Chapter 853 – On Sundays, I Am the Wooden Chef

Expulsion from office.

On the streets of Baekju-daero, women dressed in improved dance costumes scurried around, hiding their presence.

“These days, princess… “You look very tired, senior.”

“Quiet. “Don’t you know you’re on a mission?”

“Hey, we haven’t even crossed the border yet.”

“Don’t expect common sense from the kingdom. This is something Baekgwa has asked us to do several times. The opponent is the King of Mokryeong, who is targeting even the princess.”

A facial veil made of fine mesh, different skin colors with the taste of milk and coffee.

Having always lived side by side with the forces of darkness, they have been trained to withstand not only poison and herbal medicine, but also all types of torture, including sexual torture.

Among them, star anise and clove.

Today, the sisters are also known as the mainstays of 【Hanbang】, the shadow of a bank. I was going on a journey to find Saku.

Milk taste. Her younger sister, Jeonghyang, stuck out her lips and complained.

“If we get caught on this mission, things will get worse, right? “I don’t want to die already.”

“Even if I have to die, I have to save Yoshino’s wife. To begin with, we are dead people. “Did you forget?”

Coffee-flavored star anise narrowed its eyes and answered.

He is from an orphan and is on the verge of death due to a crime he made a living at. These women, who had already lost their status once, were raised by a bank that valued their talent and grew into the elite of the elite.

The reason why the group called ‘Hanbang’ was not known to the world was also because loyalty to the imperial family reached its peak.

“Even if you ask for it. It’s already been 3 days since I was captured… If it were not me or my sister, but an innocent fox girl who knew nothing, I think she would have been ripped off and eaten.”

“Why don’t you just close your mouth?”

“Joy. My sister is an idiot. “If I get caught by the king, I will hand over my sexy sister and run away.”

Ugh.

It’s because they look down on the King of Mokryeong, who even avoids the World Tree.

In Palgak’s view, Jeonghyang, who had developed a tolerance after experiencing all kinds of sexual pleasure, was obsessed with unfounded confidence that even the king could not break her through sexual means.

Even if you call it a prick, it is just a piece of meat for male copulation.

After all, doesn’t pleasure come from the body’s hormones or emotional excitement?

People often say that the bigger, the better, but that’s all up to a certain level. And this was not particularly an underestimation of the king.

How can a king rule over a woman and only enjoy it?

Regardless of whether it was male or female, everyone knew that in order for the superior side to dominate the other, they had to have outstanding charm in other directions.

-Rattle.

The road to the south after crossing the bridge.

Cloves, sweating under the shining sunlight, fanned themselves with their hands and frowned.

“Furthermore… Even if we do find it, how can we find a tree that has been kidnapped in such a closed place?”

A plan to chase after Saku.

In the first place, it was impossible to find out the intentions of King Mokryeong, who would do anything to prevent information from leaking out, including traitors.

A realistic plan is to somehow find clues and procure them locally. How easy is that?

Palgak traced and detected traces of magical power around him, then frowned slightly as if he had discovered something and spoke.

“… The imperial family provided a way to obtain information. “I don’t think there’s any need to look for it.”

“Hmm? What do you mean, sister?”

“Look over there.”

In the direction indicated by the octagon, a knight wearing a jet-black dragon helmet was walking through the wilderness with a fierce spirit burning.

-Thump, thump, thump.

A blue flame quietly follows from the center of the shadow inside the helmet.

Dieffenbachia’s eyes exploded, and his entire breastplate shook with each step.

“… Corps commander. That’s right, sister.”

“It seems like they knew we were coming from the beginning.”

It’s dangerous, but I’m short.

It’s holding a halberd bigger than my body and walking towards me with a deadly look. I felt like my body’s vitality was being eroded by that alone.

Palgak and Jeonghyang took out their memorization tools and adjusted their posture.

‘If only one…’

Two people who think at the same time and ignite their mortal magic.

Dieffenbachia did not hesitate in the face of her opponent’s aggressive force and filled her halberd with bright yellow magic.

-Kikigikkik, Gikkigigikkik!

The earth shook, and the air rang as if it were being torn apart.

The space nearby trembled as if distorted, centered around one knight. Then, Dieffenbachia, who disappeared for a moment, hit the two women with a spear.

-Pot!

The results were clear at a glance.

