Chapter 25 – Episode 25 – Can We Go Back to the Forest…? (3)

The clear liquid caught fire.
At first, red flames appeared and shook menacingly.
But soon the flame calmly settled down and began to turn blue.

Soon, when the flame turned bright blue, a lid was placed on top of the liquid.

“Does this really make it drinkable?”

While Poti went to get another alchemy alcohol, Hernán lifted the unlit container of the liquid.

“Yes. Originally, if you just eat it, you will go blind, but if you burn the poison inside like this, you can drink it without any problems.”

The saintess put the liquid handed over from Hernán into a glass bottle.
Water with pieces of dried fruit floating on it was poured.

“Of course, if you eat it as it is, the alcohol content is too high, so you should drink water.”

“I am surprised. The saintess knows this.”

At Hernan’s words, the saintess laughed bitterly.

“Sometimes there are people who eat something like this and bring it to the temple. In particular, the poor in the city often eat dangerous things.”

The thought that he and the elf would drink such a dangerous liquid made him a little concerned.

Hernan watched with concern as the saintess lit the next bottle of alcohol.
And he shook his head at that serious look.

Potty and Marina are taking care of it thoroughly and examining it, so it’s probably no big deal.

Instead of asking what would happen if you die from eating, Hernán asked a fundamental question that led them to do this.

“Why is the demon god doing this?”

“You mean isolating us from the world and forcing us to have children…”

The saintess slightly slurred her words.
Hernan didn’t ask to make her feel uncomfortable.
So I cleared my throat and turned my attention.

“Are the gods so free?”

“Not really. In fact, they are very busy people. The same goes for drinking.”

The saintess also talked about her field of specialization instead of bothering to touch on a heavy topic.

“However, the demon god is a slightly different person from the gods we serve.”

The saintess spoke quickly when Potty, who had been rummaging through the box, returned.

“Our gods work by divine power, or miracles. Show me the unbelievable.”

Hernán was distracted by the sight of Potty approaching, wagging his ears.
That’s why I couldn’t concentrate properly on the saintess’ words.

Seeing that, the saintess also smiled bitterly as if she couldn’t help it and shortened her words.

“But the Demon God reveals himself thoroughly through magic.”

Before Hernan could even reply, a long ear arrived in front of him.

“This should be enough for Hernan and Silnia to drink, right?”

Potty held out a sealed bottle of alcohol and looked at Hernán.
Patting cute Potty’s hair, Hernán also opened the lid of the bottle.

“Later, when my stomach is empty, have a drink with me too!”

Ernan nodded.
I don’t know when Potty, who said she could get pregnant while pregnant, would be hungry, but I also wanted to see her drunk.

I don’t know if the warrior will allow it.

Hernán backed away slightly from the throbbing pain.

“Hey, do you have a headache?”

Potty asked anxiously.

“No. I’m just going to do something on the other side.”

Potty’s bunny ears drooped slightly.

“Where the hero and the devil are?”

She didn’t seem to like that fact.
Before I came here, I wouldn’t have shown it at all.

Now that she had removed her robes and exposed her own body, she was very emotional.

“I’m worried. Maybe Sharpie is being scolded by Karine.”

Potty nodded her head.
Perhaps it was thanks to her subtly trying to befriend her Demon Lord, but Potty was friendly towards her Sharpie.

“Everyone, go.”

When Potty waved to Hernan as he left, Hernan shook his hand and came out.

The next destination is right next to the lab.
It was Sharpie’s special room.

When I opened the door quietly, the hero and the devil were talking under the pink light.

“Does it smell good?”

“It’s nice, but what exactly is this for?”

The hero was looking around and sniffing a red candle.
Sharpie was working hard beside him to please the hero, not knowing that Hernán had come in.

“Use it when you want to make her lover feel your hot heart!”

“A hot heart?”

“This is because the candle wax is low temperature… Ah, Hernan!”

Sharpie lifted her face brightly as Hernán came.
She had animal ears on her head and a different tail on her hip.

Thinking of not asking anything about the figure and acting normally, she went to the side of the two of them.

“Can’t we just drink? Why do you take care of that?”

“You can’t just drink and finish.”

Carine said her calmly, but slightly tightened her hand holding the candle.
She must be offended that she, too, plans with her own hands to make her lover sleep with her other woman.

But her desire for the throne was too strong.

“I’ll put a scented candle in the elf’s room while you and the elf drink. Relax or relax.”

And she had strong faith in Hernán.
Especially recently she seemed to be thinking that way.

At first, she often showed signs of insecurity about sleeping with other women, but after Hernán gave her her rose, her insecurities subsided considerably.

