Dungeon+Harem+Master

The further we proceeded, the deeper and deeper the snow accumulated, clutching to our feet. The collector even continued Russell toward the world tree, buried in fresh snow deep enough to sink his hips.

"Why don't you just give up?"

Elina on her back snapped like she was sick of it. Even if we sneak up to the world tree, we can't sort out drug-effective branches without her being a wingman. I was unaware of the impossibility, and I brought him here as well. Her grievances and anger are best, but she can't turn back now.

When the collector dared to pretend he could afford it, he moved it by rubbing his spinning finger to her gluteal area, which he was carrying. One side is the world of silver. Naturally, it is impossible to try to touch it from the top of an adequate and thick cold suit.

Still, when she sensed her fingers clutching at her own butt tip, Elina felt the lowly act of a safekeeper with the sensitivity characteristic of a young woman, with a sincere contempt for her face.

"Hey, don't make any weird moves."

"What's a weird move?

"So that, my..."

Butt, is that what you want, when you realize it, Elina blushes.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Come on, tell me!

"Ugh, uhh. Shut up. Pervert. Barbarians!"

"Haha. It doesn't work. It doesn't work at all."

Elina dyes her cheeks and punches her in the back of the head with mittens of gloves. If you look from the side, it's just a sight where the couple look like they're twisted together. Loulou, who was walking in the rear, packed a step in time as he killed the signs. Noticing an awesome killing spirit to blow on, Elina was frightened like a child rabbit and stiffened herself.

"Hey, little girl. Don't get on with it."

"Ah."

"Okay. I can always slap that thin neck off. Just because you're tolerant, there's a limit to your patience."

"Well, because. Wow, me. I liked it and followed it..."

With a lot of anger, Elina tries to argue with her temperament with tears in her eyes, but she was completely swallowed up by the difference in position. It wasn't even a battle.

"The reply is, yes, or no, only. If you have the courage to say no, go ahead. That's what we want."

"Here, Loulou. Don't bully your daughter."

"So,"

"She's a bona fide collaborator. We must always remember to be grateful."

"Yes."

"What is a bona fide collaborator? This, rapist. Oh, my God, it's a lie! Welcome, Elina. We're here to help."

Loulou, sniffing hun, backed off. Incidentally, the keeper is traveling with Elina on her back because she wasted time not wanting to walk in the snow even when she died.

That should be it, too. The cold wind blowing from the front cuts up a salacious powdered snow, making a fine noise. The surrounding mountains reflecting the moonlight stood quietly like frozen silver. Two shadows keep moving slowly as they remain silent.

The collector stopped his leg. When I looked up, I could see how stubborn you were at present and what a tree looked like with its hips down in the center of it.

"Why, isn't it so far away?"

Are you listening to the zodiac, Elina is moving her gaze around as confused as she is.

"Weird. There's no one to watch."

"Am I?"

"For once, the World Tree is an important munition for the King's Army. Look. That lookout cabin. Usually, the lights should be on day and night."

Looking in the direction indicated by Elina, I see what looked like a tiny mountain hut. Frozen and snowy. That's blackened with a heavy push of silence.

"By the way, the last time I came here,"

"About six months ago. With fellow samurai in the distribution of food. But at that time, it was as much time as it was today. I think there were some outposts out there."

"Hmm."

As the collector gazed, Loulou approached the mountain hut only to find out that he was comfortable. Is she also new to Snow Mountain, not as agile a move as usual? Proceed carefully behind her, who draws the snow to precede her. This area was due to the gradient or the depth of the snow was about knee length.

"Mr. Klund."

"What's up, what's up? Whoa."

Running over the crisp and snow. There was an ice-cube-like object that frozen and solidified the whole cabin.

Illuminate directly in front with the brightness of Elina's razor lantern and look and hear it jealously. The transparent ice was blue and white and sparkling.

"The surface is twitchy. How cold is it? It's not supposed to freeze this far."

Sliding the gloves, some of the columns in the cabin had changed to a complete ice condition.

"Liar. Whatever it is, it can't be like this."

Elina's cuckoo voice. I figured it out so that Loulou's eyes would be smeared with jitters with the color of anxiety in his hands.

"Loulou. Just you, go back."

"What!?

Elina on her back shouts a surprise.

"No, care is useless. If you miss this opportunity, the soldiers will also be under strict surveillance, and there will be no next. Let's move on, Mr. Klander."

