Things had to be on the floor.
faithful to what he had said, the smell of Raw Snow completely controlled what was wrapped inside his body. She continues to harass and provoke the pain, but as soon as she sees a chance to assess him, she pulls him out of her hole and silences him. Under pressure from something black snow, Azin became her spectacle, feeling humiliated and had to make an excuse with her own hands. Waving hands, sticky senses, dark smells... A mixture of hungry females and males. The scent of Raw Snow gives a red smile as she passes her sweaty hair.
"Don't get me wrong. Don't be creepy."
When Azin finished his third ordeal, the black snow scent no longer tried to act. She sits on the bed touching the red-blooded flesh, and she gasps as she wakes up. I lost my strength to his stuff over and over again. The cold floor was hot wet with the sticky liquid that azine had vomited.
"This is nothing more than an act to satisfy her desires. It is not the affectionate behavior of men and women, nor is it the behavior of animals for the preservation of race. It's just hungry females eating males."
The scent of Raw Snow raised its hand to bring it to me. A sticky, transparent thread intertwines between her fingers and makes cobwebs. Raw snow looks at it and giggles and reaches out to Azin.
"Did you have fun?"
As he looks at the hand approaching his face, he opens his lips. Naturally, the scent of Raw Snow shoved a finger into Azin's lips.
"Was she in good health?"
".. Yes."
The fingers in my mouth dulled my pronunciation, but the answer was enough. Raw Snow's scent bursts into laughter in Azin's answer.
"And yet it was humiliating. That makes her even more enjoyable. Conquering reason is something only men can feel."
"Sadist."
Ajin thought, and not surprised. It was overwhelming and sadistic enough to enjoy the pain and humiliation of the opponent. Ajin moved his tongue as he felt the bitter taste of it hovering in his mouth. He licks the raw snowy fingers that tickle his teeth carefully.
"If you don't like it, think of it as a reward for your hard work. Or you can enjoy each other's company. Haven't you tasted Bonjour?"
I couldn't finish it. Azin narrows his eyes and licks the knuckles of his black snowy fingers. If you asked me if I was satisfied, I wasn't satisfied. After all, it may have been a desirable satisfaction because of the circumstances, but the mental satisfaction is not yet. One day, I'll make her fall like a dog, and then I'll treat her like an animal. I'll make every hole in your mouth squeal and cry for help. And I will sow the seeds you speak of as trivial within your body. Azin took it upon himself.
"What are you going to do with Shake?"
After stirring his finger in Azin's mouth for a long time, he asked, pulling out his finger in Azin's mouth. She twists her legs by brushing her flimsy finger against the duvet. A limb that has not worn anything is moving and a lump of flesh is still red.
".. to learn magic from him."
"Hao. I'm giving you the Thousand Horsemen and practicing the Marathon Technique. Don't you get satisfied yet?" Magic. Magic.
The scent of Raw Snow frowns with its hands on your forehead.
"There's nothing wrong with learning magic, but it's hard to expect such explosive growth. Because aerospace and magic are not the same as how you express your power or how you use it. It may not be impossible to replace the air with magic, but it will take a lot of effort to make it possible."
Ajin is silent and silent. Then he listened to the smell of Raw Snow. Although she has a dirty personality, she is a master who is several steps taller than Azin, and will be more familiar with this world than the NPC player, Ajin.
"Not bad... not bad. But I wouldn't recommend it. Whatever you learn, it's your right to be a player. Think of it as advice from the Most High. It's good to know magic, but it's hard to work with a shaman. If you have a force other than internal air, the amount of internal air that can be increased by the energy drain will decrease, and if you try to take both, you may end up as an unfaithful moron."
"Yes, I understand."
In the words of Raw Snow, Pain bows her head deeply. I was frankly surprised that arrogant girl would say this, but I thought it was none of my business. After all, learning magic is just an excuse.
He had no intention of learning magic.
*
"Oh, are you here?"
Zach opens the door and greets you. As soon as she saw Sage, she bowed her head and politely greeted him, and Shake waved his hands at her.
"Thank you for doing this."
"Haha, people... don't be like that. I needed an assistant, too."
Zach replies with his white hair scratching at his clean head. Whether he was just experimenting or not, he was rolling up Robe's sleeves on his unusual white glasses. Along with the smell of reagents in his body, Azin recently heard and smelled a lot.
'Hanemos.'
Azin picks up his sack and gives it to Shake. Zach opens his eyes with a sack handed to him by Azin.
