Harem System In A fantasy World

Chapter 270: Would you believe if I said no?

Without another thought, he leaned forward and dashed off, his body cutting through the air as he moved from branch to branch once again, making a direct line toward the source of the sound, the faint rush of water growing clearer with each passing moment.

It took him a few minutes to get within the vicinity of the river, which was telling considering the speed he had been moving at, and as he got closer, the sound only grew louder, clearer, more defined.

Once he was near enough, he jumped down from the tree, landing lightly on the forest floor, and decided to walk the rest of the way.

The splashing was even louder now. Loud enough for him to realize that this wasn’t just a river making the splashing sound.

There was a waterfall, and not a small one either.

As he moved forward, weaving through the trees, he began to catch glimpses of it through the foliage, though most of his view was still blocked by branches and leaves.

When he finally stepped out onto the riverbank, a smile spread across his face.

“Well… would you look at that.”

“Isn’t this a nice view?”

The waterfall stood at around fifteen meters high, the water cascading down into a wide, calm pond below.

The flow of the river was gentle enough that it gathered there briefly into a pool before continuing downstream. The pond itself is much larger than the waterfall and the general width of the river, easily stretching over twenty-five meters at its widest point.

The surface of the water reflected the full moon beautifully, its pale glow shimmering across the pond.

But that wasn’t even the most breathtaking part.

There were brilliant small lights shimmering from just above the surface, all the way high up into the air, hundreds of them.

The flickering motes that hovered just above the surface of the water were like drifting mana, glowing in soft hues of blue, green, gold, and violet. Their combined light created an ambient glow that made the entire place feel almost… unreal.

“Wow,” Elion muttered.

It was the kind of place that made you hesitate. This place felt too pure and too divine to sully with mere mortal presence; it made you feel like even bathing here might profane its magic.

A ripple disturbed the pond’s center, followed by a massive splash and the chime of light, feminine giggles.

Elion’s eyes widened slightly in surprise.

He hadn’t sensed anyone there.

And yet, two figures broke the surface, water cascading off their bare skin as they emerged, making ripples spread outward.

It took them both only a heartbeat to spot him lurking on the bank, while Elion couldn’t tear his gaze away, frozen in a mix of surprise and blatant admiration.

Not because he didn’t want to, but because the moment had caught him completely off guard.

His heightened perception pierced the night like a blade, mapping every detail with crystal clarity despite the distance.

The full moon illuminated them all starkly, erasing shadows and leaving nothing to the imagination.

Zenovia and Maya stood completely naked in the shallow pond, their clothes abandoned on the distant shore—who would dive into such pristine waters fully dressed?

Droplets clung to their flawless upper bodies that had been lifted out of the water, tracing paths down curves that screamed temptation.

Zenovia’s form was a vision of raw power and sensuality: full, heavy breasts floated buoyantly, and they heaved with each breath, nipples hardening in the cool air, dark areolas matching her bronzed skin beautifully.

Maya’s body was softer, and her breasts, well, unlike what he had thought initially, she had a decent pair, though he would not call them large or even average. They were definitely on the smaller side, paler than Zenovia’s and more perky, adorned with lovely, pale pink nipples

“Ehhh…”

Zenovia’s mouth opened slightly, her expression shifting into pure shock.

The full moon cast its light over all three of them, illuminating their faces clearly, leaving no room for ambiguity in what each of them was seeing.

Zenovia and Maya were completely unprepared for an audience. And Elion… had seen more than he probably should have.

His perception didn’t help either.

If anything, it made things worse.

It was strange, really.

That same perception had failed to detect their presence entirely while they were underneath the water…

And yet now, it mapped everything out with perfect clarity. And it even went further and pierced the obscurity under the water.

Two undeniably striking nude silhouettes within the shimmering water, showing him what he couldn’t see down below.

Zenovia’s waist tapered to wide hips, and between her thighs, a neatly trimmed patch of purple curls that guarded her most treasured place right below, and right behind, he could not see her ass, but he could see the tail floating behind.

Any sane man might have stammered excuses, claiming an innocent stroll led him here, and maybe look away and say they hadn’t seen anything.

But Elion? He grinned, drinking in the sight. “Well, a beautiful waterfall, and two beautiful flowers blooming within. Now I can die in peace.” He drew in a dramatic breath as if savoring the erotic tableau.

For a split second, there was a deadly silence.

Then Zenovia and Maya’s faces flushed crimson, embarrassment painting their cheeks like ripe fruit. Steam seemed to rise from their heated faces, while their bodies instinctively curled in to shield themselves. They both instantly crossed their arms over their breasts.

