We appear at a forest far away from the scene of the massacre. Elianora is surprised as she looks around her surrounding astounded.

“We teleported? Just who the hell are you?” she asks bewildered.

“No one,” I respond. “Anyways, can you tell me where the Elven Forest is? I’ll drop you off.”

“Oh, give me a moment.”

Her eyes shine green as she speaks with the spirits. After a while, she regards me.

“Yeah, it seems we are close from here. They told me it should take no more than three days.”

Should I just fly her over there? I look at Elianora and realise she still hasn’t recovered yet. There are bags under her eyes, a sign of exhaustion. I let out a heavy sigh as I open my resting pocket dimension. She is bewildered by my action and so I explain.

“You’ll find a bath inside and new clothes. I’ll set up camp while you take a bath.”

She looks at me, then at the portal that appeared in front of her. Hesitating, she first tests the portal with her hand. Feeling nothing amiss, she enters fully.

I begin setting up camp. Since I’m in the presence of a princess, I can’t just set up a mediocre camp. Using nature magic, wood sprouts from the ground creating a wooden cabin decorated with flowers. I made it a simple cabin with two rooms, a kitchen and a lounge area. I didn’t include a bathroom since my resting area already has it.

I finish everything in under twenty minutes, most of the twenty minutes spent on decorations to make the cabin even more cozy. As I finish the cabin, I can’t help myself to think about the person I ‘saw’ through my mana sense. He was a strong person. Stronger than the two Slayers combined that I fought in Waham. Of course, he wasn’t a problem for me.

The reason I left was simple, it seems killing these powerful people associated with a kingdom in this world gains one a reputation. Who knows how much my bounty would have risen if I had killed him. I can’t risk that right now especially since I haven’t left this kingdom yet.

***

Elianora has been enjoying the bath for more than forty minutes. Has she ever enjoyed a bath like this? As the heir to the Elven Forest, she has spent most of her time learning how to be a proper ruler. She rarely got time to relax and when she did, taking a long bath was the last thing on her mind.

She can’t help thinking about the boy she met today. He was peculiar. Firstly, he was strong, absurdly strong. She doubted if even the Vylkas Protector can win against him. No, even the Queen herself might lose if she isn’t within the confines of the World Tree.

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Or can she? Elianora still can’t make up her mind. Not only that, but he also seemed to be a master of spatial magic. Elianora doubted if she knew anyone who was that adept at using spatial magic without even a chant. It was ridiculous. Elianora chuckles to herself as she blushes. That’s because she just remembered how flustered she was after Allen revealed his true self.

“How can a human be that handsome?” she whispers under her breath.

The elves are a beautiful race, so it makes sense for Elianora to have met a lot of handsome elves in her life. However, maybe because of the abundance of handsomeness, she never truly appreciated it. It was just there. Like water or air. Elianora gets out of the bath.

She opens a wardrobe which is filled with all kinds of women clothing of different shapes and sizes. She blushes as she wonders why a man would have so many women clothes. She holds her mouth, blushing more.

Is he perhaps… a pervert? Of course, it makes sense. No one can be that perfect. Maybe he has a fetish of cross-dressing or maybe he measures girls’ bodies when they sleep.

As she thought this, she couldn’t help herself from imagining Allen cross-dressing and him having a tape measure, measuring a sleeping girl’s figure. She shakes her head, shaking away those thoughts as she chooses an outfit.

The outfit she chooses is a long white dress adorned with different coloured flowers all over, making it look very vibrant. She looks herself in the mirror and smiles at the sight of the dress on her.

***

She’s taking her damn time. To think an hour has already passed. What the hell is she doing in there. I look at the portal a few meters away from me. Not only did I finish the cabin, I also finished cooking for her to replenish her energy.

I used my magical ingredients to make the meal. Sigh, why am I even going this far for her? I couldn’t help but ponder more about this. Then, I realised why. She had an unbreakable will. She didn’t beg me to save her, nor did she cower when we fought. Not only that, she was prepared to die at my hands.

A small smile blooms on my face.

Now what is this? Did the little kid get a crush?

The moment I heard that voice, I frowned. What are you on about now, you annoying evil spirit?

I’m not saying nothing okay. Just that it’s rare for you to smile like that. The only person I’ve seen you smile like that for is Amy.

Ah, I see where you’re getting at. Like I’ve said many times before, I’m not interested in a romantic relationship. They are just a waste of time.

I hear footsteps behind, and I turn to welcome Elianora back. Brushed by the gentle dusk wind, my eyes open wide. With the sun over the horizon, a brilliant light brightens up her beauty. Coupled with the dress, I couldn’t believe the sight before me. Dazed, I murmur.

“Beautiful.”

Elianora’s ears perk up as she blushes, covering her face with both her hands. Did she hear me? Well, I guess those ears aren’t long for nothing. I did mean what I said though. She really is gorgeous. It’s like a god took their time sculpting her face and figure. Truly a beauty.

“The food is ready,” I say nonchalantly as I enter the cabin.

“What?!” she fumes because of my sudden indifference and rushes after me to the cabin, which she stops and admires the outside. Then, as if realising something, she mutters.

“This ‘magical breath’, where have I felt it before?”

Ignoring her, I dish up for her and we spent the night chatting about our lives. Of course, at some point she had to ruin our conversation with an annoying question.

“What’s your deal anyways?” she asks.

“Hmm?”

“Why do you have women clothes? Are you some sort of a pervert who measures ladies’ figures while they sleep?

I am baffled by the confusing question to the point were by an answer didn’t come up even with my thought acceleration.