Dungeon+Harem+Master

As the collector stroked after his wrist, he zipped Victoria, who followed the guard, with starving eyes. Did the days of detention just come, resentment, and the color of my suspicion of her from my eyes doesn't disappear.

As she rubbed over with a cat stroke, her body took a distance reflexively.

Victoria is mumbling, biting her upper lip in a grumpy manner.

It was the obstinate child itself.

"Well, I'm sorry. Even this one, I can't get a good eye for details."

"... Hey too. In the first place, it would be impossible for you at the top to put your eyes on the end. Let me go down to my busy middle head. I'm not going to do this any more. In the first place, it's just unnatural for you, the power man, to come all the way down here to the adventurer."

"Actually, after that, I just talked to my sister for a little while. As a result..."

"The result. Why not?"

"I had no idea you were a human being."

"Oh."

"That kid is a bounce back when he jumps out of the house on his own and becomes a knight to a woman, but what I'm saying from daughter time to time is utterly fuzzy... well, he was a child I hear so much about. When it comes to you, you don't know exactly what to say. And Artemisia.

I'm buying her. The track record of dragon exorcism is also evident, but it originally has a potential approaching Wu Yingjie. I don't see the point in letting her fry into you with no more than ten layers of offensive track record, not knowing why, not knowing what to say, she's both knowledgeable and talented and a little too tough. Hmm. "

"What, what's a dis? You're obviously talking about Mr. Caveman, Dis? Why don't you stop doing that? You know, why don't you just keep it to the extent that it's girly and rumored that it's only inside your buddies in a closed-chamber space without a toilet or something?

"Hmmm"

"What the hell. Yes, the Girosilos. Look at that. If your ass hole itches."

Victoria kept her hands on her hips and wondered subtly about the face of the collector.

"I don't know about this, but your face isn't very much but it's not like it attracts women's interest. It's shallow black, the brows are nasty, and overall crude. Well said, wild. To make matters worse, it's the evil minister you see in a bunch of burglars and gorots. I'm not sure what my sister's taste is."

"... leave me alone"

"Will you forgive me for thinking it's an honest part of my bad mouth? Instead, I won't lie or lie in front of you as much as I can."

"As much as I can. Fine, fine. Besides, you are the best at what you say. I'm not that angry."

"Before I do, can I ask you a favor?"

Victoria uttered a meticulous voice at the top of her head as she moistened her cat-like eyes.

The appearance is the pure girl herself. There will be no man who will not be upset with the use of this hand.

It was her favorite pattern.

"Go ahead."

"Vee, I'm talking about my sister. I don't know what the reason is for her, but I do know that I keep her in your house. If possible, could you keep that girl beside you?"

"What do you mean? Normally, my sister would make a scene about giving it back. It would be a mess if you made that easy. Fuhihi."

"As you know, there's a part of that kid that's missing where it matters. No matter how strong the sense of justice and responsibility may be to merit beside the royal family, the possibility of softening the Great Poca one day is too dangerous. In addition, if you expose yourself to belly, your father is now in a delicate position in the capital as well. Political enemies are trivial, and every day they suck on the legs of nobles other than themselves. To be clear, the clan does not need a plus. You just have to exclude the negative points. For my Barthelmy Gate, his hard work is like swinging a vessel with a crack in it."

"You know, something that lightly kicks my sister's future. Mostly, but I don't know, can I just leave my sister beside a guy who's gonna punch everything in jail?

"I don't mind."

"You know what that means!? I'm trying to be horny!!

"If you want to get your hands on it, do as you please. Instead, I'm hoping that if even your child could do it, Vee might stop being a knight, too. I'm just saying, if you want to flourish, you can give it to me if you're as good as it sounds."

"Okay. Victoire, for now, leave it at home. Let's not talk about an uncertain future."

"I like a good lord. So, what's with the stuff, but can you ask me for one?

Victoria naughtily glared at the cat's eye as she lowered the guard out of the modest room.

Then, as he rushes over with his little crotch, he pulls a small crease in his ear.

A scent similar to sweet citrus tickled my nose tip.

