Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

The army has returned to Rafen and the usual victory celebrations are taking place.

Alcohol and bread are behaved and citizens and soldiers enjoy swallowing and singing.

But still...

A woman sinking in darkness and a pocan and a young child who sees it.

The survivors of the war victims will not be willing to make a scene.

"Sacrifice has been a little more than a thousand, a little severe damage."

Like nothing, Leopold stirred up a sip of his drink.

Many families live in the city because the main garrison is near the city.

In the meantime, if the only lump sum and survivors were women and children, the food would have been paid for a while, but that would not have healed the grief.

"It's nothing more than being a soldier. It's not like Agil cares."

Celia also cares about things.

"Yes, it is."

I know, but it doesn't feel good for a woman to be crying.

Especially this one, which was supposed to be a battle I didn't have to send out an army.

You could have used the Royal Goldonian Army.

"But it was fruitful. We are the only Lords who currently have ties to the Cities."

Ares and Atroa, as well as other polices, were able to relate through talks and negotiating opportunities.

Various exchanges and transactions will begin in the future.

The pipe to them, who don't want to have anything to do with those outside the realm, is quite valuable.

They are a small urban group but quite rich and have a lot of imports, such as iron and cereals, and they are perfect counterparts.

"For the money...... right"

"Almost all wars happen for profit. Whether it's direct gold or territory is trivial."

I can't help but worry about it now.

Let's pray for the dead guy and let's move on.

Speaking of which, I hear Mac and Christoph got hurt, too.

I feel like I haven't had a name in a long time.

I can't help it in that fierce battle, I hope it's not serious.

"Mac is in the process of being treated for a major shoulder injury to discuss with the Ares soldiers. It'll take a while, but we have to die."

Yeah, he's sturdy.

"I hear Christoph was bounced off a cliff in the Togolese canyon during a clash."

Right... dead or pathetic.

"No, it seems good that he was lucky enough to be powerless to be bounced off thoughtfully, and he fell into the water. Anything else that fell died on a cliff rock...... I was drowning and caught in a downstream tree with no injuries. We evacuated it once, but it's almost intact."

"He's a very unlucky man to make."

Come to think of it, he's been on quite a few battlefields, but he hasn't had one traumatic injury.

Even I say it's all scratched up every time.

"But it still doesn't work. It's amazing how many times I've been on the front lines and never killed a single one."

"Well, I used to be familiar with it, so I'll give it a little tweak. Mac has delicious food and... let's give the whorehouse woman a voice, there must have been a lot of women who liked big guys. Send Christopher a pack of grapes."

Now, as far as ex-post processing is concerned, shall we throw the Maximilians into proper jail until there is some shack?

"Dear Eigil! Please let us do more than that!

Dosin and a giant object come on the back of my head watching Rafen continue the celebration.

Needless to say, she has big nonna tits.

If you look at it, the other women are coming this way. They're looking out the door like that.

Let's get this far for the stinking story.

"Anastasia and Bartolomei are also growing up well. Look, give it up for my dad."

The twins touch their faces with interest as if their necks were already seated.

It's still too small to touch and it's going to break.

When I stroke my face without knowing what to do, I get my fingers sucked all over the place.

Looks like Celia yesterday, but then she sucked on the meat stick too.

"They're beautiful kids, just like you. Does the milk come out right?

It seems that Nonna does the milk directly to the two of them.

I thought I was going to wear a nanny exactly the way the aristocrats did, but he said he was no longer willing to leave it to people to see the other women breastfeed themselves.

"Uh... on the contrary..."

Nonna leans bright red and Mel or Mitty laughs couscous.

What is wrong with it?

Then Carla said, laughing with a prank look.

"This girl is the breast milk tank she looks like. Just one milk made us both hungry... my tits tense, so me and Ekacherina drank instead..."

Wow, nonna goes in to stop it.

What a jealous thing that's mine from today on.

"Ugh... because you have too much milk, and your tits are swollen... and if you don't squeeze them, you won't even get your clothes in"

Nonna hides her breasts in embarrassment.

