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Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 577

Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 577

Chapter 577 – Chapter 577 Return to Warris-12

The moment the basement was driven into it, Shirel’s inner flesh clung to it and tightened it.

“Ugh, hehe. It’s okay.”

Sherrell, who continued to tease her, convulsed as she was crushed under the basement.
Underground sighed, but hugged Shirel’s head and caught her breath.

“… So don’t overdo it.”
“Ugh, ugh. Oh, it doesn’t hurt?”

Even if you treat the pain and body, there is no way you can accept a man well overnight.
It was a little wet, but the basement was too rough to put it in.

“…”

Underground didn’t move right away with the gourd, and he touched and massaged the entire body of Shirel.

“Ugh, uhm. Hmmm.”

Long after Sirell’s breathing subsided.
Then Cheryl laughed and pressed the back of his head underground.

“Look, you don’t even know how to use your waist.”
“Who was it that was crying in pain?”
“Because it’s you, you endure the pain.”

Suddenly, the sound of a man’s chest heating up.
The close-knit Sirell kissed the basement and whispered.

“… Fool, don’t you know that much about women’s hearts?”
“You know too well to ride?”
“You should have asked me to stay by your side just to say I love you, you would never say that.”
“…”

Cheryl whispered, stroking her subterranean hair gently, continuing to kiss her.

“At the same time, he thinks of me, cares for me, and worries about getting sick. It looks like a big dog is guarding it, not a man.”
“Dogs can’t do that. No, can you?”
“… I’m asking you to see me as a woman too. Don’t keep being sad.”
“… It’s because it’s precious.”

When Sirell whispered, Jiha said without even realizing it.
She was good at handling and petting women in the basement, but her treatment of Cheryl was different because she was not just a woman, but a mixture of complex emotions.
Sherrell himself had just pointed it out.

Cheryl burst out laughing at her.

“That’s sukmaek. Pretend you don’t know, you can shamelessly close your eyes. Since she has made a big success, it would have been okay if she just looked at me and asked me to listen…”
“That is ingratitude.”
“Umm, is pushing it like this to repay the favor?”

Sirell struggled to lift her leg and wrapped it around her underground waist.
Closer to each other.
She let out a groan from the basement as the gap between her legs clung tightly.

“What I received was… You pay with your body.”
“Ah, ha… It feels good, so it’s right to repay the favor.”

The phallus pushed further into the woman’s tickling flesh, and the cheeks of the basement, which had been holding back the whole time wanting to move, stiffened.
Cheryl pressed the cheek of the basement.

“Do not hold back… Just love me as a woman.”
“… Mmm.”

Sherrel reflexively frowned at her as her basement lifted her waist, pulled it out, and pushed it lightly.
A sharp pain spreads inside.
She said as she bit her lips and held Cerel’s head tightly as she felt the pain as the hard man ripped open her insides again.

“… If you can’t stand it, tell me.”
“Uh, uh, ah, if you can’t stand it, ah, ah. … Cheap.”

Her underground head heats as well as Cheryl tries her best to pretend nothing is wrong.
Cheryl showed her heart to this extent and she couldn’t take it any longer.

Woowook. Suwook.

She thought of her body as much as possible, pulled it out slowly, and pushed it in more slowly.

“Ah, ha, ah…”

With her eyes tightly closed, Cirel’s breathing becomes sharp and sweetly gasping.
When I touched her sweaty forehead with her underground hand, she trembled in shock.
In fact, it wasn’t usually her maiden thing to do, as Sirel dragged her downstairs and teased her.
It was very unreasonable to treat the underground as usual, and to understand the feelings of men.
It would have been scary and embarrassing to open your legs and greet the underground.

“Cyrell… “
“Yes, yes, underground.”

As the basement kissed, Cirelle gasped as she opened her lips.
She gave up pretending to be calm and strong, and as a woman who just got to know a man, she is ashamed and happy.

“Ah, ha ha.”

Let’s hold the beautiful breasts that shake every time a man pushes and pulls them and rub them.

“Yeah, ugh.”

As Cheryl’s voice melts, so does her lower lip.
Tickling tickling, whispers tightening and rubbing her phallus like a joke.

Hooked Wormwood. Hooked Wormwood.

