Chapter 470 – Chapter 470: Yosaren Capture Battle-5
Sarasa examined the face of the basement.
To read his heart, to see through.
But Jiha took her hand and walked ahead without a katabuta.
As she walked back to the camp, Sarasa smiled in repentance as she was guided by a rough hand.
‘My cheek hurts, but from now on it’s different…’
He was a man with a terrifyingly extraordinary head, but he was a guy with a bottom anyway.
No matter how much he pushes her, he can’t kill her. No, he’s trying to have fun before killing.
A man cannot kill her beauty without her will. Especially if it’s a beauty like her, the succubus queen.
‘Now reversed…’
Sarasa was pleased with her heart, but she acted angrier.
“Wait, where are you going? What are you going to do?”
After all, there’s only one thing a man thinks about while holding a woman’s hand.
He’ll throw you on the bed and then try to force yourself up.
Even as Sarasa pointed it out, she pretended to take his hand away and pretended not to be dragged away.
Originally, isn’t the male supposed to be more inflamed when the female pretends to resist?
Once in bed, Sarasa was completely confident.
Because her special ability is…
“Don’t be a jerk and follow me.”
“… Don’t be so scary.”
Sarasa, pretending to be terrified and unable to win, was dragged back to the camp by Jiha.
The succubuses who were talking with Yura made strange faces when they saw Sarasa being dragged and dragged by the underground and its hands.
Jiha ignored it and told Yura.
“Send everything back at once.”
If this is the case, Yura will take care of it.
Sarasa also looked at the other succubuses telling them not to worry. She tells her no matter how rough she tries to get on the bed, she’s a male anyway.
Underground dragged Sarasa past the camp.
The soldiers who were watching the guards looked at the basement and Sarasa being dragged in with a questioning gaze.
But who’s to say what the underground does?
Everyone in her kept her mouth shut and only turned her head away to pretend she didn’t see them.
The basement stopped in front of the command barracks and let go of Sarasa’s wrist.
Sarasa squeezed her wrists and shook her head.
“Isn’t it really too rough for a woman? Live a little…”
“Kneel down.”
“… Huh?”
Her face, the Sarasa she had expected to come inside her barracks and attack her, hardened as she smiled.
“Get down on your knees.”
“Now, wait. Here?
Sarasa gave an awkward smile.
Her special ability was very secretive, and it was difficult unless it was just the two of them.
Starting in front of others must be stopped unconditionally.
“… I hate it as much as that. Please.”
Sarasa spoke earnestly with a face about to cry, but Jiha remained calm.
“If you don’t kneel on the floor, your neck will roll on the floor.”
“…”
Do you want to kneel on the dirt floor?
Sarasa knelt while watching the guards in the barracks.
‘I pretended to do it for a while, and then I asked to somehow get into the barracks…’
With her knees on the floor, her palms on the dirt floor. Her face turned red as Sarasa took a pose for the man to enjoy behind her.
Her white hips swayed charmingly, but the basement was chilly.
“Raise your arms.”
“… What?”
“Why do you make me repeat the same thing over and over again? How many lives do you have?”
Sarasa wondered what the hell it was, what position she was going to start with, but she raised her arm as her basement did.
“Listen up properly.”
Sarasa, who was doing as instructed, realized something was wrong.
I think I’ve seen her kneeling and holding her arms vertically, somewhere.
‘… Wait, this.’
“Fix it as it is. If your arms go down, your neck will fly too.”
After saying that, Jiha went inside the barracks alone.
“…”
Sarasa, who was left behind, blinked his eyes in bewilderment.
What is this?
This is just… Aren’t you being punished?
Like punishing a child, making them raise their arms.
Sarasa looked at the barracks in amazement.
No, what is she doing by putting her beau on her ass and stepping inside her ass? Is she hiding another woman?
Sarasa is upset and she is at a loss, but her basement comes out again.
‘Well then…’
She’s going to humiliate her a bit. She originally had some guys with procedures before getting on the bed.
In the end, it should be said that a man can read properly only when he includes bed life…
Jiha put the sign he had brought out around Sarasa’s neck.
The sign was written briefly.
I am being punished for fooling around.
“…”
What’s this!!
Sarasa gnashed her teeth internally, but she held back.
Ji-ha is probably just trying to humiliate her for a moment anyway. … Right?
“… Hey, Mr. Underground?”
“Why are you pretending to be friends?”
The underground cut coldly and warned.
“Try to hold on by lowering your arms or using magical powers. Know that your neck is up there.”
The basement told the guards guarding the barracks.
“Hey, if he tricks you, cut his throat.”
“Yes, I understand!”
“…”
… Are you serious? Are you kidding?
Sarasa forced a laugh, but she went back into the basement barracks.
‘… It’s just to humiliate me. Will you come out in a little while and take me to bed? You just have to be patient. A little bit…’
Sarasa didn’t erase her smile. Wasn’t she not treated badly by her?
She is the one who led her people through the era of man-eating monsters.
Sarasa gritted her teeth.
Hoping that her basement will come out and call her back sooner or later.
