Dungeon+Harem+Master

The sun was against Jomtien.

The collectors arrived at Step Elves after a three-day itinerary as planned.

"Hey, don't stop. Proceed."

"Okay, don't poke me."

"Hey! Don't be abusive!! That's not the enemy!!

A soldier stiffening both sides of the collector frustrates him and hits him hard on the shoulder with his spear tip. Each time, Karen shook herself like she did about me, releasing a voice of restraint. You couldn't disobey the princess's orders, and the soldier spit away in a bitter manner.

The collector was captured at the same time as he arrived in the formation of Step Elves. Both arms were tied in the back hand with thick oak shackles and the prisoner himself. I can see Karen walking forward looking back at me with a chill looking worried. Each time, a total furry willingness to kill arose from the soldiers around him.

"You guys! Try your hand at that ningen any further! When are you going to go to your father?

She is a historical royalty. I guess the gaze of a fellow woman towards an enemy human being is pissing off for the elves.

In particular, the stabbing of the general soldier, who showed harsh jealousy, was remarkable.

Karen is a beautiful woman. I held it and recognised it.

White skin like snow, soggy breasts to suck on.

The tall raised fleshy good ass reminded me of the bright peaches.

Just walking behind him like this, the hips swinging left and right draw a tight curve, stirring the man's evil heart violently.

Inevitably, it was an eye-catching sight for a man who was shrouded in war dust away from a woman. Such a high stature, a distinguished young and beautiful woman, was not tolerated by the general soldier because of her stature. It is also something that delusions cannot happen in reality.

Even if the collectors don't look at each other's skin, they can't forgive themselves for holding a cheap mouth with the most precious blood-minded woman in their own family.

But if anyone sees it, they'll know right away. Karen's attentive gaze is nothing more than that of a woman who fell in love from the core.

From the day after she matched her skin, Karen began to behave differently than she had until then visibly toward the collector. It is special to a woman to be the first man. Karen, like a hunk of wagamama, was no exception. Being disparaged by the unnamed one-soldier style of a man in love was not something that could be forgiven under any circumstances.

"So your father will be right ahead of you, right?

"The Great King will not let this formation. On your behalf, General Battleseeker will see you."

The soldier responded by pushing and killing the bitter taste.

"Why not!!

Karen yells at him for his presence, but the leading officer remained silent and no longer opened his mouth. After a short walk, countless elf outposts stood with cold eyes in front of the curtains covering the formations.

(Wow, what a mess)

The collector was a student living in modern Japan.

Of course, I didn't know anything about a real war, and I didn't actually see a battlefield where a large number of humans would bump into each other, so I didn't really feel anything.

Second, when I sat back, my eyes met with the sentry.

I haven't come up with any emotions. It made me think of reptiles that didn't make me feel the temperature.

The elf was the face of a completely white lineage, a completely isolated kind of organism than any other kind of subhuman, if you look from the Oriental keeper.

He arrived in the middle of the main unit before his mind could be ready.

It was the very thing that cut off a warrior-era scene that the collectors saw in the Great River drama.

There was a man in the centre lined with boneless generals dressed in armor.

BattleSeek Loco Loco.

As nephew of Cliad Kang, king of the meadows, he is the strongest calling undefeated fierce general.

I see, it did have the prestige to make you think.

For sitting on the floor, it looks big.

The golden hair that swept over the scarlet coat looked glowing.

(This guy...!

It is a neat beauty that reminds me of a woman, but it did not make me feel strange and brittle.

Luxurious and rigid. The golden eyes that made him feel strong willed were so demonic that he was likely to be sucked in just peeking in.

little information on the elves the collectors have, but there is no doubt that the man in front of

"Big man."

It was something that could be called.

Karen openly distracted herself as she proceeded before the generals.

"Long time no see, Battleseeker"

The faces of the generals in the line immediately killed me. As for the sequence, Karen, the king's daughter, has a higher identity.

Most importantly, Karen changed her life in a negotiating setting with the enemy and took the liberty of switching the terms of her surrender to harmony.

Of course. Those stories will be known by now.

From the belligerent elves, it was an unforgivable act of enmity.

But I know them and I just have to keep being arrogant. She was sensibly aware that once instinctively pulled back, nothing could be done.

Weakened dogs can be beaten with sticks.

It is the proverb of the people of the meadows. If we don't keep winning, we can hold Kobe back. I'm not even allowed to stand if I don't keep stripping my fangs. We cannot remain authoritative unless we are too arrogant in a world dominated by power. There could only be one point, that the only weapon Karen with a hands-on air fist is no longer the blood of a king.

Her thin shoulders are shaking anxiously.

