Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Beautiful carriage in front of the mansion, a shadow pops up when it stops.

I remember when Claudia used to come, but it's a much smaller girl who came out.

"Brother!

Now he jumps with his legs aligned so that he doesn't fall from the not expensive carriage, and when he sees me picking him up to the front door, he runs over at a small stride.

"Welcome, Your Majesty."

There are quite a few people on the malt side, so thank you, little one, but she jumped into my chest with a full smile on her face.

The girl is Celestina, the young queen of the Kingdom of Malts... and now she admires me like a brother.

Human beings who are not fascinated by this playable smile will be heartbroken.

It's unfortunate that she came here as part of official diplomacy, not play.

This year, the first harvest since my friendship with Celestina's reigning kingdom of malt, she came as a sign of friendship and goodwill with a carriage loaded with wheat, the largest export of malt.

They had a lot of malts, but they still have the usual harvest this year, which means all the people eat well and still have room.

Malts have little non-food resources because most of the national territory is farmland.

Therefore, at the same time as the harvest, it is necessary to sell cereals and turn them into various products such as iron and trees.

And Mort is supposed to make a priority deal with me.

But putting aside the circumstances to say so, I simply wanted to see Celestina.

Those who do not see a smile like the sun are not human beings.

"Dear brother, I missed you! I missed you!

I try to reach my little hand around my back with a hug in my chest, but I can't seem to get around it.

No, it's too cute.

Hold and lift the muggy Celestina.

"Nice to meet you, Celestina. I've been waiting for you."

"Brother... the concubine has been burning for a long time -"

My little hand stretches out to my face and my little flowery lips are pressed.

Ha, that's a pretty kiss.

"Your Majesty! What do you do in front of everyone!

The woman who rushed out of the carriage took Celestina from me.

The girl lets go in the woman's arms.

"Your Majesty's lips are dedicated when you can love them in the future. Don't give so easily!

The woman's name is Monica, a loyal minister who served as a samurai all the time even when Celestina was going through a time of ordeal, in some places a little overprotective, but it would be a reversal of loyalty.

"Boo, it's been a long time, but can I be sweet?"

"You shouldn't. Everyone is watching, Your Majesty is king of malts!

The girl tightens her expression haha.

"Well then, brother, please do me a favor for a while."

Celestina gracefully lifts her skirt and gives her a thank you, I respond with a laugh, and Nonna and Mel rush to bow their heads and salute her most.

Smaller, but she's the king, and naturally the Nonnas are going down.

Nonna was thankful that Mel and Carla were like that anyway.

Nonna was in the living room until late last night. So you were teaching her how to do it... especially to Kara.

"I knew it wouldn't suit you like this. The skirt is more colorful on your lap."

"Shut up!!

Sparks fly to Nonna and Kara.

Let's take it easy.

"Can Monica say hello to her brother, too?

"I'm a samurai, I don't need a special greeting."

"But isn't your brother Monica's first mate, the man who gave his virginity..."

"Far!!

Monica echoes Celestina's words.

But it seemed a little late. All the guards of the mansion and a line of malt entourages were biting off laughter.

"Ku......"

Don't stare at me, there shouldn't be any downfall right now.

Celestina is cute but she hasn't become a woman yet.

In that regard, Monica's body, which I let open as a woman, smells a lot more colorful than before.

If you roll up your clothes and insert a meat stick into the hole...... I'm sure you'll get wet even though you hate it.

If you move your hips while sucking on your pretty big breasts, the scream will turn into a whisper, and at the end of the day, your legs must be tangled up in my hips.

So if you fire your thoughtful sperm... you can have my child in Monica's womb.

"What is considered a nigga?

When I noticed, Nonna's face, which was next door, was in front of me.

Well, he seemed to be entering a paranoid world.

I noticed a sore groin trying to look stranger.

I'll break my pants like this, and most importantly, it's so exciting that I can't make excuses.

