Dungeon+Harem+Master

It was a sky that was about to cry now. Speaking of October, it should be time to feel the chills in the morning and evening, but there was a different summer fervour throughout Andrew, the southernmost part of the Romless Kingdom.

In the kingdom, Silver Villago, the fourth populous castle city, was said to have fallen to the bottom of the vault by a wave of infiltrators dropping p (pounds).

More importantly, it was the unusual calm of the surrounding area that allowed officials to safely collect taxes.

The north is the "Forest Without Entry", the territory of the Dark Elves with an inviolability agreement.

To the east is "Crystal Lake", a giant lake.

To the south, with the exception of a few cold villages, it was covered by vast oceans, the ship's navigation itself was impossible in the first place by special currents, and there was no need to fear, such as the incursion of external enemies.

To the west is the extent that the family of step elves, a friendly nomadic people, takes over vast grasslands, and the imminent threat could not at first sight exist.

As a result, when it comes to the protection of Silver Villago, a castle city, there are only a handful of watchtowers named Hairy Forts in the surrounding mountain huts.

Sometimes, it was about the bandits springing from a tiny cold village that the Knights resident in the city followed with blood eyes. When it came to what they would do to the extent that they wielded sickles and scabs, the mountain of Sekiyama was enough to vandalize the lord's orchard or strike a cold village with comparatively few men to take away food. The bandits were promptly eliminated by the hands of urban soldiers and the Knights of Phoenix, equipped with steel weapons and luxurious food, which, as a matter of fear, could not be remembered by the people.

It can't happen first, such as the incident that rocks this city, which is precisely a golden castle yukan.

They were an unwavering common perception of people living in cities and near castles.

One of the soldiers packing in the western fortress felt unusual was the first day of the moon-changing when such heat lingered on the earth.

Oliver, who belonged to the First Infantry Unit of the Urban Soldiers Corps, moved to a watchtower that was no longer famously innocent when he finished his shift with his commuters, and rowed out the boat when he sat in the chair he had installed. The dawn is that close. The distant sky was gradually beginning to whiten.

(Anyway, there can't be anything. Damn, it's a boring job)

Oliver licked the liquor left in the bottle, knocking his drowsy head down disappointingly behind the chair and tongue-in-cheek loudly as he stretched his hands and legs.

I have been working for more than ten years and I think it is important.

I wonder what I was born for.

No longer was it ridiculous that I was tired of seeing it, I bit the yawn to death watching the other side of the meadow burnt to the back of the eye lid. Provision made it necessary to hold the spear while standing, to extend his gaze unloosely on all sides, and to be ready for a freak at all times, but even those manuals were morphed.

In the first place, Oliver didn't even wear the armor he was paid for, and the tip was the end of the rust that was emerging as it was dumped beside the bedside of the dormant place to reach the spear. It doesn't have any dimension on me, and sleeping rolled robes seem difficult to even stand upright in a body with loose hips and leftover booze.

Thirty people are supposed to be stationed in this fort, but in fact they were turning to work in half of it.

In other words, they are full of it. It was typical that it didn't play a role in things.

(Damn, when it comes to doing it over an island stream, you have to drink or hold a woman. That's gonna be boring and crazy.)

There was also one whore permanently present in this fort, calling it the soldier's solace, but if he lived with him for more than a decade and held him countless times, it would be impossible not to get tired of him.

When Oliver let a mostly family-like whore handle his libido, he lost his memory by putting his lumpy liquor in his lungs, as usual. I don't even have a boss to blame. What do you like and what comes all the way to a village on the edge of such a secluded place, which takes five days from the nearest village?

In the first place, I haven't seen that boss in nearly three years. From inside Oliver's head, he was about to turn into a sepia color to the face of his boss.

"Don't worry, my life is like this."

No good or shit. There was no other job that he was likely to be able to do when he was raw by the farmer's three boys.

While Oliver was already biting through thousands of repetitive regrets, it started.

Second, across the meadow, a small dot appeared.

I think it's an illusion of my eyes to begin with and row out the ship again.

