Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Biard Royal Palace Room

Negotiations with Yuno are over. The wounded soldiers are generally able to move.

It will be time to go home.

I might say something because it would be just ripped off by the kingdom, and most importantly, the women will be stubborn.

The loot was to be transported to my realm without being disposed of in malt, except for particularly stubborn objects.

Malts can hardly be said to be commercially prosperous, and even if there were anyone who could match the martial arts, it wouldn't be far short of Claire's ability.

"Plus if I leave all this talk to you, I'll hold her hard again. Hehe."

I offend Claire's little accustomed hole and Laurie's little hole by coming and going.

At the end of the day, you can let them kneel down and sprinkle seed juice all over their faces.

And let the women kiss each other with their faces full of yellow seeds.

"Lord Hardlett! My pants are gonna tear!

"Oops, why don't you"

I notice that Irigina pointed me out and my clothes are about to run out of thousands.

If I'd been left alone a little longer, I must have torn it and popped out.

But you're all looking at me because I say it in a very big voice.

There's plenty of Celestina's servants here.

"Hawa..."

The royal palace maid who went through the scene was also looking at my groin and circling my eyes.

Pretending to fix the position and deliberately popping the head of the delicacy, he screamed a small scream and hid his face but watched closely from the gap between his fingers.

That girl is going to be accepted if she forces herself.

Let's remember.

"Yes, Lord Hardlett! Your Majesty Celestina was calling!!

"Right, just right"

I have to tell her it's time for me to go home.

Shall I stroke even one of your heads?

I headed to the throne room to meet Celestina, but according to the maid, it's not here.

Then I asked him if it was a meal, but he didn't.

And we headed ahead......

"Bath?"

"It is."

Me and Celestina take a leisurely bath together.

Sure better this way.

If you exchange ministers between the thrones, you'll need a tough thank you.

"Ha hoo... it feels good ~"

Celestina comes in the hot tub with her back between my legs.

And look at this one. Nicole and cheeks, let's have a pretty hug.

"Funya."

Of course, her little back has a male root pressed against it, but sometimes it's warm and it only drips softly.

I'm not the kind of beast that craves little Celestina.

"Is your brother leaving already?

"Oh, you got it"

I shrug hot water in a bucket and stroke my head over Celestina's nose.

"The soldiers made their way home. And the bread was packed."

I see, did you spot it in your food packing?

I'll give you a compliment and you'll have a full laugh, oh you're adorable.

But the sun's grin clouds.

"You saved me this time... I wonder if my concubine is a bad king after all..."

"It's not Celestina's fault. They beat me up."

It was impossible to cross with Vandrea in Malt's national power.

Of course, a true king would have to do something about it, but I wouldn't say that.

I hope you're in my hands for a while, I'll protect you.

"That's why I want to thank my brother a lot. But if the concubine offers all kinds of things, the people will be in trouble."

That's what Celestina stands up out of between my legs.

"So why don't you take this?

My legs open gently and I don't hide them with my hands.

I could see all of her immature body.

"Celestina?"

"This body belongs to a concubine, and it doesn't bother anyone."

Apparently she intends to offer a young body as a thank you.

"I want you to put your brother's fat in here, just like Monica"

Celestina spreads and shows with her own hands a beautiful main muscle with no hair or meat protrusion.

I could really see the little hole, the little meat beans.

"Hmmm..."

If Celestina was about thirty ripe women, she would have slapped down a meat stick without words.

But she's too young.

I still messed with my genitals with my fingers and on the contrary made them touch and lick meat sticks.

To that extent, it's a little play, but if I insert it, I feel like I'm going to fall into the same childhood hobby perversion that Andrei did.

"I appreciate the sentiment. I'll hold you if you say no when you're a little older."

Grab Celestina's little butt as I say and pull her closer, mouthing her genitals.

"Ah! Your brother's tongue is inside..."

"Now...... Now that's a good one"

The caress on her mouth lasted until Celestina sprayed the tide cutely and let it go up.

Give Celestina a break before walking in the royal palace.

"Ah!"

It was an earlier maid who raised her voice.

Not to mention the little girl, she caressed her genitals with her mouth until she was at her peak, so there's a lot of excitement.

And the maid in front of me is interested in my delicacies.

