The Master and Slave World 103

Chapter 103 – 103. Men May Be Squeezed to Death! Let’s Drive Out Females With Obscene Fertilization Holes! 2 Nights 3 Days Outdoor Practice Day 2

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In the woods.
A road, as if there is no such thing as a length.
Where does camping go and what hell…
I was currently following Sylvia through the bushes while holding the Dark Bringer.

Sabak! Sabak!
Smooth… Boom bung! Wheein!

A fantasy world where nature really lives.
Various proteins are swarming everywhere.
It is a story that there are so many snakes and bugs.

“Ugh.”

“What’s wrong, Yusei?”

“Yeah, it’s nothing!”

“Foot! Why are you laughing so much?”

“Hehe! Well?”

Sylvia looked back at the sound I made and asked, and the fucking feeling that had engulfed my heart disappeared in an instant.
How can such a feeling survive when a Hollywood one-top teen actress looks back and smiles.
… In fact, it overwhelmingly surpasses that! At least, it is pitiful that it can only be described with such an expression.

‘Hey, I want to kiss you. I don’t have time at all.’

He crosses his steps without stopping and continues to imagine nonsensical things.
If Sylvia ever goes to Earth, she will shock the world.
Perhaps it will be known as the fairy’s incarnation itself.
Wow, I can’t even imagine.

Wheein! Chak-

‘Oh shit. Worms for real!’

In the midst of a good mood, bugs cling to the body again.
Roughly knocked it off
If it bursts and gets bodily fluid, it’s a little weak…
Peek behind
After Yan and Hailey, the witches followed in two columns one after another.
Within today, we must track down and defeat the monsters living in the forest.

‘But why is Sylvia keeping ahead of me when we’re in second row?’

While thinking about that, I could see the reason when I looked at her surroundings instead of the rustling back.
… Hmmm, this master was one step ahead and was quietly laying down the bush?
I guess my expression was goofy. Such consideration may be natural in this world, but it was a bit unfamiliar to me.

“Eww! Bug… !”

“Yes? What! These are my slaves!”

Sylvia glared at my body, exasperated by the mistaken self-talk.
What happened after that was obvious.
Sylvia, enraged by her fuss that a bug the size of a dick touched my body as a slave, turns on the light in her eyes and searches for it.
She grabs the bug with her bare hands and throws it away.

Poof!

In the meantime, he manages to survive unscathed.
The thrown bug spreads her wings and flies elsewhere.
She can be easily knocked out with magic, but the reason for using her hand is unknown.
It must be his true intention to try to touch Bonamana and Gumsa-gumsa slave.

‘Ig, it’s like a conniving master who doesn’t value his face. That’s the charm.’

Sylvia doesn’t squeal much when she sees or touches insects or reptiles. At first she was surprised, but she is out of this world.
Idea is different.
Although she used to live like a sassa, Sylvia, who is born with the temperament of a noble family and is a gifted girl, has no qualms about picking up small bugs with her bare hands.

“It’s fine?”

She was Sylvia, who showed genuine concern as she gently rubbed my skin with bugs with her soft fingers.
This is true
It’s tickling.

“Sylvia… I’m thankful, but he said that since the two of us stopped, everyone stopped later. Look, let’s walk again.”

Her procession stopped as she, her leader, stopped abruptly to clear away her bugs.
With roughly two-thirds of her anger and one-third of her joy, she hurriedly caught and removed her bugs, and she apologized shyly and started moving again.
Surprisingly, there is a justification that the precious slave was attached to the bug, so at least this time everyone understands the atmosphere.

‘Even if I lived in this world for a year, I can’t help but feel dumbfounded. I’m thankful and fortunate.’

Sarak! Sarah Rock!

The dirty big grass road keeps blocking the way in front of me, so I want to push it all away.
Aren’t witches bothered by this?

‘Coming to think of it, they were soft humans.’

Emotions are completely different.
They are surprisingly good-hearted people who don’t get annoyed because they’re a little uncomfortable.
Watching them go all the way without cutting it, it’s clear that they don’t think these weeds are annoying like me.
No no

‘Damn it. A group of flying insects ahead of me!’

Wrinkle your eyebrows.
My eyesight has improved, but I can see well, so it’s a problem again.
Sylvia gave me a tip as she glanced at me as I walked alongside.

“Yusei. Would you like to envelop your body with a very slight magic wave? Even if you do that, you can make small bugs of the minor level avoid approaching.”

“Oh yeah!?”

Magic This is truly omnipotent.
I immediately tried it without stopping.

“Just a little bit, just a little bit weaker.”

Hmm.
Fantasy-
The joy of learning how to use mystical magical powers.
The happiness of being taught by listening to a pretty voice is here.
Kya

“Like this?”

“Um~ My slave? Do you want to see how the master is now?”

Looking at Sylvia, you can tell she’s fucking pretty.
Notified immediately

“My master is pretty now.”

“That, don’t say that. I mean, look at the magic. Hee hee.”

I stare at her as she makes a cute smile with her lips curled up.
The information received belatedly through the eardrum is installed in the brain.

“Aha!”

Gathering mana in her eyes, I saw how much of her mana was surrounding Silvia’s body.

‘Oh I see. It was something like this.’

Looking at her with her eyes, similarly raising her magical power and matching her step by step, Sylvia nods her head and praises her for doing well.

“I think now is the perfect time!”

“I must remember this feeling.”

Haley, who was walking right behind her, cuts in.

“Slave-kun is amazing! You’re a man, but you handle mana very well, don’t you?”

