Dungeon+Harem+Master

The Caveman stared at the spear of the Gray Demon as it struck. Though a small soldier, it is quite a sharp poke.

He swung up from the bottom to the top as he could force the Holy Sword (Black Lion) in his hand, gushing up three more spears approaching his throat.

"One first!

I barked sharply.

When you pack your time quickly, lower yourself and cut your tips.

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and pierced Gray Demon's throat whistle.

Grey Demon spews red and black blood doggedly as he opens his mouth wide, hands overhead and falls on his back to rest.

A glimpse behind me showed each of my fellow circled men working together to fight.

Especially as Victoire jumps left to the right in an attempt to regain his earlier failures, one after the other slashing down the Gray Demon seems to be dancing gracefully.

The Grey Demon raised an uncomfortable voice like a hinge, while the two attacked the Collector at the same time.

As the collector quickly shielded the stone statue and fired a blow of the spear, he profoundly glanced at the whole torso as it went in. The long sword softly cut off Gray Demon's body rained blood and defiled the stone statue.

Go on. Kneel down the other poke and squeeze it, knocking one hand in.

The tip of the enemy's spear was slapped by a long sword.

Porridge

and fell away from his hand.

I'm not a keeper who misses this. Quickly kicking a spear three times with his toes, he hit the defenseless Gray Demon's head with a slash.

The long sword stopped around his chest as he slapped it from forehead to jaw. Kick the torso and pull out the blade.

(What happened to everyone!

He defeated the two men and looked back at the women, but it was a matter of concern. There are many bodies of slaughtered demons rolling around.

Already the number of Gray Demons was united, and Pordina, with the Great Scalpel in the upper part, was hunting them down.

"Ah, your husband..."

"Silly, don't turn around!

I found the spear stretched towards Pordina, who admitted to the figure of the treasurer and deflected his gaze reflexively.

Pordina quickly enters the motion of swinging down the Great Sword, but only weighs in and the tips of the ears rolled out by the Gray Demon are slightly faster.

"What are you doing, dog!

Karen, who watched the battle calmly, unleashed an arrow in a famous move. The arrow shot out of the elphin bow runs sharply through the air and shoots through the throat of the Gray Demon.

"Ko, no!

The moment the spear stopped moving, there was Pordina.

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and was struck down with a fierce wind from overhead to the ground.

A thin, long line emerged from the head of the Gray Demon to the inseam. When the red line thickened as she glanced, she eventually broke Gray Demon's body as she ejected bright red blood.

"Oh, my God, you whimper..."

As the collector wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, Pordina shook it small enough to sweep the ground with her tail like a bum.

"I almost had a hair."

Liza flies up a little while holding on to the Divine Sword Espera.

"No, not yet! Don't get distracted till the end!

Dorothea's voice. It was only a moment late.

"Huh?"

Gray Demon, who should have been sunk in a sea of blood with his body amputated, rose without a trace as he split into two parts.

Grabbing both arms of a blurry Pordina, she pushes her cloudy eyes out to reveal a bright red mouth.

Moments later, a glowing ray of light was thrown out of Gray Demon's mouth. Around dim shined sharply to be illuminated with a strong light projector.

Watching Pordina, directly hit by the mysterious rays, hold down her chest and kneel on the spot, the collector kicked the ground and ran out. They all went on a few beats late.

"Pordina, hey, Pordi, - Na?

It woke up when the collector held up Pordina groaning bitterly.

Oh, my God, Pordina's body shrunk as she glanced.

"Nha."

"What is this?

"It's a lie!

"Uh, hey. Yeah. What's going on, dog?

No, it's not just the body. I don't know what the principle is, but all the clothes she's wearing are donning smaller.

Eventually, when Pordina's body was the size of the collector's palm, the shrinking phenomenon finally came to an end.

"Uh. Your husband. I'm getting smaller..."

The collector sighed cheekfully as he looked at the little girl he had put on his palm.

"Let's. This is getting cute again, well..."

It was a phenomenon that seemed otherwise good. Is it about five centimeters in size? Looking shiatsu, it did get minimum-sized but it is definitely Pordina herself. The blocked tail is also familiar to her, but now it is not earlier on the pinky finger.

"Hey, hey. Clando, I want Liza to touch that."

"Oh, yes, yes. Me too!

"No... Whatever it takes, it's too dangerous."

Liza and Karen follow along with their eyes gleaming with curiosity, but the collector dismissed.

(Akan. It's not good if I let these guys touch me. All I get is an image of you gripping a little bit with laughter......)

