Dragon’s Legacy

Dragon Lunamos

In fact, the situation was just a normal human being. Margie was deep and dislodged to have a sculpture-like body and penis, but she was essentially human. Nevertheless, the nobles and the royal family recognized the poem as the master of Lunamos and a divine being leading the entire universe, so they felt trembling and awe in their ordinary form.

Following the attendants, the nobles who called them "me" walked in the hallway. Then I searched for magical items in Quezron's castle. It didn't matter, but there was nothing wrong with having a helpful item.

A search results in one item. The poem moved the item to the subspace.

The holy woman, the knight commander, and the poem who led the four princesses and five princesses calmly walked up the stairs and arrived at the place the emperor had been waiting for. A large area protruding out into the outdoor space, like a balcony, was situated high enough to give a glimpse of the citizens who were gathering in the vicinity.

“The Great One has arrived. ”

The emperor sat on a fancy, expensive chair, and when the servant informed him that the situation had come, he got down from the chair and knelt on his knees and took an example. It was an example of what Lunamos used to do once a year.

“Thank you for taking such a difficult step to see the citizens. If you stand here and wave a hand, it will be a great comfort to the weary and weary citizens. ”

The emperor asked the poem politely.

“Is that going to work? ”

“Then what kind of...”

The words of the poem embarrassed the emperor.

“Look at this. ”

The poem looked down at the castle. As the sun was setting, the citizens were gathering endlessly into the castle. At first glance, I didn't even know how many people gathered.

Citizens stared right through the balcony at the middle of the tall castle and began to murmur, asking if it was Lunamos, when the emperor was setting an example for the young man with the identity.

“Are you Lunamos? ”

“Lunamos is a woman. He looks like a man. ”

When Lunamos made a fuss that he was not right, the poem jumped up and flew into the air. I was still immature, but I was able to fly over the citizens naturally.

Then I pulled out the magic tools I found earlier in the subspace.

[Megan's Amplified Microphone: A microphone that not only amplifies the voice, but also amplifies and spreads the magical power of the voice. Magic power must be infused before use.]

A microphone that spreads its voice and amplifies its magical power. Take a small microphone the size of a finger and stick it to your mouth like a goddamned magnet.

He then pulled Margie up, activated the magical circuit, and injected Margie into the amplified microphone of the METHEM. The microphone setting in the field of view is simple. I raised the maximum range for sound to be heard far away. Margaery did quite well, but it was not a burden on the current poem.

“Ah, can you hear me? ”

The voice of the poem spreads throughout the city.

Those who heard the voices looked at the poem floating in the air, dumbfounded.

“I'll let you know as soon as you want to know who I am. I am the master of Lunamos, and I have come to save this world from the Demon King instead of Lunamos. ”

The poem told people as usual. Although there are so many people gathered that it is not even comparable to university announcements, the situation is not very tense.

The people who had been frustrated for a while shouted aloud when they heard that Lunamos' master had come to the world to save the Demon King. As if it were contagious, all the people in the city cried out in joy. This made me feel like I was at a concert.

“I have come here to thank both of you for the earnest request of the paladin, Rufelin, and the Lady Rosilin. And the Demon King will be out in the sand by tomorrow, so just wait a little while. ”

Although he did not feel any authority at all, the citizens wept with great cheer at the words of the poem, and the emperor and the prince, the princess and the noble royal family standing next to him also applauded and were genuinely pleased.

Unlike the situation where we had just captured hundreds of thousands of monsters, everyone who was gathered here for many years was gathering in the capital at the risk of demolishing the entire foundation of life and passing through life. That's why it was natural to be moved and rejoiced after listening to the poem saying that he would catch the Demon King.

“And for those of you who have suffered tiredly in battle with the Demon King, let me sing you a powerful song. ”

I simply waved on the balcony, but I wanted to do something to comfort those who suffer. That's why I thought of singing. A song that also heals and energizes the mind.

The poem temporarily turned off the microphone and used words. I gave a magical power to the voices of the people listening to the song. Unlike magic in certain forms, the terminology was able to freely use this desired magic.

After using the terminology, the microphone volume increased to make it feel like a concert venue. And the sound spread as far as possible. You're all set. Your magic won't take long, but you can sing a few songs.

The poem took a deep breath and began to sing.

“Born into an armpit as a dashing son...”

Even if I tried to sing a proper song, all I could think about in this situation was the soldiers I had learned in the past. I didn't sing a love song in this difficult situation. I don't know if it would fit, but I had to call the military on a crowd of people.

The sun is slowly setting and magic lights are coming in. The voice of the beautiful poem spread in the city as it was getting darker. Citizens wept in awe as they watched the divine melody.

“Ah... Cindy. ”

“Thank you... thank you so much...”

People listened to the poem and were endlessly grateful.

“Mo, my body is energizing! ”

“This is the song of God! ”

The more I heard, the more energy rose from my body and my exhausted mind recovered. Those who were assimilated by the sacred songs and beautiful voices raised an example towards the poem with hot tears.

“That really is the voice of God. ”

“Ah, emperor, there is such a beautiful sound in the world. ”

The emperor and the emperors also listened to the song of the poem with trembling. Just hearing it gave me strength and my heart trembled. I feel so luscious, beautiful, and encouraged by this song.

