Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 628

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:06:57 AM

It was me who had me put in one of the rooms where I turned into an atelier (and of course I want to watch Sharon and the others naked), but Gloria's painting landscape was very odd.

Or it draws in total natural color even though there is only one paint on the palette.

"What's going on with this..."

"Yeah? What?

"Stunning use of colors even though there is only one color of paint..."

"Oh, this? Easy magic."

When Mr. Gloria, who laughed, moved the paint to be gently worked out at the tip of the brush, the skin tone close to the white became a lot darker.

"This is all you need to do to manipulate the color. Of course you can't come out with any color, but there are limits to what you can change from one pigment to another. You can't turn black into gold."

It's convenient.

"It's magic that anyone can do with an elf. This stuff is no big deal.... If I make it into a race I can't, maybe it's cheating."

Mr. Gloria running a brush to flow.

The nudity of the real Sharon in front of you is also wonderfully nasty, but no less fleshy a statue is drawn up on the canvas than it is.

"I don't know if this will take days."

"I'm confident in the speed of my hands... but I want another day or so. It's a good model. It is good to get out and tighten up and take off on top without any skin or spots. I've asked for models for money, but many women don't want to take them off by sunny windows."

"I think so..."

Regardless, I don't want to be seen by unspecified people, and I don't want my skin to burn in the strong sun, or something.

My ladies have a lot of elves, so I usually hear they magically take care of sunburns and stuff when they're concerned.

"I know there are many women in good standing, but still, this beauty doesn't. Is that it? Is that the doctor doing the skin with secret medicine or something?

"Mr. Hilda is well... you'd be good at that, but I guess the truth is, thanks to the Polka Spirit Springs being awesome"

"Oh...... I didn't say. It's good for beauty, isn't it?

"But I praise you if you do about someone else, but isn't Mr. Gloria good enough?

"I don't... I have a lack of exercise, and I'm careful, but my skin is all kinds of rough, so Ala stands out, this is it."

"I don't know..."

"Drink, fill your stomach with knobs... have sex in a dim inn like every day, and live. Bye. Honestly, it's been a while since I've done a painting."

Gloria whines to herself that not wearing very tight clothes is what ends up happening.

... He feels so painful that he's alarmed.

"Even these women queue up and wait... I forgive myself while I'm being asked, but when I mix this up with a superior woman, I feel humbled."

"Ma, I don't really care... it's not good that it's not healthy, and I might as well improve my life a little bit in Polka sooner or later"

"Oh, boy. I don't think an amusement mountain after the Harlem bastard is going to turn around and think about your health."

"Whatever triggered this, I think it's a good idea to think about health."

I can't stop talking. Tess and Naris' skin tones are instantly painted up.

Do you fine-tune the color or even use magic to dry the brush with your reverse hand sometimes and stroke the canvas with your palm?

"Hmm... and your posing is a little off balance"

Mr Gloria points to Naris and says suddenly.

Naris (naked, of course) was stunned.

"Is it now!? It's been about an hour since I started posing like this!? I mean, you've already drawn quite a bit!?

"Mm-hmm. 'Cause I just suddenly wondered."

"Suddenly! You're redrawing it in a different pose now, right?!?

"Oh, now I'm going to draw. But when I lined up, I thought I was less aware of what I could see than the other three."

"Ko, I was going to pose in a pretty good mood for this...!?

Naris comes intolerably to see the canvas as it is.

The four figures as naked women's statues are depicted side by side on a single canvas.

In fitting into one sheet, the occupancy of the screen is intentionally altered, so the four figures are not the size ratio they appear to be from this scene. But in it, Naris did have a slightly wilder vibe than the other three.

"Kuh. even if my poor smell is picturesque..."

"No, no. It's hard to stick to your body when you're not usually aware of a beautiful position from someone else's perspective. See, for example, the angle of the face from the other person, the extension of the spine, the angle of the hips, this kid is posing to look good. Your poses look thoughtful and all too honest."

"Mmm... even if they say so..."

"You don't really look in the mirror or anything."

"Hi, you care about familiarity to the extent of the crowd, right?

"A woman who cares about being seen, if you give her a look and a costume box, she'll just crush it for half a day, right?

