Half-elves Fall in Love

"On Angelos' mother?... I hope it's troublesome."

Having heard the report, Mr Deane said that most openly.

"? Trouble is... you're a merchant, aren't you?

Sharon looks strange.

"With two of the Nine Clan Chiefs of the North Forest on your side, you will have the full cooperation of the Lord of the land."

... Well, I'm sure the compromise with the powerful is very good.

For Sharon, who grew up as a princess, maybe that already makes everything seem safe.

"If you're talking about not being a battle or something,"

Mr. Deane closes his eyes quietly. Instead Tetes continued the conversation while making tea.

"When it comes to Linda Neumann of the Sylphide Chamber of Commerce, she is famous for her spicy arms (Lazwang), which take every chance on her side. With just one generation and a turn from adventurers, you're not in line to build one of the biggest forces in a 600-year-old trot, Knight Leader."

"Really, Tetes?

"... old countries of history have so many merchants with stable ground that it should be quite difficult for newcomers to expand their commercial zones. Even Arcus should have..."

"When I was in Arcus, I didn't care about merchants."

"... Anyway, it is. Even the Foreign Trade Chambers in and out of Rennest now have a five-finger Sylphide, right? Well, from Celesta's branch."

"But... what's so troublesome about it?"

Mr. Deane opens his mouth again.

"He's such a hot-armed merchant that Celesta isn't even quite there. Even if it doesn't affect us directly, for the Elf Territory...... what do you think?

"For the Elf Territory...?

"Anyway, the time she gave birth to Angelos was a time when the trot was tough on the elves, and the elf territory was tough on humans. There will also be unsolicited emotions. It's not like I'm thinking about paying you back. With as much power as she does, for example, at her discretion, she crashes the market value of the specialty that Elves is trying to export to trots and celesta opponents... how can she do that? If that happened, it would hurt plain for the elves"

"Ha, my mother is like that..."

Angelos tries to defend himself, weakening his tone.

Mr. Linda can't do that either. And I can't say that anticipation by personality is absolute just because the elf territorial issue has had a huge impact on my life.

"If you can tell me you won't, that's fine. But Irina and Christie can't relax if the diplomatic issues in the Elf Territory get twisted. Worst of all, the forest can be so controversial that we can't even repair the pre-construction dragon dispatch to Renfangas."

"In that case, Special Agent Deane will be suspended in existential significance and dispatched at the discretion of the Celesta Army to do poorly..."

Both Sharon and Angelos swallowed Gokuri and spit in the words that Tess groaned.

"If that happened, Mr. Naia would be pathetic."

Naris nods yeah yeah.

Naia at the time is not here now because Mr. Hilda has abducted her to go to the hot spring.

"I don't want to think so... because there are fathers in the woods. My mother..."

Angelos' words are powerless, after all.

Speaking of merchants, they say people are bad and it's a numbo world, and Angelos himself, indeed, has been living away from Mr. Linda for nearly a decade. I guess I can't say enough to understand Mr. Linda.

"Either way, we can only look at it statically. It's totally outside the mosquito net."

Mr Deane said that quietly.

The Inn's dining room was engulfed in painful silence.

These difficult topics are hard to ignore or divide.

I'd like to talk to you until I get comfortable with someone, but when this is the case, Mr. Deane is dry.

Aurora would also largely resemble Sharon or stop by. What a powerful lady.

Lyla and Maia are in a position to ignore people's annoyance in the first place, and Selene, Apple, Jeanne and Irina are in the Baron Hall. The Baron will still be welcoming Mr. Linda today, and it's a little hard to show his face.

Luna and Almeida are going to flake their heads even if they blow up a difficult story.

"Surprisingly, there's no one you can talk to easily about this kind of topic..."

"Yeah......"

Angelos and I, we pinch the table in my room and think.

"My mother might invite the elves to pinch...... I never thought about it. But honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if I told you I'd do it..."

"You seem like a very temperamental person."

During Angelos' Sword Saint exam, he also beat up a preaching order with a chair that told him why he failed.

"... if I'd at least nodded to my son-in-law's story, I might have changed a bit"

Hopeful observation, but then you should never be able to detract from my hometown, Polka, or my quest, which is my mission.

"No, I can't. Either way, the fact that we, the Trotters, are going through the wedding in the Trott way means that we're going to cut our hands off from a woman other than me. Then you're all pathetic."

"... you, people are nice"

I'd definitely say "though that's natural" if I were a human girl.

... Angelos, a little red, coughs up.

"Yeah, 'cause I'm definitely not gonna be happy with you. I'd rather have Lyla or Mr. Deane or Serene cheating on me than someone I don't know."

"... sorry I cheated on an elf collar girl who's been over here lately"

"Oh, well, forgive me. If a human woman catches you in Wang Du, they might take you, but if you're that kind of opponent, well, because Andy never turns back."

What kind of trust was that?

"You. Come on. Same goes for marriage."

I'll get myself out of here.

"What the..."

"Too sweet for me"

"That's not where you get mad."

"No. You can be a little more angry with me"

Keep your face close to Angelos and look into your eyes.

