Other Races Guidebook

You seem to be docile and well-behaved, but you don't actually like the kind of lovers who are too strong and domineering.

Even if your temperament is relatively soft and gentle to many people, if you touch your principles, no matter how strong the other party is, you will not follow the other party.

So you know very well that you are not suitable for getting along with people who are too tough.

To be honest, your ideal lover should be the kind of gentle and mature wise elder type who can point you to a clear path when you are upset or feel helpless, or hug you softly Whispering comfort, instead of always letting you rely on the other person, keep guessing his thoughts, and accommodate all his shortcomings and thorns.

But it's a pity that among the opposite sex you currently know, those who meet your requirements are either old people who are over sixty years old, or they belong to someone else's family, or the identity of the other person is a class you can't even reach.

So it is estimated that in your entire life, you may have no relationship with your ideal type.

But it’s okay. You don’t have to force yourself to find a partner to live with. Being single also has the benefits of being single. At least you won’t be bothered by family chores. Even the time to do what you want is gone, and the current situation You can't imagine yourself being like other human girls of the same age, marrying someone early and having children, obviously your face is still childish, but you have to take on the responsibility and burden of raising the next generation.

In fact, in the aristocratic class of the upper class, girls like you who have not been married yet can be regarded as'older leftover women'. Even in ordinary civilian families, ordinary girls will be 17 or 18 years old. When I became a family, even earlier, I already had children.

You feel uncomfortable just thinking about it. Fortunately, you and Shalena have no parental control, otherwise you two might have been married.

Although this fantasy world with a medieval background is relatively looser on women than other similar worlds, it is relatively stricter in human society. For example, your sister Shalena often runs to cattle. Langdian's pastimes are also quite rebellious and wild when placed on other human girls.

Fortunately, except for aristocratic women, girls from the civilian class will not be specifically asked to abide by feudal concepts such as chastity. Even if they have had intimate behavior with their previous lover before dating a relationship, they will not be accused. Swearing at a bitch/slut/slut/woman who is not obedient to women.

After the relationship between the two was settled, they had a relationship naturally, which was quite normal.

People in this world are very open-minded about this, and raising children does not require the mother to bear everything alone. If the father acts as a shopkeeper and pushes the burden of housework and reproduction to the mother, then this man will also be People around him regard them as incompetent and lazy scumbags. Even if the mother remarries with her children, no one will accuse her of wrongdoing.

At this point, it is much better than the old feudal concepts in your previous world.

Many of them are clearly not a virgin, but they require their girlfriends to be chaste and innocent virgins. After breaking up, they slander and abuse in various ways, and even take pride in making each other pregnant and abortion. After marriage, they take all responsibilities and housework. They were all pushed to their wives, thinking that this was something that women should have undertaken.

As long as one occasional whim brings the child to do housework and puts on the image of a good father, he is a good responsible man and husband to outsiders, but few people think about it. A wife who repeats these things every day , How many times more hard work than my husband.

It seems that they have acquiesced in it, women should be so ordinary.

But if this kind of thing is placed in this world, such a lazy and incompetent husband will definitely be scolded by neighbors in the neighborhood, and it is not surprising that a tougher wife will directly take her child and leave.

As long as a wise race with a little bit of common sense and IQ, you know how important and indispensable the mother is in the race.

Therefore, in this world, no matter what race, sinners who treat mothers and pregnant women badly will be scorned and scorned, and they are not ashamed to join them.

In addition to the harsh and cruel class system, you still like the concepts and people of this world.

Moreover, there is actually such a magical existence as a heterogeneous Cowherd shop with advanced concepts. After the initial shock and confusion, you can't help but raise a little subtle curiosity and eager thoughts.

However, you have been limited by your poor wallet and timidity, so that you can forcefully suppress this impulse to prodigal.

But at this moment, there is a lively super beautiful guy who will give you a free ticket to get you a white female ticket. Even if the other party is not your ideal type, you still feel that the little tentacles that you have hidden in your heart will be seduced. Came out.

"Mr. Doberman... Are you really sure you want to choose me?" You bit your lip a little nervously, and confirmed again.

You never thought that Dubin, a sub-orc who looked so arrogant and cold, would actually choose you on the basis that your appearance is not the best, and the body is far worse, and you are also in debt, no matter how you look at it. The poor ghost who is like a high-quality gold master is the object to spend the night together.

