"I'm a magical mentor. Well, can I have this one?
"Ah, yes. Right there, please."
"Master Magic! Please check this way!!
"Yes, I'm going now!!
Keith was running around to confirm over there as the reward for his unscrupulous voice took place.
There are about thirty Elf maids around Keith, and they do the work as instructed by the Mage Conductor and ask for confirmation of it.
Keith, who would normally look nasty in a situation like this surrounded by beautiful elves, unfortunately couldn't afford to do that and sweat on his forehead to look serious.
Whatever you say, I couldn't help but get the title of "Special Manager of the Spirit Control Office".
"Then I'll leave everything to Keith," he said to Mashua, who accepted this solution to the Fallen Spirit.
The truth is, it suits me sexually to do shit on the back, but Keith wasn't brave enough to say that to the king in front of everyone and refuse.
That is why we are giving instructions and working hard to the maids of help prepared in the prepared room.
Another new box was delivered to Keith by the soldiers.
Check the contents of the box that arrived, sign the receipt, lower the soldier and place the box in the center of the maids.
And when I opened the lid, there was a surprising amount of golden long hair inside.
The maids who took the hair one by one with their hands in thin gloves added it to the hair they had been braiding.
This is the solution Keith has found.
At first glance, I don't know what it is, but simply put, it makes a special rope called a hair string.
It is a famous magic tool in the literature that woven hair lines of women have long been used to bind gods and spirits.
When it comes to why it's so hard to grasp rather than kill a detached spirit in the first place, it's where the spirits unravel their materialization.
The Spirit, the original mental body, can only materialize and touch in special junctional magic, except when temporarily visualized with summoning magic.
If you want to exorcise the Spirit, dozens of Demon Instructors must keep putting up huge boundaries at all times and fight in them.
There is no way out of the junction once it is stretched, so there is no other way but to defeat it on the spot.
But with the wool outline, you can only tie the spirits together as they materialize, and then release them to places that will not be annoying to this country or any other country.
At that time, there is a need for fixed measures to move around from where I took him and not come to thank him, but that is nothing compared to the difficulty of moving him.
The most important thing to do is to use an elf's hair.
Normally you can't stand the magic of your opponent tying you up by making hair strings with human species hair and so on, and long distance travel and so on would be difficult.
However, a wool contour using 100% purity of an elf with more than a dozen times more magic than the hair of a common human species would also allow for long distance travel.
Keith quickly checked it out in the library to see if it was possible when he saw the swinging blonde hair of the maid elf that carried the snack.
As a result, when I thought I was going to be able to go critical, I offered it to Mashua.
The hair of an elf woman gathered from all over Seimrad solicited a donation by writing the circumstances on a standing sign.
Soon after, the mountains gathered and continue to arrive, and the maids are knitting it just as Keith wrote it on paper.
Beautiful blondes also feel sick about boulders when they get together all this time, but I don't have time to say that.
If we don't do something about it as soon as possible, Seimrad's crop will be devastated.
Now I use it temporarily for Mashua to free the demon spirit stone of fire from the treasury and warm the fields, but I don't know how long it will last either.
So at least as soon as possible everyone on this scene was taking the work seriously.
That's when Nia, dressed thickly with a soldier of escorts in her room, brought Aisha and Berna. There is also Leonora next door.
"Hey, Master Nia."
to Keith's voice. As the maids simultaneously stop working and try to bow their heads,
"Oh, please keep going!
Keith asked about the matter, taking the hurried Nias to the small room next door and letting the soldiers stand outside.
"Um, so, what's up?
"I want to help you too! But you can't knit a rope, so at least take this."
That's what I said and offered you was beautiful platinum hair.
"Ah!? Hey, no way."
"It's okay. I had it combed so I didn't know."
Sure, at first glance, Nia's hair doesn't look like she's losing. But still, it would have taken a lot of courage to think so much of the proud white blonde.
"Dear Nia..."
"Please don't look like that! If that helps at all...... I'm fine with my hair shortened!
You guessed Keith's quail, Aisha and Leonora, who wanted to cuddle up to good health.
"Keith! Me too! I cut my hair too! Here, you silver one! This is me!!
"What is it? Such gray hair. Keith, look, look! This is my soft hair! I wanted to help Keith."
"What such shrinkage! Must be pubic hair or something!!
"Yikes, Yikes!? You're a bit of a fighter. There's a limit to selling... hair like my cotton candy. It depends more than... disrespectful. Wow!!
To the two of us starting another fight. Nia roared and Keith took it to the next room so he wouldn't drop the hair he received.
Keith was aware that Berna was very unwell at that time.
§§§
Keith went back to his room to get some sleep at night.
The maids still continue to braid in the work room on a shift basis, but director Keith has almost no time off, so it's hard not to take as much as a temporary sleep.
Tell him to come and get me in the room if anything happens. When I got back, Berna was just in front of the room to deliver the meal.
"Berna, what are you doing?
Look at Keith. Berna shows him a warm meal on the tray,
"I heard you didn't even have dinner. It's a simple one, please."
"Thanks. I was so hungry. I'll eat it, so drink Berna and tea."
"Yes," he nodded. Berna was put in the room and made tea. Lou seems to be sleeping at Nia's today in search of a warm room.
Serving tea, Keith apologized to Berna as he ate.
"Berna, I'm sorry. I promised you I couldn't be cute to you."
The promise of that day was completely rebellious with all the preparations, and Berna still hadn't gotten it cute.
Then I heard it. Berna shook her head left and right,
"I know you're busy. And that's not what I'm saying... so I'm fine."
