Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"The refugee response seems to be going well."

Tristan said so after he ran through the report.

I'm in a visibly bad mood for some reason.

"Right."

I take a bottle of liquor out of the shelf, nodding like the best.

"No."

Celia took it from me.

"Looks like the clashes between residents and refugees have almost disappeared since the army left. As planned, we're splitting it up into thousands of people and putting it to work all over the territory."

Tristan drops a piece of paper over here, Celia checks and pushes Pong and the verdict.

"That's good"

I take out the little liquor bottle I hid in my desk drawer.

"Please take care of yourself during your duties"

Now Marta took it from me.

"Their wives will get to Rafen by tomorrow. At first, my family seemed reluctant to leave, but this one trusted me by supplying enough food and paying my labourers."

I'm scared to see Myra with a flicker and a rough nose while Porte reports that.

"My wife can't fit in. We'll have a simple residence outside the Rafen Street Wall to let her live. Depending on her husband's hard work, she's also allowed to reside within the Rafen Street Wall."

"Hmm...... that's the way it's done"

I subtly take the wooden tension out of my desk.

"No...... ugh!?

Celia snatched it as quickly as she had just taken it, realized who it was and rushed to hide it.

Hehe, you got caught.

"Why are you putting this stuff in your desk! And it's damp... isn't it used!

Marta turns a bright red face and turns away.

As far as I'm concerned, you can let them live right inside the wall, but they need these distinctions to reward them. Well, if it's near Rafen, it's not particularly dangerous because it's outside the wall, okay?

Besides, I have more to worry about now.

"Hey Myra, what are you so angry about?

Myra was very angry earlier.

Porte is threatening me.

Celia and Marta also look surprised, and Tristan doesn't even try to see Myra.

Myra, on the other hand, was staring at Tristan.

"I told you to get Tristan, who ran away leaving the report alone, did you do something?

Though I don't think Tristan can be bad for Myra. If he even touched his butt, he would have broken his arm.

"It's a product of conjecture and misunderstanding. The world at all, especially women, is a pain in the ass. So I have a book in my room..."

"Hmm! That disrespectful woman. How shall I do it!

If you ask me, Tristan, who escaped again, was running to his lover's shop.

"Two different things. One thing, me and Estelle are not lovers. The other one didn't run, he grabbed my arm and dragged me."

Well, it's trivial.

"When I walked into the store, this impudent man was caught by a woman and deluded."

"What!? I didn't know you were gonna go back to work and fuck a woman, you jerk."

……

Why are we all silent?

"That woman when I grabbed Tristan's collar and tried to pull..."

A blood vessel floats in Myra's temples.

"'Tristan is my man, please don't let him out' and so on... it's a terrible misunderstanding"

"Pfft."

Celia laughs, Myra stares.

"I'm nobody's man..."

"At the end of the quote, 'What an ugly woman to use power for sex! He won't give it to you,' he barked!

"Did I say Estelle? It's a woman with a sexual roots."

We all know Myra's face in Rafen.

She hasn't done anything tyrannical, but I don't want you to get bored because she's loud enough to accommodate the rules.

The people really hate and fear it because it takes control from one end to the other of street prostitution, street corner gambling and standing piss.

But no one has the courage to yell at Myra, who has the Baron and leads the security forces first.

Myra gets so angry, she must have argued hard, not a word or two.

"How dare you say I care about Tristan, etc. You deny it, you don't listen."

"Oh, I see, Estelle's pretty persistent... and she's got a lot of conjecture."

"That disrespectful woman, let's go to jail for disrespect."

Myra steps on her feet in regret. She's a woman. Take a closer look at her.

Tristan pinches his mouth before I say so.

"Wait a minute. Sure, Estelle said too much, but it sounded like a strange misunderstanding. The last one is about the end of the argument, and will you take a big look at it?

I am intrigued and set myself off.

It's funny how Tristan covers other people, let alone women.

"Keep everything going about the refugees. Come on, Tristan, let's talk."

"There's nothing to talk about. It's just a breakfast treat."

"The forks, the spoons, the cups, they were all in her hands."

Myra makes tea.

"Hehe, you're the one who can't put it in the corner either"

But I reviewed it. A man who is not interested in a woman is incredible at the bottom of his belly.

"I'm thinking about taking care of you."

Tristan looks frightened. There's nothing to hide.

"You probably grabbed your ass from behind and poked it a bunch, didn't you? Like I did to Myra last night."

"Hey!?

Myra turns bright red and Celia and Marta's cheeks swell. Porte shyly turns away.

"Did you even make him kneel? Just like I had Celia do this morning."

"Ugh!?

