The Warrior Is Disappointed in You 81

Chapter 81 – Catherine Was Quite Unique

‘It looks nice.’

To be honest, Catherine’s body her was overflowing with very erotic places.
Her small and slender body her compared to a human had her breasts raised quite well, and her pale pink nipples could be seen tightening up.
The straight abs built up at the blacksmith’s work her made her already thin waist look thinner, and the dizzyingly curved buttocks her below caught my eye.
A curved vagina was visible through it, and, as expected, no hair was found on Catherine’s vagina.
Overall, it can be said that the legs are short, but the proportions were not bad, so it did not bother the eye.
On the contrary, the well-proportioned legs on the full subject gave a feeling of being dainty.
And under those dainty legs, brown leather shoes resembling rye bread caught my eye.

“Aren’t you taking off your shoes?”
“Ah, this, this…”

At my words, Kathryn flinched at her body with a bewildered expression.
It was a curtsy who blurted out the end of her words as if she was hiding a big secret, but I was certain of her identity of her, which I guessed from her reaction of her.

“S-I’m sorry, but the shoes… It’s too ugly to see…”

I approached Catherine as she spoke with a very nervous expression.
Then he knelt down in front of her and began to untie the knots on her leather shoes.
As I tried to take off her shoes her, Katherine shook her body her with a confused look and started making strange noises.

“OMG…”

I glanced up at Catherine, who was covering her face with both of her hands her, and took off her shoes her.
I saw small, dainty feet, and, as expected, short, glossy hair and soft skin protruded from under the soles.
It seemed that her appearance of her, foreign to human feet, was the reason Catherine felt ashamed, but in fact, she had no reason to be ashamed.
Unlike the dwarves’ beards, which looked a bit messy, the hair on Catherine’s feet her looked rather soft and fluffy.
To put it bluntly, she seemed to be looking at a rabbit’s fur, or she looked like she was wearing slightly thick socks.

“Ugh!”

When I lightly touched her foot her in her strange thoughts her, she let out a terrified scream.
It seems that the soles of my feet are much more sensitive than I thought.
Satisfied with the feel of her soft fur, I said to Catherine.

“They weren’t dwarves, they were rabbits.”
“… Yes?”

At my words, Catherine was staring at me with an expression that she was hearing for the first time.

**

The rabbits.
Unlike the Dwarves who built their cities, they were difficult to find on the continent.
And there was a reason for that.
Dwarves usually only talk about sex, but they didn’t tolerate it when someone touched them.
However, the Rabbits lived by adapting to nature, and it was hard to find greed.
Humans, dwarves, elves, and all kinds of monsters.
No creature on the continent left the proud Rabbits alone, and they naturally began to disappear from the continent’s history.
The name Rabbit was only mentioned in old history books and in fairy tales from which it was spread.
Thanks to this, most children treat the Rabbits as fairies because of oral traditions such as mushrooms being the only thing they covet.
A rabbit who likes mushrooms, I thought it was strange.

‘No, I didn’t know that mushroom was this mushroom.’

That’s what I thought as I watched Catherine massage my cock with a greedy face.
Like the rabbits who crave mushrooms, she rubbed my things and her breathing her was getting faster and faster.
Of course, my cock wasn’t a mushroom, but at first glance, there were parts that looked pretty similar.

“Ha… This is so good.”

Katherine squeezed my cock with both her hands and she told me so.
At first, the purpose was to study the cock itself, but now it seems that the act of touching itself has begun to feel pleasure.
From a certain point on, the image of Katherine massaging my cock with her half-open eyes, licking her lips, looked quite erotic.
The problem was that I was not much different from Catherine’s condition hers.
The feel of Rabbit’s feet when touched lightly had an addictive quality that was difficult to explain.
Her outer hair was as smooth as the finest carpet, and the texture itself was as soft as jelly, or rather, like a woman’s breasts.
To be honest, even at the moment Catherine was massaging my cock, my mind was filled only with the feeling of the soles of my feet that remained in my hands.