The minimum Pordina was like who was drooling and craving a new toy, against the two Nori, he frightened violently and frightened to the index finger of the collector. The sweet voice that squeals is also delicious. The collector ran out of trouble and looked at Dorothea's face.

"So, can you guess what Sister Dorothea is? Before the battle started, it seemed like he was a demon or something."

"Probably, but it's Gray Demon's own curse. The light wheel released at the time of death didn't shrink the target, but it was contained. I have heard that the demons have strange powers even in the lower ranks. Honestly, I can't do anything like this in the cave. I'm not an expert either. Return somewhere appropriate…. If it's not either the church or the guild, I don't know the details."

Dorothea walked along with Pordina, who had grown smaller, at her fingertips. Pordina holds Dorothea's index finger with both hands as troubled, but with no usual rigidity or shadow to see.

"You're in trouble. No, I'm not in so much trouble."

"We apologize for the inconvenience"

(Pordina, it's getting tiny and dusty. Kawa eh)

"Mmm. In the meantime, you're almost to the twenty-sixth tier. That's faster than turning back. Let's get moving now anyway. These guys have bad prospects, and I don't know if that Corps of Tooth Cavities might be using their technique. Relax. I can't even do Shomben. Oh, yeah. Pordina's my Poké... so stay in this bag. I'll tie it to your hips, so you won't fall. Okay, let's go."

"I'll take care of you"

"Hey, hey. Klund, nice."

"... but Lisa, Pol is not a toy."

It was a dubious dark elf whether he understood it or not, but the collector decided to move on for now.

Through an area with a group of stone statues, we reached a slope that was snug. The geology is somewhat damp and mostly fine gravel. Carefully overlapping caution did not mean it was too much to go on.

"Wow!

"Oops, abuuuuuuuu eh"

The collector I watched closely grabbed Karen's arm quickly. Karen, who was slowly walking, was about to slide straight down the steep hill from the collapsed scaffold a little later.

"I'm scared, I'm scared"

"I'm fine. Really, you just have to walk slowly while you identify the scaffolding. Nah."

The collector could bite Karen, who leads to his hips with tears. When included, he stroked her cheeks in the palm of his hand to cheer her up.

"Uh-huh."

Calm back and Karen, who managed to breathe, nodded sneakingly.

"It's disgusting to be aiming too much."

"Hey! You idiot, don't say anything extra. You really scared me right now!

Liza, who was right behind her, is laughing at Niyaniya as she stands diagonally. Dark Elves residing in rock caves are particularly well balanced.

(Excessive skinship is where I want it to be)

The act of dealing with a female body is a virtue that takes the lead in everything.

Nevertheless, this place is perfectly beneath Naruto if you don't mind. Basically, all members have high physical abilities, so if you're careful, you won't even lose balance so easily.

When I finished down the steep slope, I finally got out on a flat road and took a whoop. When the collector declared he would take a small pause, he somewhat sat down on the spot and instructed Louloulou to serve mobile food.

It's hard to get tired if you take a long break at the mall and calorie each time.

"This is all I have."

Loulou twirls like a comrade. He tries to distribute food to everyone. As he received it, the treasurer busted her thin, savoury hands. Loulou is ashamed to slightly deviate from his gaze.

"Mmm, superior."

When the collector chewed the hard-baked confectionery, he moistened his throat with the tea that Dorothea had put in. Of course, he also gives shards of cookies to a palm-sized Pordina. She was dangling and chapped with her mouth without being small as she broke the shards.

(Pordina. Look at the hamster. It's adorable...)

"Geez. Your husband?

I gently stroked my head at my fingertips for being so cute. Surprised by his sudden behavior, Pordina is trembling with her dog's ears full. Even as a collector, there's no point in this behavior.

"No, somehow... What?"

When she noticed the gaze from the surrounding area and raised her face, the women stared at the collector with cold eyes.

"Something... Crand, it's disgusting"

Liza skews her face as she lays her tongue out.

"Ugh!

The caveman raised a sharp groan with Liza's line without clothes on his teeth.

(I can't excuse you...... Calmly, I thought that my current behavior would be kimé myself)

"It's Klund. Pordina is not the doll you think she is. A woman of independent will. Better not misthink around it."

Victoire leans the cup with a gentle trick when he says so while sitting on the stone.

That's right, noble lady, on top of such elegance, the remarks also made sense.

