Goddess, Help Me!

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- Once back in the Autonomous Region of Tayan, a buffer zone between the human and demonic worlds, the brave men were quiet.

The princess he thinks and admires is pregnant, and he doesn't have a clear target.

One of the biggest scandals shaking the country decorated the top of the information media (Shinbun) in various countries, and the people of Tayan are reluctantly rumouring about noble figures.

I shuddered that my hand squeezed a jock poured with liquor was a mess.

... lying. It's a lie. It's a lie. It's a lie.

Her Royal Highness the Innocent, Clear and Poor Princess exchanges mouths with those who do not marry and, hey, forgive and cage too many men etc...!

I don't want to believe it.

Rumors are only rumors, there is no way that civilians who have the best in their daily lives know so much about distant countries. His Royal Highness in my country should still be waiting for you. This is my return. A day to complete the Demon King's crusade and triumph over his country.

I want to laugh that way and kick the article over.

... but I couldn't.

Put your hands gently on your nose.

It is a single letter that falls within the stiff armor. Her Royal Highness's engraved letter was delivered the other day.

The covenant was rebelled.

by her own hand.

"In the dawn when I have safely crusaded the evil demon king..."

'Yes, Commander of the Knights...... No, Master Brave. Waiting, forever......'

"Princess......"

The corner of the royal castle. In a small garden where people rarely stopped by from time to time, a poor figure crossed his brain wrapping a circle of flowers he had dedicated in his small hands.

The reality that there is a man standing next to His Highness the Princess, that he is not himself, cuts Zakuzak's willingness to make a brave man if he is a brave man. Injuries and fatigue are also severe physically, due to the increase in demonic raids, as seen through empty wind holes in the mind.

Whether you spit blood reflexes or are full of creativity, you have stood up and fought with your sword instead of your wand - there was certainly a desire to protect your country, to save the world, but most importantly - to fulfill your promise to you.

... Princess.

What does His Majesty also think?

When I was serving near my side in my country, that father-daughter, who was close enough to be able to perceive the inside with only her gaze and expression, now seems like someone else altogether.

A daughter of an employee of this dining room peeks into him worryingly, placing the dishes she ordered at the table of brave men who are struck by despair.

"Brother, are you okay? You're bluish."

"Oh.... Huh!?

I raised my face and looked up at my daughter blurred with vain eyes - the brave man turned his eyes round.

Similar.

The words of speech were shattered, but the sight and atmosphere of my daughter overlapped with a scorching princess - still a familiar, innocent and unbelievable figure of her before he left the royal castle.

The man exhaled looking away at the staring brave man and his daughter (servant).

"I didn't know the princess had any qualities. Well, no, I cleaned it up faster than I expected."

Flush hair flowing back and forth on your shoulders.

The next moment, his figure scratched off the spot.

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- Tonight was a little different than before.

I'm on a bed with Deng in the big hall of the example, and this doesn't change. It's just that medismults, usually teasing stunning sliding dungeons while rushing over, suddenly solidified in a... jumping position today.

Doesn't move as fixed as it is.

I wonder if this would be the case if the spell of petrification existed. He supports his body with one leg, which was his toe, and maintains a strange pose with his mid back. If I put it on lightly, it's going to flip.

"... Evening?

Shortly after I hung up my fearful voice, the statue breathed back badly.

"Lend me your wisdom, goddess!

They show off their jumping dungeons and inadvertently lag behind.

After all, they can't take off the dungeon right after we met.

"You couldn't?" Operation Gallic Sharpen Your Trust in the Princess in Love ""

"... was that the name of the operation... Ha, no, no. Excuse me. There's nothing behind you..."

Medismult raised his face and stiffened again. I'll take a look behind you when I get caught. Nothing unusual. I then confirmed myself. Unlike last time, my clothes have been in nightdress since the beginning. No skin exposure, no noticeable dirt. I think.

"Mae......? Me, is something wrong?

I'm afraid to ask. As soon as I spoke, I moved out again, and I frowned unexpectedly at Medismurt, who was starting to feel suspicious about my behavior.

It's always weird, but it's weirder than usual today.

What's wrong with everything?

Every time it comes to groundhounds. There has never been an attitude other than this.

Medismult leans over to the bed with Jiriziri as she crawls on both knees. Feeling a mysterious sense of crisis, he wrapped his upper hanging around his body with an aggressive hand. The young man finally returned to me whether the weaving of one feather had distracted him from consciousness.

"I'm so sorry!

"... no, fine"

"What a generous heart......!

"Because that's fine. I was wondering if you could move on. Did you get rid of the serious brave man you were telling me last time?

A few steps closer than before. The young man looking down from his bed is a beauty after all. When Fu was there, I think I heard a sound of sausage from my flowing hair after a beat.

When prompted, I could hear the rest of the story from Medismult, who apparently calmed down by fixing his gaze around the bed cover.

"- There were already several subordinates serving some brave men and knights of the homeland. We sent the affordable back to the country of the brave." The brave man was swallowed by the mighty power of the Succubus, and is no longer the brave man known to the princess, "he said.