I don't think so.

Even so far apart, BattleSeek's presence was rolling.

A man slowly stood on the floor.

I saw the illusion that the Xu was moving, and Karen showed a slight fright.

BattleSeek gazed into the clear, pigmented, thin eyes as he stood forward shaking silver armor.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Surprised, I thought you were dead."

It is a low, suppressing voice. Not big, but oddly enough, it was something in my ear.

"What do you mean?"

That's all Battleseeker said, and he glanced at the nearby neighborhood sitting behind him.

"Take him. I didn't know you'd survive this far. Karen has luck."

When the two shortly take Karen's arm, they drag her off the spot.

"Hey, what are you going to do with this!! Who do you think I am!! Let me see your father! You guys, don't shut up and watch. Do something!!

Even the silent generals laughed delightfully as Karen slammed her legs as she raised her body. There was a strong scorn clearly praised there mocking the ignorant.

"What's wrong, you guys!! No answer!!

Karen keeps asking to twist herself and bounce the mockery back, but the amount of voices emanating from the throats of men trained on the battlefield is not a great deal. The lonely struggle was also murky, and Karen's complexion was losing more and more color.

"I had no idea you still didn't understand what position you were in"

"Just because you're no longer royal doesn't mean you're not allowed to be sidelined"

"I guess this is exactly what funny means"

Kept exposed to an unknown disdain, Karen had already wept. The lack of respect was given up because it was a mixed race, but nevertheless the generals of the subordinates had never made an insulting statement so far in public.

"What, what the hell? Sure, I switched conditions arbitrarily against my royal life, but all judgments should be made by the king. Why do I have to humiliate you all so far..."

The battleseek said it slightly distorts the mouth.

"A king? A king would be here. Right in front of you."

"No way......!

Karen turned her complexion white as a piece of paper and looked around at the people around her. Everyone has already erased their niggered grin. Their eyes were, albeit unnecessarily, in response to a no.

"No way. No longer can we bring the meadow warriors together in the weak-hearted Cliad Kang. The wind is changing while you're out using it. This, when I was begged by the chiefs of the tribes, I was officially reckoned king of the meadows. Sadly, the Ningens were all angry when they took over the general of the castle. They're motivated enough. Once the wind blows, the meadow wolves won't stop until they slaughter their prey."

"Don't be ridiculous! There's no way I can suddenly decide that! More or less, the assassination of the castle general would be your reward. Now, stop this farce and let me see your father!!

"She's a perfectly mindful woman. Karen, you've been doing that for a long time. Here at its best, it shows a strangely unusual way to sit on your belly. I really like that part of you."

Battleseeker brought his face closer as he peered into Karen's eyes, which burned in anger.

"You were going to do this from the beginning. You tried to kill me as well as the enemy castle general."

"But you survived. Without any protection in that desperate situation."

"You made me pull the frasers up first."

"That's why I'm amazed. Think about it. You were killed by the Commander-in-Chief and fled alone in a cage filled with enemy soldiers. They used to say this when I gave the grassland occupier a look at the future. If you marry the strongest princess in the world, the heavens are in your hands. As a result, you broke through the encirclement of an enemy that you thought was impossible and even escaped from the hands of an assassin. You're very different from my sister Thea."

"You're lying, Battleseeker. No way, even my sister......!? Are you kidding me?

"Don't get me wrong. Thea couldn't make it through the trial. My grief is real. In a double sense. I wanted to see the heavens with Thea."

Battleseek moaned from the bottom of his heart as he clouded his eyes. I don't see any falsehood. Therefore, Karen was furiously and unnecessarily stirred up her hatred and barked to bite.

"So you really got your sister!? For that reason! What are you doing? Why are you doing such a terrible thing!? My sister really loved you!!

"I was there, too, Karen. It was hard, it was really hard. The pain of ravaging what you love to the unreliable is like dredging the bottom of hell and looking straight at it. It's unbearable with a lot of energy to keep seeing that poor wild rose-like Thea crawl with the help of an unreliable man and be blamed from behind. But we can't talk about what's king, what's distracting one woman. It was a ritual that truly allowed me to blossom my qualities as king."

"You're crazy."

Karen snapped low as she snorted.

"I'm not crazy. This was the necessary procedure for the future hegemony."

"... I don't care about you anymore. Your father is safe."

"Don't worry, the former king is getting a proper rest. I'm sure I won't be on the stage in the future."

"My father was buying about you. You betrayed your trust, and you forced me to capture you. So, you want me to take you somewhere and dispose of you and your sisters?

"Karen, you misunderstand me. You still have an important role to play in sorting through. Don't you understand?"

