Chapter 217 – Monster Milk Farm
[Master, did you milk someone else?]
Estrote quickly got used to sharing thoughts.
Since she is so fluent in magic and artifacts, she was not greatly surprised when she exchanged her Ningpa with the essence of her life.
Rather, she cares about the smell of Elaine and D. Allen, which I have been giving off for a while.
[The owner doesn’t milk only me! Make me work every day, and milk other women!]
Estrote whined.
She showed up last time I was milking Hong Wol-young, and she came after milking Elaine and D. Allen, and she misunderstood that I was always milking others when I wasn’t looking.
Come to think of it, it’s not such a big misunderstanding.
Because I’m milking someone whenever I have time.
[Host! Milk me too! Because I’m working hard…]
[Okay, okay.]
An estrothe she gets away with and gives me a hug.
I gently stroked her silver hair.
I knew she was busy.
I will often give out prizes to familiars who do a good job.
I sat in her chair in her office, her seat in her estrotte, and carried her on her inner thighs, caressing her horns over her temples.
[I’ll milk you with the party members. Finally, my milking skill also improved…]
I simply soothed Estrote.
She was going to be milked with her party members.
The message that came after she became a milking superhuman was that she could change her milking target to a new milk regimen, she said.
Higher breast milk constitution than S-class breast milk constitution.
In fact, I was looking forward to milking the party members.
Milking sharing will give them a higher level of milking.
[Before that, finish the milking farm.]
[Milk farm?]
[This is a space to raise elves brought from the elven palace.]
I explained to Estrote about her milking farm.
She understands milking properly as milking, not technical treatment.
A discussion about milking was also possible.
[If the owner needs it. Then let’s build a milking farm together tomorrow. The owner has prepared the manager and livestock, so you should be able to build the facility right away.]
Estrote turned her inside of her and wrapped her arms around her shoulders.
I enjoy working with you.
Next day.
Elaine, D. Allen, and the other elves came out to the site where Estrote and her milking farm would be built.
[Monsters can’t sleep in the inn because they don’t have reason. However, confinement in the dungeon is cumbersome to milk, so a separate ranch is built here.]
It was a neat field in the mountains.
It was in the outskirts of the castle of paradise, but the distance was not that far.
10 minutes to fly. 20 minutes if you run. If you make a rift, you can come right away.
[There’s a stream over there, so it’s easy to get drinking water, and since this is a forest, it’ll be comfortable for elves to live.]
Estrote showed D. Allen the terrain around her and showed her a map.
In the castle of paradise, he also brought a demon who runs a normal livestock farm, not a monster ranch, and asked for advice on setting up a ranch.
[As an elf, you know the house where the elves live. Prepare your own living space.]
She entrusted Dialen with choices such as designing the ranch, building materials, and buying groceries.
The demons were able to provide necessary supplies and assets.
[Ha, raising elves. I never imagined that I would breed blonde elves, but this is what it really is.]
The Allen grumbled, but she didn’t hate it.
I brought a whip as if I was thinking of something.
A Dark Elf in light armor rolls up his whip and puts it over his shoulder, giving it a very nice stance.
He seems to have found a suitable rancher.
Also, what is my point of view?
*
[Raising us? You just pick and choose disgusting sounds. Who wants to be your slave? Ignorant and vulgar things.]
Elaine, dressed in a loose elf suit, chattered.
Whenever they have a chance, they create the power of destruction and try to resist us.
Although his insanity has decreased a little after being given a [Caress injection], He will never give in.
[Are you going to milk us? Shameless pervert. You are a devil beast man. A lustful familiar, a disgusting dark elf.]
Next to him, Iluna clung to her and insulted us.
The blonde elves were stripped of all their flashy outfits and wore only simple elven clothes.
However, as if he hadn’t forgotten his identity, and as if he couldn’t stand the madness caused by the power of destruction, he pointed at me, Estrothe, and Dialen and poured out insulting words.
[Ugly races do ugly things too.]
[Ah, Miss Elaine. Why is the Queen going through such hardships? It is because of our incompetence to assist.]
[We must annihilate all the evil races that have broken our peace.]
When the blonde elves brought in from the elven palace were gathered together, they chatted in the elven language and quickly became noisy.
[Everyone, believe me. Peace will come again one day. How long can those imperfect and lacking writers rule over us? The day will surely come when I realize my insecurity and the world becomes perfect with me, Elaine.]
Elaine soothes the blonde elves with a rather benevolent attitude.
Let’s see, it’s very spectacle.
Those crazy elves.
I’m really out of my mind
Dialen lifted the whip.
As if to punish the elves who glared at us with contempt, they stretched the tight rope.
[Ha, these crazy elves. You are not yet educated. How dare you insult the owner.]
Estrote stepped forward and growled, her red eyes burning.
A wriggling life flows out.
Its magical power was never lacking compared to the elven corps commanders.
The blonde elves were really troublesome.
Maybe because it’s a monster, the milking brainwashing doesn’t work well, and it keeps reaching out and talking loudly.
