Chapter 259 – Chapter 259: Checkpoint 5
When I say that she came to see the tree, a woman with a wide smile clings to my side.
“This tree has been held sacred for generations in the southern zone ■■■■!”
Seeing that I can’t hear some words, I wonder if it’s filtered like the name from my previous life.
By the way, the pulsating lion heart is a blood lion and so on. What is the standard?
The woman I hadn’t thought of was chattering and laughing brightly.
So she turned her head slightly to look at the woman clinging to her side.
Her bright smile Her is as innocent as a girl’s, but it’s ambiguous to call her a girl.
Maybe it’s because of the logical explanation of the earth, the sky, and the trees that rise between them.
Or, I don’t know if it’s because the green eyes looking straight at me shine like a demon’s fire.
One thing is for sure, this place is no ordinary unconscious.
“Father earth is a channel of communication for mother sky, but it is said that the branches that stretched upwards for all the children who set their feet on the ground are beginning to bend.”
A small hand touches the moss-covered bark of a tree that looks thicker than elephant skin.
Following her, I also quietly place my palm on her tree her, and her her heartbeat her and her magic power surge her.
After all, this is the source of the sorceress Emma, but it becomes clear that it is not the source.
I instinctively divided the human dream into three stages.
The stage of lucid dreaming in which the dream is fully remembered.
The stage of unconsciousness where memories are blurry and move according to instinct.
And the stage of the source that the person can neither feel nor remember.
“So your sorcery deals with this tree?”
“I’m not manipulating trees, I’m begging you.”
“What should I ask for tying up my opponent in the finals?”
She grins at my question.
It is not the laughter of an innocent child running barefoot on tree vines.
It was the smile of a woman who prided herself on her skills in one field.
At the same time, her green eyes were shining brighter and brighter.
As if waking up from her slumber her, she stretched out her mouth and answered.
“Wouldn’t it be nice to ask you to protect me, Constellation?”
“I didn’t expect to have a conversation like this in the source.”
“I didn’t know that either.”
He smiles and trembles, but his twinkling eyes his run around busily.
As a shaman, even if I have a sense of awe and confidence in my skills,
Since an attractive woman of the opposite sex is hanging around naked in front of her eyes, she has no choice but to turn her gaze on her.
Still, I knew my predictions were correct because of her answer.
Perhaps because of the shaman’s soul training, the fact that lucid dreaming, unconsciousness, and the source are combined.
Even Song Yena recognized by the strongest Constellation, who cut through destruction with her sword talent,
Alice, who looked down on the continent and made rain on the city with her natural talent,
She could not roam freely in her source her.
“Then, what will happen to the winning prize?”
“Could I take it off?”
“I don’t doubt that… I’m in a bit of a hurry.”
But Emma, the shaman, was dealing with her source like a lucid dream.
No matter where his innocence he went, the way he smiled lightly is very bewitching.
She follows me from stem to stem as if the vine of that large tree is familiar.
If the shaman’s training has anything to do with the Source, it might be helpful to me too.
It’s because growth as a dream horse occurs most rapidly and rapidly when you touch the source.
Baeknal and Cheonnal Baking ramen and fried eggs will improve your cooking skills.
Even if you fail and ruin it, you have to look at the recipe and try complicated dishes to increase.
As I was thinking that, a soft hand gently approached my skin.
“A dream horse is a being who naturally deals with dreams. And a shaman is a being who meets a great person through a dream.”
“…Therefore?”
“Wouldn’t it be best if the spirit of the dreamer was received by a shaman?”
As she sits on the soft carpet-like moss, Emma, sitting next to her, gently brushes her thighs.
I did n’t touch her direct genitals her, I only stroked her thighs her, but that was enough to stimulate her.
Well, since the naked beauty is clinging to it, it is natural for the body of the dreamer to react.
Her long fingers creep over her thighs.
Bright sunlight sparsely falling through the dense tree branches
A seductive naked beauty who catches the sunlight with her bare skin.
“Looking at it like this, it’s a well-maintained body from running around swamps and rain forests, but I don’t know how it looks in the eyes of the Constellation.”
Every time she moves her arms, her voluptuous breasts shake above her firm and narrow waist her.
Far from hiding her nakedness, she rather stretches her shoulders and breasts as if to show off.
Like a Duke inflating its feathers to attract females.