At the same time, I had the princess deliver a letter to the brave. "Marry another human being" and…

After perfectly imitating the princess's handwriting and scattering quite a few decorative texts, I carved in the princess's mark, so the brave man seems to have believed it. In addition, there are rumors of "whore princesses" among humans. "

They let the people who serve with the evidence and the letters prepare it. If they sniff out the signs of the Demon Clan, they'll be less credible, so just in case, let's not.

… "serving" people. Are the knights of my hometown and Kuchi mellowed by the horny lady?

"Are you saying that falsehood has turned out to be true… In the middle of being ostracized by those under my command, the princess sits in a momentum that seems to become pregnant before choosing a companion in the days of calling non-brave human beings"

"... wait a minute. Three days ago I was consulted by Mae..."

"Thirty nil days have passed since the last time."

I still feel understandable against the brave man who poked and caged a gap in his heart. I may have come hollow with kindness shortly after my broken heart. But.

What about the princess?

Are you saying that in just a month, you learned pleasure and embedded it?

If you're saying you can't invade the world directly, it doesn't seem like we're talking about a horny man making direct contact with the princess. Does that mean you brought an impudent knight and a knight stuck in a horny witch closer to the princess's surroundings, or something?

If this prediction is being met, I want to say it out loud.

What about as a country!? Too vigilant yul against the devil tribe!

- Ask him what means he took in practice and he will tell you the details. But I'll stop asking you how it went in detail. Mental health is not very good if this is a more difficult story than you can imagine right now.

Terrible or leaning on... Is it pedigree that there is no forgiveness in terms of night?

Makes me want to sympathize with a serious brave man who would have damaged my heart. Well, if you mean fallen, it's probably happier for him to stay out of reality.

...... hmm?

Is this good for you?

I had a grumpy head when I was told about being shaken by the values of righteousness and evil. I want to strut down Medismult asexually. Even if it's eight, I'm aware of it, but I want to kick it.

my precious time of tranquillity...... it ended badly with a gory scrape of late-night sleep. Is this a nightmare? Going on every few days, a nightmare that's not even a drag?

Will it open up from this strange dream if it damages Medismult?

"Can I kick you for a second?

"... what?

It might be refreshing to add even a kick on top of letting a beautiful young man go down to earth. Still, if it's going to reduce stress, is it worth a try? - What a demon gave it to me, and I said pero. I regretted it shortly afterwards.

I raised my face in response to this remark, Medismurt. I just bump my gaze.

Staring at each other temporarily.

Red balls of eyes slowly heat up. At the same time a cold sweat conveyed on my back. It's like the mood is a frog stared at by snakes.

"Whatever."

"Eh."

"Reishi's My Goddess. If I can have your legs and legs, I'd be happy to offer them to you."

Something's weird switched on -!?

Distances from youth have further narrowed.

Medismult gets himself out and hands on the sheet. This is the first time he has touched the bed.

Beauty lays down on the toe, which was slightly protruding from the wound top hanging.

I don't want to lick it!

I licked the back of my leg!

Couldn't react to too many sudden developments. There is no kicking up his face or retreating his toes on the contrary, embracing Medismurt's tongue with his whole body stiffened.

What is cold beauty? Back to back, the mouth containing the thumbs was hot.

"Goddess... the honor of breathing into you, please be me"

"What? What, what... what...?

I don't know what that means.

I just didn't feel half the crisis.

Eat. If it keeps flowing, they will definitely eat it. Give the outsiders a serious break about their horny dreams or something. I don't have that desire. If I held it, I wouldn't have it.

Meaningless thoughts swirl in my head. In the meantime, the upper hanging was retreating with jirrizz by the Medismult, which also continued to invade. With his nose tip, he chops down the fluff barrier, and his hot tongue crawls towards his ankle -

Oops!

……

"Come here. We're off-limits here! I'm going to bed. I'm definitely going to bed. I'm going to sleep now! Stay out of my way!

"……………………"

A young man leans slightly back with a kick all over his jaw. A distance was created between them. Evacuate the tip of the foot in the upper hanging.

Medismult backed off honestly but not the usual flat-headed. Wet eyes in greed are alive and well, although he is awed with one knee on the floor.

Come on, guys!

What, you're acting like a dog who kept that bait before! Because I'm scared, because I'm not your bait and it doesn't taste good to eat! I'm dyspepsia and I'm gonna break your stomach. Hey!

"Turn around"

"... Your will"

My heart is so sick and annoying. I don't have enough thick nerves to sleep crisp with this gaze on me, even though I'm in how ready shape to sleep.

I'm glad you listened obediently to what Medismult said. If it's just submissive, don't lick your legs or anything from the beginning. Too much accidental hitting.

Turn around with your knees broken. Slowly lay down his body, staring at the lustrous long hair flowing down his back. Cover disappointingly from toe to mouth with an upper hanging and round horizontally.

If you fall asleep like this, you won't be dreaming any more.

... at least until the next morning.