Half-elves Fall in Love

Officlade, the desert-end city closest to Basson.

From here, take the Ring Desert Route all the way around the desert edge.

There is an august presence for one thing that made such a slightly daunting path possible.

There is no such thing as an Auga ride that can trample through the desert. Assuming Auga boarding, any vehicle so far will be buried and stacked in the sand.

The other is the existence of demons.

Even the desert, which is difficult for people to reach, is easily inhabited by demons, but then there is the Great Labyrinth in the desert basement.

The labyrinth is about some kind of treasure, the seal of a mighty demon god, or a ruin that acts as a castle fortress for a few races, and regularly synthesizes demons that wander when they become advanced. The Great Labyrinth of the Desert is precisely its "advanced labyrinth," where endless demons roam around several entry points.

For those reasons, the Russell Desert is considered more dangerous than any other desert area, and rarely steps into its centre except for a handful of caravan squads who know the ground.

Well, that's why we have to go all the way around that demonic Russell Desert.

And I thought.

"By the way, where are the Smythsons going? Quirka?"

"No, southeast forest, elf territory."

It was an offi crade, and I was only going to slow down for a day before I got on the next carriage, when I was swallowing with Isaac.

Isaac looked surprised as he tilted the wood-carved jock.

"... the southeast - and not that oasis colony, of the white elves?

"Yes, yes."

"... if you don't use a high-speed carriage or something, it'll be hard to get back and forth in three months."

"That's why you use it."

"Yeah, isn't that expensive? Go through the desert."

"Can we get through this?"

"I can poke it out......" Oh, don't you normally know "

"What?"

"With the Great Labyrinth of the Desert, you can go the other side with a fast carriage and a good battle."

"Can you use it? How many hundreds are there? Half of them can't fight in the White Soldiers. More, more labyrinths."

"That's it, you can go. Well, you don't advertise. You don't normally know that."

Additional orders placed by Isaac while nibbling. A whole bunch of birds roasted in a pinch of booze is just an ogre.

"A labyrinth is the right route. If we go through there, we'll do almost nothing. But we can just go ahead and pull it out. Besides, even if it goes underground, it's pretty bright because there's a light window hidden in a phantom or something. There's also an oasis tap. Recommended."

It sounds endless. but is there such a delicious story?

"Because you don't know the right answer, does the labyrinth mean anything to you?

"You know where I'm going?"

…………

"What about the village of Bull Auga? Desert Labyrinth."

After consulting with everyone, I decided to try to fool Isaac's mouthpiece.

"Oops. Here, here."

Isaac waves at us happy to call.

A rocky mountain in the desert. It really only looked like a rock in the distance, but there was a labyrinth entrance in its belly.

"From here, a half day's walk is a village of cow orgasms. There are quite a few villages from there."

"... Was there such a route"

I honestly admire Isaac, who tends to be good at his chest, Mr. Deane.

"I guess it's really faster than a fast carriage, huh?

A little suspicious Angelos. Isaac agrees, maybe.

"Beautiful. There are really bright windows everywhere... how did you make them"

Selene was honestly impressed.

Even though we've been relying on carriages to get here, we're military.

Crossbow squads are not indispensable only for march training every day, and Selene, the only exception, is also a traveler who goes on a long journey.

All of them, for not hurrying but just walking around, worked out their ankles to such an extent that walking stuffing was not so bitter every day.

Auga's stride was a little too wide on the human scale, though it was a subtle thing if what they called a "half-day" really took half a day.

"All right, it's about time.... oh, that bend."

Walk through the stone basement until around the evening and run over to the horizontal hole where Isaac happily collapsed into a strange shape.

"Ha ha, when I was a kid, we got into a mix-up fight here. It's a trail that was thrown and destroyed, this wall."

"... don't have such a devastating fight in the basement"

"When I was a kid, I told you to miss it."

Isaac runs down the sidewalk in a whiny manner.

And.

"Welcome to the Beef Orga Colony! Not a lot of people, though!

A small village emerged with a little oasis gushing ahead of him through the sidewalk.

"Ugh, glare..."

Though in the evening, the sky dazzles me all day long walking underground.

I don't feel like it's in the middle of a barren desert with palms and green weeds, mainly the source of an oasis about 20 m around it and the streams flowing out of it.

Colorful cave houses painted with pigment can be seen all around. Not many houses, but only the organic colonies and the houses were huge, creating the illusion that they had become small animals.

"... oh, oh? Kelly, you must be Kelly!

And then a cow orga who came out of the house in response to Isaac's voice rushed over to Isaac and suddenly fully swing his fist.

Isaac also fully swings his fists reflexively, hitting them both straight and just falling, getting up again swooping and banging each other on the shoulder.

