Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

The dinner party was over and the nobles took home souvenirs.

Some aristocrats rarely visit the city of Rafen, where they grew up, but what is on this occasion is the aristocracy with the territory and the aristocrats who lean on them, as well as confirmation of their own harvests and taxes.

You won't be able to stay that long.

Only one line of Celestina has been invited by the Kingdom of Malt to become a long stay.

Unfortunately, Celestina was not a person in trouble if she was not yet there for the practice of the kingdom.

"Don't hear me all night... no offense, but this is hard to sleep with."

One sleeping stretch and open the window.

The city of Rafen is full of hustle and bustle even when the morning sun finally tells us to climb.

The feast of the nobles ended overnight, but not the festival of the people.

The harvest festival was the biggest in regular objects, but also the great riches, and the people were making a lot more noise than last year.

Probably big and small in all the villages and towns in my territory and this noise continues.

It was empty when I could drain a glass of water to wake up.

I had no choice but to call the maid, but I'll look next door and stop.

"Huh... brother... hang tight... bye..."

Celestina is resting small next door.

Yesterday I watched the festival lights seen through the window until late.

She's just a kid. She should let her sleep for a while.

"Ah... Ah... Dear Hardlett... like such an arm... and you will die... ahh"

Next to the left, Monica is on holiday with her big crotch open.

Yesterday I blocked my mouth and hugged Celestina after she fell asleep.

The little queen may wake up after taking the time, so she bumped into a short but intense love.

She really wants to sleep with me. Monica followed me when she said she was going to watch Celestina not get offended, but it seems like she enjoyed herself scattered.

Even the moment I fired inside without contraception, I stopped telling you to stop.

Bathroom and bed, poured over twice enough to make my stomach pamper.

I may have already given up being pregnant as inevitable.

"Yeah......" "Whatever......"

Keeping Celestina and Monica close together, the two hold each other together with nature, like friendly sisters.

I hope he's been asleep for a while now.

"Good morning. Dear Eigil."

Celia is waiting for you as soon as you weave your gown easily and get out of the room.

Thank you for your hard work early in the morning.

"Wow, the roots are sticking out! Master Agil's stuff is huge, so if you don't stop right there, you'll see it!

Celia rushes to stop in front of my clothes as she turns red.

I'm sorry. I'm getting bigger with my morning fate, so I'm going to have a hard time.

Seeing cute Celia makes me feel good in the morning.

If any other woman here pushes me jealously, I'll run out of manhood.

"Mr. Leopold was calling. He wants you to come to the office as soon as you wake up."

"... ruined"

All the delusional women that flock to me have become Leopold.

"Can't you at least do it after breakfast?"

"The servants were cleaning up until dawn... so I'll prepare an early breakfast if I have to"

"No, let's not"

Sometimes I wake up early and slap a plate saying, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Let's just say we can do something nasty first.

"That's not necessarily a bad story."

When I stroke Celia's head with both hands, her set hair collapses and a small scream rises.

"You ever talk about Leopold calling me in and making me smile?

……

Celia is finishing her hair without saying anything.

Look at that.

Office

"Hi..."

"That was sneering news"

Rebecca was sitting there when she entered the office in a depressing mood...... I hear she was born to the lead intelligence officer as the Baron Emeritus.

"You've come a lot!

I held him tight and tried to kiss him, but he pushes his hand and he resists.

"What do you do all of a sudden!

"Dear Agil, please don't -"

All you have to do is pull my back up to Celia and give up.

"Ha-ha-ha... you like the same woman... I don't know what would be better for a Dimensional Torso like me"

"Is it a comfortable little ass to touch? I can't stop feeling puffy."

Rebecca, as she said herself, has few irregularities in her body, and her breasts cannot be confirmed from above her clothes.

His face is neat and above all, he doesn't accumulate a strong attitude and an occasional atmosphere of players to show.

Someday you'll lay it under me and make me whisper.

"I'll explain it to you from me because I can't get on with it. Earlier this morning, the security forces that were hitting the special security guard for the harvest tax haul confirmed the suspicious figure and claimed to be the Goldonian nobility where they captured him, so they took him here."

"You got caught again... it sure seemed the same the first time"

Rebecca looks away at first sight.

I knew you'd be ashamed to have a little red face.

Rebecca and I are working together for each other.

She, who has a strong appetite for birth, can show her competence to the king by the information she brings from me.

I know how far the kingdom knows about this one, and I can keep the secrets I really want to hide.

