(EP.17) How a Sheep Lives #2
017 – How to live in a lion’s den #2
Monarch City, the city of kings.
There was a fairly large training ground in the Lioness family villa, Lion’s Shelter, built there.
A training ground dotted with woodblocks, scarecrows, straw bales and trenches filled with ditch water.
It was a place to educate the soldiers of the Bondi Lioness family, but after Elgar took the sword, it became her own private space.
For me, it is also a place where ‘memories’ stand in many ways. Memories of military life.
“You know? If you’re here, no one will come if you scream to death. Even if I scold you and take care of you, no one will interfere with me.”
In that empty space without a single person, Elgar raised her head and spoke arrogantly as if she had truly become a queen.
“So, if you really don’t want to hurt your nose, apologize to me.”
This reminds me of the old days.
When I was just a slave.
I used to be a servant to dealing with the bloody Elgar.
It was routine for her to be slapped with honey chestnuts, pinched on her cheeks, or pulled by her ears every day.
Slaves without human rights are like that.
Especially since there were a lot of things going on here at the training ground, this place was also an unforgettable place. It was also here that my first kiss was forcibly taken from this Elgar.
When I thought about it, I suddenly got angry.
“What do you mean by apologizing?”
When I asked, Elgar frowned, as if even more angry.
“That attitude! And, you’ve been looking at me with strange eyes since before! Don’t you admit it?”
What were you looking at with strange eyes?
It’s only now that I think of it, but Elgar was somewhat like that.
Should I call it a follicle follicle? It’s different on the outside, but when you come home, you’re just getting more confident and vicious.
Of course, Elgar is also Yeopo outside, so it would be more accurate to say that she becomes a Super Saiyan in the corner of the room.
Elgar, who received the home ground and home advantage, poured out words, saying, “He’s a no-nonsense person who doesn’t listen to anyone.”
“Didn’t you tell me and someone else?”
“What do you mean?”
“What! That I teach you and scold you when you are alone like this.”
“Of course, I can’t tell you. Who would believe you?”
“Yeah, of course it is.”
Only then did Elgar loosen up her impression a little.
Elgar was reluctant to reveal that she and I were seeing each other. Well, Elgar had more common sense than Aira.
I grew up as a daughter of a great noble called the Lioness, so someday, I will have to get engaged in a strategic way.
When rumors spread that he was alone with a man, a good wedding venue crosses the water. The social world is also a place where rumors circulate very quickly.
So the nobles of this world made their sons and daughters, like pious Puritans, ignorant of s*xuality. It’s not possible though.
Basically, this is a very conservative position.
The problem was that Elgar was a more active and curious Bengal cat than the others-.
The point is that there was a test subject next to such a guy who had a heavy mouth and satisfies his curiosity.
Should I call it lucky or bad, that was me.
“If you don’t apologize right away, I can leave you out here all day. You know that I, Elgar, do if I do, right?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, if you apologize like that, it’s all over. But, I can’t stop punishing you for keeping your head up all the way… what?”
“I’m sorry. I apologize. I’m sorry for looking at you with strange eyes. Are you okay now?”
“… .”
Elgar raised an eyebrow as if unexpectedly. When her braided hair, like a lion’s mane, fluttered in the wind.
Elgar spoke as if she had finally gathered her thoughts.
“Okay then, he apologized. You followed my words well. If you follow my words well, you should be rewarded. right? I am good to people who want to be mine.”
Then Elgar rummaged through the tiny pockets tied around her waist and pulled out a small, round thing and held it to me.
“What is this?”
“Bashkir honey candy. Real Bashkir honey candy made from honey stolen from the honey water nymphs. Don’t fake it. Have you ever eaten anything like this?”
it’s candy
i’m not a kid
But then a strange thing happened.
My body started to heat up like it wanted candy. It was as close to a hot thirst as the desert wishing for rain.
“What… ?”
“Yeah, you want to eat, don’t you? I knew it would too. Are you a harp nymph? Nymph’s blood wants candy.”
“How did you know that?”
That I’m a half-nymph must have been a secret between Aira and I, who were there at the time.
I wondered how Elgar knew this, so I asked him, and he answered.
“Don’t underestimate the Lioness. I know what you’re doing with Aira, right?”
“I picked out fracks from other families, but I think they still exist.”
“More than that, a harp nymph. Now that I see, I bought a very strange race. It’s also the aesthetics of this body.”
Elgar pretends to be handing out candy to me.
He soon shoved it into his mouth.
“Come on, if you want to eat, take it away.”
Like a dragon with Yeouiju in its mouth, Elgar’s mouth was full of that brilliant golden candy. I feel like it’s calling me
Maybe your body wants sugar because you’ve been using your hair a lot.
With that thought in mind, I slowly moved forward and reached into Elgar’s mouth.
Take the candy out of that mouth with your finger.
But Elgar slapped my palms away as if very angry.
“hey-. Who’s going to take it now? Do not use your hands or feet.”
“then-.”
“No tools.”
“Twitter-.”
“Hey, are you bitten now? No, now, do you want to eat anyway? Even high aristocrats like me can only get a few candies with reservations. The nymphs, in particular, say they can’t use their feet for this. I heard from Beernoy-.”
Ah, Beernoy.
I must have heard there that I was a harp nymph.
More than that, a candy that costs 5 silver or 50,000 won a piece.
What a luxury this is.
For some reason, that luxury was melting in the mouth of that naughty girl Elgar in real time made me very angry.
silkygoat was the goat. cry
Naughty sissy. Being born in such a nice house and living with a lot of money, it’s a no-brainer.
“Take it away. do you want to eat yes?”
