Chapter 754

Chapter 754: Flying Bedroom 1

I didn’t immediately recognize that the morning had come.

It would be because he closed all the window wooden doors, blocked the outside sound in the audio junction, and yet illuminated the inside with brilliant magical light.

While I get buried in many women’s bodies, I ejaculate a few times I don’t know whose vagina it belongs to, and I return to me hooked where I am deeply kissing a lady with drowsiness and fatigue, and the worry that maybe it’s not too good to stick too much here brings me to my neck.

Though we use a number of magical junctions to keep things from leaking inside, in the morning the city moves out, and someone might get close here. It would be fascinating for the Horny Brothers, for example, to have this festival of women, and it would be speculative that nearly 40 of my female slaves and their planners have become some sort of gathering around disappearing from the city (and possibly orgy). Not necessarily if you don’t come for a peek.

Even if you skip that, some kids have jobs in the city. It would be bad if we kept getting caught up in this messy orgy.

“Ngu…… well, it’s time to end it…. In the future, everyone will lend me a manko whenever I want.”

“Also, I’m done…?

“I wanted me to go inside too…”

“Another opportunity, another opportunity”

“Master, where are you staying tonight -?

Hear my proclamation and change the signs, whether it was a child who was flocking to me and waiting inside, who had already given up and fallen asleep around, or who was moving to take care of other children.

From the consciousness that was geared towards endless orgy to the consciousness that we should go home.

We’re all happy to hear it. And even though I was just continuing to replenish the Spirit Springs, my ejaculation was a lot less energetic, and only a normal amount of semen existed already. The last kid I was framing was apparently Laurier. I just followed my body and realized it.

“You only framed Mr. Naia about four times, didn’t you?

“Oh, so much?

I’m a little surprised myself that Sevory pointed me out. I didn’t mean to be particularly adamant.

“No matter how many times Naia was framed, she was revived and infinitely attacked.”

“You’re surprisingly greedy.”

“… su, sorry”

Naia is red after being pointed out, but porn is much better. Let’s do a lot of horny things with that intent in the future.

I thought it would have been advantageous in orgy because the dragons are almost infinite physically, but when I calmed down and looked at them, they seemed to have gone around the field since the first “Inside the Vows”. Did Per Lyra encourage you to weigh in?

And seriously, the infinite breakcore seemed to get as much inside out as she wanted (I remember being her), and she sat at the counter and caressed that belly satisfactorily.

“Yes, yes, everybody get dressed. The festival is over. The rest is not to be naked outside until Andy wants it. Except the hot springs.”

“Hey, Angelos.”

Don’t say it like it’s a routine event for me to expose you naked outdoors.

… Oh, yeah. Sometimes you do, I can’t argue with you if you say so.

“Are we too?

“You’ve always had to be horny, haven’t you?

The silver dragon sisters of Leila and Corti ask in the face.

… Could it have been my intention to live naked slavery in Polka all the time in the future?

No, if it’s a dragon, you can afford it. Values and physical fitness.

“… you can’t be naked when you go out in public for now”

“Really?”

“That’s all right.”

“Because it’s my privilege to watch you guys naked”

Yeah. It’s reasonable, isn’t it, this reason?

“Then if they peek in the bath or something, should I crush it?

“Give him a break about that. It’s nice to get rid of it once in a while, but not to depopulate the polka.”

Peeping is a polka man’s romance, so if I had left it to Corti, we’d all be dead.

“Ho. The owner doesn’t just care because of his reputation. Why don’t you suck it in?”

“It’s hard to understand the criteria.”

“I’ll tell you every time. At all, the dragons in the country don’t know how to add or subtract them.”

I’ll leave that to you. That seems biased… but I can’t help it.

I know that my sloppy feeling is that I don’t want everyone in town to feel bad while doing horny things that I like fully to female slaves.

… Speaking of which, Leila and Corti look around to see where Shario is anyway. I don’t see it.

“Shario, where have you been?

“I went to the exit earlier.”

I’m going to follow Corti’s word… and I need to get dressed before I do too.

Shario was just outside the building of the new tavern. I stayed naked.

The white glowing nudity and sparkling silver hair in the wake of the morning sun was so beautiful that it sighed, but that was it.

“Put something on. I’d be in trouble if someone saw me.”

“… wait a minute. I’ve been listening, but you can’t wear it now.”

Shario says softly, stretching his arm straight to the side of the one that is slightly cut off.

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“Get away from me a little bit. It’s gonna get dirty.”

