Chapter 79 – BAD TASTE(9)
For several days, it seemed that the results of leaking information about ‘massage’ through Aira, Sellu, and Eve were coming out. Elsie looked at me, mumbled as if she had something to say, then went back to her work her. I knew what Elsie wanted. But I didn’t bother to talk about massage until Elsie told me about it herself.
Letters arrived from both the slave market and the Mage Tower. Despite the polite letter asking for cooperation because it was a problem with Evangeline, the Lord of Aberdeen replied as follows.
– As a rule, we cannot disclose the personal information of the person who purchased the slave. The staff are very stubborn and say ‘I can’t tell’, so please understand this.
PS: The sister who yelled at the priest the other day was sold to that person.
It seemed that Evangeline had visited again while I was away. The magic tower is further away than our territory, so how did you get there? Do you use teleport?
Judging by the expression of the Lord of Aberdeen, the prohibition was also applied to slave traders. If I were Evangeline, she wouldn’t go around spreading personal information, saying that she had never walked. Therefore, there was nothing to be gained by going to Aberdeen Manor now. I checked the letter from the Magic Tower. The Mage Tower replied:
– Priest Lucius wants you to come and investigate. The Mage Tower does not know the identity of each wizard.
The Magic Tower was a registration system. The registration system did not mean that all wizards’ names, characteristics, and personal details were recorded.
Name: Lucius
Magic Research Item: Fire Magic
Roughly, it was written and ended like this. In the game, because of this, it was difficult to locate the wandering wizard Soya, the wizard heroine. Since the race of magicians themselves were indifferent to their own research or to others, no one cared whether they registered under a pseudonym or dressed up like a dick.
Even so, if you wear a mask like that, it will be obvious, so you won’t wear it.
For that reason, from the perspective of the Mage Tower, there was no way to investigate even if the mysterious existence of Evangeline was inside the Mage Tower. This is because wizards are all suspicious bastards. Probably, out of thousands of wizards, more than half of the degenerates are locked in their closets and never show their faces, and the percentage of bastards using pseudonyms other than their own is probably 20%, and the percentage of concept idiots dressed in shitty outfits is about 20% off. It was to be.
The number of cases increased exponentially if you think of wizards who became disabled after doing this or that, or disappeared after registering their names.
I and the Mage Tower knew very well how stupid an investigation method was to go through these bastards one by one and find out if they were Evangeline, so the Mage Tower left the troublesome investigation process to me. No matter how much time I was a lord, I didn’t have time to sit around in the Mage Tower.
This was because it was a waste of time on a different level from stopping by the Aberdeen estate for a while. So I decided to write another way. I didn’t think that I would be able to catch conclusive evidence or Evangeline herself in the Mage Tower anyway. It would have been nice to find even the slightest clue. I decided to recruit mercenaries in the name of Peta Lucius.
“If you’re going to recruit mercenaries, I’ll go.”
“At the Mage’s Tower, they only think of beastmen as lab rats.”
Elsie said she would go instead, but I firmly refused. The wizards of the Mage Tower are all eccentrics and have broken character, so they did everything except for the code of ethics [You must not experiment on humans]. Taking a beastman or mermaid to the Mage’s Tower in such a place was close to kidnapping.
There’s no way the Mage Tower wizards would argue with my wife or bodyguards or anything like that. Those bastards are fucking psychos who have to experiment today even if their heads are smashed tomorrow. If the news of Elsie was cut off and I went to visit it, I could have found the grave of Elsina [What used to be Elsie] With a height of 3M and a muscle mass of 600kg. I didn’t want to kill the beastman I made as my own like that.
Elsie was horrified when I explained the experiments in the Mage Tower and her tail her twitched. The hair on the tail of her, which was erect, rose and fell like static electricity.
“It’s a very terrible place! How could you think of experimenting with us. Does the priest know why you’re doing that?”
“I don’t know. I’ve only heard they do experiments.”
I wonder if it’s because I get more data by modifying the human body, but since I’m not a wizard, there was no way to know the reason for that burning passion for learning. I shook my head, filled out the mercenary recruitment form, and sent an official document to the nearby territories and mercenary guilds.
In this worldview, mercenaries were very reliable friends. It was because it was managed very thoroughly by the mercenary guild. I intended to hire these mercenaries to investigate Evangeline and report back to me if they found any clues about Evangeline in any way. Then I had to stop by the Mage Tower for a while to collect the clues and track Evangeline again based on this.