“Ah,” Elgar opened her mouth. Red tongues and sticky candies the size of marbles roll around in his mouth.
“What are you doing? Won’t you take my prize? If it stays like this, will it melt away?”
It’d be better than a magic herb with a sharp throat like a cigarette.
Reluctantly, I will make up my mind, go to Elgar’s side, and place my lips in her mouth.
I could feel the soft breath in the air, and when I put my tongue out of the guy’s lips.
“What!?”
quadang.
Perhaps Elgar was not expecting my attitude, so she staggered backwards and fell.
I played my tongue hard to snatch the candy from the half-open mouth.
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Curl, Curl, Curl,
However, because the candy grains were so large, they never moved into my mouth.
Is it tastier than that?
As the sugar touches the tip of the tongue, it feels like the fatigue of the body and the worries that have been clustered in the head are all melted away. I want to taste this more.
“Ahhh, huh, huh-. What, what, all of a sudden, hahaha-!?”
Elgar kept trying to push me away.
A topic that I’ve kissed a few times here since I said I’d tell you the taste of a woman’s lips.
You don’t seem to be used to getting your tongue in your mouth at all? It seems that the inside of the mouth is weaker than I thought.
I tasted everything in Elgar’s mouth to avenge the things I had suffered.
Elgar’s habit of talking was always spicy, but the inside of her mouth was really sweet like honey.
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Churrup, Churrup-.
honey taste.
As she was about to kiss her for such a long time, Elgar, who turned her face to the side, exhaled the breath she had been holding back and shouted.
“Ha, ha, ha, ha, hey, this guy… . Suddenly, what… . This, once away… ! go away… !”
to fall?
If you promise to give me this honey candy, isn’t that a sign that you’re going to swallow it yourself?
That is absolutely unacceptable nymphophobia.
I grabbed Elgar’s head as he was about to run away.
Elgar seemed to resist, too, but he could feel the power slowly draining from his body and a trembling convulsions coming.
“Uh huh. Hey, this guy-, uh uh, uh uh, who’s like this… , uh-.”
So that was the time when I had just grabbed the candy.
“sister… ?”
“… … !!!”
At the sound of a small, fragile sprout-like voice I heard from somewhere, Elgar pushed me away as if tossing my body.
“sister… ? what are you doing there… ? it’s okay… ?”
“Lee, Richard! Here, what’s going on here! You said you shouldn’t come here because it’s dangerous! There are a lot of dangerous things here!”
Elgar hurriedly got up from her seat and approached the boy who was approaching this way from afar.
The boy’s face, with his blond hair neatly combed and wearing a white shirt with suspenders and shorts, looks like he’s about four or five years old now.
That’s Prince Reinhardt’s treasure, Richard.
Didn’t you come here instead of your hometown located in West Barza?
Maybe it was because it was my first time seeing Richard, too, and the strangely boiling excitement that had just simmered down.
And then a violent sage-like reason quietly puts my head to sleep.
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God, what was I trying to do with the candy?
silkygoat was the goat. cry
Nymphophobia?
Keywords that I had never thought of before flashed like lightning in my head, and I feel like my mind is not mine.
I spit the sweet honey that remained in my mouth on the floor, spit it out, and picked my breath.
And accumulate the newly discovered information in your head.
The first is that the nymphs are literally crazy about Bashkir honey candy.
And the blood of the nymphs flowing through me is thicker than I thought.
This is a feature I hadn’t thought of in the past year, so I felt like my chatter was getting colder.
I’ll be careful.
“I-.”
At that moment, I felt someone approaching me with small steps.
I turn my head to see a slender little kid looking up at me.
“You are Lord Gospel… ? Thank you for saving my sister.”
“He saved me… ?”
“My older sister got caught in the airway while swallowing candy. I heard that Sir Gospel just saved it.”
I was wondering what this was, and when I raised my head, I saw Elgar standing next to Richard and moving his hand towards me.
It just means to get the word right.
So, instead of rolling their tongues at each other and having a decisive battle to steal the candy, do what I did with the Heimlich method for Elgar whose prayers were blocked, isn’t it?
She wore her hair for Elgar.
“I will speak to my father and ask him to repay Sir Gospel for his bravery. My father will surely reciprocate for saving my precious older sister.”
With pure, spotless eyes.
It doesn’t feel like a lie.
He really likes Elgar, who is a tomboy and is not shy, as an older sister, and he was expressing his sincere gratitude to me for saving such an older sister.
Is this concentric?
I think Ira understands why she doesn’t stop the little ones coming to her. Rather, my heart was pierced a little.
“Master Lioness, there is no need for that. Because I did what I had to do. It’s called an emergency rescue, but it’s a big sin to take Lady Liones’s lips. When it comes out to the world, I will be in big trouble.”
“is that so… ? I know. Then I’ll keep it a secret.”
you’re a smart friend
There seems to be no shortage of successors to Aira.
In 10 more years, you will be able to make the hearts of all women resonate. envious guy.
When I turned my head with that feeling, I saw Elgar, who was taking a rough breath and said, “Uh-huh.”
Her face was very sweaty, and thanks to that, a red dress with a hole in her chest was slightly illuminating, so it was very strange… It looked more obscene than that.
I mean, I just kissed a guy like that.
Rather, have you already swallowed the candy?
With that thought in mind, I too was wiping the drops of sweat from my forehead with my hands. Someone rushed to us and shouted at us.
old butler
“Lady Elgar. A big thing happened! Aira, Her Majesty the Queen, has come to visit our villa… !”
Is Ira here?
Elgar grunts at him and grinds his teeth.
“Why did he suddenly come here? Even if I invited him like that, he would never come once in my life.”