“Ah, ha, ah, ah. Ha ha.”

As her subterranean movements became more earnest, Syrel’s breathing became shorter and quicker.
The basement propped her bed with both her hands, lowering and raising her waist, her chest heating up as she looked down at Cheryl.

Haha. Ah…”

I thought I wanted to make this woman who groans from below every time I cut and pull it happy.
Even so, her desire to bury herself endlessly in this tickling inner flesh lingers.

“Yeah, ugh.”

Sherrel, who closed her eyes tightly and fumbled with her hand, pressed her to the side of her own head and took her underground wrist.
She then narrowed her eyes and looked down with her eyes wet with pain and pleasure.

“… Hmm.”

Her basement lowered her head and moved her waist faster as she kissed her Cheryl.
The woman’s inner flesh is completely released, and I can feel her tightening and tickling.
She could tell enough from Shirel’s reaction, when she trembled whenever the man pulled it out, that her body was getting hotter.

“Yeah, uh uh uh, yup. Oops Whoops. Uhhhhh.”

Cheryl was embarrassed and struggled to hold back her voice, but she could tell by the trembling of her hands, the tight grip of her grip on her subterranean wrist and the tightening of her cunt.

“Um, umm.”

At the woman’s climax, her basement continued to push her lower back as she satisfied.

“Ah, ah. Oh. Alas.”

She trembled, unable to contain her moaning, as the man continued to fuck her right after reaching her climax.
She gets very excited when the woman she always seems familiar with, like her co-worker, is squirming under her.
Her lower legs hardened like stone as her blood rushed to them.

“Ah, ha ha, ah. Oh.”

The woman felt it, and without saying a word, she found the man’s hand and held it tight.
Do not say anything like take it out or do it outside.

“Um, umm.”

Puck, puck. Hooked Whoops, whoops.

Jiha, wrapped in a sense of fullness, moved her waist very quickly and pressed, rubbed, and prodded the inside of Shirel.
As if responding, the sticky flesh clings to him.

“Ugh, uhm.”
“Ah, haaaaa…”

Purrure!!

When the basement stopped moving and ejaculated, Syrel accepted him trembling.
However, when Jiha moves back and forth lightly during the fight, Shirel’s waist bounces and convulses.

“Ah, ah ah. Oh!”

The pleasure of the phallus that swells up and wriggles and wraps around back and forth while skimming the inner flesh.

Whoops.

Sirell purses his lips tightly to try to hold back his voice, but in the end, he can’t stand it and struggles.

“Hak, haaaaa. Alas.”
“Mmm.”

Beaureureuk!!

As the basement ejaculated again and slowly continued to fuck, Syrel opened her eyes and looked up at the basement.
Frightened and trembling gaze.

“… Uh, how much… Ah, ah ah.”

In terms of medical common sense, a man’s ejaculation is not long, but the basement is very long.
A lot of quantity.
More than anything else, he continued to fuck her very slowly, intermittently cumming, and when he thought it was over, he peeled it off, but I wondered if he was going to completely fill her stomach.

“Ah, ha, ha, ah.”
“…”

As her basement ejaculated silently on her sweaty face, Sirell held her neck in her arms and held her in her arms, feeling sorry for her.
Then she comforts him with a kiss first.

“Yeah, a little more freely…”
“… Mmm.”

Poo-wook. Suwook!

“Ah, ah.”

Sherrel gasped as she gasped for breath as her basement ejaculated a little faster.
Even so, he did not loosen his grip on the man’s neck.

Beaurrrrell! Puryupt. View byu!!

“Ah, ah. Alas.”

While moving, it continues to be cheap, and the penis expands and contracts to a large size, repeating without stopping.

“Ah, ah. Oh. Oh.”

Even though Syrel was only trembling as she let out the sound of her exhausted breathing, Jiha stopped moving after repeating several times.

“Whoa…”
“… Mu, what are you talking about, dog, dog? What have you been doing for so long?”

She received the basement laughing as Syrel said whatever came out of her timidity.

“You say I look like a big dog?”
“… Is it because you are a human from another world? It’s very long.”

She sighed as her subterranean smiled and caressed her cheek and shoulder with her sirelle.