"Okay."

"Hey, wait a minute! I'm leaving. I'm leaving! So, I'll keep my mouth shut. Because I will keep my mouth shut about today. Right, right. I can still handle it at my discretion."

Naturally, Elina's opinion became an outfit to be ignored. For there is no eye for branches except hers. I was also fortunate that it stopped snowing during the action.

The collector made his way through Russell with repeated tough health and finally succeeded in reaching under the world tree.

"Fine, it's huge."

"Right."

The summit was wide inside.

It was reminiscent of Shinzhou's sulfur peak, which the collector once climbed. Hundreds and two hundred are spacious enough to accommodate at their leisure. If you look around, there's not so much snow, wonderfully. Instead, I could even feel the slightest warmth around the world tree. The collector sighed, looking up at the old tree about thirty meters in front of him. In the moonlight, its faintly floating beauty was even mysterious.

"This completes the mission. What, you didn't have anything to worry about?"

"Now, let's have a branch and a blame."

Loulou lay his eyes down somewhere, with a howling look. Almost at the same time, Elina stumbled on her back.

"You didn't have it. Oh, if I find out, what face do I have to work for tomorrow?"

"You'll find out."

"Eh."

"If you find out, you can blame me. Come on, Elina. I'm going to need another job. You still have a lot to do."

"Wait -!"

"Am I?"

"That's it, coming"

From Elina's throat there was a sound like a kitten's chirping. In an instant, even the unparalleled intense pressure came down violently from the eastern sky. As the collector shook Elina off her back, she quickly pulled out the holy sword "Black Lion”. The scream rang in my ear.

But I can't afford to be concerned about that. The roots of his teeth beeped unknowingly at the overwhelming fluctuations of intent to kill emitted.

Keep your eyes open and don't let it be slight. No, I can't move.

Back in the glowing moon, the threat finally began to show itself.

It was as big as if the scale of the world had gone mad.

The blue-white scales are moving huge wings as they indiscriminately reflect the light of the moon.

The barking voice was the king who controlled the sky itself.

"Blue Dragons May......"

Elina snapped as she sat down on the spot, like her soul had fallen out.

That was the name of the monster running through the night sky.

Blue Dragon was among the dragon species an extreme monster sitting in second place in the sequence of the advanced four species.

Especially the Zodiac still fights the Red Dragon equivalent of the third place in the sequence, which has been conquered with the evil Dragon King Vritra.

The threat, the fighting power, was deeply carved into every corner of the soul.

"Loulou, take her and run!! I'll buy the time!!

"Clandestine."

The decision to withdraw was quick. When I fought Vritra, the Red Dragon, it was just a dirt pit and chopped feathers. Do that again, and even if they say no first.

In particular, he understands at the bottom of his soul that winning is endlessly thin if he fights in circumstances where his current mind, equipment and strength are not sufficient.

Was it for this reason that the prince clouded the answer?

I see, if you use fortified soldiers to defeat dragons, the damage is immeasurable.

Even if we don't talk, I can understand that dragon being angry.

There is only one best solution.

Just get away from here.

The zodiac ran out trying to draw the attention of the blue dragon. Once again, urge the Louloughs behind you to retreat violently. So last. I can't afford to take my eyes off the enemy.

Blue Dragon barked heaven and earth hard and stood, opening its huge mouth wide so that even the dark night could tell better.

Blue and white cold air, similar to thunder lights, was radiated by drawing parabolas.

Occasionally, the space shivers, and the eyeballs instantly make painful noises and freeze.

My vision was all white and cloudy and my lungs hurt sharply with cold air.

As the epidermis of his face was seared directly in the burner, it burned and then lost its senses.

Instinctively flew straight to the side.

He strengthened the impossible orbit all over his body so that there was no muscle fiber left in his leg and a thousand cuts could be made.

Enemy attack.

I thought it was sweet.

Both feet were cooled with a fully released brace.

Fall to the front like no other. There is no sensation in the lower body. Only a sense of impatience clearly floats to the upper layers of consciousness. The image of defeat brought his head to his stomach. Cold chills should be severe, but my whole body is on fire so my skin can burn. The cloudy mud is swirling in my belly. It would be instinctive not to let go of the sword in your hand.

Fight back, we have to fight back.

End of sight.

A blue meteor pulls its tail and falls.

I roared and rolled. I felt severe pain in my left shoulder.

