Chapter 165 – Ep.11 – Anxiety
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“What the fuck!”
The thief’s passionate fury shakes the quiet forest out of nowhere. She can never contain the anger that boils inside her.
“Really… It’s absurd that I’m hanging out with idiots like you guys. Uh? Do you fill Daegalpak with pussy water instead of brain water? Seriously, these kids are all… !”
However, it is not without excuse for other women who are the target of anger. The witch takes advantage of the gap and zealously defends herself and puts her thief down.
“Then what about you!? What are you good at, why are you swearing at me like that! Let’s listen, let’s listen, really!”
“Are you really coming out as a red squad? This crazy bitch never does anything wrong! Did you grow old without an answer because you lived in a poor village all day long? It’s just always political. Stupid bitch.”
The thief, who doesn’t back down easily, and the witch, who is really pissed off by the thief’s low-level swear words, start staring at each other. Caught between them is a wolf with its tail erect.
“Everyone, stop! What are you doing in an unprecedented emergency! At times like this, calmly listen to the captain… !”
However, the angry women do not listen to the wolf’s words. No matter how much I raise my voice, nothing changes.
As such a situation continues, the article has no choice but to step in and try to mediate.
The young apprentice witch, who held her hand tightly, refused to let go of her hand, hoping that her sister would not get involved in such a fight.
“Everybody stop, stop! Fighting like this won’t change anything. I mean, fight in moderation!”
The knight nonetheless strides forward and intervenes in the battle of the women. Now, the four thieves, knights, witches, and wolves raise their voices and fight each other.
The fighting shows no signs of abating. Their bloody argument doesn’t seem to end until the man who disappeared returns.
“Everyone, if everyone wants to stop… “
Looking at them, the little witch cautiously opens her mouth. Of course, no one listens to her.
Even so, she’s a woman who won’t be ignored anywhere, but seeing that the people gathered are so well-known giants, she’s infinitely smaller.
“Just stop fighting and start searching quickly… I wish I could… “
The little witch speaks in a creeping voice. She’s not sure, but she’s not sure either.
The forest of the elves is filled with the thick waves of mana flowing from the World Tree. That’s why it’s not easy to read something from her with mana. Only elves who live their entire lives in the forest can do that.
“Oh, oh, oh… “
Her saintess approaches the worried little witch, sucking only her finger. Although she does not fit the image of a saint, she is a woman with scarlet hair who plays the role of a saint within the party.
She takes one of her thick cigars from her waistband and takes the little witch’s side. The little witch’s anxious gaze, swaying here and there, is directed at her saintess, but she doesn’t say anything and only smiles strangely.
“Is it okay if I smoke?”
She asks only one thing. She wonders if it’s okay to light the cigar she’s holding in her hand…
“No, do whatever you want. More than that, everyone is fighting like that, but how can we… “
Her impatient little witch voices her own opinions towards her saint. The little woman also seems to be secretly concerned about her man.
However, the saintess answered briefly.
“You shouldn’t wish for the impossible, Miss Eva.”
She lights her cigar. The tip is blackened and burned, and it gradually bursts out passionately in the exchange of exhalation and inhalation.
“Whoa… Sometimes you need to relax, so don’t worry too much and wait quietly.”
The first sip is carefully spat out, carrying Helen’s words. Something strong and hot overflows in her words.
“Oh no! But just let go and wait… ?”
Eva catches Helen, but Helen’s cigar is already generously lit and her smoke is rising.
“Then would you like to grab one?”
Helen stares at Eva as she munches her cigar. She’s trying to get her hand back to her waist…
“… That’s Okay.”
The conversation ends with Eva’s pouting words. Eva can’t understand Helen.
From the figure of Helen sitting quietly looking at Delrin, I could clearly feel a bittersweet feeling towards him.
She doesn’t understand Helen, who sits and smokes a cigar as if nothing happened.
Wasn’t he worried about Delrin getting into trouble?
