Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Sir and his wife and a group of nobles and knights visit the mansion.

Of course Gretel's next to me.

Anyway, it's Gretel's wedding with me.

Gretel puts together a pure white dress.

The flickering dress was long enough to drag onto the floor, her face covered in white lace but extremely thin silk so her make-up beautiful face looks clear.

"Beautiful. You're like a goddess, Gretel."

"Chi, I'm embarrassed in front of my father..."

Gretel, who turns bright red and leans down, Uncle Belts looks away from his face at first sight.

But there is no shame or dust in praising a beautiful woman.

Gretel, dressed in a dress, was so beautiful.

"It's like a beauty incarnation. I want to love you in this place."

Holding Gretel tight, she raised her voice pearly like a little bird.

"Gohon!"

"Ohon!... geho, koho!

The cough is Uncle Belts and Celia.

Celia coughs because she can't help it.

I have no choice but to free Gretel and look around.

Looks like Uncle Belts brought in a good number of confessions.

"Ko, what the hell is this luxurious mansion!? I didn't know there was such a place on the eastern border..."

"I thought the rising aristocracy drowned Miss Gretel, but with tremendous financial strength!

That accompaniment says something.

My new mansion is pretty big, and I bought all the ornaments as Claire and Laurie recommended.

I don't know any other aristocratic houses, etc., but yes I wouldn't lose that way.

"I didn't know the brave knights would make it this far."

"You mean Sir Hardlett, who sounds brave."

"There's a meatball in a dress in the corner. What's that?

Moreover, the Belts were admired to see the faces of the aligned escorts.

They are the best of my army, especially in stature and martial arts. It doesn't matter if I say Knights.

By the way, Christophe, who looks great in the front row, doesn't fly and is weak. I also stroked my maid's ass yesterday and was beaten with a mop and fainted.

But only the body is big and disappointing, so it looks good.

Would it have been better to put crack caution and bills on it?

"Then it's a simple formula, enjoy it"

I declare so and take Gretel's hand.

Since it is a ceremony to welcome the side rooms, gather the inhabitants and make them grand - but for Sir Beltz and Gretel, meals and liquor were well prepared.

It is what we call a cautious ceremony in the nobility.

Again, I'm calling for a couple of related nobles.

Even so, there are not so many nobles close to me.

It's about the Earl of Monassi, Viscount Bimbo, and Baron Gekihin.

"Dear Eigil, you have a different name"

Celia points me in the ear. I guess I made a little mistake.

Uncle Monassi and Baron Gokfin came the Lord, but Viscount Bimbo sent his eldest son as a nominee.

When I hear the story, the Lord eats the poisonous mushrooms he took in the forests of the realm and they are extinguished.

I guess I'm not having trouble with the money again.

Bimbo's eldest son was kidding when he first cared if he was wrong in his own way.

But he was a little relieved to see me sneak up on the dishes I lined up with bare hands.

I got my hands on Nonna.

The welcome is over. Gretel and I swear to the Spirit that we will accompany each other and love each other.

From there he also greeted his wives, such as Nonna and Kara, and vowed to support each other in going home.

Tits and applause rise from the venue.

Next to me, there's Gretel in the line of his wives, and instead, the mustache old man... Uncle Belts comes out.

"I didn't expect to be related to Sir... but I guess this is destined for something too"

"Really."

We shook hands and then declared that we would continue to defend the kingdom together as Gordonian nobles. An unparalleled cheer rises mainly from a party of Sir Beltz.

I guess it bothers them more than how Gretel the Four Woman ties me to the Belts family.

I'll smile at Gretel, who looks complicated.

You're the only one I'm interested in. Let's have fun this first night.

Gretel turned bright red and turned away when he made a nasty shape with his hands so everyone couldn't see him.

There is anger coming from Kannonna. They found an obscene signature.

"No, congratulations!

Kenneth suddenly appears with a familiar voice.

"Whoa! The Attorney General himself is here!

"That's Sir Belts and Sir Hardlett!

Funny, I heard you were too busy to attend...

There must have been a proper invitation for Uncle Belts' superior Kenneth and my superior Eirich in the army.

But they're both so busy now that they can't even come to Rafen and go to the ceremony.

