Master’s Smile

"Phew...!

A woman who cuts off an approaching stone crush at a tremendous rate, with a demon sword Hasselblad.

The brown-skinned woman in the maid's clothes called Chevalt.

By waving his sword, he loses sight of the person he's been throwing at.

"Hahhhh!

But the person looked like an idiot and ambushed me with a loud voice on purpose.

Her fists clash to the ground as she does not fly from a woman in a red dress falling from above.

Then, with the crushing noise, the ground crack occurs, telling the story of the power of its fists.

"... you're as stupid as ever. Are all your idiots stupid?

"Pfft... praise doesn't get you anything, does it?

"I'm not complimenting you."

It was Van Peel with a doozy angry grin.

Again, members of the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla) clashed with each other.

The aftermath is so great that even many demons who should be losing their sanity by being amplified with negative emotions do not come near them.

"I was just about to pioneer about how stupid you are. That would be the same for the master again. As slaves of the Master, I will eliminate you who stand in the way of the Lord"

Schwartz strokes the glowing circle wrapped around his neck happily and sets up the Devil's Sword.

Van Peel reacted pickly to the word.

"... yes, I've been thinking about it. Why don't you enslave a lowlife like you and enslave me..."

Because the master does not ask for slavery.

Especially if a member of the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla), who cares as much as his daughter, asks him to do that, he will be graduated.

But your idiot reached a diagonal answer.

"Master, I'm the only slave left. So take off that collar and give it to me."

You don't turn to me because I have you.

It was a Menhela superior thought.

"What? I won't give it to you if you kill me"

Either way, Schwartz said yes, or he couldn't have given it to you.

This is an important thing that I finally got my master to put on this and the obfuscation that he didn't allow me to do, even if he did it again and again.

Her anger will be magic and colors fiercely the upcoming battle.

"Ha!!

With the hanging of Van Peel's temper, the families created from her turn.

That number is small, but each has a mighty power.

But something made of magic doesn't work for Chevalt.

Thanks to the power of the Devil's Sword Hasselblad, they were truncated and the magic dispersed.

"Or you will be the Lord and true ancestor of the Vampire Realm. Though master, can't you admit to fu as a slave under one?

"You just have to say I want to!!

"Totally... I used to say the opposite..."

Schwart sighs knowing the old vampires, albeit slightly.

There's no way she could have gotten under someone then, and I wish she'd become a slave herself.

Instead, it was once Van Peel who fueled others to reign at the apex......

She's been affected a lot by the master, and this is how it happened.

It is an individual matter of how to determine whether this has fallen or become foolish, or whether it has gotten better.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Give your neck to the master. That would make him happy."

"The Master will be glad that I have become a slave. I'll rip your neck off and get you a collar."

After a terrible incident, the two resumed intense fighting.

............... without knowing that the master who had listened to all previous conversations was nearby.

"Ma, master. Hey, don't cry..."

There was something gleaming in the master's eyes.

That would be the case, too.

Because the members of the guild, who care as much as their daughters, are making a serious killing for themselves by not giving in to want to be their own slaves.

Even though I said education... I didn't do much because I left it to autonomy, I blame myself for the fact that the policy was still clearly wrong.

Crankheit leans against the grate and master's side and comforts him.

Her stock is now soaring. As planned.

"... I just felt uncomfortable"

"... Yep. What is it?

In light of the guild members who are dashing themselves and having good thoughts, the two of us see Gyolori, Master and Crankheit.

Seeing the master explodes sexual emotion amplifies, and seeing a crankheight leaning against him like that makes the killing intent swell again.

In the two of them, a fierce grip arises over whether the master should be attacked (sexually) first, or Crankheit (physically).

Results...................

"Your husband..."

"Master! I want a slave collar too -!

We stormed the master with both of us.

It is the moment when affection surpasses hatred. Beautiful.

Even when he saw the two running over at a tremendous rate, the master never escaped, even if it caught his grin.

That's because of the operation Master and Crankheit were talking about before they came out in front of them.

"Your husband!

"Master!"

Operation 1: First, the master is an Alliance member...... here he is pushed down by Schwart and Van Peel.

"My husband...... I'm a little too violent. As the Lord of slaves, I ask you to punish me."

"Master! I want a slave collar! I want you to follow me!!

Operation 2: Pretend to accept the desires of the Alliance members to alarm them.

At this time, he was a master who was close to turning a blind eye to Schwart and Van Peel's desire to be abused, but he has to manage to do as he manages.

Don't acknowledge, respond with an ambiguous grin.

"Sleep."

"Whew..."

"Ahhh..."

Operation 3: Crankheit lets the two of you sleep with hallucinating magic, obsessed with the master and distracted.

As per the maneuver, Schwartz and Van Peel fell asleep.

Crankheit's voice was slightly cold, and the hallucinogenic magic exercised was also very strong, but well these two would be resurrected less than a day later.

And the operation is complete until the master takes them to a safe lodging to excessive defensive magic.

"Ugh, that worked..."

Master snorts cocklessly at Crankheit's words.

He's mentally exhausted to see a new side of the guild members, but I'm glad it hasn't been a tragedy so far.

Well, and the master uses exploratory magic.

Sure, there's got to have been another intense battle going on.

Then there was still something about getting hooked on magic.

On the contrary, however, that would mean that it was the last there and that the other Members were not here.

Horrified by that, the master pulled the crankheight to the spot.