Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

When I saw the door to the armory the galaxy had made black burnt, I made my face snap.

The door in the next room, which I thought was made of wood, peeled off the wooden disguise and the metal door burst out.

"That's the same as underground. The important thing is, you look sturdy."

"I'm sorry. Next, I'm going to use the dynamite blast mark to blow it up and show it to you by the time you're done."

"Stop it because the building will blow up"

After you left me on fire, I was able to tell you that I would use dynamite next time.

The metal door has a proper keyhole, so I'll take out the metal slime again.

I should have opened it in Koz from the start. I'm sorry you tried to rely on the master key (physics).

But the master key (demon) is hardened again and does not enter the keyhole.

"Galaxy, skirt for you"

"Yes, sir"

The galaxy shifts its gaze, while withstanding shame, skirting up.

Gartered belts from under the skirt and trembling white thighs in small pieces become dew.

Bring the metal slime closer to the pure white underwear, but somehow it doesn't go from sphere form to liquid.

"Why? Galaxy, aren't you colorful enough?

"Shh, excuse me"

"Try posing sexy for a second"

"Mm, I haven't been helpless!

The galaxy tries to twist its body as it rocks the white brim of its head, but it just looks like a dance that sucks off the MP.

No, you can't. He's in the opposite position to sexy except for his face and style.

That's what I thought, but I noticed the metal slime melting a little bit over my palm.

"This guy's gonna stand up to me..."

The whole ball is pulsating with a pull, wondering if it will easily liquefy and try desperately to maintain the sphere form.

"Galaxy, we're almost there, come on!

"Yes!

As I let the galaxy dance strangely, another of my discerning faces appears in the guard room.

"Hey, galaxy. What are you doing? Every time I tell you to be quiet if you want to blow it up..."

Freya, a maid playing twin tails behind her back, looks at me and solidifies, just like she did when she was in the galaxy.

His mouth, half-opened as if he had been taken aback, only moved painfully, unable to squeeze out words.

"Wow... long time no see..."

"Ugh, shh..."

I see a jittery tear in Freya's eyes.

I'm sure you've been looking for me. When she shudders her lips small, she guzzles her nose.

"You... really..."

"Freya... I'm sorry to see you again all of a sudden..."

"What?"

"Can I see your pants... okay...?

Her face becomes the eye that sees Mijinko at once, lighting the flames in her hands.

"Ahhh? (Intimidation)"

"Occasion! I'm not in the mood for anything!

Even in lieu of my life, only he has to kill or something, I don't want him to look like that.

I tell her I need pants.

"I want to kill myself for a reunion hug or a kiss."

"What, did I say something?

I said, "Let me pour some molten metal through your nose."

Great intent to kill.

When Freya saw the metal slime that was about to melt and wouldn't, she put her hands on a panda colored made-up skirt with a tongue-beating, heartbreaking look on her face.

Nice, that disgusting face you're making me give you. I also like to be shy, but I also like to be disliked and obeyed. Thank you so much.

I fall asleep and become a low angler while indulging in shiny Freia's red and galactic pure white pants.

When I saw the two pants, I relentlessly slammed the drooling metal slime into the keyhole in the armory and opened the door.

"Okay, it's open!

"The moment we meet again, this is what makes me laugh."

"It feels amazing that I'm back, doesn't it?

"Ugh, how dare you be sexually harassed?"

"You don't like it that much?

"If you don't like it, you won't come after me."

Hung his nose out, Freya playing twin tails.

I have a lot of good women around me and I'm in trouble.

Once inside the arsenal, the weapons received from Hex residents and Wall Knights are lined up in a narrow line and astonished by their enormous numbers.

"Is there even a gun in Mace on a great sword, a long sword, a spear, a bow, a hammer, a cane, a knife? What the hell is this? It's a combination of swords and guns."

"Would it piss me off if I got this puckered?

"It's a hundred times better than being abused by both Debs. Get it right if you can use it."

As you collect your weapons, you will find a sword made of a sparkling crystal that stands out in it.

"Is that it? Isn't this Orion's crystalline sword?

"When you hired us here, we received weapons too."

"Oh, you used a knife or something. So the Orion guy doesn't have a weapon right now?

"It's okay, what's with that kid's teeth"

"Right. Then I'll be fine."

"Oh, is that tooth a weapon?

You can crush his teeth if you want, you can handle the murder weapon.

They say it's okay because you have teeth. Heroin, I guess that's about him.