Eventually, the point of his appearance in the meadows became a huge wave and covered the horizon.

The roar that rocks heaven and earth approaches so close that it pushes down the fort itself.

When I realized it was all too late.

What Oliver climbed and saw on the surveillance tower, torn apart by chance, was a desperate situation where numerous hordes of cavalry filling the meadows pushed over like waves.

"Do you think you can give me this..."

Artemisia pulls the sword given to the collector out of the platinum sheath.

Dragon Sword “Red Chicken".

Noir Smith, a celebrity artist under heaven, is one of only two in a world forged with red dragon urchins.

More than eighty centimetres of body glowed with a luscious glow like a red gem.

Artemisia moisturizes her eyes by uplifting her cheeks bright red as she floated in heat.

As he spared the remnants, he shivered his shoulders into small pieces as he delivered his sword to the sheath of his hips.

"Beautiful"

When she sent her gaze to her child, she snapped in a dazed manner.

"I made it a gift for a woman, and I thought it was a little too boneless. I'll make it up to you. Give me a break."

The collector went to Artemisia looking at the skeleton specimen of King Evil Dragon decorated on the doorstep of the Adventurers' Union (Guild). At countless tables in the hall, numerous adventurers blossomed into the story. Several have noticed Artemisia and whispered hissohisso. Miscellaneous noises mingled with people's discussing voices and grumbled like a tidal wave.

"That's not true, that's not true. Klund. I'm happy."

"Whoa!?

When Artemisia jumped to her senses, she held the head of the treasurer and fluttered the rain of kisses all over her face. The singles' adventurers wandering around the Adventurers' Union (Guild) leaked their tongues at best. Inside, there was a man pounding on the wall in tears.

"I'm happy, I'm happy. This sword struck my heart harder than any beautiful gem or clothing. I'll take care of it, because I'll take care of it for the rest of my life. Bring it back to your parents' house and build a chapel, where it will be worshipped and made a family heirloom of the Belkur clan of descendants"

"No, that wouldn't mean anything. Use it."

As we continued to interact like that in the hall of the office, the receptionist who was at the counter blew out as if she were purposely grinning so loud.

Of course, Nelly, it's that person.

To this, Artemisia's mood, which she had delighted by herself, is a smash. After that, the green eyes that had been rumbling with touching tears until earlier rapidly changed to shades like dead trees.

Artemisia took off the helmet she was wearing and held it beside her. Fluffy golden hair spreads across her back as she flutters.

I'm angry. The aura radiates violently from all over the body that

The Ranger position girl, who was waiting for the reception order, backwards and pokes her butt in a fierce fright. The adventurers around also avoided the aftermath and left the scene early enough.

"What's wrong with you?"

When Artemisia stood in front of the reception, she openly ate at Nelly. The runaway Ranger position girl is teary-eyed with her head in both hands. Nelly responded from the reception ledger she was spreading, dropping her gaze with a thin grin as she put on the geese blade pen she was running quickly.

"No, nothing. It's a memory laugh, so don't worry about it."

"Sure, you said Nelly or something. Stick your neck to our interactions from now on. Honestly, it's unpleasant. Let irrelevant human beings stay out of our company."

"Irrelevant human beings."

Nellie waved hilariously with an extra look when she found herself a collector. Rudge, standing next to me, peeks into my face with some unheard expression. When the collector took her glasses, he put them over his own head. It is a silent rejection.

Rudge snorted boringly, hitting his flank on the chop with his elbow.

It hurt plain.

"Hey, you. Where are you looking? I guess I'm the one talking. Don't you think it would be rude to someone, such as to look at them appropriately?"

"That's fine. Isn't that why you don't let a man deal with you? No, I'm glad you're like a dragon killer saint now, and a lot of people are tying you up. It's more dull. Plump."

"There wouldn't be such a good idea. Everyone and he are just amused. I'll get tired of it soon. But it's okay. It's just annoying to be liked by an elephant. And now some of you love me."

"Well, that's odd for some of you."

Nelly's blue eyes narrow. When she saw the zodiac only for a moment, she immediately turned her gaze forward. The tenuous and gentle Artemisian look of the sauce is tight and tight.

