Dungeon+Harem+Master

The collector put his strength into the pattern of gripping the bright red serpent in front of him.

This monster, known as Hevensgate, is almost the strongest viper on earth, letting even elephants die instantly with just one bite. He brings a sickle neck as he twists a bright red urchin. Every time I twinkled, my eyes were in a vicious light.

The crisps and fine, dry noises are constantly ringing. It would be the alert sound of the tail, which the viper rings when it finds the outer enemy. He gradually packs the distance as he stretches out his shrug and red tongue.

The aisle is not that wide. It is medium difficult to move left or right to a large extent.

I turned my cutting edge and retreated with a giddy.

Breathing is stuck. Just doing this consumes health uninterruptedly.

The tide of battle. Finally, it was superb.

The collector took the lead and pounded heavily. I quickly waved the long sword diagonally. The serpent strips his fangs and attacks him. A hard noise rang and the blade and fangs engaged violently.

At the same time, the venom swept innumerably into space. Jump away and roll away and scratch. The stone on the floor starts to raise white smoke by making unusual noises. No time to be frightened, the serpent opened his bright red mouth as he shook his head.

A tremendous burst sounds and Hevensgate bites one place after the other where the treasurer was. Terrible bite power. Crushed fine stones scatter puckedly, slamming down the candlestick in the aisle.

The collector shook his long sword sharply and horizontally as he barked violently and stood. Shit, it was late when I thought. The blade made a noise and broke about half of Hevensgate's torso.

Rest in peace. Without time to escape, the serpent quickly wrapped its tail around the collector's torso and began to tighten it up all at once. I heard the sound of vacillations and broken ribs. He was screaming, remembering the pain that drew blood from all over his face and tore his whole body muscles apart.

The serpent slowly squeezes the body of the treasurer, his bright red eyes gazing at him. You cannot take any defensive posture, wrapped around each arm. A red and black venom from the tip of a bright white fang is burning potteries and spilling floor stones.

So far, or when I thought, far from it, I admitted the existence of a small shadow popping up like a disease.

"Hey!

As the squeezed arrow was unleashed, the shadow, as it grew thicker as it glanced, impelled through the serpent's sickle.

Hannah, wrapped in a white apron for the outfit, cut a dragonfly and stepped down to the ground as she let her fly kick eat and cleverly twirl in the void.

The serpent's head broke loose.

Chinese martial arts have a unique concept of power known as "force of action".

Hannah was once a family of a handful of martial artists who learned tricks that were difficult to convey by this Romeless, otherworldly man.

The head of Hevensgate was stirred violently from the inside with the energy of a punched struggle, and swelled up as it wandered. Severe irregularities, like moths put in the range, made noises and made several cobs. but that's not enough for liberation yet.

As Hannah walked over to the torso of a serpent wrapped around the treasurer, she cautioned herself instantly and let her kick hard.

Strong kick in like dancing using two arms and one leg.

The storm of continuous beatings, called the legs, instantly pulled the thick meat of Hevensgate and cut it a thousand times, freeing the keeper from the bondage of the meat.

"Yes!

When the collector showed stunning toughness, he clenched his broken sword and struck the serpent without showing as much fright as a hairy one. Does the blade disappear from the inside?

When I kicked the ground and flew, I stuck straight between the frowns of the unprotected snake.

"Brave man!

Release the cloth wrap Hannah was carrying on her shoulder and come over. When I took out the contents while poking one knee on the ground, it was the Holy Sword “Black Lion” that had been taken by the PLA.

Momentum sheaths well. A black crystalline body shone back at the light of the guillari and candlestick.

temper flashed. The long sword ran with light traces as per the thunderstorm.

There was a muscle rip in the neck of Hevensgate, which eventually increased in thickness and became a giant crack.

It has an awesome slashing taste. A large amount of blue and black blood pours out like a waterfall as if sprinkled with a bucket. When the runoff soaked the floor stones as he looked around, he made a blood pond.

The serpent, when he was dropped in the neck with just one blow, did despair, twisting his body.

"Thanks, Hannah. Are you all right?"

"I'm sorry if I'm all right at all. Your daughter is the pinch!

"What!?

Shortly after a breath, Hannah pulled my hand and ran out. If you ask me, I hear Hannah was imprisoned by a Liberation Alliance man for a long time with Victoire.