"What, what's an important role?"

"Let's be clear. You will conceive my child after me. My seed dwells in your womb, chosen for heaven's sake. Give birth to the king's son. It's an honor."

Karen spit as she raised her face, letting her hatred be regarded.

The surrounding generals floated their hips from the floorboards and colored. Battleseek put his finger on Karen's thin jaw without even plucking the spit that conveyed his cheeks.

"The strength of that temper. I still prefer Thea and others. I'll force a horse like you to lay it on a mattress and give you plenty to be proud of."

"Who......!!

"Yeah? I don't get carried away just because I'm mixed. Besides, I am not satisfied with the kings of some of the tribes that lay in the meadows. Even if you think about it, you have a mixture of royal blood that can unite this vast romance. In other words, the children born among us will naturally be born and connected to the royal family of the Ningens. I will begin by dropping the fortified city of Silver Villago in front of me, and I will have all the Romles in my hands within ten years. If I come from the Rocco tribe to be king of the whole land, rebellion will ensue, but it will be easy for the Ningens to obey King Romles' bloody grandchildren."

The generals whispered, "What a deliberate farewell".

Karen shook the twin tails left and right and made a grudging voice to squeeze them out.

"You're a paranoid maniac."

"That's our destiny. Karen, it's like you survived the wilderness alone."

"So that's your mistake!!

Karen turned her gaze as she shouted violently, waving her hand, which was attached to her jaw.

All humans finally realized there was one man ahead of them.

The collector kept his eyes open, watching the change.

"Who is that man, after me?"

"Don't touch me."

"Right. Apparently, you mean the bug the guy put on Karen."

As BattleSeek lowered one eyebrow, an elf soldier who sensed it pressed the spear tip against the hoist's throat.

As soon as he does, Karen stifles his face and screams.

Understanding everything, Battleseeker looked depressed when he paid for the hair on his face.

"Unshackle him."

When the bindings of the collector were quickly untied, Karen revealed her delight.

The nearest neighbor crushes as he asks about the Lord's mood.

"Do you want to dispose"

"No, then Karen won't be convinced. I don't want a long-lasting family going out of the cold. After me, here's a suggestion from me. You seem to like that bug a lot, but I'll have a Ningen slave instead, so you hit me with it."

"He's not a bug!!

"I see, how much garbage poison is spinning around? This is not good enough to detoxify. So what do you say we settle for the meadow code?"

Karen slowly chewed BattleSeek's words and now it's time to ramble like it caught fire. That was a literal madness, not a ratio so far.

"Run! Quick, get out of here!!

"Hey, bugs there. It's easy to dispose of you, but here's one thing.

I'll be right there with you. First of all, if it's impossible but you win, I'll allow you to take Karen and walk away from this place. Yeah, let's put an extra on it. Why don't we stop attacking the castle, and we'll be quiet and we'll go back to the meadows and promise never to ruin Romless territory again in the future? I don't care if it's broken. Thank you. I'm going to play with you myself. "

As soon as BattleSeek put his hand on the golden machete, the area quieted back like a deserted man.

When the generals, who were sitting on the floor table, stand up without remaining, they have a blue-white face.

The only exceptions were the five, including his immediate SS, the "Fourth Gen. of Ether” and his deputy Fraser.

"The winner gets everything. That's the code of the meadow. What do you say?"

"From me, it's going to be too easy to understand and tears. Honestly, I don't care about the inner circle of the elves. My job is to punish Karen for letting her see her father. Either way, I'd appreciate it if I could beat you up and put this foolish mess away. What's your word!!

When the collector received the sword from the elf soldier, he flew back behind his back and lowered himself.

The situation sucks.

It became clear that the assassination of Castle General Oreil had been carried out by the elves.

Besides, it turns out that the only great king who seemed to make sense of the story that was connecting his hopes, Klyad Kang, was also seized of his throne by a belligerent battleseek and locked away. Battleseeker plots to force Karen to marry him and make him an instrument of the Romless Royal Invasion. Because of the fright of the generals around him, he knew that the arm of the enemy in distress in front of him was uninterrupted.

"Run, run..."

Karen, I'm not gonna die.

Even if you defeat BattleSeek, the soldiers around you won't let the collectors go home alive.

The fate was as good as Karen's.

Win or die, lose or die had opened their mouths wide and spread to the present.

When the collector pulled out the holy sword "Black Lion," he placed it in the front eye and quickly moved to the left. The battleseek then moved in parallel at the same speed.

He jerked out a curtain to direct operations on the front line. Leaps into a blank space between the formations and the formations. The two walked over with Jiriziri and waited for the fighter.

