Chapter 913 – Little Country in Fantasy (1)
The next day, exhausted from the autograph session, I called Veronica Pillow.
“… Master. Isn’t it a little bit like doing this in the living room?”
“I talk a lot while being punished. No one will come anyway.”
Veronica, who sold and ate the name of her master and her husband without permission, raised her hands and was in the middle of being scolded. I buried my face in Veronica’s thigh-pussy who was being punished like that.
Humid. Every now and then, whenever I think about it, if I massage her outrageous butt, Veronica’s pervert switch goes in, and dirty thoughts come to my mind breathlessly.
Then I can enjoy the feel of the thigh-pussy and the realistic delusion of a porn maniac. This must be a true wind volcano or something.
“Huh, heh… It doesn’t really matter. Have you been on a date? Are you winning against Dana by a very large margin? You’re the master anyway, so you’ll make up for it later?”
“A decent person doesn’t say he’s fine with his mouth.”
I said as I pressed her face to her thigh.
“Are you called Larilu?”
“Because yesterday’s performance was so splendid.”
“That’s right. If capital power is supported, it will be at that level.”
As for the splendor, it did not lose to Dana’s play. It was to the point of begging me to continue for the rest of my schedule because someone from the senate would cringe and make room for me.
I refused because of Loki’s circumstances, but Lari Lura didn’t seem to care that much. She was on her way to see Tyrsi with me this morning.
“But since it’s the festival season at most, where is Tirshi?”
“I met the chancellor’s grandfather the other day, and he must be a bit busy.”
He left a day for me, so there’s nothing to dig out.
‘Even as a married couple, privacy must be respected.’
While I was playing with Veronica, the door to the inn’s living room opened. I looked at it without thinking, but I jumped to my feet in genuine surprise.
“Nefertiti?! What kind of blood is that?!”
It was Nefertiti with blood splattered on her face and clothes. I was worried because I haven’t seen you for the past few days, but where did you do that?
“It’s not my blood. Enemy blood.”
As I quickly inspected her wounds and wiped her face, our fourth dimension lady replied as if it was no big deal. Damn, I was so shocked It’s not because you always act rough.
“No, but enemies? What enemy?”
“The villains who took advantage of the festival. Tyrsi and the Senate. I volunteered.”
I guess I needed an opportunity to hone my skills. I thought of calling her too, but maybe then she would have entered an assistant role.
Maybe I like this ignorant lady.
It was when I sighed. Nefertiti’s eyes went down to my groin.
“Det.”
Hit. I was in the middle of an erection because of Miss blowjob’s handle.
Nefertiti shook her head.
“Nord, are you excited about the injured woman?”
“I’m not that psycho pervert.”
As I cleansed Nefertiti, I calmed her erection. Meanwhile, she asked why Veronica was being punished.
“Yes… No matter what happens, praise and criticism are important.”
After explaining it roughly, Nefertiti stared at my handsome face.
“Nord. I also worked a lot.”
“Yes? Oh, what is it?”
“As an adventurer, I want a reward.”
He politely puts her hands together and offers her a reward.
I was taken aback, but answered without showing it.
“If it’s Nefertiti, I’ll do whatever I want, even if I don’t deliberately ask for a reward. Do you want anything?”
“Yes.”
This brilliant fighter girl didn’t miss an opportunity.
“A very simple request.”
A look of unseen anticipation flashed across her face.
***
Surprisingly, the person who wears the best clothes in our house is Tyr.
Even Ralilu doesn’t lose when it comes to fashion sense, but she’s good at putting on a small amount of clothes, but she doesn’t have many clothes. Then, without surprise, francs.
Needless to say, among the idiot goddess combinations, Dana, who wears outerwear and pants according to TPO, is better. It’s because I wear a gown every time I go to work.
So where does Nefertiti belong?
In order to talk about that point, it was necessary to consider whether wearing a combat uniform every day could be tailored as part of a ‘fashion sense’.
As for why I say this, I can count on one finger the number of times I’ve seen Nefertiti wear anything other than her loungewear and combat uniform, even today.
“Ready to go out.”
Narmer – A costume worn by nobles of the Nile. It has a fantasy feel to it, but the decorations are nice, so it feels like going out.
