Dungeon+Harem+Master

What jumped into the collector's ear was an unusual sound.

I turned up the inlet full of force to blow away the stray.

Moments, I can't believe the sight in my eyes, and my brain shows intense rejection.

The body adhered to the spot as if frozen, and fell into a state of suspension of thought.

There were four men and one well-behaved woman tangled in an unwrapped manner.

"You're lying."

Bright brown hair and ultramarine blue eyes loom for a big picture.

"Meriandale"

The collector's consciousness sounded hard and smashed to pieces.

The man's wild voice sounded.

It was lit like midday inside with cantera light placed on the ceiling and four corners.

A raw odor like a slight beast punches his nose in the side.

I was exposed to a unique heat, and my forehead poured with sweat.

The interior is a surprisingly relaxing space.

Her gaze was naturally drawn to the woman sitting on her back in the centre.

Stay frozen and gaze away at the behavior of the meat mass.

The collector had come to one conclusion at the same time that the men's movements ceased.

No, he said.

I can say for sure.

The woman in front of me looks terribly like Meryandale, both in her voice and in her figure, but she's a completely different person.

Otherwise, he would have slashed and dumped all the men in the first moment.

Calmly, there were two voices and faces, but there were countless traces of abuse habitually suffered throughout the woman's body. I saw Meryandale's back and flank half-naked in the bathroom, but there were no more moles or scars. Additionally, the waist area, glutes, legs and ankles are much tighter than Meryandale's flesh. They were a way of building muscles that were routinely seen by those who tortured their bodies.

Reminds me of the advice of Kirishima and Boris.

They knew what was being done in this tent.

I knew it and stopped it.

The treasurer felt the presence of an uninterrupted malice.

Keep your emotions down.

Now is not the time to end it all.

Until we establish the existence of this malice, outbursts will not be tolerated.

The girl, similar to Meryandale, gave a fuzzy vain look as she smeared her face with semen.

It didn't resemble anything from the frenzy earlier, it was frivolous. Naturally, a fine twinkle leaked.

Who the hell are you?

"Do you want to know"

Lord of voices. It was so real that I didn't even have to be sure.

The collector looks back slowly and turns his gaze towards Fulcanelli's face.

It was a clear smile, with no consignment whatsoever.

"Ooh, ooh. It certainly sounded like I wanted to know who that woman was."

The men who noticed the presence of Fulcanelli moved away from the woman.

There are men who realized the existence of the treasurer but did not try to stop acting.

"Oh. Definitely. Full canelli, tell me. Who the hell is that woman like your sister in there?

"Ugh, ugh."

Fulcanelli laughed even strangely as he stepped inside, covering his own eyes with one hand. Holding the dirty girl's shoulder attracts her and kisses her forehead. When he took the silver collar off his lumbar bag, he inserted it into the woman's neck.

"It would be a masterpiece. Shall I introduce you, then, she's Reese? A member of this squad's history, a goddess presence of men. This is my purchased sex slave. By the way, you should be face-to-face, too. It might be a little hard to understand if you were wearing a mask like that."

Monk women appeared on the back of the zodiac's brain. Sure, in that one, I only know about the back length. I noticed my stupidity and bite hard.

"Hey, let me borrow some slack."

When the collector invited Fulcanelli, he moved away from the tent, which was no longer but abominable. At the edge of my sight I saw the men take a woman's wrist. Consciously early.

"Nothing. It's fine here, right? Look, I'm sure they won't mind either."

"Let it go. Shut up and follow me."

I guess liquor is still serving at the banquet.

I heard a loud, bickering noise interrupting.

The collector bites his bumpless anger to death behind his chest.

I exhaled loudly and pushed the sight of earlier into the back of my head.

Even if I knew I was someone else, I couldn't stop being angry.

He lowered his back to a nearby rock as he scratched his hair and set a lantern at his feet.

A blurred, pale light reflects the cool eye area of Fulcanelli.

When I realized it, I was silent and exposed to the gaze of a pregnant killer.

"Oh. Nice, that face. Cland, I really wanted to see that face. I only brought a man like you into my company because I wanted to see his face. My precious sister, Maryandale, has a face filled with the wrath of a rotten, despicable little cunt."

"Hey. Well, no. Because anyone would think so if there was a Locudenasi like me around in their own family. So, as to keep that story aside. I'm talking about an earlier slave woman."

"What is it? Oh, if you want to use it, be my guest. I won't stop you. I'll get along better with my members."