A glance began between the receptionist and the long-time female knight across the counter.

The collector disguises himself as calm as a sweat on his butt indentation. Rudge stopped poking his side small and now he followed me hard. You don't have a grip, I didn't feel much pain.

"A gift for a woman you love is a blade. It's kind of hard to believe. At least I don't think a man would choose that kind of thing against a woman he cares about. Oh. Holla, isn't that a lot? Hey."

Nellie laughed cheeky as she put her hand on her mouth with elegance. On her chest was a circle of roses, decorated as accessories, half-permanently withered by the magic of freezing. Red flowers on white robes contrasted beautifully, making Nellie look so delicate and graceful herself.

Artemisia is maiden heartbroken or her face distorted by remorse.

"What, that rose? Heh, heh. Anyway, I guess I got it from a shitty hipster. Don't worry about it. There's no such thing as a weak man."

"That's all I won't listen to! He is not such a man!!

As soon as he heard Artemisia's words, which he vomited in remorse, Nelly suddenly burst into fury.

He protests shaking his whole body as he punches his hands against a thick wooden counter.

Anyone could understand from Nelly's attitude how much he loved the man who sent the flowers.

"I'm sorry. My mouth went too far. I guess the man is important to you. I need to calm down a little too."

Artemisia lowered her eyebrows like she was in trouble when she magically apologized.

Sauce-eyed eyes are also lowered slightly and awkwardly.

There was an affection beside me like an angry golden retriever.

Nelly turned away slightly and shook her shoulder. I hide from my eyes, I can't see my expression.

"No. I was too good. But that's the Virgin Artemisia. What a generous heart. If this is the case, it is a natural dish, such as grabbing the hearts of numerous men without my knowledge. Until now, I'm sure the men of the world have no reason to know your delicate feelings. But thanks to this dragon exorcism, the world must have touched your personality head-on, which made it easier to see. It's only natural to be attracted to something strong and beautiful."

"Well, that's not true, is it?"

"I apologize for poking pointlessly at that. Give the customer a mouth. There is so little need to argue about this that (...) in the (...) of Ming (...) White (...)"

"... ah!?

Artemisia's tone curled her tongue. There are severe wrinkles between the eyebrows. I could hear the leather armor tightening with the strength of its clenched grip. Nellie intercepts with a gruesome smile as she sarcastically catches her mouth. Whatever you think of the production, it was going to be.

(What a nasty thing to lift and drop. Definitely!! Nellie's. I'm not going to settle this contentious spear. This guy is gonna rain blood!!

The collector was somehow other HR.

"Huh? 'Cause you would. Why would you give a weapon, not an ornament, to a woman you like? I've never heard of it or seen it. Oh, I'm watching you right now, in this scene with these eyes. Ha! Perhaps there is still a chance that the clan might be valued as a force of war. Look, Artemisia, you're strong. Right, right. Ma, there's no way you're going to be given flowers by a man like me for the rest of your life, but maybe if you're a bunch of lowlife adventurers out there, you'll always be, forever in the future. Maybe you'll treat me like a princess! Yes, I would, absolutely, no."

"Hehe. Well, in short, you want to die."

Artemisia advanced a step forward as she unplugged the red thousand birds. The hasty collector jumped on her back and strangled her with wings.

"Hey, wait a minute. Yeah!!

"What is it, Klund? The sword you just got is going to help."

"Lame eh eh!! Public murders. Yeah!!

"Why not. This woman is insulting me with dignity. Instead, you can be as proud as I am of what's about to happen to Klund. I am, when. Wherever and by whomever questioned, I am confident that you will answer with dignity that you have defended your honor with a sword that you have given away from Kland. Come on, let's take this one sword down for our future!!

"Lame eh!! I'll even be a co-conspirator!

"Oh, I can't believe I want to die. This is why the religious knights in the sunshine are savage."

Artemisia gently waved the collector away and let Nelly go with her face close.

"The man who sent you flowers just wants to use your hole. A female dog."

