Future Knight

Chapter 82

“Klklkl… Everyone, well done. Thanks to this woman, our tribe will spend this winter without any worries and with full bellies. Move her to the tribe quickly. Krrr.”

All the orcs howled with joy at the prospect of a well-fed winter. Then, one orc, with a sly look in his eyes, made a request to the captain.

“Krrk, Captain, before that…”

“Krrk, what is it?”

“Kyarrrk… Can I try the elf once?”

“Krrk! Me too!”

“I want to try as well. Kyarrrk!”

It was strange. It wasn’t even the orc breeding season, yet they all seemed to be in heat, very excited.

Of course, the orc captain was the same.

“Kkkk! Got it.”

With the captain’s permission, all the orcs present had lecherous looks in their eyes.

Their aesthetic standards were never the same as those of humans or elves.

But, being always despised as the ugliest creatures on the continent, they had a kind of curiosity to embrace an elf, who was praised as beautiful by all other species.

Thus, they could not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

That was, the chance to embrace an elf.

The orcs who had moved the unconscious Matana to the tribe threw her into their smelly tent and began to savor her body in order of rank.

Matana, who was a virgin, writhed in agony at the rough actions of the orcs, but the orcs merely laughed cruelly as if they enjoyed her pain.

Orcs were never a merciful species.

Thus, Matana’s time of pain continued until sunset, and the line of orcs waiting for their turn showed no sign of diminishing.

While the orcs were raping Matana with abandon, a human made of transparent water looked down at her painful figure from above the tent.

“Did I use too much stimulant? Well, not my concern.”

As he muttered, he extended his hand and chanted a spell.

“Life, take your place. Lifewater.”

From his watery hand, a transparent droplet fell onto Matana’s forehead.

The droplet, which precisely wet her forehead, seeped into her body with a faint light.

After that, the water-formed being vanished instantly, and only Matana’s groans filled the space where he had been.

As dusk settled and Matana had not returned, Arteon and Nemitz, worried, gathered the villagers to search for her.

By reading the faint memories of the land, Arteon was able to discern that Matana had been kidnapped by orcs.

“How could this happen!”

Arteon spoke with a trembling voice, shocked that his beloved daughter had been kidnapped by orcs.

“Nemitz, there’s no time! Seeing that the orcs haven’t eaten Matana, it seems they intend to sell her at a high price to humans. We must hurry and rescue her.”

“Yes, Mother!”

Desperate, Arteon led Nemitz and other elves to track the orcs’ village quickly.

Orcs usually lived in tribes of hundreds, so it seemed reckless for just five of them to try and rescue Matana.

But these were the best magicians and warriors among the elves, so they had no fear in their eyes.

After stealthily eliminating the orcs on guard, they infiltrated the village and witnessed a horrifying scene.

By the bonfire in the darkness, dozens of orcs surrounded the crying, agonized Matana, committing unspeakable acts.

“Uaaaaaaah! You bastards! I’ll kill you all!”

Losing his sanity, Nemitz, emitting Aura Blades, rushed forward like lightning and severed the neck of the orc violating Matana in an instant.

Then he cut down the surrounding orcs like a storm.

“Keeeek! It’s an elf! A Sword Master!”

At Nemitz’s appearance, the orcs around screamed and began to flee.

But Nemitz would not allow their escape.

“I won’t let a single one of you live!”

Nemitz, transformed into a demon, started slaughtering the orcs frantically.

Arteon hurried to check Matana’s condition.

Matana’s eyes had already lost focus, and her naked body was covered in a sticky, white substance.

Realizing what it was, Arteon wept even more bitterly.

“Uhuuhuu, these beastly creatures… What have they done to my daughter!”

Holding the bruised Matana in her arms, Arteon’s wailing caused Elradion’s eyes to flare up as well.

Seeing the gruesome state of Matana, whom he cherished like a younger sister, he too lost his sanity.

“You damned trash! Not a single one of you will be spared!”

Elradion’s sword, though he had not yet become a Sword Master, emitted an Aura Sword, and he began cutting down numerous orcs like rotten straw.
That day, the hundreds of orcs in the tribe perished at the hands of those who had lost their sanity.

Matana, bearing unerasable wounds, was finally able to return to the embrace of her people.

However, it was too late, far too late.

