Magic Gems Gourmet

The sight I saw ahead of me was one I had never seen before today.

A dungeon in the deepest part of the basement with moist air. At first glance it doesn't even look like a cave, but instead the walls blocking the barn and the outside are not iron plaid.

- - Glass. But special made not visible from the inside out.

Finally, something to confirm the interracial trapped in the cell from the outside.

When this happens, should it be called breeding?

Ain't seen an inhumane sight to narrow his eyes to the evil to spit on.

I am irritated by negative emotions that erode my mind.

(But no one's as good as the kids just now)

If you believe the researcher's words.

Maybe it's a situation because purification magic hasn't been administered yet.

Or - not even while it's been administered.

'... ahhh...'

From time to time, my heart didn't stop feeling pain in the weak voice I heard.

... Well, Ain was down the duct exploring.

The only reason I could do that was because I don't have a watch. From outside this compartment, however, there are signs of people, and I can assume that they rarely take their feet except when administering purification magic.

It is important to know what to do after this.

Ein was going to help the interracial race to which purification magic was administered before escaping.

What bothers me is how to explore the victim.

This is because questions mark will remain as to whether you can afford to explore swallow.

When I choose force moves, I fear that if interracial lives are taken as part of the evidence obliteration -

After all, it depends on the hand.

I just decided I should see all the interracial people being caught.

A strangely prominent room behind the compartment.

Instead of glass doors, if I were to give an example, I would be blinded by the wooden doors in the luxury inn.

Could be a lookout or a researcher's room.

Lost quote, Ein advanced to the room.

When I put my hand on the door, only one person showed signs from inside the room.

The signs are weak and things are not right.

When I put my hand on the door knob because I thought it was too late after something happened, it opened lightly.

"This is it."

Inside the room are a number of dishes arranged like a noble office. Behind the room, on a large desk, was a tablet engraved with glowing letters, placed.

"Oh, my God, here."

Go nearby and read the letters.

What was written was information about the interracial race that was being held.

In addition, the results of purification magic administration are also noted.

To where I was looking through.

"Eh... you are... not like him..."

And the wall side Ain't seen. The inflexible interracial race, who was just as restrained as the interracial race that was hanging there in another room, found Ain, kicked, and said with strong eyes.

Wounds like being munched all over her body.

The race is probably a half of something with Ketsey.

"... that some nobleman was there to play?

"I'm not noble, and I'm not here to see you"

"Then what? He ordered me to come and see how I am."

"I don't know who he is, but none of it."

Responding briefly, Ain approached the man and put his hand on his chest.

"Yeah, in the end -"

"I'll be down in a minute, wait."

After all, an example magic power existed in his demonic stone as well.

Remove the chains immediately after erasing them.

"Can you move?"

"... who are you?"

"It's Prince Ishtarika's king. I'm here to help out with the interracial people."

The man was taken aback and forgot the pain that was running all over his body. I wonder what you're going to say, Prince of the Great Powers, the person who suddenly showed up? Half a laugh to tell the joke off too.

But that's not important.

I'm here to help, this word stuck in my heart above all else.

Nature and floating tears convey cheeks, trembling at the fact that it helps.

A big man who was proud of his inflexible body cries like a toddler.

"If this is the post-mortem world, it's superior."

"Even reality. Have you lost your mind?"

The thread of tension must have been cut in relief.

The man lies on the floor and repeatedly breathes calmly.

Ain held him up and put him to sleep on the couch nearby.

I want to read the tablet letters before I leave here. If I wanted to take it anyway, I would go to my desk, but somehow I didn't have the letters that were floating on the tablet.

"Yeah... why not?"

I didn't know the translation, and I was taken aback.

Speaking of what I've done since I've been in this room, I've let a man go.

I wondered if there was a clue, and I went back to the side of the chain.

- Hmm?

When I touched the left and right chains, the tablet lit up on my desk.

I mean, that tablet is a demonic prop.

It's a very bad hobby mechanism, and they glow when they're holding someone captive.

"Maybe he's a broken personality."

I want to read the tablet, but it's not fair to hang a man again.

Then you just have to hang yourself. Because I can do something about it myself.

When Ain produced the roots of the tree, he moved it cleverly to lift the chain and bracketed it around his arms. Then soon the tablet glows on the desk.

I don't know how to peek in on my desk from here......

Without thinking about the details, he also created the roots of the trees, lifted the tablets, and floated them before his own eyes.

"... I see"

It contains some interesting information inside.

I breathed relief that I was glad I didn't have to miss it.

I'm going to carry it outside, but in case that stops working, I'd like to have a little eye through it right now.

After a few minutes, I decided to carry it outside.

Gigi...... and the door opened with a twitch up.

It was the skinny man who showed up.

