Chapter 203 – 197+ Eve
Rustle.
Hwanin, who had been sleeping in an upright position that made him think he was dead if others saw him, woke up when he felt something soft pressing down on his side.
As she turned her head, she saw a beauty with amber hair, who couldn’t possibly be more pretty, exhaling her colorful, even breath.
As if defying gravity, a pair of busty breasts lightly press her sides. She must have felt this touch.
He lowers her arms, wraps them around Isilite’s waist, and pulls her into her arms.
= Eh…….=
Isilite, who made her arm pillow, wriggled like a kitten looking for her mother’s arms with her little moan, then she put a hand on Hwanin’s chest and she smiled faintly and again took her colorful, even breath. Exhale.
As if she had no bones, a soft touch came into contact with her skin.
Hwanin caressed Isilite’s bare shoulder, making her small breathing sound, lost in her thoughts.
The subject of thought was definitely the purpose of yesterday’s supper.
After the Fenri = Justio = Farghist castle lord found out that she was the resignation of her soul, she continued her normal conversation without making any political remarks.
How do you feel about visiting a farhist?
Was there anything uncomfortable about her living in the city?
Is there anything that catches her eye or bothers her?
She is preparing for the grand festival, and I hope you enjoy the festival.
She thought it was a clean and spacious city.
Not at all. The well-manicured zoning and landscaping are some of the best the city has ever seen.
None. It was touching to feel the vitality of the citizens who are engaged in livelihood and live a lively life.
A few days ago, she had participated in a water festival with her colleagues. It was fun.
The banquet was over, and Hwanin received an appropriate reward.
“…….”
As she raises her right hand to the moonlight, a platinum ring with a green gem in her middle finger catches her eye.
It’s name is Wind Protection Ring. This was the castle owner’s case for taking care of her daughter’s body.
When I came back and showed it to Yurupa, he explained that it was a ring that ‘protects the body from projectiles’ and that it is a high-level magical device that blows the wind when an object over a certain speed flies in.
It was a gift that she received saying it would help protect her body, but the problem was that it was the ring that Seongju was wearing on her hand.
Ten rings were worn on each finger, and even one of the ten rings was the one used by the lord of the castle.
Anything out of the ordinary is easily predictable. This could be seen as more than the goodwill the lord of the castle could show.
Hwanin was worried.
No matter how much her soul disappears, she took care of her daughter’s body and made her become a Buddha so that her soul would not wander, but is it normal to give things like this without hesitation?
“…….”
The reason why he showed such goodwill, the most likely guess is that he was recruited into the family’s spiritual master, but Hwanin’s feeling was, ‘Why?’
If you are a 7th-class baron, compared to the Middle Ages, you are a great aristocrat of the count or marquis level.
He is a person who is no different from a god in the territory, but such a person gives the ghost he used as a gift to someone like a wandering priest of religion?
I don’t readily understand
He lowers his hand from stroking Isilite’s shoulder and gently caresses her voluptuous breasts, examining the hypothesis from the ground up.
First of all, the reason why he noticed that he was a soul would be because he released people to investigate his activities.
The lord of a castle living such a luxurious life in a city of this size would undoubtedly have an intelligence organization.
In this world where mysterious powers exist, there must be a way to get back and forth in a straight line of about hundreds of kilometers.
He probably easily traced his way to Yulkam. In the first place, there were not many villages in the vicinity.
Every time he had a sexual misfortune, he asked the villagers to keep the secret, but Hwanin honestly did not think that the secret would be kept forever.
Of course, villagers simply won’t open their mouths. But that also has a degree. There would be no way to survive if the people sent by the 7th-level Baron inquired.
What if the report that would have been posted here by an apostle from Carton Village fell into the hands of the lord?
Even so, the possibility of a problem is infinitely close to 0%.
If you misunderstood yourself as a high-level soul master, it would go down to 5 decimal places.
“…….”
Somehow, there is another reason for giving away the ring, but I can’t come to a conclusion what it is.
Her frustration is revealed at her fingertips, as she violently touches Isilite’s soft pink nipples, and Isilite presses close to her side and whispers in her sleepless voice.
=Week… Sir…….=
“Are you awake? I’m sorry.”
