被男人吃奶很爽的毛片

Even if it's handled with magic tools, the weight is light and it could come from the air.

Unlike previous generations, there are no sensors, so it is difficult to sense at a distance.

As soon as I touched the Green Slime, I could have been given a light electric shock, but there was no stone of electricity that I hated.

Darya looked back at the paperwork on the pigeon as she almost cursed.

Next to him, Fermo was shaking his head with his left hand.

Ivano, who had alternated between them, raised his mouth slightly.

"There's something bothering you both..."

"Hey, Ivano, I'm always worried about products, right?" Don't do this with me. "

"Mr. Fermo, that sounds like I'm not bothered..."

I just pointed my mouth a little bit.

Certainly, some magic tools were made with the knowledge and luck of previous generations.

However, both development and prototyping failures are overwhelming. There's no way I won't be bothered.

Um, can I have a word with you?

Did you feel the subtle air? Until then, the silent Maina shouted out a bright voice.

"I was in the Transportation Guild before here, and I have doves and pigeons on the roof over there."

Transport guilds carry anything from small to large.

The letter is one of them, so it must be natural to have pigeons and magic pigeons.

"I think there are a lot of nobles and big chambers that have magic pigeons, but the transport guild's magic pigeons are pretty fast."

"I didn't know that. Is it good to grow pigeons, even special bait?"

"It wasn't said to be particularly secret, but just for now - the transport guild pigeon was purchased from the 'Goodwin Family' at the border."

Count Goodwin on the border - it's a friend of Volff's and Randolph's family, a member of the Monster Corps.

I don't know if Mena knows about it.

But he smiled and turned his light blue eyes toward Darya.

If I ask you about the connection with the Goodwin family, can you tell me about the weakness of the Devil Pigeon?

After that, it was a discussion between those who were in the room.

I think it was a good suggestion, but this time, the matter of the Magic Pigeon was a delicate matter.

We can't involve Randolph in an armory workshop.

In addition, Jonas' family is also a Goodwin family, but as it stands, the edge is broken.

Even in the important period before the Baron's commemoration, it should be avoided.

In the end, that was the answer to Mayna's suggestion.

Mena didn't seem particularly attentive.

If it was hard to ask, he offered to find a book about neighboring pigeons.

After that, I went around the bookstore in the capital, but I didn't have any specialized books for the pigeons.

After returning to the Green Tower, Volff bought it and put it in the living room.

However, all I knew was the basics of a demon pigeon.

It's bigger than a regular pigeon and flies at a much faster speed.

Basically, it is herbivorous, but it also eats small animals such as insects and frogs. I have two nests, and I have the habit of going back and forth.

Most of them had already heard of it, and there was nothing that seemed to be helpful in avoiding demon pigeons.

Spending the next day without a good idea, Darya wiped the green tower and the top of the thermal table in the living room.

Outside the window was sunset, and it was time for Volff, who had finished his training, to arrive.

They say there are pigeons in the royal castle, but if you ask him, do you know anything? - When I thought so, the gate bell rang.

When I opened the front door, I saw Volff behind the gate and Randolph behind.

Perhaps something had happened in the Monster Crusade, and Darya rushed to open the gate immediately.

"Darya, I'm sorry it's so sudden. When Dr. Jonas told me about the pigeon, I asked Randolph if he could help me because I knew about the pigeon."

Huh? Um, is that okay?

The person called out to me as I was repeating yesterday's worries about whether Randolph would be involved in the pigeon, or whether there would be any confidentiality issues.

"At home, we were dealing in magic pigeons. Whether it was related to the Imperial Castle or the expedition of the team, the communication of the Magic Pigeon was important. If you don't mind, I'd like to help you."

His sincere expression and voice made me understand this matter.

Certainly, the Green Slime Dried Pigeon could turn into a [Magic Pigeon Wheel].

There was also a risk that the use of demon pigeons in the future might fluctuate.

I wouldn't be so grateful if you could help me.

"Thank you, Mr. Randolph." It would be nice if you could do me a favor. "

"Darya, would you like to go to a shop with a private room to talk about Magic Pigeons?" And dinner as well. "

"That's why I was already preparing dinner." Sausages, steamed vegetables, it's really a common dish.... "

Volff is fine, but Randolph's menu worries me.

However, I remembered that there is a perfect one just finished today.

"Um, Master Randolph, how about a pickle of nuts?" It's just pickling up. "

"It looks delicious. I would definitely like to do it."

Like when I went to the coffee shop with you before, I didn't hide my love of sweet things, and I was not lost.

The red tea's eyes narrowed and she returned with a soft smile.

And with peace of mind, Darya invited the two of them to the Green Tower.

"It's going to get cold, so let's have dinner before we talk."

Thank you, Darya. How about a pot today?

There is a small magic stove, a shallow hot pot with hot water, and a steaming hot pot on the top of the heated table.

I put the fire on the small magic stove, and Darya explained the menu for the day.

