Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 356

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:11:49 AM

The king cheeks deliciously at the set of fries and steamed fish he was selling at the morning market stall.

The behavior felt like the hiding of a small merchant no matter what, but it was unusually noticeable because of the undisturbed splendid travel costumes of luxury and the presence of the Sword Saints cementing their surroundings, even if they wrapped the dust of the journey.

"Hmm. Still fried and freshly steamed hot is delicious. Here, son of Randall. Eat your meat."

"Ha. No, but..."

"I haven't even seen Gardner. Don't be like that.... I can't read the air at all like my father."

"Uh... no, no"

"Keep the young bullies on track. Randall is still studying at Shirai. It's impotent to suddenly rush out to deal with difficulties like His Highness."

"Subtle poisoning, Grants."

"This is disrespectful. Slightly worse for insects."

I'm not apologizing.

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho

"I don't know. Isn't it breakfast together? In the palace, they only let us eat cold rice. The only way to have a good meal was to go to Linda's."

Immediately, one of the Kensei sanctuaries pinches his mouth with "bad listeners".

"Let's just say that's for poisonous viewing. The juice should be served while it's hot."

"He said he'd already given me the throne. You won't need a poison sight long enough to cool it down to the eagle."

"That's not how it works."

"I won't live another decade if you leave me alone. No one's bothered by the inadvertent shortening."

"A newborn prince will be saddened, won't he? Oh, I wanted to play with Grandpa,"

"... I'll take it to the shield quickly"

The king who shakes his head and still offers me a plate. No, my lord.

"... then don't hesitate"

It's hard not to talk about it.

In the meantime, I decided that it was the glamour of being a civilian and a half foreigner, and I decided to take a bite to get the conversation going.

Ector, who was in trouble earlier, looked at me with surprise.

And Tess, who has the same face, gets into her eyes.

"No, you've got a lot of nerve, Smythson Ten."

Oh, the way you call it is in external mode.

Well, I'm wearing a gauntlet. Now that I'm told your husband is just a hassle to explain, that's fine.

"Well, I'm a civilian, so I don't know what court arrestore is."

"Hey, hey, hey. That's good. This isn't the palace, and I'm not a king, I'm just a recluse old man. More importantly..." Heroes of the Elves "is something that cares about the king's loose shell."

They stuck to me plain again.

I know this far, the appeal.

"Don't look so complicated. It is true that there was a threat in the trot. but I've been standing around a lot better."

"... well... is that right?

"We have tied with many powerful men and have often reduced our enemies. Then we push the handles well on others to avoid the record so that the unsuccessful (fu) don't get their eyes on them… are we careful, or are we blessed with a good staff? Either way, those in power rarely get their hands on it, and those who try to discredit it are hard to see it, and don't keep it in a good position."

…………

I'm unconscious, but that's certainly the way things are going. Is Mr. Deane, Lyla or Irina's arm big around here?

"That cunning is more horrible to me than the 'connection' I have.... Oh dear, is it also an abdominal cumulation with territory? Instead of leaving it alone, it's easier for people like me to know that."

"I don't think so. Just..."

"Just?"

"I love women"

…………

"Now, I have a little ambition to get as many daughter-in-laws as possible of the girls around me to keep it alive."

While I disrespected the third fries from my predecessor, who was offering me a plate with a delicate face, I smashed a brain future diagram with a straight face.

Misunderstanding doesn't work on this old man. That's why I thought, honestly.

"... blah... blah blah!

And when I heard that, my predecessor burst into laughter. A few potatoes spilled from the plate and Maia magically stilled them in the air on the verge of falling to collect them slowly.

"I see, I see. Ambition is more women than territory."

"Because I'm a civilian. I don't know how to use it if they bring me something too big."

The power of the dragon, the blessing of the elves, or... the credentials of the brave.

I think I'm probably not using the biggest thing I've ever had.

I don't think that's a bad thing.

The future self I want doesn't look like lavish clothes, getting to the throne in a big castle.

I don't even look like I'd like to play around with a lot of gold.

That doesn't make me happier than I am now.

A lot of the best women admire me. Now is the best happiness I can understand, and the calm future ahead is the best life design.

Instead of wielding out what you can have, instead of running out what you can get.

Just do what you need to do to get there.

"Hey, hey, hey. Yeah, I got it.... That wasn't cunning. Don't get me wrong."

"... I'm not sure"

"Yes, I'm sure you don't know. How important it is."

Let the dish be held by the sword saint beside him, and the old man shook my hand.

"I am so glad that Ruth's... is not our king's enemy. Please, don't abandon the trot.... Linda and Gardner are moving now. Before it's too far away, I'll be able to show you a sign of friendship. I don't know if I can see the next time Ruth makes it."

"... is something wrong?

"Not enough to worry about. But I can't live that long. No, I don't know if I can hit a bee with that phrase after 70 years of living.... you cut yourself during a long reign. Literally."

…………

The predecessor looked at me with eyes that made me feel like I had given up somewhere and a strong will to overtake it.

Probably really bad somewhere.

And I guess I came here because I wanted to do something at all before I fell for it.

