Chapter 40 – 40. Miraculous Medicine
Breastfeeding Circle Mother乳丸.
It is a word that can only be seen in job books that are often found in back alleys. If you take the pill, even non-pregnant virgins have the effect of making mammary glands and producing breast milk.
Often, it was created as a wild affair, saying that it would be nice if luxury lovers who particularly liked women’s breasts wanted to be able to do that, so let’s enjoy it even as a delusion.
Because of this, I, who once dominated the back alleys, also had a courtesan or woman that I cared about, so I tried to get her to have an affair with breast milk, but I soon found out the truth and quit.
It turned out that breastmilk pills rumored to be effective turned out to be effective only for men, so when women consume them, they are poisonous pills that are discharged through the mammary glands on their own. It was quite famous that a man who ate rice cakes while sucking the milk of a woman who ate it without knowing anything had diarrhea for several days and was nicknamed the shit mantle.
After some research, all the breast milk pills on the market that are said to be effective are of that kind, and most of them are just healthful nutrients that do not produce breast milk.
So I came to the conclusion that there is no dream pill like breast milk pills, and I felt sorry for him… Listening to the words of the fire dragon, it seems that it is not there at all.
There’s no way that her freshman cheated on her with her breast milk pills that were said to make her breasts ‘larger’. She will only tell the truth because of her dragon’s pride.
“Wait, Hwaryong. Are breastmilk pills really medicine?”
[Of course. I invented it myself in the fairy world. There was a fairy with a mamma tube of the same size as the principal, but isn’t it hurting her pride to keep being compared to her? I am the dragon that should be the biggest! So I made it myself to win over the fairy girl.]
“That’s amazing. You’re indeed a dragon. Among them, you’re the only Fire Dragon who has such an idea.”
[Hmm. Don’t take things for granted like that. I am ashamed of my face. Hehe.]
… Even if you act like a king in the back alley, you need to learn three words to flatter and raise your nose when you meet a local dignitary. When I said a few words using that experience, he smirked that he liked the fire dragon.
Looking at the Hwaryong who was already killing it because he was happy to suck his ass, it seemed that it would not be too difficult to figure out how to make breast milk pills.
This fire dragon is really easy. If I judged him as an ally, did my vigilance break down this much?
“By the way, what’s the principle behind making breast milk pills? Just because breast milk comes out of a virgin doesn’t mean her breasts just get bigger.”
[Hmm. As the saying goes, breastfeeding doesn’t simply make you bigger. However, the breast milk pill I made is an elixir that physically exists by converting the energy contained in the pill into breast milk.]
“…Uh?”
When I opened my mouth wide, the fire dragon continued to explain with an air of pride.
[What are you so upset about? Doesn’t Chaeyangboeum’s witchcraft that absorbs men’s spirits and uses them as its own power? It was derived from there. On the contrary, it is made to make breast milk rich in nutrients through air power and settle in the body. Doesn’t it swell and get bigger when the mother’s breast milk is filled? You don’t have to worry about your breasts returning to normal when you release your milk. I don’t know if it’s common people. If it’s a monster or a warrior, if you have a morning meal, the mammary glands will automatically convert the extra energy into breast milk to recharge. In other words, as a result, the breast milk accumulates in the chest, making it one size larger.]
“Wow.”
Fire Dragon, is she a rookie? It is similar to the situation in which the energy of Mannyeonhwari settled in my testicles, but in my case, if this happened due to a combination of accident and coincidence, Hwaryong voluntarily researched and obtained the result.
As a latecomer, it was not strange to admire the pioneer.
In my heart, the respect for the Fire Dragon is about to rise rapidly.
‘Hwaryong, she’s a god (sun)!’
Is the idea of raising the size of the udder by having breast milk in the breast a plan that comes to mind when you think about it? It seemed to me that he had a way of thinking beyond humanity.
Since it is a dragon that values the size of a knight, it would not be so strange to think of a way to break the frame of thinking.
How should I give it to my master if I get the recipe for the breast milk ring from Hwa-Ryong?
Clearly, Master is cumbersome with her breasts. For the swordsman, no… No matter what fighter you are, if you have a big chest, there will be restrictions on your actions, so it’s natural to be concerned.
