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    Lamia, who fell to the floor, looked at Sophia with a puzzled face. Sofia was also puzzled and looked at Skyleon and Lamia in turn.

    “…”

    “…”

    The two goddesses and Lamia were embarrassed and could not say anything. It seemed like a play, and it made my lungs tingle.

    “Kkkk.”

    A real man doesn’t hold back when he’s funny. Sophia’s face crumpled as laughter came from deep within her lungs.

    “John you! What’s so funny!”

    “I laughed out of joy. Lamia is not a powerful race. I can’t help but smile when I think about how reassuring it would be to become a minion.”

    “Huh? Uh oh. yes. Lamia is a good race.”

    Still confused, I looked at Lamia who was wiping away the bodily fluid. Lamia was a really good race.

    Unlike the civilized Arachne, she did not wear a bobby hat, exposing her pale breasts without hesitation. Like a wild creature, his abs are amazing. Underneath his 11-shaped abs, there was a tail that reflected sunlight.

    The tail, covered in reptile-specific scales, was shiny. The upper body, which had human skin, still had some fluid remaining, but not a single speck of fluid had adhered to the smooth tail.

    Although the scales were characteristic of reptiles, they were not as disgusting as the reptiles on John’s home planet. It was close to the beautiful scales you only see on pet snakes.

    Just looking at the scales fascinates people and makes them want to touch them! It covered Lamia’s lower body densely.

    It was mainly dark green, but each part was light green, dark green, leaf green, etc. The colors changed subtly, adding to the fun of appreciating it.

    “It’s a really good race.”

    “You’re not talking about breasts, are you?”

    “Yes? Of course.”

    The charm point of the race called Lamia is the chest… but the biggest charm point is the tail.

    Anyone who does not understand the unique charm of the snake’s tail will never be able to love Lamia. I am a person with high understanding and empathy, so I can love as much as I want.

    Even Lamia is a species that originally lays eggs.

    “This is fate. Sky Leon. Thank you.”

    -???

    Sky Leon, who was lying in the sky like a person floating on the water, twisted his body as if he was talking about something. Cheonsol was astonished and pointed at Sky Leon.

    “Master. Didn’t you say that wild minions can’t see unplayed minions? That Sky Leon acts like he saw a light demon.”

    “Since the race is strong enough to often appear as a raid boss, you probably ignore the minor rules, right? don’t worry! Because our opponent is that Lamia!”

    As if we were not the only ones who heard Sofia’s explanation, Lamia spoke for the first time.

    “For some reason, Skyreon was talking about exams. Is that goddess over there trying to make me her servant?”

    “Your tone of voice is familiar.”

    I felt a strange sense of déjà vu. Where did you hear that way of speaking, dragging out ni- and ka- to create a strange rhyme?

    “It’s similar to the arrogant Arachne who tried to rob Gwangma.”

    “Oh!”

    After listening to it, it really is true. Sophia explained further.

    “Lamia and Arachne have been enemies for generations. Although we have entered the space age, we are unable to reconcile and occasionally engage in local wars. Since we always hit and fight, our speaking style is similar…”

    “The goddess is saying strange things.”

    Lamia hit the ground with her tail. There was a thumping sound and the ground cracked.

    -That’s why I hate Lamia. If you’re in a bad mood, you leave scars on the earth.

    -They dig burrows, although they are not as deep as dwarves.

    -They are a more unpleasant species than Rirota.

    Spirits lack lamia sensitivity.

    “Anyway, I want to make Naa, the great warrior of the Skyleeon tribe, my minion, right? Give it a try!”

    Lamia raised her arms high.

    -Tsk

    The trident that Skyleon spit out was deeply embedded in the ground. The spitting force was so strong that even the three-pronged part was buried in the ground.

    Lamia, who was trying to pull out her trident with all her might, broke into a cold sweat.

    “This is my window!”

    Lamia gave up pulling the trident with one hand and used both hands and her tail. The sight of him wriggling around his trident and groaning seemed absurd.

    “Dad…”

    “You think Lamia is cute? Dad thinks so too. It’s even cuter when he declares majestically and gets embarrassed because he can’t even pull out a spear.”

    “Gwangma.”

    Avni’s words were familiar enough to be interpreted after hearing just one word, but Ranran’s words required time to think about.

    After combining all of Ranran’s personality, interests, and appearances in the Forest of Minions as an adolescent, I finally came up with an answer.

    “Even Dad doesn’t know what Lamia’s blood tastes like.”

    “Really?!”

    Ranran was overly happy. I felt so good that I just stroked Avni’s head.

