Chapter 521 – 515+ Mixture of Hraslind
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= What…… ?=
=The Holy Son asked me to tell you that there is an additional bottom on the floor.=
Nigel-Demare, the head butler of Hraslind Lord Castle, a direct blood relative of the current lord and in charge of the castle’s major and minor matters, was so surprised that he almost dropped his quill from the news brought by the senior knight of the Saber-toothed Tiger Knights.
The fact that there is a thicker floor on the floor, it feels like goosebumps are slashing at the nape of the neck from the fingertips to the shoulder.
How far do you know to say that…… Are you saying that Yeongdo’s ability to collect information is so good?
=…….=
It can’t be. In the past 4 years, the Spirit Sage has visited the city publicly 3 times. The spirit masters stayed for four or three days in the lower streets before leaving.
The news of the castle would not have reached Yeongdo because it would have been difficult to reach it, and even if an unemployed person was sent to spy on it, the same would be true.
For four years, not a single manpower was filled in the inner castle, and the vacancy in the outer castle was filled with people who had lived on the upper street for at least three generations and had a clear identity and background.
Nigel let out a drool as he recalled the rumored face of the Holy Emperor.
‘If that’s the case, it means that a man named Seongjae has excellent information gathering and analysis skills.’
We are putting our heart and soul into cracking down so that the stories inside the castle do not leak out, but there may be stories that go around in unavoidable places.
Since they are so good at spiritual art that they can manifest enormous miracles, it should be easy to talk to the spirits.
Even so, I don’t understand the message that there is a bottom plus a bottom. It’s a statement that can’t be made unless you know ‘that thing’.
‘…… Is the surname also a noble lineage?’
It is said that a kind recognizes a kind. If he too came from a noble lineage, he might have seen through what was happening in the inner sanctuary…….
The tiger-headed butler, Nigel, swept his well-groomed mane and gave a deep look, then lifted the brass desk bell on his desk and shook it gently.
A jingle- a clear, sharp sound resonated, and Nigel got up from his seat and was wearing an overcoat when a woman with tiger ears in a butler’s uniform entered.
= I have something to do, so I will go out for a while. Send these documents to each department and receive the incoming documents and put them on the desk.=
Nigel, who handed over the documents he had signed up to the female butler, looked back at Garpate who had brought the news.
=Sir Garpate, after preparing for a while, I will go see the priest. At that time, I will guide you to the place where Seongjenim is.
=Yes, butler.=
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Mixing one’s body in warm water is an act that gives Hwanin more mental fulfillment than physical pleasure.
It is because when you move greatly, the water shakes your body half-forcedly, and the sensation of hot water covering your skin blurs the warmth of the skin when combined.
= Yes, Master……Haha…….=
Hwanin, who was sitting opposite Isilite in a bathtub large enough for three people to come in, felt her breasts gently press against his chest and let out a hot breath from her.
It feels good to have a big soft fleshy lump like a water balloon pressing down on your chest, but it also tickles your heart to see the hard wash of the cutting edge gently scratching your chest.
Haha, ah……. Ugh, too deep… Hey, master ha…….=
She pressed her own ear against her ear and hugged Isilite’s waist even tighter. Her penetration went a little deeper with him and her vagina started to vibrate again.
The soft and moist flesh of the flesh wraps tightly and tightly like an octopus sucker.
Thanks to Isilite’s pussy, which moves on its own even when she is still, her pleasure is steadily accumulating, and she is also feeling pleasure to the extent that her waist continues to tremble because of her own pussy that moves freely.
Hwanin, who was leisurely appreciating her reaction, put her hand between her buttocks and gently rubbed her anus around her anus with his middle finger.
=Hey, it’s a dirty place… Haaaaah!=
Her ass hole, which had been loose a little, contracted as if in surprise, and her cunt tightened tightly as the cock held inside her shrank.
As she gently rubbed the area around her ass hole, her entire cunt trembled with a throbbing sigh and her back and thighs twitched, losing control of her body and starting to bounce at will.
As Isilite’s sigh gradually turned to sex as she continued to rub her anus at her funny reaction, she lifted her waist up and down on her own and started teasing her lower back.
= Heh, master… Sir! Master… ! Ha, ah, uhh!=
Anyone can see that the anal entrance is touched and strongly excited.
It’s a body that doesn’t fit at all with anal sex, but it’s a reaction that I really like as much as stimulating her entrance.
Hwanin’s cock, hardened like steel by that movement, stirred deep inside her and the calm waters began to stir, but that time was not long.
=…… 끅, ugh. Ju… Hinnihim…… !=
Isilite’s mind turns white from the pleasure generated from the clit that got stuck between Hwanin’s lower belly and the root of her cock, the pleasure from being stimulated around her anus, and the pleasure from having her belly torn apart in a mess.
