Chapter 535: Episode 534: Hunted Ian
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"Hah... hah... hah..."
After that, Ian and I continued the meeting, scolding each other.
In the atmosphere before the match, I hope Esther, who knows everything, is putting up a sound barrier....
Without Sole, our reputation, which revealed our nature, would have faded by now.
The current situation is that I have a slight advantage. [M]
The equilibrium hasn't broken down yet... but Ian, who couldn't bring it into the Short Term Showdown, kept getting a heavy wooden knife filled with water and getting tired.
The amateurs seem to be fighting each other, so the spectators who wanted my game are enthusiastic.
"Shit! I hate persistent men.Please dye your blood quickly, Master. And it smells like sweat. "
"That's each other. By the way, Ian, the attack has been slow for a while now.That's ridiculous. Can't you run out of stamina? "
"Kh...!!"
You're starting to feel anxious about the superiority and inferiority spreading... Ian is twisting his mouth with regret and staring at me.
"Punishment game, what should I do ~? Pride only needs a discipline to make a fool of a butler pay his share, right?"
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"I wonder if there's anything more humiliating and unforgettable than a child resmaid.Hey, Ian from Loser, why don't you think about it? "
It's pathetic to chase a weak friend any longer... but I can't let him get away with it, so I won't forgive him until the end.
Forgive me for hurting you when the game is over.
"Ugh... ahh... uhhh!!"
Ian stopped his delicate attack and started his own Special Attack. [M]
If we had a quiet meeting, we might have been able to reverse it... but where did our usual superior behavior go?
Well, if you're so mean in a bad situation, you can't be scared.
"Cumming. It's fun to jerk off a squirrel when you're upside down and intimidating her.If you're scared, you can run.If you "apologize" to the throne, I'll miss you. "
"......... You really have a bad personality.It's not hot... In that case, Esther and the others will hate you, too. "
"I have no choice but to say I'm sorry, better than a miserable squirrel.Fufu, this is exciting. Cheerful Ian, your punishment game. "
"Mhh...."
Waiting for the defense to pass, Ian throws a very popular rumor at Ian, who is carrying out an abandoned attack.
If you leave it alone, you don't have to hit the person who will self-destruct directly from the front.
It's not funny, but I'll let you win in the most reliable way.
"Guu...!?"
Waiting for a few minutes to go around the defense... Ian, who had a furious onslaught, suddenly sounded like he was suffering.
As a result of continued neglect of the pace distribution, fatigue and fatigue caused by MP consumption weakened the grip and made the meeting unbearable.
His wooden sword, which I started, was thrown out of the scene drawing a parabola and rolled towards the guest seat. [M]
"Whoa... hold on to your weapon, incompetent.Is it over? It suits you, but it's a miserable end. "
"Master...."
My wooden sword was torn apart by Ian's onslaught.
But it still doesn't have any big cracks... so it could be used as a threat.
"Conceptualize. Haaa!"
When I saw Ian losing his weapon and exposing his gap, convinced of the overwhelming advantage, I shook a wooden knife down his shoulder to tear him apart.
"Uu... no... not yet!!"
Normally he would surrender here, but this time he had something to think about.
Ian, who had his wooden knife down, threw away his right shoulder with tears in his eyes and made time, pointing a wind arrow behind me.
If we do more, we'll both be seriously injured... but I don't think we're going to pull it off.
"Shame on you, little squirrel. Don't you like punitive games that much?"
"Shut up, Jink! Damn it!!"
Ian tried to shoot me with a broken heart.
I could go around the defenses again and avoid his obsession... but somehow I wanted to fight him, so I smashed his right shoulder with a wooden knife.
And he tightened his neck with both hands as he clasped the arrow of the wind.
"Gfufu...!"
With the expression that Ian can't lose against me with a royal hand, he pushes the remaining left arm into my belly, which is empty.
But.....
"Gofufu... you've got the day...!"
With the magic of the wind, Ian wondered how much damage he could do to his guts without dying.
It sounds good to say "companionship", but don't stop moving in the middle of a match!
If you are too weak to make that decision, surrender at the threat stage!
With Ian's suicide, I could afford to attack, creating a jet of water behind my shoes and poking my head at his nose.