The outfit is a luxury that we often see in this Birdland, and it showed up with a whip on his hips. The man smiles uncomfortably when he sees Ain't No or Nitta, then heads under Hanging Ain himself.

Then, before you utter the word.

The dry noise made a wooden spirit all over the room.

A muscle on Ain's cheek, a mark from a whip.

"Hey, who are you?

"Surprised. I've never seen anybody beat me with a whip before."

"Really? Then you should get used to it now."

The man waved a whip as he answered.

On Ain's face, on his torso.

And all the way to your thighs, aim all over your body.

Once again, with every beating again, the man is immersed in joy, uplifting his cheeks, trembling his body into small pieces.

Loosen cheeks for the sweetness that you can't hide.

"It's weird! I don't remember stumbling on you... ugh! Why is he sleeping on the couch? My couch's gonna get dirty!

"Well, that's because I put him to sleep."

"Heh... heh! Then who are you!?

"It's Prince Wang, from a distant country."

Are you out of your mind? Oh, I guess that's why you're here. Shh! Isn't that why the Fellows brought you here? And I hung him! Isn't that right!?

The man slaps Ain's body with a whip without adding or subtracting anything. but it was strange. I wonder why this guy is flat and doesn't give him any weak sound.

As a matter of fact, the whip is a demon prop.

They have more pain progressing tricks than scratching.

But I can't wait for Ain't to hurt a little, and it irritates me at the same time.

"The researcher who put me to bed on the couch needs a sermon later! I'll hang you anyway!

"Do as you please. So, I'm wondering who I am."

"Don't you know me? Then we need punishment." You'd already be waving the whip "...... ha. You pretend to be calm in front of an interrogator named me, but you need to understand how guilty that is!

"Oh, you're the interrogator the warrior was talking about."

"A warrior?... I don't know well, but I don't need to think or understand anything! Because you're..."

I'm sure this interrogator was a doer and liked a bunch of interracials for his proud abusive hobbies......

His physical freedom is accidental.

It was taken without touching before and without time to resist.

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When Ain realizes how it is, she decides to give her a sermon.

I need a sermon for using the power of enchantment without permission.

"Huh, good whip."

"WHAT... WHERE ARE YOU FROM... ugh!? Me, my body... ugh!?

Soon, the beautiful woman who was behind Ain, who was hanging.

She was glancing at Ain's face from his shoulder mouth, trying to hold him from his back and turning a sharp grin to the interrogator.

"What a rare whip of a demonic prop. Can you show me how strong you are, too?

"Mi, show...?

"Yeah, yeah. Let me beat even my own thighs. Look, come on."

"I'm supposed to do something stupid like that - ugh!? Ouch... Ouch... ah..."

There's nothing I can say that's too embarrassing.

The interrogator is lightly, just one blow and he loses his mind.

It's very different from the Inhumans who behaved like them.

"Stupid guy"

"I think so too."

"I don't know what you're mistaken for, but you're the one who said I was stupid."

"Huh."

"Because it's not. You don't have to bother getting slapped."

"It doesn't hurt anything. Be okay."

"Well, then it's just that I didn't like it"

She says that Shannon walks in front of Ain.

Shake your proud redhead, fold your body in a letter in front of him and look up, tilting your little neck here.

"............... why are you tied up? Hobbies?"

"Did this look like a hobby to you?

"Don't be shy. Because even if you have a hobby that people can't tell you, I'll accept it."

"No, you're wrong about everything, so don't accept that."

"You can't get along."

They're hanging instead, Ain't swallowed these words. If I make a joke that doesn't get stuck here, I don't know what I can see with my eyes.

"I have an idea, too. And then you came out, and then you helped me, and it would help."

"What do you do when you're done helping with that?

"I think I'll unchain and go outside."

I answered as though it were natural.

"I can stay that way for a little while, though? If that's how you're chained, whatever I do, I'm going to be forgiven."

"If you're about to get something done, it's not a rush to pull a thousand pieces and run away, either."

"You're lying. Ein is here because he has a purpose."

Well, you'll find out.

Not particularly shocked by Shannon's nursing, Ein returned "sort of." There's no point in chains like this than the original, or I'm confident I can pull a thousand pieces, no matter how strong the chains are.

"Please."

With Shannon, we can see the interracial people in this section.

In addition, it is possible to finish reading the tablet.

"Would it be a reward if I helped?

"Go somewhere soon -"

"Derme. That's not a thank you I said before. Something else would be nice."

"I'm neglecting that kind of thing. I'm sorry, but it would help if Shannon told me what he wanted."

"Hmm...... am I glad I asked?

She walked in a luscious foothold in front of Ain without losing her luster and elegance, even in a jaw-dropping dungeon. to him with his arms chained together. When he drips, he puts his hand on one cheek and pushes the finger of the other hand against his lips.

Shoot him through with your feverish eyes.

Eventually, demands are made from the colourful lips.