Incidentally, with the mercenaries, I was thinking of sending a few priests under the authority of the southern priest. It was clear that the priests would help the mercenaries and wizards not get into a fight, and help track down any evil energy that Evangeline might exude. So, roughly 10 people were selected and the recruitment announcement was entrusted to the mercenary guild.
In the meantime, my massage promotion seemed to work very well for Elsie. Aira reported that Elsie would periodically ask questions about massages or how to become stronger. Elsie had to believe that Ira really got stronger, so lately I was giving Aira muscle training, including push-ups, every day.
“What if I only have a lot of muscle?”
“Eve and Elsie are fine too, so don’t worry and add one more.”
“Ah, yeah…”
I was waiting for Elsie to ask me about massage as soon as possible after having Aira train to the point where I wondered if she would get really strong sooner or later. And that day came much sooner than I thought. Two days after I sent the official letter to the mercenary guild, Elsie came to me and told me.
“Cleric. I want to see a massage.”
“You want a massage?”
“Both the children and the mermaid said they got stronger after the massage. In fact, they both seem to get a little stronger each day. I want to see what that massage is like.”
“Hmm… This is a secret massage, so it’s difficult to show it… “
“That’s it.”
After I took a break, Elsie coolly gave up. Rather, I hurriedly stopped Elsie.
“No. Elsie. It’s embarrassing, but if you’re Elsie, I meant to show you. Come back.”
I grabbed Elsie by the shoulders and made her turn back to the office. Elsie asked, looking at me with her puzzled face.
“What about me?”
“Yes. Elsie is our very precious family.”
“Family? Are the priest and I family?”
“When we live together, we are family.”
“Is it.”
I could see Elsie’s tail wagging pleasantly at her. There wasn’t much change in her expression, but it was clear that she was quite happy to hear that they were family. Prisoners place great importance on a sense of belonging. Said Elsie.
“Then where and when can I see you?”
“I’ll show you tonight.”
“Then wait.”
Elsie came out of the room, and I went back to work. He had to cut out the budget for hiring mercenaries, and he had to select priests to be dispatched to the Mage Tower. After all the budgeting was done, it was evening. After entrusting Aira with the final cleanup, I called Sieri. Sieri, who happened to be home from church, rushed to my call and knocked on the door of the office.
I gestured while sitting on a chair in the office. Sieri ran over and carefully held me in my arms. I hugged Sieri in a back hug and slowly massaged his shoulders. Sieri felt a strange feeling even at that hand gesture, and was exhaling roughly.
“Hey, lord… Already…”
“Sierri. Can I ask you a favor today?”
“Boo, please?”
I pressed Sieri’s shoulder and began to loosen the clumps. Even though he looked like this, he was a person with a reputation for being good at massage in his previous life. With Lucius’ strength, he pressed down on the moderately united places, and Sieri began to melt away.
“Huh…Huh…Muh, what are you asking for…”
“If Elsie had sex in front of her, she would… “
“Yes…?”
Siri seemed a little taken aback by that statement. It must have been a completely unexpected request. I had roughly told Sieri that if I gave her a ‘massage’ she would get stronger, and if Elsie asked me, just adjust the rhythm.
To suddenly have sex in front of Elsie in this situation. Sieri accepted all my play, but it seemed a bit burdensome to have sex in front of others. Shieri wiggled her leg and said.
“But that’s a bit…”
“You already did 3P with Eve, right?”
“That’s true, but…”
As Sierra moved her feet, each time she moved her ass against my cock, she was sweeping around. I felt my peak, buried in the soft valley, grow little by little. I grabbed Sieri’s waist and pulled her up a little. I could feel Sieri’s cunt her and her cock her against my cock her through her clothes her.
“Ah…Yes…”
Xie Li closed her eyes and began to let out her moans. I grabbed Shieri by the waist and slowly began to rub my genitals against each other. Then he whispered to Sieri.
“Sierri. Will you do it?”
“Ah…Ah…Yeah…Yeah…”
“Sierri. And I have another request.”
“Ah…What is it…Lord…”
“Lucius. You should call me Lucius. It’s just the two of us.”
“Lucius… Uh… Well, what… Yo… Uh…”
“I’m trying to trick Elsie into saying that sex is a massage, please tune her in.”
“…Hmm…Will I be fooled?”
Cieri seemed to feel no guilt about cheating. Are you following me just because I’m cheating? I patted Sieri’s tight nipples over her clothes and sucked her her ear lobe with my tongue.
“Haha!”
“You have to be fooled. The sex I do is very sacred, so if I say it has such an effect, I’ll believe it. And there’s something I really want you to say…”
I kneaded Sieri for a while and then let go. The gig must be held at night. I went back to my room with my back bent to hide the welling water.
