Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Within 15000 the Royal Army will return 3000 to Odros to escort the prisoners and lead the remaining 12000 towards the support of the Viceroy's army.

Coupled with the Viceroy's army, even if the numbers are slightly reduced, there will be no delay.

"If you're stuck in such a small base, you can't attack Carudia without reinforcements."

and Leoporto and Tristan also say.

"If the chief goes, he'll kick his enemies right away!

Gido makes a rare and bright shout.

But it was not even hot from the sunburned healthy forehead, but there was sweat.

……

"You shouldn't offend the people's daughters! You can't just put it in the back of your throat."

Celia and Myra, and then they're uncomfortable under Irigina pressure.

Not yet.

"I'm gonna give Marin back to her husband and tell her everything's going well."

We talked and said there was nothing there, so the couple's relationship could get worse.

"You're not going to make it!

Myra will stick me in.

"Who would believe there was" nothing "supported by a missing hip while exposing a neck full of mouth marks"

Celia goes on too.

"I'm in front of my husband, and I turn my face bright red." Can I see you again? Didn't you hear? My husband was beating the ground with regret!

I guess so.

"And at the end of the day, I said," Thank you. It was fun, "until I kissed you in front of my husband."

"And she said," I felt good enough to rise to heaven. ""

Well, don't worry about the details.

"Isn't it time you saw the enemy stronghold more than that? Preliminary information said it was just a small base."

Would it have been rather fortified to say that they had defeated 10,000 Viceroy troops?

Or do you mean there were more than 5,000 soldiers?

"Limited information from the decree prevents us from building an operation. You need to know the situation directly."

Which way to set up the operation is Leopold or Tristan, so I'll leave it to you.

Eventually what I saw was black smoke rising into the sky.

Apparently, they fought hard.

"Looks like the Viceroy's army is building a formation, doesn't it? They seem to be doing pretty well."

Myra's voice clouds.

The Viceroy's office forces are forming formations away from the town to a distance from which no arrows can be reached.

Looks like he's shallow digging a simple fence and trench.

At that time, a lit stone flies away with the sound I'm used to hearing.

Apparently, they continue to attack by assembling stone throwers inside the position.

The stone lands on the enemy formation and flames and smoke rise but quickly subsides.

The enemy is extinguishing fire well, and this doesn't seem like the only way to expect the town to fall.

"Are those guys willing to have a long fight?

This battle is just an exposé for the Carudia offense.

I just had to kick some ass and get ready for the real thing.

"Yeah, reinforcements!" "Good... now we can work this out"

The soldiers of the Governor's Office look at us and cheer.

I wave and answer for once, but I'm sure I'm not laughing.

"Get Viceroy Dunoir."

I had a surprisingly tough voice myself.

Soldiers rush to the main battalion.

"Soldier morale is rattling, isn't it? We're not ready to attack."

Bitman tells me like he's stunned.

Why are you so low on morale?

As soon as the Royal Army is in formation, Dunoir and his commanders come together.

Some of them looked familiar.

Isn't that a stupid, stupid, stupid threesome for sure?

"Wow, you're in a bad mood." "What a terrible thing to do." "You deserve to be grounded."

Three shivering people, while Dunoah just lowered his head slightly and nothing particularly bad happened.

Although it's more depressing to be frightened in vain because there's nothing you can do about it if you apologize.

Tell Dunoah standing in front of you.

"Let me tell you what happened."

Honestly, if they say, "My men are incompetent and it's an attack failure," I'll have to say, "Well."

It's pathetic at a time when I have to leave the soldiers to these three idiots.

"We had two total attacks, but the first time we couldn't cross the wall, and the second time we were in a spirited internal intrusion but a leading enemy counterattack and the intruding troops were isolated, devastated. After that, the morale of our allies will not rise and we will not be able to engage in a full-scale offensive."

"How much damage?

"1,000 soldiers are dead, 2,000 more wounded and unable to move."

As far as I can tell, the enemy was hit about 2,000 times at most, how unilaterally.

"Isn't that why you're so lazy about just throwing stones?

Myra bit Dunoir.

I guess I wasn't convinced as a soldier by his crude ways.

"Hey, how dare you slap Count Dunoir in the mouth at your Baron's minute!

"You who are useless toward the Governor look great!

"You deserve impeachment!

Three idiots who started going around Myra in some rage.

They're unpleasant towards my woman.

"Shut up."

I kick cancer and the table.

