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Chapter 612




Chapter 612: Porn Scroll 8
Dawn the night and show your face in the cafeteria of the battalion building.
The female slaves were much more decent than me and had breakfast with a cool face.
I can feel like it’s been a long night, but if you try them, they don’t have that either. No one has a daughter like that.
That should be it, too. I had endless sex from my point of view, but for them, I was just waiting in order, and the burden is less than a tenth. Well, sometimes I was wearing it off with masturbation first.
Sometimes I have many daughters with unusually high health.
As a result, very little remains of the aftermath of last night’s affair… well, it’s a good thing on the outside (and Zura) to the team.
“Hi Smythson. Did you have fun yesterday?
“Secret Service Hundred.”
This is another morning’s refreshing air calling me… Ah, Special Agent Becker Hundred, who feels a little drunk left.
My breath still stinks of alcohol.
“It was a long time ago at Celesta Tavern. There’s a lot of familiar liquor here, so I missed it a lot.”
“Was the Secret Service Hundred Leaders from here?
“It’s the West. The Greater Armonica River Basin. But the cultural area of alcohol means it’s closer to the west than the east.”
“One way or the other, it’s a trot.”
Celesta occupies a large part of the centre in the desert, so culture is quite clearly separated in each of the West (Jungle Fox Beast Area), East (Meadow Human Area) and South (Dark Elf Auga Area on the Lake Marsh & Coast), each with its own distinctive character. And the southeastern elf territory is unique.
Basson should go in there if there is a division called the North, but thanks to the extent of the desert and the pressure on the Trot border, there is not a population here that forms such a powerful cultural area. In other words, the rich part is more or less occupied by trots.
From the offi-crade to around Basson is more of an exception, and if anything happens around here, it will join with the east to become Celesta’s marching route.
The trot side will have to attack here when fighting Celesta, or step over the harsh mountains and the western regions of the dense jungle to advance to Celesta, which will soon step into the desert even trying to eat Celesta from other positions. Since there was no point in forcing them to remain in Trotto territory, the streetscape stretching from the west to Oficlade was considered tasteless from Trotto, and only Cold Village remained as an accommodation to be maintained to complete Celesta’s domestic transport route.
That’s why I don’t say much about the northern cultural area because it doesn’t form much of a culture. Basson has suddenly become richer in recent years, but this was also the former Cold Village, so there is an interesting compromise between a sudden influx of trot culture and a suddenly growing Celesta race as well.
“I also think the influence of the East seems stronger… is it the West alcoholically?”
I don’t think I’ve stayed in the east long enough to compare to drinking much.
“How many celestial scumbags are strong in the West. The east is pretty conservative. So, this one has a lot of tight booze in it. Maybe it has something to do with the demand for exports to the trot.”
“What do you mean?
“You can’t help but sell trot-like liquor to the trot, can you? Because the quality and production is greater over there. If you’re buying from Celesta, Celesta-like liquor is what Trotters often buy. The point of contact to bring it to is Basson.”
“I see…”
The liquor dealer deals with the trot and then drops the liquor on Basson. You mean the western liquor is the one with the heavy demand for it?
“Elf territory and polka liquor would be nice. After all, I’d like to have a drink with Gatsun.”
“I understand.”
“I understand. I understand.”
Soon Naris also came to the side and nodded to the story.
“… you weren’t wine-based either way?
“Speaking of preference issues, it’s certainly some wine, hey. You can’t spend a hundred-year-old night in the same booze.”
“Yes, yes. The world is wide. You can have a lot of things, and I want to meet a lot of people.”
“You can talk, Agent Becker. Hundred men.”
Special Agent Becker Hundred and Naris shaking hands.
No, I think so, too.
“That’s better if you don’t get drunk. Mr. Hilda has good medicine.”
“Er… smells so bad?
“Yes.”
Special Agent Becker hundreds of people scratching their heads at Naris, who nods instantly. Looks a little hurt.
Well…… yeah. You can’t do a lot of things when people say you smell it. My female slaves don’t care how much I smell of alcohol. Rather, a lot of kids come by.
So, I spend the whole morning watching the Angelos do their arches on the escort infantry corps, rescuing Beatrice who is being numbered (who didn’t seem to understand what they were saying because he couldn’t speak the language and there wasn’t a man to numb the brave in Carlwin in the first place).
There is no rush ahead. There may be ex-drug patients out there who want to settle here.
And that’s where I come up with it, visiting my ex-boyfriend to give up the details of the porn scroll I heard last night.
“Hey, Jean-Jacques, are you there?
