Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Sir Hardlett, we need to talk to you."

Myra rushed over at the end of breakfast and corrected her posture in front of me.

"Anything wrong?

As soon as she finishes breakfast, she leaves the mansion to work as a military or sheriff and returns in the evening.

I rarely relax because I've lived as a soldier all my life.

I'm telling you to get more shoulder strength out of it, but the only time it's sweet is when I invite you to bed at night.

"I want to do a simultaneous cleaning of Rafen and its surroundings."

"Cleaning? You like it. I hope you like it."

"It's not! During the war, people in military relations were absent from the house. The security forces functioned quite well and kept the town secure… but there may still be invisibility of fraud and crime."

"Hmm."

Speaking of which, you said the dewshop woman was attributed to a bunch of weird guys.

As soon as the town guards approached, they fled and scattered.

"Rafen is undoubtedly the richest in Sir Hardlett's territory. Probably the best of the eastern towns. Then the influx..."

"The predator and the slave trader."

Rafen has a variety of jobs if he's just eating up.

Whether they are poor or hungry, some of them try to get money without working in a party.

Slave traders, they are legal merchants at first, but they are often brought in for abduction or fraud.

And if you hire a bunch of golden slave traders to eat you up, you'll complete a criminal organization.

"We need regular cleaning to make sure we don't. The security forces alone are good enough in town, but including the suburbs will leave you with anxiety."

Recently, poor houses have been built outside the city walls, and markets are being created.

There is no money to buy a house in the walls, but there are people who want to work in Rafen.

It's not a terrible environment just because it doesn't have the protection of the city walls, but naturally it's harder to reach than the inside.

It would be a great place for the impudent to make aside.

"Can't the security forces handle this alone?

"It's possible, but if we can, we want to disperse and push multiple places together. I have a good nose for these kinds of matches. If you move slowly, you'll get away with it."

Only dozens of security forces can move freely, and this cannot be done in unison.

"All right, then I'll go too."

"Huh? I don't even know if I'll find it. It's a boring job, right? It's not like a lord leaves himself..."

"I'm free to sit in the mansion."

"Then I want you to play with me."

Push back a little as Rae strokes her head as she pulls on her hips and sweetens.

If she leaves it alone, she'll be fine all over the city, so we need to be careful with this one.

You can hold a woman, but sometimes you want to get busted.

"No, because it's only a control. If the opponent doesn't resist, it won't be a fight, will it?

Bring out the spear as you sing a nose song with Myra's voice on your back.

"Ahhh."

Celia pulled away a rare, uncluttered hipster.

"You wait here."

"Oh, no."

"I'll play you when I get home."

"Eh, then... I want you to tie me up and play"

Rae prefers abusive play such as rape and bondage, and makes public statements without concealing them.

"Okay, okay. When I get home, I'm gonna tie my hands to the bed and slap you in the ass and I'm gonna offend you."

"Wow, fun."

Celia listens and prepares at some point.

He's as sensitive as a meat bean.

"Place fee, three silver coins a month. So you don't have to smash this messed-up dewstore down, do you?

"What are you talking about! The lord has informed me that I am free to do business here!

"The lord is the lord, you're talking to us Red Wolves, right? Hey, let him know."

Grab a man's shoulder from behind.

"What the..."

"You have a place fee in the outhouse. I didn't know that."

"Oh, you..."

"No more..." "No more..."

Three loose people who said they wouldn't get stuck in an outdoor shop in the square.

The two are held down by security forces, and all that remains is a headstrong man.

"Hey, what do you say I did!?

Even if I didn't do anything about it, I could send him home.

"This guy says if you don't give him the money for a place or something, he's gonna crush the store!

The outdoor shoppers testify simultaneously.

"Myra, what kind of sin would this guy be?

"If you look at it as imposing taxes on your own, even if it's sweet, it could be a ten-year felony."

"... dammit! If that's what's gonna happen, I'll do it!

"No, brother! They're like hardlets!" "I don't care!

A man takes a small knife out of his nose.

Celia pulls out her sword, but I think a little

Knives that are going to have a hard time cutting fruit...... let's see what fools do, just like bare hands.

"Well!"

Play with your bare hands the hand that holds the protruding knife.

Bakiri and his bones broke and the man removed the knife.

