Oops, he thought when he was hit by the truck.
It was a dark and stormy night.
It was his own fault.
He had been in a rush to get home, so he ran out into the
intersection without checking for traffic.
(Welp, I’m dead now.)
The last thing he pictured in his mind was not his parents,
his friends, or his girlfriend. (Not that he had, or had ever had, a
girlfriend.)
It was the new porn game he had under his jacket to keep it
dry.
It was the long-awaited new title from his favorite developers.
It was titled “After Reincarnating, I Turned the Elf Palace
into a Harem!”
As the title suggested, it was about reincarnating as an elf
and winning over one heroine after another until you had a harem.
(Why did I have to die before I could play this?)
That was his very last thought before crashing down to the
ground and dying before he could even feel the pain.
Perhaps his prayers had reached someone after all.
Or maybe his soul’s desire for elves had just been that
powerful.
Instead of being destroyed, his soul left his body, left
this world entirely, and was reincarnated in another world existing in a far
distant dimension.
There, the elf kingdom of Finegard was located on the north
end of one continent.
He was born into a second life as the only son of the poor
nobles who owned land in a remote part of the kingdom.
The elf named Kyle still had memories of his past life.
But he was a cautious person, so he never let anyone else
know and focused on building up knowledge of this world.
An elf’s body was made partially of matter and partially of
magic.
That was why elves had lifespans reaching into the thousands
of years.
An elf spent their long years of life mastering their magic specialty.
Etc., etc.
But unfortunately for Kyle, he did not know what his magic specialty
was.
That happened on occasion.
With an unprecedented form of magic, no one would know where
their talents lay.
His parents had had several mages examine him, but to no
avail.
His parents were worried for him.
It pained him as well.
Most elves would know their specialty by the age of 5, but
that came and went for him. Nothing would change until one fateful summer day
when he was 10.
At 10, when Kyle looked no different from a human of the
same age, he got lost in the woods.
He and his mother had been accompanying his father on a
hunt, but while pursuing a wild fox, he got separated and realized he did not
know where he was.
He had no idea where to go and worried he would be trapped
here and die.
Then he heard a splash.
Drawn by the noise, he walked over and found a spring.
A girl was bathing within it, her naked body exposed to the
forest around her.
She was so beautiful he thought she had to be a spirit of
the forest. But then he realized she was an elf like him.
Her ears had a shapely point to them, her golden hair
shimmered like silk, and her skin was white as milk. Her blue eyes were turned
gracefully toward the spring’s surface.
She looked younger than him, but even that young body was
beautiful enough to inspire his desire and stimulate his body.
He gulped.
He was not sure if he should leave before he was caught or
keep watching and burn the image into his mind, but then something unexpected
happened.
The elf girl sat down on the edge of the spring, spread her
legs a little, and stuck her hand between them.
“…!”
He just about cried out in surprise, but clapped his hands
over his mouth just in time.
He knew exactly what she was doing.
There were girls who gained an interest in such things at
her age, so she was likely an early bloomer there.
“Hh…ah, kh…”
The elf girl moaned quietly while rubbing her finger up and
down her vulva.
Kyle could see everything from his position.
She was pretty far away, but it hardly mattered with his
excellent elf vision. He watched it all play out from behind some bushes.
True to her age, she just had a single vertical line down
there.
Her rubbing finger gradually picked up speed and her legs
spread wider and wider.
Finally, she used the middle and ring finger of one hand to
spread her outer labia, exposing the pink inner labia. She squirmed ticklishly
when the open air touched that sensitive flesh.
“I shouldn’t…be doing this. I need to…stop…ahhh.”
Despite her words, her hands did not stop.
She kept rubbing one finger over the clitoris still
contained within its hood.
Did she not yet know about inserting a finger into the hole,
or was she too afraid to try it?
While Kyle stared intently at it, he realized he had stuck a
hand down his pants and started rubbing his penis, which had grown to an
age-appropriate size.
A memory from his past life returned to his mind.
He remembered the many times he had masturbated while
fantasizing about shooting his seed inside the 2D waifus displayed on his
monitor.