(But that's not what this is about, is it? You don't understand anything about Vee)

The collector touches her cheek with his index finger down when he puts a mini-pordina on his lap. Pordina also narrowed her eyes as she reached out and reached for her fingers.

"Your husband. This is what I do to your husband. I like it."

"Por......"

"Honestly, you like to ignore my opinion."

Victoire makes an annoying voice.

"Oh, my God, that's creepy. No treatment."

In view of his present deeds in Dorothea's dismal tone, the collector pretended to reflect only a little.

Feeling the temperature gradually increase as he advanced from the place where he was slandered as disgusting, the collector twisted his neck.

The speed at which it travels is constant, and the stride suits the women who follow it properly like a Cargamo chick. When the collector poked one knee, he tried his hand on the bumpy ground.

(What? I feel somewhat warm)

The stiffness and body were hot, and when I realized it, a fine sweat was starting to puff on my forehead. Besides, it's starting to smell like eggs rotting from time to time. Karen, a keen olfactory sensation, broke herself and sneezed cutely "cum".

"What is it, a cold?

"Ugh, it smells amazing."

When Karen took out the handkerchief, she covered her nose and mouth and subtly pimpled her long ears.

"Your husband. Sweat."

Pordina, who should have been hiding in a bag of hips, crawls out unknowingly and stands on her neck, trying to wipe her sweat with a smaller cloth. Yeah, she's roaring.

(Oh, what a healthy daughter. I knew Polko was number one!

"Por. Sweat, will you wipe it?"

"Yes, but not likely to be of much help to my body right now"

Pordina was so annoyed. The little tail is also drooling with a loss of power. The collector raised Pordina to the height of his own eyes when he put her in the palm of his hand.

"What do you say? You'll get this."

"Yes."

Pordina exposes her delight and cleans the windows. Wipe off the sweat on the forehead of the keeper with a cloth. Something called loosening one or two cheeks if you devote yourself so far.

(Porky flutters so hard...)

Behind her, Dorothea wrinkles between her eyebrows, and Liza makes a serious, unpleasant face, not a joke or something.

"It's Klund. Whatever you play with, doll, behold. I was scouting. Loulou's back."

Victoire sighed and confiscated Pordina from the palm of the treasurer.

As the collector glanced forward, he saw Loulou approaching with a small light in his hand from the darkness.

Pordina said, "Ah, here. Don't let go," he resists violently, jittering in Victoire's hands.

When the collector reached for the Mini Pordina once he was still untrained, he noticed the kind of gaze that looked at Karen's filth and was finally willing to weigh himself.

"Uh? Yeah, yeah, you are. Ugh, Loulou, how'd it go?

"Mr. Klando. It's dangerous up ahead. Well, I thought it would be quicker for you to see it."

"Oh well. Well, look, look, look."

Not long after I walked out of my mind.

"Ngu!

The collector looked out for the view ahead.

Red. There, on one side, was a hell of a cauldron-like stage filled with burning magma seas.

It was also supposed to feel hot. In the cave, where the brightness was supposed to be close to none, there lay a scorching lava where the smell of sulfur blended with the flames that boiled in a bumpy noise and twisted noses.

On the sea of magma is stretched out like a stone bridge in the eye shape of a net. At first glance it also seemed irregular, but they did last as far as the other shore.

"Apparently there's no other way to move on than to cross here."

"Seriously, over there, here. If it falls, it's the centenary."

Peek into the sea of magma together. The dark orange foam is floating and sinking. Liza and I were next door, and the collector nodded deeply.

Liza threw herself toward the sea of magma as she picked up the palm-sized stone that was falling. The stone, which fell drawing loose parabolas, made a jittery noise and burned out near the sea level without sinking into the soup of the Red Lotus.

"Wow. This isn't half the time."

"If it falls... that's the last time"

Victoire is smiling lightly as his eyes glow somehow. She was a keeper whose thought circuits I seriously don't understand.

"Either way, I have to cross here to continue my adventure. Proceed with caution and boldness."

"I'll take care of the exposures"

Loulou, who stood up completely, looked back with a manly face. When the collector built a secure zail to Loulou's waist, he put some of the bridges across the mesh ahead of him.

I conveniently call them "bridges," but they look white and are beautiful in the light of the flames and magma colors that I want to burn on the bottom, but where the collector tried to touch them it felt so unreliable to stick around like bones.

"Please, Loulou"

She is the lightest in the line. Karen, who could float in wind sorcery, bought ahead the most, but there was not much distance from the bridge to the sea of magma, and there was a large part of her anxiety about whether chanting would be done in time even if she braked to stay in space with surgery.

