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Half-elves Fall in Love - Chapter 857

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:03:04 AM


Chapter 857: Visiting the Whores 5

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Ms. Isabelle tried to wave the sword borrowed from Aurora, try to stand upside down, or try to keep her arms up and down so as to ascertain the sensation of her safely resurrected right arm.

... It's usually awesome to just kill each other with an orga around the corner.

"It feels exactly the same as my previous arm."

"You're breathing life into your mind. I use the equivalent of 'chi' for bone and meat regeneration only for conditioning."

"It's..."

I'm going to perceive you as inefficient even though you have your arms prepared separately because of this... but if you try breaking core, you can waste as much energy as you want.

If that would increase the stability of the surgical formula and remove the pain, I guess it would be no loss whatsoever, such as some efficiency difference.

"Shall we basically use this method for regenerative treatment in the future? Every time Andy joins an in-room surgery, it's tough if he doesn't like it or if he's a man."

"Well, Andy, you're only willing to cooperate."

"But if your husband dares to use it as a clue to female slavery, doesn't the in-room method still have a use for it?

No, I really think you should nash your penis for nothing with these life-threatening ares, Christie, if you can.

The truth is, I never like bloody splatter sex, either.

If you want to clean up with Nashi, I'd like to ask for Nashi. I'm sorry, though, as the side that asks for the bloody splatter job every time.

"You didn't do this until recently... If this is also your brother's accomplishment, you can also snort the generosity of Elves and Onyx here."

Mr. Isabel whines as he moves his hands firmly. Breakcore laughs bitterly.

"This is just a fraction of his accomplishments. Even if this technique could not be conveyed, his greatness would not be diminished."

And Lyla snorted, yeah.

"Ho. I hope the owner is still praised. If you feel like it, you can do a lot of luxury, and make one of the mountain huts and the female hole seem happy in less than forty years."

"No, I think 40 female slaves is usually an unprecedented luxury!?

Just put the penetration in. Because I'm the one who manages to deal with this number without being frightened, and if I get ten shots a day, it's a must-have number of regrets if it's a normal guy called Big War.

That's not just 40 people, either. Even royalty has 40 beauties in its class who would be proud of their whole lives if they could take it as a single wife.

... but Lyla shakes her head for Christ's sake.

"It's lamentable. That's what you think because you care about the convenience and mood of females, but if you're an ancient ruler male, you can have hundreds or thousands of them ready to eat and scatter when you want, like females, and let them get pregnant and leave seeds the way they want, with or without saying. I can't move my forefingers if I marry them and I don't mind getting older as a virgin. That's what's called the Back Palace."

"I don't know where the ruler is, but it doesn't seem modern..."

And it doesn't seem very happy.

Nothing. I'm not interested in spreading large quantities of offspring. Not that I hate being able to have kids, of course, but I want to flirt as much as I like with beautiful, eclectic, loving girls, and I'm not going to devote my life to making records in numbers.

I think the current situation, in which a selection of beautiful women and girls, almost all of whom are happy to do so, is the ultimate in luxury without any more.

"I don't know what life Lyla envisages, but I'm so happy and fulfilled that I'm too happy in my life right now. I don't really want any more."

"Wouldn't you like to eat and scatter as many people who at least have a natural face to give up? Silver dragons and cats seem unhappy."

"No, I think the cats are already pretty scattered!?

Chinko rounded out the whole village. Flirting around, I peeled the young kid I noticed from one end and let him go inside.

Is there anything more I can do than that?

... No, really, I can't explain what I do in that colony to the outside world.

"We can't enjoy each other for two nights a day. Why don't you just live here for a month and take your time?"

"Terrible idea..."

Stayed in the village for a month just for the all-you-can-do woman in the whole village. I certainly didn't come up with the idea of doing that much.

But would such female slaves be convinced?

So when I saw Selene, Selene laughed in trouble.

"You know... up to once a year, right?

"No, just once a year."

"Well, I miss you a little bit, but if you're about to go to a dangerous place like Tulk, Luna's colony is much better..."

... This Talk War was creating a compromise in a strange direction.

Mr. Isabel has a complicated face.

"Talk isn't a scary place either... as long as you're in our shop or Mr. Onyx"

"Mr. Isabel."

Selene chuckles.

"You won't forget that I, Mr. Andy, was about to get a terrible look at you, will you?

"Oh, hey... Selene, stop doing that..."

"I just said I won't forget. I didn't say anything about resenting Isabelle or not forgiving her."

…………

Yeah. That's what Selene was like.

For a while...... at least I guess I won't think of Talk as a "safe place" anymore unless I hear reports that Talk is really getting better.

I can't tell you any more than I was worried about that and actually got into a shitty eye.

... and Diel walked over to me talking about that.

"Well done, Smythson. Forest Heroes."

"For a while.... I owe you a little breakcore. It's healed, but I think this Isabelle was hurt like she was holding a hand in Blakecore."

