Riot Grasper
Fifteen stories [Girl from the sky (?) but!]
I made an apology in the Adventurer's Guild and went out on Melbail's Boulevard.
Even the city is allowed to ride and travel if the speed is slow, so it's in a state of shaking with the deformed lime on Luke's back.
There may be a saying, but there is something adorable about being puffy and shaken in front of my crotch.
Some of the people who rub off are about to see Lime twice.
"It's convenient to be able to change your appearance. Well, can you even change into a human figure?
'I don't know much about human body structure... but it can be difficult to fully reproduce complex constructions. If your husband wants, he will practice desperately...?
"Huh!? Oh, no, well... can we just stay where we are for now? Because I'm soothed by that round, puffy look."
'Really? That would have been nice.'
- Well, this is how the fire case came to a close.
I turned the reins toward the full-blown Oyaji pavilion run by Mr. Dario.
I think I'll leave the city tomorrow and go back to my home, but I guess I can take a break for about today.
Upon arrival at the inn, I left Luke at the Riding Beast Hall, and Lyme was to stay in the same room as me.
I would like to say that I never got charged for a room for two because I have a lime, and of course I didn't get a case that bothered me with twine or double.
After enjoying a delicious dish that remained the same and grabbed me enough to grip my stomach, I went back to my room and was delighted.
"... Oh, yeah. Sometimes you have to organize your tool bags."
Attract the magic tool bag you left on the table to hand and arrange the contents on the floor.
Even when it comes to organizing, the contents are not messy because it is a convenient substitute for taking out what you intend to take out. One way or another, it's like checking what's inside.
"Uh, maps, water bottles, preserved foods, salt, sugar, spices... oops, the rest of the bait I bought for Luke is a little lame!... something else... just in case, a mana crystal stone, and then a white demon crystal..."
'Um, your husband. That tool bag has a lot more stuff in it than it looks.'
The lime seems intrigued to see the items lined up on the floor.
"Oh, because this is a magic tool. We can afford a big thing like that, right?
'Really? I'm afraid I'm staying in the same room as your husband, so I'll leave you in that bag.'
I didn't have the body of a jumping lime! and holed in the tool bag, but it is stuck in the mouth part of the bag with a cum.
"Is that it? It's weird, I can't let you in"
Lime raised his questionable voice in such a state that he screwed about half a soft rubber ball into a thin cylinder.
"You can't put organisms in this toolbag. Nothing. We're fine in the room together, so why don't we just unplug the body out of the tool bag?
The body of the lime popped up with the petty sound of Shpong! bouncing on the bed.
"Um, this is the last time... hmm?
When I stuck my hand in the bag, there was still something that hit my fingertips.
When I take it out, a whistle made of some kind of bone shows up. At that moment, the appearance of an impactful demon clan crossed the back of his brain.
Anyway, he was the one who almost got killed. It's not that easy to forget.
"Mr. Alba... I don't know how you're doing by now"
A stormy demonic woman suddenly descended from the sky when she and Rim visited the Powdal Wetlands.
He was a belligerent, and although he was to fight at first, he got a lot of help in the Marita kidnapping that happened after that.
That's why it's not so easy for the Demons to get along with humans, and Mr. Alba said he refused to get any more familiar with them, and the next time he sees them, he'll be speared through the flank.
"I'd like to return what I borrowed..."
I'm sure I won't have another chance to return this because the king has told me not to see him again.
"Ah..."
As I recall in the Powdal Wetlands, today is the third week of September, the Dark Day.
So tomorrow is the original day, and once a week the prism slime shows itself.
I'm glad my former magic skills have grown significantly in Lyme's case, but since I'm somewhere where I can go to the Powdall Wetlands on a day trip, I guess I could use a little sperm in collecting skills.
Lyme decided at this stage to ask me to refrain from further amalgamation, and it's not a bad idea for me to take my own skills.
"Your husband? What's wrong? '
"Yeah. I'm going to go to the Powdall Wetlands again tomorrow. Since we're leaving early in the morning, are you ready for bed today?
"Ah, yes."
- Well, there's naturally one bed in the room with me. There's no way I could do an outrageous imitation of putting Lime to sleep on the floor.