Celia turns bright red and Myra swells in the future. Porte hid his face with both hands.

"Or did you play tense? Just like I did to Marta earlier."

"Hey......"

"Is this it!?

Marta blushes and releases the tension shape Celia was rushing to hide on her back.

Porte crouched. Red to the ear.

"I'm getting a headache. I'll give up and work, so I was wondering if you could make it around..."

"I won't let you get away with it! Hey, wait. I still need to ask you something."

I try to ask more questions, but Myra and Porte take me out of the office.

I'll tell you everything one day. You can take a peek at the example bookstore.

"Ah, my lord... not Mr. Borderline"

Meet Gretel all the time in the hallway.

She came running without hesitation.

Apparently, he was helping Porte.

"Hehe, you're still cute today"

Gretel has a skirt that hides his knees in a thin half, and a hat on his head.

She has pretty big tits, but her chest was hidden because of her work clothes.

"Glad to hear it! When Uncle Borderline praises me, my body will be on fire."

I move my pretentious ass when I stroke your head. I think I see a swinging tail.

"You're my fiancée, and I'm sorry I let you do your job."

"No, I'm glad to be of service to Uncle Borderline! And I've annoyed Teacher Porte, so if I can help you, it'll make my mind easier."

I was under the impression that you said my dear lady, Gretel, but lately she's a gentle and elegant courtier besides me.

Besides, I can't wait to be young overflowing from seventeen girlfriends.

Then I feel something on my spine.

Looking back, Mel was crossing the hallway on the other side.

There was a distance and I didn't seem to notice this one, but it was a strange sign.

"Besides... it's the home of the man who's about to be my husband, and I'm coming in."

Gretel blushes and cringes.

Yeah, we needed to talk about that.

"We've got a date for the ceremony. I should report it to Lord Beltz from you."

When I said that, Gretel jumped at me with joy.

I've been waiting a long time for a Federation outpost.

I have to make you happy enough for that.

"Glad! Now you can finally be your female dog!

Please don't say that at the wedding.

Especially if they say it in front of Uncle Belts. It could be a duel noise.

"You should push all the rest of your work on Tristan and go tailor your dress"

Gretel pressed his young lips against me before starting to dominate with a full grin.

"On the dress, on the hat...... would the neckline be good too?

"Sure. Buy whatever you want."

That's about as valuable as it gets.

"On that one... on the ear... on the tail..."

Gretel going out with Run.

After I drop her off, I head to Nonna's room.

The reason is to get in her mood.

The wedding with Gretel will be held back. Considering about Uncle Belts, some emphasis will need to be placed on format, and Nonna, the rightful wife, will also be asked to attend the ceremony.

It's a ceremony for my husband to marry another wife. You can't be calm.

Anyway, I have to keep Nonna in the mood.

I'm prepared to take as much as I can for a head poke and a scratch.

"Nonna, can I come in?

I knocked exactly, but I haven't heard back.

When she opened the door without a knock before, Nonna was sleeping on the couch eating cookies while she was stretching.

When he saw me, he poured the cookies out of his mouth and screamed like a ghost.

He then complained scatterly and was sworn that he would never enter the room again without a knock.

"Now where have you been"

I wasn't on the terrace or in the courtyard where I usually have tea.

They've been talking to Claudia a lot lately in each other's rooms... but she was rolling in the living room and not with Nonna. Clara said you ate too much to move.

Later, as I thought, I turned to town at high speed... and ran away. Did you even make any promises that you would leave even Clara?

"Nonna must have gone to town, too. I guess I'll be in a mood change, too."

So I thought I'd go with someone, but only at a time like this, no one.

It's not enough to call it in, so let's go alone.

"Whoa, this was the way to the whorehouse"

My feet have turned unconsciously, but Nonna can't be in a whorehouse.

Must be the theater. It's been a while since I've been there.

◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇

Vandrea People's Federal Capital Vandra People's Congress

The floor was wrapped in unprecedented tension.

The heavy towns that were supposed to be at the heart of the state also seemed small and threatening as if they were scolded children.

Until recently, there was disagreement and repeated yelling at each other over food shortages and measures to deal with refugees.

But now, there is no one to slap him in vain. Creepy silence dominated the place.

The report goes on pale.

"The plague was finally also confirmed in a village near Vandrea. Now the plague has been confirmed in cities, towns, villages and everything south of the capital."

"The dead already reach 10,000. But this is information from three days ago, so it would now be tens of thousands. In some towns, a majority of the people have died, and there are places where decent reports are no longer possible."

"We mobilized hundreds of doctors by state order, tried every cure, but no matter what we did, 90% of the sick didn't help, and on the contrary, more than a hundred doctors fell ill. There are currently no medicines available for this disease."

