Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 479

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:09:33 AM

As for the rabbiness, Mr. Hilda had magically cut Tess without bleeding, although I thought I could leave it to her, as Tess, with a very good smile, had brought out the scarecrow for woodworking (full of rust) out of nowhere, saying let's cut both legs tendons -.

That's why it doesn't make sense.

"Yep.... No, let's push it. Yikes. Now your husband is brutally moody. This guy is going to make fun of me again."

"You know, Tess. Sometimes I think Tess is a little hobby and hasn't she been cruel?

"Do I look like that?

Naris pulling a little on Tetes, who is nicoting.

But another colleague, Almeida, was calm.

"When you're at the scene of a bloodshed at a time of plenty of feelings, a lot of young people become hobbies like Tetes."

"Eh. I feel like they're saying something bad"

"It's actually not very preferable. I don't know what else to do."

... I see, a little bit of Almeida's remarks to convince me.

On second thought, he has a proven track record of being promoted with a super militant renfangas as young as Tess... which also means he dived quite a bit of a training ground with a younger, or younger body.

Bleeding from the beginning, brutally resistant, or pulled there for every value...... Either way, I can't emerge without leaving a sense of resistance to something like that.

At a much older age, you'll be able to separate and fold yourselves between normal and combat, but it's a rather difficult story for kids who are still independently and indelibly old.

Tess seemed almost unconsciously to have embodied that kind of renfan gas distortion.

"Tess. If you don't need it, don't. If you're not going to kill him, it's going to be Mr. Hilda's job after all."

When I instruct him to do so, Tess puts the scarecrow down, like reluctantly.

"As far as I'm concerned, I still think it's best to kill him."

And the other atrocist, Naia, responds by taking the hat away.

"Oh, give it back."

"Mr. Hilda isn't just letting him survive with his temper, either. I don't know what to say anymore."

I'm going out for some air while I put Naia's hat on my head.

The air in the cave stinks of Labinez's body odor and blood odor, and once again, I have to cool down a little about my violent nature, which has sublimated me to the point of killing.

I stepped out onto the seawindy afternoon beach, twisting and tilting my body to thwart Naia from jumping and trying to get her hat back.

Nh, spread the net with the food barrels and crates together, and find Maia organizing it again.

"Are you up to it?"

"'Cause I'm just getting started"

When the rabbines had been cleared, it was difficult for the food left on the beach to go bad, and he ran back alone.

"A barrel of salted meat...... a barrel of liquor. This crate over here is fruit. If you don't eat fast, it'll get worse soon."

"It's not this hot... even though it's still spring"

Take Mr. Hilda's wound out of your head as hard as you can, try and say it normally, in a fed up tone.

We can't all fit in with the pointy atmosphere I'm in. Then the strength of will shown by Mr. Hilda will be wasted.

"What are you gonna do tonight? If anyone is going to cook, you should let them choose between ingredients to use and ingredients not to use."

"Uh yeah...... well on second thought, we all look bad at cooking"

"Is that Angelos or Aurora?

"I wonder if..."

When it does, it sucks, it's just dinner serving pickles, meat and liquor in circles. I wish I had a meal, but I don't like a meal that lasts as long as I wash saltiness with alcohol.

"Fruits… are citrus fruits"

"There are also apples. That box there."

"Is this it? You remember me well."

"Smell it and you'll see it all"

Oh well. Even the nose can't tell the smell of strong food in the dragon.

"Give it back, please."

And Naia, who was stubbornly chasing me (which should be easy if I tried to take it forcefully though, so she was dating me in a way), finally reached my head and took my hat back.

Put it back on with a howling face, then look over a barrel or crate that spread gobbly over the netting rope and say something.

"If the problem is getting worse at the temperature, why don't we just let it freeze?

"If you freeze it, it'll be difficult when you eat it. And I can't keep it frozen because it's not in the winter snow, and then I try to keep it cold, and it freezes and dissolves over and over again, so... it's going to get extra bad."

"Oh, no, try to build an ice room."

"Ice Room......?

"Why don't you do it at the polka? It's about keeping a ton of snow in the dustbin and making it last longer by stuffing food with it."

"... I wonder if I'll do it"

I'm not sure because I have a short polka life.

Summer itself is short, and there's not much trouble with food rotting in the summer. Most vegetables and fruits regain their liveliness when left on Spirit Springs water.

But if you ask me, I remember hearing nobles make it around Wang Capital... like there are, like there aren't.

"So you hold it long?

"I'm not sure because I'm not specialized in that kind of facility...... I know there was one like that in the Karlwyn Royal Palace"

"Hmmm... you want to try it"

"Tozo...... you make it?

"No, if you just want to save some food for a few days, you can use one of the warehouses in any fort. I mean snow... you can ask me to make a glass of ice for the warehouse."

"Yeah. Easy."

Reliable.

So, carry your stuff, impromptu ice room? us to try to make it into a warehouse at Fort Half Moon.