= No…. If you’re frustrated…….=
After a moment of fidgeting, Isilite turned her body into her Hwanin’s arms and began gently rubbing her Hwanin’s hardened yangmul into the valley.
Hwanin, who briefly enjoyed the stimulation that burned her longing, hugged Isilite from behind and pushed her pillar into her wet well.
Soowook-
= Huh… Yes….=
She wriggled all over her, feeling the touch of her flesh tenderly tightening with the feeling of sleep, and grasping her nipples in her isilite with her two hands.
Maybe it was thanks to her relentlessly teasing her nipples and massaging her breasts, her breasts went beyond her G-cup and approached her H-cup. It seems that I will definitely become an H cup soon.
As I massage her breasts, which seemed like it would be difficult to grasp them with both hands, her head felt relaxed from the heavenly softness.
Like the ridge of a famous mountain, the waist that goes down is also narrow.
A pelvis with beautiful lines like a luxury violin.
Even the amber hair that seemed to glow in the moonlight.
Hwanin, who was stroking Isilite, who had no not-so-beautiful places, and silently savoring the inside of her cunt as if moving or not moving, felt a sense of ejaculation slowly rise.
=Ah…….=
Hwanin stopped thinking about playing a little more when he saw her white, thin shoulders shrink in front of her eyes along with her small snort.
Prolong her time here and her sleep nymphs, who have been looking for her, will run away. It’s good to end now.
Hwanin squeezed his stomach and sprayed semen deep inside her stomach.
A brief but ejaculation only for his own satisfaction.
Feeling a pleasant languor, while holding the insertion, I put my hand down and touch her lower abdomen.
Hwanin, who liked it, stroked her lower belly for a while, then kissed the nape of her neck as she slightly hunched her knees, then pulled up a thin blanket to cover her.
“…….”
She buries her nose in the crown of her head and smells a faint scent of perfume. It is the scent that she once said was a good scent.
Feeling the fresh scent, Hwanin went to sleep. Although the pillar remained inside her, the soft, moist and warm feeling made her hate taking it out.
Isilite, who had no experience of falling asleep with a man’s stuff inside her, was a little wriggling. .
She wakes up and is a little sleepy. If I close her eyes like this, she’ll fall asleep soon…….
While the whole city was noisy due to the eve of the grand festival, guests came to the small garden where Hwanin and his party were staying.
Sidur had indeed sent someone to learn how to cook.
=It’s been a while, Miss Isilite. How have you been?=
= Oh, hello. Mr. Isilite.=
= Yoon-ra, Sura. Welcome.=
The sisters of the Inwoo Tribe, characterized by small horns on their temples and I-cup breasts, exchange greetings with Isilite, and this time bow politely to Hwanin.
=Hello, Hwanin.=
=Hello.=
Hwanin, who received the letter from the older sister, read the contents and nodded.
“You can stay comfortably and go.”
=Thank you.=
=Thank you.=
After that, Sister Yun-Ra sat at the end of her table with Isilite and began to talk.
= I apologize first. I’m sorry, Issilite. I gave the cooking recipe you taught me to the chef.=
=The madam really liked Isilite’s cooking. However, the food we made didn’t taste right, so we asked the chef to tell us the recipe and make it for us.
=But the chef made it according to the recipe, but it didn’t taste the same…….=
Her sister handed over her apple and a luxuriously packaged top-notch food ingredient, and Isilite accepted the apple as a gift and shook her head, saying it was no big deal.
= I heard the story from the owner. That’s probably because they use plain meat. The recipe I told you that day was an outdoor dish based on salted meat.=
=Ah.=
=Ah.=
= It’s time to prepare lunch, so would you like to go with me? I’ll tell you the difference while making it yourself.=
=Please.=
=Please.=
Watching the three women enter the kitchen, Hwanin clung to the window and glanced out the window.
Maybe there’s a eve tonight? There is more traffic on the street in front of my house than usual.
And between those people, I could see people who didn’t look like tourists or travelers sometimes mixed in and wandering around.
Traces of training that cannot be hidden, but people who are not professionals.
Returning to the sofa, Hwanin crossed his legs and crossed his arms.
Not a watcher I’m sure I’m watching the house, but I feel like I’m not watching the house, but I’m watching those who approach it.
