Honey Trap! ~The Honey Trap Encirclement to Ensnare the Summoned Hero~ - Chapter 142 & 143 & 144

Chapter 142: The Saintess’s Sacrament (Complete Edition)

The Wraith Sovereign and its minions sought to trap Rasil Island in endless night.

Now that they’ve been purified (or forced to ascend), the morning light rises.

The dubious pink glow that dyed the obelisks love-hotel style melts away in the sunlight.

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“…Hah!? B-Beatrice! Look, the wraiths are gone! Your holy magic purified them!”

“Fue? Oh, it’s true…! Our love purified all the wraiths. Mutras-sama, thank you for this miracle of love…!”

Beatrice prays to the goddess, hands clasped, in the dawn’s glow.

In that moment, she’s the picture of a saintess.

But Yuri, standing beside her with a bulging crotch, ruins the vibe entirely.

“Yuusha-sama… ♡ I’m a bit tired…”

“You okay?”

The Saintess-sama leans her head on Yuri’s shoulder, cooing in a syrupy voice, her face all sultry.

The couple is fully wrapped in that mood, but two bold elves pile on.

“Oh my, Luti-sensei’s feeling all hot and bothered… I might need a break too♪”

“Y-Yeah! Me too, I’m a little tired!”

Luti-sensei slinks seductively, while Sophie’s acting is painfully obvious.

Yuri’s practically drooling.

Then, Beatrice delivers words truly befitting a saintess.

“Fufufu, everyone loves Yuusha-sama, don’t they? Let’s all rest together♡”

Beatrice, the Saintess of Goddess Mutras.

After countless harem sessions in the detached palace, she’s developing a dangerous belief: group sex = totally awesome!

“Alright, let’s find a place to rest. Yeah, that’s good. That’s perfect! Okay, I’ll make sure everyone rests! Catch ya later!”

Yuri rapid-fires, then vanishes via teleport with three girls in tow.

The remaining crew lets out a collective sigh.

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Teleportation magic requires vividly imagining a place you’ve visited.

After passionately entwining with Saintess-sama, unleashing love-love holy magic, Yuri’s mind fixates on one place…

“Ahn… ♡”

The bedroom of the detached palace.

Four people land bosun on an oversized bed.

The two elves glance around, eyes wide at the new surroundings.

Meanwhile, the fully aroused Saintess and Yuri face each other on their knees atop the plush bed.

“Yuusha-sama… I can’t… hold back anymore…!”

Beatrice’s translucent beauty shines, her eyes so melted they could sprout heart marks.

She sweeps her platinum blonde hair with a sultry gesture and starts peeling off her holy robes.

“Beatrice… You’re so beautiful…!”

Yuri can only gasp at her stunning nude form.

Her I-cup holy breasts jiggle pururun, thrust toward him, pink nipples hard and begging to be pinched or licked.

Despite such bountiful assets, her stomach is smooth, curving into a tantalizing waist, leading to fertile peach hips and plump thighs.

And most striking, the platinum blonde love-bush between her legs, glistening like morning dew.

A miracle of a body, nurtured by the Goddess of Love.

This gorgeous girl discards her robes on the sheets, slinking closer.

Her fingers hook Yuri’s clothes, tracing his body’s contours, stripping away the pesky fabric.

“Yuusha-sama, let’s get you undressed too…?”

“Uh, yeah!”

His full erection snags his pants, but he finally frees the prize.

A rock-hard, precum-dripping cock, ready for action.

Her delicate fingers wrap around the hot flesh, making Yuri groan “ouf.”

“Oh my… ♡ Your precious thing is so swollen!”

“Beatrice…!”

Her hands, slick with precum, guide the rod to her core.

The moment it brushes her silver bush, a wet nuchuri sounds, and Yuri’s brain boils over.

“Oof, kuu! I can’t hold back! We’re joining, joining now, Beatrice!”

“Yes, Yuusha-sama! Let’s complete our love’s sacrament…!”

Zupozupo, nuchuri.

He pins her killer body down, thrusting raw inside.

His cock plunges into her soaked holy vagina, deep to her core, uniting Hero and Saintess.

“Ah, uha, feels so good…!”

“I’m so full of Yuusha-sama deep inside… I’m melting…!”