As hole brothers.

The lines in my brain came together and I burned out a few bottles.

"Don't tear it up!

"Oh. What are you angry about? No way, you, you're not a virgin, are you? Ha. Ma, if you only know about a businesswoman, can you make a mistake against my Merrian? Anyway, there's no woman on earth as beautiful and gentle as she is."

"I don't care about that story. All right? I can't believe I've been stuck in a hole like this forever, and even a woman can't help but hold me. The woman just now. If Reese is your slave, he understands that whatever you do to the guys at the party, it's not my mouth. But that's all you have to answer. Why?"

"Why?

"Why, more than anything else, do you need to go out of your way to buy a fucking slave that looks just like your real sister. You didn't think about how Mary would feel if you knew Reese existed!!

"Yeah, I thought about it. I thought about it no more. On top of that, I bought a lease."

"What the hell. I know how to be so blatant. Severe Cisco bastard. You're the one who threatened me with sending those bachemonts to Tickle and Mary."

The collector brought up the craigolem and dirt giving dogs against Fulcanelli, but Fulcanelli just frowned like a well-groomed human being.

"Bucket stuff? Hey, that's not where I sense it at all. Isn't that your mistake?"

"Cut off the know-how and the syrah. You're crazy. Doesn't purposefully mean you bought a woman who looks just like her because you liked Reese a lot? Besides, I can't imagine letting a woman like my own sister be a toy to all the other men."

"I don't think so. In the first place, I made Reese a part of this party because I was tired of holding her."

"What? No, I wonder if my ears are feeling a little strange. I've just heard the impossible. Please go again. How dare you?"

"He's a bloody bad guy. Reese is tired of me holding him, so I suggested we all use him."

Fulcanelli's eyes were glistening reflecting the light of guilla and lantern in the darkness.

"You had a woman who looked like your real sister? Oh no..."

"Yeah. It was fun at first. But when I finished tutoring you as one, you got bored somehow. Reese listens to everything. That's what you do, behind your feet or whatever, when it comes to licking the more you fumble, the more hours you lick it through. Without one disgusting face. But then you're too obedient and boring. After all, fakes are only fake as they are perceived. So if I'm not real anymore, I can't stand it anymore. Unless it's real."

When the collector instinctively pulled himself back, he distorted his face and leaked the crush.

"... crazy"

Come to think of it, it didn't go far as to threaten her right after she resumed to Fulcanelli.

It was unacceptable from the collector's ethic, such as using a sexual slave just like his real sister as a gateway to his passion and even giving his back to other men like tools.

"Ha! You don't understand what's crazy. What I was holding was just another woman who looked terribly like Meryandale. The world doesn't have any reprehensible muscles. So to speak, it's a compensatory act of love. No, I fully understand. The worst habit in the world, just a bloody connection, of scorning and disparaging true love between men and women! My sister tried everything she could to find after Meryandale popped out of the house. It was difficult, but not impossible, to poke her whereabouts. But if I had to find it this way, it would trigger it! It is really difficult to trigger when to resume!!

Fulcanelli continued to speak rough and disjointed when his face turned bright red and his eyes peeled.

Adultery.

I swallowed my spit as I watched over my unusual obsession.

(But now I can easily understand how this guy behaves. Try the general ethics of the world at full canelli, and it doesn't matter. This guy looks at his real sister as a woman. That's all I'm saying about how I made sense, and I mean, it's just Meryandale and I fucked each other. But that doesn't work easily, so as an alternative (alternative), I used a woman called Reese).

"I don't care about your situation, but in short, I don't know what to look like to my sister who left the house. So every night you sent a craigolem to Mary's house, threatened her, rushed to her weak spot and tried to create a trigger."

"Hehe, so you don't know, about that. Ma, kland. I appreciate it. [M] Thanks to you, Me and Meryandale were destined to reunite. All I have to do is ask you, the terminal, to leave."

"It's Temei who's leaving. All you have to do is make Merry your own thing."

"Kland.You don't understand me at all. It's easy for me to take Meryandale and force it to be a thing. But you know why I didn't do it? It's not just her body I need, it's my heart. Meryandale has to jump over a hedge of flesh parents to love me."

"If I have to?

"It's impossible to conceive, show mercy, keep raising my child!

"Apparently, my sensors weren't broken. I don't know if you're my sister or my brother, but it doesn't matter anymore. If we don't, we're just men fighting over one woman."

