Chapter 457

Chapter 457: Talc Holidays 5

Mount Wood is naturally not just a mountain of hot spring caves, but there are plenty of lodging and restaurants around.

You can stay and enjoy Yuji or enjoy the sweetness of the hot springs.

“Every hot spring has steam-based food.”

“There’s an image problem called hot springs, too. Although, it’s a bit difficult to steam with the steam from the source, so I really don’t make it using the heat from the hot springs. “

“Oh, really?

“It’s hard to add or subtract from the natural heat. Cooking facilities are problematic. If it’s delicious, that’s fine.”

Naris looks sad with “er” in Mr. Hilda’s blah blah.

Lovely Naia cheeks up the black steamed bread of Mount Wood’s specialty next to it looking delicious.

“Is it good”

“Yeah. Celesta treats are simple and luxurious and you feel the breath of the people who make and eat them”

“I see, can you even look at it that way”

On the other hand, the trot is rich in food culture, and there are aspects that have become more and more delicately complex in its long history, especially when it comes to confectionery: “Delicious, but too elaborate and pricey, not suitable for mass production at the hands of artisans over time” and 'served at the same time in many varieties, all finally completed as one food by taste” and many other annoying odors. Apart from the fact that Keel Chi’s buns are daringly focused on simple flavors as a country specialty, many urban confectionery stores no longer have a hard time deciding what kind of food they look like.

By contrast, Celesta’s sweets are more or less everywhere like Naia says. The way it’s made hasn’t changed for centuries, it doesn’t look snobbish and it’s the right way to eat mostly freshly made in a luxurious way. Because of its simplicity, it also seems to convey the sense of life of the Fae who snack on it every day.

“Was there less confectionery or something for Carlwyn?

“Looks like the Royal Palace also had a recipe for treats to go with alcohol, but I rarely made it in rural areas or anything like that. Hey. My stomach was swollen first.”

Mr. Hilda frowns as he puts his black steamed bread into his mouth in small pieces.

“I also know that there’s not much food… but it’s not good for my body to eat all that crap.”

“Yep. That’s recognised over there too…”

“You have to do it with deception, you mean. I don’t like it, though I know a doctor’s novel won’t make me hungry.”

Tetes follows up with Mr. Hilda, who smiles bitterly.

“I think that’s fine with the doctor. In the end, the world doesn’t get any better by itself.”

“Oh, you’re going to be so busy with the elderly…. but yeah. It’s the first time that a lot of people worry about a lot of things and try to change them. Big stories about countries like that.”

“That’s right. That’s why we need someone like your husband.”

“… eh, so you’re swinging at me?

“Your husband is not strong, and all he can do is blacksmith and craftsmanship, knowing that he knows himself well and depends on a lot of people. It may be bouncing to surround a female slave like this, but even if it isn’t, there are plenty of people who can help you when you try to do something.”

“… I don’t know if they’re complimenting me or not”

“And I’m the first person to walk out without power, trying to change something. I… I’m just wondering if maybe your husband really has more power to move the world than a hero with great abilities and perspectives like Buster Weather.”

“Oh, don’t make me stand up too well.”

I can tell by that calm but full of certainty that Tess is not joking.

Though, it’s Tess. I have an early record.

“Ho. You finally understand, little girl”

“Don’t ride to Lyla.”

“That’s what dragon riders are for. It’s not like I don’t understand it yet.”

“… well, maybe, but it’s tight to be lined up with Sir Buster”

“Ho, the guy who beat up with his bare hands with that bonaparte will be upset by that bald head”

Well, that’s true.

Me and I still think Bonaparte’s old man is the undisputed best hero.

Compared to that… Well, I don’t think Sir Buster would take a pull either.

“If your husband wants to change Mr. Naia’s hometown and you’re going to walk out…… I’m sure a lot of people will start working hard to change that world, just like Dr. Hilda. I’m sure more people, of their own volition, than Sir Buster would ordinance.”

“… I don’t know about that”

Eat a thousand slices of black steamed bread myself, and I’ll think of the difference.

Well, Lyla and Maia naturally follow me, and maybe a lot of power will follow me to bring them along.

But is that because you need someone like me, or because you’re a dragon rider?

I’m not sure from Tess’ story, and I’m not sure.

“… change… walk out, force…”

Naia moved her mouth, but remained mouthful of potpourri and such words.

I don’t know what you’re thinking from the side.

Then take the Auga rickshaw back to Carlos’ mansion and give it to him for dinner.

