Half-elves Fall in Love

In the end, it was about sundown (thanks to Maia's help) and they finished building the shopping shed.

After cleaning up the big jerk, we rode Maia back to Catalina.

"Now we have no more cases to deal with. We can go to the polka once and see how it goes."

When Mr Deane says so, everyone boils back.

"Sounds like you'll be eating trot mesh in a while!

"I hate dried meat and pickles."

"I guess that's the only problem Boyd has, but there's a big problem for us Otonas. The liquor doesn't taste right."

"Right. I really miss the Big Ice Plains.

Rants and goats that make you think about the taste of distant liquor while imitating the cup for both of us.

"You guys are from Celesta... if you're going to say that,“ orgakiller ”in the desert or something"

"Excuse me, I prefer the Great Ice Plains to the Orga Killer"

"Me too. As the name suggests, the number of times I've come to kill you is a little rough, and whether it tastes good or not, it feels different."

Orthodox soldiers who betray their country.

"I'd also like to try a little bit of an orgasm killer..."

To Maia, who looks like she wants something, the soldier combo is soothing moods like "I'll go when I go to Celesta".

Don't they know how much Maia drinks? No, you're just forgetting.

Anzelos draws attention by clapping his hands at such a man.

"You guys, it's too early to relax. No matter how much it's like a garrison, don't forget something here! Assuming it's a life-threatening battlefield, I don't know who gets their hands on what urgency. Don't think I'll stay until the next time I come!

Copy that.

"I only brought some binoculars for valuables in the first place."

"Idiot! Crossbows and brace calibers are more important!

Goat pissed off by Angelos. No, well, I know how you feel.

"Ho. I hope Jeanne and Selene are well too"

"Hmm. Well, the Baron, Christie, and Gorks keep away, too. Not to mention the rarity."

"So, but I'm just a little worried... because of the rough flow of mind here, the occupiers don't work well either"

"Hmm, as a teacher, I'd like to see Jeanne go a little further... well, I don't think Dwarves matter because they're inherently such a hole-barn colony and give birth without a midwife"

"Hey guys, aren't we forgetting too much about Peter? I can't prepare a souvenir now..."

"Mr. Angelos is completely obsessed with you, Peter."

"Hey, look, I'm Andy's kid, so my kid's the same."

"Me, I want to give birth myself as soon as I can..."

"Luna, you're not the only one."

The women are also thriving in the women.

And the Renfangas faction has a slightly uneasy face.

"Mr. Smythson, what shall we do in the meantime"

"What, are you asking me that?

Sharon shivers her ears all the time. If you ask me, that's the face.

Mr. Deane laughs bitterly.

"If anyone really wants to stay, you can stay. It's a dragon wing anyway, I'll be back in a few days, and there's a hot spring over there that works against fatigue. You should come."

"Oh, right"

When Sharon said as he was horrified, the Almeidas. The three Red Arm daughters began exchanging information with this, whether in the inner circle or not.

"Is the hot spring huge? When I hit the hot springs, I used to go to the hot springs labyrinth in St. Gard, so I can't imagine it at all."

"Naris, there's a lot going on unexpectedly."

"I'll take care of it. If it's a low-difficulty labyrinth, it's more or less going around the southern Great Plains. Hundreds of years old."

"... there's got to be a lot going on here. I heard that the city of Polka, the Trotman, has a great bath, and that there is a spirit fountain in the silver clan territory in the woods that comes out of the same source."

"I didn't even say a lot. Well, I'm looking forward to it."

Totally tourist.

"Well... the Knight Sharon is coming too."

"Oh."

Horny brothers laugh at bad guys.

I get it. I get it. What's your thought circuit?

Sharon officially comes as our companion - entering the Polka Spirit Springs, not the woods - our battle is coming!

Because that's what I think.

... Sometimes Sharon makes me look financially naked for some reason, but I can't even do most of my cravings then.

Although a man automatically erects for now if he can be shown, he gets confused when that's not his will. It is only when you follow the urge to see that blood rolls.

"Keep it down, Rants, Gort. Sharon is surprisingly smart."

"Smythson Ten Chiefs"

"Heh. Be careful. Come on."

Rants and goats back to a gentleman's grin. Just get your hands off my groin.

"The dragon is amazing, isn't it? Even one of these battles is frightened."

Naia had a much more peaceful smile on her face as usual.

The next day, after a light perimeter crusade in the morning, the gobbles and carriages are put out.

"Come on, we're gonna have to make this a little bigger carriage. What do you say?

"If you don't make it so sturdy, the bigger it gets, the more fragile it gets. But then it gets heavy and it gets harder for us to pull."

"It's hard."

"Oh. Well, the Hundred Chiefs said nothing in particular. Well, that's still fine, maybe."

I can hear the conversation between the two Augs, but, well, it's certainly narrow when Irina, Sharon and the other gauntlet groups ride on Naia with all the Secret Service.

If Lyla can swing a major player and fly around, we can have another carriage, but it's Lord Buster's intention that you should still refrain from doing so.

"Look, what are you doing, getting your stuff off my lap"

"... you're already willing to sit on my lap, Irina"

"It's narrow. Don't complain."

"Ho, whatever's on my lap. Huh?

"I'm sorry, Lord Lyla. I'm not interested in women's knees."

"Don't sit around with interest!