The collector shook his blade tip as he radiated intense fighting from his entire body. This is how I can understand just being confronted. The man in front of you is probably the strongest enemy I've ever fought.

"What's wrong, are you coming or not? It's not even a fight like this. Which, if you can't move, I'll force you to move."

Battleseeker rolled up his scarlet coat as he raised his right arm.

The glowing sunlight lit on the white blade, covering the moment, the vision.

"Wind King Blast (Aeroburst)"

At the same time the blade tip was shaken, a battleseek chant took place.

The atmosphere was oddly distorted, while huge chunks of wind were shot out hard.

Wind Attribute Magic!!

I flew before I understood.

The giant air bullet that got pregnant with the storm swept around and ran at an awesome rate.

As soon as I scratched, a white blade came down from above my head.

I wield a long sword to prevent it, but my body blew up like a leaf on too many shocks.

The collector manages to hold the blade back as he rolls it into the earth.

Battleseeker giants were imminent when vision regained the world.

Shoot, when I heard the raging blade wind, I was already heavily cracked in the left shoulder.

Shortly after I learned the severe pain, my second blow swung down.

Diagonal the long sword and manage to prevent it. It's a terrible shock.

I almost took off my sword and blushed hard.

"What's going on, we're gonna keep going."

Battleseeker gently carved the steps to dance.

It keeps releasing an accurate poke.

The collector tries to turn himself around and strike back, but because of the speed of the sword flashes, it was best to turn passively. Power and speed were up over the wrong steps. Spend all your energy avoiding a blow. Breathing happened to be disturbed and the foot became unconscious.

The collector squeezed his strength and squeezed his sword with both hands, pounding momentum from the upper section.

Gah, the meshing sound of metal rings.

"Oops. I'm glad you're inside now, bug."

Battleseeker whistled as he took lightly the thrill of the treasurer's body.

My whole body grows gross.

The local power is too different.

Instead of picking up a win if you're doing it decently, it's impossible to even put a blow in it.

I didn't have time to put my thoughts together and got kicked in the chest. In an instant my breath clogs and my vision blinks like a ticking and broken lamp. As I took the distance as I rolled, I saw BattleSeek walking over unprotected. I managed to get up with my hands on my knees.

The whole body gushing sweat until it stained my coat and my throat hurt like tingling with intense dryness. My forehead snaps with dripping sweat. The wind that was blowing carried fine dust and snapped his cheeks.

A strong grassy smell poked my nose. If you notice, the elf soldiers who came together were surrounded by cheers. The sound of the drums of war, which are going to sound like the ground, is rocking the Triple Regulation.

The landscape in front of me comes blurry and sumptuous like paint dissolved in a water bucket.

My vision is strangely narrow.

The fright creeps from outside the cut frame.

The fright of not winning, wraps around his whole body with ease.

At the edge of his sight, the crying woman's face slipped in slightly.

But I won't throw it out.

There was certainly a reason for that.

None of them were confident in their current collectors. Forced to stand up with his knee about to shatter. The battleseek in front of you is still intact. The battle was no longer on. You don't even have to put me up. I felt myself screaming that the other self did well in the distance.

Still, the collector stood.

I got up.

Set up a sword with a body like a borough cloth.

Keane and the world go into silence.

"Well stood. Then I'll make it easier for you."

When Battleseeker laid his hands on the machete, he stood on his back. I hold it backwards when I snap a knife quietly.

The collector entrusted everything to Immortality Red, an immortal crest shining out on his chest, and rushed out with all his might. There is only one unusual resilience.

Let him slash it and finish it with a poke. There was no other way to choose.

"Secret Sword, Disease Slash"

From the swinging blade of BattleSeek, the slaughter flew by tearing the atmosphere apart.

Release an anger to strike it off. At the same time I felt floating in my body, I caught a glimpse of the glow.

When the collector received the flying slash in full from shoulder to hip, he sprinkled a tide of blood and danced in the void.

The thought switched off lightly so as to turn off the monitor.

A complete defeat was the decision to win or lose.

He regained consciousness with the feeling of a rain grain that descended abundantly.

Still alive. There is no emotion. He was grabbing my ankle and dragging me like a thing.

The collector noticed that his entire body was rigid as if he had been paralyzed in an attempt to move his fingertips.

Some of the inferior insects turn off the feeling of pain when taking life-threatening damage.

When I was forced to lift the eye lid, there were marks of zackling and slashing from my right shoulder to my left flank. The elf soldier transporting the collector by the two sides looked like he never dreamed that the object was regaining consciousness.

Am I still young, the two seemed to make small bets about the dinner menu and were indifferent to what should be the corpse behind them?

