Dungeon+Harem+Master

The moment I saw something glowing on Liza's cheek, my whole body of blood froze. The collector saw the sight of kneeling before the men and thanked God in time for the tragedy that was about to happen, stroking his chest down.

At the same time, a flame of anger burned up as it caught fire all over his body. It is an emotion that cannot be controlled by reason. Momentum It was thrown at the suburbs around.

Whispering, the two goblins approach left and right.

The holy sword black lion of the treasurer was fierce, flowing right, left.

The blade bounced off his little bald head as he scratched the goblin's throat accurately.

The fright quickly spread to the group, and the goblins who were gathering together took a short distance. More than ten people have been cited for blood festivals in order to break the circle of siege. Dagdala's expression was sassy blue and black and stained with anger.

"One hit."

"Ah?"

Dagdala's expression. I relaxed like I was in love. Then soon I realized what it meant, and it made me laugh and laugh. I'm just acting like I'm trying to show you some room against the understatement. However, he was shaking quietly with anger filled with both arms that he had assembled in front of his chest.

"You hear me, my voice. Blue-green inferior organisms. I'm going to deal with Temehe and the rest of the bastards right away. Cry and welcome."

When Dagdala changed to a look reminiscent of the devil, she opened her eyes and radiated her killing spirit from all over her body.

"The kid. This is the first time you've licked me so far. Ningen, I'm going to crush you especially with care, so be prepared."

"Superior. Chop it up."

The collector rushed out with tremendous momentum as he flicked his coat.

Dagdala began to swirl overhead as she drew the giant iron sphere with uninterrupted force.

The stormy strange noise is ringing loudly.

The togued iron sphere glowed viciously as it reflected the pale sunlight shining from among the trees.

The collector watched as he spun around Daghdara. The enemy's gain is that giant iron sphere. They will freely manipulate and attack the two balls that come with both ends of the chain. It is a method of warfare that must continue if you are confident in considerable skill. You can see endurance as endless. This one will be at a disadvantage if you hold onto a protracted war. We should have won and lost at once.

"Whoa!!

"Whoa!?

As the collectors were moving their thoughts intensely, Dagdala quickly threw the iron ball in his hand.

Centrifugal force and speed are added to the weight of more than five hundred kilograms, and they fly in with intense momentum.

Throw yourself forward like swimming.

Iron ball thrown at me. I broke the cedar tree behind me easily.

"Yay."

Iron balls perched on the trunk are quickly pulled back by chains. I groaned while I lay down depressed. I heard a sharp sound breaking the wind in my ear. I poked my hands to the ground and cut a dragonfly. The iron sphere is followed by jarring chains unwinding. If it gets tangled up, it's the end of a roll. I swallowed a single hit of the return with paper.

Glimmering in the rear, the giant tree falls down with a loud noise. The periphery was shaken by the impact of the fall, and the birds flew with the sprawling bush leaves.

"Well done. But you can't take me down if you're just running away."

"Advice Thanx"

"I wonder how far that abatement will go. Ahhh!!

Dagdala raised her blue muscles on her temples, now releasing two balls at a time.

Destructive without threshold, but not at unbreakable speed. I opened my body and scratched it.

The giant iron balls thrown stirred the blue and black meat again as they poked in the middle of the crowd deciding the wild horse. Butuvutu, flesh and intestines were torn apart, and a distressed voice swirled.

The iron sphere quickly minced the surrounding goblins.

"Sons of bitches ah!! It'll get tangled up, but hey, hey, hey!

"Yikes!!

"No eh!!

"Yeah eh, babe!!

Dagdala was frustrated that the meat pieces of the involved goblins were entangled in the chain, forcing her to attract the score. Whenever Guru and his muscles were powered, the Terminator sounded high in his arms.

The world will not allow itself to be irrelevant in this battle.

Now all the goblins of the sights fled, and all that remained were limited to those who were wounded and unable to move, and only a few dark elves, including Liza.

The collector lowered his hips low as he stood the black lion horizontally. Dagdala was right. As long as you're on the run, the battle won't follow you forever. Chew enemy weapons once, calmly, and in your head. A thick chain, weighted, in two iron spheres, likely about thirty meters. When the ideas were summed up promptly, the decision was momentary.