Is it because she believes that no matter what she does with the other woman, she will eventually come back to her lover?

Whenever she guessed her thoughts like that, the thing that made her rather anxious was herself.

“How are the requirements?”

The ever-cheerful dreamer’s voice diverted the attention of the lovers who were lost in their own thoughts.
The one Sharpie brought with her looked similar to the one she gave to Potty last time.

It was just bigger and seemed to have less air leaks.

When both Hernan and Karine looked at it suspiciously, the demon king squeezed the air out of the balloon as he had shown before.

“I put this on the tip of my breast nipple… Haang!”

Even when the Sharpie released her hand, it continued to stick to her breasts, sucking the nipples under her clothes.

“Huh… I heard she sometimes uses it for milking. Maybe that elf likes to die?”

The hero reached out his hand to the demon king’s chest with an expression of disgust.
The momentum was so vicious that I wondered if he was going to hit me.

Hernán hastily held out her hand to stop it, but she didn’t have to.
Just before reaching it, the hero himself stopped his hand in shock.

Now that Sharpie is pregnant, is it hard to touch her?

“It would be better if someone really sucked it…”

Sharpie watched her body tremble as the hero withdrew his hand.
Then she grinned and removed the object.

Her clothes came with it, revealing her pink nipples that rose in an instant.
Carine opened her mouth slightly annoyed when she saw Hernan staring blankly at him.

“Anyway, get ready. I will prepare too.”

Carine took some of her suitable scented candles and left.
Hernan was subconsciously trying to ask her to stay longer.

However, this obscene place is the most unsuitable place for her.
Both as a princess who needs to be chaste and as a lover who refuses to conceive and refuses to have sex.

“I am surprised.”

Sharpie sat next to Hernán, tidying up her clothes.
Of course, even if it was neat, it didn’t mean much because the clothes were too revealing.

“What are you up to?”

“The hero said he would decorate the elf room himself.”

Hernán opened her mouth heavily as he watched Karine leave.

“Originally Karine, she likes decorating and is good at it.”

“Okay? It is more surprising.”

She deserved to think that Sharpie was surprising to her.
A warrior’s attire has almost no decorations or embellishments for adventure.

There wasn’t much to show off her skills here.
Perhaps, even though she hates sharpies, she dared to come here and pick out her candles to relieve her own stress.

When the thought reached that point, she laughed.
She relieves her stress by decorating her room to help her lover sleep with another woman.

Originally, she should feel sorry for her in this case, but it was a path she chose herself, so it was rare.

“Are you ready?”

“Not really. Is there anyone who is well prepared for something like this?”

She had never been well prepared before sleeping with a woman.
Especially this time she is that Silnia.

It is questionable whether preparation is even meaningful.

“If you’re having a hard time, can I help you?”

“If you’re going to recommend another strange device, you don’t have to.”

Seeing that reaction, Sharpie tickled Hernán by wagging her tails.
Her tail, which hung below her waist, moved by itself, but her tail, which the Sharpie attached itself, only moved when she twitched her hips.

So naturally, she rubbed her hips and the side of her butt against Hernán’s body.

“It means that I will help myself, not those tools.”

“It’s even more embarrassing that you’re helping yourself.”

“Don’t do that.”

Sharpie clung to Hernán one after another with her coy gestures.

“Originally, a woman who hides such lasciviousness will become a dick immediately if you attack her lightly. But Hernan hasn’t had a lot of sex yet, right?”

Hernan sighed and opened her mouth.

“You’re not saying you’re going to come in and help me while Silnia and I are having sex, right?”

“Why! I’ll help send that elven paradise!”

“No.”

Hernan felt a strong reluctance.
She’s not a stallion herself, and why should she have sex in front of another woman?

“Is that a stallion… ?”

But at that moment, Hernán was stunned, feeling that his form was no different from that of a stallion.

“Suddenly, I’m running out of regularity too! A mother must be strong for our child to grow up.”

Sharpie clung tenaciously.
She was old, though, and her lead spent her nights with her.

Then she’ll have to give it a regular.

“If today’s work goes well, let’s do it with your mouth.”

“After all, they won’t let you in…”

The demon king rubbed his horn on Hernán’s chest with a slightly twisted expression.
Rather, Hernan, who thought this was a cute act, put something in his hand.

It was a masturbation device that Sharpie had worn on her chest earlier.

“Take that instead. You can use it together with the one the elf took last time.”

“Didn’t you break it?”

Silnia said to suck her clitoris and smash that masturbator that gave her pleasure.

If it was that personality, she would have been left even if she had already been powdered.

“No way.”

Sharpie flashed her heart eyes.
Other parts of her body were also full of charm, but those eyes unique to the dreamer were particularly intense.

