The Protagonist Is a Villain

Chapter 256

The Protagonist Is a Villain

When I woke up, I was a priest character in the game.However, there are only people around who want to eat the main character….Will the main character be able to live a new life after liquidating the life of a hukou?Full-fledged harem family comedy starts now!

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Chapter 256 – It Can’t Be Better (6)

In order to meet a great being, a lot of preparation was required. It was necessary to take the carriage back and forth to the north once beforehand to take a checkpoint, and it was necessary to do 3P with Salina and Erina once, and it was necessary to follow the dungeons of the West Coast. And now, having done all this, I was standing in front of the wagon.

After finishing the handover yesterday, Eve hugged me tightly with a dissatisfied expression.

“What’s wrong Eve?”

“Something is not right.”

“Why. Are you afraid of meeting a dragon? What do you think will happen to me?”

“No, just… It’s because the opponent is a dragon. Dragons are very strong, and polymorphs are said to be very attractive, and if such a woman clings to the groom… My legs are also scaly, and I have a ferocious look…”

I said while patting Eve’s head.

“Eve. No matter what anyone says, you are my first wife. Okay?”

Eve twitched the corners of her mouth at those words and hugged me tightly. I hugged Eve. Eve said.

“Really?”

“Of course. You’re good at everything except Fella.”

“…He’s crazy, really.”

“You still love me?”

“Of course. Can you go quickly?”

“I’ll buy you a present from the north.”

“With Sieri, my mom, Elsie, Soya, and Aira… “

“Okay. You should buy them all.”

I kissed Eve’s forehead and got into the carriage. If you invest only about 10 days, you can go to the north, and the more advanced the civilization, the better.

“Coachman. I will depart.”

“Yes. Lord.”

Leaving behind the coachman’s savory voice, I pulled the lever. When I met Artie, I had a lot to ask. I had to find out what the West Coast dungeons were all about, and I had to find out if there was a way to unlock Meigar’s cup. And he had to know what the dungeons in the Dwarven Kingdom were. Can Artie directly charge Aglio Festa’s wagon? I had to ask this too.

“Uh? Uh huh?”

While he was thinking about various things, the carriage tilted. It seemed that the last place we reached was the slope. The coachman hurriedly took the reins and drove her horse. The horses, unable to adapt to the sudden inclination, howled and barely moved on. I stuck my head out of the carriage and looked around.

This was the North.

In the distance, the Dragon Mountains were watching us with their large bodies divided, keeping an eye on the caves. The winter wind flowing through the valley sounded like the screams of demi-humans. Beneath it was a vast plain. A barren plain befitting its name of barren. The destruction took less than three months, but the restoration took much longer.

If it’s fortunate, it doesn’t seem like the thieves are overcrowded like before? I poked my head out the carriage window and breathed in the cool air. When I came to the North before, the air here was full of blood and ashes. But now, the faint smell of manure and the unique earthy smell of the mountains dominated the plains. There was no richness, but there was no cruelty either.

Emilia was wonderfully bringing back the North. We are in the deepest part of the North. It was the place where the castle of the Grand Duke of the North was located. Like Neubanstein Castle in Europe, neatness and splendor coexisted around the castle with its spiky and slender spiers soaring hideously.

The carriages in front of the gates put an end to this feeling.

Wagons loaded with supplies were lined up, and knights and porters moved busily. In the middle of the wagon a woman took her paper her and eagerly began to give her instructions her. She was a woman with rabbit-white hair and burning red eyes.

“He is the Grand Duke of the North.”

The coachman said to me in a low voice. I knew too. The woman who now commands the merchants is the Iron Lady, who was newly inaugurated as the Grand Duke of the North and miraculously revived the declining North. Because she was Emilia. She was giving orders to the merchants with fierce eyes befitting the name of the cool and lofty Northern Grand Duke. Judging from the way she shows it now, she doesn’t seem to have noticed that we’ve come yet. I said to the coachman.

“Could you drop me off here? It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, so I’d like to see you face to face.”

Judging from the reaction Soya showed when she came the other day, wouldn’t it be better for me to greet her on foot? After getting off the carriage, I slowly walked towards Emilia. It was quite common for carriages to come and go to the Grand Duke’s castle, but it was not so common for half-elves in priestly clothes to walk. The way I walked caught people’s attention.

Merchants discovered and whispered my image to Emilia through several people. Emilia, who was digging through the papers, raised her head and looked around her, blinking her eyes. And when she saw me walking from the front, she threw away the papers and walked away.

A gait that seemed to have a barrier to health or exercise. It must have been rumored that she had fully recovered her health. My guess of her turned to certainty as she got closer. She was still emaciated, frail, and had an air of precariousness.

