Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Large transporters keep dropping off soldiers on the shore.

I kept seeing that sight while I disembarked and waited one foot ahead, but I just got tired of it.

"It's been going on all day now. How long do we have to wait?"

Celia poured me some fruit juice when she saw I was pissed off.

The care is happier than a sweet drink, and the irritation subsides.

"The enemy is shrinking the occupied territories at once in view of the defeat of the fleet. There seems to be a concentration of more than a million troops, so even with a wooden force, there will only be sacrifices. We have to wait for the assembly."

The defeat of the Imperial Fleet, as Celia put it, allowed the North Terriers to return to Federation hands and land freely on the southern shore.

The imperial side was also prepared that it would not be possible to stop landing on the southern shore at the earliest opportunity, and began to muster all the troops that had been widely deployed.

"But how much they come together. It's like a city."

I open the entrance to the tent and look out again.

I have no idea how many Federation troops are coming together in succession.

Prostitutes and dewstores looking to wait for soldiers, as well as simple wooden buildings, had begun to stand.

"Yarkov says there's going to be a million or close numbers here too. I don't get in the way anymore, so I can gather as much as I can, and the entire Defense Command will come here, too."

Celia hurries to close the entrance as she says.

"So much so, if the enemy allies get together one million at a time, the ground will fall out?

Even if we can't get off the ground, can we really get moving with the big army gathering that far?

I have never moved it, so I have no idea.

"The enemy was there."

"Yes, it looks like we have a formation on the site of Albens"

Speaking of Albens, Claudia's house... no, it didn't exist anymore.

"I just want to settle down and go home to Rafen. It's time to get tired of the federal scenery."

"Right. It's a time of war, so it's gorgeous."

I couldn't hear Celia's words until the end.

I take my limits, grab my little head and groan.

"Gu."

"Mmm!!

A meat stick pulsed. A large quantity of seeds poured into Rare's mouth.

She grabs my thick crotch hard as she sits on the bed and swallows her throat in tears.

"Pu Ha... I haven't been able to drink your husband's semen in a long time... it's thick and tangling..."

Rae opens her mouth to me, shows me she drank everything, then turns her ass, grabs the meat stick and leads her into the hole.

"Oh, that's good. That's a masterpiece."

"I knew it was fat! Hino, no, it spreads..."

Unlike the last surprise landing, Rae and Marta were also brought here because they thought it was okay because they were riding on a grand and massive scale.

Sophia is leaving me alone with her father.

He still says he's guilty of damaging soldiers with personal feelings.

Maybe it's the last opportunity for parents and children to talk. You should leave it at ease now.

And Marta is fainting beside the bed.

Rare attacked her groin in the service of me, causing her to lose her mind.

At the peak of the moment, I also feel I was obedient to Rare, but I dare not ask.

"Um... I was in the middle of a conversation."

Celia looks at this one with a tired face.

"Oh, you wanted in, too. Sure. Come on."

Celia sighs at me with her hands wide open.

But when you look at the place where you are taking off your clothes, it seems that you are not riding.

"Admiral, we have an order to leave at last."

The entrance is opened abruptly. Yarkov jumped in.

"Oh, they've seen me again."

Rae buried her face in my chest as she hid the joints with her hands.

And Celia's white ass, which was just about to take off her shorts, is also sticking out.

"Yarkoff...... you rape peeper!

Celia wielding her sword while in her underwear, Yarkov rushing to take it.

Even 105 soldiers jump in around the sudden metal noise.

"Admiral, what the hell... what did my parents just bring in a woman?"

"I can't believe you brought a woman into the battlefield... if you're smart enough"

"How dare you? Digging in the dark."

Looks like we're finally going out.

Let's just go and win.

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Morning near Albens

"Previously, as far as I could see, it was full of enemies."

"Right. But if you look to the side, as far as you can see, you're full of allies."

Enemy allies expand on the plains near Albens.

It is the plains without hills or rivers that the enemy has formed.

The enemies form a great line of indulgence to the north and south, and this one is relative to respond to it.

