All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

Concentrate your spirit and perceive the depths of your body.

Feel the magical circle running from soul to spirit, as you feel the circle of blood. Be aware of the circulating flow and gradually, but surely, increase its flow. Quick, big, but not decisive, smooth.

At the same time that it was all over his body, Ren's whole body glowed slightly.

"Ugh!

During a break in his quest for dungeons, Ren holds his fist all the way through the successful magic of physical strengthening.

What Len was doing now was the basics of melee magic, physical strengthening. When I asked my senior adventurer to teach me the trick, I finally got the results I've been practicing.

Now I have a vision that I can graduate from luggage. If we can use melee magic, we should be able to stand avant-garde. It's a good idea to be in action because we're still only able to activate it from meditation, but it's definitely progress.

The rest is to acquire the courage to confront demons and the skill to fight them. They are both parallel to the practice of witchcraft.

"Hey, you. Shut up, though."

The girl who has complained about Ren posing as a gut is the one who tied two parts of her long blonde hair and turned it into a two-sided up.

A neat looking girl, like the lady in the good house over here, even though she just hangs up her slit eyes and scowls at Ren. She's the one who said on the first day Ren belonged to the party, 'If you're not motivated or talented, why don't you stop?' He is a sorceress who gave me tough advice.

He usually sinks into this eye, Len, but now he was under a lot of tension.

"Look at that. Yikes. Melee magic is now available!

Show the grumpy witch sorcerer her body glowing with the magic of physical strengthening.

Hearing Ren's voice, the senior adventurers who were resting around also get together oops.

"Heh, you've been practicing!

"You've been working hard. Phew."

"Thanks to my advice, I guess. Thank you, Len!

Each one delights Ren in his growth.

Ren, admired by his members, sees a sorceress as to how it is.

Everyone has acknowledged my growth. I am no longer stuck on my feet freaking out by demons on my first day. The hard work and accomplishments in the short term have to be acknowledged by even that highly chronic sorceress.

That's what I thought and turned my good gaze on, but the sorceress had white eyes.

"Huh? You've never even been able to use physical enhancement magic before?... Wow. Really, why did you want to be an adventurer? Is the dungeon a place to fight for your life? I'm afraid there's no such thing as a country man with nothing but heroic aspirations."

Rather, the rating was down.

When it comes to honesty, the air on the spot freezes to the dimension of honesty. The sorceress, who had her gaze cut from Ren, who was hardened and unable to say anything, turned her gaze to the party leader.

"Leader. Why did you let a guy like this into a party? We can't afford to raise amateurs from scratch. If we had such resources, we should be more engaged in exploration."

"No, you were expecting a future there -"

As I listened to the interaction between the two of them, the tension that was rising depressed me while I saw it.

"Am I such a bad guy..."

After exploring the dungeon that day, Ren was talking to senior adventurers with a steady mouthful of mouth.

I had luggage all day today, but I could finish without delay. I'm getting used to the party moves, and I'm cracking them down with other members. I also see what I specifically need to do, and honestly, Ren now enjoys his daily adventures.

The only difficulty, needless to say, is that witch magician.

"Well, don't worry about it. He has a high ideal. I'm tough on other people for being tough on me."

"Well, I do know that guy's witchcraft arm is amazing..."

A sorceress who became an adventurer a year before Ren. The same generation of girls who wear ass for what Ren does.

I can't help it because I'm new. You're trying. I shake off the leader and other members who say so, and they curse me when I stick Len's brow.

"Me, that guy hates you..."

"It's not like that. I'm fine."

Every time a witch magician blames me, my heart shrivels when she pokes at me for my elusiveness.

Slap Ren's shoulder in depression, and the senior adventurer laughs bitterly.

"He's not looking at you now, he's looking at you now."

"What do you mean?

"Mmm. I don't know what to say. Since he was a little girl, he wanted to be an adventurer with a clear goal. So, he said he's been training since he was a kid. I heard you graduated from the Academy in flying class."