However, she possessed a force befitting a Northern Duke. As soon as she faced me, she reached out her hand. I smiled and reached out for a handshake.

“Town?”

But she wasn’t shaking hands. Emilia grabbed me by the nape of my neck and kissed me. At that moment when all the merchants and knights were agitated, Emilia pushed her tongue into my mouth and wrapped it around mine.

“Hey Goo.”

The coachman was surprised as well, and fed her horse carrots, sighing in disbelief. After taking a bite of the carrot, the horse grinned, showing its gums. Emilia’s body her smelled of a fireplace fire. It was the smell of dry firewood that only comes to those who have turned on a warm stove for a long time.

Hard teeth collided against my tongue in soft lips. Her Emilia’s mouth her opened, and I closed my eyes and scanned the roof of her mouth her. Like two liquids of different colors mixing in a small fishbowl, we were entangled in Emilia’s narrow mouth her.

“After…”

Like a whale soaring above the water, Emilia let out her breath. Her face was full of satisfaction when he finished her deep kiss. Emilia looked at the pants above my priestly uniform and said.

“Did you come to see me?”

I nodded my head because it seemed like he would change right away if he said no. I was planning on getting Emilia anyway, so I was just grateful that she was so proactive. Emilia grinned and turned her body around. I felt a sense of elegance in the posture of turning, and I involuntarily exclaimed admiration. She said.

“The rest is handled by the knight commander himself. I checked the classification, so check the shipping again.”

“Ah, Grand Duke. I mean?”

“Are you going to make me say it twice?”

“Yes! All right!”

Emilia then took my hand and led me toward the castle. No, I was going to drag it. She lacked strength, so she gritted her teeth and glared at me as she dragged me along.

“You are mean.”

I saw her aegyo her, not her aegyo her, and moved her steps her. To be honest, Emilia’s positive attitude her was somewhat surprising to me. It was because I didn’t know that it would be this passionate between the sexes. When I first saw her, Emilia was like a timid white rabbit. It seemed to her that my sex with her came as her intense stimulation of her.

“You are well.”

“Yes. A little more than before… Mr Lucius. When I see you again, I wanted to see you healthy.”

“Me too, Grand Duke Emilia. I missed you.”

At my words her, Emilia blinked her jewel-red eyes and laughed. Her smile was like a young girl, and I felt relieved too. Emilia led me up the stairs. I knew what was at the end of these stairs. Emilia’s office. She temporarily held her grand duke her, and it was where she and I first intermingled.

“I have heard a lot about you. Lucius. You really like beastmen and mermaids, don’t you?”

“Yes. But Emilia, I like you too.”

“Speak like a playboy. It’s okay. Because I know very well that you are a bad person.”

From my point of view, it was a bit unfair. You’re a bad person I shook my head and glanced out the window. Emilia shivered slightly as the cold air enveloped her hallway. I walked in front of her, hugging her tightly.

We arrived at the office. When I opened the door to the tightly closed office, I saw a different appearance than before. It was my portrait there. It was the first time I had ever seen a portrait of myself painted by someone else, so I couldn’t help but be a little surprised. What should I say? That portrait hung in the middle of the office as if I were Emilia’s husband. Emilia stroked my cheek and asked.

“Whoops… I love it? I prepared it for you.”

How should I answer this? After waiting for a regular super lady to offer her service to her, she suddenly felt like she was handed a bottle of high-quality liquor. It was embarrassing and a little scary. It seems that my existence has been a great support for her, isolated in her north of her. Emilia looked back and forth between my portrait and me, then put her hands on her desk and pushed her butt out to me.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about what you like. You that… He said he likes to have a relationship with Soo-in.”

Emilia pulled up her skirt. Her shaggy sheepskin drawers came in. Said Emilia, sweeping her own drawers.

“I deliberately always wore only furry underwear. And, she got advice from her expert on her, Nancy.”

“Are you Nancy?”

“Oh, don’t you know? It’s the most famous goat in our northern territory, and the coachman who brought it…”

“Oh, I know who it is. Don’t speak.”

I shook my head thinking of Soya’s shocked face of her. By the way, what the fuck did this crazy bitch ask a goat how to fuck? Emilia pressed her hips against me. A fuzzy, warm feeling tortured my cock. She said.

“Lord, master. Please multiply.”

You’re an expert. Fucking year.

The Protagonist Is a Villain

When I woke up, I was a priest character in the game.However, there are only people around who want to eat the main character….Will the main character be able to live a new life after liquidating the life of a hukou?Full-fledged harem family comedy starts now!

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