When he rose from the Zao Man rock, he flinched his coat and laid his hands on the longsword “Black Lion” on his hips.

I immediately became murderous around me.

"I'll let you pull it out first. Or is that hip rapier Halibote?

"No, Klando. I'm just an alchemist. The arm of a sword can't possibly come true for you. There's no way it's gonna happen."

"Then just keep dying. Goodbye, bury the body properly."

"Threaten, then you better not"

It's not a threat.

"If I die, Meryandale will never forgive you."

"That's not true."

"Didn't you realize she relied cheaply on an unreliable man like you because of the rustle? Or are you mistaken for thinking you're a hot second to a woman? [M] Cland, while you were chasing Monk's daughters around, Meryandale's heart came back to me a lot. Me and Meryandale loved each other in the first place."

"I'm a liar, I'm not."

"Did I ever tell you why she left the house? Once, we loved her, but she was bound by one boring common sense."

"Lies."

"I'm not lying. Besides, we've loved each other many times already. She offered me her first time."

"It can't be. You delusional bastard."

"This is reality. But mourning that the intercession would not be tied, she abandoned herself to return to her normal sister and brother, and she left the house. What a self-sacrifice. Oh, my Meryandale. You know what? Now, even if love is not fulfilled, it's also true that we are sisters and brothers. In her there is a mixture of me, her companion, and me as her sweet brother. If she kills her brother, she won't forgive you."

"You cowardly prophylaxis. What are you going to do now?"

"I will definitely bring Meryandale back to my parents."

"Pulling Mary back home? Then, what are you going to do? Do you want to do something that didn't happen to me and give it to my wife?"

"Haaaa!? Why do you have to feed my Meryandale on a red stick of others! Don't joke, don't joke! She's gonna live with me forever! Don't let my daughter-in-law do anything! If I were a parent, that would be easy. In order to do so, we must definitely reach the Dragon Vein of the Seventh Hierarchy, which is our destination! Secrets Ugh, I'm going to make Eleusius' secret a success for no one! Shit, I'm not gonna fall for it. I'm gonna prove it! I'm the eldest son and rightful heir to the prestigious Carlier family. There's the Cain one, and he wants to take everything away from me. I'm going to my brother's! I was supposed to get... honor... love... everything... everything..."

"Oh, my God, he's so cute."

Fulcanelli suddenly reached the boiling point of his anger, screaming for things that didn't make sense.

Both eyes cloudy and lean towards the center, tearing their nails and beginning to twinkle the bumps and the unexplained wording. He was a typical anomalist. There, I couldn't even find Kakera, the good young man I felt when I first met him.

Completely broke.

That was creepy enough to see a nearly collapsed statue.

(This is Akan. There's no point in being at this party anymore. There's no point in slashing it. Let's take Merry and deflect it early. Much)

The collector left the full canelli standing on the spot as he dazzled at the void, returning to the banquet seat. In the rear, a madman who was supposed to have lost consciousness stared at its back with feverish eyes.

When the collector returned to the banquet seat, the venue was confused.

"Hey, what's going on!

Together they looked like they were speaking up as they surrounded one woman.

Everyone sends a gaze of condemnation when they confirm the collector.

It was not unfounded anger, but a firm and strong belief held by those who were aware of the robust justice that supported them.

"Hey, what's up, man?"

"Oh, you can lower that knob."

"Saitae, sir."

"You're kidding me, Davo."

"Fuck you guys."

"Hey. What's going on? Sapphire for me."

When the collector dropped his gaze, there was an appearance of Monk's Liliera in the centre of the hedge who had been bickering until earlier.

Little by little in the light of the burning fire.

Her monk's coat is heavily slit through her chest and her hem is worn out like a slit.

Wimples and masks that had their heads covered in their faces had been chopped a thousand pieces like they had been stripped off, long blonde hair disturbed and their long chopped eyes swollen bright red.

"Ahhh!!

"Hey, with Doyuko?

Liliera cried out as if she had turned bright blue and caught fire when she saw the treasurer's face.

He's trembling and whimpering all over his body when he leads to Arianna beside him.

"Ahhh! Clandon is ah!! Whoa, whoa! Away, all of a sudden! Listen to me. Huh? Forcing weird stuff. No, I said mouth it. Eh! We need to be quiet. Whoa! I'm gonna kill you!

"I won't allow it. This is how you see Liliera. My best friend! Holy coward!!

Arianna burst her eyes bright red with anger and shouted in a narrative.