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“Oooh…”
I hold on with the thought that everyone will come to save me, but
This…
No matter how much I endure and endure, there is no sign of an end.
‘If you’ve done this, it’s time to end it…’
The elves harass me to the point of being very persistent. Their hand movements and caresses never end.
And, at this point, I realize the true meaning of their sincere caress.
I couldn’t quite figure out why I was stimulating her ass area, but now it turns out that I was licking and sucking hard and stimulating her prostate area. Licking his back and pushing his fair and fair face backwards all had that meaning…
“Heh, heh…! Heh!”
Also, very strangely,
Semen does not stop even in this long and persistent ejaculation that seems to test the limits of the body.
For some reason, I don’t know why, but if it was usual, semen continued to spurt out even at the point where only the cock was flinching because the cum had been washed off a long time ago.
The conclusion I came to was that the milk of the elves had a strange effect.
“That’s right, that’s right. It’s cheap. Now, since you did a good job, shall we lie down again?”
“Heuuuuu!”
They serve Me diligently, as if performing a pious ceremony. I make it once, turn it over again, feed it hard, and squeeze it again…
“Hick! Heh!”
“That’s right, that’s nice… Come on, slow down…”
They even use their mouths now. She tugged her shiny blonde hair behind her ear and slammed her cock into her mouth.
After biting like that, the pee hole starts to be sucked and stimulated, but there is no way that the cock that has already been packed several times can overcome such stimulation.
Even sucking is different. Some swallow it all in their mouth and suck it, and some from the outside…
“Huuuuu…”
As if kissing Ji-ae with love, he kissed my cock on the other side, and with his tongue, he licked and sucked the area from the tip of the ball to the back of the glans, stimulating it. Like a massage to make sure the milk comes out well…
“Hey! Hey!”
“It’s cute, hehe…”
My head is dizzy from the caress that has gone beyond the already sensitive level and reached the point of torture. Even so, the elves patted me as if they were complimenting me, fed me hard, and kissed me…
‘Let’s finish it now…’
Compared to the rapes she’s been through so far, she’s infinitely kinder, but no matter how much it goes on like this, it’s to die for. It really tastes like dying. Really…
“Kkiheup… Keuk…”
“I guess that’s enough for now.”
“Ah, my baby. You did a good job. Come on, embrace your mother.”
“Erisha, it’s too much. I want to hug you too.”
Was it because of earnest prayer?
The elves hugged me after finally finishing everything. I don’t care about their soft bodies, and even tears of joy flow at the thought that everything is over…
“Come on, I’m going to go shower now. Wash well and sleep well. You’ll grow up quickly.”
“Since it doesn’t seem like they’ve adjusted yet, why don’t we gather together and sleep together? Human babies are timid, so they say they get lonely if they sleep alone…”
I don’t know what the heck he’s talking about, but he treats them like kids and makes plans among themselves.
I don’t have the strength to resist it, and I don’t think it will change even if I resist.
Just pray to god Please help me avoid this shit…
‘I think I know why I believe in God…’
As they become helpless and unable to do anything, they desperately need God’s help.
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The elves carefully picked me up and headed for a large building somewhere. I knew what it was as soon as I saw it.
Where everyone is naked, and steamy steam is leaking out…
‘Do elves use the bath as a group…?’
It was as if the elves from the entire village had gathered there. Dozens or hundreds…?
“Oh my, such a cute baby!”
“He looks like a child who needs to be taken care of with all his heart. He’s small, fragile…”
All of them are model-like girls, but I’m afraid because they look me up and down and say strange things.
As long as the mouth is released, I can just load it and bounce, but it’s hard to release it…
“Were you a good kid?”
“Yes. He’s a really nice kid. How cute and kind he is…”
…But suddenly I think of one thing.
Calling the man he caught out of nowhere a baby, feeding him milk, squeezing out his semen,
Then, with professional-looking tools, the body is also tied up…
‘I don’t think these bastards have done this once or twice…’