Above all, a sudden flashy erection in front of the Queen of the Kingdom of Malt and her surroundings makes me have trouble excusing myself.

Isn't it like you craved Celestina?

I have no ill feelings for this adorable girl.

I have shaved the meat stick and sprinkled the seed juice, but I don't have feelings about it.

"Then, Master Eigil, take Her Majesty Celestina to the venue of the dinner party"

Mel breaks between me and the malt side at a brilliant time.

Immediately I realized that Nonna also hides her erect meat stick by pretending to take my arm laughing with a ho ho ho.

"Then, Your Majesty, you have to change into a party dress. Let's go to your room."

Celestina also left to the room that Monica offered her in her dressing room, drawing her hand.

The malt side praises me for being a friendly couple without realizing my condition, and then goes to each waiting room.

Apparently I didn't have to expose myself to shame.

"So, why did you suddenly have a meat stick?

"Who did you imagine offending? Did you even fantasize about tormenting that pretty girl with huge male roots?

Um, Nonna and Mel's gaze is cold.

Kara is also looking at this one with a bitter smile.

"I told you I don't have a hobby for girls. It was the maid next to Celestina who was watching. It's been a long time since I thought I'd be able to devour that body."

That's all I say and notice.

What am I saying in front of my wives?

"... you commit the opponent's samurai with the queen as you deserve"

"I don't know if it's a good place to declare it grand in front of us..."

Nonna and Mel play their thriving pants alternately with their fingers as they half-eyed.

Stop it, if you get too excited, it's gonna erupt.

"Anyway, almost all the neighboring nobles are here today, not just on the malt side. It's not like we're firing seeds here."

This time, we are not only going to confirm our friendship with Mort, but we are going to hold dinner party as a celebration of the harvest by gathering the surrounding lords.

It was Nonna who planned it.

I was just wondering if the wasteful habits had returned to the big dinner party as they did in Wang Du.

"We need to make it clear that the most powerful person in the southern region is Master Eigil. Harvest festivals are festivals in every realm, but it's obvious who the powerful are if they invite the neighboring nobles into their own realm."

The same goes for the harvest festival, which is supposed to be done on its own territory, if the lord went out of his way to respond to the invitation of others.

"You may think it's boring to look good, but this kind of thing is also important in relation to nobility. If Eigil's decree brings us all together, we'll have a different influence in King's capital."

It's hard, I don't like rumors, influence and all that unseen stuff.

Nonna's milk looks amazing in that regard, great stuff.

A big dinner party in conjunction with the harvest festival, planned by Nonna but used by Adolf and Leoporto.

"Trading routes are currently limited to Radharde territory and some streets due to the relationship between tariffs and nagging. There is little rubbing in the development of the territory and the use of forests and ponds that span the territory... If the influence around Master Hardlett becomes stronger, we can make some pushes with the ruling."

I threw all my internal affairs at you, so do whatever you want.

But without such a hassle, if I could rub it big enough, I could just send out the army and intimidate him.

"The facial rashes and expressions gathered, the people who bring them… you can see the general standing and ability if you make sure of them. It would be a good opportunity to make decisions about whether to be a threat, a competent ally, or just not to help."

I see, but you have to do the hard part.

A ballroom with a whirlpool of conspiracies and hearts, but naturally the servants of the mansion who actually entertain the guests are fussy.

Unlike the frequent nonna tea parties and dinner parties by the nearby aristocrats.

Joining replies have also followed from lords of such distances that it takes an entire three days on horses.

Besides, it's not uncommon for a lord himself to bring his wife and eldest son together and say he's in.

In that case, hospitality must also be quite a thing.

Sebastian is stretching his spine and walking at a quiet but tremendous speed.

Rita is also flying around as a maid chief but still lacks enough hands, former maid who was in the annex...... even the woman who is bloating her belly with my seed was helping her prepare easily.

"Please burn the pine lights around the new home under construction"

"What are you going to do in the light of the house you're building?