The blue dragon's sharp forenails ripped open. A severe pain ran like a paralysis in the brain.

We have to fight back. A broken lamp blinks violently in the brain. Try to stand up with all your strength. Looks like the arm you poked at the ground isn't your own. The rush becomes more and more upward.

I looked behind my back reflexively. I saw a shadow on the edge of my sight. Despair immerses the whole body.

Why don't you run away? I saw defenseless women caught in fear.

Treasurer, stand up. Stand and fight.

I barked in the mood of tearing.

I aligned my long sword against my sharp nails as they descended.

The black lion made a roar and engaged with the dragon's fangs.

Fluffy bodies float in the universe.

The blow of the Blue Dragon blew his whole body lightly like a bow.

At the same time as the floating sensation, the consciousness becomes distant.

An oral cavity lined up with a polished blade is capitalized in front of you.

Anger. Anxiety. Terror. Regret. Every emotion evaporates.

Blue and white fluctuations radiated violently.

The Builder's consciousness was to be swallowed by the mainstream of cold air, and now it is time to disappear from the world.

Loulou's behavior has been quick since the collectors were frozen. She reached the Lord's place running as she pushed Elina over the snow.

"Master Klund......!

The man, frozen white, had solidified with a stunned look with his mouth open.

"Ah, ah, ah"

I got a frightened moan from my throat.

Blue Dragon's frozen brace was powerful. Embrace the Lord, who has stopped moving like a statue. The ice itself is cold. Naturally, I can't feel the temperature. Has the enemy been satisfied by cleaning up the treasurer or swirling over the sky? If you want to leave the Blue Dragon, leave it now. Insert your arms into your sides and hold them up. I was about to fall behind because of the weight of the scratch. Even though Loulou is far more physically fit than a coarse woman, it will be difficult to run with a bone too man. But I don't have time to hesitate.

Loulou was the first person in his life to see a dragon species. Its overwhelming presence brought thought to a halt. The result was this. I have sacrificed my master, who is everything I am.

(Mr. Krando, Mr. Krando, Mr. Krando! We will definitely help............!!

Even though he was inherently in a position where his servant, himself, had to throw his life out and save the Lord, he was easily captured by what might or might not be.

I am a coward to spit on. It was also painful for me to breathe like this, safely. Strong remorse causes my eyes to swell bright blue.

(Die, die! It's Loulou. Can't protect those who decide with the Lord, what the hell are you talking about and being treated like the parents of the Underworld!!

Behind my brain was already fogged with all my life and death and the fear of monsters flying around overhead.

Absolutely take the collector home.

But temper alone cannot bridge the gap with reality.

"Phew, hmm"

It is a daunting undertaking to carry up the body of a collector composed of more than one hundred and eighty heights and heavy muscles, and to travel the difficult path packed with snow. In a bitterly cold snowy mountain that also froze his breath, Loulou continued to evacuate quickly and reliably as he let sweat slip down his forehead.

"Hey, hey. Wait a minute. If you wait!

I hear Elina chasing desperately from behind.

Honestly, right now she's just stuck together on her feet, and if she makes a pointless noise, it could be the result of attracting other monsters. It even came to an end in the corner of my head. I'm not normal right now. I can't afford to worry about anything else.

"Wait. I'm a bird's eye. I can't walk in the dark alone! My ankles aren't that strong either! Don't leave me alone."

His posture collapsed at the same time as he was hugged by his hips. Loulou thrust from his face into the snow as he carried the treasurer.

Loulou quickly stood up and kicked Elina's shoulder, rushing over to the collector who had just rolled over. A beastly roar can come from the edge of your mouth. Loulou's mood right now is as rough as a mother bear with children. I can't even read to my mood. Erina was just unlucky.

Squeeze your strength and re-bear the Lord. I don't have time for useless women. As soon as possible, we must embrace the Lord in a warm place. Grief is contagious. I'm going to cry to myself if I stay alert. Loulou withstood the weight of his back as he ate up his teeth and proceeded with a kick of snow. I felt the presence of Elina following me by pushing and killing a cry from behind.

"Wait, wait. There's something here for you."

I raised my face and pounded my tongue hard in the direction Elina pointed. Seeing, a fierce monster in white fur appeared snuggly on the slope ahead.

White dog.

