The southern part of the country of Nicea Cassia, near the border with the Kingdom.
The soldiers of Nicea Cassia arrived half a day after the Lightnings defeated the Bandit Knight.
Those who have tried desperate resistance have already lost their lives and there are only a dozen survivors.
"Thank you for waiting. We'll take care of it later."
Behind the captain, the fat old man, work had already begun.
Tie the heads of the captured bandits with rope. It's like a dried persimmon hung at the end of a house.
The bandit knight had been roped and pulled by numerous golem horses.
With everything handed over, the Lightnings will be on their way home.
The soldiers arrived in town a few days late for the lightnings.
The early summer sun falls on the town of Nicea Cassia Country.
The King's Hall in the center of town. In its backyard lay a captured bandit knight.
(This crest. It's like the nobility of the kingdom.
Small, round, bellyy, weak-looking old man.
A minister of the Niceacasian state, he glimpses a bandit knight in the backyard through a window. And soon, I put my gaze back on the ornament on my desk.
Placed are three large palm-sized plates. All in the centre, the same crest is made to emerge in large measure.
(Even if the exterior crest is crushed, the cockpit remains intact)
These are from inside the cockpit of the Bandit Knight. Seeing as representing my original affiliation, I'm pretty sure.
Remove the crest drawings from the bookshelf with the nail tip.
Parallaxed and immediately searched for the appropriate family name.
(This house should have been recently torn down)
Under the brow in the shape of a (c), small eyes for a long time.
Those who escaped the hands of Solemn Qing started bandits.
When the point was made and one person was nodding, the king came into the room.
He is a less dignified, magnificent skinny man.
"You got something?
On that question, a minister who speaks his views.
The king nods loudly, indicating consent.
You mean the survivors fled north and started a bandit business on this land?
It's annoying, I whine and exhale.
"Bandits are supposed to be on death row, but circumstances dictate. Let's get into the kingdom."
And give this man a rare, people's bad grin.
"The cause in the first place is the untimeness of the kingdom. Even if you charge a nuisance fee, you won't be punished."
Execution on this occasion does not amount to a single piece of copper coin, but if you hand it over, you get gold coins.
Besides, either way, the bandit's destination is the execution bench.
"What will the knight do?
Big damage rides, small pieces rides. A total of three Class C knights are being brought in.
"The same goes for knights. The kingdom should want enough knights, hands out of its throat. Blow him up at best."
The minister gives a horrible look.
Because the king didn't say anything about adding more knights to his possession.
"Don't look like that. I know that too. I'll keep my current knight, so I'll do the best I can."
Smiled, the minister looked away casually.
The king keeps his words going without worrying.
"What about interrogation? If you're going to get a ransom, you can't hurt me. One of those pilots is the only woman I can hear about in defeat rape."
Knight with broken legs. He is the pilot.
When I was in my late twenties, my hair was red and short. She was such a woman, not beautiful but not unbeautiful.
"Only a pilot can commit defeat rape to a pilot."
Sighing Minister.
There are two pilots in this country.
But Lightning did not like defeat rape out of temperament. And a recently hired old pilot can't physically do what he is a man.
"Fair enough. I don't think it has useful information for my country. Let's just hand it over."
The minister starts quickly because he wrote a sentence with a brilliant brush.
Having finished writing the sentence, the minister handed it to the soldiers to run to the kingdom.
Sigh as you see yourself running off the hallway.
By the way, the king had already left the room.
I'm sorry to hear that.
I recently hired an old pilot.
Someone who recently drifted into this country.
That I was a pilot. I only remembered that, but I had lost other memories.
(No, that might be the right thing to do if you saw it destroyed)
Although a small country, I have served a long time as a minister. I also knew some of the dark parts.
(It's a magical interrogation. Explore and destroy memories beyond their limits.)
I get a painful look.
There may be no obstacle to life, but there will be no return of memory.
And the minister had another thing to worry about.
(castrated)
That's why the old pilot can't commit defeat rape.
It was' ball-drawn ', as is done when releasing wildcats to the wild.
(They treat animals the same way. I don't feel the dignity that people have with each other. Who the hell went there)
The minister's concern. Someone who doesn't know how to look at Nicea Cassia.
I'd like to put aside a good pilot, but there's a balance.