Who is it, it seems to be similar to the daughter of a pharaoh nobleman.
But what I wanted to ask was something else.
“… First of all, what is the color of your skin?”
“Sekhmet guild-style camouflage.”
“Where is the camouflage of the tanned brown?”
Hit. This young lady used her magic item to change her own skin color to a healthy brown. As I was about to take out Loki’s ring, I sighed.
“Transform… Discoloration? Anyway, it will be released in one day.”
“That is fortunate.”
The reason tanning is repulsive is that, like a tattoo, once done, it is hard to turn back.
It might be better than a tattoo, but it seemed like I wouldn’t see Nefertiti living with brown skin for several months. And after including that sense of security, it’s better than I thought.
It’s a combination of a solid body and brown skin, but doesn’t it look good?
I hate it because I’m not a racist. It was quite good as an occasional spice.
“Queuuuuu… !!”
However, there was another reason why Veronica was punished and tears of blood flowed from her eyes.
“Master, how could it not be?! Valet! Even an attendant is fine, so take me with you!”
“It’s okay because I would love to treat you as a slave.”
I met Veronica’s eyes and said. Hit. It was the sound that her eyes met with her with her feet on her knees, and me standing with her.
I squeezed my hand, which had become smaller like Jammin’s, and then opened it.
“And don’t you like it too much? It’s just that I’m a little bit older.”
Hit. Right now, I was transformed into Jammin North Ho, as if I had taken Apotoxin 6969, a rejuvenating drug that even Conan Doyle liked. This was Nefertiti’s request.
Veronica changed her target to her Nefertiti after I turned to her Pumpkin.
“Nefertiti! Isn’t it too much to monopolize an asymmetrical weapon that we couldn’t even ask for permission to use because of our hesitation! This is a blast! I have the right to hug my young master!”
“… Tenkushinryu “Mythic Clothing” Effortless Overdrive.”
“Oh no.”
It is said that there is no cowardice in a warrior’s match, but now that is a bit despicable.
For the creator, the non-rule attack that is comparable to the bral attack was to recite the lines in the creation as it is. Veronica sank without making a sound.
─Poof.
Nefertiti hugged me, who had turned into a 9-10-year-old mite, and gave me a unique faint smile.
Yes, as long as you like Nefertiti, that’s fine.
“Where are you going?”
“No festival. Today is the busiest day.”
I guess so. There is an event to show off the return of the artificial throne instead of 7.
That’s why you can’t see Loki. Now there the popes are going to mention Loki and pray. You’ll be busy pulling out the thread tomorrow.
“Then where?”
“Tircin’s old estate.”
“Eh?”
─Break it!
Nefertiti took me on the warp device. I called the Warp Shuttle several times, and it was a magic item that the bicorns made for me, but thanks to that, when I opened my eyes, we were in a territory we had never seen before.
-Dung, land! Boom, land!
The sound of hammering is loud.
It was a construction site where golems replaced manpower like a dystopian science fiction society.
What the hell are you making, you are rebuilding a poor small town almost from the ground up. Romanian weavers, dwarves, and sometimes elves are also seen.
“What are you doing here?”
“Larilura, didn’t you say anything?”
Lalilura, is it you again?
It’s not like a hamster in some kind of fucking big cage. If you take your eyes off it for a second, it flashes from east to west. When I stuck out my tongue, it made a heavy sound.
“Kyaaaaa!! Sister Dana!! Collapse, collapse!!”
“It’s an experiment!! It’s an experiment!! Of course it collapses once or twice!!”
Koo Goo Goo Palace—!!!!
I looked at it, wondering if there had been an explosion, and heard the sound of a large piece of metal falling. Although the flying Valkyries supported it and laid it beside it.
“Franc! Isn’t the measurement wrong?!”
“Yes. I got it right according to the calculation. Mr. De said it couldn’t bear the load at this size.”
“Damn it. No matter how much mana metal can be mass-produced, metals higher than this are not worth the price.”
Clara jumped up as Dana kicked her tongue as she wiped off the dust.
“No, no, madam!! As long as you support it well, there is no problem!!”
