Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 707

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:05:41 AM

I don't want to take the time to get there or go home in order to make a mild departure.

There's a customer named Knoll, and it's something that seems irresponsible when you vacate it for too long.

This time, as usual, I decided to take the carriage and leave... and Elmo and the Blue Clan carpenters were starting to build something new in the stash of the carriage for flight.

... what is this.

"What are you making?

"Oh, it's you. White Irina asked me to."

Elmo shows me a drawing that was spread over one of the workbenches… or shows me a little painting.

It must have been painted with Irina's hand. It was an unexpectedly solid brushed pen painting, depicting something like a weird shaped cabin.

"They told me to prototype something like a dragon carrier. I met my fellow housekeepers and the lumber arrived yesterday."

"... you're supposed to make me"

"It just feels like I'm still trying to make it. I've never built anything like flying, so I can't tell you to ride people with confidence yet. But the dragons at Misty Palace are going to help me with the endurance test, so let's make it anyway."

"Thank you......"

"Oh, come on. I know you're gonna use it, but don't be afraid. It's a decent job because it's only meant to be a request from White, and the rewards are supposed to come out of Master Irina properly. And as you can see, it hasn't even taken shape yet."

"Yu, take your time. Because I can handle it in the carriage for the moment."

Departing their work sideways seems somewhat hasty and distracting... well, nothing that happens with care.

But Irina's a good hand-wrestler at odd places.

No, is he always a good hand-wielder? But in the end, not enough in the current carriage leads to the idea of a "flying jerk room," so you're too concerned that it's only in that place that you act fast.

Elmo and the others have no idea what the intent is to "get a ride that makes sex easier on the move". Irina can't be telling you that.

... but I'm kind of enjoying working on it. I kind of guessed their grin. I don't feel comfortable looking like Niyaniya.

"Hey, let's go quick"

"Maybe you wait until you can do that over there?

Beatrice and Naia pull their sleeves.

"No, he said he was going in a regular carriage."

The Elmos notice my gaze and gently raise their hands and go.

I wonder how Beatrice and Naia look in their eyes.

I guess I care too much.

"I wonder what it's like to be seen by those guys like you guys... I figured you'd be naked and mated as soon as you flew away because you're a female slave,"

I'll say that directly to the two of you.

The two turned a little red on each of them.

"... still, well. That's natural because you're a female slave... not what?

"Again... it's embarrassing to care that way..."

Beatrice makes a comment about the position of "I don't care because it's obvious" while turning red on the imagination of a female slavery-like treatment, and Naia takes a position of concern but retains it in a light comment.

Which is a serious condition as a female slave is somewhat of a division of judgment.

... No well, when I got in the carriage, we both took off as a matter of course. I'm free until Carlwin.

Maia grabs me and Beatrice, the carriage that put Naia in, and Emma flies in the afternoon to Carlwin the next evening in the form of chasing it from behind.

We were just having sex, falling asleep, having sex, eating and having sex all the time in the carriage (not everyone was watching, so we were all naked most of the time after all), but in the meantime I'm impressed with the dragon's strength again that nothing's wrong with flying all the time.

That being said, neither Naia nor Beatrice could use the magic of the system to take care of it, so although he arrived in Carlwin and Mr. Deane greeted him first, he gave a little face to the smell.

"... I know you're free while you're flying, but you smell like a squid"

"... excuse me"

"Wait a minute. It's just awful to see Lord Duke or Brian like that."

It's been awhile since we've seen each other again. Early on, Mr. Deane, I'll do the magic of deluding our horny odors.

Somehow its...... sorry.

"... is Beatrice in this state after all?"

"What?"

"No, I could have predicted it, but I thought Andy was really good at horse training."

Mr. Deane smiles bitterly as he erases the smell of Beatrice, full of horny odors.

"While I'm gone, there could be more."

…………

"... you increased it?

"The... well, the candidate... the fact that I took him to Polka"

"... well, I hope Selene isn't mad. If you get too many women, you're running out of time doing whatever you want, right?

Mr. Deiane sighs in arms.

I'm so sorry. No, I don't even feel like I'm talking about apologizing.

"Long time no see, Beatrice, and Naia.... we both got a little bit prettier"

That's what Brian says from the bottom of his heart.

Between glances.

Chief Duke...... the king's deputy sat on the throne and Brian stood next to him. The two still seemed unfamiliar with a position that feels like a king and a prime minister, but they are letting the two play it firmly under the guidance of Mr. Deane and national bureaucrats.

Slow down says the two stand is going to be the other way around. Is it only that Chief Duke is not willing to break the king's position of "surrogate" and that he is willing to crown Brian as soon as his readiness is consolidated?

I think it's majestic like a king. Chief Duke.

Anyway, it would be a big deal if Brian looked at the two of them and said, "It's beautiful" never meant "I peeled off as a woman knowing the sex," but polished a bit with polka.

Thanks to the letting go of the hat, the boyish feeling came out of Naia to make the femininity stand out, but honestly, the change in Beatrice is more remarkable than that.

