The King's Follower [Rebirth]

In the corridor of the palace, Marquis Condra was walking towards the king's office and study.His father, Grand Duke Condela, was seriously ill, and he asked the king to transfer his heir back to the capital from the front line to inherit his title and family property.Marquis Condra has just arrived at the palace and is preparing to report to the king.

Suddenly, a little silver dragon jumped out from the side, stood in front of him, and sprayed fire at him with one mouth.

Marquis Kondra was taken aback. The counterattack instinct developed on the front line made him almost take a shot. Fortunately, he thought of his position in time, and hastily turned the ice skate that had transformed into a shield to block the attack in front of his eyes. small flame.

"The evil West has invaded the palace!" The little silver dragon yelled at Marquis Condela in a childish voice, "The brave Prince Richard will fight to the death with this evil villain in order to protect his father and queen who are seriously ill. !"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Marquis Condra's forehead, and the little orc in front of him, who looked only five or six years old, twisted his buttocks, posed an offensive posture towards him, and then rushed over, biting his pants hard. Twist, sting, and there was a hole in his trousers with jagged edges.Marquis Condra looked expressionlessly at the little silver dragon who was holding his leg and was about to continue biting. Before he could react, a group of silver dragons smaller than this little thing chirped from the other side of the corridor. Then, "rolling" over - yes, they are all too fat, they look like a group of small silver balls.

"Brother is so amazing!" A little orc said in a childish voice, sitting on the ground, another little orc hid behind him, looking at the expressionless Kondra in black clothes with some fear The Marquis, while the others screamed, rushed over and bit the Marquis Condela's pants.

"Oh my god!" An exclamation came from the direction where the group of little guys ran, and Marquis Condra looked in the direction of the sound, and several sub-orcs in valet costumes were running towards them, " Prince Richard, what are you doing with your younger brothers and sisters? This is the heir of Grand Duke Condela, the Marquis of Condela! The Marquis is going to see your father, you ruined his pants, and he still How did you meet your father?"

"Ahhh!" the little orc who had bitten Marquis Condela's pants at first yelled, and tore a piece of cloth from his pants, "This scoundrel wants to sue his father!"

Marquis Condra finally couldn't take it anymore, he bent down, pulled off the little orcs hanging on his pants one by one, put them on the ground, then took off his hat, bowed politely, and said with a slight smile: "I am Richard Condela, the heir of Grand Duke Condela, I just heard from your nanny that your name is also Richard, is that right, Your Highness?"

His smile was murderous, the little silver dragon looked at him, took a step back, fell to the ground, turned into a little boy, and then cried loudly, the little silver dragons turned into one after another The dolls, not knowing why, all began to cry.For a while, the entire corridor was crying loudly, and Marquis Condra stood among a group of crying children, with a desperate expression on his face.

An hour later, the Marquis Condra, who had put on new trousers, sat in the king's study, and the king sat in front of him, laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." William wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Richard has been dishonest since he was a child, and he likes to make troubles everywhere. He has recently become obsessed with the legend of the warrior. He just heard that Prince Herbert fought against the dark lion Wes. It’s a special story, leading a group of younger brothers and sisters pretending to be warriors, and many ministers’ pants have been torn by them.”

Marquis Condra heheed, expressing his deep sympathy to King William, who is already the father of twelve children.Since the birth of His Royal Highness, Prince Henry, Edward has added new members to the royal family every year. Now it is the seventh year of their marriage, and Edward has turned the most noble family in the empire into a family with twelve There are four sub-orcs and seven orcs in the big family.How naughty and destructive the little orc was when he was a child, the Marquis Condra, who has two little orc brothers, knows very well, and His Majesty the King has to deal with seven.He suddenly felt deep compassion for the man in front of him.

Fortunately, I won't have children, otherwise, if Idris is going on like this, I'm afraid there will be more than twelve, twenty.He thought about it in his heart, and then he blushed for thinking about whether he would have a baby.

Damn Idris.He cursed secretly.

After finishing his duties, Marquis Condra returned home. Idris did not come out to greet him. He was not surprised. He took off his coat and went upstairs to his father's room. The voice reprimanded Idris.

"I knew it, you wanted to kill me, so that no one could remind poor Richard and tell him to be wary of your ambition!"

