Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 714

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:05:34 AM

Lleda seems to have had a very favourable impression about the mating she first found out about, for now.

"Ha... You can use it as a pregnancy bag for the Lord from now on..."

... very.

I hear that it's never possible to talk about a woman who is disgusted with sex itself because of her first episodic failure, and Mr. Hilda, who was also a major auxiliary on that point, is not involved this time.

On second thought, there was not much chance of a first etch failure, so I think you crossed a somewhat dangerous bridge. I still can't say I'm a skilled person when it comes to that kind of technique.

Well where Lleida got a bad impression of sex, she told me to hold her, so it wasn't particularly harmful until then, but that's too much.

"You seem to like your dick a lot. Good, good."

... and well, it was a word I put out in my mouth from something like the relief I had fulfilled my responsibilities, but when I say it and then think about it, I still think I'm saying something that sounds like a huge villain.

Am I destined to never escape such an evil image again?

Although I'm a little depressed on my own, neither Emma nor Maia had any particular doubts.

"I can't even do it. If Dear Andy presses me like that, there's no way I won't respond as a female."

"... I know how you feel a little"

... Dragon Daughter doesn't care about nuances like that. I guess it's because you see me as being up there from the start.

So, only Naia reacted slightly there.

"It's kind of... it's like the rumored 'Tutor' thing at the polka..."

"Yeah...... I think so myself"

Smudge and nod. Naia is a good girl. I'm a Karlwinian whose concept of romantic marriage was about to break, so it helps that he retains a decent sense of common sense, even though it's not weird that the way he thinks runs off to those the day after tomorrow, like Beatrice.

I wonder what this difference is. Could it be because the master is a woman?

When I'm putting my thoughts to that, Lyda kneels before me again and confirms it.

"Lord. So, what do I do now? May I continue to wait for your lord's dick while you continue to monitor the valley of Karlwin here? Or should I just offer it across the mountains and give it the full weight of the pregnancy bag?"

"I'm in trouble when people say that with such a serious face..."

Lleda, isn't "cock" or "pregnancy bag" a joke word? I guess not.

"I, strangely enough, will not wear any clothes for the next hundred years, and I am prepared to serve beside you and continue begging for mercy"

"No, don't give me that. Because there are already many of them. I mean, I want you to wear clothes when you should wear them."

Like the Blue Dragons.

And some female slaves would rather be happy if they told them to give up their social lives and live their sex-picked lives, maybe quite a few.

"Oh, really... it was a thought that you told me of your joy as a female and woke up to your own mission"

"Perhaps you'd rather sign a power pact..."

There doesn't seem to be anything called adding or subtracting around being told "I'm going to make you a pregnancy bag" and seriously fantasizing about that kind of life.

Proper sex should be entertained as an option, right?

It's morning, so when you get out of the house, what a beautiful view of the mountain surrounded by unseen mornings.

People in the palace...... no, the dragons are not interrupted because of the early morning flow either. Instead, he seemed to have begun to prepare for breakfast hospitality, perceiving in advance the timing of our appearance.

Sorry to make you work early...... but the dragon didn't sleep much in the first place. I guess that super sensation also gave us a good sense of what we were doing indoors, and in a way it was a constant battle posture?

"Have you enjoyed yourself, great rider"

"... I enjoyed it, but for once, I don't know how to tell such eagles that my insides are being offended in a weird way"

Galamung smiles unreadable and shows the table in the palm of his hand.

The table served outdoors was lined with an unmistakable treat last night.

"Let the old brother-in-law be done with Lyda. The other females are waiting. What, they're all as good as Lyda's, and you can get pregnant as you want. You can assume that all of our female palace births are yours."

"I don't know what to say about this, but I wonder if you're too extreme! I thought this was a cultural palace!

"Mating is never serious for a dragon, even if you skip awe of the rider. If you want nothing else, you can enjoy it. Most importantly, it involves our pride to lose to people's towns and blue dragons in hospitality. This palace is proud to be one of the most intimate and respectful."

"Er..."

How about that destination is the declaration of sex free in the village? No, I'm sure Misty Palace is like that. Sometimes that's a bare colony.

"If I can, I'd like to entertain the great rider Smythson enough to make me feel at home in this palace."