I want to leave it up to you to imagine what kind of night you've had.
Early in the morning, when I ate a good night's sleep, I left for the Powdal Wetlands.
Thanks to you, you arrive on site before the sun reaches Jomtien, wandering the wetlands hoping for the emergence of prism slime.
It was worth it, I ran into two prism slimes by lunchtime, and I was able to successfully merge them once before taking away my former magic skills.
"That's peaceful...... you relaxed with Rim like this back then"
Small animals and demons roar in the wetlands from time to time, and Dario's special lunch box continues to be eaten.
"Master, what about then?
"Oh, you don't know Lime. I've been attacked by demons here before."
I briefly told Lime about what happened at the time.
As we speak, I am reminded vividly of the gradual battle with Mr. Aruba.
Even now, my groin is going to be cum if I get stared at with those bright red eyes.
It was enough to be called a miracle to win.
As it stands, we can fight each other... No, I may be more advantageous in strength, but I can't be alarmed.
Mr. Alba didn't hesitate to kill us - he didn't kill humans.
I could negotiate with a lot of people, and it's not like I can't get the word out. Still, I won't forgive you if you decide to kill someone.
If there was a definitive difference between Mr. Alba and me at the moment... there it would be.
"Ren's also said that he didn't make use of the characteristics of this sword."
The pitch-black sword noir gliding from the sheath attracts this one with its beautiful shine, but it should be brighter in nature. If the possessor slashes and kills those of his own kind, I will have to slash the human to take advantage of the increased sharpness.
"But hey... sometimes I'm glad I didn't kill you..."
In fact, when Ren and Ray first met, they were enemies, and there was a difference in strength to the extent that this one could be handled, so they could seal their movements without taking their lives.
Now, well... I'm glad I didn't have to kill those two myself.
So when you start thinking about that, you get an extra sense of hesitation.
"I think I'd rather have your husband as he is now."
I was thinking of it as a mess, sitting right in front of me (?) Lyme, who was there, spoke to me.
"Hmm... does that mean we'll continue to pierce the immortality?
'No, you don't. If you need it, sometimes your husband will take someone's life. With as much strength as your husband, it must be easy. It's already a crisp moment.'
"Ooh. That's kind of noisy."
'Sure, it's noisy. So... then you just have to do whatever your husband wants. It's up to your husband to kill them or keep them alive. It is the privilege of the strong to be free to decide that'
of the strong...... privilege, huh?
Freedom to live and kill... there are only a few people who feel superior to it...
"So I think I'd rather be your husband as he is now."
Lime spins his words as he slowly bounces his round body.
"Uh, what do you mean?
'Cause troubled and troubled, and even if the answer you gave was hypothetically wrong, troubled time shouldn't be wasted. I'm sure that's a lot better than getting used to giving up thinking and killing.'
"Oh. Yeah, maybe."
... Yabe.
I was just a little touched by Lime's words. I'm getting used to being laid in the butt of demons I embarrassed to keep company with are Luke and Croc, but I'm ashamed and pity myself for having Lyme call me 'your husband' or something that inspires me so well.
What's this, a new shame play? I feel like going in if I have a hole.
'Um, have I said something extra?
Lyme's body, which was pointing this way, was only smaller than her heart, and she asked me a favor.
"No, not at all, not a millimeter - and..."
In a hurry to say the excuse, I stopped moving.
Because I saw a small shadow in the blue sky that was on the edge of my vision.
The shadow grows larger and clearer enough to be recognized as a shadow immediately.
"Ugh, you know..."
Wait, wait, wait, wait! I feel so deja vu!
It's a traumatic dejab!
Bashan! and landed in the wetlands along with the rough water sounds of a familiar Griffon rider (was it Luna?), was a beautiful demon clan with silver hair.
Eyes that shine beautifully like red balls (ruby) capture this one as it flows suddenly.
Oh, did you run errands on me after all? Good luck with your sudden visit.
I feel just a little nostalgic, but I'd better not be alarmed.
This is the last time we work together, and the next time we see each other, think of each other as enemies. Because we are parting like this, there is no danger of being attacked as soon as we meet again.
I try to hide the upset and say hello as politely as possible.