Ian, who was unable to defend himself in time, was struck by my brain when my skull smashed his nose and front teeth.
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"Hah... hah... hah..."
After that, Ian and I continued the meeting, scolding each other.
In the atmosphere before the match, I hope Esther, who knows everything, is putting up a sound barrier....
Without Sole, our reputation, which revealed our nature, would have faded by now.
The current situation is that I have a slight advantage. [M]
The equilibrium hasn't broken down yet... but Ian, who couldn't bring it into the Short Term Showdown, kept getting a heavy wooden knife filled with water and getting tired.
The amateurs seem to be fighting each other, so the spectators who wanted my game are enthusiastic.
"Shit! I hate persistent men.Please dye your blood quickly, Master. And it smells like sweat. "
"That's each other. By the way, Ian, the attack has been slow for a while now.That's ridiculous. Can't you run out of stamina? "
"Kh...!!"
You're starting to feel anxious about the superiority and inferiority spreading... Ian is twisting his mouth with regret and staring at me.
"Punishment game, what should I do ~? Pride only needs a discipline to make a fool of a butler pay his share, right?"
…………
"I wonder if there's anything more humiliating and unforgettable than a child resmaid.Hey, Ian from Loser, why don't you think about it? "
It's pathetic to chase a weak friend any longer... but I can't let him get away with it, so I won't forgive him until the end.
Forgive me for hurting you when the game is over.
"Ugh... ahh... uhhh!!"
Ian stopped his delicate attack and started his own Special Attack. [M]
If we had a quiet meeting, we might have been able to reverse it... but where did our usual superior behavior go?
Well, if you're so mean in a bad situation, you can't be scared.
"Cumming. It's fun to jerk off a squirrel when you're upside down and intimidating her.If you're scared, you can run.If you "apologize" to the throne, I'll miss you. "
"......... You really have a bad personality.It's not hot... In that case, Esther and the others will hate you, too. "
"I have no choice but to say I'm sorry, better than a miserable squirrel.Fufu, this is exciting. Cheerful Ian, your punishment game. "
"Mhh...."
Waiting for the defense to pass, Ian throws a very popular rumor at Ian, who is carrying out an abandoned attack.
If you leave it alone, you don't have to hit the person who will self-destruct directly from the front.
It's not funny, but I'll let you win in the most reliable way.
"Guu...!?"
Waiting for a few minutes to go around the defense... Ian, who had a furious onslaught, suddenly sounded like he was suffering.
As a result of continued neglect of the pace distribution, fatigue and fatigue caused by MP consumption weakened the grip and made the meeting unbearable.
His wooden sword, which I started, was thrown out of the scene drawing a parabola and rolled towards the guest seat. [M]
"Whoa... hold on to your weapon, incompetent.Is it over? It suits you, but it's a miserable end. "
"Master...."
My wooden sword was torn apart by Ian's onslaught.
But it still doesn't have any big cracks... so it could be used as a threat.
"Conceptualize. Haaa!"
When I saw Ian losing his weapon and exposing his gap, convinced of the overwhelming advantage, I shook a wooden knife down his shoulder to tear him apart.
"Uu... no... not yet!!"
Normally he would surrender here, but this time he had something to think about.
Ian, who had his wooden knife down, threw away his right shoulder with tears in his eyes and made time, pointing a wind arrow behind me.
If we do more, we'll both be seriously injured... but I don't think we're going to pull it off.
"Shame on you, little squirrel. Don't you like punitive games that much?"
"Shut up, Jink! Damn it!!"
Ian tried to shoot me with a broken heart.
I could go around the defenses again and avoid his obsession... but somehow I wanted to fight him, so I smashed his right shoulder with a wooden knife.
And he tightened his neck with both hands as he clasped the arrow of the wind.
"Gfufu...!"
With the expression that Ian can't lose against me with a royal hand, he pushes the remaining left arm into my belly, which is empty.
But.....
"Gofufu... you've got the day...!"
With the magic of the wind, Ian wondered how much damage he could do to his guts without dying.
It sounds good to say "companionship", but don't stop moving in the middle of a match!
If you are too weak to make that decision, surrender at the threat stage!
With Ian's suicide, I could afford to attack, creating a jet of water behind my shoes and poking my head at his nose.
