Dungeon+Harem+Master

We had no enemies that united our hearts.

We pushed the maze-like mansion toward the entrance as we repelled the impending flocks of Ameba Gel and Lew Crocotta.

I was caring about the pregnant woman Pecorino, so the pace of walking was much slower than when I came, but nothing like it in a state of high spirits and overflowing.

Let's just say that there has been so much going on, but there isn't.

Ugh, the wax hurts.

Everyone's friendship grew deeper and deeper at geometric speeds, and the way Pecorino was connected, already forgiving, was unraveling as if he were a true sister. I was breaking it down. It's important, so I did it twice.

"Hilda. I don't care, but stop hiding in my skirt whenever things make noise"

"It's about Victoire thinking too much."

I'm shielding you.

Mm-hmm. Excuse me.

However, it was still about the reward that I get from time to time.

Nothing, I'm not talking about how my pennies are, but the anxiety doesn't disappear given the family's roots.

Anyway, Mr. Klund, the head of the family, is unusually obsessed with money.

I can definitely say that's not true if you ask me if I'm abnegate, but I have a habit of wanting to give people more gold coins than I need to once I have them.

I don't even have time to go in and listen, but he's not interested in storing as much as I think he was born into a rather wealthy aristocratic house.

The money in my hand, I use it. That, too, I found out in a few days when I met him that he seemed to like to share it with people and watch them welcome.

Sometimes I show exaggerated manipulation when I get something from him because he's doing it from the welcome, and I'm an understated lady by nature.

Everyone misunderstands.

Mr. Klund has little interest in the decorations or the cosmetic garments that decorate him, and what he likes is too simple, limited to alcohol and women. The second half is a seed of worry, but what supports it can be called the vitality of being out of the kettle.

However, the drawback remains the fear that if you use what comes in pampered, your life base will become unstable. In fact, if you're talking about gold, you can rely on your parents, but Mr. Klund has a strong part in thinking of such behavior as a disgrace to you more than necessary. The indissoluble confusion between thinness about money and strong self-esteem.

As far as I can as a wife, I'd like to have a husband, but it's a lot harder.

I'm probably jealous of Victoire for not thinking about anything.

Our footsteps were light, but the weather sucked after hitting and changing from yesterday.

The sky, visible from outside the windows, looks like a black, cloudy river with lead clouds standing up.

Temperatures are also quite low.

If I hadn't moved my legs all the time, it was so strong cold that it was going to freeze on the spot.

Thunder strikes your ears like a drum of war with the dirt.

It hasn't rained much longer.

This is going to rain, isn't it?

I'm walking indoors, so I have no problem with that, but everyone gradually tends to shut up. I don't have a choice. My leg hurts too. Ugh, I wonder if it'll be soon.

While I was thinking about it, I made up for a few small pauses.

Oh, you're finally starting to come down.

I'm fortunate there's no real harm.

"It's depressing rain."

Victoire, who has slaughtered Lew Crocotta many times in the last few hours, is stuffed with a blood-sfat stained sword in a fabric.

As you stop, everyone's breath whitens and gradually clouds the windowsill.

The sound of boiling water flows quietly from Kopokopo and the simple kettle.

Mary sighed smaller.

Secondly, when I noticed, I heard footsteps that rubbed the carpet slightly from far ahead.

It approaches as the shadows look across the criminally long corridor.

The person, when he realized this one existed, gradually ran to his feet and eventually screamed.

"Pecorino, is it Pecorino?

Like we met somewhere.

Is that right, Katias?

Yeah, yeah, I remember.

He is Katias Towtez, Pecorino's real brother.

"Good, safe"

He's worried about Pecorino. He's the only one who's come looking inside this mansion, isn't he?

Behind us, there's a lot of them, and they're bringing in about five mighty lords.

Watching the hot embrace scene of my brothers and sisters, I am pulling my sleeve that Mary is hard to keep silent.

Where did you go? I'm hungry.

Speaking of which, she seemed to hate Katias physiologically.

I don't think I look particularly uncomfortable.

