Chapter 501

Chapter 501: Guys Fort

Out of the Elf Territory, out near Polka, there were just six bells ringing from the temple.

“Just a little over time, I guess”

“Deane will forgive you for this.”

Irina says so and stops at the edge of the woods.

“Then go and come. Expect interesting souvenir stories and wait.”

“What, you’re not going back to the Baron’s mansion?

“I left it because I was in a hurry, but I just feel like completely ignoring Marc. I thought I’d give you a little sermon.”

“… don’t bully me too much. It’s probably more common sense over there.”

“You’re too weak for those in your way.”

Irina says so and disappears again into the bond.

We shall laugh bitterly and return to the Baron’s mansion.

At the Baron’s residence, Mr. Deane and Lyla gracefully spread the tea set, while waiting for everyone to return.

A tea party with a wooden luggage box at the table and a barrel instead of a chair is also a strange thing because these two look kind of like quite a bit of character when they’re doing it grandiose.

“Back, Andy”

“Ho. Who’s not back?”

“You’re the four gauntlets. You must be taking a long time to dry your hair.”

“Ho. Trouble. If we’re Fire Dragons, we’ll end up in the pond and fire.”

Normally, if I did that, my hair would get chilly. It is unique to dragons that are significantly heat resistant, including even hairs.

“Isn’t Irina going back?

He wanted to give a little sermon to the head of the red clan.

“Sermon…? No, I guess.”

Mr. Deane looks indescribably at Aurora’s report.

It is only to the knowledge of Mr. Deane that the head of the red clan has become Marc. Irina was going out of her way to scold me, so I guess there was something wrong… I would have immediately guessed.

“You must have touched Irina’s butt without opening your eyes because you meant Andy.”

“That much!?

I was spotted up to the history.

After a while we waited, we would either leave in a bumpy mood, or Angelos, Mr. Hilda, Apple, Naia and Luna would also show up from inside the Baron’s mansion… and then the nalis, in a good mood and hot air from across the hill, would show up and we would finally leave.

Baron and Christie, Selene, Jeanne, Fennel, and my mother also came out to drop me off.

We’ll take care of the polka.

“We cherry blossoms will do everything we can to help the victims of the drugs we have deposited.”

Nodding to the two reliable nobles, and shifting his gaze to Selene.

“You’re well, have a baby…. and Selene is safe.”

“Yes.”

“Polka would work for sure. There’s no place like here where you can have a baby in peace.”

“It’s the Baron you’re hiring, but if you have to, me and three of us, we’ll run for your husband”

“Now that the elves and dragons are protecting us, this is the safest country in Trot. Better than that, you can’t do it, can you, Andy?

Nodding at my mother’s words, I get in the carriage with everyone and finally look over this hometown.

Houses that snap into a sleek ups and downs, woods and mountains that surround them far away.

About a year and six months ago, some approximate hometown had now turned into the warmest place to accept all of me.

Make sure of that, nod to nobody, and I close the door.

To get back to this town, let’s work.

With renewed determination, I’m heading to my last job as a soldier.

Over the mountains, over the valley, the fort, which had not returned in a long time, was… the fruit of the efforts of the Goats, which seemed a little more comfortable.

“Yo, nice to meet you.”

“You… are enjoying something, Cairon.”

“I’ll take care of it. Nobody’s coming. Toko’s answering machine is my specialty.”

Probably at the hands of Gort and Boyd, with some more huts.

And Cairon greeted us in a relaxed mood on the newly built watchtower with a hammock.

“At least come down and welcome me. I’m the captain, Mr. Deane.”

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

“You’re just taking a nap!

* It looks like we’re having a normal conversation when it’s just the text, but it’s a conversation above and below the watchtower that’s seven to eight meters tall.

I mean, aren’t you afraid of a hammock at the top of that tall tower?

“Ten Chiefs of Cairon. I have a souvenir bun.”

Luna puts up a bun of snacks and Lyndon.

“Oh, seriously.”

“It hasn’t gotten hard yet. We need to eat fast.”

“Ugh. Eat. Eat.”

Cairon flips himself out of the hammock and comes down as he rubs the hashigo on the side of the tower. Though inferior in physical terms to the rest of the Beast clan, the sense of balance is just the Fox Beast man.

“Cash.”

“Isn’t that nice? I forgot about us anyway. Don’t be great when you’re here.”

“Sure, I forgot.”

“… fine.”

Cairon looks a little hurt as he moves around the bun. Yeah. Sorry.

“Nothing unusual or anything?

