I shake my hand with a tight grip on Risha's butt. Every time that happens, Risha's body flinches and her sexuality flows.

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

It's a really soft and firm butt, so it tastes like zucchini. I enjoyed the reaction as I squeezed her ass.

"Really, stubbornly, just her ass..."

"Lisa loves touching her ass."

"Ugh, she talks like a vulgar woman who gets excited with her butt--"

- Shoo!

"Cheer up!"

After a sneaky slap on his butt, a cute friendship bursts out as the big butt's flesh closes into the palm of his hand.

I can't forgive the fact that my ass is so cute because I just performed cruel black magic before. I tried to give you an award, but I had to punish you.

"No?"

Anyway, after one hit, he grabbed his ass again and said,

I can feel the power escaping from Risha's waist. She shakes her body with a strong hug with only the power of her arms.

"I, indeed, am wicked... Did your daughter ask for a reward, Ver, for punishment?"

I heard a trembling voice and now I am forced to make a sound. I can't believe you got your ass kicked. You're being obscene! I couldn't take it anymore.

"... Risha, let's get undressed."

"Oh, take off your clothes, you really want to treat your mother like she is... Isn't she a brat? I always wondered why I should be handed over with such rudeness."

Risha blushes in a trembling tone with a completely red face. This sister really excites me with words like this. I want to be open and coercive.

"Uh-huh, aren't you going to take your clothes off? I can't even give you this."

"..."

Breaking her lower lip, she closed her eyes and slowly took off her dress. He reveals his big breasts and buttocks. I get excited when I see my wives taking off their clothes for me.

Pink nipples strongly aroused my sexuality, and cute penises confused my mind.

I threw my clothes off, too.

"Burr, you're naked..."

"Yes, we're nice, Risha. Come here."

- Tak.

I pulled out a chair and sat on it and banged my thighs. It's a simple signal. I'll punch you in the ass. It's a signal to come and take care of yourself. Risha comes to me slowly, shamefully, but with an expectation-like face.

Risha, who is approaching, naturally hits me on the thigh. The buttocks that were pushed out were very tame.

"No, Risha. What the hell did you eat and your ass grow like this? And boobs."

"Well, don't try to make fun of her... she has shame."

"Uh-huh, are you here to slap your ass like this right now?"

"It's you, so let me!"

"I know."

- Shoo!

"Heungniang!!"

Risha screams and smacks me one more time. It's just a little slap to say "butt abuser." Sometimes I have a desire to hit him with all my might. Of course not.

"Uh-huh, Risha, you're cute."

When she squeezes her butt and says she's cute, she covers her face with both hands. How cute.

"Ughh..."

"And thank you. Thanks for pulling out that knife. Or Risha. I don't have anyone to ask. I think I'm going to cry because I'm so grateful."

"... all for you. Originally, this is the law that deserves a great price, but the mother-in-law can do anything you want."

"Thanks for that, too."

Who can comfortably commission such a skilled witch?

Moreover, it was obvious that the Devil Separation quest would require a great price.

"But this time we must be paid! Make an example of your mother-in-law and forgive her for her disrespect!"

"Like this?"

- Shoo!

"Cheer up!"

The cute new voice explodes when you hit the tangy ass again.

After enjoying her peak fortune for a while, she regained consciousness and tried to speak.

"Really! I told you to forgive your rudeness, and you didn't tell me to smack your butt!"

Of course it's ass punishment.

- Shh, shh!

An obscene sound resounded in the basement. Risha had already reached an intolerable climax and cried out in tears. I really like doing this.

"Ahhh, ahhhhhhh...! Hehehehe!"

Touching your buttocks and rubbing your vagina, your back bends like a bow.

Only because my body is so obscene.

I hit him for a while, and then I took a break.

"I can't believe you're a man who will never obey her again."

Risha took a deep breath and said.

"I know."

"... do it faster if you know. I can't stand it for a second."

- Salamander.

"Come on."

Risha has been waving her butt and demanding more stern beatings.

"Isn't she waiting?"

"..."

"Oh, come on, what are you doing? His hands are playing."

... this woman is real.

I knocked her ass like crazy until she finally lost her mind.

It only took me three minutes to lose my mind, and I did it for two more hours.

* * *

Once you get a new knife, you should try the test. Risha just said she wouldn't get caught in the church, because she didn't seem to know the details of her performance.

Testing for knives is difficult to know better. Even if you know the properties, eventually you have to use performance, but you can see it.

"I'm the Horseman."

Immediately I came out to the backyard with the used equipment I used.

They were taken from adventurers by defeating the race queen. I tried to sell it when I had time, but I didn't have a chance, so I left it in the corner, so I have to consume it today.

I pulled out a table and put a chest armor on it.

"It's Kim Kat."

- Gross.

When the refined Mage Sword is drawn, a distressing sound is sounded.

It was like the roar of souls being tortured at the bottom of hell. How many people have died in Bügall? All you have to say is that once in all these years you have shown yourself in the real world and soaked the blade with blood and pain.

I also said that the things I was reaching out for were a hero with some kind of bugal, but I should have listened to that. Karin would fall for that.