"... Exactly. That's uh"

"You're just a knight, and the squeeze on the body is decent, and it seems to be flexible, so I studied how to pose like that a little bit."

"Mmmm...... I knew you couldn't redraw it?

"Fine, but why don't you decide it's the next one? I've already made this placement in its current form, so if you put it in a different pose, you can create an unnatural space."

"Ugh..."

Return to where Naris was awesome and repose.

But there's some muscular reason, and I'm not in the same mood as I thought. The pros are still amazing.

"We just see nude paintings of women with horny eyes... but I guess I'm obsessed with them, a lot"

I squeal with smudge.

"Even if you don't know the reason, it's a good painting to be intuitive about how good it is. If you've become a fan without reason, it's painting."

"I guess. Well, I guess so."

That's what we're talking about. Sir Buster came around.

"Order Naia to climb the castle?

"An order, or an invitation from the queen. I said show me your face. I don't normally need that kind of expression on my knees, so it takes the form of life, but if you're in a hurry and I can't, I'll tell you."

That's what Lord Buster said and put his feet together on the couch.

The four of the gauntlets continue to model the painting as it is. I was the only one who resigned and moved to another guest room where the other daughters waited.

"What do we do, Naia? If you have no particular reason to refuse…"

"Yeah... well, if it doesn't mean staying in the castle, soon enough,"

"One night or two, I was also thinking about getting the queen to talk to me."

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"I'm like Beatrice's escort now... because I can't throw out too much"

"Hey... nothing I am! Words make sense here!

"There's too much you don't know about walking around, even if it's just words, right?

"Well, that's... even if it's not you, there's as much else..."

"Mr. Tetes and Mr. Naris are gone now, aren't they?

…………

Shut up Beatrice.

But, well.

"Naia, I think it's okay if we talk a little slowly. If you're talking about Beatrice, Emma or Maia can take care of you for a little while."

I'm not saying. On the contrary, there's going to be more hassle.

But Naia looks worried.

"Beatrice shouldn't be so close to the dragons..."

"But there's no place for people to refuse to do what I tell them to do with every single one of them."

Right, and I turn to Maia and the others.

We both nodded naturally.

but Naia peeled a little.

……

"... don't you want me to come back so much"

"Uh, no, that's not true,"

Sir Buster listened that far, ha, and sighed small.

"Absolutely. How did you get that brave man so far? Hella on the top, I always stuck it in the bin... and it got sweet."

"Well, that's... yes, but"

"What. Much...... I mean, Smythson, are you serious? It's called that god of war and a good dragon... I don't care if they see me as a woman. Tess has made a strange misconception before, and I don't think he's crazy."

"As for Naia, well... did you mean it?"

Though slightly out of sight, I will insist properly because I intend to work spontaneously on Naia once and for all.

"... ahhh"

Sir Buster looks bitter but does not exhort him ostensibly, sighing and throwing up dissatisfaction.

"I don't know if I can give the queen a taste for your culture-stained Naia... but life, that's why"

That's what I say and get up.

"Let's go, brave man. Don't tell the Queen anything strange."

"What is strange?"

"Even then I can still show it to you as a little girl. I'm asking you to avoid any irritating stories around your curious age. Especially Smythson."

"I can only vaguely bear in mind with far-flung advice, if that's the case. And you're not a brave man anymore."

Naia's claim is suddenly covered by a floating voice.

"They say she's a female slave now. If you want to call me synonymous, call me that."

"Huh!? What the hell is that?"

"Well, you hadn't spoken directly to Lord Buster yet. I am Naia's love sword flashing sword. No, I kept my mouth shut, and I was not too short with you, so I was inadvertent."

"... is this the talking sword? For once, I saw it in the Sword Saint Brigade report... bad, disturbed"

"Flashing Sword, I've been silent for so long, but only today..."

"Since Naia wakes up to color... and asserts herself to a bad chance, she doesn't get wrapped up, thrown in the barn, or treated like shit. But if he doesn't get involved, sometimes he can't talk."

"... you're in trouble too"

I haven't heard a flashing sword in awesome time, too, and it keeps us both away.

He doesn't want to hide who he is anymore. Well, I fell apart for the Sword Saints Brigade, but I can't help but keep it all a secret from Sir Buster...... I guess.

(cont 'd)

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