"It's been a while, Mr. Alba. And suddenly, what's wrong?
Mr. Alba keeps an eye on this one, and he slowly packs the distance.
Shh, although I was in a hurry to see if the battle broke out, Mr. Alba gave me a strange look that made it difficult to grasp the joy and sorrow.
"Well... are you still safe?"
I don't see the conversation very well. Safe? Well, then you're safe. If it's dangerous, the person in front of you is the most dangerous, yes.
"... are you the only one now? What happened to the Beast Man's daughter before this?
Luke and Lime are demons, so if you don't count, I'm the only human being. The Beast Man I was with before would mean Rim.
"You seemed to take care of that girl a long time ago."
"Yes, all of a sudden? Well, I have something to protect."
Not only rims, but more things I want to protect in this world than before.
Those who have taken care of me, what I have struggled to get... it is naturally increasing if people live, so naturally.
"Well... I'm sorry, but I broke my promise to you. No... I didn't talk to you, so I can't say I broke it strictly... well, I don't care about that now. Actually, I was looking for you."
"Um, I can't see the story for a second..."
Before this one finished saying the words, Mr. Alba has offered his hand.
"No, take my hand. And take him to the person you think is important. Before everything breaks down."
I inadvertently hold Mr. Alba's hand in such a temper that I cannot be allowed to defy him.
The hand felt trembling for only a moment, but drew my body quickly and forcefully.
"I... wonder what the hell I'm doing. This is... obviously treachery against the Demons."
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- Southern Suaven Empire. at Fort Grahl on the southernmost tip.
A soldier standing on the watchtower spoke to the man next to him to prevent vicious demons and demons living in unexplored areas from breaking in.
"Huh, night watches aren't easy either. The Demons seem to be a lot of people these days, and it's not like it's a bad idea to be free...... hey, isn't there something funny about this?
The man next door was an adventurer who was only temporarily engaged in night security and was hoping that there would be something to talk about that could kill his spare time.
"Right. What about the other day, the story of a young adventurer who made an unusual promotion?
"Oh, that sounds interesting. How young are you? You're twenty years old. Right there?
"No, he seems a lot younger than me. Anything like cutting and expanding the tree ocean south of Amorphas to create a path to a promising mine."
"That's amazing. I heard there's a fierce demon living in that tree sea."
"I will. They're gonna kill me for a second."
"Come on, assuming you're hired as a fort guard, instant killing isn't a good idea. So, what kind of adventurer is that?
"No, actually, when I stopped by Amorphas, too, I just talked to my fellow adventurers, so I have no idea what they're into. What do you know about names?"
"- No, no, that sounds pretty funny talking."
Suddenly, the story of the adventurer man interrupted there.
Instead of words, a red liquid dancing through the universe makes a fountain-like water sound.
The top of his neck is missing as if he had been eaten by a giant demon.
"Ah... Huh?
The soldier's man, who took a few seconds to understand what had happened, finally managed to get his sight of the opponent who had attacked the adventurer in front of him and shook his throat small and likely to cramp with fear to speak out.
"Haze... things"
A reflexively protruding spear hit the exterior skin of the monster, but the spear's tip makes a veggie, unpleasant noise and bends. The soldier had an unpleasant sweat on his back and decided he should immediately call for backup.
This is not an opponent against me. No, I don't even know who they are in the first place.
I've never seen a demon like this, and its too alien even if it's a demon tribe, it would still be appropriate to call it a 'monster', as I first described it.
"It is..."
The voice of the man who tried to ask for help, but never reached anyone else.
In the midst of a quiet night and darkness, the monster shouts happily.
"Goddamn it, if only I knew your face and your name, it would be funny to chase you around like this. Well, I liked the insanity of introducing myself to the Demons."
The shadow of the monster disappears from the fort without sound.
"Well... I'm looking forward to the main dish, but you want the woman I was with to entertain you. Just imagine how you'd react and your body would tremble. - I won't forgive you if you put your hand on my pretty daughter - my husband would protect that child without me - my pretty rim - please be safe - right? You're healthy. Well, let's call it a touching reunion between mother and daughter....... come on, hahahahahaha! Heh, heh, heh, heh!!"