Plain warfare is also convenient for this one, but I guess the enemy also wanted to avoid poorly undulating terrain beyond having a large force. If all these great armies want to fight each other decently, they have no choice but to choose vast flatlands.

"Wouldn't that be helpful... it seems like a valuable sight anyway"

"Yes!"

Celia keeps her pretty eyes wide and observes well.

Exactly. I'm not letting her take command this time.

Instead of being instructed to behave beforehand, there are few elements that can be judged and moved by themselves.

It looks like 105 and I are just pawns because Staceli and the staff are all out there.

"Easy but boring"

"As far as I'm concerned, it's easy enough for me not to worry about cooling my gallbladder in the general's rampage... it moves!

Yarkov and Celia say at the same time. Here we go.

The sound of a trumpet sounds and the vanguard of the allies moves forward.

Even if we say pioneering, tens of thousands of troops, the number of countries in the central plains that we have to squeeze out at all costs.

Go behind it with the main army divided into ten or more chunks.

No, I know there's really more, but it extends to the north-south horizon, so I can't confirm it.

I feel the earth is shaking with a tremendous number of marches.

Besides, everyone wears white based military uniforms and armor, so the morning sun reflexes and my eyes hurt.

In that regard, the 105th Corps is very eye-friendly.

Dull gray, dark green, brown, and skin tone... you think it's skin tone?

"Hey, half-naked you! Exactly. How about stripping your torso? What are you thinking?"

"Su, Sumiyasu Miyashi. Last night, a good woman invited me to a fight, and when I woke up, I was unarmed."

"My asshole... I can't line up without armor. You make the guerrillas. I won't forgive you if you run away half naked."

Celia is furious and Yarkov has her head.

Well, it sounds like you have a sword, and if you're going to fight bravely, fine.

He's the one who says it's his fault if he dies because of the lack of armor.

"The vanguard of our allies has made contact with the enemy!

The gunfire goes off and the smoke rises. The battle between the Empire and the Federation is full of cannons.

"It's powerful to intercept. But this time it's a complete field fight. You can't settle with cannons."

Left and right circle the sides as an army detoured from behind while the vanguard was exposed to Imperial Army artillery fire. It won't be hard to deal with because it's not moving so fast, but it's hard to put heavy artillery back in place.

"The vanguard strikes in a timely fashion with repeated detours to the left and right. The enemy cannot concentrate its fire on the main force and must change its aim frequently. The artillery moves and targets will slip away, and once you reach the enemy line, the artillery can no longer be fired upon. The vanguard will be shot somewhat, but the overall damage is insignificant."

Well, there's a way to fight each other with all the cannons.

If it's the central plain, there's hardly any artillery, so you just have to go in there without thinking about the details... Celia, note.

Yarkov is right, an ally tries to bypass the enemy formation while forming it several times, each time the enemy also moves the front of the formation.

In doing so, the gunfire becomes disturbed and the gunfire, which was concentrated in one place, gradually scatters.

Each artillery changes the direction of the artillery from time to time, so the next artillery and the target enemy are coming in different ways.

I don't know which target to shoot first.

"We're in!

The vanguard stormed the front of the enemy when he saw the gunfire disturbance.

A haircut gunshot goes up but not enough to stop the attack very much.

He also kills another legion from behind where his enemy allies have been hit.

The fire stopped and the arrows began to fly.

I guess a bow that can easily change its aim if this happens would be more useful.

"Well, we did what we were told... are we hiding?"

"Yes."

The order given to us 105 soldiers by the Commander-in-Chief was, "Stay down until we have another life."

If the line of allies that were ahead moves forward, the enemy's gaze also passes, so he hides his insignia in the deeper grass and behind the carriage of the heavy squad.

It's okay, but there's one thing I can't interpret as hide-and-seek during the tournament.

"What, this time His Excellency Staceli is taking immediate command. There are no meaningless orders."

Yarkov says so, but I'm not convinced.

"What will you do when the battle is over while you're hiding?"