"Hey, do you think your moves are just a bunch of those balls over your head?

"Ng?

"Besides, we can't talk about it in Nocon. Anyway, you must also be a livestock caught in bait by slave traders. Now, I'm going to save your life, so why don't we just get the hell out of here?"

"Hmm! To such a cheap provocation..."

"Taunt? This is a fact. You fools fought bravely without armor, you goblins are just welcome to the outfits tailored by humans!! You cowardly monster!!

The collector kicked and mocked the beautiful armor worn by the goblin body right next to him.

Originally, goblins, like dark elves, did not wear hard except traditional leather armor and were sometimes proud to fight naked with no enemy blades. It's just a defense for the weak, such as protective equipment. Normally, even without consciousness, Daghdara's deep consciousness had the burden of fighting with the supply of weapons from humans.

I remembered this because, on the road, most of the words of the goblins cursing the dark elves who could no longer move were about personal courage and were analogous because the extremes were a one-pattern of "cowards". The goblin complex, which is short, with poor arm strength and agility, is intense. Momentum and hostility are the very species called Dark Elves, who are physically and geographically superior. It could also be seen from its philosophy of placing the non-standard Daghdara on the king, who jumped through and boasted of his gigantic body.

"Whoa, I'll kill you! I'll kill you. Ugh!

"Mr. Ghost, come here!

The collector gave him his coat and made him slap his reckless exposed glutes towards Dagdala.

I shouldn't.

That's not all I can do anymore.

Dagdala's field of view narrowed and was aggregated on the back of a keeper hitting the run as he was invited.

The collector identified a critical point where the ghost iron ball behind him could not reach, and ran to the run. Bu 'oh, the balls of iron that become are cold when you hear them.

but if I didn't hit it, I couldn't help it. Even though it is the enemy's special weapon, it is not enough to fear now that it lacks calm. The iron sphere raised the earthen smoke by hitting the bush without even targeting it. Moss danced to the universe with a mixture of damp mud and the unique smell of the forest.

The collector ran through the galley field as he quickly ran down the slope. When you reach a ravine full of floating stones, the light does not shine and you run up a slope where frost accumulates that remains frozen. As he continued to pursue his prey moving to Zigzag, Dagdala did not come to the fact that he was being guided to the dead.

The collector snuck up to Dagdala, who bewildered him as he looked around as he crouched into the bushes of his time. Approaching the time of arrival of the blade. Signs were blocked like carnivores hunting for their prey.

The collector waved the black lion diagonally as he popped out playing the leaves of the tree.

Momentum slashes Dagdala to her defenseless right hip.

A puff of blood smoke broke out and the giant leaned obliquely. Anger-stained eyes are glowing.

The collector tried to swim and jumped in as he shook the black lion.

My hands slammed all over my stomach.

Kick your hips and pull out the blade.

As soon as he did, Daghdara, who showed unusual toughness, threw an iron ball in both hands.

Flew away and gently squeezed away.

"Bastard, kill me -!?"

Dagdala tried to attack the tremendously retracted collector, swinging the chain.

- but the iron spheres and chains that were supposed to swirl overhead could not be entangled in turbulent wood to gain centrifugal force. Dagdala is in a hurry and her hands are sliding grabbing the chains. The collector and the gaze intersect. King of the arrogant Subman. The colour of fright appeared clearly in my eyes.

Even if the range of the trees is too narrow, they won't follow us vigilantly, and even if it's too wide, this one will be at a disadvantage.

To seal Dagdala's weapons, it was an exquisite location.

Aware of the disadvantage of his gains, Daghdara abandons the unbreakable chains, pulls through the short knife on his hips and also comes towards health.

But this time, this is mine!!

The collector barked sharply and ran through the left side of Daghdara with his long sword.

Response to breaking meat and bones. The slaughter of the collector occasionally deeply tore the enemy's built-in.

"Ouch!!

A built-in hot air makes a dodgy noise and flows down to the ground.

The earth was dampened with fresh blood scattered all around.

