Homncrus is NOT ROM - What Homncrus Has Returned Less Being In Another World - (WEB Version)

Why am I looking at you like this?!

I screamed over and over in my heart.

The moment I tried to poke a blade at Almeria, that woman man was holding me back, beating me up and losing consciousness, and when I realized it, she was thrown into a stone room like a cabin.

"Mesa Mashitaka?"

I was surrounded by masked men speaking Catacotto ifestio.

"Xamani, Mayreishitail, Daleda?

The man speaking close to his face asked, breathing like a rotten fish.

To analyze the situation, it was incredible, but the thief left Iscarios and took me and brought me here.

There is no such thing as that woman man or red-haired monkey or his mistress.

Is he one of their men?

"Cotaero!!

I persevere,

"If a monkey understands humanities, listen to me.

Don't breathe the stink. "

I let it go.

I couldn't see the monkey's face because he was wearing a mask, but what was pulling was glancing at me like I could see.

Zamami.

Don't underestimate the courage of Lexie von Rollingen, who inherited the lineage of the noble Rollingen family.

Dokah!

"Gohoo!"

The dull pain ran along with the shock like a pile had been struck in my stomach.

The monkey kicked it up.

"Ko...... you disrespectful!!

endure the pain and I scream.

When they heard my screams, the monkeys jumped with a cackle and a tall laugh.

The inferior and savage Sowen monkeys...

But no matter how strong the words were made to the savage monkeys, all they did was stir up an addiction.

The monkeys kept beating me up.

The taste spread like licking iron in my mouth, and my whole body hurts like it's gonna be mutilated.

This is the first time I have been subjected to relentless violence.

It's humiliating and I can't help but get my head hot.

"Mayreishitail, daleda?

I repeat, that's what they ask.

But I never answer.

There's no way I can answer that.

They don't get it.

There are two deaths for those who inherit noble lineage.

One is when you lose your life as a creature.

The other is when you lose your hold as a noble man.

And I choose to defend myself as noble rather than living as a creature.

Whether they hurt me or offend me, I never give in to vulgar monkeys.

These monkeys can't even notice if they took my life.

We couldn't take anything important away from ourselves. Even being a manuke.

"Ouch. Only that gut is a big deal."

The door opened and it was that red-haired monkey who showed up with the lantern.

Jen royally stood before me with a nasty grin, revealing his sculpted upper body.

"If you're my sister, you'll be all gelded up crying.

I knew it was just my sister. Is she patient? "

"Don't be with Almeria.

I don't know where that horse bone is. With my little bitch daughter. "

I can't help but look at Almeria when I hear her name.

Originally, because he stepped on the dodge, he gave both thieves a gap.

After all, he just gets in the way of my life.

Always... always.

"Hung. It's good to be a noble born woman after all.

It is only because there is room for saturation that the immediate bait does not catch.

Give me the pleasure of breaking fat pride like that. "

That's what I said. The man put his pants down and got naked.

"You guys, hold him down"

The monkeys responded quickly to his orders and held my hands and feet back.

I see, if you know you can't give in to pain, do you switch to that way?

All I can think of is what people don't like when it comes to an imbecile monkey.

Then I'll harass you to the fullest.

"What? Can you even clean your ears with that crude thing?

"Damn......!?

The red-haired monkey is finishing his breath with the huffle after making his face snap.

Oh, it's a heartfelt thought.

Boss, you seem confident in your stuff just for monkeys, but how many guys do you think I've been holding you?

Something that bowel stuffing on the table still attracts more interest.

When I laughed with my nose, the boss monkey turned his face bright red and covered me.

"You can shake your back miserably.

I'm tired, so I'll let you sleep.

Wake me up when you're done. "

"Temee......"

I'm still staring at you like I'm going to kill you.

If you let him eat a word of humiliation after this is over, he'll let the passion kill me.

Yeah...... but it's still humiliating to get your body defiled by a monkey like this at the end.

At any rate at the end of the day, I wish I could have taken my breath away in the arms of a beautiful hall, like the end of a secular tragedy.

I closed my eyelids, pulled out my whole body, and prepared my mind to accept the ape's passion -

It was then.

Bang! and the door opened with a noise.

When I opened my eyes in surprise, a person stood behind the redhead monkey.

Floating in the lantern light was a slutty standing young man in a sophisticated aristocratic costume.

He kicked the surprised monkeys down to dance, threw them in pieces, and finally slapped the defenseless redhead monkeys off his face on the floor.

I saw his face when I put up my dripping dark hair in front of his face.

The large, double-eyed or tall, tidy nose beams of the truncated length are carefully aligned on a fine, bloody surface.

This breathtaking hall is so beautiful that the statue of an angel, dubbed the supreme delicacy of a court artist, escapes barefoot.

"I'm done with nightmares.

Places dirty with blood and mud don't look like you.

Now, take my hand. "

He has knelt down and offered that hand to me.

To beautiful work and shaping like a work of art, I offered a peeled hand of nails so that it could be sucked in.

After I got out of the dungeon, I boarded his prepared carriage.

After a short run, it was the mansion of the Count Millstein family in the Imperial City that we reached.

Count Millstein's house... a prestigious nobleman who has no faculty but rules Lyzerbesse.

Is he one who has ties to the Count Millstein family?

"Um... what's your name?

He smiles quietly and spins words from his cool mouth.

"Faldine von Milstein.

I am the uncharted brother of our current lord, Baildeen.

It's late, but it's an honor to meet you.

Dear Lexie von Rollingen, "

So he smiled gracefully.

I groaned in my heart how beautiful it was.

Not the humble grin that servants and mistresses float to get in my mood.

A smile as light as a bird's feather and as warm as a fireplace on a winter's day.

My heart felt wet moisturizing that it was directed at me.

Its moisture made me feel the pain of the flesh swelling away softly, but another different fever was running deep into my body.