Chapter 594 – 008 BAD ENDING 001 the Warrior Who Became the Property of the Dragon [Fantasy/Mannequin Painting]
“Uh… Uh… What is this…”
It wasn’t terribly embarrassing, as it was recommended that users wear clothes that always show their belly button to ensure a smooth ride. It was strangely ticklish.
Just when I thought it was itchy, it became okay again.
The dragon that created the armor remembered the teaching that one should not give even the slightest hint. I understood the voice I just heard to be talking to myself instead of a question.
Rather than just telling you the purpose and principles. There was nothing to put on, so it was more urgent to look at something new that had appeared in the empty hallway.
Something that had been blocking Fafnir from remembering the dragon’s mindset was completely broken through.
The stopper that disappeared without a trace had been preventing the silver dragon from coveting other people’s treasures, so there was no problem in saying it was a survival instinct.
The reason why Mehisha was evaluated as a great work was due to something other than his appearance and his stance as a warrior.
At first, it was just a varnish applied to gold coins to prevent them from rusting. What Silver Dragon wanted to display was not a gold coin, but a bottle of polish.
“So. I can just stand here all day?”
“…”
A pleasant polish that made my empty heart shine. Of course, I didn’t want to drop it.
But a contract is a contract… Today I realized for the first time how unpleasant it is to admit the fact.
“Yes… Eh…”
It was clear that even if he had fallen to the ground begging for his life as soon as he saw the hero, he wouldn’t have been this uncomfortable.
Rather than feeling satisfied that the operation was successful or that the survival plan was completed, I felt uncomfortable that the remaining time, expressed as a whole day, was gradually decreasing.
However, it wasn’t a waste of time. Until Mehisha, who felt embarrassed because she was staring so intently, avoided her gaze. Even with his head turned away, the Silver Dragon continues to use his equipment. I looked at the warrior wearing dragon armor.
“It’s not inconvenient, right? Mehisha? I cast a magic similar to a stone gargoyle so that you won’t feel uncomfortable even if you keep standing…”
“I see.”
“Great… Isn’t it great?”
You don’t need to eat or sleep to stay alive. The explanation is that there is no problem even if you stand in the same position for a long time. Ahem! I got a different reaction from the Silver Dragon who spoke proudly.
“That’s… How amazing is it?”
What Fafnir explained to the human-shaped [ ] Was the same as when he brought out a 10x sensitivity potion as a secret weapon in front of an exorcist wearing a bodysuit hunting anti-demons.
The Great Devil, who understood that he was not lying, explained that hunger and the desire to sleep were eliminated as per the terms of the contract.
Comfort or satisfaction. Even if I wanted to tell you what the detailed figures were that were expressed as fun or entertainment, I didn’t know.
Even if I knew, I wouldn’t have told you, but only I could check other people’s status windows, and even small, unimportant status details.
“Then please work hard, Hero Mehisha.”
“…”
Mehisha, who could speak the status window, stood still.
The shame that appeared on the outside was swallowed up by the gorgeous dragon armor.
When there was still an hour left in the day’s part-time job, the great devil Fafnir appeared in the hallway again.
Although I understood the expression “All day” As exactly 24 hours. I didn’t know whether the reference point should be set from the moment the contract was written or the moment it stood on the pedestal.
The Hero Mehisha was proudly displayed at the end of the Silver Dragon’s gaze, which had been just appreciating art for an hour.
“…”
Thanks to this, the Silver Dragon was now able to clearly see the exposed navel and the parts that were embarrassing to look at.
Naturally, there was no evidence engraved on the lower abdomen of the confident, busty blonde warrior that it belonged to someone.
The person whose desire for comfort and fun was ‘fixed’ had no idea. The Silver Dragon of the Floren Continent, where everyone had declared the demons to be public enemies, had a different opinion.
How, and when would her sister’s shiny, clean drawing paper without any fluff become dirty? It was terrible to even imagine.
It was decided from the beginning what to do with her sister, who did not respond to touching her private parts or even to pressing and patting her private parts with her fingers.
“The day is over!”
“…”
“Ha! Lu! It’s over! Sister Mehisha!”
“… Huh?! But… Already?”
Right now. Not today.
Of course, it won’t be tomorrow or the next day. Fafnir was in no hurry. There was no need to panic so much.
Because… Her older sister gave her armor made with magic that only dragons can use. Even if it’s tomorrow, when I ask her to come over when I have time, she wears it as a gift… So…
Having a sister, having your first possession, everything. It was only a matter of time.
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“Fafnil. Are you there?”
“I’m glad you came again, Sister Mehisha.”
From the moment the owner changed, the small gate of the Silver Dragon, which had never welcomed a guest, opened happily.
The one who came was Mehisha, a hero who is said to have been summoned from another world to defeat the Demon King. It’s a bit strange to describe it as a part-time job, but it was exactly as it was on display in the hallway.
Although Mehisha was standing still in the castle hallway, her breasts confidently sticking out.
She was far from ready to let go of everything.
If her mind was that weak, she would not have liked Fafnil, and it was natural that she would have been consumed by her pride as an object sent by the spaceship before being converted into [], And would have deleted the useless part of self-awareness from herself.