    “…”

    As her hair, which she had worked so hard to straighten, became tangled, Avni glared at Ranran. Ranran, who feels better thanks to me, doesn’t seem to feel her younger brother’s harsh gaze.

    “Then I guess I’ll have to beat it up and drink it myself! master! Please send Ranran!”

    “Huh? Can Ranran win?”

    “Ranran wins!”

    “Mmm. It will be a good experience, right? okay. Then…”

    “Wait a minute!”

    Lamia shouted urgently. I was so desperate that moisture gathered around my eyes.

    “Well, I picked almost all of them. So, just wait a little longer.”

    “Okay then. I’ll wait as long as I want.”

    Sophia gave a warm look. Lamia might not have been able to see it, but the same was true for me, Cheonsol, and my daughters.

    When it was time to brew a cup of tea, the spear was pulled out.

    Bubble

    Balladang.

    When the spear was pulled out, Lamia lost her balance and fell and rolled on the floor. Lamia’s upper body became covered in dirt.

    Surprisingly, there were no foreign substances on the lower body.

    “Uuuu…”

    Lamia was so embarrassed that she covered her face with her trident and cried. Skyleon, who had been watching indifferently, opened his mouth again.

    -This is a message from your sister.

    “…”

    Someone with a snake tail shouted loudly from Skyleon’s mouth. But the distance was so far away that I couldn’t hear it.

    “Unni? I can’t hear you!”

    “…”

    “Sister! I can’t hear you!”

    Lamia let go and called her sister. Cheonsol asked Sophia.

    “Master. Is the race called Lamia somewhat less intelligent?”

    “No… They are a race smart enough to produce wise men…”

    “That one?”

    “Among humans, there are people like Yohan, right? Wouldn’t Lamia be similar?”

    “That is a rude remark.”

    I reacted angrily, but Sophia didn’t care at all.

    “Well. Yes.”

    “Cheonsol. This is a truly rude remark.”

    “If you are dissatisfied, correct your behavior.”

    I’m really angry, but I can’t say anything because I’m being beaten with facts. As I was wheezing and letting go of my anger, Avni tapped my leg.

    “Dad…”

    “Dad was always cool?”

    “La, Ranran doesn’t think so? Didn’t you think Gwangma was cool every day?”

    “Okay. Thank you too Ranran.”

    I didn’t understand exactly what Ranran meant, but I do know that she said it as a consolation. My two daughters were excited and loved it.

    Meanwhile, Lamia, who had given up on communicating with her sister, pointed her trident at us.

    “Naa of the Skyleeon tribe! I challenge the goddess to a battle!”

    “Huh? Can’t I wait anymore?”

    “Ki, I can’t wait! That never happened!”

    I was so embarrassed that I decided to pretend it wasn’t there. I nodded and went forward. Sophia, Ranran, Cheonsol, Krystal, and Rita looked at them in bewilderment.

    Only Avni’s eyes sparkled. Lulu doesn’t have eyes, so I don’t know.

    Knock knock!

    “John. Why are you here? Ranran will do the battle.”

    “You officially requested a battle from us. I don’t know if we had sent Ranran out first, but from this moment on, it turned into a battle for Sophia’s honor. Of course, the servant who has been with Sophia for the longest time and her first believer, the paladin, must go out and raise the honor of the goddess.”

    I want to make Lamia, a fool who doesn’t brush off dirt on her cheek, get pregnant. I want to shake the sand off my chest, stroke my smooth tail, and sink my dick deep into it.

    Sophia’s eyes widened. A bond so deep that the system quantified it as B rank flowed through their gaze.

    “Yes. no. go back. Ranran will do the battle.”

    “Oh why!”

    “If I seal the fire truck game and make you pregnant, you will leave.”

    “A father should not take away his daughter’s share. It’s unfortunate, but I have to give in.”

    There is no point in fighting if the impregnation is sealed. Ranran was dumbfounded.

    “Gwangma. Are you really crazy?”

    “Uh huh. Are you crazy about your dad?”

    “Ranran. Is Gwangma’s nickname Gwangma for nothing? Asking obvious questions only hurts your mouth. Don’t lose your strength before the battle and go out.”

    “Yes.”

    When I was on Earth. I once saw a news article that said that the reason why test-tube babies became more popular than ordinary childbirth was because the authority of the head of the household fell.

    I solved it for the test, but I thought it was bullshit. When it became reality, I felt it painfully.

    The authority of the head of the household has fallen, so he is being ignored like this. I will share a separate room with Ranran. Sooner or later, I’ll have to put the kids in Ranran’s room and have a meaningful conversation with Cheonsol.

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