Saintess-sama whispers dreamily, her eyes and pussy both dripping.

Her drenched vaginal walls cling to his shaft, squeezing kyunkyun to milk him.

Yuri matches her, swinging his hips wide, pounding zupponbakkon in a breeding press.

Like driving a stake, his thick, long penis slides in and out guppoguppo.

Each thrust rubs their membranes together, dizzyingly blissful.

The pink vagina flips lewdly, plowed by his cock, thrilling the elf spectators.

“It’s incredible…! A man and woman, joined so fiercely!”

“Haa… Watching this, Luti-sensei’s going crazy…!”

Sophie clutches her braless breasts, while Luti’s fingers creep to her crotch, trying to cool their heat.

They’re doing it wrong.

Saintess-sama, oblivious to the gallery, wraps her arms around Yuri’s shoulders.

Her trembling legs hook his waist, locking into baby-making mode.

“Ahh! Love me more, Yuusha-sama! ♡ Feel so good inside me, let it all out, dopyudopyu!♪”

“Ohh, with you squeezing like that, I’m already…!”

Her writhing, cinched waist and pulsing vagina tease his swollen cock perfectly.

Yuri can’t hold back, climaxing while buried to the hilt.

“Ah, uah, it’s coming! Sorry, I can’t hold it, Beatrice!”

“Aha! ♡ It’s fine, Yuusha-sama, feel good, let it all out, so much!♪”

Dopudopudopu!

Pent-up semen from a long night floods the saintly girl’s sacred depths with fierce force.

Like a burst hose, his release gushes.

His hips jerk bikun bikun, each twitch firing hot fluid into her womb.

“Fwaaa, so hot, so intense, so good…!”

“Kuu, fuu, my lower half’s melting…!”

The two who saved Rasil Island thus complete their love’s sacrament on the bed.

Chapter 143: The Excuse Festival of Match-Pumping

While the Hero and Saintess were in the throes of their love’s sacrament,

On Rasil Island, the remaining crew was busy with cleanup.

“Alright! Looks like the obelisks are back to normal! Now we can pretend nothing happened!”

“Aye. If we play it right, we can brush it all off as nothing, quick and clean. Everyone, stick to the story!”

Rieze and Luwi are pumped to sweep everything under the rug.

The Troublemakers have no objections.

After all, every single one of them has some dirt on their hands.

Let’s just say nothing happened…!

Without the two善良なエルフ, the group’s morals are scraping the bottom, but their hearts are united.

They return to the Nemed Forest with poker faces, planning to say their goodbyes as if nothing occurred—

“Rieze! You’re safe! Oh, and everyone else…! Words can’t express our gratitude for saving Rasil Island.”

“““““…”””””

The sudden warm welcome freezes them in place.

Rieze’s parents, elf warriors, and elders come out in droves, praising them as “saviors from the wraiths” and “true heroes.”

One word flashes in their minds:

Busted.

That’s it.

But Agamemnon’s experience keeps him calm, ready to assess the situation.

“Hm… Indeed, we purified those vile wraiths. But I thought all the elves were fast asleep…”

He probes subtly, careful not to raise suspicion.

“Yes, we elves were all sunk in that dark night’s slumber… But in the unseen darkness, we heard it clearly. The dreadful Wraith Sovereign’s final death cry.

We couldn’t make out much, but we did hear the word ‘purification.’”

“I see.”

Yes! They don’t know!

The Troublemakers exchange quick glances, instantly aligning their story.

Time to spin this into a “heartwarming tale.”

“Indeed, our magic’s so strong we weren’t caught by that sleep. I was shocked to see the wraiths. Not a single clue why they showed up!”

“Exactly! No idea why they suddenly revived, not one bit! But my gut said this was bad, so we jumped in!”

“Aye. It was an unexpected event, but we couldn’t just stand by, so we fought!”

The Troublemakers brazenly claim the glory.

Luwi and Lily jump in with timely support.

“Fuh, even my wisdom couldn’t predict this… But we’ve got skills. We managed to handle the unexpected.”

“There were so many, it was tough… But Yuri used powerful magic, and we pulled through!”

Somehow, Rieze’s kindhearted parents buy the story completely.

They accept it with感动, saying,

“What…! How fortunate we are! To have you all here during the island’s crisis…!”

