Dark magic is a technique that interferes with the mind. It is only natural that there are many people who think of their hearts and feelings when asked to do so, and if they are said to interfere with them, many people frown. Specifically, I think they are doing things like imitating spring painting books for men (erotic books) that can't be said very much to people.
In fact, since there have been many people in history who routinely abused magic and committed indecent acts, it is a source of concern that cannot be denied. Only such a person can be a high-ranking magician, so the tactility is bad.
Did you work hard for the erotic? Or is it possible that the devil sent you? I'm not sorry because I trained desperately to love you, but don't use my magic to commit a crime, because backwards will make you feel narrow!
I can do it because I am a dark wizard, but as a prerequisite, the mind is terribly robust, and the ability to recover rooted in instinct to return to its original state is far stronger than others think.
To be clear, even if I try to manipulate the minds of others, I'm in a situation where the effects disappear in about an hour and the magic is almost exhausted. It can be concluded that emotions are equally impossible to achieve lasting effects.
In other words, you can bring him into the room and fuck him, but he won't be loved after that. What kind of asshole likes a rapist? I can't think about it, I like sex, but I love post-mortem figuration just as much.
Don't think about it because it's an exception to the goddess's soft protection (curse). If a human tries to reproduce the effects of a joke, it's a super sophisticated technique that can instantly puncture your brain.
It seems that dark magic is not useful for real purposes, but spirituality is not just about the mind and emotions. Rather, it often refers to other things.
For example, memories, reminding you of things you've forgotten, or making you forget something you don't like. Depending on how you do it, you can read other people's memories or give them your own.
For example, you can sharpen your senses or, conversely, seal or dull others' senses. Hallucinations, hearing hallucinations, etc. are also free.
For example, the curse, the use of the grievances of dead creatures to continue eroding the spirit for a long time, the curse of slavery, etc., are typical. The magic of paying monsters is also within this range, so it's not all bad. Sometimes a good effect is called a curse, and a bad effect is distinguished from a curse.
There are many other things that can be done, but quite brilliantly, most of them are bad things. Even with the bad impression of dark magic, if I hadn't been a brave man, I would have stood around and never known about the Dark Wizard. Definitely not at a level where the eyes around me hurt.
Now... think of the complain about the Master (Jijii) who taught the bad magic of such a world, and defeat the enemies attacked with dark magic that shocks to death with severe pain. I don't really want to use dark magic in public, but I can't help it because it is a magic that is suitable for selecting only enemies and targeting a large number of them. Offensive flames and thunderstorms can get your allies caught in turmoil.
The giant ants swarm from the woods and attack from place to place. I stood on the carriage of my daughters and the escorted princess and threw away too many enemies.
However, thanks to Salima's maneuver, the number of ants attacking the forest decreased noticeably. The defeat will be quick if it stays the same. If there are casualties on our side, we will wipe out all enemies with massive magic, but fortunately the enemies are dull and the mercenaries under Salima are used to fighting or standing around well. If this happens, the product will be damaged like an oil pot.
Again, as far as I'm concerned, I don't want to see much dark magic around me. I have a bad impression, but honestly, it's hard to be suspected of being manipulated by a third party who doesn't know anything. Moreover, I hesitated to think that Princess Roufey, who nostalgically nostalgically resembles her sister, might see it with such eyes.
Defeat the attacking ants, heal the wounds of the mercenaries fighting with sacred magic and provide support when they can afford it. If we keep going, we'll be defeated soon. I heard Salima screaming at the end of the arrow.
"I... the species of armored ants... demon king?! You're a queen ant!
It was a giant queen ant that appeared with the sound of the earth, wondering if it was a mountain, but just moving to so many giants would make the earth rock out of standard. But even monster ants basically don't move from the nest. Still, is it because the demon king species is attacking you with its own motion in front of you? Or is there another reason?
No, I don't have time to think about it. We need to get rid of these bumps as soon as possible. At the very least, Olivia, Deanne and Princess Roufey on the Golem carriage can escape, but the two thousand mercenaries, including Salima, and the Princess's escort cannot be saved.
Because this queen ant... produces (...) adults from her belly as if she were laying eggs. In no time, about twice the number of ants that were defeated were born and attacked.
"What is this... impossible... impossible..."
