Fake Holy Sword Story ～I Was Taken Along When I Sold My Childhood Friend～

"I'm sorry, what are you thinking about?"

On the bed in the bedroom, Marla was struggling with her head, cross-legged.

She wears a thin negligee, and her shorts are visible due to her wide open crotch, but I didn't care much because there was no one but myself in this room.

The undulating breasts and buttocks are very appealing, but Marla himself did not consider it a big deal.

Of course, there is a noble relationship, so I care so as not to be unsightly, but I can never imagine that it is enough to be favored by a young and promising gentle man like Alister Was.

"No way, I'll try to trick me into taking Bardini territory ...?!?"

I came to one idea.

"No, that's not it. Alistair is a fitter and brave of the Holy Sword. Even if you don't try to graze this territory, you'll get the treatment and reward you want ..."

What is going to be gained in such a frontier wasteful territory?

And I didn't think that Alistair was thinking of such a vulgar and vicious thing.

He helped people who had never met face to face for the first time. Suspicion of him would be rude.

"Hmm ... but I don't understand."

So why did you suit yourself?

Not a bad reason? If ...

"Really, in search of me ...?"

When muttering, Mara dyes her face red.

Shake your face in a hurry.

"No, no, that's the most unlikely thing, because there are no elements that favor me ..."

Having said that, Mara remembers Alistair's words.

He squeezed his hands gently, holding his eyes seriously.

Those eyes never seemed to be lying.

I thought that I was able to see and be told many times, such as compliments and scams, to tell the truth.

And he praised everything inside and outside himself.

Aside from the inside, he thought that his appearance was a year behind the clock, but he didn't think he would be praised.

But that's not a lie ...

"I'm going to sleep! I'm sure Alistair must have done something weird because of the wound! I'll be back again tomorrow!"

Despite his nervousness, Marla decided and turned her back on the bed.

She had a soft touch and she had been moving her head so hard that she was drowsy.

"If tomorrow comes back ..."

My words muttered, my chest ached for some reason.

Alistair praised herself and asked for it.

When I think so, loneliness rises up, but I can not resist the attacking sleepy, and Mara fell asleep.

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"Mara, Mara"

Mara can gently shake her body with her calling voice.

The voice was not so loud and unpleasant that it was annoying to wake up, but it was a gentle voice like a bird singing.

"Fee ...? Is it already morning?"

Marla, who was weak in the morning, was able to get up while rubbing her eyes.

I feel like this for a long time.

I'm still asleep, but I still want to go to sleep twice with my face on my pillow.

Hands rubbing eyes are gently disturbed. Your eyes must not hurt.

"Yes, it's morning. Do you use warm towels?"

"Oh, thank you so much ..."

When I put my hands out like a child, there was a towel with just the right warmth.

In this case, itching of the eyes can be suppressed and it will not hurt.

"(Is this what you've done?)

Usually, the maid who wakes me up should have been a more violent way of tapping the ass ...

Well, good. It's not a bad change.

"Huh ... it feels good ..."

When I buried my face in a warm towel, I inadvertently leaked a voice.

Never others ... more to say, a weak voice that can't be heard by a man.

Rubbing your face with a gush will remove dirt from your eyes and dings. Feel good.

"Mara, do you decide what clothes to wear today? I don't know because there are so many ..."

"Oh, are you okay with the usual guy?"

"No, I don't understand that usual ..."

If you answer while burying your face in a warm towel, you will hear a confusing voice.

I do not understand? Always ... it's the same thing every morning?

Marla wants to give back as much as possible for the people, so she doesn't have the luxury of a nobility with hundreds of clothes.

Therefore, the clothes for my usual work are also decided ...

…………that? Isn't it strange?

Mara finally awakens and notices this strange point.

Why is this voice so fat and low in the first place?

The maid who always wakes up is higher and squeaky.

Maid changed? If it was, there would always be reports. It has not been received.

I mean, is there a woman with such a voice in the first place ...?

"... Huh?"

Mara finally flips her face from a warm towel.

What jumped into her eyes like that ...

"Oh, oh, oh, Alister !?"

He was an Aristor, a match for the Holy Sword and a king of the kingdom.

I'm surprised just because he's here, but he just received a ferocious polo pose yesterday and refused it, so I'm going to be tempted.

"Yes, but ...?"

"Why, why here ?! Why! ?? Why !?"

"Why ...? No, it's ..."

Alice distorts her face suspiciously, as Mara whispers for an unknown reason.

However, he showed his gesture to answer the question a little and opened his mouth.

`` If it was that way, Mara did not seem to answer my feelings, so I decided to go aggressively from here ''

positive.

Upon hearing the words, Mara suddenly throbbed her heart.

Once shaken, do you still approach yourself?

Are you so attractive?

"But it's not too much to sneak into a lady's bedroom, even if it's out!"

That's it. You have to scold Alister.

Of course, care should be taken not to be seriously depressed, but if you are slightly depressed, you will be insanely nursing.

However, this is a private room. There's nothing wrong with doing something wrong, but I'm ashamed to see my personal property.

It was more than the fact that he came into the room.

Alistair says with a bitter smile.

"No, I thought so. When I happened to pass by Marla's room, I was asked by a maid to wake me up."

"Huh ...?"

Listen to him and look at the door.

There was a faintly open maid from there, always smiling and laughing from there.

"Badini, who doesn't always get up, is bad."

"This is it! Possibly, Alister is always ...?"

A maid who runs away when she tries to scold. Is it a maid who really touches the nobility?

Marla's kindness and personality also make her feel so comfortable.

Looking at it, Alistair nodded, "It's still my angel," and smiled with a smile at Mara, who asked me calmly.

"The sleeping face was as beautiful as a sleeping princess, and it was cute that I couldn't wake up and was sick."

"Fah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah !?"

I saw a sleeping face and a sleeping figure that I do not want to see most!

In that fact, Mara makes a strange voice and turns her face red.

Looking at her, Alister turned her gentle smile ...

"I'm going to get closer to Marla's favor, and thank you."

Marla's late spring has just arrived.

...... In addition, the inside of the man is a sludge pattern below the waste.