My Brother Pulled Me Into Another World

* WARNING: This and some following chapters have some smut.

As soon as Eliseyah was old enough to be married, her family planned to auction her off to the highest bidder. It is a customary practice for nobles to offer their daughter something like an item or livestock. Many men would like to claim a woman especially their vɨrġɨnɨtƴ as this fuel their dėsɨrė to conquer and stack up an ego. For a small country of Pardis, the useless notion that a man is the first person who had sėx with a woman was something of an unspoken rule amongst male social circles. Whoever can provide her the greatest prestige and richest has the means to marry the greatest beauty of the Kingdom of Pardis. She did take a wind of this, but she can't call off this kind of behavior. She wanted to know more about elves, especially the youth and their beauty. How can a mere human like her get her hands on such things? She can only think of one man. The one who introduced her to marvelous creatures such as the elves. She secretly contacted the count and asked for the information that she needed. She is so tempted to get an elven man through the count. She was against marrying old men or any men that were not to her standards despite the riches and titles they hold. However, it dawned on her that if she gets married to a slave, she will also be a slave.

The Count granted her request but with a price. He ŀusted over Eliseyah's beauty. This was what Eliseyah wanted a position to bargain for. The count himself despite being old, fat, and greedy, he had power. Power over his slaves and riches to buy more elves. She got scared but the thought of being a slave terrified her more. Besides, the count has something that dėsɨrėd anything else, elves. She thought that this exchange was not bad, he gets her as a bride, and she gets to be a countess and more which she was looking forward to accessing the count's elvish slaves. It was simply an exchange of power.

Although something worried Eliseyah, would her beauty alone sway the count? This thought did not sit well. She needed a backup plan. It would be better if the resources of the count falls to her hands but for her to make this happen, she needs some power. That was when as if her prayers were answered, in a chance encounter lady who called herself Dite provided her something unimaginable, it was an apple seed which was full of unknown power. It wasn't like the magic that the kingdom of Pardis knew or the magic from the surrounding kingdoms.

Eliseyah did not mind whether married old men lined up weeks before her auction. While they were busy lining up for her hand and showering her family with empty promises or riches, Eliseyah busied herself with the gift she received from the mysterious woman and her plans. According to the Dite, it is a seed of magic that requires lifeforce. Being able to wield magic without any mana is already an amazing feat. Lifeforce to sustain such power is nothing. She soon learned that lifeforce is easy to obtain. It was either she drank blood which she got disgusted or a sėmėn of a virile man. This was through the help of another lady acquainted with the mystery woman, Dite. With the knowledge she had used one of her suitor's knights. Since she was to choose to obtain life force, she opted to be with a man with a handsome body rather than old withering men who busied themselves with squabbles with their territories. Using an innate effect of the apple, she allured the man to offer to his own sėmėn for her to consume. For the first time, she felt the thrill and excitement experiencing a man's weakness and playing them with her advantage. This was power, playing men's dėsɨrės to her advantage.

Using this newfound power, she was able to easily persuade the count to do her request and avoid the useless auction set forth by her family. This way her family won't be able to influence her. It was easy to lure the count using the <golden apple seed> however she dared not consume the count's lifeforce. It contained less value. The authority and power the count holds were merely a political one which was not worth it. She just needed the count for the elves. The knights that employed under the count was a different story. Their youth and experience were brimming with life force especially the sword masters and the mages around the count. People with magic power and immense strength are good sources of fuel for her <golden apple seedling>. She then started seducing squires to offer their lifeforce. Their life force was not much but she felt the power of the artifact slowly filling her. She was fond of the idea. Under the nose of the count, she seduced young men and some of them are even beautiful, most are innocent. She felt the thrill of men slowly falling for her, but they cannot even get what they want. And the best part was they are willing to do anything. She then slowly moved to knights and mages within the count's household. The knights are very tasty as they were brimming with pure strength and slowly the seedling became a small apple. From then on, she dėsɨrėd to grow her power by nurturing the apple seedling and soon enough it started to grow as an apple instead while fulfilling her dėsɨrės of owning elven men. She used this opportunity to dispose of the count after she learned everything about elven slavery. The count was even happy to kill himself.

However, getting the count killed she realized that there was another woman who was fierce in protecting the old greedy geezer. It was the elven slave that she encountered at first. Nonetheless, the resistance of the elven girl was futile. With knights under her power who are willing to kill without hesitation, she executed the girl swiftly. As the elven woman bled to death, her <golden apple seedling> reacted greatly with the blood. She discovered that the blood of magical creatures like elves have much more powerful fuel than human men. It was at this point that she partakes blood for the first time as life force fuel for the <golden apple seedling>. The artifact sprouted a small leaf. However, she hated it, despite the power that blood presented, she was disgusted like the aftertaste of a bitter medicine. While it was good, the strong after taste was something that she greatly despised. For her, playing with men was much more thrilling and once men fell under the effects of the <golden apple seedling> it was much more entertaining how they make a fool of themselves. This was an entertainment that even high society in Pardis had a hard time recreating. Watching powerful men succumb to dėsɨrės always gives her satisfaction.

Eliseyah swirled the liquid before she swallowed then she looked at the level of the cup. It had one or two gulps of elvish seed remaining. She beamed haughtily at the young elvish man. "I would need more of your seed. Can't you give me more my dear elf." She blew her breath on the nape of the handsome man lying on his bed.

Caelvath was trying to cling on to his sanity but as the queen said words to her, he felt that his consciousness was breaking apart. There is some power that he felt whispering to follow the woman's voice. The young elven man who was trying to fight the effects of her <Golden Apple> was slowly losing his grip to his sanity, he could feel the heat after the redhead queen blew her breath. His body was reacting as he felt the heat go down to his groin. He could feel a part of his body was stiff reacting to the breath of the redhead woman.

"My, my… I like what I see." Eliseyah looked down to the body part that was reacting. After blowing her breath, it carried a skill that has aphrodisiac properties which any man would not dare to resist. If she were to compare the elves according to their manhood, it was not as big as the king's or thick as Galvalen's but it did have a certain charm. It was the most beautiful of the three men she had today. She slowly uncovered her shoulder and pressed her ċhėst against the struggling elvish men. "Strong men like you should be rewarded." She whispered to the beet red Caelvath.

Eliseyah drank the rest of whatever was left within the goblet. Then she laid beside the young man with her leg on top of his thɨġh. She held the liquid on her mouth and let it slowly drip at the back of her throat as if savoring her spoils. Caelvath can only watch how disgusting the woman is.. She is indeed a seductress.