Chapter 700 – Ep.698 Tullius Empire
“Master Bizelin.”
“Yes… ?”
When I opened Master Bizelin’s door and entered, Master Bizelin, who was stretched out on the bed in a precarious position, lifted his head slightly, chewing my hair in his mouth.
“It’s already lunch. How long do you plan on sleeping? And since hair is not edible, spit it out.”
“Buh…”
I approached him and gently pulled the hair that was in his mouth, and fortunately, Bizelin woke up and obediently spit out the hair that he was holding in his mouth.
“Keuuuuu~!! Taha~”
Although she is an adult, she straightened up and sat upright after stretching her cute, unadultly limbs up and down her body.
“Water.”
“Can’t I use acupuncture?”
“…”
“I will come back.”
Seeing the cold gaze, I quickly went down to the kitchen and returned with a glass bottle filled with cold water. However.
“Puh-ha~”
Bizelin, holding a water bottle of unknown origin in his hand, is breathing heavily and wiping his mouth with his sleeve.
“It’s in storage next to there. Where does it go?”
“… “I wish you had told me before I went.”
“My voice isn’t coming out well, so I need to give myself a chance to speak.”
That’s right too.
After quickly understanding, I put the water bottle in my hand into the storage room following Bizellin’s instructions to ‘put it there’ and returned to the bed and sat down.
“So what’s going on?”
“Quite, you’re speaking as if I’m someone who won’t come to you unless I have something to ask you.”
“It’s actually the first time you’ve come in since you came to the mansion.”
“… Should I at least hit your head?”
“Is it because you want to see someone die?”
When I pretended to hit my head, Master Bizelin quickly used magic to make me sit up on the bed.
“So? “Something important?”
“It’s related to Bizelin’s meal.”
“What.”
Mr. Bizelin, who was just trying to listen, suddenly became sharp.
“It doesn’t mean you can’t keep the promise you made back then, does it?”
“… Absolutely not.”
“Why is there hesitation in answering?”
“I don’t have the correct answer sheet yet…”
I felt like I would really disappear if I got dressed, so I spoke honestly about the current situation.
“… “Did you hang out with those perverts?”
“Oh, it’s a misunderstanding! I didn’t hang out because I wanted to fit in, right? But I guess they aren’t necessarily that bad…”
“Aren’t the guys who commissioned bags to carry women in them bad guys?”
“Sorry.”
I went down to the floor and hit my head.
This time, Bizelin didn’t stop me either.
“Hmm… Dimensional bag, subspace… “That’s interesting.”
“Now that I think about it, Bizelin, haven’t you ever thought about making something like that?”
“Why would I need that? “I have everything I need in the mansion and I can solve everything with magic.”
“Well, that’s true too.”
In the first place, she had no reason for Master Bizelin to carry around many items.
It wasn’t a world where battles occurred as frequently as other places, and thanks to my father-in-law, there were a lot of magic tools close to modern civilization that harmonized well with fantasy.
“Why not try making it now?”
“It’s not a bad idea. “But it’s Smith.”
“Yes.”
Naturally, I knelt down on her knees and looked up at Bizelin, who was smiling brightly.
“If that happens, in the end, I’ll solve my problem and then I’ll have to buy it and go through the trouble, right? “Why should I do that?”
“I was short-thinking.”
I once again stabbed Bizelin in the head, who was still smiling.
“You’re crazy, so stop and come up.”
“Yes.”
I got up quickly and quickly climbed onto the bed and sat down.
“Chair.”
“Chair.”
I put my hand between Bizelin’s soft armpits, who was wearing only a thin, see-through negligee, and placed her on my thigh.
“Pat, pat.”
“Pat, pat.”
And I carefully stroked Bizelin’s head, starting with the top of his head as he rested his head comfortably on my chest.
“Hmm, your body temperature is warmer than usual.”
“I came after taking a bath. “Oh my.”
As if he was going to gently stroke her head, Wieselin suddenly slipped over to the side.
“Hmm~ I started falling asleep again because of you.”
“Would you like me to touch your breasts?”
“… “How can you not change even though you became a father?”
“Huh, that was a joke.”
Master Bizelin’s narrowed gaze was very stinging, but I endured it. Otherwise, I had a feeling that something bad would happen.
“Oh, they say a man is still a kid even when he gets older, and that’s exactly what they say.”
Master Wieselin slowly got up again, slapped the back of his head against my chest and spoke.
“Take out each and every item you have made so far and explain them to me.”
“Yes.”
Since I was asking for advice, without saying anything, I listed on the bed one by one the sacred objects I had completed so far.
The stockings that made me who I am today, the fairy of the night.
It was the first manual dildo I made and the bow of comfort that I connected with Giena.
A sword of comfort that was created to sell to adventurers who preferred swords to non-mainstream bows, but ended up becoming something more than a dildo.
A token I made by mastering magic for the first time and combining my abilities.
An all-purpose device that is the first remote electric dildo made using slime core and resonance stone.
An all-purpose patch created by combining a slime core that causes tickling with a penetrating ability at the request of a crazy pervert who only wants armpits.