If he knew what kind of man the underground was, he thought he wouldn’t have done it.
Morning.
Jiha, who woke up, got up from his seat.
‘Well then…’
Perhaps within today, human and stone giants will send envoys as well.
‘First, use the Snow Queen to openly threaten Yosaren, then sneak the succubus in to proceed with the plan…’
A well-dressed underground came out of the barracks.
“Ha, ha ha. Ha ha…”
Sarasa was still holding her trembling arm.
In the morning she awoke, her soldiers were buzzing watching her from a distance.
Sarasa’s pride and face were completely crumpled at the sight of her real town sights.
Most of all, she doesn’t feel anything anymore after holding her arm for hours.
Haha, haha…”
Her arm, which continued to tremble in an awkward way, asked the escort.
“Hey, is he still alive?”
“Her arm is not down.”
“You didn’t even use your magic?”
“Yes, following the commander’s orders, the vigilantes kept an eye on us.”
“Okay? Good job.”
Sarasa heard her subterranean voice and slowly tried to turn around, then leaned her upper body in front of her.
As she tried to stop it, her palm touched the ground.
“Ah…”
It happened because I was trying to move suddenly after holding on to a fixed position.
Underground said lightly.
“Is your arm down?”
“…”
Sarasa tried to lift her arm again, breathing heavily. But her shoulders twitched and she couldn’t get up.
It would be a little better if I used magic, but the underground blocked that too.
… Wouldn’t she kill her?
Sarasa was swearing at her in her own words.
“That guy is pervert! Pervert! It’s a pervert that a beauty like me loves to weep while drinking her dust! Madman!”
“…”
Sarasa looked around her basement in amazement.
She mistook the rest of her exhausted mind for speaking the words in her mind, but her subterranean voice was the sound of her own mouth.
“… Is written on her face?”
“Ha ha, ha ha…”
Sarasa made her face in her malice and lowered her arm abruptly.
The man who is playing with her completely in the palm of her hand, if she’s going to die anyway, she just dies.
Sarasa glared at her basement with her wrathful eyes.
“Wash up and come. The sign is still hanging.”
“…”
“Can’t you move?”
She nodded to the female guard in the basement.
“He can’t move, so take him and wash him.”
Securing a water source was an essential item for the military, and most tribes valued cleanliness because the water supply facilities were well maintained in Wordsland.
Haha, haha…”
Sarasa, who was breathing heavily, pushed aside her soldier who was trying to support her, and set off on her own feet.
I don’t care if I see strange things around me.
“You have guts.”
It’s worth using if you don’t roll your head.
She is overconfident about her face and body, but she is objectively good looking.
She also puts the interests of her succubus first, not just using her body and brain for her own advancement.
There is evil and gang in the woman who led and survived the weak succubus, in her splendid beauty and coquetry that seduces men.
“It’s worth taming in moderation.”
She deserves a decent load.
The basement was satisfied and went into the barracks.
As Ji-ga was receiving the morning report from the barracks, a washed Sarasa came in.
All night long she was brought in where she wanted to be, but she had no sense of accomplishment on Sarasa’s face.
What was young about her beautiful face was a wariness of the underworld, the miasma of the weak and fear of the strong.
Underground whistled
“Now you have a nice face.”
“… What is your intention?”
Sarasa sighed and squeezed her arm.
She was in real pain as if her arm had been cut off.
“Do you have any pervert hobbies that make you happy while watching women suffer? I don’t have it yet, but if you roll it, it might happen. Try.”
“…”
At her mockery, Sarasa bites her lip.
She was the one who seduced and used countless men and abandoned them when her honeydew ran out, but she could not catch the underground species.
She held out her documents from the basement.
“Move the succubuses as written here. The priority of women who need to be approached is written. Watch as much as possible.”
“… Over there.”
“It doesn’t give you a lot of time. It just needs to fit the job. Pick a target and make it a sleeping relationship within a day.”
“…”
Sarasa sighed.
“I think there is a big misunderstanding about the succubus… We’re not that lewd race. Even so, it is a very limited situation. It’s absolutely not that we just want everyone to sleep…”
“Yura is next to me, don’t I know that?”
“…”
“But people in Wordsland misunderstand succubuses that way. A woman who sleeps easily, a woman who doesn’t care about women, a woman who is attractive but gives back easily.”
Said the underground.
“You use that prejudice. These targets do not suspect that they are succubuses even when approached by succubuses, and even if their sexual intercourse is suddenly established.”
“…”
“Because it is a succubus, it is promiscuous. She’s an easy woman because she’s a succubus. She uses that irresponsible preconceived notion to bring down Yosaren.”
Sarasa unknowingly made her body tremble.
A little anger, more excitement than that.
I get the feeling that the basement is planning something crazy.
“Wait, what the heck…”
“Sir.”
Brang suddenly came in and reported.
“The human side sent a representative. I would like to meet and talk to you.”
“Bring it.”
Jiha responded immediately and looked at Sarasa quietly.
“Wouldn’t you like to give a blow to the world that despises you and your people?”
I swung all the whips at the woman who rolled her hair.
Now twist it with carrots.