Apparently the punch is like a greeting.

"I'm home, Gillard. Don't change."

"Oh my God, I thought you were dead because you haven't been back in years!

"Ha, ha, when I die so easily."

"Right. Wait a minute, it's been a while."

Isaac's old-fashioned bull aug, Gillard, jumps lightly over one of the rock cave houses and raises a much more gigantic roar.

A few minutes from that voice, the whole village gathers to learn about the circumstances of Isaac's return and rejoice in his woes.

"... so you guys can eat and drink at last because you're going to have my return party"

Don't hesitate.

"It's a festive village. And the amount of human and elf food that the four of us can finally eat is not enough to shy away from."

Bonfires burn everywhere. Tables and kamado are attached to the square beside the oasis, and instantly the party is ready.

Under the moon.

The small village in the middle of the desert was floating in a dong chang noise.

"Isaac was also popular in the village..."

I'm a little envious.

If I go back to the polka, will anyone care but Apple, Selene and my parents?

"Well. See, guests, more swallowing."

"Oops."

A cow-oga woman tells me she's Isaac's mother.

It's a giant jock for the org, so I worked pretty hard to reduce it, but now I have to swallow it again.

"How about Kelly? Aren't you pulling your legs in the army?"

"I think he's... he's pretty good."

Isaac is excellent as a matter of fact, so I'll just say that.

Isaac's mother sighed furiously. It seems a little unfortunate.

"I'd like you to do a decent poka and get out of here, and come home, if you can."

"I don't have enough men..."

Looking around, I do feel that there are more women than men's cow augs.

"Conscript...?

I squeal, but Mr. Deane, who was lying down, shakes his head.

"I don't even think an official can get here when he says he wants to conscript. Isaac is supposed to be a volunteer."

"Yes, it is..."

Isaac mother, far-eyed.

"Where do you think you're bringing this meat from?

Point to the whole grill of things like pigs.

If you ask me, it doesn't even seem like a land where you can pasture livestock like that.

"... if"

"Demon, is it"

"Well, I hear it's gonna be on top of classification."

My mother Isaac nods at the words of Angelos and Selene.

Me about to blow by accident.

I've never even heard of eating demonic meat, a product of a bad stream of mind.

"It looks like a demon for eating originally, that guy. There's a tradition that people who built labyrinths used to do that."

"Oh, really..."

Even for eating...... hey.

"But it's dangerous to go hunting. Sometimes they do."

…………

"Well, I'm relying on the labyrinth to live, I'm ready... because guys are so stupid, they get all glorious and muddled up to let the women get away with it"

The Auga have a tendency to consider both men and women combatants. But they say the part where a man is susceptible to death gets out of those places.

"So it looks like you're already in good shape, and I hope you get back soon..."

"I see."

"If you take that girl, you'll always be with Uzi."

"... what?

"Oh, I know why she hasn't come home."

Mother Isaac lifts her eyes in a frustrated manner.

"Because they bedridden my childhood!

"Hey, bedridden?

Isaac apparently had one older childhood tame who vowed to marry him at an early age.

But he was quite beautiful, so there were many rivals, and Isaac said he vowed to be great in the city to lead.

If you get great in the military and then hone your urban sense, I can claim to be qualified to welcome her without complaining among the countrymen. Isaac thought so and volunteered for the Celesta Army.

Years later, at the time of becoming a full-time soldier, Isaac returned to the village to firmly establish his childhood promise in the form of engagement.

But she was married in a gap without Isaac.

Auga women have a high birth function and are assumed to be able to marry anymore from around fourteen years of age. Sometimes Isaac is 20, she's 21. It was too late to ask her to wait in the country with no certainty.

Isaac of Disappointment has since gradually reduced the frequency of returns, saying he hasn't come back patchy for the last few years.

"... wow"

It's a heavy story. I may not be able to get back on my feet if, for example, I go home to the polka and Selene or Apple stick around with another guy and hold the baby.

Well, the last few years are irresistible because of the non-returnable period since I transferred to the Crossbow squad.

You can't, Mr. Isaac.

"No, you can't."

And for some reason, Selene and Mr. Deane were spicy.

"Let me give you a little sympathy, Mr. Deane."

"Say what. If it's taken, take it back."

"That's right. What are you gonna do if you admit you lost like you were stuck first?"

These people are a little too tough without darkness.... so I guess that's why you can continue to work on a little wet night around me.

"That's right. It's an orgasm to turn around with a woman's strength."

And my mother Isaac was oddly aggressive, too.

"In the Auga custom, both polygamous and monogamous husbands are ants. Ever since we got married, 'cause a stronger, better man's gonna go down and take the best of a woman. And then he rots, and he's gone.