Since it is not such a large ceremony or a ceremony to welcome a side chamber, I didn't care because Nonna said it would be normal for a nobleman like Kenneth or Eirich to come, but the person came.

"Oh, I see, is that what you mean"

Nonna was sneering and laughing bitterly.

Eirich replied that he would confirm Kenneth's absence and then send him a name, but is that relevant?

One of the new aristocrats who came as a nominee looks remorseful.

"Ha ha, Happy Night Tonight, Let's Exchange Cups!

The liquor platter begins at the head of Kenneth.

Hmmm... What's with the bride and groom being held on ceremonial night?

Can't you see I want to go to bed as soon as possible?

But I promised Nonna I'd do the ceremony properly yesterday. I had no choice.

I go away from the center of the wheel cheering and repeating my toast.

"Ko, this is the meat of the Black Beast I hear rumors...... I didn't know you'd cut it so thick, Sir Hardlett!

"Uncle Monassi. I don't have eyes right now. Pack it in a box for a souvenir to your family!

What are they doing?

Don't take the meat home, it hurts and it'll break your stomach.

"Unplucked. That's why I snuck in here with the box. Sir Gocfin, this wine is also a rarity from the Federation. Let's transfer it to a leather bag. If not, I'll lend you a spare."

Can you do this so that I can't see more because I feel sorry for you as a person regardless of nobility?

Belz, you've been overtly frowned upon by a group of people.

"I can smell it, though."

"I don't mind that. You can enjoy the fragrance even with water for a while. Use it without washing your mouth."

There's going to be tears. Let's do some wine in the bottle later.

"Uncle Monashi, Sir Gokufin, that lacks too much character..."

Viscount Bimbo's eldest son says as he peeks at me.

Pretending you haven't seen this place is what I call a human being.

"The only time to look good is when you're being watched!

"My belly is bloated with honor! That's still blue. Nobles are like this behind us."

"Ha, ha"

It's seen by a good number of people in the first place, and you're the only poor noblemen I know.

But I don't feel uncomfortable, I rather laugh.

"Have you failed to run your territory again, or have you been stained with poverty"

I thought I'd let Adolph travel when this cot is safe, but I'm having trouble balding again, so let's not.

I just think about it a little bit.

I'm the only one who knows specifically about the plague that is breaking in with refugees from the border, perhaps in this.

Maybe Kenneth knows.

"It's not like I'm gonna say it in a celebratory setting."

Vandrea and Mort are the ones with the plague spreading.

I don't think the Royal Palace of Gordonia will move, and even if they break into my territory, I'll have to do something about it eventually. Well, if you ask, you'll be fine to the point of answering without difficulty.

I closed my mind there.

I have already left this matter to Leopold, Adolf and Tristan.

Unless they say something, moving on their own will only get in the way.

It's not like I twisted my bad head and roared or anything came up.

It's best for the guy who can do what he can.

"Sir Hardlett, would you mind telling everyone about the Magrad War without being in the corner like this?

A knight who got drunk and blushed found me.

It wasn't until late at night that I finally got back to Gretel.

It is in her bedroom that Gretel waits.

Until now, I've been using the guest room, but now that I'm officially my wife, I've got a private room.

Slightly murderous bedrooms will also go dyed in her colors from now on.

"Thank you, sir, for waiting"

"You kept me waiting."

Gretel sits on the bed and opens her hands to welcome me.

I kiss her gently and then slowly let her take off her dress one by one, peeling her thin skin.

"Well, this is a pretty good hobby"

"I ordered it from the tailor with the thought of a fire coming out of my face..."

Her dress was a common marital outfit for the Goldonian aristocracy, but she changes color as soon as she takes off one of the top pieces.

The lace-only dress sticks to the body perfectly and looks clear not only to the shape but also to the color of the skin.

Young Gretel skin is as beautiful as a luminous fruit.

That's not all. Though thin, it looks like it covers your whole body, but the slits are in every corner, and if you don't think about it, you're going to be able to touch everything that matters.

This dress obviously assumes intercourse as it is worn.

"This is a special night, so can you hold me while I wear it?

I didn't reply.

Instead he hugged Gretel, caressed his nipples and genitals peeking from his slit, and answered with an intense kiss.

She seems to have felt just the atmosphere, her fingers wrapped in hot water.

I didn't let her escape trying to turn red and distract me from my face. I ravaged my mouth with my tongue.