We didn't have to do anything sneaky to show him the information he needed.

"Wow, me and the intelligence officer in the kingdom, don't you always seem like an idiot just to bring back the prepared information"

Rebecca and I sometimes work together, but we don't call it a community of destiny.

It wouldn't be surprising if you sniffed around to see if there was any information that would favor your relationship with me.

Daitang, are you here to find out if the harvest that is the source of the tax on the kingdom has been deceived?

"Ugh... I wasn't expecting a guard to be out there even outside the city walls. Sounds logical. Street security should be good."

Myra's security forces have no jurisdiction.

If important convoys come because they can move around freely for as much as 10%, they may pick them up outside the city and a good distance away.

If we have any information on the suspicious, we'll chase them to the suburbs to find them.

"You may be rude, but I don't think you're a spy."

"... I am aware. I'm better at controlling it than working in the field."

Her ability to handle information is certain.

You can let the others use your legs to collect them.

"So, what did you want to find out? Maybe it's a question you can answer."

"First of all, it's about the captivity of the Orthodox Magrad, the chief Maximilian. The executions were carried out the other day, and His Majesty also said," Send unrelenting praise for the loyalty and achievements of Sir Hardlett ". I think the official words and rewards will be given to you by the Chief Executive, but first we will give you a brief report."

Then you should come with dignity, because I was watching the grain transport, and that would be the main purpose.

"Later… it's about the reality of this year's harvest"

Celia's face gets grumpy and I smile as I look at Rebecca's thighs coming out of her shorts.

Leoporto remains faceless and has not changed at all.

"I should have sent you a rough prediction in advance?

I let Adolf summarize her position as an intelligence officer, thinking that if she knew what the harvest was like on the southern border.

Of course, I'm going to take the price.

"Yeah, we need to see if this anticipation fits the status quo a little bit"

That's sad... you don't believe me.

You can trust me more because this is all I've done, but my clothes can be worn a little thinner.

Actually, Adolph should be sending it a little further down than the paperwork he gave me, but it's only a prediction, and I can count it wrong.

"It's impossible to be told to tally the taxes just collected right away. Some things are in transit from distant villages."

"Well that's... I guess so..."

This is a lie.

The tax collection mechanism put together by Adolf is fairly elaborate and the total harvest and the quantities carried as taxes are definitively tallied at the time of completion of the harvest.

At least one bag is immediately known, so the village chief cannot deceive or the taxpayer can twitch along the way.

"... ok. I'm going to believe this one this time."

Rebecca says that much and then shifts her gaze to her own thigh and stares at me.

He must have moved hard when he was stuck with one of the security forces, staring at his sweaty thighs.

"Ohon! Once I came to Rafen too, I just went home to see it. Then I will stay here for a while because I have no excuse for His Majesty. Of course, we're going to say that we're investigating in secret, so please don't go out with any other nobles."

"You're welcome. Please stay forever."

Rebecca loosened her expression slightly but quickly returned to her harsh face.

"I'm staying at the City Inn... so I won't give you the body so easily"

It's one of ours, I think you can let me in for a little while.

Rebecca sighs and drinks the prepared water.

"Instead, I'll tell you as much as I can answer any information you want."

Then there's something I've always wanted to hear.

"Your masturbation is." Sir Blaze, do you have an accurate picture of the situation in the Federation?

Leopold's asshole blocked my important question.

Rebecca is also responding to him without any questions.

How unreasonable.

"… are you saying that you already know that the question will come up? Well, that's not even a story you can hide. Unfortunately, neither do we have an intelligence network to the west of the Federation. It is therefore information that we have analyzed and selected from the merchant story… it appears that the Garland Empire has already proceeded with the Great Army to the Western Plains. The Olga Federation also integrates the Horsemen to organize the Confederacy, and there will be massive talks nearby..."

What Leopold heard was about the war between the Union and the Empire.

Already this information flies among merchants and is not uncommon.

I thought Rebecca, the head of the kingdom's intelligence agency, might have some other information because we're too far away to be able to intelligence.

"Don't you know how many?

"It's merchant information… we should also prioritize the blurring of disturbing elements in southern countries and countries. I don't have enough people or money to keep an eye on the end of the earth. I'm just trying to cross the federal border. I'm pretty sure it's not 100,000 units."

There was nothing novel.

Leoporto also sat down saying he didn't expect much either or "Really?"

I can see that, those are the eyes I lost interest in.