"Isn't it easy?"

Is that true?

"Then why don't you lose while you're hiding and eat the chase?

"You just have to run away. Wouldn't that be helpful enough to be behind you?

Well, yeah.

"What if I fall asleep while I hide and get bored like this?"

"I don't know that. Still bite this and wake up."

I'll bite something like the skin of a tree offered.

My drowsiness blew out because of the terrible taste that I accidentally missed.

"Whatever it is, there is no way to let the Admiral who sank Leviathan with us, who has shown strength in previous battles, play for nothing. I think it has an important role to play."

"Is that right? I just couldn't stand to have us mixed in in some pretty white uniform with dirty clothes."

I'll take a glimpse of the main formation right behind me.

One staff member was staring at this one with an awesome face. At the end of his gaze...... he was a half-naked man earlier.

"... hey, I don't think so. Maybe."

The war situation will progress further.

Soldiers lie invisible from their enemies, so only we observe the whole thing a little further away.

"One by one, but it looks like you're pushing hard."

"The number of enemies seems to be considerably higher than this one, but the war slaves seem exhausted. It's easily pushed away."

The enemy allies are on the east side...... that is, colliding fiercely with this front on the northeast side, which is feeling slightly detoured, and on the south side, where the allies are about to make a big turn.

Especially on the south side, there seems to be a fierce battle between allies trying to bypass at all costs and enemies showing an absolute stopping structure.

Cavalry, infantry and archers are disturbed, and you can see countless corpses of soldiers on the enemy's side rolling just in the distance.

"Looks like your allies are trying to siege you from the south. If we hold the south, we can drive our enemies into the river and expose them to gunfire."

"Besides, the enemy should be collecting supplies from the surrounding occupied territories by road since they lost the river. It's fatal in the long run if we can hold the south. Once surrounded, the enemy will collapse."

Sneaking up on Nautia's ass as she nodded at Yarkov and Celia's words, she stepped on her feet.

But at that time, there was a big change in the war situation.

The eastern side of the alliance... that is, the front faded for a moment as we tried to siege the south.

It's a mortal mistake that I can see.

He turned the central force too far to worry about the fierce battle in the south.

I guess he was going to use the rear reserves instead, but he hasn't made it.

"The enemy is in total attack on the center! I'll pull it out with a little breakthrough!

Neither was the enemy a fool.

We didn't miss a few gaps and came all at once to put up a fight.

The diminished frontal army cannot withstand the pressure and finally allows the enemy to break through.

The enemy storms straight towards this main unit, where countless flags rise.

I mean, right in front of us.

The northeast and south allies notice abnormally and start to retreat, but they don't make it to the end.

"It's not good. This is not good!

Celia panicked. Yarkov is also losing his complexion.

The enemy ignores allied attacks from the sides and comes straight to the main line.

The numbers are undoubtedly a mixed assault of 100,000 units, heavy knights, regular armies, and even warriors.

"Here we go."

It's like being in the front of a cloudy stream pushing over.

There's nothing I can do to escape now. I guess I'll just have to take it from the front.

He told me to lay low until I had another life, but that would be enough.

The moment I try to order 105 to take a combat stance, a transmission from the main unit runs in.

"The 105th Corps is disarmed! Take defensive positions! Everything is going according to the operation!

I don't need to be told to disarm the ambush, but you think it's "as per the operation"?

Then the noise rises simultaneously from the surroundings.

There were some soldiers lying on the ground right next to us.

Plus the trumpet is blown at a different pace than before.

At the same time, one military flag after the other stands on the side of the enemy that storms against the main formation.

"Was this all you lay on the side of the enemy's path..."

There seems to be no hiding place in the prairie as far as we can see, but it's full of dirty, grassy soldiers just like us.

Seeing where there was no movement, he probably lay low in the middle of last night, just like us.

"Even if hiding is somewhat sweet, wouldn't you find it so if that fancy white group came from the front?"

I look at the main team. Not to mention right around the corner, I can't even see Staceli's expression.

