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I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race. 332

I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race. 332

Chapter 332 – White Wolf (13)

Kwazijic!

I could hear Boris’s ribs cracking as they were hit by the tails I swung.

Boom!

Immediately after that, I also heard the sound of Boris grabbing my tail and ripping it off.

I slammed my fist into Boris’s face, and Boris’s fist also landed in my side.

Quick!

The layers of scales broke and Boris’s fist dug into a hole, turning my insides into pieces again, and in return, my fist knocked out all of Boris’s teeth.

And again.

In the meantime, there was Boris grabbing my wrist and twisting it and squeezing it, and I was lifting Boris by the arm and throwing him away.

Again.

Boris’s skin was completely torn by the attack as he spat out all of his extracted teeth as he flew, and the poisonous stinger from the Werehoney Bee I fired created a hole in Boris’s abdomen.

It hit again, one side was burned, one side’s flesh was torn off, one side’s jaw was turned, and one side’s shin bone was crushed.

Every time they hit each other, blood splattered, flesh flew off, bones broke, teeth were pulled out, and each other was crushed.

But we didn’t mind each other.

That’s it anyway, it wasn’t fatal for me or Boris.

Boris, who is a werewolf, and Nana, who is a werewolf even though he is ugly, have their throats torn off, their hearts bursting out, and as long as their bodies are not completely reduced to dust, they are just wounds that can be healed with a little bit of saliva. Did.

That’s why we don’t mind each other’s minor wounds, we love each other.

They simply and ignorantly destroyed it, as if to test which side would exert all their strength first.

It felt like a siege, with each person firing cannons at each other, rather than a fight.

And the more I thought about it, the more I felt like I could understand why werewolves were so persecuted.

Hehe…!”

I looked at Boris, who was biting my shoulder with his newly sprouted teeth… Crackling, smiling with her eyes popping out at my fingers digging in.

Anyone who had ever seen werewolves fight would have thought they were monsters.

No matter how many times they were stabbed by spears, cut by swords, or covered in blood, the werewolves that rushed at them would not have looked like living creatures or people at all.

However, it has long been decided who is the winner and who is the loser.

Sigh!

When I hit Boris’s face again with her elbow, he didn’t fall down and kicked me in the chest.

With a gasp, my arm that blocked Boris’s leg didn’t break, but the bone was shattered and the skin tore and popped out. Moreover, her arms had become mushy, like some kind of slime, so she jumped up and stepped back, looking at Boris, who was panting.

Heal heal…

It wasn’t enough for me to have one of my arms shattered, my entire breastbone was broken, but instead, I saw Boris, who had grabbed a handful of his shoulder with his other arm and had his eyeball, which had been blown out by my finger, regenerating.

But, it was slow.

The speed was ridiculously slow compared to Boris’s regenerative abilities that he had shown so far.

It wasn’t just the regeneration of her shoulders and eyeballs.

The part where I had cooked it hot with Hoa’s fox fire and made it medium-rare a while ago had not healed yet and was dripping with ooze, and the side where I had pierced it with a large poisonous needle earlier had its internal organs sticking out and showing.

Slurp…

On the other hand, this guy’s arm seemed to be regenerating much faster than Boris’s, probably because he was taking a lot of calcium on a regular basis.

Of course, this wasn’t the case thanks to the calcium I got from regularly sucking Karura’s breast milk.

Stronger than me…

The reason why my regeneration was faster than that of Boris, who had the regenerative power of a true werewolf, was simply that Boris’s wounds regenerated at a slower rate than mine.

In addition to the first blow, Boris had already stabbed me with several more poisonous needles.

Each time, the poisonous needle was pulled out and the wound regenerated in an instant, making him feel fine.

It was just a pretense.

Closing the wound and stopping the bleeding made it look fine, but it only looked good on the outside. There was no way that the poison that had already entered the body and the poison that had spread to every corner of the body had been detoxified.

Werewolves had excellent regenerative abilities, but that was different from their strong resistance to poison.

This time, I really ate so much that my body didn’t suffer from any serious poison, but Boris didn’t seem to eat that kind of food very often.

The result was this.

Noticeably, Boris’s regenerative ability, which was originally much superior, has slowed down significantly, making him worse than me, who is just a wild werewolf.

In no small part, the poison that continued to eat away at Boris’s stamina ended up turning Boris, whose regenerative powers were far superior to mine, into different shapes.

The difference was whether I consistently worked on my own work or not.

Anyway…

Slurp, slurp…

Her tails, which had been torn off by Boris’s hand a little while ago, sprouted again and flopped behind her.

Her bones were all shattered, and her muscles were crushed and her arms, which had become soft, had now recovered to the point where she could roughly throw a punch.

It was already clear which side would be more advantageous: Boris, who, unlike me, could not even heal her previous wounds properly.

However, looking at Boris, who was still growling with her teeth exposed, it seemed like she had no intention of surrendering yet.

No matter how much I did, I couldn’t tell Boris that it was enough and that he should surrender.

So, instead of saying surrender.

Clenched her fists.

Perhaps, if Boris waits longer than this, it will soon become difficult to guarantee her life.

So, I had to end it this time… And make sure that she was properly treated for the poison that had spread throughout her body.

Just for that purpose, the poisonous needle that I pulled out with the intention of hitting Boris so that he could no longer move shot out through the back of my hand.

