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Chapter 496




Chapter 496: Children of Andy and Polka 2
I’ll be at the baron’s house before noon.
I was also used to having a delicious meal with Serene at the Baron’s mansion. No, it’s also rude to say that I’m pushing enough to get used to it.
Have you finished your meal?
“Ah, Baron.”
And the Baron visits the room in anticipation of me and Mr. Deane finishing their meals.
Regardless of my exotic guest, Mr. Deane, I couldn’t eat like that in the presence of a noble baron.
The Baron is making the area clear. Familiarity is not good for the Baron’s children and the rest of the Polka either when they habituate cross paper tearing that much.
This is a tourist destination, and it can be a big problem if civilians work too disrespectfully on noble opponents, so we have to show only the existence of rules between classes from time to time.
“I hear it worked again in the South. Angelos, you spoke a while back.”
He’s here.
“To see Peter’s face. I don’t know, some other woman gave birth to her man’s son, but I think she’s gonna drown.”
“Ha…”
“Harlem round and enviable limit…… Cohon”
Baron coughs with selenium and apple sidelined in the same room. I guess I didn’t think it was something I figured out who would leak to my wife from. It was a wise decision.
“Baron. The mission will welcome a large mountain for some time to come. I may not be able to go back too often. There may be more trouble with the dragon relationships involved in the South, but I’d like to ask for more.”
“Hmm. Was it about the example boy dragon or the crushed drug organization”
In the words of Mr. Deane, the Baron looks aristocratic.
“The dragon is a smart species, but that boy named Safr is still young. There will be occasions when you may wield your power by I’ll talk to Misty Palace…”
“Hmm. Well… as far as I’m concerned, it seems harder for the women who got hit by drugs.”
“That’s not easy either. I’m going to get the northern elves to help me until I’m fully healed… sorry I didn’t originally plan on bringing all this trouble”
“I also hear it was Andy’s responsibility as a dragon user. I’ll take care of the fact that the power is saving Polka a lot today, and I’ll take care of the town’s persuasion.”
“Never mind.”
Mr. Deane has put the story through for a breath, and he’s about to finish the story before I turn up.
I have to say something. This is my wake-up call.
“Uh.”
“Hmm, what is it, Andy?
Nothing comes to mind trying to accompany me with something trivial.
“… there were so many beauties”
I ran my mouth off about something super irrelevant.
No, well, I was collected as a sex slave, so it was natural that many good looking kids.
“Ho.”
A baron who caresses his beard and has the sharpest face of the day.
Immediately Mr. Deane struck him in the armpit with his elbow. I guess I added or subtracted it, but it hurts.
“This is…”
“I don’t know what to do, Apple, just maybe I can’t pay a little attention when all that female slave candidate comes at once”
“Different!? Because I’m not going to do it!?
Is the perception of the selens seriously becoming “the new beauty coming to the polka = my slave”?
I can’t tell you enough about the part where the idea is flying.
And finally, to Grandpa Digo’s inn.
Millils and the three sisters are still working fine today.
“Hey, I’m done drying my sheets.”
“Uncle, where are you?
“Your grandfather is in the field today…… Ah, your husband!
Reacting to Millil’s voice, the orange hairy sisters each face from across the picon and sheet.
Under a clear sky, a garden of inns colored by young grasshoppers. An extraordinary smile peeking across the white cloths.
“Nyah.”
“Nyah.”
The twins pop out to slap the sheets and jump at me.
I can’t help but hold the two of them and smile.
“Welcome home, looks like you had a big adventure this time”
“Right now, Millil… I’m going out again soon.”
“Eh. You don’t?
“I want children soon.”
“Here, Azel has Lisel, too. I won’t say that in the daytime.”
All you can do is laugh bitterly, me and Mr. Deane. That’s why you’re here at the polka to get me to plant the kids, so the two complains are absolutely right. I’m right, but I think their presence makes my position at the polka extra easy.
Just like the fellow colonists, so go home… but I can’t say now, I guess if I’m going to give birth, I’ll let them give birth in polka and then I’ll give them back. I feel really distorted that I’m not a female slave but only certain to have my child.
“When the job is really done, let’s do it in full, all three of us”
“Yeah!”
“Let’s all be together.”
“Both of you, so keep your voices down a little…”
When Millil tries to pay attention to his sisters with a troubled face, Grandpa Digo, carrying wild tools, stands just half his face hidden across the inn building at some point, staring at me. With a huge scary face.
…………
It’s amazing.