“Do you want to bet? 5 rounds of semen on the masturbation equipment in the elf room. How is it?”

Hernán laughed at Sharpie, who leaned her face against his chest and looked up and smiled.

She soon began to feel guilty about what she had done to the elves, but Sharpie’s gentleness had the power to make her forget even that for a moment.

“Good. I’ll let you know tomorrow morning.”

* * *

Dinner with elves was the worst.
Silnia kept looking at her sharpie as if to kill her, as she muttered something that made everyone around her half-assed.

Only Sharpie, the party to her swearing, was eating comfortably,
The warrior, who always kept a cold expression, put her tableware down as if her appetite was falling.

“Sylnia. Can’t you be nice while eating?”

In the end, Karine said something.
But even though Silnia lowered her voice after glancing at her hero, she didn’t stop.

Seeing that, the hero frowned a little and sent her eyes to Hernán.
Hernán took a deep breath, feeling the texture of the glass bottles lined up under her chair.

His last thought before taking out his drink was if Silnia would accept it if he apologized later.

“Huh?”

Silnia paused as she caught something new in her field of vision.
Hernán squeezed out the juice and held the cap of the bottle containing the cloudy contents.

“Who wants a drink?”

When the lid opened with a cool sound, Silnia’s eyes widened.

“I’m pregnant…”

“Me too.”

Potty and Sharpie were the first to get up.
The hero also listened to the two of them and left the table with a sad expression on his face.

“Hernan.”

The saintess stood up for the last time and approached Hernan.
She looked at Silnia with a sad face, and finally shook her head.

“It’s nothing. Don’t drink too much.”

“… All right.”

Hernan felt that her heart was heavy and looked into Silnia’s face.

Her lines were thin and fine.
It’s definitely a beautiful face.

“Hey, what are you doing? Everyone who won’t eat has entered, so you should drink now.”

The embarrassed face, left alone with Hernán for a moment, could not overcome the desire for alcohol and asked for a glass.

“Aren’t you curious where this came from?”

“I don’t know. Did you soak it with the fruits from here?”

It was the attitude of not caring about the little things.
Hernan also decided not to worry any more.

Since the bottle has already been opened, someone has to get drunk.

“It is strong drink.”

Silnia sniffed her as her drink poured into her glass.
Even the human Hernan’s nose smelled like strong alcohol, so the elf’s sense of smell must have been stinging.

She closed her mouth for a moment, looking at the glass with the dried fruit sediment floating around.
Hernán also poured a drink into her own glass without saying anything.

“Come to think of it, Silnia.”

“Cheers?”

Silnia lifted her own cup as her Hernán’s was filled with her drink.

“No. It’s been a while since I’ve been drinking with you.”

Hernan didn’t drink often, so she didn’t usually join her drinking party.
Compared to him, she was Sylnia, and when she stopped by the city, she often secretly drank by herself.

“I am going to drop my arm. Grab a drink quickly.”

The elf urged me to go and have a drink with an expression of annoyance.
Hernan once raised his glass.

Soon, the glasses of the two collided and touched each other’s lips with another flick.

Feeling his gullet heat up, Hernan glanced at the elf drinking.

She grimaced at the disgusting taste that even the fruit couldn’t mask.
But she kept pouring alcohol into her mouth without stopping.

I don’t know how much Sylnia drinks.
But by no means a large amount.
When she went out for a drink, she mostly had to go rescue Hernán and her saintess, an elf who had become a drunkard.

A beautiful elf who takes alcohol as soon as it is offered, and is not easy to meet in human society.
She was a walking accident generator.

“It tastes a bit bitter. But, if this is enough here…”

The elf intercepted the bottle in front of Hernan and poured it into her own glass.

Taking another bottle from under her kitchen table, Hernán recalled the dizzying accident in the city.

It was the time when Hernan and her saintess went to the tavern to find Silnia, who had disappeared after dinner.
Men were flocking to a corner of the tavern, and the elves’ clothes were coming off one by one.

That day, the tavern received several broken heads from bottles, and Silnia was able to return safely to her party.

Although she was wary of alcohol after an incident that almost prevented her from returning to the forest, Silnia still liked her alcohol even though she was not good at it.

And today, she would realize how the affair would have ended had Hernán and her saintess not come.

“Hernan!”

Silnia’s excited voice was heard by Hernan, who was just sipping her drink.

It’s the most pleasing expression I’ve ever seen.
Are you drunk already?

“Don’t be rude, let’s have a drink while swearing at this fucking place!”

Hernán held out her glass to soothe her headache, which was pounding on her head little by little.

“Okay. For this fucking place.”

The two glasses collided.