被男人吃奶很爽的毛片

Grey walls, black roofs. The entrance doors, all the windows on the ground floor, that cannot be opened unless they are for two, are higher than the waist, and the closing rain doors are made of thick metal.

Next to the upstairs window, I read in the book that the thin slits and round holes are made where arrows can be fired.

The mansion, as if it were a fortress, is firmer called a samurai's house than a civilian.

Some will not think this is the mansion of Marquis Zildfan Deals, treasurer of the Royal Castle.

But if you look into it, the Deals Marquis family was a family of knights from generation to generation.

Already dead, Zildo's father is a former First Knights Deputy Commander, Zildo's brother and two sons are also in the Knights.

Civilians in the family are Zildo alone. How strange.

Today Darya asked Lucia to re-pattern the tower, so she rented another carriage.

I asked Mayna for you, but when she told me where she was going, she asked me back rarely.

I saw his face earlier as I went down the carriage, but it was unusual for him and a little blue.

The role of first man at the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce, the destination of which would also be nervous at the Marquis.

But I'm short on personnel, so I just have to ask you to give it up. Finally, given the future, you should get used to it quickly.

I thought Mayna's waiting time would be out of hand, and I gave her a commercial relationship book and hardware can candy.

When Ivano went down, there was a howling sound of the first candy. I wish I had candy left by the time I got back.

It's hard for me to remember how many times I turn down the hallway and go back, myself not the first to get lost in the building.

When the conductor's servant looked back to him, he said, 'I'm sorry, can you show me the way home, too?' I asked her out in a meticulous voice.

The squire nodded with a laugh. It is a relief.

A man named Zildfan Deals, whom I'm about to meet, is totally unreadable to Ivano.

What I would still like to keep connected is the standing of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce.

I'm having Gouid turn something around right now, but I can't let go and trust him.

I'd like to think it's not because there's a Wolf, but if you buy an upset, the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce will be easily oblique.

In that case, even Viscount Jeddah, the head of the commercial guild, and Viscount Fort of the clothing guild, will not be stopped.

Other aristocrats are wary.

The Rossetti Chamber of Commerce itself does not yet have the power to set things up with the nobles.

When it comes to being able to cope with troubles with high-ranking nobles, all that floats is Jildo, chief of finance at Royal Castle, and Grate, chief of the Demon Crusade Unit.

If you feel that you owe me against Darya, it won't be bad for you to ask for help.

Freedom means you can move as you please and stay out of the way.

To be honest, I don't want the Duke's house to get in the way of Darya either.

One day, I want to be enough to move that much credibility and financial power - thinking about it, I finally got to my room.

"Welcome, Rossetti Chamber of Commerce, Vice Chairman"

Zildo had already sat in the back of the room, on a black leather sofa.

It makes me wonder if I mistook the time and delayed in responding to the usual and unlikely response that the Marquis owner waits for the common man's self.

"Never mind. It's just easier to wait than to make it wait. I called you."

When I gave the paperwork at hand to my squire, words flew through my thoughts.

Cut your feelings and say hello, depositing the metal cans you bring with your squire.

The contents are dried fish such as kamas and calais. It's Grate's recommendation.

"Let's gratefully take it. Can I ask you to bring me a souvenir?

"I greet you this time. If anything happens, we'd love to talk to you."

"Nothing? I thought you wanted to ask me something."

"No, not at the moment"

"Right. Now, change the story. Via the Scalfalot family, I heard a new business member came in. How far are you listening?

These are the creatures that nobility is. I'm putting the information through the flesh.

Even though I haven't let you know one thing, I can only laugh at the fact that this trend is out of control.

It would also be difficult to hide about Marcella. I decided to give a minimum explanation.

"He was originally a friend of the Chairman and Lady Wolframe, guarantor of the Chamber of Commerce. As a knight via the Scalfalotto family......"

Are you listening to the blood of the noblemen?

I made my face with all my might, but Zildo hadn't seen this one.

Upon receiving parchment from his squire, he gracefully removes the red wax with a knife.

"Marcella Nuvolari is the blood of the Marquis"

"Huh?"

"Haven't they heard that far? Gouad erased the trail, so there won't be many people to follow in the future, just in case. I also have a background on the other one who left the ambulance."

Brown, old parchment was placed in front of me, but nothing was written.

