Chapter 668

Chapter 668: To the site of vice 1 [Fennel · Others]

The Spirit Festival was also successfully concluded, and a calculation was made to keep some of the women of former drug patients.

Then, as far as we’re concerned, we’d like to turn around.

“When it comes to bringing back the women of the rabbiness victims, I knew I couldn’t take off the sitar… and many of them would have been abducted from there”

“It’s not necessarily that town. Rabines is only a middle wholesale that buys slaves, makes them drugged and easier to handle. Outlaws are abducting people from all over the south coast of Celesta to sell them to slave traders, starting with him.”

“Speaking of which, is that what you’re talking about?”

Reflect again on how Bauz spoke.

Rabines was a bad guy, for sure, but he didn’t lead everything on his own.

Bad guys who try to make money from not being Roku are not particularly rare.

We went and did one of those evils, but I don’t think that’s how much we solved it.

“The bad guys may not be down yet…… I don’t know if Sitar should stop by in a very swallowing mood either”

“I don’t know. I don’t care how you judge it…. a town even called the Evil Nest. It is not one hand to dare pass and stretch its wings to Farrar and the red whale”

That’s what Bauz says and waits for my reaction.

But Lyla, who was mixed up in the consultation, laughed with her nose.

“I had to shy away from the Red Dragon Kid then, but the owner, who no longer has three dragons, needs to take care of the chimps. You just have to clean everything up.”

“You’re the one who’s gonna clean up.”

“Those who boast the wickedness of the town have already burned down, mainly those who become enemies of the fat woman in the example. It’s never been the same again.”

“… What, were you doing so flashy?

“I thought it was coming through.”

“Mr. Deane, I was listening lightly over there.”

Speaking of which, I heard you did something that needed to end.

I didn’t pursue it deeply, but, well, I’m the one who left that decision to Lila. If that’s what you thought was right as Lyla, then you’re not willing to make a difference.

Nevertheless, I still can’t imagine how much effect that would have had, and Lyla wouldn’t be able to explain herself.

“For once, just look… if it’s dangerous, let’s just say hello to Lapard without staying long, shall we?”

“Ho. It’s a small thing.”

“There’s no Mr. Deane or four gauntlets this time, so if you get caught up in something weird all of a sudden, you’re too short of hands to move.”

“Aurora in Angelos, Maia and Emma in the Daughters of the Brave, and I wonder if there will ever be a shortage of events.”

“… as, well… yeah”

If I’m the bad guy, I won’t get my hands on it. Even the good guys don’t want to get their hands on it.

Citizen Sitar, who should have seen it in front of him a few months ago, make a big deal out of it if he pissed off the dragon. Four heads if that dragon includes Bauzz.

Two fire dragons, two ice dragons, and a town that size won’t need half an hour to become a world of death.

Still, bad guys don’t know what to do.

Criminal psychology is quite a long way from being professional from military life.

“But let’s go with caution. I want to nash accidentally.”

Whatever the case, this journey is pure my proposal. I can’t apologize for “messing with you” in Mr. Deane’s absence.

“Ho.”

“Okay. Then let’s get ready.”

The two dragon heads rise to full knowledge of the commission.

It’s unreliable, but it’s still annoying that I’m giving all the orders.

“What promises to continue yesterday with us…?

Mira and the three sisters join hands.

“I’ll let you stop by on your way home, so I want to ask you to do it then. I’ll keep you waiting.”

“Uh.”

“I thought you were going to do it today because I said after the sun went up”

“I’m sorry, but honestly yesterday was too flashy, because I’m a little out of book shape right now, and when I talk about resting here until I get back in book shape and then continuing again… It’s for the journey.”

“Uh…”

“That was just a little superhuman…”

Mr. Seema and Mr. Luchino figured it out.

Mira seems a little dissatisfied. I thought it seemed like the most discerning atmosphere… well, only one of us ended up yesterday before the lotion worked better, so are you unhappy with your cravings?

I had no choice but to put my face softly close to Mira and whisper as she kissed her cheek like it didn’t look good on her.

“If you wait a while, I’ll teach you the pleasure of seeding”

“……………”

“Oh, sloppy.”

“Let’s do that to us, too”

I was just going to balance it out with Mr. Mira, but I whisper the same nasty thing to the other two because they demanded it.

… plainly this is a hassle, or it’s embarrassing to do it so many times in front of a once told woman watching.

But if I’m going out with these three, I guess I have to be the guy who can do that.

“Are you going to Sitar? Then I’ll go too.” “

“No, wait a minute, Mr. Cosmos.”

“There must be some familiar people back in the day, so it’s just fine. I want to teach all the female slaves along the way.”