"My wife told me to show her husband's prestige at this dinner party."

Sebastian answers with behavior, as usual, with no gaps at all.

It's a new mansion... well, it's a big waste of money, because the walls and floors are white and beautiful, so it's not unusual, but the way it's done is like gold and you don't look good.

"I think it's better than that."

A little Celia shows her face.

You were here, and I can't settle for one thing right now unless your head is within reach.

"Which... oh, I don't know."

The aristocrats from afar are staying in Rafen until the arrival of their main guest Celestina.

There was a tremendous amount of wheat-centric grain lined up in the city to show them.

The harvest is already coming to an end and is being brought in as a tax in turn from the countryside near Rafen.

Originally, it would be transported to the King's Capital and brought into storage, but it would be left loaded.

"That's an amazing amount. According to Adolph, not a third of them are here yet."

"I looked around the countryside a little too, but the village chief was smiling and paying the taxpayer a crop. There seems to be plenty of room."

Harvest taxes are determined in proportion according to the yield unless there are special circumstances.

If it becomes rich, it will increase taxes, but it will naturally increase the amount of money left at hand.

I guess I could have saved enough this year not to worry about my life at all.

"Our territory was rich. But near the river..."

"Looks like it's raining a lot after all."

As Adolf had previously worried, it became long rains during the harvest season around the river, and a considerable amount was wasted, apparently.

"It sounds like quite a murder if you're done and look at it. Other than ours, it's not even inland..."

"Now what happens?"

I'm worried, but I'll leave it to Adolf to think about it.

Well, the sun is setting.

It will be time for the nobles to come.

I can't just run away, either, let's just say I'm ready.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Master Eigil's outfit. You look great on the battlefield, but the outfit is different again."

Don't be so praiseworthy. You're going to have a boner root.

I stroke Celia's head all over her cheeks in the light.

"Fu fu fu... please don't! haha hehe...... no i knew i couldn't have a little more, ahh, butt!

Celestina is good but Celia is cute too.

I'll never let you go.

"... then enjoy the party, everyone"

At the beginning of the party, I was able to put my arms together with Nonna to show how friendly she was while she taught me every word and I was able to get the first greeting done safely.

"Already! Even Kara, an asshole, remembered to say hello, but please make it right, Master Agil!

"Ugh! Don't call me an asshole!

He seems unhappy that I don't remember greeting him at all and he just repeated Nonna's words like an idiot.

People are unsuitable.

Just as Maria can't be a big tit no matter what, I'm not a person who dances gorgeously in shiny clothes either.

I'd rather shake my hips over a woman without wearing anything......

"It's an honor to see Sir Hardlett today."

It was the middle meat middle back, the middle-aged bearded man who interrupted my delusions.

Ha... who is this old man?

Nonna asked for it.

"I'm Count Monassi. They have territory straight west of Rafen. The territory is quite large, but do you say it is just large…"

Yeah, okay, that sounds like my old territory.

"I've invited your wife to a tea party several times... and she doesn't seem to have much money to spare"

Nonna makes a small voice without moving her mouth as she smiles at the Count.

They get weird stunts when they're socializing.

"Welcome, you've come a long way when it's hard to harvest your own territory."

The nobles have ranks from the knight to the marquis, but they have the same identity in the sense that they were all awarded to the king, and we have to respect each other enough as pre-construction.

I hide my lack of interest, give and shake hands.

I wonder if you have a beautiful daughter...... you're not here, I'm bored.

"Hey, that's what I heard all over the country, Lord Luxurious Hardlett, rough hands and your body."

That's disgusting, because of the battle in the city state. He's got more muscle. He's got a tough outfit.

If I put in some force with Hung, the top is going to tear and fly.

"Ha ha, if Uncle Monassi was a woman, I might have had a chance to see you"

"A woman? Whatever it is, Sir Hardlett's territory is full of fruit and envy all over the city."

"Didn't Uncle Monassi have quite a harvest, a large territory?