In such a situation, if I give you a breastmilk pill that says that it will increase the size of your breasts because it is not enough to accumulate breast milk, would Master really want to eat it?
Well, this will also be a story after the successful production of pills.
“By the way, how do you make that breast milk pill?”
[The method itself is easy. All you have to do is get lucky while taking pills. It’s just that the materials are dirty and hard to find.]
“Does it seem like you’re using very precious ingredients?”
[Isn’t it obvious? It uses Gongqing oil.]
“…OMG?”
Gongcheong Oil means oil that has become a liquid with a mass after the energy gathered in the cave where the energy of nature accumulates without dispersing.
Gongqing oil, which is full of nature’s energy, is a treasure among treasures that allows you to gain enormous inner energy with just one drop. Even since it is a pure energy of nature, no matter which attribute you have accumulated, it matches well and absorbs well.
Wouldn’t others ask if I was crazy if I said that I made a pill that creates breast milk production organs with such a precious treasure?
Of course, that was a story limited to common sense. There was no reason for me, a being outside of common sense, to be bound by such a framework.
“Hwalong, do you really have to use Gongqing oil to make it?”
[What is it, Baekwoon? Are you thinking of making breastmilk pills and presenting them to your teacher?]
“That’s right. As you know, Master and I are also in a romantic relationship. That’s why For an amicable relationshipI want to increase the size of my breasts.”
I didn’t tell a lie because I was afraid that I might have magical powers or eyesight that could determine the truth. He just didn’t tell the truth.
It is true that as my heart grows bigger, I will fall more in love with Master, and this will bring our priests closer together.
It’s just that Master might be dissatisfied with the nature of breast milk production. From my point of view, the real purpose is to have a constitution in which breast milk comes out rather than breast size.
Hwaryong, who accepted my pure (?) Sincerity as fact, answered the question.
[Hmm. If that’s the case, I’ll let you know.]
He was like a dragon who likes big things.
[Actually, it can be replaced with any other elixir. However, it requires a pure energy that matches the constitution of the person who will eat the breast milk pill, and a large amount of bets that are comparable to Gongcheng Oil. Your master must have eaten Jasodan, an elixir based on yang qi, and Naedan also belonged to a nine-tailed fox. The fox youkai is also a being that can handle fire like a dragon. So, it seems like a decent substitute for Mannyeonhwari.]
“Uh… There’s no Mannyeonhwari in the middle court right now.”
[Well? How do you know that There must be one or two perennial flowers in a place you don’t even know about.]
“No, the only thing left is the Devil’s Mirror, but I ate all three as soon as I returned.”
[…]
“…”
It feels like a fire dragon sword is glaring at me. But it can’t be helped. I am the only soldier who can absorb Mannyeonhwari’s energy without losing any of it.
It’s not that the other co-workers didn’t agree with Mannyeonhwari’s inner thoughts, but I was the one who could pick the most mulberry, so I finished talking before returning saying that I ate all of them.
That’s why I didn’t pack the pouch with the preserved magic sold by Jegal Sega at that time when I entered the Devil’s Palace, and thanks to that, I couldn’t take it separately, so I ate it all.
‘But I didn’t expect it to come back like this.’
Would I have expected then that Maehwa Swordsman Na Ye-rin would become her teacher? I was also a bit embarrassed.
“Keuheum. Anyway, you’re saying that it’s fine to make a large amount of fire-attribute bets that are as pure as the inside of a thousand years old flower?”
[Yes. The condition is that the materials used to make the breastmilk ring are compatible with the eater, and a large amount of natural energy that slightly changes the constitution to produce breastmilk.]
“It’s quite simple, but it’s not difficult at all.”
Even if it is the great hwandan, which Shaolin Temple treats as the supreme elixir, even such an elixir is not as pure as Gongqing Petroleum. The elixir or inner altar with a lot of history is widely spread in the midfield, but if the condition of being pure with good spirit is attached, it can be counted as one-handed.
Had I known this was going to happen, I wondered if I should have been more careful and brought the package with preservation magic.
No, if that happened, Baekdo would have missed Jinin, and Suzaku’s attack would have caused considerable loss of life.