Shit, I tore it apart.

"" "No, no, no!

Three people hugging each other into the spot.

"If you have time to put a toy on every word, regroup your troops. In collaboration with the Royal Army…"

Leopold comes from behind before he says he's going to launch an attack.

"The enemy has high morale and will be devastated if they attack the castle at their disposal. We have a plan, so let them attack first."

"... after the restructuring, the Governor General's office forces should resume their attacks immediately. It's our third total attack."

"Immediately -!" "Awww!" "Hi-huh!

If Leopold says so, he'll be fine.

Was it worth breaking the table? Restructuring will be completed in a short time and ready to attack before the evening.

"Attack initiated."

By decree of Dunoir, the Viceroy's army, 7,000, approaches the city walls simultaneously.

The town's defenses are no different than the bases we dropped.

A quick defensive position consisting of a simple fence and an empty moat is just being patrolled.

"The morale of the soldiers is unusually low."

Myra squeaks as she sees the Governor's office army moving on.

Soldiers are disappointed that our Royal Army won't join the war, and they don't like to see it.

The footsteps were disturbed on top of the slow steps, and the formation was somewhat unstable.

"We're in the range of arrows"

Arrowballs fly to cross from archers in both armies at the same time as Celia reports.

That said, the Viceroy's office army is now nearly three times more powerful than its enemies, so the number of flying arrows is also overwhelming.

But it was obviously the Viceroy's office army that was upset by the arrows.

The formation will be disrupted and the march will be even slower, at best less than a hundred killed.

More damage had been done in the next shooting because of the disturbance in the formation.

Me and Bitman face each other.

I looked at each other, and I saw with my eyes that this was terrible.

"I got it on the wall. Attack launched!

Gido screams.

No matter how disturbed you are, you can't stop three times as many soldiers with just arrows.

Did it also have the effect of me kicking the table, the commanders were desperately scolding the soldiers?

A soldier with an axe slashes down the fence and tries not to break down the gate, and a soldier with a ladder climbs up the wall.

And it became a slashing battle in the gates and on the city walls...

"Oh, this is no good."

Tristan says sighingly.

There's an ally inside the gate, but the rear soldiers aren't moving.

Rather, they seem to be loosening their steps so that they don't have to go as far as possible.

I'm sorry, I'm just throwing an arrow and putting together a powerless squad to intimidate my enemies.

"You're totally unmotivated. I see you don't want to fight. You can't win ten times that."

Tristan is right, the war gradually gets worse.

The soldiers who were fighting on the city walls are driven down one after the other, and the troops who broke into the inside of the gate are kicked to pieces and run away.

It's hard to get allies, so it's in the form of enemies gathering and surrounding the intrusion.

He seems to be giving instructions for reinforcements, but the soldier's reaction is dull and he can't make it.

When I looked at Leoporto, I nodded just as I had assumed.

"Raise the rear troops further. The battalion of Viscount Bonsho..."

Tell Duneau he's giving instructions to try to get back on his feet.

"You can't win this any more. Retreat."

"... ok"

A trumpet of retreat signals is sounded, the commanders of the Viceroy's Office Army face blue, and the soldiers flee back to a glance with a somewhere soothing look.

The enemy came all the way to the gate to chase him, but seemed to give up when he saw the Royal Army waiting.

The enemy commander seems to be better than Dunoir.

"Defeat because the soldiers don't move as much as they think!

"Defeat the next battalion because of the delay!

"Across the street, the momentum of the arrows is shredded and defeated!

Looks like each of the three idiots back home has an excuse for defeat.

It's brilliant because of my men, because of my colleagues, because of the weather.

"Enough, let the restructuring take place"

I broke it up without any reprimand, and I gave Leopold my eyes.

"Is this it?

Leoporto nods slowly.

"Very good. The enemy will be willing to defeat us, but they will feel threatened by a new reinforcement, the Royal Army."

"What do we do next?

"Prepare for the night camp, set abundant fires on fire, and shine a brilliant light on the stone thrower"

Think a little.

"There's only fire in the night camp. Soldiers are somewhere else."

With that said, Leoporto's movements stopped a little.

Same faceless look but I feel my eyes got a little bigger...... it was really my fault.

"I was surprised Sir Hardlett would understand."

That's all I'm saying. Leoporto leaves to prepare.

Hehe, looks like he's surprised too.

I look around in a good mood.

Then Myra looked complicated.

