Half-elves Fall In Love - 986 2nd Sacred Beast Festival 6

Illusions using phantom magic are not something that can be repeated over and over again (I was more concerned about my own whitening than the increased probability of being found out), so I didn’t do anything more, and I waited for the festival to be held while flirting with Breakcore.

There is a three-day grace period until the festival. We don’t necessarily have to stay near the Holy Beast Labyrinth all the time, and with the dragon wings, we could have gone to Polka or something, but I didn’t dare.

Since I came directly from the naked village, I should have explained it to the relevant parties, including the background, but I thought it was more important to “fill in” the break core.

If I could just explain the situation to Maia, Diane, Lila, Serena, and the others at the back would understand the situation, and I thought that would be enough.

It looks like slow preparation, but it’s quite dynamic when you keep looking at it like this.

From the roof of the “Shrine Shack” built directly above the center of the labyrinth, looking down at the “front entrance”, you can see that the gathered elves seem to be spending their time appropriately, and gradually getting comfortable.

You can build a little tent or tarp here, or just knit a rope and mass-produce a hammock.

Using some kind of magic and physical labor, they dug up areas that hadn’t been used until yesterday to create a small-scale collective cooking area, where huge animals that had been hunted from nowhere were transported and processed into large quantities of skewers in an instant.

From the special seat, you can watch the preparations for the event without being asked to help. This is not a surprising chance.

“The Elves are outdoor experts, each with hundreds of years of accumulation. If you play a role, you can create anything here.”

“On the contrary, you know how bad the last sudden event was.”

“I can’t help it.” Originally, I didn’t even know how many Elves were going to ride. Thanks to you, it’s hard to find a reason not to attend anymore. ”

“… I wonder why.”

I don’t feel like all of the Elves like me that much… After all, there are some times when the maintenance clan still feels that they are frowned upon.

However, the festival is still packed with participants from all clans.

My personal “hero” symbol and the existence of a saved breakcore will create a topic that cannot be ignored in the woods.

That may be because the progressive Irina and Christie are inciting more and more because of the success of the festival, or because the elves who can’t express their interest in me or the “outside” are able to participate in such public events and follow their curiosity…

Anyway, I can feel great significance and motivation in this new festival among the elves.

It is fun to make full use of its skills and abilities, and to progress with efficiencies that are rarely seen by other races, such as the expansion of large-scale accommodation bases and the creation of competition venues.

Even so, I wonder if I can modify the grassland around here like this and make it up like this?

“What do you have to worry about? It was originally a place where there was nothing. I just didn’t put my hand on it because it didn’t make sense.”

”No, I don’t like the image of an elf cutting a tree in vain, and I don’t want to expose the soil by scraping all over the ground.”

“The Elves don’t protect plants as much as you think.” We do farming, we do livestock, we do forestry…. nothing is created from the land, only humans are so insensitive to loss, to say the least. ”

That’s not true.

Well, it’s true and natural that the humans don’t care enough to make the forest just a wasteland.

Because it is hard to imagine trees growing again in the wasteland and generating abundant blessings while you are alive.

The elves, who have more than ten times the time, may be able to lament about their barrenness and fear that the land will spread. Irreversible things have to be given up first, but it is only because they can be managed in realistic time that they can have a strong sense of the problem.

… while talking like that, Breakcore and I are huddled together on the roof. When I feel like it, I rub and stroke her chest and buttocks, put my hand in it, and Breakcore accepts it naturally, and occasionally gives her a deep kiss when she’s in the mood.

The elves may see it, but nothing complains about it as a matter of fact.

According to Irina and Christie, the elves are “only to the extent that it does not lead to direct mating”, so it seems that there is no problem to show them to the surroundings. That’s why I try to spend a lot of time with Breakcore in that area.

The elves have a strong outdoor orientation. Do it in a place where no one can see it… I don’t know what to say.

As expected, it’s a problem to show off too unjustifiable flashy matings, as I usually do, but there’s also a side where it’s a formal practice to invite people out in the open to have sex with the strip, as Irina showed one day.

… well, it seems like it’s taboo not to get too close if you’re not a party.

Then let’s explore the area where there are no complaints.

And Breakcore seemed very happy with that kind of contact, which was just right.

… and…

”Is it about time you started wanting to cum?”

“If you want to talk about whether or not you want to do it, I want to do it anytime.”

“… then let’s get down once and for all♪”

They fully elevate each other, pour it into the back of the hut or inside the hut to make it explode, and without fooling around with the smell, go up to the roof again, and continue to pet the construction of the elves with dishes.

It’s fun to play like that.

I want you to mix it up, too.

“Me too…”

Irina and Christy began to look up desperately on the way, and I thought, “Flowers in both hands.” Any more people would look unnatural even for petting.

… and Diehl looked sideways at it, and as expected, his complaint was made.

“It’s too obvious.”

“… I’m sorry.”

After all, the line seems to be lower.

(Continued)