Chapter 157 – Chapter 157: Connection 3
The incarnation of a hound with a confident grin.
It didn’t take long for that laugh to turn into an embarrassing laugh.
The reason why I don’t get angry even when I mumble softly as if I’m in trouble
It must be because the banished Serpent’s Heart’s behavior is so absurd.
“Jeong, I’m sorry, but… I think my skills are a bit lacking.”
She bowed her head as if she was sorry.
The incarnations of the hounds biting their tails, among them the woman chosen as the representative.
He is a talent sent directly by the Constellation to solve a difficult problem as an example of treatment.
Of course, the ability of the incarnation chosen by the Constellation was not really lacking.
‘Bamsim, what is this bastard doing…?’
It’s just that the exiled snake’s heart was an idiot beyond imagination.
Anyway, wasn’t that assassin the best card he had?
How could he send his highest incarnation without giving anything?
I wondered why the person who was the incarnation of the dreamer and had penetrated the barriers of the academy was caught in the city.
Was he captured because he received nothing as support from the exiled Serpent Heart?
I didn’t give you any equipment, and I sent you all naked
What do you think he won’t help while being pursued?
“It’s okay, it’s not your fault.”
“I’m really sorry. There are other ways…”
The ability to track the reverberations of magical power similar to psychometry.
But since I received nothing, there is not even the reverberation of magic.
All that was there was a basic Constellation-Incarnation contract.
Why, when making a hound to catch a person in a creative work
Didn’t they make you smell your belongings like a handkerchief?
It was enough to break into the academy, so I thought I had the equipment I received from the Constellation, but
It is natural that tracking is impossible since he came naked without any equipment.
“Well, I don’t know if that sounds rude.”
“Tell me if there is another way.”
She hesitantly carries on with her words in that absurd situation.
She can’t find the confident face she showed a few minutes ago.
Yes, you can’t understand it with the common sense of this world other than my common sense.
Even so, the situation where they shouted loudly in front of the constellation did not change.
At the command of the hound biting her tail her, I swear to the helpless nightmare
If I said I couldn’t do it now, it would be like fucking two Constellations on the topic of incarnation.
It’s me, so I can get over it
You never know how a hound biting its tail might react.
So why not squeeze your hair like that?
“If you don’t have any equipment, you can get a clue from the other side. It’s a hound that bites ‘tail’ after all.”
A word with an accent in the ‘tail’, perhaps translating an ambiguous meaning.
She swallows her saliva with her nervousness as she closes her eyes to her her me and continues her words her.
“With the help of the same dreamer Constellation-“
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It was more strange than I thought to be investigated naked and not volunteered.
It’s not the kind of investigation where a scary old man rolls up seolleongtang and red pepper powder.
A situation that can be said to be the exact opposite of that situation.
Because the one in front of me is not an old man, but a brown-skinned girl.
“Then, excuse me.”
Maybe it’s because of the elf’s shorter body his?
She and I seemed to contrast more clearly.
White skin as if it had never been exposed to sunlight
Tanned skin that reminds me of a dark elf as soon as I see it.
Long height that looks two heads taller than me
Even a body that is a little more muscular than our kids.
Nevertheless, because of the narrow waistline
The soft curves that do not make you think of a man are alive.
“Fortunately, there is a lot of reverberation left.”
She caressed my fingertips and muttered.
She is her finger that pierced the heart eye of the snake she exiled last time.
No, come to think of it, that bastard lost after being beaten by an elf body around 150.
She was used to beating people, so she thought it was natural for her to beat women.
When I was halfway under hypnosis, I remembered that I had maintained the body of an elf.
“Don’t look around and do whatever you want.”
“All right.”
She glanced at her and bit her finger her into her mouth her.
Chewyup, the sound of sticky saliva flowing along with the feeling of warmth.
It is not the ability of the hound to bite its tail that has contributed to this lustful atmosphere.
To be precise, it’s because of the magical power of the Dream Demon, the race of the Serpent’s Heart that was expelled from me.
The tracking method of the biting hound is simple.
Like a hunter in a fantasy world, after recognizing magic as ‘incense’,
It is to pursue the opponent by chasing the reverberation of that magical power.
In this world, from Moorim people to wizards as well as future sci-fi armored soldiers.
Since they all use magic, they are capable of incarnations that can be tracked down by anyone.
If the magic she had to take on wasn’t the magic of the dreamer, she would have been really good.
