Chapter 1224 – The Stinky Land

“Wow. What’s wrong?”

It was the first word of Mold Mold when he opened his eyes.
She lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

Mold mold is a daily life. The morning weather was very uncomfortable.
She has as many enemies as she has on her side, and it is secretly stressful to smile in front of her side.

The day after she was under a lot of stress, when she opened her eyes, she often felt stuffy like lead.
It was clear that being humiliated by Dre was a huge stress for her, so she knew her heart would be tight for a while this time too.
Losing her first experience to that ugly fish-eyed trash. Wouldn’t it be natural

But…

“So absurd?”

Mold Mold spat out like that once again.
The reason why it is absurd is because her heart is not stuffy at all, but rather it is clear as if it has been pierced.
Not only did her chest feel refreshed, but her whole body seemed to be full of energy.

The only difference is that her lower abdomen seems to keep buzzing…

“Under…”

She straightened her body and thought of last night’s affair.
Abnormal sex that started in front of that nasty Rald…
The sense that that man’s thing overruns, conquers, and dominates one’s entire body.

…It felt good.
She was indulged in pleasure to the point where she was out of her mind.

“Haaa…”

Mold Mold looked around her.
This is her room
Who the hell moved it?

‘That man?’

Did you carry it in your arms as if you were hugging a princess?
When she remembered the scene, her chest felt strangely tickled.

“…You treated others like toys and left without saying anything.”

This should be protested.
Thinking so, Mold Mold called her maid to get her ready to go out.
And she heard all about the paranormal giant’s rampage last night.

“Did that happen while I was asleep?”
“Yes!! The warriors did a great job this time too…! Uh-huh. You should have seen the giant in person! I wish it was so big…”

…Come to think of it. It seems that he was hugged by Dre with the sound of something exploding in a dreamy situation.
Now that I think about it, was she trying to protect herself?

“Is that giant a new type of monster that appeared in the land of stench?”
“Yes. It was slightly taller than the barrier!! That’s why everyone was very anxious! The warriors announced that they would seal the land of stench!”
“Is it sealed?”
“Yes. They say they are leaving with an expedition tonight!”

Mold Mold chatted a little longer with her maid, then parted ways and called in information from one person to another to try to figure out what had happened last night, and got a rough picture of what had happened.

‘I don’t know what a portrait giant is, but it’s clear that it suddenly appeared…’

How should I move to benefit from this situation?
The girl thought of her politics with an ungirlish sensibility… And felt her heart suffocate in her clear heart.

“As expected. I have to meet that trash…”
“Mold mold.”

At the nasty voice called from behind, Mold Mold frowned and turned his back.

Enemies for life there. Rival. Lald was wearing the ‘Princess of the Earth’.

Earth Princess.
A treasure said to have been made by a legendary artisan, and clothes that were allowed only to Hest’s heir candidates.
As clothes that enhance the charm of dwarf women, who mostly have a bagel impression, Mold Mold was something I really wanted to try on.

However, the current head of Hest assigned the earth princess to Raldd, as if telling her not to dream, and Mold Mold, who was young at the time, could not resist because the head of the family was so strong.

Mold Mold thought that appearing wearing that would be tantamount to Rald de provoking himself.

‘Because pretending otherwise is like a sneaky bitch.’

Mold Mold, who cursed Rald on the inside, gave a refreshing smile on the outside.

“What are you doing~ Mr. Lald~”
“I’m going to see Dr. Do you want to go with me?”
“…”

The mold mold hardened at the unexpected content and barely answered.

“…Why do I have to go see him~?”
“Did you feel good yesterday?”

Mold Mold hurriedly looked around and then glared at Rald.

‘This year. Am I here to be Meg?’

Rald tilted his head.

“I was in a great mood…”

Having nothing to say, Mold Mold sighed.
In fact, she knew that there was no malice in Lald’s words or actions. She is just amazingly candid.
And she was told that, from what people had told her earlier, she had displayed that frankness to the full yesterday.

“I heard you had an argument with the prince yesterday?”

Lald puffed out his cheeks slightly and placed his hands on his hips.
It was a gesture that said I was angry.

“The prince spoke ill of Dre.”
“The prince?”

Does that handsome, politicized man speak ill of the man who would be his current best ally?
I wondered what it was about, but Raldd looked back as if he had nothing more to say about it.

“You won’t go to Instructor Dre for the mold, right? Then I’ll go alone.”
“For a moment.”