“Phew…”

Boris, looking at me like that, nuzzled her lips and let out something that I couldn’t tell whether it was a laugh or a sigh, and took a stance.

He crouched low and placed both his arms on the ground… Looking like an invincible beast.

Since I was still hydrated, it actually suited me better than standing on two legs.

Although it seemed like she would instantly become a cuckold racecist if she said something like this.

To be honest, no matter how you looked at Boris, who was crouching even lower and making noises like a growling animal, he looked like nothing more than a huge wolf.

“Let’s end this.”

There was no answer.

Kkjjik!

It’s just that, unlike me, Boris, who couldn’t take too long, kicked the ground first.

I swung my tail at Boris, who jumped with explosive force from his leg muscles that had been condensed while crouching, and instantly leapt up right in front of me, but he didn’t even flinch, as if that wasn’t enough.

Of course, I didn’t even want to go that far.

All I wanted to do was buy a little more time.

At most, it only lasts a few seconds.

Kiiiiing!

If it’s going to be the last time anyway, I’ll do it with as much power as I can right now.

The rapidly rotating poisonous needle shot out bigger and longer.

And…

“Fuck… John, I’m sick.”

I must have done everything I could for the last time, so I muttered that as my right shoulder was cut deeply by Boris’s claws.

Even though my shoulder was covered with reinforced scales right before the attack, it was an attack that would have ripped my heart out if it hadn’t caught my collarbone midway.

Anyway, it fucking hurt.

Of course, this time I wasn’t the only one in pain.

“Nu, ga… Ha sohinji, phuh… Morhe, hun…”

Boris, who gave up his shoulder, instead got stabbed in the side with a long poisonous stinger from the hook I pierced, and as if that wasn’t enough, he was also stabbed in the chin, with the tip of the stinger sticking out from the side of his nose, muttering in bewilderment.

I don’t know what the fuck he was talking about, but I didn’t think it sounded good.

Well, if it produces good sound in that condition, it is an adult cock.

Anyway, if this had been a fight where people were killing each other, whether they were spinning poison needles or shooting them, Boris would have had his head blown off.

Even a werewolf cannot regenerate even a blown off head.

Heal heal…

And, already regenerating… Unlike my muscles that firmly held Boris’s nails stuck in my shoulder, Boris was unable to move and was pierced by the poisonous needle and lifted up loudly.

It has also been decided which of the two has the upper hand.

And, Boris, who had become a skewer, was probably more aware of that fact.

“Do you admit that you can’t fight anymore?”

“Ha,” Boris grinned crookedly, probably because her face was stuck with her chin, and slowly tore at my shoulder and dropped her front paw.

“…I won.”

And, she said so.

After the battle with Boris was over, the werewolves moved about in a panic.

It was because Boris, who was quite upset, besides me, fainted soon after.

Of course, I had already diluted the elixir I had brought with me and fed her, and just in case, I also attached something like Hoa-ran’s detoxifying agent to her body, so she wouldn’t die.

Anyway…

After waiting for Boris to wake up, I returned to the room and lightly checked her body.

“Found.”

As I moved my body around, I used my fingers to prick the spot where I felt it was getting in the way.

And pulled out… Boris’s teeth.

As they fought and regenerated each other so much, they regenerated with all sorts of things stuck in their bodies, and it ended up looking like this.

When Boris wakes up, he’ll probably have to pull out the stinger or the piece of tooth I spit out that may still be stuck in his body.

Anyway, even though it was annoying and painful, it was something I had to do.

If you leave it as is, you will end up worse off than you are now, regardless of whether you get inflammation or something else due to foreign substances stuck in your body.

Aside from that, I also had to make sure the bones were properly attached.

If my muscles and bones had recovered to a strange state like last time, I might have to reassemble my body again.

Fortunately, it wasn’t like the last time when my body was completely shattered and regenerated, but I felt like I could just fix the slightly distorted part and put it back together.

There was no need to do it later and it would hurt more, so I grabbed my right leg, whose bones were slightly misaligned, and twisted it to get it over with while the heat was still in my head.

Pop!

“…I turned it a little too far?”

In the opposite direction, the right leg is twisted even more than before.

I thought it would be better if I twisted it to the other side again, but as I was trying to put it back together properly, I felt a movement.

I guess I’d have to get this corrected again later, or go home and have her wives do it for me.

When someone stopped in front of the door, I woke up with a groan.

And when she opened the door, she looked down at Aileya, who was startled.

“Well… I was told to come check and see if there were any problems…”

I was a little disappointed that it didn’t seem like she had come for the reason I had thought, but when I thought about it, there was quite a lot to talk about, including the reason why Aileya came to see me yesterday and the incident that I had overlooked.

Other than that, it was Aileya who came at just the right time.

“…Looking at you, you look fine. “Then I’ll tell you that.”

“No, I’m not particularly fine. Now that I’m here, can you help me? Sister.”

“Please help me, what…”

“Please come inside first.”

“Now, wait a minute…”

He said, and took Aileya’s hand and led her into the room.

I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race.

I Became a Male Prostitute Exclusively for This Race.

이종족 전용 남창이 되었다
Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
The world is in shambles.No, I almost screwed up.And then I became a male prostitute.The current cover is a congratulatory fan art of Becoming a Male Prostitute for Different Races drawn by ‘Bobby’. I received permission from the author, but I will delete it if it becomes a problem.

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