Orc Hero Story - Legend of Degree

Several hours have passed since the riots at the venue.

"- Forgive my love here, miss this one"

In the words of a princess called Silviana, the occasion became a current.

Nevertheless, it did not differ that Bash was resented by the Beast royalty, which became a flow of exit from the venue.

That's what they told me when we broke up, but that's Royal Palace Licant.

Apparently it was the place where the reception of the Third Princess Inuela's wedding was taking place.

Nobles and royalties from all over the country gather, and feasts are held as they do day after day.

Why did Errol take Bash over there, and why did he put him on a face pass over there in the first place?

No one questioned that.

Because only two people know that Errol brought the two of them, Bash and Zell.

Orcs and fairies are not the type to care about details.

Instead, Bash remembered being moved at the same time as grateful.

I dressed the way it said in the magazine and went to the place where it said in the magazine, as it said in the magazine, a superb woman caught it.

Sylviana River, Fifth Princess of the Beast Country.

A worldly beauty with a human appearance said she had fallen in love with Bash at first sight, pushing her busty breasts against Bash's arms.

When she sends the bash to the exit of the venue, she puts her mouth in Bash's ear, with a voice that seems to melt just listening.

"I'll see you again"

So I kissed Bash's cheek.

The obvious act was enough to bring expectations to Bash.

This superb beast wants to have a romantic relationship with herself.

Thanks to this, Bash's son has raised his heavy hips wondering if he can finally be born.

No longer would it be an exaggeration to say that the day you daughter-in-law that superb beast woman is starting to count down.

Have you ever been so successful in finding a daughter-in-law?

No, I don't.

It wasn't going so well so far when I was a human, when I was an elf, and when I was a dwarf.

All thanks to Errol for providing me with the magazine and following me to that place.

A little bit of a problem came up, but if you look at the results, you can tell it was trivial.

"Errol, you have to thank him."

"Sort of. I can't believe you and that beast princess can get along like that..."

Currently, Bash was at the bar where he had originally planned to go.

So I was drinking and celebrating my success today.

"It's beautiful even if you appreciate it. I heard that Humans are good at gathering information and have excellent operational planning skills, but I didn't think that was it."

"Me, I think I might have misunderstood a species called Human. I thought you were a smart species, but some guys can act for others that far..."

They praised Errol with their mouths.

In the two of them Errol was about to be deified and no longer elevated to the object of faith.

Well, there were a couple of Beast guys in a bar like that who felt similar to Bash.

Everyone drinks red fruit liquor.

As if, just don't tell me that's a testament to Napa Ok.

In fact, next to some beast man, a beast woman sat down and had a conversation.

Some of them were like that before Bash came, and some of the women stopped by the man drinking alone after Bash came.

It's a sight just like the magazine said.

Most importantly, Bash wasn't going to play girlhunt.

Anyway, I hooked up with the best beast woman I've ever seen.

Beast has a system of monogamous wives, so it is not okay for the man side to speak up to a large number of women.

Just like elves, it would be best to narrow it down to one person.

Oak's proud, Bash hasn't even thought that far yet in terms of how to fit into the concubine position of one woman.

"I thought you said I'd see you again, but when?"

"It'll be close."

Orcs don't lie, and they don't grab convenience.

Of course, I don't even know what a social dictionary is.

Therefore, I had received the word that I would see you again on par.

"Nevertheless, I can't be alarmed. As the magazine said, we have to go discreetly!

"I know. I'll review the magazine again when I get back to the inn."

"Ugh!

The magazine also said if you were actually going out with someone.

It was dubbed the Beast tribe's must-win motif technique. It was politely writing me the process to mating.

Bash is going to follow that flow.

Because there can't be a mistake in what that magazine says.

Bash loosens the fruit liquor.

Turn the liquor in the glass, smell it, and drink it to lick it tiny.

It's not like a fancy oak drink, but it's a must-have gesture in a magazine, so I'm practicing.

Then, time passed for a while.

It's a peaceful time.

No one tries to speak up to Bash, no bash will speak up.

Zell and I, we talk back in the day, drink slowly.

Or some Beast warriors might have listened to Bash and Zell's conversation and would have loved to be close. But this is a bar for meeting purposes. It seems to weigh itself because it is not a place for a man to speak to a man.

"Oh?

