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Saving The Monster Race Starts With Breeding The Elf Village

Chapter 160: Unquenchable Curiosity · Nov 04, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: Looming Extinction 2026-11-04
152 Chapter 152: Fight For Your Future 2026-11-04
153 Chapter 153: That’s Not War, That’s Genocide 2026-11-04
154 Chapter 154: Agents Of Destruction 2026-11-04
155 Chapter 155: Justice? Heh, I Just Want Blood On My Hands 2026-11-04
156 Chapter 156: I’m Willing To Trade My Virginity For This Gun! 2026-11-04
157 Chapter 157: An Assassin’s Favourite Gun 2026-11-04
158 Chapter 158: Elf Shooting Range 2026-11-04
159 Chapter 159: Gun Enthusiast Or Elf Matriarch? 2026-11-04
160 Chapter 160: Unquenchable Curiosity 2026-11-04
161 Chapter 161: Like Mother, Like Daughters 2026-11-04
162 Chapter 162: Exposing Her True Self 2026-11-04
163 Chapter 163: Cuter By The Second 2026-11-04
164 Chapter 164: Recoil = Jiggling Pudding 2026-11-04
165 Chapter 165: Keep Petting Me! 2026-11-04
166 Chapter 166: Unfamiliar Feeling 2026-11-04
167 Chapter 167: Tell Us Your Secret! 2026-11-04
168 Chapter 168: End It All 2026-11-04
169 Chapter 169: Shoot Me! Shoot Me Already! 2026-11-04
170 Chapter 170: Innocent Brothers 2026-11-04
171 Chapter 171: A Taste Of Blood 2026-11-04
172 Chapter 172: Renewable And Non Renewable Disposal 2026-11-04
173 Chapter 173: Unresolvable Hatred 2026-11-04
174 Chapter 174: Like Aunt, Like Niece 2026-11-04
175 Chapter 175: I’ll Fight The Goddess For You! 2026-11-04
176 Chapter 176: Have I Been Drugged? 2026-11-04
177 Chapter 177: Beheading One’s Little Brother 2026-11-04
178 Chapter 178: A Letter From The Goddess 2026-11-04
179 Chapter 179: First Kiss 2026-11-04
180 Chapter 180: Bountiful Fruits 2026-11-04
181 Chapter 181: Identical Twins, Identical Kitties 2026-11-04
182 Chapter 182: I Accept All Of You 2026-11-04
183 Chapter 183: I Took Your Second Virginity?! 2026-11-04
184 Chapter 184: Turn Me Into A Disgrace! 2026-11-04
185 Chapter 185: The Sacred Mark 2026-11-04
186 Chapter 186: The Burden Of Responsibility 2026-11-04
187 Chapter 187: A Nest, A Bird, A Egg And A Cock 2026-11-04
188 Chapter 188: The Search For The Lucky Elf 2026-11-04
189 Chapter 189: Why Is My Mother So Innocent?! 2026-11-04
190 Chapter 190: You’re The One Who Was Moaning Right? 2026-11-04
191 Chapter 191: Secret Helper 2026-11-04
192 Chapter 192: The Secret Of The Spirit Of The Forest 2026-11-04
193 Chapter 193: Hidden Love 2026-11-04
194 Chapter 194: I’m Not A Stalker! 2026-11-04
195 Chapter 195: The Race Of Assassins 2026-11-04
196 Chapter 196: Please Don’t Pull Out! 2026-11-04
197 Chapter 197: Forty Years Of Hidden Kindness 2026-11-04
198 Chapter 198: Unfulfilled Wishes 2026-11-04
199 Chapter 199: I Deserve Compensation 2026-11-04
200 Chapter 200: Ravaging The Matriarch 2026-11-04

Leona had been so engrossed in her questions, that she hadn’t noticed anything else around her.

But gradually, a strange sensation crept up her spine.

The feeling of being watched.

She paused mid-question, her brow furrowing, and slowly turned around.

Her eyes trembled in disbelief and surprise.