…………

The world of Auga is amazing.

Can this soothing little village actually be a very complicated and rotten relationship?

The cow augs' party still seems to go on after midnight, so we decided to let them rest first.

A room in a rock cave house that is now vacant. The bed, which is not too small for the body of a cow orga, feels like it's on a king-size lid for me as a human.

Selene and the others put together in a further upstairs part of the residence. It's a big bunk like an asshole, so you won't be crippled, but I'm just a little sorry that you're occupying one room by yourself.

"But that Isaac..."

To be honest, I also thought Isaac was usually just a hottie.

But you don't have to go through virginity to 30 just because you're not hot, it doesn't mean you don't actually have enough daughter-in-law skills in this kind of country.

I don't usually have the idea of moving away from ancestral lands. Celesta, in particular, have a strong local colour, and common sense often does not prevail when you step out of the region where you were, or you cannot enter society as a leftover person.

For this reason, there are few examples of girls moving to the city, even if they admire the city, so inevitably there are more women in the countryside. In contrast, men tend to dwindle in wars and so on, so in absolute numbers alone, they become choosy.

"... I can't deny it either."

If I was too vocal, it could be that at some point, before we knew it, Apple would wake up and fall in love with an unimportant man who was on the spot.

I think of it as love, as much as a sketchy kid has sketchy guts, it's an apple I love. It's not weird that you forgot about me not beside you, and I can't complain.

"It's not all about Apple... even Selene and Mr. Deane"

They're both favoring me like a fever, but if I'm not too impudent, I'm sure they'll wake up hooked and leave.

The relationship between man and man, no matter how many rocks he may seem, no matter how much he swears by any god, there can be absolute certainty of future immortality. Like Isaac's mother said, how can you say that someone who falls in love with them and comes out serious about taking them away from you?

Both Selene and Deane have a first-class aesthetic, and they are so legendary that even Mr. Deane is politically and militarily dependent on people.

My powers are too small to keep them still. Too small. You can say there isn't.

"... maybe not"

I feel darker and darker. I realize how well I've been doing since Selene arrived and how convenient I've been.

The fact that women are sometimes taken was so heavy.

and.

……

I kind of felt the blanket on my body move a little against my movements.

"Hey, what...?

Behind a wide bunk. In such a huge house, the illusion that I was getting smaller persisted, so I thought maybe even a giant bug or a giant rat would show up and be after me.

But you show up through my blanket in the first place, little heads and long ears.

"Selene!?

"Shh. Mr. Angelos and Mr. Deane are awake."

Selene laughs at Nicole like a prank.

The moonlight plunges through a frivolous window and colors its smile. While that was so appealing and exciting, on the other hand, I was feeling the weight of a good build-up under my stomach.

What smile is supposed to be so beautiful, my, my only thing.

It's not really like that, it's something someone should take away from me someday, without any power.

There's nothing strange about that. That's all I'm talking about, possibilities, but I squeeze my breath just imagining it. The more appealing that is, the more miserable I feel.

"... selenium"

"Yes."

"You, my female slave..."

"Ha."

"... yeah"

Selene peeks into me, leaning obscurely.

Yes, female slaves. A very convenient woman against me.

So I don't hang up. Between me and her, there's nothing but my desire and her mercy to answer and give. That's not her fault. I can't get anything else out, I can't ask for it. I'm sorry, but I couldn't do it and I couldn't see her properly.

"Huh."

On my head like that, I heard a slight breath like I was proud of myself for some reason.

"I didn't expect Andy to lose his mind just because he showed his face. Should I think I have a minute?

"Ugh, wow, when?

It was Mr. Deane. He's wearing a thin cloth, like a sketchy dancer, and he's looking down on me with a luscious look.

"Shh. If Angelos wakes up, we're in trouble."

This one also puts his finger on his lips naughtily. Be attractive if you do.

"Hey, how nice..."

"What, to haunt you for a long chance. There was a good thin cloth for sale at the offi crade market, so I made it in the gap you guys were swallowing. What do you say, it burns more than the usual mappa?

Have you really forgotten that this man is on his way to the dead end?

"Mmm. I came first tonight."

"That's why I'm shriveling Andy, so I don't take care of him. Andy's gonna be in my mood tonight, too."

"Well..."

There's going to be some useless misconception between the two of us that's going to make it a fait accompli, so I rush in and crack it open.

"Yes, no, it's not like I shriveled or anything"

"Well... it makes me a little sad that the two of you are so charming that they don't match me after all. I figured they'd take it like Isaac..."

"Andy."

Mr. Deane moved his face closer from the top as he rocked his tits across a thin cloth that he couldn't hide at all. It was an angry face.