"Heh."

I admire the story of the first witch magician I hear.

"Academy flying class is amazing. Well, you're about my age, but you're strong."

"Sort of. To be clear, you and I have a lot of experience. He said," You're an adventurer about your age, but you can't use magic, you don't know anything about dungeons, what have you done? "

"That's..."

I guess it's a downright sensation that it's frustrating to have a pompous human coming in where he's been piling up.

Still, there is remorse coming out of Len's mouth.

"Nobody. He doesn't leave the academy like that guy and become an adventurer......!

The sorceress is brilliant. He uses distance and proximity magic to contribute to the party. A girl who doesn't have to be an adventurer to work as much as she wants.

Compared to that, Ren is equal to nothing that was spent on being an adventurer, both born and raised. I see. Even at the same age, the advantages and disadvantages of the two are clear.

But I can't get my time back, and I can't change my birth.

"I can't help it... I just have to do this."

"You're absolutely right. I'm not even your age. I don't know the right or the left. I'm new."

Human beings like myself who are from the country and have no learning have no choice but to rush into a grump. Not everyone is in an environment where they can learn magic. I can't believe it's an academy, the very idea of getting in. It's growing up in the countryside that I don't have the information or sense to prepare in advance to be an adventurer.

In the countryside where Ren was born, there was no human being doing adventurers. There was no such thing as a reference or a place to learn.

"Even I wanted to know a lot earlier..."

"You have a future ahead of you, so don't be too hectic. And for me, I want him to be a little round."

This senior adventurer is more or less like Ren. I agree with Ren and laugh at it.

"Ma, what. Let's talk about the hard stuff and go relieve the stress one way or the other!

"Stress Relief?

"Oh, you can comfort your drinker, or you can rent a training center and sweat. And, you know what? It was a long time ago, but there were times when people beat me up."

"A batter, is it?

"Oh, it's a business where you don't resist, so you're free to hit me for ten minutes."

"No, that's a little..."

Ren hips back at the noisy business content he is told.

It just feels like beating people up is a bit of a stressful thing. On the contrary, it is likely to cause stress.

"Ha. The batterer said it was a long time ago. I mean, we're out of business, that's all."

"Wow..."

I see, the darkness of a stressful society is deep.

Don pulled, then, uh, the sight of the other day in the square occurred to Ren's head.

All affirmed slave girls. Is she also standing in that square, so to speak, to receive modern darkness?

"That's right..."

Ren shrugged smudgingly, recalling the slave girl's sweeping cheeks and overwhelming art of energy.

"There's a lot of business, isn't there? There are so many affirmative slave girls."

"There's no such thing, is there?

I was instantly answered in the face.

Ren blinks her pussy and eyes.

"Huh? No, there is, all affirmative slave girls"

"Hey. There's no way there is, no way. It's been almost a hundred years since slavery was abolished. I'd be scared if it happened. Are you okay, you?"

A senior adventurer turned to Len complaining about the existence of 'All Affirmative Slave Girls'.

"Are you tired? Don't pack too many roots. All Affirmative Slave Girls... Don't be weird. Were you stressed enough to fantasize about that?

"Huh? Huh?

Ren is confused by the whispering of a frightened senior adventurer.

Stupid. All Affirmative Slave Girls Not Here?

That can't be right. There must be a full affirmative slave girl. Otherwise what the hell was he that saw that day? Hallucinations? Some kind of dream?

Doubt your memory, then, no, shake your head.

That was a bad way of saying it. Isn't that the kind of rhetoric that just now left slavery itself? It is also best to be misunderstood.

"Oh, no, it's not. It's not like you're really a slave, it's like a business where a girl who looks like a slave listens to her stupidity."

"Hey?"

A senior adventurer who came to this town long before Ren and knows a lot about it twists his neck.