But neither he nor his staff support the escape. I sit back and watch the war.

"What dare not be fat. Your heart is full of hair."

I don't even feel motivated when I'm a coward at the top, but this is good.

I pull out my long sword and put up a shield.

"I had more allies than I thought. But we're the ones in the front. If they pull out of here, the main team will be hit and the allies will lose."

Attacks from the sides will increase enemy damage, but they won't change us from being attacked.

"My allies are coming back from behind"

The enemy walked in, no matter what.

Conversely, if we stop them here and interdict them with the allies behind us, the enemy will be surrounded and destroyed from scratch.

I guess Staceli meant that from the start.

I didn't mean to push him into the river and nag him, refuse to supply him from the south.

We were going to crush our enemies here and decide on a complete battle.

He threw me and 105 soldiers into the most dangerous and necessary place on top of that.

"If we break through here, the enemy wins, if we can hold off until our allies return, we win. It's easy to understand and very difficult."

I saved the soldiers a lot of trouble explaining Gdagda as well.

I drain my impending enemies forward.

"Stop, don't pull a step. That's all."

"Ooh," cries out.

"Let's go!!

I'll put up a shield and join the front row.

The enemy was just around the corner.

Fortunately, thanks to the ambushes deployed from left to right, we don't have to worry about the siege.

I know my enemies don't have time either. It should take the shortest distance than it takes to circle in from the side.

Besides, in the midst of a chaotic advance, we won't be able to change orders now or anything.

In other words, the enemy comes only from the front. But with a lot of momentum.

"The enemies are accelerating and the numbers are kettle-different. I would have fought to avoid it from the front."

"Rejected this time."

A regiment of allies was torn apart trying to prevent our enemies from being bounced off.

"Take it from the front. Run this one too!

If you say so, I'll lead the way.

The allies also continued with their spears sticking out and shielding.

"They're coming in too!?

"Yeah, I don't have time for this! The main unit is right there. Keep treading!

The enemy doesn't stop at all, either.

"Hit it!!

The sound of metal shaking, bone crushing, meat crushing, horse screaming, man screaming, and the Terminator.

It was such an awesome sound that the God of War flipped through a box filled with the sounds of the battlefield.

"Ghaaaa!

"Yikes!"

We collided with our shields, dozens of soldiers at the point of collision.

Dozens of times that soldier should be crushed at your feet, of course.

"Don't back off!

I also hit my shield with the enemy in the front, screaming.

The enemy soared back horizontally with the ground in a shielded position, jumping his allies with his back.

"Push it through!!

There are about three enemies running in with their spears.

"If there's anything I can do..."

Hit the shield on the tip of the spear being protruded.

All three spears break.

"Try it!

I play the three enemy soldiers with a shield without killing the momentum.

The three dance through the universe, flying for about 10 m before falling, slipping through the ground and stopping moving.

"Not yet."

Throw the shield high over your head and grab the long sword with both hands.

Intentionally wield a large amount of preliminary motion against the enemy coming from the front.

"There's a big one coming! Defend!"

Running in, the Imperial soldiers stand by their shields and prepare for my sword. That's fine.

It doesn't matter. Beat the long sword of the horizontal giraffe from the top of the shield.

The brilliant collaboration prevents all my enemies from jumping backwards, involving their allies and rolling away.

Looks like we just shot a little cannon.

"Don't stop your legs! Keep going...... Grrr!

He pointed his sword at me, and the commander-like man who was screaming suddenly crumbled.

I hear the shield you just threw fell over my head.

"That's crazy. I was gonna throw it right up there."

Thank you. I don't like details.

Lifting the shield makes the commander want to flatten his head.

Sorry, this shield is so heavy that it doesn't lift when you're a normal person.

The movement of the surrounding enemies had stopped.

"This place stopped. And then you can prevent it."

Tell that to the allied soldiers, and I'm heading to a place where I'm about to be torn down.

The enemy would resume the assault, as he remembered, but the momentum, once stopped, would not return, only to repeat the push with his allies.

