Chapter 50

Mind you, old mother, if it were not for you, how could I be so miserable and nearly killed by the fish, but your strange power is indeed terrible, and we must first try to find out what you are, and then try to kill you.

With no good intentions, I put on a smile and asked her kindly for some information. The bitch was so stupid that she answered every question I asked her. It was easier than deceiving a child.

"You must think it funny to say it. In fact, I have no memories of who I used to be, except that one day I opened my eyes, and I found myself in a cave, and I saw a big, ugly, strange man. He started to pull me, and I was so afraid that I turned and ran..."

"..."

'While I was running, I found myself on an island with a bunch of bad people chasing me, until I fell into a trap and didn't know anything about it.' Jessie speaks eloquently about her experiences after falling into the hands of a pirate gang. It was nothing but a vague recollection of the men saying they were going to take her to shore, and then she felt as if she had a terrible illness, with chills and fever all over her body, but when she regained consciousness, she was in the house of Shilai.

They said they found Jessie passed out on the beach surrounded by pieces of driftwood, mostly survivors of a slave ship wreck, and rescued her, where she spent some time recovering.

As I listened to the whole experience, which she couldn't articulate because of her vague memory, there were a few parts of it that confused me.

First, the island where she was lost that day, a long way from here, how on earth did she end up in Narnia?

Second, why does a perfectly good person suddenly turn into a fox girl? According to her, she has a more clear memory, since she woke up from the good Hall, and she was already like this at that time, she can't remember what she looked like before, as if she should have been like this since she was born!

Which is impossible, of course, because when Jess and I parted on the island, she was still a human daughter, so how could she have changed her physical form for no reason? No amount of magic could have done such a permanent physical change, comparable to that of the Creator, but if it was a natural mutation, I wanted to break my head and wondered why it had happened.

"There is no need to do so; I have only lost my memory; it does not matter! I'm a stupid man anyway, and I'm sure I haven't done anything great in my first half. They all say that I was shipwrecked on a slave ship, and that it would be better for me to forget some of my sad memories."

That is right! You're right. It's better for you and me to forget about this, or you'll be the one trying to kill me when you wake up.

'Besides, there are more poor countrymen in the Hall of Goodness than I, and they are the ones who really deserve pity!'

At that, I glanced at Jess. Confused, she probably thought she was an Orc. Due to the war blood feuds between the races, the human race has never had any good feelings for those orcs and orcs in the South Man region, and the orcs and orcs that will appear in the human kingdom must be prisoners of war who have been relegated to slavery, or after being prisoners of war.

According to the public law of the mainland, slaves had a low status and were guiltless to kill. By analogy, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of experience the refugees in the Good Hall had.

"Aunt Bai Shuqing of the Good Hall is really great. The people in the Good Hall all say that Aunt Bai bought her own freedom and became a free person, and then she used all her savings to set up this good Hall, which is dedicated to receiving the poor, the sick, the old and the weak, and has no racial distinction. As long as there are people in need of help, the Good Hall will do its best to help."

In these times of war, of course, there are many orphans and widows, and some people who are mentally ill will open a good house to house the poor and weak, but they will also house elves and orcs, and there are brothels. This is the first time I have heard of a good house doing such a thing, and I think it is more like having money to spend than charity.

"During that time, I too was depressed, but because of you, I cheered up and resolved to live on well."

Because of me? What does it matter to me if you cheer up or not? I wondered if this was a warning sign that she remembered something before, and I looked sideways but saw nothing wrong.

"At that time, I had no relatives, I could not remember who I was before, and I had no desire to live. At that time, when I heard your name, I suddenly felt a power that lifted my whole spirit and made my whole heart burn. Although I do not know why, I think it must be because of your heroic call."

What kind of heroism? You stupid woman, that's your grudge! It's your grudge! It's a good thing you're not smart, or I'd be in trouble.

"Later, when I went to collect reports about your deeds, I realized that you are such a great hero. At a young age, you became the Emperor's commander of thousands of knights. You defeated the Istar army at the Battle of Ahurama, easily captured the Fortress of Martines, and successively defeated masters like the Bloodmare Master and the Boxing Holy Job. You are truly a hero among heroes.