"Give me the red blood settings. It is a magic guide made of sheep and demons. From now on, I can read the letters below only while you're running your magic. Burn it after you remember."

A blade pen stacked on parchment paper, its tip is a thin needle, not a pen.

Endure the stinging pain and drain two drops of blood on the parchment.

Then, from the brown parchment, red and black letters emerged.

The spelling of the Marquis family, who knows only his name himself, rises with Marcella's name.

One step down is Mayna's name. Deplores the breadth of Zildo's information network for their fine background.

"Thank you. What should I give back from this one?

"I don't need anything. I'm just returning the debt I owed your chairman."

"The chairman has already given us his full support..."

What a disciplined thing to do, stop thinking so.

Nobility doesn't move without a house tangled up or profitable - that's what I was taught by Fort.

In fact, I think so even when I look at Gouid.

If Wolfe isn't involved, he won't even be able to keep Darya in sight.

So why does the zildo in front of you make it convenient?

It is unlikely that Dahliya will be able to give her thoughts. I don't even think I'm in a position to find value for use in the magic tools, neither do I ask the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce for money.

I can't read Zildo's true intentions myself. It's also hard to hear from the front.

Raising his gaze as he strayed within, he was ejected by Zildo's Amber gaze.

"Vice Chairman, you are making a decisive mistake"

"What is a mistake...?

"As an aristocratic boy, you can't fail to return the 'debt' you received. While I'm in debt, I'm 'connected' to your chairman of commerce. Until I think I'm done paying off my debts, I'll have you hanging out."

There is no cloudiness in its eyes. The lips I tied tightly after I said it looked terribly aristocratic.

Moments, Ivano understands.

I see, indeed, Zildo is a nobleman. Besides, he seems to be a very courteous knight in there.

In one of the expedition stoves, a man who involved Dahlia as a seed for grooming with Grate.

At first it came to my mind, but I was convinced that Grate had asked me about my inner affairs.

At that time, it was a friend named Grate who tried to wear mud, so our thing was second to none.

As someone who understood the true Dahlia and relieved himself of his tenacity with Grato, though I can only think of gratitude as still being mean around 'borrowing'.

"Dear Deals, then you have one favor from me."

"What?

"I owe you back. After that, I'd like to ask you to stay with me, what should I do?

To his own words, Jildo turns a frivolous eye.

"... the overnight drying of Camas went by surprise"

"So how about Forest Serpent (Forest Strathnake) next?"

"Before this, the grate brought it in a bunch. I hear you got it in a squad."

"Has Master Grate crossed the line?"

"That wasn't bad either. Bring me something new one of these days. Be the seed of the story."

I also seem to be getting along well with Grate.

Next souvenir, you should look for something that's going to be a dish for two liquors.

"Oh, I owe you back, but I asked your chairman of commerce to solve nearly twenty years of 'bitter liquor'.

Twenty-five years of interest, therefore. I don't have the rest of this year, so I'll count from next year. Dry dried wine, even more so. "

"Thank you. I'll be sure to tell the chairman."

Ivano saw that he was about to blow out and did his best to get his expression (kao) done.

Twenty-five years from next year.

How old the hell is Zildo then?

As long as he's alive, it's Dahlia's help, it's this guy who doesn't say so honestly.

"Master Jild is kind, but mean, not honest" - I was deeply convinced that Darya had said that with a troubled face.

"In preparation for the future of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce, we should have interaction with the various nobles. Around there would be more suitable for you than the chairman. The Royal Castle's Demon Crusade Squad has become a chamber of commerce, and Grate should have taught us this sort of place, but he is in good hands..."

Thank you, Professor.

Same marquis, but Grate doesn't seem to be good at drawing behind it. It could be a personality issue.

"Looks like you've got quite the use of rumoured sparrows, too. Two of them have flown."

"Is that two names for me? Not to the chairman?

I listened back to unexpected words. I've never heard of my two names.

"Sounds like they say," Blue Wu (teasing) "or something."

"It's not mustard eel."

They put it on with the color of their eyes, not their hair.

I don't know who it is, but it's something you take a good look at.

"I'm sure it's because your eyes are similar to your master's."

Gabriella is the one who comes up aggressively in the name of Master.

"There is talk that you are a relative of Jeddah. Gabriella's blood."

"I must apologize for the inconvenience..."

I think inside you can spare me the rumor.