The Count darkened the atmosphere as soon as possible.

"My realm is not called untrue. There are undoubtedly few every year...... few of our land is just right, both extremes of flooding and submerging or drying and growing nothing. My family is quite a traditional house, but whatever my ancestors did, I would be poor... I made war with the thought of dying, and I got a countenance and a wide territory just like this out-of-the-box..."

I think I've heard something bad, Count of bumps and squeals.

I have good meat and booze so have plenty of fun and forget about it.

"Please wait, Sir Hardlett, today I will treat you to my territory and introduce you to those who are close to you!

I don't want anything else, but Nonna's already greeted me, so I can't get away with it.

It was two men who showed up, both younger than the Earl of Monassi but would be in their thirties.

I'm not interested in it as much as this, but it's kind of a poor atmosphere from what I've seen.

Somehow misfortune is staining out of my whole body.

"Lord Hardlett will be the first to see you. My name is Viscount Bimbo."

My name is Baron Gokfin, too.

"Hmm..."

They kind of don't seem to be on the brink of gold.

Will the kind still call their friends?

"Hey, my wife and daughter have taken care of my wife several times before, but I apologize for the delay in direct thanks"

"My wife and my wife had a dinner party for three days... no, nothing."

Nonna looks complicated.

"Baroness Gokfin... I usually have something to eat, but when I eat, my eyes change color."

He tried to leave the scene that there might be no point in talking to them any more, but the three come shaking the subject with desperate shapes.

For the most part, my territory is rich, but it was a meaningless compliment to maintain a strong army, but unlike those who drool out the rhetoric, I can hardly stop talking.

I start to squirm around in it.

"How long are they talking in"

"Uncle Monashi and his surroundings are always famous for their distress, and he will be heartless about Kim anyway"

"How shameless, even if it is hidden from merchants to borrow"

The whisper is apparently not in favor of Count Monassi.

Hardly sounds to me, but hell ears. It should sound round to Nonna, so let's hear it later.

"Ha... No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Right. Then around here..."

They also seem to have received a voice of condemnation and to leave with a bitter, bitter look on their face.

Some of that unhappy atmosphere they are putting together made me feel just a little sorry for them.

They're in shape for what I called them.

Nonna and Leoporto were the candidates, and Celia was the one who wrote the invitation and judged me in Sebastian.

"Have fun today. There will be opportunities to talk, not just today, close to each other's territory."

A delightful colour floats in the faces of the three.

"Oh! So can I see you again in the future?!?

Shit, I think I said something I don't want.

I knew I'd almost say I wasn't there.

"... I often vacate my territory with restlessness, and sometimes I'm absent..."

"Fine! I'll put up a tent outside Rafen, but I'll wait!

Please don't do that because I'm scared.

Stay in the inn for a while longer, how poor you are.

Myra's security forces will beat you up if you're mistaken by a homeless, unreliable man.

The three of them leave satisfied, and I breathe.

But tiredness never ends.

Nonna's ears are pounding with a frightened face.

"I don't know about that. Until now, Mr. Eigil has received less invitations and visits from other aristocrats because he thought that while he was a powerful man," it would be terrible to undermine the mood of the new aristocracy of war madness, the lack of interest in communicating and socializing among aristocrats ". Now don't say in front of everyone that you interact with them without intimacy..."

The ambience is different from earlier.

"Sir Hardlett! My oldest daughter once at your wife's tea party!!

"My brother has a good physique and aspires to be a knight, so please use it!

"My daughter is about the right age, even courtesy of Uncle Borderline..."

Nonna leaves me, and at the same time, guests come together.

It's like a zombie, remembering a grave incident in the meantime.

Shall I hear more about the last one later?

In the end, the number and momentum of the nobles gathered more than usual, as well as the summons from me, prevented me from escaping every time, and I became their opponent in the long run.

The Savior who saved me like that is a little goddess.