I don't have anything to think about when it comes to battles.

However, my chest ached when I thought of the calamity that would befall Karen as a result of my defeat.

"Oh, my God, he's still alive."

"Seriously. With this deep hand!? Ningen is really filthy."

My body was heavy because I was soaked in plenty of rainwater on the ground in the process of being dragged across the street. As the collector groaned and twisted himself, the elf soldier rolled out his spear tip with amusement. He stares at each person like a sticky blade tip creeping into his flank. There was no pain, only the coolness of the metal could be understood.

It's a counterattack. We have to fight it in order to survive. I managed to reach for my hips, but I didn't have a sword. Black lions are a big deal. Probably taken as a loot.

The zodiac calmly observed his body and thought about whether he could defeat the soldier in front of him.

The answer to the question was immediately given.

Impossible.

"Whoa, whoa! Die, you filthy ningen flair!!

"Haha. Oh, my God! Oh, Shibu, this guy. Oh, it's not like Oyla wants to die like this soon, it's like she wants to get out and kill a proper ningen."

The young elf rolled out his spear alternately and protruded into the body of the collector, but in the meantime stopped moving if he was getting tired of it.

"Hey, I'm getting tired of this, and I'm gonna finish this guy off. I'm starving."

"Miguel, you can't. Really, I need to hear the platoon leader's orders. Even free bodies can rot easily. Plus, if you don't throw it away, the mountain's gonna come fishing."

"Oh, that's more troublesome than Ningen's army."

The sky is covered with black rain clouds, and the surroundings are uncertain. We were talking about dinner, so it was probably not the night, but the surroundings were still dark in my eyes.

"No, no, no!

"Ho!!

Fluffy body floated with the calls of the elves. The world continued to spin in circles, eventually stationary. The light on his chest feels the crisis and shines out strong.

At the same time, all the senses suddenly came back.

The collector shook his throat and barked hard, causing him pain.

"... damn. Where is this place?"

I managed to move my neck and turn my gaze downward.

Gradually, the sight popped in as if the eyes were getting used to it or poking behind the eyeball.

What the collector was thrown down was a giant hole dug in a circular shape.

There, a large number of carcasses were piled with mountains to emit a strange odor.

He vomited without leaving any contents of his stomach, without being able to reveal the vomiting that protruded his stomach.

I managed to convince my heart of the view in front of me with my face full of the severe pain that pierced my brain.

All of the stacked carcasses were unusually muscular for being skinny.

If you gaze at it with a zippered eye, all of it is black with a long stained tanning.

Perhaps the nearby peasants who have lagged behind in escaping the invasion of step elves.

Most of the victims were considered elderly in this world over middle-aged.

Young, powerful men and women are sold off as labor and sexual slaves.

"A good one," he said.

When the zodiac sight burned in his eyes, the zodiac rose and began to climb the slopes.

The force of the crest blocked the wound, but it had not recovered to its physical strength.

"There's scratches, the rain's on, my head's gunning. But you can't still be one of us."

Suck in the water and put your nails up on the brittle dirt sand and aim up.

Gasoling hate, starting the engine of revenge.

"I can keep my mouth shut. It's not me. Don't do it. Wait, Battleseeker. It's not over like this. Kill Temei and take Karen back!!

At the bottom of my heart I knew somehow. Not a single thing is going to change when I climb up this slope. The castle of Silver Villago, lacking the General, will fall sooner or later.

The man named BattleSeek was so full of hegemony that he was sure of it. It's a completely hopeless situation. There was a world in front of me where the arms of a sword stood a little, but nothing could be done.

The collector protrudes his arms forward, which are likely to shrivel, forcing them into the muddy soil to shake his whole body. You have to give your whole body a spiritual boost to move one head forward.

An effort that could not be considered such an effort would have been indestructible if soldiers had stood on this slope and collapsed with one thrust.

So I just thought about Karen.

She was not an honest woman at all.

"He's a really stubborn... handy one..."

I know that the morning I first forgave my body, I was trying to escape softly and unnoticed. Because he knew there would be no life if the castle's keepers came to the enemy.

"You scared me more than anyone... you really want to get away with it... you're so strong"

It's not over yet.

It must not end. This battle belongs to that category.

So, protect.

Protect what he believes. We must not prolong the barren killing any longer.

"That must be your wish."

In his cloudy consciousness, the collector gasped with his shoulders as hard as a sick dog, stripping his teeth out and roaring vigorously.

But that was all I had to do to keep my strength going.

In the downpouring rain, the collector tried his best to roll down the slope.

The dark channel was completely silent when it drank everything down.

And the clouds of war finally moved violently.