Half-elves Fall in Love

"Ha, I'm home..."

"Hello...... Oh, Andy!?

"Oh, my God, what happened?

Angelos and Hilda, who were having breakfast, looked surprised as they entered the inn to be dragged by Mr. Deane and Lyla.

Yeah. I guess he was pretty fucked up. Me.

"... Misty Palace is a demonic realm..."

"Ho. That must be magic, Dragon Palace."

I say with a laugh that Lyla dulls.

But it hasn't actually spilled out over there.

No matter how pale the males are, all the females are sarcastic to me, but they softly call it "Maia Dowry Celebration" and start drinking.

"... I've never been squeezed more than 30 rounds with vegetables in one night..."

"Did you get caught up in another horny thing, Andy?"

"Don't say it again..."

When I hear we're back, the other girls come out doodling.

"Still, I can get it out, Andy. You're amazing, too."

"Hmmm.... well the last one had little juice either"

"... Deane, you mixed it up in a dosa, didn't you?

"And you won't have a choice, it's too much watching Andy squeeze his fingers together and be squeezed by the dragon!

"I've had it sown twice, too."

"Uh, it's sloppy, Mr. Lyla. Whoa!

"I should have followed you, too."

"Shh, I can't help it done... but I'm hoping to make it up to you, Mr. Andy?

"... shouldn't we serve Mr. Andy more sophisticated food than that? You look like you lost your soul."

Oh...... the sex hell with the huge beautiful dragons wasn't bad either, but it's important to have labor, restraint, love... yeah.

And, when I'm smug, Maia's face looks up happily from under my arms, hugging me from behind.

"Dear Andy, my mothers said you should come back any time."

"Oh, oh... think about it"

Watching Maia's adorable smile reminds me of the big titted beauties with very similar faces, and I feel like I can't live long enough to wonder if that's okay too. Sexually.

"Dear...?

"Don't you ever say human again?

Selene and Jeanne looked surprised when they overheard her ears.

Maia giggles and brags her chest out.

"I, Master Andy, have already put a tight collar on me and petted me.... He said he's probably been a jerk all his life."

A quiet dining room.

The aunts at the payroll, Sir Bonaparte, who was eating mesh around there, and the other guests are staring at us.

"... at least weigh in a little bit more when you sign with the Dragon"

What Angelos said about blur can still be described as a penetration of conscience.

Even Sir Bonaparte, who knows the circumstances, turns a blind eye and whispers something with Hisohisso even to other guests and aunts in service.

Yeah, it is. Maybe your imagination, or "You're such a horrible pervert to have such a young kid say that," is pretty much a fact and it's my sin, but it is.

"Listen to your excuses"

"No, I don't think so."

"We're about to go get some water."

Damn it, they left.

…………

"Uh, the... well, never mind, Andy"

"Ho, it's true to keep a heterogeneous beauty in your arms from top to bottom."

"I... I..."

"I didn't lie to you, did I?

"Yeah, Maia's not bad... not bad though"

Is there nothing but reopening it?

Mentally and physically exhausted to eat more.

That's what Lord Bonaparte called me after the meal.

"Youth.... I think I'll leave here around tonight. I took care of you."

"Uh... no, I'm more of the one who took care of you."

It was a bit steep.

Somehow I felt like Bonaparte's old man was going to live in this city relaxed forever, but on second thought, this man is the Count.

He was a man with his own territory and family.

"But I can't be tied to a station carriage. I wish I could take it slow anyway"

This old man should have had his own horse. It would take a lot of time to get loaded and pull and walk, but it wouldn't take an old man a week to get to the city beyond the southern mountains.

"I have business in the spring. Whatever you guys are flying in a dragon, it's time for me to get out and get to my house."

"Spring..."

It is late for spring to come around here, but in less than two months in the Wang capital and around it, the snow will break and it will be spring.

Then in the winter, when traffic is bad, even in the Wang capital, it takes nearly a month on foot, but if it is further away than that, we certainly can't make it out now.

I'll ask you to take it slower and send it in Lyla or Maia... or does it mean we have to go home in three or four days too?

