Half-elves Fall in Love

A few days have passed since the disturbance at Lucas Mansion.

"Huh!!

"Shh! Do it!!"

In the hotel's backyard, Angelos and Aurora's swords stagger several times and scatter sparks.

They're both forged swords with blades dropped.

Angelos and Aurora were close in strength to each other, and thus it was becoming routine to repeat the morning and evening and the game.

"Ha... ha... I'll do it"

"So do you. There's just something to be proud of."

Like my brother, Aurora manipulates skinny long swords and, as usual, short swords Angelos. There is a difference of nearly ten centimeters in the back length, and the arm reach is just short, which makes Angelos look most disadvantageous, but after a long meeting, Aurora's weakness is exposed.

You'll be blunt soon. Angelos, by contrast, hits it off for two hours at the same rate if he cares about it.

Stamina and lack of grip.

"Whatever the short-term showdown practice game or assault operation, it's a tough defensive operation. How did you break through the Iwagami Labyrinth?"

"Ri, I managed to have it alternately with both hands. The weapon was also a business, so it didn't take long."

"... you're harder than your brother"

General Lucas was not used to using his sword with his left hand at all. It is our common view that Angelos and I could have won even Angelos because of that.

"My brother is such a character, but he is a genius when it comes to the sword. Something that allowed me to control everything with one piece of art. I understand that I can't imitate that, so I need a broad repertoire for that."

"It's a good idea. If you were my opponent, I might not have been able to pick up a win."

Angelos advances again. Aurora switches swords and responds.

The sword trident continues. But with that said, Angelos' attacks will never weaken. Soon Aurora starts beating and losing.

"Knock."

When Aurora couldn't stop distancing herself, Angelos struck a shockwave aggressively and chased.

"Ahhh!?

Aurora rose in the sky and the forehanging of her practice clothes rolled up in the mess to see her breast.

"Okay."

"Uhm."

Me and Special Agent Becker, who was watching, snorted at the same time and shook hands for a little sense of union.

We both eat fistbones on Mr. Deane shortly afterwards.

"Ouch!?

"What are you guys doing?"

No, look, I'm free.

"Ha ha, well, you've grown some pretty juniors"

Me and the Secret Service chief making excuses at the same time. Mr. Deane sighs.

After that, I had to do some post-war processing or something.

First of all, Lucas.

As for him, "he was simply hit in self-defense in an attempt to assault a woman" and processed. Fortunately, I didn't blame you over here, but I couldn't handle it as an insult to power harassment and the Northern Legion in relation to me or Angelos declaring his identity only as a traveler.

The local authorities of Celesta have a strong extraterritorial colour. Especially in places dominated by sub-racial colonies, where troubles persist because of their lack of understanding of customs, in which case travellers are generally more likely to be made worse.

That's the trend, so harm to travelers tends to be less culpable. Lucas is going to have to blame him lightly for what he did.

... Aurora said she couldn't do at least one ball. Yeah, this might just be a tight enough treat.

By the way, the dragon slayer just didn't seem to dazzle the eye spill, and was recovered to the capital on a Feilong flight.

Next is the Southern Legion's self-proclaimed elite three hundred.

It seems that Special Agent Becker's hundred men are turning their hands around in the back on this, and they'll probably regroup each into another unit after the dissolution.

The Southern Legion, which is too stained with Lucas' colors, but was eaten by Lucas, is currently also significantly understaffed. They can't cut it to no darkness, so that's what they do.

"Well, Captain Deane hit me, and Lucas doesn't seem to have many soldiers yet who noticed the frog in the well. After all, it's not good to have a small world."

What is the valve of the Secret Service Hundred. I hope each one returns to defending Celesta soundly.

So me. Or my leg.

The cut from the knee down that was rolling into Lucas Mansion was sometime recovered by Mr. Deane.

So the next day, surgery at a nearby hospital.

Mr. Deane stabbed him. Anything, he says the first profession he's had as an adult is a doctor.

"Because my third and twenty-second brother and ninth sister were doctors from above. Well, it was hundreds of years ago. I can connect, but don't expect so much."

Meanwhile, he cut off the carburized part and connected his legs, and the missing meat and bones... he transplanted it because it was some kind of deer or chamosica. They said the transplant technology was made up for by Krabeth's advanced magic technology.

But I just connected.

Unfortunately, I don't feel anything at all, and I don't move no matter how hard I try. Bullan Bullan.