Sometimes I'm rude to Gabriella, but I'm afraid of what my loving wife, Leone, thinks.

"Don't worry. It is Viscount Jeddah who is spreading rumors. I guess you still want to keep it under your wings. That's a lot to take care of."

"Thank God. But is it Wu (teasing) …"

I owed the Commercial Guild Chief and his wife another accumulation of debt.

But wu (teasing) is whether it is praised or made subtle.

"Don't look so sorry. You should think of Wu (teasing) as a symbol of wit. If you don't like it, you can turn it into a hawk or an eagle. And then Chairman Rossetti seems to have some... but I don't think we should let him hear it."

"I won't tell the chairman, so would you mind if I asked?

"First of all, 'Red Cat'..."

"... as a nomenclature, well, aren't you cute"

Even as I snapped inside wondering if it was your fault, I nodded for now.

"Others, 'Shoe Keeper' thanks to the drying laying of shoes, 'Food Reformers' from the Expeditionary Stove"

Not bad. Rather, the latter is pretty cool.

Wouldn't you be able to answer without a problem if asked? Darya looks happy too.

"But most of all...... Promise 'The Goddess of Salvation from the Waterworm', 'The Goddess of the Waterworm'"

"I will definitely keep my mouth shut......!

Is that bad faith, why did you abbreviate it? Ivano put his hand on his forehead as he saw that he wanted to complain.

"He who is saying is going to be grateful, but given his honour..."

"Not at all. If you think about the chairman, I wanted you to put it another way..."

I felt very comfortable with Jildo on this.

"Excuse me, Deals, but does Lady Grate have two names too?

"Thanks to the Devil's Sword," The Ashes Demon Man, "I'm the Wallet Clerk of the Royal Castle. They say," Golden Owl "or something. But it's not the treasure trove gold that I look through, it's the accounting book numbers. I have a hard time keeping it red..."

Unconsciously, Jildo, with his left hand around his stomach, had a strange sense of intimacy.

"By the way, who would like to be present with alcohol in the future? According to them, you can connect them with me."

"Right...... personally, Deals and I would love to"

"With me?

Apparently my words were terribly surprising.

Zildo has returned his eyes to see something very odd.

"There's no funny story for me. I can barely talk about finances, and I can't allow you to accommodate beyond the boundaries."

"I don't want either. If I could, I'd like to talk to you about when I was in college. I'm not from Wangdu, I've never been to college, so I've always admired college life."

It wasn't a compliment or a lie, I asked what I had been a little interested in before.

Faithful to his duties, the villain does it fine when needed. Now, there are two sides to the fast-paced and friendly response to Dahlia that follows, and strangely.

Ivano was purely interested in this man.

"College life... then there are mountains to talk about"

Zildo has come to his true face and has embarked on a little bit of himself.

"Ivano, are you free after this?

"Yes, I don't have any particular plans, Deals"

"Then let the carriage go back? I'll give you a ride home. Oh, I don't mind" Jildo "from now on."

"Thank you"

Marquis' sudden name calling is honestly bad for the heart. But I don't have a choice.

I'm just relieved I don't have to leave Maena waiting.

Zildo begins ordering his squire to carry the food to the guest room.

If I did, I wouldn't know what would be on the table at the earliest, on a long cooking name.

He then opened the shelf with the door behind him and put out a bottle of liquor. It is a brilliant amber distillery.

Two very transparent, thin glass glasses were arranged on the table.

"So let me ask you plenty about the college life I was forced to struggle with by Grate"

"It's also... interesting"

This is going to be a long time. Ivano sits back firmly on the couch.

"Since the day I met him at elementary school, I have improved my grades in seating thanks to being helped with homework and assignments. Thanks to this, the Higher College wanted to be in the knighthood department, but he was also admitted to the Department of Literature..."

"Master Zildo, are you choosing two subjects at the same time? I hear it's pretty tough."

"It was pretty tough, but it was much better up there getting all kinds of things caught up in the grate..."

Amber liquor poured abundantly into the glass does not add enough water or ice.

Amber's eyes, which were very similar to that, shook a little dizzy.

"The story of Grate will be followed by the colorful stories of the near-old aristocrats on their young days. Maybe we can use it from here on out."

Again, Zildo was not being honest, and against the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce, he seemed like a good man.

On this day Ivano's notebook was filled with a very black history.