I put my breath down and come pin by pin.

"... if you think about it, that son of a bitch made a fool of himself"

Look for Leoporto to complain, but he's not here anymore.

Yeah, you're fine.

"What are you doing! Please stop! It doesn't matter to me, does it?"

Pull Tristan's ear, which was yawning beside him.

You're a staff officer too, so you're jointly and severally liable.

"Terrible. Tyranny. This is why I hate the army."

I keep complaining, pulling Tristan's ear to the point where I can't cut a thousand. I look at Dunoah in the distance.

3 He doesn't seem to have that kind of sentiment anymore, excusing himself like an idiot, happy that he wasn't pissed off.

No anger, no panic, no grief.

You just seem to be doing everything pale.

"Leoporto is probably..."

It's not even like his Buddha top surface, he looks like something's completely broken.

"I stopped. It's gonna stink up to me."

It's not like I'm walking with him in my life.

If we crack down on this revolt, we'll say goodbye.

Let's not think too deeply.

Late Night

Only allied positions glow brilliantly in the dark.

I was watching the light with my jaw on Schwartz's head.

"Is there anything unusual?

"Everything's fine"

Celia whispers and reports clearly.

We're sneaking out of the night camp and lurking in the dark.

In addition to my main unit, the Royal Army is laying down soldiers to divide into several locations and surround the night camp.

Of course, I haven't burned a fire or anything.

"It's cold without a fire at night. If the enemy doesn't come, they'll catch a cold."

At least I stick my hand in Celia's armor next door trying to warm up just my hands.

She hesitated only a little before guiding her hand and warming her fingers with her warmest groin pocket.

Hehe, it's dark so they won't know what they're doing around them.

"I will definitely come first. Armed disadvantage, high morale on your side, victory in the last minute battle… and all the conditions will be in place if you burn the bonfire with no more vigilance. The enemy has one way of winning."

There seems to be no doubt about Leopold.

"I appreciate the incompetence of the Viceroy's army. Repeating all those unusual battles will make the enemy less alert to this trap."

Tristan doesn't seem to have any suspicions either.

The operation is simple.

When we camp at night, we make it look like we're putting all the troops around the position.

It invites night raids and, conversely, destroys them to destroy enemy forces at once.

He has launched an attack that would dare to defeat him as a fabric stone for this purpose, burning bonfires without warning.

Illuminating a stone thrower is like threatening to say, "Tomorrow this guy will fly the stone again".

Before that happens, it's people's hearts they want to crush with night raids.

I put more fingers in Celia's pocket, and I hear faint noises where warm water starts to fill up.

"Looks like he's here."

"Ugh."

Celia lowered her voice as she pulled through the three fingers at once.

When I clear my ears, I do hear squeaky dead grass treading.

"Looks like the enemy is here. The number is unknown... but it won't be 100 or 200."

That's right.

This is over 20,000.

No matter how many night raids, it doesn't work unless we get some numbers together.

It's no surprise that all the enemy troops came out.

"There is no rubbing metal sound of armor. It's convenient."

Myra looks at me and smiles slightly.

The enemy appears to have come in light attire without metal armor to avoid being caught in the sound.

You're right from the common sense of a night raid, but this one's the worst choice we've got now.

"We'll push and wrap at the same time as the enemy strikes."

The enemies on the move are wary of when they can get away with a bad attack.

This is the best time to target the exact moment the enemy attacks.

And then I visit.

"Assault!!

An enemy who had killed his breath and was approaching rises and rushes out with a shout from his commander.

"Assault!

At the same time, I raised my voice and stormed the flank of an enemy storming into a deserted position.

An archer from an ally who was ready sets fire to it all at once.

"Shit! We've been trapped!

Enemy soldiers screaming, but it's too late.

They got into so much that there was nothing they could do.

The line disturbed by the assault will no longer be able to rebuild.

An ally lying in all directions unleashes a fire arrow simultaneously.

Heavy rain of light poured over the enemy's head, bringing its full contents to life.

"Two thousand enemies! It seems to be almost the entire army."

"All right, if we get rid of these guys, we're settled. Go!"

"" "Ohhhh!

Scratch off the enemy soldier's scream with a few times more screams, and your allies rush in from all directions.

The low morale Viceroy's office forces are keeping them waiting in the rear, but this one still exceeds 10,000 against enemy 2000.

The enemy is besieged besides the rear, and the gear is lightweight considering an ambush.

