Half-elves Fall in Love

The next morning.

When I went out to the dining room holding my hangover and slightly grabbing my head, we were usually supposed to be all around, but only about Selene and Apple.

"Morning...... what's up guys? Jeanne was in bed."

Or it was gobbling up and involving my futon. I woke up cold.

"Good morning. If Mr. Angelos said he was going to train with that goggle guy, we'd all go check it out."

"... I see. I want to see that too."

Though barely retired, he still doesn't take a single step toward his dragon opponent, to the point of Kensei, and a trot-wise, very orthodox-style Angelos.

I wonder how much difference it makes or what I'm missing. It's amazing.

"Oh, do you want to go then? He said he'd do it in a snowfield out of town."

"Go"

When I snort, Selene and Apple snort to support me by both sides...

He said he could walk now.

"Ah."

"Speaking of which..."

I couldn't walk for a long time. That's exactly how I treated it.

I walked outside for a while, and there's one thing I found out.

"... it's been a while since I had a muscle ache..."

"Uh, hey, did you do something?

Amazing Apple and bitterly laughing Selene.

... That's right. By the time Apple woke up, it was me, my legs were crippled, and I just had hip-friendly sex. Can't you see I said suddenly I had a muscle ache?

"Marching training, maybe you should"

"... yeah"

I don't have to wonder if it's march training until I get here, but maybe I need it for my nightlife.... that there are actually only so many female slaves.

"Oh, but maybe it's not the same muscle you use to walk, so maybe you should rather do some field training"

Selene punches her hand in the face and says something she doesn't know very well.

It's called field training.

"... you think you could have waved your hips towards the void?

I think that builds the muscles you use for sex, but you're a pathetic person, no matter who you are.

"That's not true.... I'd rather rehab and use my body to cut a few sets of norms every day to get laid."

"Let it be, Selene.... It's sloppy."

"hahaha"

It's not training, it's just sex pickling.

... For a moment I thought that would be nice, I'm not bad, am I?

And then we go on a snowfield out of town.

Around the town are largely meadows, and in the early summer shepherds bring large quantities of sheep to pasture feeding from the south, but otherwise they are not particularly effectively used, just there is more earth.

There was an impromptu athletic field with a circular snow cover.

"Ho, Andy. Are you here?"

Lila stands loosely just hooked up with one of those piercing clothes from the south.

... to see the Yangtze standing off the ground around making it an athletic field, maybe it was his work. Did you beat it even with a fireball, or did you dragonize it and blow one?

"I'm just finishing my prep movement. I wonder what he'll do from here on out."

"Well, I don't think you're unscrupulous, but I'm comfortable being generally okay with polka unless you die instantly."

Where did Mr. Deane and the others bring it from, rather laying it down to create a perfect audience. Maia was sitting right at that end, too.

"Then excuse me, too."

Instead, I sit on top too.

Just decide not to see the neighborhood fight taking place silently for now.

In the middle of the athletic field, Angelos and Aurora had their own swords.

Sir Bonaparte, by contrast, is some kind of crooked iron stick. It's a little longer than the Angelos sword, but it's not a weapon. I wonder if you and Jackie even got some kind of farm tool failure.

"Don't you use your Great Sword?"

Sir Bonaparte shrugs his shoulder when Angelos asks, with a slight frown.

"That's a little heavy on the old man's arm. If you're going to beat it out of your head, it's not the right thing to do."

"… please consider, it hurts"

It was Angelos who seemed a little unconvinced by the obvious detractions, but I can't imagine this old man losing where he switched weapons.

"Well, shall we begin? Whatever you want."

When the old man put up an iron stick and said with ease, Angelos and Aurora set up quite seriously to see.

I won't hesitate.

"No."

And.

Angelos disappears and Aurora sticks her long sword out of a sharp step.

Sir Bonaparte played Aurora's sword, while instantly an Angelos circled behind him was struck.

... Chivalry or something like that. It's a deliberate, unintentional attack that strikes a dead end.

but.

"Yo."

With the iron stick remaining on Aurora's side, Gakin, and the sword behind him, is played.

Oh, my God, Sir Bonaparte was fisting and flying Angelos' sword.

Angelos is not a practice sword but serious, and Sir Bonaparte is not particularly wearing a armor or anything like that. He punched the flank of Angelos' sword with his back fist.

Stunning Angelos.

It's an amateur idea that fists are lighter minutes faster than swords...... In addition to shoulders, elbows, swords accelerated by wrist forces are faster than fists if they are at top speed. It's a divorce not to match it with a blade and beat it straight from the side.

"Not yet!!

But Aurora releases a series of pokes.

Let Sir Bonaparte play all of that.

Angelos, who was agitated for a moment, also recovered, stormed and struck the sword in... what a beating on the belly of the sword with all his bare hands and was bullied.

"Become......!!

"You guys are good... but I'm not used to scratching the back."

Sir Bonaparte laughed bitterly as he dealt with the two individually in the form of his arms spread out.

