Chapter 485

Chapter 485: Area Rave 1

And the next day, we were supposed to leave Red Whale Island behind.

“Well, then, Captain, say hello as you asked.”

“… it’s a deal. Let me do quite a bit of that. But… I can’t promise to be as hand-made as you guys when it comes to handling Rabines guys. I’ll keep you alive, but it’s the enemy of my family. I can’t help it if my men get a little rough.”

“… I’ll leave that to you. I admit we were a little sweet.”

I entrust the matter to Captain Theo Lardo, Galatia’s father. Usually it’s something Mr. Deane should check, but this time I can’t help but be the representative of the deal.

“That yellow dragon, but does he mean he’s on his side?

Captain looks to Bauz, who leans against a nearby wall and waits quietly.

The human body bauzz is pretty big too, but the scale is a little inflammatory around inferior to Captain Theo’s gigantic body. Even though I’m not in the august.

“It’s not like I work for you. It’s up to you to negotiate whether or not he’s on your side. They were just feeding Rabines the pill and using it on his chin, so now that the reason is gone, he won’t be the enemy… but if you want us to cooperate, I want us to discuss it properly with each other. Pirates or whatever, it’s not about dragons. If they find it worthy of help, they’ll move accordingly.”

“… Hmm. I see.”

“We don’t want to vandalize Lapard. It’s not like I want to make it better. I took back what I needed. I intend to try not to interfere as much as possible in the future. I don’t know how far I can trust you by saying…”

“I can’t stop being beaten up from above, but if you’re not going to get your hands on me anymore, I’ve never been over it. Dragons don’t accumulate as pirates.”

That’s right.

“Did you say Bauzz? I’d like that guy to be insured for when the dragon comes into this watershed again. Whether you don’t mind eating more than paste with people’s loads, there’s an order we’ve built in this ocean. It’s hard to get roughed up by a creature out of bounds.”

“Talk to Bauz directly about that. It’s not my act.”

Well, if the dragon takes my job, everyone’s in business. Maybe that’s okay in the world, but that makes it hard to laugh as a mesh eating position.

If you’re going to get your hands on it, I’m sure it’s the only thing you should do that other races can’t do. A dragon is.

“Then Bauz, you too, please. See you in Polka sometime.”

“… oh”

After this, Bauz is supposed to pick up his own Ryder Eufa, who is hiding on a slightly remote island, and start transporting the patients remaining on this island with it.

We have to unload the knolls in the talc, and we have some baggage left in the talc while we collect it as supplies. It was subtly off schedule with Bauzz going straight to Polka.

“Deane, you’re not going to Timbales after all?

“My sister’s eyes would be more of a problem. No matter how magically cured you say, you shouldn’t have a decent vision back for a few months if you let it go. I can’t take you on an expedition in that state. Special injuries such as those that are difficult to heal naturally, even in spiritual springs, should take a lot of time. We should start treatment as soon as we can.”

“Bu. I haven’t wanted to see that town in decades.”

“You just have to look at it again with healed eyes. The mission will be sandwiched, but if it’s been vacant for decades, it’ll be the same if you send it for about six months or a year.”

“That’s all.”

I’m sorry to hear about Mr. Knoll. Well, but you should put it back as soon as possible that your eyes remain damaged. It’s going to be a burden on the spirit, too.

“Well then… it’s over to say hello, shall we go home”

When I sent Mr. Deane my gaze, he nodded back.

“Oh. I got in the way. Even though we were in a hurry, let’s apologize for all the disrespect.”

That’s what Mr. Deane says, hands on his chest, eyes down. When Captain Theo takes it with a slightly more complicated face, Galatia shouts at me at the end.

“Promise! Don’t forget!!

“Mm-hmm.”

“Promise? Galatia, what are you talking about?”

“Dad, shut up.”

“Galatia!!

Kind of runs away because another unprofitable parent-child fight is about to start again…… no, I decide to leave.

This time, I brought a carriage that I didn’t even use from the mainland (the other side), so I can afford the space in the car.

“Ah, I wanted to swim because I came to the south island.”

“Patience me, sister Knoll.”

“In the first place, are you willing to swim on an island with so many men?

“Well, if you think it’s like an oasis,”

Mr. Knoll flatly returns to Angelos’ frivolous inquiry. Oh yes, dark elf women were loose in terms of perception and exposure.

“Well, that’s right, if it feels like a mixed bath”

“Please don’t let the Knight Chief get lost in blood! Because it’s not the same as the problem! It’s just a porn service to an unspecified number of people!

Sharon was also suddenly stuck by Naris. It’s called Lyla and a good Mr. Hilda, and for some reason I feel like my boobs tend to be so deftly exposed around me.

“Mmmm… is it the same feeling that big dick orgs don’t hide their groins”

“Mr. Smythson, what are you whining about all of a sudden…”

I am deeply sighed by Naia sitting next to me.

“You don’t look like an ogre anymore. I don’t think that’s an organ anymore. It’s something taily.”

Luna was not frightened of lewd language. Aurora, who was beside it, and Tess, who rode herself out of the chair, nods yeah yeah.

“There’s a limit, isn’t there? The size of your chest, the height of your nose, if you go past it, it becomes unusual beyond charm.”

“Yeah, yeah. I mean, the bigger the penis, the harder it is, it’s totally a man’s fantasy.”

“Just think about it and you’ll see. I have trouble with penises that are short enough not to go in or out, but I usually don’t like it when it hurts to just go in and out.”

“Mr. Andy is just great at that, isn’t he? It’s an irresistible size that allows you to concentrate on pleasure, and you can also get unexpected stimulation depending on the angle at which you put it in…”

You guys are the youngest group, so don’t inadvertently molest without one of the lights. Naia is in trouble for pulling her hat downstairs.