Just as a swordsman with a sword cannot overcome a knight in heavy armor, the two were defeated with only scratches left on Dieffenbachia’s breastplate.

The two people, who were unable to write and were moved to the bunker by Wiki, were forced to stay in the basement until King Mokryeong came.

-Crash, clank!

A few hours later.

Cloves and Palgak, covered in wounds who regained consciousness, talked while hanging in the air.

“Ah. Dangerous… Sister… This seems like a big problem. All artifacts were taken away.”

In times like these, you need to remain calm.

Tiger’s den… No. Even if she was a woman, she went into King Mokryeong’s den where she would be eaten unconditionally. If you just come to your senses, you can just pluck the knot, and it will be over.

“The good news is that I’m somewhat used to this kind of atmosphere.”

“… That’s right.”

“What happened? I wanted to see that guy’s top off and his dick in real life… After all, what comes out to the public is makeup and editing…”

The estimated face and dick size of King Mokryeong, who became famous through several broadcasts, were rumored to the point of being completely absurd.

Nowadays, there is technology to edit and broadcast in real time, and although he openly fucked the Pope’s daughter, he has never revealed the king’s naked body.

“I can’t even tell the princess my will. Sister, before I commit suicide, I will laugh at that man and then die.”

“Do not give up. There is a way out.”

Is there a way to escape from the semen-smelling basement?

You couldn’t use magic power, and if you made a fuss, the woman wearing the helmet would immediately come to punish you severely.

Jeonghyang lowered her head and giggled as she watched her obscene posture.

“Look at the fake semen scattered around… Hehe. “Pretending to be strong.”

Meanwhile, the smell seems real.

Well, no matter how good a man is, there is no way he can get away with something like this.

That’s right, because just by collecting this sticky white liquid hanging on the floor, it looked like it weighed over 20 kg.

It wasn’t strange that it was judged to be impossible as a living organism.

‘They created the atmosphere like this on purpose. Since you don’t have confidence, you must use other means to brainwash. Even if it’s King Mokryeong, it’s nothing special.’

Just don’t rape.

I’m guessing he’s a pure pervert who just gets turned on by taking women.

Clove’s proud mouth opened and laughed at the king inside.

I tried to ignore the feeling in my body that was starting to get excited by the vibrating smell of semen.

‘Look Carefully. It’s obvious.’

-Rattle.

Star anise and clove’s consciousness came into focus along with the sound of the doorknob being pulled.

Inside the dancer’s mask, her lips twitched and she swallowed saliva. The springy legs were spread wide open, waiting for the man.

A male silhouette appears next.

Despite not having any visible genitals and wearing a casual sweater.

The sisters, who had some experience with men, immediately caught the king’s attention.

That man,

He has the power and charisma to make women the butt of jokes.

“… Ah.”

The courage of the proud Jeonghyang is broken in an instant.

I was sweating like a cornered rat, and my nipples were sticking out in search of the owner of the scent of semen I had been smelling.

“Ugh!”

Her older sister Palgak also,

She loses her cool, rational façade at once, and as she searches for a way to escape, her mind is instantly covered in obscenities. Then, he spit transparent water down the curve of the tanned skin.

‘This is Mokryeong… King…’

‘Dominating the trees… ?’

It is said that just by briefly showing her face in the video, she charmed women from all over the world and brought them to her side.

– Flinch ♡

-Dalssak♡

Masculinity at the level of a ghost story.

The result was as obvious as fire.

* * * * * * * *

“Ah… Ah…”

Do you see here a fat woman with her skin burnt and wearing baggy clothes, like a track and field girl or an Egyptian dancer?

-Pang!

“Ogogok♡”

I was eaten.

It’s because you didn’t lower your eyes when you saw me.

And.

“Uh, sister… Pfft. King Mokryeong!! This rotten piece of dick… !”

Can you see the fierce female with white skin and a milky smell on her pendulous breasts barking at me right next to me?

-Jjbuk!

“Ugh!?♡”

I was eaten.

It was because there was no respect at all for the king with an erect penis.

“Your Majesty… I will follow you… I will follow you… Stop, stop going to the bar… !”

“Thank you for the true education, little one… Ah… Ahhhhh ♡ Pussy, pussy, go… !”

Seeing the two people who gave in right away, even though they didn’t do it a few times, made me realize how amazing Saku’s mental strength was.