Grab a sloppily stretched man's forehead without putting it down for a while, pull it off and slap it to the ground.

"Gu Gu"

Once you lift your face, your nose is bent and you're spraying blood bubbles, but it doesn't look like you're dying.

This must be it.

"This guy's been in the mine five years, those two are a year"

"It's too sweet! You should jump your neck!

Don't say that, Celia, they want manpower in the mine and two other people besides the head are complete miscellaneous fish.

If he was caught and killed on this spot, the dewstore store would feel better.

"It would have been over if I had pulled out my sword. Let's go somewhere else. Next time, I want someone who's going to pull out his sword."

"Damn it, why did this happen!

"I guess that's because you guys are bad guys"

We were outside the city walls... and the good thing the guards couldn't get around compared to inside the walls was that we stormed the Azitos of a group that was carrying out burglaries and robberies.

Most of them were caught in Azito, but their heads and surroundings escaped with horses.

In the walls, there are city walls, so there is no escape, but in the suburbs, vast arable land is spread.

"If they get away from Schwartz, but..."

"Oh, it's easy on your sun horse..."

The head runs off at full speed with a woman, three surrounding men, but Schwartz follows with an extra run.

"You can't run anymore, give up."

"The security forces aren't following me, as long as this guy does it!

One of my surroundings pulled out a slurry and a sword.

Unfortunately, all I can see is that you pointed a weapon at me.

"Hey once you get away and start over again...... guzzle!

Blow the top off the surrounding chest with the sword pulled out.

"No, no, no!

The other three pull out their swords too, but their posture is uncertain.

Horse combat in the first place is not something that Gorotsuki can easily do.

How much do you think I trained to remind the Spear Cavalry?

"If we pull out the sword, we kill each other. Bye."

Stick one belly in it and throw it away.

The other hits him in the head with a loudly shaken spear.

The head of the man without the helmet cracked and fell off the horse.

"No, no, no!

The last remaining head woman is running away sprinkling piss and crying.

If this is a man, I'll end up skewering him from behind, but the trouble is she's a woman.

And it's tough because of the big milk.

"... oh man"

I gently poke a woman's riding horse's ass with a spear.

The horse, wounded in the ass, jumped, and the woman fell off beautifully.

It's a meadow down there, it won't kill you.

"So, what happens to this woman?

Hand over the woman to Celia and Myra, who have been catching up.

Bad luck, not a single bone broken, cheerful.

"I pointed the blade at Sir Hardlett. Definitely an execution."

"Naturally! I'll jump your neck here and now if you want."

"Ugh... I don't want to die... I need your help somehow..."

The head lowered its head in front of Myra crying but was kicked in the cold gaze.

"I don't have ears to listen to thieves."

Hmm, this is too pathetic.

"Was this guy killing?

"No, predominantly robberies, burglaries and violent incidents"

Then it's not enough to kill him.

But it's deadly that this guy turned his sword on me with his head.

"I'm gonna interrogate you for a little while... in that cabin over there, okay?"

There is an agricultural cabin nearby in good condition.

…………

Don't look at me like that.

"Guuuuuu!! Thick! Too thick...... it breaks my stomach!!

"Well, it's gonna get bigger."

"No, no, no, no!

"I know from the top of my clothes, but it's good milk."

Inside the cabin, the woman puts her hands on the wall and inserts them from behind and uses her hips.

Exactly the head of the criminal organization, genitals were also used in but only small and small were the opponents narrow.

I'm gonna caress him carefully. I don't have an in-laws, so I pushed him in just like that, but he might have just cut a little.

I rub my big breasts ramblingly and pull my nipples.

More rambling teasing to twist the meat beans.

It's a pretty rough act, but let's just assume it's a punishment for letting me point my sword at you.

"So? Why were you bandits?!?

"No learning like that, ugly! I can't believe a woman can get a job. Oh! Because there isn't!

"No one can only calculate up to 10 years of being an outdoor dealer, and if I had your milk, I'd have had customers even if I were a whore."

I poke my pants deliberately to inflict pain.

"Agoo! Okay, I'll tell you! I wanted to have fun and make money! I heard that Rafen has a lot of people and they all have a lot of money... please, I'm only 25... I don't want to die."