"Sister Hilda. What a thank you. No words."

"No. This is also all God's guidance"

"If possible, can't you hope to be on the same path to your father-in-law's house? All the escorts I have brought are first-rate adventurers who remember their arms. I heard about this mansion, rumors, but I never thought if I stepped foot in, there'd be a ton of monsters nesting this far. To the exit, at least, will you let us protect you"

"About that."

I told her that Pecorino was pregnant and that she would protect herself in the church until her birth was safe.

"Really? There are also public eyes. Pecorino, too, would be more comfortable with that. We appreciate your consideration."

Katias grinned refreshingly with a nice smile of a people lover, and he held his hand in a good way.

You know that, right?

When I offered my gripped leather bag, I gave a deep salute according to the Romless doctrine.

"Thank you for your kindness. May God and the Spirit bless you."

Um, you're going to be cranky.

From the cheeky leather bag there is a rather cold feeling of gold coins.

Hilda, it's a joy.

Besides, if it makes it easier, it's a wish or a fulfillment.

We don't have to beat each other up anymore.

From here, please use the entertainment quest.

So, Katias, including a line, we went home crisp.

In fact, the monsters that come out were at the miscellaneous fish level, but I have the reassurance that I won't bother my own hands.

The monsters were exorcised by the escorts if they raised their yellow voice and hid behind their backs.

Some of them have a slight or spare finger, but ignore it there.

It was a short time, but if you think this quest is over, it's somewhere emotional.

Mary leaves Katias walking like a nervous cat, holding Pecorino's shoulder.

I wonder what you don't like so much. You even gave me a penny.

"Hilda. After all, aren't those two weird?

"What is it? Isn't it beautiful sibling love? He came all the way to look for me in the hall at his own risk. Normally, we don't do that much important work for you."

Now your father, Mr. Lexington, is solved with money, isn't he? Hey.

"Hmm. I can't say for sure where either. Something's wrong."

"I don't care what they say."

Hi, Mary's emotionally unstable.

You shouldn't.

Because she can get puffy sometimes when she gets stressed out.

Answer me like you did here.

"It's my fault. Or is there a reason?"

"If you say so, a woman's inquiry?

"Well, I'm in a woman's shoes, too. It's okay. It's perfect."

"What's perfect?"

Of course, you get the perfect reward! perfect.

It's in this pattern that I found Pecorino, and I think I can still pull it out of your brother for a variety of reasons. Pecorino grinned when she was ready to give birth. Hilda chuckles when her money gets crunchy. Isn't it about win-win?

"I don't know."

That's right. It would be better to keep it that way, wouldn't it, mental health?

But it wasn't until the front door of the mansion that my optimism would make sense.

"Aah!"

"Be quiet!

Oh.

When the man in the escort suddenly pulled Pecorino's arm, he pulled away from us.

"Do what!

"Ugh! You see him!

Men pull out their swords, as if to restrain a biting Victoire.

When Katias arms right next to her, she's still throbbing joyfully.

This is probably a pinch.

No, not to mention pinch.

Whatever, pinch it up.

What the hell! This super expansion!

Homma, keep up!

"Hilda. I guess I'm right!

"... dare you"

I answered sparingly, as Mary bites her lips with regret.

"What dare you?"

I don't know. Ask me that in the wind.

Instead, you can ask him/her because he/she is in front of you.

"Mr. Katias. Why are you doing this? If you have any problems, could you please talk to me?"

"Sister. Unfortunately, I have a little trouble getting my sister to church. Mainly for commercial reasons."

"Commercial?

"Oh. My sister. Pecorino is like a magical little box that gives me as much gold as I want, while being the fruit sister who divided my blood."

Katias shrugged her classy looking face and gently rubbed Pecorino's stomach.

When she frowns at the bitterness, she already snubs dark with the look of giving up everything.

"Earlier, you agreed with us. Is there any inconvenience to the child born of her? If you ever have a baby in your hands, God's wrath will never forgive you for the future."

