Chapter 34 – The White Mage (4)
I can understand why motel rentals are 3-4 hours on average.
Even if you skip sex for 30 minutes, you have to take off your clothes, wash, wash and put on again, so it doesn’t seem like it’s that long.
“It’s ten o’clock already.”
Fran said while lying in the bath and eating fruit. Since this was included in the price anyway, she decided to eat it quickly. After waking up in the morning, I haven’t eaten yet.
“We have to include the time to get to the meeting place for the request. You have to prepare soon.”
I also said while lying in the bath and drinking wine. After Fran stopped what she was about to drink, I was drinking the second glass by myself.
Compared to the crazy alcohol of Abkadi I had yesterday, the cheap wine was like plain water. If you suffer a lot, soju is sweet, but I suffered so much and the wine itself was so fucking sweet that I couldn’t even eat the fruit.
So I lay down in the bath and drank Fran’s backside as a snack. Watching a woman’s naked body while drinking alcohol in a public bath has an indescribable sense of decadence. I can understand why Hollywood stars build swimming pools in their homes.
“Assuming that I will go to the commission today and come back and repair the Nord Robe and the mask in my spare time… I have a request for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so maybe another 2 or 3 days?”
Fran counted on her fingers. It seemed to be calculating the time it would take for my request.
“Do you have work until two days later? How many days in a row are you going to work?”
“Well… ? I haven’t taken a day off since coming here.”
Fran tilted her head. No, isn’t that a bit of a problem? I asked, feeling my expression harden slightly.
“… By the way, how many days have you been in Sargadis?”
“After one month… About four days?”
I almost gushed wine.
“You’re going out without resting for a month?! It’s also an adventurer job?!”
When I asked in surprise, Fran asked in surprise as well.
“Why why? Strange?”
“Oh, no. It’s not strange…”
How easy is it to be an adventurer? Most of the work of the idiots is chores or labor that they do not want to do themselves, but there is no one to ask for.
To say that it went on without a break for over a month, there is a certain level of sincerity in people.
It was not at all a coincidence that I met Fran in two consecutive quests. Since he worked every day without a break in the narrow industry of being an adventurer, he had no choice but to run into me one after another.
‘… No, but is it inevitable for an iron class adventurer to earn a living every day?’
“Looking at what you’re talking about, I guess you haven’t played very well?”
It was a time when I forgot the sweetness of wine in the bitter reality. Fran looked at my expression and asked curiously.
“I… Because the master’s salary comes out. As long as I submit my thesis on time and avoid expulsion, I won’t have any problems with my living expenses.”
Only the remains that are roughly discovered may be reported on a regular basis. Again, it is rare to expect the quality of a dissertation from a graduate student like me.
Field jobs below a doctorate are like juggling for reconnaissance in early StarCraft.
‘It’s a role to collect information about ruins from all over the world while rolling cheaply.’
Master jugglers like me are all over the world.
It would be nice if you spread it like a trap and occasionally send in artifacts, and even if not, the location of the ruins found in various places or internal information will be collected at the university on its own.
In college, whenever a thesis comes in, the department inspects it, and among them, only the results that you want to be pretty good are selected and researched separately.
If you find a good ruin in this way and send a thesis, it will be counted as an achievement for the field job. Although the most highly valued achievement is when the artifact is donated to the university.
On Earth, I couldn’t even write a personal thesis with a degree below a doctorate, so it was a relatively favorable environment for me. The ‘master’ or ‘doctor’ in another world only works in translation, and the original meaning or nuance is slightly different from that of Earth.
Fran stopped splashing and tilted her head.
“Are you living on your master’s salary? How much do you want?”
“Two silver a month.”
“Two silver?!”
This time it was Frank’s turn to surprise.
“Does 2, 2 silver come out every month?”
“Yes. That’s why I was aiming for a field job from the beginning. So that I can act as an adventurer without being tight on money.”
“Oh, but Fran knows that I am an archaeologist but you? So please don’t go around talking to other people.”
“Uh? Nord, were you hiding your degree? Why?”
“I want to avoid troublesome things.”
I explained to Fran about the relationship between the adventurer’s guild and my language knowledge. The story of being treated as a free translator and being eaten.
“That, is it? Right. Hey…”
After hearing the explanation, Fran couldn’t keep her gaze still for some reason and became restless.
“What’s the matter?”
“… No, that’s it It was pathetic that I talked a little proudly to Norr, who could become a guild employee at any time.”
“… Aha. What did you say while taking a bath?”
“Yes. I was honestly a little proud of it back then…”
It’s about last night. When I said that I would wear a silver class and become a receptionist, I remembered Fran’s soft voice.
