Goddess, Help Me!

Needless to say, he was pushed further away by the giant.

"The curse... the curse that the priest of the Holy Kingdom of Kipnit had thrown a spoon at me on a troublesome level? It's not normal to say chisel.

And you know what? Here - "Throne Room" is equipped with the ability to amplify the power of the Demon King. So unless you're like me right now and you're getting special permission from the Demon King, it's not suspicious to be killed the minute you step in. When someone else enters, it's common sense of a brave man to be as powerful as I was before him. "

Osroth also moves to chase me backwards to the edge of the bed.

"The center of the hall where power is most concentrated, and the front of the throne. That's where the lady's sleeping quarters are. How obsessed are you? Oh, they found some kind of cultivation, and it's pure culture? But you can't even tell the difference between a half demon and a family member, or your knowledge as a demon is empty. - People, you don't... the Demon King sucks at his only daughter."

"... eh"

He stood up to avoid an inadvertently stretched hand. My torso is grazed by the scab. Sometimes I was soaring a sense of crisis into the atmosphere drifting from Ozroth, and I finally got out of bed.

Kick the floor barefoot.

This man is dangerous.

Now that Medismult is absent, which is likely to be a deterrent, I have no choice but to protect myself. I'm in a hurry now to realize something so obvious.

I have to run.

But where?

I don't know, but I'm pretty sure it's not if you say it's slow or swallowing.

There's a long dress tangled in my leg that even has a candle. It's hard to run because I'm not used to it.

My feet flutter like a sickness.

I stepped on the hem of the dress and let it go. I manage to regain my position and run again.

It's a long second now, even a centimeter away.

"Damn,"

"The last thing I can solve is a sign."

The abruptly curtained escape play ended with no hesitation. I felt it for a long time but might not have kept it for a few seconds. I was caught lightly by Ozroth, who jumped over the bed and ran over.

My wrist is grabbed and my arm is stretched. I tried to shake it desperately but there was no sign of loosening it. The difference in power from a man is historical.

"Get off me!

Ozroth's hand patted away in conjunction with his sharply uttered voice. But being pulled just before he opened his wrist is causing a huge imbalance in his upper body. A man moved faster than I could rebuild my posture. My arm wraps around my body.

Both legs floated in the universe.

Arms spinning from back to side are neither pushed nor tapped nor freaked out.

"Seriously, who are you? Lady."

"Hih."

Hold the adult woman up as if she were a toddler with no makeup, and Ozros laughs niggly. The face placed against the clamped neck rattled Sunsung's nose.

I can lick it up as perky as I followed.

A chill ran through my whole body from my neck.

"It's a different sign from both people and demons... but it's not bad. I don't think I can make this opportunity for you."

Come on... they're gonna eat me - Ew!

I felt genuine danger and scratched my whole body. I intend to do more than I can. Yet the man's restraint doesn't even show signs of loosening.

Instead of leaving, he gets held back by a leopard and dressed to face Ozroth from the front.

I'd like to put one of my fists in my fun-loving face. Yet his arm was caught beside him, and the resistance that he could do now was to gaze.

Tears came to me as I was angry at my gaze to delude my fears. Turn around again. My body doesn't move the way I think it does.

No matter how rampant it is, it won't be much damage to Ozros. Still kicked the man's leg many times barefoot. If you stop resisting and give up, everything will pack, this is close to certainty.

"How..."

"For some reason, I'm interested in you, miss. Of course I want to know who I am, but not yet. No, more than that, I went through every inch of this luxurious, soft, alluring body, and then I just had a little taste -"

"Hmm?"

"... of course it's a joke! Look, the lady walked on her own, so she was on her way back to her bunk! That's why it's such a mess! No... Hey, it's out. Ouch!

It was a moment.

Medismult, who was not on this spot, literally appears behind Osroth during one blink, accompanied by a handknife at the behest of a man.

From the young man's wrist, he hung it at the tip of his pinky finger, which stretched a few centimeters, but it was degenerative. Countless blades to devour into the steeple (nod) of Ozroth. Gizzard and pointy. If you like that, not a knife, but a saw.

"First, untie your filthy arms."

"Oh, wow."

- Are you hurt?

The man loosened the restraint and raised his hands to show an attitude of surrender.

Open from the commandments and your feet are on the floor. He nodded at the young man who offered one hand to prompt him and retreated from Ozros, making a slight detour and walking over to the side of Medismurt.

"Sorry I'm late"

Arms surrounding me at a critical distance from touching the dress. As soon as he was whispered small, his whole body tension broke loose.

Loss of hips and knees. Maybe the thread of tension was cut. Tears come from different emotions.

Even when I was held by my collapsing body, I didn't feel uncomfortable at all this time.

- This arm is fine.

I will not suffer.

I didn't know better myself. Yet there was a strange certainty. Medismurt won't hurt me. I will not tread on my heart.