"... Damn, I can't help it. I'll spare this milk and do something about it. Be prepared because I will ramble you."

"Is that true!? HELP me...... ahhh!!

The rambling language turned into a flippant cute scream.

I blame him violently with my undisturbed hipster, and at the end of the day, I screw him into the sack and ejaculate.

"Yikes! Nah, they let me in... ugh"

"It's supposed to be the death penalty. Just be patient."

"You're a woman, aren't you? Today is the day to hold an egg around. Oh, so... now I'm pregnant... I really need to wash my feet."

Leaving the cabin with her clothes fixed with her abdomen gently swollen.

He couldn't stand on his legs, so he grabbed the collar and carried it to hold the cat's child.

……

Celia and Myra's gaze hurts.

"Uh, this guy apparently wasn't the leader. There's a guy rolling over there, the head, and this guy's the only mistress. That's why you're not going to be sentenced to death.

"Oh, yeah. I was the man's mistress. Yeah."

…………

"Let me do my job properly for about three years."

"Reflect and never do thieves again"

………………

My gaze hurts, so let's go next.

"... Sincerely, it is the cooking of the workers for three years. I'm gonna leave you in a place where you're gonna get fucked all rough."

"Why don't you make it look like an accident and kill me?

"That's against the law, so I can't."

You guys don't have a noisy conversation.

Was it this store that had the information?

Open the door ramblingly and I'll go into the store alone.

"Ko, this is Lord, what the hell can I do for you today!!

"You traded slaves in your shop, didn't you?

"Yes! Of course we only deal with sinners, those sold into slavery without paying their debts, in accordance with the laws of Gordonia!

Little fat little slave traders make loving laughs with their hands in cold sweat.

Only these two other slaves who have declared themselves to be sold in front of a notary are allowed to sell legally as slaves in Gordonia.

"Right, well, can you show me a little bit?

The merchant has a nasty grin as he rubs his hands at high speed.

"Of course! What kind of slave... no, you have it in a beautiful woman? I have a recommendation. Taste as much as you want in the back bed."

Don't try to get a beautiful woman out even though you didn't say anything.

The taste is appealing but behind.

"Right, how about a slave carrying you underground at night?

"Ha!

"Bring one from the basement"

"They're only legally Death, too. And it's dirty, so let me wash my body first."

"Shut up."

Beat and destroy a spear on a seemingly expensive table and stick a spear tip at a merchant with an ass cake.

"Bring him in, didn't you hear me?

"So, but..."

"Let's make it thirty, 29, 28..."

"No, no, no, no!

The man made his way to the basement to roll, bringing in one girl.

Pathetically there is after being beaten in the face and his whole body is dirty and stinking.

I lean my eyes like I'm going to cry and I don't talk about anything.

"Shh, I am in a bit of a bad condition, but I am purchasing it only legally. Right!

"Yes, I became a slave of my own free will. Nothing wrong with that."

……

It's obvious what they're saying.

If you think you're going to be punished, you can't tell me the truth.

But this girl would not have been a slave from the time she was conceited.

He doesn't cry when he's in an environment like that.

Then I'll be fine.

You can't honestly tell me the truth.

Hold the dirty girl and turn to the merchant.

I'll make you an arrogant nobleman who drowns a little in his position.

"You're a merchant, I'm a lord here."

"That's right..."

"Don't you think it's odd to talk face to face? Kneel."

"Ha ha!

A merchant sitting down in front of me.

I don't like imitations like this, but they're outdoors first, don't hesitate.

And listen to the girl.

"I'm better than this guy. I can help you if I tell you the truth. Come on, say it."

The girl compares me to the merchant so she can get into trouble.

I hold the stinking girl tight.

"Really..."

"Oh, I guess I'll have a hot kiss after I help you"

When I smiled at her, the girl laughed slightly and inhaled her thoughtful breath.

"I was kidnapped by this man and his people and brought here. When I resisted, I was beaten and offended... and I was told I had come here of my own free will!

"You!!

Step on the head of a merchant who tries to stand up furiously.

"Did you hear that!

"" Yes!

As soon as possible, security forces come into an avalanche through the back entrance and windows.

A fellow slave trader rushes to escape, but all are captured, and those who resist are killed.