A monster the size of a calf with bright red eyes in white fur. Primarily, he was a common wolf-shaped vicious beast that lived all over the mountains and hunted without herds.

The White Dog rushes over the snow as it roars low.

Loulou pulled the knife out of his hips and made a huge jump as he quickly lowered the collector onto the spot.

Flying white docks and voids made a difference.

It rolls over the snow as it clashes from shoulder to shoulder. Blood dripped from his left arm, determined by his protruding fangs. I get a cloudy voice. I look back just at my neck. The response was adequate.

The White Dog roared with regret as he wet the fur in the chest area from his throat in bright red. Loulou's slaughter must have severely sliced the wolf's chest.

I stood up with my hand against my knee.

The White Dog died lying on the earth when he exhaled into the cuts.

A fine bright white carpet of snow shining on one side around gets jiggly contaminated with brown body fluids. Monster fangs are committed with all kinds of miscellaneous germs. Loulou knew in experience that the bite wounds of the beast would swell beyond his reach later. On this occasion, you can't help but distract the dirty poison. When I grabbed the snow with my right hand, I threw it into my wound and moved it with me. Heavy pain runs through the brain weather, tears reflexively flooding out of my eyes.

"Yes, it is."

Erina, who was away, is approaching me worried and peeking into the scar. Even with such an impersonal imitation, she will undoubtedly be the bearer of a good spirit to worry about herself, a tenacious person who pushed herself into this situation. Tickling and heartbreaking.

"I'm sorry"

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry about that. Ningen. I didn't expect you to take him out on your own and let him catch such an eye. I'm not saying forgive me. The responsibility lies with me in the place of the Lord. When you return to the camp, punish me as you wish."

"... that's enough, that's all. Even you, if your husband orders you, will have to obey. Let's get out of here faster."

"Okay. I'm taking you now, Mr. Krander."

"I feel sorry for you, but your husband..."

Loulou ignored Elina's words and ran over to the collector. Solid as a statue, reaching up to take charge of it. The limp man's body seemed to be getting colder and colder because of his mind.

"Mr. Klando. External enemies have been cleared. Well, you wouldn't feel great in a place like this either. Now, I'm taking you to a warm place. Oh my palms, it's getting so cold..."

"You, what?"

Loulou keeps rubbing the arms of a statue that doesn't even pick up while sticking out into the void, desperately rubbing it in his own palm to warm it up. No reaction. The Lord does not move because he is not sincere enough. I grabbed each one of my fingertips with my hands and moved it to shake off a piece of ice that solidified onto the surface.

"Poor Klando. Because there's a loooo on it. It's a potato, it's a potato. It will heal soon. It will heal soon."

"Hey, poor thing, but your husband isn't anymore."

"What do you mean! Mr. Krander is the greatest man in the world! I can't think of anything like this. You'll get your mind back soon and you'll laugh as usual. You call me by my name! It's decided to heal. Because, because!

My eyes aren't as unpleasant as seeing Erina's painful.

I can't accept it.

Is it acceptable?

He never gave up on any situation.

Then I, the servant, must not do so.

Loulou cheeked on what was a chilled collector (...), spilling tears.

It was for a moment that I was relaxed. You noticed the surrounding killer that was about to come down, and Elina stifled her body, too. Some of the snow, which was accumulating high above the surface, thrives there.

One.

Two.

Mitsu.

"Don't run away. Get the hell away from here."

I screamed sharply when I counted to one.

"Huh? Hey, what?"

Finally, knowing the situation, Elina rushed out with her legs pulled together so that she could follow her survival instincts. That's fine. Neither would the collectors want to get any more involved. Four white dogs slowly narrow the siege as they sew the trees on the wide ridge.

Originally, they hunt in flocks.

It must have been a mistake for this one not to leave the scene at the time one was retained.

It is terror inside that the rotten red eyes come at constant intervals.

Loulou lay softly on the head of the man, the Lord, trying to soak the blood paste of the knife in his hands with snow.

The White Dogs are sticking their forefoot claws up and sticking them on the snow with gullibility.

I was selflessly obsessed earlier, but when I saw it like this, it was trembling in size.

We were just cornered.

But not so much wonder and fear.

Instead, I could even afford to be compassionate about Karen.

"The princess will be on the White River Night Ship for a while. I hope you catch a cold in this cold. Sa, Mr. Klando. I would like to ask you for some time now. Unfortunately tonight, the sending wolf persists. Because Lou Lou's got one thing against them."