Those beautiful colored eyes showed a bewildered light.

"What, it..."

"I know exactly how much you want me to miss you. Yet lately you've stood me up too much... somehow, too patient to feel love"

"Don't cut me off weird, you can't help it, that's what you are... I need to put up with it for a little while"

"It's nice to put up with you a little bit, but when you're too patient, you're gonna think I'm a kid you don't need."

"That's not true! Oh, how worried I was when you were gone the other day..."

Damn.

It's cute, just a little hateful, where you're like such a well-behaved dog.

"Then sweeten up. Be angry if I don't care. Tell me you're adorable about me, and you don't love me enough. Sounds like you're assuming that's the best way to be a good kid, but I want to hear more about your selfishness and know when and how much you want me to stand up"

"... you're a pain in the ass, even knowing that..."

"You know."

Grab an understated Angelos shoulder everywhere and put your lips close to those slightly dripping ears.

"I love you, Angus."

"... ugh!

"I want you to need me. I want to fill you up. I'm anxious you're really forgiving me, and I want to please you."

"... silly. That's what makes me happy, you know..."

How easy it is for you to be happy.

"You, if it's the bad guy who got caught, he's got the personality to be squeezed out until he's a worn rag"

I didn't think so back in the day, but it's really a very half-elf looking half-elf. This one.

"Are you going to tell me you're not a bad guy, Andy..."

"I'm not going to be a worn rag. I'm going to love you till it's no use."

"It's more troublesome that way... I can't wake up..."

Angelos gently leans on his lips. Take it and give it a long kiss to indulge.

Concentrate your consciousness on your lips and touch each other there, with a tingly, itchy feeling that paralyzes you.

From that slow, snug lip movement, the love that Angelos is hiding is transmitted as it leaks out.

... Release your lips slowly.

"... Andy. It's true that I don't really care about marriage or cheating."

…………

"But if there's something I'm hiding... I can't help but want to be taught more by Andy..."

"Don't tell me how to teach you..."

"I don't mind. I'm Andy's jerk slave... I really want to be constantly jerked off by Andy from morning to night, because I'm a perverted slave... because Andy did that to me..."

Heartfelt happy, Angelos holding the collar and saying so, can't wait to be cute.

"So if you want to please me, don't hesitate to attack, my lord."

"If you say so, I'll be happy... or something smart, right?

Too bad. It's totally my hobby.

Kiss Angelos again.

Hold that body up, carry it to bed and fall with it.

"... Andy, I love you..."

"I love you too, Angus."

"... if I showed you who we are, I'm sure you wouldn't even think about your mother."

"Shall we show it off? Show me what you're doing in front of Mr. Linda."

"I'll show my mother how happy I feel to shake my butt... maybe it's a name..."

Of course I'm not really motivated.

"... it's a preliminary exercise, Angus. You're gonna be in front of your pussy, shake your ass."

"... yeah"

With a totally excited face, Angelos took off his athletic pants, put his pants down to his knees and poked his butt up against me.

"Look. Think of that pillow as Mr. Linda. Say how perverted you are and how happy you are."

"Yeah.... Mother, look... I'll be making a mancomeback of Andy from now on... Mother's grandson, make... ♪ Look how much I love Andy, how much Andy will love me... Mother up..."

Angelos, so thorough about being a woman, is adorable.

Let the slut twist her face and little body, which still looks like a mid teenager, and show her happy melting eyes.

It's just really cute...... if I really showed this to you in front of your mum, it's going to be a big deal.

"Let's go, Angus..."

"Yeah... look, look, mother, Andy in my manko, come in..."

I pushed my penis into that little horny fissure while Angelos lived it, pushed it with a google,

Con con con!

and I'm super surprised by the sudden knock between the two of us.

When we stiffened each other's bodies, the next moment the door was already open.

"Hello, Mr. Smythson!... that..."

"Ha, Mother!?

Unintentionally, a very embarrassing face to face between Angelos and Mr. Linda.

"... what are you doing in the middle of the day!

"Ha, my mother's the one who's been telling me for a long time not to knock and open the door right away!

"I'm sorry to fight like that, Angelos."

I think Angelos is very tough to stick up and stick his round ass up and argue with while my dick is in, but well that makes me pull my dick out.

I was just having a blast, but I can't help it.

"What is it all of a sudden"

"Oh, quickly tell me to stick that stick. That's about enough time.... Angus hides his butt."

"Ugh."

Take off the thighs and each lower body.

... and if I did, Hikori and Irina would show up.

"Were you here..."

"Irina."

Side by side Irina, who looks just a little tired, Mr. Linda arms up and opens her mouth.

"I asked him to let me in the woods too because he said that merchants sometimes go in and out of the woods now. You just don't want to put someone you don't even know in there. So when I heard who was the most in and out of polka, I said it was Mr. Smythson. I don't know, could you come with me? I'll play for the price."

"Surely Lord Smythson is not the benefactor of the woods..."

That's right, merchant. Aggressive on top of quick action.

Seeing as there's a valid connection. No, he flew right here.