"Dealing with the Federation has not directly declined so far either. The price seems to be climbing, but I'm not a merchant. It's out of specialty."

Are you saying that the impact on Goldonia has been minimal so far?

I'm a merchant, too. Prices are out of specialty, call Adolf.

"The situation is fluid, but if I were to make a personal observation, wouldn't the current state of affairs continue within the two countries fighting in the western plains of the buffer zone?

Leoporto just nods lightly.

I'm sure you don't even think you need to ask her personal opinion, which isn't specific information.

He's a fool, even though he said that if you listen carefully, you'll have the chance to be one of them.

As for masturbation...... I'm sure you won't answer.

I can't help it, it's not very important, but let me ask you something.

"You might know that. also...... mon...... no writing......" it's monassi uncle "do you know about him and the nobles close to him?

Celia follows me quickly.

I'm sorry, I'm not good at remembering a man's name.

Those misfortune trinity nobles, they're not important, they're classified.

"Is it Uncle Monassi? Speaking of which, you were bordering territory west of Sir Hardlett. Because it's close?"

Rebecca's eyes narrow slightly.

I guess my relationship with him wasn't in her information.

"No, not at all. The name is vague."

Rebecca undoes her narrowed eyes.

"... Really? The Monashi were bureaucrats in the King's Capital for generations, but in the midst of repeated wars, they were given countenance and territory."

Skip the Viscount. It's a great place to be an Earl, but don't ask for a name for it.

"You're not as glamorous as Sir Hardlett or Military Director Radharde. There is more to the title and the president than the invisible, capable, ambitious, mediocre and loyal."

"His Majesty thought that even with a little bit of jerk, he would use the user-friendly."

"Unlike Sir Hardlett, it is a borderline not adjacent to troublesome areas. Honestly, it doesn't matter who did it."

That's a lot to say.

"You missed the point. Monashi Uncle, but it looks like he got a big territory and strained it and proceeded with the development of the territory. I'm not an ignorant man because I've had internal affairs experience as a bureaucrat..."

That didn't look like a success.

"I'm unhappy."

"Unhappiness? What? That's what it looks like!

I accidentally got the usual tone.

"If we cut through the woods trying to proceed with the construction of the road, we'll hit an oak nest and it'll be catastrophic"

"It's also..."

When Adolph, who was calling, shows his face in the office, he makes a frightened voice.

I got a weird pitch voice, too.

"There's a big one in the river that separates the two big towns, and if you bridge it, it rains heavily every few decades the day after it's done, and it runs with cannon water."

"Oh... my God"

I also get a pitiful voice from Celia.

"If you dig a well to open dry land, poisonous hot water may have erupted and all the crops withered..."

"Enough already"

If I hear any more, I'm going to fall down to this bump.

"Luck is important… weather and so on can't be helped by knowledge alone"

I agree with Adolf, there are things in the world that can't be helped.

Rebecca opened the notebook with a bitter smile.

"These are the two surrounding people, Viscount Bimbo and Baron Gokfin, but they also worship the land adjacent to each other at the same time. Somehow the three families had something to feel for each other, forming a small faction around Uncle Monashi."

Little influence or visibility in the Wang capital, he added.

"The two remaining are the nobles who were in the army, the ones who emerged from the battlefield's battle merits, right? … as unlucky as the Count is, they have no knowledge or experience of running a territory, so they feel strongly that they deserve it."

Celia, you're hiding behind me.

Misfortune is flying, Adolf Leopold, be our wall.

"Viscount Bimbo is a small lord with territory around population 3000 and a fairly large town. Initially, he was able to afford it financially, so he answered the people's expectations, lightened the tax, and repeatedly imposed it."

"At first sight, it's you, but you'll run out of funds soon."

Adolf tells me to throw up.

"Exactly. The merchant repeatedly told me that he could not lend any more and hastened to impose heavy taxes all at once."

Adolf, of course, makes a sinister voice.

"From light taxes to heavy taxes at once...... the impact on the people is greater than just raising taxes. That's the worst option to buy just disgust even though it's the same in total. Changing taxes is all at once when you lower them, and twitching is the rule when you raise them."

10 taxes to 5 and then 15.

In the end it would seem like a triple tax increase if you tried it on the people even though you only get the same income as usual.

"So of course?

"The merchants and the rich almost escape, and the only ones left are the poor, who can hardly take taxes or anything else. You think it's a day when the city is in decline, the crops are gone, the fuss is going on, and now every day it's a golden measure?"

I can't say it's my fault, but I guess I've had other bad luck.

