A journey to another world starting from a sword

"Can......"

Well, under these circumstances, he really had no reason to refuse, after all, the offer was just too tempting.

“Okay, then turn around.” Kizmel picked up a small pot from the table next to her, poured the thick liquid onto her right hand, and then gently stroked her skin all over her body. Immediately, a large amount of pure white foam emerged, which she then applied to Dante’s back.

Rub rub rub.

Chapter 92: Sweetness Represents Love

"How are you... does it hurt?" Kizmel asked in a motherly tone, as if she were instructing a child.

"Hmm, no... it's very comfortable."

Inside the bathroom tent, there was a large brush for drying the body. Although the brush was large, the bristles were neither too hard nor too soft, just the right consistency. It was just a mystery which monster had given them the bristles.

"What a huge back... I never imagined that humans were so much stronger than elves."

Kizmel used a brush to clean his back and said this in a low voice.

"Well, compared to you, it's definitely bigger." Dante felt the hot breath on his neck from behind, which tickled him and made him a little embarrassed, since Kizmel probably came in simply to comfort him.

If you were to ask her directly if she could marry you, she would definitely say that it would require Her Majesty the Queen's permission. However, this is indeed in line with Kizmel's serious personality; she is undoubtedly a qualified knight.

“Yeah, that’s true. Even her breasts are much bigger than mine,” Kizmel casually agreed.

"Cough cough cough..." Dante felt that something was off about what he said. "Kizmel, in human language this should be called wide, not big. If we're really talking about size, you're the bigger one, aren't you?"

“Is that so?” Kizmel asked, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he hadn’t noticed.

“Yes,” Dante affirmed.

"Speaking of which, today's battle must have been tough." Kizmel changed the subject, but his tone was unusually gentle. "A direct confrontation with the forest elves, and also with your fellow humans, who must have been summoned from a foreign land as well. I was a little worried that you might feel some psychological pressure about fighting against your own people."

This is a setting created by the game designers. Players are summoned here by the greatest remaining spell of humanity, and are foreign warriors fighting to connect the "Tower of Heaven" into one.

"I'm not one of their kind, and in fact, I had a much easier time killing one of them," Dante said lightly.

"I see, then I'm relieved," Kizmel said with a smile. "I was just thinking of offering you some words of comfort."

"Ah, to be honest, I do feel a bit heavy-hearted right now."

“Really? Is there anything I can do for you?” Kizmel asked very frankly.

"Hmm... one hug should be enough."

"What? Is that all?" Kizmel asked in surprise.

"..." Dante sometimes genuinely doesn't understand the values ​​of the elves in SAO.

Hugging him tightly while naked means that her full, beautiful breasts will be pressed firmly against his back.

“That’s all I need right now,” Dante replied.

Then he felt a soft, loose, and swaying sensation on his back.

So soft!

With just one movement, Kizmel's heart began to race, his heart rate rose endlessly, and his whole body became burning hot.

"Hmm, when I actually hugged you, your body was indeed very... big."

No, it's your breasts that are big!

Kizmel's words were relatively calm, though Dante noticed a slight tremor in her voice.

The slippery hand slid from the shoulder to the wrist and finally rested on the abdomen.

During this process, her breasts pressed tightly against her back, and she could even feel two slightly hard nipples very clearly.

"Be good~ be good~"

Faced with Kizmel's motherly concern, Dante couldn't help but laugh and said, "I'm not a child anymore."

“No, you are indeed a child in my eyes, because I am an elf, a much older sister to you,” Kizmel joked back.

She is indeed an "older" sister, but Dante disagrees with the point that she is much older.

“Elves have long lifespans, while humans have short lifespans. We shouldn’t just compare numbers.” With his body bound, Dante shook his head, the only part of his body that he could turn. “I am already an adult among humans, while you, Kizmel, are still a girl among elves. We are actually around the same age.”

"I see..." Kizmel nodded, seemingly understanding. "What about Asuna?"

"She...she's still a minor," Dante said with a laugh.