I turned around and she had a curious expression on her face.
I passed the ball to Sylvia.

“It’s all thanks to the master’s good teaching.”

“Ehehe.”

“Ugh, I’m so jealous of the two of you. I also want to come back quickly and see Julius.”

“How far did you fall?”

“Uh~ Are you the one who can’t even fall? It makes me cry.”

Hailey smirked, curling up one corner of her mouth and booing.
Looking closely at her, I could feel the refreshing beauty of a man and woman.

‘This person is also very handsome and pretty. The original version would be fine, but the magical power is really fraudulent.’

Among the nobles of this world, I wonder if there are people who are ugly by Earth standards.

Cook- Cook-

Looking at her other bitch, Sylvia poked her side very lightly with her plain face.
Seeing her inflate one cheek, I involuntarily smile.
How can a person be so cute and pretty?
I’ve watched it steadily for a year, and I’m still excited, no different from the first time.
Sylvia said what she liked about my well-shaped smiling face, and when I laughed, the sullen expression immediately relaxed, and her expression changed to a bright smile that was brighter than mine.

“… We’re going in right now, aren’t we?”

Except for some bugs, they are always friendly, to the point of cognitive dissonance.
Sylvia speaks innocently.

“Then! I’m going in the right direction, so trust me and follow me.”

She is not wrong because the witch who had been to the rescue team once gave a [Map] To Sylvia as well.
All I said was about the bright mood right now… I’m the only one who’s abnormal here, so I’ll be quiet.

“I don’t like these females, but let’s go and save them!”

When they meet, they plan to drive them away, but the intention is to save their lives.
Thinking about it again, I am dumbfounded.
But this guy’s forest is filthy wide.
Are you halfway there?
Ask Sylvia.

“How long have you been here?”

“We still have more to go.”

“I’m curious, do we really have to walk?”

“Since we’re moving together, we have to adjust our movement speed. Are you having a hard time?”

“No no! I’m just asking because I’m bored.”

“Then, shall we talk while we walk? Ask the master anything.”

Since coming to the forest started because of the Witch Hunter, I only mentioned it once.

“I mean Witch Hunter. Are they really scary people who will kill monsters mercilessly if they don’t step out like this?”

“… Of course, they deserve respect, but it is also true that they are terrifying. In terms of strength, there is no woman who can match the nobles.”

“Um, such great people, such… Are you going through… ? Bad luck?”

Such a thing.
It is a vocabulary that I used instead of saying how I lost a slave because I thought it was not something to say instinctively.

“Of course, it got stronger after that. Grief and anger unlock potential.”

Five… That’s really boyish cartoonish.
While I am in awe, Sylvia continues to speak.

“No matter how low-level witches go through such things, they say that they instantly become stronger by several levels. Afterwards, they continued to grow stronger through training, so Witch Hunters are a group that does not have a lot of vacancies even if they are filled.”

“Eh, what do you mean?”

“So, if you get stronger, your lifespan increases.”

“Ah.”

It was only then that I realized the meaning of Sylvia’s words.

“The witches belonging there have a very wide age range. There are people over 500 years old.”

“Her… Are you protecting people that long? You can stop forgetting that time is medicine and meet a new guy.”

Sylvia sulks.

“My slave… You can’t hire new slaves just because you’ve become a noble woman and it’s been 100 or 200 years. It’s not a human or a monster.”

“That, is it?”

“Of course. That’s a bitch.”

“It is a very sad story to hear. Because you have become stronger, you will live a long life and miss your slave for a longer time.”

“That’s why slaves usually have to fuck their masters more often.”

“What?”

No, why is that?
I was taken aback by Sylvia’s sudden words.
She caught a glimpse of a yellow snake sticking out her face and disappearing nearby, but she didn’t pay attention.

“Slave sex is not simply the lascivious lust of women. Just as grief and anger trigger and become stronger, witches can become steadily stronger by pursuing happiness on a daily basis. The happiness of girls is, of course, treated like a toy in the hands of slaves.”

It was a mind-boggling concept, really.
Sylvia even came up with an actual case.

“You remember the strong women who were mercilessly fucked at the hands of slaves in the Witch City?”

“Ah.”

“Nobles can become strong through learning or training, but that is basic. The most efficient way to grow is to be harassed by slaves.”

“Oh my.”

“Even though it’s incomparably slower compared to the Witch Hunters, it can get faster as you raise the water level like the Witch’s City.”

“Okay…”

“You never know when something will happen, right? It means that if you are a noble who values ​​your slaves, you need to earnestly submit to them and become stronger. Before the inevitable terrible thing happens!”

“I didn’t even know that. I thought the owner was just doing it because he was erotic. I’m sorry.”

“Of course it is true that I am naughty. I just wanted to say that the fact that I, an aristocrat, bow down to you and have submissive sex means that I also have a responsibility to become stronger to protect you. So more… “

“Ah, yes. I get it, I get it. What do you mean? There are others, so let’s go there.”

“Hmm! It’s good that you understand.”

For some reason, the back of my head felt itchy.
Turning around, the other witches who had been listening were nodding in agreement.
It’s a bit unseemly to try to give extra meaning to every phrase of being rude. As cute as my master, though.

No matter how much I trust Sylvia, I’ll have to listen to that with a filter. I can see that he wants to do more dirty things. Seeing the other witches’ reactions made it even more so.
… Getting stronger is probably true, but I wonder if 98% is lust and 2% should be for a noble purpose.
Sylvia must be very lewd. It’s also a lovely erotic feeling, but anyway.