19 The Meat (Slightly M)

It is the last hour of the daytime. The light orange ray of the setting sun penetrated through the cracks of the wooden window of a certain earthhouse. Illuminating a small part of the house. This house is small with nothing but a bed and a few wooden chairs. The inside was dim but a single silhouette could be seen sitting on a bed made of dried grass.

"Agh, agh, ahhh," a low masculine grunt could be heard from this man. Xagrien, a young and handsome moon elf moved his hand faster, trying to find the ecstasy that he is looking for. Low gasps born from the ticklish sensation in his angry manhood resonated in the entirety of the room.

His mind was focused on the pleasure that he is giving to himself, totally blocking off the searing pain in his back.

Pleasuring himself is the only way to keep his sanity amidst the weakness and pain that he is feeling. Because if he loses himself, the damage would be irreparable.

He must be cursed. That is what he always thought ever since he learned how to think.

All his life was full of unfortunate events. He was born a rogue. Without any clan to associate himself with. His birth mother, a bearer from a thunder clan was exiled for a reason that is unknown to him. Death came before he can even try to ask him.

He never got his chance to see his father not even knowing his name.

His mother has never even clarified what his father was.

Xagrien felt like he is a monster in a form of a moon elf.

He has a weird constitution where his body was physically tough and strong. However, once he became wounded, no medicinal herb in this part of the continent, magical or not, can help him cure it.

If this is just the case then it could be left for self-healing, but the other effect is much more violent and blood-curling.

Once he is weakened and swallowed by the pain, he will most likely turn into a wild frenzy. Like completely losing his sanity and rampaging around.

"Ughhhhhh," Xagrien let out a long growl as his manhood successively spit out white sticky bullets. His body formed an arch from the pleasure coursing throughout his entire body. He had reached the climax.

The young and handsome moon elf tiredly cleaned the mess that he made.

He is indeed cursed.

Knock. Knock.

The knocking on the door snapped out his after-pleasure daze.

"Xagrien, brother, are you at home?" It's Ilian, his closest friend. Even though they are polar opposites with him as taciturn and Ilian as a chatterbox, their friendship runs deep to the point of brotherhood.

Though it is mostly the hard work of Ilian. Xagrien considers him his best friend now.

The injured young man covered his naked body with an animal skin blanket and faced the other wall.

Xagrien didn't bother to open the door since he knows that if he didn't let him in then this chubby friend of his will leave. Besides, he can barely keep his reason. Xagrien doesn't want to deal with someone with a great ability to talk non-stop.

"Is he asleep? It's still early! How am I supposed to tell him that we will go hunting tomorrow? This guy seriously!" Xagrien could hear the rant from the outside.

It didn't take long before the presence on the other side of the door is gone.

Xagrien took a deep breath.

His secret was unknown to everyone. Even to this best friend of his.

Xagrien looked at the orange sunlight that illuminates the earth wall. Holding in the pain.

Tonight he needed to temporarily go away from here. He will once again face his ugliest form.

After the night fell, a lone shadow was seen in the north-eastern most part of the outer circle where the group of moon elf rogues are living. This figure is moving towards the middle circle of the Shane Greenwoods.

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The boundary between the middle and outer circle. The hunting ground of Adriha Clan in Shane Greenwoods.

A festive atmosphere is lingering around this part of the woodland.

Luis' group is currently huddling around a bonfire where skewered pieces of meat are hung.

They are practically having a barbeque party with the leading figure of their reincarnated moon elf lord.

"This sizzling fat! This tender meat! These savoury meat juices! Five star! Five-star Michelin!" Luis excitedly said as he looked at the grilled meat that is dripping with oil.

'Miselin?' the moon elves tilted their heads in confusion. Their lord seems to love inventing words.

Thinking of it this way, the moon elves formed into an illusion that their lord is a genius!

However, what they think is no longer of concern to the moon elf lord.

Luis who hasn't eaten a barbeque for a very long time is ecstatic. This meat is from a weird boar-like beast with a flaming head that Rion hunted. He marinated it with salt- a product of the water clan living in the Cape of Wonders, a little amount of juice from the citrus fruit that is used on his drinks, blood garlic- a counterpart of earth's garlic its bulbous roots are red-brown in colour and the extract is a terrifying colour of blood.

The variation of the plants here is oddly the same as that on Earth so he instructed the moon elves to present him with any weird-looking plants for him to identify.

Who knows maybe he can see something familiar to him or unearth something that is useful.

The moon elves enthusiastically agreed knowing that their lord's power is related to plants.