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Mr. Deane and the others are in a hurry to load the materials they have brought, and to split the room in the dormitory.

As a Secret Service agent, Cairon is at the forefront of this fort, so I was supposed to be the first to report on my absence, but so far, it’s not such an urgent atmosphere that I came around to say hello.

“For once, that General Tori and his girlfriend put him back in Rennest as soon as he got here for a moment. Your daughter’s dragon.”

“Juline.”

“Yes, yes. So, once in a while, from Catalina, Lister comes and makes me a mess.”

“… mesh?

“Yeah. It’s my boyfriend’s belt, so I’m saving you”

… What are you doing with that big hero?

“And every once in a while, Special Agent Becker Hundred is going to Catalina to see how things are going, but something’s wrong with that reverse hair. Talk about the fort being available to him, too. I guess so.”

“I see.”

Seems to be moving steadily on each side while we’re gone.

“Are the Goats any different?”

“Uh, yeah…… as always, the dragon sisters wander around naked, so they pull it out a lot, too”

“… you’re really the same”

“You feel a little too dignified these days because you don’t have Angelos or a hundred heads. Dragon sisters, I don’t care if you’re close enough. Come on.”

“… or are you sickening in front of me?

“Yeah. At a distance that could take directly if it’s finally Gort’s flying distance”

“Be careful, it is!

“No, they don’t want to buckle either. I started to reflect and masturbate in a diagonal position from when I was about to take Mr. Michela.”

I don’t care. Too much information.

“Anything. Of those guys,” Look Nuke “is masturbation and” Bukkake “is sex, so they shouldn’t be confused. So we both started rubbing our penises at an angle of 60 degrees diagonal to the left, and it’s funny to see that. Must See”

“No, I don’t want to see it!

“And they’re messy cleaning up masturbation juice because nobody’s paying attention lately. Be careful that there are occasional squid odor points. I nap there and it’s tight.”

“Go to sleep!

I know perfectly well that the fort is only peaceful.

“Cairon Ten Chiefs, tell me exactly where. Because I avoid it.”

Luna was listening with a serious face…. Yeah, you should take a proper nap in your room, too.

“Well, you’re all here. We talked about it once in Polka, but the climate also improved, so we decided to resume our exploration. In the future, we will be rushing to investigate demonic territory and secure a safe zone, as well as to identify the location of Karlwyn. There’s some information that there’s more than one other expedition moving, but we should probably be in contact with Carlwin the soonest we use the dragon. but there could be problems”

Under the sunny weather, Mr. Deane cuts his words, looking around at all the crew and four of Special Agents Becker’s hundred and Naia, and the gauntlet.

“The opponent is a country that has been lonely for 300 years. And he’s protected by five brave men with polished combat skills just like Naia. The numbers are small, but only 30,000… small countries are too strong for small, urban countries. We only want contact behind the peace, and none of us are inevitable to force ourselves into action such as conquest… Still, the possibility that we are not welcome is well thought out”

“Why?

Rants raises his hand.

Mr. Deane nodded.

“One thing is simply rejection of external enemies. The long years of solitude and struggle have created a strong sense of union, yet it is possible that we cannot be recognized as companions. … also sometimes referred to as exchanger’s protective behavior. Ahead of acknowledging and accepting our existence, we can also think of a scenario of loss of authority. Stable to be lonely unchanged… and possibly think so”

“It’s possible, isn’t it?

“Yes, it’s a possibility. I’ll say no just in case, but I’m not talking about Carlwin saying, ‘Naturally, this is what I do,’ which can suck. There’s nothing wrong with everything going on amicably without anything, and there’s a lot of potential for that. But we have to understand very well that we are going to do something dangerous. I’ve never met him before, and he’s in contact with an unprecedented unknown. I want you to understand very carefully that you have to be careful.”

That’s what Mr. Deane says and sees Chirali and Naia.

Naia looked serious and grabbed her flashing sword patterned ass.

“Everybody, never be alarmed. We have the great power of a dragon, but its alarm is most terrifying. Everything is unknown to them. I definitely don’t want to alarm you and make it a matter of someone dying. I want you to stay focused and come to the task ahead. That’s it.”

It is a reprimand to all, as well as her prayer.

The battle to save everything, enemies and allies. That was also the wish of Mr. Deane, who was called God of War.

I want to avoid anyone ever sacrificing again this time. But there’s no other way out than to keep an eye out for anything.

We all salute her and give her back her heart.

Again, we entered a new battle, and we tightened.

(cont ‘d)