… I mean.

“Hey, because it’s two cars, you’re almost on this one…?

“Oh, I rode Al over there for once, too. I thought you wanted to talk to Jose about something in the old story.”

“… no, the two of us. Isn’t it weird to balance all the rest over here? Pretty much the same size, right here and there!?

The carriage over here is supposed to be carried by Lila and the carriage over there is supposed to be carried by Maia.

I thought Lyra would be more comfortable riding because her larger body stabilizes the flight…… and her smaller body makes up for it with her wind reading sense and flying skills, and Maia isn’t quite bad either.

Two over there, three gauntlets for Mr. Deane and three sisters, two ace nights for Luna and me for Naia… eleven.

“Hmm, can’t you help it? ‘Cause my brother, Jose, if you’re here, you can’t take it off, can you?

“… Yes?

Mr. Knoll moves his sleigh and seat and sits on my lap and peeks into my eyes from close range.

Smells fuzzy.

“Doesn’t it look like you’ve been having a lot of fun on that island while I’m gone or Sharon? Yet even if we rendezvous because of it, we don’t have time to slow down. It won’t take half a day to get to Talk, but it’s your last chance to interact with your sister and brother, right? I just need Jose to be a little shy.” “

Mr Knoll sounds like a pleasure to say. Apparently, he planned it before he got in the carriage.

“So, dark-elf, is the word sister-brother interaction a sexual pun…”

“Oh. It’s not sexual. Do you end up with AC?

“… I’m really pregnant, that’s what I’m doing”

“Phew, let me get pregnant and then win proud. Dark Elf’s womb is a mess.”

The line I heard one day. I mean, the provocation got a little more aggressive than before.

But.

“That’s a proposition, depending on what you hear…”

“Hey. But I don’t hate Abu Nyi gambling like that.”

A treasure of the desert, whispering with a frizzy stream.

“What is a bet… a bet”

“If they make me pregnant, my brother wins. Get me.”

“What if I can’t get you pregnant?

“Too bad awards. Try again next time.”

“If you win, female slave, lose or fuck as many times as you want… that doesn’t hurt me in any way, does it?

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“So you want to make it in a punishment game too?

Isn’t that the problem, and isn’t that just totally about when my kids are going to get pregnant in the future anymore? On a level that just doesn’t come with me to the house and can be universally mistaken for my wife entirely.

“Oh boy… well, Sister Knoll is passionate”

“Andy, mellow on you. I know. “

Mr. Deane and Mr. Hilda laugh bitterly and take off their clothes.

“What, you’re both in? It’s only half a day. You can lend it to me.”

“Something I regret when your child is conceived first by Knoll, who came later “

“Well, me and my sister Hilda have contraceptive magic… good enough to disperse the bullet count, right?

“Terrible…… you want to go back and forth to the sack where you have a slight chance of conceiving anyway, even this one?

I don’t want to invite you to sow like that vividly.

“I was going to have my own moderation for once…”

“… Oh yeah?

“Mr. Knoll, you just said it like a real new discovery, didn’t you?

Moderation. Yes, my own.

Honestly, Mr. Knoll and I were supposed to “play overnight” every time, right?

No, that might be a terrible thing to say if you normally think about it, but you were planning on keeping it with Otona’s dating after matching the Dark Elf values that make it easy to get laid and run off to sex, right?

Seriously, it would be worse to get pregnant and aim, in this case.

but.

“Moderation at a point where I’m willing to make my wife’s sister Hilda my thing… hey?

“… Yes”

When they say that, persuasion can disappear from all their words and deeds.

Yeah.

Indeed, in comparison to that, I can’t believe the last line of spirituality to Mr. Knoll said, “What, there was? I don’t know what it is. In fact, there’s plenty going on inside every time.

But, you know, I don’t think that kind of line pulling is something I should push through every time because I’ve stepped over it elsewhere.

I want to claim that… but I’m not sure I can pass it on.

I’m going to throw that moderation away.

“Then forget the moderation…… to your coco”

“Ah…”

Insert your hand into Mr. Knoll’s clothes and finger around the uterus.

“On the premise that you want to have my child… on the premise that you want to have mine. Sex for that, right?

I whisper deliberately so that my breath blows in my ear.

Mr. Knoll shivered his spine with Zokri, but only looked at me at a colorful angle.

“… not that I want to give birth…”

“Aren’t you going to give birth to get pregnant? Are you going to flush it?

“… I won’t do that, darling…”

“Then you’re asking me out because you want to give birth, and you want me to swim a cup of my child in a sack”

“Huh… that’s…”

I get a little sadistic with Mr. Knoll not stomping through the subtle part between “try to get pregnant” and “I want to give birth”.

“Well, I’ll let you give birth even if you don’t want to. More than having conceived my child. And until I stopped wondering about giving birth, I would continue to imprint on my instincts that Coco was my only child making hole.”

Throughout his lower abdomen, he inserts his finger into his underwear and whispers his hairless labia cunnilingly, whispering his tits low with his other hand.

“You want to be, don’t you?

“Ugh, no…”

“It was my moderation that put up with making you aware of it.”

Whisper like a todome. My breath leaked from all over the carriage.

“That’s right, master, it melts…”

“I wonder if you could tell me that way too…”

“Besides when porn and pinch, uh, it’s going to come out.”

“I like being sweet and childish, too, Andy.”

“The gap from ‘sweet’ to ‘offense’ is good…”

“But Sister Knoll is surprisingly vulnerable to pushing…”

“Andy, I think it’s because it’s you. Yikes? You suddenly get cum when your child of choice attacks you. “

“… I want to go down”

“Um, I’d like to move to the back row… okay”

In a carriage going over the sea.

Somehow, it still started.

(cont ‘d)