‘Are they the bodyguards assigned by the lord of the castle?’
As I was fiddling with the wind protection ring in the mood of drawing something, the door opened abruptly, and Anne and Aruru came in with a loud noise from the outside.
=I’m back~.=
=I’m back!=
Anne, who accompanied Aruru with shopping bags in her hands, asked as she placed her shopping bags on the table in her living room.
= Doryeong. I saw some suspicious guys near my house, can you guess?=
“A little bit.”
=…… ?=
Usually, they give answers to satisfy their curiosity, but why are they silent?
Looking back at her phantom, Anne shed a short exclamation inwardly when she saw the phantom pointing at Aruru with her glance.
= Aruru, can you leave it there and go to her kitchen and help her dew? I think I’m preparing lunch.=
=Yes~.=
Hwanin, who saw Aruru stepping into her kitchen, replied in a low voice that she might be a bodyguard sent by the lord of the castle.
Hmmm, looking at the empty space and thinking about something, Anne soon begins to take out her clothes from her shopping bag.
=If you noticed the doryeong’s job, it’s a natural response. If you didn’t know, you wouldn’t know, but now that you know, you should pay attention to the protection of the spirit master.=
“Is it.”
= It’s not a word that ends with ‘Is that so’. At least try to kill the spirit master in the castle. That something big is going to happen I think that’s rather less too?=
“If the soul corpse dies in the realm, the church and Yeongdo will send a huge protest.”
= My words. In particular, there is a high possibility that Doryeong will be disapproved of at Crabberry, so be careful.=
If it was a Hwanin, it would be fine against one party of 5th grade workers, but Anne thought that it was normal for a castle lord who did not know that he was that strong to dispatch at least one unit.
Contrary to Anne’s thoughts, Hwanin couldn’t take his eyes off the clothes she kept coming out of her shopping bags.
That’s all something
A reverse bunny girl outfit that covers only the nipples and genitals in addition to the bunny girl outfit that was once popular on Earth. There are cosplay-like clothes from this world that Hwanin can’t understand, and there are clothes that look like a short dress in a cheongsam that exposes more than 70% of the chest, belly button, side and back, and clothes that are no different from cat underwear…….
Hwanin, who was sitting on the sofa and watching the clothes Anne took out, finally opened her mouth when she saw things that looked nothing like underwear, such as pearl panties.
“Anne. What are those clothes?”
= Huh? There’s an eve today. I’m going to try wearing it then. Doryeongdoryeong, how do you like this outfit?=
In Anne’s hand was a slingshot swimsuit that could only be seen in concept gravure photobooks or Maxim magazines.
At Anne’s act of putting it on her own body, her phantom felt a little stupefied and covered her face with one of her hands.
Was there a Confucian Taliban in me too?
No, rather than being a Confucian Taliban, she must be possessive because she doesn’t want to show her woman’s skin to others.
Hwanin stopped Aruru, who was about to go out to the vegetable garden, as if Isilite was running an errand.
“Aruru, what is the standard of dress for the people who appear on the eve of the festival?”
=Um~ I think this is normal.=
In response to Hwanin’s question, she chose one of the clothes piled up on the table and showed it to him.
A super miniskirt that barely covers her panties, and a short crop top that reveals the southern hemisphere of her breasts.
Thinking that the story she heard on the street was real, Hwanin accepted that the eve = a meeting place where women try to seduce men and lure them into bed.
Hwan-in, who got up from her seat, approached Anne and handed over the slingshot in her hand.
And she said, handing over some relatively plain bunny girl clothes.
“Anne. I want you to wear this. It would be nice if you could only wear underwear like this in front of me at night.”
= Huh? Uh uh yes…….=
A little shy, Anne glanced at Hwanin’s back as she walked toward her kitchen, then picked up something that looked like pink underwear.
When worn, it is a pair of panties that clearly show what looks like a bead bracelet crossing the pussy, and a nipple shield that clips and covers the nipples.
Are we going to have sex wearing this at night? …… Wow, it’s really naughty when you think about it that way.
By the time Anne, her cheeks were slightly blushing, and she was packing her underwear, she said as if Aruru, who had been picking vegetables from the garden, couldn’t stand it.