Maia rang a loud and squeaky voice before taking off as the car was buzzing.

They were able to ride well in the wind and arrive at the polka before sundown.

Every few bathroom breaks, the scenery became more and more silver dominated, and by the time it reached the polka, it was bright white.

Polka is already winter in late autumn of the calendar. Dada hasn't told me half the year is in the snow.

"Sa, it's just cold..."

Sharon is not a bikini armor and usually wears cold proof clothes (I only wear gauntlets), but still looks a lot colder.

And one crazy looking fool who wove only a cape over a bikini armor.

"Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sasa Sa It's cold or it hurts!!

"You're the fool, Naris! You said it was gonna be properly cold, but you can't handle it with one cape!

"This was expensive! It's 1,600 gold coins!?

It does look like a pretty fancy leather cape, but it's still a piece of cloak.

"Hmm... well, not so much heating"

Irina bewitches Naris. Shivering stops.

"Hey, what are you doing, Irina?"

"The sensory phantom just made it harder to feel the cold. Let's not get cold."

"Ooh. Indeed."

"But if it doesn't really warm up early, you might freeze to death without feeling cold."

"Hii!?

Naris rushes to the town entrance. Two guards are frightened by the momentum.

"Naris, you look like you're a hundred years old."

"... don't tell me if you think so, Tetes"

Almeida, I think that's what they say about you in the shadows.

Catch Naris crouching in front of the fireplace at the tavern, take the usual inn, and then go to the baron's mansion.

There was still a heavenly sunny look of my child sucking on Selene's tits there.

"Ah... Mr. Andy!

"Andy, welcome back! Have you done your job yet?

Selene, who looks so happy, and Jeanne, who leaves Peter with Selene for a mild minute, jumps at me as much as she wants.

I miss it, while I roll down the hallway lightly blown away by Jeanne's power.

"Guru."

"Well, you're as weak as ever."

"Hih, you're not weak, Dwarves are just amazing..."

Me with Jeanne's head just stuffing into a dovetail.

Ragged laughing men. You guys worry.

"Welcome home, it's Andy. And well done. You're back, Lord Irina. Was it important?"

The baron appears from the side as he picks his beard with his fingers. The truth is, I should have greeted the baron first, but Selene's room was closer than the baron's study, so I put it behind me.

"Um, Deane in Maia, and most importantly, Lord Smythson can't be together and important. But I'm a little tired of traveling in the sky, Lord Goot, may I ask for some tea?"

"Um, fully. Somebody make some tea for Lord Irina!

When the baron slaps his hand, the maid moves quickly.

"Hehe. This may be disrespectful, but I miss the taste of tea and scones when I see the face of the Baron."

"Ha. It's a painful mustache, but if you can remember it with a good flavor, it's an honor."

Exactly between adults or between Irina and the Baron is really comfortable and soothing with polite language.

If I were you, I'd say, "I'd want some sinister tea when I see your face," or something, I'd go in. The contract.

"I'll see you first, Baron. My name is Sharon, descended from the Arcus Forest, the glorious family, to the south. We serve in the Black Arm at Lenfangus Kingdom Gauntlet Nights"

Sharon finally gives thanks. Speaking of which, you've never properly greeted the Baron.

This is followed by three other Red Arms named for each of them. The baron received it in honor of the nobility ceremony.

"My name is Duran Gouto and I rule this polka. Enjoy peace of mind, a city of people, elves and healing."

"Hmm? Did you come up with another funny complaint?

"It was Lord Christie's idea. Well, not many elves stay as long as they settle."

A city of people, elves and healing, huh?

Not bad.

"I hope one day we can name more species"

When I said it, the baron smiled.

"It's up to you, isn't it, Andy?

"At least if you settle here, you'll be able to name the race three times or so"

"... so-so."

Surely there are dwarves, dark elves, dragons and cat beasts.

No, but what about naming only one or two of each as a specialty of the city?

It's subtle.

"Tea is ready, Baron"

"Oh well. All right, ladies and gentlemen, to the Great Hall. Let's have a tea party."

The baron directs everyone into the hall.

I also pull around a little under my stomach but get up and try to follow it.

but Jeanne can pull me over and stop me.

"Hmm?"

"... I missed you, didn't I?

"... sorry"

Though work. Though I can't take you.

Making me feel lonely is a bad thing.

So I apologize honestly and kiss those lips.

and selenium slowly approached there as well.

Peter sleeps easily if he's tired of sucking his tits, and even though Selene says she hasn't had one yet, she shows the Mercy Mother's grin.

And when you point that face at me, she'll be the girl's face again.

"I missed you, too, didn't I?

".................. uh"

"I was wondering if you could give me some sincerity, or something."

It doesn't look like selenium around me making jokes. Not like Apple. I'm glad I miss that margin, or the small care that restrained me.

"Mm-hmm. Well, sincerely."

Chu, and kiss.

... to boobs.

"...... eh"

"Somehow, you're Peter's parent."

"eheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh..."

While hearing Jeanne raise her squeaky voice and Selene who seems happy to be unexpected, she sucks on those huge tits, rolling them with her tongue and a sweet bite.

Pong, let it go out of your mouth to make a noise.

And keep kissing Selene's lips. I love Selene, who just smiles and accepts that I've even been waiting for that.

"Huh... I'm home."

"Yes. Welcome back, Mr. Andy"

(cont 'd)