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Half-elves Fall in Love - Chapter 672

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:06:18 AM


Chapter 672: Midsummer islands 1

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Finally, we cross the ocean and cross into Lapard.

That said, the means of travel is a dragon, so there's no big difference except it gets hotter than ever before. If this was a ship move, it would be a lot harder to get rocked and drunk by the waves, pioneer in the Betty Seawind, or worry about the storm.

Dragons can easily avoid storms even after they see them, and they can jump through storms.

Besides, Lapard is a long way from normal ship speeds, but dragon wings don't fly that way for hours. He said he flew after noon, enough to come back for dinner if that bothered him.

"Everybody ready?

"Hopefully. I wasn't willing to stay here long enough to spread the load. As soon as I get dressed."

"Are you undressing again!? Why!?"

"Ho, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. We need to get dressed."

Surprised.

Because of this, we all got dressed to talk to Lady Swallow, and I was wondering if she'd taken it off again in a slightly gazed gap.

And, if I was stroking my chest down, Mr. Hilda would travel in costumes (or even travel on foot in earnest, so I would just weave one jacket on my everyday clothes. Everyone else is like that) I put my face out of the nearby room while wearing it.

"It's not until I get in the carriage that I take it off."

"That's fine, but it's hard to affirm right after we talk about moderation!

"You can deny it patchy, but subtly honest Andy, I love you, Doctor."

Because the carriage is actually free just sitting around. It's a waste of time to reflect on too much and forbid anything eccentric. You can keep doing it where people haven't seen it, can't you?

"What about Mr. Gloria, by the way? Time to move, but are you still drawing?

Ask Lyla. Lyla's ear would know about what she's doing.

"The sound of the brush has stopped."

"Let's go check it out"

Lyla and I are going to see the room for the night instead of her atelier......

Mr. Gloria was painting a group porn painting of a force that was more powerful than the sight we saw yesterday.

"So many people, like they weren't there..."

"Yeah. Does this feel more like an imaginary 'absolute ruler's feast'?

"Absolute ruler?

"Kings, but it feels like you can do whatever you want to satisfy your desires more extreme"

"The King of Reality isn't as much of an all-you-can-do as I say..."

In fact, there are dozens of people in the front room because of the king, but there's a lot to do besides making kids, and daughters have connections to their parents' homes and personal pride.

It's intense if only in the literature that you can legally have child making sex with all sorts of women, but well, there's a matter of vigour, and with a complete porn festival dancer like Yube, what an experience you probably hardly ever do in real life. At least not with Trotto or Celesta or Renfangas.

I think it's easier to make it happen with Talk sex, but nevertheless, no one does it because the luxurious porn party that I used dozens of women individually is really just moody satisfaction. Gather virgins together without meaning and make them dance naked side by side, what a really...... er.

I came yesterday, didn't I?

"It takes a terrible amount of work to turn it into a porn scroll, but I want to. Big one on this scale. I'm trying to look at you in real life."

In Mr. Gloria's paintings, women dance and dance in partially rounded obscene costumes, including those that are not on the screen, and in the middle of them the "absolute ruler" becomes a magnificent painting of young daughters waving their hips in the back seat at the center where the offending scattered women overflow cloudy from their pussies.

It's a strange masterpiece I could draw overnight.

"But as a reader, I'd like you to focus on one woman, Eros."

"You're amazingly multiplayer open-minded, but not in a painting?

"If you want to pull it out, I want to focus on compelling tits and buttocks, and it's hard to tell the nipples and expressions when the characters are so small..."

"Oh...... well. I painted naked because of it, but I can't use it to pull it out. Though the situation itself is paralyzing."

With a brush, Mr. Gloria wraps her arms around.

No, well, it's something I can say to my own sex. It would be a waste if you didn't enjoy the individual properly.

"Well, but on an unlikely scale, Donna's colony will do just as much as she wants."

"... in a way"

This city once has a brake called General Common Sense, but there is no cat colony at all. The ultimate insane porn space where all adults and children are pregnant OK. Maybe if we all went outside and told him to dance naked, he would naturally do it for the fun of any virgin or anyone.

As for there, it's true, no royal nobleman would be able to make it for it.

Or if I find out I made such a place in my hobby, it's up to any powerful person to be criticized.

... I'm sorry to bother you.

"I've heard it many times, but the more I hear it, the more incredible it is. Hey, that colony"

"There's something that makes me seem a little unrealistic every time I remember it too"

Nevertheless, it's true that many cat beasts come and live in Polka from there. You're gonna get me pregnant, too.

"I'm looking forward to Lapard, but I'm worried about you now."

"No, I wonder if stopping by on the way home means the lady will be taking you there too..."

"Ho. Bauzz will be carrying a new drug patient. Let's just put it on you and let it go bare."

I don't have to wonder what I'm going to do with this calculation now.

And we're leaving Sitar.

The weather is clear. The sea breeze is comfortable, and I think the figure of the four-headed dragons flying for the other side of the blue blue sea will look like jewels in the distance.

"The desert and the sitar were hot too, and I guess going further south would be hotter"

Her eyes narrow as Angelos softened her hair slightly in the wind.

"I wonder if it's hotter south than Lapard. I wonder how hot it gets."

Chibi Lyla laughs cheeky in her ear when she speaks of the questions that have arisen with me.

"Not to some extent, even if it's hot in the south. One of these days it'll get cold again."

"Really?

"Mm-hmm. And, rather, land is hot. On the ocean, somewhat south, it doesn't get that hot."