"This... is a lot. This seems to be the most abundant thing you've brought me lately... Have you eaten and gathered only Harnemos? "
"Do you... need anything to help Zach with his research?" "
"No, that's not it. It's just that there's so much... I'm sorry you had to go through so much. "
You know better. Azin smiled on the outside and thought so on the inside. In order to collect this much Hanemoth, he left the Raw Snow house yesterday and wandered through the forest without rest for an entire day. From the realm of the Black Wolf where Hanemos grows to the realm of the Blue Wolf, Hanemoth is collected by wandering through the passage several times. Had it not been for that, he would have put down his plan and swung his fist in Shake's face for a moment.
"I'll put this to good use. Well, come on in. "
After Shake's gesture, Azin carefully enters his house. Of course it was an act. I intend to squeeze and be nervous. Shrug your shoulders, slow your feet, and look around. It's better to show folly, he thought.
"Are you the assistant he mentioned? "
Then came the first voice I heard. Azin looks down at the owner of his voice. She was a tall woman with glasses on her short, dark hair. For a woman, her height was small and her breasts were mediocre.
"My daughter, Lunia. "
Zach introduced Arjun to Lunia. Azin bowed his head as soon as he said that.
"Nice to meet you. I am Ajin, who will be helping Shake from today. "
At Azin's words, Lunia looks up and down in a dark expression. Maybe he's an outsider and wants to explore. Azin shifts his gaze slightly, hesitating over Lunia's self-observant gaze.
"Hans' brother said he hunted a lot of blue wolves. It doesn't look that way. "
"Haha, I think this guy's a little nervous. "
"No, I was just lucky. "
Ajin replied politely. There's no need to bluff. Nothing wrong with being modest. In response, Lunia wrinkles her nose.
"If you're lucky enough to leave, wandering through a wolf-filled forest to save Hanemoth, you should be able to support that skill. Well, I don't really care. Can I call you Ajin? "
"Yes, it doesn't matter. "
In response, Lunia shrugs and turns away. She takes a few steps after making a small footstep, turning her head as if remembering.
"Dad, it's good to experiment in the basement, but it smells so bad. If your clothes reek, it's a big deal, so please be careful. "
"Oh, right. I'm sorry. I'll be careful. "
In response, Lunia twitches her lips and turns back up the stairs. Her room was on the second floor. After hearing Lunia's footsteps, Shake scratches his head and looks at the pain.
"But she doesn't like the smell because she's a girl. For the sake of the experiment, I can't help it... Ah, you be careful. If it smells like belly, it won't go away. "
He says so, opening the door next to the stairs. Along with the quaint scent of underground medicine, the scent of full reagents and harnemos was thick.
"The lab is down there. Follow me."
Following Shake down the stairs, a living room sized laboratory reveals itself. There are potion bottles with reagents everywhere, and on the large table in the center are tools for experimentation. Shake first points to the old robe on the wall.
"Put that on first. "
Faithful to that, pain wrapped around the robe. The clothes reek of Hanemoth. The particle, Ajin, had a robe, and Shake continued to point to safety gloves.
"Gloves made of black wolf hide. It doesn't matter if I'm used to it, but if you touch something you've never experienced, it could cause skin disease. "
"By the way, what kind of experiments are you doing? "
Azin asks, wearing gloves. He snorkeled and looked inside the lab. The first thing I saw was a pile of Hanemoth on one side. Hannemos was piled on a magical jewel painted white on the floor, and it was freshly plucked and scrambled for days.
"We are trying to create a new potion with the pure and bold magic of Hanemoth. "
Zach points to the reagent on the shelf. They were different colored reagent bottles, but it seemed to be a Dam Force potion with the magical powers drawn from Hanemos.
"We're changing ratios and adding stuff like that, but it's not as good as I thought. "
"Potion... how? "
"It's literally a magic potion. A potion that restores magic. There are already many kinds of it, and many of them use Harnemos... But what I want to make is a potion that works better and still uses Harnemos' Clean Magic Power. If making and breeding is successful, this is going to help a lot. "
"You're amazing."
Azin was amazed at the amount of potion and Hanemoth. Saying that, Shake nods his head with a proud smile.
"Harnemos isn't that rare... so if you succeed in breeding, more wizards will be able to use potions. Now, I'm going to tell you what to do. "
Zach points to the tool on the table.
"The priority is the processing of Hanemoth. First of all, I'm thinking more artificially than through magic. Grinding, boiling... or burning. The first thing you have to do is try everything you can to find out which one is more efficient. This is a simple task that you can do without the expertise of magic, so don't be so nervous. "
"Yes!"
Ajin replied loudly. Seems like Sage felt a lot of tension.
Even though he wasn't nervous.