There's nowhere to win anymore.

"I thought I'd go but... stop it"

"It doesn't make sense anymore. Please weigh in."

In minutes of war, the enemy had already collapsed.

He seems to be giving up his resistance and just trying to escape into the position.

"Pursue. We're gonna have an avalanche in town about the enemy's ass!

Bitman was barking and his allies were waging a chase that just kept overtaking the enemy.

"Oh, I did it."

An allied soldier is waving a pine light over the city wall gate.

"Agor's battalion has held down the gate. The whole army can enter."

Bitman says happily.

I returned the night raid and took the castle gate.

I'd feel good too if I decided so beautifully.

"It's settled. There are no more hitters on the enemy. Wait for dawn and step in with the whole army."

Leoporto says with no expression.

You've done a great job with your plan.

But I haven't forgotten you made fun of me.

One day I will reveal my sexual life with Nina and expose her to the people with Rafen's high bills.

Enemy night assault units were devastated and most were defeated or completely besieged and surrendered.

There will be 10% or no that could have escaped into town.

There is no rush because this one held down the castle gate.

You just have to wait for dawn and step in slowly.

Next morning.

"What is this?"

No longer have the power to resist the enemy, we wait for sunrise and slowly step into town... to see a shocking sight.

"... supposedly the corpse of a resident"

"I know that."

I yell at Bitman for answering my discipline.

Sorry, my emotions have dawned.

We broke into town and we searched the whole town lightly to see if there were any traps as we proceeded towards the Lords' Hall, where our last enemy would be standing and caged.

And I found it.

Must have been demolished to build a defensive formation. Several civilian houses and piles of corpses there.

Who was not armed as one and was clearly the only inhabitant.

They were all killed with swords and spears, from young men to old men to daughters and children.

"Dear Eigil, we searched the town, but every house is deserted. Perhaps…"

Celia reports.

This town is about the same size as the town we dropped, so there must have been about a thousand people there.

And the number of bodies in front of you would be just about that.

"Even women and children...... there's an outside way!

Myra slaps her sword to the ground.

Agor also stays upright and doesn't move, but anger comes through.

I crouch in front of the body of one of my daughters.

Clothes are messy and it's easy to imagine what they did.

I felt a little cheap when I put on a blanket and let him close his eyes with his hands.

"The people... most of all, they're stupid to kill a woman."

Those who know no name, no face, no sorrow.

But anger rises over the independents who slaughtered the irresistible women.

The woman in this town could have been mine sooner or later if she was alive.

They took it.

"Dear Eigil! I'm a survivor!!

Transfer your gaze with Celia's cry.

Right, was there anyone who survived?

Agor nods and tries to make the soldiers turn.

"There are only twenty young women!

"What!?

Unexpectedly, I run through Agor and the soldiers.

The women were being pushed into a barn-like building.

They all didn't seem to be wearing clothes and were kept alive as comforters for enemy soldiers.

"Hih, is it from lunch?" "Wow, I get it..."

The women who saw us armed look sad, then fall asleep and open their crotches.

The trampled genitals were bright red swollen and her mouth was painfully open.

Exactly. Not as animal as riding a woman here.

"It's all right now. The Independents have hunted them down."

Embrace one of the threatening women.

"Are you a Viceroy!?

Once again, the women with a look of relief become stiff.

Funny, isn't the Viceroy on your side?

I hug a woman again.

"We are Gordonian troops. I'm not gonna do anything terrible to you guys. You've already saved my life."

I give a gentle kiss to the woman I hugged after I said it.

Then the expression slowly breaks down after all the pokanned faces, not just the woman who mouthed them.

"... hehe... hehe!! Thanks for the help!

Women who start crying like they exploded and stick to me and start crying.

Unfortunately, let that hand go and deposit it with Agor's soldiers.

"Never let it out a little. Think I'll jump your neck if I do."

"Ha!"

They're already my women.

I turn my cheeks to the crying giggles at them before staring at the lord's hall, the last place where the Independents who occupied this town would stand and cage.

I felt my expression change once and for all.

"Continue"

I'll take the lead and climb the stone steps to the hall.

"Yes!"

No one stops.

As soon as a soldier from the Royal Army who stood in front saw my face, he slipped his hips and flipped over.

A barricade was built in front of the hall to the point of apology.

A commander-like man with a face out of it looks at me and raises his mouth.