"Hmm. I want to give you something back because I took care of you... but yes, I can ride Lyla if you'll just keep us company to go home"

"Don't let the dragon catch your horse. He's brave, but he's not accommodating."

"Right..."

"Well, it's been a long time since I've had fun. I didn't think I could have such a big adventure at this age.... Oh, I'm so lucky"

"That's easy for you to say. You really annoyed me, old man."

"Hahaha, that's okay. Power is for use. It's a good way to use it. You should be thankful for it."

Shake hands with the old man.

"Yes, I'm going to take a bath at the end of the day after you and Angelos and Aurora do some hitting and auditioning, but how about we join you?"

"Oh...... right, we'll hang out"

When he hears the answer, the old man nods satisfactorily and leaves.

... to Kensei.

who was the most powerful and heroic person in this country.

I'm a Celesta soldier now and I don't know if I deserve to call myself a Trotman because I don't have any more foundation in this city... who was our Trotman's hope anyway.

I still get a little snuggly when I think I'm sure I won't have to go any further to bathe side by side with someone like that.

I'm lucky, too.

"Well, it's time for me to get ready to leave the city..."

You know, greeting around, preparing souvenirs.

The city I've been around was all about places that didn't end up having much to do with me, but there are a lot of people here who have to say hello.

You have to do a lot of things.

When I stood up on top of the dishes thinking......, some momentum opened the door to the front door bang.

"Ahhh!!

I'm surprised and fit in.

... What stood there was a young man whose skeleton had a strangely hyorous impression of a good thing. About a bee.

"Um, you!

Me?

"Uh, uh... are you a guest here?

"Yes, but"

Now that most of my people have left to go see the Angelos archery, there's only me and Selene and Apple in the inn dining room.

For now, it seemed like he decided to leave two of the elves (half but I don't know what it feels like to see them) that were generally not good for the human race and talk to me.

"Well... in this inn, uh, about a tall, guttering calendar."

"You mean Bonaparte's old man?

"Old man!?

The young man cringed.

"... old man... old man... well, yeah. It's noble, but it's Bonaparte anyway."

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry. That was disrespectful."

Regardless of the fact that he is happy to be called that, wasn't it a good way to put it for other humans? If you look closely, this young man is a good person, and he must be a nobleman.

"Is he still here?

"I just left."

"So, get out!? I came this far and missed catching you again...... ahhh"

"No, it doesn't mean I checked out, it's for sword archery"

"... ahhh, I'm surprised. Hi, I mean, if you wait here, I'll be back."

"... well I guess so"

But there's no chance he'll leave on his horse. It's not strange to pay the rent in advance if you're the Count.

"Then let me wait"

"... that's not what I'm talking about."

"Oh, really? To whom?"

"... or who are you"

The young man slapped his hand like he had just noticed.

"I... Ruth Bonaparte. I am the son of the Earl of Bonaparte."

"... eh, old man's son!?

"Yes."

The hyorous young man made an unreliable smile.

Seeing Ruth standing in front of the men's hot water changing room, Bonaparte's old man sighed.

"You."

... He doesn't seem to welcome anything.

"Father!"

"If I say no, no."

"No... why!

"Let's not need it."

"Necessary!

"Illusion."

... er.

"Can I ask for an explanation?"

"It's a subtle place"

Mr. Deane is also apparently willing to go into man water. He walked over to me from behind Sir Bonaparte with a bath set.

"Don't you listen to me"

"Listen to me!

An old man with a sinister face, a son in momentum.

"I... I, too, want to learn the sword!!

"If I don't want it, I don't want it. Regardless of my generation, the Count Bonaparte family will no longer have to be weighed down without a sword or anything"

"That's why! The expectation that I and the Son of the Great Sword Saint, at least as powerful as the Sword Saint, come from nowhere..."

"Crap. Then my father is Nani Kensei. Parents and children are different things. You just have to learn what you need."

"But...... with me, I want the power to at least protect the woman I like!

"Mostly you, at least lightly say Kensei, etc., do you know and say how many Kensei is a gift to one?