I had super big tits with little clothes to match originally, and my chest, which I should have made loosely to match that girlfriend, was still going to be tense.

"Wow... can I bully your milk today?

"Do you smoke?

Suck, rub, shake and pinch.

"My child making is still physically handicapped... please play with your milk"

"I'm going to, it's been a while since you've milked me."

Carla and Mel are with us, of course.

Nothing heals my tired heart more than a great orgy with my beloved women.

"Um... Um..."

Alice, who couldn't come forward, also hugs her... sticks her hand in her groin and pulls through the tension shapes that were in her ass.

Don't play any more because your butthole is loose now.

We're going to drool.

Soon Leopold and Nina are gone.

He disappears as soon as he talks about a woman.

I can't believe you're a virgin.

Speaking of which, they've been together more recently than ever.

Have you had enough of his recessionary side?

Now I snooze in the bath with the women and drink milk from my big tits and my head is full.

I thought the war was over and the mediocre routine would continue for a while.

Next day

"This is again... that's a big piece of information"

The trigger was a private messenger who came running with the dawn... even when I said private, the sender was the Olga Federation... from Clara, Claudia's entourage.

Information from her is a valuable means of knowing inside the Empire.

I usually exchange one letter a month, but this time things are not regular flights.

"Did that pig do something to you again?

It's Celia. But it's my woman, give her a little more forgiveness.

"That's what I thought at first too... apparently not. Look at that."

Show Celia as well as everyone in important positions such as Leopold, Adolphe and Myra.

The letter had begun when he left White Capital at his wife's birth and information was delayed.

"The Garland Empire... a massive invasion of the Olga Federation from the Western Plains......!?

"This is..."

"On the other side of the continent… but it ripples"

Clara doesn't know the exact extent to which the samurai, information leaks from rumors and around the Marquis Maraudal.

"But an emergency mobilisation order was also issued in the Marquis' territory. This is going to be a war of considerable proportions"

Leopold and Adolph nod with a strange face.

The next problem occurred again even though the battle was over.

Let's hope the firepowder doesn't fly this far.

"Then somebody wake up Tristan. You should be asleep till noon alone!

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A while back, the Garland Empire Capital.

"Sacred and absolute! He dominates the world and is the champion of the continent, the Great Garland! Lay low!"

Heavy ministers scream in the voice of God.

A large man appeared in the heart of the imperial capital, a heavenly castle surrounded by huge moats and a luxurious cloak on its terrace.

The same red print as the flag is a garment that only one person can tolerate, to say the Empire Wide.

As soon as possible, a huge metal sound sounds.

Soldiers from all over the city fell on their knees, and the sound of armor hitting the ground.

"The rest is now filled with joy"

Not in a violent tone, but low in silence. Loud voices go through every corner.

"Gather here and believe that the rest of the army, the rest of the sword, this time will be my sorrow."

The Great Emperor opens his hands wide and closes his eyes.

"Soldiers filling the city, that's just part of the rest of the sword, too. Proud subjects, your emperors are the strongest enough to rule the continent."

There are no lies in the words.

With a population of one million, the Garland Empire is the largest city on a scale to surpass the White Capital of the Olga Federation.

The city is now filled with armed soldiers.

There is no doubt that it is hundreds of thousands of sizes.

But in part, the only people in the Imperial capital who can hear the words of the Great Emperor are the soldiers of those who have long been subordinates to the Great Emperor, and those who are called national armies.

Other newly ruled elements include the state army, and even the Imperial Army, which is compelled to incorporate war slaves, such as rebels.

"Now is the time to show strength with both the cowards of the North. Step on the earth and fill the river with soldiers to form the basis of our victory! Proceed, my lord! Bring victory to my hands!

The Great Emperor raises his arms to the cries that echo from all over the city and then returns to the castle.

Therein awaited those who lay flat, as did the soldiers earlier.