“… But it’s still big Are you really sick? Don’t you really need to get tested?”
“That’s why I’m examining her with her pussy.”
“… Really. Ah. Oh.”

As her subterranean pokes and plucks lightly, Sherrell, who had been rolling her eyes, trembled sweetly at her.
She looked a bit frightened because she thought the basement was going to do it again.
The basement laughed and said.

“I did it. Let’s eat.”
“… Oh, and by the way, did I win? You couldn’t stand it, did you?”
“Is that a win?”

Does it make sense to tell a man not to be cheap forever?
But Shirel, who held her by the neck in her basement, laughed bashfully.

“But didn’t I tell you to quit because I’m sick? Did I win?”
“… Okay, what would you like to hear?”
“Yeah…”

As her basement lifted, Cirelle lifted her head and she kissed the basement.

Jjook.

“… I will forgive you if you tell me that you love me like this.”
“…”

Underpass hugged Cheryl and kissed her lips again.
Long.
As she embraced it strongly.

Afternoon gun room.
The basement was sitting on a chair and organizing her thoughts.

‘Darmant must be grinding his teeth now. The problem is how d’Armang got information about the Red Union.’

Cheryl gets along well with people and is never the lighthearted type. Furthermore, according to Iroha’s report, Darmang seemed to be obtaining information through a different route.

‘That means there is a spy inside the headquarters, someone passing information to Darmand. If you use d’Armand against him, you’ll be able to easily pull out the spy’s identity. In the meantime, it served as an example for the Merchant Union.’

The weakness of the Red Union was that it had to hold down the funds and merchants.

‘After all, it would be better to deal with the relatively weak city federation first and enter the final battle with Purple. After dealing with Warris’s d’Armand and miscellaneous things, destroy the City Alliance, and face off against Purple.’

The basement was lost in thought when a knock was heard.
Uben came in.

“Reports from those who watched Darmang came up.”
“How are you?”
“He called a therapist and said he was treated. And they say they invited high-class prostitutes and enjoyed it.”
“The mind has lost its composure. Gather information about Darmand’s condition from those women.”

Knowing Darmang’s condition was effective in making the board.

“Okay, but…”

Uben looked at him incredulously.
I don’t know why the underground is putting so much effort into Darman.
Shouldn’t we just have Narshana and other Uniques deal with them when they arrive?
Of course, there are Merchant Guilds, so I need a reason to kill them…

Underground solved Uben’s curiosity.

“Darmand is not alone, nor is he an ordinary fellow.”
“Yes?”
“He’s an artificial Unique created by Epic. Do not take it lightly.”

Uben’s face hardened at the story of Epic.
Darmang, who was lightly subdued by the basement, seemed like a no-brainer, but if Epic intervened, the story would be completely different.
There must be a hidden trump number.

‘The pirate empress said that the quadruple moves in a pair of two. Vampire’s unique, Monica wanted to be Darmang’s cooperator, but apparently they are in a position to check each other. Then, after all, there are other artificial uniques, and is that a spy who entered the headquarters…’

Underground nodded.

“Uben, I’m going to have a drink with the Waris Merchant Guild. Get your seat ready.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Especially make the guard loose.”
“Yes?”

Fishing
If the underground deliberately showed a gap, or if he made a gesture to change his mind by directly dealing with the Merchant Guild, Darmant could not stand still.
When Darmang moved, the collaborator, the other quadruple, had no choice but to move.

‘Before going to deal with the city federation… Clean up Waris.’

The merchants, d’Armand, and the veiled collaborators are all organized on one stage.

Hotel.
Darman, who was staying for a long time on the top floor, was sitting on the bed breathing hard.
Wearing only one pair of panties.

“What is it, brother?”
“Can we go?”

In front of him, two women were grumbling and putting on their clothes.
These were the women I called to relieve the mess, the ones I had to pay 300 a night for.
But it didn’t work.

I can’t get an erection.
I thought it was because his wrist was broken and then attached, but it wasn’t. Even when he is about to stand, when he thinks of last night, his hair stands on end and he dies.

“Damn it…”
“Ah, why are you cursing?”
“Did we work hard?”