“Dajeong, did you feel this way when you were with me?”

After cleaning the harvested star anise and cloves well and drying them with magic to make them easy to use, I asked Dajeong who was standing behind me.

“That kind of thing… I wish you wouldn’t ask. “Your Majesty.”

“Honestly.”

“… To me, the affection you give when you hug me or your lover and the pleasure you feel when you hug another woman seem very different.”

Is it. She may have felt that way because there was a difference in attitude and method.
These days, people are using colored balls as they please.

It’s not that bad when you hold the dried medicinal herb and smell it.

As I stood up and straightened my clothes, Da-jeong spoke in a cautious voice.

“Hey, Your Majesty.”

“Why?”

“The water is slowly boiling. Are you really going to cook with that?”

Cooking with the body of a wooden person is quite common in this world.

Right now, it’s just like horse chestnut or Hongyeon’s own alcohol made using oak barrels, and even when I was wandering around alone, I got and ate a lot of food cooked that way.

Did Dieffenbachia live a life far removed from common sense culture?

“No, that…” . “I mean fruit.”

“Ah.”

Was that the story?

Eating fruit produced by a woman is a sign of courtship.

The reason why this perception arose was because obtaining fruit through sex itself was close to impossible throughout the life of a pastor.

“It’s just a fruit.”

“…”

Dajeong just turned her head and pouted her lips.

Would it have been seen as such a thorn in his eye to eat the fruit of another woman who was not his lover?

Anyway, I went into the kitchen and started cooking.

Chestnuts, jujubes, vegetables for broth, including garlic, ginseng, and green onions, and Cheongju were poured into a very large pot of boiling water.

-Bubble.

An appropriate amount of green onion, pepper powder, and salt are the main ingredients of the seasoning. After adding the five spices including the cloves and star anise that were just obtained.

Add bay leaves taken from the head of the Pope’s daughter, Lea Lucrezia.

Various mushrooms. Chicken stuffed with glutinous rice, wild ginseng.

-Fondant, fondant.

If it’s the original recipe… It is culturally and customarily correct to put them in a pot and bathe them to make broth.
Not only are the components derived from the sweat and skin of woodworkers not much different from those of wood. In other words, it is nutritionally superior to the components of trees.

If you think about it, the secretions such as love juice or saliva of wood people are honey or fruit juice, and besides, once you ingest it, you always feel the richness and sweetness.

Moreover, as hunters, they can withstand boiling oil without getting burned, making them perfect for bringing out the taste of wood.

In particular, King Mokyeong of the previous era.

There were so many foods that the man ate from the woman’s body.

‘It’s strange. It’s a wooden society, so using wooden people as a recipe.’

It’s quite bizarre in my opinion, but wasn’t there a case where people baked bread by making shapes with their pussies in the world where I lived?

There is a huge difference between the ranks of high-ranking monks and low-ranking monks. It seemed highly likely that it was something that happened between them.

‘The world tree is cannibalistic, so it’s no different.’

Still, at least in terms of conscience, even though he is a woodman of Oriental medicine. For the life of me, I didn’t boil those two.

To be honest, saying broth is too cruel, and if you think about it, I think wood-burning water is an appropriate expression.

Wait… ? Isn’t Alba also a mulberry tree that is often used as a medicine?

Perhaps it was because my common sense had expanded a bit, but I thought that there would be no problem in eating Alba’s wood-burning water and using it for cooking.

‘If you put wine, oranges, and tangerines in there…’ . Is it coq au vin?’

[… When I looked to see why you weren’t coming, I saw that you were having some very strange thoughts. You.]

‘!’

I looked at the boiling cauldron and flinched in shock.

As Dieffenbachia went to get the ingredients, Alba appeared in front of me using space magic, crossed her arms under her chest, and sighed.

“What are you doing? What is coq au vin? . They criticized me because I was too old. “I travel around the world every day looking for medicine to cure your mental illness.”

“… That can’t be possible.”

“It’s nothing.”

“Sister, listen to me.”

“Don’t call me sister.”

Hmm. It’s a scolding.

Since I was cooking chicken, I didn’t really think about it. A look that stimulated a complex.

I smiled sheepishly for a moment, then pointed to Baeksuk and answered in the most cheerful voice possible.

“… “Have you eaten?”

“I’m not eating!”