More than half of the amber eyes have disappeared over the eyelids, and the substance is getting stiffer.
Her vaginal walls also contract and become stiff, causing the vaginal pressure to rise rapidly.
Even Hwanin couldn’t bear the pleasure from her pussy any longer.
She holds on with her sphincter forcefully tightened, but her stomach boils as if she is about to ejaculate.
Hwanin watched her head slowly tilt back, and noticed her white teeth and pink tongue between slightly parted light pink lips, and put her lips together.
= Yes. Um… !=
She subconsciously caught Issilite’s kiss hanging from her own tongue and thrust her middle finger lightly into her butthole.
=…… !!=
As if her fingers had been pinched in a vise and she had flipped her switch, Issilite’s spine straightened and her cunt twitched more like an octopus leg, wrapping around and clamping her fancier’s cock hard.
Pleasure is accumulated indiscriminately in her flesh, which is so ferociously tightened that it is difficult to move, and her moan flows out spontaneously.
If you’re going to ejaculate, now is the time.
After loosening her sphincter, Hwan-in hit the glans at the entrance of her womb and ejected her semen vigorously.
= Uhhhhh…… !!=
The feeling that the opening of the uterus is forcibly opened by hot semen.
Isilite felt her orgasm, which had been weak all the way through her favorite sensation, explode and kissed her favorite master so much that she hugged him tightly and shivered all over her body. .
=… Hickhehe… ! Hee♡ Something hot is coming in. Clothes…… ♡=
I am so happy and happy that my heart is about to burst. I feel like I want to open the entrance of her womb wide open and put all the master’s semen in the womb.
Hwanin also squeaks at the pleasure of ejaculation, as if squeezing her belly, and pushes her back further to spray her semen deep inside her stomach, while Isilite lowers her back further to collect his semen deep inside her stomach. .
Looking at each other and caring for each other.
“…….”
=…….=
The two, who had been hugging and trembling for a long time with their genitals connected, still hugged each other and did not fall apart even after a long time had passed.
It was because I was not allowing the feeling of satisfaction that filled my heart to fall.
But an hour had passed since I entered the bathroom. When you need to step out.
“It’s a bit lacking, but I’ll stop here for now.”
=Huh, yeah.=
Hearing her half-melted voice, he got up and disengaged, but to his surprise, as soon as the cock was released, the cunt hole closed like a clam and not a drop of semen was spilled.
As soon as she got out of the bathtub like that, Isilite knelt down in front of Hwanin with a face mixed with regret and supported his cock, which was covered in semen and love juice with her two hands, and opened her mouth with a face that slightly came to her senses. .
=Then I’ll clean it….=
Isilite immediately puts her cock in her mouth and starts to blow-clean.
She could wash her as much as it was a bathroom and there was a bathtub right next to her, but Issilite wanted to clean her master’s body with her own mouth, which made her feel better.
Without the slightest hesitation, Isilite licked, sucked, and cleaned all of her semen and love juice from her pillars and lower bead pockets. Matched the lips of
Issilite’s cock kiss, like an innocent goddess.
Of course, Anne and Yu Lepa did it, but there was something in Issilite’s kiss that particularly stimulated her passion.
While thinking about what that was, Hwanin, who was washing her body with Isilite, was able to recall a memory from the past.
“Doing this reminds me of the past.”
Isilite, who was painting the body wash foam on Hwanin’s back, asked back curiously.
=Once upon a time?=
“The night we arrived at Maestig Village, you came to attend the bath, covering your face with a towel.”
=…….=
After thinking for a moment, Isilite noticed when her phantom said when, and her face turned red like a tomato.
“At that time, I said that I didn’t have to give her the girl I was protecting to buy my trust, do you remember?”
When her Hwanin and Isilite first met on the street, Isilite threw obscenities at her Hwanin and teased her, saying, ‘Even a thief like this has chastity, so it’s difficult to show the taste of her flesh.’
In her bathroom in her village of Maestig, her phantom told her what she meant by pinching it.
= That, that’s just…… I meant to make fun of you…….=
“I knew.”
=Did you know?!=
“I keep looking at myself and looking for opportunities, but I can’t help but notice.”
=…… !=
Isilite covered her face in a sense of extreme shame at the story of her phantom’s laughter, then she looked up at her phantom with a slightly resentful look and mumbled.
=The owner is too good……. I worked really hard back then…….=
“I know that too. But if I had held you back then, your relationship with me would have been different from now.”
Before she joined Anne, Hwanin thought that this relationship was possible because of the layers of her heart that melted with pain and longing.
=…… Is that so?=
“I think so.”
=…….=
Isilite pondered the meaning as she ran her hands over her foamy sponge.
So, if I had been embraced by the owner at that time…… You’re saying that it’s just an ordinary master and maid relationship, right? That means…….