I turn my thoughts to the other side of the ocean, listening to such a lila.

South. End of the South? I wonder what the hell there is. Before it gets cold after the heat, I wonder what it is.

No. Not just on the other side, the Southern Great Plains, the Eastern Mountains, and the Affilm Peninsula. Western continent.

I tell Beatrice and Gloria, "Look around the world," but there are plenty of places I've never even been to reach.

Will I ever make a journey through them someday?

Is it better to be alone as a blacksmith? Or maybe it's too late to be alone and get busy working.

"That's what it is. What do you want? Or a lot?

Mr. Hilda was sneaking off his clothes while he could see the shores of the distant Sitar.

As inspired by that, the other daughters in the car also start exposing their tits as they hit each other on the shoulder.

They're a little jerky, and I actually just pretend to be jerked off for a little while before squeezing Mr. Hilda's tits off.

"I did it all yesterday, so today I'm going to focus on touching, sucking and rubbing perfectly."

"You're welcome to do that."

"What, I haven't taken it off yet? Suddenly you touch me!? Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

I am subtly resisted by Mr. Gloria, who reached for the next of the things, while I spend a few pleasant hours in a carriage filled with skin tone again.

Eventually, as the day tilts, reports of arrival on Red Whale Island from Chibi Lyla enter Naia while Mr. Hilda is teaching her pussy tricks on the ground.

"Look, guys, get dressed. Get dressed."

"Isn't it okay to stay like this?

"Last time, you pirates showed off our female slaves."

"Even then! In the meantime, you guys be very careful! To regain a little common sense."

Everyone wears clothes again in a landing carriage while warning Angelos and Aurora.

And landing.

"Captain! Captain, there's a dragon in here!

"Calm down! You knew it would come sooner or later!

"But unlike the other day, there are four heads of silver and black!

"The black one would have come once though.... four heads?

When you land on the beach, Captain Theo and some lower ends appear from inside the cave.

Take a peek at it from your podium and I'll get out of the carriage and say hello.

"Captain, for a while. Are the drug patients' kids here again?

"... have you been here long enough?"

The captain looks a little bitter (I guess he remembers a lot of trouble involving your daughter) and takes a breath before answering.

"It's about a few people. Rabines' customers came to this fort looking for a couple of pills, but they used it instead of the main unit. I fed them fish, but I can't get my hands on the slaves they have here. There's a limit to the power of a ship."

"I see."

"It's hard to eradicate it clean. If the withdrawal symptoms of the medicine cannot be suppressed, slaves may also be used and dumped in the sea. I can't take care of everything until then."

"... I don't know what I can do to some extent, but I want to help for what I can reach"

"It's a sweet story. And even if we save all the victims of Rabines, that's not all there is to it."

"I know."

In the end, you want to say it's hypocritical. But I know a hundred of them.

"Dragons are not gods. I don't want everything to go the way I want. I just don't care about the dirt in front of me, so I wash it. That's all."

…………

We need your help, Captain.

"I know."

As Captain Theo, I guess it's starting to seem like a rather endless story. But at least it doesn't make sense if you don't go on for a few years.

It's a contract we exchanged once, on condition that we return this island. I'll have it protected there.

Lyla, Maia, and Emma go to the human body as we have such a conversation about conceiving a little tension.

And Bauzz.

"I'm sending my last remaining daughters to Farrar. I can't help it down here."

"Oh well"

Of all the ex-drug patients who were there, the last few.

They chose to stay as far as this La Pearl Islands, they decided to start a new life again in the capital Farrar.

Probably originally from this lapard. Those are the women who saw all kinds of land and still chose to go back to their homeland and start over.

There are no athletes in this country we can take care of. Will they be able to start their own lives over?

... an extra favor, he would be. They dared to choose that as we went around generously and mouth-wateringly, the last time we got here.

But let's do as much as wish happiness for the rest of our lives.

And there's a little grumpy on my back dropping off Bauzz, and still a high voice like a girl.

"Oops."

……

I look back.

There was Galatia, as expected.

Simple piercing clothes like pirates, bright colored bands. One blonde with three loose, thick braids, not very polite as ever.

But is it full of stylish, a round of Southern flowers, cat ears...... lion ears? I give it around. That's a little floating in a less spicy outfit.

But I couldn't help but laugh when I wondered if I was late to come out for it.

"Long time no see."

"... Ya, promise"

"I remember. Later."

"... ugh"

Galatia suddenly looks happy when she hears my answer, nodding and running away.

"Hey.... what is a promise"

And my father ate it.

"Oh, uh... no, with a promise to bring souvenirs"

Yeah. It should generally fit with this description.

"What is a souvenir?"

"... accessories though"

You don't have to say anything about the mother's necklace or anything like that.

"An accessory...?

Why do you look so pretty, Captain?

"... If you want it, I'll get you as much as I want, why give this guy...!

Oh, you know what...

"You smell like a parent."

"Fathers who are too obsessed with their daughters are troublesome."

Irina and Aurora look at Captain Theo with a slightly cold eye. The captain is frightened.

"Hih, don't talk about the circumstances of people's homes. What does an elf know"

"But I know you're in the way."

"That's not...!

Captain Theo is cut off by Irina. Irina, who can poke a little sarcasm at that powerful big man opponent, is that something like a hundred-over?

But understand a little bit for him. It's a little hard for even my parents that my daughter is about to miss the bastard walking with Harlem.

(cont 'd)




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