Hero Manufacturing Machine ~A Job to Make Children~

I told you to take it off.

I pulled the sword to my throat and said.

"You're right. I'm afraid it's like swallowing spit, but I'll take off my armor."

Ah.

I meant it from the edge. There is nothing wrong with it.

Well, excuse me.

With my permission, Iona began to take off her armor.

"Thank you for waiting."

When you take off your armor, the luxurious lines of your body will be revealed.

Overall, there is no meat that is thin and wasteful.

Instead, the size of the chest is modest for height.

It may be negative for women, but it is advantageous as a knight because it is easy to move.

Unless I ask her what Iona thinks about it, I have no way of knowing.

Now you're under the same conditions.

I glanced at the light Iona and said.

"Yes, the match itself has already settled and is the result of my defeat."

Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.

"What is it?

"I don't need what I just said. It's not funny if we don't play fair."

When I said so, she looked surprised.

"Are you saying you just want to have an equal match?

"That's right. And...."

Besides?

"I want to know more about you. It's the quickest thing to do with a sword."

"... is that a dictation?

"I don't mind if you think so. I'm curious about you."

"... you're really not the only prince."

"You said you were a prodigal prince of fools.

"I disagree. I've never seen a swordsman like you."

"This is the first time you've received an honest compliment. It's an honor."

"I can't promise you that I'll be able to help you."

After that, Iona continued.

"Thank you for the opportunity. I would like to say that I am serious this time, but I did my best to hit you earlier."

"Well, put on your armor earlier. I'm looking forward to doing better this time."

"I will do my best even if I can't."

That's how I respond.

Seems like a serious character everywhere.

It's a corner, so I'll cut it into ten pieces. If you can get one, you can win. "

"Please don't be ridiculous, but there must be a difference between you and me."

They don't seem to understand that you're being insulted. He seems to be smart at making.

"That's cool, too. It's the most necessary qualities to survive."

A cooler fight is not always a winner. But it's also true that being calm often wins.

I think Iona has good qualities.

"I'm sorry to keep it as a compliment. Now I'm going to try to borrow your breasts."

She felt the difference in strength with me, and while saying so, her eyes were not those of those who gave up.

Competition between each other is the most fun, but I don't hate to go out with opponents who don't give up even if there is a difference in strength.

This time, I'm just as straightforward as she is, and I'm in a fight.

"Now it's a basic setup."

Well, sometimes.

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Isn't it amazing how I behave? Iona is hardly a trick.

And the moment I thought about it, the sword flashed.

Shh! Shh!

He seems to be as good at running as he is smart.

Anyway, I'll make sure Iona releases the slash, and then I'll do the slash myself.

Boom!

Still, my sword catches her faster. Of course, I didn't put it on, but I edged it.

"I'm here...."

Declaring her surrender, she looked as if she had seen something incredible.

First one, huh?

"It's obviously starting to move after me....."

"This is the blood of a brave man, after all. You may sound proud, but you can think of your physical abilities as something else than a normal person."

"This is the power of the brave blood clan....."

Iona poured and swallowed her saliva.

"That's why. Pull yourself together."

"Yes, please have a second one."

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Although there was a difference in strength, Iona never showed up to give up, and kept challenging me.

For her, it's a serious game, but for me, it's like practicing.

I waved my sword in full pleasure with her.

She made me set her up, tried to get a counter, tried everything wrong to win, but she didn't get one from me.

In order not to become a practice if I overwhelmingly won, I attacked and definitely took one only if there was a certain gap.

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My victory ended my tenth.

"Hah... hah... hah... thank you..."

I am not disturbed by her breathing on my shoulders. Naturally, the amount of exercise is a bit different.

I manipulated (controlled) Iona's movements at my own convenience and barely moved.

"I won. Or should we continue?

"No doubt it's my complete defeat."

She breathed back and said so.

Sometimes I have strength, and I think I understand the difference.

Exactly. Sometimes only knights are clean.

"For the record, you're not weak. Don't worry, I'm just too strong."

It's not comfort or anything, it's a fact.

I was basically alone hunting dangerous monsters like a bunch of people (parties).

