Greek and Roman Mythology

The crowded streets and abundant supplies, the magnificent buildings that architects willingly designed and built, and the vibrant streets of Heger were filled with the story of the new hero and student of Cayron, who solved the Gorgon Three Sisters' problems.

Previously, by sweeping through a group of vicious bandits in the mountains or fields, he was named after the Gorgon three sisters who appeared on the shore this time.

Warriors admired him and ignited the struggle, and from the beginning, the noblewomen's feasts secretly fascinated the currents.

I became famous in a flash, showing tremendous popularity.

Thus, the nobles of Hege pleaded with the king together that whatever it takes to make him a hero, whether he will give his title to this country called Heger or marry him to a nobleman or royal ceremony.

The king seemed to accept it as well.

Meanwhile, a restaurant in a luxurious mansion, where Negfios sighs as he sits on his stool.

The high-end food he usually enjoys doesn't suit his taste.

The food that was already warm has been cold for a long time.

He grits the cold food and gestures at the blonde maid standing next to him.

Teddy hasn't left his head lately, so he often calls or keeps his blonde maids around.

In the Greek world, the maid used to wear a full dress with frills that didn't exist, but it was not awkward at all.

After all, it's a game with melted fantasy elements, so it's this much aesthetic.

After all, Negpyos' gesture solidifies her face and reaches out to him.

"What's the matter? Negpius."

Negpyos points his index finger under the table as he smiles softly.

"Oh, my God, this pig..."

The maid, who could not insult him publicly because of the difference in identity, leaned slightly down and entered under the dining table with a false expression that it was glorious.

And the servant, kneeling down between Negropos' thick thighs, unzips and picks up something smelly inside and says, "I'm going to serve. 'I started sucking small.

"Yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay!"

The servant carelessly used his tongue, lips, and teeth to caress his droopy stuff, and it quickly rose.

Large enough to be an object, but the servant knew the truth.

I brought a famous wizard in body synthesis and mutation to resize things.

However, Negfios is cheap, grumpy, and quick to find out how durable it can be.

'Well, you're not going to get hit by my fancy technique.'

Now that you've taken one step out, this should do it. She swallows some nasty semen, licks the stuff clean, and looks up at Negfios.

Nevertheless, Negpius asks that you come up this time to see if you are not quite satisfied.

The maid secretly sighed, lifted the crown of her teeth, placed her hands on his shoulder, massaged the vagina on her knees, and began drenching her vagina as quickly as possible.

I don't want to do it, but I get excited quickly.It doesn't hurt when something this big gets in here.

Seeing the maid work so hard to ease her pain, Negpius struggles to think of many things.

"Whew, what do I do..."

I had no idea that the stranger who was invited to Teddy's appearance would have such outstanding skills.

I've sent many outstanding warriors to deal with the three Gorgon sisters, but this is always the case when I just sighed because I was feeling overwhelmed.

Of course, I'm glad Teddy made it back alive, but that's the problem.

You don't respect grown-ups with half-assed stamps.

"Hmph! Haang! Amazing! Ha! Ha!"

As Negpyos watches the waist-walking maid bouncing around her big chest, he ponders deeply.

Hire assassins to kill him or not.

I was filled with worries about it.

The nobles didn't quite like the fact that the Gorgon three sisters solved their problems and became popular.

The nobles rather thought he was violating their rights, because the reality of power tends toward him if he is on someone's side.

Some nobles, including Negpius, who were taught to kill if they couldn't be brought in on their own.

Most agreed that a great deal of money should be given to the famous assassin and that it would be better to kill him.

Neither did Negpius.

"Ahhhh! Ahh! Arrggg! Pack it up! Negpius! To me, your semen is low!"

"Ugh! Okay, I'm cheap!"

The maid desperately tightened her vagina and asked for a favor, and Negpius suddenly felt better.

A small amount of semen was squeezed out every day and for a few seconds compared to the current.

The servant thanked her with a face that looked like she was going to cry because she was sick, then carefully pulled the stuff out of the room, and another maid came in and wiped the stuff covered with liquid and semen with a warm towel.

Negpyos takes a quick peek at the food on the table, sipping the remaining wine from the glass at once, then gets up and cramps his trousers.

Once you've made up your mind, it's natural to follow that decision.

Back in his room, Negpius contacted the nobles who had secretly intended to assassinate Currents with him using a magic telecom and gave his opinion, and the nobles decided to gladly accept it and send the gold ingots to hire assassins through the butler.

Negpius immediately summoned the Chamberlain to hand him twenty gold ingots and ask him to find Hege's famous assassin and make a quest.

The Chamberlain nods and takes the gold ingot.