When the collector instinctively softened his warnings, he dropped his hips and cancered.

"Oh, my God. Every last favor."

"I'm talking about the half-elf princess you helped. His name is Karen. In order to prevent recurrence even in the morning, I advised her to place an escort right next to me, and her favorite samurai rebelled quite violently. But if you look closely, the princess herself seems to be quite interested in you."

"I mean, pretend to be an escort, stick to her, and tell her to pull information while spying?

"You don't have to think that hard. The real escort will have the handlers prepared here to place them in an invisible position. It's just that there's very little that an exclusive step-elf would be interested in a human and a man. Hmm. I don't know, but you seem to be attracting unusual women intensely."

"What the hell. You're praising me, you're demeaning me?

"Ma. Ma, ma. Of course it's not free. Even this one, we will provide you with luxurious funding from confidential expenses. All you have to do is give it to Texto until the messenger leaves the castle. Even this one, I don't want to have any hands left to hit. Later, I just don't want to regret it."

The collector clutched his head galloping behind him, keeping Victoria in front of him with a depressing face.

There was no reason to be begged so far to dare refuse. Besides, if you look closely at Victoria's face, the neighborhood edges under her big eyes, and her complexion is unnaturally red. To hide the tired look, makeup was commonly applied to thick eyes.

(For now, if you think you should deal with one little girl, that's such a bad story)

Upon accepting the matter, the collector immediately went to Karen Locorocco's quarters, the envoy of Step Elf.

A fully armed elf soldier stands in front of the VIP room set in the corner of the Adventurers' Union (Guild) office alongside his claws.

A collector shows an order with a sign on the Lord's side to the captain of the Elf. Did the conversation follow beforehand? I left the spot so that the tide would draw. They leave the scene with a uniformly distorted look of contempt, biting off laughter.

"Come on, you're going to stay. Hey."

The call of the collector. One soldier answered sarcastically.

"The princess is in it. Well, do it well."

"... are you serious. It's true. This."

When the collector was stunned, none of the elf soldiers disappeared from the spot. This is not very much an attitude towards a country's dignitaries. From their attitude, it was understood that the princess of the Apostle was not an important person who was collecting reverence.

"How troubled are you that you hate me so much? Please, just do as much as you want."

Hit the knocker in the room with a dark thought.

I'll wait a while, but I don't have any reaction.

"Keep people on the lookout, it's not sucky. This is a final answer for lets breaking in now."

When I laid my ear on the door and explored what was going on inside, I heard a young woman arguing for good.

Young Woman - Conflict - Something Muffled.

Low-level associations continue to connect the zodiac's brain.

Maybe there's a furious catfight going on inside and you can worship even one of the punches. I want to worship you. Let them worship.

With strange certainty, my nose naturally became rough with my groin swollen in anticipation.

Sorry to bother you.

I gently opened the door and went inside.

It is a luxurious room. I found it to be a luxurious dish even if I took one of the conditioning items from a porter's keeper in the artwork.

"Everywhere can be shiny"

In the center of the room, two young women elves triangled their eyes and had a good fight.

If you are young, you will be a princess by the name of Karen, whom you saw earlier in the queue. The other was a slender beauty about twenty years past wearing ethnic costumes. The collector's preference tends to be slightly more poached than standard. I realized recently. Fat people are better than skinny. Although it is polar.

"Princess, I thought you said so! Do I have a messenger who takes such an attitude! The princess's actions remain directly linked to my king's reputation."

"Oh, and whoa. Shut up. Mostly, Loulou wasn't the first one to try not to get licked. Where the hell was I dealing with this mess? Well, I don't like to praise myself, but maybe 120 out of 100."

Princess Karen shuddered as she protruded her abundant breasts forward. The gaze of the collector. I have to be nailed. The silhouette of the slender beauty contrasted and was a little sad.

"What is it, huh? If you show that attitude from the first glance, you can't argue with the fact that they usually declare war."

When a woman called Loulou - perhaps a samurai - said that, the princess immediately began to panic with a bright blue complexion.