Of course, it's not just about my own strength, but also about the equipment (enchant) and powerful brave secret tricks (brave arts) that I got by diving into the labyrinth (dungeon), but I think that setting up such an environment is also within my strength.

Rabbits and horns, my strength is out of standard.

It seems arrogant, but comparing it to me is a mistake in itself.

At least it's not as powerful as taking backs from the swordsmen and monsters around here.

You can say that you've just been chosen as a candidate for my child.

"The rudeness of the other day... Thank you very much. What should I really apologize for...."

Until now, I turned a blind eye to apologize with respect.

"Never mind. I don't care."

That's all I said to finish this story.

"I sweated. I'll sweat and meet you in the bedroom."

"I understand."

Nod honestly.

"I'll make you cute."

When I said so, she dyed her cheeks red.

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So after sweating, I went to bed with the beautiful knight.

Instead of two, I sat on the edge of a large sleeping platform (bed) where I could sleep more than four people and waited for Iona.

Sometimes it is the first time, and she will wash herself carefully.

With that in mind, she finally shows up.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Dear User Rush,"

Untie her tied hair and dye her cheeks slightly red. She is quite different from my first impression.

"Charles, it's all right. My name seems to be long."

"Yes, I'll call you that, Charles."

Iona, who answered, was wrapped in the clothes provided here.

In order to help me get sexually excited, this sleeping room is stocked with evening clothes and underwear for women in a variety of overall provocative designs (designs).

All nightwear is see-through, so you can see the whole underwear essentially where you choose it.

I can wear whatever I like, but I wanted to see the sensitivity of Iona, so I left it to you.

That's why Iona is wearing a white see-through long slip dress.

Though I can see the whole underwear, I wonder if I would resist wearing a long one at least.

The underwear is a white lace bra and shorts.

I like the feminine design with laces and ribbons in contrast to the dazzling impression.

I wonder if it's what they call "invisible fashion".

Although the design is adult tight, the shorts can be easily removed with strings.

"You've chosen to be bold for Iona."

I just met him today, but I didn't think so. There are too many images and gaps.

"I heard that the maid in charge likes these underwear.... Was it a mistake?

"You're wearing it for me, aren't you? It looks good on you."

"Thank you for your compliments."

Even though you seem shy, you're approaching me without hiding it with your hands.

I'm ready to be embraced.

I'm a wrestler, thank you very much.

Kneel in front of me and hang your head with three fingers.

Unlike before the game, it looks pretty funny.

"Don't be so afraid. I don't like being tough."

"No, I want to thank you.

All the men I've ever seen were men who looked down on me just because they were inferior to me as a woman. "

"Ah, well done."

I am the youngest brother of the royal family, but my mother never wanted a throne of power enough to give me. Also, my other brothers and I were old, and there was no way they could put me on their teeth, and the probability that I could inherit the throne was infinitely close to zero, so I didn't feel lucky to be neglected while being underestimated.

I grew up without that kind of power, and I don't have the idea that I'm a brave man's blood, that I'm a great man, or that women should obey men. The good, the old, the young, the men and the women, to say the least, have nothing to do with the race.

"But you weren't like those guys. He grasped my sword faithfully and broke my heart beyond doubt."

She's much more powerless than a man. Perhaps this is the first time I've met a man who stands up better than I do.

Listen to her while thinking about that.

"I thought I could put myself at the mercy of this man."

"I don't feel bad about being told that, but it just sounds like you've been recognized for power."

"No, as you said, the sword is a mirror that reflects you."

So once separated, she went on.

"If you just wanted to show me your strength, you could have easily hurt me with your rude attitude. You just didn't do it, or there was even a verse that taught me how to practice. Not only are you powerful, but you also have a fine heart."

"I'm not such a good person, I am. But I'm pretty sure you don't have a hobby to cheat on women."

I think that it is interesting because I can't see the results of the battle. It is my theory that imitating the difference in strength is an act that should be rejected.

Nothing but a reminder of a promised victory.

I am aware that it is a habit that is not good for me, but it is the battle of life and death that is interesting, and it is because I am conscious of death that I can experience my life on the contrary.