"I wouldn't know if I didn't try! I am your father's son!

"Okay, okay. Anyway, let's take a bath. His Excellency the Count will also be sweating cold."

Mr. Deane stops both sides and slightly enters the stripper.

"Ugh, um"

Bonaparte old man pushed by momentum.

And Ruth checked with me as Mr. Deane disturbed him as he walked into the men's dressing room without any hesitation.

"... you know, she's a woman, right?

"Of course. I'd cry if such a beauty were a man"

... No, I thought he was a vegan and a man like Angelos. I'm also allergic to what I say.

The midday man water had a few men in it, starting with the shoe shop grandfather Harry, but Mr. Deane had a grand half-bath, no matter what.

"... Oh, you know, the dark elves... the concept of a bath for men and women"

"Sometimes, but not much of that guy"

"Yep..."

Ruth was shrinking a bit apart.

By the way, my penis wasn't shrinking. It's a good thing to give in.

"Which means you want him to walk a different path than you do."

"Oh."

"... can I let you try it? You don't know what you're not gonna do."

"Oh, yes!

Ruth moves into Mr. Deane's general theory. but I front-face Mr. Deane's huge tits, and I panic and turn away.

... Initial.

"Let's not even try it. The time has come for Kensei to trot and support him."

"You're not talking about the public good, you're talking about the sword."

"Ruth is a man who becomes an Earl. What's wrong with talking about your problem in the public interest?"

... Is this old man usually a stubborn father at home to you Frank?

Well, that's a humane story.

"Besides, Ruth... has decided to marry Her Highness the First Princess. Now that King Ulysses has no men, he may inherit the throne. There is no danger in honor of training."

"Oh, that's..."

"Really?

"Yes.... Princess Raina and I used to play and mingle when my father was a Kingsguard... Yep"

Illuminating Ruth.

... Speaking of Princess Raina, the First Princess, she says she's even a poor girl who is said to be reborn of the Spirit of Flowers. And the whole country envies the engagement.

"But even though I thought of the sword to protect her... my father would not only teach me the sword, or even leave me at the Duke of Gardner's house without a single sword all over the mansion"

"The house over there is scholarly, it would be great for studying. Above all, from now on, you have to study and negotiate well to be able to stand above people."

"Still... Still I am!

"... Ruth. I'll tell you what, the war you can win if a strong swordsman storms forward in formation, it's over. If you truly want to protect Trotto and Princess Raina, it would be more profitable to learn military skills as a general."

"Well... that's the truth too"

"Ugh."

Mr. Deane gently removes the ladder until Ruth drops his shoulder.

"But if I did, I could fix my sword. Why did you get there?"

"Yes!

Ruth, aren't you too stirred up by people's opinions?

I am anxious when you are called king. [M]

"... as the only Ruth Bonaparte who is not the son of St. Arthur Bonaparte of the Sword, I want you to walk in the future. I don't know what it's like to have a flashy father and rely on him, but just following his parents like that can only be a boring person."

"Even if they say it's boring... Father is my pride...!

"... for you to tell your child with Princess Raina that"

The old man laughed lonely.

Night.

Were you also tired of persuading Ruth to stay in the Baron's Hall (or it seems that the aristocrats are undisciplined to entertain guests that way), after which, most importantly, the old man put out his horse for travel support.

"Are you going straight home?"

"Oh.... don't let Ruth know right away"

To drop off the old man, I'm alone.

Don't let Mr. Deane know, so after drinking water with Aunt Lindsey to keep everyone out of town, I decided to drop them off.

"Well... I hope to see you again"

I said it as lightly as I could.

The old man raised his goggles and remained silent for a while, but looked up at the night sky and spoke out slowly.

"... about that."

"Yeah."

"... maybe, my friend... no, you're a good friend, right?

"Oh, oh,"

"I'm sure this is the last time I'll see you as a friend."

……

Old man, put his hands on the goggles and smile gently on top of this.

"I'm going to start a rebellion."

And slowly I lowered my goggles and jumped on the horse.

I was distracted and I dropped that back off without being able to say anything.

(cont 'd)