I just wanted work outside of the rabbiness relationship...... but it's also true that this kind of bold experiment is a bit heartbreaking, and by evening the mental state in which I stood sawdust was also back to normal.

"So, Dr. Hilda will make dinner tonight "

"No, Mr. Hilda better be resting. You won't be able to use one eye"

"But it doesn't mean we can't all cook. Anze says it's a guy dish, and Aurora says she's not sure what to do unless she's got it all right as recipe."

Mr. Hilda had just wrapped his bandage around one eye and was trying to cook like nothing had happened.

"At least leave the knife to Angelos or Aurora! I'll cut your hand with one eye. Absolutely!

"Oh. Close your eyes and you'll be able to operate on your penis. You're going to call me a turtle."

"Please, don't curve during that surgery."

I close my eyes and get bladed by my penis, or I'm dying just imagining it.

"Oh, uh, we can do that if it's about taro peeling, so I'll help you with that."

Exactly did you feel responsible for working the wounded, or Naris raises his hand and Tetes and Luna go on as well.

"Let Maia do the water... Fire control is my specialty."

If you have any instructions, it's me and Aurora.

"Uh, it's times like this that I'd like to make Andy say you're an A in Dr. Hilda's hand cooking. That's not what I'm gonna do."

"That's next time!

Everybody hold their voices together to stop Mr. Hilda.

By the way, Almeida and Naia are each going around the dungeons of Rabines and the patients' quarters, so I'm not skipping the blur and help.

That's why we're all going to prepare dinner with attitude.

"Yes, surprisingly, it's hard to peel potatoes. I mean, Naris, you're good."

"This is all I can do anywhere."

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"Hey, I'm not sure what it is, but I'm sorry"

"Dear Andy, I've been pumping water"

"Another round trip."

"Yeah."

"... it doesn't look good in many ways for Maia to be carrying water with her balance..."

"When I say that, most of the guys here are in a position where you don't have to cook for yourself for the rest of your life"

"Anze, you've never cooked in any capacity before." It wouldn't be empty if you didn't know how to manufacture ingredients and were better at evaluating other people's finished products. "

"In trots, noble women say they shouldn't work in water."

"Noble. It's a troublesome concept."

"Dark elves don't really value class when it comes to that, do they?"

"That doesn't mean there isn't either. There may be tokos who are not familiar with the concept of their hands because they value money, performance, and immediate parts more than birth."

"Ah, Naia, firewood! It's loaded over there. Bring me some!

"Ha, yes!

Under the sky, which beautifully reflects the change from blue to orange, we tend to moderate and support.

It's not liberty, but it's kind of fun, like when I was a recruit.

All the crossbow guys on the boulder are already handy, but when the troops were still young, on the day they went away for a bit, they were all handy, including me, so bright with wierd and desperately noisy from time to time, I did my meal routine.

After such a meal, at night.

After a water bath with everyone, I went back to the fort once and then to the water bath again, and there remained a naked Mr. Hilda peeking into his own eyes with a hand mirror.

"Oh, stay..."

"Geez."

Mr. Hilda turns to his back with a slightly "seemingly" voice.

"... Mr. Hilda?

"Hey, hey... sorry, I'm surprised. Ya, you wanted to sneak in on me and look for me?

Mr. Hilda tears with his back turned in haste.

Suspiciously trying to get close, "Dame" is sharply stopped.

"... Mr. Hilda"

"... oh, you know, the..."

Smaller mouthfeel.

"Damn, you'd be glad to get close to me after you've bandaged it back properly. I just saw a little bit of my affected area... but honestly, I'm not a doctor, because if I saw it, I'd pull it off."

"Uh..."

"You can't even treat him if you don't get a good grasp of him. So now I've been watching this... If I could have seen this and had an erection, you might be a little pissed off, Andy."

…………

It's a little painful to say this brightly.

Fixing it also meant that it was quite a shock.

Wounds with my own eyes torn open. What a horrible thing to see seriously, though how much can be cured.

Mr. Hilda can't rely on anyone else right now. I just have to see for myself.

Again, that fear and disgust, the strength of this woman standing alone in shock, is a little hard.

"... look at the wound. You may not have an erection."

I'm gonna grab Mr. Hilda's back.

"Can you let me sleep with you for as long as I want? I don't want my female slave to be anxious because of an injury."

"... ha. Do you want me to say something?

"I'll tell you.... No, I guess the other way around. I'm anxious to sleep away from Mr. Hilda and wonder if he's in pain where he doesn't know."

"You don't have to feel weird about it, do you? Andy, this has nothing to do with you, because it happened in Toko."

"I don't want to be responsible, I just want to be needed at times like this. as a man's pride."

"... heh. Sweet, sweet, sweet."

Mr. Hilda smiled and rubbed my wrapped arms in love.

"Well, I can't help it, so I slept with you tonight."

"Never."

"Oh, but I won't have to worry about polarizing if I bandage it, so I might make it a 'sleepless' night rather than sleeping with me tonight "

"It's where I want it"

"Pfft. Ya sasha.... I like you, Andy. "

(cont 'd)

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