Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 16

Chapter 16 - Episode 16 Round 2-6

"What do you want? First..."

Jiha pretended to think, but revealed what she had already decided.

"For now, let's take a break today, and I'll decide the rotation after that. I'll decide when to fight and how many matches, so you just write them down."
"..."

This was a natural condition.
When Enlil did not object, she made the following condition.

"Next is limited freedom. If you are in this city of Warris, I will allow you to roam freely."
"Then it would have been more noticeable..."
"It's not like I'm going out every day. Please tolerate going around using your name like this time."

Enlil frowned at her.

"On the day I sell my name and do whatever I want, and then I have an accident..."
"Don't be so obvious. It would only be good for you if I got involved in troublesome things and got disposed of."

Now, this negotiation was a secret contract to obtain privileges that transcended social rules.
He extorted as much authority as possible from Enlil, but this negotiation had to be kept secret.

"I'm just going to get some fresh air. Oh, and be aware that I may be carrying other commons with you."
"What?"
"I take care of myself. If someone else makes an accident, I'll be in trouble too."
"..."

Enlil reluctantly nodded his head.

"Is this what it is?"
"Also, the accommodation and the barracks are a bit inconvenient to stay in, so I'll sleep here from time to time. Get me a room."
"What?"

A strong reluctance flashed across Enlil's face.
It was the sound that her underground would come into her living sphere.

"What if you come in and out as you please and forgive others for misunderstanding?"
"It's okay if people don't notice you. Even that maid doesn't look light on her mouth."
"..."
"Sometimes."

When her subterranean spoke strongly, Enlil really reluctantly gave her a nod.
She hated this more than the previous two conditions.

'If I do this, I won't move lightly again.'

A guy you don't want to see could suddenly come to your house one day and go to bed.
It was a provision aimed at psychological pressure.

'I'm going to be mindful of the fact that I can come to you on my own. And if I don't come to you, you'll lose your mind. Ironically, there is also a psychological trap of being grateful for the situation where I don't come.'

I was able to intimidate Enlil moderately.

"What next?"

Enlil asked with her weary face.
This is the place where you have to listen unilaterally depending on the situation, not your strength and grade.
It was very strange to Enlil.

"Other than that, just go about your business as usual. Don't outright avoid me, and don't even try to quit my officer. Don't make excuses and send a succubus instead."
"..."
"This is a condition for you."

Enlil had a face telling her not to talk bullshit, but she was sincere.

"You want someone else to know that something happened between you and me?"
"..."
"Don't show off. If you don't want to arouse suspicion from others, you have to live as usual."

Enlil hated it, but soon understood.
What if Enlil, who was in charge of the charge, suddenly distanced himself even in the middle of the underground losing streak?
It could have seemed strange to those around him.

"My conditions are this much for now..."

He needed a place to meet the succubus Yura again, but that wasn't something Enlil could do for him.
No, you can, but things will get complicated.
It would be better for Yura to take a different route.
Enlil, who believed that the negotiations were over, let out a sigh of relief, and Jihaga threw up his words.

"Now, shall we talk about your condition?"
"... What?"
"Isn't this a negotiation?"

Underground relaxedly spread his palms.

"You really thought I was unilaterally threatening you? Even if you misunderstand that, it's serious."
"..."
"I came to talk about getting along with each other."

As her underground smirked, Enlil's face was renewed with anger.
From her point of view, she was harassed by a guy who was worse than a bug, and now she is in a situation where she has to negotiate on an equal footing.

'Let's defrost it a bit.'

Enlil hates him. It can't be helped.
It's strange to accept the sudden reversed hierarchy.
So she makes the illusion that she was negotiating rather than being unilaterally threatened.
In order to prevent Enlil from ending up as a judge.

"Now, tell me."

This negotiation is unilaterally advantageous to the underground,
For there is little Enlil can take from him.
When the weak gain strength, they can plunder the once strong. But what does the rich get from the beggar?
Enlil said coldly.

"Kill it."
"Everyone dies."
"I want to die as soon as possible. As miserable as possible."
"I don't know if I can answer your wish."

Jiha responded smirkingly to Enlil's emotional remarks.
Enlil, barely holding back his anger, went to the main topic.

"The matter of that night must not be leaked. The moment it enters my ears... I won't let you live."
"That's normal."

A shackle that was placed around the leopard's neck.
On the day of release, it was not strange to kill the basement and commit suicide.

"..."

Enlil pondered even more, then he made an annoyed face.
It was only now that she realized that she couldn't get it from the basement.
I said it was a negotiation, but it was one-sided.
After thinking for a while, Enlil hesitated before opening his mouth.

"From now on... Don't ever touch me again."
"Isn't it wrong to ask for a hand?"
"I would have said he would kill me if I made fun of him one more time."

As Enlil spoke savagely, he shook his head underground.

"Oh, that won't work."
"What?"

Enlil looked down into the underworld with a mixture of amazement, contempt, and more vague emotions on her face.
If it had been before, she would have displayed only extreme disgust, like seeing bugs.
Now it was the gaze of an animal in heat.
Enlil assumed that her animal, not knowing her subject, could not forget her affair of that night and wanted to hold her again.
The basement said sullenly.

"Are you sure I was so engrossed in your body that I couldn't sleep at night and my back was shaking?"
"... What if not?"

Enlil, who had been stabbed precisely, was very displeased.
She spread her hands lightly in the basement.

"Did you come and win? Then you, the officer in charge, should dedicate yourself."
"... What?"

It was the argument that since Jiha had defeated Bow Jing, Enlil should allow her body.
Like last night
Enlil was stunned, but aimed his sword.

