The Great Square in the center of Wangdu. You would have seen the Royal Castle to the north, the Merchant's Guild to the east and the Adventurer's Guild to the west if you were to stand in the center.
If you bypass the royal castle and continue further north, you will find the headquarters of the Knights of the Kingdom. Its heavy and boneless stone building now had turned its outer walls, which were inherently light honey colours, into red by sunset.
"It was dangerous. It was really dangerous. I think it was one step ahead of us."
A slightly tough-faced ponytail girl theorizes in the corner of a large room where the pilots conduct their internal business. The content was taken the other day, about the damage done at the junior whorehouse event.
"Be careful next time. That wasn't a good face for a girl."
What I answered is sitting face to face, braided tits super big tits who are my best friend and my work partner. But she doesn't raise her face from the paperwork, and she doesn't stop the pen from running.
Without worrying, Ponytail continues his words with his mouth pointy in discontent.
"There's so much dirt in shooting silently from the shadows even though we're making a name for ourselves. They don't deserve to be warriors."
The tone is a strong demand for consent. But braided big tits super big tits didn't snort, and when he put the pen on his desk, he exhaled deeply and raised his face.
"Nobody told you to fight in a duel format. Don't assume that they will behave the way you think they do. It's not that they're sloppy, it's that lack of confirmation."
A ponytail that makes a scolded dog-like look after repeated blinks a few times.
I just don't bite my best friend. Because he is a benefactor who has continued to care for me after losing consciousness and being transported into the Knights quarters.
At that time, the door opened vigorously and two old pilots entered the large room where they were the only ones.
"We're here now, it's unusual!
It was an old man with a wife and children, a former adventurer, who raised his voice in a relaxed tone. It is also the former adventurer and single old man who is smiling bitterly behind him.
They entered class B to the west of Awok and came to see how the Empire was doing.
"What do you say? Have you decided on the policy above?"
Have a wife and children who place their luggage on their desks and ask about the movements of the upper levels of the Knights on the go. Braided big super tits shake their heads left and right and show their will that they haven't.
"Either way, but hey. Let me try a battle I can win."
A single old man sitting next to him, nodding deeply to the words.
What we're talking about is whether or not to attack the Empire. In the gap the Empire is rubbing with the Elves, there is an opinion to recapture Landburn.
"I'm not moving."
That's what I should have concluded once, but the main warriors didn't fit in, and they're recommending it with that hand.
"What do you think of the lady?
The old man with a wife and child moves his gaze sideways and asks the ponytail. The words that came back were really light.
"Nothing. Either way."
Wife and child with eyes round and a surprising look. Opens his mouth as he begins to grow his beard.
"That's surprising. I thought you wanted to fight."
Ponytail placed the pen on his desk in the words, eye-to-eye with an old man with a wife and children.
"I think of myself as a sword. If you tell me to fight, I will fight as hard as I can, and if you tell me to wait, I will wait forever."
One breath, go on.
"I'll answer if the user asks for my opinion, but I won't push my hopes. Something I don't want to be the Devil's Sword."
The old men watched the finished ponytail with an impressive look. Wife and child holding rubs the gossip and jaw, nodding and voicing.
"No, I'm surprised. Knights should be."
Single old man supplements from side to ponytail staring back at the figure in a strange way.
"We're from the Adventurer Alliance. I had to hold my last ass, even if it moved on the orders of the Alliance."
I feel the one thing I don't understand right now, the former adventurer guild knight pilot who overlaps words.
"It is also left to the pilot to decide whether it is within his control or not. If you mislead, you die, so if you do, you don't get your hands on it. It's stained."
Aware of the difference in consciousness between the ponytail and the Knights of the Kingdom, the old men are convinced.
"Yeah."
But that's all Ponytail feels like, and it doesn't even extend to understanding.
She decided to go back to her quarters because the paperwork was finished and the time had passed.
"Oh, man. You haven't healed yet?
Have a wife and children who bend one of their faces and say to the appearance of a ponytail standing out of a chair. The irresistible ponytail was shivering her buttocks slightly forward.