"... you're stupid, you are"

Sighing, Mr. Deane.

"Okay. If I do suspect a change of heart, I have no kiri. Everything is stuffy. If you think that scares you, you don't want to believe people."

Take a breath.

"But... what's the value of staying the same"

"Huh?"

"What joy is there to change what is supposed to change"

With just a few gentle eyes, Mr. Deane knelt down and held me from behind. My tits snuggle softly against my back.

"I rejoice that my heart remains the same. The fact that I don't change my mind about liking you at all is worth it enough to please you the more I tell you."

…………

"We may not like it, we may not even have met, we want to love each other now and continue to love each other forever. This thought may never be obtained again after waiting ten or a hundred years away"

"Oh no..."

"... we elves have a long time. Neither the mind nor the promise that can cover it all, is. So I am not interested in eternity or the future. I think only loving you now is the best value. Don't you think so?

…………

The scale was too large for an instant answer.

However, I could only realise that Mr. Deane wasn't lying about saying that he loved you enough not to even make all the future of thousands of centuries an issue.

And when I was about to be drawn to that love...

"Wow, even I... even I have dedicated it all to Mr. Andy from the beginning!

Return to me the voice of Selene, close to screaming.

Selene had brutally stripped off her clothes with half a cry and was about to tangle in my lower body.

"I... I want to be loved by Andy... I want to be offended everywhere by Andy, I want to spend every day and every night constantly, and I want to be marked with Andy's things... I want to be satisfied by Andy's desires in every corner of my body, I want to be truly dedicated to Andy, it's just for Andy"

Serene speaks of love by instinct, as against Mr. Deane's magnificent love.

Talk about the urge to overflow out of you, like you're stuffed with cuts in dirty words.

"So... so do this...!

He trembles across and leaves himself at the mercy of his standing.

He swallows my penis to the back and moves his hips as he welcomes it to his uterine mouth to love him.

"Thus, I teach you... I teach you even the marrow of a bone, they teach you... I, because this is the thing to do...!!

Guchu, Guchu, Guchu... and.

Just a subtle lumbar movement while you lay your hands on my chest. Just rock your hips back and forth, even on me.

But I know what that cutthroat gaze and movement means. I don't want to let you get away from the bottom of it. He wanted me to keep ejaculating, staying perfectly stuck in the depths if I could.

That instinct, too, is still genuine love without deception, with inferiority.

"Mm-hmm... here's the thing, I do, the time is... the best...! I'm just doing this...... I really need your meat potty...... so don't abandon me...... offend me more, I'm greedy......!!

Despite the subtlety, intensity and other sharpless stimuli, the desire for ejaculation rushes up against a shaky voice from the core of the chest.

And ejaculate intolerably.

"Ha... Oh, ah... ♪"

Selene takes that as a heartfelt pleasure. As a woman, I express my bliss as a creature in its face.

"... mmm"

Mr. Deane, who looked at it like it didn't seem funny, freaked out and shuddered and soaked up Selene in the aftertaste. No, he pulled it out and let it lie down.

"Ah, ahhh...!

"Wow, that's how much I want you, too! I want you to lust me! I don't even say... meat potty..."

Mr. Deane lifts a cloth that doesn't change whether it is there or not and grates his hips with a peeled face.

"... Yes, I won't tell you... No, I can tell you, but... Huh! I don't mind that much, if you can love me, even potty...... Huh!!

He then moves his hips himself and spreads the compromise on his own whenever he can poke his back up against the tortoise head.

"Me too, slave or potty, that's fine......!! I'll give you every hole, and if you're happy with it, I'll be happy too... hmm, so... you rely on me, so... you don't want to rely on the potty...?

"So, Mr. Deane......!

The cloth rises and leaves the wind whenever the hips stroke with the gu, gu, and.

It was supposed to be a nasty and extreme act, but the follow-up to that loose move was leaving this man feeling noble.

"If that's okay with you, so am I... fine... so dye your colors... eh! Just yours, I can turn it into Deane and disillusion anyone but you, so...!!

"Oh no...!!

And ejaculate inside Mr. Deane as well.

"... mmm"

Pushing Mr. Deane trembling over the finish, Selene tries to include my penis in her mouth.

"Shh, wait a minute..."

"I wanted you to wait, too. Wow."

"Oh, and I squeezed that salmon."

"The sooner the better."

"Ku... I don't know!

On me, half an elf and a dark elf struggle to lick their dirty rage.

... Oh, though I'm selfish.

I knew I didn't want to give either of these two to anyone.

"Mm-hmm... what's up, customer? Um... oh, come on."

"It's Angelos...... so I'd like to get a little water if I can. About a cup."

"Oh, laundry."

"... no less"

(cont 'd)