibly shaken.
"Human child. I never told you to turn Uni into this..."
"Huh? But didn't you say to cut off her horn?"
"Just trimming the tip would cause it to split if she tried using spatial leap magic again. That way, she couldn't use it recklessly for decades. That was the punishment I had in mind... How much did you cut, exactly?"
'Ah... So that's what he meant?'
"What you've done is no different from killing the soul of a unicorn and replacing it with something else..."
"Lady, could you back off? You reek like a dusty old pussy no one's touched in ages. It's nauseating."
Until now, she had only gotten angry at the elves and looked at me with disgust. But now that she had become a Bicorn, she avoided the sexually dull elves and pressed against me, naturally slipping her hand into my pants.
"Mmm~ the thick smell of a male..."
Seeing Uni turned into a Bicorn, now lewd enough to rival a succubus, while the elves looked visibly disturbed, made it seem like I had done something bad.
"I only did what I was told. You should have specified whether I was supposed to cut vertically, just the tip, or a horizontal slice. You just told me to cut it, so I split it cleanly in half and turned her into a Bicorn."
"...Human child. It's my fault for not explaining properly, but even so, turning a unicorn into this is..."
"What do you mean 'into this'? She just spent hundreds of years in the forest sniffing virgins and giving them rides, never knowing a man. She finally experienced a dick and discovered a whole new kind of pleasure."
Uni staying quiet was actually helping my case, but her hand inside my pants, playing with me, wasn't helpful at all.
"I told you this would happen if you left it to him."
"Don't get hard. Don't you dare get hard."
"But those elves stink so badly of virginity it's making my nose rot!"
I flicked her forehead to calm her down and jumped into the conversation between the elf elder and Professor Pandel.
"Did you catch the accomplice?"
"Iris and Pai are tracking, but from the sound in the flare shot up earlier, it seems they lost them."
'Escaped elven ranger pursuit?'
And I had seen Iris land a shot, so the enemy was definitely hit by an arrow.
Even I, sprinting down a path cleared by mana blasts, and Professor Pandel, who had buffed himself with enhancement magic, couldn't catch up with the elven rangers. Whoever the accomplice was, they must be incredibly fast.
"What is this stolen scabbard anyway?"
"I don't think it's something we should be telling a human child."
"Want me to explain it?"
Uni approached again and casually slipped her hand inside my shirt, fondling my chest. Normally, I would swat her hand away in public, but I needed the information.
"Go ahead."
"It was crafted from the youngest branch of the World Tree to store an extremely dangerous magic sword."
"Does it have any special effects?"
"It seals the power of the sword inside it. So, if you put a magic sword inside, its abilities are sealed while it's in the scabbard."
A magic sword—a symbol of the Demon King. Aside from the fairy sword, no weapon could match it.
"Originally, of course—"
"Since Uni already said it, I have no choice. Yes, it was made to neutralize the magic sword after sealing the Demon King."
"Then isn't it useless now?"
The Demon King had been sealed for 300 years. Even the temples, who should be most alert to his return, focused more on warning about human corruption and indulgence.
Magic swords, being in demon territory, were dangerous only when wielded by the Demon King. If an average demon tried it, they'd be crushed by someone like Duke Ballor or the guardian dragon Seyra.
"Exactly. So why steal such an item?"
Who would steal something the elves themselves didn't even value?
"Uni. Who was the intruder you let in?"
"A virgin with a nauseatingly pure smell. Like she'd never even held hands with a guy. Just the scent drove me a little crazy... Why did I even like that smell?"
"Do you know who she was?"
"Didn't ask. She just said she wanted to go in, so I took her."
I grabbed her horn to check if she was lying, but she drooled and made an expectant face. It didn't look like she was lying for the virgin's sake.
"Uni. The attacker was human, right?"
"Yeah. A human."
"We should restore the Great Barrier first. There's no need to retrieve the scabbard. I'm planning to have the Elf Forest submit a request to the kingdom. Is that okay, Pandel?"
"Yes... I'll start the investigation. Though, since this concerns the guardian dragon, I don't know if they'll take the report seriously."
"That's enough. As for Uni... she probably can't live in the forest anymore."
"I don't want to live in a place that smells like rotting plants. I'd rather follow this guy."
She licked my neck and clung to me. It seemed that unlike the elves who had only been with one partner or none at all, my vast experience made me very appealing to a Bicorn.
'Is there room in the stable...?'
And so, we gained a new quest and a Bicorn as an addition to our party.
"Huff... Huff..."
The warrior gripped the arrow embedded in her shoulder, drenched in sweat, trying desperately to pull it out.
It was stuck in the gap between her shoulder and chest. If it had hit slightly lower, it would have pierced her heart, killing her instantly or leaving her bleeding to death on the spot. But fate had not chosen her to die here, and the arrow narrowly missed the mark.
Wedged between her side and ribs, just breathing made the pain unbearable.
She had allowed a wound that wouldn't hinder her escape, but it was where nerves were densely packed. Elven wooden arrows sprouted barbed thorns upon impact, tearing flesh and making removal difficult.
Crack!
And the divine blessing she bore only made things worse.
Normally, a knife or blade would be used to cut around the wound and pull the arrow out. But the blessing of the god of medicine and healing caused small wounds to regenerate instantly. The wooden arrow, being a living thing, allowed the thorns to grow, digging deeper and potentially reaching her heart if left alone.
"Hhhhrrgh...!"
Even divine blessings don't remove pain.
In fact, where most would feel relief as nerves get damaged and pain lessens, her constant regeneration kept the pain alive. As the arrow thorns grew, so did her agony.
'I have to do this... I have to...!'
She grabbed the arrow again, trying to pull the growing thorns out. But even a small jolt sent searing pain through her flesh.
Elven arrows typically cause paralysis, preventing excessive pain. But her divine power had forcibly awakened the arrow, creating this hell.
"I can't give up... I must..."
Crack!
A horrifying sound of tearing flesh.
Her molars cracked, gums bled, cold sweat and tears streamed down her face, but she didn't give up.
"I must...!"
Crack!
She forcibly tore the regenerating flesh. Her healing made the torn flesh cling to her body, so she had to rip it away to pull out the arrow.
For an average person, the pain would cause unconsciousness. Even a seasoned warrior would confess secrets to escape it. But she endured.
Squish.
A hunk of flesh fell to the ground. Her side, torn open, began to heal as if waves parted and closed again. But the pain dropped her to the ground.
"Ugh!"
Grinding her teeth shattered her molars. Blood gushed from her throat, but as fast as it spilled, it was replaced. Her teeth regrew, pushing out the broken ones.
But the pain remained. She lay face down, crying silently.
Like a girl her age.
But what set her apart from other girls was how quickly she rose.
"I will..."
As if reaffirming herself, she clenched her new teeth and stood up.
"I will defeat the Demon King... no matter what..."
Without a glance at the blood or torn flesh, she picked up the scabbard she had stolen, her clothes tattered and bloodied from her torn side.
"To do that, this time..."
Wuuuung—
"The divine sword, once more."
The warrior vanished.
Into a thick fog of mana.
Toward the distant silver moon.