If I didn’t need milk, I would have turned everything into experience points.
Also, raising monsters is tricky.
[Estrothe. You shouldn’t kill it though. I need their milk. If you milk it here one more time, it will be quiet.]
I opened my inventory and took out the milking machine.
Fifteen milking machines I brought for use on the elves.
On top of that, the elves will calm down if I give them a [Caress injection].
[Ah? Host. The owner milks those elves?]
Estrote looked back at me, startled at the thought of me.
She raises her head and looks up at me with a puzzled expression.
[Why?]
What are you complaining about?
[Host! Isn’t the owner’s milking a reward for those elves! If you’re going to milk it, do it to me. Why do it to the elves? That’s unfair!]
She swung her arms up and down and sniffed her tail.
My milking is a reward? Well, from Estrote’s point of view, it’s worth it.
Does she like any milking I do?
No, but milking those elves and estrotes are different.
How much I care about the party members and milk them specially.
But Estrote acted before saying it.
[The elves must be punished! And that’s not the master’s milking!]
I wanted to raise demonic energy around her heart, but her body shape changed.
It was a transformation technique that only Estrote could do.
Came out wearing a new mask.
That’s a big cock orc.
[Hey!]
[Kyaaaaagh!]
Estrothe transformed into a hideous 2.5-meter orc, and the elves went into fits of fright.
The blonde elves, who were tickling, stepped back and fell and hit their butts.
It was Elaine, Iluna, and all the elves.
Even Dialen, who was not wearing restraints, flinched.
[Do you know what elves fear most? That’s an orc! Do you know what they hate the most? That’s the rule of the orcs! We must educate the elves by becoming the Orcs that they despise, ignore, and ignore the most!]
Estrote roared loudly.
She is also a demon in a mask.
He had a knack for corrupting and harassing his enemies.
Now it’s my cute familiar, but it was originally a terrifying demon that trained opponents into cards.
[All dead!]
Estrote, whose personality also changed because she became an orc, attacked the elves.
She rips off light elven clothes.
The backs of the elves crawling across the floor are impressive.
*
I stopped the big cock orc’s insults to the elves.
If you get pierced by that thing, the bodies of the elves won’t be left behind.
If you train too hard, your breasts may not grow.
The body of the milkmate must be treated with respect.
Still, the fear of the Big Cock Orc has remained in the minds of the elves, and they have become a little more docile than before.
Elaine and the elves discreetly knelt down with their clothes torn.
[If you fight against your master, I will bring you orcs! Make the orcs watch this ranch!]
Returning to her true form, Estrothe bluffed her by baring her fangs at her elves.
She was a demon who could catch an actual orc at any time.
She tells Di Allen that she will place an orc for the elf assistant.
Dialen broke into a cold sweat and held back Estrote.
Since she was the manager of her ranch, it seemed unlikely that she would place her orcs.
For some reason, Orcs are feared even by Dark Elves.
[If you don’t listen, some elves may give up milking and give it to the orcs as a test. Dialen, tell me if you are going to dispose of the elves.]
[That, yes…]
I asked Dialen to listen to the elves.
If possible, everyone will be milked, but if it doesn’t work out, punishment will be the answer.
The ears of the blond elves who eavesdropped on my will to share thoughts trembled.
The fear of orcs must have been imprinted in their instincts even before the power of destruction.
It will be more convenient for breeding.
[Host! And it’s a waste to dress the elves! Since it’s a monster, you have to dress like a monster!]
Estrote insisted anew.
When she transforms into a giant orc, she thinks of a new costume while looking at the elves’ clothes that she threatens and rips off.
[Monster-like clothes? What is that?]
[Isn’t that elves’ purpose to give milk? If so, there are clothes that suit him.]
Estrote conveyed her thoughts, and she hurriedly opened the rift and went to the Paradise Castle.
She also had these clothes there.
Cow bikini.
[Eh, when did you get this?]
[Host! Aren’t there all kinds of costumes in the closet of the castle of paradise?]
As she said, we had all kinds of outfits.
I didn’t remember all of them, but I think I remembered the clothes that were perfect for Estrote.
Estrote puts her cow-milk bikini on Elaine.
The Elf Queen in a cow bikini.
Even wearing her headband, there is no cow.
Short, thin, colorful pieces of cloth covering the restraints on the limbs and the voluptuous body.
The face wearing her headband is also pretty.
I would love to be milked.
[We can choose the material of the bikini as well. Cloth bikini, spandex bikini, fur bikini. The design will also be determined according to the owner’s taste.]
[Well…]
It’s not my job, but it’s really competent.
I stroked the horns of Estrote who came up with a good idea.
[Hehe, hehe. Master, that, it’s a bit embarrassing to touch the horn outside.]
Estrothe makes her blush as I knead her horns.
Why is it embarrassing to touch horns?
I was cute and kept teasing me.
By the way, it’s a cow bikini.
Looking at that dog-like outfit, I had something I wanted to do.
I think it would suit my party members very well.
