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EP.191 [Elf Priscilla in Mortal Peril, the Secret Art That Can Save Her Is Sex!] 

“Damn it!!” 

The ground collapsed beneath them. Eugene had expected another lion’s roar attack, but the drake’s unexpected move to cut off their escape made him curse out loud. 

“Priscilla, step on me and jump!” 

It seemed impossible for both of them to escape. So Eugene chose to give Priscilla all the help he could. His durability was much higher, and even if he was affected by the debuff poison, he was more likely to survive. 

“B-but still…” 

Priscilla hesitated at Eugene’s decisive command. It was clear he had no hesitation, not even a moment’s selfish thought. She could feel just how responsible Eugene Schneider was and how much he valued her as a comrade. 

“Don’t worry about me, I’ll survive no matter what! Once you get out, come save me! I’m making a scene here so you’ll come rescue me!” 

With determination, Eugene crouched low so Priscilla could use him as a springboard. 

“I-I’ll definitely come back for you, Eugene!!!” 

Thud! Fwoosh!! 

In the end, Priscilla jumped off Eugene’s back. 

But- 

[It’s touching, but useless.] 

-ROOOOAR!!! 

The drake unleashed a lion’s roar toward the space where Priscilla was leaping. 

-CHUAAAA!!! 

“-Aaaahhh!!!” 

“Damn it all!!” 

Because of that, Priscilla’s leap failed, and she fell with Eugene into the deep pit created by the collapsing ground. 

[Heh heh...] 

The drake looked down at the huge pit where Eugene and Priscilla had fallen and smiled. 

Thud...! Thud...! Thud...! 

Then the drake turned and began to walk away. 

[You who awakened the Eye of the Demon God... do you intend to plunge the continent into war again...?] 

Muttering incomprehensible words, 

Swoooosh...!!! 

the drake vanished in a dark red beam as if warping away. 

“There were no signs of residual monsters. We did encounter some beasts possessed by miasma here and there, though.” 

Around 5 p.m., the Imperial Knights team returned to the drake special quest camp. 

The first day’s unit quest had been split into two: Eugene and Priscilla were tasked with gathering drake information, while the Imperial Knights scanned for residual monsters created by the drake. The area for scanning residual monsters was much larger, so the Imperial Knights handled it. 

It was important to check for residual monsters because if there were more than expected during the drake subjugation, it could be a huge variable. But unexpectedly, they found none. 

“That’s surprising. With a drake of that level, there should be plenty of residual monsters, but only miasma-possessed beasts?” 

After hearing Victoria’s report, Elizabeth frowned. If a drake with the current level of mana had been settled here for a long time, it would be strange for there to be no residual monsters at all. Even a small number would be understandable, but to find none was odd. 

“Are Captain Eugene and Elf Archer Priscilla still working on their task?” 

Victoria asked Elizabeth, who was deep in thought, about Eugene Schneider’s quest status. 

“By now, they should have found the drake, but it seems it’s not so easy. They haven’t sent the agreed signal with the magic stone yet.” 

Elizabeth tilted her head. No matter what had happened, they should have sent a signal by now. Of course, there are many variables with communication stones: distance, complex terrain, or the presence of a powerful being nearby can interfere. But none of those conditions applied here, so it was puzzling. 

‘If it were just a personal matter, I’d already be out looking for my brother, but this is torture...’ 

Elizabeth answered Victoria in a calm tone, but in truth, she was exercising superhuman patience. Since the ones out on the quest were the assault captain and the top elf archer, it was acceptable for them to camp alone in the desert for a day or two. 

But to Elizabeth, Eugene was her beloved, obsessively desired brother. And he’d left with the elf she’d sparred with that morning. The crazy little sister Elizabeth was going mad. 

“Ugh...” 

Eugene Schneider groaned in pain. 

Sss... 

He grimaced and slowly opened his eyes. 

“I can see the night sky and the mouth of the pit, so I guess I’m not dead... damn it...” 

He’d fallen deep-about 25 meters. Looking up, he saw that night had already fallen. 

‘Let’s see how my body is...’ 

Lying there, Eugene moved his body to check his condition. 

‘Sore muscles, but no internal injuries or broken bones.’ 

Sss... 

Confirming he wasn’t seriously hurt, Eugene sat up. 

‘Where’s Priscilla?’ 

Glance! Glance! 

He immediately looked around for Priscilla, who had fallen into the pit with him. 