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A fancy tavern 'round the east wall of Hege.'

It is a place where ordinary warriors and beautiful women work at such a high price that they cannot afford.

Even nobles can't visit easily at such a high price, but it's a strangely crowded place.

The Chamberlain looks up at the wooden plank for you, considering the information she knows, opens the door and steps inside.

Queek - As I walked through the smooth open door without a rattling sound and entered, I was structuring a style that was hard to see in Greece, with a luxurious aroma of aroma.

On the outside, it looked like a building made of stone, but on the walls, floors, and ceilings were made of brown wood.

So, a gentle woman approached the butler while looking around the inside of the bar.

"Oh? It's the Chamberlain. What brings you here? Maybe... for a drink?"

The woman who grabbed the butler's right arm naturally led the butler.

It's a precaution at this age. Then the muttering butler opened his mouth to the ear of the woman taking him.

"I confess my love by dying for you."

The woman's eyes opened wide at the slightest whisper, and immediately I led her deep into the tavern with a grin.

The building was as big as a mansion, so no one looked at it even if they went deep.

It's just that there are women and nobles who are distracted by the alcohol next to them.

The woman who was taking the butler turned around and pressed him against the wall.

Then he rubbed his body showing off the S-line to the butler, and he pulled out the small claw he had hidden on his thigh, pointing it at the butler's neck.

"Hmmm, I'm honored that you like me so much... What brings you here?"

You must speak well here.

If you simply say what you want to ask for here, you can be strangled and dumped in the streets.

The butler swallows and swallows his saliva, as if there were any such vicious assassinations.

The woman grins as she goes over to her throat.

"For you."

"Oh... I'm ashamed. What did you come here for?"

"For you."

Twice, the woman drew her scabbard and smiled widely.

The butler felt that the flowers seemed to be blooming.

"Welcome, sir. I hope you'll forgive me for a moment."

"I'm fine."

"Oh, what a nice guy. Unlike the other nobles' butlers, you're very polite. Come this way."

The woman gestures at the butler in front of the barren wall, right next to him, and goes inside.

The butler, who thought that he had unfolded 'welcome magic' by looking at the shy woman as if ignoring the physical law, tried to follow her into the wall.

Bang!

"???"

What is it?

The butler, who gave me a sore forehead, gave me a vague look with tears in his eyes on the painful blow.

Was it a dream that a woman just walked in?

Do you think you saw wrong?

In all sorts of doubts, I saw a woman protruding from the wall, apologizing with her hands together.

"Sorry, it hurts a lot, doesn't it? I think it's swollen. I'm so sorry. It's been a long time. I forgot."

A woman with a worried look on the butler's forehead.

The butler thought that he should never be tempted, and shaken his head and said it was okay.

"Come with me."

As the woman grabbed her hand and tried to get back inside the wall, the steward's face was embarrassed.

She said to him, "What if I bump into her?" And he looked at her with a sincere apology.

"I'm really sorry just now. If you hold my hand, you'll get through this wall. Now, don't be afraid."

"Ah… yes."

As the woman said, I was able to pass through the wall by holding hands.

Beyond the wall was a secret passageway or a staircase leading down, and a long hallway emerges as we go down all of the stairs.

As I walked along this hallway, which was illuminated by a subtle light, a room appeared, and the woman stopped in front of him.

Then take something from the sternum and give it to the Chamberlain. He asks you to go inside.

"Is this...?"

When the steward looked at the paper she handed him, she said it was a kind of coupon that she could borrow for free for a day.

The butler was thankful, but refused, smiling that the drink was free as well as given as an apology that had just happened.

Inside, she looks like that.

Oh, that's nice. '

There was a sincere thought in the woman's heart that was different from what she had just said.

As the butler became more and more fond of him, he said, "Keep it." Then he opened the visit and pushed it inside.

Uh, the butler, who went inside, tried to walk forward with the coupon stuffed in his pocket.

However, cigarette smoke suddenly appeared in front of you.

"Welcome. It's been a long time."

And what you see is a woman sitting there who was attractive enough to say, "Go away."

She was dressed in a red dress, her breasts exposed, and she was staring at the butler without a handful of shame.

Long red hair, red eyes, and tear spots as long as the dress you're wearing.

It was like seeing a single rose.

She is the most famous assassin in the back alley of Hege, Ceres.

The assassination rate is high enough that no assassin can follow her, not just Heghe, but in any country.

Recently, however, she hasn't accepted any quests.

Listening to the quest and talking to her underlings about it, she sometimes refuses to accept the quest, even if she offers a modest amount.