Hey, judging from the current situation, it makes sense that she was courting me.
The dreamer sex all over the internet is just content that they inflate her delusions of her.
Are you saying that the academy will officially issue the Constellation and the right to have sex?
Officially, the prize for the finals is to shower mana on the source.
So, as a woman lusting after a nice man,
She seduces me as a sorceress or a sorceress who seeks her enlightenment by receiving the affection of a dreamer.
As the male flaunts his body her to her female, as if to show off his feathers and nest her.
“It’s a pretty body.”
“Huh, I’m glad. Thank you for the compliment.”
Of course, the large breasts that seem hard to hold with one hand, the narrow waist and stomach that show the abdominal muscles at a glance when breathing,
Looking at the huge hips that seems to be full even if you hold it with both hands, can you say that it is an ugly body?
Muscles created by running barefoot in the wild, not muscles created through exercise, and a genetically narrow body.
As if taking my answer as a kind of permission, she leans over to me.
Soft fingers that climbed over her thighs her as well as her groined abs her and up her chest her.
I wondered if he was trying to touch my chest her, but I suddenly thought that all men in my previous life were like that.
That’s right, I’m in a good mood with a woman, but what kind of man would n’t touch her breasts her?
“The constellation’s soul is also really beautiful.”
“Can you see the soul?”
“Yes, because shamans communicate with nature through their spiritual eyes.”
The fingers that reached the chest at the end moved round and round.
Everything else is fine, but nipple scratching feels really weird.
Men know that breasts can be erogenous zones, but
Who in the previous life would caress the heart of a thug who threatens him with his face?
When I looked sideways at her as she rolled and clung to her eyes again at her unfamiliar sensation of her.
I wonder if it is false to say that I look into the soul. My eyes met green eyes that were looking in my direction.
Eyes that shine so bright that you can think of a way to color fireworks, such as the blue-green fireworks of copper in a previous life.
“So we can see everyone’s souls. And the constellations’ flames are really, really… Beautiful.”
In her excited voice her, she lets out her hot sigh and then goes on with her words her.
Rather than being excited about a man’s body, she feels more like Lee Ha-rin clinging to documents.
Like an otaku who runs business with others, it is the same that he speaks a little faster.
Anyway, what does it mean that the souls of constellations are beautiful?
As if trying to solve her curiosity her, her hands her speed up and she continues her words.
“There are flames that shine intensely like a fire that will devour the world, and there are flames that glow softly while being covered in a veil like works of art. The Constellation’s flame is the latter.”
After hearing her story her, her her hand her, bored, reached out to her and wrapped it around her waist her.
Is it because the sunlight is the reason why the firm and voluptuous skin is so hot?
As if responding to her embrace her, now whispering in my ear makes my body tremble by itself.
It would be better if she kissed her and hugged her
I feel weird because I keep tickling her breasts and thighs and caressing her as if I was teasing her.
I don’t know anything else, but she did n’t really want to develop her breasts her, so she moved her hand her.
She talked like she was drowsy and drunk, and already the inside of her thighs her are shinning.
She gently reached out her hand and felt the rough pubic hair and hot moisture at the tips of her fingers her.
As if in response, the fingers that had been caressing her thighs caressed my egg sac.
“It’s really beautiful, Constellation.”
“Yes, thank you for the compliment.”
The lips that whispered in her ear her for the last time turned to her side her.
The lips that brushed my ear lobe went down my cheek her and covered my lips.
No, a passionate kiss that seems to be swallowed rather than covered.
Those thick lips make a clicking sound and cling to me like they’re devouring me.
A powerful figure holding my groin with one hand and the back of my head with the other and pulling it.
Her active appearance of her, which is completely different from my fledgling incarnations,
I think there will be stereotypes like ‘As expected, the southern continent is passionate’.
A body that doesn’t need breathing anyway, let’s open our eyes gently while enjoying the sensation of our lips.
She smiled broadly as she gently laid me on my back her, pressing down on her her and mine with her voluptuous breasts her.
To be crushed by a light-brown beauty lying on the soft moss of a tree vine, with her back to the sunlight.
Actually, this might not be the shaman’s source, but my lucid dream.
Of course, I didn’t forget the initial purpose of moving the dream horse’s magic.
Just enjoy it as you like, then you can experiment.