"Oh, I'm scared. But, Sister. I don't even think about hurting my sister's belly child. No, rather, if you're not born safe, you're in trouble. I hope for that more than anyone else. The birth of a lucky child who will inherit all the property of the House of Towtez."

"Maybe that belly child...!

Mr. Lexington's relationship is with his late wife's stepchildren.

Behind my brain, even if it took me, it cleared up, and I had a feeling I'd imagined half of it.

"Did you imagine my stepfather? The answer is non. The right answer is, it's my kid. Sister."

The man, fine, as he impregnates his evil looks that only seem to be good with the devil anymore.

Pecorino held his head in, screaming metallically.

"Uh-huh."

Mary was also too shocked to poke her hand as she blue-whited her face and fluttered against the wall.

A child made between brothers and sisters who divided the blood.

I can't hide my fierce anger and my ethically unacceptable instinctive disgust in that nasty reality. I can't. Because Romlessness defines adultery as a sin as heavy as an insult to God.

"- The man was sorry he didn't just take his mother away from me and tried to pull her away to just one cute little sister. Look at Pecorino. Beautiful golden hair on this, doll-like white skin. You can't imagine this being someone else's. No, I don't even want to. Oh! That's why I love you so much! More than anyone else on this earth! I don't know if he's jealous, but don't go to sleep with him, don't go to the bathroom with him, he's going to go to the bathroom, he's full of crap. As a brother, it would be normal behavior to be with your sister, wash your body to see how it grows, and find out if there are any abnormalities in the important parts about the uncleanness! Yeah, I'm sure he was after Pecorino. to Pecorino, who every day looks just like her mother. Mother. You stood up for us and protected us even though we were mauled by such a thing every night. Most of them, trying to put that poison fang on until that reborn pecorino! I couldn't stand it! So if I'm going to get dirty anyway, I tried to protect my sister by breathing new life into her with this hand!! Why, that man doesn't understand. Ahhh!!

Katias scratched her own hair around Gushagusha and growled when she could spill her thoughts in boredom.

I felt a fierce glare at the confession of an extremely nasty adulterer.

Ugh, I think I'm gonna throw up.

"So it's my kid. It's just that the world has to recognize Lexington as the child who forced Pecorino to attack and conceive. That's what elevates me to a decisive vengeance against that man who kicked me out and took my future."

"You're crazy."

"I thought Sister would say that. I don't feel good about being agreed."

"So, take Pecorino, and then what were we going to do?"

When Victoire asked her not to be interested, Katias sounded her nose and boasted, softly opening her hands.

"Of course I'll have it disappear. I brought you here to turn you down."

When Katias raised his right hand, from the rear room, he jumped apart and about five men.

"Aren't you too preoccupied with the four women?

"Because the original plan assumed some tough clan opponents. In fact, it was a coincidence that we met there."

"Much, much underestimated."

"Sister is alone, and there are two youngest daughters for you. The other one is one daughter who seems weak. That's totally suicidal. I don't know if you've taken this quest, but at least they're going to teach you how good a man is."

"Hehe. That's how it goes."

He said, "You know, it's a waste of money."

"Isn't this the kind of beauty you always want to hang out with? Seems a little shameful, but after my husband inherited the property of the House of Towtez, we're on the verge of spills, too. I want a woman, but I don't have more eyes for money."

Offense, kill, throw away.

What an easy pattern.

Now, if we're, like, ladies, we're gonna cry and we're gonna retire.

- Unfortunately.

Simon Klund's wife is not bored by that much of a naughty nerve......!

"You're stupid people. From now on, I'm going to clean you up like I'm going to blow out the lights on the lamp. Come on, take it. Victoire, it's time!

Yeah. This decision line is good inside.

Oh. That's crazy.

That bloodthirsty Raptor is quiet.

I look back sassy. One maid jumped into her eyes with a fiercely stuffy sight trying to pull off an amoeba gel stuck to her face.

Bad between us!

"Excuse me, Hilda. Your daughter accidentally played with Nevada. Meh. Get away from me. Meh."

"My thighs."

"Well, how are you gonna get rid of us?"

That's right.

