Kuishinbo Elf

It's a little off Filimisia Central Park, but there was still a feast here. It's a small feast that's being done under the potato base being repaired. The faces gathered there are also full of variations.

"Oops, here we go. El, this way."

"Oh, you kept me waiting, Danan"

There was a group of naughty bass crews, starting with Danan, and golems, starting with the single numbers.

There are also Beast Squads and Greonome. Naturally, many hunting bears are also tongue-in-cheek at Dr. Peach's fruit in thoughtful places.

"Wow!"

"Fuki-yun, is that delicious? Tong Pei. Don't hesitate, eat."

Flattening Dr. Peach with obsession. Pee. He also worked very hard in this hard fight. The white fur I'm proud of is also coaled because of it.

I'll take good care of you when I have time. Let's do that.

There is an infinite array of Freibex meat stabbed in the skewer around the occasional burning fire that makes a sound with the patsy, roasting and scorching its body as it sounds juggly and seductive.

Or is it burning?

"Is that it? What about Mr. Durink?

I asked for the location of Mr. Durise, the great white elf sage who was supposed to be here, while I took care of the crumbs and skewers.

"Oh, he's gonna go behave like a [friend], and he's out on his own."

It was my muscle brother, Mr. Burgess, who answered my query. I'm pinching the miso marinade of my chicken sauce and drinking up the shrimp crack of shochu with gubi gubbi. Pretty fast pitch but ok...... I'm worried.

Nevertheless, it is this me who taught him what to hide this combination. He asked me if I had a pinch of liquor that was as hard to fatten as possible, so I told him how easy it was for me to cook and how much liquor would go with it.

However, Brother Burgess was a perverted poor cook.

However, when they say that they just boil the sausage in hot water and soak it in miso, they cause the strange current situation that the sausage explodes as soon as the sausage is placed in boiling water.

Further, when soaked in miso, it caused a chemical reaction for some reason, causing the miso to become chocolate. He must already be fascinated by evil gods.

I had no choice but to make it up to Brother Burgess. Everyone thought about picking muko and made more, but less than the other half. Seemed quite popular.

"Friends...... well. Then you'll be back in time."

Burgess, I'm alone in my brother's answer. I felt her expression loose in Mr. Durise's behavior, which is clever but clumsy.

There were other people besides ghosts who thought of you. Alan...... good for you.

"Well, he's as clumsy as ever. But now we can prove we can fight ghosts, too. I can't be happier."

Grandpa Bach was quietly weeping over a tiny glass of age-old red wine.

Knowing how they've been so far, I knew what those tears meant. Indirectly, but I was able to reward their revenge with one arrow, there's no way I'm not happy.

"But we're going to. Our opponent is still alive. And that power is even greater than it was when we destroyed our country."

Mr. Ragal talks about the threat of a tiger bear child with a serious look in one hand of orange juice. Apparently he is Shimodo and can't drink alcohol.

Instead, his appetite is twice as high as that of a man, and before him an empty plate piles up like a tower. Apparently, I haven't eaten enough yet, so I'm taking the extra dish out of Free Space.

I made a lot of simple dishes for this day and stocked them in Free Space. Behold, my "free space" is full of beauty.

Through years of training, my "free space" evolved as a display shelf so that I could see where and what was there at a glance.

"Whoa!? Princess, what is that? It's a beautiful free space."

"Plump cum. Born of years of drilling, I'm proud of my" free space. "

Unfortunately, when he handed Mr. Lagal something with curry loo hanging on his fries, he quickly carried the dish to his mouth using a fork.

Curry Lou reduces spiciness, so good spiciness stimulates appetite. That's where I stab a stop with potatoes that give my stomach a fullness.

This would satisfy Mr. Lagal as well. He's a white elf. He can't eat infinitely unlike me. Eight cents is just fine.

"Replacement"

"Fuki-yun! Fast, have you eaten already?!?"

Oh my God, Mr. Lagal was the white elf version, Liot......? This will kill all the cooks I've stocked! But you can't pull it here!

Driven by the mysterious struggle, I hand Mr. Lagal one dish after another. I feel like an employee who puts wacko soba in an empty bowl.

"Keep Ragal around here. Well... Ertina, come here."

Hip down next to Mr. Greonome, who turned into a person. The content of his story is still about the [martyrs].

Eventually, the content shifted to my mother's. My big ear stood right on this keyword.

Are you concerned about the content of this story, or did not the White Elves' sages' ears stand up a little too? No matter how old you get, they can't contain these sudden reactions.

"That's my mother... that is, my raised parent is Etil, queen of white elves. I once united the kingdom of Langsten."

Haven't the wise men of the white elves sprayed the beverage they were drinking into this answer? I'm not kidding.

"Ho ho! Oh, my God, is that you, Master Greonome?"

Grandpa Bach manages to squeeze out the words as he swallows them up. There was also a glitter coming out of my nose. So I give my handkerchief to Grandpa Bach.