They knew it would happen before surgery.

"Reviving only the tactile can't be done with phantom magic, but it's a little hard to move. So far seems to be the limit in current medicine.... I knew you needed the power of the Polka Spirit Springs."

So I'm definitely going to the polka, even if I'm in reserve. If I stay like this, I'm useless as a soldier at all. Definitely discharged.

By the way, Selene is happy to help me take care of my bowel movements if she does.

So, about Angelos and Aurora.

Apparently Angelos decided to stop wearing men's clothes because the armor has already been buckled.

When it did, the question of what kind of outfit would be lifted, and a number of proposals were lifted to make it a moving northern elf-style short suit like selenium, clothing made up of a minimum cloth area of desert ethnic style like Mr. Deane's, or a trot town daughter style knee-length skirt, and so forth, to thrive amongst the women's union for about half a day.

but eventually settled into the style of wearing a tough, slit deep skirt and a engraved vest for arrow avoidance from above a simple shirt.

Though straightforward and active, Angelos is fresh dressed honestly like a girl.

Besides, I've been feeling a little restless lately because I'm in the mood for what I subtly confessed during that Lucas commotion.

By the way, I get played by selenium every day when it comes to my hair. It's three knitting days, but there are also ponytails and twin tail days.

For the moment, Aurora is going to follow us in the form of a special intelligence brigade that will take care of the Secret Service 100.

Getting a rival named Angelos, she seems to be on fire, originally kind of like to compete.

And future plans.

We stayed in Krabeth until today because of these circumstances, but in the afternoon we leave again for the Oasis.

Via Helicone we first travel to Talc, an oasis colony where Mr. Deane comes from.

So they're planning on picking up a guy named Hilda, one of Mr. Deane's sisters, and then going to Lila's Dragon Palace and having Lila take them all the way to Polka.

"Who is that Mr. Hilda?"

"A doctor. I'm majoring in magic medicine, should be."

"Should be."

"I haven't seen him in almost twenty years, so I guess I can't help it. I think he's still a doctor."

"If that person can fix me, I don't even have to go to Polka...... is that it? Picking them up means taking them."

"I told you. In today's medicine, we can't cure you with a positive attack."

…………

"But I thought Polka was talking about someone else needing a Celesta tip doctor besides you."

"... oh well"

Apparently, as a personnel for Apple, it means bothering your sister to follow you.

I appreciate and love the seriousness of Mr. Deane for taking the trouble to even think about such arrangements for my other women.

"All right, don't forget anything."

"None."

"I'm fine, too."

"I have nothing wrong with Andy."

"This is my first trip to another country, etc. That's exciting."

Get in the carriage and leave Klebes behind.

A few minutes later, Special Agent Becker Hundred ran and caught up with the carriage.

"Hey! Hey, Captain! You left me on purpose! Hey!"

He had a small barrel of liquor in both hands.

Could it have been that I suddenly sent to buy it just before I left?

"Shit."

"Hey! Captain! Hey, hey, hey, hey!

... Could it be, Mr. Deane, that you resent the fact that a hundred Secret Service chiefs couldn't crawl overnight in the way while you were in Krabeth?

Then in a week or so, we pass through the forest territory and arrive at the city of Helicone, which overlooks the desert.

And stunned.

There was a cross section on the prominent gate of the helicopter that said "Welcome to the city of the Dragon, Helicopter".

"... Mr. Deane"

"Don't say it. Though I'm pretty sure it's predictable."

"No, but come on"

"He wouldn't be surprised or anything."

Mr. Deane rubbing grime and temples loose. Selene with a sneer laugh. Sighing Angelos.

"No, there was some noise about seeing the dragon the night before the captains left. That's what you're going to do."

"I can't believe the dragon. I've never heard of a Dragon Palace near here."

Without knowing about Lyla, Secret Service Hundred Chiefs and Aurora, who are somehow following, divulge their peaceful sentiments.

We watched the gate for a while and then we walked out of sight to find out the truth about it.

And, as generally expected by me and Mr. Deiane, I discovered a gathering of lilacs and other ordinary citizens who have been drinking since daylight around the middle of the street.

"... ho? Oh, boy. Deane's back."

"Oh, do you know Master Lyla? Here, here, one drink."

"Ok, here comes the acquaintance of Lady Lyla -! It's booze. It's booze. Bring more!

