Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Long time no see. How about a woman then... gum"

He looked scared and blocked his mouth when he called on Eirich, who had been waiting for him, outside the sight of the king's capital.

"Don't say anything unnecessary!... Especially now, I don't know what's going to fall."

Don't exaggerate as much as you ate a woman.

I don't think it's that pure.

No, you're not.

Maybe there's a woman on this scene that Eirich is after.

Then I know I can't bring up the subject of women.

Looking around, one maid looks at Kyoton and this one.

He still seems young but has great flesh around his chest and butt.

I guess the imbalance with the child's face, which is also visible at first glance, softens.

I smile when I see Eirich.

"I know. Ha ha, I would naturally want that body."

"Probably not what Sir thinks. Don't talk weird with the king."

Heh heh heh, what is lightning cover? Eirich is also a novice.

The king called me while I was calling the maid to come next to Eirich for whatever it was I didn't care.

"Long time no see, Hardlett. The military commissioner has been busy."

"Long time no see, Your Majesty." "There are no duties that should take precedence over what His Majesty has called you."

The king sits on the throne as usual.

It's not that I've changed anything in particular, but I feel unspoken discomfort.

Are you in a hurry for something, or are you afraid of something?

It looks like when Celia is putting up with the bathroom.

I look pitiful and cute when I deliberately postpone the story, but I weigh myself because I persist for a week when I divulge it.

"Um, by the way, I think it was a little late to come to Wang Du."

Was it?

I think I made it because I flew for Dorothea's birth.

Besides, I don't remember when I went last year.

Well, let's apologize.

"I'm sorry. We should have come sooner..."

The king looks me in the eye and says:

"I heard you rushed into the city last night, but what happened?

You know me well.

It was no secret action, so I entered the city guard in the name of grandeur, but I didn't think the king would bother to grasp it.

You won't need to lie.

"As a matter of fact, we were surrounded by the Mansion of the King's Capital, and a pregnant woman noticed it, so we rushed."

"Is that a noble child? What house are you from?

Well, I guess it's where they usually say, "Keep him in good color," though.

"She was an orphanage in the city, so I don't know what's going on at home, but she's a pretty woman."

Then the king glances behind the throne.

Looks like Rebecca's the one holding back there.

I'd like to wave, but it doesn't seem like such an atmosphere.

The king finally smiled after talking to Rebecca about something.

"Um, was it? Always a good colored guy, if you don't keep him on track, she'll stab you one day."

The king laughs, as does the proximity and Eirich.

But the grin in the vicinity looks stiff somehow.

You have a different vibe than before.

"Beware, Your Majesty."

"Ha ha, I don't even think I can weigh in on a woman."

The king changed the subject.

"I hear the mountain erupted into fire in a dispute with Vandrea. I know it's going to be tough, but Vandrea and Altair won't be able to move anymore."

The king's voice, which is supposed to be speaking to me, gets a little smaller.

It's like you're telling yourself.

"Now is the time to concentrate on home affairs and strengthen the country. If you're going to attack me, I won't forgive you, but you don't have to be aggressive here. The most important enemies are the traitors. Find them and eradicate them..."

"Your Majesty? I'm sorry, but it's a little hard to hear."

The king looks up and makes a laugh.

"No, not particularly important."

The king tried to peek into my eyes again and made his expression tough.

"By the way, you had an iron mine in your territory, didn't you? They say it's growing in size year after year."

Are you still here?

Adolf told me you'd get stuck in there, too, and I'm not surprised.

It was surprising that the King asked me directly.

"Yes, we're also helping to restore the gear we lost on this expedition"

It's not a good idea to delude me, but I've been told many times to talk with the info saying this one lost gear.

This would be perfect.

"... um, where would your mine really be an iron mine?

"My name is?

I wonder what else to say besides iron.

Is there a mine that springs up even in a living woman?

The king looks anxious to see me confused.

"I heard something not going down. The Lord of the North made it look like a copper mine, so he mined gold. Besides, I kept the money secretly flowing to other countries."

Naturally, he killed the whole clan, but the king was angry.

"I don't think so. Then I'm going to ask the lord with the mine once and for all. Forgive me."

