Half-elves Fall in Love

The day after Mr. Deane and the others went to the castle, we were to begin our preparations for a massive invasion of the demons.

It's a policy shift from the assumption of exploration to combat support. Though we originally envisioned some battle with demons, we often have to replace them, be they armed, whether it be for the sharing of roles.

"Hey, Smythson, the Tai Arrow Ate for Crossbow, he said it was all skunky"

"Oh, seriously? Sharon, you said you might be okay."

First of all, I also think of carrying flights as an exploratory premise, with about twenty arrows for one person at most, but it doesn't mean that there are too many spares no matter how much when it comes to war.

We boys wanted to make sure we had plenty of arrows because there was nothing we could do but shoot in a crossbow as a basics.

but although the crossbow taiya is not an industrially difficult product, it is still not common, so it becomes a special order.

And the craftsmen who seemed to do it, of course, were in a great mood for other soldiers and Gauntlet Nights orders at this time before the Great Invasion.

"Fortunately, we're hippos, and we might just have to secure the ingredients and make them by hand."

"I didn't know you were hitting on me... Cairon, you're gonna skip."

"That's right. I won't skip till this time.... No, I might get tired of sleeping."

"Don't turn me into an asshole, okay? I have to procure spare parts for the crossbow and take care of the Angelos."

"Wait a minute, does that mean Rants and I will work silently?

"I'm pretty good at fine work, too. I'll help you out."

Whatever the oddly clever Boyd is, Gort, who doesn't like to be august and crafty, is out of battle.

For once, the crossbow hit rate isn't bad, so he shouldn't be bluffing either.

The Angelos have also been conducting battle exercises, playing Lenesto with the frontline, which has seen more skirmishes and skirmishes.

"Needless to say Almeida from" The Dance Spear, "Tetes and Naris are quite used to the place. I was wondering if the Red Arm was a lot more stable than Bronson or Elliott because of their sweet standards."

"And Gauntlet Nights, I see. That's an awesome word. Same goes for Almeida, but even if you look at the roster, there are transferees from Kensei and Ace Knight, and it feels exactly like a dream show."

I've been thinking about it for a long time, but Aurora apparently feels like a hero maniac, and occasionally she's nagging me for saying she saw a swordsman in town who doesn't know anything about me.

Even though I know it's like admiring a stage actor, it makes me peel because it feels a little taken, but I decide to focus on offending Aurora at night on those days.

"Hehe. Whoever I am is my slave... I always intend to be aware of it."

I'm a little scared I know I'm going to get offended these days and I feel like I'm saying that.

Whatever Maia was, in public, Lyla was a "mysterious woman warrior in the desert," which meant she was going to let her do weapon combat.

"I used to sound like one too. It's been a long time since I've really fought with weapons."

Regardless, I am not worried about my strength because my physical abilities are comparable to those of Mr. Deane's.

but he seems to have a day longer on axes and hammers than on defensive weapons such as swords and spears due to his battle style of gory pushing with power over technology.

"Light ones don't feel bad about breaking a poke."

"I have too much power for you..."

After going into a small battle with the Angelos and the others against the demons, I was a little stunned when I heard that a dozen of them had broken swords and spears back. Well, I guess it's okay because I have a dragon body when I have to.

Mr. Deane and Irina were each moving to clerical work.

Or negotiators with various places. They are still quite helpful thanks to Irina, who has a strong title: "The Clan Chief of the Nine Clans of the North".

"It's a lot of inconvenience to use a dragon without soldiers around. I'd really like to get an operational plan...... but it doesn't seem like much of an operation as an operation. So far the material available only specifies the deployment procedure and the supply base"

"Nevertheless, man is amazed at the combination of fright and Deane."

Well, I think the combination of a dark elf beauty and a great white elf doesn't have to be human.

and well, restless every day for the price.

Sometimes wandering around the city makes me think that people are in a rush to and from, and there's still something to come.

If this is a harvest festival or a festival, I'm about to get a wuss.

"Well. Can you do it quickly so the scared don't get tangled up..."

"It's okay. Mr. Smythson, if you're alone, I'll be sure to protect you."

Buy and sell with Naia for you.

Exactly, demand and supply are collapsing, and as I go around the market fed up with prices that are rising gradually... there were obvious scary people.