"It's okay.... to Polka after this journey, come with Bonaparte's old man. If you immerse yourself in the polka hot springs, you will surely work well until the Prince grows up."

"Here. That would be nice. I never thought about Arthur or Yuji."

I guess you think it's like a social dictionary somewhere. The predecessor flushed lightly.

But I got one new goal.

My ladies who became my wives, Sir Bonaparte, and this predecessor, Polka, will be at peace.

Though I may have to help a lot of people again before this dream comes true.

Good luck. I'm sure it's more realistic than being a territorial nobleman, like me.

When he broke up with his predecessors and returned to the mansion a little before noon, supplies arranged by Sir Buster were about to be brought into the mansion's garden one after the other.

"Hey... isn't that too much?

"It's just a matter of going back and forth. If you have a small amount of it, you can stick it to my dragon body under the cover of a phantom."

Lyla contracts. Do you have that hand?

"That means Lyla can have it all by herself?

"It's hard to fly when you don't have much. You can't do it without the weight itself, late."

... you shouldn't have to do that. Lila is a fire dragon, so it doesn't seem to be more stable than the ice dragon system if it's a big wind or bad weather.

"Special Agent Becker, where's the hundred?

"I'm still sleeping. Hilda tells me that the crisis of life has left, but I don't necessarily have to think of anything strange because I can move."

"... like the pursuit of an example guy?

"Uhm."

Certainly there is a high risk that if you remain unstable, you will do something without a thump.

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"What about that General Tori?

"Ha. I told you I'd pack my bags."

Lyla looks around at Kyoro Kyoro. Instead of looking around, I guess I'm hearing you looking for General Tori's location.

And.

"Yoru."

General Kingfisher, who came in strangely through the front gate after a while, oh my God.

"Thank you for your help."

Women's glasses.

I mean, I had Ms Lucia Arts with me.

"... what's wrong"

"No, I'm a little sad. When I'm ready to go say hi to Dr. Lucia, we'll talk about them all following me to the doctor. Ihahahahahaha"

I was in a perfect mood.

And most importantly, pinch me with my wings. In a secrecy mode.

"Hey, all of a sudden you're following me from dinner to a foreign country for medical attention, huh? This is definitely my time, don't you think? Kukekeke."

"... you can't follow a boulder if you're laughing in a creepy way. I mean, is it okay to move your wings like this?"

"Well heard. It actually hurts pretty bad. Look, you're not stretching your left wing."

"Then stop it, it's hot and painful..."

"But now I feel like I can even fly with these wings. Kukekekekekeke."

No, this guy.

"Um, Mr. Clay"

Called from behind, General Kingfisher turns his neck back.

Please don't even look at it from me in the front because it's still creepy.

"Doesn't it hurt? Move your wings in such a clear view of the seams..."

"Oh, no, it's okay, it's okay. It's my master night, right? If only there was a crisis in the National Survival Class, it wouldn't be weird if it was overnight. I can't believe how much pain I've got."

He's laughing refreshingly. Escape from General Kingfisher's wing.

And listening, Mr. Lucia looks a little embarrassed.

"Well, then... well, could you give me a try, too, that"

"Ku?"

"Well, pinch it with wings... you say it sounds a little fun, you say it feels good..."

I think it's just hot and bitter.

but general kingfisher opened the couch pakan for about a second stiff, looked left and right and gobbled his throat, forcing him to make a heartfelt face.

"Well, that's the first time they've said that. You may, my wing embrace, eat in particular."

When I appeal to Lucia with a cool, inches-smelling salute as a result of the cool application, I slowly wrap Lucia with my wings while trying to force her to spread her wings, stiff with severe pain and picking a few times without giving up.

Cairon stopped by there.

"... that General Tori. Come on"

"Yeah."

"Regardless of whether it works or not, I definitely think it will fit my painful eyes to death by the time it heals"

"I feel that way too"

Mr. Lucia's happy face, hidden from between the unstretched wings, and General Kingfisher's fiercely painful eyes contrasted amazing.

"Well, Becker, you brought it in, didn't you? Andy, you and Cairon, I'm gonna fix you up properly. Be aware of the inclination during takeoff and landing, even though there are mats."

"Yes."

"Ugh, no."

Wait for the time of take-off while Mr. Hilda gives you detailed instructions.

General Kingfisher and Mr. Lucia, the first experience of dragon transport, stuck to the window uncommonly.

... Though General Kingfisher may have just tried to flirt subtly.

"Oh, dear Andy."

Maia is supposed to be the wagon for personnel transport, and Lyla is supposed to be in charge of supplies.

"Go on."

When I said it, it also passed on to Lyla, and the two heads started winging at the same time.

"Wow... I've never seen a dragon fly before...!

I can hear Mr. Lucia raising a slightly excited voice.

"Bones at the base of those wings...... elbows too, I want to touch them......!!

"Oh, uh, Dr. Lucia?

"Ha... Oh, no, Mr. Clay's wing base is nice too, isn't it?

"No, the... uh. Kuh."

General Kingfisher had raised his voice baffled by Mr. Lucia's mysterious excitement.

... Didn't you realize it sounded like a weird hobby?

(cont 'd)

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