Reaching the end of her thoughts, Isilite suppressed her heart pounding and the corners of her mouth trying to rise again and again.
This kind of delivery touches my heart more than just saying I love you, rather than just saying that I like you.
I can feel the sinking nipples stand firm again to the beat of my heart.
The lower part also whined and the water flowed down her thighs along with the master’s semen.
Isilite hurriedly squeezed out a sponge full of foam from the body wash and applied the foam to her chest and stomach. Then, as it was, she clung lightly to Hwanin’s back and rubbed Hwanin’s back with her foam-stained breasts and belly.
She says, hoping that her own heart pounding will be transmitted to her master through the touch of her heart.
Hwanin came out of her bath and saw all her female friends gathered in her living room.
Anne was sitting on her sofa, eating the fruit she carves for herself, while Yurpa was filling out a checklist to investigate her constitution.
Her Hwan-yeon sleeps like a fairy in her own bed of flower baskets on her table, covering Hwan-in’s handkerchief.
“Anne, you went quickly.”
As she sat down on an empty seat on the sofa, she said as Anne placed a piece of fruit in his mouth.
=Priestess Arienne seems to have a debt of heart to Doryeong. She tells the story and she immediately finds out if there’s anything she can do, she said. And it has been decided to escort the Walkiss whom Doryeong captured and imprisoned to the home country of Merianol.=
“You mean escorting me from here to Merianol?”
= Yes. Because the phase power exploitation device is only in the main passage of the home country.=
“…… Is there anything like that?”
When Hwan-in was slightly taken aback by the very intuitive name, Anne scratched the head next to her and made a slightly confused expression.
= It’s a thing that the pros and cons are quite fiercely opposed even in my home country. After ignoring humanity and tying it to a device like cattle, it’s all about extracting as much phase power as needed for compensation.=
In Merianol, the technology to create items or inject them into materials by manipulating phase force has been developed. To some extent, they treat phase power as a second currency.
In a way, it is similar to the magic tools or magic tools produced by Radsea with Phase Stones.
That doesn’t mean the performance is messed up. In general, they are used a lot in everyday life because they are superior in quality, durability, and performance to those of ordinary products.
=Doryeong knows it now, but phase power is infinite and not permanent. If you use phase power excessively, your lifespan may shorten and you may die, and after using phase power excessively, you will feel tired or bored
“So it must be extracting phase power to compensate for damages.”
= Yes. Since the number of people he kidnapped, sold, and killed easily exceeds one hundred, he will probably die after making phase power like a cow on a ranch for the rest of his life.=
“It worked. More than that, the high priest made up his mind to move only with his heart. No matter how much debt there is on this side, it would not have been a small burden to do something that could conflict with the owner of the city.”
= Since you know what kind of person Doryeong is, you must believe that and move.=
After the conversation with Anne has ended to some extent, this time Yurpa reports.
= He conveyed everything he said. It was connected to the diplomatic and trade agencies, but they immediately linked up with the local provincial agency and the executive department to dispatch two high-ranking spiritists. They said it would take about 8 days to arrive.=
“You’re coming pretty quickly.”
Between Yeongdo and Hraslind, the end of the Roatings Jungle blocks the top and bottom for a long time.
It would take more than 20 days on foot, and it would take five days even if you rode a small group of kue. But it’s 8 days.
After thinking for a moment, Hwanin asked again.
“Were there any other stories?”
= This is the message from the great saintess. It is said that thanks to magnetism, the upper part of Yeongdo became more solid and the available power increased. Elkata’s abilities have also grown, so don’t worry about Youngdo.=
“There is a great saint in Yeongdo, so I’m not too worried.”
= Yes. That’s it.=
Received another piece of fruit from Anne, a tomato that tasted like melon and had a soft texture like pudding.
It’s been almost two hours since Garpete went back, and the knights she left behind still surround her inn.
‘I thought the reaction would come back immediately because he seemed sincere.’
Is it because the assistant manager Yeongju is so picky that it takes longer than expected?
Hwanin, who checked his watch, said that he still had about two hours left before lunch and told her girlfriends.
“Let’s have lunch at the restaurant we went to yesterday, and then take a nap until then. There could be a problem tonight.”
=Mixed lord castle?=
“Okay. Or you can leave the city in the afternoon.”
Anyway, when I replied that the conclusion would come within today, Anne looked back at everyone and said.
=Then I’ll stay vigil in the living room, so go in with Doryeong and close your eyes.=
Hwanin, who was trying to take on the role of her meditation and night watch, first looked at Anne, who struck her, and then nodded her head slightly.
“Please.”
After taking a 2-hour nap in their respective rooms and waking up, Garpette did not return, so Hwan-in and her girlfriends revisited the restaurant where the traces of the dimensional wanderer were strongly visible.
