Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Federal Defense Command, Olga Suburbs, White Capital

The headquarters of the Confederate army, where countless tents stand and soldiers and carriages come and go in a noisy way.

If you look up, you can see the White Capital surrounded by the walls of White Asia.

"Shh, wow... this is really a human built building...... is it? It's like a mountain..."

Nautia is opening her mouth with Pocan.

"Pipi surprised me too!

Pipi making a scene on my shoulder, I don't get too violent, so I lost my dog.

Fortunately, there was snow, so there didn't seem to be any injuries, but I wouldn't call it a fall or a cane.

Are you a gut sitting or a bottomless asshole?

"Did you make it high again? How dare you. You look like your Lord's Mara."

Brunhilde looks at the wall and throws up boringly.

"Your husband hasn't lost either, has he?

Is Rae not particularly interested in White Capital, eating up on Brunhilde's words and stroking my groin?

You're gonna grow up, so stop it. I'm going to have to say hello to the great guys in the Federation.

If I say hi with all the excitement, they think I'm a pervert.

"It's certainly an awesome wall whenever you look at it. But... you're worn out."

The magnificent and beautiful White Capital walls, the immensity of which is still alive and well, are everywhere marked by shells and even partially collapsed.

When I once saw it, I even felt invincible about its weight...

"Your husband's collection is black, glossy and powerful."

Rare's head flapping gently against his groin.

"Ahhh... more..."

Rare to blush cheeks.

After that battle, I held Rae and the others violently as they drifted into the beast, but I got lost and played with the whip Brunhilde gave me.

It looks like Rare has a strange habit as a result.

I'm gonna slap your ass tonight, so give me a break.

"Gohon, are you sure now?

Alvaquin drops one cough. I can also see the color of nervousness on that face.

In a conversation with the Iluisk Soldiers, he saw his position better up there as an ambassador, but the person he will meet now apparently doesn't.

"Sir Agil-Hardlett, you have arrived!

"Come on in."

At the head of the Albuquerque, we enter a great tent.

"Ambassador Albuquerque, you've had a hard time on the road."

"No! I apologize for the late schedule!

The ambassador bows his head deeply and lowers to near the entrance.

That seems to be the only superior position of the man in front of you.

"You are Lord Hardlett. I've heard from the first touch. I'm sorry I had trouble on the road. Now we're in an imperial battle."

Nicole laughs and reaches out to the man.

Is he in his mid-thirties, wrapping his disappointing body like a soldier in a gorgeous outfit?

But it was more of an atmosphere and a way of speaking than a majestic supreme commander to be the master of a casual tavern.

He's a pretty good guy with short, well-groomed blonde hair and a well-groomed face with age-appropriate circular ripeness.

With this face, you'll be able to eat as much as you want if you speak to your town daughter.

"Oh, my God, a little accident is a tough part of the journey. Do that..."

I don't know his name.

Seeing Celia holding her head must have been taught beforehand.

"His Excellency the Supreme Commander of the Martin-Staceri Defence Forces."

It was the man standing behind him who deliberately taught me his full name and even his rank.

I'm about the same age as Martin, but I have no love at all for a man with raised muscles in his dark hair.

He just stands faceless.

"Best wishes, My Lord Staceli."

"This way. Sir Hardlett."

Eirich told me the Federation might have an uncomfortable response because they're looking down at Goldonia, but he doesn't even feel fine dust.

But the moment he shook his hand, Martin's eyes tightened for a moment and he felt stared at him.

It's not a mistake. Are you trying to identify me instead of antagonizing me?

Either way, it doesn't seem like he's just a casual guy.

"Now, if it's normal time, we'll do a welcome ceremony and enjoy the wine with the beautiful woman..."

Staceli says so, sayingly writing something on paper.

"Unfortunately, we cannot afford to be invaded by the land. That's why I dared invite you directly to this battalion, not the White Capital."

Give me the finished item.

"Quickly, but I'll leave a regiment with you. It's an incomplete formation, but it's a time of war. Take it."

This surprised me. I didn't know you could suddenly keep the army early in your arrival.

"As I asked of Gordonia, it's not the many soldiers that are missing in our army right now, but the good commander who leads the soldiers."

Staceli smiles. There must be a lot of women who got hit by this laugh and opened their crotches.

"All in all, our military is proud... that's hard and wonderful, but there are too many who consider defeat a disgrace to be exhausted on the spot. As far as I'm concerned, sometimes it's better for one competent commander to die than 5000 or 10000 soldiers..."

Staceli closed her eyes and sighed gently.

I'm sure there will be women who have lost heart and dedicated themselves and their hearts to this trick.

"I'm not exchanging unfulfilled rhetoric with you. Ask him to stand on the battlefield as a commander, even immediately. Is there anything out there?

Staceli's eyes narrow again.

There's nothing wrong with standing on the battlefield. The problem is rather that I lead the soldiers directly.