“I can't believe I kissed such a great man. ”

Raviola stares at the city with an impressive look as she shed tears. The image of the poem singing steadfastly in the reddish sky as the sun set seemed to be an illusion. It was like a dream that I just kissed the poem and touched my heart.

So the poem finished the song after singing two more soldiers in a row.

“Come on, everybody. ”

In a word, the poem came down to the emperor's place.

“That's enough, right? ”

“Ah, thank you for God's grace. Thank you so much for such a glorious grace for us humble people. ”

The emperor thanked the poet several times.

“I was just singing. Now I'm gonna go in and get some rest, so take care of it. ”

“Very well. What would you like to eat? ”

The emperor asked the poet how to eat, and the surrounding emperors and princesses looked in amazement. I can't believe the emperor even said that!

“Put Bob in my room. I'll eat with the girls. Then I'll go. You guys come with me. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

As the poem walks, Rosilin quickly replies and follows, followed by a quick walk to Rufelin, Sylphina and Laviola.

“God has sung a glorious song for us. Now, to celebrate this historic day, give our citizens food and drink! ”

The emperor shouted, and the servants soon moved and distributed food and liquor to the citizens.

The festival started, but I took the women back to my room without caring about the situation.

I spent quite a bit of Margie today, but I was a little tired.

When I came into the room and lay in bed, I remembered singing just now. I was a little embarrassed to call the military in front of all those people, but they didn't know what to think.

“How was the song? Were you okay?”

The poem asked the women who followed.

“It was a beautiful and sacred song. ”

Rosilin said it was sacred.

“When I was listening to the song, my heart was burning. It was a strong song. ”

Rupelin said she was very energetic.

“The Pope was so cool, I couldn't open my eyes. Oh, you were so beautiful. ”

Sylphina was not very interested in the song.

“I once again felt deep and deep gratitude and goodness to the great being who listened to the holy and beautiful song and gave great grace to humble beings like me. ”

Raviola had a long speech, as always.

Anyway, everyone felt that there was nothing wrong with the song. You may have felt strange at first, but you wouldn't have said it so easily.

The poem was hard, but I heard that I brought food with a knock, touching my chest on my clothes while holding the women again.

When they asked me to come in, several servants came and left large tables and chairs, and placed various dishes on the table and retreated. A tasty meal was prepared in no time.

“Feed me.”

The poem sat at the table and told Rosilin who was sitting next to him. I wouldn't normally do this, but I wanted to do this for a reason because I'm here.

“I understand.”

Rosilin tried to take a fork and feed it to the poet.

“Not that, but with your mouth. ”

“Y-you mean with your mouth? Oh, I see. ”

The poem asked him to feed it with his mouth, but he was greatly embarrassed and did not refuse, so he asked the poet to take the meat he had dipped in fork with his teeth. My lips trembled with shame.

The poem took the meat and kissed Rosilin gently. I felt strangely good whenever I made her do this shameful thing because she was a saint.

In this way, the poem finished the meal by eating food with the mouths of women. To be honest, it didn't suit my tastes, but I was decent to eat because it was fun.

I ate all my food and called the servant to clear the prize.

“Now that I've lost, shall we all take a bath together? ”

It was the time the poem had been waiting for.

“Dear Pope, I'll get you some warm water. You're gonna be so happy. ”

Sylphina smiles widely and receives water in a spacious bath prepared next to her. I feel like I'm smoking.

The poem immediately undressed to get into the bath. A sculptural muscle is revealed and a giant penis, like an artwork, appears.

“Yuck!”

“Ah!”

“... ”

Raviola, Rosilin, and Rufelin scream, looking at the naked body of the poem. The poet probably already took off his clothes, so everyone was surprised and turned their heads, but the penis of the poet never left his head.

“Don't just turn your heads. Take them off quickly. Let's take a bath together.”

“Oh, I see. ”

In the words of the poem, I took off my clothes carefully, not daring to reject all three. I was okay because I showed so many breasts before, but I was too ashamed to show my vagina. Nevertheless, I took off all my underwear with trembling hands.

Soon after she was ready, Sylphina took off her clothes and all four women became naked. Ashamed, Rosalind and Ruffelin cover their vaginas slightly, but Raviola is shy and not shy.

The poem took them inside the bag and sat down. The water sinks to the vicinity of the stomach like a half-bath.

Then Sylphina came up and sprayed water on her chest and sprayed it with her hands. After enjoying the bath in some way, it seemed to give me a joyful rub with my hands, sprinkling water like this.

“Wait. Let's do something more fun than this. ”

“Yes? More fun? ”

Sylphina, who sprinkled water, asked.

The poet took Rosilin, who was sitting quietly, without saying anything, and sat down at the top of the bath. Then I spread my legs as wide as I could. After the bridge opened, naturally, Rosilin's pure vagina was revealed.

“Ah…”

In this embarrassing situation, Rosilin blushes red again and closes her eyes.

“Let me give you a simple sexual education. Do you know what babies look like? ”

“I know! ”

Sylphina immediately replied.

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