Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

I'm going to negotiate with the surrendering enemy commander myself.

I tried to get Leopold to do it, but the enemy commander designated me.

"There's not much to talk about. The battle in Malt is over if you are the main team. I have nothing to say to you if you hand over all your weapons and return to your country."

You can do it with force moves because you have no power to resist the enemy, but you can also think of enemy soldiers who have fled and scattered to work looting in the villages.

I'm sure the vast majority of the guys fled to Vandrea's side, but some of them would have gone in the wrong direction.

That's fine if you leave the malt as manly as you can.

"... it's the result of losing the fight, definitely not. But you guys think you can just do this?

The commander who says Baychek or something sends a harsh gaze.

"It is only natural that we, Mort's prostitutes, should defend our country."

"You don't have to play bad, Sir Hardlett. And don't make disgusting backs."

Hmmm... I was talking in my back voice with my helmet on, but it didn't make much sense.

"We're not going to do anything to Vandrea. We just need you to get out of our land and fight with Altair."

But when you get here, I'll let you through with my back voice, even if it's mean.

... The laugh you hear from behind the tent is Christophe, I'll kick your ass later.

"... well, thank you for not treating us unyielded. But you will soon be rewarded."

That's all I said. Beychek stood up and called on the surrendered Vandrea soldiers as well.

"Everybody disarm and move. Tell those who have fled to return to their ranks."

Besides, Beychek pulls out the sword and the short knife that was hanging on his hips and throws them at my feet.

You'll say you agreed to disarm as promised.

You're a pretty disciplined guy.

"I hope I don't see you next time."

I'll admit its cleanliness and give you one last call.

Back voice, though.

Vandrea soldiers and command personnel who missed the battle walk south in weakness with a complex look of defeat and life saved.

Behind that, our army continues slowly.

"Reports from the watch say there's no strange behavior."

"You weren't the kind of guy who'd do that."

The only reason we followed was to monitor whether they were going back south in earnest, but the main purpose was to tell the occupied villages about the victory and prepare for Vandrea's further invasion.

"With 10,000 troops destroyed... is there an immediate next?

Celia says as she lines up a horse next to me to block Myra.

"It will be possible. Vandrea has more than 120,000 soldiers. Depending on the Altair situation, there might be 20,000 or 30,000."

It was Leoporto who answered.

If it's 30,000, it might be a hassle on its own.

"Can we prevent it with our existing forces? Of course you can protect Biard."

"I can."

"Huh?"

Myra was also an amazing instant answer.

Great, I'll give Nina some hell of a nasty clothes next time.

"The malt is a large barn zone as you can see, and the point is the plain. Here we can fight in favor of more than a few, with a higher specific weight of cavalry. A bow cavalry whose enemies can't hold more can fight almost unilaterally if they don't target a decision."

A bow cavalry can use its skill to fight in a unique way if it assumes that the battlefield is a complete plain.

The point is, you just have to flee while shooting unilaterally from a distance.

Range is archers, mobility is impossible to catch up with them in the plains of the cavalry.

The troops chased will be unilaterally slapped by them who can make accurate shooting while moving.

"For some reason there are numerous fortifications within Malt. In addition to playing in cavalry, if you can use these to retreat while defending against war, your enemies will reach the offensive limit before reaching Biard."

Yes, there's a fort if you do it along the street, too.

Although it has mostly become a place for the guards to relax.

"More worrying than that… Vandrea comes directly onto our territory. Because there's more to it than just being noticed who we are. … you know that fighting with Goldonia is a foolish thing to do, but people can sometimes outburst with emotions alone."

Leoporto sees me as a chill.

I see Myra as a chill.

"In that case, about three weeks before the Royal Goldonian Army rushes, the soldiers left behind may be forced to the disadvantage..."

"Ma, you'll be fine."

That's why I didn't mobilize all my bow cavalry, and there's Tristan.

Because it's a story where he has to work for the main price and the meal cost.

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Southern Mort-Vandrea border in a few days.

"Leoporto is bad"

"I don't know."

Nearly 30,000 troops appeared in exchange for arriving in the border zone and escaping to the south with quiet cheers from the prisoners who were moving forward.

"You've got 30 grand to spare. That's why you're really out. I wish I could have told you there were 300 of us."

"I can't believe it's so quick... it won't be long before the invading troops report that they've been destroyed"

Myra is also quite surprised.