Beatrice, who was a crude warrior daughter who had no consciousness as a woman, even though she was treated as a brave man and for once she wouldn't put it down there, could only be described as a rough floater in the countryside as a wind.

After living in polka, it turned into a sense of cleanliness. In fact, few cities have a more thriving bathing culture than polka, and living there for a while has made the care of ancient wounds and rough skin much more supple and beautiful than it used to be, and the hair that was all-you-can-blast to judgment was irresistible through it, as a female attraction.

Linda said it, too, but after all, it feels real that a woman has life in her hair. After all, just because my hair is untouched and tidy, my rambling daughter also has to be aware of it as a woman.

Of course, in addition to that, food rich polka living has improved my nutritional status a lot, and I have had feminine roundness all over my body.

It's not so much that I'm fat now, because I originally had the impression that Beatrice felt like a skinny dog. It also has the effect of attitude.

"Polka is a good place. Why don't you come and see Brian once?

Beatrice says a little better.

But Brian replied bitterly.

"I'm still studying. You can't get out there embarrassed until it's a thing. I've been taught a lot and made to feel ignorant."

"It's not like we're ashamed of ourselves"

"What's all this stuff, but didn't you feel pretty embarrassed about it?

"... the nasty one"

As Beatrice leaves her mouth shut, Brian and King Duke's deputy laugh.

"Was the outside world fun?... So Beatrice. You will now know the best outside of Naia in Karlwin. There are plenty of positions in Karlwyn for someone with that kind of perspective to hold. I'm only 15 years old, I've only ever waved a sword. It may be harsh on you, but working in a castle for my hometown..."

"Oh, I guess that's a little impossible"

"... Beatrice. Just think about it. For once, this story is as an official request of the nation, acting as king."

King Duke's deputy is puzzled by Beatrice's refusal to serve in the castle at a mild rate.

but Beatrice shakes her head.

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…………

The air stopped.

For about 30 seconds, neither King Duke's deputy nor Brian made it slight.

And like I said, we both fingered Beatrice and me just as confused and said, "Oh, oh, what... yeah?," etc., and make obscure voices to look at each other and confuse them.

Mr. Deane, who was holding back behind me, sighed.

"I knew this was happening..."

…………

It will, won't it? I was expecting it somehow, too.

"What are you gonna do, Andy?"

"... uh, well... Beatrice got into it too, so we're keeping her as a female slave..."

"Ride!

Brian finally utters a meaningful word.

"A female slave... uh, I mean, treat Beatrice... like a livestock dedicated to child making!?

"... to put it in short"

"No matter how much you do, there will be good things and bad things! By and large Beatrice is a brave man!?

"... you know, I'm actually already a female slave too..."

Nanny and Naia declare as they dye their cheeks.

The two open their mouths and stop again.

... my gaze is googling, and I turn this way to move it with a screw.

".................. Whoa!?

"What do you want to do with Carlwin?!?

"Uh..."

What should I do? What can I say and cut through.

If you think... etc., Mr. Deane will take it for granted.

"Everyone chooses the way of life, makes the person and child they like, and operates with love. It would be the immediate goal of this country to achieve such an outside 'freedom of course'. What do you mean you won't let them?"

"But slaves are... are animals made alike for the making of children in the context of freedom!?

The whole people were originally like slaves, so the word slave is not in Karlwyn, only the knowledge of a terrible word. Brian tries his best to refute it.

…………

Mr. Deane was a little troubled.

but Beatrice strained her chest.

"I want to have a lot of sex with this guy, so you can't help it!

…………

Brian lost sight of the words to be spoken because they were too grand.

In the first place, Karlwyn has not been able to construct a moral that can, on the contrary, preach appropriately against these perverse desires because he has made too much of a thing called sex into a culture of poverty.

Sex, child making is just being forced to do it at some point in your life, not working happily with a particular opponent, and it is the Karlwyn stream that, well, children are forced to be kept in a daycare facility and you don't know what to do afterwards.

Even if it can of course be defined as outrageous to be tied up for that for the rest of your life, what can I point out as a mistake about the behavior of openly expressing your sexuality like Beatrice and asking me to turn for it?

The difference in common sense with the outside world and our distance to the insane world, the two-stage gap made Brian look hopeless.

And King Duke's deputy says with a twilight face.

"… what should we do if we give up Beatrice to you, even if we give up a hundred steps"

"Let Andy make a break with the surroundings so that the portion can be filled. That will do. Make a compromise with Dragon Palace and let the matter of immigration to Trot move responsibly as well. So, Beatrice, it's supposed to be a substitute for working alone."

"Mr. Deane."

"You fought all that battle. You can have another loot."

... Fighting Reiner in me is already going to be quite a long time ago, but I think it would still be the most recent if I tried it out here as Mr. Deane the Stuffing Release.

But Beatrice is a loot.

Loot.

"... you should have kept Herman at hand, Brian"

"... no, uh, on that kind of issue..."

"I just have to give up. Not with Beatrice of the day."

Beatrice was clutching to one of my arms for a long time and tongued out to the Brians.

... Brian, you were adorable about Beatrice.

Sorry. No, really. Not now.

(cont 'd)

Chapter end