"You should research with more opponents than you deserve. A sword trident can also be disguised when the opponent is highly skilled."

Big body, one spin like a tornado.

Two wrists are evenly slapped with iron bars, and in an instant the swords of Angelos and Aurora are bounced off.

"Another dimension."

"You can't get hurt."

Mr. Deane and the others sigh.

"Not yet!

Angelos, while losing his sword, built a buildup all over his body and released his knife into the air.

Shock waves that wind up.

"Well, blast attack!

Just eat this from the front and you can't stand as much as Sir Bonaparte. Stan, step in and make a big move.

There Angelos makes it look like a chop shock wave again...... and leaves a fantasy about to hit it and pick up the sword.

It's a re-division.

"I see you're also an ant to use magic in combination...... Shh!

Aurora, who also picked up the sword, slashed it with a sword with both hands with a nearby snow wall.

The snow walls swoop, and the snow... becomes a bullet of unsuitable sharpness and strikes Sir Bonaparte.

"Oh, that's the Elves!

The old man seems a little happy, stepping left and right to dodge the two attacks that turned to counterattack.

"But you better limit your reliance on flying gear!

Sir Bonaparte then slapped off the flying snow bullet with an iron stick, fleshy. Blow out the disfigured Aurora with a punching shockwave from her empty hand.

"Jumping tools are hard to hit without stopping your legs for what you need to aim for! You can't use it in the short range! If you want to use it, cross range or long range, you don't even need to aim, hit it at a distance that won't be fought back!

Likewise, Angelos tried to blow it away, but Angelos, who had an empty cicada in a flash of fantasy, spilled it.

but even that is a child to Sir Bonaparte.

"And... Blast Attack is more like this!!

Full swing of iron bars, with a cuckoo up.

Don!!

Ultra-large shockwaves are created along with explosive sounds, involving Angelos and then the nearby snow walls… or the snowfields, which emerge large fountains as high as dozens of meters. I can't get away with that effect range.

...... too much bullshit.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

Angelos blows big into the blue sky and flies around....... pretty small.

I'm probably just sorry if I fell.

"I'm impotent!

Mr. Deane, who punched his tongue, stands and jumps up.

Lila instantly becomes a dragon body, wings, and flies off to the Angelos drop point.

Just in the form of Lyla catching Mr. Deane catching Angelos in the air with even more arms.

"Old man, give me a break..."

"Ha ha, because that young lady is stickier than I thought, so I accidentally got the power. It has a good underlay and spiritual power, you can be the Great Sword Saint."

It's not bad. Well, for once, I didn't injure him directly?

Then a little technical exchange, a technical instructional time.

"I would also like to strike a slaughtered sword... you were putting it out with a thrust."

"Blast attack? That's just a matter of top speed and timing... well, your swing speed would be tough to punch. You should try it with a sword first. We're going to break the chain at one point in space."

"... Shh! Ha!!

"We need to concentrate more for a moment.... use your wrist properly and add a lower body twist to your speed if possible.... the swing is slightly bent. It's only gonna be late when it's curved."

"Ha, ha... go!

Aurora swings over and over. But never a shock wave.

"I'm not in the mood"

Says Angelos, who is soaking wet (rolled in snow melted by impact in the air).

"Uhm. If it's just the speed of the tip, you can use a polar light long object. Blast Attack is here to add temper and complete it."

Sir Bonaparte nodded as well.

"Ki, temper...... and -! Ha!!

Aurora working hard to get her temper up. I'm not answering yet.

"Oh, that's crazy... my brother didn't feel so tempered otherwise..."

"... Speaking of which, how could General Lucas have had such a shock wave?"

"Was something strange?"

"There were two tables five meters away."

"... I can't even imagine how. Isn't that a special sword with engravings?"

"No, my brother could have done the same."

"... um"

All three of them twisted their heads.

... General Lucas seems like a genius after all. I don't have a ball.

"If you need a temper"

Selene sniveled a little and whispered to me.

"What... eh"

"That's good. Try something."

"Hmm."

Aurora, who is still struggling with her sword.

Kind of bothers me as I look at that serious face. Wouldn't it make you angry later?

... okay.

"Hey, Aurora!

"... Oh, Mr. Andy, could you focus a little...?

"Listen as you wave the sword"

Sooo inhale.

"If I succeed, I won't pull out five shots!

……

My Aurora turned bright red.

"Hey...!?

"Look, let me do it -!

Sir Bonaparte and Angelos, who are pompous.

And Aurora, who seems to have overheated her thoughts as she waved her sword as she was told, or as she waved her actions, with one of those waves.

Shockwaved.

Towards us.

"... wow!?

"Ahhh!?

Us above rather blowing up.

"I thought I'd do it"

"Ho. Maia, I'm fine."

"Yeah."

Hey, Maia landed with me, Lila with Apple, and Mr. Deane with Hilda. Selene landed beautifully herself.