The meal was luxurious again, but the second whore festival had been canceled (although Mr. Carlos apparently tried to).

“If you had a heart to entertain your guests, you’d have shown them yesterday, wouldn’t you? Can’t you just say ‘hospitality’ to interfere with a blatant break?

And it was Mr. Knoll who interrupted Mr. Carlos’ arrangements.

“No, but, Knoll, the Talk Merchant wants to satisfy the customer by giving him everything he can.”

“Visible harassment is understandable as a bad habit to show your brothers, but I wonder if you’re not ashamed of it as the heart of a talc merchant”

“… Guru, Ko, teach me the ethics of a merchant, Nor.”

“Can I be honest? Don’t interrupt me, brother.”

“Tell me what!?

“Sister’s Love”

“Yes, who exactly is my sister talking about!? Hey Knoll, that’s about Hilda or Deane, right?!?

“What would you do if I told you?

“Don’t you think it’s weird what I think about choosing the same guy for the three sisters, and a heterogeneous opponent!?

“It’s so annoying…”

“Am I saying something weird?!?

Mr. Carlos stands up from his dinner seat and complains in tears to Mr. Knoll until he embarks on himself.

“That’s not good, if you only care about people who want to care about that. Besides, my brother hurt my pride dramatically in bed. I just want to snowflake.”

“Ho, that’s really it!? You won’t even mention you want to be that rotten human sex slave!?

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“Carlos, it’s a dining table. Come on.”

My wife’s stop finally takes.

“Hih, Hilder!! You too, don’t add up too much to the sole! I know! Even though Nor is not the kind of kid who gets caught up in Soytz, he’s your porn magic cancer bastard.”

Mr. Carlos gets his bird foot teriyaki stuck in his mouth by Mr. Nancy. He wants to stop making nasty remarks.

“Uh, Andy, I don’t think I’m helping you that much. It’s just that Nor had a narrow taste in men.”

“Damn, that’s not true!

“Like there is. By contrast, Andy, you’re not a hammer in terms of number, concentration, or variety, so it’s not that easy and obvious.

“No, Mr. Hilda, don’t fight your tongue in a seat like this. Seriously…”

The dining room is large and there are many other sisters and servants.

Some people usually pull it off, but some of them are scared of the extra Carlos’ gaze because some sisters and maids look interesting.

Dark elves are somewhat lighter than other species against sex, and I realize that in this atmosphere.

Instead, Mr. Carlos is a more dark elf, a minority in the talc, which is also strongly influenced by the org culture. But it is difficult for Carlos to have a general sense of ethics and to be the head of the family here.

“Uh… please, just a few more secrets…”

Luna catches that me disappointed when she tries to contain Mr. Hilda’s provocation while completely unwilling to eat the treat.

When next door. The seat itself should have stayed away.

“Andy…. give me priority tonight”

“… fine”

“I’m already a female slave. You don’t have to spew semen out on another woman, ’cause we’re gonna hang out inside as much as we can.”

“Oh, I know.”

“If you want, you can start here now and show Deane’s family how to seed it.”

“How can you be so hard on me!?

…………

Luna pointed her mouth and slightly took her gaze off. The tricks around here are still childish.

“I can finally sleep with Andy… and he’ll take it for the night by someone who has nothing to do with it again. I want to be adored.”

…………

To straightforward courtship, yesterday I felt the backwardness that I enjoyed with it and accidentally lost my word.

In the meantime, the female slaves clapping their hands on Luna’s words.

“Well said, Luna”

“Right.”

“You’re right. We’re traveling together, but we don’t enjoy it very much.”

“Dark Elves are no worse than my breasts…”

“Heh, you won’t be dissatisfied. Anyway, I have a big knight, a skilled Hilda, and some strong dragons.”

“Mr. Almeida, shouldn’t you appeal to yourself instead of others there…”

“Ho ho. I wish I could do what the owner wants.”

“It’s time for me to be cute…”

“That’s a rush…… you guys”

… I see, after all, you were unhappy that everyone left that difference to an extent.

“Yu, I’m not saying it’s a priority, but let me in, brother.”

“… well, if you’re going to line up your ass naked with all these people”

“Nowol!! Calm down, Nowol!! That’s generally because you’re being trampled on as a woman!? It’s so humiliating.”

“Carlos. You shouldn’t be mouthing my sister’s hobby. You’re 300 years old.”

Nancy follows.

But overall, Mr. Carlos is too right and harder to say.

(cont ‘d)