Everyone held their breath and watched Ji Ji not to miss Loulou's behavior. Loulou is making steady progress slowly, step by step, over a thin bridge.

Even if I just stand like this, I try to squeeze it out of my whole body and it comes out sweating.

(Can't take long on this bridge)

When Loulou changed his orbit at times and sometimes finished treading 70% of the process while making sure of the scaffolding, the sound of his hair rolled from under his feet.

It was something that resonated at the bottom of my belly like a wildfire sounding like a dong. Loulou's standing scaffold swayed loudly, and the hair on her spine turned upside down when she saw her little back swinging from left to right.

"Lulu!"

Everyone screamed her name.

but Loulou was just an elf with a great sense of balance. Thin, that's only about the edge of the tatami. When he quickly regained his position on the scaffold, he showed it in perfect control.

It was too early to welcome you. When the magma, the source of the roar, blew up as hard as a geyser, it piled up drooling right in front of Loulou to coagulate into a people-like shape.

This Phantom is a monster that inhabits a dungeon born with the precision of heavenly and earthly natural fires condensed.

The whole body was a mass of heat, there was not much called intelligence, and it had a reason close to an extremely natural phenomenon that hit everything that moves.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

As the collector groaned in cold sweat, the Phantom of Fire began to advance by trying to snap over the fine bridge.

Karen quickly led an arrow to Elfinbow and shot him. The arrow flies off the wind with tremendous momentum and pierces Magmal, a monster of flames, but quickly burns down.

- Arrows don't work, which means you can't expect a physical attack.

Loulou was throwing a knife at him as he took a distance from Magmall, but I could confirm it with a rising smoke that evaporated the whole thing while the cutting tip touched or didn't.

"Come on. We don't have time to hesitate anymore!

I grabbed Victoire's shoulder and stopped him from trying to run away quickly.

"Wait! Scaffolding can suck if you go all at once. Maybe we'll fall together! I'll go."

The collector tries to take the bag off his hips and give Pordina to Liza. But the mini-pole jumped out of the bag, crawling up the jacket, creeping back and landing on his shoulder, leaning against the collar and whispering.

"Your husband. Please take me with you."

"But, I don't know."

"My life is a lottery of students."

"... okay, there's no time. Pol, stay on the collar!

The collector tied the smaller Pordina tightly with a string of shirt knots as she pushed it into her collar.

(Sure, this is the route Loulou was crossing)

I ran, splashing my sweat in boiling water of bumpy and boiling magma. If you slip your legs at all, fall into the sea of magma and it is j end.

"Loulou!

"Clandestine."

When did Loulou see it, he was cornered in the corner of a bridge with no escape.

"Whoa, you campfire bastard. Temei's opponent is the Zodiac!

The collector called strongly toward Magmal's back as he pulled the Holy Sword (Black Lion) out of his iron sheath.

Successfully caught his attention, Mugmal thought he had eyes and mouth and turned his face cleverly toward the target of the attack and switched to the collector.

Turn your back on Loulou and twitch over the thin bridge.

After Magmal's advance, I found the bridge carburized and blackened.

If we leave this monster alone, either way, the endurance of the bridge will decrease.

Karen's arrow didn't work, but it's worth a try. The zodiac concentrated on the mugmal, which was approaching when he put the black lion on the upper stage, erasing all clutter from the back of his brain.

Go-go and roaring and burning Magmall's arms grew more and more. The collector succeeded in sharply slashing and amputating the enemy's arms when he uttered anger from the bottom of his belly.

"Wow, your husband."

Pordina on the collar praises it with a joyful and visionary voice, but the collector was confused by the unusual lack of convenience.

The monster in front of him paused, dressed to protrude his amputated arm into the void. but eventually, as if nothing had happened, when the whole body increased its radiance, the flame swung long enough to reinforce the lost arm, and immediately returned to normal.

"Anyway, with a few cuts, your enemies look good. Looks like Loulou got away with it."

It was not if it was seen as an enemy move. Mugmal lifted his body loosely and lifted his hands to heaven, causing his arms to become like whips one after the other without burning down the possessor, and struck him.

"Hey, take, ha!

The collector continued to attack Magmall as he retreated quickly, but the scaffolding was too bad to afford to think of other countermeasures.

"Clando, hurry up."

Loulou, who took off the danger, was screaming away.