"I'm sorry to hear that. You can't win a fight just because of your fucking guts. Yours is the courage of your husband."

"Hey, no way, aim for this. But if it's this big."

Dagdala was a pupil that began to cloud, looking at the trees over her head like untrained. Even if I intend to remain calm myself, it is common for me to not see the information and the surroundings.

"How dare you bully Liza"

"Uh, oh, no. That, no......!

There was no fine dust, such as the shadow of the proud king, and there was a miserable loser in the midst of the mighty.

"I won't tolerate objections. Liza is my woman!!

The zodiac shook down at the same time barking with the black lion standing one hand on the upper stage.

A meteor ran straight through Dagdala's bald head.

The cold blade produced a bright red tear when it ran vertically from the blue and black head to the tip of the jaw.

And the king of Goblin fell from his back upon the tree, scattering his cerebral cord, and stopped his function for ever.

When the collector wielded his long sword and shed blood and fat, he took a pocket out of his chest and carefully plucked the blade.

The other side of the bush swayed slightly. When the collector put the blade in front of him, he threw the pieces of paper in his hand up over his head. I sighed howlingly as I saw Lisa stepping out on a snack during a paper blizzard that fell.

"What, don't surprise me"

When the collector put his sword in his sheath, Liza jumped on a puff. I reached out and stroked my head. Liza narrowed her eyes and rang her throat, rubbing her face against her chest like a cat.

"Are you sure?

"Right now? What are you talking about, abruptly? Chu, why are you here?"

"Are you going to make Liza a Klund woman?

"Oh, well, what's that, momentum, that oh"

The collector mumbles. Liza felt sad and sad about the attitude.

"If so, Liza is so happy"

"Uh, that. Yeah, that's right, there's nothing wrong with that,"

"Liar, is it?

It's not a lie.

"Yay!!

"I did, you didn't. You know, I've got a place to go, and what happened to all this stuff in the first place?"

"Yeah? That's a win for the Lizzas!!

"Huh!? Why not!!

"You've lost sight of Dagdala, and your people are fighting back again. So, when Liza and the others touched each other screaming that Dagdala was dead, the goblins fled without leaving."

"What, that's how the formation collapses?

"When the Gugabang master over here was in the lead and let the carriage run around, Mi-na ran away. The generals of Liza and the others are right in front of us. I don't see Dagdala. It's a simple fact."

"Wow. Goblins, mentally weak."

The Goblins seemed to win only because, for one thing, they relied on the strength of one Daghdara. In primitive quantity, it is often decided lightly by a single strike between the generals. The shallow goblins were cowardly blown by the fact that our flag heads never returned. The tide of battle changed the flow to the Lizzas with a single hair.

"When the Goblins escaped, the Kobolts went down to the Dark Elves' gates without remaining. So, forward. Ultimately, the big voice wins. Big victory, man."

"Well, you won't have to come looking for me more and more. Look, you're worried about finding me."

"Haha. But even if Liza prays, it's because it's true that the flag color has gone bad. I can't keep fighting witches anymore."

Liza went like nothing, but her thin arms in her rear hand were shaking.

The collector tried and behaved calmly.

"Is that what it is? Tough."

"The public wind is cold on Lisa, the witch. Besides, if Liza stops being a witch, she'll have to conceive another man's seed. Liza, I don't want to have a baby other than Klund. Say!!

I took Liza's eyes directly from the front and looked back. The more likely you are to be drunk, the stronger your resolve resides. The treasurer, out of his shoulder, told him.

"You're gonna throw everything away."

"Yeah."

There is no stray. I honestly thought I lost.

"To be honest. I already have a wife, and that's a lot."

"Is it a lot? Hmmm, then Liza is no good either!! It's tough to break up with everyone, but it's tougher to stay with Krander."

Liza anxiously said, "I wonder if everyone will get along with Liza," already worried about the rest of her marriage.

"... here we go. Even if there's about one more."

"That's right! It's not numbers that matter. It's the love of Lisa."