"No, no, that's the difference between the Eternal Virgin Knight Virgin. There will be a spider's nest stretched out where it matters. Can I lend you our rubbing stick?

"I see it. I see you. A future where you fall asleep with a slice of paper, a peppery, thin man, suffering from an STD you don't understand, and you die in quotes."

"In that regard, Artemisia, you're safe for life. When you touch a man, it's only when you strangle him."

I'll tell you what, I'm not a virgin.

"Daita, you bought a male whore. I understand."

"Don't hang out with you, you skinny bastard"

"I think it's better than a pig. Or pigs go to the slaughterhouse."

"It would be better than a woman who doesn't know which one is front or back"

"I am a fair value. I mean, why are you so bloated? Are you even stuffing inside?"

"This is what I was born to be. You can't have it. If you regret it, fill it with stone."

"That's the one, it'll just be big. Don't worry about it."

"I'm not concerned. Besides, most guys have big tits."

"... it's a lie"

"I'm not lying. It's based on an actual experience."

"Really, then I'll give it a try? Anyway, you don't have the courage."

"Courage is essential for knights. Besides, I've never been challenged into battle to escape."

"If you lose, how about you get naked and sit down in front of the statue of St. Carpion in the middle of the hall where everyone gathers?

"I won't forgive you for crying."

"That's this way, too. And that's why I'm asking you, Klando."

You two, you can't lose! how turning around with the look of seriousness itself.

When the collector coughed, he looked frightened.

"What do you want? You know, you guys need to calm down and think about it. You're talking a lot in the crowd circle. Are you ashamed of yourself?

As the zodiac calmly penetrated, they looked at each other and turned bright red as if it had caught fire.

Apparently, we now realized that we were surrounded by the adventurers around us.

"Look, I've been molested by Klund. It's a disgrace."

"Ah, will you put all the blame on me there - Heh, that's right. It's the Virgin. If you're entertained, you can fall this far."

"It's the way you talk on your nose. Are you after him? Or are you trying to fix that?

"I don't want you to like me at all - Hey, Klando."

"So stop flattering!! By and large KLAND would be irrelevant!!

"Really, it happens, he's a soft guy. I wonder if you were too immersed in a dusty hot spring."

"What the...!

The collector looked around, wolfing. I rushed over to find Rudge with a flashing look a little further away. The woman's opponent just has to let the woman. I missed Pordina sexually with good listening.

"Oh, wow. Rudge, do something for me."

"There's nothing you can do. Besides, I don't have anything. I knew it."

Rudge shook off the sleeve-pulling collector's hand coldly, letting the rustling creep through.

"To? I knew it."

"... with all the Artemisia. Even I'm a woman."

"Sora, ma, I know."

Rudge, like a shin, looks to the side with his hands together to watch the day after tomorrow.

Most of all, the intentions were not well understood by the collector, who was in a considerable hurry.

"Come on, what the hell is that? Anyway, leave that! Let Al calm down! You're one of us. This guy's in a party crisis!

"Party, heh. It's a party. Heh..."

Rudge suddenly breathed into his lungs, giving him a hysterical, tall voice that was not always there.

"Klund!! Are you going to attack your buddy's bedtime?! Ha, hey that shouldn't be too friendly!!

"Hey, big voice!... were you awake at that time?

The two of you who were arguing over Rudge's anger noticed and changed his blood phase and approached.

Artemisia and Nelly pinched the collector, stuffed at the same time.

"Wait a minute, Klando. Did you mean when you stayed at the blacksmith hut?"

"You won't listen."

"Oh, it's a misunderstanding!! Hey, that's, uh...... this woman invited me!!

The collector derived the lowest answer.

"It's terrible."

When Rudge suddenly returned to her polite lady tone, she lay down her crouching face on the spot.

The luxurious back is shaking fine. Artemisia alternately moved her gaze in incredible ways, as opposed to the two who believed she was just one of them with a pale expression.

"Oh, you didn't invite that rudge. Yes, that is a massage!! seemed to fall asleep because of its kindness and nothing particularly annoying"

"Did you slap the thighs, calves, and even the most important parts of the sleepless woman so hard!!

