Dungeon+Harem+Master

Makarochiv immediately transferred the Lord's command to execution. He summoned Spiridon, the first arm, to find out about the adventurer who would be Simon Klund.

Spiridon was a warrior man with no arm strength but unusually light footwork with a quick head spin. In addition to being from a dark city, his face is wide. It would have been easy to determine if only we knew the age, occupation and name of the subject.

When he grabbed Simon Klund's address, Makarochiv immediately formed an offensive team.

"But maybe. This guy is pretty nasty."

The liver sitting spiridon reads out information about Simon Klund.

I see, there is no reason for him to tremble when he was a third-rate villain. It seems that the adventurer of the clandestine name also has connections with the bishops of Cecilio and the Romless Church, renters of Reesfield Street. Avoid as much danger as you can. Shitty work turns to people. Because the weak have kept the iron rule of survival, they have lived forever to this day. Spiridon's nose was accurate in that regard.

"Even if Yasa is cracked, it's a bad way to strike directly"

Makarochiv deepened the crease between his eyebrows as he eased the purple smoke from the cigar.

The power of the Church is particularly troublesome. I can't even scratch the beloved Lord's gorbot as much as a hairy one.

According to the survey, the mansion where Kland lives is also a property that has been turned around by church officials. It is also possible that if poorly stimulated, they will be followed persistently. It is the pinnacle of stupidity to contend with Romless religion with mighty power. You can't hit me bad.

But it's not like his mansion is in the middle of the city.

It would also have been convenient for Makarochiv if Klund hadn't been the type to pull into the house and take Zorozolo and his people around on the go.

Besides being an adventurer, I regularly show my face to the Adventurers Union (Alliance). It was indispensable for the selection of the raid point.

Mainly from what I've heard, my sister-in-law Rudge plans to meet up with a man named Klund at the Adventurers' Union (Guild) and dive into the dungeon after noon. I don't have much time left. I was asked to process it as soon as possible.

"Call the Barocco brothers"

"Um, brothers?"

Spiridon's face caught on to fear.

The Barocco brothers often use hand axes in twin killers. It was unmatched by cruelty, and it was known that if they piled up gold, they would not move one eyebrow from toddler to older adult and process it.

"That's right. At Attack Point, use bows and arrows to stop first. After that, Spiridon. You lead ten elite men. I hear he uses his sword inside. A spear would be nice to get. Then definitely bring him in alive. Your orders, Golbot. Look, don't let me down."

"Ha, yes, no!!

As Spyridon ran out of the room, Makarochiv sank himself deeply into the chair and closed his eyes.

I think of the Lord's Gorbot.

Black leather bread with macarotif.

The groin area immediately put up a tent.

Makarochiv was a fighter who was only capable of being strong.

No matter how much you keep winning, it's hard for a criminal ascending macarotif to leave the coliseum unless someone buys it off.

Golbot saved me from that.

"Oh, it's golbot. Well. I can't believe you bought up such a stinky, dirty, punchy fist slave."

Makarochiv wrapped a piece of cloth removed from the stationery as he freed the strained groin rage from the leather pan.

It is, of course, a stained brief borrowed from the Lord's Gorbot.

Makarochiv was gay and an extreme oyster maniac.

"Oh, golbot, oh, golbot, holy coat with little water, oh, no to this filthy me"

Makarochiv was delightfully delayed when he slackened his face with a pompous hole in his nose.

Makarochiv's taste was biased. He could only be excited about a man, and a subject who was middle-aged and extremely fat, had brittle hair that was white, poorly toothed and had a strong body odor.

This abnormal sexuality was attributed to the atrocities perpetrated by male monks planted in monasteries when he was young, and he could not stop, although he understood the abnormal things himself. I nod my face at the Lord's brief and inhale the odor all over my lungs. Severe odor spread all over the nasal cavity of Makarotif.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah, this is this. Yeah, yeah. Let's get back to life. Ugh!

The fierce odor of dying in shock simply by blushing the tip of his nose if he were a regular person was the scent of the supreme flowers blooming in the heavenly world for Makarotif. Whenever he aspirated air from the nose beam, the smell of scented fenfen and unsaid heavenly flowers rose in his lungs.

"Sweet Dew, Sweet Dew Oops!! Ugh!!

In his dark delight, Makarochiv deluded himself of the Lord's joyful face and shook with joy.

"You're here. That would be an adventurer."