"Apparently not enough."

"I really didn't do anything! 'Don't touch the bunk' didn't even break the order, and that's why I'm alive!?

"Shut up, you bastard. But for my servant's sake... you're ready to give up your life, I'll carve it straight away. - I was the shallow one who determined the value of use in the humble brave style."

"... Huh!

I guess the hand knife that came with the nod drew blood from Osroth's face. 'Help me' was written on my desperate face staring at this one.... Press sigh to kill.

"Let him go."

My heart is not wide enough to honestly forgive the man who tried to do it without consent.

If Medismult hadn't helped me, I'm sure it would have been laid together with the resistance sealed.

However, because I ended up with an attempt...... I can only afford to feel a little bit, that's all.

"But"

"He's right. I got out of bed myself. When I said 'let go', he let me go once.... but they held me and smelled me. neck licked."

"Hey, hey, hey!?

The young man's long hair soars without wind.

Ozroth's complexion is close to white through blue.

"Still carving"

"Hih."

"No!"

I look up from the front at the eyes asking why.

"'Don't take your life'. I don't want to see blood. So please, enjoy. Not for this guy, for me. If you're gonna punish me, do something else."

Medismurt referred to Ozroth as' servant '. Perhaps it is different for me to squeeze out at the two intercession to which the Lord has a relationship.

But I don't have enough thick nerves to watch a tragedy happen in front of me with a cheerful face. So I'll just tell him in line, sue him for extenuating circumstances, and then I'll leave it to his discretion.

Whether Medismult will follow the word or not is a bet. I still don't know why, but I bet on the fact that you're gonna call me 'Goddess' and honor me.

Staring at each other often...

"... Your will"

I didn't have to distract him. The signs that he had put the blade away were well conveyed.... Good.

exhale with relief the breath I had unknowingly stuffed.

The young man smiles as small as trouble. But by the time I looked down at the man squatting on the spot, covering the broken noodle with both hands, any expression had already disappeared from its beauty.

"Ozroth. Prohibit any future sexual activity until I forgive you.... No, if you touch someone sexually, scratch your neck immediately."

"Become... ah, ah... the... okay"

"Then get off this scene right now. Order the extermination of the brave. When the three of you are finished, I will only allow you to return."

".................................... Huh. You should do it, you three."

Osroth disappears across the door in a fierce dash as opposed to a careless reply. Medismult succumbed where the two doors made a heavy sound as it seemed and closed completely.

Fluffy body floats.

Put me back in bed with a hug on my side and the young man takes a few steps back and kneels quietly. It was a flowing motion. I took it with elegant elegance - uh, I knew it was a promised groundhog position...

"I am truly sorry… I will gladly accept your punishment."

Even a squeezing voice is still a beautiful bass.

Returned attitude to normal mode as soon as the third party disappeared (?) Looking down at the top of the youth's head in an unspeakable mood.

I've never seen an elegant dungeon before. Exactly who gets it.

"That's enough... it was an attempt. I don't want to think about punishment or anything. You know better than that. You were in the middle of a water bath, weren't you?

I wonder why Medismult, who was outdoors, noticed the rubbing. I wonder if this hall has features like a security alarm.

Speaking of which, I take a serious look at the youth figure in a good way that I don't see it.

Humid residual hair. A simple outfit that wears bottoms but no hipsters or ornaments.

I wonder if you rushed to my crisis. That makes me feel like I've fallen just a little bit.

"The decorative ring I gave to the goddess is connected to me."

"Uh... oh, yeah..."

"No! I didn't give it to you in anticipation of such a bad ending! The brave men have been springing up here lately, and I often have time to take the throne room off, so that I can welcome you immediately if the goddess wakes up during my absence...!

The signs were delayed because they were placed in a special environment.

There was no sign of a brave man around the castle, and Ozros continued to regret that he had been alarmed because he had been ordered to 'stay away from the bedroom, self-determination if you touched even one finger'.

It may have been unexpected that I reappeared only two days after the last one.

Cold beauty, bass resounding at the waist. Serious words and deeds when you protected me. The heat of the skin I touched when I was held up.

Various emotions were sprouting against him.

But I rubbed my forehead against the floor and started excusing myself. The discrepancy between this attitude and the content of the story was too intense.

Once restored, the spiritual power is shredded again.

"... I was going to give this back"

"Naturally, you don't care about the substitutes I wear. We are doing everything in our power to make sure that you have the supreme dish you deserve, so please be patient for a while now."

No, I'm not.

This is too luxurious. My eyes would be crushed if they gave me more amazing jewelry than this.

Both Medismult and Ozroth have different directions, but I don't feel like they make sense. Similar things obey......

"... if that's the case, I'll keep it..."

Stroke the bangle's fitting wrist and drop the sigh.

As always this time, no, I'm more tired than usual. Hand over the top in the first place.

- I miss bright, fun and serene dreams.