A little wind blew through the courtyard of the palace.
Shadows fall on the faces of the two whose early autumn sun shades and confronts the clouds. Moment after moment, Aisha thrust with a wooden sword in her hand.
Tang bamboo cracking from the big upper section with a full mood, a continuous thrust of rage to see it avoided.
No one can easily avoid that quick coordinated attack. Except for this little dragon princess.
But Aisha continued to blame herself for the divine technique of defense, which avoided cutting everything with a single slice of paper and didn't even let her clothes plunder.
Mix the horizontal giraffe into the poke unusually and shake it off with all the force from there on your shoulders.
The horrible speed of the right-hander makes the hair of the night-hander touch only a little tip and leaks a voice that says "ho".
Makes the cut just a little crazy with the pattern grip. Nightshade fired a blow with a smiling tail at this technology.
Aisha took a wooden sword and made her face look at the counterattack with the meaning of saying she had used a good move.
It's a blow that can reach your bones. It would have been broken like a wooden sword like this and other yang branches if Keith's endowed magic hadn't been done.
Aisha distanced herself at night when she avoided even a small body counterattack from the stream.
The cutting edge and the consciousness that put him on it are pointing toward the nightcap, waiting for his breathing to finish.
"What's the matter, are you coming? Then from Non...... Yuku!!!
"Whoa!!
Aisha utters a response with a full mood, and the distance between the two shrinks...... then,
"Oh my! What are you doing!!
Power falls out of the bodies of the two of them into the lovable voice of reprimand. And when the gaze is slowly sent, there's a pump! Nia stood with her cheeks swollen that the phonetic sounds well suited.
"Dear Nia," "Nia."
To the two aligned and pitiful voices, Nia, who could follow the samurai, comes walking through the courtyard.
"Aisha! You just healed your body, but you can't! The doctor told you to grow up for another week!!
"Yes, no, I do... but then my body gets dull"
"It's better to cure than to blunt!! Besides, why are you dealing with archery at night?!
"Yes, no, that... this little girl... Aisha seems to want an archdeacon... then"
"I'm hurt, so sooo!! You have to stop it!!
"" Yes ""
Keith saw two fighting dogs barking and shunning at Chihuahua for the look of two adults drooling their necks.
When it comes to why Nightingale is dealing with Aisha's archdeacons, they've actually gotten along strangely since that night.
Of course that means as a friend, but let's say someone who resembles the same pit of a cave, or that same sense of victimhood has formed a henchy friendship between the two of us.
Face to face and say, "We're friends! I wouldn't argue," but somehow Nightingale came to see me and brought me a souvenir.
Because this year's dinner party will be held a little later, so the night I intend to leave continues to stay in Saimrad.
Nia came to Keith after scolding the two of them.
"Master Keith said to rest in his room until Aisha healed properly... you can't help him archery."
"Wow, I get it. I'm sorry."
"Please," Nia said to Keith, smiling bitterly, before taking the samurai back inside the palace.
Apparently, he came to blame for seeing Aisha and Nightingale doing an audition on their way from their room to a different room.
"... I didn't know you'd find it"
"We have to do it outside the palace next."
The two battle idiots went back to their room today, very hard when they unleashed words that were completely unpunished.
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At noon that day, Aisha's room had a strangely glossy voice.
The time is just around the time when the servants in the palace take a lunch break, and the courtyard and so on have the pleasant voices of the maids surrounding the lunch.
In that, Aisha said, "Mm-hmm!" or "hi," he exhales and gasps.
"Yes, you can put a little more effort into it."
"Well, I'll see you soon...... HI! Stay, stay, hey, ahhh!!
"You're getting better. She really remembers things well."
"Well, why not... Kuhi! Oh, mmm!! Ugh."
In Keith's voice Aisha bites the pillowcase and stains the saliva.
The soft feeling that twitches in the back of your body delivers Aisha's worst feeling.
with your hands on the back of a brown elf that feels so good that it's about to melt and makes your eyes tron,
"Is this okay?
Berna put those words to Keith. Keith replies nicely to that.
"Yes. Yes, they do. This is perfect. Hey, I hope Berna remembers really fast."
Berna, who looks a little happy with his head stroked and faceless, wiped the lotion for magic conduction on Aisha's back.
When I say what these three are doing now, they are having a study group on healing magic in Berna.
Seeing Aisha come back hurt and Keith a little but wounded at that time, Berna really wanted to get the healing magic to the extreme.
For this reason, he asked Keith, who was a medical magic guide, to teach him and learn the basics from Ichi.
Although the healing magic that elves remember and the healing magic used by human species and others are slightly different, Keith thought of these two good hybrid magics for Berna.
That can be used to make Nia remember, so there's no harm in thinking about it.
Although the wound was completely healed, Aisha, with her freshly healed, lingering body, was an experimental bench for it.
Even today he was relieved and healed from every corner of his body using the superior version of healing on the body damaged by rapid exercise (earlier archaeology). That's when the voice said, "Hih! It was."
Having cleaned Aisha's body, which was too pleasant and wandering, Berna thanked Keith and began to support him to get back to work.
Keith also helps with that and takes the tools and magic books he uses for healing magic. This is always in Keith's room.
walking down the hallway side by side as we exited Aisha's room together,
"No, and Berna is really quick to remember. If healing magic is all you need, you can be a mentor."
"Really? I'll try."
Keith was aware of the simplicity of the response but the length of the relationship made him feel like a jerk there.
In fact, Berna is talented when it comes to healing magic, and I have a feeling that with the addition of a rooted hard work temperament there she will be quite skilled.