"Brother, not Lord Hardlett Borderline, thank you for inviting me to the feast."

The main guests of this dinner party will undoubtedly be Celestina, Queen of the Kingdom of Malt, not to mention a small country. The aristocrats around them will also unveil their siege and salute the appearance of the king.

She's just wearing a fancy gorgeous dress to say Queen.

But the dress and luster, which showed a large amount of skin, were dust-free and only attracted the cuteness of a healthy girl.

Monica must have worn it. Makeup is like a backstretched child and adorable, and the jeweled scattered tiara and necklace is a little bit undressed with Celestina's size as well.

But the natural smile and adorability are turning everything into a plus.

"No, Your Majesty is where we should have come to ask you, and I beg your indulgence to bother"

Exactly in the official setting: "Celestina, you're adorable!" There's no reason to kiss her.

The other nobles will make fun of her as queen only if you show your gratitude at dinner parties.

Patience until the end of the meeting, then you just have to cheek and cuddle fully.

Now I appeal with my eyes to Celestina to be patient and make her look great as a queen.

I complain to Monica with my eyes because Nico was returned with an angelic grin.

"Lord Agir takes care of me. That's all I deserve."

Monica whispered, "It's Lord Hardlett!" I can see you pointing it out.

Still seemed like enough conversation around.

"You see, I've been told the gods are thankful."

"I thought it was only an ornament, a young king who stood after the war..."

I can't hear the nobles whispering, but the hell-eared nonna next door hears it and tells it every time.

Um, now Celestina won't be ridiculed by everyone.

"Sir Hardlett shields back...... aren't you making him a puppet?

"Sometimes the worse you get. He's a borderline boy known for his impatience. such as bowing your head to a toddler...... would pride allow it?

Unfortunately, I have no shame whatsoever in thanking a woman, whether she's a girl or not.

I don't know if she's a whore or a town girl.

The important thing is how to open a woman's crotch and pour in seeds.

"No, wait... Borderline uncle known for his favorite colors, forgiveness is terrible with a girl... maybe he's already made a female slave"

"I see... you're already saying you don't feel your possessions, shame, etc."

The power enters into Nonna's hissing voice.

I guess that's not what you think.

There's no way you're gonna get your hands on a kid, you've got enough to rub a meat stick in his belly.

"But then you can't make a fool of that king."

"Um, if you touch me poorly, I'll buy Sir Hardlett's wrath"

"Uncle Borderline's army says it's over 10,000. I hear a small country is strong enough to tear it apart on its own."

Yes, in that direction.

"We cannot be enemies in our bundle. Moreover, the King's capital's military director Radharde and the general executive director of Baldwin are cordial... and the kingdom must not be helped."

"Our land is ravaged in an instant, and no woman is left to bear the son of Uncle Borderline."

"I've heard you prefer to take away your mature wife with giant roots."

No, that direction is crazy. Stop.

Whatever it is, Celestina and the Kingdom of Malt won't let them get away with it.

The dinner party made sense, too.

He... he managed to be a Viscount.

The people are about 10,000, so the women are 5,000... except for the kids and the old people. If you deal with 3,000 people a day, you can fuck them all in about five months.

It's painful, but you might have to work hard.

"Buh."

You perceived a disgusting delusion. Sneaking a nonna head poke in your back.

I don't mind the head thrust, but you physically hit your chest, so stop panicking if a suddenly erect delicacy pops up on this spot.

"It's finally over - I'm taking a bath with my brother!

Naked Celestina jumps into the hot tub.

The ball closed safely, and my own social appearance in the realm is going to be a pain in the ass in the future, but I can't think about it now.

Just heal the perseverance that lasted a long time with water.

I'm not complaining at all because there's even a cute Celestina there.

"I'm nervous, my shoulders are stuck... but my concubine did her best!

"Oh, Celestina did a great job. He was a fine king."

"Really? There won't be another dispute because of the concubine?