"Okay?

"... what are you going to do"

I just get up a little bit.

Are you going to start chopping up the woods already...?

"I think you can talk about that on the road if you want to come with me.... Look, Angus, what a blur. There's gonna be a little more room for you, not that kind of clothes, right? Get dressed."

"Uh?

"We're going to see Aaron's guy now."

With a smile, she said a name she could not hear.

... who.

North Forest, the white clan territory said to be the centre of it.

Me, Angelos and Linda, led by Irina and down to the land, see one long-lasting elf youth on the shore of the lake holding the ruins within it.

"Aaron"

On that back, Mr. Linda calls with a voice that often passes.

... Turning slowly, he was a young man with a riddle of eyes, somewhat similar to Angelos.

"When did you say you called Angelos white at the clan council? That's Angelos' father, Aaron the White."

Irina says with a slightly more complicated face.

"... I imagined someone older because I said father. You're an elf, no."

It's a species that spends almost eight hundred years in its twenties. Naturally, Mr. Aaron looked younger than me.

"Actually, he's still young. I'm not supposed to be a hundred years old."

"...... trouble commenting"

Hundred years old. Should I say I'm eating old or young?

"It's over a hundred and a half, isn't it?

"... yeah, no. Is Naris a hundred years old too"

I'm starting to feel so young.

... well anyway, an elf youth Aaron with a floating away vibe somewhere, Linda dressed in comfort, and Angelos costumed more than Linda could say dress and tied her hair beautifully... No, Angelina, face to face.

... Until Irina and I are a little further away, the conversation doesn't tell us what's going on.

"Speaking of which, why didn't he want to come to the White Clan?"

On second thought, Angus should have had the time to come here as many times as he wanted.

but.

"Bring him comfort without seeing each other, Lord Smythson. Angelos is a half elf. It's also different from Apple, Selene, etc., growing up outside the biological forest"

"... is it hard to get in... if that's what you tell me"

"And Aaron was a lone wolf once wandering alone out of the woods, a stranger who didn't have much to do with his family. Whether you heard about Angelos in his work since last year or not, there is a verse where he deliberately kept his distance from watering down the work of his daughter who is half but contributes to the woods"

"... you're just a weird reluctant similiar parent and child"

"Uhm."

... Why didn't you notice, my idiot?

That's right. Even Angelos put up with this.

I have a father within reach.

If I were you, I'd be so jealous that I wanted to cry.

... I need to be more concerned. It's not just erotic.

"Andy!!

Angelina calls me.

I nod to Irina and walk out.

"I'll introduce you. This is my father, Aaron.... this man, my husband Andy Smythson"

"Yes, what are you saying all of a sudden, Angus?"

You're out of your mind.

I thought... Aaron just looked a little troubled.

"I'm not sure people are used to it... but I'm going to believe my daughter. Greetings, Smythson, Benefactor of the Forest, hero of the prestigious Holy Beast Labyrinth"

"... your daughter makes you happy. At least for as long as my life lasts."

Shake hands.

"Oh boy. You can hit me, Aaron. Outside the woods."

"Don't talk barbaric, Linda"

Aaron with a caring and expressive Linda and some extraordinary vibe.

A contrasting combination, but maybe that's why we have something to mesh with.

"See you, Father. 'Cause I'll be seeing you again."

"Oh, hey, Angus!?

Angus takes me to Irina's waiting list.

I just said hello and I didn't even talk to you.

"... here, spare me. Please, Andy."

Angelos whispers to me in a small voice.

"... my mother has always missed me. I didn't just wait, I wanted to come see you. To your father."

……

You heard it once.

Angelos' father comes to see him sometimes. And just look at my face, and I'm leaving.

... Linda can't complain about her husband like that either.

Still, I can't stand it.

You mean you've come to Polka, betting on that possibility that you can go see him from yourself now?

... what a very similar, mean parent and child.

"I knew my mother wouldn't retaliate against the Elves.... Yeah, I was anxious, but I'm sure your mother wouldn't do anything wrong to your father and me until she died. If it's for me, I can always throw away my entire fortune."

"... maybe"

Return to Irina and watch the shores of the lake where Mr. Linda and Aaron sit side by side on a far-roll.

I'm Aaron, though, who now seems dauntless to stand and sit on, and as if he's a figurine, just never trying to keep his distance.

... For some reason, I felt like I could see what Mr. Linda was like when she was younger.

As usual, not much movement, to Aaron, who only hits the gavel, Mr. Linda sits back to back, peeks directly into the front, puts his head on his shoulder from the side, and talks to him in many ways.

I only slept on Aaron's knee pillow.

I wondered why it was those two.

Now we don't move much with each other, we just know that there's barely enough bickering going on from the voices we hear on the wind.

Shape changes, age, that's how we get along.

We can be oh without worrying about each other's old or young.

I wish I could stay like that, too.

"... in another thirty years."

"Mmm."

"... me and Angus, too, I hope so"

"... I don't like that, that pale Andy"

"Oh, my God."

"... I know roughly what your ideal me is in thirty years"

(cont 'd)