Chapter 288 – Milking Paradise
There was a reason that only the leaders of the allied forces were separately called to the milking room of the monster milking farm.
There was also a milking place, but I also wanted to ask them why they gave birth to an archangel.
Just as I became the God of Milking by collecting special items, the leaders of the allied forces created the God of Destruction with special items.
What did those who ruled the world pray for destruction because they lacked?
I decided to release the question to the girls who are regaining some sanity due to milking.
Of course, in order to do that, you have to milk it first.
The power of milking must suppress madness in order for a proper conversation to take place.
I first pulled Elaine by telekinesis and made her attach her chest to a waist-high milking bar.
Milking in the milking farm was automated, and it was being done quite systematically.
Various milking tools were installed so that the monsters could quietly pump milk.
[Are you milking with an iron bar today? I’d like to use a different tool.]
“What?”
The Elf Queen is also picky about her milking tastes.
On the subject of being forced to milk her, she always demands milking that suits her taste.
She was the leader of the elves at the milking farm, and since she herself had to be milked according to her taste, her milk would come out better, so she tended to listen to Elaine’s requests.
[Do it with that.]
The elven queen gestured with her chin to the milking implements on one side of her milking parlour.
Mungsil mungsil massage milking machine.
It was a state-of-the-art milking machine that put my magic into a soft sofa and installed an automatic milking machine so that I could express milk while receiving a massage.
Elaine’s favorite milking tool.
“I get it.”
I touched my forehead and nodded her head.
The more sane she is, the better she will be at communicating, so she will gladly grant her request.
I put Elaine on the massage milking machine.
[Now, go ahead and try milking. Human.]
Elaine slumps on the sofa and gestures arrogantly.
I let out a deep sigh and unwrapped her breast milk.
A milking hunter doesn’t care much about the milking target’s attitude as long as the milk is pumped out well.
Despite her rather cheeky attitude, I endured it while watching her nipples shake.
Beep-
I adjusted the controller on the side of the sofa and massaged Elaine’s shoulders with the [Caress] Magical massager.
At the same time, it is a milking machine that massages the whole body according to a pre-entered routine such as back, waist, legs, and feet.
The bridge of her nose let out an excited exhalation.
Elaine’s face loosened, a satisfied smile spread across her lips.
I jumped on the massager and harassed the naked Elaine.
I put a cock inside her and milk her in a face-to-face sitting position.
“Elaine. I heard that the leaders of your alliance gathered special items and summoned an archangel. For what reason did you pray for the destruction of the fantasy world?”
Whoops, whoops, whoops.
Elaine, who was spinning her back and forth excitedly while receiving her massage, lifted her head and met her eyes at my question.
[You are asking a strange question, foolish human. Wouldn’t it be natural for an imperfect world to perish? I just drew a perfect world ruled by me.]
Elaine said with a hot moan through her red lips.
The elf queen’s sexuality is thin, high, and bizarre.
[But now that I think about it, it wouldn’t be perfect for me to be the only one in this world. At least you who take care of me should continue to exist.]
She stuck out her tongue and licked my face.
The tickling and soft tongue of the Queen of the Elves.
Her milking changed her mind a bit.
I’m not claiming that everyone should be Elaine anymore.
Milkhunter liked it.
“Then is that why you wanted to perish? For everyone to become Elaine and become perfect?”
[Well, I don’t remember exactly. Aha.]
Elaine didn’t answer anymore and enjoyed my milking.
I couldn’t remember how he created the archangel.
*
Her Elaine sucked up her milk and laid her on the massager.
Satisfied with her milking, the elven queen falls asleep.
I chose the slaughter dragon next.
Tied to her web and struggling, she crawled to the flower bed before she knew it.
At least one of the flower pots was easily broken.
She telekinetically grabbed it and set it afloat in front of me.
“Can you be this flamboyant?”
The more you look at the dragon’s energy, the more you admire it.
Is strength as good as stupid?
Or is it because he is crazy that he pours all his energy into going around without hesitation?
It was a valuable milking target with frequent milk, but it was difficult to manage and caused many accidents.
“I need to lose some energy.”
The answer to this troublemaker was to drain his energy.
I used various milking tools on the snarling slaughter dragon and made it climax 7 times.
[Keep up!]
He has a milking machine on his chest, chains around his dragon wings and tail, his arms tied together and hung from the ceiling with spider webs, and he’s in a spread-legged squat position with a dildo sticking into his cunt.
Even after climaxing 7 times, the extinct dragon shakes its body.
Breast milk spreads in all directions, and the floor is covered with secretions including love juice.
The energy of the slayer dragon that seemed to be missing a bit now.
I anchored her torso to her wooden board and [Stick caressed] Her from behind.
Embedded in her woodblock like a toilet bowl, she was easier to milk.
This was a milking tool exclusively for the silent dragon.
“Kayraxia, why did you want to perish? What wish did you make at the palace in the sky at the western end?”
Lying under the torso of the extinct dragon stuck in the wooden board, he asked while sucking her milk.
She was quietly feeding me her breast milk, leaning her elbows on her floor.
[Why did you want to perish? Did I just do what I wanted to do? I hoped the world would be more fun.]
“Is destruction fun?”
[Kha! You’re excited!]
He had a twisted heart from birth.
Destruction would have been accepted as a joke.
Even if you milk her, deep conversation is meaningless because she is insane.
She sucked on her breasts moderately and hit her lower body hard with a stick.
When the slaughter dragon climaxed and fell asleep, he undid her wooden board.
[Are you going to ask me that too?]
The King of Knights asks before milking.
It was in a state of being prepared for milking, leaning on the iron bar.
“Okay. I was about to ask you too.”
I sat down on a chair in front of the bar.