Mold Mold summoned Rald.

“…I didn’t say a word that I wasn’t going.”
“Then are you going?”
“…”
“Dre feels good. Let’s ask for another hug.”
“Everything, you…!!”

She was about to say if she had no shame, but then Mold Mold came up with a good idea for her.

‘Seeing how he defends that trash to the point of fighting a prince who is kind to him… It must be that Rald and that trash are secretly in a romantic relationship, right?’

Gwang-yeom knows that he has a separate lover, but seeing that Lald is this much attached, it must be a deep relationship.

Mold Mold is a life stolen by Rald.
At least he himself thought so.
Life stolen. Then. Could I steal one?

‘NTR in the language of the Gentiles…Or did they say NTL? Anyway, I’ll take that man away.’

Mold Mold smiled refreshingly and answered.

“Mr. Rald. Dre-sama seems to be very tired right now~ Shall we go together next time?”

Lald thought hard and nodded his head in agreement.
Of course, Mold Mold was fully prepared to meet Dre alone right now.

Why?
All the tightness in his chest was gone.

“Yes?”

Lulua widened her eyes.
The prince, who came to his room in person in the morning, bowed his head in apology and said that he would retract his remarks yesterday.

“I’m sorry. Lulua. The sense of mad flame is so good that I had no choice but to sincerely cheat.”

There was no great disappointment or anger on the face of the prince who said that.
He was the usual Prince Dolia, always running in a straight line towards his dreams and making rational judgments.

“Th-thing… I belong to the prince, so it’s okay to deceive me…”

Lulua’s heart was greatly agitated.
…Don’t you have to quit?
Really?

“Lulua. You are a very attractive and excellent woman. There are many attractive women of all kinds around Gwang-Yeom, but you are by no means inferior to them. I thought Gwang-Yeom would have fallen for your charms by now.”

The prince asked with a coy face.

“How did Lulua react when I told her that she was quitting her duties yesterday?”
“…Uh, that…”

He tried to say that he asked me to do it one more time, but then I was stumped thinking about how to make an excuse after that.
Lulua mumbled his mouth and said.

“…That. He was very sorry.”

No lies were told
I just didn’t say everything.

“Also!”

The prince clapped his hands in disbelief and liked it.

Lulua felt a bit disappointed by that action.
I wish I could doubt it a little bit… I wanted to, but as soon as I hugged the prince, the feeling of sadness disappeared like melting snow.

“My Lulua. You did a great job.”
“Prince… You’re trying to shake the mind of a mad flame.”

Clever Lulua noticed the royal road’s intentions.
Simply put, the prince wants to be a ‘likable but difficult person’.

So far, the prince has been scoring points with Dre by giving her beautiful Lulua and actively helping with the manor business.

And yesterday. He put a strain on Dre by pretending to be greatly disappointed at a disappointing point.

A person who does not feel guilty even if he behaves recklessly to an ‘easy person’, but is a difficult person who is likable. Master, for example. Older brother. It’s a law that wants to do something to the benefactor.

Even if it is not a grandiose teacher-like relationship, it is human psychology to want to be liked if it is not an easy person.
The Prince was meant to be that kind of person for Dre.

Of course. This must be done carefully and with great insight.
If you cross the line wrongly, a ‘likable but difficult person’ becomes ‘an object to be hostile to because it is irritating and difficult’.

Lulua admired the tightrope that she could do because she was a quick-witted Prince Dolia.

In fact, when you think about it, it was natural.
Now the prince’s secret wish. The existence of Dre, who is currently a trialist and the successor of Prunar, has become indispensable to the goal of eradicating the land of stench and further exterminating the demons.

There was no way a prince steeped in politics would do something that had fallen out with him like that.

“I’m sorry again Lulua.”
“No. Prince. As I said before, I belong to the prince. You don’t have to be sorry at all.”

Lulua was sincere.
Rather, I was grateful.

With this a little more… I can be hugged by that strong body, receive that kind consideration, and be asked for passionately…

Guilt tickled her chest, but the pleasure that made her lower abdomen burn hot was greater than that.

“I must go see the light flame. Before that… Lulua.”
“Yes. Prince”

The two pursed their lips.
And Lulua pursed her lips… Well. It was only for a moment, but she thought she remembered someone herself, and she forced herself to forget.

***

Hmm.
This person. Did you see that you were trying to push me?