"And when I have more readiness to negotiate with the Gordonian army than His Excellency the Commander...... yaaaa!!

Without making me say it to the end, I skewer it with a long sword and release it onto the stone stairs.

The commander rolled down to the bottom as he scattered the blood splash.

"Hmm!"

Wave more swords and blow up the barricade without getting a haircut.

Not the number of things before this long sword, such as a barricade made temporarily of furniture such as tables and chairs.

Kick the door of the hall, ignoring the flashing enemy soldiers on both sides.

The door slams wide, but it seems to be slammed.

"The Commander is prepared to negotiate his surrender…"

Ignore the voice you hear from across the door and knock the door down with a long sword.

Beyond the heavy doors that fell in with the batan, the man who was saying something was falling in two and collapsing.

Behind you is a convoy spearing down enemy soldiers that I ignored.

"Now where is the chief?"

An enemy soldier jumps out with a spear to answer to himself.

I see, in the direction of the enemy coming out.

Play up the spear tip with the belly of the sword and hit the sword straight in the face.

"Beh!

Grabbing the throat of an enemy soldier spraying blood from his mouth, he snaps his neck, lifts it up and throws it at an enemy soldier coming out from behind.

The man dressed in armor weighed well enough and two enemy soldiers hit and fell.

Running over silently, I tap a long sword into the head of one with an ass grip on it and step and smash the other head down completely.

"Well, one way or the other."

The aisle is divided into two strands.

Do I have to peek one at a time?

"Whew!"

Your body moves the moment you encounter three enemies at the corner.

Slash one diagonally before the opponent reacts and tear the other belly against the blade.

The last one punched him with a sword belly and snapped his arm, letting him drop the sword in his hand.

And strip the man's helmet off before he screams, grab his hair and pull it in.

"Where are your commanders?

"No, no, no! Yes, just help me with my life!

The man is shivering like a wet puppy as he wets his groin.

Do you look so scared?

I might be, 'cause I feel pretty bad.

"I'll think about it, so answer me."

"Hit the right aisle! Please, help me!

I see. I see.

I stop for a few seconds grabbing a man's hair.

"I thought about it, but I knew I couldn't. Say goodbye."

"Oh, no! Grrr!"

Thoughtfully throws a man to the wall with his hair grabbed.

The man's neck, sticking from his head into the wall, broke in a strange direction, trembling loudly once and stopping moving.

I didn't lie to you, I thought about it.

Celia and the others are catching up from behind.

Then let's get into the enemy's place.

The location the enemy soldiers taught us was a large international room, possibly a dance hall.

An old man sits in a chair placed on a raised platform.

"Well, you're the Governor's commander, aren't you? I am Agroom, negotiating with your commander..."

Apparently, you mistake me for a commander.

I can wear words without listening to them until the end.

"It was your instructions to kill all the residents, wasn't it?

The man is confused by the blockage of words and raises his voice in protest.

"Don't talk like that now."

"I'm asking if it was you who killed the woman."

I don't remember being particularly angry.

But the man was about to fall out of his chair under barometric pressure.

I don't have to ask, but I have to make sure.

"Well, it was vengeance, and it was brutality in the first place."

"Enough. Okay."

I'm not interested in the circumstances.

That's all I need to know if I know what I did is say this guy.

I'm in charge. Set up the sword with one right hand.

At the same time, Celia and the escorts rushed into the room.

"Ku. Peritos, do it!!

The old man rushed back, replaced and one man stood forward.

He's about 170 tall and slightly smaller, and his physique is arguably skinny.

Get out of the way.

"I don't know why you say that."

Then I'll kill him and go through.

"It's so easy... it's going to work!?

The man pulls his sword out of his hips and rolls out a poke as he advances.

"Mmm!"

I tried to kill him, not lightly, but the man's sword is faster than I thought.

I lose sight of my sword tip at too much speed and twist my head with intuition.

The flesh on my cheek was slightly choked and my blood dripped.

"Condemn my special assassination!

I wave my sword all the time with the counterattack, but the man dives the long sword and pokes at me again.

He opens his eyes and identifies the poke, and puts it on a single piece of paper.

"What a shame!

But the thrust is still sharper than I expected, plundering the other cheek and bleeding.

"Ha, fast! I can't see the poke!

"Dear Eigil! Please pull it off once! We'll crush them with escorts."

Gido and Celia are saying something, but it doesn't extend to that.

He doesn't seem like a good opponent to just wave his sword at the mercy of power.

