Chapter 683

Chapter 683: Appeal of the brown elves

As soon as I spoke to Mr. Knoll, Mr. Mira and Mr. Seema Luchino’s three sisters appeared.

“I’ve already gone south. It’s early.”

“I was just making it. Want some? Seema’s Mysterious Cuisine”

“Mystery is yummy! I’m solely responsible! You were both doing it together!

He seemed to be cooking as if he still had time.

And what they carried in the wagon was something like a big cake.

If it’s just the shape, I can say cake, so my first impression is that. Exquisitely assembled, however, are small pieces of meat, fruit and various vegetables, with no sense of cakey lightness. I think I’m kind of a relative of Meatpie, but I’ve never seen ingredients assembled in 3D either, so I can tell you what to do honestly.

“Titled Seema Meat”

“You’re like my meat! You sound like a jerk who feeds his own meat!

… but that’s the kind of kid in the world. No, specifically breakcore.

Regardless of that, some of the female slaves stop by not frightened by the meat pile platter, starting with Naia the eater just now.

“How do you eat it”

“Ho. Wouldn’t it be good with a clue”

“It’s not sneaky to mess it up even though it’s served beautifully.”

“You can cut it with a knife”

“Does anyone have a clean blade?

Naia, Lyla, Angelos, Luna, and Fennel. I guess Fennel is going to serve everyone rather than want to.

So, when Mira rings her finger at the maid, the maid, who was nearby sassy, brings her a cooking knife.

“Go ahead.”

“Oh, thank you.”

I was a little away for some reason on the wings I would receive.

So, everyone’s gaze has gathered, so I have no choice but to cut the meatcake in a crisp way.

… and no, I’m not.

“No, you know, we’re going north again.”

Explain the status quo to Mira and the others as they move their hands.

After flying over the desert in dragon formation and staying for a day in Luna’s hometown cat-beast colony, he tells us his travel plan to head to Polka.

“… so, uh”

… talk that far, I wonder what to say, a little worried.

I’m gonna get you out of here, so you’re gonna follow me?

No, what you say while you’re out of cooking.

I mean, I don’t have to bother taking you out of Tark about that, but I can do it in a few hours here.

Um. If so, what can I say to them after this?

“Do you want to take these girls with you?

Hiya, and the lady gets a match for the story as she picks up the mutilated meatcake.

I snort as I worry a little.

“Because of this…”

I can’t say why else.

Mira looked in trouble as the lady was plainly surprised to eat two bites of the likely meat cut with plenty of 300 grams, wondering how she had invited her.

“Trots aren’t very windy for dark elves, are they? Regardless of the invincible characters like Sister Deane and Sister Hilda, we’re a little worried.”

“How invincible”

“You have the strength to push through with the same attitude towards everyone, both of you. We can’t do that.”

Oh, yeah. It’s invincible, in a way for both of us.

Mr. Deane is an expert in force, and Mr. Hilda can be frightened of anyone by his medicine and pornography. Even the northern elves, who treat dark elves in a discriminatory manner, are beyond easy reach.

Nor, perhaps, would Mr. Knoll donate if he went to see a conservative elf in Polka. Presence is different from ordinary people.

But how about Mira and the others?

At least I don’t feel like it’s a free thing at a level I can tell by the puss.

What happens when people like that suddenly go to polka…… hmm.

“No, it’s more of a good opportunity to gauge the mutual consciousness of those in the Elf Territory. I’d love for you to come.”

Irina says as she fennels a small slice for her share.

“Even the human race of Trotts, once seen by conservative grandmothers and grandmothers as even their enemies, has a friendship, albeit inexorable. But that’s not enough. The current situation is sweet and good for the gentle inhabitants of Polka, but the vessels of the people of the Nine Clans, the top of the Elves, can only prevail in such sweetness. Both Dark Elves and Dwarves are qualified to show their faces to an ideal town called Polka because they are willing to go and meet with any race in a gentleman manner.”

“Are you going to use Mira and the others for the examiner for that?

“If I could, I would. If you feel uncomfortable, don’t hesitate to report it to us. Elves shouldn’t keep our faces there. Descendants, until the time to come, the Elves will remain Polka’s good neighbors.”

There is also a location and a line of top-notch protagonists named Clan Chiefs, and a species named Elves dominates the situation in Polka. But don’t seem to put that on your nose.

Polka also has a crossbow squad garrison, and in any case the people of Karlwyn move nearby. One of these days, it’s going to be an international town.

Irina’s desire to be a “mannered customer” who would do well with any neighbor was a splendid one.

but is that a gainful suggestion for the Mira and the others who were told to come to the polka even though they might be harmed by it?

