دانلود رمان انگلیسی “تیغ و حرامزاده” – وایرفریم سیاه چال – اژدها با مردگان قرمز – جلد 2

She was a big girl. Tall, with big eyes. Big muscles, big boobs, and a big butt too. But more than all of that, what drew the crowd’s eyes was just how large she was. She stood six-and-a-half feet tall. Large enough that people had to look up at her. Her hair, which swayed behind her like a tail, was black, yet her timid eyes shone a brilliant gold. She walked like a ghost—slowly, hunched over, as if attempting to hide her great size in what little way she could. However, she seemed unaware that this posture naturally caused her bountiful bosom to stick out in front of her. Here, in the crowded reception area of the training grounds, she wasn’t managing to make herself any less noticeable. “Now, write your name.” “O-Okay…!” The guard peered up at the girl. She shrunk down pitifully and wrote her name on the register. I think it was Almarl? the guard thought idly, his eyes following her scrawl. Although he heard the names of foreign lands every day, he could never distinguish one from another. Still, there was a country in the east, where the sands spread out far and wide, and he was pretty sure it was called Almarl. That nation had come to mind because of the provocative outfit the girl wore. During nights out drinking, he’d heard all about the dances that Almari girls performed in those revealing costumes. Or was it Hiren? Well, it doesn’t really matter. From her attire, he could tell she was foreign, and presumably also a mage. She carried a staff, one suited to her size. In anyone else’s hands, it would’ve practically been a club. Yet, what really drew the eye wasn’t her large body, or even her unusual clothing—no, it was her beautiful face. Her alluring countenance was the very essence of that foreign land beyond the sands to the east. There was something sensual about it. If she had the confidence to back it up, she’d really be something… But the girl was timid. She looked around the area hesitantly, as if frightened. Each time she turned, her braided hair swayed, as did her ample bosom. On a smaller woman, these gestures would have been less noticeable; however, the motion required for her to look around was magnified by her large figure. “You may pass.”