Still, Hannah seems to have managed to find a gap and escape.

"I cry when I ask. It was also a series of tear pinches to talk about. Yes."

"Ah, fold it there"

"Sometimes Hannah doesn't feel human from a brave man."

To sum up, Victoire himself is on the verge of getting his chastity defiled by a little man named Giampiero of the Alliance for Liberation.

"That man named Giampiero is a summoner for the Liberation Alliance. Summoned one troublesome demon after another. Especially in an attempt to help your daughter, after she was physically paralyzed, she went to the front of the room, but about two big monkeys wouldn't let me in."

Hannah adds an annotation by gesturing as she runs. She is a clever daughter.

"If you say so, you're a mighty enemy."

"No, it's not that strong, but they're going to launch some kind of animal, medium-breathing coordinated attack. Besides, it looks like you're having an affair. Wouldn't it be perfectly unfortunate to be scattered for the first time by something like that?"

"Mmm. Hey, is Victoire okay?"

"It's not good. So, weren't you in trouble? I looked everywhere, every corner of the hotel, and I managed to just take back my weapon, but Hannah is refreshed to do it."

"Anyway, let's beat that monkey bastard to death and rescue Victoire. It's a shame to make it a used hole."

"Hey."

Hannah's "Monkey" was definitely there.

The size is approximately one hundred and eighty centimeters. So much so that it is almost no different from the collector. Her whole body was covered in bright black body hair, and if it was bad for her estrus, when she protruded her huge red and black penis, Hannah glanced at her and attacked her completely.

The Great Monkey, known as Megantopitex, is an otherwise unusual and not uncommon monster widely distributed in the Romeless continent, but only during the onset period did the damage, such as increasing ferocity, attacking remote villages and mausolering women, tend to increase in recent years.

They waited outside the door, defending the life of the summoner, Giampiero, but were feeling the signs of Victoire inside, lightly in an action that had already strayed from the regular track as a result of patience. Here it is. Here's why Hannah was scared.

Megantopitex is not strong. It was out of physiological disgust that Hannah, who has the power to slaughter Hevensgate single-handedly, avoids confrontation. Hannah hid herself on the back of the collector when she screamed tiny.

The great monkey pisses his eyes off, kicks the floor with both hands and feet and drives. The end of the rage is dripping through the sticky yodale and even turning back to Heso. It was a natural consequence for the young girlfriend to repel.

Lust will degenerate into feelings similar to anger when it can be stopped to a certain point, and it will only be intense pain for a beast without the word self-restraint, etc. They uniformly forced their eyes to lust and drove them mad to Hannah, the only female on this occasion.

The only thing in the monkeys' brains is that they punch their own stiffness into Hannah's immature female hole and butch their children into their minds.

Naturally, the intent to kill was aggregated against the keeper who hid the scalpel on his back by covering it. He's roughly peeling his fangs out and jumping at me.

I took it directly from the front and stood. The sword in my hand is no longer the same as I picked it up. It is a great commodity called the Black Lion, which is counted as one of the Romless Three Holy Swords.

The long sword was swung down full of force from directly above without the small work.

"Fuck you, you Lord Ete!

Gah, and the sound of both breaking the skull of the great ape rang loudly. Megantopitex blew up on his back as he was deeply cleaved from his forehead to around the center where the nipples on the chest plate were lined up, overflowing with surprisingly large amounts of blood.

Another one. Slightly opening his body to the right, he slashed off both arms simultaneously from across.

Flash with a knife to return. When the black lion drew a true circle in the void, he set the giant neck of the great ape and slashed it, leaving an incision until it was stunning.

"Hih."

The great monkey finally stopped his activity after he had lost his neck and still stuck his arms out about whether Hannah had remained untrained or not, taking a few steps and folding two thick legs.

"Out of the way, of"

The collector kicked hard around the waist of the great monkey and threw up a bump.

Big monkey corpse. Build a white pond on the floor as you spit Bürbühl semen out of the penis sticking out on the side.

I blushed at the unpleasant smell.

Hannah left the scene with an expression of disdain and disgust that could not be described in a single bite, clinging perfectly to the arms of the treasurer.

"Well, I don't know how you feel. But I don't. Let's hurry. Time is a waste."