If there are many downsides, I have to speak to the King.
(Though I don't think it's okay)
The treatment of old pilots resembles abandoned animals.
I guess some of them no longer find value in the old pilot.
(No memory, but excellent as a pilot. I also know how to martial arts)
When I glanced through the window into the backyard, the old pilot in the case was mixing up with the soldiers for fighting training.
Quite an arm.
(There's nothing more to letting go of than a pilot.)
The minister walked down the corridor in a narrow stride.
The stage crosses the border and moves heavily southeast.
Wangdu, the central city of the kingdom. There, now, certain changes were beginning to happen.
A new culture was flowering.
"The war is over!
A truce agreement has been signed and the war is over.
Apart from the disillusioned leadership, the common man was honestly pleased with the matter.
Untie the purse string that was squeezed until then and play out cheerfully.
The Folding Servant Hanayagi Realm features something that never existed before: "Bowl of Parents and Children" and "Sin and Punishment".
People who preferred novelty jumped at this and admired it.
"I'm Starting a Bowl of Parents and Children"
"New! Sin and punishment. Try it again '
Such wording is listed in the store.
Stores incorporating new menus were growing rapidly.
Temporary boom due to war recoil. That's a huge possibility.
But the new menu is also known to other countries and attracts many travellers.
It was not until this time, indeed, that Wang du began to be referred to as the capital of flowers, the birthplace of culture.
"Now, Mr. Tauro. It's Casabelle today."
Cornell says, in front of a building assembled in white marble.
The Adult Gourmet Club, which is also held today, is where it goes.
Glad to hear that my ban on entry and exit was still lifted here.
"Of course, I made a good reservation."
Nodding, I answer.
I hear there's a queen in the most formatted Casabel in your three houses who showed up as a comet.
"In the meantime, I just started in Jaanne, and it spread."
Cornell was right, it spread with explosive momentum.
You can now be punished for your sins anywhere. I don't even have to ask about quality.
Just like Sione, who names the shop that originated the bowl of parents and children, Jaanne also proclaims the ancestors of sin and punishment.
That's why I had to deliver colored paper to Jaanne's lobby as well.
"Mr. Tauro, by the way. What's a dying regiment? Is that your name because you make them say 'die, die'?
I guess I remembered the colored paper I delivered to Sione, the part where it said, 'Dead Death Regiment Leader, Doctor Slime'. I heard it with a nasty laugh.
As far as I'm concerned, the word 'die' sounded too tight, so I just mellowed it down.
"I miss just the name Doctor Slime, so I put him in the position of chief. The regiment is further attached."
Here's one, attempt solicitation.
"We are currently recruiting for a team. How about Mr. Cornell, if you like?
That's right, Cornell replied after he figured it out.
"Like Mr. Tauro, I said, 'Let's die! Let's die! Kill me first. Eh!' I'll do my best to be told. If that happens, please let me in."
What the hell do you think of people?
I tried to deny it, but a pretty serious look. It's a hassle, so I decided to leave it there.
Talking like that, the boy pulls open the door.
We thank you and proceed to the lobby.
"I had a reservation. It's Tauro."
Concierge bowed his head and asked for confirmation.
"To both of you, one queen. Would you be so kind?"
Nod all together and go up to the third floor.
The queen said she was coming in a little late.
(What would it be to say queen waiting first, and it would be)
I can't even go up the stairs holding hands.
Weirdly convinced, he took off his clothes in the room.
Then dozens of minutes pass.
Me and Cornell were in line on all fours, alternately whipped.
It's a toy whip, so it doesn't hurt much. But there are surprises.
Oh, my God, the queen of reputation in the alley now was a plain girl.
(I didn't know she had such qualities)
Country, quiet childhood friendly.
Cuteness in the mouth, 'Thank you for nominating me', in spite of it.
When you used to deal with me, you should have been such a woman.
But now, that face was hidden in a ruby-colored butterfly mask, and he kept spewing dirty words out of his mouth.
"You son of a bitch! Eat your own shit and die!
Sound high and whipped, sharp and mild pain running on my back.
In an instant the pain withdrew and the stiffness and warmth remained.
"What's gourmet! It's disgusting!
I'll face Cornell. Would she have known about our Adult Gourmet Club?