Near the carriage was a giant warrior with horns of cattle and one of the princess's guards, who heard a weak tremor. Dropping his sword and stunned, the mercenaries around him are in a similar situation.
"Drop your luggage! Get on the horse! Run! Just think of yourself as a lifesaver!
Salima's impatient voice was certainly an accurate decision, but it was too late after the demon king appeared. Horses will not accept instructions in a state of panic already.
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The armor attack suddenly gets stronger, and when you look in the woods, the ants arrive over the carcasses of their burned allies. The mercenaries who stood up to the appearance of the demon king species returned to me with the voice of Salima and fled with me.
A swarm of armored ants rushing in like clouds, slowly but steadily packing their distance.
The two daughters in the carriage are quieter than I thought. You believe me, you put your hands together and offer your prayers. I thought the princess would be confused, but surprisingly generous, trembling like Olivia and the others, I pray with all my heart.
Now, let me tell you that meeting my daughter-in-law's expectations is the most worthy place in the world beside me.
The darkness overflowing my hand centers on the queen ant. Although it is an insect-type monster that does not mind pain, it is not without sensation. It is said that some degree of pain can be blocked, but well, the rationale around it doesn't matter.
In short, they say, "I've never experienced more pain than a certain amount," but even if they normally release magic that inflicts intense pain, the weed will be shocked to death, but it won't pass to the demon king species.
So what do we do? The magic of darkness interferes with the spirit, the darkness I emit "links the senses" of the armored ant swarm is originally an ant monster of thin ego and group nature, accepting the link of senses almost without resistance.
The Queen Ant, who plays a role as a commander, is also reluctantly accepting the strengthening of the connection because she seems to have an ecological connection between her own childbirth and her consciousness.
"I'm sorry, I'll feed you."
And the darkness that is floating around me is about to be eaten nearby and connected to the half-dead horses... the number of horses that emit electric shocks and stab the horses is 10. The armored ants, who had been equally devoured by all the flocks, spasmed and held their breath on the spot, with so much pain that the creature would die of shock.
And the dead armored ants, the sensorially connected feeling, numbered about 10,000... the queen ant, who was forced to feel the pain all of it felt, was stuck for a moment thinking that it had trembled.
That breeding capacity doesn't mean 10,000 ants under the wing, probably spreading across a wide area like ants, gathering food?
Gather the resentment of the dead ants floating around so that they cannot be seen by the people around them. Insects have no emotions, but they gather quite a bit when they die of pain. After all, the resentment of the demon king species is so great that even I can't stand it.
Instead of cursing my grievances as a weak and short deadline based on where I am, I simply build a vast monster payment in a wide area.
Salima Perspective
The moment the demon king species sounded and fell, even for a moment, my head turned pure white. 'Cause it is, isn't it? Just a few seconds ago, I decided to throw my men away.
"Anybody hurt? If he's intact or slightly injured, find the horse that escaped."
"... hah! Guys, how long have you been fucked?
Watch out, watch out, my men are all idiots, so I need you to hold on tight. Luckily, the armored ants ignored the humans and targeted the horses first. Thanks to them, no one was injured and no one died.
Still, the Demon King species... the Demon King species of armor is the "Steel Ant Emperor Parapones" that has reigned in the corner of the Liettenb Empire for 300 years. Why did you come all this way? There are many patterns of monsters moving their territory without food or being driven out by stronger ones, but is it a demon king species that has lived on a boulder for 300 years?
Certainly there were some brave men born in the historic kingdom of God, and even if they led their armies to the crusade, the defeat of Parapones would not have come true. I've heard that in my bedtime story from a guy from the Empire.
Well, I'm not very smart, so I can't help thinking about it. It's more constructive to focus on work than on someone who's already been defeated.
"I'll retrieve the ant material on my way home. If I leave it alone, I won't worry about being eaten too hard, and if I take too many, I won't have a problem. In the meantime, get back so that the carriage can pass."
Some of them were about to dismantle, but they hurried out the ants in a hurry.
What do you use ants for? You want some?
I don't want to eat you, the savior of life who killed the demon king seed said something strangely out of focus.
"The outer shell of the armor is mixed with iron and the weight stays the same, and the strength jumps. It becomes a metal called magic steel, and not only is it sturdy, but also has a considerable resistance to magic, making it ideal for armor and shield materials."