"Baron Gocfin is even more miserable."

"Don't get weird listening to me"

"He said it wasn't just baroness territory and it wasn't that big a lot of land, he couldn't afford it originally... but he fattened well and discovered the best land for farmland"

Heh, that's good.

"So the baron said he moved the peasants who were pitifully farming the poor land to the land,"

"Hey, wait a minute, please. Migration means…"

Make the face that Adolf is incredible.

"As the word goes, he kicked them out of their original village and let them live on the land."

"Let me abandon the village I've lived in for generations?

"Yes, he thought it would be good to see people gasping in poor lands."

It's impotent, assholes have limits.

Doesn't this guy have anything to do with luck or anything?

"Still, the people are creating villages and fields. You must have literally struggled with the thought of dying. Apparently the Baron used to go for backup too..."

"You must have thought you'd done a good thing with a caged gaze of murder."

Okay, so far, it's an act of dumb lords and hard-working peasants... but you have an och anyway?

"Rooted by flooding before this summer......"

"I guess."

In the end, the emigrants fled simultaneously, involving their neighbors, saying that all that remained was the abundant earth and the deserted deserted deserted former countryside, which had been shaken by the floods.

"The Baron now has trouble eating, and there are rumors that his son is hiding his identity and making money. Anyway, Viscount Bimbo and Baron Gokufin both had a lot of children... they must have had more than ten children each"

That's pretty good.

Let's give it a little credit.

"But you know so much about the little nobles on the border."

With limited personnel and funding, why did you look into them in so much detail?

"It was suspicious of them at one time. He frequented the nobles and powerful people around Wang Du and his own territory, so he formed a party to do things wrong..."

"So in the end?

"I figured out I was running around asking for debt, so I cut the investigation off."

Hmm, it was a foolish but poisonless threesome.

I'm sure what I was so desperate for at the dinner party was going to be debt as well.

There seems to be nothing to pay special attention to.

"Sir Blaze, may I ask you something from me, too?

"What is it?

Adolf speaks to Rebecca.

She's going to be my girl, no other than talking about work.

"What does it feel like to harvest across Goldonia this fall?

"Hmm..."

Rebecca's expression hardens.

Unlike before, they can't talk that easy.

She lay her eyes down for a while and slapped a ton of desks before dropping one of her breaths.

"I won't tell you exactly. I'll just say [not good] as a whole."

I turned my back if I didn't say any more.

"No, I'm sorry you just heard it in the morning. Please take your time and go. Whatever you want to stay in my bedroom..."

"No, I'll find my own lodging"

Rebecca stood up uncontrollably.

I'll take care of Adolph, and then I'll give him a set of papers.

He was shaking his head for Christ's sake, but this is my call.

She answered this one honestly.

It's hard to deceive, and it's not for the future.

"What's this?

"The harvest predictions I sent you seemed a little old. The Home Secretary just brought me the latest information. It's richer than I expected."

Rebecca stares me in the eye.

He seems to be exploring the meaning of daring to give him real information.

"... let this difference be my weapon"

"Yeah, whatever you want"

I'd rather take her in deeper than save a little bit of tax.

If we take each other in as much as Claire dictates our destiny, we will no longer have strange belly searches.

And inevitably her small, less irregular flesh will be mine.

Adolph was grumpy when he was rendered pointless with the disguised books he had made at the corner, but I guess he understood what it meant to take her in, he had nothing to complain about in particular, and Leopold was nodding small.

Celia is upset that she doesn't mind watching me lick Rebecca's body.

"Well, now you're done talking about work"

As far as I'm concerned, I wanted to join you for breakfast, but Rebecca is on her way home if she's finished talking.

"I'm not going into or out of your mansion very dignified. I'd like to get out of the back door quietly if I can."

"Okay."

That would be more convenient for me.

When I carefully escorted her with a subtle hand around her waist, she honestly followed me, even as she was alert to whether her hand would reach up to her ass.

I want this body to be mine soon, but don't rush it.

I've had a chance before if I'm going to get it hard with force moves.

I just want to take away the virgin that melted her heart and protected her for 23 years on consent.

"Um, it's already the exit. That's fine."

Sounds like he was out of the back door into the garden at some point.

"Then say hello at the end..."

"Yes, sir."

I cuddle Rebecca, who comes with her lips together properly with her shattered face, twisting her tongue and beckoning her intense kiss.

"Mmmm!! Nnooooo!! Yes!"

"Gu..."