"... but you seem to miss something... you're not well, are you?
Berna was out of sight for Keith as he stared, but still staring, he eventually opened his mouth with OzOz.
"... I, alone... can't help your husband"
"What? Huh... Yes?
Berna let Keith tilt her neck without knowing what it meant.
"... my hair, Nia, Aisha, Leonora have been cut for your husband... just me"
"Well, that's because Berna hasn't stretched her hair"
It takes some length to braid into the wool outline. Berna's hair to her shoulder hasn't come to that.
So I don't think I have a choice but Berna didn't seem to think so herself.
"Always, when it's important... I'm the only one who can't help your husband... and yet I just want you to be adorable... me, I suck"
I can't help Keith at a time like this, telling him I want him to be obsessed and adorable before this. That was what was tormenting Berna.
Of course, as Keith, I never thought about it, but as Berna, I can't stop loathing myself enough.
"Like this... I'm just saying... if your husband hates you... me"
Keith stopped the meal hand and held Berna tight as he sighed heavily.
"I'm thinking too much. You're so full of me, you can't hate Berna."
"But... I am selfish."
"That's how cute I am. No, you're cute, so I want you to say more. Say it with all due respect."
Berna clings to Keith with a face where her faceless expression gradually collapses and she's about to cry.
"Meh, wow... isn't it? I don't like it... it won't, will it?
"Don't be. Maybe you'll love Berna more."
"... Ohhhhhh..."
Keith found out once again that Berna was really anxious to be abandoned.
I don't know when I'll miss you too much and what happens if I don't watch and do more from now on.
Keith eared softly at the pet who was assuming he was exhausted, stroking his head full.
"Berna... what I'm about to say is an absolute secret, right? Don't tell anyone."
"Huh?... Yes, I did"
"You know... I didn't call you this distracted spirit, maybe Nia and Leonora."
I stared at Keith with an expression of surprise that Berna had never seen before. On that face Keith puts his index finger on his mouth and makes a secret gesture with "Shh".
"You sang a song in your room, didn't you? The magic caged in it, and the enthusiasm of the audience's elves mixed, and maybe the spirit summoned them."
"Damn..."
"But when I said this, I said I bothered the people. Maybe Nia would get mad at the king and not be able to sing songs anymore...... so it's a secret. Absolutely, right?
to the nodding Berna. Keith smiled. When a good boy
"Berna may think she's bothering me with all her might, but compared to this one. Besides, if it bothers you, dear Berna, I'll be happy to take it."
Berna couldn't stop crying and heart pounding at Keith's words and smile.
I think there are people in the world who think of themselves so much, and I think they can take care of me so much.
Don't even think about how much you are being fed this inferior species and devoured by your body, but you just cling to the bottom of your heart for all the thoughts that can be directed at Keith.
I held Berna's body so tight that I couldn't leave Keith completely anymore that I thought this was just the worst thing I could do again.
"Hey Berna. I need a favor."
to Berna leaning her neck in tears. Keith was
"Actually, there's only one problem with this case, and I think Berna can help me with that. So if you like."
That being said, Berna wiped her tears and nodded over and over again. I can help Keith. I can help Keith on this one. I just have to do that.
Keith hugs and kisses Berna as she turns her determined gaze.
Then I started taking Berna's clothes off to start getting ready.
§§§
Berna's face distorted in agony by the tight sound of a critical......
"Are you all right?
Berna nodded small "yes" to the words to be spoken.
Scarlet smooth hemp rope eats into its luxurious, thin, non-meaty body.
It is of course Keith who is doing it, and this inferior species is tying Berna up while reading a book open in one hand.
The tying method was called rhombic rope tying, with Berna's nymne accentuated and rope eating intensely into the hairless groin.
I was not free because I could tie him up in the back of my hand, and I just got a scarlet rope wrapped around Keith's bright white skin.
Finally, when you tie it hard around the tailbone, the whole thing tightens and the rope blames you for the secret crack.
"Yikes...... hih, ku"
Fear of unfavourability and slight pain in the rope drove the mazopet into the abyss of pleasure.
Keith made sure that he made the
"No, it's fine to make a hair string, but I haven't even experienced the roping technique with it, have I? So I thought I wouldn't practice or anything, so I bought the rope..."
Description Keith circled around Berna as he said the stinking dialogue to see how it was going.
Touch all parts of the body, buttocks and legs to raise Berna slightly.
"Hih, uhh... hih"
When Keith touches me in this state, the aftertaste in the words just now inflates my pleasure.
My nipples are stiff and pointy, and the love liquid leaked from Omanko wets the hemp rope. Berna looked in trouble for such a reaction.
Even though I found a way to help Keith around the corner, this might make me want it again because of my comfort.
Keith strokes Berna, whose body is already getting hot as she tries to do,
"How about this? Are you going to get away with this? Rope, are you going to untie me?
"... Yes, no, Muri... I can't let this go."
Keith rubbed a slightly accentuated lactating milk as he stood up holding his mouth close to laughing in a hot exhaling voice.
"But maybe if it moves big, it'll loosen up. I just want to make sure that's okay, okay?
"Oh, Kiku?... but?
Keith smiles at Berna's pretty face, who has some unpleasant feeling about it.
"Yeah, here's the thing... get Berna to move a little"
And I gracefully pinched the stiffened tip of my chest, which I was gently rubbing, with my fingertips.
"Gyuhi-no!! Hi-Jiu!! Ugh, Ugh!!!
Berna began to get bored on the spot with the burning pleasure transmitted from her nipples when her body, which was sweetly lit by fire, suddenly gained pain.