Chapter 787 – Where Seasons Cross (1)
─Sabak. The man stepped on the bush.
The plains of Romania are fertile. It has to be. This is because the blessings received by the followers of Pomona, the god of fertility, fall upon the entire territory of the Holy Empire.
〈An affluent home leads to national strength.〉
He said, spewing mana from his throat.
〈Large land and resources are blessings. No matter how advanced mankind’s technological power is, most of mankind does not have the strength to break free from the bondage of the world, so this is an inevitable conclusion… However.〉
He muttered his thoughts on an empty plain.
“A life that is too prosperous hinders progress. Castrate the survival instinct to get better. So, even though they seem to have freedom, they basically just die after living a life like cattle grazing.〉
People do not move when their desires are satisfied.
How many people are greedy to ‘become happier’ in a life where their wives love them, their safety is guaranteed, and their families are happy? If so, what percentage of the total would that be?
The gods of old Erinn knew the answer.
Struggle is what makes humanity truly strong. That belief actually reaped a harvest, and the Erinnians of the golden age established an undying power and prospered even after the gods died.
Until the curse of the monster that stole the heavenly god’s seat was transferred.
The man who was dripping mana from his neck murmured.
‘What do you think? Dwarf.〉
The sword he held in reverse cut through the plain like a scythe.
─Suddenly.
The slash drew a solid line in the empty landscape.
When the camouflage was broken and the magic dispelled, the scenery did not change much. Just a robed Dwarf Wizard sitting upright and floating.
However, if there were other intelligent creatures there, they would have sensed it. An astonishing presence that cannot be understood just by looking at it.
It only showed up, but it seemed as if a huge castle had risen in the landscape.
‘It’s a banal discussion. It looks like you don’t believe it.〉
The dwarf brushed off his long beard for his outward appearance.
“I used to believe. Not now.〉
The man gripped the sword in reverse. The long blade was strangely curved, as if the head of his scythe had been ripped off. The blade of the sword was imbued with the aura of authority.
A terrifying aura like a sharpened blade. A borderline with no gaps in sight.
However, I didn’t feel very alive from a man who radiated such energy.
“Hide like a dead mouse. Enough to run into the Marquess chasing you in seclusion. Just like when you set up a wizard guild while following the children of the stars.〉
Dozens of astral arms sprouted from behind the Dwarf Wizard’s back.
The arms, which looked like dolls because they were inorganic, made different hand signs and charged magic. Like a lie, his flirtatious attitude overflowed with life in that magic.
‘You are a fanatic. A self-righteous follower of a mad god. Have you found a body to put your king’s head on?”
‘Will you volunteer? It’s a pitiful and short body to dedicate to God.〉
A heartless attitude and a faint fighting spirit. Soft attitude and overflowing living.
Mirror-like contrasting master classes struck their powers at the frontier.
Kwahiah Ahhhhh !!!!!
Shortly thereafter, the grasslands dissipated like a volcano erupted.
***
After cutting with the knight commander all night, I came back, washed up, and fell asleep for about 2 hours.
“Charge complete.”
Excessive sleep is unnecessary for this Kang Buk-ho body. As soon as I woke up, I touched my hair roughly and headed to Fran’s room. With the intention of showing you the dagger technique you completed last night.
-Smart.
“Fran, are you there?”
“Ah… ?”
Stupid voice. Did you wake up from sleep? It seemed too early.
“Huh… Who… ? Nor?”
“Yes. You are my loving husband.”
“Ehehe. Norda. Wait a minute… “
There was a fluttering sound, and mana spread.
Det? As I twisted my head, the golem opened the door.
“Uh, um. Hi?”
“Ungogo.”
Do you mean come in? I don’t know much about Golem.
Can the Fairy King understand that he can talk to plants? When I entered with curiosity, Fran in a negligee was fumbling and tying her hair.
“Are you tying your hair first when you wake up?”
“Yes… I don’t know. Then Norr combs it…”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Did you sleep less? Uncharacteristically for Fran, the irresponsible answer was a bit cute.
“It came to my mind all of a sudden, doesn’t the title ‘heavy war mama’ seem a bit hopeless?”
“Nor, you don’t even know what he’s saying.”
“Teeeng~ Do not be afraid of heavy battles~.”
After combing and tying my hair, I cleared my throat.
“Keuheum, so speaking of francs.”
“Yes.”
Nodding her head, Fran patted her on the knee.
“… … ?”
Fran asked me with my eyes as if to say, ‘What are you doing without lying down?’
I stopped talking and put a pillow on my knees as if I was possessed by Britannia’s best bitch.
Her lower breasts are full in front of her eyes. Thighs in the back of the head.
‘This is sex.’
Damn, but I didn’t come here for sex.
“Uh, so speaking of francs?”
“Ah… Nor, did your hair grow a lot again?”
“… They say that if you think a lot of dirty thoughts, you will grow up quickly.”
There’s no time to explain When I asked, Frank stroked my hair drowsily.
“Naughty thoughts… ? Did you do a lot with me too?”
“What?”
No, what kind of question is that? When I asked, Fran was saddened by the world.
“No?”