"Hmmm. I also feel like fighting squarely here... but it doesn't seem to make much sense, so let's get out of here"

The collector couldn't find any reason to fight Magmall, so he decided to run away for now.

Slightly cleverly cross the bridge stretched out in the eye of the net. Apparently, Mugmal is moving fairly slowly. Taking a breath, Loulou, who had crossed over earlier, went into a tone that seemed irresistible.

"Well, now the princesses can't come here."

"Ha!"

Yes, it is.

"Leaving" is an important component of the battle, but the Victoires who have been left behind cannot proceed without defeating Magmall in the middle of the bridge either way.

(Had Lacey or Rudge been around, I might have managed with the magic of the water system. What to do)

"What do you say we do?

Loulou is superior in his abilities, but when he was here, he really tended to entrust his judgment to the person in his sight. When the collector scratched Gashi and his hair, he moved his neck to the left and right and rang.

"I'm not sure. Fishing?"

In conclusion, it took some time, but it was an effective operation for Magmall.

The collector successfully used Louloulou to draw Magmall, who was on the bridge, near us, poured water on his hand and weakened him, letting Victoire, who rendezvous in a dull spot of movement, slash him.

"Ooh. Brilliant."

"Huh. This is as light a thing as being a knight as I am."

When they clapped their hands together and praised Victoire's sword moves, she broke up with each other as she tided her cheeks and tumbled out her shapely rocket tits in front to delight.

In fact, the collector does not possess the skill of a sword that identifies the nucleus of an elemental life form and kills it with a single blow, like Victoire. Her accomplishments were laudable with due appreciation.

"But you're still in the ever-summer zone."

I can't help but look fed up with the collector.

Through the Magma Zone, walking through the walks, and even as Liza started complaining about bumps, this unusually rich path of temperature and humidity never ended.

When Dorothea was frustrated and started biting her thumbnail, the scenery finally began to change.

"Hey, Klando. Wouldn't it be a little cooler than just around here?

"No, you're right"

I have no trouble shaking my head and checking the surrounding terrain as Karen picks up her long ears.

I just want you to be a little concerned about your people because the trademark Twinthe was shaking bulky and starting to draw obviously around Dorothea's face -.

"Wow, wow! It's an underground lake."

When I climbed through the loose slope, I finally got out to the open place.

In front of me I could see a vast lake illuminated by hikarigoke, as Liza said.

"Mi, it's water..."

"Liza's the first."

"Hey, wait. Yikes. I made up my mind first."

Warr, I'm going to race Liza and Karen to the water field. Dorothea exhaled for a long time, and she sat down with a girl on the ground.

"Ugh, if you think the scenery has finally changed. Next thing you know, you have to calculate how to cross this lake."

"What, just tired?

"Hehe, don't be silly. I hope you and your lord are working out differently... but I think we should leave it around here today."

"Okay, Dorothea, I'm tired of you. We're staying here tonight. Loulou, get ready for camp."

Lisa and Karen, who were supposed to have rushed in at the lake, came back all the way when the collector gave instructions to let them choose where to tent toward Loulou.

"What's the matter, you guys?"

"Krander, that wasn't water."

It's hot water.

The elf daughters are soggy with their proud long ears. Apparently, they wanted to soak themselves in crisp, cold water and blow off the subtle heat.

"... I can't help it. Think of it as a bath and sweat. Let's freshen up and make it dinner."

"Mm, I will. Oh, Crand, when we're washing our bodies, we have to go far."

"Heck."

He was the keeper I thought I'd give him an absolute peek later.

Tent up. And even with one mouth, it's something that has a lot of tricks. First, it is necessary to remove pebbles and the like without leaving them.

The tent of this world is heavy and sturdy, but it is not funny to tear precious fabrics with stone at the expense of a small amount of effort. Clean the area located at the bottom as clean as possible.

Then we need to pick as flat a place as possible. Sleeping diagonally is quite a concern if you're not used to it.

Furthermore, it should be noted that somewhere on all sides is in contact with obstacles to avoid being attacked by external enemies.

Even if I struggle to set up a tent like this, it doesn't seem like a waste of time because I may leave the next day or, in some cases, a few hours later -.

When dinner is sooner rather than later, we set the order of watch and dive into the shrub. Of course, the smaller Pordina is the same as the collector.

"You're going to bed early, Klando. Fail the next shift. - So, ignore it? Oh, my God, I've been licked.

Playing with Pordina on the pillow, Dorothea finally cleaned up and made me think of head poking. He was a keeper who lost consciousness and fell asleep.