"I never heard of you, do I? Especially in this town, where sex is strictly regulated. There's a mafia around here called the Carvel Family, so you shouldn't be able to do weird personal sales. You know what? It's a direct mafia for" Necessary Evil Stronger Than The Knights. "

"Yes, no! I saw it!

I don't know what they are that are stricter than the knights, Carvel, but the slave girl did see them with these eyes.

I didn't think she was hallucinating, standing with a chuckling smile and letting people's hearts stare with overwhelming energy.

"You have a girl with a silver hair shortcut! You're wearing a bright white piercing coat and a leather collar!

"That's why it's impossible. - Oh, no. Ha-ha."

A senior adventurer laughs nastyly and slaps Ren on the shoulder.

"Oh, okay, okay. You're young, too. Is that what you like? Oh, my God, if that's what you're talking about, let's expose ourselves more! Ugh! Let's drink and talk about it!

"No, that's not what I meant!!

After the flow from there became just a lower story tournament, Ren was walking in fluttering footsteps.

Ren, denied the existence of all affirmative slave girls, was on his way to the square.

No matter how many times I talked to him since then, the senior adventurer wasn't convinced. No, because it's not like that. That is the end of it in one word.

That day I was depressed on the first day of my adventure. What if I was seeing delusions? No, that can't be right. At its heart, Ren proceeded to the square where he witnessed all affirmative slave girls.

At the centre of the square, which was thus reached, was a silver-haired girl wearing a piercing coat and hiding her mouth with a placard.

"Thanks again today, slave girl!

Looks like Mr. Sister was just finishing up his stupidity.

I knew I was there, and at the same time I was relieved to see Mr. Sister waving at the slave girl with a very good smile, and Ren felt somewhat unwanted.

That guy, maybe a regular?

Or is it regular without having to put a question mark on it? When enough has passed, the slave girl closes her mouth perfectly and hides her mouth with a placard, so there is no private conversation, but there is a somewhat intimate atmosphere.

But how stressful is it to come to see a slave girl on a daily basis? Is Temple Therapy so stressful a job?

……

A slave girl noticed Ren smiling at her. To that grin, it flashes.

I was just here today to make sure the slave girl was real, but what should I do?

Stupidity accumulates.

Specifically, I just came in a year away, and even though my age hasn't changed much, I'm going to blame Ren for his faults, like a blonde sorcerer or a sorceress or a sorceress.

My chest became upset again when I remembered.

All right, let's take advantage of it and myself.

Ren decides. It would be refreshing to scream out loud at the foolishness of that sorceress. It was when I thought so.

There was a shadow that approached the pretentious and slave girl.

"Oh, um..."

It was the late twenties alchemist-style youth who spoke to the slave girl ahead of Ren. From the narrow physique of the line, it could be inferred that it was not the combative type diving into the dungeon but the type immersed in research.

Ugh, Len thinks.

Alchemist (alchemist).

They needed a lot of material for their own research, and although they were often good at ordering quests from adventurers, they were cautioned that there were many bigoted people. The order is fine, and I'm going to put an ass on it. Ren was somewhat uncomfortable with them because they were told he was a troublesome guest.

The alchemist (alchemist) youth who named that member looked like he was desperate for life.

"Here, any stupidity... I heard rumors that you would listen..."

……

Blurry and hard to listen to the words of the youth, the slave girl snorts with a chuckle in her mouth hidden and cheeky.

"Well, please…"

Alchemist (alchemist) youth hand in a cursory move that is still dying.

The slave girl gently removed her placard from her mouth.

It was so beautiful that it appeared. There are many people who prefer to hide their faces half the time, but only this girl's beauty is completed by exposing her mouth. I even feel as if a full moon appears from the horizon the moment I can get the placard out of the way.

The slave girl who thus quietly revealed her beauty opens her shapely mouth wide.

"Yeah!!!!!! He asked me to!!!!! I hope he shouts a lot of stupidity!!!!! heh!

Clear husky voice. And a brilliant bruised smile was unleashed.