"Hey, stay away from me. Never touch me."
Then I stab the nails at the old men behind me as I head for the exit. But I was so anxious that I told him again in a tight tone.
"You can't touch it. Don't really touch me."
……
The words seemed counterproductive, fluttering and wife-child following, with one hand raising the tight ass of a ponytail.
Immediately the scream of ponytail echoed.
"Yeah!
A retrospective fist flies, but a gorgeous old man in the backstep.
I train every day as a battle professional. I don't even blush, such as a fist that swung quickly.
Even if it did, it wouldn't have been damaged by a low-back attack.
"Sweet."
An old man who looks back and tells as he flies to the side.
Braided boobs were closing in from behind in an attempt to hit the ponytail.
I noticed this from the eye movement of the ponytail.
"You can't still catch up with me."
I laugh niggardly and relentlessly play the tip of my shell-shaped super big tits with my fingers.
Braided tits super big with groans and a ponytail sitting on the floor with Petan holding her ass down with both hands.
There was a grudge directed at me. I say it back to my gaze, in a mild tone.
"The ladies said they could only do it internally, so we went out on sentry. Admit it."
That's a total fact, so there's no word for the girls to give it back.
"Just get better and get back on the scene."
Laughing with Niyaniya, he was also an old man with a wife and children who began to return home.
If you head west from Wang Du, there is an Awok, and further west there is an imperial frontier uncle.
Right now, in the Lords' Hall in the central city of Landburn, the head of Bunwu was sitting on a reception set for a briefing to wrap up the day.
"On the border with the kingdom, there is no noticeable movement"
What I mouthed was a middle-aged man who wasn't even dressed as a pilot. As can be seen from the Knights Commander badge on his chest, he is the head of the Knights of the Borders.
He has a wrinkle at the root of his eyebrows and narrows his eyes, probably because the head of the borderline uncle, which can be seen in the western sun, was dazed. Add words when you see an unexpected look on your thin-haired middle-aged lord.
"The main force of the Imperial Knights is gathering north to attack the Spirit Forest. Doesn't the kingdom know that?"
The Borderlands are the furthest from the Spirit Forest, and last year, they were just taken from the kingdom. In addition, there is one of the leading golem mines in the Ost continent, called the Great Hole.
military, emotional, and economic. From all sides, I expected to take this opportunity to attack.
"It wasn't gradual, it moved the knights all at once. I don't think you'll notice."
It was the handlebeard, the deputy secretary, who shook his head left and right.
It's a rugged look, because he was feeling dazzled too. After being rounded in shape, the fatty frontier uncle's head efficiently scattered light all around him.
(If so, for one reason)
Borderline Uncle nods and opens his mouth to Reaper, a dark slender who joins his long legs face to face.
Incidentally, the Elf Knights continued southwards through the imperial realm and the Imperial Knights had already attacked the Spirit Forest. But the news hasn't arrived yet.
"After all, I wonder if Sir Reaper's presence is significant. If we'd stayed away to join the main force, we might have fought the Knights of the Kingdom by now."
Captain of the Lily Knights (Lily Knights) Huang Lily Squad, a man with a slightly lowered head, and a strong consent next door. She is a mid twenties woman who knitted three long blondes and wrapped it around her head like a crown.
Uncle Borderline exhales small as he watches his head shake vertically.
(The Border Knights and the Lily Knights alone were honest. Thank you, Your Majesty and Lord Reaper.)
The combination of Reaper and his driving Class A is said to be the 'strongest corner of the empire'. There will also be two creepy sounds and a great deterrent to the enemy.
So many forces did not participate in the showdown with the Elves because the Emperor ordered the defense behind them.
But Reapers are the kind of people who want to die. If there had not been a metal golem at the bottom of the big hole, I would have been on my way, even if I had sued you directly.
(Nothing but threats, such as superior golems fighting each other with Lord Reaper. But all this time it helped)
A giant slip bowl-shaped hole with a diameter of a thousand meters and a depth of five hundred meters. The interior is home to a natural golem, which appears strong enough to go deep.
