Sanzen no Souru Supina

"Come out, outer road. If there is no response between the three counts, the shining wings flying from this Svennir will return the Omae to the dust mustard."

As declared, the Holy Spear: "Svennir" was placed horizontally, said Rattegart, pointing his eartips in the cave.

Of course, counting three and shooting is haphazard.

Then, Io, I'll shoot through all of them.

However, after the battle capability that Ratte showed earlier, he stepped on it as an effective threat.

Being Jen-royal in that opening is the worst choice for someone lurking in a cave, but Rattegart, who is coming to his head, doesn't mind that.

However, the surface of the rock shelf was combined with intimidation to remove the burnout trap before landing.

Strong protective wall stretched out front: Don't forget to stretch out the Faranx Wall.

This barrier cannot be broken in half-breed attacks, and spell-based attacks are considerably slower to prepare and reach than other attack-type abnormalities.

Wings of Odette is not cut so that you can escape into the sky if you have to.

I just didn't think I was going to be as late as I was going to be to someone who would fool a woman on the battlefield.

The cave is dark and unpredictable.

I just hear Io crying.

"One."

Kirilli, and Rattegart could not contain his own teeth from ringing.

"Two."

Full of patience, I told him slowly.

Because even in the meantime, Io's screams grew, and the sound of beating the meat sounded to stir Rattegart's wrath.

"Didn't you hear me? Huh! Now, let go of that girl and come out! That's the last of it, Mitsu!

There was a reaction in the cave, faster than Rattegart could finish.

Perfect, and Io stopped crying.

"Come out, come on!

Rattegart screamed, but his own voice echoing in the cave just sounded.

What? What are you talking about?

Rattegart hesitated, probably for a few seconds.

"Hey, have you been waiting?"

On purpose, I was grabbed by my ankle the moment I thought my foot waved.

I didn't even have time to re-point the spear.

Heaven and earth had been replaced when I thought about it.

"Kantan, what is it? We really had a big hunt ahead of us, didn't we? If you hadn't come to my head and popped up, I'd have come prepared for a lot of hard work. No, you did something bad to my men, but you didn't die a dog."

Rattegart tried to storm the mess, but his body didn't know what to say anymore.

The opponent is overwhelmingly stronger, even as he fights with the "Spindle" reflexively.

I can't even move my hands and feet as tightly as I was pressed into them with all my might.

Naturally, Dajra, the Spindle Capable, has embraced the most sophisticated "Greed Gate": "Parasite Worm (Gouna)."

It is an unusually amplified Hiragana.

"Oh, get off me, get off me!

"So there's no fool to let go."

"How did you do that?

"You saw me pulling into the cave, didn't you? That's why I was there. Of course, if they punched that spear in without question, it was out. It was a heartbeat, wasn't it?

But Omae didn't smash it. On the contrary, when I counted three. Besides, come out here? What were you going to do when you saw me, Mr. True Knight? You're not running for bridegroom, are you? By your standards, I'm probably the worst.

If you're not interested in me, the only thing left is this Io, right? Somehow, Omae, you seem a lot closer to this Io.

A friendship between a bucket and a true knight who stopped spidering? I don't know, a woman. "

He was constantly blamed out and his breath constantly rolled over beside Rattegart, where Io's limbs were assembled.

"You!

"It's no use, rambling, it's too late - see, I'm done with the lodging. Omae was taken in by me. We are one and the same. No, should the Omaes be called my hands and feet? You can call it an absolutely obedient pet. Omae can't hurt me on her own anymore."

Well, so how did you hear? Let me tell you, Dajra said, running her fingers down Io's spine.

Io rang like a violin.

Io's hands and feet are trapped inside a muddy curse that emits rotten odors.

Dajra's fingers sank in the mud as she went down to Io's tail sacrum.

Oh, and Io turned his spine.

"In a cave? Yes, indeed. But more than half of them are hidden in different spaces, as they were just now. You know what this is? It's called a loudspeaker. It's a cylinder with thin paper on it.

When you tie Voice Connect to this disposable curse, you can play your voice away. So I misled the location... well, it was easy to do it because the cave was so resounding. "

There was an intolerable rotten odor from Dajra, who was good at talking about the means of hunting.