Well, I guess it's good.

Büghal is dead.

His body was well laid out and placed in a sack to be handed over to the church. Bugal, whose white and white forms were separated, could not regenerate any more strangely. It was a complete death.

"For imperialism."

Target used chest armor on the table and hold position.

Bondi Knife can't wear armor made of steel plates. But that's a common human story.

"Bury."

I'm Kim Kat.

- Pa!

Thinking so, he blows a slashed, murderous crossbreeze with the finest skill. Targeting a fixed goal is indeed a simple task. The ultimate second explodes.

- Tspot!

It just happened for a second, and it was--it was a bummer! With a sound, two steel breastplates fell to the ground.

"Oh, fuck!!!"

You're a real mother!

Just put this on!

I didn't even use a head slash, but I cut the iron breastplate perfectly. Inhuman results were obtained by combining pure skill, Mana's enhanced physical abilities, and the power of the sword.

"Oh, my God!"

The power of the Mage Sword has been transmitted from the fingertips. What was felt at the same time was the full rate. This is a really good fucking knife. I checked the blade and didn't even smell it.

Fuck! Fuck!

If so, proceed to the next step!

"Ohamma!"

Immediately, I dragged Omar out of the forge the last time.

Honestly, it's a long story, but you have to test it once. Immediately, he placed the sword on the ground and raised his head.

"Hey, Kim!!!!"

- Tornado!!

With a short collision, Ohamma strikes the tip of the Vulgar sword like a meteor.

- Quang!

A fierce sound burst and the sword flew. I swiftly threw the ohamma and checked the condition of the knife.

"..."

The tip of the knife is broken.

No wonder. Even though it's a good knife, I have no choice but to break it if I'm hit by a full-power, sincere O'Hamma Breeding Press.

Why did you do this?

Of course, it is to test the regenerative power of Büghal.

But there is no change.

"No!!!! Fuck!!!!!!"

If you don't play here, you're fucked!!!

"AmChang!!!"

What the fuck!

I'm trying to frighten you by grabbing your head. As the knife sounded strange, it began to repair very slowly.

"Hm."

- Perfect for regeneration.

Maybe I should give you a penny to get this knife.

"Hhhhh!"

Laughter bursts out.

Performance experiments were completed. Ame, wasn't that the word "machete"? That's enough fucking money to tell you to fuck off this Rare Metal motherfucker.

Of course, there are a few more areas where I can test how far I can regenerate this son of a bitch and how well I can recover the blade.

But even if I have a disadvantage, this knife is better than any knife I've ever fought with. It was a satisfactory outcome.

I thought it would be nice to have used iron armor with dough now. Honestly, it's a shame, but in the first place, performance testing was essential.

You need to know the right performance, but you can use it perfectly in practice.

Warriors who eat swordboard over their lives should not compromise in this area. Measuring the potential of a weapon to be with you in the future is an essential process.

"In the future, your name will be the Devil's Sword."

I lifted my sword and covered the sun.

This divine sword will be used in the future to defeat cruel and evil imperialism and establish justice. Even though the birth is said to be a demon, the sin has already been executed by our family in peace and legitimate proceedings.

Now, Büghal is going to live by doing good things.

The devil, who has always been at the forefront of corrupting man, will now be used to judge the other hordes of evil first in my hand. Indeed, it was just and right.

Because I thought so, it felt like the heart of Büghal was being conveyed.

- Hehe, you're using me like this. Thank you so much, man.

"Uh-huh, yeah, motherfucker. In the future, let's just do some good."

I don't know, but it was clear that Büghal was tortured by us and completed his rehabilitation.

In retrospect, it seems to me that the last act of madness was simply to hide a shameful insider. Bugal truly accepted the Old Testament of Fusion and was reborn as a clean and pure new life.

I started to feel cozy because of the meaning of the word of Bhugal.

The weather was chilly, but the warm spring breeze blessed me. Blessed is he who does good. It is clear that Büghal came to tell me that.

"Thank you, Bügall."

You're getting smoky.

"Live strong in hell."

We should go to the church and dispose of Bucharest's body.

I can't keep that fucking demon corpse at home anymore. There was already no value anywhere. Bucharest will certainly enter the church with joy.

My motivation soared, as Büghal showed such fuzziness to the end.

I put a thousand demon swords in the knife.

This looks nothing more than a knife in plain black.

- But this is a machete.

Honestly, I'm reluctant to show people how the blade repairs, but...

What are you gonna do? All the bastards who see it are going after it.

"Sword that saves my black man."

It makes me feel good to have good equipment.

My chest was buzzing.

"It's a bowman's sword..."

I closed my eyes and looked up at the sun and recited it like that.

A sword that saves lives.

My sword is all swirled to the benefit of the human world. A few years before I punished the evil creatures. I don't know the exact figures, but there are so many crimes that have been suppressed early because of me.

- Strong faith.

- Uncompromised belief.

Without doubt, with a genuine sense of justice, wrath permeates the mind. Fusion never tolerates a group of evil who try to plunge the human world into sabotage.

I once again vowed to myself and resolved to walk this difficult path.