From the top of a chopped cliff, Spiridon pointed to one man on a narrow path under his eyes.

I quickly turned one of my men over to the scouts to check it out.

"Heh. My brother is right, shallow black face. Dark eyes on dark hair. We weave our black coats and lower our long swords"

"Heh. Well, I'm sorry about that guy, but this is his day of life."

Spiridon wet his sweat with a red bandana wrapped around his forehead and pulled out his hips sword.

A cloudy atmosphere with no wind is precipitating. Summer is over, but the tightness of the sun doesn't show any fading. I even missed the chilled liquor.

When Spiridon silently pulls his jaw, the surrounding triplets move out.

The young men kept by the golbots immediately blocked four more before and after the road as they descended from the cliff with skillful foot judgment.

Hold the telescope you put on your hips and focus on what a man looks like.

He looked young and energetic but a woman seemed to like him.

"Do it!

At the same time as the signal, a hunter-up archer, who was next door, released his bow.

The distance is twenty meters at best.

If we were both skilled, we wouldn't have been in danger of shooting.

As the arrow cut the wind and ran, it stood in the shadow of a man.

Spiridon raises his voice and runs down the cliff.

There was already the figure of two men who had become an unspeakable piece of meat. Definitely my own men. Even if there was a difference in reach between the spears, they were quickly cut off.

Spiridon squeezed his butthole up cuddly, and this wasn't an easy opponent, causing a cold sweat to erupt all over his back.

"Oh, no, be quiet! Fuck Klando, Temeye's Gala is already over here! Drop your sword and raise your hands!

"Yes, you can't possibly be!

The man ignored Spiridon's advice and suddenly jumped.

The narrow path was filled, as the black coat spread its wings however.

When I wondered if the white blade had flashed, the man who was out front was double-crossed half the face of the spear and desperate. A bright red blood tide scattered on one side of the perimeter, covering his sight.

I'm not a militant otherwise. No, but I can't just run away before I've led everyone.

The moment Spiridon was half-covered by cowards, there were two shadows that jumped out of his back winding like a disease.

"Barocco brothers!!

My anger comes back to life as I glance at Spiridon's face.

The long-sleeved twins, wearing a gray mask, danced to their target with a hand axe, gleaming only their eyes.

The man turned to the machete.

Black sashimi moves horizontally.

Brother Barocco fed a harsh blow directly from the front as he moved his right arm like a windmill.

The kid, and the hard metal noise, the man's long sword happens to be bounced off.

The look of a man. Stained pale.

Subsequently, Barocco's brother, who was approaching him to hide behind his brother, added the slaughter.

The sound of wearing meat sounds dull.

"Yay!

Spiridon was cheering as he held both hands reflexively.

The man is pursuing his right arm with a vain gaze, cut off with a stunned look.

Two arrows standing on his back reflect bright white sunlight and lose shape.

"Not yet ahhh!!

"Do it. Eh!!

"Kill him!!

Immediately, the remaining men fall and attack the sleeping young man. Despite the large number, we lost all three of our people.

But his mighty enemy is no longer half dead in the hands of the Barocco brothers. The men repeatedly threw to anoint their flipped fears.

"Wait, wait! You can't kill me!!

If the halt to Spiridon was now a little late, the target youth would have died.

Failure of an order leads to your own death. When I put my men in charge of the bloody borough rag, I grab onto the carriage I had prepared.

Together, the order was fulfilled. Spiridon celebrated in his heart the success of the operation for now as he returned home shaken by the rough road.

Rudge was informed of his father-in-law's sudden change of condition shortly after he stepped out of a boarding carriage in front of the Adventurers Union (Alliance). The opponent, of course, is the youngest son used in the mansion. He crouched on the spot with a rough breath when he handed over the writ of his father-in-law's dedicated physician, Peshalot. The brush was rough, but it definitely belonged to an old known doctor.

When Rudge asked the servants to rent the horse, he rode himself back to the mansion. My father-in-law's medical condition is worrying. But it was something I knew for a long time. What occupied her mind more than that was her failure to fulfil the promises she had made to the collector she was meeting today.

(What have you floated about? in this emergency. I wouldn't have been interested in a man!

Rudge gripped the reins hard as he was severely upset by the movement of his mind.

Soon back home, he jumped off his horse and ran into the front entrance.

"This is..."

I notice anomalies at the same time. If the Lord's Lionel is in danger, the news should be with his relatives. Then what is this tranquility? On second thought, I can't see a single servant rushing around to work where the sun is.