“It’s here, so check it out. Mehisha. … Sister.”
Young silver dragon. The Great Devil Fafnir was smart.
Since I figured out that the reason for always having a bag of gold coins on my person was reverse summoning, the way to make the hero come back was simple.
What is the condition of the gold coin? What is the content and ratio? I received so many hints that I thought it might be intentional.
“Oh! This thing bends even if you press it gently?! Thank you, Fafnil.”
“… It’s okay to say thank you. We’re in a relationship, right?”
I put back a comment about how all coins fold like paper for the older sister who was evaluated as the strongest warrior.
The reason Fafnir, who could have looked at the decorations installed in the hallway, such as magic armor, for 24 hours was not there was because he was satisfied with the magic mirror.
It wasn’t that I was truly satisfied, but it was because I summoned as many low-level familiars as I could to understand what the hero, who had been dropping a lot of hints, wanted and to create it.
Even the kingdom’s gold coins, which would be wrong to call them half-iron pieces, and the golden candlesticks that had lost their value thanks to the true work were all melted.
All impurities were filtered out and made into high purity gold.
After the Silver Dragon came down from the pedestal, he showed the newly created gold coin to Mehisha, whose ‘tireless’ magic effect was over.
It was not a cheap polish, but a gold coin shining with the luster of gold itself.
It’s not as much gold as the Great Devil really wants. It was sparkling.
There is no reason to suddenly be reverse summoned. There was absolutely no chance of disappearing from this world, but I was worried about that, so I thought it was something that would reassure my sister, who carried the gold coin around, so it wasn’t like it wasn’t worth the effort.
Fafnir chose an offer instead of an exchange.
When you collect gold coins, instead of converting them into pure gold coins with impurities filtered out, they are convenient to carry around. The conditions were changed to say that future compensation would be paid in this shiny gold coin.
Although it was a decision she made because if she did, her older sister would go to cut off her demon lord’s head to collect more gold coins. It was meaningless as I thought it would end once Mehisha cleared the heroine’s goal of defeating the demon lord.
Even if the conditions were unfavorable, it was possible to unilaterally change the content so that the other party had an absolute advantage.
I don’t know if it’s enough, but the Great Dragon Demon has secured time.
The time secured is until the moment when the contents of the pouch that the female warrior Mehisha always carries on her body are replaced with the gold coins she created.
The dragon, along with his familiars, explained to the hero the effort that goes into creating pure gold coins and calculated the remaining time.
One month was a little short of time.
I received a lot of gold coins. Hero Mehisha, who returned with the dragon’s magic armor, once again accepted a part-time job at the Great Devil.
“This is 2 days in a row, right? Please take care of me, Mehisha.”
“I don’t know if this is right since I’m not doing anything… Take care, Fafnil.”
Even before I climbed up to the pedestal, I had no intention of coming out and defeating the demon lord until my pockets were full.
Self-proclaimed arch-devil. In the hallway of Silver Dragon Fafnir’s castle, a big-breasted blonde warrior has appeared again.
One to two days. What doubled could triple at any time.
“Two days in a row means you have to look at the same posture twice, right?”
“Right… Right?”
The first thing she asked for was Mehisha, who only closed and opened her eyes for a day. Fafnir was able to add conditions within a range that was acceptable.
“It’s not fair, sister? But I know it’s strange, but I asked for it… Could you at least change my posture?”
“… That’s okay.”
A demon that must be defeated. The female warrior who agreed to stand like an ornament in the devil’s castle agreed to allow the Silver Dragon to change her pose.
All you have to do is blink your eyes and it’s over. It was only after that the warrior began to understand the strange satisfaction that had existed for a long time.
The devil’s whispers, which were reasonable but had begun to have slightly different directions, also changed in earnest from that day.
“Do you want me to make it twice as big? Well… I don’t mind if Mehisha wants to do it, but then I can’t change my outfit, right?”
“Even if you say that, you were only wearing the armor I made, right?”
“That’s… An outfit I like! While it’s on display… In the castle hallway, will you let me change my outfit as I please? Sister? I’ll… Display it outside, but that’s later!”
On the surface, there is no problem with this proposal. However, it was a regulation that could be interpreted in various ways.
Where and how it can be exploited. Although the number of cases was enormous. Fafnil was satisfied with just the sight of her older sister standing proudly, wearing nothing.
The power to change her fixed posture was the same as saying she didn’t have to keep her sister like her stiff stone gargoyle.
When she pressed her fingers against her sister’s now oily skin, her natural softness returned instead of its hardness.
Change clothes, change posture. Silver Dragon, who succeeded in adding those two rights to the contract, began to gradually relieve the instincts he had been suppressing.
-Pang♥
The dragon’s thick tail hit the breast of an ornament that was just standing in the hallway.
Unlike the first day, her breasts, which had not lost their elastic softness, honestly accepted Fafnil’s expression of affection.
“How are you? It doesn’t hurt, right? Sister Mehisha?”
“…”
As the time spent standing as an ornament increased, the warrior who renewed the contract once more did not react.