=Hey there, sister Anne.=
=Huh?=
=Such erotic clothes are usually worn by unowned women to seduce men and take them to bed. It’s like saying, ‘Please drag me into an alley and rape me.’ =
=…… !=
Anne let out a silent scream. She somehow made the shopkeeper look sly!
Uh? Wait, then the reason she said to wear this is that her doppelgä knew it…… !
Hwanin was on her way to the kitchen, carrying a long dress that resembled a china dress with side slits reaching up to the top of her pelvis and a Japanese shaman’s outfit that was open at the pelvis and bottom.
It’s probably for Isilite and Yurpa.
Anne, who ran after her, hurriedly spoke while clinging to her Hwanin’s back.
= Doryeong, Dolyeong! I didn’t know!=
“Well?”
=Why do you wear clothes like this! I just picked it because I thought it was pretty! It’s not because I have eyes for another man!=
Seeing Anne clinging to her almost screaming, Hwanin realized the reason and smiled.
As she turns her gaze, she sees Aruru walking past her with a fresh expression on her face.
Hwanin turned her body around and patted Anne on the back.
“Know. Calm down, I won’t misunderstand you.”
At her night, Anne becomes a single female rabbit in front of her own. She doesn’t know what to do because she likes herself, and she’s a woman who wants to do everything for her.
After taking care of her Anne and sending her back to her living room, Yurpa’s door opened as if taking turns, and a gray-haired lady wearing a work monocle stuck out her head.
= What’s going on…… ? Did you hear Lady Anne’s scream?=
“Later she will ask Anne and she will hear an interesting story. And you get this. These are the eve festival clothes Anne bought.”
It is a pants-type shaman’s attire that is open at the bottom and exposes the pussy as it is when underwear is not worn. Unmatched clothes that greatly enhance the convenience of sex.
A smile bloomed on Yurpa’s face.
= Wow, what a shame. Are you asking me to wear this?=
“Wouldn’t that be better than clothes made only of strings?”
=If it’s something you wear in front of yourself, I’m okay with a string outfit~.=
“It’s fine. There are a lot of fancy clothes like that, so if you ask Anne, you might be able to get some. Just take it and show it to me.”
= Yes. I’ll show you. =
Hwanin, who was making lunch in her kitchen and watching Isilite teach her sister Yoon-ra and Aruru how to cook, brought a china dress style dress to her room.
I’ll have to give it a go later.
The eve of the grand festival was very splendid and luxurious.
In the plaza in front of the white castle, a cloud-like crowd dances to the sound of loud music or drinks and plays. Just as the atmosphere was heating up, Seongju, who appeared on a high podium, gave a speech on the first day of the week…….
=The 30th Parahist People’s Festival begins.=
With Seongju’s declaration of a grand festival, five magnificent parade cars the size of a three-story building appeared.
A super-large parade car depicting spring, summer, autumn, winter and beast gods.
The plaza literally heated up and became a crucible of enthusiasm.
It must have been because it was a large plaza with a gender ratio of 3 males to 7 females. Hwanin was a little choked by the smell of her excrement and body odor.
In addition, the clothes of the women that can be seen are at least as exposed as one-piece bikinis, and wear only tea bag panties and have a little painting, so it is safe to say that they are naked.
As the first parade car departs, thousands of people stand on it or follow it in a giddy dance.
People gathered tightly on the left and right sidewalks. The cheers and shouts they pour out. A raucous, raucous song performed by a band on top of a parade car.
It was the middle of the night on the street, heated by the heat of the people, but it was never dark.
Could it be because of the ball of light that hundreds of sorcerers mobilized and launched into the sky? The red, blue, yellow, and white marbles emit light that makes the entire city as bright as daytime.
Hwanin followed his first parade car with his women.
= Wow! I’ve only heard about the Great Farghist Festival, but it’s really amazing!
= Oh my God! Anne, look at that woman over there. You’re naked!?=
= No! If you look carefully, you covered your pussy with a tattoo!=
=That’s as good as naked!=
Perhaps because it was too loud, Yu Lepa, who was talking like shouting, didn’t want to do it, so she snapped his fingers and hit the thin wind screen.
Then, the noise is reduced by about half, and an atmosphere is created for conversation.