I heard that voice from behind the bash when Zell was about to start a duel with a third glass of fruit liquor, a pinch of peanuts and a lover's almond hanging.

……

When Bash looked back, there was a beautiful woman.

No, can I be conclusive with a beautiful woman...... she was wild, dressed in a scorched brown robe of bukabuka, hiding her face with a hood and mask worn deep in her eyes.

Only slightly exposed are the eyes.

Just gentle eyes that attract everything you see and thin eyebrows in good shape and clear white skin.

The mouth is hidden with a mask and the hair is pushed into the hood.

I also find that a robe would have its breasts and buttocks painting a feminine curve, but that's all.

But everyone on the spot was sure.

Not only the guy waiting for the numb, but even the guy with the woman already sitting next to him, looked at her and thought:

There's an endless beauty, he said.

The scene was softening overall, and the men adjusted the way they sat so that they could get their hair done, correct their posture, and see at the angle they would see best.

It's the end of the day when even those who take their seats and wonder if they want to speak up begin to come out.

"Orcs are rare in this country..."

It was the voice of a woman.

He was a glossy voice.

A colourful voice, different from Silviana's mellow voice.

But like Silviana, it was such a magical caged voice that made Bash's chest look like a token.

And such a voice was directed towards Bash.

"You, somewhere... Hmm!? No way, you, no, you..."

When the Lord of such a voice looked seriously at Bash, he moved next to Bash with a somewhat surprising mouthfeel.

"Um, what if it isn't Master 'Oak Hero' Bash?

"... um"

Bash was remembering her the moment he heard that voice.

"It's me!

"... oh"

"Remember, would you...?

Such a beautiful woman clouded her face.

Sad, but I can't help it, because I'm such a trash from this one... such a face.

"I remember." Carrot of wheeze ""

"Oh! Glad! You remembered!

Beauty - Carrot smiled like a flower.

Really happy. Really happy.

Tighten your blade-like eyes like you can't imagine.

If a man sees it, oh, this woman laughs so much that she thinks 100% wrong about me.

But Bash's expression was stiff.

"Surprised. I can't believe you're in this country."

"Neither did I expect you..."

That's what Bash said, looking at Chillari and Carrot on the side.

From the hem of Carrot's robe, a pointed black tail at the tip peeked in a chill.

If you look closely, the hood is unnaturally buzzing too. There are horns.

"Wasn't Sacubas forbidden to leave the country?

"No, it's not like I can't leave the country just because I'm forbidden to show my skin and hair in another country and everything else..."

Carrot.

She is a sacubus.

Originally, Sacubas ethnic costumes are thin and have a high skin exposure.

In some cases, places considered disgraceful to other races may be heavily exposed.

But Carrot was dressed to cover and hide all of that.

"I never thought I'd see Master Bash in a place like this...... better like Master Bash, why...... and excuse me. It was obvious when you saw this place and the way it was dressed."

……

"Don't stare at me like that. I'm similar…"

When Carrot said so, she narrowed her eyes.

I laughed.

Because he was hiding his face, all he looked like was a bash, his eyes narrower.

Even then, the colour drifted so much that I could smell it.

"I'm sorry I'm not the person you're looking for, but can I join you for a seat of alcohol?

"I'm not going to leave my comrades unattended"

Bash nodded against the color, keeping his groin swollen, while also keeping his face on the poker face.

Carrot nodded happily, sitting back in the chair in a softly streamlined motion.

"Long time no see. Since when?"

"Since the Leaner Desert retreat."

"Oh, you did! I miss you......"

"Carrot of wheeze".

Its character is cold and calculated, brave and brutal.

He said that he had done both flesh and bullet warfare and witchcraft to a high standard, and that he had fought each other with Sandersonia in a passage.

It is a sacubus of battle that has always been fought on the front line, and one of the most powerful, placed in a fierce army of sacubas.

The name has also been bombarded by other countries, especially in the elf army, which is abhorrent at the same time that it is feared as the presence that captured the largest number of elf men.

"Hehe, it's a great honor. Dear Bash."

That's what Carrot says, while he matches his glass to Bash's glass.

I heard a chin and a cool noise.

"Me, too."

Bash said so, but he was trying not to look at Carrot as much as possible.

I might have wondered why that masculine bash put such a feminine woman in front of her... and if she was a human not familiar with the relationship between Orc and Sacubas.