"Yeah, I heard that from the guys who watched it."

Diel points behind his back with his thumb. There were some elves a little further away. I'm guessing he was watching us far-fetched where we were coming to treat Mr. Isabel.

I wasn't doing anything erotic, so I didn't use the temple (a residential shed for breakcore named), I was doing it in the open air.

"Well, that's it.... I need to talk to you about something, okay?"

"? Me, not Christie or Irina?

"If you need to talk to me that way, I'll fly the smart bird. It's you today, Smythson.... a bunch of young guys from the country have been coming in lately. He says he doesn't know your martial arts or your dragon. If I could, I'd like them to talk to me tonight. There's a labyrinth here, but it's been steady lately, and it's been less irritating. It'll be good entertainment."

"Yeah...... but even though we have two dark elves"

Half elves like Selene no longer get too blatant thanks to a series of noises from the breakcore incident, but dark elves like Hilda and Isabelle still don't look very good walking in dignity within the conjuncture.

"Young guys like the ones who come here are not so hostile to Dark Elves. It's just unusual. And if there are three clan chiefs and princesses, there's no doubt about them, including you."

"Well...... I guess so"

But there's also a country in the woods or something that isn't.

Leaving aside the fact that it all seems rural...... I wonder if there are people who live far from the family estate who are late in their ears.

They're distorting the space, so if it's just the size, it's multiple times the trot...

Reaction that when you gaze at everyone around you and the breakcore, if I'm good, that's it.

That's why it was getting late in the day, so we had a cookout outdoor dish, as usual, at night.

To Diel's ruling labyrinth village, we were to interrupt Zorozolo and talk about some of the martial arts of the past.

... but I'm not good at this stuff, am I? Because it is often conveyed to me in a different way than I think, even if I correct "not so," I can say the opposite from all around.

That Blakecore was in giant meat slime, that he saved it with the help of Sir Bonaparte and Mr. Deane, Lyla and Maia.

Having accommodated the revolt of the Sword Saints of the Kingdom of Trot, in cooperation with the present King Ruth.

Adventures in Celesta's crime city of Sitar and boarding as far as the La Pearl Islands for a showdown with the drug offenders on Pirate Island.

Participation in the Renfangas defense battle, and the Karlwin incident.

With a slender narrative, I finish talking about my work for a little over the last two years while sometimes getting into supplements from Irina, Lyla, and Aurora's point of view.

...... Again, that's really a lot of stuff. Besides, Diel shouldn't know much about it after the Carlwin incident, and that's why I omitted it, but it's still thick.

"Are you sure you don't exaggerate...?

I'm also convinced that one of the elves asked Christie to corroborate him with a puzzled face.

"Rather, it's about him, so there will still be cases you're hiding. Because, as you can see from listening, people don't like to say it too loud."

"Including a little nasty talk, there's more to what you can call a feat. Just so we know."

So does Irina.

No, let's not talk nasty. Anyway, you know, cat colony frenzy, you're moving it while you seed the Blue Dragons, and the other Spirit Festival gave the maids a heartbeat, too.

It puts uncomfortable thoughts on my face, but the young elves are generally impressed to know it's true.

"I didn't think it was a good idea, either, from what Diel called a forest hero or from the story that Gusto had been forced to retire."

"The world out of the woods flows fast..."

To the elves, I guess two years feels like a hell of a short time. If I was relaxing in the back of the woods where I wouldn't even get the rumors, a lot would have suddenly changed and I'd be confused.

... Some of those elves had a slightly strange impression, so I stare at them worried.

I hide it in my forehead, but my eyes are strangely glowing in the magical light of a slight dark indoor.

It's like Luna and the Cat Beasts......

"Ho. He told me to be extravagant, and I was concerned about it, and it was ordained, my lord."

"What are you talking about?"

Suspected of being unintentional, I take my gaze off.

... When I tried to steal it from you again, I didn't have her anymore.

Late at night.

Quit Labyrinth Village and return to the "Fuck Room". I like grass pillows, but I have a bed, so I need to use it.

I thought... but on second thought, I don't have time to sleep.

"Good day, Andy.... How are you still?

If Blakecore waited naked for me in bed, I'd have to snort.

"I was in a big hurry earlier, and I think I should ask my teacher. "

"It seems cheating. If you're in a hurry, so are we."

"We don't have to contend with that. I'm Andy."

He said, "I don't want you to let me out of here."

"If it's not at your expense, I'm begging you too."

"I think it's time for me to work."

One female slave after another also entered the war.

And Mr. Isabel...

"... I'm not sure if I should join or shy away from this kind of flow."

"Mm, you don't have to go in there, do you?

"No, I'd like to have sex, but I can't afford the number."

"The numbers are enough to be fine around three circles."

"Oh, I'll come in then."

Light. Light in a different way from the female slaves.

... but it's true that I wanted to deal with you once.

(cont 'd)




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