I myself is a brown-nose king, of course, will not take such stupid words seriously, but looking at a beautiful girl, feeling really sincere, eyes in addition to blushing, more flickering reverence, when really the whole body is in the air, even the bones are a little bit shortness, for a time could not help but to hold her pink and white hands.

"However, the picture of you exposing your genitals in public in the royal palace later was really very obscene, and it was difficult for me, who sincerely supported you, to accept..."

In anger, I immediately pulled my hand away. This thieving bitch, I don't want to see, it is you stupid woman who made me embarrassed in public, and now you dare to talk a lot of nonsense here.

"However, I always believe that a great hero like you is by no means a creature in the pond. Although he is a little down and out now, it won't be long before the situation reappears and your heroic deeds are severely damaged. After all, you are my idol!"

It's funny, touching her soft voice, unsuspecting trust eyes, I don't know why, at this moment, I actually have a kind of moving. That's not to say she's a good ass, but over the years, even my pervert dad has never had such expectations for me, or for the first time in my life, a person so believe in me, hold expectations for me, this feeling... What a special feeling!

My heart was shaken, I couldn't help reaching out and holding her warm Ying's little hand. Had it been Jess, I would have been thrown off immediately and met with a look of contempt. Instead, Jess gave a little "ah", blushed from her ears to her cheeks, bowed her head, and refused to let me rub her hand.

And when she bent over and smiled at me, for an instant I almost mistook myself for seeing a fairy. It was not the old, elegant, cold, completely impersonal fairy; The Jessie in front of me, in the shallow smile, there is both the holiness of Nightingale, and the tenderness of the girl next door, tenderness contains a kind of child, let me unconsciously in the center of God ripples.

In terms of looks, as one of the four heavenly girls, she is indeed a beautiful fairy, but also a pure and flawless virgin body, it seems very interesting to me, so cheap good things, it is no reason to let go, if I regard Jessie and Jessie, as two people, it is not able to get along with her peacefully?

"Well, I'll tell you what. When we get back tomorrow, I'll talk to the man in charge and he'll agree to lift the siege."

The next morning, I was woken up by Jess, who seemed to have an early morning habit and had even offered to bake a fish for breakfast.

The sun shone in a little brighter than the campfire of the night before, and I was stunned to see her figure diagonally facing me, shining softly like a goddess in the morning light. Long golden hair attached to the white neck, bright red lips do not describe but brilliant, like a juicy crisp fruit. The most striking thing was her plump, round breasts, which stood out against the close-fitting fabric.

(How big! It's really big, I think it has an F. No, maybe 37G!)

I can't help but wonder, although the last time I raped Jessie in the cave, I felt that her breasts were quite big through the clothing, but it was definitely not like this now, enough to compare with the evil lotus's huge breasts, is it also relatively enlarged after the zoonalization?

(That's what it's like to be a fox, and if it's a cow...)

Resisting the urge to squirt my nose, I remained silent, but continued to examine the fairy-like beauty before me. Under the white tight-fitting skirt, a section of thigh was exposed, the skin was white and healthy, the soft lines radiated upward, the hips were full and the waist was slender. The upper breasts, with their tightly packed pockets and narrow waists, looked as if they were about to burst out.

"Well, Lieutenant, are you awake? Breakfast will be ready soon." Sensing my snooping, Jess turned and said good morning. She seems to be a rather shy woman with her former personality, saying "yo-yo" in a low voice.

When she brought me breakfast, I saw that there was only one fish, and offered her half of it, but she refused.

"You can have the fish, Lieutenant. I'll have something else."

Hungry, I left her alone and ate the grilled fish, thinking about how I could get Jess into bed and play with her a few times, which might not be easy given her chaste self-possession, but she's not very intelligent at the moment and should be able to take advantage.

Last night I tried to open up the barrier of lust so that Jess could be in love and offer herself for the pillow, but when the barrier opened, before she was even in love, the seal inside her was shaken in such a way that I immediately withdrew the barrier lest I should shock her back into memory.