"Hands, hands slipped!! That was an unfortunate accident!!

Rudge turned away when he groaned small. Her long dark hair keeps flowing and her expression invisible. Artemisia and Nelly walked over silently. Pretty much, it's fear.

(This is already, I just have to run away and put some time aside for now!!

"Oh, speaking of which! It was a town hall dob cleaning today! No, I'm sorry, guys. There will be a lot of questions, but we won't be able to carry over the answers by the next time."

"Klando, you're lying. Tell me it was a mistake."

It's a mistake.

Rudge, who was annoyed, sobbed.

"Oh, shh! Liar!! Oh, what am I supposed to do!!

Artemisia, who elevated her emotions, leads to tears in her eyes. As he twisted his body violently, Nellie, with her eyes running bloody, stared at him like an enemy of his parents, with her hands on her hips.

As she stood up to be cursed as she had decided, Nelly looked up with her lips bitten hard and seemingly cut eyes without saying anything.

"... well, somehow I guess so, I thought. But I'm a good woman to go by. You can't change the past. Because this is what's important."

"Yes! Hey, did you hear that? Now Nelly said something good!! Oh, hey, what are you doing?

Nellie turns her hand around the zodiac's neck and is brought to her body to sweeten her. I feel two soft swells on my back, hardening as my groin looks almost with conditional reflexes. The smell of a blossoming woman becomes tangled. Artemisia barked while the collector was sober.

"Hey! What are you doing, just now!! Get away from my kland!!

"I don't like it."

"Hmmm......!?

"What is it? Can't you find any more words to disprove if you say you don't like it? Those scurvy brainy women deserve the wild dogs."

"You Ha!! You just said something like there was another guy!!

"This is the man."

"Huh......!?

"Klund is my lover. Right, I'm loving it. So I think you should go home to the nest."

"Whatever. Whatever it takes, there's a limit to my patience."

"Oh, are you patient? That's right, you're the Virgin. There's only a dragon killer brain knight, and he's an expert. Shall I give you a dictionary of words?

"Klando, get out of the way."

"Hey, Hebueh!?

When the collector was thrown down with Pooh by Artemisia, he punched him in the face on the floorboard and made a dumb voice. I shook my head to the left and right and looked up, there were two night forks bumping into each other for killing.

"Nellie and I, apparently, don't understand it by mouth. Let's try to set up some moxibustion."

"Is it moxibustion? Oh, no. Unlike me, the Virgin, I'm not the body you need."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty. Are you about thirty?"

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm twenty too familiar!! Why do you keep touching the eclampsia like that!! She's a really bad character. When was the last time Klund dealt with a woman like you?"

"Nothing. I'm not a bad character. It's called prejudice, it's"

"I know you do. Here's where you often curse Klander. If you truly loved me, you can't praise me and curse me in the public eye. You're a bad girl."

"That's what Klund wanted. Rather, this interaction is a soul communication that only those who expose each other's true intentions can communicate with each other."

"You can't believe that!!

"It's the truth. Instead, he insists that I curse him."

No, I didn't.

The collector thought that if he thought so, but stuck poorly, the spearhead of anger might be pointed at him, and he clasped his mouth. Twilight on the way, with his hands on the floor, Rudge peered in pleasantly as he chewed off his laughter.

"Hey, I guess I overdid it"

"Rudge. I knew you were lying and crying."

"Hmm. Because I'm the only one. Besides, it's true I'm angry at you."

"... bad, because I'll make it up to you. So somehow you can collect this."

"Damn, you're a cheating man. By the way, the truth is, the... What do you think of me? I want you to answer me seriously."

"Glasses Pepper"

"... apparently, you should reflect a little more"

Rudge stood up when he became as faceless as Nobu.

"Ahhh yeah!! I thought I had to say something interesting with conditional reflexes! Ah, Rudge. Rudge no, cam bark!!

Stopping in Shane style, Rudge walks away cold to the front door. As the collector had vanished, as he was dropping his shoulders, he broke the two arguing voices and a cool woman's voice came down.