… but I think.

“If that’s the case, it sounds interesting.”

Mr. Lucino laughs niggardly and gets carried away.

“What, are you serious? Are you going?”

“I mean, that’s it, right? Basically, there’s a bunch of presupposed elves you can be friends with, right?

“That’s right… but it might work even though it doesn’t, it’s like they say”

“If we’ve all been hostile and called needle mussillo, it’s just a pain in the ass to go, but isn’t it uncommon for an elf to come all the way out to such a reciprocal place? The fact that the Polka Spirit Springs go to beauty is also unattractive, and it’s worth a tour like that. Above all, we are merchant daughters, our connections are widened and no harm done!

“Most likely…”

“Most of all, it’s free, and you can travel without the difficulty of walking, so it’s a loss to go, right? And look, Andy, you’re here too.”

“Uh… Ugh, yeah”

“That’s not… yeah, sure…”

The three of us look at each other with a glimpse of illumination, while the flicker looks at us.

After all, they seemed to care about the promise to go inside and out, too.

Okay, okay. I managed to get a certain fit even before I saw Mr. Carlos face to face.

“Then how many maids will you arrange?”

“Wow.”

Suddenly the maid chief was behind it.

Surprisingly, one sliced meat cake is about to fall off, and Maia slips in and catches it.

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“Yes, no, maid?

“We can take care of the ladies around us, prepare meals, escort them to the assassination. We can even take care of Master Smythson’s lower body”

“I know something else, but escorts and assassinations!?

“To the extent that some people have the heart.”

What are you letting your maid do, Mr. Carlos?

“First, let’s go in and take care of Andy.”

Angelos says with a jitsy eye, but I dare not touch it there because these people feel like they are looking for it from the start. I feel bad when I touch it.

Mr. Knoll, who kept his mouth shut, gave me a helping boat feeling a little fed up.

“I don’t need a maid. You don’t work outside your mansion in the first place.”

“Ha. Not to mention, if you need me.”

“Don’t wait in a hurry because my brother Kung will be back again soon.”

“Yes, sir.”

Am I supposed to come back and have an orgy with them again? Fine.

… for once, although there are a few nasty words out there, I have managed to have a decent conversation.

The lady also has the face of “Oh no, are you even hot to the maid” but she flushes it, so the safeline for once.

It was.

“So how many of our whores can you take?

Mr. Cosmos, who appeared happy, smashed at once.

“Are you taking it!

I accidentally responded well to the momentum. I put up with the maid director earlier, but I touched on the subject.

“Of course it can be a comfort on the road, or a technical instructor for the female slaves, or whatever.”

“It wasn’t Cosmos HQ that didn’t have a contract because they’re all hobbies!?

It’s an expression of convenience.

“Of what!? No, that’s fine. I’m sorry. Why are you following me like that?”

“Nfu. Would you like to hear it? Do you want me to tell you?

“… we’re eating for now, so let’s not talk about this any more nasty.”

Sigh.

Nevertheless, there is no reason to say no if you want to go to the polka. Because it’s good for beauty, I guess every woman will be attracted to the big nickname.

“If you’re Mr. Smythson, why don’t you take about 100 of our kids and put them in the back palace? You know what? Yeah, well, if that’s enough to cover a life, then the actual jerk can be to the point of dealing with them now and then, right? Normal human energy makes sense.”

“No, really, there’s plenty of that already. As my jerk, I’m going to kidnap a whore.”

“Everyone’s looking forward to calling you, especially the kid I called before.”

“Go again. Thank you then.”

“Andy……”

Angelos looked frightened, but if you don’t say so, it won’t fit.

“Same old thing, Cosmos.”

“Swallow ♪ You have the same fine physique ♪

“Hi, that lady doctor says that a polka would do something about this meat. I was hoping it would be a little better.”

“Oh well. Yeah, yeah.”

Mr. Cosmos and the lady rejoice soothingly.

I’m going to have to leave as soon as I can while I bury the meatcake, I think.

The maid chief and Mr. Cosmos stopped, but it’s not necessarily that the other maids and all the whores involved in the front don’t just push over here.

“Lyla. Maia. Emma.”

“Ho?”

“What?”

“Can I help you?”

“Let’s fly as soon as we’re done eating”

When I say it, each of the three of them snorts right at me.

To be honest, I’m not even interested in taking all the whores and maids with the dokans.

Considering that I’m going to go seed cat colonies from now on, I can’t increase the number of people I can’t do much with.

And I don’t know what to say to Selene or Mr. Deane. It would be tricky if we didn’t at least talk to them.

(cont ‘d)