- I got hit.

It was already too late when Rudge's ability to perceive the crisis at the root of the organism worked.

Looking back. I can see men slowly approaching with about seven swords and knives in their hands, who are obviously not steadfast.

Besides, Rudge was calm. Inside her is Astro Grimoire, a star magic book my grandfather left me. So I had the strength to be alone at all times.

As long as I have this book, my grandfather can always help me. There is no such thing as ten or twenty rogues.

"Yeah. Sasu, but on my sister-in-law. A normal lady would not be surprised if she just saw the situation and couldn't move because she cried out. That calm look, it's lovely."

"Golbot."

He acknowledged the appearance of his brother-in-law slowly descending the central staircase of the hall as leisurely as he could with his inferior face.

Golbot spread his hands to the left and right as he reached the center with about five big men following him.

"What do you want? Call me back for lying."

"Oh, did I get it? But, but oh. I also want you to understand how I feel about you loving Rudge. My dear, if you knew the bride was going to shake her tail on another wild dog, it would be Humanity who wants to smash her."

Golbot finally abandoned even his honor and called out his sister-in-law's name.

His eyes stained bright red like a boiled bamboo, and his very contents seemed to be drooling and radiating.

"Enough. I don't even want to talk to you. I knew we were gathering strange outlaws, but I didn't know we could even get inside the mansion on our own! Me, no, my lord. Turn into Lord Lionel, and this I, Rudge Blackwell, will tell you. I will drive them out of our mansion and command you to exercise caution. For the other week, I forbid you to go out. Now, be quiet."

"Plump, kah. Nice, Rudgetan. Oh, my God, I can't believe I'm asking. If Rudgetan is going to teach me a whole week of educational instruction in bed, it's a long story."

"The way you speak to your sister, albeit in law. He wants to be punished again."

"Uh-huh. I even changed my tone. Well, that's freaking me out. Hey, Rudgetan. How does it feel to be interrupted by a meeting with a bastard while you love him? How do you feel? Keh, you're really such a jerk, Jizzy. I don't care, you just want to pack with a young, horsepowered guy. Whoa!! What is it, labyrinth research! Crap, the woman who put it into research and killed my brother often says, eh!!

"Shut up."

Rudge peeled his teeth off and yelled when he let his beauty catch on. The fist I gripped looses in small pieces. Talbot's expression. The grin floated darkly and my little eyes were even narrower.

"I won't shut up. Rudgetan, it's bright and white that I've been married to this Blackwell family for gold. Because it's like my brother died prematurely because of Rudgetan, too. It was visible from the public that the Rudge Tans were out of cold. Ma, I'm sorry about my brother who was sexless. I can't believe I can't satisfy one woman! Pity! So, to be single, you can use your inheritance all you want, so the world calls Rudgetan the Black Back Spider. Ha ha. I mean, the root part is just like me. But there's that too! Fine, you want money, you want to pac with your young mistress. Because you're human, you want to drown in carnal desire. Forgive me! Forgive me. Be mine! Master Ole, it's actually super gentle, because I adore Rudgetan every day to make him fast belly bottomed. Come on. That would create a legacy, the huge fortune I want to spend properly in Ludge!? That's right, let the shits in the division be wierd no more. Hey, let's be your meat potty."

Rudge opened the page as he silently retrieved the star's magic book Astro Grimoire.

The spirit of special struggle is rising from all over.

Gorbot should not touch, he touched the wound.

The surroundings of the golbot ran out with a roar.

Five meters at a distance. between calls.

The five big men are skin stripping off their upper body and letting their developed muscles focus on their strength.

But before extraordinary sorcery, it's powerless.

Rudge closes his eyes and concentrates his mental strength. The fingers of the fleshy men were stretched out without grasping.

"Fake/Wind King Bullet Streak" Altana Windbret!

When the Book of Magic shines, pieces of paper that danced in the universe cut into the sky and hit the men.

A bullet falsifying the magic of the wind attribute was ejected early with an arrow.

The bullets of the wind made wind holes all over the men's bodies as they emitted intense and strong light.

When it comes to the form in which the air shotgun was eaten head-on, it can't be tolerated either.

The forged muscles were eaten and torn everywhere in peace, and blood splashes beat carpets and walls sharply.

The men's giants rose up like pieces of paper and hit the ceiling upstairs, making a loud noise. Nor can they defy the logic of gravity. The pieces of flesh that fell apart piled up everywhere making a merciless noise that struck the mud.