"Um, can I ask you again this evening?
Berna asked Keith when she broke up. Sometimes these days I come to my room after work to learn.
"Fine," he answered, making sure no one was watching, kissing and breaking up.
Because it's like this, I've been spending a lot of nights with Berna lately. Keith had the tools and the magic book. When he flies into the room with transfer magic,
"I have to adore the swinging Aisha ~"
In an attempt to comfort Aisha, who by now was on fire and crying because of the treatment she had just been naked and touched all over her body by Keith and Berna, the inferior species skipped back to the lady knight's room.
Lust remains flourishing even though Berna says it will come at night.
§§§
And at night, Keith politely taught healing magic to Berna, who came to the room after work.
Berna, who doesn't seem to like theoretical magic remembering because she's an elf after all, but she's also trying to remember that hard.
I was slightly impressed by the way he looked, and Keith stroked his head when his studies went to Berna, such a hard-working man, for a paragraph.
I did it with the same feeling as Nia did, but Berna seemed happy with this too.
"But Berna is a really good kid. I remember things well, I'm a hard worker, and I'm the best student."
"... thank you"
I'm not sure because it's faceless, but it seems to be illuminating. My ears were perfect when I thanked you.
So that was cute and Keith praised Berna all the way back on track.
"No, it's true, isn't it? Don't think it's the biggest thing to say that you can work hard as well as have a magical talent. It's about Berna that I remember so well. And she's cute."
I don't think it matters at the end, but Berna leaned down step by step when she was praised for doing so.
Keith, who's known Berna best for a long time there, realized at a glance how this was when it really lit up.
When that was funny and more complimentary, Berna had held Keith's mouth in it with her hands.
"No more... please don't... that's enough. Praise me."
Keith laughed with his mouth blocked by Berna, who hasn't turned red because of her nature but is sincerely lit.
Berna gets a little upset when she realizes that Keith made fun of her. That said, I knew my expression wouldn't change much.
hands off his mouth. Turning that way. To Berna. Keith peered into his face and
"I'm sorry, but you really think it's gonna be awesome, don't you? It's true."
"... teasing, that's enough"
"I'm not teasing you...... so look, don't be stubborn"
I'm not stubborn.
Keith felt like laughing again at Berna for her obstinacy in spreading the book of magic and starting to read it, and she managed to get in a good mood.
I think about it a lot and think about it, and I hold Berna's hand and say yes.
"You know, Berna. I was hoping to do something for the great Berna. Is there anything I can do?
"What can you do?... because you're teaching me magic... no."
Keith whispered in his ear as he held Berna tight saying so.
"I'm aware of that. Berna works hard to heal magic, so that Aisha and I can heal even if we get hurt again, right? It's for me, isn't it? Is this narcissism?
"Yes," Berna answered honestly after getting a little lost in the query.
I didn't want Keith or Aisha to get hurt and not be able to help then. If you can't help yourself in battle, at least... that's what I kept thinking.
I don't have the magic power of your species elves like Leonora, so I can't rely on them when I have to remember them properly from Ichi.
So I'm about to teach Keith to get healing magic. Keith naturally noticed the purity of the feeling.
"So I want to do something for such a great Berna. Whatever you want, okay? What do you want me to do?
Keith kept asking with a weird sense of trust when asked to do something that was naturally erotic.
Now I'm not some choro knight who normally wants to date or anything. This elf is a trusted pet.
Berna kept a little quiet about the inquiry, which I didn't know she had the lowest and lowest kind of thoughts.
"... anything, okay...?
"Yeah, whatever. Anything I can do."
What is it? Would you like to take another walk naked with a collar on? Tight sex while you're tied up? Keith was inflating all sorts of inferior delusions, but I was a little surprised by the words he wore when he said "Bye" to Berna, who raised his face.
Sleeping in bed, Keith was naked on a washed sheet and held a poor blonde elf in his arms.
This is what Berna wants. Yes, Berna wanted Keith to sleep with her.
It's always nice to be held and sleep in a pompous way after the intensity of sex, but I also wanted to experience being held and sleep normally like this.
Keith strokes Berna as she rounds herself up like a cat or dog entering the futon and delivers into her arms.
"Do you mind? I can't believe this... I just can't believe I'm holding you to sleep. Many times now."
"No...... I like this. Thus......"
Keith gently hugged her naked thin body clinging to her cum and smiled small that she was a root sweetheart to keep it out of her face.
Nothing pornographic happened, but Keith meditated his eyes in praise of herself holding Aisha during the day, wondering if once in a while she could.
Slowly and quietly, Berna suddenly crawled her tongue with peroli as she watched Keith smell and bare chest plates.
"Ooh! Huh? Huh??
When Keith looks at Berna in surprise, this pet elf remains the usual faceless,
"... I want to... I don't care... May I?
Keith answered with confusion, "Yes," thinking he didn't have to cut it that far into pets.
Then Berna rarely smiles just a little, and begins to pepper Keith's chest plate and neck muscles with her tiny tongue.
With a complicated look at the tickle, I wondered if this was really getting some peace by licking it.
That's the whole body licking excuse I used for Nia in the meantime, but in Berna's case, it sounds serious, so I can't beat the end of it.
(He says pets look like their owners... even if they don't look like this... ugh!
Keith freaks out and thinks that Berna is going to play lick like this, even though she hasn't said anything to anyone about licking Nia.
The Berna slightly blushed into the joy of crawling her tongue on Keith's never licked part as she was held tight.