"Yeah. Eh. Ugh, shh! I don't know what to do. What am I supposed to do? Now, should I apologize to that little girl? Hey, you know what? Hey, what do I do, Loulou?"

Karen hurried and pounded, distorting her face as she seemed to cry, making her mouth a letter to.

"After all that residency, if you suddenly become humble, that's what you get scorned for. Anyway, it seems that the fine part won't be all that matters if you leave it to the fraser -. Who!!

Without looking back, Loulou let go without even showing his hands pulling out the dagger he had made his thighs sneak.

Two intense lights sparkled.

The blade ran horizontally without making any noise.

"Oh, hey, ha!

The collector sent a dagger thrown at him as he jumped backwards.

I guess I was convinced I had put him away. Loulou is taken for a moment and stiff in a move to overturn his expectations. That was the way the collector lived. She squeezed an arrow as she laid down her hips half bow. I didn't think of the flowing void motion, and, ho, breathed.

"You!! Now you're one of the first people to go for the princess's life!!

Princess Karen's samurai, Loulou, never leaned over like a fierce beast.

The fierce and crazy expression was as spectacular as the Mother of the Beast protecting my child.

"No, man. An unfortunate sister with tits. Rather, I want to protect and nurture them"

The collector thrust his hands forward to soothe the place and excite it.

But Loulou proclaimed cold without changing a single eyebrow.

"Die."

"Oh, wait a minute eh!!

"Hih, princess!?

Karen tackled from across with great momentum, pushing Loulou down on the carpet.

The collector just kicked his foot and jumped.

If you distance poorly, it is food for your outfit.

Apart from not solving misunderstandings, I was sorry to be targeted.

"Damn!?

Flick the arrow released in a hurry.

Loulou threw a half bow, but played it with one hand for fun.

"I took it!!

Convinced of the victory, he stuck his hands out and nearly danced.

Loulou pulls out his double sword on his hips as he instantly rises.

At the same time, the collector grabbed the white blade with his bare hands with force moves.

Poke your faces at a distance where your nose tips stick together.

A thread of blood passed from the palm of my grip.

"Are you insane? If I pull the sword, your fingers will fall apart."

"Try it. Then I'll chew you up. Hmm."

As the collector protruded his crease like an octopus, Loulou blued and turned away.

"Nah, and, you crazy bastard."

Hands off the white blade at the same time as Loulou gets upset. In a momentary motion, the Zao won.

A large palm like a bowl of tea bowl grabbed Loulou's thin wrist softly.

"Shit-"

"Enemy General! You think you can catch it?

If this were to happen, it would not have been like a battle in comparison to power.

He looks bright red and holds Loulou in with a nose mix that gives him full power.

"Mm-hmm. Cute hands. By the way, I was just messing with my cock."

Loulou's face blues sadly. It was a blissful moment for the treasurer.

"Ha, let go!!

"You've got a fight."

Karen scratched her head directly next to the two to be combined.

"Mm-hmm. That's why I called him Ningen! Don't you dare!

"Huh?"

When Karen peeled out her teeth and yelled, she let her gaze wander with a face like Loulou fell in love with.

"... so that's the man that Ningen was talking to earlier that helped me. You don't listen to people at all. That's enough. Wait for me until I'm okay."

"But I have a princess escort"

"Even if you're here, it won't help at all!

Loulou's eyebrows showed 8: 20.

"But"

"Reply!!

"... Yes"

Loulou, when he feels his long ears down, leaves the room behind with a pungent face. There was a scolded hound flair. When I knocked at the door, there was resentment and staring at me. There was unusual force because of the seriousness of the face.

"Hmm. If I was Loulou at all, I'd just treat me like a child. But it looks like your novel ended with this noise, too. Lucky for us."

Karen snapped as she put her arms together in front of her chest, huffing, and moving her little nose skillfully.

Rich breasts are pushed up by arms, shuddering cramped and pulled.

With admiration for the fact that the collector really existed a milk bag, Karen looked back with a hazy look, as she now realized for the first time that she existed.

"Hey, what the fuck! If you're here, you can stay. You scare me."