What she had thought was true.

Dozens of elves—those waiting in line, those taking breaks from shooting, even some of the range safety officers were staring at her.

Not with hostility or judgment, but with something far more unexpected.

Some were smiling openly.

Others were whispering behind their hands, their eyes darting between her and Luca.

A few had even abandoned their firing positions entirely, leaning around others to get a better view.

And there, in the middle of it all, stood Luna and Lulu.

Luna’s eyes were full of wonder, her mouth slightly open, as if she was witnessing something impossible.

Lulu had forgotten her punishment entirely, as she stared at her mother with an expression of pure, undisguised shock.

Leona froze.

In that moment, realization crashed over her like a wave.

She had been...talking. Openly. Enthusiastically to Luca.

At first, she had tried so hard to maintain her composure.

She put on the cool mask. She used the measured tone. The controlled expressions.

But question by question, answer by answer, the mask had cracked.

Her voice had grown more animated.

Her face had shown genuine emotion—curiosity, excitement, even moments of childlike wonder.

And Luca...

Luca had been so patient. So gentle. So utterly, infuriatingly kind.

No matter what she asked—no matter how simple, how complex, how strange, how embarrassingly basic—he answered.

He explained.

He made sure she understood.

He never once made her feel foolish for asking, never once rushed her, never once showed even a flicker of impatience.

For someone like Leona, who craved knowledge and understanding with a passion she had long suppressed, it was intoxicating.

And now she realized that this was probably the first time in years—maybe decades—that she had spoken so openly to anyone.

Even with Nyx, her own sister, her conversations were cold and clipped. Forced. Guarded.

She never let down her walls, never showed vulnerability, never revealed the person she used to be.

But with Luca?

The walls had crumbled without her even noticing.

Why?

She thought about it, really thought about it, and the answer came to her with surprising clarity.

Safety.

It was strange.

There was a dangerous element looming over them that only she knew off.

And if she were to be her true self, she knew that it would have horrible repercussions that she couldn’t handle.

And yet, when Luca was around, that danger felt manageable. Controllable. As if no matter what came their way, he would handle it.

It was terrifying.

It was also, she realized, wonderful.

But right now, mostly it was embarrassing.

Her face flushed as she became acutely aware of all the eyes upon her.

She cleared her throat, struggling to reassemble her fractured composure.

”Ah. I...apologize, Luca.” She couldn’t quite meet his eyes. ”I only meant to ask a few questions. But then more came, and more, and I...”

She trailed off, mortified.

But Luca waved a hand dismissively, his expression warm.

”Not at all. I’m genuinely glad you’re opening up to me. It’s nice to see.”

”And if you have more questions, please—ask away.”

Leona hesitated. She really should stop. She had already revealed too much, shown too much enthusiasm, embarrassed herself enough for one day.

But...

”There is actually one more question. And it’s whether—”

But she stopped herself when she saw that Luca’s expression had shifted to something almost comically resigned.

”What...wrong?” She asked in confusion. ”Why are looking at me like I did something wrong?”

And in response Luca admitted with a chuckle,

”No, it’s just that I was honestly thinking you’d just say you were done and you wouldn’t ask any further questions.”

”I wasn’t expecting you to ask another one, right after.”

This caught Leona off guard and made her feel quite embarrassed, while Luca went on to say in amusement,

”After all, you’ve asked about literally everything, Leona.”

”You’ve asked me about the barrel, the trigger, the scope, the bullets, the rifling, the metals used, the manufacturing process, the history, the ballistics, the wind compensation, the—”

”—basically everything.”

”And at this point, I think you might actually know more about this gun than the person who made it.”

He let out a chuckle and went on to say,

”So, I didn’t there was actually another question left to ask and was surprised when you asked another one. But nonetheless...”

”...it’s quite cute, the way you’re enthusiastic over the gun.”

He gave her gentle smile, while her ears turned red.

”It pulls you out of the image of being the Cold Matriarch everyone sees you as and instead makes you like a little girl who’s never seen the world before, but wants to know more.”