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When Dante returned to the tent, he saw that Argo and Asuna had already lain down together, but they were not asleep.

The next moment, Kismer, dressed in thin clothes, also entered the tent. Asuna noticed this and her gaze immediately turned cold.

"Taking a shower must feel nice~" Argo joked, completely unaware of what was going on. "I've left you some space here."

As she spoke, she patted the bed next to her, exuding a relaxed atmosphere that was completely different from the serious atmosphere that should be present in the military camp.

"Thank you." Old Dante walked over obediently and sat down.

As she sat down, Asuna's gaze softened slightly, and she handed over the teacup that was placed by the fireplace. "Get some rest tonight too."

"Hahaha..." Argo laughed heartily, "I'm really exhausted today."

“I can tell.” Dante, taking Asuna’s teacup, looked at Argo’s tired eyes and suggested, “You look really sleepy, Argo. Why don’t you take a nap?”

Although it's still a bit early, only 9 pm, if I go to sleep now, I'm afraid I'll wake up before dawn.

"No, I don't want to sleep." Suddenly her tone became a little serious, and Argo put her arms between her head and the pillow, propping herself up.

"Why?" Dante asked earnestly.

"Hehe, now that you're asleep, I can't tease you anymore, right?" Argo suddenly laughed, his mouth curving into a cute smile.

"......" Argo, he really is still the same Argo.

“Sorry, your reaction was quite amusing, it just made me want to tease you a little,” Argo said with a mischievous grin.

“Argo…” Asuna called out helplessly.

"Oh dear, Xiaoya's throwing a tantrum." Argo chuckled, but showed no sign of remorse.

“Dante, Asuna, your companions are quite amusing,” Kizmel, wrapped in a blanket, chuckled as he sat by the fireplace.

“Hahaha. Argo has always been like that.” Dante chimed in, then said to Asuna and Argo, “You two should get some sleep; you’ve certainly had a long day.”

“Oh—you wouldn’t do something weird to us while we’re asleep, would you?” Argo continued to smile.

"What strange thing is it?" Dante asked, sipping his hot tea without turning his head.

"For example, if someone is attracted to my sleeping face, it's hard to guarantee they won't have some strange thoughts," Argo said confidently, puffing out her chest. Despite her petite frame, her chest was quite well-proportioned.

However, Dante was completely unfazed by the fact that she was called his older sister, after all, he had just been hugged by his real "big" sister.

So Dante casually retorted, "Then you absolutely mustn't fall asleep."

"Hehehe..." Argo laughed as he stretched out his right hand and waved it up and down.

What does “......” mean?

Dante looked at Argo's waving hand and tentatively took it.

“I’ll believe you if you keep doing this while I’m asleep.” Argo placed his hand in Dante’s and then gripped it tightly.

The expression on his face seemed to say, "See, if we're holding hands, we can't do anything weird."

"Argo!" Asuna called out again, looking at Dante and Argo with an angry expression, though her angry expression was also quite beautiful.

"Hahaha—" Argo laughed heartily, "Just kidding, but you absolutely can't get into this camp without someone leading you."

Because it's a temporary map, and there's no one to guide you, even if you enter the camp, it's your own camp.

"Now I can finally sleep peacefully." Argo lay down and let out a deep sigh of relief.

“Yes…” Dante nodded in agreement.

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Because he was sleeping so soundly, Dante was awakened by a milky scent that filled the tent.

Sitting up, Dante saw Kizmel, who was wearing only a thin silk robe over his light brown skin, sitting on a cushion deep inside and looking at him.

The front of her robe was quite loose, revealing a deep cleavage, and the legs exposed under the hem of her short robe were also quite eye-catching.

It's strange how being half-covered or half-revealed is more alluring than being naked or in underwear.

At the same time, the fragrance also woke up the two people sleeping next to them.

“I just finished preparing breakfast.” Kizmel greeted the three of them with a beautiful smile.

"The current time..." Dante did not choose to check the system time in the game menu, but instead got up and walked towards the curtain, lifting it slightly.

