Chapter 89 – Chapter 89: Elf Nunna 1
As an alter ego, I change cleanly over and over again, but when I saw my fangs covered in hair and blood, I thought I had fought for a long time.
Looking at the wolf’s battered face, several sharp teeth are missing.
The bleeding gums are slowly healing, and the skin that has been ripped off can be seen to be healed.
Is that a werewolf or a troll?
“Huh, my stomach feels full. Would you like a drink?”
Still, half of the ears were cut off, and both fangs were broken.
Seeing that Dingchil, whose fur all over his body was wet with blood, lowered his tail slightly, made me feel refreshed.
If you look closely, the tail is also a bit shorter. How much did it bite?
Even in the world of unconsciousness, the senses would be clear, but I thought it was strange to see him smiling so relievedly with a battered body.
Fighting in my life was to steal food and survive, but to that werewolf, it must have been more of a hobby.
He slumped down on the grass covered in blood and tooth fragments and made the drink he drank earlier.
As expected, he inhaled vigorously before opening his mouth with difficulty.
The guy who cut off the tip of my tail to punch me without hesitation and throw me on the floor said something so difficult.
“So, I have a request for you.”
“Wasn’t it a request to fight?”
At my question, the werewolf scratching his head with his big hand laughs shyly.
“Well? Why would fighting between males be a favor?”
“Fuck you, really.”
His clothes his are turned upside down as he giggles, saying that he suits him much better than his polite way of speaking his.
But if you hit me with one blow, I’ll lose my temper and fight again.
As I drank, I glanced down at my body and saw that my chest, forearms, and thighs had become incredibly thick.
As women wanted, their bodies changed little by little,
Did that werewolf get the body of a strong warrior here?
Without exaggeration, her forearms and thighs seem to be thicker than Kim Ha-eun’s waist.
After drinking a glass of wine while watching his muscular body his transformed into an ancient Greek champion, he finally opens his mouth.
“So, please… Whoa, fuck. Anyway, I have a request.”
“What?”
“I need a woman.”
“What kind of dog shit is that?”
It was a bit absurd at the sudden sound, but I was able to understand it because of the explanation that followed.
Talking with fists and sharing drinks like a hot-blooded boy cartoon somewhere is a story about dealing with sexual desire with a woman.
“So, no one catches your eye?”
“Yeah, it’s not like the point shop sells sex slaves.”
The loyal fans in front of you are wolves that walk on two legs.
An elongated wolf that walks on two legs, not a human with animal ears.
Of course, the woman he wanted was also a wolf that walked on two legs.
“There are beasts among the constellations, so if you look closely, you will find that the Hume girl only has ears. Anyway, there is no one in this world who would be my partner.”
“Your companion is giving this shit. He said it was because of sexual desire.”
“There’s no way Hume understands our estrus.”
Blowing his nostrils, he gulps down a few drinks.
If I came to this world and there were no women, I would have made a woman as an alter ego.
It’s me, a human, an elf, and the beast race with only animal ears on the human face he said are cute and pretty, but it’s possible.
“So, what do you want?”
“The male sexual desire is natural. I use the point shop to suppress it, but I can feel it eating away at my body. I don’t want to go against the providence of nature with this kind of equipment. As far as I know, shamans who deal with dreams are able to bring out beings in other people’s dreams.”
To put it simply, it was that Ttaengchil’s peanuts were dangerous.
Because of the alcohol, he laughs, so he raises his voice abruptly.
The guy was also a bit incoherent, perhaps because he was drunk and fighting, but if he was a male, he asked for some sympathy.
He said he was afraid that his sexual desire would disappear completely because he kept suppressing it with drugs.
“I’m not saying Hume’s appearance is ugly! But if you see a female without hair, does she have a skin disease and lose her hair? I think I do. This can’t be helped.”
What would it be like to see smooth skin, as if you had a skin disease, and your sexual desire would disappear?
I couldn’t help but feel sympathy.
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What the loyal fans want is an alter ego made of dreams that will last forever.
Of course, they do not want to be still like sex dolls for masturbation, but they want to be able to think, talk, and communicate emotions.
I don’t know if the point shop sells masturbation equipment or not, but it certainly doesn’t sell living creatures.
Making it helps me develop my abilities, so I accepted the request.
Being in a world where men and women are reversed, I feel a bit of a sense of identity,
Except for the fact that he blows bamboo sticks, he is bold and bold, and I like his personality.
‘Say it a little earlier, poor bastard.’
If you help me, the benefit is certain that I will send you beasts that can help my incarnations.
It would have been better if I had requested it before putting the 1.2 million points into the health buff pendant.
I’m not a genius of the century like Kim Ha-eun, so I’ll have to wait 3 weeks until I get points next month.
That said, it’s a bit much to let go of your hands for three weeks, so-
“So, what are you doing today?”
I immediately climbed the branch of the world tree and headed for the space of the giant tree that does not wither.
There was no particular reason.
Excluding her special case her, Bulsar Tyrant, she was the first Constellation I interacted with.
It was because I wanted to chat about the constellation I had met for the second time.
She seems to be watering the plants. She floats her deep blue droplets on her shoulder and comes to greet me warmly.
The refreshing scent of the forest lingers on the tip of her nose.