Is it possible that he is a great alien with a variety of styles, and he has seen a lot, and suddenly wants to change his porridge and side dishes to taste?

While you were drowsing and thinking, Doberman, who was already a little impatient, suddenly reached out his hand and lifted your chin, leaned over and approached, squinted his long and narrow gray eyes and looked at you, and the corners of his mouth opened with a touch of evil. Means unclear smile.

"If you don't like to tie me, I don't mind using these things on you." His voice was dark and muffled, with some strong hints and jokes, hot enough to take you. His clothes were stripped naked and straightforward.

Under his deliberate teasing, you can't wait to shrink your body in embarrassment.

How should I put it to say, Du Bin, who seems to be a thousand miles away, suddenly changed his attitude, revealing this evil side of desire which is very different from his usual. It is inevitable that it will give people a great contrast and even more so People are unbearable.

You suddenly understand why Mr. Doberman understands that it looks so unapproachable, but its popularity is No. 1 in this store.

"No, no..."

You seldom muster up the courage to press your hands on the exposed part of the other party's well-organized and elastic abdominal muscles, blushing and hesitatingly said: "I am a guest now, Mr. Dubin can't do this."

Yes, you came to the female vote, not his female vote. You must be clear about this.

You are an adult woman with normal physical development. It is normal for you to have this kind of physiological needs. You don't have to be ashamed or embarrassed about it if you wish.

It seemed very surprising that you would say such a thing, Du Bin was stunned, then raised an eyebrow, and sneered slightly suspiciously.

You feel that you are a little underestimated by him, so you have the courage to feel a little unconvinced, touch his chest, and then look back at him provocatively with slightly moist eyes, as if to say,'Look , I can do it too, don't underestimate me.'

If it weren't for fear that you would turn into anger, Dubin could not help but bend over and laugh.

He has never seen a cowardly and cute "sexual girl" like you. She was obviously afraid of being ashamed to death, but he just took a sigh of relief, quickly touched it and immediately withdrew his hand, the roots of the ears became red. The soft black eyes flashed with timid and restless water, and Dubin had no doubt that if he made a little excessive action at this moment, he could completely scare you away.

"Then what do you want me to do next?"

The Orc lowered his eyes, like a sleepy, lazy canine beast, with his coldness and sharpness condensed, so he looked at you with a lot of time, and seemed very curious about your next behavior.

You are completely stunned.

But in the scornful attitude that the other party can't measure you, you feel a bit dissatisfied and aggrieved, biting your lip and thinking about it, your eyes suddenly light up.

You looked around in the cell and quickly found a wooden box in the corner.

After opening the wooden box, I found a set of standard knight costumes and some erotic/funny items that needed coding.

As you can guess, the theme of this event is knights as a selling point. It is impossible not to prepare related clothing and props in the room. After all, you watched Layla make several sets of knight-like clothes a few days ago.

In addition to costumes and props, two bottles of ram were also prepared in the box.

This wine has a mellow and sweet taste, not particularly spicy, and it is also quite popular among women.

You've always been a well-behaved boy before, and you have never drank alcohol.

Probably stimulated by the strange rebellious heart, today you suddenly want to try it.

"Mr. Doberman, please put on this suit."

You tucked the knight costume in your hand into Dubin's arms with an irrefutable attitude.

"Why wear this kind of thing?"

The Orc obviously couldn't understand your strange hobby, and his face showed a look of disgust and resistance."It's too much trouble to take it off later."

"No, you have to wear... hiccups..."

The tip of the sub-orc's nose moved, looking at you with misty eyes and a faint pink faint on your cheeks, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "...Did you drink?"

"Um...drink, drank a little bit." You said dizzyly, and then urged him dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up and change it...I want to see Mr. Dubin put on this dress."

For you, whose personality has changed greatly after drinking, Doberman twitched the corners of his mouth with a weird look, but did not resist you. He took his clothes to the corner and changed them.

When Doberman changed his clothes, not only did you not avoid looking away, but squatted aside, like a child with your hands on your cheeks, staring at him blankly.

Under your gaze, the demi-orc's movements suddenly became stiff.

"What are you looking at?" His tone was a little unnatural.

You blinked blankly, and then answered honestly: "I'm looking at you."

After a pause, you praised in a very sincere tone: "Mr. Doberman has a very good figure."

As if shocked by your straightforwardness, Dubin turned his head a little embarrassed, and the tight jaw line was faintly visible from the light scarlet from his neck.