Despite this attitude, some nobles were furious with her refusal or simply handling the quest, trying to hire or attack an assassin, but when the assassins refused the quest and were ready to attack, the nobleman died without a rat or bird knowing it.

Since he is such a strong assassin, the nobles agreed with each other implicitly not to touch him if they can, so they can even find a place like this and sell the bar and accept the request.

Honestly, I don't know where he is unless he's a wealthy nobleman, but most nobles knew about this because they've been accepting requests in the same bar for years.

Anyway, the important thing is that you could get kicked out of here.

She taps a long cigarette with her red glove hand and taps it in front of her.

Sitting down, the butler bowed his head and sat down.

Then I took out the magic pouch that I had brought and politely placed it in front of her.

"Oh, the magic pouch."

Series moves his cigarette pipe delicately, untying the rope in his pocket and turning his back on it.

A rattling golden orb spills out onto the desk.

A genuine, pure gold ingot.

Twenty gold ingots are worth a fortune.

This amount is not usually paid by nobles.

Series looks at the butler, thinking it's a pretty important mission.

The butler opens his mouth, looking into the guilty-looking eyes of Cerise.

"Eliminate... Eliminate... this Hero... who is called Death." The period is until he enters this heger. "

"Hmmm, we're running out of time."

She takes a sip of pipe cigarettes as if she was thinking about something. Soon, Series nods.

"Fine. I'll accept the quest. If you complete the quest, you'll get an extra Gold Ingot, right?"

"Oh, that's..."

The butler was embarrassed that he accidentally handed over his entire pouch in the atmosphere.

I should have negotiated.

Seeing the butler's embarrassed expression, Ceris smiles and picks 5 out of 20 gold ingots and pushes them out in front of the butler.

"Take it. 15 Gold Ingots in advance and 5 more for completing the quest. Okay?"

The butler nods and leaves with five gold ingots in his pocket.

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What are you doing at dawn? Raise it when you can in the morning... We're running out of time, so if you go straight to OT, it'll be a reservation.

If you could draw a cover... thank you. Sincere Real,

It's not that I don't like it. I'm not saying no... haha.

Or this. Just write down a white Roman myth... blah.

Think of P.S. as a blonde maid at the bottom, not an aphrodite.

There's an image of Aphrodite in the art setting, or in my courtyard.

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The Rifle that we postponed.

I think 13kb would appear if I replicated them all. All I did was check in front of the comments with people who marked or or *.

Absolute Almighty//His comments are so profound and written that I won't... write them down.

Faceless Angel: Read it before Becca does. Powaaa! Until next time, I won't control the boiling darkness!

- I get nosebleeds all the time.

Faceless Angel: Sister rice continues until next time! That's a good boy, our writer, Pooja. Let me wrap this up in one word! < Jokun? >

- I like it, too.

Faceless Angel: The cover is too healthy! (Puff!) Joara Noble's three-month pass expires at 6: 00... So that'll be the last ripple... I won't be able to see Jeripple for a while... ~

- Cover... something.

Agubona: I like the writing of the writer! ㅋ If you're going to be patient, I'll give you a rating!!! You've finished Jame Cover rice!!!

- Did you rate it?

Agubona: ㅋ ㅋ Finally.... Is it Medusaki now??? Good luck!!! Oh, now... do I have to fight? And the next thing you know... princess? Blah.

- I don't know about heroin. If you've seen this article, you might know it.

Agubona: Writer ~ Yes..... Hercules and... Perseus... Your father??? Isn't that Zeus? I need Zeus' permission... to be happy... with Hercules. And Perseus... Is he going to take care of it?

- Yeah, I just sigh.

arisawanetwork: How many hours does it take to write iso writing for Delko? I yelled at a virgin, but it took me so long. I'm too slow to write a novel.

- About an hour? If it's written well, don't write it quickly. If not, I'll spend time playing games.

Estella: Did Joara give you an image? You've changed.

- You didn't like the cover. I'm a little... I don't have a Thatcher cover, so I'm supposed to use it exactly the same way, and, frankly, I was expecting a candlestick or something, and it just came out that way. I saw the cover change at my own pace in the morning and went to sleep.

[I don't like the cover. So I'll draw you a picture, so use that. I want someone to do it.]

[Thank you for the signs that don't cause copyright problems; however, it's always hopeful.]

[Or I'd appreciate it if you could just do something about the clothes on the cover. (Sobbing.)

[Again, the cover is not Aphrodite, but the maid in this article. Maybe. Maybe Aphrodite should come to my courtyard and see what someone else has posted.]

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But I keep looking at the cover, and it's nice and discreet. Am I the only one?

I don't like the look of it or the clothes, but... something tells me that this article is obscene.