Dictatorship of the Labyrinth City 229

Chapter 229 – Permaten Water Bomb (5)

It became ‘that day’.

The day of the first large-scale event held by Count Rouge Permaten since he was inaugurated as de facto count.

The only thing needed for this event, known externally as the ‘Fermaten Water Bomb’, is ‘clothes that can get wet’.

What on earth am I doing that needs to get wet?

Which side should I get wet?

The general opinion of the Permaten people was that even with all their imagination, they could not follow Luge Permaten’s thoughts, so they decided to just enjoy the festival like the last festival.

First, put up a street stall.

Selling festival items.

They sell disposable clothes that can be worn and then thrown away.

Just because the festival was held, Fermaten’s game became active.

If the festival is a disaster, everyone will be disappointed and close their wallets, but if the festival is a success, they will empty their wallets.

While both merchants and the general public want to enjoy the festival.

‘It’ has finally appeared.

Thump, thump, thump.

A very large palanquin carried by eight giant golems.

Rather than a palanquin, it looked as if the stage had been torn from a concert hall and lifted up with a golem.

And the sculptures installed on the stage…

“Egg money!”

Something so obscene that even the people of Permaton were shocked.

Naked humans are kneeling, with their legs spread to the left and right, their upper bodies slightly pulled back, and their breasts supported from below with their hands, as if they are squeezing them.

That is the healthiest attitude.

Some people are standing and holding their chest from both sides, some people are making a heart shape with both hands on one side of their chest, and some people are crossing one arm over the other shoulder, showing off their armpits.

A so-called feast of sex appeal.

The sight had an absurdity that even those who tried to get used to Permaten’s sexual culture bomb could not get used to.

“It’s not even a public masturbation show. What is that?”

“Look carefully! It’s not masturbation!”

“Then what is that?! A man comes from behind and fucks me?”

“That’s not a person!”

“…Huh?”

People looked closely at those waiting to masturbate.

It was a very erotic posture, so my head turned for a moment, but when I looked closely, the posture was still rigid.

“That can’t be right…”


“Yes. It’s a rock. It’s a statue. It’s like marble…”

“Didn’t you put a curse on people to petrify them?! Permaten, you’ve finally crossed the line!”

“…Is your eye sprained? That’s a person? That’s crazy! Where do people all have the same body?!”

When I looked closely again, all 40 marble statues looked the same.

The face, the size of the chest, and even the shape of the lower mound.

Unfortunately, she was wearing something similar to panties because she could not expose her vagina, but depending on her posture, there was a marble statue with a clear ‘axe mark’left on it.

“Wow.”

“Isn’t that ‘Desmonica’?”

“What? The number one selling porn star?”

One by one, we began to notice the identity of the statues.

The statue was none other than Desmonica, the actress responsible for the top sales of Permaton porn videos.

She is decorating her stage in various poses.

As if, ‘like an extra’

Of course, the stage was completely stair-shaped.

On the lowest floor, the marble statue of Desmonica was spread out to the left and right, and on the upper floor, people were visible.

“Oh, over there!”

With someone’s exclamation, the main character of the festival appeared.

“Citizens of Permaten!” Good-looking men and women on the streets!”

Rouge Permaten.

He stood on top of the three-story stage wearing only black glasses and sunglasses and a pair of underwear.

Wow!!

The women screamed.

No one knows whether it is a scream of joy, a scream of shock at seeing the naked body of a man with a good body, or a scream of awe at seeing a big cock that panties cannot contain.

“Everyone, thank you for coming out to enjoy today’s festival! I’m sure you all came out prepared to get wet today!”

Rouge Permaten raised the cup of d’Arc in her hand.

The dark glass contained transparent water that was different from wine and Manamilk.

“Before the swimsuit contest, let’s get wet first! Wow!”

As Rouge Permaton raised her cup of d’Arc to her own head and poured, the eyes of the Desmonica marble statues began to sparkle.

And.

Pushuuut!!

A huge amount of water began to gush out from the marble statue’s chest.

People who were hit by the water sprayed in all directions were scared at first, but at first they were dumbfounded by the cool water that made them feel as if they were in a river or the sea.

But.

“Woah, wow!!”

People soon started going crazy about the stage, regardless of whether their hair and clothes were wet or not.

Bards holding musical instruments came up around Rouge Permaten, and they went on stage wearing only short-sleeved shirts and short-sleeved T-shirts rather than their usual thick robes.