"Hey, come on, you think we're shirots and you're nuts? I don't care which way you look at it, it's not a trot product. I used to work in a trot workshop, so what?

"And it's a sword from a trot, but it's not a big workshop..."

"You think you can sell this stuff with a trot stamp, Oi. Yep!?"

Thank you. He seemed to be obsessed with the arms trade.

Well, it's quite a story of courage to be a weapons dealer without a caution stick, and I agree it's frigid, but nothing is to be questioned that far. If you want a decent one, you just have to buy it in a decent store.

It is undeniable that there is also a "even a somewhat difficult ant would sell at this time of year" nasty on the selling side, but it is not a pleasant thing to watch though.

"Arbitration...... do you want to come in?

"I think it's just a little bit of a favor..."

If we seem to be able to manage... I will see it again.

And a long woman appeared there all the time.

"Hey, chimp."

"... Am I? Oh, my God, Baba, I don't want to be hit."

For a moment, a light of gold runs on her side.

And the next moment.

Dogon!

And it sounds like a rock punching.

The chimps blew up a few market dewstores to the city wall.

"Ahh!? What did you just say?

I realized it was due to her punch because she was waving her fist up after that bullshit destruction landscape.

The day-old cloth, splashing pieces of wood, fragments of fruit, and the sword the pedestrian was spreading were scattered and pierced by open stores everywhere and catastrophic.

And then with the chimps, the traffickers got involved and flew a few meters.

Overwhelming.

"Gah!"

"Ugh, our sale!

"Father, are you okay, Father!

It's not about arbitration or anything like that.

"What the hell are you talking about? Say it again, Cora!!

Zukazuka and the woman yells up as she walks down the path made by her punch and her chimpy body.

If you look closely, the Auga tribe. Oddly enough, my eyes were golden.

"Whatever."

"Sa, come on...... Ah, Gold's Hand"

"... true"

It looks slightly smaller in a big hand worthy of an august feminine long body, but the hand was definitely gold.

So that's the last... fourth gold arm?

"Say it already. It's on me!!

The beaten shoulder crumbles and blood blows out in the weird wind, the arms plaplague weirdly, and the aug woman still stuffs on the bubbling chimp.

That's where Mr. Lister flew out of the air. He must have come running over the roof of the town building.

"Here it is!! Hey, Annette, don't!

"Ahh!?

Guillaume, and the Auga woman turns around. Sometimes my eyes glow golden, and I'm scared when I do.

And wave your hand buzzingly as you shake it off...... a moment before that, Mr. Lister sticks his hand out,

Gong!!

The sound of striking a rock sounds again.

A few meters before Mr. Lister, the flash bursts.

"What is that!? Seriously, what is that!?

"Shh, Mr. Smythson, behind me!

When the light subsides, Mr. Lister disappears, and the Auga woman is thundering from the bees and her whole body. My hair is even scarier upside down.

And then Mr. Lister falls out of the air once in a while and kicks the Auga woman in the ass.

"Huh!?

"Get back to your sanity, Annette!!

"No... Holy shit!!

Bachin, and the Auga woman skip Mr. Lister with her back fist.

I was slammed against the city wall...... I changed my position like a cat before I did and landed on the wall with my foot.

And jump straight down to the cobblestone and set it up.

One-touch instant.

"Hey, Naia, arbitration..."

"Well, we have to arbitrate this..."

"No, let's give up arbitration and go home, not if we're here"

"Mr. Smythson!?

"I'm a combatively normal townsman A!

As I rubbed it and watched it go, the thunder that surrounded the august woman subsided and my hair went back to normal.

"... Atai isn't bad. I was just a little blind to chimps."

"I know. … I know but what are you going to do with this market"

"Is that it?"

The Auga woman looks around as if she had first noticed a tragedy. Its eyes settled brown, not gold, at some point.

"Who would do this?"

"It's you! As usual, it's you!

"That's silly."

"Apologize! Get around to the market as soon as you can, you idiot!!

We look at the two of them in disgust.

There, Berga and Sharon also showed up, who, like Mr. Lister, apparently rushed from nearby.

"Still the Great Knight Commander Annette?"

"Again... oh, Mr. Smythson to Mr. Naia"

"Hey Sharon, what is that? Whatever."