Certainly a hell of a response speed if you think the next one came out knowing the defeat of the squad.

"In any case, the battle will be inevitable. Fight here or while using the fort as planned"

"We have to do it here."

If I had had more time to spare, I would have been able to evacuate the villagers and fight safely while retreating, but it is too late now.

The delightful face of the daughter of the village she liberated yesterday comes to my attention.

Of course, it has nothing to do with you putting your virgin daughter through it.

"Reckless from the front to triple enemies, though?

"I'll do it in the night raid"

Leoporto looks around in silence.

Spread on one side is the wheat field after it has already been harvested.

"Can you do that?

"It's safer while retreating."

"It's not a question of whether it's dangerous or not. Can you destroy enemies in a night raid?

Leoporto put down one breath and ran out clearly.

"I can do it. If you succeed, you will have a piece on you in one battle. The devastation of malts is also minimal"

Malts are like my protectorate, so to speak, territory, so I have to protect them.

Tell me about the operation.

"Where is enough for 30,000 to camp..."

It's going to be an interesting fight.

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For the record.

"Long time no see, Brunhilde."

"Not at all. Have you forgotten your mission to give blood to your concubine?"

Brunhilde, who welcomed him into the room, was crowned with a muscle on his forehead.

She and I had promised to make her suck blood about once a week, but she didn't like the fact that she flew several times on a trip.

I kept it to myself for once.

As I approach to get in a good mood, I come silently with my hands stretched this way.

He said to kneel down and kiss him.

"Mmm..."

"Mmmm......"

After about thirty seconds of kissing, the expression only soothes a little.

"Um, I'll smoke plenty today, so be prepared."

"Yes, please don't faint."

We joke and laugh and take off our clothes.

Pre-Construction is to keep blood off your clothes, but the real thing is so that you can move straight to the act of messing with your genitals.

Is blood sucking directly linked to libido or is it mostly torn when they suck blood while wearing pants?

Brunhilde doesn't put it on his face either, but he seems quite excited. He often forgives me for doing anything after he sucks blood.

We got naked, we went into bed, and I put my head on Brunhilde's chest, which was also stuck in a pillow.

I feel Brunhilde's small but soft chest on my neck.

Eyes glowing red and rotten at the blonde hair and blood hunch dripping from her peeking into my face...... I get so excited I can't help it.

He stood up and went when the delicacy swelled even though he had not touched it.

"But how much the Lord's delicacies grow... I don't suppose I'm going to be a man root human being"

"Oh, hey, don't lighten up."

The delicacies are a little bigger again.

"No praise! It's good, it's been a long time... I'll have it."

Her fangs ripped through the meat as it hit her neck muscle.

I have quite a bit of muscle around my neck, but for vampires, that's the same thing.

"Gu..."

I get a little voice in the pain of being eaten through meat.

Brunhilde says nothing but stops me from teeth.

"Don't worry about it. The delicacies are getting bigger too, it feels good."

"Hmm."

The vampire wraps my shoulder around from behind with his arms and pokes his fangs at once.

A moment of intense pain and the irresistible pleasure that follows.

"Whoa!"

Brunhilde doesn't care either because the sperm erupted alone from the meat stick that was erect but it is a good thing.

Even if I know, you don't look good to ejaculate just because a woman sucked you in the neck.

"Mmm..."

You must have understood my thoughts, Brunhilde grabs my specialty with her hands as she shifts her body and sucks blood.

"Ngu... Hmmm... very..."

Brunhilde's exhalation on his neck muscle and a strange feeling of his own blood spilling out.

She drinks a lot more blood than usual, as declared.

It's like sucking and killing, but I believe in her, and if she sucks and kills me, I think that's the last thing that suits me.

I don't want to die until I see Lucy again, though.

Blood sucking continued for a while and my fangs fell out where I started to think I was feeling a little anemic.

A strand of blood drips down his neck muscle but he holds it down with a towel before falling into bed.

After vampires suck blood, for some reason, they don't bleed as much, and then they stop right there.

"Oh... it's still delicious... not the best blood... sorry you drank a little too much"

"No, it's never been this far."

Brunhilde smiles and says he wipes his bloody mouth elegantly.

"I wonder if the figure is just big and there's a lot of blood. A normal man would've sucked it to death."

I wonder.

But I'm interested in the rest.

"So... can you reward me for giving you a drink of blood? As usual."