A naked woman, who appeared out of nowhere with a liquor pot, smiles and says.

... live in Dragon Palace and seed irresponsibly depending on allowances. Ah.

My heart moves a little when I actually see the beauty gathering around and taking it off.

Mr. Deane looked at me like that.

"Andy.... I bet you got the same invitation at Misty Palace"

"... uh, speaking of"

They said something a little different in shape, but "You can always come and have frazzled sex," didn't they, before?

And by contrast, I didn't do it because I said, "Can you be so scared?"

There's no reason why we shouldn't do that. No, Misty Palace seems uncomfortable to live in the first place because it's a rock cave.

"... Shit, we'll see about that again anyway for meals. One of these days I might entertain you, but now I still have somewhere to go or something."

I politely refuse to invite you to the seeding festival.

It's the weakness of my heart that left me an eye to entertain one day. 'Cause, you know, there's no way you can say a complete no to the fact that beauties make you frame as much as you want after you've all thought about the liability issue firmly. I can't believe you said that.

"Another time? Then we look forward to it."

The silver dragon woman says without consignment, and still gives you an audience without clothes. Excellent service.

So, if there was anywhere around Naris, he'd say, "Leave me alone. I'm gonna end up stretching it under my nose! I think you might say," Deane shrugged her shoulders like, "Well, I can't help it," and Naia and Beatrice are just getting their hands on each other, and Maia, Emma and Lleda both flush out as normal watching me happily take my leave in a naked woman's forward leaning position, almost unconsciously touching her hands on heavy tits and gently lifting them.

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"If mating is a hassle, should I serve you by mouth during your meal?

"Yes, no, because you won't be able to concentrate on your meal without it"

Enjoy plenty of breakfast while hella hella barely invites an aggressive silver dragon woman.

I feel like I had a lot of heartless or energetic food. Were you prepared for a line that I would be interested in orgying?

The day is up, and we're leaving Crystal Palace for Reiner's grave.

Lyda still looked in trouble when she spoke of my determination.

"I think it's hard to make a change of heart with that. Even if we are ever convinced of the Lord's intentions and ask no questions about them... because it is a matter of pride to be engraved in the soul that the dragon does everything for the Lord"

"I heard a lot about you. Still, I'm going to believe that we can talk to each other in this hour."

…………

"Being alive means being able to change. It means there's only a few possibilities that we can change, whether it's a decision, a feeling, or a change. It won't change, so let's waste it on Nashi.... If you think it's really great to be a dragon rider..."

Grab Lyda's shoulder.

"Any important code, pride or fate... should be able to change it. I don't even know the face you're lifting, if it's me who's alive, not the rules my ancestors made."

"... it"

"Let's change. Let me do what I do.... my hand is not for holding the sword. To make something and hold someone's hand. If there's something that doesn't change, it's to change it."

Oh.

Also, I realize after a little while that you borrowed the words of the Hundred Grants.

Before that King's Capital showdown, the words I stood up to start my battle.

In time we'll go say thank you again.

"... Yes. Exactly."

Lyda gripped her fist in front of her chest, staring at me and nodding.

"Great...... great rider. I realized what that meant. You are, after all, a great man."

"... you do?

"In keeping with the dragon's covenant, and in keeping with the dragon's pride, there are numerous (and many) riders who ride the dragon. But you're going to go beyond that. He wants to change it. To save those who turned their fangs. … it is rare to not be comfortable with it while qualifying"

"... I guess. Well, whatever."

Lyda sparkled her hung, temperamental eyes, smiling.

"Again, I have a strong desire to encourage you as your maternity bag......!

"No I steam that back here!?

"Steaming back or nothing, it's my primary responsibility now. You have to leave your child alone in my womb...!

What a straight eye to say.

"I'm so sorry. Let's just sign a contract of power. I don't mind a female slavery contract."

"Are you unhappy with something?!? Didn't you like my vagina?!?

"Don't say vagina or anything like that out loud"

Mr. Deane shrugged his shoulders, gesturing that Naia was troublesome or deaf with her ears blocked. Beatrice is not sure.

Emma looked like she felt it...... Maia has now transformed into a dragon body.

"Anyway, those pregnancy bags are on hold!

"Why!

My gaze at me is going to get cold again if I take this kid to the polka like this.

(cont 'd)

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