You look anxious Celestina, I go in the hot tub and hug my naked girlfriend.

"You looked like a fine king. It's okay. Everybody admitted it."

The truth is that she will unfortunately not be seen as a one-serving king in her attitude at the dinner party.

Still, he didn't even look like the only child as ignorant as before.

If you show me I'm on the back shield, no one's going to do any strange tricks.

"And if anything happens to you, I'll protect you. Don't worry about it."

I lift Celestina with my hands under my armpit from the front as I say.

"Expensive -! Haha, it's fun!

I smile at her brightly, too.

Hmm, one hairless muscle yet, you're ahead of time to be a woman.

Put the shaggy girl in the hot tub and let her sit on my lap.

Since I became queen again, I've tried my best, and now I can distract you.

Monica came in with her hot clothes on and her body tickled while gently wearing her hair.

"Your Majesty, I told you it was dangerous for two men to bathe..."

She stopped moving perfectly when she saw us.

Try to hold your body tight and shake it gushing, your mouth won't speak out with it wide open.

The first voice she gave was a hell of a lot of volume.

"Huh!!

"Huh? What the hell is wrong with Monica? He said he had a strange face."

"You take off your clothes like that and let's go in naked together. Come on, show me your chest."

But Monica kneels down disappointed when she doesn't respond to us.

"One, Your Majesty has finally been offended! of a colorful man...... a giant delicacy like a stick pierced His Majesty's young crack...... no destroy it!!

What are you talking about?

"Ha, pull it out quickly! Get me a doctor! We must cure His Majesty's hole! Oh, God, please. May Your Majesty's holes return beautifully, and may the delicacies of the uncanny colorful man fall!

Monica praying to the bathroom ceiling in tears.

Did you mistakenly see Celestina sitting on me and think she was inserting it in her seat?

Ha, no way.

Make sure you don't come up from the hot tub.

Look, you don't even have a burger, do you?

Shit, follow me. There's a delicacy on Celestina's head.

"Something soft and big is on your head."

Usually it's a sight Monica's about to scream, but I guess it's not there right now.

I'm whining about something so I can tell myself.

"I'm not bleeding... then I'm not in...? Good, Your Majesty's membrane is... still safe..."

Monica sighs a long sigh of relief confirming that there was no insertion, but another problem has arisen.

Even though she is wearing a hot tub, a young woman is turning her foot here in the bathroom.

This must be a far-fetched gesture of intent to offend me.

"Celestina, I'm going to love Monica... I'm going to make a child, but you want to see it?

"Mmm! Monica and her brother love each other, and it seems like there's no place where they can have two kids."

"Huh? Huh? Wait, please! How dare you make a child...... I'm still beside His Majesty!

"It's all right, Monica has a brother. Why are you keeping him away? We'll always be together."

"That's why. Celestina, untie him. Let's take it off here and just peel it out."

"Ya, stop, don't worry, I can't move with my hips off! No, I can't! Ah, it's getting swollen! I can't believe I put that in..."

"I don't hate you here. Look, Celestina, you're juicing that you want a man, right?

"Really... Monica's juice is flooding me"

"Don't look, Your Majesty! And don't let Master Hardlett in! Phew, too...... ahhh! No, no, no, no, no!

I then inserted a meat stick in response to Monica's body's desire to hit her with plenty of love before pouring tons of seeds into her womb.

Celestina looked at the sight with interest all the time.

"A bath for three with my brother and Monica would be great."

"We have a lot to talk about tomorrow. Celestina will be here for a while, won't she? In the meantime, let's go in together every day."

"Ugh, I can't believe they keep pouring seeds on me for two weeks... I'll definitely be pregnant..."

Me merciful of laughing Celestina, and crying Monica.

But I do.

At the last moment, she gently wrapped her hips in the firing position, her thighs, and she instinctively wants my juice and my children.

I have to make sure I get pregnant during the next two weeks of Celestina's scheduled stay to meet my expectations.