“How is that? To be honest, if I had worked non-stop for a month to build a career, I would have been proud of whatever it was.”
Back in the fucking real true slave days, I used to take pride in drying my laundry. Compared to that, it was something to be proud of for going out on an adventurer job 30 days a week.
Frank, who calmed down a bit with my consolation, rolled his grapes in the palm of his hand and asked abruptly.
【Then do you know how to speak all the languages of Norr?】
It was the language of Germania, the country of the Vikings.
【Not all, just tolerable countries. More than that, I was more surprised that you can speak Germanic.]
【It’s a word used in my hometown, but of course. But, wow! You’re doing really well! I think Norr has a better pronunciation than me!]
Haha. How embarrassing.]
I was not so happy because I had acquired the ability to translate quickly. Well, it’s not something I worked hard for.
‘Of course, it’ll be useful though.’
The logic that a skill obtained without effort should not be used is bullshit. If that was the case, murder would be innocent because all the people in the fucking world were lucky enough to be fertilized with a sperm and an egg.
After a moment of admiration, Fran asked again in Britannia.
“But then you won’t be able to reveal your identity to the wizard guild, right? Even if you wear a robe, it’s a big deal if your identity is found out.”
“It doesn’t matter. The archaeologist’s identification card has a slightly special structure, so it can be used without being identified.”
So I gave a rough explanation this time as well, and Fran clapped her hands as if she realized something.
“Come to think of it, Nor! Were you able to read the text you found in the ruins as well? Were those strange marks on the stone monument some kind of text?”
“Ah… That’s right. I managed to notice.”
I realized after listening to Frank’s words. I forgot to tell you one very important fact.
“What is it… Franc? Speaking of which, there are some problems with the magic obtained from the ruins.”
“What?”
“This magic is called ‘Beast Return’… My cock got really big because of this magic.”
“Now… ?!”
Fran hesitated at my frank expression before asking.
“So you’re saying it wasn’t so frighteningly big originally?”
“It did. It can be considered that it has grown to more than twice its original size.”
When I affirmed, Fran laughed awkwardly and said.
“Ah, also… Somehow, it was really unbelievably big. To be honest, I was very surprised inside.”
“… Didn’t you just lick it for something like that?”
I couldn’t stop and asked the question. It was because he was curious about the cause of Fran’s active fella.
Frank pursed his lips and lowered his head. His ears are very red.
“That, that’s all. I’ve been taught that when a man is that big he needs to be drenched in saliva beforehand…”
“From whom?”
“… In a book with slightly erotic content.”
“Heh. To us Fran, a book in which a woman licks and sucks a man’s cock is ‘a little bit’ erotic, isn’t it?”
“… Noisy…”
─Pogrure.
Fran dipped her face in the bath, avoiding my pleased gaze. There are all kinds of novel ways to turn away.
Anyway, good trend for me. I have no experience, but a virgin girlfriend who is active in sex. It was a story you would only see in an adult webtoon.
I’m the only one who’s at a loss if I don’t want to do fellatio after pointing it out here. Let’s keep our mouths shut.
“Puuuuu…”
With a splash!
Fran, who had been snoring in her dish water for a while, lifted her face. The obvious reddening of her face was attributed to the heat of the hot bath. Also, I am very caring.
Frank cleared his throat and returned to the topic of conversation.
“Ugh. Anyway Nor. You are yes… That…”
“Why don’t you just tell me to sleep?”
“… Do you want your cock to be smaller?”
She finally said my girlfriend is so cute I replied as I looked at my Zugiconda keeping full feet.
“I don’t necessarily want it to be smaller, but I need to know what caused it. You never know what problems might arise in the future.”
On the day I become a Nord, a female master in another world, the answer is no other than a slug, lesbian, gay marriage. I hate such a terrible future.
“I’d rather be like Yeoui-bong.”
Variable Juji. Like the police triple pole, it can be freely stretched from a maximum of 1 meter to a minimum of 3 cm. It is the love of elastic materials. If the thickness can be adjusted from the ankle to the little finger, it is perfect.
“Yeoui-bong?”
“Ah, there is such a thing. A rod that just stretches and then shrinks.”
“It increases and decreases? I think it’s a bit scary…”
“Yes?”
It’s definitely juju with a body with limbs, but taking pictures of fucking tentacles must be a little like an alien.
“… Or should I learn transformation magic? Partial transformation, such as changing size only during sex.”
“No! I will try hard!”
“The uterus is broken.”
It’s not low-key sexual harassment or sex drip, it’s a realistic story. If the nursery was parked, it would be difficult to go anywhere to receive treatment. It is said that women on Earth do not go to obstetrics and gynecology because they are afraid of being misunderstood as pregnant women.