"Who would have thought that this world is hiding such a delicacy? Nicol, we need to work on the preservation of this burning pig! We cannot afford to have them extinct!" The meat is so tender and flavourful. It didn't go dry even though it is grilled directly by fire.

If this isn't a culinary treasure, Luis doesn't know what is!

"We will reserve the entire species of the flame-horned boar for your consumption, my lord." Nicol magnanimously declared.

"No way, you are teasing me," Luis answered after gulping a big chunk of meat. He isn't that much of a glutton to deprive others of the rare joys of life. Besides, foodies like him thrive when he is with fellow foodies. "Good things like this should be shared with the entire race."

"I think the spices that you put my lord are actually the reason why this meat became more flavorful." Olyn pointed out as he chews his meat.

Luis thought that he's got a point. The flavour was enriched by the marinade but that alone is not enough, the meat was cooked in a well-controlled flame.

"Those are just spices. If the grilling is messed up then the taste will be horrendous no matter how good the spices that you put in. So Ira, great job!" Luis blew a chef's kiss to the servant. Though the moon elves are clueless about this action. They reflexively blushed.

The moon elf lord is indeed a playful one.

Contrary to Olyn, Ira is a bearer with tall stature and more mature air around him. He is a fire power moon elf with a strength that is close to three star. So his control over fire is impeccable.

"I only did my job, my lord. But I am glad I did well." Ira answered in a regal way with a slight blush on his face.

"It was thanks to the lord's kindness that we get to eat this amazing food. All praises to the moon elf lord!" Rion loudly declared.

"All praises to the moon elf lord!"

"All praises to the moon elf lord!"

"All praises to the moon elf lord!"

The sentinel merrily chanted. Their voice echoed in the wide woodland.

Luis' mind is occupied by their single word.

Kindness? He never considers himself as kind.

Most of his decisions are actually for his own sake. Back on earth or here. Luis became a base leader even though he is reluctant mainly because he can clearly see how convenient it is to be in authority.

He grew mutant plants for food mainly for himself to eat.

He will help the people of his base all because it was his responsibility.

This doesn't change much now. Luis planned to enrich the lives of these moon elves out of his concerns for his security and responsibility. To be honest, he won't even go through these lengths if it weren't for the instigation of that litch (lady bitch) of a system administrator.

Luis tilted his head, thoughtful. 'In what part of these is kindness?'

Even their search for the rogues is clearly because of his calculation. Luis thought that since they have the strength to live in the wild then they must be powerful.

He wants to attract these individuals with considerable strength to be one of his people before the apocalypse falls in this land.

Is he kind for doing that?

Luis cannot put his head around it so he just left it at that.

"By the way, Legland. If someone will stay awake as vigil, please make sure to have them stay away from my tent."Luis instructed after shoving a slice of meat down his throat. "I don't think I can fall asleep if there is a presence lingering outside my tent."

"If you will it, my lord." Legland is slightly skeptical about agreeing. Thinking that the lord doesn't like to be served closely, he agreed.

"My lord, I-," Olyn wanted to say that he will stay with his lord but Luis gave him a meaningful look.

"I-I will also sleep in my own tent." Olyn can only say, aggrieved.

After the delicious barbeque party, Luis immediately dismissed everyone to go rest in their respective tents. They did lots of things for today and travelled a great distance from the Hyon Clan to here.

Luis is certain that they must be tired.

He also didn't linger longer and entered his own tent. It was huge and spacious. His mattress is made of animal fur that is both fluffy and comfortable. It didn't take that long for him to slumber.

Later that midnight, Luis suddenly woke up due to the after-effects of feasting meat at dinner.

"Oh, damn" the moon elf lord cursed upon feeling the discomfort around his abdominals.

He needed to excrete.

Luis flew using the nature's energy around him towards the middle circle of Shane Greenwoods.

The moon elf lord didn't bother to ask the sentinel who stayed vigil for an escort since his concern is a very personal matter.

He discreetly went and found a spot to do the deed.

"Ah, I don't think I can sleep after this," Luis blurted out after cleaning himself.

His body and mind are refreshed from sleep. Plus the nature's calling a while ago, his mind is alive, alert and awake.

Luis looked at the woodland where he is right now. Compared to the outer circle, the middle circle of the Shane Greenwoods are full of tall trees. They are clustered with narrow spaces in between.

Few shrubs and grasses are living here and the surroundings are comparably darker than the outer circle.

"I can feel my chrysanthemum tightening from excitement. Why don't I take a short walk for a while just to make myself sleepy?" His monologue then he flew deeper into the forest.

A/N: chrysanthemum is referred to as anus in some Chinese BL novel that I read. Luis meant it as a joke when he said it in the last paragraph.