"It's a memorial! It's our anniversary!!

The ordinary citizens of Nolinoli are so much more.

"Was it such an economical city?

"Ho. They heard my rumors and a colony of lizards nearby opened a trading route at once. It's been a joy for all of us ever since."

"... I see"

Mr. Deane makes a convincing face.

"What do you mean?

"I've heard that Lizardman traditionally has a habit of trying to wear a dragon to his master. The dragons were supposed to be gone since the Fire Dragon War, so I'm guessing all the Lizardmen came to ask for an exchange when they heard about Lyla."

"Oh... well"

Lizardman says there are many good merchants. If we could make friendly deals with that colony, that would make the economy better.

And I was just convinced that I could hear a voice from behind.

"Ten men long -!!

"Whoa!?

I have crutches on me, so it's hard for me to look back behind my back. Turning around my neck, Jeanne jumps as far as she wants from behind, and even though I can't stomp on my powerful Dwarf daughter's tackle, there's no way I can stand it, I'm lightly pushed down to the ground and I slip.

"Hahaha!! Ten men. Still weak!

"Yes, no, now I'm a little serious about that"

"... hey, what? Why are you wearing a cane? Are you hurt?

"They cut my leg off and I'm dying!

"Become!?

"No, it's really hard. I'll talk to you later, so get out of the way, seriously, I can't move."

Jeanne hurried out of my way. Lyla with the jock was kind of jealous in front of me with a serious face, as Serene gave me a hand and I struggled to stand, making sure she wasn't bleeding out of her senseless left leg or fractured or something...

"Boy, what do you mean?"

"Yes, no, there's a little kitty battle. I'll talk to you later about the martial arts around here, okay?

I tried to tear it up and laugh lovingly and not break the air on the field somehow, but it seemed a little late.

Lila suddenly threw her clothes off. Or don't take it off.

"Did you say forest territory?... I didn't expect my owner to strip my teeth. Will you start tomorrow in the wilderness?"

"Wait! Lyla, hey!

For a moment, I get unconscious.

At the next moment, Lyla disappeared and a black dragon appeared more than fifty metres long on the prominence of the spread.

"Wait a minute. I'm gonna burn it down."

"Wait! If you stay!

Lyla sprays fire in the sky in anger. Some clouds blow away.

"Hey, what, what is that? Ha!?

"... Oh, come on, you're lying, are you seriously a dragon!? I've never seen it before, either."

Just panicking Aurora and the Secret Service Hundred.

"Whoa! Master Lyla is leaving. Bye!

"Dear Lyla, We look forward to your return!!

"La y la! La y la!

And the general public of Norinoli. Don't put him on.

Or is it the gendarmerie that is at the forefront of the incitement?

"Stop -!!

It was close to catastrophic.

"Hmm. A master night driven by power? I wish I could have followed you too."

"Uh..."

"I didn't know you had that dragon slayer vessel hidden, too.... unforgivable. I'm sorry I couldn't make it."

Good. I'm so glad I didn't take you.

If I took this guy, my leg wouldn't break. Instead, Klebes could have really turned to ashes.

Evening.

I was invited to a mansion near the liquor stadium (apparently it was a mansion of the majesty around here, but it was dedicated to Lyla) and told Jeanne and Lyla about the battle against Lucas as as lightly and funny as possible, but behind Jeanne's back that sparkled her eyes, Lyla bit her teeth with a face like no fury.

"Well, in the end, I was saved. Angelos is a big Venus. The sealed stone of breath I borrowed from Lyla... I used it on my own."

"Ho. I don't care about that stuff, because if you care about it, you can make it in hundreds. Yeah. But I didn't expect you to use it that way. It may have broken out on hand depending on what you're writing, so don't use it for writing from now on."

"... Yes"

I'm glad we didn't break out. I'm really lucky.

"And now the land of the north."

"Before I do, I have to pick up Mr. Deane's sister. There's a half-elf who's been sleeping since he was shot in the chest."

"Oh. I see. Example female slave number one."

"... yeah"

"I'm not afraid to take you. But it's the Big Band. You might want to make a backpack."

Human-bearing backpack to the northern part of the dragon, huh?

... might be an awesome picture.

"Um, okay. It's a shame about this city, but not for any other owner. Shall I go?"

"Thank you, Lyla"

"Ho, thank you very much for being a hot child."