Suddenly, its dermatized cleavage surface exploded…

No, he destroyed himself a compromising, half-way healing state that had the healing inhibitory effect of a flashing sword and started regenerating his original arm… and I realize it was delayed for a moment.

The flesh is scattered around it, and the arms regenerate rapidly from its marks.

It was very similar to limb regeneration I saw several times at Blakecore’s. What’s different from Blake Core’s is that it stood hot as if it was feverish and didn’t have much apparent pain because of it?

“Hmm.”

“… you, were you ready to play”

…………

“Why do you look so casual?”

“… laugh if you want to”

“Why?”

Shario shuts up for a while with a disgraceful face, and confesses.

“Well, the regeneration itself… has felt like it could be done for a while now. But… when it’s healed, we have to go back to that place.”

“… no, that’s not true”

“It was a promise to just cure my arm. Once it’s healed, you won’t have the right to stay.”

Man, he’s serious.

“… I was really interested in what you would do with Leila and the others. And because I was called this time too… maybe, I expected it. That’s why I didn’t bother playing it…. a shallow evil dragon and laugh. With loyalty to Lord Reiner, the truth is… I can’t believe there was any untrained in this world that way.”

“… what’s wrong with being untrained in this world”

I ask back with a straight face.

The so-called samurai tend to speak of that kind of logic, but that of the dragon is particularly incomprehensible to me.

The liner didn’t die convinced.

For example, if a liner loses as a result of doing as much as he does, he will give up on the dragon he bets on.

But it’s not.

There must still be a lot I wanted to do with my husband, then there would be something untrained and obvious.

Shario especially wanted to be asked by her husband…… to be filled as a woman, including eclecticism.

It wasn’t filled by Reiner’s, perhaps, boring looks, and it was forever cut off by me and Naia’s loss. Yet he insists that “it is the loyalty of the dragon to die with his master” and even disgrace that there is untrained.

That just doesn’t have a pull on it, sounds stupid.

“I don’t even want to imagine a future where Lyla or Maia would be laid to sleep by someone else, but that’s why I have no desire for them to follow me when I die. I want you to do the least you can do, but I can’t believe Maia lived for the next hundred years, and by then, she wasn’t even as lila as she is now. You can still enjoy your life, and I don’t want you to die until you’ve had the most fun.”

“… that is a human standard. Dragons are different. The dragon…”

“You silver dragons lifted great against that man and entrusted him with the power of adjudication. I already know you have low dragon cravings and too much power.”

…………

“You dragons seem too bound by monsters to give up thinking from the roots that it’s a covenant to be proud. You think you’re cowardly or soothing to think about the fundamentals and give your own answers.”

“… it”

“I’m glad you didn’t die putting up with your desires. I can’t be a hegemonic like Reiner, but I can hold you as a woman as long as I want. I don’t hold dead people.”

…………

Shario makes his gaze wander. I’m looking for something to say.

I grabbed her, the collar she just put on, pulled.

“Either way, it doesn’t matter about the dragon covenant. I found a craving sketchy woman and I surrounded her. That’s all you need.”

“…”

“I don’t need you in the dragon, but if you’re a meat potty, I’ll use you all the way I hate you…. so don’t run away.”

“… Yes”

Releasing her hand, Shario leans back red and squeezes the collar looking important.

… In the end, only by being half intimidating, don’t worry, I’ll take care of it, I can’t even convey my intentions.

Like the liner, I don’t think so yet.

I’m sure if you had a charisma like Bonaparte’s old man, you could even reassure them by just saying, “Don’t worry, trust me”.

… but Shario seemed happy with my clumsy words like that.

I guess I’ve always been anxious about my precarious position. You could be here, too, I guess you wanted the word.

… so.

“… Andy”

“What… or Mother!?

Mother whose street takes at the worst time. Looks like I’m going to work at the Baron’s Mansion.

The phantom isn’t working because this place is already out of the building. Shario has a piece of collar naked. And the most recent dialogue that’s too arrogant.

“You…!!

“No, this is on a sort of agreement. That one!?

My mother threw the wand she had in an ageless momentum and stuck it straight in my flank.

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Exhaustion.

No, Shario, too. Don’t lean down. React.

You didn’t stop because you said you didn’t want to be a dragon?

… and the female slaves who rush out and try to arbitrate, let’s all get dressed properly. Because about half of them are still naked and my mother is unnecessarily confused.

“I… I need to get back to Sitar soon”

Lady says unfortunately.