Whenever the scream sounded, the people around them were driven by outrage and became more intimidating.

The temperature of the peripheral gaze staring at the zodiac drops in the gutter.

The scrotum tightened slowly and her throat dried to a crisp.

I don't know what this is, but I have a bad feeling!!

"Ah."

As I wandered my gaze, I found Meryandale across the hedge.

She wore clothes securely and the mess was not as hairy.

I was asexually relieved when I said this was the situation.

Meryandale and Reese are completely different people.

The gaze is staggered.

I don't know, I guess I was expecting something to defend myself.

What the collector saw in her eyes was slight contempt, strong anger, and rejection.

Once he walked over to the collector, Meryandale stretched his cheeks vigorously.

Pan, and a dry sound rang.

"Minimum…"

"Merry."

"Don't call me casual. I missed it."

Do you? I wonder what that means, this super-development.

"No, I didn't do it. Hey, eh!! Believe me, Mary!

I saw a wolfed color in Meryandale's eyes.

I could see in one shot how she felt about doing something sooner.

"Uh. But me, too, so, but... Fulcanelli."

The surrounding rings shrink jizzily.

No, they definitely framed me! From the start, that bastard deserved this!!

Other members are stopping Meryandale from trying to get close to the collector.

Not that it was evil. I couldn't kill a member from one end.

"Be quiet, you rapist."

"The enemy of a woman, it is!

"Why did you do this?"

The collector arrived here and finally realized it.

to the fact that I was the only one who stuck from my head in a hole reserved for my surroundings.

"Still, I didn't do it."

Unfortunately no dream team of lawyers was formed to save the treasurer.

"Yeah, this is it."

If you realize it, the collector was wrapped up as the perpetrator of the rape of Liliera.

The party is, naturally, a forced departure.

Meryandale, the only one who was supposed to cover me, also moved with the core members.

Though it was like being dragged in half.

From the reaction to the last call, distrust of the possessor was not a hundred percent.

(I just have to bet on Meriandale. But it's true that I was persistent with Liliera. At least if I can do something about this tying alone)

Apparently, they're supposed to be transferred to the guild when they reach the end of the fourth tier and transferred from the Wang capital to the law court. It seems that defiling priests in this world is a pretty heavy sin. Guilty is superb here.

"Well, you're the lookout."

I looked at the monk in front of me with it wrapped up.

He wore a mask deep in his black monk coat and completely erased his personality.

A good deal of time has passed since the party left, but not a single thing has come to my mouth.

Flukanelli's slave, it was Reese.

The rope that binds the collector is tangling his wrists and feet in a special way, making it harder for him to enter the force. At least it was impossible to escape without a blade.

"I know it's absolutely useless and I'm going to ask. Could a miracle happen that you can untie this rope, Ali?

Reese doesn't move while holding the staff.

It was completely identical to the surrounding background.

"Oh, totally ignored. Really? Is that the direction you're going? Unfortunately, you guys really want to piss me off. I am the king who reigns in the labyrinth. Namely, give me the future Dungeon Harlem Master!! Humph!!

The collector can put as much power into both wrists as he can.

When he stood up against the rock wall in anger, he chewed his back teeth hard with a blue muscle on his forehead.

"Oh, oh? What, you changed your mind?

When I look at him, Reese comes in silently with Totetote. She gently pushed the shoulder of the collector, who was barely upright in an imbecile state, as she protruded her fingertips gently.

"How's it going!?

Inevitably, he falls and falls unnecessarily out of balance.

The collector wept in pain when he punched him in the face from the face to the ground.

"What the fuck!

Momentum well up your face. The collector was a little surprised to see the lease.

The girl's eyes loosening pleasantly, wondering if everything was emotionless like a doll.

The sparkle of beautiful eyes, like the collection of the lake water ethers, was nothing less innocent than Meryandale.

"Whoa, whoa. What are you choking me out of, you perverted rapist? Ahhh?

"Yeah, well, she's our own meat potty. If you use it on your own, you won't get paid. Er... Pretty expensive, by the way, huh?

Emotions could disappear again from Reese's eyes at the same time as he could hear the inferior men.

Everything is frozen up like a lost will doll. When the collector raised his face, there was the face of the adventurers who were mausolering Reese in the tent.

"Hey. Shall I ask you for pricing for once? I'll sue you if you're botched."

"Right. Mr. Fulcanelli asked me to buy it with your life. By the way, I won't allow you to pay for it."

As the collector pointed his lips, he whistled with Hugh.