I observe men again.

Bring your lightweight little body to life for a quick attack.

Thin, thin one-handed swords are the only way to score, no shields, and the armor is extremely light, assuming you avoid attack.

"Well, here comes the next one"

I put my long sword on the top.

"Hmm! You can't capture my movements with a sword that's just so big!

I don't know.

I thrust against a man and wave my sword down thoughtfully.

Dosin and sword fall to the floor, stone floors crumble.

But he avoided it with a piece of paper.

"Did you take it off..."

"Oh, Peritos is dominant!

"He was once an undefeated swordsman at Magrad's swordsmanship tournament, losing to no one one-on-one!

Independent men are cheering from behind.

But on the other hand, the man who says Peritos seems to be sweating cold.

"Why so fast with that figure...... nothing! Oh, you can't hit such a blunt attack! That's it!

The third poke is coming.

Now you're coming for the eyeball.

From now on, this guy's aim is accurate.

Overconfidence in dragon-skinned armor is likely to target the gap as well.

I play that thrust with my hands, and on the contrary, I step in and whip my sword to the side.

"Hih!"

Peritos slowed down sharply and gave himself up, avoiding my slaughter with a single piece of paper.

It was a shame... I thought I could break it both ways.

"I can't believe that Master Agil swung it twice..."

"But the chief can already see that poke."

Exactly. Gido looks good.

I avoided the first shot with no view at all.

I was going to cut off the second shot, but it was a little sweet.

The third shot was completely visible, but his agility was more than expected and the counterattack was avoided.

And this guy is fast.

Probably once or twice would be enough.

"Next time you're done."

I smile at you as I say it, and I get angry at Peritos' face.

I didn't provoke you, but you're out of line.

"Get it soaked! I'll blow that head out!!

Faster poking than ever, but I can already see your poking completely.

Lift the long sword and play gently.

Both the sword and the guy himself are lightweight, so preventing them won't break your posture.

"This!"

He also twists his body and plays the thrust that is rolled out again.

If you do, it's going to be hard to attack this guy, and you want to set him up?

With the momentum of playing the attack, I roll out the horizontal giraffe, but with the same speed and sword muscle as before, I can avoid it as well.

And my posture collapsed.

"I got it!!

Peritos modifies the orbit of his sword and comes at me with a slaughter all over his body.

My long sword, with one right hand, flows heavily and I cannot prevent that attack.

And with his left hand on foot, he smiles convinced of victory.

Right, now...

"Gotcha."

The sword of the guy who aimed at my neck muscle, I completely cut off that sword muscle and grab it disappointingly with my left hand.

"Be stupid!!

Peritos hastily tries to pull the sword, but his hands are also made of dragon skin, so he won't be cut off, and if he compares himself to me, he won't beat this guy.

I must be smiling faintly.

"That's settled."

When the force is applied to the left hand, a light metal sound is made and the slender sword is broken.

At the same time, a forward kick rolled out into his dovetail.

Peritos swoops like a joke, rolls down the floor and clashes against the wall.

"Huh! Oops! There's still a battle..."

I was already waving my sword in front of the guy waking up coughing.

"When!"

It blew up. I ran after you.

I'm not proud of you, but I'm not moving too slow.

"Ma, wait! Rearrange..."

Unfortunately, this is not a sword tournament.

The fight won't stop when the weapon is broken.

I wave my long sword down to Peritos, who protrudes a broken sword in half.

Instead of his right arm... he slapped and slashed his right half of his body, letting him die instantly without even letting the disconnected demon speak.

Blood splashes dye my whole body.

Slowly I turn back to the agloom, bloody from face to foot.

"Well, here goes. You massacred an irresistible woman."

"No, no, no, no, no!

I stick my sword on the floor and pinch the old man's head with both hands.

"It was revenge! And it's none of your business with the Gordonian army..."

But I feel terribly uncomfortable watching a pile of corpses.

If I don't kill you, I won't hold a woman neatly from now on.

Put your strength into both hands.

"Asaka"

A squeaking noise sounds and the man's head goes vertically distorted.

My hands and feet move bumbly as I spray bubbles from my mouth.

"Mmm."

Last but not least, the sound of Guru and Mellon crushing, and the man's resistance was gone.

"Head with your bare hands......" "Then, monster!" "Devil!

Independent nobles were wicked at me.

I look around all the time, but there's no woman among them.

Good. Good.