The women packed their belongings, glaring at Darmant with angry eyes.
They weren’t very happy either.
The two of them stuck together and worked hard, but there was no reaction at all, and since they were in a mushy state, steam was leaking and they wondered what pervert they were doing.
Do you like making money for free? These women were in a position to receive customers, those who earn tens of millions a month.
So, money is money, but I hated pervert customers the most.

To think that bastard eunuch would call not one but two to show off.
Completely dumbfounded, airway blocked.

“Ouch…”

As the women’s sneers receded, Darmans clenched his fists to break them.
I want to kill them all because of my temper, but I can’t deal with it if I do that.
This is the middle of the Red Union, a special area called Warris, the border city, so he, being an Elyos, is able to function without problems.
If you came to do business, everyone would understand.

However, if you caused a problem, you would be immediately expelled or punished further.
Darmans must be active now and not get caught in his pod.
If you are banished from Warris, your mission is a failure.
Red Union, I wasn’t afraid of the underground.
He was afraid of the being who gave him this power.

“Whoa…”

A fist that has no place to go hits his thigh.

“That bastard…”

The fact that he was humiliated in front of a woman, and in front of a woman who tried to touch him, made Darmant this way.
An Elyos man who moves a lot of money, with this title alone, most women easily have feelings for him.
It was easy to undress with a little tongue roll.
There are women with strong guards like Cheryl, but there was a way to do that.

But now all was to no avail.
The fact that he was humiliated in front of the woman he was trying to touch and in front of so many people was deeply embedded in Darmand’s mind.
Because of the impact, there is no strength in the lower leg.
If anything, he was reminded of his ugliness, and he died right away.

“Aaaaah!!”

Darmang’s fist, which had been shouting, hit the wall.

Awesome!!

It was a fist filled with magical power, an enormous destructive force that cracked the entire wall.
Among the rare grades, there is no one with such overwhelming magical power.

Wooooo!!

Darmand struck again, and the wall cracked even more clearly.

“Kill it! Kill me, underground!”

Wooooo!!

Third, the shaky wall collapsed.
Darmang gnashed his teeth in the dust.

“I told you to fight, you didn’t tell me not to kill you.”

It didn’t matter if Epic’s mission was overinterpreted.
To Darmand, killing the underground was now more important than anything else in the world.

Even if it shortens his own life.

Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 577

Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 577

Chapter 577 - Chapter 577 Return to Warris-12



The moment the basement was driven into it, Shirel's inner flesh clung to it and tightened it.

"Ugh, hehe. It's okay."

Sherrell, who continued to tease her, convulsed as she was crushed under the basement.
Underground sighed, but hugged Shirel's head and caught her breath.

"... So don't overdo it."
"Ugh, ugh. Oh, it doesn't hurt?"

Even if you treat the pain and body, there is no way you can accept a man well overnight.
It was a little wet, but the basement was too rough to put it in.


"..."

Underground didn't move right away with the gourd, and he touched and massaged the entire body of Shirel.

"Ugh, uhm. Hmmm."

Long after Sirell's breathing subsided.
Then Cheryl laughed and pressed the back of his head underground.

"Look, you don't even know how to use your waist."
"Who was it that was crying in pain?"
"Because it's you, you endure the pain."

Suddenly, the sound of a man's chest heating up.
The close-knit Sirell kissed the basement and whispered.

"... Fool, don't you know that much about women's hearts?"
"You know too well to ride?"
"You should have asked me to stay by your side just to say I love you, you would never say that."
"..."

Cheryl whispered, stroking her subterranean hair gently, continuing to kiss her.

"At the same time, he thinks of me, cares for me, and worries about getting sick. It looks like a big dog is guarding it, not a man."
"Dogs can't do that. No, can you?"
"... I'm asking you to see me as a woman too. Don't keep being sad."
"... It's because it's precious."

When Sirell whispered, Jiha said without even realizing it.
She was good at handling and petting women in the basement, but her treatment of Cheryl was different because she was not just a woman, but a mixture of complex emotions.
Sherrell himself had just pointed it out.

Cheryl burst out laughing at her.

"That's sukmaek. Pretend you don't know, you can shamelessly close your eyes. Since she has made a big success, it would have been okay if she just looked at me and asked me to listen..."
"That is ingratitude."
"Umm, is pushing it like this to repay the favor?"