"Yes, sir"

Showing surprise at the rare Hannah who showed her girly cleanliness, the collector knocked on Giampiero's room. Pick your nose and subtly change your voice color. If you get caught up in it, it's a trap.

"Erm. Okay, let's go. Comrade Jean Clown! Comrade Jean Clown! It's an emergency. Open up here, please. I definitely want to tell you something too!

"What. We're taking it in, right?

Without waiting so long, the door opened half-open with a roaring noise. It was the moment when defenseless idiots caught cheap on cheap bait.

A naked little man in his upper body has his bright red, congested eyes wide open. When the collector raised one hand all the time, he smiled softly, as if to show no hostility.

"Who are you?

"- I'm sorry about the fun. I'm here to take Temehe's life."

A long sword is rolled out at a momentary speed. As the collector screwed the black lion through the gap in the door, he penetrated deeply into Giampiero's defenseless flank. A strong response to tearing meat apart. I squeezed the blade around here without leaving any trace of dust. My right arm was paralyzed by a bump and the feeling of screwing off my intestines.

"Tomorrow, I think, the cherry blossoms of my heart."

With an incredible expression, Giampiero further opened his eyes and held the wound by his hand, waving away and returning to the room.

Follow the dotted or fallen blood trail. In the middle of the room was a figure of Victoire eating up his teeth while still adhering the green liquid naked.

"It's late, moron..."

Are the holes safe?

"Get him down from here quickly. With the man, I'll peel him off without leaving any skin."

"It would be enough if you had such a good mouth. Okay, I'm gonna untie you right now."

The collector went to give out the key to Victoire's chain as he kicked up Giampiero's belly crawling on the floor like an imbecile.

But this little man of the temple, he seemed to have guts in it, and he reached the sea of blood, and he put up his middle finger. When the collector stepped on the wound with his boot many times without adding or subtracting it, he was finally good at it, holding the intestine pushed out of the peritoneal cavity under negative pressure.

"Okay. Now that's ok, and. Wow."

"Good, good. Why didn't you come and help me sooner?"

When I finally pulled him out of the hanging state, it was unusual for Victoire to snub in tears. Poke her butt in a way that pushes her down, not small.

Moving her gaze, Hannah looks like she's in trouble and begs with gestures to stroke her head.

"Sorry about that. Be late."

"Ugh. I'll be chaste to that filthy little man in a little while. You know that! Anyway, I guess it was all about Pordina. Ugh. Cland's."

"Uh. That's right. I'm a big idiot anyway. Okay, okay. But I'm glad you made it. Yeah, yeah. 'Cause this was good for my day too. Thank you, Hachibana."

"Hey, but I was able to protect my chastity. It's true."

Victoire's face, glittering wet in tears, had something that even the collector was so accustomed to seeing as if she were a goddess. If this were not the case, you would not allow me to snuggle this far. The collector enjoyed the feeling by pressing Victoire's raw milk against his chest plate.

Ordering Hannah to wash Victoire in the next room, the collector walked over to the still breathing Giampiero. Even with so much depth, I still have enough breath. On the contrary, he crawled close to the door, trying to escape somehow, into a slightly gazed gap.

"Whoa. I admire the filth. It's more of an award. But Temei got her hands on someone's wife. Be prepared. I don't know. There are mountains of them. I'll have you throw up without leaving. Answer the question quietly and I'll make it easier soon. Look, I don't like it. I asked you not to like me. [M] That way, I can make a way that I can convince myself to flavor hell with you. Either way, your life is over here."

Giampiero shook his whitened face like paper with a distressed look on his face, staring his frightened out eyes black.

"The situation is on the way to deterioration"

Rudge let go with a faint voice when he housed the sizkas in a curtain. By the side, Marco, the bishop, was brewing tea for the number of people from his hand. Loulou seems sorry to receive it. Liza, with her lips on a bronze cup, was making a scene.

"It wouldn't make much sense to give him the ransom. Because if you take complete control of the castle, such things no longer mean anything."

Rudge is messing with his hair tightly as he circles around in his narrow tent like a starving bear. Sizka was careful to take care of the songknife while sitting shallow on the chair.

"But. But it is, Lord Rudge. Do you seriously think the Liberation Alliance can get a castle? They are urging slaves to decide from the morning, but multiplying the shade by the night to break the enclosure, and the number of people entering the hotel is just over fifty, I hear."