"No, I've been here a long time."

As the collector speaks, Karen quickly hides behind the bunk and watches what's going on here.

I sent a flicker and gaze over here, but for some reason I was strangely mojimorous.

It was like a cowardly, curious kitten

"Ningen. Yes, it's really ningen, isn't it? He helped me... Hey, I don't know if the elves are fading or anything."

"Hey. Holla, you can tell by ear."

"Really?"

"Uh, really. But what do you want me to touch?

"... yeah"

As Karen jumped out of the back of the bedroom softly, she leaned closer to the side of the collector and gently touched her ears, escaping back to the back of the bedroom to hide again.

"Hey, why were you so scared? I won't take it and eat it."

"Yeah. But I'm the first one to talk to a guy from Ningen alone like this."

"Yeah. What, are you shy? There's something cute about it."

"Hmm!?

As Karen quickly turned her face bright red like a boiled daddy, she jumped over the sleeping table and flipped back and put her legs together to show. Pure white shorts look chilly. The collector narrowed his eyes and concentrated his whole nerve on the fascinating triangle.

"Bubba, aren't you stupid? Oh, I'm not ashamed or frightened of every ningen like me!! Heh, heh. Hey, I'm just making fun of you right now. I am the daughter of that great prairie king. Something about a Ningen guy, hey. I've been hanging out, and I'm tired of getting used to it."

"Ho, this is... Step Elf Princess is a developer."

"Ha ha!? Oh, my God. You rude bastard. I have a clean body! You're not doing such a nasty thing. No. Can you not quote people cheap on your own?

Karen raised her yellow voice and slapped her pillow.

The fine dust slowly rose into the void.

"No, you just blew yourself up."

"Oh, speaking of which! Hon, if you're a ningen, you're a good creature to get into the elf gap. Dastardly, uninspiring, cunning. Everybody's right."

"I think you're going to make it, even if you're not Ningen, even if you're a little bird intelligent."

"Ha ha!? How do you keep your mouth shut, little birdie? How much, even if I don't know the world, do I know that little birds don't chat! Yes, this is the deep wisdom of the elves."

Again, he's proudly sniffing and twirling his index finger.

What shallow wisdom at the bottom.

"... no, well. It's a metaphor now. Really? Little birds talk humanities these days with improved numbers? That's right, a princess who grew up with a nanny sun umbrella. You don't know the world."

"Haaaa! Then don't be silly. Oh, yeah. Yeah, I know that. So-so the little birds are getting better breeds and smarter these days, so you can chat. That's how much I know. Either way, I know you don't have to."

Karen, as she waited, opened her notebook and crouched by her bedside.

When the collector softly approached him and cleared his ears, he was twitching and writing, "... these days, the little bird... can chat..." etc., moving his feather pen.

Somehow, he was a princess of uninterrupted purity.

"Well, anyway, I've been your escort since today. It won't be that long, but good to see you."

As a testimony of friendship, the collector offered his right hand. Karen turned to Ji and wondered if he was looking at his hand.

"You're my escort? As the daughter of this great prairie king, she said it was gone. If you want to escort me, you can think of something special. Ningen!"

"It's Klund."

"What?

"My name is Klund. Can you stop calling me Ningen?"

"Mmm. I'm willing to give you a mouthful of Ningen. Busy, busy! Nah, no, no, no, no!

Karen glared upwards in a puffy manner, but distanced herself as she was frightened when the collector stepped forward.

"Business or whatever. Call it right."

"No! Beh!!

As Karen eases out her tongue, she hides behind the bunk again and peeks at the keeper.

(What, this guy. My body is an adult, but the contents aren't exactly kids...)

The collector looked at the princess of the elf, with a dark thought, only peeking at her face from the edge of the sleeping table.

Indeed, Princess Karen's proportions were outstanding. Slightly creased hips on the protruding chest characteristic of the elf species. The highly-positioned butt meat was well balanced and beautiful enough to fall in love. The slippery long legs were so impeccable and impeccable that they approached Rudge's. A neat face like an elaborate doll is delicate and, if silent, interesting, such as the fairy itself.