"Oh, hey, Lyla"

I don't want to talk too vividly about having Jeanne.

If you think so, Jeanne has a bit of a red tide on her cheek, but she doesn't look like she doesn't know anything else.

... or is Jeanne the same age as me?

"Hehe. We haven't done anything for almost twenty days, have we?

"Wow, us?

Lyla laughs. Jeanne dropped her gaze.

This mansion has a tub on the roof.

I have to carry up the water, so if I think about it normally, it would be a hassle, but that seems to be easy with a windmill type machine that creases up the water to the roof. That's the ex-rich house.

So, in that tub, Jeanne and Lyla help me out and I sweat lightly, and then I get laid over the washroom.

The stars you see near the desert were beautiful.

"Well. Well, I'm sure you have predictions.... from Jeanne today."

"... Hey, okay, Jeanne"

"Ugh... don't say that now, ten men long"

Jeanne's nudity is revealed under the starry sky after being stripped of the thin cloth she was wearing by Lyla.

Pepper breasts, lovely butts. However, only pale bushes are a little novel. I mean, I'm always dealing with half-elf and dark elves. I just don't grow pubic hair racially.

"A few nights after returning to Dragon Palace, Jeanne's sexuality was subtly developed. The comfort of interacting with each other was also firmly allowed to experience simulation with phantoms. Jeanne's not perfect now, is she?

"So, but do me a favor, will you?

A young body dyeing its cheeks in the pose where Lyla opens her crotch and makes her do it.

And I was strangely excited about the gap between Lyla's perfect nudity and Jeanne's young nudity, and I kept exposing my cock to a lot of beeping at night.

"Ho. Motivated, boy."

"I was anxious because you said it wasn't Loricon."

"... that"

It's not Lorikon. That's for sure.

I'm sure of it.

But when there's a busty woman there who has committed a lot of solid crimes, and with that extension, this little, young genitalia is exposed to the same stage, and she tells me she's waiting for my penis, she gets excited about the wonder and it too.

I'm sure if I were normal, I wouldn't dream of that.

But I imagine what would happen if they arranged the vertical of the genitals of a mazo woman who wanted to be offended and her small, immature and unused genitals.

How tight is it in there, or something?

How painful and how pleasant it is to be ravaged by a man, etc.

How crazy is this young, light body going to be about sex, or something?

Under the night sky, I think of it in response and I get furious.

"Aha... Ten chiefs, you want to penetrate Atashi's here? You want me to give you half a dwarf?... you weak bastard."

"Oh, man."

"Fine. I'd like to swallow ten men for Atashi Monko. I want to give birth to a human half-pregnant, mixed every day from the entrance to the back with ten sperm lengths. You're a pervert too."

"Ho. That's good. That's good. I can see how much you like the phantom I showed you."

"Eh heh. Sister Lyla, why is it so sloppy that you were secretly in charge of ten people?"

"Let's not. Let him in, my lord owner." "

"... ooh, ooh"

I feel like I'm about to wake up to the perverse lust of the same vector as Lyla, whether I really intended it or not. Even though I haven't experienced it yet.

Though, I can't refuse that right now. Desire, physically.

The only way a perverted Mazo woman can take an innocent girl who captures, drops, and falls into her own net is with a sudden split body.

"Nhhhhhhhhh!!

"Ugh..."

Jeanne, whose genitals and genitals come into contact with and are fixed with her own hands to induce her to pierce. She keeps getting pushed off by Lyra, losing her hymen shortly after breathing.

"Ugh...... agu, ugh!!

"Jeanne, I can't..."

"I can't, I will... I'll offend you more than I can. It hurts better."

Jeanne smiles. Have you really gotten in tune with Lyla?

"Hehe... I know that the Ten Chiefs are really strong men. I know this place is a man who can run forward sometimes.... Ten chiefs now, I can't offend Atashi, so I can't stand to be offended by Atashi, but I want to be offended by ten chiefs. It's good to be offended by a strong man."

"... Jeanne"

"That's why it hurts a lot. It hurts a lot to make you feel better. I'll borrow it up front. The instinct of a ten-man fierce mad stallion, borrowed and punched in. Atashi, I'm looking for such a jerk. I was in pain and the ten chiefs don't care, I just want to experience that. Come on, I can feel a cup of Atashi."

"... Damn, you perverted girl"

"Right."

"Ho. Not at all."