The next place I rushed was pushed harder than earlier.

"Hit the shield on people! The cavalry must be stopped!

"We don't have time to regroup. Stop the enemy's legs with your bow! False fire!? Shoot me because it's good!

Heavy cavalry penetrates toward the yelling soldiers.

I rush to point the spear, but with acceleration, it would be very unstoppable.

"Thank you."

Just before the heavy cavalry jumps in, I stick it sideways.

A horse body covered with iron plates and a dragon scale shield collide and sparks.

"Higgie!

The horse is overthrown with momentum on the spot, and the knight falls flashly, and I too will move forward with momentum.

"General!"

"The Admiral's here for you!

I don't respond, and when I get up, I rise low and wave my long sword as I rotate back.

There was a noise with Zdon and the enemy soldiers who were rushing over turned into two straight armors.

"Not yet."

Give in and flash the ground rinse, the foot of the infantry accompanying the cavalry, collectively chopping off six pieces.

Horses, knights, and infantry lost both legs as they ran, flying brilliantly through the air.

"This is the last time"

Pull the sword up the upper level, jump back to the side, and then swing it down.

The enemy cavalry spears that have stormed me cut off the sky, and my sword slashes the knight's shoulder mouth.

"Guaah!!

The knight, deeply shot into the sword, ran with blood scattered, and fell on his horse with all his might in the middle of his allies.

I hear cheers from my allies, but I hear flashes from enemies.

"What the fuck is that guy!?

"An infantry rides a heavy cavalry three times? Impossible!"

"Admiral Sarasu, you're invincible!

"I'll follow your head!

"Slash the enemy before you talk!

I'll kick the ass of the commander who helped me.

Re-establish the enemy's legs in a halted gap.

You don't have to get rid of them completely. The point is, all you have to do is hold out until your allies rush and eat up on your enemy's ass. It's easy to think about it like that.

"Don't be frightened Assault -!!"

The enemy also knows that time is running out.

A series of fierce attacks, regardless of sacrifice.

We made a huge sacrifice and continued to endure it.

Eventually, as shells and arrows descend from the main battalion, the momentum of the enemy gradually begins to diminish.

"The momentum of the enemy will drop and go. Form a formation while you can."

"No, an assault."

Block Yarkov, I command. Our aim is to buy time, but if we move on to attack here, the enemy will be greatly disrupted and lose momentum in the attack. Now it's time to set it up.

"Command from the main unit, order the 105th Corps to storm. Assault!!

Staceli seemed to have the same opinion.

We rush to the enemy ahead of the rest of the regiment.

The cavalry, which had been placed in reserve from the main unit, entered and joined us in the attack alongside us.

A cavalry from the main unit jumps into the enemy formation first, followed by us.

Enemies line up against cavalry and shields to take defensive positions. Exactly what I thought.

Just let the opponent take a defensive stance when you have no choice but to storm. Full points, moments and this victory will be close.

I notice a rare carriage running around when it is rampaging while slashing and throwing away enemy soldiers.

Looks like a two-headed carriage, but both horses and riders are wrapped in heavy armor.

And there was a big crossbow on the carrier.

"Whoa, it's a tank!

"Target the right enemy!

My allies are cheering when they see the carriage.

The tank fires a great crossbow to respond, beating down enemies one after the other.

"Well, can a great crossbow swirl?"

The crossbow is not just loaded on the carrier, but it can rotate on the carriage and seems to be aimed in all directions.

The speed also seems to go with heavy cavalry and seems very user-friendly.

Shall I use Schwartz to make it next time? He'll be able to pull it off with one head up.

Then one of the special carriages clashes and flips with a bunch of enemy soldiers who set up shields.

"Well, I knew it would be a bad idea if we clashed."

The place was close, so let's go help.

"Get ready!

Enemy soldiers waving their swords up against fallen allies.

Shake my long sword down on the enemy's head before that sword is swung down.

Kick the second enemy soldier without hesitation and throw the third through with a long sword.

"Is he alive?