Sirell struggled to lift her leg and wrapped it around her underground waist.
Closer to each other.
She let out a groan from the basement as the gap between her legs clung tightly.

"What I received was... You pay with your body."
"Ah, ha... It feels good, so it's right to repay the favor."

The phallus pushed further into the woman's tickling flesh, and the cheeks of the basement, which had been holding back the whole time wanting to move, stiffened.
Cheryl pressed the cheek of the basement.

"Do not hold back... Just love me as a woman."
"... Mmm."

Sherrel reflexively frowned at her as her basement lifted her waist, pulled it out, and pushed it lightly.
A sharp pain spreads inside.
She said as she bit her lips and held Cerel's head tightly as she felt the pain as the hard man ripped open her insides again.

"... If you can't stand it, tell me."
"Uh, uh, ah, if you can't stand it, ah, ah. ... Cheap."

Her underground head heats as well as Cheryl tries her best to pretend nothing is wrong.
Cheryl showed her heart to this extent and she couldn't take it any longer.

Woowook. Suwook.

She thought of her body as much as possible, pulled it out slowly, and pushed it in more slowly.

"Ah, ha, ah..."

With her eyes tightly closed, Cirel's breathing becomes sharp and sweetly gasping.
When I touched her sweaty forehead with her underground hand, she trembled in shock.
In fact, it wasn't usually her maiden thing to do, as Sirel dragged her downstairs and teased her.
It was very unreasonable to treat the underground as usual, and to understand the feelings of men.
It would have been scary and embarrassing to open your legs and greet the underground.

"Cyrell... "
"Yes, yes, underground."

As the basement kissed, Cirelle gasped as she opened her lips.
She gave up pretending to be calm and strong, and as a woman who just got to know a man, she is ashamed and happy.

"Ah, ha ha."

Let's hold the beautiful breasts that shake every time a man pushes and pulls them and rub them.

"Yeah, ugh."

As Cheryl's voice melts, so does her lower lip.
Tickling tickling, whispers tightening and rubbing her phallus like a joke.

Hooked Wormwood. Hooked Wormwood.

"Ah, ha, ah, ah. Ha ha."

As her subterranean movements became more earnest, Syrel's breathing became shorter and quicker.
The basement propped her bed with both her hands, lowering and raising her waist, her chest heating up as she looked down at Cheryl.

Haha. Ah..."

I thought I wanted to make this woman who groans from below every time I cut and pull it happy.
Even so, her desire to bury herself endlessly in this tickling inner flesh lingers.

"Yeah, ugh."

Sherrel, who closed her eyes tightly and fumbled with her hand, pressed her to the side of her own head and took her underground wrist.
She then narrowed her eyes and looked down with her eyes wet with pain and pleasure.

"... Hmm."

Her basement lowered her head and moved her waist faster as she kissed her Cheryl.
The woman's inner flesh is completely released, and I can feel her tightening and tickling.
She could tell enough from Shirel's reaction, when she trembled whenever the man pulled it out, that her body was getting hotter.

"Yeah, uh uh uh, yup. Oops Whoops. Uhhhhh."

Cheryl was embarrassed and struggled to hold back her voice, but she could tell by the trembling of her hands, the tight grip of her grip on her subterranean wrist and the tightening of her cunt.

"Um, umm."

At the woman's climax, her basement continued to push her lower back as she satisfied.

"Ah, ah. Oh. Alas."

She trembled, unable to contain her moaning, as the man continued to fuck her right after reaching her climax.
She gets very excited when the woman she always seems familiar with, like her co-worker, is squirming under her.
Her lower legs hardened like stone as her blood rushed to them.

"Ah, ha ha, ah. Oh."

The woman felt it, and without saying a word, she found the man's hand and held it tight.
Do not say anything like take it out or do it outside.

"Um, umm."

Puck, puck. Hooked Whoops, whoops.

Jiha, wrapped in a sense of fullness, moved her waist very quickly and pressed, rubbed, and prodded the inside of Shirel.
As if responding, the sticky flesh clings to him.

"Ugh, uhm."
"Ah, haaaaa..."

Purrure!!