After a while, he suddenly said in a low voice, "Are you doing the same to other people?"

Under the influence of alcohol, your thinking becomes a lot slower, and it takes a while to react.

"Um... Mr. Doberman, should it be the second one?" You mumbled uncertainly.

But who is the first one?

Why can't you remember the other person's face?

In the vague impression, there is a vaguely cool and beautiful young boy in a room similar to a ward, holding your hand and pressing it on his chest.

'Mee, wake up quickly."

"If you go to sleep like this, I will go crazy.'

The man grasped the last straw as if he was about to drown in the deep sea, his voice with fragile hoarseness and despair, begging you so humblely.

But in your memory, you can't find a trace of this person.

Have you been so hungry/thirsty that you dreamt of a beautiful boy who likes you very much?

Hey, this is too shameful.

When you fell into inexplicable self-fantasy memories, Doberman had already changed that knight costume.

Probably for the convenience of doing some shameful things, the knight costume provided in the shop is not equipped with heavy armor and helmets. It looks more slim and simple, somewhat similar to the formal attire of a court knight. The long cloak almost falls to the feet. There are also two exquisite buttons on both sides of the cloak, which are fixed with a thin golden chain. The stand-up collar design adds a different kind of abstinence, and once Dubin cools down, he looks unusually cold and alienated and handsome. With a tall and slender figure like a male model, at first glance, it really looks like a holy and cold knight.

More importantly, he also has a beast ear that is extremely lethal for you.

You stared at him intently, with obvious wonder and infatuation in your eyes.

The first time you looked at it with this kind of gaze, the Orc who was supposed to be able to deal with this kind of atmosphere felt a little uncomfortable and awkward after a long time.

"Don't look at me like that." He turned his head away and whispered a little shame.

On the tip of his nose, he smelled a gentle and sweet scent mixed with a light wine scent approaching him.

"you……"

Before Dubin had time to speak, he suddenly realized that there was something strange on his neck.

Then there was a twitching force from the back of his neck. Doberman looked at this force in amazement, only to see the black-haired girl who looked like a small animal and was soft and harmless. The chain, and the other end of the chain was wrapped around his neck.

You raised your peachy face, and looked at him softly and softly with faint starbursts, but your blushing lips uttered rather heavy words, "You are my dog ​​now." ."

Dubin: "..."

If it hadn't been for his attention that hadn't been taken away from you, he really doubted that someone had made the red-faced girl who was embarrassed by teasing a little bit was dropped in front of him.

"Doggou, why are you ignoring me?"

His silence caused your dissatisfaction. You pulled the rope in your lower hand again, forcing Dobin to kneel down and approach you.

You stroked his ears with your fingers, and when he shivered slightly, you whispered complimentingly: "The dog is so good..."

Doberman's tight body gradually relaxes as you touch.

He lifted his face and looked at you, whose eyes were misty and wet, and his eyes fell on your slightly opened red lips.

When you were still obsessed with the soft and warm furry ears of the Orcs, you didn't notice at all, Doberman's face was already bent down toward yours.

At the moment when your lips were about to overlap, a loud and deafening noise interrupted you.

The outer wall to the west of the room was penetrated from the outside. In the collapsed ruins, there seemed to be a long and thin figure in a black robe.

He quickly got up from the ruins, and the cold, sharp eyes under his hood casually handed over to you inside the house. After seeing the faces of you two, there was a moment of stagnation, but he quickly recovered. Coming over, it turned into a ghost and sneaked into the shadow of the street on the other side.

Less than a moment after the black robe figure left, two stunning figures arrived.

"he got hurt."

"He must be caught before he can escape the city."

The two figures were about to leave after a simple exchange. However, wearing the costumes of the Royal Knights, the beautiful blond knight suddenly froze in place, his gaze staring blankly towards the inside of the collapsed house.

Affected by the abnormality of the blonde knight, the other Vatican adjudicator with two pairs of white wings spread out behind his back also followed his gaze.

Garuch's eyes became dull.

The eyes of these two people are too strong. Even if you drink alcohol and become confused, you can feel their gaze. You are still pulling the rope in your hand and tilted your head to look at them, the hair on the shoulders. Silk slipped to her chest because of your turning.

You blinked in confusion, the moist eyelashes glowed with a faint water, and the cute little face filled with intoxicating blush showed a trance and happy smile.

"Yeah... there's another big golden dog..."

"Well, there is also a big bird..."