Though one struggled more than the other. They looked like they might actually start screaming.

But that only lasted a moment. Zenovia’s expression twisted, and burned with fury.

“You bastard pervert!”

She shot up from the pool of water in a violent surge, her hand momentarily peeling off from covering her decency as she built up all her momentum.

Splash!

Her heavy breasts bounced wildly from her grip as she rose, the motion sending them jiggling hypnotically before she slapped her left hand over her nipples once again, barely containing the soft flesh spilling between her fingers, while the other hand gathered dark mana in her palm, coiling like shadowy serpents, dark tendrils whipping through the air with a hiss.

The magical energy pulsed with her rage, distorting the glowing lights above the pond into flickering shadows that danced menacingly.

“Eeeek!” Maya let out a startled cry, immediately ducking back beneath the surface of the water. Her naked form vanished in a flurry of bubbles and splashes, leaving only ripples in her wake.

Whether she was hiding away from Zenovia’s enraged splash, or from Elion’s gaze, perhaps only she knew.

Zenovia, however, didn’t stop.

She seemed to have forgotten that she was completely nude in her fury.

The curve of her ass flexed as she launched herself at Elion like a wolf. Well, more like a furious cat with claws extended as water sluiced off her voluptuous frame, her heavy tits straining against the inadequate cover of her left hand.

In that suspended moment, as she flew toward him, Elion stood frozen, his eyes finally lifting to take in the full, uncensored view of her lovely pussy.

It was right there, exposed for his gaze, and it was perfect. The plump outer lips framed the wet, pink inner folds that glistened with a mix of pond water and maybe her own budding wetness. The trimmed patch of purple curls above her clit naturally drew his gaze.

And he couldn’t help but think, ’wow, maybe I should let myself get blasted away and get a few scratches on the face after all’.

Those pussy lips looked so inviting, like they wanted him to lick them. And those breasts—he imagined burying his face in them, feeling their weight smother him.

Before the thought could fully form, she was upon him.

Bam!

The impact of the collision hit like a thunderclap. Interestingly enough, the spell seemed to have dispersed; maybe she had realised that even that was too much, or maybe her concentration had broken mid-cast; her curvaceous body collided heavily with his frame.

Her extended nails raked across his chest in a frenzy, since she didn’t have a spell to hit him with, she decided to use whatever she had, shredding his shirt to ribbons, the fabric tearing away to expose his toned muscles beneath. Thin lines of blood welled up from the shallow scratches.

They tumbled backward together, crashing onto the damp ground by the riverbank, the cool grass and mud cushioning the fall but doing nothing to soften the force of her dominance.

Zenovia’s golden eyes blazed with unbridled fury as she straddled Elion’s hips.

Her thick thighs clamping down on either side of his hips, the heat of her bare pussy pressing directly against the rough fabric of his black pants.

It was like she was now completely unaware of her own state in her fury.

’Why is she even still covering her chest up?’ It felt like a waste to him. He ignored the sharp pain from the scratches as he kept his eyes locked onto hers.

She still clutched at her breasts with one hand, but it was a futile effort—her grip too frantic, too slippery from the water. One dark nipple poked out defiantly.

The weight of her ass settled on his thighs, plush and firm, her tail whipping behind her like a lash.

“You followed us here, you pervert!” Zenovia screamed right in his face as her fangs bared in a feral snarl, and her hot, primal breath fanned over his skin as she breathed heavily.

Water from her body dripped steadily onto him, plinking onto his exposed chest, seeping into the remnants of his shirt, and soaking through his pants until the material clung obscenely to his hardening shaft.

Each drop traced paths down her curves, one drop sliding from her collarbone, over the curve of her exposed tit, and dripping onto his sternum, while another trailed lower, past her navel, to mingle with the slickness between her legs that now smeared against his abdomen.

’What a woman!’

He had a feeling that he had already had this exact thought about her many times already, but this time, he truly meant it.

He wanted to grab her hips, flip her over, and bury his cock deep inside that perfect cunt, feel her claws dig into his back as she rode him. But for now, he lay there, dazed and aroused, the glowing mana lights above casting ethereal colors over her glistening skin.

’Shit,’ he realised that he had gotten distracted and hadn’t answered her question. Even if it was only a second, that was all she needed to gouge his eyes out for daring to look at her naked body.

He gave her the most innocent smile he could muster as he spoke, “Would you believe me if I said no?”