When the basement stopped moving and ejaculated, Syrel accepted him trembling.
However, when Jiha moves back and forth lightly during the fight, Shirel's waist bounces and convulses.

"Ah, ah ah. Oh!"

The pleasure of the phallus that swells up and wriggles and wraps around back and forth while skimming the inner flesh.

Whoops.

Sirell purses his lips tightly to try to hold back his voice, but in the end, he can't stand it and struggles.

"Hak, haaaaa. Alas."
"Mmm."

Beaureureuk!!

As the basement ejaculated again and slowly continued to fuck, Syrel opened her eyes and looked up at the basement.
Frightened and trembling gaze.

"... Uh, how much... Ah, ah ah."

In terms of medical common sense, a man's ejaculation is not long, but the basement is very long.
A lot of quantity.
More than anything else, he continued to fuck her very slowly, intermittently cumming, and when he thought it was over, he peeled it off, but I wondered if he was going to completely fill her stomach.

"Ah, ha, ha, ah."
"..."

As her basement ejaculated silently on her sweaty face, Sirell held her neck in her arms and held her in her arms, feeling sorry for her.
Then she comforts him with a kiss first.

"Yeah, a little more freely..."
"... Mmm."

Poo-wook. Suwook!

"Ah, ah."

Sherrel gasped as she gasped for breath as her basement ejaculated a little faster.
Even so, he did not loosen his grip on the man's neck.

Beaurrrrell! Puryupt. View byu!!

"Ah, ah. Alas."

While moving, it continues to be cheap, and the penis expands and contracts to a large size, repeating without stopping.

"Ah, ah. Oh. Oh."

Even though Syrel was only trembling as she let out the sound of her exhausted breathing, Jiha stopped moving after repeating several times.

"Whoa..."
"... Mu, what are you talking about, dog, dog? What have you been doing for so long?"

She received the basement laughing as Syrel said whatever came out of her timidity.

"You say I look like a big dog?"
"... Is it because you are a human from another world? It's very long."

She sighed as her subterranean smiled and caressed her cheek and shoulder with her sirelle.

"... But it's still big Are you really sick? Don't you really need to get tested?"
"That's why I'm examining her with her pussy."
"... Really. Ah. Oh."

As her subterranean pokes and plucks lightly, Sherrell, who had been rolling her eyes, trembled sweetly at her.
She looked a bit frightened because she thought the basement was going to do it again.
The basement laughed and said.

"I did it. Let's eat."
"... Oh, and by the way, did I win? You couldn't stand it, did you?"
"Is that a win?"

Does it make sense to tell a man not to be cheap forever?
But Shirel, who held her by the neck in her basement, laughed bashfully.

"But didn't I tell you to quit because I'm sick? Did I win?"
"... Okay, what would you like to hear?"
"Yeah..."

As her basement lifted, Cirelle lifted her head and she kissed the basement.

Jjook.

"... I will forgive you if you tell me that you love me like this."
"..."

Underpass hugged Cheryl and kissed her lips again.
Long.
As she embraced it strongly.



Afternoon gun room.
The basement was sitting on a chair and organizing her thoughts.

'Darmant must be grinding his teeth now. The problem is how d'Armang got information about the Red Union.'

Cheryl gets along well with people and is never the lighthearted type. Furthermore, according to Iroha's report, Darmang seemed to be obtaining information through a different route.

'That means there is a spy inside the headquarters, someone passing information to Darmand. If you use d'Armand against him, you'll be able to easily pull out the spy's identity. In the meantime, it served as an example for the Merchant Union.'

The weakness of the Red Union was that it had to hold down the funds and merchants.

'After all, it would be better to deal with the relatively weak city federation first and enter the final battle with Purple. After dealing with Warris's d'Armand and miscellaneous things, destroy the City Alliance, and face off against Purple.'

The basement was lost in thought when a knock was heard.
Uben came in.

“Reports from those who watched Darmang came up.”
"How are you?"
"He called a therapist and said he was treated. And they say they invited high-class prostitutes and enjoyed it."
"The mind has lost its composure. Gather information about Darmand's condition from those women."

Knowing Darmang's condition was effective in making the board.

"Okay, but..."