Rattegart turns away.

"Don't hate me that much, it's not my body odor, this guy, the malice that Io and his crew have accumulated stinks. Besides, this guy already smells like an omelet. Get used to it, huh?"

So, how far have we talked?

As Io screamed, Dajra spoke of the backdrop of the hunt.

"So, keep your attention fully directed at the cave, and then we'll come to Omae's feet with this" Isserial Shift. "

And then, you see, I took it in with this "Greed Gate": "Parasites (Gouna)".

Well, even if you say you took it in, you're renting an inn. In the meantime, the landlord will mean me. Let's get along. "

Io wipes his spit on that good Dajra face.

The expression disappeared from Dajra's face and her hands wiped her eyes.

And when that face appeared again, there was a fierce grin there.

"I'm more and more in love with the voice of a crazy woman. I don't take away the freedom of the mouth."

Licking Io's saliva in his wiped hand, he drank it deliciously.

A similar to chill ran through Rattegart's back.

It's the biggest disgust.

A dark, rotten dirt grabbed Rattegart's hands up, twisted his wrist and took Holy Spear: "Svennir".

Nor does the strewn Faranx Wall stand in the way.

No, Dajra is the one whose powerful protective wall protects him.

"I like it, you. Conquering a woman of high temperament is an unparalleled pleasure."

Saying, Dajra's fingers ripped off Rattegart's clothes.

Rattegart's face stains with shame.

"You grow up a lot. It's worth it."

Saying, Dajra crawled her tongue from Rattegart's neck to her chest.

"Cal's guy tells me he's as unharmed as he can be."

"Stop it, don't touch it, outer road!

"I was with that sketchy izmagalm. I don't know if it's innocent."

Dajra crawls through the valley, past her navel, and through her tongue as she rubs Rattegart's chest.

Rattegart makes him curse, but his flesh doesn't move in a tickle.

"Don't cry like that. - I'll use the couscous. Enjoy it."

Once awake, Dajra stuck a needle (catheter) into Rattegart with a tame hand. A diversion of the poison needle of a hunter bee (Giant Wasp). Of course, there's plenty of medication in there.

"This is the one we use to..."

You can see the rot in Dajra's sexual roots as she deliberately shows off the injection of the medicine.

"Don't worry... just make sure with your tongue... if you take too long, Izma will come... honestly, it's too risky to deal with him yet"

What are you going to do with me?

Kachikachikachi, and Rattegart's teeth rattled with fear.

"Are you shivering? You're cute. You have two choices. Either way.

One is to put Omae in the hands of the "mad old doctors”, as ordered by Calcasas, where I am the building beam. Well, they'll make irrevocable modifications.

The other thing is... this depends on how you ask for Omae, and I'll protect you from both. If Omae pledges her absolute loyalty as my favorite slave for life. "

"Don't kid me!

"Of course I thought you'd say that. That's why I decided to make a compromise. Let's continue on a gastronomic journey until the time limit is full. Escape while you're chasing Isma? You got the vibe, don't you?

There are still a few big guys in this Siddhara comparable to this Io.

If we gather the smaller ones, maybe we'll add more? That's how I put on "Chira" firmly, and then play back the bun again. Should I follow Cal or not "

Of course, the liquor that goes with it is Omae.

I'm gonna shake you up. - I'm gonna whisper. Dajra's breath touched my skin and Rattegart shivered.

Though I think it's different, I'm enthusiastically aware of where the man's exhale took place.

The demonic scum was beginning to show off its effects.

"First, a taste."

Yes, it was when Dajra said and tried to resume the act.

"Please don't."

Gow, and a fiery flame licked the ground.

There was no sound, and a leg sheep appeared from the edge of the cliff, and the hair ornament of the woman, which went on and spanned the saddle, made a noise, Shira.

Dajra looks up unexpectedly.

"Dajra, I will kill you."

Rin, even though his voice was heading towards sedation, it arrived by cleaving the heated atmosphere.

Huh? And Dajra turned up with a grumpy face that obviously interrupted your enjoyment.