I felt dizzy hearing Cecily’s way of thinking, which was completely different from mine, and grabbed my head. Even if I thought about it carefully, what I heard didn’t change. I couldn’t tell if it was because she was a demon, or if it was unique to Cecily, or if it was a cultural thing in this world. The thought that it would be her turn after Marie made my mind go blank.

    “Um... Noona?”

    “Yes? What’s the matter?”

    “Am I stupid or something? What do you mean by saying that It’s your turn after Marie?”

    I asked her a question just in case there was something I was misunderstanding.

    Cecily shook her head, as if wondering what was wrong, and showed a naive expression, revealing her own doubts.

    “I mean exactly what I said. Marie is the woman who became Benefactor’s lover first, so I should at least be able to compromise on this, right?”

    “No. No. That’s not what I meant... Ugh, what should I even say about this...”

    I was so taken aback that my head wasn’t working properly. I looked at Cecily, while tousling my hair roughly. She seems to take it for granted that we’ll mix our bodies together.

    Of course, I’m not entirely opposed to the idea of accepting her, but it’s a bit sudden. It’s like skipping the middle process and going straight to the ending.

    As I tried to rotate my non-functioning head as much as possible, Cecily, who had been watching me quietly, spoke up in a worried tone.

    “Um... do you not like mixing your body with me, Benefactor?”

    It seems like she interpreted my reaction differently. I looked at her as it was something that would make others jump in surprise. Cecily is currently looking at me with a pitiful expression.

    I’ll skip explaining her face because it’s only going to make her embarrassed, and her figure... let’s move on from that too. You could say that she has all the heavenly beauty. I’m sorry to Marie, but Cecily’s feminine charm is far superior.

    But what’s important now is not her appearance or figure. It’s just that I couldn’t understand Cecily, who was trying to skip all the steps and sleep together.

    Even the thought of it only lasted a moment, and first of all, I shook my head vigorously in a low voice to alleviate her anxiety.

    “No. No way. That wouldn’t happen. It’s just too sudden. Don’t even Noona think that mixing our bodies together out of nowhere is a bit... Isn’t it better to have a lovey-dovey relationship like Marie’s?”

    “If you accept me, Benefactor, then it doesn’t matter to me. I might even be happier about it.”

    “Really?”

    “Yes. If I think about all the things we’ve shown each other with Marie... sigh...”

    As Cecily recalled Marie and my love life, she let out a soft sigh. Her expression was ecstatic, and it sent chills down my spine as if she had flipped a switch.

    Fortunately, her horns did not turn red, but her cheeks did. I didn’t want to ask what she was imagining.

    “Anyway, I understand what you’re thinking, Noona. You won’t regret it, will you?”

    “Do you remember the first letter I sent to the Benefactor?”

    “The letter...”

    I heard her question and tried to recall it. Back when we were at the Academy, Cecily had sent me a fan letter as an apology, and it was filled with her sincere desire to repay me for my kindness.

    “Oh, that letter had my sincere intentions to repay you with my body and heart.”

    “...Ah.”

    Come to think of it, the letter did contain those words. It was filled with her willingness to offer me her body and heart. Cecily was now making an effort to fulfill that promise. It might seem like blind devotion, but considering the impact Xenon’s Biography had on the demons, it wasn’t entirely strange.

    After all, I had liberated them from persecution that had lasted for hundreds of years. It would be odd if they didn’t become my followers. Although Cecily was a Helium’s Princess with an immense status, she was still a follower.

    “As a demon, I will repay the kindness that the Benefactor showed to all of our kind. It’s embarrassing to say it myself, but as a woman, I have exceptional charm compared to others. And not just my body, but my heart also loves the Benefactor. So...”

    “Yes, I understand. That’s enough now.”

    Feeling like my mind was gradually becoming fuzzy, I quickly withdrew my hand and stopped her. If I left it alone, I didn’t know what kind of words might pop out.

    Anyway, I was able to confirm her sincerity. Cecily was in a state of being nothing less than a follower who only looked at me. A follower who willingly would sacrifice themselves when ordered to do so.

    I couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy as if she had become a slave. I looked at Cecily with an embarrassed expression and opened my mouth.

    “I don’t think there’s a need to go that far. I prefer a horizontal relationship rather than a vertical one. There’s no need for you to sacrifice everything for me...”

    “Well, in any case, the Benefactor will return to nature after 100 years, so shouldn’t I do at least this much?”

    “... ...”

    I had nothing to say to that. I was frozen with my mouth open in response to Cecily’s rebuttal, which made me feel different from the way I thought. Even before, I felt like her way of thinking was drastically different.

    Whether I spoke or not, Cecily smiled brightly and waited patiently until I finished thinking. I barely managed to hold onto my departing soul.

    “...If you insist on saying that, there’s nothing left to say. Do as you wish.”

    “Thank you.”

    “But there’s a condition.”

    “I’m ready to accept any condition.”

    “... ...”

    As soon as she placed her hand on her chest and answered, a dark emotion that had been buried in my heart suddenly surged up. It was the same feeling I had when I started speaking informally with Rina earlier.