‘No, I don’t have to put up with what I want to do, right?’

In an instant, I came up with an idea, and soon I was able to solve all my worries.
When I didn’t answer Catherine, she was looking at me with a worried expression.
She was half-obsessed with mushrooms, no, my cock, but she’d grown up hearing about her being ugly all her life, and she was still watching me.

“Catherine. Isn’t this enough?”
“Yes? Ah… Yes.”

Catherine, who was brought to tears by my words, nodded her head in agreement.
She seemed to think that she had been touching her cock for a long time.
But I had no intention of putting an end to her kinky affair with Catherine, so she started telling her lies to her.

“Well, it’s embarrassing to keep touching her like that.”
“Is that so?”
“Catherine, are you still curious about my cock?”

At my words her, Kakatrin opened her big eyes and looked at me.
Her expression was that she could n’t understand why I was asking such a question, but her head her was moving rapidly up and down.

“It’s not like I keep touching it with my hands… How about something like this?”

I brought her out with a sinister smile at her innocent nodded face.

**

“Ahhhhh…”

Karen twitched her body and let out a strange moan.
As soon as she returned to the dwarven city, she found the hero’s room, but the figure of the hero was nowhere to be seen in the room.
But Karen was a woman who never gave up.
Because she had already stimulated her own womb, Karen, with her desire soaring, thought she had to somehow find her hero.
And in that sense, magic was a truly great ability.
Commonly, when thinking of wizards, they only think of their ability to kill on the battlefield, but that wasn’t the only reason why wizards were given preferential treatment.
An existence that can track and monitor enemies, sometimes create substances that do not exist, and change the environment itself on the battlefield.
The true power of magic lies in its high versatility, and Karen is now fully demonstrating that ability.

‘Where are you? Where are you?’

Even as Karen felt her womb her vibrate, she concentrated on pursuing the hero’s whereabouts her.
The Dwarven city was not on a scale that only a 5th circle mage could look at, but Karen was somehow casting a tracking spell on the entire Dwarf city.
It was possible because Karen was a genius, and because the dwarf city had a vertical building style rather than a wide radius.
And above all, the biggest reason was that Karen’s mana, which created a circle in the womb for the first time in the long history of magic, was unmatched and stable.

‘I found the car.’

Using large-scale tracking magic, Karen was able to locate the hero immediately.
It was a forge that the hero had requested the production of a sword, and Karen also knew the approximate location.
As soon as Karen undid his magic her, he started walking at a brisk pace toward the smithy.
I wanted to run right away and shout to the warrior to fuck me, but the whole womb felt tingling, so I couldn’t properly put my strength into my legs.
In fact, Karen was doing her best just by walking like that.

‘Ugh… Driving me crazy.’

Karen was diligently walking toward the blacksmith’s smithy with a erratic step.
Her panties were so wet that they were soaked, and no matter who could see her walking in a strange posture, she was naturally attracting the attention of the dwarves.

“Oh, look at that human race woman. Isn’t that erratic walk just like the day after that?”
“Haha, what kind of crazy guy would fuck an ugly woman like that? I’d rather nail it to a tree.”

There was no way that the voices of the Dwarves chattering without notice would reach Karen’s ears to her.
Naturally, Karen was pissed at their sexually harassing jokes, and in her heart she wanted to burn all the sacks of shit to death.
However, she told Karen that what was urgent right away was not to deal with worms, but to meet a warrior.
And the smithy where Karen arrived after suffering so much humiliation was locked at all.

“What, what? Warrior? Are you in there?”

Karen checked her locked door, and she shouted inward, but no answer was heard from her.
Again, what makes wizards great is not their ability to kill, but their versatility.

“Hassot!!”

Karen cast her magic again, and she began twisting her thighs in five circles that constricted her womb.
Even as she reached a short climax with a strange pleasure, as if someone had squeezed her belly tight, Karen’s eyes were fixed on the inside of her forge.