Honestly, I thought you were going to do something close to the right guy's staff.

"There is no difference. But aren't commanders and soldiers convinced that I'm leading them directly?

Even Lewisk's army had resistance to me coming from Gordonia.

Even more so if it is the main army that will be in the White Capital.

"I'm not convinced, and there will be resistance. It's the commander's job to fit that in."

Staceli smiling. Doesn't look good on her face, she says tough things.

This guy is a good but pretty tough guy.

But I'm not being unreasonable.

It would be like what I always say to Leopold and Adolf.

Do you want me to review their treatment a little?

Speak kindly to Leopold, and Adolph will massage his scalp full of strength.

"Understood."

"... well, you lead the 105th Lincheng Corps. It's garrisoned west of the main unit."

Staceli looked at me and smiled for a moment.

Does it bother me? No matter how beautiful it is, I don't have a taste in digging men.

"You will be in a position to say my immediate regiment leader for the time being. There will be titles and positions in the country, but I ask you to follow our chain of command more than you have come here. Do you mind?

"I understand."

It's a non-hierarchical title in the army. It's a house position, but when I come in, I'm not busy.

You should follow me here.

"Well, thank you very much."

I leave the tent with a toast.

"Because of this, let's keep our faces on the 105th Corps immediately."

"Yes! We must first show the majesty of Lord Agil so that he cannot be licked!

Celia is careful, but she's not that tough.

We're going to fight together, so I was just trying to get to know each other.

"Hmm, but you're going to be pretty tough when you're in the Federation."

"Yes, because even the Lewisk soldiers away from the main force had that much discipline.... if you do something weird, you might buy objections."

Celia says worried. I was twisted when I touched my ass to relieve the tension.

"You can't do that! Wait till night."

I have no choice, but I will not condone this evening. I'll stand you upside down.

"Oh, please stop that! I feel too good to stand because my hips are falling out!

Walk forward as you speak and arrive at the section marked "105th Lincheng Soldiers Garrison".

"... Federal Army Hey"

"... this is happening"

Me and Celia stop at the sight in front of us.

Disciplined Confederate armies and such are outrageous.

A soldier falling asleep with his spear unleashed on the ground.

A bunch of people making a scene with their buddies...... probably even gambling.

I thought it was training, but it's not. Soldiers who are just beating each other up and fighting.

"It's a tough future..."

"And call your commander!!

I sighed and Celia screamed in a tall voice.

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Command.

Martin and Nikolai, the big brunette, alone in command, return to friends.

"Martin, was that good? The 105th Regiment is a regiment that forcibly conscripted second-class citizens. Morale and control are terrible."

"It's okay. 105 rebuilds is what someone has to do. It would be a shame to abandon and pawn a legion that we have gathered and made."

Martin gently pours wine into the cup and offers it to Nicolai when he completes the bundle of orders.

"When you get drunk, I guess I have to be the bare face - don't you like that Gordonian nobleman? I didn't seem to remember his name."

"Nicolai is a tough guy - very disrespectful indeed, but I am not the man who has lived courteously. Honestly, I like that guy."

Nicolai rocks the cup funny.

"Did you see his face when I told him to" lead the army immediately, "or even breathe of relief? Definitely, he's a rooted soldier. I'm sure he's more afraid of dancing in court than on the battlefield."

I felt more like a warrior or a barbarian than a soldier.

Martin laughs that a warrior would also be a soldier if he were in the army.

"I wanted to try him. Your strength as a general, of course. Think about it, if you leave it with a nobleman, a cavalier-centric elite army, etc..."

"I guess the staff will disagree fiercely. Soon they'll try to kick you out."

"Exactly. It is in the power of the Commander to hold down his rebellious men, but a little from above would be superfluous."

"I see. One hundred and fifty soldiers would be treated as second-degree soldiers gathered from the former. Don't you get in the way of ridiculing the staff and other commanders?"

Martin replies with a smile on his face to Nicolai, who says it's terrible.

"If he's really capable, he'll get results. In that case, the staff can finally say anything in addition to the important operation.... If you missed your expectations, I hope you get home for a good reason."

Nicolai nods with a serious face again before his sharpened eye friend.

Martin is not the type to yell or be great, and he's a casual man who inspires his men brightly.

But he is not a man overflowing with warmth and laughing at his failures and missing out.

Those who cut him off as incompetent had just the ruthlessness to alternate with a smile.

"Is he... a man who will satisfy you?

"I don't know, so I'm trying. Well, maybe not."

What the hell? Nicolai dropped his shoulder.

"You've been saying that since the beginning. If anyone can use it, they'll make money."

That being said, Nicolai looked like her friend's beautiful blue eyes were shining in anticipation.

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For the record, fugitive night.

"If you see him, let me know as soon as you see him or even the Guard or the Security Guard. Leave the sketch here."

"Yes, thank you very much."

Batan and the door tightened, and the woman exhaled loudly.

