Half-elves Fall in Love

Priests are synonymous with good wizards on the continent.

There are various faiths in different countries, but in most of them a sign of God's love is a magical gift.

So if even the trot finds a magical talent, the majority will be deposited in the Great Temple of the Holy Land of Lycra and will receive a full professional education. The future is the most stable position alongside the Knight. Parents are happy to send it out.

And if I tell you a general example, you won't grow any talent in me.

"Priest? Ah... I can't use magic at all, but I wonder if I can deceive you"

Blurring at Irina as she grabbed the table and drafted the spin, Irina resented her. Turn her gaze to me and then sigh.

"We just need to make it a magical ceremony. The festival outside also uses flashy magic instead of wolf smoke to show gratitude."

"Yeah."

Mostly.

Well, there are a lot of other things about ringing your handheld instruments at maximum volume, or burning the bonfire as loud as possible, but if you have a good priest, it's largely magic.

"If there is a festival against God or the Spirit, Nashi will not be able to do it, but the Holy Beast of the day is there. If the Holy Beast is satisfied, the nominal horn will not stand."

"Yeah. If a priest is a beloved subject of faith, now leave Andy alone. There's no one else."

"... then, the face of the Bong Elf is not crushed."

"No face or nothing at the time you left me alone for decades"

Ride on your lap, turn my arm around your own belly and be in a good mood Breakcore (small).

Irina with a bitter worm-bitten face, but Diel next door has a strange face.

"You can't just not acknowledge the existence of Smythson when you say that..."

"But if your contribution in the matter of the Holy Beast, with Lord Lyra and Lord Bonaparte, and with the Empty Princess and Deane,"

"We can't ignore them, but if Smythson doesn't put them together, it's more likely that the Holy Beast would still have remained in that obscure state"

"... but that's not true"

Thank you. They treat what I say "help" as more important than I expected.

At the time, I was just helping Diel dig buried in the meat.

"At any rate, the Elves blessed the Andies then, didn't they? If I emphasize there, I don't think the heads of the other clans can complain, either?

"… I wonder if I have to proceed with writing on that line"

Irina starts because she wrote a sartorial sentence with a feather pen. I can't read it because it's elf, but I know the letters are streamlined.

"Irina is good at writing elves."

"... even if I don't have a strange impression on the chief of the family"

Irina looks pitiful.

... Surely clan chiefs don't mean you should be great. I need guidance, my tongue, courtesy, and I guess I can't be bad at writing paperwork.

"Well, I was bad at writing and famous. And blue voices."

Hahaha and Diel laugh. Irina shrugs her shoulders.

"Sometimes that happens. For once, strawberries are raised as a family bond."

Tighten your chest.

but if the ink jar falls on the table with a cotton on its clap - much more catastrophic.

"Wow!?

"Whoa, whoa!

Irina and Diel, the two of us panicked.

... That's why I'm impressed with the level of good writing.

"When it's a festival, you can't just drink and sing and make a scene. There's a labyrinth because of it, let's think about something."

Diel looks over the meadow and arms up.

The meadows on the labyrinth are still poppy and the elves resting today. Napping thoughtfully, sounding instruments, or waving weapons to encourage workouts.

The leaning day shed a golden light on them, a sight so beautiful that it could only be described as a single width of painting.

"I think I could just drink and sing and make a scene."

"Actually, it's pretty much like that every night, even if it's not a festival."

"Huh?

"Well, there's not that much booze, so it's modest, but the kind of guys who come here are mostly young. I guess it would be fun to have a family and have the same age. Throat bragging about the nocturnal endless, discussing not sure, trying to carry on improvisational poetry in the relay..."

... Somehow, I thought elves were a more dear species.

"... Young guys are the same for every race."

"That means human race, too."

"It's worse, though."

Even if he's not such a bad guy, try to run around in the city lobby without a few gathered teenagers buying or drinking anything, or get intrigued by stupid stories that don't stretch out in a territorial alley.

That kind of sight can be seen everywhere in a slightly more crowded city. I mean, I was one of them when I was training in Wangdu.

Without trying, I guess this labyrinth village is turning into such a peculiarity of youth for the young elves.

"When it comes to cooking and music alone, I'm sure it's not exciting."

"Right? Well, the labyrinth is pretty safe with this many people attacking it regularly, and I think it could be used for something."

"I'll take care of the area."

I hear Diel has some sort of omosilo event abdominal proposal, so I'll leave it to him.

"Oh, well, then I'd better get ready."

Diel returns to the village.

"Ho. In the end, you took it on, huh?

Dropping off Diel, Lyla jumps over the roof of the Blakecore house where she seems to have been napping.

Though, well, I guess you heard the conversation in the house. You can't hear me at this distance. No.

"I took it on...... or I'm still not sure what I'm going to do"

When I laughed bitterly, Breakcore and Irina just came out of the house, too.

"I'll repack the details again, but basically, I'll just have to stand there. For the first time, there's no tradition. You don't have to ask me to do anything difficult."

... does that make sense too?

But I wonder if I miss that too.

He said, "I'm not gonna do anything. I'm gonna miss you, so I need you to turn around."

Irina dropped her shoulder exaggerated.

"Oh my God, are you willing to practice elf in the next month?"

"... oh well"

Irina, the elves in positions of great opportunity or responsibility for human beings speak in the Northwestern language of the Trotto - Celesta area, but are they supposed to speak in their own language?

If the attendees are mostly elves, how can they not be tailored to the elf language?

"What, another month?

It has been decided at some point that the timing of the event was undecided.

"Uhm."

"Why not..."

In the meantime, there are also New Year's festivals at the Spirit Festival. Though I thought it would be something I could afford a little more.

"Talk to Blakecore."

"Just when you helped me."

...... ahh.