The more resistant an individual grows, so it's like a treasure mountain with so many adults. Not to mention the material of the Demon King, the strength is not strange even if it nullifies any magic... Let's split the material of the Demon King for a moment.
I wonder how many hundreds or even thousands of magic steel metal armor can be made with this much? If your men equip you, you have a better chance of surviving the battlefield... Oops, now's not the time to think about that. It was Lord Chris who basically defeated him.
"Since the attackers will prepare for the camp after confirming the damage, why don't Chris just retrieve the Demon King's nucleus?
"I'll put it in the storage space and have someone do it later. I don't want to touch insects or anything, let alone queen ants."
Surely I don't want to touch the belly of that Buyo Buyo, but I can use the hero who defeated the Demon King. Would you like to rest with your daughters? Nh, that's....
"Then console the ladies who were scared."
Don't hesitate to peek through the carriage window, I saw Princess Roufey, but I don't know. Before the raid, I was just looking at a man who was interested in flickering, but it's the maiden who's completely in love. I don't remember when I was a kid, but when I was a kid, I had trouble eating it, and I only remembered fighting.
"We're going to camp a little further, and those who are empty should get ready. Today is a celebration of being on the scene of defeating the Demon King. Let's go luxurious a bit."
I suppose I was able to get back on my feet while I was busy, and I received a bold reply to your instructions. Some of them were trying to get a drink, so I beat them up, you idiots don't drink during escort duty.
Chris Perspective
After the demon king species crusade, Princess Roufey's skinships have gradually increased, mainly for lower body reasons.
It's like my sister missed you and smiles as you hug your arms and hips with your cheeks red. However, if I can push my swollen chest, I will definitely become conscious as a woman, and I want you to stop licking my fingers, face and pepper. I resent myself for getting excited thinking I shouldn't.
That amount of unevenness will be eliminated by Olivia and the others at night, not to worry about being peeked around the carriage where we sleep, not to mention the monster paying, the beast paying, the bug paying, and the human paying. Well, unless it's a piece of equipment worn by the royal class that nullifies mental interference, there's no way that Princess Roufey would sneak out of the carriage and peek.
---it's a shatter.
Today I decided to have sex outdoors, not in a carriage. That's because Deane told me about Olivia's first experience.
"Nmumhhhh...."
"Pecha pecha... fufu, even though you ejaculate into our vagina many times every night, you're doing a lot better tonight."
In a dark forest with only a small light source, he is served by two wives. Outdoors today, you will kneel in front of me in your dress and blow me off.
"I'm obsessed with you guys, just showing me how erotic you are, and I'll roll over and over again."
I stroke the two touchy hairs that serve me. I can't stand to look at me with joy.
--Chuck chuck chuck chuck chuck chuck
The forest that wiped out all the bugs by magic was creepy and quiet with only a faint scratch of leaves. In that way, only the slutty sound of water blowing on my geek resonates.
"Nchu... hahaha... Chris, please let me out."
"Chupo Chupo... nnh..."
Olivia, who had my meat stick in her mouth, looked at me with melted eyes. Looks like you want Olivia to let me cum like this. Olivia gives top priority to my intentions when having sex, but she really likes to cum in her mouth.
"Let's go, put my semen in your mouth."
Grabbing Olivia's head with both hands increases the pace of masturbation. A beautiful girl like Olivia clinging to my waist and desperately encouraging a blowjob is about to come.
--Doppu, doppu, doppu....
Phew... Olivia keeps her mouth away from the orgasm and drinks the semen. Diane crawls the tip of her tongue into her urethra and licks the rest of her semen. Even though you just came, you're overwhelmed again by Diane's tongue.
Put your hands on the tree, both of you. Point your ass this way.
They lift up their dress skirts and expose their buttocks and genitals side by side. Fufu, you both know what I like about not wearing underwear.
"Olivia was first yesterday, so I can insert it from Deanne today."
In the woods where people pay, in the darkness where there is only a blurry light source, my white and glowing buttocks and my fingers overflowing with love liquid stimulate more sensuality.
"I'm glad... please give Deanne Chris's big, playful dick"
Diane pointed her shaped buttocks out and pointed her eyes at me in an easy-to-insert position. When I insert my already erect geek to the maximum, it's soft and sometimes tightens to welcome me in.
"Nhah! Ahhh... if Chris... nnhh... you'll always get along with the princess on the way... cumming!