“It is said that women usually prefer big things, but there are limits to that. I was obsessed with size, but when it comes to sex, it’s a big deal.”
Among the children, in the case of only living mouths, they believe that Juji can do his job when he is 15cm tall, but if such people are properly hit by the black Juji’s 6-inch punch, they will give the vagina + fallopian tube + rectum a triple score and go to the obstetrics and gynecology clinic. To be.
Even if men like big breasts, there is no chance to actually touch natural born true big breasts such as D and F cups.
‘I have to properly distinguish between sexual fantasy and reality.’
There may be people who are really satisfied with the big things, but for the sake of having sex with her slut who may be who you are, why do you put up with things that are difficult for your girlfriend to have sex with? That was something an asshole would do.
Then Fran said in a slightly gloomy tone.
“Are other girls like that? But… It must be because Norr is talking about it.”
“… Det?”
“… Yes?”
I heard Fran’s words, and Fran made a puzzled sound, as if he felt uncomfortable with my reaction. Fran asked, with an expression of no doubt whatsoever.
“Isn’t that what the people who slept with Nord said? It’s hard even if it’s too big.”
“… Are you the first one too?”
“… … … Uh?”
Frank hardened like an ancient man who first realized the geocentric theory.
“Uh? Uh huh Ha, but nor you! Just, just like this! You did a great job with Papa Pat!”
Fran wiggles his index and middle fingers awkwardly. The fact that she didn’t have her ring and middle fingers showed her adha power again, but I didn’t have time for that with the sweat running down my back.
“That’s…”
“I am Norga! He was really good at it and led like that, so of course he must have had a lot of experience!”
Fran said incoherently, as if she were genuinely surprised—the most shocked of the day.
‘Poetry, fuck.’
As for me, I was so embarrassed by this situation that I forgot to manage my expression. I could feel the muscles in her face twisting grotesquely, like pieces of a misfitted and crumpled jigsaw puzzle.
… Let’s be honest.
… My technique (what it looks like) was all learned through study.
‘Lehween…’
In fact, everything is like that.
In addition to sex techniques, everything related to knowledge!
That’s right, damn it, I didn’t want to be treated like an idiot by my ex!
Damn, when I was struggling to find a hole while pouring out Adati, and I managed to put it in, what should I do if my ex-girlfriend sighed and said “Take it out”!!
I was confident that if I did that, I would be swollen on the spot and suffer from erectile dysfunction!!!
So I paid money and bought a book at a fucking bookstore!! Shim Ik-Hyun’s New Tube was also subscribing & liking and working hard!!!!
Actually, I broke up with my ex-girlfriend without even kissing her!!!!!
“… Had a girlfriend She didn’t have sex, but she did.”
“So, is this really your first time with me?”
“… Yes.”
“… Keys, kisses too? Maybe even a kiss?”
“… Yes.”
I confessed to Ada with the same feeling as a cannibal who confesses to a crime.
─I have lived a shameful life.
I don’t know what an insider life is. I came to this world while attending a veterinary college tech in a male middle school, so it was only after I came here that I saw ViewG for the first time. Except for the cows, fuck it.
Before I even went into practice, a senior called me showed me a direct shot of a cow’s view. Damn, I’m not curious at all, you stupid fossil bastard…
“My, I am the first of Nor… Nord’s… Nor and…”
Fran put her hands on her cheeks and continued to mutter as if dying of joy. I said to Fran, feeling the heat on her face.
“No, no! What is so important about that!”
Are you glad that I am Ada?
Is this the influence of the Germania Vikings?
Vikings are a hybrid of pirates and navy. It is a military class that belongs to the country, but at the same time, it is also a pirate who plunders other countries.
Like all aggressor countries, Germania is fighting against ordinary citizens with our soldiers!! Because of the brainwashing education, even non-Vikings followed them and valued chastity. Of course, non-real Vikings wouldn’t prioritize sex.
But that’s Germania. The dwarf country of Nidavellir is a neighboring country of Germania, not a colony. I had no idea that such a cultural commonality would exist.
I never thought those fuckin’ Adah Chilmuhae bastards would harm my life. Why did you spread the Ngbalhalla culture to my girlfriend through Nidavellir, you bastards!!
“In Britannia or my hometown, male Ada doesn’t matter at all! Rather embarrassing!”
“Ugh… But what can I do to be happy!”
I couldn’t sympathize at all with Fran’s excitement at Ada’s exchange.
“Oh, what a shame! I think I’m going to fall behind!!”
In the end, I followed Fran and dived with my head in her bathtub.
─Pogrure rrrr.