No more worries on the side. When Loulou stood with his blade in his hand, he dared to confront the storm of beasts coming from all sides.

It feels like it's wrapped in fluffy bubbles. The collector gazed at a single stick moving in front of him. That looks like a stick at first glance, but he's dancing dressed like a strange move, twisting, turning left or right, or coming. "Klund. Are you done yet? Let's talk more," the voice belonged to the girl.

The collector thinks for a moment, but has no idea who it is. At least I try to move my neck to check my face, but the area around the basin seems to have been glued to the ground and I can't even move Pickle. Mmm, roaring, the girl blew her mouth with pleasure. "No, you can't, you can't move. Rest when you're tired, Kanjinkan" girl's eyes are blurry and indistinguishable with something like milky mist. In the brown hair is inserted a thin blue flower with a blush. Somewhere plain. That suited her perfectly. "Pretty? Does it look good on you, huh?" Oh, it looks good on you. It's cute. "Really? Uh, I'm happy, I'm happy." I still didn't see the girl's face. Is this a dream? If so, it's none of my business who's in front of me. "Hey, I guess the adventure is going well" Oh, it just took me a while. All kinds of things, just off the sidewalk. "That's what Klando looks like. But I'm not in a hurry. I'm not in a hurry. I'm not in a hurry. Slowly, slowly." Yeah, but I guess I'm a little tired. Can I rest here? "Yeah, Klando, you're always trying. I'd love to stay with Zuckland if I could. But it's okay." It's okay. "Look, I guess I had something to do" to do... Yeah, there could have been a lot. But I don't know, I can't remember it well. It's cold in here. Can we go that way? "No, you can't. I really want you to come, but no. Cland needs you to still do your best." Oh, but. "I am, but I can't work with you anymore. But always with Klander, because I'm with him. So let's try harder. Haha. Really, you remember every idiot, this" right, right. "When you wake up, you'll be fine. Yeah, I promise. Because Klund can still do it." Well, if they say so, you can't give up. Consciousness sparkles loose. How far is it a dream and how far is it a reality? An ear protruding over the girl's head stood pinned. Like sending a ale, it creaked and broke well.

- Well, let's call it a contenue, Maggot.

"Your husband."

"Ah?"

When the collector woke up, there was a look of Pordina with tears in front of him. Trying to speak up, he runs a severe pain that paralyzes him to the throat. From around me, my name calling voice boiled like a whale wave.

If you ask, the keeper said his heart had stopped completely for about three days. When the blue dragon attacked him under the world tree, he was completely turned into an ice statue with a frozen brace. It was Loulou who protected him from the monsters that attacked him as a giant icebar and turned him into a keeper, and he picked up his life thanks to Elina, who went to the castle to call for reinforcements.

Unsurprisingly, it was the Fristford of the Winged Knight, the general of the King's Army, who plotted to help the escaped collectors. He ordered the women to take the ice pickled treasurers to the infirmary, consume precious firewood, and warm up the temperature of the room to the limit, and naked the treasurers. The Pordinas, fighting and taking off their clothes, served devotionally in naked meat futons and continued to serve their frozen collectors for three days and three nights. He set his cold cut body on fire with gras and boiling spoons and liquor, exactly as a human cairo, and wished God for resurrection.

- I don't blame the rest. Love yourself.

Prince Nicolai was generous. It is this untimely end, after the abduction of every maid of honor. Rather, it was slightly creepy and gentler, such as moving me to a place a step higher than the room I had been under house arrest. According to the story of the injured envoy, the prince seemed to feat that he challenged the dragon more than his anger.

Originally, the "noble" thought was often quite separate from ordinary people, but simply because of the young of the prince, it was natural to assume that the colour, which should also be called naivety, which favoured the defenseless part, was revealed as it were in the shanty. It would be as if the fairytale hero Tan himself, such as an immortal warrior challenging a mighty dragon. In fact, the soldiers in the fort were also perceived, rather, as the barbarity of the laissez-passer did not frown, but as a shrug of courage. Etria is a world where dirty chivalry remains, far more so than modern Romles. Even if the urban adventurers, who were seen as weak, were lucky enough to challenge the Blue Dragon, it worked positively. Regardless, I was distracted from the other person's eyes by the deviation of the way. As a result, the collector was forced to recover his strength, and the women scorned him, often continuing to stall.