In other words, the interests of both parties were in agreement.

"Do you have a minute, if you don't mind?

I'm going to look at this one like I'm in trouble when I approach the maid.

"You're adorable. Come here."

I gently held my hips and brought him into the guest room.

"Ha... what are you going to do?

"Were you interested in this?

Take her hand and let it touch the delicacy from the top of her pants.

"Hi-ko, I'm in trouble!

"It's okay, I'll be nice."

The woman falls back when I approach her with my pants loose.

But I wouldn't scream, and my gaze was nailed to my groin.

After all, she wants my specialty.

"Ahhh."

Finally, her back hits the wall and she crouches down with Henahena on the spot.

At the same time, my male roots were freed from my pants.

The meat stick, which was getting bigger because of her initial reaction, popped up momentously, plundering her face and slamming the wall with a dong.

This is my last confirmation as I stroke her hair, trembling.

"Won't you be my woman?

Once I pull the male root back and move it closer to the maid's face.

"Ah... ah... big... because it's big... na, it will be. Mmo!!

The maid opened her mouth and slapped the meat stick.

All right, this woman is already mine.

Then the maid became one with me, and she took plenty of seeds into her womb and became my woman.

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Goldonia-Vandrea border

"Ma... no way this is happening..."

Baychek couldn't believe the sight in front of him.

The soldiers around him also opened their mouths so much that their jaws were about to fall.

"I had no shadow or shape when I scouted in the summer..."

A stone wall stood five meters high before they stopped and looked.

That doesn't have a potun and a small fort either.

Several fortifications line up, with walls of the same height connected between them.

"Such an idiot... a fortress... am I dreaming"

After the demise of Triea with Vandrea, we weren't just watching south of Goldonia.

The reconnaissance of the border zone had been repeated many times, with confirmation that no positions or fortifications had been built at all.

The fortress is something that will be built over time next year, which is why this invasion was judged to be at least as easy to break through without defense in the border zone.

"It's not even on a scale I'd overlook...... was it used by magic? Or really make it up in a month... no, you can't."

He stopped thinking any more.

There's no point in saying it's impossible or worrying about it.

Because the stone wall is in front of us now.

On the wall, a Goldonian soldier caged in a fortress is staring at this one and raising his voice.

There will already be an emergency transmission in Rafen as well.

Moreover, even the cannons that smashed to Baychek's fate glanced at his face.

"I knew the odds were thinner than the original."

Beneath Beychek is reinforced with 10,000 soldiers at the core of the survival of the invading army that once commanded it.

Numbers alone are more than before, but quality is untold.

Survivors tend to see themselves being thrown away as pawns, and most of those added were inmate troops sent in for government criticism, breaking the law, and punishment, with the lowest level of proficiency and morale.

"If the main force was still in the malt, I would have pushed it all the way to Rafen."

Of course, as soon as the cavalry is back in earnest the main enemy army will be caught up.

But if we cut the troops apart on a small scale, put them on throwaway pawns, and move on while we hold them back, we might trace them first.

I knew it was impossible, but there was no other possibility of a Rafen attack.

"But it's over..."

Baychek held his head.

This operation is above all about speed.

You have to run even as you instantly kick through a small enemy.

A bunch of artillery cannons lined up on solid walls, not so much as to say soaring in heaven...... would be very hard to drop for a breath.

This time there are no siege weapons in Baychek's army.

That's the only way to get in on a ladder.

"... that's it for me, too? I have no choice but to run back."

Running away here will not change Baychek's fate.

It would have been better to fight and die if I had climbed the death row myself.

One man retains it when Beychek tries to issue an order for a power attack.

"Comrade Baychek, give me a moment. Fast forward."

"Comrade Cassano...... but we just have to move on. We don't have time for this."

The man's name is Cassano, and he is the man who puts together the Prisoners' Troop and will once and for all be Baychek's men.

"It's not like the stone walls are lined up across the border. The moat and fence are the only places on the hill and the cove."

Beychek shook his head once and kicked out his pessimistic thoughts and became calm.

"I see... it certainly is. Didn't you have time to fix the terrain in a hurry?"

"Especially over there... cannons and arrows from the fort away with the hills in the way should be hard to reach"

Light returns to Baychek's eyes following the tip of Cassano's finger.