"Shouldn't we have killed them all from the beginning and later heard from the slaves in the basement?

"That would make me feel bad when I was wrong."

Celia is radical inside.

"All clear?

The security forces answer with excitement to the great results.

"Yes, six murderers, twelve captives. Fifteen illegal slaves were discovered from underground. Some bodies too...... even just kids"

"Take him."

I don't feel well, and the lives of the twelve captives are due tomorrow morning.

"So... there's another one."

"One more? Was there a guy who ran away?

"No, at the Lord's feet..."

Yeah, I missed this guy I stepped on.

He is spraying too much weight and bubbles.

I could just keep crushing him.

"Please wait. This man should be kept alive."

I didn't think Myra would take refuge.

"Is it worth keeping alive?

"It's not in this guy, but it's in the information I know. I'm interested in where slave traders" hunted themselves "products are being flown. Hopefully, other illegal tissues can be made into potato strings."

Hmm, you know what?

"Hey, just talk to me"

"There's no way I can say it! If you betray me like that, I'll be chased for the rest of my life."

"You only have two choices. Betraying and threatening our customers... or ending our lives here."

I shake up the spear and Myra sets up the sword.

"Okay! I'll talk to you, so you can guarantee my life! I would never talk to you without it!

"Fine, I'll only vouch for your life"

"Definitely!? That's a promise!?

"You might be different here and now when you upset me."

Would you like Celia? And I hear it with my eyes.

I'll wink at you if I have an idea.

Across the table with the merchant who took him back to the security detail.

Apparently it's not my job, but it's the boat I boarded.

After that, it's not refreshing to leave it to people.

Myra will conduct the interrogation.

"As a matter of fact, it's for a certain customer that we have a large number of slaves..."

"Is that guy in Rafen City?

"No, rarely, but few people come to buy child sex slaves from the city. Rafen is especially hard on the guards."

It's proof they're doing their job, great.

"So where are they? What's your first name?

"I think the place is away from town. I don't even know... I don't even know his first name, I've never heard of him. But every time I buy a lot of slaves..."

"... you thought you could buy your own life with that vague information?

"Wait! They're coming from the west, and they shouldn't be that far away!

"On what grounds?

"Previously, I had a mixed illness, but I came to complain in half a day. So it should be just a few hours away on a horse."

"Hmm... what else? Did you say them? Is that a big group?

"It's always up to the three of us to come and pick up the product or place an order and face each other. But we know there are more people out there."

"Others."

"Er, it was a little odd to buy slaves. Most of the time, buying from illegal slavers like you are beautiful women who use sex slavery or children who are perverted to use as toys, but appearance and physique are important. But they don't really care about anything other than being healthy. I'm going to buy anybody from skinny women to skinny men who can barely sell anywhere else."

"That's weird."

"Right."

You can ask a legal slave trader if you want such a slave.

It's cheap and above all, you don't have to worry about getting caught.

"Didn't you want to keep a record?

The "table" slave trader is only a merchant.

Naturally put the product on the ledger when and for how much.

Slavery is also rampant in illegal commerce, so sellers are often recorded.

If you buy too unnaturally, you may be reported.

"Don't you want them to know what slaves are used for, or to know their very existence in the first place... both"

I don't know, but it wouldn't be decent.

"How many slaves have you sent so far?

"... fifty people in the last six months."

"It!?" "Yeah......"

Celia and Myra both look difficult.

It's too much for anything.

I can imagine me and Rae in the hole.

Speaking of which, there were other strange parts.

"Say it."

"They only move at midnight. Everything was up late."

Well, it would be normal for those involved in crime to move at night.

"If it's time to move the" product, "I know, but we won't be late at night until we order or set a date for shipping, will we?

Is the man right?

If we're just discussing it, there's no evidence or anything to blame for it.

It's more suspicious to move in the middle of the night on purpose.

"Besides, the business talks were lengthened and it was near morning, and I said I'd stay here without them going home or something. Besides, when you turn down the bedroom you prepared and sleep in the basement where the slaves are..."

You might be a crazy lunatic.

"It's creepy guys all three wearing robes that hide up to their eyes. I heard you sneaking around, but this guy looks good or something first..."

"Either way. I can't keep doing this."

