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Smith, a Black Company in Another World 958

Smith, a Black Company in Another World 958

Chapter 958 – Ep.956 Smith, a Black Company in Another World

It seems like the sky was blue when I first arrived at the meadow…

“Sister.”

“… “Why?”

I spoke while stroking Amela’s back, which was full of the marks I had carved, as she purred and rubbed her cheek against my chest, making a pleasant snort like a well-fed lioness.

“Wouldn’t it be better for us to go back soon?”

“… Just a little more.”

If I’m not mistaken, this must be the 6th time I’ve said that.

I looked at the bright red sunset sky and kissed the top of Amela’s head.

“Is it really just a little bit?”

“… “I understand.”

When Amela raised her head and glared at me with her narrowed eyes, I secretly avoided looking at her, shut her mouth again, and patted Amela on the back.

‘… Okay. This is my original situation.’

I think the girls from Genoa and the Demon Continent have been so generous to me that they have been so generous.

“But sister.”

“… ?”

Ah Mela, who was stretching her arms upward like a real cat, looked up at me with her eyes narrowed in that position. I said, trying to ignore the soft, heavy weight that was pressing comfortably on her chest.

“Did I win the bet?”

Before I could even finish speaking, boom! With a sound, my jaw was hit, and white sparks suddenly flew in front of my eyes.

“No, I didn’t mean to hit you… Ah!! Um, why are you bringing up a story that you’ve already finished?!”

“Okay…”

I looked up at Amela, who was on top of her, looking down at her, rubbing her sore chin.

‘I’m so glad I didn’t bite her tongue…’

When I closed her mouth and looked at her with a sullen gaze, Amela’s angry voice gradually decreased.

“Does it hurt a lot…?” ?”

“Yes.”

“…”

It’s not a terrible death, but this one really hurt.

Think about it.

If the head of someone standing up from below hits the chin, and it doesn’t hurt, that kid is a weird kid. It hurts even if an ordinary person hits me, but the person I hit was Amela.

It was surprising that my jaw wasn’t broken.

“Well, why are you bringing up this already-ending story again…?” .”

“Wait a minute, wait a minute, please keep saying that.”

“It’s different from that!”

“It looks the same to me.”

“Tsk…”

I pulled Amela’s waist tightly, and our faces became close in an instant.

“Why is it so lovely?”

“What, what, what, what, what, what…” …”

Amela’s face, which had barely returned to white, began to turn red again.

Side.

“…”

“My sister, why did you become such a softie?”

We only lightly kissed our lips, as if we were saying good morning, but Amela buried her face in my shoulder, her cheeks turning red.

Then, I moved her flowing hair behind her ear and gently bit her exposed earlobe. Then, Amela wriggled in her arms as if to fawn over her, and I patted her buttocks and slowly raised her body.

“Now, let’s get dressed and get ready to go.”

“… Yes.”

I don’t know if it was because I hit her on the chin or because she was satisfied, but Amela didn’t insist anymore and obediently got out of my arms and put on her underwear and clothes one by one, which she couldn’t even remember when she had taken them off. Br〉

“But isn’t it mana that you wear?”

“You can’t just take it off and leave.”

“Well, that’s true.”

Amela’s leather pants, which were already clinging to her buttocks and thighs, were torn off by herself, so that even with the slightest movement, her plump buttocks were sticking out, tempting me.

“But why don’t you worry about yourself rather than me?”

“…”

Phew, while I was wondering what to do with Agritsa, who was sleeping exhausted and snoring cutely, Amela brought up the problem that I had been ignoring for the most part.

“You must have been very angry, right?”

“Well, that’s fine.”

Amela shrugged her shoulders, glanced at her own bare buttocks, said something like ‘I guess it would be better to just take them off,’ and pulled down her pants! And tore it up.

“… “Are you going to leave with your underwear on?”

“Well, that bitch is that bitch anyway. And if you have any complaints, let’s fight.”

“I don’t know anything else, but I hope that the child born between you and me will be exactly like you and me.”

“… Don’t keep tempting me. Because I really want to pounce on you.”

No, what did I do?

