The Milk Hunter Couldn’t Stand It 173

Chapter 173 – How to Rule the Demons

I have to express a lot of milk.
Milk is the way I become stronger, and I have to become a milking god to be able to erase or modify the milking relationship.
Whether to protect the world or improve myself, I couldn’t stop milking.

So, how can you express a lot of milk?
You need a milking farm.
The amount of milk must be steadily and regularly supplied to increase.
The milking farm is a form in which milkers want to express breast milk comfortably and freely.
I decided to achieve it through the milking paradise.

He made a specific plan to establish a paradise.
The environment is created, so make milking skills and brainwash the residents who will live in the paradise.
Indoctrination would be more humane than depriving breast milk by force or kicking non-milkners off the island.

If you want to live on this island, you must follow the rules I set, or you will be exiled.
I will brainwash all demons who have nowhere to go and take them as my subordinates.

The brainwashing begins with Nam Joo-ha, the maid of honor.
There is no skill to brainwash non-milking subjects yet, so we have to tame the milking subjects first,
I have to start milking her step by step, starting with her, who is the strongest among her demons except for Estrote.

Temporary milking parlor.
After finishing his duties and having dinner, he decided to set up one of the accommodations as a milking room on the pretext that he would have a meeting with the demons and came in.
It was a spacious and neat room.
Sitting at the table, drinking tea, calmly waited for Nam Joo-ha.

“Did you call?”

As I was looking at her interior and the view outside the window, she opened the door and came in.
Dark purple bobbed hair, indifferent eyes.
Joo Ha Nam.
Dressed in a rich maid outfit, she neatly put her hands together and greeted me.

The maid uniform is a black one-piece cloth outfit with a white frilled apron neatly attached to it.
Her purity was highlighted by the dark and bright colors.

“Can I call you South Korea?”
“Call me whatever you like.”

When dealing with demons, I basically used a command tone.
Recognize that I am their master.
I asked if I would call him South Korea or Meyerka.
The demons had different real names, not Korean names.
After hearing her answer, I decided to call her to stay comfortably.

“Why are you always wearing a maid uniform?”

I asked her what I was always curious about.
Even though her trait was known as ‘maid’, she didn’t have to wear a maid outfit.
Even when he wandered outside the paradise castle, he always wore a maid’s uniform.

“I was hired by Estrote-sama as a maid. It is my duty to go around wearing this.”

It was the work of Estrote that she became her handmaid.
He saved the Black Moon clan from dying by the allied forces and made them maids of the castle.
From what I’ve heard, she only wears maid’s clothes from then on.
It may be her expression of her own loyalty.
Or maybe it’s just that it’s annoying to wear different clothes.

“Since when did you serve Estrote?”
“It was 30 years ago.”
“…”

Demons live for a thousand years.
Even if it was a young and young face, if you ask anything, there were traces of great years.
Estrote said she lived another 200 years.
Her 30-year career as a maid was not a lie.
She only spent 30 years as a maid in Paradise Castle, so it makes sense that she doesn’t wear any other clothes.
Those clothes will definitely be comfortable.
I have to respect the professions of the demons as much as possible.
Basic career spans several decades.

“Do you know why I called?”
“No.”
“I’ll give you qigong treatment, so change into the form of a demon.”
“?”

Calling her and treating her for free, her male lead tilted his head.
She is at the point where her brainwashing has not yet been done.
She couldn’t say that she was going to milk her, so she said qigong.

*

“I am not hurt, Mr. Cheonwoon. Do I still need treatment?”
“You can think of it as a massage. It will restore your body and relieve mental stress. After receiving this, you will also get a buff effect.”
“…”

He explained the good things about [Caress].
However, her male lead stared blankly at me.
I guess she wasn’t very convincing.
Well, she doesn’t need any healing or buffs on her right now.
She has no reason to be milked.
This is purely for me to brainwash her.
If she can’t be persuaded, she has no choice but to force-milk.

The reason why she called Nam Joo-ha for the first time.
If it were to happen, she would have to subdue her milking subjects by force, but it was easier for her other demons to milk her as well.
Because she was the second strongest female demon after Estrote.

Seeing her hesitant to answer, Nam Joo-ha lifted her hand.
She even contemplated knocking her out and milking her.
Until her demons were brainwashed, they were no different from monsters that could always be repulsed.
I forced them to obey me, but if I had to argue, they were Estrote’s subordinates, not mine.
If I made a mistake, my life was in danger.
It was safe to brainwash her.

“Are you sure my body is the purpose?”
“What does that mean?”
“I’m asking if you want to serve.”
“?”

What service is service?
I want to milk you.

I blinked her eyes and looked at Nam Joo-ha.

“I took this situation into consideration when I said I would serve you as my master. Cheonwoon is a strong human male. She must want to hug me, a woman.”
“…”

Rather than wanting to hold you, I need your breast milk.

“I am the maid of this castle. I am also your maid. Please let me know if you need anything. I will serve you with all my heart and soul.”

Nodding, Nam Joo-ha lowered his head.
So, if you translate her words, she is my maid, so she will listen to her request to hold her.
It doesn’t matter if you have sex.
I just became comfortable.

“Yes? Then come here.”
“Yeah.”

I sat down on a chair at her table and called her.
Nam Joo-ha from up close.
Looking into her eyes, he tried to figure out if what he had just said was true or false.
Her eyes looking at me.
It was a dull blue.

Wow, it’s hard to read your emotions.
An expressionless, unwavering gaze.
Even though he said he would serve, there was no wavering at all.