Ian, who was unable to defend himself in time, was struck by my brain when my skull smashed his nose and front teeth.
"Hah... hah... hah..."After that, Ian and I continued the meeting, scolding each other.In the atmosphere before the match, I hope Esther, who knows everything, is putting up a sound barrier....Without Sole, our reputation, which revealed our nature, would have faded by now.The current situation is that I have a slight advantage. MThe equilibrium hasn't broken down yet... but Ian, who couldn't bring it into the Short Term Showdown, kept getting a heavy wooden knife filled with water and getting tired.The amateurs seem to be fighting each other, so the spectators who wanted my game are enthusiastic."Shit! I hate persistent men.Please dye your blood quickly, Master. And it smells like sweat. ""That's each other. By the way, Ian, the attack has been slow for a while now.That's ridiculous. Can't you run out of stamina? ""Kh...!!"You're starting to feel anxious about the superiority and inferiority spreading... Ian is twisting his mouth with regret and staring at me."Punishment game, what should I do ~? Pride only needs a discipline to make a fool of a butler pay his share, right?" "I wonder if there's anything more humiliating and unforgettable than a child resmaid.Hey, Ian from Loser, why don't you think about it? "It's pathetic to chase a weak friend any longer... but I can't let him get away with it, so I won't forgive him until the end.Forgive me for hurting you when the game is over."Ugh... ahh... uhhh!!"Ian stopped his delicate attack and started his own Special Attack. MIf we had a quiet meeting, we might have been able to reverse it... but where did our usual superior behavior go?Well, if you're so mean in a bad situation, you can't be scared."Cumming. It's fun to jerk off a squirrel when you're upside down and intimidating her.If you're scared, you can run.If you "apologize" to the throne, I'll miss you. ""......... You really have a bad personality.It's not hot... In that case, Esther and the others will hate you, too. ""I have no choice but to say I'm sorry, better than a miserable squirrel.Fufu, this is exciting. Cheerful Ian, your punishment game. ""Mhh...."Waiting for the defense to pass, Ian throws a very popular rumor at Ian, who is carrying out an abandoned attack.If you leave it alone, you don't have to hit the person who will self-destruct directly from the front.It's not funny, but I'll let you win in the most reliable way."Guu...!?"Waiting for a few minutes to go around the defense... Ian, who had a furious onslaught, suddenly sounded like he was suffering.As a result of continued neglect of the pace distribution, fatigue and fatigue caused by MP consumption weakened the grip and made the meeting unbearable.His wooden sword, which I started, was thrown out of the scene drawing a parabola and rolled towards the guest seat. M"Whoa... hold on to your weapon, incompetent.Is it over? It suits you, but it's a miserable end. ""Master...."My wooden sword was torn apart by Ian's onslaught.But it still doesn't have any big cracks... so it could be used as a threat."Conceptualize. Haaa!"When I saw Ian losing his weapon and exposing his gap, convinced of the overwhelming advantage, I shook a wooden knife down his shoulder to tear him apart."Uu... no... not yet!!"Normally he would surrender here, but this time he had something to think about.Ian, who had his wooden knife down, threw away his right shoulder with tears in his eyes and made time, pointing a wind arrow behind me.If we do more, we'll both be seriously injured... but I don't think we're going to pull it off."Shame on you, little squirrel. Don't you like punitive games that much?""Shut up, Jink! Damn it!!"Ian tried to shoot me with a broken heart.I could go around the defenses again and avoid his obsession... but somehow I wanted to fight him, so I smashed his right shoulder with a wooden knife.And he tightened his neck with both hands as he clasped the arrow of the wind."Gfufu...!"With the expression that Ian can't lose against me with a royal hand, he pushes the remaining left arm into my belly, which is empty.But....."Gofufu... you've got the day...!"With the magic of the wind, Ian wondered how much damage he could do to his guts without dying.It sounds good to say "companionship", but don't stop moving in the middle of a match!If you are too weak to make that decision, surrender at the threat stage!With Ian's suicide, I could afford to attack, creating a jet of water behind my shoes and poking my head at his nose.Ian, who was unable to defend himself in time, was struck by my brain when my skull smashed his nose and front teeth.