I got caught up in that tension (thrill) and trampled several dangerous labyrinths (dungeons).

When you are conscious of death and stimulated by your instinct to survive, you want a woman in chaos to leave your seed behind.

After trampling through the Labyrinth (Dungeon), she held many women.

With that in mind, swelling and desire brought about a sickle head.

I saw Iona.

I just thought I'd hold this beautiful knight as much as I liked from now on.

"Um... I've never been with you before... what should I do?

While saying such a thing, he peeks into my face.

It's only natural that Iona is a virgin.

That's a sine qua non for giving birth to my child.

The general conditions are that "being a virgin" and "having some superior ability, whether with a sword or magic" can become the mother of the heroic candidate.

The former is shunned in the blood of brave men who value their lineage because of the myth that "even if they are immature, a child born without a virgin will be influenced by the child of the man who first accepted it".

That's why I'm going to plant all the virgins.

Exceptionally, "a person who once had no physical relationship with another man after I dispersed a virgin" would also be eligible.

However, I don't want to examine the subsequent physical relationships, and I don't remember so much about scattering virgins of highly capable women, so I think this is a condition that I can ignore.

"Why don't you sit down here first?"

I said while slapping my knees with my hands.

My theory is that it is most efficient to reduce the distance between the mind and the body.

That's why I sat with my legs open on my lap, and the smell of soap from Iona's hair tickled my nose.

"Iona smells good."

That's how I inhale a nice fragrance of soap drifting from my hair into my chest.

"Please don't sniff so much... I'm going to die embarrassed....."

While saying that, my ears became bright red.

Mmm, that's cute.

"Does that bother you? That smells good.

Answer that and start stroking your slippery belly slowly.

I've just finished bathing, so my body is still warm.

"Ah... nh... it tickles a little..."

"You don't like it?

"No... that's not true... but why are you hungry...?

"It's an important belly that will give birth to my child. I can't help it."

It's not a lie, but it's also a virgin, and it's the best reason that there's less mental resistance than sudden touching of the chest and area.

This hand will gradually move up and down as the opportunity arises.

Besides, it's also effective to call the other person by name as much as possible.

Care should be taken here that the method must be somewhat favourable to the other person.

I have no mistakes because I have a sharp conjecture around here, but if I misidentify it, it will be a big deal.

That's why I try to call you by name.

"I'm the only one who knows that Iona is such a cute woman. Don't feel superior."

"I can't believe you're so cute... but I can't believe you're crossing over me... ……

"I'm going to do something even more embarrassing. If you say that now, you won't get to the end, will you?

Answer as you stroke your stomach without rest.

"Ah... nh..."

This should be enough excitement for beginner Iona.

"Let's start by knowing each other. I'll answer as many questions as I can."

"Nh... So, are you sure?

Ah.

"Even though you're still young, I think you've been taught that swordsmanship by a fairly famous teacher, but who is it?

"No, there's no such thing. It's classy."

"......! Are you... fluent!? That sword!

Iona can't hide her surprise while confused by being touched.

"Didn't you think it was, to put it bluntly and, to put it badly, a chaotic move?

"It was certainly... the hardest confrontation I've ever had."

I think the basics of the fight is how they hate it.

It is perfectly natural that she should be disgusted with my movements, as she would be accustomed to the legitimate game format of the creed.

Well, they thought it was cowardly to go too far, so it was quite a decrease.

In battle, you can gain an advantage by simply breaking your posture for a moment. Kicking and rolling is a trick, but I didn't do such a thing with them.

You've behaved quite well with her for me.

"The youngest brother of the royal family sounds good, but I'm not involved in power at all. My mother taught me how to read and write, and I didn't get any special education."

Satisfied enough to be given me, my mother's policy was not to let me get caught up in a power struggle, and all she got was poor housing and minimal support.

It's not like the Father King had a special crush on us. Rather, he may be said to be a fair and impartial person.

"... so how do you train?

We were slashing each other with monsters, stripping away the material from the monsters we defeated and adding to our lives.

"... the royal family lives like that!? With all due respect... my family seems to be wealthier when I get a formal education..."