Two months later, Matana began to suffer from nausea.

Upon examination, Arteon discovered that she was pregnant.

Thud!

Arteon’s legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground.

He muttered like a crazed elf.

“It can’t be… It can’t be an orc’s child…”

Since the beginning of time, there had never been a case where an elf gave birth to an orc’s child. Arteon believed that the child could not be an orc’s.

Even if it were an orc’s child, they could not abort it. Elves, who cherished life, never performed abortions.

Arteon anxiously awaited the child’s birth.

Nine months later.

Matana’s belly was fully rounded, and the long-awaited labor pains began.

The labor began in the early evening, and Arteon and Nemitz held hands, anxiously watching Matana give birth.

Four hours after the labor began, accompanied by Matana’s desperate groans, the powerful cry of the baby filled the room.

Finally, the baby was born into the world.

However, the sight of the newborn shocked the villagers.

The child had the pointed ears of a typical elf but green skin like an orc.

That day marked the birth of the first Green Elf, Green.

From the moment Green was born, they were abandoned by their kin.

The Council of Elders expelled Matana and the newborn Green from the village.

Matana, unable to fully recover from childbirth, was forced out of the village carrying her newborn Green.

Elves had an unwritten law passed down from ancient times.

According to this law, a woman who bore a child with another species had to be executed. It did not matter whether it was voluntary or involuntary.

The law essentially meant that it was better to commit suicide than lose one’s purity to another species.

Despite this unwritten law, Matana was spared execution due to the pleas of Arteon, the chief elder.

A mother’s tearful plea saved her daughter’s life.

However, banishment from the elven forest was akin to a death sentence.

Matana was branded as an exile on her forehead.

This ancient elven spell could not be removed by any magic, and from the moment it was marked, Matana was abandoned by her kin.

If Matana returned to the forest, she would be killed, and no elf she met outside would answer her questions or help her. They believed that interacting with an exiled elf would tarnish their nobility.

An exiled elf had no place anywhere in the elven forest.

Despite being exiled, those with beautiful appearances typically cut off their ears and lived among humans or were captured and lived a painful life as slaves.

Now, all that awaited the mother and child was a world of ferocious monsters and greedy humans outside the forest.

Matana and Green were abandoned outside the forest’s boundary.

“A final warning to the exiled. If you return to the forest, you and the child will die. There will be no further warnings. Farewell.”

Matana, holding her young Green, sat down and cried endlessly as her once-kind kin turned their backs coldly.

“Waaa! Don’t abandon me! Don’t abandon me! Waaah!”

No matter how much she cried, no one came to comfort her.

Realizing she was alone, she stopped crying and began to move to a safer place.

Her motherly instincts drove her to protect her child.

However, due to continuous bleeding, she became anemic and could no longer move.

Leaning against a tree, her face was as pale as a sheet, and her lips were blue as she panted for breath.

“Huff, huff… My baby…”

With her vision blurred, Matana held Green tightly and wept. Whether or not the newborn understood her mother’s heart, Green quietly slept with an angelic face.

“Mommy will protect you…”

Matana, leaning against the tree, ate the food her mother had prepared to regain her strength.

She couldn’t die with the child.

As evening approached, the forest began to feel terrifying for the first time. This place was different from the elven forest.

It seemed as though something unseen was watching her from within the forest, causing her to tremble in fear.

‘Mom… Brother…’

She called out for her beloved family in her heart.

But those who had always been there for her did not come to help.

She had a foreboding feeling that she might not survive the night.

At that moment, a foul stench wafted through the air.

Instinctively sensing that something was targeting her and her child, Matana could barely breathe.

“Kyarrk!”

The eerie cry caused Matana to tremble even more.

The predator that appeared from the forest was a troll.

The troll, who had come smelling the blood, had enough intelligence to realize that Matana could not move.

With that, the troll leisurely approached Matana.

“Kyarr…”

With its yellow eyes gleaming in the darkness, the troll approached, drooling in anticipation.

Despair filled Matana’s eyes as she watched the approaching troll.

Just as the moment of death was nearing the mother and child.

Something shot out from the forest like lightning, instantly slicing the troll into six pieces.

“Kyaaaaack!”

Even with its neck severed, the troll’s tough vitality made it scream in vain for a long time.