Chapter 293 – Chapter 293: Spoils of War 3
The Parade of the West Continent is said to be a festival made to commemorate victory.
After defeating the hideous alien monsters invading the outskirts of the continent,
The parade started to soothe the hard work of soldiers and incarnations.
Women wear bikinis that only cover the areolas, and men wear boomerang panties that only cover their genitals and buttocks.
A parade that goes on to the extent that it feels lascivious, with both men and women taking off their skin and even putting down their moral standards for a while.
It is understandable that the highly revealing outfit was designed to relieve the stress of Hwashin and the soldiers even a little.
Of course, stress does not discriminate between men and women when they are in danger of their lives on the battlefield.
“The sound of horses’ hooves, the victory trumpet, the cheers of the citizens, that’s good!”
Liquor, similar to estrus, that was drunk at a restaurant in the western continent was also made with the same meaning.
It’s better to embrace a man than to wield a knife at a citizen with his head spinning from stress.
In this respect, each continent has its own characteristics, which makes it a little interesting.
Because there are many Murim people in the east continent, they provide welfare to overcome PTSD in connection with mental training.
The Northern Continent adopted the method of treating the side effects of the drug after legalizing the soldiers and incarnations to drink drugs.
Seo Dae-ryuk mixes aphrodisiacs with alcohol instead of drugs, and opens parades and festivals to relieve them with sex.
Looking at it like this, I realize that it is a world where alien invasions have never stopped throughout human history.
How about the Southern Continent, where shamans are the main?
“But unfortunately, there are no captains in this great parade!”
“What is that crazy bitch doing?”
“Ah, haha…”
I’m looking for and reading the description of the parade on my smartphone like that, so I’m in a commotion.
Both the spectators and the parade people are all naked, but if you pack her muscles so tightly that you can’t see her,
This is because the pulsating lion’s heart clacked at the head of the parade, clanging its steel armor.
The Hellchang fashion that usually boasts muscles is the appearance of wearing armor from head to toe.
A 2m-tall giant wearing full plate armor that fits his size is truly ferocious.
It looks like it’s a new armor made in a factory city, with no scratches on the armor.
Our incarnations couldn’t bear to agree and laughed awkwardly at the Constellation calling them crazy bitches.
“I wonder if the parade was originally like this.”
“Well… They say it’s a tradition for citizens to mix in when soldiers and incarnations who originally brought the news of victory hold a parade.”
“So, if you show the parade VIP ticket, you can ride the parade car?”
“Right, it’s more comfortable sitting down. In many ways.”
Soldiers adorned with jewels and ornaments but walking naked through the streets.
Likewise, the citizens cheering while watching the parade naked.
When champagne mixed with aphrodisiacs ignites the air like a celebration cannon, at some point soldiers and citizens mix.
Even so, the parade procession continues to walk through the streets, but you won’t be able to enjoy it in earnest.
They are entangled, dangling from their sides, arms folded, enjoying the skin of the opposite sex, waiting for the end of the parade.
However, if you are a war hero in a parade car, there is no reason to wait until the parade is over.
There is a handrail on the roof of the parade car, and if you touch the handrail a little, it turns into a partition.
“Is that why you’re stuck?”
“Look at those sinister eyes.”
“If you’re dressed like this, of course you’ll look at me.”
“That’s why I’m covering it up.”
“Aren’t you thinking of putting up a partition?”
Tok-tok, as soon as the button on the railing is touched, everyone’s faces become red once again.
In a lucid dream, you can express your desires to the fullest, but you won’t have the courage to have sex outdoors in front of thousands of people.
※
The parade of the western continent was a truly bizarre experience.
A drunken, throbbing lion heart takes the lead, brandishing a 3m flag.
It was because the heavy armored club, who fell in love with her armor, mingled with the parade.
A woman in a bikini hops and walks beside her black, matted armor her.
A man in silver armor embossed with her lion’s head walks, like a native, covering only his groin and chest her.
A parade where people with extreme levels of exposure were mixed and mixed at will.
After going around the city’s attractions, they return to the plaza where the parade started and naturally dispersed.
Crowds of men and women disappearing into hotels and motels with her dazzling face her, probably because of the free alcohol.