"All right... let's aim over there and move on to the total offense. If we can break through all at once, we'll have a live path!

It would be foolish for 15000 to concentrate in narrow places, enemies would be easy to protect and sacrifice more.

But still, there seemed to be a far better chance of winning than storming a stone fort lined with cannons without thought.

Baychek calls out loud to one unmoraled unit right now.

"Everybody listen! You will be aware of your fate. [M] And I'm destined to be just like you. But don't give up! If we win here, our country will review us... and we will open our way to victory!

I'm not exasperated.

But the soldiers realized it was the only possibility, and forced them to scream like strange voices.

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Border Fortress (?

"The enemy will storm the pieces of the wall!

"Heh, the basin place?

Tristan replied with a cup of tea in the formation stretched behind the walls of the castle to the scream of the watch.

The start of enemy attacks is the most tense news for soldiers.

But Tristan replied, "Are you ready for dinner? It was a tone to the extent that I said."

"Yes! The enemy appears to be concentrating their attack on point one."

"You've got someone who can see the whole thing right."

Tristan stands up with tea set aside unfortunately.

And a sigh of relief.

"It's good to see it right. That's the only defense I had. If I came to the whole place with force, I'd have to run away."

I sigh and see the walls soaring in front of me.

"It's an awesome board..."

"I'm glad the wind didn't blow. If you fall, it's a joke."

The stone walls blocking the border zone, whose identity was a thin slab.

It was the identity of the fortress that appeared at the border, simply by placing dirty, coloured plates in line to be visible in stone and gently anchoring them to the ground with piles, with oblique gripping bars so that they could not be seen from behind.

"Be careful not to let the watchman fall."

The fort is, of course, stretched out and only walled.

He climbed the soldiers by putting up a platform where he could walk only a few steps to the side, and even made it look as if there were many soldiers on the wall.

"You struggled with height"

I tried again and again looking from the outside because my legs seemed to be tucked into the wall or unnaturally high.

"Now if the enemy had stormed the wall, it would have been a real bone break. If they hit me with a hammer, they'd all fall."

"And then I had to run away."

"We've got a plan behind us... but this development is the easiest. Oh, good."

That's when a clustered number of screams rise from the other side of the wall.

"Looks like the enemy's head has fallen into hidden digging."

"Mm, I'm laying straw at the bottom of the moat, so let's light it. Be careful the walls don't burn."

More than a few times more screams and more smoke.

Further, the archers fired arrows one after the other.

"The walls are well made to look like stone... but I might be able to if they get too close. You can shoot artillery guns for intimidation. How many gates were there?

"There are 10 cannons that can't be fired because they burst, and 10 cannons that can be fired in the meantime, although the direction of flying is eye-catching."

"I brought all the defects together, but the outfit is a big deal."

All the decently operational cannons were taken by the main force, so all that was at Tristan's disposal were defects, but he had no intention of defeating the enemy with cannons in the first place.

"It's another circular for everyone. If they find out the secret of the walls, they can all run away. I don't fight for nothing and I don't die. The regrouping point is telling us, right?

"Yes! I am thorough with everyone"

Then Tristan sat back in the chair again, saying it was good.

"Hey, say the border with Vandrea is narrow. Exactly 2,000 people can't protect it. If you don't want to be hit, you can do whatever you want, but if you don't let them through, they'll have to narrow it down for you."

As the sword trident and the soldiers continued to scream, Tristan merely sat down and listened to reports from the watch as he read the book, occasionally giving simple instructions.

"Hey... you know what I mean without ever answering?"

"But it's working. The enemy hasn't taken a step forward."

The soldiers looked at Tristan with a flashing face.

"Let's see if allied reinforcements come or we can all fight to keep our enemies from dying until they realize the secret of the wall"

The slow and prolonged voice of the battlefield continued.

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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

11260 troops.

Border Guard 1960.

[]/(n) main unit/

Infantry 5550 Cavalry 850 Archer 1000 Bow Cavalry 1900

Thirty cannons, ten large cannons.

6070 Property Gold Coins Liberty's Co-operative Fund (+5000) Loot and Soldier Rewards in Aggregation

230 Experience 48 + 555 children given birth