Cornell seemed to think the same way, leaning his neck.
"Ugh!"
I groan at the pressure and pain in my groin.
"What, are you hissing? Ah?
They got angry at how we were.
The plain child king kicked up gently on his right toe.
"Look up."
Looking in the mirror in the front, he is showing the back of his leg as he directs with his chin.
(legs blaming)
I swallow my saliva, looking at my toes so badly as to grip them. And like an obedient dog, he showed his belly and flipped.
"What? This."
"Huh! I'm sorry"
Skillfully pinched with my toe thumb and index finger, I am fine.
The plain child king looking up from below, this is beautiful.
(Something, I think I've come to know how it feels)
It is said that the originator, but the contents are the circle of knowledge of the previous life.
This is the beginning of the experience. Proficiency is not even at the feet of regular customers.
(Bring an F-rank injury treatment potion and immerse yourself until closing. Because they even have such advanced people.)
Everywhere, an enthusiastic fan seems to exist.
(Hmm?)
Behind the plain child king, you can see Cornell with his fingers turned.
You must miss me because I have the queen in my monopoly.
"Punish me, too."
With that said, Cornell cheeks on a hip wrapped in leather.
Naturally, the queen became angry as a result of the blaze.
"What the fuck! Son of a bitch!"
Looking back with the anger, plain boy kicking Cornell down.
Even if it didn't work at all, Cornell showed Cologne and his fallen belly.
"If you want it so bad, I'll give it to you!
Begin the trickle and leg maneuvering. Cornell is Nico.
(I was on my way)
I've been cut up, I don't know.
I've been watching the rear of the Plain Child King for a while, but I'm getting impatient. I'm sure Cornell thought the same thing.
"Queen!
Get closer from behind and bury your face in a hip that's not as big but shaped.
"Huh! I'm sorry!
I guess it's sensitive. React with Bikri, face back and wield the whip.
I held my head and got whipped rain.
(If you can't deal with me, I'm gonna miss you)
If it bothers you, I'd be happy to whip you.
Another thing I understood and grew up with.
Cornell, on the other hand, is as close to the Queen as he was earlier.
"Punish me!
"Queen!
We, the lonely ones, will be killed by the king of plain children as puppies seeking mother-dogs.
Either the little, luxurious queen was swarmed by two men, unable to move.
"Come on! Don't be silly!"
With all due respect, the Queen is genuinely angry.
"Blame my legs, please!
Cornell grabs and lifts his ankle and licks his soles around.
I will bury my face between my open legs and declare that I cannot lose.
"Face riding, thank you!
Shift the leather and rotate your tongue fully.
The queen jumps her hips wide, sticks her tongue out of her mouth and groans loudly.
We've been playing tricks on the queen ever since, and at last, we've come to the bottom of it with sticky thoughts.
Afterwards, the Angry Plain Child King wields a whip full of time and strikes us down.
But it didn't hurt at all because my knees were so out of hips that I laughed.
Then an hour later.
The two of us are eating at a pleasure street stall.
The temperature's been rising lately, so it's still barley today.
"That was funny."
Cornell is in a good mood.
He had a lot of fun with the situation of making fun of the real queen.
I agree, but there is also reflection.
I had a bad ride and enjoyed it, but because it was far from the original SM.
"Images are more like this, in something else"
My forefathers, who lent me great knowledge. I feel sorry for them.
"But she's exploding in popularity with that, isn't she?
Cornell tells me with a blatant look.
That's true.
I asked the concierge on the way home that the Plain Child King would be backfired and defeated by some guests.
Not all of them. It's a handful of arms.
And the most enthusiastic customer base is a little below there. Those who have a real sense of "I can attack you in a little while".
They say that the King of the Plain Son, "Today is the day to yield," is passing through with prosperity.
"Um, I guess it's really popular."
Cornell, who chewed the fried food to pieces, exhales heavily when poured in all at once with barley wine.
'Cause they say it's natural, not acting.'
With that being said, I also put fried seafood in my mouth and drink it down with barley wine.
Cornell remembers, he bends his mouth nasty.
"I knew it would be funny to repeat the real queen."
Adult Gourmet Club's 'Sin and Punishment' review.
Looks like we need to go around a couple more houses to put this together.
Then we moved on to the next meeting with the store we were headed to.