I have finally recognized a slim version of myself as my true self and have just been able to understand the joy of a woman by having sex with me, a town that Sitar swore she would govern responsibly. I can’t be free for that long.

“Ho. Encourage me as mayor for a while. If you show that to the people, it will be a publicity for polka. If it helps to recruit travellers and migrants, the owner will go and commit the crime immediately.”

“… yeah, okay”

A lady with a totally youthful way of talking, but really too shadowy to worry if the Oulu Ongs can recognize the locals as ladies when they get over there.

“Take the collar off the other side.”

“… no?

Lady’s gonna question me up front, but you can’t. The people over there know exactly what the collar means.

“Ho. It might be safer if I let you wear it. I will protect this woman with the authority of a dragon owner.”

“You were against letting others wear dragon authority to Kasas, Lila”

“Unless you’re a female slave. We can’t keep it tight and protected. I don’t know when they’re going to kill me if I don’t make it easier.”

“I’m not going to show any gaps to those assassins.”

“We dragons don’t have to be decapitated, just one shot when people die. There’s never been a species.”

Lyla’s been giving me a lot of attention. Same goes for the Cortez.

Let her be thankful and flirt again sooner or later.

Seems like the non-lady dark elf groups still want to enjoy a relaxing & horny routine at the polka for a while.

No, only about Mr. Knoll is likely to be leaving in the first place.

“I think we can all live in the house I rented for a while.”

“Something’s going to make you a whore when you’re at Mr. Cosmos’s…”

“I can afford the nostalgia, and I wonder if we can live in a house for a while”

“Oh, I’m in trouble with Mr. Cosmos.”

“Seema!?

“Hehe. Steal your professional moves.”

“Seema would be welcome. ♪ She’s going to work on the snack terrace. ♪”

Soon Mr. Cosmos and Mr. Seema are working together.

I really don’t think they’ll make me a whore…… I want to watch what happens.

Speaking of whores, the other one.

Mr. Gloria conceives a long porn scroll on the subject of ceremonial nights.

“It seems like we can take a different approach from elf sweet nights and slave reviews again. Perspective Characters are slave traders… No, in the direction of rich people hobbying for sex slave fishing…”

“Do you spot girls accepting collars”

“Hmm… I was wondering if the concept is a little weak? But the Slavery Review Series wasn’t a harlem situ, was it?

“I didn’t read it all either…”

“I guess we should work out more. Mm-hmm, but yesterday’s one was awesome: ‘This is it! I thought,” Hey. “

Mr. Gloria draws a ton of ruffles as he says the bumps.

I missed being focused, so when I touched my tits, I felt like I lost something when they said, “If you want to touch me, do it more gutsy” without even looking at me. Somehow.

And I see Diel, who apparently maintained a gap in the junction all night, walks back into the woods with a breakcore.

“Well, Lord Smythson. There’s something you need to see.”

That’s what Irina told me, and I was taken to a clearing (outside the junction) in the woods.

It was there.

“… the cabin?

“It’s not a cabin. Whispering though.”

A square cabin about 5 meters on one side, without any weird philosophy.

“What happened to this cabin?”

“This one, even in the woods, uses extra sturdy trees. Stronger and lighter than bad metal. So much so that it takes magic, not an axe, to harvest.”

“… ha”

“I would only use it to create a special facility… because the facility will only be rebuilt once a hundred years, so I have a cache of dead materials. I can’t use it for another facility in the woods cheaply just because. I can’t show it…. So, for Lord Smythson’s sake, the straw decided to take it outside and use it. That’s it.”

“… ooh, ooh”

Even if they tell me about the material and the history, it still looks like it’s just a cabin to me.

Shouldn’t we talk before we build a cabin in a place like this? We’re a little far from making it easy for you to come from us here.

Or are we talking about turning this place into a fucking room?… Isn’t the Smythson family enough?

“The reaction is faint”

“I don’t care if you tell me… I don’t care if there’s a cabin here…”

“Places… oh well. I forgot to say that.”

Irina slaps her hand, and calls Maia to the sky.

Maia showed up from somewhere after a while.

“What. Irina, don’t call me too much. I came because Master Andy was here.”

“Um. I’m sorry. Be a dragon body and lift this.”

“Fine.”

What, uh?

I thought… the cabin was completely irresistible and was lifted by Maia.

I haven’t hit the foundation at all.

“… well, this…”

“Uh-huh. It’s just for that.”

… right. Hako for travel in lieu of carriage.

“Huh. Well, you’re starting to want to mess with me.”

“… hehe hehe”

I see. I’m getting excited.

(cont ‘d)