She takes off her bikini and holds up her breasts with her hands and massages them.
This was a milking device developed by Dialen, and it was convenient for both the milker and the milker to milk.
Most elves use an iron bar for milking.
Esten was also milked with an iron bar without any words.
[The reason why the world had to be destroyed was because I couldn’t find any value. I can’t remember how I woke up the archangel.]
She muttered, resting her head on her headrest, expressionless.
If you ask an old story, it’s helpless.
She was only passionate when she received her milk.
[I answered, so she must keep touching.]
Her milk was still feeling my hand.
Her, she was comfortable with her, who was fixed on her iron bar, and raised her body and returned to her back.
I put my cock into the buttocks of the Knights that leaned on the iron chair.
Squeak squeak, yup.
She drains her slender moan and drops her breast milk one by one.
I bowed her waist, grabbed her Esten’s pain, and easily oiled her bottom.
Ahh! Haang, haang, haang.
She sits in her chair and hugs her Esten from her behind her and caresses her.
[By the way, won’t you have a rematch with me? You really want to break it with a sword.]
“No.”
It was the first time she lost 1:1, so she was the one who always dreamed of revenge.
I did not accept the King of Knights’ request for a rematch.
[Is it.]
The king of knights who slumped.
She was being caressed, but her body was drained of strength.
A personality that contrasts with the extinct dragon.
Motivation goes down after a gap.
“I’ll think about it once I’m keeping an eye on the slaughter dragon like I am now.”
[Is it?]
She lifts her head and blinks her eyes.
Still, it was the most benevolent monster in the milking farm.
It’s not bad to fight again if you do your part well.
As someone who has gained the power of a god, no matter how genius the King of Knights is, I will never get tired of it.
*
After solving the question at the milking farm and finishing the milking, they returned to the paradise castle.
A luxurious garden in the castle.
I sat down in front of a table in a neat pavilion and looked at the calm sky.
Animals resembling seagulls are flying around, and a clear and cool scent emanates from the garden.
I placed the seed of regeneration on a white table like a blank sheet of paper and looked at it blankly.
If you activate this, you can return.
I can erase all my past mistakes and become perfect.
But why do I keep hesitant to use it?
Looking at the seed the size of a fingernail, an uneasy feeling permeates.
If we go back to the past, what will happen to the present?
The milking paradise I built?
Will everything that has happened in the past disappear?
I will definitely go back with my memories.
All the evil deeds I committed when I was clumsy will be erased neatly in the world that started anew.
If I wanted to, I could erase all my mistakes by even erasing my memories.
But why do you hate it?
I don’t want to activate the seeds of playback.
My life was so good.
This was my favorite milking paradise, where the women I loved lived.
I did not want to give up even though it was a forced paradise that I had built through lies and brainwashing.
After returning, the newly created paradise may be more perfect than here.
He might be able to block the archangel without doing anything like milking.
I could have achieved a happier world without milking all my milkmates.
Fidget, fidget.
Rolled the Seed of Regeneration on the table.
Yes, you can do it, but it’s strange that you don’t.
If it does not lie, does not lie to Hongwol -young, does not enter the milking party, does not make estrote as a ministry horse, and no other milking person is brainwashed or milked, and it is the best hunter I wanted. Was
“…”
But can I stop milking?
I don’t know.
Wouldn’t it be possible if I even brainwashed my head?
He rolls his head in various ways and makes complex calculations.
However.
“Who is it?”
A playful voice was heard.
Someone was covering my eyes with both hands and playing childish pranks.
“Leave this.”
“Guess who it is.”
I shook her head, but she wasn’t going to let me go easily.
Keep playing light pranks.
I could easily guess who she was.
I find out the characteristics of the opponent just by the presence of approaching me.
If you use magic detection, you can find out exactly who it is by reading the pattern inherent in the target’s magic, and you can read the other person’s mind simply by sharing your thoughts.
The god of milking is anything.
But rather than those technical methods, her voice, her breasts touching the back of my head were deeply imprinted in my soul, so I realized it just by feeling.
The firmness and softness of these breasts belonged to Lee Yu-na.
Even her palms and tone could not be hidden from me.
“Why, what’s going on?”
“Hehe, what were you doing?”
When I guessed who it was right away, Lee Yu-na smiled and asked.
Turning her head, I see Lee Yu-na, who is leaning down on her and approaching me.
Thick breasts.
It wasn’t the firm, tender breasts I had when I was a student, having raised them myself.
The reason why I have a national treasure-level breast milk constitution. I grew up just to my liking.
“I was thinking about it.”
“What worries?”
The reason why she pricked up her ears. Looking at me, she naturally laughed.
Even if I don’t do anything separately, she gives me strength just by her existence.
“What are you worried about…”
I can’t talk about regression, so I’m trying to find a suitable excuse, but I suddenly realize it.
How long will I have to lie to Lee Yu-na?
Even now, after defeating the archangel and protecting the world, even now, after becoming the god of milking and becoming the strongest hunter in the world, she would lie to Lee Yu-na.
“That…”
I was speechless.
I was trying to deceive Lee Yu-na and go back to the past.
Then the truth disappears.
The fact that I’ve been milking her could have eliminated her.
If I go back to the past, what will happen to the reason I am in front of me?
The girl I used to milk, is she gone too?
Should she simply get rid of the fact that she was milked?
The reason why she was smiling with her cloudy eyes Her pounding heart sank as she looked at me.
She could never forsake her.
I love me the reason I’ve been milking myself.
All the memories with her, even if it was a past she wanted to hide from me, are memories that she could never dislike.
I must confess my mistake.
The milkings I did were of my own choosing.
While milking, I was obviously happy.
Even if I could go back to the past and forget everything and start anew, that was something Yuna would choose.