"... 'Annette of Atrocities'.... ashamed of our country's gold arm. He's one of the strongest."

When I get home with Sharon that I need a favor, Mr. Deane and Aurora will also talk about the bullshit sights I saw in town.

And, Mr. Deane sighed and went into the explanation.

"You're an elecone."

"Elecorn......?

"It's one of the specific qualities of some of the orgs. I can generate thunder in my body. That being said, normally that's the extent to which the patsy sounds."

Aurora nods and supplements.

"Celesta's Thunder Overnight, Special Agent General Scott Vincent, is also an elecone."

"Oh, was that really thunder!?

General Vincent's heroic poetry was occasionally heard in Basson's liquor store, but it was expressed as "the move, just like a thunderstorm" or something. I wondered what kind of move that was.

"Then General Vincent thunder out of his hands like that too..."

"Vincent's thunder is worse. He can really manipulate thunder depending on the weather. We're gonna drop guns from the sky."

…………

Seriously......?

I mean, Deane, what do you care to call it off...

"If that's all, it's still fine, but Annette Range's other fear is that unruly power"

"Yeah... I mean, how much aug did you say? Aren't you too bullshit with no motion"

You think a blow from a fist you shook up is going to fly as humans blow up the outdoor stores for dozens of meters?

"Do you know the story that the Auga, as a racial trait, jump up to a few times more aggressive when they increase their fighting instincts to the extreme under certain conditions..."

"... it's like Isaac said something like that"

"In the case of cattle augs, it seems that closed spaces such as underground labyrinths are a condition. I think the normal (plain) aug was only on New Moon nights... or something like that.... Annette Lange seems to be born out of that conditionality"

"What?"

... which means whenever you get blood on your head...?

"And the Great Knight of Annette was... a very low boiling point man."

…………

"Elecone" manipulating thunder.

Any time you can let it out. Super monstrous.

And... a character that forgets me lightly.

"I have a strong sense of justice, and I'm on the side of the weak in town... and no one on the battlefield can count on that much."

"'Atrocities'..."

There was also a horrible gold arm.

The other three...... well Felios is a bit of a nasty guy, but he was just generally decent people, with a huge impact.

For Sharon.

That was something I wanted to talk to Naris about.

"I was originally in love with Naris."

"No, well, do you think it fits? Do you say there are surprisingly few female swordsmen in elves? No, I'm not a swordsman either."

"More than that, Naris, this man is the author of this armor."

"... this, that?

"Yes."

Sharon giggles.

Naris looks at me.

"... what the hell"

"Uh... you know, I can make armor or something... huh?

"That's why you're saying I made it."

Oh, yeah.

"No, Sharon, lend me that bikini armor later. I wanted to paint it, but I couldn't last time."

"Yeah, yeah... I don't mind that"

"... ho, I really made it... I mean, I stripped the Knight Sharon Chieftain Hin and measured the bikini armor... I really made it..."

"Oh, no, it's nothing. I could have come from the top of my clothes."

"Then you said it couldn't be measured firmly. It turned out to be so comfortable."

"Well, if that's satisfying..."

Naris' gaze hurts, so I'm in bad excuse mode. Because you're scared. Felios is going to kill me if it gets too rumoured.

"So why don't you have Naris make a new one at this time, too? I thought you said it was hard to rub it on a long mission."

"... yes, no. Well, that's fine... then if you're free, can you make it, Smythson Ten Chiefs"

No, wait, there's a lot to make at this time of year.

"So, Naris, shall we go?"

"Huh?"

"Mr. Smythson, I built a workshop because of you, and you can try it out, so make it for her."

"No, wait a minute, Knight Sharon, if you want to measure, I'll put on some clothes."

Uh... Naris is pulled by Sharon to take me to the workshop, saying something like that.

I had no choice but to continue.

And.

"... why are you doing this... so hard"

Naris originally wore bikini armor.

I really have to remove my armor to measure from that condition.

Naris resisted, but Sharon took away his light armor and ended up measuring it.

"At least Knight Sharon weighs in... I'd like some nice armor too, but I don't think it's going to be cheap enough to show anyone boobs"

"Not only is it a size, but it needs to be properly shaped to make it perfect."

"You bastard!