"... gone"

"Yeah, thanks"

The man who replies from behind the house has not taken his eyes off the book.

The woman swells her cheeks slightly.

(Even though I was about to get chipped lying to my security opponent, this guy swallowed up!

"What are you doing? Anyway, isn't it normal for the Guards and Myra to arrange a nomination?

The man reluctantly said that the woman would take up the book the man would read. I looked specifically at him.

"I didn't do anything. Rather, it's a natural right - a liberation from unfair labor or something."

"I don't know what that means."

The woman has no choice but to return the book because she sees it with the seemingly disconnected eyes of a man.

"Oh, I don't know the page anymore. Can you make me some tea while I look?

"Yes, yes... I don't think a little hipster like you could be a killer or a robber. You know, stealing, peeping, whatever, right?

"I don't remember doing anything to touch the law."

"That's what all bad guys say."

The woman is even blurrier with tea.

"I would be done with the security forces... although the lord seems to be nice to women"

"That won't happen."

The woman yells back at the man's prolonged swallowing voice.

"Ugh! Well, we're booklets, so if they read it all they want, it's up for business or something!

Ever since the man rolled over to the store, he kept reading books swallowing tea and repeatedly sleeping in the morning.

"You paid in advance. I could read a hundred books."

"We're already in deficit with our daily rice and tea making bills!

Beat Don and the cup of tea to the table.

I didn't mean to throw a man out on a woman even though I said so. There was no fine dust.

(I have the money, and he says he came running from the lord's mansion... I'm sure it's a steal or something. Oh, if I were you, I'd be done with this store...)

"The temperature of the hot water is a little high. I was wondering if we could steam some more."

"Shut up and stay!

(I don't even know myself. I wonder why he's so weak.)

The woman's age was twenty, and her only fleshly father had taken her to Rafen to help her rent a book.

But he took over the store last summer when he died of a sudden illness.

The grief that became heavenly lonely was enormous, and she sought healing from the man - as a result, some savings were taken away from her by the man who promised to marry her and dumped her.

When the woman was already dying, she hid this man who rolled over to the store.

(The next guy for the money is the guy for the nomination... I don't see him)

Woman as I say - [Estelle] finally looks at the man looking for the page and smiling, smiling himself.

"Looks alike."

"Yeah? What?

"Nah, but"

The man returns his gaze to the book without asking any more.

(He looks like my father... he didn't have any fine dust about his father or his manhood and he just read books)

"Hey... Tristan?

"Yeah? It's a good place right now."

(I called you by name for the first time, but no response)

"It's weird when they call me you or something, so call me by my name normally."

"Uh Esteria...... is that it?

"It's Estelle!!

"Oh, shit, I'm sorry, Estelle"

Estelle's face turns bright red the moment the man squeals his name.

"Ugh... I'm going to bed now! Keep the candles properly turned off!

"Good night ~"

Estelle takes off her regular clothes when she enters the bedroom and wears the colorful negligee she bought, even though she has no use for it.

When a man in hiding attacked me in a lost blood, I thought I wouldn't let him down, but my efforts have never borne fruit.

"I unlocked it on purpose... show me the man for a little while"

Estelle's wish was also empty, and the next day when she woke up, the man sat in his seat and slept happily with the book in one hand.

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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

Accompanying Celia (Escort/Auxiliary) Marta (Side Service) Nautia (Associate Temporary) Rare (Associate Temporary)

Brunhilde (squire tentative) Pipi (archer) Messerschmitt (barn) Schwartz (horse)

Albakin (Federal Ambassador) Mirmi (under dive)

Family

Nonna (Authentic Wife) Carla (Side Room) Mel (Side Room) Mitty (Side Room Pregnancy) Maria (Side Room Pregnancy)

Katrine (Side Room Pregnancy Lust) Melissa (Concubine) Kuw (Concubine) Luw (Concubine) Millay (Concubine)

Casey (Ghost) Rita (Maid) Yoguri (Screenwriter) Alice (Ahem)

Marceline (Concubine Pregnant) Daughter Stephanie (Concubine) Bridget (Concubine) Felicie (Concubine)

Sebastian (butler) Dorothea (Wangdu Mansion Management) Claudia (giant meatballs) Clara (samurai)

Felteris (Perverted Elf)

Outsiders

Lamy (Plant Clerk) Arlaune (Plant) Petite Roper (Growing)

Pets

Porch (adventure lizard)

Subordinates

Iridina (Commander) Luna (Commander) Ruby Myra (Sheriff Searching)

Gido (Escort) Porte (Refugee Officer) Gretel (Wife Dog Scheduled)

Leopold (Staff Officer) Adolf (Home Affairs Officer Thin) Tristan (Home Affairs Assistant Latent)

Claire & Laurie (merchant for you) Liliane (actress) Chloe (servant) Alma (servant)

Property Gold Coins 13590

445 Experience 55 + 555 children given birth