"Yes, the bishop is right. The scourge of the excellent castle confirmed that the force standing on the Royal Blossom, with the addition of an elephant recruited for ransom, is, however, only about a thousand and two hundred. Add to this the number of soldiers, roughly less than two thousand, who have taken the gates of the castles, east, west, north and south, all around the castle, for a total of less than five thousand.

Lord Victoria will bring 70,000 soldiers the day after tomorrow, no, tomorrow already. If we arrive at the castle by the time tomorrow's date changes, we will split the soldiers inside and out, and we will not have three days and the castle for whatever it takes. Then why, I thought. Is Balmunk, the leader of the Liberation Alliance, the only man who can put in place such naive measures? Is it that stupid?

No, you're not. Not at all. He hardly seems to lose by the time he goes down from the public realm. When I went through with my coworker's wife, I also returned to work with Uncle Riole. This, in a way, would be close to the farce that my uncle and Balmunk, who wanted a divorce, had shown themselves to have done.

As a matter of fact, Balmunk has, for some reason, received a field close to the Wang capital from Uncle Riole to a considerable extent. According to the dossier, Uncle Riole is likely to have been homosexual. Such an unbeatable man would not be possible without certainty to compete in a battle of kung fu. Why? "

"Eh. Don't ask me all of a sudden. Um, because I'm tired of life being too perfect?

"Yes. That possibility cannot be denied, but if only for that reason, it would take years to get here to create a huge organization or force. What do you think of Liza?

"There's only one such thing. If you're not going to be able to do it alone, you just have to ask someone to help you."

"Correct"

"No, it won't be, no matter how much."

"Bishop. As a matter of fact, I had already sent envoys everywhere to collect information on the border before I came to the hotel. And I was there, I was just looking through the report. The result, unfortunately, is what Liza said. Balmunk was connected to the Arkland kingdom of the South."

"Kingdom of Arkland!

Marco stood in his chair as he blued his face. Located in the south of the Romles across the sea, the Kingdom of Arkland is a typical subnational state governed by dark elves.

"Already more than five thousand large convoys have begun to show up near the port city of Chee Har on the south coast of Silver Villago. Total troop strength is estimated to be low, 300,000. If you can retroactively attack the Oboro River from Zeldrick Bay at once, this castle will be swallowed."

"... that's not all. For the first time, the word" slave liberation ”, which has only ever been written in the picture, becomes realistic by the soldiers of the subhuman Dark Elves dropping the Romeless and prestigious castle city. In that case, there is a great chance that the forces that have so far decided on opportunism will decide in each city."

Karen shook her neck to the left and right like a child and at the end of the day pulled Loulouloulou's sleeve as if she was too big to grasp it well.

It is largely an overly paranoid operation. Even Rudge himself, as soon as people told me, was a big plan to laugh off. but Balmunk's background and height of identity do retain the power to enable them. While I was talking, I didn't know, I could understand the hair on my spine not remaining and going backwards.

"A castle falls that couldn't even be dropped by a step elf with that brave and resolute horse riding squad. The confusion that ensues at that time is not just in Andrew State, but simultaneously raised by dissatisfied children who were forced to suppress them everywhere. I'm sorry about the casualties last year. More than 10,000 blood is bound to flow. Besides, if the national power drops significantly, countries like Etoria, League Hilde, Eurotia, Lumiaslanza and Wangaseek will swallow the Romless land like waves. It may only be possible, but it's horrible to imagine...!

"Huh. Huh. That's not true. I'm so scared. I'll ask your father for reinforcements! Who do you think I am? It's worrying."

"Princess. When that happens, the king will restrain the princess by rolling out the elite. It sounds harsh, but in that case, I was wondering if I could ever come back to you again."

"Huh. Huh. Huh? No, no. I don't think so."

"So, in order not to do so, we must risk our lives to make the operation a success. Guys, can you trust me with my life? Always need to rescue Klander and beat up all those head-boiled fools who line up at the hotel. We could, I'm sure."

"Rudge. We're all in one place. Come on, let me ask you something. Do what you gotta do."

When Sizka delivered the polished knife to her sheath, she went with her feverish eyes.

Rudge looked over at the same face, paying off the paperwork on his desk and spreading the map. Every piece of information collected from the morning about Hotel Royal Blossom was written down in detail.