“South Korea.”
“Yeah.”
“What is the Black Moon clan doing? Please explain your bloodline.”
“…”

I asked her about her background.
I don’t know Nam Joo-ha’s characteristics.
She’s an assassin, so if you touch her blindly, you might get stabbed by her during [Caressing].
I treated her carefully and listened to her story.

The Black Moon clan was famous as an assassin family from the beginning.
Their characteristic is that they are cool and indifferent.
There was little to no emotional expression.
I was born that way and I grew up that way.
No matter how I use her body, Namjooha doesn’t really care.

“I get it.”

I nodded and got up from the chair.
I can milk it without knocking it out.
She reached out and grabbed Nam Joo-ha’s waist.

“Stay still.”

She lowered her hand from her waist and moved it down her skirt.
Her eyes watched her reaction.
It flinched briefly when my hand touched it, but there was no response to other movements.
The skirt was swept up from the bottom.

It climbed up, groping her calves, knees, and thighs.
She was wearing black stockings connected by a garter belt.
I found a sheath about the middle of her thigh.

Sereung.

She removed the weapons hidden in her skirt.
Daggers, poison needles, paralytics, etc.
Various weapons appeared.

“You won’t need this now.”

I disarmed her.
He was looking into my eyes, but he accepted my hand without expression.
She groped her waist, rummaged through her chest pockets, and removed her sleeping-powdered handkerchief.
It hides a lot of really bloody memorization.
The removed weapons were stacked on top of each other on the table, enough to fill three trays.

*

“If you have any weapons left, put them all down.”

After completing her physical exam, I looked at her and gave her orders.
It seems he didn’t lie.
I searched her weapon to see if she resisted, but she stood still.

At her command, she rummaged through her chest and pulled out her small dagger and small scroll.
I’ve been hiding it somewhere
I guess I had to search all over the inside of her breastbone.
Namjoo-ha took out all the weapons I couldn’t find.

With all the weapons gone, the male lead looked like a purple rose without thorns.
It won’t sting if you run your hands through its stems and petals, and bury her nose deep inside to smell her scent.

I put my hand on Nam Joo-ha’s shoulder.

“I will begin. Let me know if you have any discomfort.”

Looked her in the eye and said, then ran her hand down.
With his right hand, he groped the inside of the white frill, the part of her buttoned chest.

Mumble.

Beyond the soft material of the maid’s uniform, the feel of her breasts pushed through.
Her breasts were the same size as Shin Na-yeon’s.
The reason for the S-class breast milk constitution: breasts that could be called large among the general public, although they were not as big as mine.
Compared to the cold eyes, her breasts were soft and warm enough to touch through the fabric.

“Well…”

A small moan was heard.
I looked down at Namjuha.
She lifts her pale blue eyes and meets hers with mine.
No emotional expression?
Eyelashes trembled slightly.

Jujujumul, muddy water.

I spread my fingers wide and grasped the breasts, which were quite nice to the touch, and appraised them.
What is her milk constitution grade?
Judging from the temperature, elasticity, and density of the chest, it seems to be measured in a good grade.

“Mmm.”

A small moan came again.
As I was massaging my breasts, I looked down and saw Nam Joo-ha’s expression.
Eyes looking up at me.
Shakes more than before
Nostrils are deeper than before.

Left hand raised
I also massaged her right breast.
She wrapped around her breasts from the outside, turning them left and right, and pulled out the inner piece of flesh.
A puffy maid outfit.
The fabric that emphasized the feminine lines clearly reflected the round curves of the breasts.

“Yes.”

What’s the matter, I heard there’s little to no emotional expression.
Her fingers, neatly gathered in front of her navel, twitched, and the frills swayed by the vibrations of her body.
Eyebrows slanted down.
You can feel the slight heat running through her.
The more I touched her breasts, the more excited she was.

“Have you ever served your master?”

She’s a calm-looking woman, but she can’t stand my handjob.
She might have a reason for my excellent skills, but she also seemed nervous on the inside, not only looking fine on the outside.

“It is the first time to attend on the body.”

He said, squeezing her chest lightly.
Did I touch you too roughly?
If it’s your first time, you should touch it slower and softer than this.
This was the reaction of a woman who was touched by a man for the first time.

“They say demons live a very long time, and so does Estrote. Why are you all new?”
“Asmodians rarely date.”

Except for special cases like succubus, demons rarely have sex.
Because they live so long, their individualism is strong, and the higher the class, the less likely they are to reproduce to protect their territory.
Even if you had only two children during that long period of time, you gave birth to a lot.
The demons gathered in the paradise castle were high-ranking young combat troops.
Most of them are single and have never had children.

Well, there will be no cases of touching a married woman or milking a demon with a lover.
The crazy monsters didn’t have reason, so I just milked them, but they had thoughts, so I just milked them.
I was thinking of just brainwashing and looking after the demons who have mates.
However, I was fortunate that I didn’t have a partner and didn’t have much of an idea of ​​dating.
I can milk myself to my heart’s content.

I touched Nam Joo-ha’s chest more gently, focusing on the surface.

“…”

His expression relaxed a little.
A relaxed face.
He doesn’t express much emotion, but if you look closely, you can guess what he’s thinking.
Especially when touching the chest.

I like it when you touch me.

I groped her breasts, then lowered my hands to her waist and squeezed her hips and hips.

“… !”

Nam Joo-ha looking up at me.
The frills sway slowly, as if being blown by a gentle breeze.
I groped her breasts with my left hand and her ass with my right hand.
Then he raised her right hand and touched the horns on her head.

She was transformed into a demon.
She has no wings and no tail, only horns.
Unlike the curved thumb-sized horns of estrotes, the index finger-sized horns extended straight up.
It’s hard.
These horns also looked pretty tasty.