=Phew, being completely naked is different from being covered up with tattoos. Anyway, the eve felt like this. Something different?=
= Huh? What. Yuri unnie has lived here for dozens of years. Why do you talk like you’re seeing it for the first time?=
=I lived there, but I rarely participated in the eve. When it is discovered that she is a sucker, she is often dragged into a corner and raped. ‘You say semen is rice? I’ll feed you a lot with your lower mouth, so take it all! Ehh!” While saying.=
=…….=
=…….=
= It’s not that I was victimized, I never participated in the eve after hearing that someone I knew was victimized.=
Isilite and Anne were stunned by the story beyond their imagination, but Yurpa laughed as if it were nothing special.
=But is it okay to come out like this?=
= Of course? We have our wonderful self and reliable young ladies, so why worry?
Yu Lepa, who said that, was wearing a shaman’s outfit with her crotch open, but she was wearing red underwear that matched her red pants, so she only looked like her fashion. Her level of exposure is also the least around, except for her crotch opening.
Isilite, who was next to Yurpa, wore a white china dress style dress given to her by her phantom.
Her side slit goes up to her side, revealing a little bit of black lace thong every time she walks, and her snow-white thighs and legs stand out, and her eyes are captivating enough to go by themselves.
Anne wore a black bunny girl outfit chosen by her Hwanin. She wore a collar around her neck, fishnet stockings, black shoes, and a bunny ear headband on her head. It feels like a silver herbivorous rabbit.
Even so, her limbs stretched out coolly, her beautiful appearance as if she were a goddess, and her halo-like aura of a 6th-class saint fighter combined with it make her feel like a rabbit at the highest level.
Even compared to the women around them, the three women are five levels higher in appearance.
However, the feeling of a skilled warrior felt in her gait and the dense aura that supports it, and a purple scarf is tied around her neck or arm, indicating that she has a husband/lover/master, so men do not approach her.
Even though, in front of Hwanin, he was giving off a bloody atmosphere saying that these women were mine.
= Men don’t really approach a woman with a scarf tied. =
= It’s just to indicate that there is such a thing. If you go around alone without a companion or a man, it’s easy to get dragged away. Like that person.=
In the direction Yurpa was pointing at, two men with mouse and dog hair were carrying a woman in a heavily exposed maid outfit like a piece of luggage and disappearing into her alley.
Hwanin, who looked at the woman who did not seem to rebel much as if she was being dragged away to see if the level of the men exceeded her expectations, turned her head away.
She would have no reason to help if she wanted it.
Although she wouldn’t have helped if taken by force.
In any case, the eve of the festival called the Great Farhist Festival and the People’s Festival were held in a manner similar to the Rio Carnival in Brazil.
As the five parade cars move along the central boulevard, the citizens gathered along the boulevard spread flower petals, shout, and dance to enjoy the festive atmosphere, just as all the citizens of the city gathered.
The parade lasted about 2 hours.
After the five parade cars disappeared, a night festival continued all night on the banks of the Hololen River that cut through the city, and young men and women who were like-minded held hands and disappeared into a secluded place. They got along and mixed their bodies all over the dark city.
Hwanin and his women drank in the festive atmosphere by the window on the third floor of a high-class bar where low-quality people were not allowed to enter.
A few female guests flirted with Hwanin, who was dressed in a black-toned vest suit like a young venture capitalist.
=…….=
=…….=
When Issilite and Anne sent bloody glances, they disappeared for a moment, so the good mood was never interrupted.
= Wow, really? Did you have that kind of power?
=Yuri unnie also watched me change like this from the sidelines.=
= I just thought I was given some kind of strong medicine or human body procedure. Wow, then it was thanks to you that my skin became so clean.
=So, Yuri-unnie, don’t hold your hands behind your back and step back, and if a strange woman approaches you, stop it.=
= Yes, can I? That’s what a chaste lady should do…….=
=Anyway, Yuri, we, and the owner are all the same woman. So Yuri unnie also has the awareness that she is the master’s woman…….=
Hwanin watched the riverside festival with dazzling lights while listening to his women whispering in one ear.
A fun atmosphere, women who love themselves, and good drinks.
What could be more pleasant than this?
Hwanin tilted his glass while enjoying a peaceful and comfortable night time that made his heart feel at ease.