“Aha♡! Don’t worry, there will be no cancellations! Even if you want to stop this project, it’s too late! Because Tirsi has even received the support and approval of the Senate!”
“It’s no joke. Shall we go one more time?”
“OK. My mana is fine Although a few golems were destroyed. Lol.”
What the hell Are all our wives gathered?
The name of Tyrsi came up, and I think I knew it because Nefertiti also brought me. So you’re saying that only me and Veronica didn’t know?
Are these women arrogantly ostracizing the West? Has the time come and gone to let her husband know how heavenly he is in the spirit of the Confucian Taliban?
“Teeeng… Being bullied… Sad tech…”
I sniffed and Nefertiti stroked me. Mama, comfort me…
“So what is it, is this?”
I whimper and ask questions. Looking at this scale, it seemed like a fairly bold project.
‘Just looking at the number of workers, it’s quite enough.’
I wanted to build a frontline fort, but the walls have already been framed, and aren’t the wives doing something like a maneuver experiment?
Nefertiti brought her index finger to her mouth.
“Secret. I was strictly forbidden from leaking it so that I could not speak.”
“Eh? Is it a secret from me too?”
“Yes. Especially a secret for Norse and horn mothers.”
Horn mother is Veronica’s nickname? It was the same I frowned a little.
“If they do that, there must be a reason. She’ll be fine if you understand, but shouldn’t Nefertiti bring me here?”
It doesn’t matter if it’s a secret. The other day, it seems that Lari Lura got an idea, and if she thinks it’s an extension of that, won’t she let me know sooner or later?
Nefertiti smiled softly. She was like an older sister with whom she shared secrets.
She said, “I didn’t tell you not to bring it.”
“… That’s true.”
It’s up to you to say it, but it’s great. I grinned.
“Seeing what he hid from me, it feels like he was aiming for a hidden camera.
“Yes. I am also right.”
Nefertiti smiles as if she’s happy to know.
However, that was then.
─Break it!
Since we were at a point with a good view, there was a sign that someone else was casting
No, it could have been avoided. However, since the person who appeared right behind him was a fairly competent person, even if he threw himself at this timing, the fact that there was a person running away would not have been discovered.
Our master-class warrior couple thought that far in a moment and refrained from acting.
While burying her face in Nefertiti’s side breast, I turned around and saw a beautiful white-haired beauty. It was Tyrsi, our mage who was hard to see because he was busy these days.
‘Fuck you, right? Did you find out right away?’
My heart was pounding, but I immediately regained my senses with the battle instinct of a transcendent.
Rather, it went well. If it had been someone else, it would have been devastating, but isn’t the other person Tyrsi, a black ox or white ox who gives me his body, mind, and soul?
The only thing I can do is attack him right away, pamper him, and then hypnotize him into submission. Oops! Hypnosis time! Plenty of cum inside and make me an internal spy!!
〈Ah, are you an investor from Narmer-Nile?〉
… Dadet?
Tirshi spoke to us with a business smile, as if he hadn’t realized who it was at all. As if he found a corner to come out of money in the middle of a long need.
‘… Ah, Loki’s ring!’
Suddenly, I look at the ring on my finger.
Loki said that this ring doesn’t work with anyone who knows my real face. Although it is an illusion that impairs facial recognition, it must have meant that it could not interfere with the information in the brain that had been memorized in advance.
But what about us now?
Nefertiti became a sexy tanning goddess who seemed like she would use a bomb hidden in a sacrifice in Domino City’s Duel Tournament, and now I’m in Super 1 Jam Min Mode.
Both of them didn’t deviate much from their previous impressions, but what if the effect was triggered thanks to that?
Tirshi gracefully pointed to the construction site with her palm.
‘Can you come with me for a moment? Let me explain. I’m sure your son will like it.〉
Son Do we look like the tanning madam and her son from Narmer-Nile?
Me and Nefertiti cast eye contact.
-I didn’t tell you what was going on, but you didn’t listen, did you?
—Nord, you’re making a villainous face.
─It’s the skin wavelength.
We laughed like intimate hats, and Nefertiti lowered her voice.
Hehe. If you want investors, you shouldn’t have said it.