"I understand. But other than iron, I don't hear you say you picked something. I'll look into it if I have to?

If you say you really care, just ask Claire and it's one shot.

It's not particularly tough.

"No good! Don't go down... forget it."

The king swallows a cup of tea in a restless manner and comes back to ask questions.

I kind of got the feeling that they were interrogating me more than saying hello.

I don't look particularly surprised when I look at Eirich.

He's just looking at me and closing his eyes and nodding over and over again.

Do you want me to answer you very carefully?

"You think very few soldiers brought here? I heard your private soldiers will reach 10,000, but what are the other soldiers doing?

"The soldiers are also exhausted in the battle against Vandrea earlier, so those who can return it to their homeland are returning it. More mountain freaks have caused quite a few soldiers to lose their gear all round. I thought it would be a handicap to enter the King's Capital with a soldier with round hips, so I weighed myself down except for the offering."

The real deal is, if you move a soldier for nothing, it costs money, and I don't want to do it because it doesn't do me any good.

But I didn't lie.

The bow cavalry is mostly letting them return home, and it's not like they're still going over gear.

"Just in case it's confusing, we have to hand out security at the border with Vandrea as well. Sooner or later, we'll have border guards from the Royal Army, but we have to bribe Lord Hardlett's men."

Eirich gave me cover.

Then again the king makes a laugh and says, as if it were nothing.

"Right. That's right. As a matter of fact, a lord is planning a rebellion, and the rest has become insensitive to the treatment of private soldiers. Never mind."

"Huh."

Rebellion to the Dark Mine?

Gordonia's lost its enemies, but it's become a lot of noise.

"Anyway, I'm done talking. I have a dinner party scheduled for tomorrow night to gather the lords. We collect delicacies from all over the country, so you can taste them to the fullest. But maybe a beautiful dancer would be better off by then."

"Of course, Your Grace."

I felt the king laugh from the heart for the first time here.

At the end of the sight, me and Eirich line up to his office in the royal palace.

Pre-Construction is the coordination of Vandrea's situation and border security, but it's actually a reunion celebration.

……

On the road to the room, Eirich only talked about border security, which was supposed to be pre-construction.

If Leopold didn't ask me that, I wouldn't know.

Celia manages to answer, but Eirich doesn't mind talking unilaterally.

It was like not expecting a response from us, it was just a purpose to keep talking.

Then when he enters the office, Eirich informs the secretary of the important meeting and locks each of the doubled doors.

Further, he stopped by the window to make sure that the window was not open and exhaled.

"Well, I wonder what you were talking about."

"Oh... what a border"

I get a frightened look when I see Celia flickering.

I don't care about that.

Eirich leans back to his chair.

Was the earlier story still fruitless?

I get a little angry, so I turn my hand from behind and stroke Celia's ass.

"Huh!?

It's in front of Eirich, so you can't make weird moves. Celia stares at me with her face bright red while standing upright.

This is pretty good.

Inspired by a strange sense of conquest.

Stir up a glass of liquor offered by Eirich and sit across from him.

"Of course you can trust that girl you're always with?

"Absolutely."

If Celia cannot be trusted, there is no one in this world who can be trusted.

"Just in case, don't feel bad. If it leaks to His Majesty, it will be like this for me and you."

Eirich strokes his throat with his hand to tear it up.

But his eyes didn't seem to be joking.

"I can definitely trust Celia. than myself."

"Ha, ha!

Celia turned red happy.

Decided, let's pull Celia into bed today.

Eirich sees us like that and thinks it's okay, we move on.

"You look like His Majesty earlier...... what do you think?

It was a lot different than when we met before.

He seemed suspicious of me, and he looked like he was trying to get in a good mood.

The last laugh was as usual, but it looked like it contained appeasement emotions.

This is probably the one I felt the most, though there is a lot.

"His Majesty seemed scared and threatened by something"

Celia makes a slight face.

Eirich, on the other hand, said nothing, just nodded.

"Can you threaten me... I wouldn't be wrong"

There's no reason to be scared of me, and I don't know what the king is threatening me with.