Participants look equally sad at the pessimistic reports.

In the meantime, one man raised his hand.

"I believe that this heinous plague needs new measures. Currently, people suffering from this disease are not treated and are supposedly to be disposed of immediately. I believe that this measure should be extended to all who live in the same house."

The silence finally breaks on the man's remarks, and the twitch happens.

"Are you saying that if one person gets sick, we'll kill the whole family!?

"Whatever it takes. It's..."

But the rapporteur shakes his head quietly.

"This plague - it seems to be called 'flame pox disease' among the people"

It was because of the pox that covered the whole body of the burning high fever 'flames'.

"Flame pox disease is as different as any disease we know. A plague that would kill 90% of us… This is a disaster that could destroy the entire country, the central plain, as opposed to villages and towns."

Another person in tune stands up.

"It makes sense! Even if you think about it, look at it. It's been a long time since a report of a flame pox disease outbreak. But now the disease is spreading throughout our country. Furthermore, this is a report from a spy infiltrating Altair... that an extremely serious plague - the first of which is definitely flame pox disease - is beginning to spread in that country!

The twist becomes stronger.

"I am not a doctor, but I know that this disease is incurable and spreading with fierce momentum. I can't afford to argue for a long time. If we don't act soon, we're really doomed!

The person who was at the center of the floor controls the man who reinforces the narrative with his hands.

He is the supreme leader of the Vandrea People's Union.

"Understood. I didn't sin. I don't mean to kill people, but I can't seem to say that either. I need you to run it right away."

"I understand, people's representatives!

The rep bows his head deeply.

The others nod deeply with a serious look.

And one stiffened with a blue-white face.

People's representatives look around the floor in a quiet face.

"It's a tragic situation like war, a natural mutation, a serious hunger, and a plague, just like some kind of curse"

The delegate smiled softly after seeing each and every person on the floor.

"Still, we are confused and firmly form a nation without falling apart. This is something I'm really proud of. It's only with competent gentlemen."

The same expression only soothes a little.

You can't be unhappy with the praise from the supreme power.

At that time, one of the neighbors entered the floor with a blue face and eared to the delegate.

A soft grin freezes in an instant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, unfortunate report. A patient with inflammatory pox disease was identified in Vandra earlier"

There is a voice from the floor that cannot be distressed or screamed.

The men's complexion began to change from blue to white.

"Where it happened - the bedroom of a mansion, the infected is the Lord's wife... don't you know whose mansion it is? Mr. Criscius."

All at the same time distance from one participant.

The named man tried to excuse himself for something, but before that, a soldier stabbed him with a spear and let him die.

Finally, the plague broke into the capital of Vandrea.

◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇

The protagonist, Agil-Hardlett, 24, summer.

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's intermediary, Sex King of White Capital.

190,000 inhabitants 27,000 refugees (assimilation of women prisoners)

32000 in important cities Rafen 5000 in Lintblum 13000 in special pioneering districts

1,0500 troops.

Infantry 5700 Cavalry 1000 Archer 800 Bow Cavalry 500 Artillery 300 Temporary Refugee Guard 2200

26 artillery, 20 large artillery, 16 dwarf artillery, 10 tanks.

2,000 reserve officers, 150 security forces.

Family

Nonna (Lobby) Carla (Side Room) Mel (Side Room) Mitty (Side Room) Maria (Side Room) Katrine (Side Room)

Melissa (concubine) Qu (concubine) Luu (concubine) Millay (concubine) Pipi (concubine)

Casey (Haunted) Rita (Maid Length) Yoguri (Robbie) Alice (Ass Concubine) Rare (Concubine)

Marceline (concubine) daughter Stephanie (concubine) Bridget (concubine) Felicie (concubine)

Nautia (under development) Sofia (concubine) Secrito (discovered)

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

Outsiders

Brunhilde (Vampire) Lamy (Courtyard Administrator) Arlaune (Satisfied) Mirmi (Mermaid)

Pets

Porch (Large Lizard) Messerschmidt (Waste Dog) Schwartz (Horse) Felteris (Free Time)

Subordinates

Celia (Deputy) Myra (Magistrate) Marta (Shame) Iridina (Commander) Luna (Commander)

Gido (Guard) Porte (Refugee Officer) Gretel (Happiness)

Leoporto (border garrison) Adolf (sanatorium) Tristan (intense duties)

Claire & Laurie (political) Liliane (lobby) Chlor (servant) Alma (servant)

Property Gold Coins 90000

Gift (unopened)

530 Experience 66 + 555 children given birth