"Hih."

Seven men who were suppressing Rudge's back showed obvious fright.

I would have assumed a blade shooting, but the magic battle without any mixing of emotions was extremely spectacular.

"Oh, my God, this! What the hell is this?"

"I didn't hear you, I didn't hear you, I can't believe they're magicians. Whoa!

She's not exactly a magician or anything.

It had nothing to do with the most fearful and trembling men.

The only private soldier hired by Golbot is the connection between the gold.

In an instant, it's only a nightmare, like a woman who beat down five of her people. Just before the men ruled by fear struck an avalanche and escaped, Gorbot's squeaky voice ran.

"Not wandering. No! Hey, Rudge, how long do you think I'll be looking sweet? Now, get rid of that magic book!

"Are you an idiot? I don't see any reason why I should let this go. Where does that pointless confidence come from?"

"Whoa, it's better for me not to make strange moves until I'm good. Dear Rudge, I knew you were going to use that crazy magic book, but if I could double-check that it was up to this point, then I'd have to use my wife's hand. Ola, bring him in. Hey."

"-!?

When one giant dragged it off, Rudge was about to take off his amazing, less magical book. I can't read the expression because I'm depressed.

But it was obvious at first glance that he was seriously injured. The familiar black coat was covered in blood and dust everywhere. Force your knees to get excited that you're about to collapse. He falls out as his whole body bleeds out, as his strength swells from his body.

"Klund!!

"That's right, sister-in-law. Your boyfriend, for Christ's sake, the bastard is in our hands! Now, if you don't want to be stabbed in the stop by this piece of shit, just let that dangerous piece of shit go over here!!

"Oh, my God. Why, you."

"Hey. Can you hear me? My dear, oh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!

"Stop. Whoa!!

Golbot took the rhythm to sing and kicked up the back of a man who wasn't even picky.

Whenever his short leg was slapped from the top of his black coat aimlessly at the place, Rudge felt a severe pain that seemed to tear his chest apart.

"Stop it. Oh? Well, I don't know where you stand. Please stop!!

Gorbot barked with his blues in his temples.

At the same time, I snap the wand I had on the head of a man who was neat.

Boog, and blunt sounds. A tall scream burst out Rudge's throat.

"Okay, 'cause I got it! Stop, stop."

"You just have to know. Ah. Ola! Totally throw the book, Kola!!

"Stop. Don't hurt me any more."

When Rudge crouched, he threw the star's magic book Astro Grimoire, which he had in his hand, as it slipped through the floor. When the magic book finally moved, the outpouring by the stairs stopped.

Golbot swayed his fingers in front of him like a big guy, letting him wink clumsily when he chirped.

"From the beginning, you just have to be. Come on, Rudge. My lord Rudge. And then there's the two of us, and we'll talk about the future amicably in the Chamber of Secrets. I don't know what will happen to your favorite Kland-kun if I turn against him. I know."

Golbot proudly giraffed his eyes with the flames of passion with the expectation that he could set his beautiful brothers and sisters free. No veto existed in Rudge.

"Well, I guess you can take your clothes off for now"

Golbot pulled a rudge into his room and went with the cheekiest face of the opening.

Rudge bit his back teeth hard as he distorted his face to humiliation.

It's what I expected half the time. However, when it came down to us as a reality, it was nothing but humiliation.

"Ah? What, that face. But you want me to take it off? Or is it okay for a wild dog to die?"

Rudge silently fingered his shirt, unbuttoning it one by one.

"Hehe, hehe. Rudge, no. You have good skin."

Golbot took off his jacket as he sat deep in the chair.

The saggy buyo buyo belly is peristaltic. made the beholder nauseous.

Whenever Rudge heard a humble voice, he dyed bright red to his ears to disguise himself as calm.

Anger and shame mixed in and my head was about to burst. Reveal your torso as you strike yourself in humiliation. Gorbot's kedamomorphic gaze is all over his revealed underwear, nailed to his chest. The discomfort froze my spine.

"Rudge, no. It's nice. How far will you please me?"

Golbot glowed his congested eyes as he spread his nostrils ugly.

It's a beastly cloudy eye.

Dark passions are burning.

It emitted intense male fluctuations, as can be seen from a distance away.

Rudge shivered her thin lips, imagining Golbot ravaging herself as she held herself from behind.