I wanted to say a loving goodbye, but my tongue was bitten and I was kneeled in my groin.

I handled it honestly.

"Apart from that and this! If it's a light kiss... I don't mind, but if it's going to be intense, please protect your manners properly. People might see it on a table like this. And if I get too intense, I..."

"My pants get wet?

Rebecca stares at me.

"Yes! Are you telling me to hide my little pants and find a place to stay?

"I'm sorry...... so don't be so angry, you wanted too much and couldn't see the front"

Rebecca looked surprised when she honestly lowered her head and apologized.

"The other nobles won't be able to imagine the sight of Sir Hardlett bowing his head to my flair, will they? You are under the impression in Wang Du that rumors have come to pass by walking alone."

That's because Rebecca's a woman and I'm after her.

It can't be a man.

"I'm on your side. You can count on me whenever you need help."

"I'm going to be drawn to bed for the price, so I'll keep it to myself."

He laughs and now he exchanges light kisses.

I wondered what an unpleasant errand it was when Leoporto called me in, but I feel refreshed in the morning.

This is going to be a good day.

The hunch wasn't off.

Mitty rushes in happy to relax in the living room after a late breakfast.

"Mother Dorothea sent me a letter."

Open the letter you received from Wang Du and go with care.

Alma and Chloe also seem to be like Dorothea's children, rushing to read together soon.

I'll leave as soon as I think Chloe and Alma snuggled up.

Funny, I knew Alma had been acting weird lately, but Chloe is also pulling herself away at random.

Is something wrong... well, nothing.

"Pete hasn't messed around in a month."

"You've got a lot of seeds this year from the garden twist."

"Is Moko going to stand alone and do business with vegetables... he's weak, but I guess he'll be fine"

There's a gap between Chloe and Alma, but the three of them are laughing when they read the letter in a fuss that they have to.

The only thing these guys who grew up with know, I just need to take a nap without sticking my neck in weird.

I guess the letter also contained words that cared not only about recent developments, but about the Mitties.

I wept and sniffed when I thought it was a nasty noise.

Sometimes it might be a good idea to say the right chores to these guys for use in Wang Du.

Three people who had finished reading to the end came here looking important to write to me.

"This is like a letter addressed to your husband."

Dorothea to me.

Is there any repairs to the mansion or is there not enough food?

I wish I could have told Sebastian, but she's disciplined. She doesn't hide everything, she tells me too.

When I look inside, my grin leaks out unexpectedly.

"Um, if you don't mind, may I ask what it is?

You must have seen my face and thought it wasn't serious.

You're right, there's nothing wrong with that.

"It seems Dorothea has conceived my child. He says he's pretty big already. Heh heh, I've got over 40 women pregnant."

"Hey, is your mother pregnant?"

Both Mitty and Alma are smiling.

But neither of them moved at all.

"What's the matter, all of a sudden stop"

……

Call and see but they both smile and stay still and don't respond.

Silence flows for a while......

"" Yeah, yeah, yeah!

The screaming of a woman for two echoes quite a bit in the head.

I don't care if you whisper.

"What is it!?

Look, Celia jumped in.

"Or your mother is pregnant!? Why? Your husband's child!?

"You seeded it on my mother!? It's already 44..."

Mitty and Alma grabbing at me at the same time.

"Then I'm a man and Dorothea is a woman. If you get close, add the delicacies and serve the seed juice. That way, you can have kids."

"That's not what I'm saying!! What are you going to do!!

"Mother held her big belly to Wang Du by herself...... oh my!

I lose the pressure of two girls and they knock me down on the couch.

Celia also watched with a smiley face as she guessed from the content of the conversation.

"... you have to be ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha to put in the delicacies. If I can't do that, I'm not a man..."

Speaking of which, Kroll is quiet from earlier.

I'm still whining about something with bumps.

"Anyway, this is a big deal! Alma, get me Mr. Melissa!

Something has become important.

I was going to help my kid as much as I could, but it wasn't making a scene.

"I think that's because Master Eigil is sowing seeds all over it. The truth is... it's a big deal."

"Is that what this is?"

"That's what it is."

They'll push right over you as you stroke Celia's head. Wait for the waves of women.

Chlor was still sinking down during that time.

"I can't even make kids anymore... No, I can't even satisfy a woman. Alma has been so cold lately that mine is useless..."

There's so much going on out there that I don't know.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 23, autumn.

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.

1,000 gold coins of property.

209 experience, 46 children who gave birth.