"Your Grace is afraid of you."

"Huh? No way"

I didn't mean to scare you anything.

I remember desperately, but I've never shown my delicacies and intimidated them, and I don't remember trying to dig my ass.

"Your Majesty is afraid of me, too. Kenneth, the minister, even the maids who serve beside him are the object of fear."

I don't know what that means.

Regardless of a powerful man like Eirich or Kenneth, a maid or other king's voice would literally fly his neck.

It should rather be feared, and there is no need to be feared anywhere.

But Eirich continued with a dark face.

"The king has come running all the time. They've always found their enemies and fought to defeat them."

Indeed, since the king became king of Gordonia, it has been a war after war.

This will not be the case in times when there will be so many wars in a row.

A few hundred years from now, it must be a time for historians to speak with heat.

It doesn't matter because I'm not alive.

"But once you stop on your feet, fanaticism cools down, something you'll see around you. His Majesty, the king of the great Gordonia, is no longer on the offensive side, but on the defensive side."

Eirich has a distant eye.

I tried to stroke Celia's ass, but I'm listening strangely, so I'll stop.

"His Majesty used conspiracies and schemes to make Goldonia prevail. There are no enemies in the central plains who can already face Goldonia. The countries of the South are extremely confused, and Sturat can't be dead, old Magrad can't be washing blood with each other's blood, united and flying anti-flags here."

Check the windows and doors again.

"The traitor is executed by betrayal. The king is overafraid of betrayal."

When the king became king of Gordonia, he took his place by killing his brother, who was authentic.

It is a throne that has been built on betrayal since it took office.

"Is that why you're threatening me?"

The king has defeated his enemies one after the other.

But this time the enemy is inside.

I don't know you're the enemy.

"Are you sure you have enemies or something in the first place? You said some of them planned a rebellion."

"I can say that I defied His Majesty in the sense of breaking the rules and disrespecting the King's power. But not if he asks me if I've raised soldiers to defeat the kingdom."

If it's not white, it's not black.

It would be more of a delusion for personal greed than a mine disguise and betrayal.

I don't think we're talking about the king in particular.

"Honestly, I don't think there's anything disturbing in the country. What changed..."

"Is it only His Majesty"

Even though no one has seen it, will direct criticism hesitate Eirich to respond silently?

Celia was nervous about the unexpected flow of the story.

"Be careful what you say and do so as not to arouse doubt in His Majesty, too. Intelligence officers are flying all over the Wang capital, gathering snitches and rumors.... there would have been a woman behind the king earlier? That's the boss of an intelligence officer."

I know Rebecca very well.

I've been friends over my lips many times, and I've stroked my tight little ass and wet my pants.

I didn't think the letter would come much lately either, but he was climbing to a pretty good position.

"He's a low-ranking man, but if you can keep your eyes on him, even a high-ranking nobleman can do it."

I grumble abominably, because I am under His Majesty's command.

Apparently, Rebecca has been hated by the nobles for a long time.

If I stroke your ass, it would ring in a pretty voice.

"Either way, you stand out for better or worse. I'm telling you to be careful what you do to keep your eyes open."

"Okay."

I'll answer that and put it down, but there's no way I'm gonna be on Rebecca's guard.

In the first place, what happens when you're pushing a delicacy or stroking your ass and you're now more careful?

"Now, shall we have enough dark stories for one drink? We've got superb booze."

"I'll take it."

Eirich puts out three glasses and also lets me in for Celia standing beside me.

"Were you better off with milk?

"Nah!?

"Ha, it's a joke. Two men's liquor is fine, but it's painful. It's better if you have a beautiful woman."

I totally agree with that.

The two of us laughed when we saw Celia, who looked complicated, and sipped the liquor.

The story goes on from the story of the commander who stepped on Doji to the hilarious story of nobility, from the irrefutable curse against Kenneth to the carefree story of the woman, and ends up coming back to the story of the political army.

"The war between the Federation and the Empire is still going on."

My source in the Federation is Clara, she's already here, so I hardly know what's going on over there.

"It's true that the White Capital is under attack, and the Federation has been pushed in quite a bit."