I looked at Gido and said it as a matter of course.

"Kill them all."

"Ha!"

An escort arrived at them.

Looks like they pulled out their swords too, but there's no way a few nobles can resist dozens of heavily armed escorts.

Throughout the mansion there was a scream of the Terminator and the sound of a blade piercing the flesh.

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Forty for the record.

"Dear Mel, how about this one?

"It smells good ~"

Mel tries and applies the fragrance oil offered by the merchant to his arm.

"This fragrance oil helps to make your skin sbe. They use nectar from flowers that only grow in Diaz, the city state."

Mel greased the fragrance satisfactorily and clenched her neck adorably.

"That's fine, but the perfumed oil I've had has also been Svethbe, right? I wonder what the difference is."

The merchant deliberately pretends to look around.

"Actually, this scent of fragrance oil contains ingredients that make a man tantrum. Moreover, the scent will remain even in the water...... I was wondering if I would be able to enrich my life with your husband"

Mel hides her face with her hands elegantly.

"What are you already recommending for such an age!

It was obvious that Mel was happy, albeit illuminated.

"Let's do it. Can I get you a small pot?

"Ugh... all of it, please"

"Thanks every time!!

Mel was a good customer to this merchant.

Nonna, his righteous wife, was so loud that she yelled at him that she didn't even like one thing.

Her shopping in the first place is a big unit, and when it gets too expensive, it collides with the Philich Chamber of Commerce.

In that case, a man who is just a cosmetic trafficker would be left naked round and dumped in the wilderness.

It's a small deal that doesn't even have to go through the Chamber of Commerce, which is why they're closing their eyes.

And Carla doesn't want too much luxury goods on top of the fact that there are ruinous places.

I didn't think I would ask for cosmetics, fragrance oils, etc.

In contrast, Mel, a clientele who accounts for a fraction of the sales, has no temper or difficulty.

Previously, even when she had a fatal problem as a merchant who said she couldn't deliver the product while paying the price in advance, Mel just said with a grin, "Please be as quick as you can".

I couldn't imagine Mel's angry face like an angel at all.

Is it because of that?

"Master Mel has beautiful skin. Very..."

The merchant has made a mistake.

"Doesn't look like 40 skin"

The air froze.

The sound disappeared.

The world stopped.

The look on Mel's face, who was smiling, disappeared and her eyes, which were gently narrowed, slowly opened.

The merchant couldn't move as if he was being held back by something he couldn't see.

"Beautiful skin. Ugh."

Mel smiles frozen.

"How many do I look?

As the merchant desperately tries to open his mouth, only the murmurs around him begin to sound slightly louder.

My stomach hurts. Wow. I'm gonna go pick some big flowers.

It's too much to eat, ma'am!

"Ah, ah... thirty..."

Mel's eyes narrow.

There are additions and subtractions to flattering.

I am thin on a woman in obese shape.

Speaking of a worldly beauty to a frivolous woman sounds disgusting the other way around.

But can I read five year old Saba to Mel now and say 36?

Again only the murmur sounds loud.

I managed to make it. Wow. Phew.

Ma'am, please don't make any noise. It's ringing all over the hallway!

"3...... 2...... is it about 18!?

The merchant took the bet.

When he says so, he lays down his face.

……

Make sure there is no reaction and slowly raise your face to the top......

Mel had a full smile.

"What's eighteen when my older daughter is over twenty already? Ugh, flattery doesn't work, does it?

That was the usual Mel smile he knew.

Forget it. She's a sweet customer.

The merchant forgets everything and sells the scented oil to Mel before quietly leaving the mansion behind.

Clara, Clara, look at this. It's like a serpent flower!

Don't show me that. The bathroom is broken!

The merchant took care of the small profits he had made from selling perfumed oil and turned to Wang Du to procure the lotion he had promised Mel.

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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

175000 inhabitants, 1000 refugees.

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

Accompanying

Leoporto (staff) Tristan (staff) Celia (deputy) Myra (anger) Iridina (anger)

Gido (Anger) Christoph (Escort) Bitman (Royal Corps Leader Anger) Agor (Anger)

Dunoir (Governor Magrad)

subordinate army

Royal Army, 4th Regiment, 1,4700, Governor-General's Office, 6,500.

A hundred escorts, a hundred for a threesome.

Property Gold Coins 19570 Toilet Repair + Reinforcement (20)

408 Experience 55 + 555 children given birth