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This feeling is like nurturing something.

Nurture the boy into your own shape so that you can eat him with peace of mind in the future.

He gulped down a glass of divine wine and laughed heartily.

Little guy, your child is indeed very outstanding.

but now……

He is mine!

How do people describe this beautiful thing?

NTR Husband? Cuckold Story?

Well, no matter what, Goddess Loki has finally left her mark on the boy's body and mind.

Worth celebrating.

This group of high-level adventurers, even gods, look like this, not to mention the new adventurer teams in the dungeon.

The female boxer looked at the crystal coffin with tears in her eyes.

Hating the restraint of the crystal coffin, yet also enjoying the restraint of the crystal coffin.

Disgusted, it was the crystal coffin that blocked her direct vision.

Joy is like a crystal coffin that binds the boy tightly. It feels like it is waiting for him to save it.

After being saved, it naturally belongs to you alone.

The female magician looked extremely intoxicated.

There was only one thought left in her mind.

he's mine!

Chapter 143: Powerful Gods

Priestesses are better, but not much.

As a devout believer in Mother Earth, her heart is even purer.

She didn't have too many dirty thoughts, she just thought.

Can I lie in the crystal coffin with him?

After the brilliant appearance, the dazzling holiness seemed to be gradually fading away.

This made the new adventurer panic.

Just as he was about to go over for a closer inspection, he heard a disgusting and rampant sound from deep within the nest.

It's a goblin.

There are a lot of goblins.

The priestess' face turned pale as she recalled the death of the male swordsman again. The corpse on the ground still had its eyes open, as if it had died with its eyes open.

They were anxious and wanted to take the crystal coffin with them.

They believed it was a "treasure chest" they had found during their adventure.

It is not uncommon for adventurers to discover and harvest treasure chests in ruins.

Whoever gets the treasure chest will own it.

This is the default rule among adventurers, and it has been written into the regulations of the Adventurer's Guild.

As the goblins' movements grew louder, the priestess's face grew paler.

"Let's go, leave here..."

In the vastness, a distant and cold young man's voice suddenly sounded, as if echoing in the ears and in the heart.

That voice, still tinged with childishness, is enough to drive any shota-loving person crazy.

Of course, even if you are not a shotacon, you will probably go crazy under the charm of the boy.

The priestess held the staff tightly and watched the crystal coffin slowly open. The holy young man who was even more beautiful than a water fairy and a forest spirit had opened his eyes at some point.

Those eyes seemed to contain the sea of stars, like a glance that lasted for a thousand years, and also like a lifetime missed.

"Let's go, leave here..."

The young man repeated his reminder, causing the priestess to grit her teeth and pull her two lustful companions to run madly towards the exit.

The priestess understood the holy and noble meaning.

The boy is just like himself.

Blessed by God.

Moreover, the divine favor is very strong, much higher than his own.

After escaping from the goblin's lair, the female boxer and the female magician both had red eyes.

"He's still in there!"

Faced with the two men's ferocious questioning, the priestess felt a little guilty.

She knew that the young man's divine favor was very strong and that nothing would happen to him, but these two didn't know that...

"We can't do that. We have to find a senior adventurer to rescue him..."

Thus, the scene of the Adventurer's Guild took place.

"Crystal coffin!?"

An adventurer showed interest.

A mere goblin's lair actually has a treasure chest of this level?

Not to mention whether there are more treasures inside the crystal coffin, the crystal coffin alone is a huge fortune!

But, this has to be true.

It's not uncommon for new adventurers to cheat and conceal things just to get free combat power to rescue their companions.

You can save people, but since you have chosen the path of an adventurer, you will have to face the choice between life and death sooner or later.

Moreover, adventurers need credibility and are very repulsive to bad adventurers who do not follow the rules.

"Everything we say is true!"

The female boxer was very anxious.

Although she did play a trick.

It didn't say what was inside the crystal coffin.

Tsurumi Rumi hid aside, feeling very tired watching this group of noisy adventurers.

No one cares about me...

A frontier ranch.

An open-minded cowherd girl is sighingly waiting for her childhood sweetheart.

Goblin Slayer.

He went to kill the goblins again.

Her uncle had told her many times that Goblin Slayer was not their kind and would eventually drift apart.

But the gopis persisted.

"I'll always be waiting for him!"

The cowherd girl has a firm gaze and a stubborn face.

The denim jumpsuit with double shoulder straps could not completely cover the pair of heavy fruits, only revealing a hint of white and smooth skin.

Her chubby body is particularly soft and tender, but her waist is unexpectedly slender.

A pair of slender legs wearing thick black leather boots.

The white lining covered a pair of jade arms, with soft and soft hands holding the cheeks, and the red hair and light red eyes complemented each other.

This is a rare beautiful girl.

She was feeling drowsy waiting in the grass, but a vague figure instantly made her alert.

Holding her breath, the cowherd girl couldn't tell what she was feeling.

She waited.

But the person who came was not the Goblin Slayer, but a gorgeous young man whose body was half-covered by a long white strip, which made the covering more obvious and revealed a lot.

The boy had no expression on his face, but shamelessly covered part of his face with his hands.

"Excuse me, can you lend me a piece of clothing?"

The cold voice made the cowherd girl shudder.

Smooth.

The cowherd girl immediately stood up and looked at the boy's head facing her fruit. The little head made the cowherd girl itchy.

Cute, want to rub...

The cowherd girl was kind-hearted and naturally couldn't bear to see such a cute child without even a piece of clothing, so she quickly took the boy's hand and was about to take him home.

When holding the little hand, the cowherd girl could feel her tremble noticeably, but there was no sign of anything unusual on her face. She looked at the boy kindly and with a smile.

"Are you lost? What's your name? Where are you from? Do you want to settle down here? Do you have a place to live? My house is quite big..."

The young man tilted his head in thought, seemingly not quite understanding.

In fact, I was thinking about this outrageous copy.

Are the gods here so powerful?

Pull the river of time at will, and arrange the fate of all beings at will.

I originally wanted to stay in the previous time and space, but I didn't expect that the power of the gods was simply outrageous.

And those goblins...

Recalling the goblin's frenzied desire when he saw him, and the obscene look in his eyes, the Demon Lord frowned.

One cannot, at least one should not...

He still remembers the original storyline of Brother Slayer.

Aren't goblins only female?

Now they are so ruthless that they don’t even spare men! ?

He felt something was wrong.

As for the crystal coffin...

The divine fire of goddess Loki is manifested, which is very useful.

It's perfect as a regular measure.

It seems that the Blood Demon Art is a bit behind the times.

The ultimate trump card is Hestia's sacred fire, and the conventional means is the sacred fire of the goddess Loki.

The Blood Demonic Art has fallen to the point where it can only be raised with the help of the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine.

At most, you can add a function to preach and control others.

Fortunately, the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine is always strong, even the sacred fire has to bow down to it.

But the gods here are still... well.

The young man turned his head and saw the cowherd girl poking her face with her fingers with great interest.

The whiteness that was not revealed in the ravines was extremely eye-catching.

"We're here~"