"... so? You mean you want me, Chemetho and Sefek to help you with that flying princess Sama's idea?
Val stares at me after hearing all my explanations. I feel a little twitchy and mixed. Style seemed to be inquisitive about my words one by one, putting his hands on his mouth and doing his thinking tricks, Arthur didn't block his mouth with surprise and Tiara was blinking.
"Yeah, that's right. It's still my idea at this stage, and I'm going to talk to Chancellor Gilbert and his mother about it.
When I nodded, Val seemed to think of something. He put his arms together, wrinkled between his eyebrows, and finally saw Cefek and Chemetho.
"I'm good, right? Work from the state means you can make a lot of money, and it's something for Chemetho in the future.
"I'm good, too. I would go anywhere with Val and Sefek. Because I think what Lord Pride has in mind is very good, too.
When I heard the consent from the two of them, Val sighed. Leaning his head back so that it could drip, he put his hand on his forehead.
"That's why you have Sama, the princess who chooses to pick and uses my ex-cons...... Hey, is that good, Prince Sama, with that.
Style, voiced by Val, groans, "I agree with the part about choosing an ex-con," and answers me, not Val, as it is.
"I still don't know if I can get permission from my mother, but, well, in a way, Val can also be considered the most convenient person. Sister, if you order me, I won't disobey you first.
Returns words that the style can also affirm. You were looking for opposition, Val dropped extra neatly.
"Nothing. This is not an order. If you refused, there would have been no such thing."
"I'll do it.
So much so that Val responded by blocking my words. Though it still looks like it's falling apart for that.
"... that would be good, do the job.... will be more gold than rubble pickup.
He lowered his hand against his forehead and slowly looked at me. Tiara said happily, "Good for you, sister!" He raised his voice. Arthur whines in a small voice, "Seriously..."
"Is it good...?
Unexpectedly, now I'll listen back. Honestly, that's what I just figured out, and I didn't think I could help but say no. I was wondering if I could be asked to think for a few days, even if it's good.
"Ah? Oh, come on. That would be a suggestion from Temehe.... Ha, more scared now. Notice that? Princess Sama."
My surprise response seemed delightful, Val approaching with a nigga and a laugh. I'm already mostly used to this way of hanging pressure, and I take it across the street in the form of looking up at the tall Val as it is. Arthur and Style set up their weapons, but they didn't even seem to be more intimidating than they were in the beginning.
"You can order whatever you want.
Val suddenly knelt down in front of me, holding Chemetho and Sefek with their hands in a wave trying to line up with Val.... that? What is this...
Something was so preoccupied, Val snapped up my leg and cluttered off my shoes when I was pompous.... ehhhhh...
"Whatever. I'm your slave.
The next moment, Val has been mouthing the back of my leg.
"The oath of a servant.
"Everything remains the" greed "of the First Princess of Pride.
That's what Val, who catches his mouth from, was feeling a little like a hue. Two years ago, I also took an oath from Chancellor Gilbert. But I can't believe Val... he has a bond of servitude, and he doesn't need to swear.
To me squeezing and solidifying my lips unintentionally, Val peered into me with his upper eye with his lips on again. And as soon as I got some kind of grinning look at me
Lello...
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Finally, there was a scream. Val! Mine! Lick my leg.
I can't even contain my mouth to the warm, snuggly, indescribable feeling, and my whole body shivers. My body tried to back off without asking me about my freedom. On the contrary, I sat on the spot with a dosty momentum.
"Hyahahahahahahahahahahaha"
Val takes his mouth and hands off of me, and he looks at me with a pitiless buttcake and he laughs. Behind Val's back Sefek and Chemetho twisted their necks because they didn't know much about it. Tiara covers her mouth with both hands and her face is bright red. My face is a little red as you take my hand to see if the style is okay. I was staring at Guillaume and Val as it was.
"Whoa? Don't be angry, Prince Sama." I can't imitate that kind of intent or harm with a contract, can I?
Val laughs as she sincerely enjoys the angry style. I managed to get Steele to stand up, put on my shoes, but my heart was still buggy and speechless. I'm still nagging at that tongue feeling on my leg. My face is hot and there's going to be a fire.
With the covenant of slavery, Val can't act abusively or impossibly on others, even if it's not me. Acts based on colour or lust can only be done by agreement.... No, although I have no idea that Val would be such a concern to the child opponent that the seven would be lighter than me.
"I just wanted to say hello.
"What country has such a slutty greeting?"
Val's remarks take a stile. But Val doesn't care at all, and he says, "What can I do to you and your sister? Prince Sama" at the end. Though he was pissed off with an awesome sword curtain that he would "kill" Steele on the fast track.
"... uh? Is that it? Is it okay to leave the knight kid alone?
Val pointed at it with his eyes. Turning to its gaze, Arthur was flirting with his face somewhat bright red and his hand on the wall. She seemed ill in the morning, and is it a fever? "Arthur!" said Steele, raising her voice and me and Tiara rushing over too.
"Sorry... it's a big length..." Hopefully, I lost my mind to collapse at the next moment. I touched my forehead and it's so hot.
"Arthur doesn't catch a cold or anything..."
What the hell kind of disease is Arthur, a special ability to heal a disease, having a fever? I got so worried, I asked Stayle, and he said, "No, I was just wondering if this was beyond the tolerance. I said," I gently snapped Arthur's head. Does that mean Wisdom Fever?
"He probably said he was sleepless, and overworked. I'm Arthur, and if you let me sleep a little, I'll be fine.
Relieved by the words of the style. Tiara called Arthur's forehead a pat with a handkerchief in her hand.
"Hi-ha-ha! Kid, was that too irritating?
"Oh, no more, Val! Shut your mouth."
Even though it seems a little stilted to Val laughing at Arthur who is falling! I yell at the less val of anger that goes hand in hand with Belori earlier.
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You know, the sound of tapping things from behind or "Val, what are you doing?" "What's wrong?" I hear Cefek and Chemetho, "but not the other way around.
We talked to Tiara and Steele about whether Arthur was okay or where to sleep, and we put Arthur on the couch with the ability of Steele.
... It was twenty minutes after I ordered it that I noticed Val staring at me for inadvertently not being able to talk about anything on my orders.