    I even imagined what might have happened if I had caused a major accident with Cecily just moments ago, so strong was the emotion.

    ‘...It’s because of the pheromones from earlier, isn’t it?’

    Normally, I wouldn’t even have such thoughts. However, the pheromones that Cecily emitted earlier had stimulated my senses and aroused my desires, specifically my sexual desires.

    One of the desires that had been difficult for me to satisfy since I was reborn was sexual desire, and triggering it like a switch made the situation take a strange turn. I pressed my nose bridge tightly to maintain composure.

    Luckily, I had better endurance than most people due to regular physical training, so I was able to control myself.

    “...All I want is simple. Instead of only me speaking informally to Noona, please do so too. Whether there are other people around or just the two of us, it doesn’t matter. That should be acceptable, right?”

    As I was trying to calm down my burning face, Cecily asked me with a slightly serious expression, not a smiling face.

    “Do you happen to know about Dark Elves?”.

    “Dark Elves?”

    “Yeah. They’re a tribe that was expelled from their own people due to a civil war. They mainly worship the god of darkness, Mora, just like us demons.”

    “I know a little bit about them.”

    I had seen some books in Professor Elena’s lab about Dark Elves. Dark Elves are not well-known to the public because they hardly reveal themselves and move secretly. Also, I only knew that they have dark-colored skin and are generally excellent at concealing themselves. Moreover, there were many interesting historical aspects that attracted my curiosity.

    “Then, you also know that Dark Elves are excellent at hiding, right?”

    “Yeah. But why are you asking about Dark Elves?”

    “The thief who stole your manuscript was a Dark Elf.”

    “What?”

    What kind of nonsense is this? I could only widen my eyes in shock at the shocking truth that Cecily had just revealed to me. Even if Dark Elves stole my manuscript, I couldn’t understand why they did it. Even if my manuscript was immensely valuable, I had doubts about how they would use it.

    At least, as far as I know, dark elves have little interest in human society and have been focused on interacting with their own kind.

    “We found out about it through our own investigation after the theft incident. Maybe the news has already been delivered to the Minerva Empire leadership by now.”

    “Why would a dark elf steal my manuscript?”

    “I don’t know for sure. But it’s likely they did it for their own greed.”

    “Hmm...”

    I felt a little bewildered. At the same time, I remembered the statement that Alvenheim had shown in the newspaper.

    They claimed they wouldn’t stoop to such low acts. Of course, since the dark elf who was expelled from Alvenheim was not considered one of their own kind, there is a high possibility that they did not treat them as such.

    “And we were able to identify the culprit through an opportunity. They’ll be visiting Helium in a week. I hope you can come with me then.”

    “Okay. I’m curious about what the culprit looks like.”

    “Would you forgive them if they were a young child?”

    Cecily asked with some concern. Judging by her question, it seems that the culprit is likely a young person.

    But without any hesitation, I replied as if her worry was unnecessary.

    “No. Why should I? If they used their own power to steal my manuscript, that’s even worse.”

    “You’re surprisingly firm.”

    “Young children tend to become more wicked when they become aware of their own power.”

    I witnessed countless incidents where children were claiming to have supernatural powers or special abilities in their past lives. Especially, younger children tend to take advantage of their young age to deceive others.

    “Well, if they apologize and beg for forgiveness, after I give them a bump on their head, I might change my mind. It won’t change the fact that I will scold them, though.”

    “What if they tried to steal your manuscript again?”

    “Hmm... in that case...”

    I pondered while looking up and scratched my head before speaking quietly.

    “Maybe their parents would have asked if they were different?”

    “Ha ha!”

    Cecily burst into laughter at my sarcastic remark. Even I felt relieved by her infectious laughter.

    “Hahaha. What a witty response. How did you come up with that?”

    “I just thought of it.”

    “Hoo hoo hoo... Ah, really. Isaac is so adorable.”

    “Ahem.”

    Now it’s my turn to feel embarrassed. I coughed and avoided her gaze as Cecily looked at me with a gentle smile.

    “Anyway, we’ll go to Helium in a week, right?”

    “I’ll send a carriage to your mansion at that time. You just have to prepare.”

    “Got it.”

    “Oh, by the way, you’re not going to write anything bad about them in Xenon’s Biography because of this, are you?”

    I listened to Cecily’s question and thought deeply. Just like how saving the demons had a positive impact, writing negative stories about dark elves would undoubtedly have a great negative influence on them as well.

    However, I have to distinguish between what is public and private, or else the story might become convoluted. It’s true that the elves are arrogant, but the elves I will use in Xenon’s Biography are a race that realizes their arrogance and truly unites.

    The same goes for the dark elves. They were banished by their own kind, but they unite with them to defeat the devils, which seems like an ordinary story, but...

    “I won’t write anything bad, but there might be a little problem. Not just for the dark elves, but for all elves.”

    “What’s that?”

    I said, grinning.

    “Sorry, I can’t say it because it’s a spoiler.”

    In the novel’s Alvenheim, the arrogance of the elves crumbles against the devils.

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