Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 653

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:06:36 AM

After enjoying a sumptuous meal of sake pond meat groves, head to the Scarecrow and Fine Whorehouse during the day. … there is no denying the luxury of the gold, no matter what.

Actually, I didn't spend any money.

And the girls who follow Wye on her way to the whorehouse look different when it comes to being different.

"It's hot..."

Talc skies are abominably bright blue.

Sandy sun-dried brick residential neighborhoods and wide boulevards of the same color, as well as greenery for palms and other tropical plants that spreads leaves healthy.

I also hear rustic handbeaten drums and whistles from somewhere, boosting desert sentiment.

"If you don't wear some kind of hat or sundae cloth, if you're out there for an hour, you're gonna fall."

Angelos also looks hot as he wipes his sweat. Again, Mr. Carlos, who is indispensable in the shade with lots of ponds and greenery, recognises that your garden is a very cool environment.

Looking back at what everyone else would look like, it's Beatrice to Gloria, Aurora and Naia who look equally hot.

It's a very sexy landscape, especially since Mr. Gloria is boldly relaxing his chest and pumping air into it with his hands. Thank you.

In contrast, the desert-grown Luna, the dragon Emma, and the local cosmos lady don't seem very comfortable.

"Isn't it hot, Luna"

"It's a common heat in colonies if this is about it. It's still cool while you're sweating."

"Really...?

"'Cause on a really hot day, it dries up at the sweaty moment"

…………

I wonder if the talc is still somewhat cool thanks to the oasis. It's hot at times.

Imagine Emma approaching me softly when it's getting extra hot.

"If it seems too hot, apply some of my power to keep the temperature comfortable."

"I don't care if it's an application."

If you try to regulate the temperature around you with the "application" of dragon braces, is that what drools the cold air so much that the temperature changes in tens of meters around you, or generates chunks of ice?

Both stand out. Anyway, if you're going to fill the indoors somewhere with cold air, you shouldn't be doing it while you're walking down the road.

Im gonna show Emma my uninspiring face. Emma gets even closer to me, even though she's somewhat lost as to whether her pride is hurt.

"Here's what you can do."

Emma gets tangled up like a hug on my arm as she makes some rounds.

Its body was cold as fresh water and I accidentally shouted "uh-huh".

"Is it too cold?"

"Yes, no, that's not what I meant, but I was a little surprised"

"Holding water pillows" with your own body.

Maia is likely to do it without any particular hesitation, but I didn't expect Emma to do it without being particularly hammered.

"... there is an ice dragon here, but you can't make it difficult to expose the Lord to the heat, etc."

"Is that what this is about?

"If you're cold, just breathe and you'll get it. I can't really help you in the snowy north, but it's only at a time like this that you can use this."

... Maia can almost say "I feel good because I'm cold," but Emma is tough.

But the seriousness of not being sweet without reason around like that can also be considered her charm in a way.

It doesn't mean which is better. They're cute because they're not the same.

Don't hesitate.

I laugh and take my hands off her, crouching and turning my back.

"Huh...? Oh, Lord?

"If you're gonna indulge in the cold, it's best you cover your back."

"Well, that's... but on the Lord's back, etc."

"Just give me a break. Or was that a lie?

"... ugh"

Emma looks left and right and gets lost as she tries to hug herself. And you thought it was disrespectful of you to let me crouch forever, or you end up hanging up and jumping on Gabba's back.

Oh, it's soothing and actually feels good.

"We're going to stand. … Yikes."

No, I really thought I'd walk around holding Emma as a princess cool.

But even I'm not strong enough to be so proud of my arm strength, and my physical abilities are limited for the magic of increasing and restoring my energy. No matter how young and small Emma is, maybe she doesn't have arms until the whorehouse.

But if I were you, I'd be able to walk quite a bit because it weighs all over my body, not just my arms, and because it conveys coolness all over my upper body, it's also efficient in terms of coolness.

"... or, after all, this seems to be something different... why are dragons carried by the Lord in abrasion"

"Never mind."

"No, the other way around. On the contrary, it is better that I bear the Lord."

"That's not good because my physique is too bad"

If I was carrying a luxurious girl, you could smile at me and say, "Oh, I wonder if that kid even got hurt in the leg," but not the other way around. Plus, if you had the look of enjoying Emma's chick all over your body.

No matter how you look at it, you'll be fingered backwards.

"But, Andy. A luxurious, beautiful girl, carrying her back. You mean the end is the whorehouse, you know?

... Angelos pointed out that this is also a much more backward pointing behavior.

Yes, no, maybe I look like a kind man sending you a girl who works there.

And Mr. Gloria comes after me with a hopeful observation.

"As for Theory at the slave whorehouse, it feels like a diagram of her being ruthlessly brought back her daughter who was cut tendons and stuff so she couldn't get away with it at the beginning...?

"Do I look like such a terrible guy!?

Mr. Gloria, who will nibble at me. It's kind of like my ambient gaze is cold when you ask me...

No, is it Emma's temperature that's cold? But when they say it that way, I feel narrow shoulders.

"I knew I would carry it"

"So it is."

Emma rambles on her back.

But Miss Cosmos, who was walking in the lead, looks back there.