"Enn, yes, yes." Idris's voice full of patience came out, "So you have to live a little longer, and check on me for Richard."

"Hmph!" The Grand Duke snorted coldly, "Don't think I don't know what you want to do, you want to control Richard with lust, so that he will listen to you!" Suddenly, he cried again, "My poor Child! My poor Richard!"

The Marquis Condra couldn't stand it anymore, he opened the door and walked in. In the room, Idris was massaging the Grand Duke's swollen hands and feet. "Dad." He came to the bed, bent down and kissed his father's cheek, "I'm back."

The Grand Duke was very happy to see his son, he held him tightly, first asked about his situation in the palace, and then began to complain. "This false priest who betrayed the church is going to kill me," he said. "He wants to wring off my hands and feet and hurt me to death!"

"Really?" Marquis Condra said pretending to be serious, and turned to Idris and sternly said, "It's too shameful! Get out, I won't have your meal tonight!"

Idris stood up obediently, said in a low voice, "Yes, my lord," and left the room.

Marquis Condra talked with his father for a while, and returned to his room when his father fell asleep.As soon as he entered the room, he was embraced by a pair of hands from behind. Idris kissed his neck and asked, "Why did you change your pants?"

"Because I just went to meet my lover, I left him my pants." Marquis Condra turned around, hugged the orc's neck, and kissed him.

When did it start? Marquis Condra can’t remember clearly. He only remembered that during that time, he misunderstood that Idris was also pursuing Edward, and he was very dissatisfied, so he often challenged Idris. Each time, Idris had a slight upper hand.After the challenge was over, Idris would usually buy him a drink. He held the idea of ​​gaining a deeper understanding of the enemy and never refused.

They stayed together longer and longer, and in the end, he also forgot which day it was, but one day he was so drunk that when he woke up, he found himself being pressed down by the priest, and his back hurt It's going to be on fire.

It's not that he didn't resist, but he didn't want others to know what happened to him, so he had to hide from Idris.But Idris always came up to him, said shameful things to him, and touched him.Sometimes he directly angered him, so he immediately challenged Idris and vowed to kill him. However, in every duel, at the end, he was pushed to the ground by the opponent, and even a few times, he even used The beast type forced himself to have sex with him.

Time is the most amazing thing in this world.At the beginning, he was still full of hatred for Idris, but gradually, the relationship between the two changed. He began to look forward to the appearance of the priest, and he began to like the other party's hands and feet and dirty words. He no longer Trying to put the opponent to death in a duel, and when the priest overwhelmed him, he would feel excited and excited.

And when he finally found out that this was love, many years had passed.

After the kiss was over, Marquis Condra touched Idris's face and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Idris stared into his eyes, and began to move his hands around slowly, "Thank you is not enough." He put his hand into his lover's clothes, pinched his waist, "I need substance sexual compensation."

An ambiguous sound gradually sounded in the room, and the smell of the orc in heat permeated the whole house. The old Grand Duke Kondra lay on the bed, opened his eyes, and snorted coldly: "It's a pity that the eldest son was not born into a sub-orc."

"My lord, why do you say that?" The valet guarding the room helped him sit up.

"If I were a sub-orc man, I would have many little grandchildren running around the house now." The Grand Duke said melancholy, "Your Majesty the King and Your Majesty the Queen are so happy, with twelve babies."

"Why wasn't Mr. Idris born a sub-orc man?" The valet laughed.

The Grand Duke snorted again: "Do you think I can't see it?" He shook his head resentfully, "Do you think Richard can overwhelm him?"

After some intimacy, Marquis Condra lay on Idris's body, letting the orcs massage his waist appropriately, and told him about the fact that his pants were torn by the little princes and princesses in the palace. .Finally, he said with emotion: "Fortunately, you are not a sub-orc man." He touched the tight skin under his palm with satisfaction, "Otherwise, there must be many such little bastards in the family."

Idris laughed muffledly, and suddenly pushed him down, and pressed his forehead against his forehead and said, "Let me search in your space and see if I can dig out twenty eggs." .” As he spoke, he touched down with his hand, and then laughed frivolously: “It seems that two eggs have fallen out here.”

The room was full of spring again, and today, they accepted the special decree of the king and queen and became a couple for the fifth year.