Chapter 475 – Breastfeeding Daughter
Rustling-
Andalote climbed up the hill clearing the bushes and looked up at the cloudy dawn sky.
The dew on the long eyelashes is dangling.
She slowly blinked, then knelt down and placed her long, leaf-like ears on the ground.
And then I closed my eyes.
Soil grains, mud, gravel, sand, rocks. Sprouts, yeonsan pink, willow, thrush…
Her close friends say.
There is no one close by-.
You are free, and you don’t have to worry about someone chasing you -.
Only then did Andal Lote open her eyelids again.
The early morning air was light.
The refreshing and healthy fresh scent of summer is sucked into her nostrils, and the dew on the grass leaves touches her fingertips.
Andalote liked dawn like this.
Just before the sun fully rises and spreads sunlight all over the world.
I liked this quiet moment, when the quiet darkness was slowly being pushed away and the hazy moisture hovered over the leaves for a moment.
As she was alone in this quiet and peaceful forest, her memories of the day she lived in Seonsan suddenly came to mind.
Although I am now a mother of one child, everyone has childhood.
Andalote was originally a tomboy.
Even before she was an adult, before the Empire burned down her ancestors – she was clearly friendly to the human race.
At that time, most of the shepherds were isolationists who rejected humans and should not mix with them.
There were also some anti-war activists who said that we should tolerate humans and open the door to improve our relationship with them.
She belonged to the latter.
The reason she made that judgment was because of the human species.
The man who was locked in his father’s study was a scholar who studied wood society.
Since he was a sick man who had difficulty even holding a pen, let alone using mana, his father would lock him in a corner of the study and ask him various questions to study human society.
“You must never enter the study, Lottie. Okay? “If you go in, know that you will get hit on the soles of your feet.”
My strict father often warned me like this.
But Andalote was just a young girl who put her own curiosity above her father’s strict orders. Since my father was the leader of the wood people, he couldn’t always guard the study.
Moreover, even though it is a single-lived species with a lifespan of only half a hundred years, it was natural for her in her younger days to be curious about the existence of humans, who are sweeping across the entire continent.
That’s why she secretly went into her father’s study and watched the scholar.
The old human scholar was not much different from us woodmen.
The scholar had round ears, had white green onion-like hair instead of tresses, did not pray to ancestral spirits every morning, did not know how to talk to sprouts, and did not know how to dissuade mosquitoes that tried to suck out his blood.
However, the scholar knew how to chew mushrooms and grass blades with his molars, knew how to read characters (wooden mermaid), and was often lost in thought, and sometimes sang songs of his hometown out of loneliness.
“Hehe, wooden lady. If you have any questions, please ask. “I will answer anything.”
After spending several days just spying on it, the scholar said this to Andalote beyond the door.
Andalote, startled, immediately ran away and did not go near the study for several days.
He was afraid that the scholar would tell his father that he had disobeyed his father’s orders and had gone into hiding in the study.
However, as a few days passed, her father did not hit the soles of her feet, and Andalote went to her study again.
“Well, you didn’t tell dad?”
“Hehe, that can’t be possible.”
“Why? A child who doesn’t listen to his father is a bad child, right? “It’s cheap to hit the soles of her feet.”
“No parent can beat their child. If the young lady approaches you first and asks you for her favor, she won’t have to come to you secretly like this. “I’m sure she can handle it.”
You shouldn’t trust humans. They are treacherous beings.
They are a people who laugh in front but sharpen their swords behind them, shed tears in front but worry about what to take from behind – this was something her father often used to say.
Andalote, who was glaring at the scholar with narrowed eyes, thought she was being deceived and went to tell her father.
She says she also has questions about humans.
I want to know what they are, why they are harmful, and why we should be careful about them.
When she said that, her father thought for a moment and nodded his approval.
It happened just as the scholar said.
So she could confidently enter her study without risking getting hit on the soles of her feet.
So every morning, when the sun rose, she visited the scholar and talked to him about many things.
“They said humans are harmful.”
“Anyone can be harmful to someone.”
“But you are really harmful. Can’t you see the world is getting sick? They burn forests, tear down mountains, and enslave other races.”
“… Some people are like that, but some aren’t like that. Not everyone is like that. I also think that the imperialists’ logic is full of holes. There are also evil laws in the world.”
“Hmm···. You’re using some difficult words. “Then do you like wooden people?”
“That’s right… Of course. That’s why you didn’t come to this forest even though you knew it was dangerous.”
The scholar laughed.
Perhaps, it might have been the only smile he had left in the rest of his life.
Andalote kept asking about this and that.
Humans were similar to woodmen in many ways, but there were also some differences.
“Humans are greedy. It’s diverse and intense. Money, fame, love, family… Although the values we each pursue are different, in order to achieve them, we sometimes waste our lives and the lives of others.”
The scholar said again.
A man of the human species can lie in bed all day, and he may want a different woman every day, or several women in one night.
“What is that? It’s so weird. We wooden people only love one person in our lives, right? And the fact that you do it all day is a total lie, right? “You’re trying to make fun of me, right?”
She had no shame and talked about her parents.
Once every 10 years.
And only when two people wanted children did they have a relationship. It only took less than 5 minutes, and there was no joy or excitement in the relationship.
“···Heh, heh. But we also pay to have relationships.”
“Those are prostitutes, right? I heard there are prostitutes too! Oh my god! I thought it was a lie made up to scare children!”
If you keep crying and getting angry, humans will appear and catch you -.
They will capture you, rape you, and treat you like a prostitute -.
You will mix with someone you do not love, and you will give birth to another child who will rape you -.
It will repeat and repeat-.
These were things adults often said to children.