Of course, the crowd included me and our incarnations as well.
“I guess you liked this outfit?”
“Hehe, what woman wouldn’t like this~?”
A situation in which a parade lasted for hours and drunk on the roof of a parade car.
Everyone jumped into bed without washing properly because their bodies were all hot from the alcohol.
Incarnations whose bodies have been strengthened with magic cannot get tired just by sitting on top of a car for several hours.
The reason they jumped into bed with one mind was, of course, to dream.
A very sweet dream too.
Without being able to say who came first, they took over any bed on their own and covered themselves with blankets.
He can fall asleep on his own her using magic, but he even hid her face her as if it was a waste of time to concentrate.
Seeing that, I laid the avatar on an empty bed and entered their dream.
‘Someone said that the seat next to me was Yena.’
The splendid festival must have left a deep impression on Song Yena, who spent her entire life sharpening her sword in the mountains.
Maybe the festival wasn’t impressive, but my festival outfit was more impressive.
“Still, there’s no one there, so it’s very empty. It’s like a scene from a horror movie.”
“No matter how much I’m a scarecrow in my dreams, I don’t want to show the body of the Constellation to other bitches.”
“Is it okay for you to secretly look at me?”
Yena Song’s cheeks are blushed in a drastically reduced version of her normally short festival outfit.
In fact, at that point, it would be safe to say that it was not a festival outfit, but a jewel attached to the match underwear.
Of course, my clothes, to be precise, my pants have also shrunk to an embarrassing level.
She sneaks up on her with her tea-crack, tea-crack, the sound of her jewels clinking.
In an empty city square, a slender finger gently grabs my pants.
I don’t know if I should call these pants or triangle shorts.
‘Why is he so excited… , Ah?’
A gentle touch pushed her late executive aside, as if she did n’t want to take off her festival attire her.
Those new white, thin fingers that were trembling at her feet she showed that Song Yena was strangely excited.
There is only one reason, voyeurism carved into her roots.
In the middle of the festival, a man and a woman sneakily crossed her arms and disappeared into her dark alley.
There was a couple who clung to each other while watching us from the window, perhaps intoxicated by the heat of the festival.
Even with the avatar’s senses, I was able to see plenty of women harassing men’s buttocks.
If Song Ye-na had better physical abilities than me, she would have been able to look around more nakedly.
“Looking at it like this, something feels strange…”
‘No, I feel really weird.’
“Hmm, is it because the Constellation Master doesn’t usually wear fancy things like this?”
So while she quietly read her Song Yena’s feelings her, she played with her hands her and set my things.
It’s not boxer shorts, it’s a state where the bottom of the triangle panty is flipped and protrudes, so it’s annoying.
I can feel the warm breath in my groin, perhaps because I liked those fancy festival pants so much.
I can’t understand these jewelry pants with my aesthetic sense, but I think it’s a fancy and fancy outfit for them.
The first trip of a woman who sharpened her sword all her life without a relationship with a man, the first festival, and the first man in fancy clothes.
If you think of your girlfriend who went on an overseas trip for the first time in your life and dressed you up in an event outfit, you might be a bit idioty.
“Huh, it seems the Constellation-nim enjoyed the festival too.”
“Well, it was fun.”
“Then I’ll make it even more fun.”
Mainly my eyes and hands were fun, but the lower part was hard to bear.
His hair tickles his thighs as he thrusts his head in, as if to bury his head in her.
In that state, the palm with the small callus remaining rubbed the tip of the glans round and round.
It’s such a great story when you consider that the magical power of the dream demon changes their bodies.
The skin became fine and strengthened, and the calluses, which were no longer needed, should have disappeared, but to think they reappeared.
Even if you go on a trip, you don’t skip morning training and training, so it’s a natural result.
My back his trembled at the strange feeling of scratching the soft yet crunchy skin as if tickling it.
A strange sense of satisfaction that the evidence of a woman’s lifelong effort is at best used as a tool for masturbation.
“It’s a cool look whenever I see it, really…”
Song Ye-na smiles with satisfaction as she sees the heavy object sticking out uncomfortably.
It’s okay to get excited while appreciating me, but wouldn’t you spend your time in a daze while appreciating me?