"It's okay." ♪ This way from the building there, it's all my shop ♪ There's no one weird to misunderstand. "

"Huh?"

Miss Cosmos pointed to a building that had already passed by and was two miles away. It's a store, selling celestlike skewers and fried food.

One of them is a shop that stacks colorful cloths in front of it and displays accessories hooked to hiccups on the hooks of the slab walls. Both dark elf women have store numbers.

And if you look at Miss Cosmos, the big building with the sign "Cosmos HQ" on the poke a few houses behind it.

Up to the whorehouse, about ten houses on either side of the road in total.

"... everything from here to here?

Point at both sides of the road with your fingers and let them swing to the back, Miss Cosmos sneers.

"There's a grocery store, a clothes store, a simple inn, a liquor store, an uh, tool store, and a clinic dedicated to whores. All land and buildings are in my name."

"... isn't that awesome"

"Well, if you've earned a good job for 400 years, you'll save a lot of money."

... Well, I see.

Though much more familiar with the city as a whore, Miss Cosmos is one of the top ranked luxury whores. It is not Dade to forgive even Minister Ashton for his concern.

Besides, he's a dark elf, so he keeps earning that money all the time while in good shape.

There is no way that a job selling a body is less profitable than authentic commerce. It's not weird to be a big landlord.

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"Sure..."

Think of the act of paying to stand there as one ritual.

"Because it's a special world, I want to step in even with high money," which makes me care to make a special expense.

As a whore's complex, the liquor store, infirmary and entertainment inn can be put together in one place.

But daring to disconnect sexual entertainment from any other routine is honorable as one thought.

"So this is where I am, the paradise of the tallest proud female body ♪ Cosmos HQ ♪"

Miss Cosmos will open the door and invite us in.

There, on red-toned walls and floors, a calm ivory drape loosely separates the room or perplexes the figure of the woman beyond it.

There is a strong incense of sweetness and some egg burning. For that reason, the air was somewhat white and cloudy, and the magical lights floating in an incredible position were creating a more fantastic air of slow swing.

"I wonder if you were in today...... wait a minute. Isabelle, are you there?

"Yes, oh, what, you're the new kid?

"No, no. Kale is that Onyx rampage horse."

"Uh, does that mean these guys are the ones?

"Yes, yes. Female slaves."

"I see.... Hi. It's Isabelle. I'm the deputy manager of this Cosmos store."

The dark elf woman, who appeared after talking to Miss Cosmos and then curtained herself, is the daughter of a dark elf with delicately braided dark hair.

I know you've been working for quite a while as a deputy manager, and I'm sure you're a few hundred, but like Miss Cosmos, that doesn't make you feel at all. And the loose curly cloth wrapped around its body was perfectly clear and did not stand at all to help hide the breasts, buttocks and groins that were thin but luminously claimed by women.

"Oh, hey... thank you"

"Yes?"

"Good boobs"

"See for free?

"Yes, how much do I pay"

A slightly strange tone blames me for watching it for free, and I'm about to pay for it with the flow.

but Couscous and Miss Isabel laughed and made a cute circle with their fingers.

"I'll keep it as a service. Anyway, Mr. Leslie pulled it off without a question."

"Oh, thank you"

"Mr. Leslie can't help it. But you should be careful. Sometimes when you follow a scarecrow, a frightening ogre demands money."

"... I knew there was one. That sort of thing."

"So my face goes through us because of it. Don't follow a sister-in-law you're not good at in the future, I'm going to see heaven here. We welcome you with peace of mind safety lucid accounting, a play that fits your budget. You can leave Mr. Onyx alone."

Pachi, and Miss Isabel winking. Cute.

This is...... I see, if you don't know anything about it. I might get stuck as it is when I get in.

"Isabelle, that's fine. 'Cause he's a free pass ♪ I mean, he's my personal customer ♪

"You're just new here, and you're good at it?

"You're gonna be good at this. ♪ Isabelle's gonna be interested, too, Raging Horse Legend."

"Isabelle must seriously tighten her wallet because Mr. Leslie is a dojo"

"I know. Yo. Thank you. So, you're interested, right?

"Mmm. If the rumors are true, it's absurd."

No, wait a minute. It's time to wait.

"What's that rumbling horse legend?"

Around, I'll ask you what I was wondering.

"That's no longer... you don't have to tell me, do you? That great work with Mr. Onyx before this, who lined up the talc contestants and cut them all up"

"It means I mellowed it from 10 fancy whores and dancers just asking. It's a new legend."

…………

No, well, I know that's a lot of lip service in there, but, well, basically, you guys were pretty happy.

"That's Andy."

"Female slaves. More than 20 sworn women are real."

Proud Aurora and Angelos for some reason.

Something's wrong.

"Hey, more than that. Can I give you a tour, all kinds of things"

Mr. Gloria cuts the raging horse talk that's going to follow in a good place.

"Who is this man?

"Uh, like the painter on the east side. He said he was good at painting."

"Ha. Do you want to see something?

"I want to see it all. Buildings, tools, costumes, whores, plays!

Mr. Gloria ran out of words in an icky tone.

(cont 'd)

Chapter end