"That's what I'm talking about."

"What, are you complaining?"

As Karen spoke, I felt the beauty collapse as soon as I could.

Anyway, it was a use of words that didn't feel intelligent.

"Well, unless you don't want to call me by my name. Instead, I'll let you call me whatever you want. Karen."

"Nah, no. No, no, no. I just want to let you know who can call me by my name. You're rude! You're so rude!

"Heh heh. You'll let me, but I'll call them whatever their name is. Or what? Why don't you call me that scared old lady from earlier and force me to correct you? Mmm."

"You can't do that. 'Cause if Loulou gets serious, he's not gonna kill you. No, you can't."

"Didn't you mean that earlier?"

"It's not natural. In the first place, we can't let the elves beat the Ningen style."

Karen is seriously worried about the keeper by changing her blood phase. How boxed or even a chunk of innocence. Physical and facial appearance seemed to be a lingering lady, but the youthfulness of the attitude was a different imbalance.

"You know, can I ask you one thing? If you're going to be so sloppy, how did you get in front of Victoria when the escort was willing to be me in the first place?"

"'Cause you, you helped me with Ningen's. Besides, when I asked that woman, you said you were the lowest rank, the Adventurer of the Alliance... you'd be honored if you used her as my escort, and the garbage ningen would be welcome..."

"... what. Did you show me the way you liked me when you wanted to thank me? You're being presumptuous."

When Karen turned her entire face bright red like it was, she opened her mouth wide and screamed like a threatening cat.

"No way, don't get me wrong!! I don't even care about you. Oh, I gave you your name because the person who helped me was punished by mistake, and I just couldn't forgive it for the pride of the royal family that made it a prize imperative!

"Let's just say this is Temple B. But can we make so much noise? It just so happens, that loud slender beauty is coming to the gangster bark."

"I don't like that. Um, but it's boring to hang out with a ningen like you in this small room."

"You know. I'm your escort, not your playmate."

"Uh-huh. Anyway, if you're going to be my escort from today on, you're going to have to obey all my orders."

"I don't have a choice. But safety is paramount."

"Don't stick around, come here for a second"

As Karen pulled the collector to the window, she pointed out and showed him.

Apparently, he wants to get some air outside.

"Why don't you ask for that Loulou?"

"... I've already asked for it"

Karen frowned and let her scratch her hair with cancer.

There, indeed, was a nagging red cob made, like a beaten mark.

(What kind of samurai are you to bum a royal? Whoa hey)

Karen had a bit of a tear in her eyes, which was terrible, wasn't it?

I can't help but agree with that collector.

Or banish me because I'm a samurai, don't even think about it.

"That was a dangerous pattern."

Karen's long ears move in front of her with a chicken. Compared to Loulou earlier, feelings, slightly shorter length. Memories shaped one conclusion in the vaulter's brain. I put it in my mouth without any concern.

"No, your ears. You were a half elf."

……

When Karen shook her body sharply, she looked up at the collector with an unfocused gaze.

The impressive silver eyes stare like rust. Dizzy, as if it were too sinking.

"So what...!

It was the reaction I thought it would be.

The collectors have spent some time in the village of Elves, which is quite difficult to understand if not homogeneous, the difference in the halves could be seen with caution. Both the meaning of the guards' scornful gaze and their nasty attitude of protection immediately swallowed up the reasons.

(Holy shit. Even if they're royal, doesn't discrimination change?)

Of course, the imagination was not wrong, but the reality was far more ruthless.

The royal family put the purity of blood first and hated the crowd extremely much.

Even humans who grew up to some extent in culture and thought were not very respectful of purity and were usually bound by brothers and sisters or close relatives who divided their blood.

In the untapped meadows, among other things, the sons of Ningen and Elf, of different races, had to be exposed to such terrible discrimination.

"Pfft."

The collector tried to cover himself with a silent, vain face Karen, and sucked on his long ear.

"Ha-ha!?

Elf's long ear is one of the sexy bands. Karen, poked at the steeple, seemed like a small scream when she came to the spot, but she remembered Loulou, blocking her own mouth in the palm of her own hand. The design is extremely reassuring for the attacking side.