"It was a one-time thing. More than anything... I don't remember allowing my body to you! You just violated me by using witchcraft!"
"As you do it, you like it, so you make excuses for the subject that has been brought to you."
"..."

Enlil rose from her seat with a sad face.

"One of her arms is blown off, but she doesn't die. No, I'll cut off that lower leg."
"Have you forgotten that you promised to be embraced by me anytime with the honor of the Dark Elves? But the second one looks like this."
"..."

Underground slowly got up from the sofa.
Enlil drew his sword and glared at him with a cold gaze.
If the underground approached even a little, he would attack immediately, like a poisonous snake.
Even if he couldn't kill the underground, he intended to cut off his limbs.

"After..."

But he laughed softly in the basement.
If it was Enlil in the past, he would have gone ahead without hesitation.
Indeed, even now, Enlil is stronger than Underground.
But the last thing, the thing that gave in and was hugged by the basement, was binding her limbs.
Moreover, it was completely shrunken by the addition of the unilateral driving in today's negotiations.
Now, the angry face and the burning gaze were nothing more than a desperate attempt to hide one's own weakness.

'I'm going to have to press down one more time here...'

Enlil believes that she was ambushed the other time, that it will be different if she fights again.
She smashes and presses down what she is preparing for, and after that she does not dare to rebel against the underground.
Better to hug

As Ji-ha made up her mind, blood began to flow right down her lower leg.
Enlil, who was at her own house, was attired comfortably. She was wearing a light see-through shirt over a black bra covering her breasts and triangular black panties.

She said, 'Even though she usually walks around with her full butt bare. Next time she'll try wearing a battle outfit.'

Her subterranean desire At her childish gaze, Enlil unwittingly tied her apron with her remaining hand.
It was a response that clearly showed the psychological dominance relationship.
A strong woman is fearful at heart, and a relatively weak man exposes her teeth to devour them again.

"I promise I won't take issue with the bullshit I just talked about if you go back quietly..." ..."

She struggled to make a strong voice, but her content itself was not Enlil-like.
She was passive, unlike Enlil, who was constantly swayed by the underground, and she was afraid that the events of that night would repeat themselves.
Because of her pride, she doesn't want to admit it, so she's just putting up her angry face.
And her psychological defense mechanism hardens her body.

"You, didn't you see me fighting the second round?"
"What?"

The moment Enlil asked, her underworld lightly stepped in front of her.
At the approach of the subterranean, Enlil reflexively thrust his sword forward.
It was a conditioned reflex that came out during nervousness in order to prevent being harassed like the last time.
However, even though his body was stiff, his unique grade, stabbing sword was so fast that he could not be seen.
If it had been underground before, she would have been helpless.

Knock!

If only I hadn't been caught by the shadow hand that came out of the shadows underground.
Enlil's attacks were quick and powerful, but he was too honest because he was conditioned.
A sword attack is a slash or stab.
Her basement had set a trap, predicting that if approached with her breasts out, she would inadvertently poke in and come.

"What..."

In an unexpected situation, when her hand was caught in her shadow hand, Enlil looked down in incomprehension.
But even if it's rotten, it's unique grade, Enlil's right arm was tied and his left fist loaded with his magic stretched out all the way forward.
It was a reflex action brought about by his long combat experience.

"Therefore..."

However, Jiha had already turned to the side to avoid it.
If you tie her sword, you can't even expect her to attack empty-handed.
Jiha dug back to avoid Enlil's successive attacks and opened his mouth without hesitation.

Kwaduk!

"Oh!!"

Enlil's body fluttered as his blood spattered. The underground had driven its fangs into the nape of Enlil's neck.
I shove my teeth into his smooth brown skin and drink his blood to my heart's content.
The blood that flowed into the underground mouth was immediately converted into red magic and permeated sweetly.

"Aww!"

Enlil struggled hastily, but it was no use as he was caught behind him. Moreover, the Shadow Hand continued to hold Enlil's arm and interfered with it.

"Ka-ah. Ugh."

The movement to separate the basement slowly faded.

All the way, all the way

A strange blood-sucking tone began to resonate in the lounge.

"Huh, huh. Ah..."

The matured brown female body twitched.
Her subterranean, who was drinking her blood, grabbed Enlil's breast with one hand and squeezed it. Her captivated woman breathed heavily and could not push her subterranean hand away.
As I forcefully tortured her voluptuous breasts, which were still quite enough to be held in her hand, her moans of pain flowed out.

"Ugh, ha ha..."
"..."

As the taste of her blood filled her lips, Jiha calmly parted her lips.
As her subterranean released and withdrew, Enlil collapsed and breathed heavily.
He didn't seem to have the strength to stand up.

"It's smaller than last time..."

The amount converted to magic attribute was clearly small. The basement realized why.

'Enlil hasn't been washing the last time, so if he sucks more than this, he'll die.'

Shouldn't her blood donation be cycled?
Convinced, the underground turned its gaze to Enlil.
As she sat down and took her painful breath, she blurted out her eyes.
At the end of her gaze was the missing sword.
Enlil effortlessly stretched out her hand for her sword.
The basement, which had been watching from her retreat, called briefly.

"Enlil."

Enlil, about to take her sword, flinched and turned around.
Her flushed cheeks, she tried hard to hide her excitement, but what lingered in her eyes was strong lust.
Her subterranean back on her couch flicked her fingers.

"Come on. I will make you cute."


Her subterranean reached out her hand towards her fallen Dark Elves.
Like calling a dog