”...It’s rather adorable if I have to say.”

Hearing this, Leona’s embarrassment increased by tenfold and her face was burning in shame.

He was basically making fun of her overwhelming curiosity and treating her like a little girl.

But more then that, it flickered into something else—mild indignation.

”Y-You can’t say that, Luca!”

Leona protested to save her dignity.

”After all, you’re the one who told me I could ask!”

”So, you can’t tell me to ask questions and then act surprised when I actually do!”

”That’s...That’s not nice!”

”Fair, fair. That definitely is my fault. You did nothing wrong and I’m the one at fault here.”

Luca held up his hands in surrender while finding her reaction to be rather adorable.

But Leona still seemed to be angry for turning on her and making fun of her.

So to appease that small pout on her face, he added,

”You know what, forget I even said anything.”

”Instead go ahead and ask whatever you want. I’m not judging anymore.”

Leona opened her mouth.

Then closed it.

Now it felt awkward. Now it felt like asking would be admitting that she really, really wanted to know.

But she really did want to know.

So, she gave in.

”Well...”

She said, reaching toward the scope mounted on the rifle, her fingers gently touching its adjustment dials.

”I was wondering about the stabilization of the scope itself. Do you use this pin to adjust it, or is it this wheel here?”

”And how exactly does it maintain zero when—”

She tugged gently on the scope, trying to demonstrate the mechanism she was referring to.

But to her shock—a soft click was heard and the scope actually detached from the rifle!

And seeing this, Leona froze up on the spot.

In her left hand: the sniper rifle.

In her right hand: the scope.

Separate. Apart. Broken.

Leona stared at the two pieces in horror.

The world narrowed to the sudden, awful silence.

Then panic arrived like a thunderclap.

”I—I’m so sorry!”

The words burst out before she could stop them.

”I didn’t mean—I was only trying to show you—I didn’t pull that hard—I swear I didn’t—”

She looked from the detached scope to the rifle, then up at Luca’s face, eyes wide with genuine horror.

”It just came off! I wasn’t trying to break it—I would never—”

She clutched both pieces closer to her chest as though she could somehow undo the separation through sheer force of will.

And before Luca could say that she didn’t break anything and that it was actually removable, Leona actually started mumbling to herself in a panic.

”What do I do? What do I do? This—this must be worth a fortune. Everything about it is so precise, so delicate...I can’t believe I broke it the first time I touched it properly—”

Her breathing hitched.

”I have to repay him. I have to. I can’t just—just ruin something this incredible and walk away.”

Luca opened his mouth.

But before he could say anything, she looked up at him and barreled on, words tumbling faster.

”I-I don’t have money, Luca. Not the kind that would matter in your world.”

”But I do have something. Something precious. Something that can definitely compensate for what I’ve done. And that is...”

She swallowed hard and finally said,

”...My lucky arrow.”

”...Your lucky arrow?”

Luca blinked, not expecting such a answer.

”Yes! My lucky arrow! I’ve had it since I was a child.”

Leona ignored the dumbfounded look on his face and nodded vigorously before she went on to enthusiastically say,

”It’s not like other arrows—it’s special. Whenever I nock it, no matter the distance, no matter the wind...it always hits dead center. Always.”

”I’ve never missed with it. Not once! Can you believe that!”

Her fingers unconsciously brushed the small quiver at her hip where the single, feather-fletched shaft waited.

”I’ve kept it safe all these years. It’s...It’s the most valuable thing I own.”

A shadow of reluctance crossed her face as she said,

”But I broke your weapon. So I have to take responsibility. That’s only right.”

She drew a steadying breath, squared her shoulders, and met his eyes with fierce, almost painful conviction.

”That’s why ’ll give you my lucky arrow. As compensation. I believe that it will be more then enough to pay for what I’ve broken.”

There was conviction in her voice.

But beneath it—

Sadness.

Because she was offering the most precious thing she owned.

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