Therefore, it was probably natural for most wood people to avoid and dislike humans.
“… Shamefully, there are people like that, but they are illegal, at least according to imperial law. The empire clearly prohibits slave hunting and trafficking.”
“Are you going to say something like that again? “There are people like that, but there are also people who aren’t like that?”
Andalote was clever even at a young age, and realized that the scholar was avoiding a proper answer with ambiguous sentences and plausible expressions.
Additionally, I became curious.
There are people on the left and people on the right, but aren’t they very different?
Which of the dogs is more human?
Also, which side is the scholar?
Left? Or the right?
So Andalote, feeling somewhat excited, took his hand to his belt.
He untied the ribbon knot of his navy blue belt, dropped it to the floor, grabbed the hem of his white skirt, and lifted it up.
I could see the scholar looking away in embarrassment.
Her usual empty smile, and her gently curved eyes as if looking at her own daughter, were very interesting to Andalote, who was a mischievous girl.
So she approached her scholar, took his wrinkled, chained hands, and placed them on her own thin breasts.
Since the wooden people had casual sexual relations, it was thought that touching places such as breasts or buttocks was something only humans did.
Therefore, she thought that if the scholar was a person on the left, she would massage her breasts like those people.
Also, he was just an old man who couldn’t handle a single bit of mana, and she was an excellent elementalist and wizard – so she was confident that she could subdue him even if he turned into a beast.
“Cough! “Don’t do this.”
“To be polite, you said you know a lot about wood people. Then you will know how good the ears and nose are of wood people. I can hear it all in my ears. Is your heart beating really fast? How much faster your blood flow-. I know how many times you closed your eyes and pretended not to see, glancing at my breasts or looking at my thighs. They say humans like touching breasts, right? Now, touch it. “You can touch it as much as you want?”
Andalote continued to push her wrinkled savant’s hand towards her own breast, inviting the girl to touch it, which had begun to swell appropriately – but her savant only twitched her fingers and made no significant movement.
So the wooden girl was disappointed and felt somewhat regretful.
According to what the scholar said, all beings have an evil side and a good side. It may be that an evil being somewhere inside her was whispering softly in her ear.
They may have been planning to reveal that the scholar was in fact a left-wing being, and to prove that all humans are in fact left-wing beings, even though they are only hiding it.
And he would have proudly asked his father to punish the scholar.
He said he touched her breast-.
However, the scholar did not do that, and ultimately remained silent and turned away.
Andalote thought.
Humans are probably not that different from wood people-.
Perhaps there is someone among them that can be trusted-.
Maybe I could become close friends with them – and it was only natural that there were three people who fell in love with humans.
However, what was unfortunate was that the scholar died the very next day.
It was my father’s will that since I had learned everything about the empire, it would no longer be of use to me.
Rustling-
At the sound of grass, Andalote cut off her thoughts and stood up.
She took off the bonnet that covered her face, tidied up the somewhat loose front hair, and meticulously fastened it. He also patted the raised hem of her skirt down to her ankles.
“Mom. “Why are you here?”
“···Kum, are you awake?”
It was her son, Seojun.
The wooden girl has now become the mother of a child.
And that child was human.
The child was clearly on the left side.
She was so passionate about being a woman that she did not even hide her sexual desires from her mother.
An old scholar said this.
The person on the left can always become the person on the right, and vice versa -.
It is very difficult, but sometimes it is as easy as turning over both sides of a piece of paper.
Andalote was the right guy, and she was.
Like the wooden men, they only love one woman throughout their lives and do not covet other people’s women.
She wanted to be a faithful person who would be willing to work hard and devote herself to herself and her family.
“Whoa… Mom. Me…”
Her guy came closer to her, hugged her, and pressed his hardened body to her lower abdomen so that he could feel her shape.
As if stamping it as your own.
“Uh-huh! You know it doesn’t work. “It’s not just us…”
At her dissuasion, her guy narrows his eyes and quietly looks down at her.
“Her mom said she would do it. “Did you lie…?”
“You know it’s not. Ugh- Hey, can’t you take this off? You can’t do this to your mom! I’ll do it later, later, so just bear with me for today… Ah…!”
His hand squeezed her breast tightly.
So strong, as if it might explode at any moment-.
As she looked down at her, her bright yellow eyes were filled with desire, and that desire was clearly making my mother look like a woman.
Sexual desire···. That damn thing-.
Andalote finally nodded her head.
However, once the child released her sexual desire, she returned to her original form.
Although it is only for a short time, she becomes the right person and returns as a beautiful child who follows her mother’s words very well.
So she silently took her hand to her front, unbuttoned her buttons one by one, and quietly sat down on the rock.
The child lay with her head on her knees and took the tip of her large breast in her mouth, and with clumsy movements Andalote pulled her child’s load out of her trousers.
When her hand touches it, the child lets out a moan.
Andalote tried to look away from her.
Trying to ignore the sensation in her breasts, she held the child’s load in her hands and gently rocked it with clumsy fingers.
“Yeah, it’s nice there. Mom. Ugh…”
Until the child spits out all her lust –
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[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Breastfeeding daughter Jiri]
[Wow, this is this picture haha]
[Ah, your tits are so big. Damn. I want to taste it, but my senses aren’t working?]
[I wonder if it will work haha]
[If that’s the case, I’d start by linking the senses to the dick lol]
[On a cock? I’m a pussy haha]
[Goddess bitches are hiding all the time and only chat at times like this haha]
[If you get caught by your husband’s bastards, you will be killed haha]
[Why are goddesses looking at this guy? Seriously haha]
[He’s handsome haha]
[ㄹㅇㅋㅋㅋ That’s it lol]