A gust of cool air entered the tent through the opening, and he was the first to be affected.

It's so cold—

The ground outside was still blue, or rather, the entire campsite was a mysterious deep blue, a color that only appears when night falls, also known as the blue hour. However, the night should have already passed by now.

The hot air around him dissipated rapidly, forcing Dante to quickly lower the curtain. The sudden influx of cold air cleared his head considerably.

When he turned back to walk towards Kizmel, Kizmel pointed with his right hand to the floor covered with fluffy fur.

"It will be ready soon, please have a seat."

She then turned to the stove in the center of the tent, picked up the lid, and stirred the contents.

Asuna also seemed to be somewhat attracted by the aroma emanating from the pot on the stove, and sat down next to Dante in front of Kizmel.

"Oatmeal porridge?" she asked curiously, peeking out.

Because the breakfast in the Kitzmer pot is made by cooking a grain that is somewhere between rice and wheat in milk, it looks like real oatmeal. Later, Kitzmer seasons it with salt and adds nuts and dried fruit.

“Oatmeal porridge…so that’s what humans call it. We elves call it milk porridge,” Kizmer answered Asuna’s question.

"I wonder what it tastes like," Asuna said with a tone full of emotion.

“It must be delicious.” Argo sat down next to Asuna, arms crossed.

Then Kizmel began serving breakfast, and perhaps thinking there were too many people, she made a generous portion of breakfast.

Asuna scooped a small spoonful of oatmeal porridge from a wooden plate and put it in her mouth, gently chewing the nostalgic taste of the food.

"Hmm, the texture is slightly different, but the flavor is exactly the same." Asuna nodded, then fell into thought, wondering if it was possible to replicate it.

As Dante ate, he talked about the day's arrangements, as Argo had decided to accompany the Elves on their campaign mission.

So from now until the morning, they can complete the seventh chapter, "Collecting Butterflies," as quickly as possible.

The task is to find and defeat the giant butterfly released by the forest elves to scout the dark elf camp.

Because Argo has the "flying sword" skill, which is what flying monsters fear most, and with the personal experience of the original closed beta testers, it should be very easy to complete.

If you don't have the "flying sword" skill, it will probably take some effort.

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After completing Chapter Seven, they head towards the labyrinth area to join Diabel's small raiding party and defeat the level boss.

The subsequent Chapter 8, "The Spirit Tree of the West," involves transporting important items; Chapter 9, "Tracking," involves chasing thieves who have fled into the depths of the forest; and the final mission, Chapter 10, "Reclaiming the Key," will be left for the afternoon, evening, or even tomorrow during the day.

Since there wasn't much time left in the morning, Dante, Asuna, Argo, Mitt, Silica, Lingyin, and Lisbeth met up and had lunch together in Zumford.

After Dante was called away by Diabel, Asuna suddenly had some free time. Instead of rushing to hunt monsters or complete town quests, she chose to rest.

She took everyone to the dessert shop on the second floor that she had visited before for afternoon tea. Of course, the main reason was that she wanted to thank Argo, so she wanted to show her sincerity in treating them.

"So, why was Dante called away by Diabel?" Argo asked Asuna, who was sitting opposite him, while chewing on his fork.

"It seems Diabel has something to discuss with him." Asuna used her fork to cut a piece of her trembling strawberry cake, about fifty cubic centimeters in size, and then put it in her mouth.

Bathed in the warm glow of the indoor lights, she couldn't help but break into a radiant smile.

"This cake is so delicious!!!" Lisbeth exclaimed from the seat next to her.

"So there's this kind of delicious food in SAO too~" Lingyin pursed her lips happily, savoring the sweet taste in her mouth.

"That's great." Asuna smiled happily when she saw that her guildmates were also satisfied and enjoying the dessert.

“These must add up to several thousand Cor.” Argo muttered, his brown eyes fixed on Asuna’s face. “Asuna, you’re being too generous. I feel a little unworthy of it.”