“You’re awake...?” 

At that moment, Priscilla’s voice reached his ears. 

“Priscilla!” 

Startled, Eugene saw Priscilla leaning against the wall directly in front of him. Since night had fallen and the shadows were deep, he hadn’t seen her right away. Recognizing her silhouette by her voice, Eugene immediately moved toward her. 

“!!!!!” 

As he approached, Eugene’s eyes widened. 

“Damn... I didn’t want to see that look on your face...” 

Seeing his expression, Priscilla made a subtly bitter face. She was injured and poisoned by the debuff. Her leg was hurt, her complexion was deathly pale, and despite the cool desert evening, she was drenched in cold sweat. 

“Let me see, Priscilla!” 

Fsssh! 

Eugene took out the lantern stone from his pocket and lit it. 

“The leg injury isn’t that bad. The real problem is the exposure to the debuff magic poison while I was unconscious...” 

Priscilla explained quietly to Eugene, who was anxiously checking her condition. 

As she said, the leg injury wasn’t serious, but it made it impossible for her to climb out of the pit alone. In that state, the debuff poison was circulating through her body. 

“Did using so much power in your true form make it worse?” 

Eugene asked, guessing at the cause. 

Priscilla was still in her true form. He remembered hearing that maintaining her real body consumed spirit energy quickly. For elves, spirit energy is the main defense against debuff magic poison. Returning to her true form used up a lot of energy, and then she’d used her Seeker Archer abilities on top of that. 

Nod... nod... nod... 

Priscilla nodded silently. 

‘This isn’t right... I should be blaming you for getting hurt trying to save me...’ 

Priscilla had revealed her true form to save Eugene. She hadn’t expected the drake to be so strong, but when Eugene was in danger, she’d rushed in without thinking. 

Eugene sensed this too. Priscilla had used up her precious spirit energy to help him, and she probably thought he’d feel terribly guilty. So she couldn’t say it directly and just nodded, feeling a bit humiliated. A noble elf never shows uncertainty. 

‘I hate that look...’ 

She hated seeing the man she liked, Eugene Schneider, looking worried and guilty because of her. 

‘I feel like I could get out if I just tried...’ 

Assessing the seriousness of the situation, Eugene looked around for a solution. The pit was deep, but with his expert-level physical ability, he could probably climb out after a few tries. 

But- 

‘The question is whether Priscilla can hold out until I get back with help.’ 

With the temperature dropping rapidly and debuff poison circulating in her body, Eugene couldn’t be sure Priscilla would survive until he returned. 

“Are you thinking of a way to save me? How arrogant... a human trying to save an elf... and not just any elf, but an elf princess, hehe...” 

Priscilla looked up at Eugene, who was thinking hard with a serious expression. She seemed to like what she saw, curling her lips into a faint smile and joking. 

“Of course the princess needs a prince to save her. Did you know I’m actually the adopted son of a grand duke? Even if I’m adopted, I’m still a noble, so I’ll save the elf princess.” 

Eugene shot back without missing a beat. He felt it was important to keep Priscilla conscious, so he even revealed his own secret. 

“Haha...! So you were a noble after all? I suspected as much, but to think you’re from a grand duke’s family. Jeanne’s a noble too, right? I’ve heard some of the things you two say when you have sex.” 

Priscilla revealed her own secret: she’d been secretly watching Jeanne and Eugene’s sex. 

“What... since when did you know???” 

Even Eugene, who had been thinking seriously, was shocked enough to ask. 

“After the goblin quest, at the first warehouse meeting? You two were all over each other like animals...” 

That’s right. During the meat party, Priscilla had watched them with a dazed expression. Witnessing Jeanne and Eugene’s wild sex had shocked her. And of course, she hadn’t just watched once. She’d kept watching, even sneaking out during the evening party to spy on them behind the mercenary bar. 

‘What am I saying... must be because I’m facing death...’ 

Eugene had revealed his secret to keep Priscilla conscious, while Priscilla, sensing death, confessed what was on her mind. 

“Hmm...?” 

As she was reflecting on her state, Priscilla looked up at Eugene again. 

“What’s with that look...?” 

She noticed Eugene’s strange expression. 

“I’ve thought of a way to save you, Priscilla.” 

Eugene Schneider had come up with a plan. 

“Let’s have sex, Priscilla!” 

That was his secret art to save her.