No, I thought you already knew what was going on…… it’s another matter of whether you can look at it favorably where you understand it, right? Sorry. You run insect spit (not peel) just thinking about how evil kids who are playing with women in good shape often offend indiscriminately the pretty daughters they take care of, too, right? It’s not reason, it’s emotion, right? I understand.
“Ha, ha, well, what, it feels like that could happen in the future,”
“What’s wrong?
“Your husband?
Me trying to escape the premises backwards. Is this all you got today?
Mr. Deane just laughs bitterly as he notices Grandpa Digo. Apparently, after it gets really dangerous to get in your way of Grandpa Digo, he’s going to.
You don’t have to fit Lyla to that point.
“Kid…”
“… excuse me – sooo”
“Wait!!
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When the child sees it, Grandpa Digo shakes up the quack with a face that just looks like a chisel on his expression. It’s dangerous. It’s dangerous.
“No, uncle, you’re gonna get hurt!
“Your husband!
“Let go, let go, Azel, Rizel or! If you don’t at least give me one shot, that kid is set to continue to be untrue!
“No! If you do that, I won’t forgive you for your grandfather!
I wonder if I can really be the face of the polka at this rate.
Around the polka, the last thing I followed was a hot spring.
At Mr. Deane’s suggestion, we talked about not walking around in the dark anymore, but taking it as slow as possible, and when we went into man water, Safr was just kidding with the local kids.
“Sounds like fun”
“Whoa, Andy…… nooo!?
When I greet him with hanging water, Safr looks at me and circles his eyes.
No, to what Mr. Deane looked like from after me, it was.
“Get out of my way, kids”
Mr. Deane says softly as possible and flushes his body in the bucket he receives from me.
The curves drawn by the brown skin allow the water to flow beautifully and its seductive breasts and hips to shine brightly in the daylight.
The top of a huge tit with an overwhelming presence but no breakdown in shape, a nipple pointing grandly at the boys’ faces without being hidden at all. If you move your gaze down from there, this and the hairless genitals of the elves are also sparingly exposed by the sunlight that shines back from the surface of the water.
Slightly dripping from it is the remnants of semen that I poured in plenty in the morning.
“Whoa… don’t let the water get dirty unless you put a little bit of caution in it”
The boys’ gaze would not have pointed that out, but I wonder what Mr. Deane’s appearance seemed to be in the boys’ knowledge, whining slightly lighter and focusing on his groin.
“Whoa, hey, here man, yu…”
That’s what Safr, who was pampering his mouth, finally said, wanted to be assembled by the other boys and sunk in the water.
“Shut up!
“This is fine! Fine, you’ve decided! What are you complaining about when a beauty comes into man water!
“Tits are justice!
… I love tits. As long as the polka kid tradition is well inherited and reliable, but it’s a dragon for once. I’m kind of terrified of their hot courage to take on a new generation of polka.
“Hmm… still good, the Spirit Springs. I went in with my sister yesterday, but I still feel most relaxed next to you.”
While Mr. Deane realized he was gathering the boys’ gaze, he sat next to me and gently took a half-bath.
“Nice service”
“What, the man gets desperate instead because he hides it. If I get used to it, I don’t care much. We all do in Talc.”
“Isn’t that because it’s the world of augs and dark elves…”
Auga is generally what makes a woman of her own race a defensive range, and the majority of dark elves don’t have a human rolling lust.
But the human race is not so accustomed to such paradise.
Besides, it would be all the more so if it were to be the finest like Mr. Deane.
When the boys are to blame, they drink gokuri and spit, carefully burning Mr. Deane’s tits in their eyes. Some of those boys were taught by Laurier in the morning.
“Whoa, hey… it’s not good, this kind of thing… hey, Andy?
Saffle of one-person suspicion of behavior. He still doesn’t have the heart to break it off that he loves porn. That’s interesting again, too.
“Safr…. it’s certainly not a good idea to look at a woman’s body on her own”
“Yes, you are.”
“But not if you show me! Instead, it’s polite to see!
“Don’t you think it’s an insult to make them think that that nakedness has only enough charm to whistle and delude them! Trying to piss me off later! Trying to be despised! Isn’t it worthwhile of a man to wear it!?
I’m hot. Local boys clapping their hands. Flashing saffle.
Mr. Deane sighs and slaps me in the head with a bucket.
“Yikes.”
“I certainly don’t want to tell you not to look, but not everyone in the world wants to be like rants and goats”
Imagine that.
It’s standard world for a woman to sicko without attacking her even though she’s undressing.
… I certainly hated it a lot.
(cont ‘d)