From the architects who pulled the hotel drawings and, as far as possible, the habits, the number of rooms and intervals of the buildings heard from the civil superintendent and husband involved in the popularization, there was a detailed and easily understandable summary of the places where people were likely to lurk and the terrain they were likely to need in carrying out the battle.

The operation is nothing difficult. It was the most adjacent commercial guild window, passing the rope toward the hotel, infiltrating it promptly, securing the hostage and holding it until the entry unit arrived.

"Leading the way, of course, are the three Sizkas, but they also follow about a platoon of elites from the church, so give them a good command and manage to buy me some time. The top floor of the disappeared commercial guild corresponds to the fifth floor part of the hotel. Whatever you guys are into, we're going to put some positive motion in the lower tier."

"Hey, wait a minute. Whatever it is, it's impossible. 'Cause, quote less, there are nearly a thousand or two enemy soldiers in the Royal Blossom, right?

"How many Lizzas are invincible, there are ten people there who can't support them."

"No. At that time, the journey to the top floor must have turned into a less difficult itinerary. No, I'll make it so."

"How the hell is that?"

"Try to lay soldiers from all over the castle around this hotel. By the time Balmunk's long-awaited convoy arrives. And at the same time, if we attack everywhere, we won't even be able to loosen up our soldiers upstairs."

"Are you going to pull through without leaving the Knights of Phoenix attacking the castle gate? Take a soldier to the back of your stomach and you'll be wiped out."

Sizka's voice. Rudge slipped her lips as she laughed spirally.

"There's no chance of that. Zero. - Because by the dawn of tomorrow, I will drop all the fortresses, east, west, north and south."

After taking just about ten monks and dropping off Rudge, who left the formation, the Sizkas decided to take a nap until it was her predictable time.

"Hey, really, the Rudge one, you think you can drop all the castle gates by dawn?

As I slept literally with a blanket pulled down on the ground, Karen, who was messing with the bow while sitting next to me, asked in an anxious voice.

"I don't know. But if she can do it, she can do it."

Answer with your eyes closed. Sizka, even if things didn't go as planned, was going to infiltrate the hotel by herself tomorrow morning. Since I was running a killer, I have confidence in my lightness. Instead, the operation with the unbelievable monks, which was going to be a foothold, didn't really bother me.

"Karen, it's no use asking Sizka that. This guy, even if Rudge fails, goes in on schedule. That's what I'm gonna do."

It's been spotted. Sizka thought from the bottom of her heart, with Liza's calm voice, giddy but glad it was dark in the tent.

"It's Zubari. Now Sizka's shaking her back."

"Eh, lie. Absolutely, I didn't know."

"Liza and the Dark Elves have better eyes at night than Sizka thinks. Don't look sweet."

"It's not moving."

"It worked."

"It's not moving"

"Damn, Sizka is stubborn. But a little more, I want you to believe me about the Lizzas. The Lizzas are also going to go into that, even if Rudge can't drop the castle by dawn"

"You're right about that black one. In the meadows, families always die together. Sizka, you're not alone. So, but don't get me wrong. Look, I'm not worried about you anymore, it's normal in the meadows, but I'm just telling you so easily because I think you don't know the code of Ningen."

"Princess. It's a branch rupture."

"Karen's a ho."

"Huh!? I don't want you alone. This, this, Tampa."

"Vocabulary is poor."

"Princess, I was wondering if you would like to read more books"

"What is it, Loulou? I'm always reading to the little ones."

"It's a picture book."

"Princess. Study with Loulou. Right?"

"Wow. I'm sorry to treat you like a child over this period."

"Kids everywhere. Children forever. It's too bad to be touchy to only be an adult."

"Ha ha! Don't worry about it. It's good to mess with people. What?"

"I'm annoyed by people in tents around me. The tired soldier says it's a neat onem."

"Liza. Shall I put you to permanent sleep?

"Mmm, it's where I want it. Let me show you some of Liza's forty-eight elf kills."

"This oops."

"Ah. Stop, stop. Heb."

"I don't think I'm gonna die watching you guys."

Sizka narrowed her eyes in the dark when she laughed all the time. but it is an awesome story that I boiled my business and joined the war on two people who never tried to stop the fight.

Lesson learned is that things are important to fit in moderately.