"Time is full, now is the time for the rest of the army to conquer all the continents"

Only two of those who lay flat face up.

The Great Emperor first laid his hand on the shoulder of a well-fitted middle-aged man.

"[Zaphnes] Admiral, you're going down the western plains, all the way to North Terriers!

"I've turned it into life. Be sure!

The man called Zaphnes grins invincibly and nods loudly.

The atmosphere seeps out with a large body, a stretched beard, and, above all, a brave general.

He is the supreme commander of the land invasion army, the general who leads an unprecedented force of 2.5 million.

Then the Great Emperor puts his hand on the shoulder of the woman next door.

"[Secrito] General, you lead the rest of the great fleet northward into the sea, into North Terriers. Kick the Federation's wooden fleet and give the army to the White Capital!

"As you say, Your Majesty."

A woman has skinny, brown skin for about thirty years, and nothing on her face looks like an expression.

The same expression and unchallenged tone remind me of the dead, and I am a beautiful woman but I do not find her attractive as a woman.

She is a grand general who leads the entire fleet of empires, thousands of transporters and hundreds of large battleships alone, and hundreds of thousands of their crew.

"I will give you any reward if you can make my great petition. Gold enough to fill the house, endless territory to fly horses, beautiful men to fill the city, I'll give you everything."

The king squeezes his expression after he has said it away.

"But I won't tolerate failure. You know what happened to the last general."

The last invasion was a draw, but the fact that the territory did not fluctuate can be said to be a defensive federal victory.

As a result, the Supreme Commander of the Empire was eaten alive by poisonous insects, both family and friends, and kept screaming for three days and three nights before he could breathe.

"" I am carving it into my soul ""

"Then go! I'll send him as much supplies as he needs. Bring the world to the rest of your hands!

Not only the two, but all who had refrained behind them, raise their voices.

All of them, kneeling like soldiers, are generals leading tens of thousands of armies.

The king turns himself over and returns to his chamber, and each general returns to his own squad.

"We already have a community of destiny, and if we fail, we will both suffer and die."

Secrito returns nothing to Zaphnes' words.

"We can't cross to White Capital without your fleet coming. Don't hit me bad."

"No need to worry excessively. Just do what you do."

Secrito answered briefly without turning his face to Zaphnes, moving only Violed's eyes, and left.

"She's a hell of a beauty, but I can't even fall in love with her."

Zaphnes sighed once before leaving the scene behind.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 23, summer.

Status Friend of Dwarf, King of Mount Big Lords and Eastern Borders of the Kingdom of Goldonia Friend of King Ares

159000 inhabitants Important cities Rafen 23000 Lintblum 4000

0 Property Gold Coins Praise Medal/Survivor Payment (40000) Banquet (300)

Family

Nonna (Orthodox Wife) Carla (Side Room) Mel (Side Room) Kwe (Concubine) Luu (Concubine) Melissa (Concubine) Mirei (Concubine) Rare (Concubine) Mitty (Engagement) Maria (Engagement) Katrine (Engagement) Casey (Haunted) Rita (Maid Chief) Yoguri (Playwright) Pipi (Concubine) Alice (Ass) Alma (Cry)

Sebastian (Deacon) Dorothea (Concubine/Wangdu)

Child Suumiw Ekacherina Amata Anastasia (daughter) Antonio Claude Gilbard Liner Bartolomei (son) Rose (stepdaughter)

Subordinates

Celia (deputy officer) Gido (convoy) Chloe (laugh) Iridina (commander) Luna (commander) Ruby

Myra (Sheriff) Porte (Student Director) Gretel (Dog)

Leopold (Staff Officer) Adolf (Home Affairs Officer) Tristan (Military Master?

Claire & Laurie (merchant for you) Schwartz (horse) Liliane (actress)

Mother Marceline Daughter Stephanie Bridget Felicie (Pattern Underwriting)

Other countries

Celestina (Queen Malt) Monica (Queen) Claudia (Mrs.) Clara

206 Experience, 46 children who gave birth.