Three fallen allies managed to get up.

Looks like the pilot has two big crossbow maneuvers per person.

"The horse and the body are safe, but the crossbow is broken..."

"I have no choice. Back off..."

It's a wise decision. If your weapon breaks down, you'll just be in the way even if you're on the battlefield.

But here I am.

"If the body is safe, there's a way to do it. Give me a ride instead of a big crossbow."

"" Huh?

Just drop off one of the loaders, and I'll get in instead.

The point is, this tank can still fight if there is a replacement for the Great Crossbow.

"Let's do it."

Actually, I wanted to give it a ride.

The tank that lost the great crossbow drives the battlefield again with me smiling and two strange-faced allies on it.

"Load me with arrows"

"Loading...? You throw it?

Hand me the bolt for the big crossbow while the loader looks in trouble.

I grab it and swing and throw it at a nearby enemy.

Bolt flew with the sound of cutting the air and hit the soldier next to the target enemy.

Bolt jumps out of the back of the hit enemy soldier and stabs the enemy soldier further behind him.

"It's more powerful than the original crossbow..."

The loader shrugs. Now load the next arrow.

"Next, ask for the right cavalry. We're approaching the side of our allies!

"Leave it to me."

I swing and throw all over again.

Now he hit his chest brilliantly, sometimes close in distance, and suddenly disappeared. Mostly he blew up with enough momentum for the horse to look strange.

"It's more powerful and accurate than the original crossbow... what's going on?"

"Waha."

It's pretty funny to try.

It feels good to be able to cover your allies more quickly than being slashed with a sword.

Our next target is the enemy Spear Soldiers who have formed an anti-cavalry formation.

An allied cavalry is imminent, but it is well defended and attacking.

"It keeps going."

"Whoa!"

Throw one bolt after another in a row.

The thick bolt pierces the enemy soldiers with every shield, and the formation is quickly disturbed.

With that gap, the cavalry enters and succeeds in cleaving the enemy formation and cheering.

"Coverage helps. That's a lot of shooting speed and power, though. Is it a new tank...... no?

A middle-aged man, like a captain of a cavalry, sent me a compliment as he walked alongside this one.

But the man grabs the bolt, and when he meets me, Jen royally, he slows down.

Let's give him a hand in return.

"Hey... tanks are armored carriages loaded with big crossbows, right? Muscle men aren't the weapons to throw arrows, are they?

"Captain, the battle is yet to come. Don't be shy. Stay with me."

Yes, the battle is still to come.

"It's a little too prominent. Return to your side if you can't fit in."

The pilot looks back and says: What are you talking about?

"The enemy is right in front of you. What do we do when we get back? Keep going in there."

"No, tanks don't say that. They run at high speeds to cover their allies..."

I grab the pilot's head.

"Just go in. I'm gonna misfire you in the back of the head!

"It's unscrupulous..."

Our tanks will jump deep into the enemy line without slowing down.

"That's the enemy's... surely a tank!? You came in here with a pair?

"Just stop it! You can't catch up with an infantry. Let the cavalry chase you!

They come after this one who runs around as many enemies as they want.

If the cavalry runs, the formation will be disrupted. It's too much of an achievement if you think of it as agitation.

But soon we will be surrounded by enemy cavalry.

Tanks are superior to manoeuvrability, but that's as fast as a heavily equipped knight and dull compared to a regular cavalry.

"Surrounded! That's why I told you!

"You gotta shake it off somehow! Not if they catch up!

The enemy cavalry draws its sword and approaches us.

He's shaking and intimidating the short spear the loader was equipped with, but he can't rely on it.

"Tanks are weapons of cover! If you are intimate with the enemy, you will have a countermeasure…"

I'll laugh at the loader with a sad face.

"Don't worry. The big crossbows we're loading are good at white soldier warfare."

I lay down my bolt, grab my long sword and ride myself out.

"To?"

"Hmm!"

Enemy cavalry looking up at sword over 2m with sword pointed this way.

Surprised face slashes away as it is and dances through the universe.