Dyeing has its qualities.

That's fine with being happy.

It doesn't matter if you're a virgin or young. That's fine because I'm convinced of that.

So the painfully delightful young body dm dwarf girl and the perverted dragon woman who gouges and rocks with envy of it and the cattle man who just puts up his penis then completes the sex to meld together without feeling unreasonable about one thing or another.

"Haha, it hurts...... it hurts, that's right, ten people long......! He's spreading it to me with a ten-man old penis!!

"Ho ho, Jeanne is a sucker. That's a really good look."

"You look good, Jeanne...!

"Uh, uh, yeah, yeah? Atashi, Ten Chiefs, Coffee Face, I am, right?

Tears in pain, tongues out in desire, yet Jeanne keeps pushing her young hips without ever being allowed to pull.

Lila admires that tear as she licks it with her long tongue.

False open-air sex with two beautiful women easily pushes me to the apex, where I haven't ejaculated in a while, to erupt a plain sperm in Jeanne's young womb.

"Higi ah ♪ Ji, ten men long, something, now, ah ah ♪"

"Oh, beautiful pink juice. And so much..."

"Hih, it's been a long time..."

"Ah, aha, this, this, ah ♪... wow, yes, Sister Lyla, you're so obsessed with ten chiefs, I know, that's right..."

Jeanne's thin body, spasmodic in conjunction with bicumbicum and pulse. I get a little worried.

but by Lyla, who keeps holding and pressing from behind until the end of ejaculation, Jeanne is forced to take up to the last drop in her uterus.

And at the same time as squeezing the last drop, he peeled off his cock and white eyes and passed out.

"Oh, hey, Lyla, Jeanne's here."

"Ho. It's okay. We'll wake up in a while."

Put that Jeanne to bed and cloth her, and now Lila spans my penis.

"Absolutely, if I did, I'd just fail. If there's such a thick sperm, I'll feed the boy first."

"It's such a weird way to say it's going to feed"

"Ho, so what do I say? I should have been stabbed by the Lord's delicacies first, you know. Or should I be a masturbation hole first?"

"It's gonna be like I made some kind of noisy mistake."

"It's a matter of preference, never mind. Yeah."

"Well, yeah..."

I just drag myself out a little bit of a villain, watching Lila's milk soar.

"Lyla. I need my dick cleaned up in your hole fast. Suck it out in the womb quickly."

"Bye. Heh, bully me when you can't move."

"If that's what you want. Come on, let him dance on me. Dedicate the hole in your body to your dick and drown yourself in my semen."

"... yes, my lord owner ♪ a hole called my hole, filled with more and more dicks, semen painted, pregnant with butthole or mouth ♪"

"You do it, hole woman!

"Oh yes... use me more as a sperm bag... denigrate me to fleshhole livestock for ejaculation"

"Just move."

Slap your ass. Each time Lyla was pleased.

I twist up Lyla's nipples, punch the first ejaculation on my own inside Lyla's vagina hole that moves, and still demand the next without allowing Lyla to stop.

Enjoy a series of chimpy words that only call on mazositu favorite liras, while delightfully following them.

"Look, next time, let him have fun with his ass. I'm not happy yet!

"Ha... boy, no, my husband... AII right, my ass hole, have fun... ♪"

I haven't ejaculated in a while.

I look up at the stars and sigh as I stroke the lila that overflows both holes with gopogopo and semen to accompany me.

"Sighing while sleeping with a woman is disrespectful."

"No, I'm so sweet."

You get well, you get hurt, you rely on Mr. Deane, you rely on Selene to get Angelos to help you, and you rely on Lila.

"Fool.... Sweet. Sweet as much as you want me to."

"But..."

"If the Lord really has something to attract a heterogeneous woman to, that's what the Lord is sweet about. Your Lord recognizes the value of your opponents and counts on them. And if you accept that weakness and forgive us our sweetness, forgive us as much as we can."

"... something's wrong. I don't know. I wonder if that's okay."

"Ho.... worried worried. It will also polish your Lord's man."

Lyla kissed my neck and spanned me again.

"Duh, I'm offending a dragon... he's actually awesome...?

"... Secret Service Hundred. One of these days, the peeps will die."

"Oh, Angelos, what are you doing with ten chiefs?"

"... I happened to be looking for Smythson, on this occasion"

"... you're in trouble too"

"Leave me alone"

(cont 'd)