Besides, you’ve been working for half a day, but it’s still not enough?

‘I think I’m really screwed…’ …’

A thought crossed her mind that if she returned to Molingta like this, she might be kidnapped by Siron upon arrival.

‘No, no. Siron is a mother now, so he can’t do something like that… I think I might do it.’

That was when she was moaning alone.

“Oh, you’re here.”

“… ?”

Who decided to come here?

When she turned her head to follow Mella’s gaze, there was another longed-for face there…

‘Sis, please, oh my god.’

Rough breathing, very red face.

Nemea, who could clearly see ‘I’m excited now’ written on her face, walked towards us with great strides.

“Uh, yes, neme──”

“Whoa!!”

Nemea, who was about to attack her, stopped about twenty steps away and let out a deep, deep sigh.

“… “It’s been a while.”

“Uh? Ah, uh-uh. Well, I guess… No, that’s right.”

Originally, we were comfortable talking to each other, but after becoming an apostle of the Sith, Nemea began to use the honorifics on a regular basis to avoid making mistakes in public settings, as you were in a position next to the Sith.

“Well, did you know everything?”

“… Yes. “I heard everything roughly through Kalm.”

At that moment, I remembered how yesterday, when he brought me to Sith’s side, Kalm disappeared for a moment.

‘This guy…’

I realized once again that I was acting stupid.

“Wait a minute, so the helper the Sith was talking about… ?”

“… It was me.”

I caught a glimpse of hope in Nemea’s answer.

“Okay, then. How far can it be transmitted… ?”

“… I stopped when I reached Amela. I think you won’t like it──”

“Nemea!!”

“Now, now, wait!!”

“… ?”

I was so happy that I tried to run to her and hug her, but Nemea moved as far behind her as I got closer and urgently stretched out her hand to stop me.

“Ji, now… It’s the limit, so it’s dangerous to go any further…”

“Ah…”

I immediately understood what I was trying to say and quickly retreated to my original position.

And only after retreating did Nemea’s behavior come into view.

‘… It wasn’t something to be very happy about.’

Did you say it was Jo Sammosa?

I was happy, thinking that my actions with Amela would not be leaked and that I would get ripped off less, but now I realized that there was another bomb standing right in front of my eyes that could explode at any time.

“Well, even with your hands… “Would you like me to take it out?”

“…”

“Uh, um. “I’ll just shut up.”

I thought she was used to glaring because she had glared at me more than once when I was mischievous, but it seems I was just mistaken.

I was able to realize through the sincere glare just now that Nemea had never sincerely glared at me.

“Whoa…”

Nemea sighed deeply once again and walked towards Agritsa stretching out into the distance.

“… I will retrieve this. And may the goddess tell you.”

Said Nemea, who had put Agritsa roughly at her side, looking at me and Amela in turns.

“Amela. “After taking Mr. Smith to the mansion, return straight to the temple.”

“Great, if it’s soft, you should go.”

“What, why?”

For your information, I was the one who asked why.

No, if Amela is gone, who will give strength to my testimony?

“The people who escorted you here said they were heading here through an underground passage.”

“Oh my god, Sith.”

Even though I knew I shouldn’t do that, I couldn’t help but sigh.

The wives at the mansion must be very angry, and the party from Genoa and the Demon Continent will arrive there tomorrow?

“Well, first—”

“Wait!!”

I stopped Nemea, who was about to leave, and urgently contacted Sith.

‘Sis? Sis? Are you seeing everything? Yes? Uh? Well, what is it? Can’t I go to the temple first? I need time to organize my thoughts. Huh?’

【If you want to do that, you can do it.】

‘… Really?’

Since I accept opinions so obediently, why does it make me even more anxious?

【Of course. It’s just a delay for a day, so do whatever you want.】

‘Then──’

【If you admit that you are a piece of trash who is more afraid of being scolded by her wives than a daughter anxiously waiting for her father, then do it.】

“… Sister.”

“Ok. Why?”

I stood next to Amela and said.

“Let’s go to the mansion right now.”

Smith, a Black Company in Another World

Smith, a Black Company in Another World

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
5th year in this world. They are still being exploited by the company.

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