He had been interested in dating a real girl if possible and
he had been open to the idea of visiting a sex worker once he was an adult.
He just wished he had had sex at least once.
Yet he had died without even being given a chance to play
the porn game he had been looking forward to.
Those thoughts ran through his mind while his hand sped up.
His eyes were glued to the elf girl as she appeared to
approach climax.
“Ah, hh…it feels so good…I can’t stop…more…ah, hyah!”
Her hips jumped up, pushing out her pussy in a pose too lewd
for the serene spring.
Kyle tried to finish while fantasizing about sticking his
still-small dick into that undeveloped hole and ejaculating inside.
And in that moment…
“Ah, gh…gwah!?”
Agonizing pain coursed through his body.
The knowledge he had gained in this world told him what must
have happened.
An elf had a magic circuit running through their body.
It reached every part of their body just like the blood
vessels, but its shape differed from person to person. The type of magic
flowing through the circuit also differed.
An elf’s magic specialty was determined by the shape of
their magic circuit and the type of magic it contained.
This pain came from his magic circuit growing abnormally
active.
“But…why!?”
He groaned in pain while his body convulsed.
His circuit had never activated no matter how the mages
stimulated it.
So why would it suddenly activate when he was watching a
girl masturbate and masturbating with her?
“A-are you okay!?”
Just before he passed out, he saw the girl rushing over
after throwing on a thin garment.
She was worried for and hoping to help the boy who had been
peeping on her (although she was unaware of that part).
(What a nice girl.)
“Claris!” shouted the girl.
“What is it, princess?”
“There’s a boy! I think he’s sick! He suddenly collapsed!”
Kyle finally lost consciousness while listening to that
conversation.
Kyle was sent back to his parents by the girl and her
attendants.
But he was bedridden with a high fever for three days and
three nights afterwards, so he never managed to thank her.
Once the fever finally broke and his condition stabilized,
he could sense instinctually what his magic specialty was.
His specialty was recovery magic.
However, his healing magic required a very special method to
perform.
He lived a life of upheaval.
The details will be omitted here, but some nearby nobles
plotted to get his family’s territory confiscated.
His father was jailed for a crime he did not commit and his
mother left in order to clear her husband’s name.
His father ultimately managed to defend his honor and their
territory survived the crisis, but the stress of it all caused him to die soon
thereafter.
His mother died soon after that, as if following her beloved
husband to the grave.
Kyle was left with a small number of servants, a small
mansion, and some land in a narrow gap between the mountains.
Other poor nobles were always after that land, so he was
constantly running around fighting their plots.
At the same time, he worked to improve his recovery magic.
Since it was an unprecedented type of magic, that was no
easy task.
He could find no reference to it in any of the texts and
there were no established techniques for it. He was almost entirely self-taught
and had to develop his own system for this special sort of recovery magic.
900 years passed like that.
In human terms, it was about the same as 10 years.
Kyle had grown into an adult noble and one day he left on a
journey to the royal capital.
The Finegard Kingdom was celebrating the king’s 5000th
birthday and all of the kingdom’s nobles had been sent invitations.
5000 years was a long time even for the long-lived elves, so
the entire kingdom was ready to celebrate.
That was why even a poor backwater noble like Kyle was
invited.
He was secretly excited on the inside.
Partially because he could visit the royal palace and see
the king, but mostly because he was eager to see the princess.
She was the girl he had seen masturbating when he was just a
kid, who had saved him, and who had helped awaken his magic.
His father had told him that she was in fact Emilia
Finegard, Princess of the Finegard Kingdom.
He had been so busy defending his territory and training his
magic he had never had a chance to visit the capital.
But after so many long years, it was finally time.
He was not ambitious enough to think he could get to know
her.
He was a poor backwater noble an she was the princess.
But she had still saved him.
Surely even he was allowed to express his thanks for that.
It was with that pure, and maybe just a bit selfish, desire
in his heart that he set out for the royal capital.
Little did he know that he would soon face a crisis that
would change his, Princess Emilia’s, and the Finegard Kingdom’s futures
forever.
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