[Wow]
[Whehe]

The soul friends were shit again.
Ugh. Don’t vomit inside me, go outside and vomit with this.

[No. Why is it called Mildang unanswerably?]
[That is also against a man.]

Guy
Okay. In front of my eyes was Prince Dolia.
Yesterday, he wanted to be angry with an awkward attitude, but today he brought a present, bowed down, and apologized saying he was really sorry for his actions yesterday.

What. Generally, it’s touching when someone who has been angry is sincerely remorseful and apologizes.
Actually. The prince felt sorry for me. That must be

I also feel sorry for the prince.
Yesterday, when I did naughty things with Lulua for experience, it was quite dangerous.
I almost ‘put it in’…

Feeling guilty and liking at the same time, I accepted the prince’s apology.

Instead, I also decided to touch him deep down.
For example, the reason why he hates demons so much.

There was no way that the prince really had no thoughts about Lulua. It must be painful to have such a good woman hugged by her husband.
And Lald, who he likes, wrapped me up yesterday.

“Dre’s always been right. Don’t talk about him.” I said it harshly.

That would have hurt a bit.
Because a woman who truly loves is blaming herself for another man.
The prince has a crush on me, but there must be dissatisfaction with me, so the reason why he bowed his head so low to me. I was curious about the driving force.

“Prince, may I ask you a sensitive question?”
“As much as you like.”
“Why do you hate demons so much?”

The prince was silent for a moment, then he smiled lightly.

“Haha. Now, looking at the question, it seems that my shallow wits have been exposed. I pretended to be bluffing towards Lulua, but Dre-sama’s insight is at the level of thinking that he is an omnipotent god.”

I immediately responded to his exaggeration.

“Ah. I hate God. Except for a few.”
Haha.”

I’m not kidding.
The prince yawns He groaned and opened his mouth.

“…It started with my mother being killed by a monster.”
“!”
“Beautiful. Caring. Smart… Great. To the extent that my father has not yet accepted a second wife.”
“…Uh… That…”

I was perplexed.
I wondered why the queen couldn’t be seen…

“You don’t have to worry about it. Every time I think of that time, I can recall the strong hatred of the monsters and the demons, so I rather like it.”

Reminds me of hatred?
Usually, when you say that a long time has passed, the sadness has been diluted a lot… Isn’t that what it means?
After all, the prince was not an ordinary madman.

“Monsters. Demons. These are beings created only for slaughter through an unknown mechanism by combining demons. They are creatures that would not have existed in this world without demons.”
“Do you hate demons because the source of demons is demons?”
“There is a reason for that. Do you know that, Dre?”

The prince told many stories.

Stories about demons catching dwarves and using demonic power to ‘breed them’ or enslave them.

The various stories committed to invade this holy place.

Even the respected teacher lost his life in the fight against the demons.

“At first, I only hated monsters. So, as I investigated the source, the demons… Gradually, gradually… I hated them.”

Result of aggregation of numerous data. They came to the conclusion that demons are creatures that should not be alive.

“My dream is to annihilate the demons.

The prince bowed his head.

“I will follow you for the day when Dre-nim will annihilate the demons, even in the distant future.”
“…”

His words. It means to soothe yourself.
It reminded me of me who neglected those children who were like friends.

A mother who died in front of her eyes.
It reminded me of my dad who glared at me like he was going to kill me in front of my eyes.

…Relatable and damn.
I let out a sigh.
I just wanted to hear it.
…But I also have a feeling that I should show kindness to the person who bows down to this extent.

“Prince. I heard a phrase as a trialer.”
“…? Which…”

I told you the information I had heard from Boyd’s native Ryunar, with a little change.

“It was that those who mastered the ordeal would be given the power to trample the world straight away… That’s right. I emphasized the word straight.”

The prince blinked his eyes, then stopped a moment later and trembled.

“If it’s straight… It… Can’t be…”

The prince immediately exclaimed in excitement.

“The finished product of the Super Giant! Are you saying there are more?”
“Irene.”

Instead of answering, I called Irene.
Pod! An ocher-colored light appeared.

[Trial.]
“How many more finished products of the Paranormal Giant are there?

I said while staring at Airen.

“I’m telling the truth. You know? So…”
[1000 pieces.]

We both stood tall at that number.
…1000?

[1000 finished products are hidden very deep.]

Portrait giant.
Each one is equivalent to a hero party, and has power that can easily kill even the demon king of 1 purgatory… 1000 of them…?