Looking back, he turns his hand on Brunhilde's shoulder and tries to push him down to bed.

It shouldn't work like a rock no matter how much force she puts into it unless she's riding.

"... color madness would be great if you gave me that much time. Now vampires eat people, huh? Isn't your lord scared?

"Does this look scary to you?

There is also a bite on the neck muscle that pokes a delicacy in front of her that has been in full erection for a long time.

"... isn't it thicker than the concubine's leg... the oak or the lord"

Whilst complaining, Brunhilde is knocked down by the colors and the bed as she is pushed by me.

For some reason, she rarely refuses to ask me.

"Get it wet. It's too big for a concubine's body.... It hurts a lot."

"Oh, open your legs"

Open Brunhilde's thin legs wide and mouth the garden in the middle.

Beautiful holes are like no sign of being used.

This hole will keep you licking all day long.

"Ah... well... hmm. Squeeze the beans well..."

Brunhilde's hole floods well when he caresses with his mouth as he is told.

"Come on, don't smoke this!

Brunhilde resists with her hands on her head as she sips the overflowing love fluid freshly.

I like her juice because it smells good.

"It's time... okay"

"Um, put it in slowly. Don't forget to call yourself a fucking Decamara."

Open Brunhilde's legs to the limit, and point her hole with a delicacy that has become so massive that she feels the weight herself as to cling to the flexion position.

Slowly... slowly... right.

"Ah, big, we're going to expand. I knew it was big..."

I get more excited about the colorful voices...... slowly.

"Mmm... think about the painting that rides on the concubine. Whatever you think... Gu... you're an orc who offends the girl you want."

Slowly......

"No! I don't like being fucked by an orc like this! Help me, I'm gonna get pregnant!

... I can't stand it anymore.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Uh-oh, that hurts! I said my crotch's smashed! Stop it, you idiot!!

I stopped being impatient with Brunhilde's provocation and I stuck my hips out slowly.

The meat stick is wet but still narrow, pushing her hole wide open.

I was going to be nice, but my hips move on their own.

Hit her hard from the top to crush her with the bed and my own body.

"Brunhilde! Oh my Brunhilde!

"Duh! Oh, my goodness! Consider the difference in size or the hole can be torn!!

My hips are slapped on Brunhilde's little ass and the sound of dosdosdos and meat sounds.

At the same time her thin bright white belly rises as my hips move.

Her little hole spreads to the limit and pushes her belly up, and she sees a delicacy raging in her body.

"I love Brunhilde!

"Do as you please! Cut it out or I'll put you down!

That way, he flips her over and turns back, grabs her hips and pokes her further.

But I couldn't help but change my position, which caused my specialty to fall out.

"Ku... I'll put it back in soon"

"Wait! I'm hitting a different hole. Hey you're lying...... piggy oh!!

The flesh stick feels painful due to the strong tightening of the merimeringue.

I got it in my butthole by mistake, but both holes I use for love... trivial.

I use my hips just as violently without worrying.

"How dare you rip my ass. It's just awesome...... it still swells! Let me tell you it hurts, asshole, idiot, giant root! Mala husband!"

"Excellent...... Brunhilde's ass is awesome!

Stick to her as she kisses her back to neck, touching her to rub her thin chest.

An act that could cause you to get hurt if you were abusive and made other women... but I believe Brunhilde would take it.

I get a slight but similar vibe from her.

Is it because I'm still a vampire?

"The meat bars are trembling, aren't they? It's time to pull it out. I won't allow you to put it in my ass."

"I'd like to get it out there..."

"Never! Never! You're telling your concubine to spray seeds off her ass?

Brunhilde never gets pregnant with a vampire and her injuries heal quickly.

However, the sperm that was punched into your body does not disappear, so if you put it in your butt, it will naturally erupt from the exit.

That's what her pride won't tolerate.

"I don't have a choice. Can I pull it out just before?

"That would be good. Taste the concubine's body to the top."

Sweet to your words, he desperately waves his hips, increasing his excitement as he savors the intense tightness of her butthole.

"Oh tighten up well. It's the best ass I've ever had."

"Well, it's not as tight as a human hole that loosens quickly."

The meat stick began to tremble.

"Brunhilde is beautiful... I'm happy to have such a good woman"

"Naturally."

The balls start to move.

"I'm about to leave."

"You can take it with your face."

Having fixed his mood with words during the affair, Brunhilde rarely gave me permission to put it on his face.

