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🕑 Added 2025-08-02 19:15:59 +0000 UTCEP.204 [The Crazy Little Sister Elizabeth Hears About Her Second Sister’s Perverted Sexual Preferences.]
‘Priscilla’s true form-what that means is significant. It means she’s of elf royalty. I doubted it since she had no artifact, but it turns out to be true?’
Elizabeth, the audacious little sister, had already deduced the sexual situation between Eugene Schneider and Priscilla even before they were found in the pit. The moment she saw Priscilla back in her true form, her mind raced to analyze the situation in detail.
Elizabeth already knew that elves without artifacts consume spirit energy rapidly. Furthermore, as a genius mage, she was aware that royal elf descendants could alter their body shape to minimize spirit energy consumption, compensating for the lack of artifacts.
‘This definitely means my brother had a huge impact on Elf Priscilla. She wouldn’t be able to maintain her true form so naturally after returning otherwise.’
Elizabeth’s sharp mind drew the whole picture, making the testimony about Eugene and Priscilla’s battle after their return almost meaningless.
In her view, Priscilla must have overexerted herself drawing on spirit energy to transform into her true form, which would normally overload her body. Yet now Priscilla was not only healthy but still maintaining her true form. Elizabeth was convinced it was her brother Eugene who had replenished Priscilla’s depleted spirit energy.
‘A mate… that’s crucial for elves… Because they can replenish spirit energy through wild sex with their mate! There’s no doubt my brother and that elf woman had sex!!!’
She didn’t want to admit it. That was the most likely explanation, but she tried to convince herself that maybe Priscilla had replenished her spirit energy through some unknown means.
But not only Priscilla, Eugene’s body had also changed-he had evolved into a Sword Seeker, a dramatic transformation. The only logical conclusion was that the elf’s spirit energy had a profound effect on her beloved brother’s body.
So how was that spirit energy manifested? Elizabeth already knew that elves replenish spirit energy through sex with their mate. So her mind was flooded with all sorts of provocative words: sex, screwing, mating, banging-all pointing to the same thing.
‘No matter the circumstances! Even if there was a reason, my brother still has me and our sister!’
Her brother had done that most intimate act, that raw act between man and woman, with someone outside the family.
“Grrrr... grrrrr...!”
Before Eugene entered the tent-after the special quest team’s meeting, when she’d called for him-Elizabeth, alone in her tent, let out a low animalistic growl and scratched at the floor.
With Jeanne, Elizabeth felt a kind of rivalry but no rejection. They shared the same DNA. What was her sister’s was hers, and vice versa. She only felt left out if she didn’t get to do what her sister did with her brother, but the fact that Jeanne and Eugene had done it never drove her crazy.
But Priscilla was different. She and Elizabeth had completely different DNA. With Jeanne, she felt she was sharing Eugene, but with Priscilla, she felt he was being taken away. Elizabeth expressed this passionate feeling with strange howls.
‘Grrrr... what am I supposed to do, brother...? This bad little sister’s heart is overflowing with resentment toward you, grrr...!! The image of you and that elf woman tangled together, panting like beasts, fills my mind!’
It wasn’t just hatred for the elf woman who “stole” her brother. The fact-no longer just a suspicion-that her brother had sex with a woman of different DNA made feelings of resentment and disappointment toward Eugene surge up like a fountain.
Honestly, this “bad little sister” Elizabeth hadn’t always had only good feelings for Eugene. She’d felt resentment, anger, and disappointment, which is why her emotions were always on a rollercoaster. She’d only managed to rationalize things enough to calm herself down before.
But now she couldn’t rationalize it anymore. Her brother had become a Sword Seeker after having wild sex with the elf princess in that pit. With her imagination running wild, Elizabeth tormented herself with vivid images of Eugene and the elf woman’s passionate sex.
‘Eugene Caesar! Eugene Caesar! Eugene Caesar!...’
She wanted to show it. Elizabeth wanted her brother to see her sulky, crazy, and jealous feelings.
But since she’d never once said a harsh word to the brother she loved, the best “revenge” she could think of was to call him “Captain Eugene Caesar” instead of “Captain Eugene” during their conversation.