"Sister, we're hungry wolves. If you lick too much, you can't die easy."

"Yeah. Sounds like you guys need to take your time to discuss God's teachings for now"

"Don't you delude me!

Wah-heh!

How many men have jumped at me.

Too much fear, it stands still with a cane.

I am a healer!?

Usually, it's impossible to fight on the front lines, isn't it?

When I started questioning the existence of God, a glimmer of wind was rushing into a group of men with a speed like electric light from behind.

The black hurricane moved left and right at an unstoppable speed to the eye and stopped while taking the odd structure.

"Hmm. Unfortunately, Hannah wants to finish the picnic. I'm sure you've got a lot of chores."

I finished all the lines good, and at the same time, about three shadows fell apart and on the spot as the worms that danced through the universe were knocked down.

The men, each groaning in severe pain, tremble their hands and feet and weep.

Each limb, at first glance due to the structure of the human body, was folded in a direction that would never bend, lying on the floor, like a threaded rolling doll.

"Stupid. What are you guys doing! Just be a pussy!! Still a namesake adventurer!? I'm giving you a high advance!! Show me how it works!!

When Katias barked, one man was slashed like he was bounced.

Hawa.

"You don't understand the difference in strength at all. Poor thing."

Hannah let herself eat elbow iron as she safely entered the palace's pocket, which was much bigger than herself in a dancing motion.

The man, when he removed the sword he was shaking up, fell upside down and sputtered blood bubbles from his mouth, desperate after a severe cramp.

"My fist is a" crushing assault. "It has a taste for business in a loose lair. You don't have enough husband."

I did. You did it!

That's how it goes. Good luck.

I watch softly in the shadows.

Behind you, Victoire, stuck to his face with an amoeba gel, is fighting five men dead.

Humans, if you're willing, you can do anything.

I thought good luck, too.

"Little girl. Looks like you could use a little. We'll have fun in a while."

The last one standing next to Katias advances all the way.

Uhm. Whatever you think of this tone, you're a master.

On top of that, there's nothing I can do.

The bear-reminiscent, full-body hairy man starts swirling overhead the chained iron sphere he was lowering to his waist.

Oh my god, was this the one!?

To the unfolding of my leaving, I wet my forehead sweat as I shrunk myself in the shadows.

"My name is Burgo in flames. Can you take this special iron ball?

"Come on, we need to try that."

Bargo threw an iron ball toward Hannah as he waved down his arms like the trunk of a great tree.

The surface of the black glowing iron sphere has a convex protrusion, a viciousness that is likely to ascend just by scratching it.

With a frozen glow, the iron sphere made an earthy sound and made a big decision on the floor.

But already, Hannah wasn't there.

She was unleashing a kick toward Bargo when she danced high as a bird.

"Heck!!

Bargo raises one arm to avoid a direct hit, but at the same time, there is a dull sound of giant trees snapping.

Hannah's intense blow smashed the man's thick right arm bone.

"Master Hilda! Follow me!!

When I looked up at Hannah's voice, I saw that it wasn't helping the fight, or Katias pulled Pecorino's arm and saw the hindsight rushing out of this place. I don't know what will happen to her if she stays caught by such a livestock. When you squeeze the wand, it inspires courage and rises.

"Do you want me to go - Ugh!?

Mary jumped toward the Bargo giant standing in the hallway.

"Go! Hilda!!"

Mary is biting like a mad dog when she clings to Bargo's right arm.

I poked a flash of clearance and slipped through the side of the man.

"Wait Katias!!

No idiot waiting for me to tell you to wait.

When he ignored my advice and kicked through the front door, he leaped into the front yard.

Shinobi pounding rain from the winter sky penetrates the monk's coat and stains his whole body.

Beyond the gate, I saw a guard person who noticed something strange gathering with Zorozolo to see what was going on inside.

When Katias admits to my appearance, she throws away the pregnant woman's sister and stands on the spot.

Incredible idiot.

My breasts were annoyed by the unbelievable behavior, such as about my belly baby.