"Hey, what ah!

"It's not like a tank I know!

"Shut up and stay out of my way"

Kick and tumble another horse that was close to close range.

Additionally, throw the bolt in your left hand from close range.

The foot of the enemy cavalry, which happens to have lost several horsemen, stops and the distance goes away.

"What do you say, we cut through?"

"... you're a monster. It's impotent."

I was seen with a mixture of respect and awe from two of the tanks.

"Hey, isn't that our general over there?

"True. You're in a weird carriage and you're in a mess."

"I don't know, but we're not late either. You're gonna get hit."

Our allies are on the brink of prominence.

Instead of attacking this main unit, the enemy is already on guard.

I've been rambling on that for quite a while, so it's time...

That was just the right time to think about it.

A trumpet is blown high from behind the enemy formation.

It's a Federation assault signal.

"That's settled."

The main force of the allies devoured the enemy's ass. There is no more way to resist the enemy.

The Imperial Army collapses from the middle of the line and runs away and scatters.

"Trying to escape, to be exact..."

Anyway, we went deep into the main unit, and we were on the front, ambushes on the sides, and allies on the rear.

It's like jumping in a bag and there's no escape route.

"I guess you weren't going to let him get away with it from the start."

Yarkov comes next door and says.

There was a scratch on her shoulder and belly and blood seeped through her. Looks like you were fighting hard.

'Cause it'd be tough to get away with all this.'

It's not uncommon to say that a wrecked soldier will be a bandit and stay long.

But you didn't surrender, did you kill them all?

Celia also has a subtle face.

I've already settled but I don't have a surrender recommendation.

The harsh pursuit continues in its present progression.

"After a break also on 105, an order was issued for a thorough pursuit. He told me to chase him to the Western Plains."

"You have a deep grudge."

Is it natural that this much land should be destroyed?

"Well, I have no particular grudges. I'll leave vengeance to the Federation."

I'm sure the Empire guys have done a lot of things, and there's no particular resistance to killing everyone but women, but nothing I'd like to do as a pleasure. Rather, it depresses me to recall the distance to the western plains seen on the map.

"They say the general of the enemy says Zaphnes, but he gives 100,000 gold coins to even one soldier who captures him."

"100,000 is amazing again"

I'm impressed, but my forefingers don't move.

Adolf seems happy, but he can hardly work for a man's smile.

"Then I'll be a little prepped."

Celia started to make sure of the weapons and protective equipment.

"If you eat 100,000 gold coins of sweets, you'll die."

"No! I was wondering if it would help you manage your territory, too!

Oh, Celia's cute. I hope you don't have to go for it.

If you look at it, Yarkov is twitching too.

Naturally, you can't imagine a hundred thousand pieces of money.

"I'm tired, so I'm gonna get some sleep. I don't need an escort or an assistant. Go ahead and do whatever you want."

That's all I'm saying. I'm leaving.

The pursuit of allies seems to be extremely harsh, even with the bait of a huge reward.

Screams and yells continue all the way across the horizon.

"... uuuuuu. Humans scared......"

Nutia is shivering at a tremendous sight.

"Curiosity is good, but there are things you don't need to know, things you don't need to see. Come on, let's get some rest with me."

Walk with her shoulder.

"... thanks. But I'm not gonna do anything sketchy."

When I look at Nautia with a sad face, I get a puff of dust on my head.

The battle is over.

I want to go home to the place where the women I love wait quickly. And we want to love each other until we lose our hips.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlett, 24, spring.

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

2500 members of the 105th Temporary Formed Corps of the Lower Army (casualties are also out of number)

Accompanying Celia (in pursuit) Nautia (resting) Rare (in service) Marta (in obedience)

Brunhilde (asleep) Pipi (in pursuit) Sofia (in boobs)

Messerschmitt (in the dogs) Schwartz (in rest) Mirmi (in the water) Yarkov (in pursuit) Secrito (in free time)

Property Gold Coins 13000

451 experience55 + 555 children given birth