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Eirich, Office of the Military Director of the King's Capital of Gordonia, at night

"This is Royal School information."

Information on the Royal School is handed to Eirich by the secretary.

Already as military commissioner, the king's others will be in a position of no superiors, and binding the military in general, he will be extremely busy.

The volume of everyday duties is also enormous, but we must also devote ourselves to a power struggle with the opposing Marquis Kenneth-Baldwin.

There is no reason to visit the Royal School frequently while positioning it as important under the circumstances.

So the daily reports were also checking the current state of the school by means of a report that had its own subordinates examine separately from the report from the principal.

"Hmm, a lot of school leavers this month..."

Even with wrinkles between his eyebrows, Eirich doesn't freshly make so much noise.

When it comes to schools, the main purpose is the training of army commanders, and the training of home affairs officers is only a secondary purpose.

Classes, exercises, etc. are packed with tough content, and it is also envisaged that there will be a large number of defectors.

Many have left school so that those who have ever been half-prepared to enroll have fled, or have been trained in a nasty mood to have accidents and become irreversible.

Even the deceased rarely get killed, but sometimes they do.

Therefore, it was not worth being surprised that more than one expatriate exited each month was within the range of expectations.

However, questions arise on Eirich's face as he checks for more information.

"Commander development team expatriate...... this is a lot but understandable. But also from the Home Office team. What do you mean, massive?

When it comes to the training of home affairs officers, seating is the focus and there is no rigorous training.

The year before, which was not yet that big, only one school leaver came out due to illness.

"And many hope to re-enter next year...... what do you think this is a hardlet recommendation for re-entry? Are a few of them the same from the Commander team... If you want to re-enter, what the hell is causing you to leave school?

That's right, Eirich speaks up.

The secretary asked looked slightly down and exhaled.

"Beldille, you are expected to be a competent secretary. Explain what happened!

"Ok...... their expulsion, no technically he is not one. All of them."

That alone brings sweat and anger to Eirich's forehead, who perceived almost everything.

"Their reason for leaving school is pregnancy. They all thought they were pregnant at about the same time, because their stomachs started to stand out and they had difficulty attending classes and living in dorms."

……

Eirich doesn't say anything by poking at his desk.

"Almost everyone hopes to re-enter school after giving birth. It is unclear why they had Sir Hardlett's letter of recommendation. I was wondering if I should ask you directly from the Military Director."

The military director slowly rose out of his desk, whose voice was small but powerful.

"Right...... it's my fault. I threw a sex beast into a place with a young woman. It's my fault."

Eirich takes out the note with his trembling hands and starts writing letters for Rafen, but the letters are disturbed and rewrite repeatedly.

"I have another piece of information"

"... what"

"Two lecturers are also wishing to retire temporarily. Reason is… pregnancy"

Bakiri and a seemingly expensive pen broke and ink poured out.

Eirich rises up in the momentum of throwing a broken pen and a note in the crumb basket and turning the chair upside down.

"What are your plans for the future?

"Dinner party with Uncle Horroom tomorrow at noon, Sir Mind's ball at night, training inspection for the 10th soldier the day after tomorrow..."

"Cancel everything! Apologize to Holum and Mind and let him represent you. You handle sudden operations, put in an ex-post report."

Eirich takes off his room clothes and wears an easy-to-move military outfit.

"Copy that. I will confirm it. You'll be gone."

"It would be up to Rafen! I don't care if you yell at that porn freak!!

Eirich kicked his sleeping squire's ass, alarmed that he had stayed up late at night, to get him ready for the carriage.

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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

161000 inhabitants Important cities Rafen 24000 Lintblum 4000

5300 troops.

Infantry 3000 Cavalry 900 Archer 900 Bow Cavalry 500

Nineteen cannons.

Reserve 3 000.

100 members of the security forces.

Property Gold Coins 1000 Sheets Tax Revenue (+12000) Grand Dinner Party (1500) Servant Dimensions (300)