But this is something I can't help.

Sacubas can't have children of other races.

For them, the thing about men of other races is just food.

Fish with that beautiful look and nourish from the mouth below.

What other races mate to them is only a meal, not a sexual intercourse.

Naturally, I can't even have children.

If Sacubas makes children, Sacubas kisses each other.

For them, the mouth is not only to incorporate food, but also an organ for reproduction.

Either way, if you cannot have children, you are ineligible as Orc's daughter-in-law.

Nevertheless, you know as well as your diligent readers that Bash's true purpose is to poise his virginity.

If you can abandon your virginity, that's what I think.

But it's not.

To explain that, let's say one old story.

A long time ago.

It was a long time before Bash was born.

There was an oak.

The oak was a promising future oak, red oak with skin, in good shape from birth and beating two older oaks when he first had a sword.

That's how he brought back one woman in the first line.

Sacubus.

He mingled with one Sacubas on the battlefield, destroying his enemies together, spending the night together, and returning as a lover.

And the man made Sacubas his wife.

It was a wasted extreme of childless intercourse for Orcs, but it seems that this was the most pleasant way to relax with Sacubas.

Show off your naked daughter-in-law to other oaks like an oak, or show off your intense mate.

The man also spent every day with his nose high because it wasn't something he could do that would make that Sacubus his daughter-in-law.

The other orcs said they envied a man who could do whatever he wanted with a stunning succubus.

But that happiness comes to an end one day.

I noticed a strange sensation when my husband, an oak man, walked through the village with the wind off his shoulders, as usual, in a willful manner.

Those who should have dealt normally with the function are treated in a surprising, derisive, somewhere marginal, and swelling manner.

When the man questioned one of his friends in wonder, the friend had a dark face and brought a well-polished mirror.

When the man peered into the mirror, there was a familiar man's face.

But there was something on the man's forehead that he was unfamiliar with.

No, I've seen it. Because there were times when I pointed at it and laughed, mocked, and lowered it.

The moment I found out it was attached to me, the man's blood drew from fear.

That was a sign that Oak Mage had everyone on it.

Proof of Magic Warrior.

A virgin's crest was on a man's forehead.

He was thirty that day.

Then there is no one to know where the man and his daughter-in-law Thacubas went.

In oak society, it is considered a disgrace for a common warrior to become a magic warrior.

analogy, no matter what the history of it is......

Therefore, he probably couldn't wait to stand up in the village and die somewhere.

One of these matters will be communicated to the orcs for a long time.

Says, for some reason, no matter how much intercourse you have with Sacubas, you will not have abandoned your virginity.

On the contrary, if you abandon your virginity in Sacubus, no matter how many other people you fuck afterwards, your virginity crest will be depressed.

……

Bash therefore does not lean on Carrot.

If Bash wants an overnight encounter, I'm sure she'll be happy to respond.

But it means the end of the Warrior Bash, and it means the beginning of the Magic Warrior Bash.

It could also be the end of the world for Bash.

"That's ironic. As the mightiest Thakubus soldier, you are an invincible oak hero who has defeated all enemies and eaten the fruit of their victory, but you must look out for them in this place."

"Right."

The opposing Carrot also did not approach the bash any closer than necessary.

I didn't tangle arms, push my chest, or whisper my mouth to my ear.

Sacubas can consume all men as food.

But that's why there was a culture of disrespect in seeing men worthy of respect as food.

"The times of war were good times. I could catch as many men as I wanted and eat as much as I wanted... now it's like a rat fishing for leftovers..."

……

"Also, in those days when I wanted to go back to those days, when I was free to live and die hard and painful... don't you think?

……

Bash doesn't answer.

If now, at this moment, all the treaties were broken and the war started, Bash would abandon his virginity.

That's what we'll catch around Judith we met in Human Country and sing raw in our thoughts.

But it's a dream story.

Oak King Nemesis wants peace, the survival of a species called Oak.

At this moment in time, if there is a war, I'm sure the orcs will perish easily.

There's no way Bash wanted that.

"Hehe, I'm kidding..."

"Right."

"But if you get a chance to fight with me, can you give me the honor of fighting shoulder to shoulder?

What I think back in those words is the battle I once fought.

Leaner Desert retreat battle.