"If you're wearing the art of living properly, I don't mind any technique. It was just an occasional demon extermination for me."

I didn't have much time to think about it, but lately I was able to think that my mother, who realized that she couldn't live very long, had made me independent as soon as possible.

I don't know what to say to Iona, who can use it on the royal family.

Continue with the precondition.

"Royal work is not the only good work. A blacksmith or a baker, from my point of view, is an honorable job."

While telling such a serious story, my hands are stroking Iona's stomach without rest.

"Nhh....! My ears hurt... I'll keep it in mind....."

"Things have basics. It's certainly good practice in the arena."

"... yes"

"Let me tell you, you'd better train with a more appropriate monster than swinging a sword in the arena."

"... why is that?

"Humans are idiots, so I can't remember until I see pain. You're not gonna edge me in practice, are you?

"... yes, that's for sure."

Unlike the lesson promised for safety, monsters don't take it easy.

If you can't win, or if you can't escape, there's only death.

Enemies are always unspecified and need to determine if they can win with their own strength.

In this way, my judgment was considerably enhanced by many years of monster hunting.

"If my life is at stake, I have to improve. That's how you get stronger and stronger when you die."

I think that the only thing a powerless man can do better than another creature is think and devise.

It is thanks to the wisdom we have cultivated to this day that humans have been able to maintain territory for a short time.

"Even so, the Shura Hall is still lurking. If you die once or twice, your outlook on life and death will change, and you'll see things you've never seen before. That confirms my strength."

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Iona is silently listening to me.

"That's why I don't have a teacher. Strongly speaking, a father who taught me the basics lightly when I was young."

My late mother was smiling gently at both of us. It's an irreplaceable memory of my childhood.

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"Are you disappointed?

"No.... I was convinced by what I just said... Your sword is so strong because it was forged in action....."

"It's not that big a deal."

"... no, I understood very well that I was no match for the sword I only knew in practice and games."

Iona's face is clear and she has no remorse for losing to me.

"... besides, you didn't use the brave art (Brave Arts) that you have behind you..."

"Normally, it's not a technique used against humans."

Brave Arts is very powerful and can even overturn a desperate war situation.

I'm sorry about Iona, but I didn't feel the need to use it as she said.

Even when diving alone in the labyrinth (dungeon), Brave Arts, a truly mysterious technique with limited use, has not been used so many times.

Brave Arts has a guide, but no one else has taught it. I borrowed it and remembered it myself.

My dead brothers must have mastered a few by now, but I should have been the best at the number I learned.

Unlike my brothers who had to finish royal studies, I naturally did everything I could to hone my strength with all the time I could.

Since I am not a ruling vessel, I believe that the next king of my father, the current king, should be one of the boys of his brothers.

As early as a few years ago, the king's father is not yet old enough. There will be no problem.

"Brave Arts is a secret technique that can be remembered only if the technical conditions are met. For convenience, the brave blood family calls it Blade Arts."

"Yes...."

"The blade arts can be mastered by training, so if Iona wants to mastery it, she definitely wants to learn it."

Revert the thoughts slightly derailed and tell Iona that.

Brave Arts includes Blood Limited Arts, which can only be used by Brave's blood clan, and Blade Arts, which can be used depending on training if you have some talent.

Iona's talent is good enough for me. Blade Arts would teach her.

"Really!?

Only the knights entrusted with defense are greedy for strength. It's eating up with excitement.

Ah.

"But are you sure?

Iona wonders if it would be a secret to decide so easily on the spot.

"It's not like I can't get out, and it doesn't matter if I tell you or not. Not to mention that Iona is the mother of a brave candidate. Instead, I want you to remember."

"In that case, Professor, thank you very much."

I bowed my head to discipline.

"Well, I'd like to finish before I get too hungry. If there's nothing wrong with Iona's body, we can start tomorrow."

I looked at my narrow hips and said.

If I wore that thin waist, I wouldn't be able to master Brave Arts.

After a long conversation, I think Iona's tension has been relieved a lot.

It's about time.

Well, that's all I'm going to talk about, and I'm going to do my part.

"Ah...!

That's how I hugged Iona's gorgeous shoulders.