The collector took Liza on the road and told her what was to come. That it will not lead to a fundamental solution unless we defeat the slave traders in the dark elves and the goblins who have even broken up with them. Getting along with the wives you already have. Selfishness is to be contained as much as possible. The change of snack shall be made no later than three times. Rudge's glasses are about an orbitally swollen desire to pepper, etc.

For the most part, it was close to public discourse, but among other things, Liza turned out to be Liza and had important information. In other words, it is about the base of the Joshua Chamber of Commerce based around here. The elders of the dark elves, who did not like expansionism, were extremely reluctant for the clan to fight away from the woods.

Firstly, if they were in the woods without entering, there was the fact that humans would never try to step inside in fear of having an affair with the central clan. Thus, the main battle areas of the guerrilla warfare of the Dark Elves were limited to the streetscapes by the woods and relatively close to the field, and the base of the Chamber of Commerce in the original sense, slightly behind Andrew's territory, had been removed from the target of the attack. If you ask me, the slave traders at the Chamber of Commerce were letting the goblins defend their strongholds with softness.

But it can be said that this victory in the Vain Forest has almost destroyed the fighting power of the Goblins. According to information from the Liza and the others, most of the humans' escorts have been quite defeated in the battle between the collector and Liza when they first met.

"Then the rest of the defense will probably lack twenty. If that's all there is to it, can you do something with me and Liza?"

"Yes, they do! Liza's invincible if she's with Klando!

"You're not invincible."

"It hurts!

The collector fed Liza's forehead with chops and thought Icarus, who would be a powerful escort to the enemy. If that man was on the Chamber of Commerce, it would have been a big barrier.

Now, it is applied to a single defeat. Then it is worthwhile.

"Hey, something's burning!!

"Whoa, the kland's on fire. Ambitious and dressed."

The two of them twitched and moved down the street, but even on foot they said it was about two days away.

"Huh. But I'm just tired today, Gons."

When the collector rented the digging shed beside the street without permission, he took Liza and slipped into it.

Was it originally used by nearby people, and old wooden farming equipment was dusty? There's nothing wrong with a dusty place to see, or to the extent of spending the night avoiding the wind and rain.

"Wait. Yikes. Right now, Lisa's burning the rabbit she caught."

"Sencu"

The collector watched as he lay his back on the doorboard in the cabin, zipping Liza to make the evening meal worthwhile. I had doubts about what I could do with the raised meal, the woman I was asking my mother to fulfill, but if I let it be, guided and cleverly, the rabbit of prey would be caught, the fire would be started, and the mountain vegetables for consumption would be very active in the octahedral arms when picked.

"Be tasty, be tasty"

Liza had a diligent face, watching the roasting addition and subtraction of meat stabbed in the branches. It was such a quiet night that I wondered if there really was such a brutal killing during the day.

(Even so, a woman is a crisp decision to make)

The collector was thinking of something relaxing as he watched Liza do the evening support while pretending to have a puffy ass.

The truth is that Liza also lost her way and chose to be with me with a firm determination to entrust her life to this man, thinking until her brain messed up. Most of all, I knew it when I found out, and it was going to be rough, but it was also the sloppiness of a man. Too heavy a love is something that makes everyone happy half-sided, billion-dollar.

"Liza, the determinant of good taste is salt. Shake this salt."

"Whoa. Salt. Salt is precious. Klund has everything, he can do anything, he's strong, he's cool, he's Liza's best husband!

"Whoa, come on. Seriously, when you say that, you're in good shape, right?

The meal we had while flirting was exceptional. Eat guffy meat dripping off fat. Liza had few words, poking her cheekstick and watching the sailor's health.

"Well..."

If we eat what we eat and are full of bellies, they are one another's favourites. It's up to one thing to do. Neither, eye to eye.

The collector sucked his plump lips as he held Liza's neck. Take time to swap saliva with each other. Liza's pale eyes glow like wet.

"Huh."

"I'll hold you, okay"

"Yeah. But, Liza, it's my first time, so I want you to be gentle"

When the collector could lay Liza's body on the straw, he covered it gently.

Two shadows become one. Liza's eyes. I saw the face of the collector in it.

The collector listened to Lisa's rough breath and gradually immersed herself in the act.