A few transcendents might have died in order to fight the demon racer and inflict meaningful damage by ignoring the flames burning to death.
‘Tsk. I can’t help it. I have to give up breastfeeding pills for the time being.’
It’s not that there isn’t an inner altar made up of pure Yang energy or a demonic realm with an elixir, but it hasn’t even appeared at this point. You can’t make something that doesn’t exist, so let’s just give up cleanly and wait for the right time to make a promise for the future.
Feeling at ease after giving up, I folded all of Master’s underwear in my hand, put them in a drawer, and burned all the dust in the room with Sammae Jinhwa to finish cleaning.
Sammae Evolution, which is very inefficient in consumption of internal energy for other warriors, boasted a similar efficiency to Heo Gong Submul for me, a polar opposite, so I often used it for trivial things like this.
[I never thought I would clean up with Sammae Evolution. You had the same thoughts as me.]
… Uh, did the dragon who makes breast milk pills with Gongqing Petroleum treat me as the same class? I felt very strange.
If the conditions were met, I would have made breast milk pills, but coming up with such an idea seemed impossible to me.
Ah, if it’s a blood horse, it’s possible.
After coming out into the hallway, I spread my spirits and headed to the place where I could feel Master’s presence. It was a kitchen… A major accident beyond imagination was taking place.
Unidentified stains were smeared all over the kitchen, and it was the same with Master, who was sitting in front of a cauldron that had the same color liquid as the stain on the stove.
Master, who was fully fried on top of her attractive pure white cheongsam, was making a sour expression, looking like a student who completely ruined something in cooking practice.
“Master?”
“A disciple?! This is that…!”
“Calm down. And I’ll wipe the dirt off your face.”
I take out a handkerchief that I always carry for emergencies and approach it to wipe off the unknown liquid. The smell is sour and thick, and it looks like something very strange. Did you accidentally burst the fruit?
She buried it on her chest, on her bare shoulders, and in places where men and women were not allowed to touch her, but because Master was my woman, she was able to wipe it without hesitation.
Even so, it was a sensitive area, so I paid close attention to it.
After removing all the stains and liquids, the handkerchief seemed to be invincible. Still, I asked Master, feeling relieved that I was fortunate to be able to polish Master.
“How did you end up like this?”
“That’s it… Our student has become stronger than this master, so I wanted to feed him something, so I tried a health food dish, but it failed. I’m sorry. As a teacher, I have no face…”
She droops her shoulders and folds her fox ears. In addition, it seems that the person himself is very disappointed that even the three-person tail of the fox is drooping with momentum to pierce the floor.
Did you think that I would be discouraged after trying to cook a delicious dish for me but failing so badly and seeing the result?
Perhaps, as a teacher, he felt uneasy when I reached a higher level of extreme justice. Maybe she tried to cook with the feeling that she would do well as a girlfriend because she was nervous because she lacked skills as a teacher.
Rather, I feel guilty on this side.
‘Master is working hard to cook for me, but I almost cheated on this person and secretly fed him because I was sold on breast milk pills.’
I almost made a big mistake.
‘I should be honest and ask if you would like to eat it.’
I have no intention of giving up, though. I’m thinking of asking you to eat later.
But before that, there’s something else to do.
Prison.
She affectionately hugged Master, who was dying of discouragement, and wrapped her arms around Master’s shoulders.
“It’s okay, Master. The fact that you cooked for me makes me happy enough.”
“Ugh. Don’t treat this teacher as a child.”
“You’re not treating me like a child, you’re comforting my woman?”
“…”
When I put my forehead on Master’s forehead and said that, his face became as red as hongshi. The beat of her heart is transmitted to me from beyond the violent chest.
Satisfying the beating that gave her a sense of security, she buried her face in the nape of Master’s neck.
I smelled Master’s scent, which smelled like a plum blossom, and when I looked up, I could see that even the nape of his neck had been dyed red.
“Master.”
“…Why.”
“Do you want to?”
It’s a contextless question without an explanation of what you’re going to do. But our priest knew the answer to this question.
Master, whose face was now more red than his hair, gave a small answer.
“…Do it.”