“Oh… This must be the will of the gods.”

They even start praying.

Mutras-sama must be annoyed.

“Rieze, I was wrong… From now on, Rasil Island needs outside influence. If you hadn’t brought them, who knows what would’ve happened…”

“Uh, yeah! Yep, I’m glad I brought some outside breeze!”

“We’ll help make ale! Rieze, spread it to the outside world!”

“Yes, that’s perfect! We need to connect with the outside world now.”

An unexpected curveball hits Rieze, who sweats and forces a smile.

Working as a tavern poster girl in the capital, dealing with roughnecks, has thickened her skin—she knows it.

But keeping a straight face in front of her own parents is tough…!

“By the way, where’s Yuri? He used such powerful magic; we must thank him.”

“Come to think of it, I don’t see Luti or Sophie either. Are they okay?”

Are they okay? Of course not.

The knowing crew exchanges glances.

Rieze looks exhausted, Luwi stares into the void, and the Troublemakers whistle innocently.

Only one person can cover here, and it’s Lily—bless her understanding heart.

“Fufufu, they purified a ton of wraiths, so… they teleported home to rest. Luti-sensei and Sophie, well… they burned out helping, yeah! Probably resting together now!”

A pretty desperate cover.

Burned out. Resting.

If you squint, it’s technically not a lie…!

“Oh, they did everything for us…”

“What amazing people. We elves need to rethink things. We must engage more with humans.”

“Y-Yeah! But jumping in too fast is risky, so start slow, right? Oh, my family runs a trading company…”

(Active engagement, huh. They’re probably doing that on a bed right now… A bit too intense for these two…)

Lily forces a wry smile, pouring all her effort into steering the conversation away.

Chapter 144: Rasil Island Arc: Epilogue

“Ahn! No more, you can’t tease Luti-sensei’s weak spot…!”

“Fwa, hyan! Panpan, panpan, it feels so good! ♡”

The bedroom of the detached palace.

Two elf girls from Rasil Island are on all fours side by side, shaking their hips and moaning.

In doggy style, rocking wildly, Yuri alternates between them, sliding his cock in and out, lost in ecstasy.

The needy, soaked pussy of the beautiful teacher, clinging greedily.

The tight, petite yet valiant vagina of the lovely elf girl, fitting snugly around his shaft.

Pulling out of one paradise, plunging zuppuri into another with a wet nuchuri.

It’s a dreamlike back-and-forth, so blissful it could drive him mad.

“Ohh, doing something this good, I’m gonna be ruined…!”

Of course, he’s long been a hopeless case.

But terrifyingly, humans can sink lower even after hitting rock bottom.

“Fufu, Yuusha-sama looks so pleased♪”

And Saintess-sama is a terrifying machine for making hopeless men.

Filled with hot, thick seed, she rubs her belly dreamily, watching the 3P with a loving gaze.

No saint could resist falling to this.

“Ah, I’m coming…!”

“Kyaun! ♡ So much hot stuff filling me up! ♡”

Yuri pours a load into Sophie’s pulsing depths as she squeezes kyunkyun.

Luti-sensei eyes it hungrily.

“Nn, next, give Luti-sensei some of your juice too…?”

Creampieing a pure elf girl while a sultry elf woman shoots him bedroom eyes—Yuri’s arousal doesn’t quit.

Even mid-orgasm, he’s already shivering with anticipation for the next slick contact.

“E-Ehehe, here we go…!”

Pulling out with a nupon, his cock—miracle of life—stays rock-hard.

The Hero of Salvation’s recovery is cheat-level.

“Fuu, ahh… You’re really something♪”

Guppoguppo, membranes rubbing in interspecies bonding.

In the end, the sloppy orgy lasts a full half-day.

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“Hey, Yuri-sama. You have guests…”

“Ah!”

This is the detached palace.

Where Yuri lives.

Naturally, Princess Lunaria lives here too.

When Lunaria enters the bedroom, it’s peak pillow talk.

In other words, four naked people are cuddling on the bed, dripping with post-coital vibes.

“Those two are elves too? Did you get close on Rasil Island?”

“Yes. It’s all my fault. I’ll dogeza…”

As Yuri moves to prostrate himself, he catches something odd.

“Those two too” means what?