Speaking of which, sure.

I had a lot of trouble flying around and getting cut and caught last year, so it's not good as a date...... does this mean this is the time? Breakcore battle.

"I'm going to go around explaining to each clan and talk to every corner of the clan... then considering the distance from the red clan house to here, that's just about the time period"

"Convenient, Andy?

Breakcore's expected gaze.

Well, that's what I said I'd do once... and even if I were in Renfangas or Celesta, I'd be able to rush right away if Lyla cooperated.

When I look at Lyla to make sure, I know, she just nods at me.

"Well, I can make it convenient. Mr. Deane said it wouldn't work that big during the winter."

When I say that and show them laughing, Blakecore smiles at Paa and jumps at me.

I stabbed him a little.

"Hey!?

I broke it and the horns are already growing.

"Sorry, fold"

"No, don't!

Even if the place is expensive if it's a place, don't get bogged down outside the woods saying it's the cause of a horny horse being ravaged and barely found.

Night.

If Irina had gone with mass-producing documents of the same document as it was, it would be completely sunset.

"Diel's right outside, you're making a scene"

"Somewhat. Young elf Jancha, it's not harmful, so it's a big deal."

When I opened the wooden window and looked outside, the elves were having a choir. It's an incredible melody to do something, and after hours of listening, I'm going to get drunk.

"You can also block the sound in the Phantom kingdom, though?...... Mmm, chu."

"In a different way, I think you should strain that."

"Roger.... Mm, cum"

Close the wooden window.

Inside it was illuminated by the blurry light of the lamp, and the breakcore, which remained as small as ever, sucked on my penis.

"When the sun goes down, you take off people's pants like you deserve."

"You'll promise to work hard until I get pregnant. Because I waited until the time of the common sense mating of the human race..."

"... Rarely"

♪

Still, Blakecore smiled adorably as she gave her head a slight twitch. Keep your penis gripped.

"Ho. Don't forget to thank me for bringing you here, Holy Beast?

"... Wow, I made an excuse for you to come here too. There's no reason to be scorned, is there?

Behind Blake Core, Lyla and Irina are also beginning to take their clothes off with no hesitation.

Blakecore smiled softly.

"You're still liked, Andy"

"... thanks to you"

"You like me, too, huh?

It's against the rule to smile and say it with that young face.

Bikun and Chinko trembled.

"... hehe, you don't have to ask for a response, you're honest"

Breakcore cheeks on his penis to love him.

"Ho. Straight horse."

"Well, I put together an unscrupulous demand earlier. I don't care if you give up on me straw."

"I can't do that. It's an occasional reunion, let me take the darkest part." "

Breakcore turns his back crooked and sticks his hips up.

When I get rid of the rash of clothes, my little, innocent white and criminal soft ass comes out of under it.

Adult buttocks are fine, but this young, fine buttock makes me happy only when I touch it rather.

"... it's a nasty gesture. Do you prefer this one to your half-grown body, Andy?

"Big kids and little kids have been having trouble having sex with each other lately."

"That's tough"

Couscous laughing breakcore.

"There are many young elves here. There must be no mistakes outside. I'll make you bigger and smaller, so you can get tired of me."

"Chi, let the smaller demand be met by the wobbles!

"Ho, so I'm tired of big tits?"

Irina confronts him and lets him shake his ass, and Lyla cancers and lets him accentuate his boobs.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Even the three of us can't bore me!

Rather, it's fierce and crazy about the superb women.

"Then do as you please."

"Wow, it's sweet in the wobble"

"Look, it's not your favorite tits."

The three of them are approaching.

I grab Blakecore's ass, and I also stick my hand in Irina's butt gap as I force my cock to screw into that little vagina, and I mumble against Lila's tits.

"Nha."

"Holy crap... yum, yummy crap...!

"Hmph... I still can't wait for arrows and shields on my boobs..."

Sucking tits from Chi and Lyla.

Grab a small hip of breakcore with one hand and force it in and out of Jeanne-like or smaller vaginas than that repeatedly.

And I stick my middle finger in my vagina from the gap in Irina's butt.

"Ha, ha... no, Andy's, seeding stick... dizziness, whirl...!!

"Ugh... when this happens, the more children come out of my fingers, the more they make me rise..."

"Do you want to suck this one's milk too? Hehe, or do you want my lips..."

To the Trinity.

Breakcore twists its young body. The movement is intense on the narrow vagina and the back of the vagina that seems impossible, either because you understood my penis from the start or because it is so strong in pain.

Irina makes me try waving my fingers back at her opponent for what she thought. Of course, it never becomes vaginal reciprocating motion because my hands follow me, but its complicated and nasty movements are unusually nasty.

And Lyla kisses me deep as she pushes her spitting tits against my arm. Taste my mouth around with a long tongue.

Together with the three of them, they're planning on elevating me. I take it all and stand and take three whores all over my body.

And.

"Nha... Break Core... Let it out!

"Let me out... I can't get in, let me out... and offend again..."

"Next time, it's frightening! Well, not in order!?

"Kukuk. I can do it. Whatever you want."

While the three horny flowers invite me, I start ejaculating for the first time.

It ejaculates vigorously into the small stomach of the breakcore, which is likely to subside if you use both hands.

"Ugh... uh... womb, coming..."

Break core that circles your body happily.

Pull your penis out of that vagina and compare the white and black haired beauties you expect on the left and right.

"Let's... let's... let's..."

Try to get lost with the leftover penis.

... I look a little stupid.

"... ha. Lord Smythson, I forgive you for being so frightened, but don't you show your little girls such an idiot the other day?

"Ho. You stopped at me. I'm not next."

"Ko, the words would have stopped with fright!

I gently slapped the two butts sticking out of each other like we were fighting, and I started to keep going.

(cont 'd)