In that battle, the Sacubas army was being hunted down.

The Leaner Desert, now one of the territories of the Beast, was once the territory of a Lizardman living in the sand.

The battle for which that territory was to be taken was an invasion by a mixed army of Dwarves and humans.

Sacubas, who was fighting with Lizardman, fought with all his dying power to protect his countrymen.

But in fact, the majority of Lizardmans living in the wetlands were very bad at deserts.

Neither does Sacubas get to fight in the beautiful desert.

Originally, the defense of the Leaner Desert was also accompanied by a mixed army of Auga and Harpy, but after Gedigz's death, both Auga and Harpy were at full disposal to defend their territory and withdrew from the desert.

It took the form of being put in there.

Orc headed to cover Lizardman and Sacubus, who are driven to the elves.

But the front had already collapsed, and the mixed forces of the sandy Lizardman and Sacubas were completely besieged and in the grief of total annihilation.

The battle until they abandon and retreat the Leaner Desert… that is the retreat battle of the Leaner Desert.

In that battle, Bash showed his usual struggle and let him try to save Sacubas and Lizardman.

And it was the woman in front of me who was taking command of the Sacubas army at that time.

I remember Bash well, too.

After cutting through the fierce battle, there was still someone standing next to her, and that was her.

Few words have been exchanged.

Two or three words at most. It's not even memorable.

But few people stood next to Bash until the end on the battlefield where Bash remembers it was a "fierce battle".

Most of them fell off, deviated, or died in battle without following.

Being able to keep up with the bash means nothing more than being a first-rate warrior you can count on, with all that power.

So I remembered her very well.

It is then remembered that every battle shakes the breast, but Bash shook off the memory of that breast.

It's something I shouldn't remember right now.

If you're at least going to remember, it has to be after you abandon your virginity.

If it was after abandoning the virginity, it would surely be a WINWIN relationship.

"Whatever, I'll ask you then."

"... hehe, thank you"

Carrot smiled.

The majority of my face is hidden and I don't know, but I can tell it's a beautiful, attractive grin.

If Carrot hadn't known it was a succubus, Bash would have proposed to her.

A species called Sacubas emits pheromones all the time. It's a pheromone that attracts and attracts men.

But if you know that's what it is, you can hang the brakes with the bash.

"You were brave. I still remember. Everyone thought Dwarf's fierce general, Golddorov, stormed from the side and was utterly desperate, and only you calmly intercepted Sacubas and Lizardman as they shouted in terror and panicked"

"Neither did you."

"Hehe, it's an honor to keep it in compliment...... but I'm really with the others. I wanted to run, I wanted to run, and I couldn't help but be scared and scared. I was responsible, so I just didn't put it on the table..."

Then for a while, Bash and Carrot blossomed into wartime memorabilia.

The first one was the bash who was nervous about being asked about women's universal history, but gradually he began to talk about his handles and battles in rap so much that he had never even spoken about them in his home tavern.

Carrot was very easy to talk to.

I drank well and spoke well.

If this woman hadn't been a sacubus... no, even if she had been a sacubus, she would have pushed it down as it were if she hadn't been a virgin.

It would be nice for this woman to be fed. I want to be with you all the time, this woman understands me.

You would have figured out that it was her manipulation that made you think so, or if you saw a human whore or something, but there's no way a bash of virgins could have figured it out.

By the way, Zell slept amicably with his rival Almond on the counter table. We had a fight, we hit each other by the river, and now we're totally lovers. Peanuts? It's an old woman.

"I have a story to pile up, shall we leave it at this?"

"Right."

If Carrot had really targeted Bash as bait, I'm sure she wouldn't have said this.

Instead, he would snuggle onto Bash's shoulder, pressing his chest, while telling him that he had gotten drunk with his moist eyes.

And I whispered a word that Bash couldn't stop bringing home Carrot, and I must have caught him properly.

Or if Bash wasn't a virgin, he would have uttered words from himself to hold Carrot.

Sacubas doesn't conceive children, but it is, this, this, if you want, what do you do without holding a woman?

"Hehe, I'll see you at another time"

But it didn't.

Carrot was courteous as a succubus to the end and Bash was a virgin.

"Oh."

Bash said goodbye as he let Carrot's sweet leftovers snort him, attracting his hair behind him in a conversation with a woman he had fun with.