Um, a finger like a saving potato bug eats into his own bright white ass and is forced to snap. Be obeyed in humiliation. I have no objection or response to myself now that the Book of Magic has been taken away and Klund taken hostage. There are four inflexible men stuffed in the room. One of them is Makarochiv, a formidable fighter who sold his name in the Coliseum. Even if you try to escape, there's not a chance. To avoid spilling tears, at least I inspired my energy without trying to just fix the expression.

"And faster down there. No, wait! Yes, all of a sudden I can undress it. Phew. Right. Knock, stick your ass out this way, yuck, take it off. Go, go, go."

(You treat me like a whore!

Not so young. I wasn't even old enough to be ashamed of myself.

Still, it wasn't in Rudge's life that he was treated so roughly by the lowly men. She was a biological nobleman, for better or worse. The self-esteem engraved in the gene repainted the fear in an instant.

"Do as they say. More than that, I guess Klund's allowance will be decent!

Rudge barked as he slammed the shirt he was holding on the floor. The men around them are amused and annoyed. Only Makarochiv stared in a direction that was uncalled for.

"Hmm? Oh, you mean that hecklehead. Hey, you guys! Bring that garbage!

The ordered macarotif dragged a black man from outside the room into a pantyhose.

"Klund......"

Rudge's chopping voice blurts and sounds. Gorbot, watching it, scratched his hair and had eclampsia when he pounded his tongue hard. I don't like the fact that a woman who already belongs to me is interested in other men. It was narrow everywhere.

"Wait! I'm not letting him inside. Yes, that's right. Let's open the entrance door. Just make sure you can hear the sound. To the half-dead man there. Yeah, I'm just gonna let the losers hear what they can't do. Heh, heh, heh. I don't know, like my own woman, another guy fucked me so hard with this, and, oh, oh, oh, oh, my gosh. Speak up. And I am powerless to do nothing but listen to it. Dear Rudge, from now on, you're going to be abused by me. Oh, hey? Kuhihihihi, Kuhihihihi"

"The Guess."

"Oh, geez fine, fine. Don't look forward to seeing that mighty face bore you right now. Yeah?

Rudge stares at the back of a rolling man across a half-opened hallway.

(Anyway, it's about making a gap. Um, I don't think it's that easy for Klund to give in. Anyway, buy me some time, somehow, somehow)

"Come on, let's get ready. Ugh, lady. Well, oh. Let's get started. Uh oh, here we go!!

As Gorbot creaked his jaw, Makarochiv kicked up the belly of the rolled man.

A body rounded like a borough rag rises along with a different sound of meat shaking. You were bleeding hard, or the splash of blood came down all over the heavy door.

"Stop it! Okay, 'cause I got it. I'll do as I say, no more, please. The truth is, that man and I have nothing to do with this."

"Can you believe that? Ah! Uh-huh! Just take it off. Come on!!

Rudge turned his back as ordered, breaking his body and sticking his ass up high. Even myself, I am proud of my glutes for their good shape. I heard voices leaking similar to the sighs of the men.

(Ugh, embarrassing. Why, do this)

Super mini tight skirt.

Naturally, the shorts become rounded out from behind.

Rudge raised his sweat fine on his forehead as he torched his whole body violently with shame.

"Oh, my God, you're such a good ass. Oh. Plus, those legs don't even happen. How far does a woman go to break my reason? Whoa. Okay, go on, take it off. That's right! Swinging left and right like you're asking your ass out, squirting. Ooh. You know, you're smart, I'm hoping. Yeah. If you don't do what I want, you know what I mean? Horny play, nice to meet you. Huh!?

Rudge shuddered herself into fierce shame and humiliation, slowly twisting her own ass to the left and right and starting to take off her hands on her skirt.

"Mr. Gorbot. Plenty of my buttocks."

I never said a nasty word to my will. Men's shaky voices explode.

My head seemed to do something about it.

"Mm-hmm. Hey, too classy, but okay. also, you use nastier words. That's the one that even hesitates to slut at the end of the place. This is what it tastes like. Keep going."

"Ugh. Gorbot, look at Rudge's nasty bitch ass."

As he took off his skirt as he waved his round ass, Rudge looked completely underwear.

"All right, put your hands on the wall, all right"

Rudge raised his hips high behind him with his hands poked as he moved submissively to the wall.

Gorbot's rough nose looms behind him.

Close your eyes hard.

Rudge was distressed to stop thinking altogether, shivering his spine at the harsh fate he was about to await.