The overwhelming power that overwhelmed their navy in the war against Magrad.

It was hard for Russia to believe that all those armies would lose streak like this, but the facts are facts.

"Yeah, I thought I was just settled here, too, but things seem to be changing again."

"The walls of the White Capital won't break so easily."

I remember once seeing the walls of the White Capital, more like a mountain than a castle.

If they are besieged and reinforcements cannot hope, the castle will fall sooner or later.

But knowing such military common sense didn't make it easy for the city to fall.

"Apparently, the Empire lost its breath after losing the White Capital."

"Is it cold?"

The cold weather in the Federation cannot be seen without experiencing it.

It is doubtful that the army of the Empire from the south can withstand that cold.

"I guess, but other than that, there's been a change"

Eirich pours more liquor into Celia's glass, which is already yummy.

Stop it, Celia, because you're weak and you drink in good shape.

"Goldonia is a friendly country of the Union. He also offered to send reinforcements through the ambassador at the same time as the war.... I didn't really want to send it, and I knew I couldn't help it."

That's right.

The Federation and the Empire are hitting over a million units of soldiers.

I don't think the 100,000 that Goldonia squeezed out or any of those soldiers will change the battlefield.

And it's going to be a tough expedition.

"That's the reply."

Eirich laughs and puts before me a big piece of paper with some gold leaf on it.

Celia tries to read it out but her tongue hasn't turned yet.

Go to sleep now.

"The point is," I appreciate your loyalty, but I don't need it. "" I can handle it myself. "" Who do you think I am? ♪ It says ♪

Me and Eirich laugh.

"Now that I think about it, the federal retreat had begun around this time. It was supposed to be a situation one soldier wanted, but I guess Pride wouldn't have allowed it."

From the point of view of the Olga Federation, we should only think about the degree of dependence of the border, such as Goldonia.

I guess it wasn't very possible to ask such a country to send reinforcements.

"Well I guess so. But what is change?

"This is it."

Eirich puts out another sentence.

"Over here," reinforcements are appreciated, "" but there's a distance, so I don't need soldiers to come over for six months, "" excellent commanders are welcome to come, "he wrote. I don't think you're from the same country."

"Isn't that all you can afford?

"It could be. But I think I've changed my mind. The Supreme Commander is the soft one. He's willing to use anything he can."

Stir up the liquor by saying it's because I do too.

"I can't say I can't send it now if they say so. I'm going to decide who I'm going to send with the king soon."

"Is it in the clashing white capital of a superpower? That's tough again."

It has nothing to do with me.

That's irrelevant.

"By comparison, our country is going to be at peace for a while."

Not necessarily.

Eirich and I stand up and look out the window facing west.

Celia, who was then upright, sat in her chair fluttered and powerless.

"You know there's a lot of insurgency, big and small, in the old Magrad, right?

"To the extent of wind rumors,"

In the former Magrad, the Governor's Office was placed in Kenneth's proposal, ruling in the form of a reversal of the previous ruling structure, that is to say, the nobility that had been lightly taken in the Magrad, to a key position.

The same thing is done not only to nobles but also to the people they receive, and taxes and systems vary considerably depending on where they live.

"Preferential people's taxes are considerably cheaper than in the Magrad era, and they are free to do business and travel"

That's great.

"On the other hand, taxes on people who are being treated cold are quite heavy, and farmers are even obliged to open up and work hard. I need permission from the Governor's office to do business... and that's all I get when I feel like it."

That's tough.

"Of course, even if it's just a place of dissatisfaction, in the territory of being treated cold, there will be an immediate revolt"

"I guess."

Eirich has a sinister face.

Are you not convinced by this method itself, or do you not like it because it was done by Kenneth?

"But their spearhead goes first to the closest governor's office than to Goldonia. And the governor's office will not use the Gordonian soldiers as much as possible, but will force the new rulers to send them out."

Life was better and privileged than ever if we tried to be the nobility of the new ruling class and its people.

Above all, there is also a sense of superiority that we stand above the others.

No effort will be spared to avoid losing it.