The Lily Knights were hunting for stone golems in the upper layers and transporting them as mineral resources, but Reapers rode down to the bottom alone and fought to death for a few days.
"Just a little bit, by the way, can we have a chat?
Considering that important projects have also been exhausted, he talks to the Captain of the Huang Lily Squad. Speaking from the heaviest ministers of the largest and most powerful country on the Ost continent, she sets her posture right and waits for words.
"There will be a divine match for the god of commerce, which takes place every year in the Holy Capital. Who will compete from the valley of the lilies?
The divine game is the most prestigious tournament in the world and many contestants carry the prestige of the country. And the Lily Knights (Lily Knights) have gained comparable status to smaller countries that are not countries.
I would do everything I could to get my name.
(but where she belongs, things are different)
The lily valley, home to the Lily Knights, is full of women and few men. It was a long-standing question as to whether the opponent would participate in competitions that would always be heterosexual.
"Absolutely."
Sister with three blonde knitted rolls who answers instantly and carries on the words.
"I don't have a contest frame like the big countries, but I do have the right to participate from the final qualifying round"
If you break through, enter this tournament in the Sacred Capital. Reps say they will play a game within the Knights and make up their minds.
That's all I explained, the look on my sister's face with three blonde knitted rolls clouds.
"Last time I lost the qualifying round. Last time, we lost the first round."
The grades didn't seem fragrant.
Like altering the air, he is the deputy secretary of the hitherto silent Borderline Uncle, and the wiser of the steering wheel beard opens his mouth.
"When it comes to selection matches within the Knights, it means that women are with each other. Is it like a flower path?
A flower path is a martial arts performed by man and woman. But do not inflict pain, sweet melt or erupt determines the battle.
I imagined that, but the captain of Huang Lily denied it with a little pride.
"It's not that easy. We use tools."
Three old men, with the exception of Reapers, who hear of tools and embark on Russia. Hear your sister's explanation of the three blonde braided rolls as she swallows them over and over again.
Your sister looked far along the way and began to mention a battle.
"It was a famous battle not seen in recent years."
That was a year and a while ago. Apparently it was done between the captain and the deputy captain to resolve the rubbing within the White Lily Squad.
In a competition called The Circular Snake (Uroboros), the two female pilots swallow a stick made of wood with each other's butts, like sumo wrestling each other's butt meat.
Now the captain of the White Lilies in the north is with the victorious deputy captain.
"That competition, I'd love to see it with this eye. Can you do something about it?
Fat bald middle-aged staring at her blonde sister with passionate eyes. Huang Lily's captain put his white finger against his jaw and nodded after a few thoughts.
"I'm just bringing my tools. Let's demonstrate."
When would you like it? On the question, three frontier bosses, a staff officer, and a frontier knight leader, said, 'Now!' and return the voices in alignment.
Sister with three blonde knitted rolls who smiled and admitted and took a seat to ask the maid for something.
To secure the venue, the neighborhood bosses also take their seats, wrapping their arms around each other and moving the table and couch to the corner of the room.
Soon after, many mats were brought in by the maids and laid in the middle of the office.
"Show me the Circle Snake."
What I said in the man's exact tone was one of the summoned, a long woman with blonde hair shortcuts.
She is deputy captain of the Huang Lily Squad. The woman who sobered Dark Brown's hair, standing next to her, poked her with her elbow, "Watch your mouth," she said.
Those on this scene know that they are both class B riders.
"Yes, it is. Let us see the name of the Lily Knights in the eyes of all those who are high ranking imperial officials."
Two people in the mood for that word. Whatever you say, here is Reaper, who has been ranked one digit in the world.
You can't look unusual, and if you can, I want you to raise even one groan of emotion. That's what I thought.
"There you go! Service. Receive it."
Unlike Sovereign, who carefully taps off his undressed clothes, he is the deputy captain of a blonde shortcut who throws his underwear away with undressing. Received to jump, Borderline Uncle takes a breath with his nose while enjoying the touch.