I take out my smartphone and look for the weapon I was asked to use.

This big axe belongs to Grantham. Is this other ring Chris's... he's using a weapon he cares about? What are you gonna do, use the ring as a weapon? Now Oscar...

I finished collecting weapons all the way, but only my black iron can be found.

"No! No! Where's my black iron!?

The three of us searched the armory, but not a single knife.

"Didn't the guard pak you?

"You're lying, Oi..."

No, you were the guard here, the Wall Knights uniform puck. That means there's a good chance that the weapon I like is flailing on its own.

As I stood up, I heard a loud voice coming from the outside.

"Fire!! The containment building's on fire!

Chris succeeded in setting fire to the holding cell.

This will make the confusion even bigger and the new model will move out of the basement. I mean, there's no more temporal respite.

"Freya, take this weapon and let the Oscars go. The galaxy, come with me."

Once I give up black iron, I throw my weapon, collar keys, and a bunch of keys to my locker into Freya.

"What are you going to do?

"I come to this gap to take away the enemy Armor Knights. Wow, it looks so strong. It was in the basement, so I'll get it. If there's a guard with black iron, take it back."

"That's good, but don't be impotent because I saw you!

"I'm so sorry! I'll make it up to you when I get home!

Around that time, Debble was in the middle of digging his favorite beautiful boy's ass in the bedroom of Castle Hex.

"This is, I can't stop, man!

Debble had a full grin on his ugly face and was comfortable with the boy suffering as he splashed his stinking sweat.

The boy just wept, but I knew that Debble would be thrilled if he had a distressed look on his face, desperately nodding his face to the pillow and putting up with it.

A guard man rushed into such a wandering nest of distorted love.

"Dear Debble! Oh, my God!"

"Look, don't you see, I'm, like, big, weird right now!

"It's urgent, the prisoner is rioting!

"That's about it. You guys work it out. You can kill anything you disobey."

"Well, that's not all -"

"Hmm, I thought about a good thing. Let's catch what we defied and let that family kill. Let your children, wives, and parents choose who they will sack and kill. Who died is a pleasure after killing. You don't think that's funny about a family death roulette? Ha-ha-ha!"

"Not quite! A mobbed prisoner set fire to Camp One and there is currently a fire!

"Ha-ha-ha, ha, ha, ha? What is it now?

"That's why Camp One is on fire. Plus, there's reports of firefighters rising from Nos. 1 and 3!

Debble's face turned blue all at once to that report, and he unintentionally peaked.

"Heh, heh, don't be ridiculous! I don't care about the workplace. Put out the fire in the holding cell, it's not good over there!

"But there are still tons of ether batteries in the workplace, and if you fire them, they'll explode."

"I don't care about that! It's a holding cell! There's a new model over there. If the underground lab burns down, we'll get a soldier from Penupenne, or the Knights of the Holy Cross."

It occurred to me that Penupennu was saying "I don't want to be incompetent" in a face of heartfelt disappointment behind Debble's brain.

Bad, bad, groaning, Debble opens his bedroom curtains vigorously.

There I raised the orange flame and saw the burning encampment building from a distance.

The fire momentum is strong, and it can be seen that it is obviously useless to extinguish the fire from now on, and Debble distorts his face even more.

"Why didn't I notice until this happened!

"Well... from the speed of the fire and the timing of the prisoner's riots, and the handicap, I thought it was something that had been planned for a long time..."

"Gugu. I didn't know livestock flavors would fang to the eagle. Anyway, move the new one! If anything happens to that thing, my head will fly! No, think not only of me, but of all of you!

"Ha, ha!

Debble wears a gown in great panic as the guard runs away.

Then now the man in charge of castle wall security ran in with his breath cut.

"De, Master Debble! Oh, my God!"

"Now what?"

"We have a fleet of airships approaching over Hex!

"What, what country!?

"That's what the airship said about gourmet transportation…"

"Gourmet Transport? Why is a gourmet high-speed food transporter (delivery ship) here?

"I don't know. But we're currently attacking the walled barista and trying to break into airspace."

"Muggle, what's next? Turn Armor Knights to the wall and shoot them down as soon as you capture them!

"Ha!"

"What the hell is this feeling that keeps coming together the moment we return the Demon Army..."

Debble with a bitter, crushed look on his face, but an Ingrid figure comes to mind who inadvertently decides to withdraw lightly.

"No way, that woman, know this..."