Well, if you're a grandfather already.

"However, I was very surprised when my mother told me the story. When you raised me, you left the kingdom of Langsten and the queen of the land of white elves."

Master Greonome remembers the old days as he stroked his fine chin mustache. Made a very soft look. It will definitely be an important memory.

Attempts to gain a mother's memory during a link of memory with her brother did not materialize.

It's been regulated that you can't give me information. I was convinced that it was meant to be reached on my own, and I never stepped in any further.

"Fukiyun, is my mother Etil... Etil?

"Now, now my father, Lord Yash, descended from the man who had once sworn allegiance to Etil and made the Medal of War. I accepted the [Etil] surname when I put up the medal, and I've passed it on pulsatingly to this day."

"Does Papan know about that?

"No, you don't. I hear that the Etil family was subsequently stripped of their status and expelled from the Kingdom of Langsten after losing a dispute with their political enemies. After that, Lord Yash returned to the kingdom of Langsten, single, with a martial arts medal to build his current position."

I was stunned by Mr. Greonome's amount of information. How knowledgeable you are, even though you are a giant bear.

If you listen to me, they're getting this information from the rats that are releasing it into town. This method seems quite usable. I seriously thought about organizing a [mouse covert squad], too.

Well, as we work out a plan for this carefully later, let's just say I ask Master Greonome another concern now.

"By the way, what's my mother like?"

"I see... your appearance is very similar to that. The meat is pretty good."

"Meaty... I mean, is it Boyne Boyne"

"Hmm, I wouldn't mind that perception"

I'm going to fight for Master Greonome's answer. I mean, because when I grow up, I could be your Boeing Boeing sister.

Tits are fine because they indulge in other people's things, and even if they are attached to you, it doesn't make any sense at all. Fall into just heavy fat.

I can only hope for my father's genes here. Please don't let your milk and ass grow.

"You were calm and discreet in character. He was full of enveloping affection."

"Fuki-yun, it is"

"Oh, that's it. [Fukiyun] was my mother's cliché."

"Fuki-yun!? I mean, Fuki-yun was hereditary...!?"

The facts of the shock become apparent one after the other. My heirloom's treasure knife [Fukiyun] was inherited from my mother. I mean, I don't need anything else.

"And then it was... it was amazing to piss me off."

"You weren't?

"Uhm, rather than horrible, the word danger applies"

"Wow..."

After all, didn't the peaches in me break through the atmosphere when my mother threw them at me?

Glamorous Beauty's "Whatever!" A giant peach breaks through the atmosphere with a hanging voice. If I imagined it, it would be a terrific sight and I would accidentally have white eye cramps. What are you gonna do, this?

"So now Lady Etil isn't here?

Master Greonome cast a shadow on Brother Burgess's inquiry. Muscle brother in a hurry when he stepped on a mine to that appearance.

"My mother used secrets to take many ghosts on the road after she awoke to a peach user and disappeared from this world"

"I mean, it's not in this world anymore"

"Well, he's gone somewhere I can't see him anymore, even if I miss him."

Master Greonome stared at the flames of the burning fire with a deep sigh. And now you're staring at my face. But that expression has turned into something gentle.

"But the appearance of Ertina allowed us to find light in the wishes that we thought would not be fulfilled. Because she doesn't have a lifespan."

That said, Master Greonome takes a sip of the honey liquor in his hand. Hmm, he sighed and stroked my head with those big hands.

"Ertina is my hope. My mission, which no longer makes sense, has been made meaningful again by your appearance."

"Dear Greonome..."

He is [the martyr of the earth]. In other words, one day I will be eaten by the law. But I say no.

"Phew, phew, my mother said the same thing. After all, he's a parent and a child."

"Fukiyun"

"Don't worry about me, there will come a time when the living will perish." If that's the time, I'll just give it back to my soul. "

And he said that he wasn't going to die yet. When I heard that, I relieved myself of the tension.

"Yes, I have more problems with Greonome dying."

"Think about using the old man when you come back."

I feel the flutter and the air shake, and the wise man of Reiki White Elf shows up across the space. It is the return of Durise the Great Sage.

"Have you done with your condolences?

"Yes, thank you for your concern, Ertina"

He said his condolences were done without hiding them. It would be a testament to the tidiness of your heart.

Mr. Durise's return has moved him from a difficult story to a martial arts tradition, where he has also presented a look at the feast.

But Danan's warrior tradition is dismissed. Whatever you ask, it just sounds like you're screwing Lara.

He is currently being forced to use knee pillows on Lara. It's easy to peek at what's already laid on your ass.

But this is also Lara's ruse. I guess it also makes sense of restraint against those who admire each other.

But there won't be any more women after Danan now. Though they say they are recognised as a class approved couple.

"Gigi......"

Ahhh!? Mysterious jealousy aura from cuut!? What the hell is this all about?

The little feast was wrapped in the flames of jealousy of a single fox beast girl, about to enter an extremely dangerous realm.