From the beginning, do not hit your hips hard, slowly repeat the insertion while enjoying the feeling of Diane's vagina. At the same time, Olivia caresses sensitive secrets with her fingers.
"Ahhhhhhh, Milord... no! I can't just cut my fingers, please let me cum with Milord's dick."
Olivia's fingers aren't enough, either. She sticks her ass out and asks for an insertion. Fufu, it's great to have two gorgeous girls shake their butts. It's fresh and good to get laid, and it has a different eroticism than naked clothes.
"I'd like to make Olivia's request come true, but I'll wait a little longer, and if you make Deane crazy, I'll insert it right away."
Bread, bread, bread, chazz, chug, chug, chug.
The lewd sound of Deanne's love juice spilling as if she had already leaked, mixed with my geek, reverberates in the night forest....
Roufey Perspective
"Ahhh, your master's dick is hitting me, it's hitting my womb"
Ah, when we were talking on the road, Deanne, who had the charm of a glorious adult, raised such a slutty voice... Chris was ecstatic, too.
Bread, bread, bread.
Even I can hear the sound of hitting my crotch and buttocks hidden. I'm replacing Deanne with myself... and Chris is telling me that... just like Deanne...
---Jun...... taaa
No, there's a little water from your crotch again... but it's okay, I've got a towel for wiping with the exact same pattern of underwear. I didn't intend to wear my underwear so I wouldn't find out, but when I went out, I had no choice but to soothe myself and calm down.
"Fuaa... it feels so good! It feels so good... ahhhhhh! Your husband told us he was obsessed with us... me, me and Olivia... and he's obsessed with you. I love it! I love it! I love you, Master."
"Hah hah hah...."
I wonder why, my breath gets rough, my chest hurts because of Deanne's thoughts for Chris... I felt a tingling when I tried stroking my tits.
Your body is hot and your head is tingling. I wore a long-sleeved cardigan to avoid being bitten by insects or scratched by plants, but I couldn't bear to take it off.
It is true that my breasts have grown slightly recently, but my nipples exposed to the night breeze are getting bigger! This didn't happen when I touched it in the bath... but when I touched my chest again...
---It's twitching!
"Nnh! Nnh!
What's the matter? This sensation can't stop you from playing with your boobs! Oh no! I can't believe the water's coming out again. I wipe my strangely viscous little water with a towel and wipe my crotch....
"Ahhhh! Let's cum together... together! I'm pouring Master's child into my womb and cumming!"
----twitching twitching twitching!!
Surprised by Deanne's screaming voice, a thunderbolt-like impact runs through my body! Ah, my feet are tickling, I can't stop the water from my crotch!
"Hahahahahaha...."
After breathing and turning to Chris again, Olivia hits her buttocks and crotch in the same position as Deanne. The difference is that Chris is stroking Olivia's tits.
"Haahn! Haah, if it feels so good, I'll cum right away! I'm being teased... nnnnhhhhh!!
Olivia, who is clear and calm, is agonized as if she were someone else. Is it amazing what you're doing right now?
Your hand is unconsciously reaching out to your crotch, I didn't forget the shock earlier... but I wonder why your crotch is cut. Just touching it makes me jinx.
When I realize it, I can't stop stroking, rubbing and playing with my fingers where the water comes out. If you imagine that Olivia is doing something to herself, you'll be overflowing with water.
"Khun... Khun... I'm cut... hahahahaha, Chris... Chris... Rufay... Rufay... Khun..."
You can't stop playing with your crotch. If you rub your chest without cutting it, the shock will run all over your body again.
"Ahhh... you're going to let me out! Please let me cum with Milord's dick...! I'm gonna have a baby! I'm going to get pregnant with Milord's dick."
Kids... every night is about having kids! For a moment I imagine. I'm holding the baby, and Chris is holding my shoulders with a smile.....
----twitching twitching!!
"Fufufu... hahaha..."
You will inadvertently sit in a shock that is unparalleled. Oh, my dress got dirty with water. What the hell happened to me? So, you're sick or something? I can't marry a sick man... I can't go in like this, I need to talk to Foxy, the minister who can magically communicate with my country, and ask your father to arrange a doctor.
I will return to the carriage to avoid being noticed by Chris, who is making children in the woods. On the way, of course, I threw dirty underwear and towels into the grass. But why aren't the guards here until we get back to the carriage?