"Do you think you can escape"

"Ugh, shut up!!

"You are a disease of the heart. You'll be treated at the church quarantine tower. However, right now, if I swear to free my sister and never get close to this city again, I promise I won't be forced to chase her. What do you say?"

"I'm not kidding! A female pig in this church! Can you believe it!!

I'm no longer out of words of persuasion.

When the wand is placed horizontally, you can see Katias pull out his sword.

Keeping calm in the sight of the madness that has lost reason is a daunting undertaking.

I kicked the ground trying to settle before my spirit was ruled by fear.

The glittering white blade looked like a slow movement.

Swing the wand and play a blow.

Katias' sharp poke has continued to grow straight.

Enemy blades cleave the edges of the monk's coat, close enough to smell each other.

A shitty eye conceived of killing is dancing in the rain.

If it comes down to slashing each other, it's visible that you push yourself down with a light force and weight.

Then let's put Keri on at once.

I quickly folded the feints left and right and swirled the wand into one hand.

I was also fortunate that Katias was not a major sword user.

The wand technique hit the man's tibia away and he occasionally smashed his bones.

"Help me, help me."

Katias crawls towards the gate as she wanders around in a sea of mud.

I hugged Pecorino, who ignored it and stayed down, and took a whopping breath.

Good. There doesn't seem to be any particular problem.

Put your shoulders up and down on the fatigue that comes on heavy.

Ha-ha-ha. Ugh.

As I repeatedly took a deep breath, I saw the gate make a squeaky noise and open, and a dull eyed man coming in like I saw him somewhere.

- Sick dog, Diego!

That was definitely the name.

Diego approached Katias when he did so in a motion that did not make footsteps.

I pulled the sword out of my hips and dropped the blade on Katias' back, which was crawling through the ground, as if it were normal to do so.

But the mystery was solved if we considered the meaning of Nelly's rebellion and his appearance at such a time as he, the famous adventurer, had aimed without exploring the mansion.

If I waited patiently for a miracle-like coincidence, then I almost feel like I'm a person beyond my imagination and it's useless to just think about it.

The Adventurers' Union (Alliance) does not approve of an unequivocal assassination ethically.

The man, when he and I met each other, laughed with a younger look than he thought, left the spot.

That was the last time I saw Diego in this city.

As a final conclusion, Pecorino is now returning to Mr. Lexington.

He declared that when he listened to all our reports, he would take all responsibility for the insecurity as if the cat child had been conceived. That is, he decided to welcome his stepchild, Pecorino, to his late wife. This is not something you can do with a lukewarm mind. With this decision, his fame will fall to the ground and his commercial disadvantages will do much damage.

However, if you think of a child to be born, it is decided that you should have parents. Swallow all the truth and keep your cool face is an act you can't do with a slightly uniform thickness of gall. If there was salvation, was Pecorino satisfied with this settlement? Maybe she had a bit of a fazacon part. As of now, I don't care.

"As a result, the request was fulfilled. There's no problem."

"Ah. Hannah also felt good about moving her body a long time ago. Also, invite me."

When Victoire and Hannah saw the end, they headed back to the mansion first.

Oh, by the way, they're back where I finally defeated one of Katias, clearing up his sarcastic enemies. Hannah in particular, you've been mincing and dragging a big man's face like Burgo in flames. Phantom Yan, this guy.

"Bye. I'll be back, too. You can't stop by."

"I know. Yo. Oh, Mary's suspicious."

I looked up into the sky with the millions of P (pounds) I received from Mr. Lexington.

Sunlight plunges in from the sky, which was cloudy, and the world seems to be blessing my life.

Even if Mary doesn't stab the nail, she'll be fine.

I know how much, even me, this money is important.

So, everyone, you trusted me to keep the bounty.

We all decided to keep this money at the city bank on a regular basis until Mr. Klund got back.

Ha, no.

Really, don't trust me.

I was reborn.

I hope I don't have any more bugs.

Haha.

But maybe a little bit, right?

I'll give it back in triple.

... and results. Yes, I lost again.

I was chased through the mansion.