Meanwhile, proceed to the center of the mat and stand naked on your back. Next, the captain as a referee showed everyone the wooden stick he had in his hand.
"This is the serpent with both ends of the head."
That's about the length from your elbow to your fingertips, a straight but slightly opposite wooden snake. Instead of having a big, strained head at both ends, there's no tail.
From the old men's mouth, the sigh leaked unexpectedly.
"Matt is replacing the Circle Snake. Square, but if you fall from here, you lose. All right?
The B-class riders take a reverse sumo like structure to the voice of three blonde knitted rolls. The serpent (Amphisbaena), whose heads are filled with the captain's saliva, is lifted to the lower mouth of both sides and slowly swallowed.
Where the head part of the snake has subsided, a sharp voice flies from the captain with his hands crossed.
"Fi!"
Two asses, sticking out at once. Soberge's wheat butt was so huge that he looked like he was going to bounce off his butt, which had been shaped like a blonde short deputy in one blow.
"Grr!"
But the groan was, you know, butt sobering. To the astonishing borderline uncle, the referee explains.
"It's not the momentum or the size that matters, it's the tightness. If this is weak, all power will bounce back on itself and be plunged deep."
Uncle Borderline and the handlebeard nodded at each other because they were both dealing with the deputy captain once.
He was challenged to battle after a day of maid punishment, and he had a full taste of groin strength.
"It's probably all the way in here. No more depth, right in front of you."
The snake with both ends (Amphisbaena) is not visible because it is consumed by meat, so give a spare bottle and explain.
So you know the depth of the prick you're stabbing in your butt sobarge, and the old men holding down and moaning around your own navel. Only Reaper does not change his expression.
I guess because his sickle (Death Size) is much longer, and contrary.
"How about that? My lord."
Ask your thoughts Captain of the blonde threesome knitted roll.
In front of Uncle Borderline, the deputy captain's little butt moved as hard as a bee stabbing a needle, trying to push his big wheat butt out of the mat more than once.
"It's really great. That's the Lily Knights all over the continent."
Nod loudly and praise the borderline uncle. To the satisfied looking captain, both ends of the spare you were holding attempt to return the head snake (Amphisbaena).
But on the way, the hand stopped.
"What's wrong?
Uncle Borderline tells the three knitted curly blondes who tilt their little necks as they come to mind.
"No what. I was hoping I could add another bottle."
Everyone solidifies except for the B-rated rider in the game with Reaper and swallows his breath and spit at the same time.
After a few moments, the three blonde knitted curly sister uttered words while desperately suppressing her trembling voice.
"… that's right, Lord Borderline, who was told there was this man in the Empire. Horrible people."
"No need for rhetoric. Can you do better than that?"
Your sister nods in return with strong eyes to the bald middle-aged who come close to you.
"Of course.... you guys! It's a hiatus. I'll re-compartmentalize it."
Looking back, he stops his men, with both ends pulling the head snake (Amphis baena) back into its original position. I crawled them backwards on all fours again, lifting them up and down.
"Now it's a double stab."
Athletes voicing surprise and protest. Your sister drank it with a sharp voice.
"Lord Borderline wants you! You too would be the Lily Knights class B riders. This much trial, let me see it over."
Two people who are scolded and go accepting two parallel snakes. The painful voice keeps sounding indoors, making the old men's heartbeat quicker.
And swallowed the heads of the two snakes, ready to fight.
"I'm coming! Fi!"
Two buttocks, large and small, slowly approach each other in front of three blonde knitted rolls that cross their hands in front of them.
I guess it's unfamiliar and painful. It's not a beating move like the first war.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! No, this."
The deputy captain of the blonde shortcut screams as he claws at Matt. He doesn't look overwhelmed until just now there.
The plea will not be heard and the huge butt of wheat will not stop. They push it out slowly. It's like a beetle trying to fight.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
Every time a big ass swings, a lieutenant speaks out in tears.
"The deputy captain has a weak butt," he wrote firmly in his heart.