'What happened to Spica's brother, though, he was someone who seemed adamant on war.'
No, it wasn't always him. He realised that many of the elven knights felt the same.
"Well, it isn't something that will be fixed right away, but since I've touched both of their precious daughters. I should do my best before leaving..."
"Mnnn.... are you already awake?" Spica's soft voice sounded from his chest, her plump chest squished flat while she hugged his chest after last night. "I really don't want to leave so soon, but you've got to go back right?"
'She's so cute... and soft...'
Orc females were truly the most erotic and lovable women; Asura now understood what Grom'Gaius meant when speaking about how much he loved his wives and how special it was to marry an orc.
"Sorry, Spica... let's sleep a little longer. I don't want to leave either; it's comfortable here." Asura wasn't lying. To be honest, he grew to enjoy this place and the people.