"This is steamed vegetables. Please add salt or mayonnaise to your plate."

Steamed vegetables like carrots, potatoes, and cauliflower are exhaling white steam.

I bought a bargain vegetable bag at the store, so I cut the appropriate vegetables from it and steamed them in large quantities in a steaming pan.

The mayonnaise was mixed with plenty of boiled eggs and chopped onion, a little dried basil and pepper.

Father Carlo said that steamed vegetables taste good.

"I'm going to put sausage in this hot water - the hot water will turn into sausage." When it's warm, use a tong to eat it as it is or with a mustard grain. "

"Yukari sausage..."

Of course, Volff and Randolph looked strange.

In shops and homes, sausages are often baked out or used as a soup kit.

Not to mention the small, short skinned sausage that was placed in the pan in front of me.

It's a bargain for ordinary people, so you won't see much of it.

Instead of offering the first option, pour black ale into the three glasses.

And when I toast to good luck from tomorrow, I suggested cooking for both of them.

"Please pull it out of the pan before it gets too hot." Also, please stab with a fork once before putting it in your mouth. Otherwise, I'll shoot the bullet in my mouth. "

When I noticed it with my true face, they laughed at me.

But I'm sure you'll see that I'm not joking.

Darya takes the sausage from the shallow pan, which is whitened with steam, into a small plate.

I applied a little grain of mustard, stabbed it firmly with a fork, and then carried it to my mouth.

Spiced meat jumps underneath the hard skins with plenty of juice.

The more you chew, the more juice comes out, and the sweetness of the fat and the taste of the spiced meat mix well.

The tingling spiciness of grain mustard also went well with the accent.

After tasting Hafu, drink the black ale to calm the heat in your mouth.

The greasy mouth is refreshed and the bitterness of the black ale turns into freshness.

Then, when the sausage with hot water suited him in a refreshingly cold mouth - alternately, Volff next door and Randolph across the street had exactly the same behavior.

Darya gently added the sausage she had prepared to the bowl to the shallow pan.

"This is delicious with plenty of gravy... and the grain mustard goes really well with it..."

"It's a different taste from soup..."

When they see each other, they both say, sticking a fork in the sausage.

Randolph only stabbed the tip of the fork with the first one, and I didn't see him eat and hold his mouth.

Suggesting an extra amount of sausage, Darya glanced at the clock and headed to the kitchen.

Although there are plenty of yukiki winners and boiled vegetables, it won't be enough for two men with good physique.

Besides, I came after a hard workout, and I want you to eat well here.

That's what I thought, warming up in the oven was a little big round bread.

The onion bread with plenty of cheese inside is delicious to bake so tightly that it burns a little.

I put it hot on a plate for Volff and Randolph.

Darya's bread is a favorite walnut bread. I put this in the edge of the oven, but it was just a little burnt.

If I knew Randolph was coming, I'd have bought some sweet bread too - and while I was thinking about it, I'd never forget to bring out a jar of nuts and pickled honey.

The day I went out for a night out with Volff, I ate salted nuts with honey.

I remembered that and made it just like the recipe in my neighbor's cookbook.

Nuts such as almonds and walnuts, and a little raisin are marinated for the fourth day.

It's a pretty good shade.

Darya, can I help you?

I wonder if Volff cared about himself in the kitchen.

And Darya took no hesitation in having him carry a plate of bread.

Meanwhile, serve Randolph with the pickled nuts on a medium plate.

Volff was given a little salty nuts on a small plate.

When you return to the living room, you will continue to eat each meal.

Volff was amazed by the stretch and heat of the onion bread cheese, and Randolph was facing the inner plate.

I scoop a generous amount of nuts into the big spoon, and the honey line breaks and I burst out.

A very slow chew lasted for a long time, and after swallowing, I heard a long, quiet breath out.

"Thank you. It's a very tasty dish..."

Randolph said that, returning the gaze of the red tea to the deep dish.

Perhaps this is because this is a recipe for a neighbouring country.

He said he was in neighboring Erilkia when he was a student.

Because the recipes are the same, I think they will taste better with more naturability.

Darya decided to bring an extra from the kitchen.

Randolph tastes a precious spoon well and then sees a friend baking onion bread on the side.

The young man, nicknamed "Black Reaper" or "Demon King", was enjoying cooking without any risk.

Until last spring, he had something cold and tense.

Now that it's gone, Volff seems to be playing with words, but I think so.

"Randolph really likes honey. Will you turn into a bear in time?"

When he noticed his gaze, he laughed like a boy.

Darya didn't show her jealous shards to entertain herself, but she was proud to be trusted.

If you are spoiled by the proximity of the opponent, you may suddenly lose your reach and feel like you can burn blood.

Volff and the others couldn't see a future like that.

I still want to push my back because I'm a friend.

"You need to be a watchdog."

Did the neighbor's recommendation reach Volff's ears or not?

A red-haired lady with a pile of nutty honey pickled plates returned to the room.