被男人吃奶很爽的毛片

While cleaning, Dalya was thinking back to yesterday.

On his return from the guild, Ivano said, 'I want you to let me work at the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce'.

The Rossetti Chamber of Commerce, although named 'Chamber of Commerce', is in fact alone in Dahlia and has no idea about commerce.

His offer was greatly appreciated because he had to study as Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce.

I also decided to take it because Wolfe said he would recommend it and because of his strong hopes.

I've asked him about three times if he really could quit his commercial guild or not regret it.

We also talked about not being able to guarantee about salaries, but Ivano was forcefully persuaded that we would make a full profit from this sock and medium laying, and that if we were anxious, we would not need salaries until we made a profit.

That's not how it works, so it's based on parity with Alliance staff salaries, and when it's more profitable, we'll talk about adding it.

After Ivano retired from the guild, he removed it from the guarantor of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce and agreed to become a member of the Chamber of Commerce.

I appreciate this conversation, but I'm concerned about a lot of things.

First of all, I'm worried that it won't annoy commercial guilds, especially Gabriella, badly.

And when did Wolf and Ivano get to know each other so well?

It's enough to make jokes between men, so I'm sure the horses fit.

But I don't know the standards of the men, such as' chest ',' hipster 'and' foot '. No, it's not that Darya's in trouble, even if she doesn't know otherwise.

For a moment, I turn my gaze to my hips as I cross in front of a mirror in the workplace.

Very normal, or not at all appealing.

Speaking of which, I feel like there was a lot of hip-up gymnastics and stuff in my previous life, is there such a beauty book in the bookstore in this world?

"I don't know what you're thinking, I..."

Must be because of all the tiredness at yesterday's commercial guild meeting.

When I shook my neck to the side, I kept cleaning.

As I was clearing the shelves at the end of the cleaning, the box of unicorns (unicorns) horns I got from Ireneo went into my eyes.

The narrow corners, but the length was considerable. It might be a good idea to cut just a little and check the material.

Opening the magic box spills a unique magic power.

Inside is a little golden, pure white horn. If you look closely, there was a thin curl on the diagonal.

Wolf's seen unicorns also say the corners were light gold, so I guess this is the basic color.

The demon atlas only said 'mainly white', so it's something you don't actually know until you check.

This horn may not have been so many days since it was taken.

It spills a lot of magic just to have it. The loose-moving magic is a little warm and ticklish at your fingertips.

The texture is similar to the ivory of the previous life, but heavier than that, and it feels dense.

When the cloth was used to fix it gently, the root part was about 2.5 cm in diameter and cut it to about 8 mm thick. I cut it with a thread saw (Yitoko) as a magic guide, but it was pretty stiff.

They have the effect of "complete non-toxicity and water purification, pain reduction," but how effective is it at this size?

It seems a little difficult to try the effect, but how interesting.

The cut corners are white in the distance, but when you change the angle at hand, they glow glitter and golden depending on the location.

Perhaps good for a little accessory, while I thought so, I neated the area and polished the surface.

Beautiful material makes it stiff, thin on the surface and try to carve in a simple rose pattern.

It did pretty well, so I finally lost track of time and was enthusiastic about trying to give it a little rose 3D, carving in more detail, and machining it to become a pendant top.

When I raised my face to thirst, the sun was already directly above me.

He turned his magic from his fingertips on the finish and tried to grant it a 'hard reinforcement' for durability, and was brilliantly begun.

Remember when the artificial demon sword, instead of just exerting magic, I try to put magic into wrapping the outside. But still, the magic is then dispersed.

If "hard reinforcement" is not possible, the object tried to give it a try and "lighter weight", and this one was started.

"Hmmm......"

There are two things I can think of.

One, the magic power of a unicorn beast (unicorn) is too strong to grant magic in Dahlia.

Two, the unicorn beast has some 'cutting magic power' properties, making it difficult to grant magic itself.

The only way to try the first one would be to ask a strong magical wizard.

As for the second, it can be cut with the thread saw of the magic guide, so it won't completely start the magic.

You can disassemble a dagger and grant a unicorn as a material, or you can make a magic cut with it, if you don't try.

Regarding this, I decided not to do it today because I feel bad not to try it when Wolfe is around.

Place the pendant at the corner of the unicorn on the table, and Dahlia will nod wide. My shoulders were stiff because of the same posture.

Think of it, the horn of a female unicorn is' pain reduction = material that works on shoulder stiffness'.

I went through the leather string in my hand and lowered it from my neck so that the back of the pendant was directly on my chest.

I was half-hearted, but the weight of my shoulders, it got pretty good. I haven't been able to completely eliminate the pain and stiffness because of the size, or because of the material, but I can fully use it if it reduces.

With this, long hours of work is going to be racked.

How much magic would it take to make this unicorn into a grant material - so I thought, remembering the most magical material ever, and a wrinkle (wrinkle) stood between my brows.

Heavenly Wolf (Scoll) fangs.

Like unicorns, it was a glossy silver that scattered a golden glow, a very beautiful fang.

Heavenly Wolf (Scoll) is a beast-shaped demon with pitch-black fur and golden and silver eyes.

They say they run like they run through the sky and eat other demons, such as Cocatrice, Unicorn, and Tenma (Pegasus).

Heavenly Wolf (Scoll) 's fangs, my father says, were handed to me by the customer side in a request relationship for a large water heater.

At that time, I got two small shards, because of the excess.

'It's a nasty material, so don't use it right away. In five or ten years' time, Dahlia will also be available 'my father told me so.

However, I got it as a curious grad student.

He snuck up in his room in the middle of the night to try it, couldn't let go of his hand, was taken by magic to the point of fainting, and then threw up badly.

The magic absorption of Heavenly Wolf (Scoll) 's fangs was outrageous.

Once you start granting magic, you can't stop yourself. I'm forced to take it off.

Unlike fairy crystals, the feeling of being deprived of magic when sloppy to be eaten has a more rooted fear.

By the way, I heard that my father granted a large water heater a 'thermal runoff prevention of wind magic effects' without any problems.

Four years after that.

Not enough for a year in five years, but I think the amount of magic must have gone up, and a little bit of my arm as a magic conductor. Of course, my father still doesn't have it in his arms.

"That shard, it should have been in the drawer of the room..."

I didn't want my father to know, so I put it in my desk, and it should stay that way.

If it were a shard of those who failed, there would have been a little magic in it. Can't you add more magic to that and grant it to the stiffest bracelet?

Although the Magic Grant may have already failed and become a waste of material.

It was a failure once. I can't give up even if I try.

There is only one Dahliah in the tower. If you fall, there is no help.

But in retrospect, don't you worry about falling?

Where there is no more magic, he just flips and faints.

Nothing wrong, no, I don't feel somewhat like it, but it should be okay for now.

In the previous life, 'I thought but auspicious day'. There were words like that.

In this world, I say, 'If you think of it, look at the shadows'.

What I remember is the word that feels like looking under your feet and thinking about it first, but I don't like one thing right now.

"Try it right before you go to bed, maybe, it shouldn't be a problem..."

The challenger's crush was heard only by the materials in the workplace.