Uben looked at him incredulously.
I don't know why the underground is putting so much effort into Darman.
Shouldn't we just have Narshana and other Uniques deal with them when they arrive?
Of course, there are Merchant Guilds, so I need a reason to kill them...

Underground solved Uben's curiosity.

"Darmand is not alone, nor is he an ordinary fellow."
"Yes?"
"He's an artificial Unique created by Epic. Do not take it lightly."

Uben's face hardened at the story of Epic.
Darmang, who was lightly subdued by the basement, seemed like a no-brainer, but if Epic intervened, the story would be completely different.
There must be a hidden trump number.

'The pirate empress said that the quadruple moves in a pair of two. Vampire's unique, Monica wanted to be Darmang's cooperator, but apparently they are in a position to check each other. Then, after all, there are other artificial uniques, and is that a spy who entered the headquarters...'

Underground nodded.

"Uben, I'm going to have a drink with the Waris Merchant Guild. Get your seat ready."
"Yes, I understand."
"Especially make the guard loose."
"Yes?"

Fishing
If the underground deliberately showed a gap, or if he made a gesture to change his mind by directly dealing with the Merchant Guild, Darmant could not stand still.
When Darmang moved, the collaborator, the other quadruple, had no choice but to move.

'Before going to deal with the city federation... Clean up Waris.'

The merchants, d'Armand, and the veiled collaborators are all organized on one stage.



Hotel.
Darman, who was staying for a long time on the top floor, was sitting on the bed breathing hard.
Wearing only one pair of panties.

"What is it, brother?"
"Can we go?"

In front of him, two women were grumbling and putting on their clothes.
These were the women I called to relieve the mess, the ones I had to pay 300 a night for.
But it didn't work.

I can't get an erection.
I thought it was because his wrist was broken and then attached, but it wasn't. Even when he is about to stand, when he thinks of last night, his hair stands on end and he dies.

"Damn it..."
"Ah, why are you cursing?"
"Did we work hard?"

The women packed their belongings, glaring at Darmant with angry eyes.
They weren't very happy either.
The two of them stuck together and worked hard, but there was no reaction at all, and since they were in a mushy state, steam was leaking and they wondered what pervert they were doing.
Do you like making money for free? These women were in a position to receive customers, those who earn tens of millions a month.
So, money is money, but I hated pervert customers the most.

To think that bastard eunuch would call not one but two to show off.
Completely dumbfounded, airway blocked.

"Ouch..."

As the women's sneers receded, Darmans clenched his fists to break them.
I want to kill them all because of my temper, but I can't deal with it if I do that.
This is the middle of the Red Union, a special area called Warris, the border city, so he, being an Elyos, is able to function without problems.
If you came to do business, everyone would understand.

However, if you caused a problem, you would be immediately expelled or punished further.
Darmans must be active now and not get caught in his pod.
If you are banished from Warris, your mission is a failure.
Red Union, I wasn't afraid of the underground.
He was afraid of the being who gave him this power.

"Whoa..."

A fist that has no place to go hits his thigh.

"That bastard..."

The fact that he was humiliated in front of a woman, and in front of a woman who tried to touch him, made Darmant this way.
An Elyos man who moves a lot of money, with this title alone, most women easily have feelings for him.
It was easy to undress with a little tongue roll.
There are women with strong guards like Cheryl, but there was a way to do that.

But now all was to no avail.
The fact that he was humiliated in front of the woman he was trying to touch and in front of so many people was deeply embedded in Darmand's mind.
Because of the impact, there is no strength in the lower leg.
If anything, he was reminded of his ugliness, and he died right away.

"Aaaaah!!"

Darmang's fist, which had been shouting, hit the wall.

Awesome!!

It was a fist filled with magical power, an enormous destructive force that cracked the entire wall.
Among the rare grades, there is no one with such overwhelming magical power.

Wooooo!!

Darmand struck again, and the wall cracked even more clearly.

"Kill it! Kill me, underground!"

Wooooo!!

Third, the shaky wall collapsed.
Darmang gnashed his teeth in the dust.

"I told you to fight, you didn't tell me not to kill you."


It didn't matter if Epic's mission was overinterpreted.
To Darmand, killing the underground was now more important than anything else in the world.


Even if it shortens his own life.


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