"Ugh, I could hit it..."

"... Aurora, aren't you a little too troubled"

Angelos.

... Tell me what, but I agree.

And before lunch, we were all supposed to go to the hot springs with Angelos, which was going to catch a cold as it was.

... of course, no one is accompanied today, just me and my old man in man's water.

"Oh, my God, Andy, are you not coming today, Mr. Hilda?"

"Give me back my tits! Show me your boobs!

"Shut up, you guys"

Eat booming on Johnny and Keel.

... They came to see that these guys heard that Mr. Hilda and I were always in the bath in the morning. Get to work.

"Well, wait, young people"

Baron showing up stroking his beard.

So is this guy.

"Baron! I am now fiercely desperate!

"I was desperate that it was just Andy with your uncle when I thought I had boobs!

Hearing the two protests, the baron nodded in a one-handed manner.

"Neither do I."

No, this guy.

"But, young people. We boys should make an effort. Instead of mourning what is not in front of us right now, we should do everything in our power to use that time to find it. Yes, I think."

"Baron..."

"That's a good thing, Baron."

"All right. Then follow me."

The baron disappears inside the dressing room shed with a bash hand tufted across his waist.

Cool for nothing.

"All right, let's go, Keel"

"Whoa!"

Keel and Johnny disappear into the dressing room shed as well.

... I went to see what it was and the floor of the dressing room shed was open.

"Basement!?

It's an underground corridor.

Face to face with the old man.

When I came in, there was hot spring water flowing inside, warm despite the midwinter.

"Baron, this is"

"Huhuhuhuhuhu"

The baron laughed niggly in the lantern light.

"It's the main road to dreams dug by the men of our town by calling it water curing work that runs the Spirit Springs down to the river below"

Keep going, stone stairs.

Climb that for a while and you'll be out in the shadows of the rocks.

... that was the middle belly of a rocky mountain overlooking women's water.

"Make sure you make your own way home. This road must not be used."

Copy that.

Keel and Johnny stretch their spines and reply like guards only at times like this.

Me and my old man probably have similar faces.

... How can these people even do such major work just for a peek?

Though.

"Oh wow... big day..."

"Uh, wait a minute. He's over there. Baron's wife, isn't he?

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Proud baron. Is it good to be seen by young people?

"... there's also Jessica"

"Wow, wow, don't look, he's our daughter-in-law!

Panicking Johnny. This one's a normal reaction.

"Then don't look at my girlfriends either..."

"Don't say them or anything."

I meant to make a legitimate request, but it was dismissed.

"Ugh, um. But...... all the women in this town are wonderful, Sir Goot"

"Hmm. The servant Sir Bonaparte is also reacting to the nudity of the Polka Child."

"... um. I'm about to wake up to a new hobby at this age."

"Don't wake up. Don't wake up!

The old man who did say he had a dull erection is also a bin.

And yes.

"But... Andy's company is amazing."

"Hey Andy. How did you collect all those beauties? Plus, it's all about her or something."

"Is Celesta such a good place for even Andy to be hot and beautiful... Gokuri"

"No, because those people are pretty much Celesta."

"You're so proud! Damn, you're so proud!

Keel grabs me.

And so, for some reason, the movement of the female water stopped perfectly.

"No!?

"Oh, don't panic, Sir Bonaparte! You won't find this position in rare things unless you can get up! Keel, don't make too much noise."

"Yes, sir"

shrinking keel. But I heard a laugh when I dull from behind it.

"Ho ho. Forget about me and Deane. You can't find them in rare things."

Chibi Lyla sat on the rock.

Tiny but naked is a decent image, staring at it and the polka crowd stood unexpectedly. My lower body.

That's right. Mr. Deane's repertoire also had enough sense-enhancing magic to accurately see the demonic steeple a kilometer away. Besides, Lyla's perception is literally a bucket.

"Fire, fire, fire."

Chibi Lyla rings her fingers.

And a snowball with a flying head.

"Wow!?

Looking down, the women make snowballs as they say they must, and Angelos and Aurora are bending over with hand throws under Mr. Deane's decree. At last, Lyla's body was also throwing at Kerakera laughing.

"Wow, this size is in jeopardy!

"Ho ho ho, it's not a good idea to take a peek."

It won't be fatal because it's snow, but it's pretty bad when it hits because it's heavy......

If you think, obviously, snow or balls of ice fly in and strike straight at the rock with the chibi lira.

Make a disturbing noise like a bakat and smash it.

... Seeing, distracted by everyone's frenzy, Maia was unknowingly putting balls of ice out of space and underslowing from under her crotch with both hands.

... the same procedure as Lyla's fireball?

"... that's seriously bad, run!

The other four get away with a dash at the same time as I say.

"Wow."

"Ho ho ho ho"

Chibi Lyla riding on my shoulder and laughing forever was a wooden spirit on the back mountain of the hot spring.

... Oh, but this peace is polka.

(cont 'd)