When she left the inn, three knights who had been observing her between the streets and alleys followed her, but Hwanin didn’t mind and went back to the restaurant with her girlfriends.
And she was once again convinced of the traces of the dimensional wanderer.
= Um~? It feels a bit worse than what I ate yesterday. What do you think of Seul?=
= So……. Yesterday’s cooking felt like the taste of the food ingredients and the taste of the sauce were perfectly one, but today it feels like playing separately.
= Uh. This salad is also strange. The sauce that seems to go well with the meat is drizzled over the vegetables…….=
= It feels like yesterday and today and the food were made by someone else, right? =
Not like that. Through fantasy, it was confirmed that people who were no different from yesterday made food.
In terms of taste, it is definitely better than the average restaurant in Nionebreth.
Their taste buds have been leveled up thanks to Isilite’s cooking skills, so this evaluation comes out, but the customers at the other tables and those dressed in high-class clothes all look satisfied.
“I think I know why there is such a difference.”
Upon hearing Hwanin’s story, Yu Lepa opened her eyes slightly wide and asked.
=Why?=
“The dish I ate yesterday must have been made by handing down the recipe. Without knowing the principle, you must have learned how to make it through repeated practice hundreds or thousands of times.”
=Today’s food is a halfway reinterpretation of that knowledge, cut and pasted here and there…….=
= Ah! It definitely feels like that.=
From what I confirmed through fantasy, when I made the food yesterday, it was cooked and served smoothly without any pauses or awkward movements.
But today, the kitchen flow was also messy, and from trimming ingredients to plating, it was clear that a novice was following the master’s recipe.
=The chef from the dimension wanderer disappeared for some reason after giving the recipe to the chef here.=
“…….”
Doubts still remain.
Anyone who can make a dish like this must be a professional chef or chef. Why did such a person disappear leaving traces of his work in a place like this? How did he come to work here?
Returning to the inn after a slightly lacking lunch, Hwanin found Garpate standing in the lobby with a man from the Inho tribe he had never seen before.
The black and gray suits worn by the men of the Inho tribe were never cheap, but made of high-quality materials. The body hair of the orange, black, and white tiger head, the claws on the hands, and the fur are also neatly trimmed as if touched by someone else.
Lastly, like a Western modern gentleman, the dignity that comes from standing with your back straight and your shoulders stretched out. Hwan-in, who deduced his identity from there, faced an Inho-tribe man approaching this way.
The man spoke first.
= Nice to meet you. I am Nigel Demare, the general butler of the lord’s castle, in charge of the city’s government on behalf of the true owner of Hraslind, the forest city, Lord Kroal Domd Hraslind.=
To Nigel, who greeted Nigel by slightly bowing his waist just enough to not go against the etiquette, Hwanin also raised his hand on his chest like a knight-style salute and responded by slightly bowing his head.
“I am a Hwanin who came out of Yeongdo and continues his sexual misfortune. Nice to meet you.”
Nigel’s gaze scans Hwanin from head to toe in an instant, and Hwanin calmly gazes at Nigel with a deep gaze.
This time, Hwanin opened his mouth first.
“This is not a good place to have a conversation. Would you like to go to my room?”
=Thank you for your consideration.=
Hwanin nodded slightly and moved ahead, and Nigel gave Garfate instructions to wait in the lobby and leisurely followed after Hwanin.
From that attitude, Hwanin realized that Nigel was moving with a typical baron’s mindset.
Nationalism, ideology of chosen people, and high pride.
Here in Lukrang’s country, Radsea, the city’s internal affairs and core operations are generally held by the lord’s bloodline.
Instead of bringing in outsiders who have no roots in the management of the territory, the lord’s family holds all the power in the city, focusing on the management of relatives.
If you substitute it, Nigel = Demare, the general butler of the lord’s castle, is a person between uncle and cousin of at least the current lord.
‘To think that such a person would come in person. It’s hard to guess.’
Did you come here yourself because there was something you didn’t want to show inside the castle? The fact that they tried to invite them to the castle in the first place is a problem.
Since it is impossible to modify the reason for inviting them, the attitude is too upright to see that the person in question is trying to come and ask for understanding.
‘Doesn’t matter.’
So, there is no change in the basic stance. If you apologize and ask for help, accept it. If you talk nonsense, immediately evict and leave.
Returning to the guest room, Hwanin sat down at one of the three-person tea tables and offered Nigel a seat across from him.
And again, Hwanin opened his mouth first to stimulate the opponent’s mental agitation.
“I wonder why Chief Butler De Mare, who had sent several knights to invite them half-forcefully, came to visit me like this.”
Nigel’s eyes became tense for a moment at the calm but intimidating voice and Hwanin’s gaze, which seemed to be looking down from a high place, even though they were at the same eye level for some reason.