"It's easy once you let them argue. Gordonia will disappear from the eyes of those who were killed, resenting its former compatriots as their greatest enemies. Hatefully well thought out."

"This one hardly loses his own soldiers, and those in the privileged class will soften up and beat the rebellion."

Eirich nodded and added.

"If Goldonia had ruled directly, he would have lost his soldiers in frequent insurgencies, and the people couldn't even take a proper tax on all of them in the enemy. But now those who put it in the ruling class are aggressively taking up taxes. It's their land, because they know best what's going on."

It seems heartless but well governed to hear so far.

Where is the problem?

"Yeah, it worked out pretty well, but the rebellion got too big. The Governor's office alone is going to be a trick."

"And the Royal Army?

"Right. It could mean putting it in."

Reinforcements are reinforcements, but they don't seem very welcome.

Well, it's none of my business.

Yeah, it doesn't matter.

Once again, our topic will be undaunted. If you want to offend a woman for two, do you want a mouth and a hole from the front and back, or do you want a hole and an ass hole from a hug, and then open it up?

"Excuse me, then."

"We're going out!

I don't know where we're going, but come on in my arms.

"Oh, I'll see you at dinner again soon."

I lift Celia, who salutes her beautifully with a bright red face, and leave the room.

Few people are already in the royal palace, only the guards salute us.

Celia's unconscious back and forth, too, and let's just go home and throw her in bed.

Of course he chases me and I dive in, and the meat stick dives into her.

Hmm, that's weird... there's no respite for this.

"Thank you for taking so long."

I can swing at the voice I can call on my back.

It was Kenneth and the other one there, I don't know who it was.

I'd like to go home soon.

"Is this some kind of important meeting with the Military Director?

"Yeah, a lot."

Cover and hide Celia with a cloak with a bright red face.

"Hmm, the Military Director and Lord Hardlett will need close contact with our Royal Army."

If you think so, I want you to leave soon.

Celia's toilet gets closer when she drinks.

Experience should be the limit.

"Nevertheless, I, too, despise the Secretary General, would like to know very well with Sir Hardlett."

Okay, so I want you to do it again.

Well, Celia started pulling.

"He is a close friend of mine. This person will also discuss future policies…"

The man who was next to Kenneth in silence until now offered his hand.

Is he old in the late forties?

When I shook his hand, he looked at me with an eye that wasn't laughing.

I don't remember being intimidated by such an old man.

He comes with a strong grip on his hand with a smile on his face, so he leaks a groan when he grips it back.

"Can I ask you to have a meeting with the three of us at my mansion at a later date?

"Yeah, I don't mind, Chief Executive."

I wouldn't mind talking to you for a second.

Celia's about to leak again.

"Well, thank you. Sir Hardlett, Sir Beltz"

"... of course, but we have to talk to Uncle Neighborhood."

"I understand. Now if you'll excuse me."

I was finally able to get home with Celia in charge.

And who was that hostile old man?

Maybe he's buying grudges where I don't even realize it.

We have to be careful.

"Ugh, I can't do this anymore. It's leaking..."

"Be a little more patient, 'cause I'll be there in five minutes."

"When you're shaken up too much, ahhh"

Celia didn't make it, and while Alma woke her up in the middle of the night complained about it, she had to wash her pants and underwear and my cloak.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 24, winter.

Status Legend of the Border of the Kingdom of Goldonia Mount Big Lords and Eastern Great Lords Friends of Dwarves Friends of King Ares Heroes of Dragon Killing

Elf intermediaries

175,000 inhabitants, 550 refugees.

Important Cities Rafen 26000 people Lintblum 5000 people Vandrea Special Town 9000 people

7,000 troops.

Infantry 2850 Cavalry 850 Archer 500 Bow Cavalry 900 Light Infantry (not equipped) 1900

Reserve 3 000 (incomplete equipment)

15 cannons, 5 large cannons, 16 dwarf cannons.

(Special material cannons as dwarf cannons, newly manufactured cannons as large cannons)

Family

Alma (Angry) Nautia (in sightseeing)

Subordinates

Celia (leaked)

Property Gold Coins 19600 Staying Expenses (40)

402 experience55 + 555 children given birth