"Hih, hih!? What are you doing?"

"Hamiuuuuuuu"

"Ko, ko, ha-ha-ha. Ah... uhh... come on, I can't... oh, really... La meh..."

Karen couldn't stand on the spot anymore.

A hot exhale flowing from a trembling crease hits my palm.

The collector looked down silently with his hands together as he peeled from his cupon and long ear.

Karen looks up to complain with her nagging eyes. The cherry blossom lips were confusing.

My breathing is rough. It's glossy enough to remind me of the aftermath.

My spine felt a total furry tone, and for a moment, I felt giddy.

"Hey, what... hey, do something about it"

"Elves or halves, but where you feel it, it's the same thing"

"Ha, ha!? You, to be sure of that, an important part of the maiden...!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.... but I'm a half elf. Like this, is it fun?

"Oh, that's fun. The way my pretty daughter gets bored, I know it's half, but whatever it is, it doesn't matter!

"... Ha. I'm starting to feel like I'm wasting a lot of time thinking about you."

"That's right. If you look at it from me, there's no other difference than that it's an equal woman. Is that better than that?"

"What is it?"

"You're going out cosoli from here, aren't you? Hurry up, or that Loulou's gonna come in scared."

Karen smiled and nagging at her face when she looked like a crying smile.

"Then get the hell out of here! Look, I don't noro. Speed is life. Here, look! We're all set!

Karen opened the window glass and draped a curtain twisted to the frame. Apparently, he's going to pass this on and get down to the bottom.

"This is the fourth floor. Is the strength okay?"

"What, are you scared of a man?"

"That's not true. I just didn't think it would be easy to collect when you fell off."

"Huh. Me, I'm good at this. Shut up and follow me later."

Karen flips magnificently when she puts her foot on the window frame, and when she does, she transmits the curtain and descends.

"Oh, my God. It's a big deal."

Give it up. The collector follows suit. With the weight, the tied frame stirred up, and the hiatus and sweat gushed.

You're not coming down here.

"If you make such a big voice, you'll hear the whole thing..."

"Princess! Princess!? Where are you? Oh, my God, Ningen! You're going to find out the princess!! Hey, come on, let's go. Don't move there."

"Ah, I wonder why you found out!?

"I'm really scared of your brain."

Loulou continues to come down after finding his descending treasurer and Karen. In the first place, it's not as durable as fishing for people. Michimichi and I heard a dangerous sound of fiber being pulled a thousand times.

"Bye, idiot! Don't put any more weight on it! The curtains will cut a thousand!

"Haaaa!? You ningen. I'm willing to fool you that I'm fat. I'm skinny! That's all I can give you! I'm gonna hang you on a horse and drag you around, so be prepared."

"I don't know what you're gonna do."

"Nyah!

"Hey, abuzz!

When the collector was arguing well with Loulou, I saw Karen's body floating into the universe fluttering.

I let my hands slip, distracted by the interaction between them.

When the collector clasps his hand from the curtain, it plunges vertically. A chanting spell flowed through her mouth as she reached out to hold Karen sideways.

"Wind Floating Magic (Aerolevitation)!"

When Karen finishes her witchcraft, there is a wind like a cloud at her feet. She looked up as surprised when she stopped about upstairs. When the collector and Louloulou fell together, they hit the soil of the flower bed and managed to stop.

"You know, I could do such clever imitation, I wish I could have used it when I was down."

"You can't chant without some distance."

When the treasurer paid the dust on his knees, he stared at Karen with his jitty eyes. It is just a robust body. He was not injured when he fell off his shoulder holding Loulou, who had fallen on his feet. Loulou stays unconscious and doesn't wake up. As I lay her down gently, Karen began disguising herself with the leaves and dead grass on top.

"Hmm. Now you're free for a while."

"Don't pity her for a second"

"Well, I'm just off to inspect the city of Ningen."

When the collector worshipped Loulouloulou, who was unconscious with one hand, he followed the princess of the elf, who walked out willingly.