"It doesn't look good for you to crawl like that in public."

"Hmm?

When the collector raised his face, there stood one beautiful girl.

She had a sneering grin as she extended her white handbag.

Cat-like caught big eyes shimmering. The prominence of the nose was remarkably neat and shaped to the point of wondering if it was an elaborate doll without blinking.

The shining golden hair is wrapped around the right side with a side half-up. The silver valletta is carved with fine texts. The dress, which ran a thin blue text on the white ground, is fluffy and swollen. According to what the collector saw, when he was old, he presumed to be twelve or three. His waist was very soft and he was very grown up.

"Sorry, dude."

"Ah...!

As the collector tried to take the hand that had been extended and stand up, the girl broke the balance and let it go because she pulled too hard.

"Hey, whoa"

"Yikes!"

The collector tried to fall over the girl and fell. Second, I feel uncomfortable with the area I grabbed.

When I pressed my fingertips to pinch, I heard something burst.

"Oh, stuffing..."

"Oh, oh."

The treasurer fell into the girl's chest, crushing the stuffs she kept in secrecy because of force majeure. Gaze at each other. It was pretty awkward. She reached out to me with kindness. If you follow here, you won't be a man. Homemade computers begin to operate at the fastest possible speed. The only answer derived is one.

"Never mind! Tits and tits are no different!! This makes sense!!

"... hehe, hehe. Leopardo."

"Ha, princess"

"Ah. What?"

The big man's butler, like a gorilla called by the girl, turned his hands on his shoulders from behind and decided on his joints as he lifted the collector up a bit like a child. It is far more powerful than the possessor. I was fighting, Nellie and Artemisia's complexion turns blue.

"Bye, silly! Cland, what the hell did you do to that one!!

"Huh? I just have light tits, something"

"Hey, what the...!

Artemisia wrinkled between her eyebrows and turned her mouth into a letter to. A strong upset was seen.

"Hehe. Nor am I a ghost. If your lord admits and apologizes for his misdeeds on this occasion, I'm not going to make a scene."

"Yeah? Uh, that one. You don't look so bright and angry!! He just slipped his hand. And, overlapping, you won't be ashamed of yourself. Human character is not determined by the size of the chest. The trick to make it bigger is to rub it well after you take a bath. Keep going every day. Whatever. Let me help you in your spare time."

The collector, when tightened with a serious face, dressed up and sounded his nose. The girl raised her hand silently, a thirty year-old man in a coat of law stepped forward with his book in one hand.

"... no room for extenuating circumstances. Radek, the charges are"

"Ha. Princess. According to the Romless Kingdom Act, Article 31, if you insult a nobleman in a public place, you may be sentenced to life imprisonment or redeemed with capital punishment by the title of the subject."

The skinny man, called Radek, moved only his eyes slightly and said in a low voice.

"Then you're on death row. Oh, my God! Tragedy, this is!!

"Wait, wait. Young lady, you must be joking."

As the collector was dashing his sweat, Goldman, the chief of general affairs, jumped out of the back of the reception with a sweat on his bald head.

"Ko, this is Victoria. Ahhh! If you would have gone ahead, the staff would have picked you up!!

Goldman tried to jump and crawled to the floor and squatted, screaming gold. Nelly pounds her tongue hard.

"Non non. No matter how much correction you make, you can't fix the pronunciation, Goldman. Victoria."

The girl corrects the pronunciation when she shakes her fingertips properly to the left and right to catch the cat's eyes happily.

There was sadistic joy gushing up there.

"Huh? Huh? Huh!? Maybe he's Eli."

When the collector twisted his face and asked the giant man behind him, the man responded in a quiet tone.

"Don't you know that you're an adventurer? Welcome aboard, Andrew, the eldest daughter of Uncle Andrew, chairman of the board of directors of the largest union of adventurers (guild) in the Romless kingdom.

Victoria de Barthelmy. "

"Nice to meet you, adventurer. And goodbye."

Seeing the girl's awesome smile up close, the collector finally understood that he was in a predicament.