Half-elves Fall in Love

Let Sharon, who has fallen in the water, go outside and put her clothes on.

We were slightly left behind by the fountain.

Sharon was carried by Lyla on her back. Since the others were chicks and pregnant women, Lyla was not the only one competent to carry them, but Lyla is still good to take care of.

"But even though spiritual springs that heal anything, I wonder what would happen if I drowned there. I don't know if I'm going to die."

"I wonder if such a dumb ass would just make God a source of laughter."

In Polka, the grace of the Spirit Springs is that of the patron saint of the earth taught by the Church of the Kingdom......

When Sharon came from all the way across the Blue Snake Mountains to be such a dumb number one, he was too pitiful to cry.

By the time I walk back to the Silver Clan House, my hair will be dry.

That's the place called Healing Spirit Springs, or when the tension started to return to the skin that was sprinkled in the water, the pain almost went away in my right hand, which was tingling just before I was exposed to the air, and came back to a healthy color for my appearance.

"You can afford to get laid with this."

Pull Jeanne's cheeks with her healed right hand.

"... if you want to say so, there's something else to whisk about"

Jeanne protests while being fumbled.

"That's right. Looking at Mr. Deane, he doesn't seem to have finished his assignment yet. Anyway, I want you to do everything you can while you're here."

"They're female slaves."

"Hey."

Jeanne and Selene to hi-touch properly.

I know exactly what you're going to say.

"The womb is a little more gloomy and hopeless when it comes to female slavery."

Irina is right, there is undeniably a slight sense of nankatigau.

"Ho, does that prefer the gloomy way of being offended, huh?

"... it's hard to imagine Lord Smythson being gloomy."

"Right. Well, slaves, too, are supposed to be just people owning and being owned, if only they were convinced that there was nothing right or wrong with them. There will be salvation and brightness if he is satisfied."

"Hmm. Something like that."

Irina has such a subtle look that she is not convinced.

But Selene smiled at Irina as she hand-played with Peppe while hi-touching with Jeanne.

"I said female slavery in the first place, not that Andy or we were such a shady hobby."

"Mm?"

"If you're a lover or a daughter-in-law, you can only have one. It's also convenient for Andy. But if you're a slave, you can have me and Apple together forever, and it doesn't matter if there's another daughter-in-law in human society. Because it's a possession. When Andy promised me that Apple was mine, it was the best way to think about it."

"... that means escaping the custom of marriage..."

"Originally, but hey. But I knew Andy was such a jerk, and we wanted to do a lot of jerking things with Andy every day, so I wouldn't deny being told that he interpreted it more conveniently than necessary."

"... Selene is a jerk"

"Eh heh."

When I sort out the backdrop of the word female slavery in this way, it seemed immoral, but it was certainly the most miraculous and convenient title for the selenites.

Half an elf was not considered worthy as a man's daughter-in-law in a trot at least sixteen years ago.

And for both of us, I was an irreplaceable opponent.

Even if Trott didn't have a habit of being a slave, Half Elf couldn't find a convenient relationship to be beside other people.

... the problem is that my daughters, who have since named my female slaves, are each holders of special lifestyles and values, so they have joined forces.

The divergence between words and relationships is not severe.

"Hmm. Lord Smythson had all those vessels, so it turns out to be O'Reilly."

"Ho. That's what I'm talking about."

"Vessel!?

Even if I'm overrated, I'm in trouble.

"I don't know vessels as rulers. Mind, body that does not disillusion and satisfy the women, then. Let's keep it."

"... I think we're all disillusioned. I'm super weak."

"You don't have a daughter other than Sharon who expects the strength of a beating. And then you're strong in bed, and sometimes it's enough to say something that makes you fall in love again at noon."

"... no, I'm gonna lift it."

Irina niggling.

"I'm not satisfied with the wrinkles."

"... you know what?"

"And the collar that was supposed to come over to the womb was still taken by Lord Hilda. I think we should rebuild it as soon as possible.

…………

Did you find out when you just made it for Irina?

Or if you don't stop wearing a collar on Mr. Hilda, if the Sixth Minister or Mr. Carlos finds out, it's a cot.

I was feeling like I could relax, but I'm starting to feel like I have a lot to do unexpectedly.

"Well, are we going back? Or who are you going to see?

Irina is questioned when she arrives at the family estate of silver from the fountain.

I don't care who you say, I can go see you in the northern forest range... about Gorks, Christie, Diel and Breakcore.

Christy seems to be in Polka on Irina's surrogate business.

... Ah.

"I wonder if I should labyrinth the Holy Beast"

"Mm-hmm? Are you going to see the Holy Beast?

"Ugh, yeah."

It is precisely a blacksmith of the Golden Family, a blacksmith divided by Gant.

I'd just like to clean up the collar thing for now, but I can feel it bothering Mr. Jackie.

The Sacred Beast Labyrinth won't get in the way.

"Let's go. If you go out to Renfangas again, you won't be back for a while."

Irina starts the transfer formation.

And we flew right to the red clan house.

Lyla's wings to the Sacred Beast Labyrinth at once.

It really should be far away, but with all the liras of manoeuvre and the Irina of power, it's really at the end of your eyes and nose in any place.

And when you land near the labyrinth, a breakcore runs through the eggs of an elf adventurer who comes far-winded to see what it is.

Unexpectedly. Jeanne dies anyway if Blakecore's head poke goes into the dovetail. I'll stab you.

"Andy!"

"Hey."