I thought of a nightmare-wielding dreamer and directed her her power toward it.
It was not something that could be done with the characteristics of the race itself.
To put it in a game-style analogy, it would be nice to say that you chose a job, but your racial passive is fixed.
Yes, it is the magical power unique to a dream horse that attracts and excites people.
I smell it as a scent and inhale it abundantly. How can I be fine?
“Heh, whoa, whoa-“
The result is the woman in front of her.
There is no such dignified appearance that used to be full of confidence.
Instead, there are only females who are in heat and want to crush the male.
Of course, I have nothing to be offended about.
As her incarnation her, she is rude
I’m sure it was a word thrown as a gambler with her life.
A healthy woman with her brown skin rushes at her naked body.
A man who hates things like this must have a very special taste.
“My magic, the smell.”
My head has already tasted it, and my eyes are blank.
The magic of a dreamer that makes you feel erotic just by touching your skin
I can’t help it because it’s converted into scent and buried deep in my lungs.
Could the word “Do as you like” Become a catalyst?
When she came to her senses her, she was lying neatly on the bed.
‘What the fuck.’
I would have been sitting in a chair looking down at the hound incarnate.
I felt that the wrist of the hand that was being licked was grabbed
My vision whirls around and I see the ceiling in front of me.
‘Did you carry it from the chair to the bed?’
Jujutsu, which is closer to magic than skill.
When I think of my eyesight turning round and round
It was obviously flipped over and thrown with the head facing the floor, but
I don’t feel any pain at all in the gripped wrist of her.
Because what is inside the delicate elf shell is a man
Her heart her beats a little when she sees this kind of martial art that she does n’t notice even after being hit.
I’m thinking so crazy, so it’s great
The sound of a deep breath comes from out of sight.
‘I guess it’s okay…?’
It’s the first time I’ve had the magic of a dream horse, so I can show ugliness
She said she apologized in advance.
Looking at his appearance her now, his overzealous attitude her seems natural.
A single drop of sticky saliva that flowed from her lips and her lips.
A quivering nose and half-open eyes.
No matter how you look at it, it’s a face that looks drunk or drugged.
She, who had sunk her head into her fingertips and wandered about,
Like a dog sniffing her, it moves her nose up a little bit.
I smell the back of her hand her at the tips of her fingers her and rub my cheeks her.
She puts her nose to her wrist her again and comes up to her shoulder her so that the tip of her nose her brushes against her flesh her.
From her shoulders to the nape of her neck her, down again to her chest her, down, down-
Then, with my itchy breath, my stuff stiffened
I go downstairs, sniffing, until my cheek is pricked.
If only her ears or tail her had been attached, she would n’t have suspected that she was a beast.
“Sigh, haaaaa-“
When I put my head in her crotch and watch her breathe
They don’t look like beasts, they just look like beasts.
Even after I made my penis erect by pressing hard with my firm cheeks
After putting her head down for a while, she finally raises her head.
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“As expected, two scents are mixed. A very strong scent and a weak scent.”
“Can you tell them apart?”
“Yes, but it will take some time.”
He’s also talented, he’s talented.
Around the time I thought everyone I saw at the academy was competent
She carries on her words that she cut off as she takes a long breath.
“So, please excuse me so that I can get used to the constellation’s magical power.”
“… ?”
I couldn’t understand what you meant
She laughed and explained as she inhaled and exhaled her breath.
“My nose is sensitive, so I can’t smell it when I’m drunk with strong scents.”
I know the story.
Is n’t that why she can’t smell her own body her?
The story of Doong’s nose becoming paralyzed and adapting to the stench.
“That’s why I keep getting drunk with the constellation’s magical power, huh.”
While explaining her, she grabbed my ankle as it was.
No fuck, I guessed because it was a world where men and women were reversed
Anyway, why do you smell your feet?
Of course, I also touched the top of my foot when I was caring in a good mood.
The slender ankles are caught and raised.
Legs lifted while lying down spread apart
After the woman’s waist came in between them
The posture of being crushed by a squatting woman.
I didn’t just crush someone with her ass
A strange feeling that someone was sitting on my butt of her.
Because of her small body, she was crushed by her big sister
A feeling that is a little unpleasant but also expected.
“If I get drunk, I think I’ll be able to filter out the constellation’s remaining magic.”
She chuckles like her beast and lowers her hips.