Finally, an all-purpose straitjacket made by knocking out all abilities except the penetrating ability.
“I made a lot in just over a year.”
“Hmm.”
I cleared my throat slightly and carefully stroked Bizelin-sama’s head so as not to disturb him.
“I said this only has a warming effect and an effect of erasing presence, right?”
“Yes. “It was created for symbolism, so it has no other abilities.”
“That’s right.”
Master Bizelin held up a token made from Adrian’s hair and looked around, then threw it back on the bed and said,
“I thought we had to add something sexually related, but that wasn’t necessary. “I can’t believe you came to me after thinking about such a simple thing.”
He let out a sigh that contained a lot of things, then slowly raised his head and looked up at me.
“What are you finding difficult? All you have to do is put the holy relics you’ve made so far and attach them appropriately so that you can carry them around. There are a variety of uses and sizes, so isn’t it enough to be able to store them without being limited by size and weight?”
“Oh… ?”
“Oh? What is it? “I just hope that Winter resembles Kernax.”
“I’m also desperately hoping… “Ahh?!”
Mr. Bizelin’s small hand very sharply pinched the flesh on my groin area that was exposed by wearing shorts.
“Once he becomes a father, he should gain more confidence. Anyway, when you’re done with your business, go make some toast. “Go down and eat.”
“Yes…”
Rubbing her sore groin, she carefully lowered Bizelin, who was sitting on her thighs, next to her.
“But Bizeline.”
“Why?”
“What if it doesn’t work?”
“Slime hack? How did you do well with that? “When you open the bag, slime jumps out and swallows you.”
“… Transformation.”
“What?!”
“I’m going to make some toast!!”
Bang out of thin air! I quickly ran out of the room, covering my head with both hands when a large cane appeared.
**
“My daughter. “Dad, will you come home?”
He kissed the soft cheek of Winter, who was sleeping in Kernax’s arms without anyone knowing who was carrying him, and left the mansion, leaving an even deeper kiss on Kernax’s lips.
“Kkkk!!”
After leaving the mansion, I waved the document case in my hand and smiled like a villain. I wasn’t aiming for it, but I thought I should laugh as quietly as possible, and that’s what came out.
‘I didn’t know that Biesel Lin’s opinion would work.’
Of course, some details were added, but the basic structure was exactly as Bizelin had said, so it was virtually a sacred object created by Bizelin.
This was the birth of a dimensional bag that could swallow anything that was pushed into its mouth, regardless of its size.
In addition, one of the characteristics of subspace is fixedness.
It was a setting that maintained the condition it was in when it was put into the bag, regardless of the passage of time.
The difference between this and time stop is that if a living subject enters, the consciousness remains awake even though it cannot move.
In other words, while your mind is intact, you continue to enjoy the feeling of being trapped in a dark space where you cannot tell the passage of time.
However, there is a weight limit of 1 ton and there is a condition that living things cannot be placed.
Anyway, the name ‘Mimic Case’ was given to this sacred object that was created in this way.
And what I now have in my hand is the ‘Mimic Case.Mk2’, an improved version that eliminates the weight limit and allows it to swallow a single living creature.
A perfect Mark 2 that not only changed the appearance of the basic drawing like a super-vibrating sword, but also added a completely new setting and added another drawing.
“Brother.”
“Heek?!”
At the sound of Ravel’s sister’s voice coming from behind me, I screamed without realizing it.
“Guy.”
“Ugh…”
Fortunately, my sister grabbed my back at the right time and I was able to avoid falling face down on the floor, but I was almost strangled and passed out.
“I was laughing out loud to myself, not even noticing people approaching me. “What were you doing?”
“By creating a new tool…”
“Equipment?”
I drooled on my slightly dry lips as my sister responded by tilting her head and wagging her tail.
“Sister.”
“What. Brother.”
“I want to test the new tool I made on my sister… “Could you please be quiet for a moment?”
“Of course. “I was curious too.”
“Thank you!”
I gulped and took five steps back.
“When I open this, it’s slippery! “It will pop out, so don’t be alarmed and just stay still.”
“Slippery… “I don’t want to feel bad.”
“I’ll clean it up later.”
“I don’t even like water.”
“… “There is also magic.”
“Hmm. “Then it’s okay.”
After updating the new information that Lady Ravel hates water, I opened the mouth of Mimic Case Mark 2 wide.
Wow ──!!
The nearly transparent sky blue slime tentacles quickly stretched out towards Ravel. And…
“… “I felt very uncomfortable.”
“Uh, sorry. “I’ll take it off now.”
Slime tentacles were wrapped around not only my arms and legs, but also my waist and neck, making an eerie sound and pulling me hard, but my sister only slightly furrowed her eyebrows because she felt uncomfortable with the literal stickiness.
It was a tentacle that attracted Siran, who had come up to the test saying it would definitely be fun…
Gurgling.
As I withdrew my power, Mimic Case also withdrew the slime tentacles it had spit out.
I quietly closed the mouth of the case, took out the cleanliness scroll from my pocket, and thought.
‘… ‘Let’s never confront Sister Ravel.’