“Quickly!”

Tadadadang.

The bards began to sing music at a completely different pace than the lyrical music they usually sing in bars, as if they were drunk.

“Get it wet–!”

As Rouge Permaten raised the glass of Vin d’Arc above his head, other beings appeared on the stage.

“Ooooo!!”

It is.

There were 40 swimsuits.

Correction. They were sea elves wearing 40 different swimsuits.

The sea elves, each wearing different swimsuits and eye masks covering their foreheads, eyes, and bridge of the nose, looked down at the humans with cold, deadly expressions.

“Wow!!”

“This is it! I want to grab that sea elf’s tits and shake them so hard!”

“I think my panties are going to be wet right now!”

When the blue-haired elves wearing silver accessories around their necks, wrists, and ankles appeared wearing only swimsuits, all the men cheered in unison.

“That, that! That’s the swimsuit I designed!!”

“Wow, fuck. Following a succubus, you control a sea elf? Is Rouge Permaton a monster tamer?”

Adventurers know very well how difficult the race of sea elves is to encounter.

They even know that the moment they grab them by their ankles and drag them into the sea, they will never be able to get out of the water.

But, rather than showing hostility toward humans, those sea elves are posing like that?

“Luge Permaton, is he a god who controls female demons?”

From the succubus to the sea elf siren.

I am shocked by Luge Fermaten’s ability to select and capture only female demons that are attractive to put a dick in.

“Dance, on!”

As soon as Luge Permaten clapped his hands, the bards began playing new music, and the sirens began dancing to the rhythm and beat.

Fierce.

They began to dance passionately and violently, like the pressure of water gushing from the statue of Desmonica below.

Shoot!

Behind the Siren, another stream of water bursts out like a fountain, and a huge lump of magical power flies toward the sky.

Pa—-ang!!

A water bomb exploded.

As if reminiscent of a fireworks display, magical power like an aurora explodes in the sky, creating a beautiful embroidery.

The sirens danced to it, and people began to enjoy the music as water fell from the sky.

“Huh?”

And something realized.

“This…Mana…?”

Grandpa.

I thought there was something strange about the taste of the water that touched my body, but I felt Mana’s unique refreshing energy.

“Could this be…A mana potion poured into it? Is that something like that?”

Shoot.

Water falling from the sky.

Even though the water was different from rain, but similar to rain, people started going crazy about music and rain.

“Get it wet ㅡㅡㅡㅡ!”

A blonde bunny girl appeared next to Rouge Permaten, her wet shirt sticking to her muscles.

A leotard swimsuit made of a swimsuit-like material, different from the usual bunny girl outfit.

“Next song! Change the beat!”

As soon as the bunny girl appeared, Rouge Permaten gave the order to change the music, and soon the bards corrected their posture and grabbed the strings of the lute again.

And.

With music so sticky that it felt like wet clothes, Count Rouge Permaten and the Knight Commander began dancing in the middle of the stage.

The dance was a very intense and sticky dance that could never be seen in social circles.

“Well, that’s not like having sex, right?”

“How could it be possible to have sex openly with so many people? They’re not even crazy…”

“…”

It looks like our lips will touch, or not.

The hands are already touching various parts of each other’s bodies and dancing as if caressing.

“Heh, heh heh…”

Far away.

Everyone watching the festival clicked their tongues.

“If we wear swimsuits, we can do boo-bi-boo like that…”

Moment.

The men looked at each other and gaped.

If.

What if the clothes that get caught in the rain down there are later called ‘swimsuits’?

What if not only men but also women come out and enjoy music?

“…”

Wouldn’t it be possible for them to be at odds with each other like Rouge Permaton and Commodore Laura over there?

“…I guess it’s not just a one-time thing, right?”

Such a festival must have the following:

Definitely.

* * *

The wholesome and bright sex balm, no, the Permaten water balm is over.

And today.

I’m about to see what I originally planned for a sticky, sexy, 29+ water bomb.

“The Sirens should have been presented in front of people with just this attitude. Don’t you think so?”

“Well, first of all, it’s not me…?”

“Of course.”

I stretched out my hand towards Jurdias, who was right in front of me, with his legs spread.

“You’re the only one who can hold me like this and fuck me, right?”

“Ugh…”

“Then slowly… “

Grandpa.

“Shall we fuck?”