“No! When I have dirty dreams, you are almost always there.”
This was a fact Since Fran took my Ada and influenced my sexual preference, it is a part of the instinctive realm. The part that is like an icon of cowardship to me.
Anyway, why is our franc like this today?
‘Strengthen Wolfheddin’s sense of smell!’
I intuitively focused on my sense of smell.
This sweet smell… !! It’s unnatural to come out of Fran’s room, where he says his nose hurts and he doesn’t even spray strong perfume!! I put my hand under the bed.
─Degureu Deffuen.
A bottle of wine rolled out.
It is a glass bottle She is a high-class Yangju.
“Franc. What is this.”
“Alcohol!”
No, I know it when I see it.
But it’s so fucking cute. Don’t laugh while cheering. Because it sucks
“Who gave it to you? Did you bring it and drank it alone?”
“Yes… That kid, that kid blonde hair.”
“The Marquee?”
“Marqueeback!”
Did you hear? Ms. Odelia, Senator and Marquis of the House of Lords and Master Class?
You’re just a blonde girl to Fran. If this Fran was a man, I would have fallen in love 100%. Phew, it’s a good thing I spit on it beforehand. I could get a fucking bounty.
Since I drank with Fran, I should have received alimony instead of a bounty.
“Did you drink with the Marquis?”
“I drank while eating. Dana gave me a bite… Why is that bottle on the bed?”
Fran lifts up the bed sheet with a face asking, ‘Is Dana here by any chance?’.
Of course it couldn’t be there. If my wives say that they fell asleep in the same bed over me, that would be a bit of a nuisance. As soon as I see it, I’ll punish you right away.
“Write it… “
Absorb the franc component to the fullest once again into the nasal cavity.
And noticed.
“Franc. Your sternum smells like spirits.”
“Sniff sniff.”
Fran lifts up her chest and puts her nose to it. What kind of cup can that be?
Fran, who had been sniffing her breasts, nodded her head.
“Dwarf milk has alcohol.”
“I think you might have brought a bottle, drank it all and slept while holding it.”
“I see! Nor smart!”
Wow. I think my IQ will go down even when I talk to them.
“It’s not that I didn’t sleep, it was that I didn’t wake up.”
I could see that he made me drink while saying ‘I won’t die just because I drank one glass’ in case someone said it wasn’t a granny. She should have gone to the fucking dinner together.
But that’s how she shows off her skills and looks ugly.
“Eww… Nor, my head hurts… “
“Looks like a hangover. Lay down.”
‘Are you really a dwarf,’ she almost asked. She looks like she’ll cry when she says it.
I laid down the franc and called the attendant.
“Is there any potion that can help with a hangover?”
“The hangover cure potion has side effects, so the head of household took it away. Can I bring you some cake? Eating something sweet will cure your hangover.”
“Then bring it with me.”
I don’t know if it’s real, but it won’t be bad for your body. Eating sugar will make your head spin.
After stroking Fran for a while, the attendant made a cake right away.
It was whipped cream whole cake. I’d love to have too many, but making a slice of cake would be more difficult.
Can’t help it What do you leave behind to eat?
“Franc? Eat.”
“Ah~♡”
“Well.”
Without saying a word, I ate the cake split with a fork. Sit in bed in the morning and make a cake. A little dissolute, but I’m not in a position to talk to anyone.
“Eat everything and drink tea. Sleep with some relief. I will stay by your side.”
The cause of the hangover must have been that acetaldehyde touched the blood vessels in the brain, right? Considering the reaction of the phantom thief sisters, it was clear that if Fran was injected with skill capture, it would hurt.
‘If I inject it while I’m sleeping, I wouldn’t even dream about it.’
And when I wake up, if I entice you to do sparring in moderation, ‘Huh? Huh?’ I’m sure Fran will be thrilled when she realizes the fruit of the love I poured in while I was sleeping.
“Oh~”
I let my imagination run wild on the perfect plan, and when I stopped forking, Fran stumbled into the cake and dropped the gooey cream.
“Ehehe. Delicious♡”
“Ego. You are very much a baby.”
Me trying to wipe the cream off my mouth and the cream spilled on the bed.
But how come the bed linen is clean? Surely it spilled a lot?
I looked around for a while and then I was dumbfounded. When he regained his concentration, couldn’t he see the whipped cream on Fran’s chest? It must have been that all the cream had been spilled on her chest.
“Like this scandalous bib. It’s rude without a solution.”
“Ah♡”
Fran let out a sweet moan as he scooped up her breasts from underneath her.
There were many things, but after all, we are actually newlyweds. It is impossible for a man and woman in their 20s who have been married for less than a year to be patient in this atmosphere.
Fran stretched out her legs as she lay down.
“Ehehe♡”
Excited about this I pretended to be strict, but my cock was honest. As the cock pin pointed north, I just fell in love with the brisket whipped cream topping.
“Fran, how about breakfast?”
“… ♡”
Instead of answering, Fran glanced at my cock.
Then she opened her mouth saying ‘Bee~♡’.
“… Yes, I will make you very full today.”
The originator of whipped cream was love gel.
As always, I don’t know if it’s true or not, but today it’s a fact.