I’ve been hurt once before, and I think it’s a bit mischievous
I took a step and came close, but she let it go casually.
“I came to talk about my new friend.”
“Ah? You met with other Constellations. After all, it’s hard to see a dream horse wandering around outside.”
“How hard is it to see?”
The bulsar in the corner of his head briefly groped for the tyrant’s knowledge.
Even in the future science fiction empire with planetary colonies, there are hundreds of dreamers called dream walkers in the solar system.
Naturally, we sat down on a large leaf cushion in the corner of the living room and started talking.
“Um, I’ve only heard stories, and even met rangers from my mother’s generation once or twice as they roamed the world? Dream demons rarely appear in real life. I heard that even though the demon king army invaded, he just chose to sleep peacefully in a dream.”
He said it with a gentle smile, but the content was a bit absurd.
It’s not like running away because reality is hard, just dying as it is.
Because of this, there are no dream demons that act as constellations.
If you think about it, I don’t think there will be anyone who has changed their race after becoming a Constellation like me.
A cup made of rolled leaves is placed on the left table.
A golden liquid that sparkles like a honey drop made into a drink.
As soon as I poured it into one bite without hesitation, the sensation that penetrated from the tip of my tongue to the top of my head shook my head like a thunderbolt.
“Uh, it must be very sweet if you drink it like that… Are you okay?”
“No, I don’t think it’s okay.”
I don’t think it would taste any sweeter than this even if you stick your snout into a honey container and scoop up honey like you eat rice soup.
Seeing her sitting neatly in front of the left table and drinking tea very slowly made me feel unfair.
No steam came up and it looked cold, so I gulped down and said, what is this?
I felt like my nostrils were soaked in honey even if I just breathed, so I opened my mouth and breathed panting without realizing it.
As she slowly sips her drink, she sees me and smiles.
The way he smiled softly was really cute, but the feeling that he was in trouble for some reason doesn’t go away.
“The honey tree sap is so sweet that I eat it with a slightly bitter refreshment.”
A white finger tapped the top of the left table, and a brown nut-like object popped out on a plate.
Taking honey tree sap as a lesson, lightly biting acorn-like sweets with your front teeth, the savory yet bitter taste covers the tip of your tongue.
‘What type of snack tastes like Americano?’
To compare it to cheap taste, the acorn-shaped snack tasted like Americano, and the honey tree sap tasted like coffee syrup.
A bite of tea when your mouth is bitter, and a bite of refreshment when your mouth is sweet.
The sweet and bitter taste alternately stimulates the tongue, and the terrible honey water disappears in an instant.
“I guess it suits your taste pretty well?”
“Yeah, it’s delicious to eat with refreshments.”
“Okay? Then how about this.”
She smiles and spreads her stuff on her table.
When she saw it, she suddenly remembered it.
‘It feels like I’m being swayed by something.’
She originally intended to tell the story of a loyal canine, then move naturally to a story about sexuality.
To a girl who doesn’t know much about love and seems to have received a rough education on sex
She was thinking of telling the story of the estrus of the beast tribe and gently teasing her with words.
The shock of her sweetness her melted her tongue, and when she came to her senses her, she was talking about the refreshments she had prepared.
What’s even more embarrassing is that in the middle of it, it’s hard to turn her words around because it suits her taste her well.
How could I refuse these sweets that I prepared myself from the fruits I picked from the garden?
Her ears her go limp when I tell her that the taste of grass seems too strong for humans.
I heard that the sweet and sour scones went well in my mouth.
I just thought that this wasn’t too bad.
She somehow felt like she was being induced, but her stern thoughts vanished her when I saw her smile her without any intention of hiding her feelings her.
“Come to think of it, did you get the flower pots well? I asked some of my close friends to send them to the academy.”
“Yeah, well received. I left everything in the room where the patients are.”
From the story of snacks to the plants in the garden, to the story of the potted plant given as a gift from there.
The song-like beat disappeared before I knew it, but she spoke quietly in a pleasing tone, and she was a gifted storyteller.
It’s so much more fun to talk than to write letters to each other.
If we go on like this, we’ll probably get to know each other more leisurely, like the elves’ concept of time, but-
‘But the dream horse won’t be able to win?’
Because the Nightmare had a way of the Nightmare.
“Oh, is it time again?”
“Okay, I guess it’s time to go.”
Her triumphant smile makes her ears twitch slightly.
I flirt and she takes her spills her as her kind of play, and she seems flattered that she won.
Maybe it’s because I don’t know how to hide my emotions, but I feel it more clearly than incarnations.
She gently stroked my bangs as if she was going to see her off her.
I didn’t notice because she was sitting all the time, but at some point, she was sitting at the same height as me.
Her white fingers her sway in front of her eyes her.
“Hi-“
“Okay, see you later.”
Right before the alter ego disappears, it gathers as much of the minute magic power remaining in the alter ego as possible.
Then he reached out and grabbed her white fingers her.
Seeing her alter ego her blurred, she returns her hand, but her eyes her widen in surprise.
Seeing that, she kissed the back of her hand like a stigma.
The traces of magical power clearly left on the white back of the hand her.
Her frightened woman shouts something, but before she can hear it, her alter ego she disappears.