Cold sweat trickles down his back as he creaks toward the door—

“I heard you’re the Hero of Salvation and thought I’d give you some credit… But you!”

Rieze, gripping a tray, ready to hurl!

A bako sounds as it hits Yuri’s head.

The poor Hero collapses—into Saintess-sama’s soft breasts.

Not so pitiful after all.

“Yuri, bōzu, dodging with a dogeza’s getting old, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I think you should cut back too.”

Peeking from behind are Luwi and Lily.

Having finished Rasil Island’s cleanup, they’ve dropped by the palace.

“Oh, I’m all for more girls! Yuri-sama’s founding a marquis house, after all. More family’s better.”

“Ha?”

“Hoa.”

Lunaria’s bold approval leaves Rieze and Yuri gaping in sync.

Yuri’s hearing this for the first time too.

A siege net’s forming at breakneck speed…!

“So… let’s work hard and make lots of heirs, okay? A big, lively family’s lovely, don’t you think? ♡”

“Y-Yeah, sure. Big family…”

Childbirth, responsibility, child support.

Far scarier than evil gods or Wraith Sovereigns, true terror assaults Yuri!

As he goes pale, Lunaria clings to his arm, casually flirting.

She’s got quite the personality.

Rieze’s eyes are dead.

What are these people?

“Ahem. Bōzu, making 20 or 30 kids’s the same, so… how about considering kids with a certain magic-blessed sage? Not saying who, mind you!”

“Luwi, you’re off-topic. We came here for something else, right?”

“Oh, right. Yuri, bōzu, we didn’t just come to hang out. I’ve been thinking about this whole thing… Something’s nagging at me.”

“Nagging?”

Yuri snaps back to sanity, staring at Luwi, who’s chuckling oddly.

Gone is her usual playful vibe; she radiates the wisdom of the Dark Continent’s sage.

“Bōzu, why’s Rasil Island called the mystic island?”

“Huh? The elves, obviously.”

Yuri’s instant reply.

The elves and everyone else shoot him “no way” looks.

Yuri wants to hide under the covers.

“Sigh… What’re you thinking, honestly?

Rasil Island’s the ‘Island of Mystic Seals.’ It tames, soothes, and seals ancient, forgotten powers… Bōzu, ring any bells? Old things, coming back.”

“Oh. Maybe…”

“The obelisks. The Wraith Sovereign. They’re ancient beings, rooted on the island since forever.

Looking back, the evil god was both a calamity and a great lid. That lid’s off, and the world’s fate’s shifting. Even I couldn’t foresee that far… Strange, isn’t it?

That girl, Aida, came to the island like she foresaw it.”

“…”

Luwi closes her eyes, weaving words like a chant.

It’s almost like a temple priestess’s oracle.

“Stargazing atop the World Tree—what a phrase. That girl was reading the stars. When the old things would return… She read it. Quite something.”

“Lunaria’s mom…”

“She’s no ordinary woman. Nine times outta ten, a prophet or some god’s apostle.”

Gokuri, Lunaria swallows hard.

Yuri doesn’t miss her slight tremble.

He gently pulls Lunaria close, radiating “leave it to me” vibes.

“Probably, weird stuff’ll pop up all over the world.”

“Whoa. Secret stage, huh?”

“S-Secret stage?”

Yuri’s gamer brain goes full throttle, making Luwi’s eyes bug out.

Lunaria, trembling moments ago, stares at him, dumbfounded.

There’s his usual delinquent grin.

“Nah, the evil god went down too easy, so I figured a secret boss’d show up somewhere.”

“Huh?”

Luwi, sage of the Dark Continent, realizes.

This Hero’s got a few screws loose…!

Calling an evil god “easy”—what kind of nerve?

“Alright! Let’s team up with Lunaria’s mom and take down that secret boss!”

“Ugh, when you say it, it sounds like it’ll actually happen… Fine, I’m in. Rasil Island owes you guys.”

“Yup, yup! I’ll help too!”

“Luti-sensei’ll pitch in too. If elf knowledge helps, I’d be thrilled.”

“I’ll offer Mutras-sama’s blessings to Yuusha-sama…!”

Thus begins a chapter of the Hero’s legend, “The Alliance with the Elves,” later sung for ages.

But that it started mid-pillow talk, on a bed, gets neatly glossed over.