A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 510 Infamous White Devil (R18)

Archer slipped a finger into her wet pussy, causing Talila to let out an erotic moan when she felt that. He smiled before kissing her slender neck.

She clung to his arms as the pleasure washed over her. When Archer felt her body tremble, he knew she was nearly there, so he increased his attack.

His finger slipped in and out so fast that her love juices flew all over the place. Talila loved every second of it and soon climaxed all of his hand.

Archer pulled his hand back to see it covered in sweet-smelling juices, which he licked, then turned to the elf.

He noticed her eyes were closed, but her ears were red, which caused him to smile as he leaned up and started kissing her neck again.

As he moved lower, Archer's lips met her large boobs, planting tender kisses on her toned and curvy body.

His mouth found her dark brown nipples, teasing them gently, and in response, a soft moan escaped the lips of the submissive elf.

Archer continued his trail of kisses down her body until he reached her pussy and started licking like he was a thirsty man lost in the desert.

Talila lost her mind and started screaming as she gripped the sheets. After ten minutes of this, she climaxed again. Her love juices poured into his mouth, and Archer swallowed it.

When that was done, he moved her onto her side, facing away from him. Archer loved the scene in front of him.

Talila was on her side as her long ponytail flowed down the bed. He loved the curve of her body as he grabbed her waist and lined up his member against her before he thrust inside.

She couldn't help but let out a scream of pure pleasure as Archer made his move. Her body quivered as he explored every inch of her, sending waves of ecstasy through her entire being.

The intensity of their lovemaking overwhelmed the elf, leaving her breathless and yearning for more.

As he was thrusting in and out of her as she was on her side, Archer grabbed one of her boobs and started playing with her nipple.

The two-way attack caused Talila to climax, which pleased him, but he continued until the bed they were on was drenched.

Archer kept going, with his lust fueling him until he felt ready. With a firm hold on her curvy waist, he pushed deep inside her.

His actions made Talila scream out in pleasure as it washed over her body and caused her to tremble.

When he felt that, he released all his essence deep in her womb. Once this was done, he turned Talila's face to his and kissed her.

The elf could barely respond as she was basking in the intense pleasure she received, but Archer didn't give her time to relax as he climbed on top of her.

She grabbed a hold of him and hugged him tight as he slipped inside her wet cave. Archer went crazy on the warrior elf.

He made love to her so hard that Talila found herself lost in the waves of pleasure and couldn't even speak.

Archer grabbed her hips as he shot his essence inside her. He continued until the mixed elf was unconscious with a smile on her face.

By the time the two finished making love, the sun was high in the sky, but a relentless rainstorm battered against the treehouse.

Lex cast Cleanse on the both of them so they'd be clean and gently kissed the slumbering Talila, causing her to make a happy noise as she curled up under the sheets.

Once Archer did that, he got out of bed and stretched. He put on some new clothes before leaving the room.

When he exited Talila's room, he heard talking from the kitchen but couldn't figure out who, so he started walking there.

On his way, Archer saw a few Brownies cleaning while looking happy as he strolled through the treehouse.

Small and lively brownies were scurrying around with an air of excitement. They seemed immersed in their tasks, cleaning and organizing the surroundings.

Archer couldn't help but admire the gleeful expressions on their tiny faces as they went about their duties.

"Morning, Brownies!" Archer greeted them cheerfully, and in response, the little creatures glanced up, their eyes lighting up.

"Good day, Master Archer!" They chimed in unison, their high-pitched voices resonating.

Some waved, while others continued their work with an extra spring. He soon arrived at the kitchen.

Archer saw Ella, Teuila, Llyniel, and Halime sitting around the table chatting while eating. Ella was the first to see him and smiled.

She stood up and spoke in a happy tone. ''Morning Archer. Breakfast is ready.''

He approached the table, exchanging a kiss with each girl before settling into his seat.

Seated comfortably, Teuila couldn't resist making a playful comment. "Poor Talila. She got a visit from a lust-filled dragon last night; hopefully, it lifts her sour mood."

Laughter erupted from the other girls. After the laughter settled, Ella stood up and prepared a plate of food for him.

With a smile, she placed it in front of Archer. When he looked at the meal, he saw three pastry-like items.

Curious, he picked one up, took a bite, and instantly loved it. Archer indulged in the pastry-like treats, relishing the delectable flavors that burst with each bite.

The girls around the table seemed to enjoy the meal, their expressions reflecting satisfaction.

As the plates gradually emptied, conversation and laughter filled the air. Satisfied but not overly stuffed, the girls decided it was time for a refreshing bath.

Ella led the way, guiding them to the bath chambers after kissing Archer. He watched them disappear around a corridor with their animated chatter echoing faintly.

A smile played on his lips, appreciating the lively energy they brought to his life. Feeling a sense of curiosity.

Seizing the opportunity to explore more of Starfall City before classes began. He pulled out a cloak, wrapped it around himself, and cast Gate.

Archer stepped through the portal and appeared in Starfall City. As he started to walk through the bustling marketplace, his nose smelt something delicious.

Following his nose, he navigated through the vibrant stalls with exotic foods he'd never smelt.

He could hear all the lively chatter of vendors and customers. Turning a corner, Archer discovered a quaint food stall, its display of dishes drawing him in.

A skilled chef behind the counter skillfully prepared magical delicacies. Approaching the stall, he smiled at the owner before asking a question. "What's the specialty here?"

The stall owner was an older elf man who looked up with a warm smile as he told him about the menu.

From shimmering soups to spellbound pastries, each item on the list seemed to call to Archer's stomach, making him laugh.

Eager to try delicious-looking food, he spoke. ''Can I have two of everything, please?''

The stall owner looked at him with a strange look that caused Archer to laugh, but he just looked at the older elf.

''Okay, young man. That will be two gold coins.'' The owner finally spoke.

As Archer sat at the bustling stall, he watched the lively early morning market—the delicious smell of various foods filled the air.

Lost in the ebb and flow of the crowd, he started people-watching in his little world as he waited.

As the stall owner skillfully prepared his dishes, he was drawn to Archer, who seemed busy observing the people passing by.

A sense of curiosity washed over the owner, questioning what might captivate a noble in a humble city stall.

Acknowledging that nobles typically didn't show interest in common people or city stalls, the stall owner's curiosity heightened.

Memories of stories echoing in the local tavern for months flooded his mind. A young boy that all the elf's friends had been talking about appeared in his thoughts.

'Hair as white as snow, glowing violet eyes, four dragon horns, and shimmering white scales.'

As the stall owner continued to observe Archer, a realization dawned upon him. He couldn't shake the stories he had heard in the tavern.

The tales of the infamous White Prince, a figure associated with death and destruction, a harbinger of chaos.

However, as he watched the boy sitting at his stall, who appeared innocent, engrossed in the sights and sounds of the bustling street.

Doubt crept into the elf's mind, making him wonder if this seemingly harmless boy could be the one who had allegedly killed thousands and razed kingdoms.

As Archer patiently waited for his order, the stall owner couldn't help but voice his curiosity, leaning in with a gleam of recognition in his eyes.

"Young Master, pardon my boldness, but you wouldn't happen to be the White Prince, the infamous white devil, would you?"

When Archer heard this, he turned to the older elf with narrowed eyes that made the owner gulp.

[If there are any mistakes, point them out, and I'll edit it. Thanks]

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