Breakcore stops in front of us with a full smile. I guess the age setting is about fifteen, a little young.

Exactly. I didn't get dived. Don't worry.

But I'm sad that they're happy to do something. I'm actually just here to rent a blacksmith.

"I was worried because I heard you were out in a dangerous foreign country with rumors of the wind. I'm so glad you're back safe."

"Andy can't be a little hard to do. It's right here."

"Kukuk, you said you said something similar earlier. Not cash, Jeanne."

"Oh, I was just wondering if Atashi was hurt! Actually, you were hurt!

"Really, Andy? They say my horns are good pills when fried, take some of what you want."

"No, it's nothing. He said he's almost cured."

All of a sudden, you stop the breakcore, which starts to stretch horns out of your hands. Same as ever.

And so Lyla, who changed into a human body, approached with support for the flirty Sharon.

Blakecore acknowledges what that Sharon looks like and makes the piqun and its elf ears jump.

"You are"

"Ugh... this is...?

Breakcore trying to poke a freshly stretched corner spear at Sharon looking around slowly, whether he's still up and boggling.

... Speaking of which, I thought you said Irina had a fight before.

"Chi, wait a minute, Breakcore!

Pull, and grab that horn spear with your right hand.

A horned spear that is unexpectedly rattled glides in his hand and stops.

... Ah, it hurts.

She seems to have cut a little because her skin was about to heal and she was weak. Blood.

"Oh, Andy!

The breakcore blues. Sharon was also relieved to see the trail of blood on the cheeks.

"And Sharon was appointed our guard! They don't say anything bad right now, and they don't have to fight!

"Oh, that's fine, let me see your hands! Ku, someone, someone stop the bleeding..."

A very panicky breakcore. It's not that big of a deal to say it's a little ripped off or scratched out.

"Please step aside for a moment -"

Thereupon selenium enters. Hands over hands.

─ ─ ─ ─

A small spell and medical optics.

Oh, surely that would be the best if it were on this level.

Though I thought...

"Mm, that...?

Hi. Bad light.

The wound was just a little smaller.

"Stop, Selene.... magic is disturbed by the fact that vitality is being diverted to the belly child"

Irina shrugs her shoulders and holds Selene's hand, lowering.

Exactly. Do magic experts know that?

"The technique... oh, it... had that hand"

The breakcore I was in a hurry makes me a brighter face.

And cast the same spell as Selene.

─ ─ ─ ─

Put your hand in my hand, the light...

The light... shines with some amazing momentum.

The hand wounds healed in a few moments, and all the skin that had been thinned by the burns was back to normal... I mean.

"Hey, wait a minute!

Gow, and terrible forces pour in. My body gets cute and hot, my vision goes off.

With nosebleeds.

"Oh, Holy Beast!

"Huh... is this the kind of thing you want?

"Is there any way you can get into a decent human being by blowing one of your vitals! Lord Smythson is not a monster like Lord Bonaparte or Deane!

...... ahh.

I thought you said medical optics were a way of dividing your vitality.

We talked about not being very efficient, but if you are a Holy Beast that can use life force virtually infinitely... well, in a sense, will it be the strongest medical magic?

But.

"No, no, no, no, no, no."

Blood goes up. Or signs of blood all over your body.

My whole body is like a heart. Dokundokun and fire, getting hot, pulsating, something heavy like this, like it's swollen.

So.

"Ho... This is really a bad idea"

Lyla peeks into her groin.

It feels like blood is spinning all over my body without darkness, so it's supposed to be super bad. That goes dokundoku.

I soaked my pants like the first juice leaked from the piss and spreading it to my pants.

... I had fun earlier. Though I didn't do this so many times.

"I'm sorry. Um, I solved it. Your medicine is fine."

"I want you to stay away for Andy for a minute. I hope you don't mind."

Selene and Jeanne are scattered.

And Blakecore notices things.

"... oh, sorry, Andy..."

"No, I don't mind... the..."

"... apologize, I'll do anything..."

Breakcore dyeing cheeks.

... Wait, I guess that was really an accident?

"... ugh, ku"

Mwah, and the nasty smell of rising from his groin made even Sharon peeping in the sound of a saliva swallowing.

You calm down a little.

For what I can't calm down, please.

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"Wow, is this the Polka Spirit Springs where you hear the sound? Wow, with all this snow, with all these hot springs, and good for beauty and great health benefits, what kind of anomaly is that? If it's in Renfangas, I'll borrow it, but I'll build an inn."

"Naris won't be able to turn her neck because she easily says she's in debt or something."

"Where did Chief Sharon go?"

"Al, didn't you see it? Mr. Smythson dragged me into it."

"Mm-hmm. I'm worried. As soon as there's a gap, he offends a woman with no vision."

"Really? I know it's sketchy."

"It's strange you haven't been attacked, Mr. Almeida."

"Well, that's probably a mistake because of what I did once before. I'm not a female slave or anything."

"Mmm?

"Mmm?

"What is it, both of you? What's with those eyes? How do you tilt that neck?

◇ ◇ ◇

"Muffled"

"Hey, Gort, give me your binoculars, too."

"Ah... I'm glad I have good eyesight... it's good to talk about Almeida just here"

"Muho, I'm Nari-san's ass"

"Ku, should I buy one of my binoculars too..."

"Also, just wait a little longer, Baron. Woo."

"No, don't put that on me, Mr. Gort! Or orga ejaculation is bullshit!

(cont 'd)