"It's me!

Although, I'm also sure I'm twisting a lot of ideas while worshipping Naris' milk even after weighing the ruler.

It's not even as big as it gets.

Sharon had some ease in the direction of fixing thanks to his weight, but now when it comes to preventing it from rubbing... do I have to hold it tighter?

"And, Mr. Smythson. Here you go too."

"Hmm?"

Kathari, and Sharon, daring to take the bikini armor off both up and down, offers it soothingly.

Naked just the gauntlet and boots.

"Oh no - why bother in the direction of provoking the ten Smythson -!!

"Chi, I'm not provoking or anything. Oh, nasty!

"Young, all sorts of extra human men. What would you say if a naked woman wasn't sidelined or provoked or tempted by her opponents!

"Wow, if it's my nakedness, Mr. Smythson will look at it again and again! Still no desire, so Mr. Smythson has a firm crush as an artisan!

"No, it's not that I don't want..."

"Here! Look! Did you just hear that? You heard that, Knight Sharon.

"... then why didn't you do anything then when you were bare for almost half a day...?

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Because they kill you with one hand.

"Maybe Chief Smythson is because there are enough women. I'm sure. Because every night Smythson ten-man rooms are replaced by women, with an average of three to four people in and out of the room each day. Even the occasional day I collect nearly ten people. By the way, Tetes, I counted with proper security."

"... then you don't have to worry about Naris either, do you?

"If you ask me what I mean"

Don't convince me.

"Simply because if you guys attack, you'll never win with your arms! Worship in front of your tits so much, if you can attack me, I'm attacking you!

"Huh..."

"No, as a man. What about it? Maybe it's worth working out a little bit and screwing one of the women down."

"So don't forget what's important in the story. I'm getting my lower body carefully weighed by a man."

It was Naris, who was moving from her tits to her lower body as she talked but didn't even care about it.

"Oh, I wanted to forget that already, and we normally chatted!

"That was bad"

As far as I am concerned, I have nothing else to do with Naris at the moment, so I finish my measurements.

"Ugh... I'd be mad if you didn't make something really good for me, right?

"I'll do good, but I won't guarantee it. You know I'm busy this time of year."

"I'm so sorry I can't argue with you"

Naris restarts his armor as he says a bump.

Me watching it with cancer.

The face is twisted.

"Oh, it's kindness not to look at a woman when she wears clothes no matter how tightly she holds her..." Berga said!

"Huh."

"You've been watching! Don't look at me! Nothing. I don't want to be Smythson's ten long mistress!

I can no longer see Naris, but instead, Sharon's tits and hairless Omako are an all-you-can-see angle.

Is that good?

"... please work faster on my armor too"

"I want you to let go and then say it"

In the end, Naris exits the room immediately (bright red was a bit cute) and finishes the paint while feeling uncomfortable next to Sharon, who waits completely naked in silence.

I don't know what it means to look at your flirty tits and not hide them even though you look embarrassed, but it's poisonous to your eyes.

Rub it eh.

"... Look, we're done. Just in case, wait about half an hour till you dry before you put it on."

"Yes, sir"

I've finished the paint. Put down the bikini armor and try to leave the workshop.

And even as Sharon blushed, he told me to whine.

"... desire, you were..."

…………

Though it stopped, I decide not to ask and try to get out.

And Sharon grabs my hand.

And.

"... well... I've been watching my breasts a lot since earlier."

"... you'll see. That"

"... want to touch it, is it?

That's very touching.

but on the day I said I wanted to touch it, on the day Felios found out about it.

So far I have had to worship Sharon naked simply because of the need for work, even though I can make an excuse that it won't come true either.

…………

Bite your back teeth and say yes, I want to touch you.

And Sharon laughed with a crimson smile on his red face and led the hand he grabbed to his chest.

"... thanks, maybe a little too much for"

"If it's until the paint dries... I can't get out of here, and this is Mr. Smythson's workshop... right?

…………

I swallowed the words. Leaving Sharon's sincerity overwhelmed.

... Shut up, rub it.

"Huh..."

Sharon didn't look bad.

There's no particular reason Sharon likes me, though.

"Ha... ah, ha..."

Time flowed slowly, along with Sharon's push-kill wheeze.

(cont 'd)