“You had sex, didn’t you? With Elf Princess Priscilla. You had wild sex to fill her spirit energy, and that’s what triggered your awakening. Just like how sex with our sister made it easier to control your demonic energy!”
Eventually, Elizabeth brought up Eugene’s evolution to Sword Seeker and exposed his sex with Priscilla. Her tone and word choice were emotional, blunt, and filled with obsession.
Eugene’s expression was odd. When Elizabeth first mentioned his Sword Seeker awakening, his eyes had gone wide-partly because he didn’t fully understand his little sister’s intentions.
But now-
‘Our beloved Elizabeth realized I had sex with Priscilla and is really upset...’
He understood why his crazy little sister was calling him “Eugene Caesar” instead of “Captain Eugene,” and why her tone and expression were so aggressive despite stating facts.
‘That’s right. Our Elizabeth is a little sister with an intense possessiveness toward me. She was okay with Jeanne because she’s our sister, but she always wanted to do everything the same. That’s obsession and possessiveness, isn’t it?’
Eugene wasn’t surprised. He understood his beloved little sister’s eccentricity and possessiveness well. He’d struggled to accept their changed relationship before, but after sleeping with her, he’d adopted a more open-minded, harem-like attitude. If he, now an “open-minded” Eugene, had a twisted, possessive little sister, there was no reason not to acknowledge it.
“That’s right, Elizabeth. This brother slept with Elf Princess Priscilla. Just like you said, I filled her spirit energy through it. Priscilla considers me her mate.”
Perhaps because he’d already sorted out his feelings, Eugene admitted everything coolly-almost too casually. He openly boasted about sleeping with both his sister and other women.
“Ugh... ugh... huh...!”
Elizabeth, stunned by Eugene’s shamelessness, could only let out incoherent noises, her rapid-fire words suddenly halting. Her mind went blank.
“If you admit it so easily! Even if it’s undeniable! How could you go all the way with that elf woman! How could you do that?!”
She hadn’t expected her beloved brother to respond like this. In her life, Eugene had always comforted and cared for her. Elizabeth wasn’t the type to whine all the time-she actually tried not to worry her brother. That’s why Eugene treasured her so much and always treated her gently, like a daughter.
So she’d expected him to comfort her as usual. But instead, Eugene was cold, businesslike, and more detached than necessary, leaving Elizabeth at a loss.
‘Aaaah, my head feels like it’s going to explode! How do I deal with this resentment! This bad little sister just wanted a little excuse to forgive you, brother! I love and hate you!’
No one is perfect. No one’s faith is unshakable. Even Elizabeth, who idolized Eugene Schneider, was the same.
As a quirky, eccentric “crazy” girl, Elizabeth’s mind was always running wild, and her emotions were on a rollercoaster. But at her core, her number one value was her love for Eugene. In the end, she always wanted to return to her beloved brother.
That’s why she deliberately provoked him-hoping that, if he comforted her as usual, she could use that as an excuse to go back to him.
‘How can you be so calm and different from before! Is that why you slept with that elf woman? Because you became so cold? You used to whisper love to me as you thrust into me!’
But her usual brother was gone. After sex with the elf princess, he’d changed. As a genius mage she might have reasoned differently, but in this love drama, Elizabeth’s defenses were weak, and she took the situation at face value, growing more frantic.
“It’s for you, Elizabeth.”
Then Eugene shamelessly claimed it was all for her.
“What? How could such nonsense possibly be for me, brother?!”
Naturally, Elizabeth’s face looked like she’d heard utter nonsense.
“You love Jeanne, don’t you, Elizabeth?”
Eugene’s next words were even more outlandish.
“Of course I do! But what does my loving Jeanne have to do with you doing that with Elf Priscilla?!”
Even as her face reddened in disbelief, Elizabeth’s nature as a good little sister showed-she still answered all her brother’s questions.
“Hm...”
Eugene paused for a moment.
“Listen carefully, Elizabeth. Your second sister, Jeanne de Sel Oblaing, has a serious sexual perversion.”
And with that, he brought up Jeanne’s sexual deviancy.