“Oh, Smythson. Ten.”
“Ten Smythsons pulling out porn scrolls for you with a pile of women.”
“Ten Smythsons who slept with Deane and Angelos at the same time from our team.”
“Ten independent Smythsons on the lower body alone.”
“Did I do something to break your mood?!?
As always, I cry at the people with a strong sense of solidarity.
“The porn scroll I pinched in my little ear yesterday, I was going to show it to you”
“Fine, but I won’t lend it to you. If you want to be an occassion, get it yourself.”
“Yikes, it’s weird in itself that this guy makes porn scrolls occassional in the first place, Jean-Jacques”
“If you ask, ‘I’m a little free, so you’re a dick shaker’ or whatever, you’re just a woman who obeys you.”
“Who and who are you talking about? It’s… unforgivable.”
“Oh, Angelos, that’s not what the Ten Chiefs do, is it?
“Well, that’s because I’m talking about the Ten Angelos… Meh, I guess the female slave proclamation is because I don’t want another man to tell me”
I’m sorry. That’s the kind of thing I’d be most happy to do, Angelos.
Maybe with Naris and Beatrice…… and all but Emma and Naia who are unfamiliar with that sort of thing. I think we’ll do it pretty norinoli.
… thru with a loving laugh that went poorly without saying it.
“Well, aside from that, I’d like to see it if it’s purely a masterpiece…. porn scrolls are not just porn. There’s also an artistic and literary aspect to it, isn’t there?
“Mm… if you say so, I have to snort”
“Jean-Jacques, don’t be fooled. Don’t let those bourgeoisies flatter you.”
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“Well, then, should we be satisfied if Chief Smythson starts saying, ‘What a cunt is a porn scroll in front of the real thing’?
“Such scumbags should be wiped out. Erotic scrolls are the world’s proud Celesta culture.”
“I still understand that, Smythson. I can’t look down on ten men.”
“Ku… honestly, my emotions…”
“You don’t have to care. It’s that, this is this… that would be a diversified society”
I don’t know, but it’s a strangely noble story.
“Losing your virginity doesn’t lose sight of the beauty of a porn scroll…… I can’t stone chase a ten Smythson like that”
“… right… maybe that’s right… but!
“Come on. Don’t disparage pride by prioritizing emotions. Our… pride as porn scroll enthusiasts!
Is that really like arguing with a trembling face…?
“That’s why… this is it”
S…… and Janjak taking porn scrolls out of his nostalgia. Did you carry it with you?
“This is the Dance of the Succubus…”
“Actually, I’ve never seen you before.”
“Wasn’t Rackman exclusive to Lori?
“It’s not just about Lori. Don’t you just like your people?”
“Surprisingly, I’m going to spare you a giant jack.”
“You just take care of it!
The sight of 7-8 men kneeling down and staring at porn scrolls while pressing each other with their elbows does not seem very average age mid 20s.
But “The Dance of the Succubus” is… it’s pretty great that Janjak just recommends it.
“The structure is bold and fleshy… the low number of characters also works well with the painting style”
“It’s also high point that you’re not misleading with special attributes poorly,”
“It’s an awesome sense of balance to say that even though I’ve been so elaborate about you, I don’t feel the overall nasty…”
“I guess this is what you say about holes you want to get in”
“I’m not proud of it, but I’ve pulled it out hundreds of times… if you meditate your eyes, you’ll even come to the touch of Tilli’s hydrangeas.”
“No, Janjak. You’re a little overwhelmed.”
“But in fact, this opium… is enough to convey the feeling that I touched it.”
“Rackman is talking opium……!?
“You can go anywhere but your own!
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This is… nothing more than a masterpiece. I can tell you that Janjak can’t exaggerate his claim that he can’t talk about masterpieces without talking about them.
“This… I do want it. Who did you buy that from?
“Cedric is a businessman’s old man… but he won’t get it around here anymore… because he was already in stock six months ago and he was laughing”
“Ah… that’s my father…”
I’ve been looked after several times. I guess there’s always only ten or so porn scrolls because I just bring them to one hassle of other groceries. It may have been after all the other favorites bought it when I met him with bad luck.
It will be difficult to guess him. I don’t know where he is now because he’s a trafficker in the first place, and I can’t catch him.
“Damn…… I wonder if I’ll have to look in a big town”
“If you find it, buy my share, too.”
“Mine too!
“Oh, I need a spare, too.”
Everybody raise their hands and say whatever you want.
“You guys were just chasing me back. You’re doing well!
(cont ‘d)