"Yeah, let's sweep it up at this time"

"But you don't know where it is...... it's pretty vast if it's a few hours on a horse. Maybe we need to move the army."

"Then I have a suggestion for you… they are coming to receive the slaves late tomorrow night. We always meet in a secret place a lot away from town."

"All right, we just need to ambush those guys and show them around. Just tell me."

"Hehe, it's not just about life, it's about guaranteeing a living environment."

"Fine, you can let him go free at the whorehouse for anything"

Celia and Myra looking back with a slight face, don't worry.

"Is it true!? You are not lying to your nobles!?

I lie to a man like this with a crack and a good mind, but this time I'm not lying.

The slave trader was thrilled to tell me where the secret rendezvous was.

Now the battle is tomorrow.

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Walk the whorehouse district with a slave trader.

"The whorehouse that hides me... Are you sure you want to eat a woman freely?

"Oh, you're free to offend your employees. That's what they'll do."

"My lord tattooed me. But how far are we going? The whorehouse is out of town."

"We're almost there."

Eventually, I see a small shop in the corner of Whorehouse Street.

"I kind of miss you."

"Don't complain"

"Right. Women are more important than shops! Hey, looking forward to it, what's the name of the store [daisy-opening garden]??

I go into the store and call out loud.

"Is Madam-Gonzalez here?

"Gonza? Yeah?

Soon I can hear it sounding like a ground.

Big bearded whore over 190 in a gorgeous dress.

The chest of the dress is pushed up with uplifting muscles and the overflowing chest hair colours.

A poor woman's torso came running around with her thick hands and feet moving.

"Lord. Ah! You're here!

An uncomfortable backing voice, an unquestionable wolf.

I can't feel any temper to tell you to look like a woman either.

It's a store that used to get into by mistake as a regular whorehouse and eat bubbles.

This shop is not a whorehouse where a man holds a man, nor is it a concubine with a beautiful boy or youth.

Customer service is done by men in ugly women's clothes who are not destructively suited.

Besides, women are forbidden, and some employees throw up when a woman approaches them.

"Of course I'm going to play, hey! If you're a lord, you're free. Oh, come on, they've dug you and dug you!

The store owner's name was [Madam-Gonzalez]. He put together his persecuted companions and embarked on a journey, finally reaching Rafen and putting out a memorial store.

"No, I want you to take care of this guy today. Leave him here because of circumstances, and you don't have to treat him politely."

"Phew."

Madam strokes the entire body of a merchant who is stiff on too many events and breaks his pants ass.

"Hih, do what!

I didn't know you'd break your leather trousers with your bare hands...

"Hung!

"Ghaaaa!!

Madam seems to have inserted two thick fingers.

Though I missed my eye because I felt sick.

"Small...... little fat...... melted but tight ass...... good stuff!!

Madam ecstatically shouted as she slapped her own breasts with a dong.

"Sons of bitches!! A treat. Ahhh! Come out. Yikes!

Immediately after a wild, beastly voice, a bunch of unbroken women's clothing men emerge from the store room.

Slave traders are like raw meat thrown out before a wolf.

"Lord! We're not talking about this!

"It's not." You can let him go free at the whorehouse, "I said. I'm gonna set you free in a whorehouse, and the employees are free to offend you, okay?

"Gufu, do you want to dig?

"This is a scam... a betrayal!

"Would it have been fun to stir up the irresistible girl? If you die like this, you're going to hell, at least you're in the opposite position to atone for your sins."

"Oh? This guy's a bad guy?

"Yes, play him to the point where you won't kill him"

"Hmm, okay. Wow."

The merchants who keep screaming are lifted by the men.

"Lord's gift, I'll taste it all."

"At the Asshole Festival!" "It's a cancer digging festival!

"Hehe, I'll screw my polar weight. Wow."

"I'm gonna punch mine in, too."

"You guys add and subtract! You broke your ass hole with three simultaneous handouts, too, you took care of it more and made it last."

"Stop, whoa, whoa!

I turn my back and leave the store.

After a while, the exclaim of the Terminator sounded in the night sky, but it must have been my fault.

Let's get some rest for tomorrow night.

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Protagonist Agil-Hardlet, 23, Winter, New Year.

No variation omitted

144 experience, 32 children who gave birth.