“No, Mr. Cosmos, when I take you, you get complaints from all sorts of places!

For some reason, Mr. Cosmos is motivated when he tells us we’re leaving for our next destination.

but i would ask you to stop because minister ashton is so staring from behind the pillars. And maybe Miss Isabelle should say a few more novels.

“But you’ll take me, won’t you?

“I don’t know how to take Mr. Knoll around so badly…”

Don’t even ask Mr. Knoll. Whatever it is when Mr. Deane is around, I don’t want any more VIPs taking him to Sitar right now.

“Bu. I was in there before.”

Sure enough, Mr. Knoll cooperated in the Sitar case.

But taking Mr. Knoll with you means that Jose, the sponsor, too.

“I can’t say this out loud, but when I take him around with Mr. Jose, it’s that one. I can’t play because I have eyes, and my female slaves are a little”

“… you don’t have to worry about Jose”

“That being said, it’s quite…”

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Nor does Mr. Knoll say that he will follow Mr. Jose by shaking him off.

Instead, he promises to see the three sisters again on their way home.

Guys, I enjoyed the talc in the last few days.

In the name of confrontation, we also had cultural exchanges with the prostitutes, and our female slaves level up… I think we could have made meaningful memories, although I’m not sure if we did.

“It’s an amazing city… I can’t believe you’re in the same celesta and belong to the same sex industry, but you’re in such a cultural shock… the world is still funny -“

Especially when Mr. Gloria looked emotional as he dropped off the whores’ backs.

I also thought, “What a place” when I first came into direct contact with the culture here. Sympathy.

“But here it is… too lively and a little restless…”

That’s how Luna squeals and wrangles her arms around me.

Eros, gastronomy and exotic customs are both positive and talked about with extreme colour buzz.

But I do think it’s a little too tense, minus the festival.

It’s great for traveling and having fun, but it must always be hard to live with this momentum, I have to say.

“The cat colony feels better than this in a way.”

“I guess… guys, I’m aggressive about etsy but relaxed… and most importantly, I don’t have any other males but Andy, so I don’t feel like we’re having a hectic bump or anything, and I feel pretty neat”

“… hmm”

I think it’s a hell of a porn paradise over there, but when you ask me, I’m the only seeder, and I do feel somewhere, idyllic.

Does that mean that kind of slow pace is comfortable for Luna?

“Hmm. Well, every town will have its own good. There is another good in the next town. Let’s go.”

“Dear Irina. Next is a city famous for insecurity. Keep your head down.”

Irina and Aurora getting in the carriage. That was followed by everyone riding a carriage each with a handful of souvenirs and so on, and although it was a lot less on a boat with Bauz, all the former drug patients still remain.

I wonder how many people are going to La Pearl at the end, but when I get in the carriage too, I see the female slaves, starting with Irina, who is just starting to take her clothes off by the side of the ride.

“… the way to go I don’t think it’s gonna take that long, but you’re gonna fuck me?

“Because I don’t have a man’s eye anymore. Don’t be shy when you travel. I don’t need clothes.”

“I hope you enjoy our female slave skin without necessarily seeding it”

Irina gets soaked first and rides on my lap, and Fennel snuggles up on me as she folds her undressed clothes.

And later, the ladies on board convince themselves of that logic, and begin to take their clothes off by the side of the ride.

“We might be able to do this all the time when we don’t have other people’s eyes anymore.”

“A female slave and her husband deserve time to travel.”

“Naia, give me a hand. It’s narrow and hard to take off…”

“I don’t mind taking it off, but I’m afraid we can’t all be within Mr. Smythson’s grasp because we’re naked.”

“Do you want to break the chair? If you take off the back of the seat in the middle, Andy, maybe it’s just right for you to fall asleep and be sticky with everyone. “

“… it’s good when you’re flying straight, but it’s not a good idea to break your back considering it’s accelerating or swinging”

Soon my very own erotic seating environment will be on its own.

The female slaves seemed to have learned from the whores the spirit of service that led me to rejoice besides seeding.

It’s a very good thing, but I don’t have time to rest.

‘Cause you’re gonna want to get in, like this.

Everyone expects you to just enjoy your skin.

“Fennel, hold me in your arms.”

“Are you sure it’s me?

“Play patiently to see how many minutes you can stay put”

“… I’m going to be more impatient”

In the meantime, embrace Fennel and we all push our bodies against me and taste the affection of the female slaves who entertain our eyes.

And at that end, Mr. Gloria is worried about whether he should take it off or not.

“Maybe I should take it off because I didn’t say anything bad about Nori…”

“You don’t have to fit in.”

She’s also becoming increasingly incapable of defying the air of female slavery……

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