But I still want to put it in her anus.

I never pull out at the last moment and ejaculate into my butthole with a disappointing hug and growl in her ass.

Brunhilde, who noticed my aim in the motion, speaks up, but it's already too late, and the seeds are flying out.

"Whoa!

"Ah! You let me out in this one! Ahoy!!"

A bumpy, dirty noise rings and Brunhilde's belly swells away.

They curse me sporadically, but if you really don't like it, one fist bone will blow me to the door.

I mean, you admit it... I'll let you go inside until the last drop.

"Ooh... Ooh... I'm still out... I'm out"

"... you can do whatever you want back and forth, you can end up in the butthole... I'm ready"

After a long and long ejaculation, I try to fall into Brunhilde and breathe roughly.

On the other hand, she was staring at me silently.

Well, I'm pretty angry.

"... let's screw this one off. Get things out."

If we don't get in the mood, we may run out of delicacies.

"I feel safe holding Brunhilde. It smells smooth and... calming"

Tell him to sweeten up and bury his face in his thin chest, cheeky.

She looks like a child but seems vulnerable to being sweet.

……

It wouldn't have worked, another push.

There are words like sugar that sweeten her all at once.

"I love you... sister"

"Hey, hey!?...... ohon"

A softer breath erupted on my head.

At the same time, the killer vanishes in an instant.

"It's totally full of figures and mala... like a child. I had no choice, brother."

Brunhilde's hands came around the back of his head and hugged him gently.

This one was a gentle hug that was reduced to the max to avoid pain.

"You can't have a concubine without such a boy."

I feel a little guilty, but now let's just say I enjoy this tenderness.

Blood sucking and sexual activity are over, and we have a peaceful time in our midst.

Brunhilde's lying on her back. She's on my chest plate, but if I make her tell me, she's doing it with a hug.

"I won't forgive you if I ask."

And my ears are plugged.

I hear her ass hole just made a dirty noise earlier and she's throwing up my sperm.

"You prank boy, next time you do it, you'll be punished."

I get my nipples twisted with a completely unwilling look and voice color.

"Stop it...... it makes me feel better"

"Hmm, a punishment that scattered my concubine's body. Perhaps."

There's nothing I can do about being taunted with my nipples and even sweeter bites with pointy teeth.

The meat stick rises again and pushes up the thin blanket that was worn all the way up to the waist.

She laughs niggly and then dives into the blanket.

"Do you even talk to me?

"... I just wanted another bite of blood because of the rampage"

No way. I try to wake up my body, but I can't move because I'm held back by a hell of a force.

"Hehe, I'll take it"

I can't see in the futon, but I get pointed fangs on the meat stick.

I grab a pillow in case of a shock to come.

"Cancer!"

"Whoa! Whoa!

As expected, Brunhilde stuck his fangs deep into my meat stick.

The shock erupted something I didn't know was fine or juice, and the momentum made the blanket jump.

"Phew, the blood you drink from the meat stick is also B's. Nevertheless, your rod was stiffer than your neck... and your concubine has lived for hundreds of years, but I've never seen anything like it."

"Oh, that's... whoa... good... whoa!

"Hehe, after you smoke, I'll lick you slow, so look forward to it, brother"

Brunhilde only makes his expression a little harsher after saying it with a loose face.

"And concubines don't like to be peeked at. Doors and upstairs!

The sound of a dotan and something hitting the door, and a bumpy run...... three or so.

You must be Nonna with the samurai... because you watched me swell my cheeks to bring Brunhilde in.

And when it comes to peeking from upstairs, there's nothing but Casey.

(Wow, wow, wow)

I could see Casey flying out of the window in a hurry in the wind.

Come home by dinner.

"The Lord keeps moving away from us. It's not just the deceased, it's the fish, the snakes, the evil flowers, whatever the hell they are."

They're all cute, my ladies.

But flowers? I don't remember putting that down.

"It's not about the concubine."

After that, when I was served with Brunhilde's little mouth, I was supposed to empty my balls.

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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

163000 inhabitants Important cities Rafen 24000 Lintbloom 4500

Army 11650 (Territorial Standby Infantry 2000)

Infantry 5800 Cavalry 900 Archer 1000 Bow Cavalry 1950

Thirty cannons, ten large cannons.

1070 Property Gold Coins

228 Experienced 48 + 555 children given birth