"Pu... is, embarrassing! It's horrible to be humiliated only by me."

"That's right. I'm sorry. Then why don't you embarrass me, too?

I will be royal before Gretel.

After she smiles, she slowly takes off my costume.

"I used to think it was barbaric, but the instinct of a woman wants a man who can do it."

Got all my upper body off. Gretel strokes his muscles and repeatedly kisses his shoulders, chest plate, and abs.

You don't just want to mouth it, you want to leave a mark that's freshly sucking on the sound.

"Hehe, don't be too hasty. Can you free the place at heart and do it for me?

Gretel kneels happily on the floor when I open my legs and become Jen-royal.

And as soon as her slippery hands got my pants down.

"Yikes!?

The meat stick bounced and made a noise with Bettin as he hit his belly.

"As always, it's amazing."

Gretel looks up at me as he rubs his stone-like sole with both hands.

When they do that with the bridesmaid costume, the sense of conquest that got her everything is creeping up.

"From today on, this one belongs to you. And here you are..."

Push down Gretel and rub his chest.

"This place is gonna be mine."

Slowly put your finger in the meat hole and go.

"Yes, from today on we are a couple... no need to hesitate to make love"

Gretel gets in bed, and I chase him naked, too.

Gretel resists just a little when he tries to hold it and insert it as it is.

"Can you take it from behind? That... like a dog..."

Gretel crawls on all fours with his ass pointed this way as he says.

Brand new ears and tails came out from under the bed.

"I can finally be your husband's wife and dog."

Gretel shaking her ass with joy.

offend like a dog with his ears and tail on with a wedding dress with a hole in his groin.

I stumbled upon the female dog in front of me with treacherous excitement.

"You slutty female-dog, I'll rip you off with my husband's meat stick!

"One, one! Cawoon!"

Gretel bounces to the point where he wonders if his spine breaks when he grabs his ass and inserts a meat stick.

I don't hesitate to use my hips as I grab her breasts.

Even though my meat stick is too big in her hole, it sinks deeper into the back position.

Gretel gets bored with every single poke and sweats on his back.

"Say it if it hurts"

"Khun"

Are you saying it's okay?

I grab her hands and pull them so that the joints rub more.

"Cane!"

The noise of flashy meat sounds all over the room because of the fierce beating of his hips, increasing his sexiness from his ears.

Her fair face, tight fleshholes, slippery young skin, and most importantly, her heart that has become a wife and dog who has never fallen in love with me. All of that builds my love and passion and swells the meat stick away.

"Gretel, stop! We're gonna make it fierce!

I release my hands and grab my hips, hitting them much harder than ever before.

"One Cane! Cain!... hi, hi, no, no!

Gretel can't keep crawling on all fours to the hipster who's too intense, and his foreleg breaks down and he stumbles onto the bed.

When I moved my hips without worrying, there was finally a human whisper.

"You're my wife. I'm gonna make you adorable forever!

Screaming, I cover myself in Gretel and keep waving my hips.

I no longer know if the scream belongs to a dog or to a human.

Her body temperature is getting higher and higher when she feels like racing.

The hole is also starting to cramp at its peak, but it can't even tighten satisfactorily because of the thick stuff piercing through it.

"I'll get it out!

"One!"

Gretel, who manages to pierce the dog to the end, I hold her at the pinnacle moment trying to answer her too, groaning like a hungry wolf in my ear.

Did that dominant roar stop. Gretel's whole body trembled.

It's a deep, deep, final, supreme cramp. How many times has Gretel tasted this?

"Ah... crap... ugh..."

"Hmm!"

There was no voice, and he ejaculated vigorously as he held Gretel powerfully to his mouth.

Gretel, who had been savoring deep pleasure and my ejaculation for some time, eventually lost his power and lost consciousness.

"It felt good. Thank you, I'll protect you from now on."

I stroke my whole body and play hindplay while holding her unconscious body.

Meanwhile, the meat bars continued to pulse and pour dark juice into the Gretel.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

Gretel, who should have passed out, opens his mouth and stretches his tongue.

I respond by mouthing and tangling my tongue.

Shooting up the sperm, the meat stick, which was starting to shrivel, began to harden again.

"Sinful woman."

I don't know if I'm conscious or not. Lift Gretel up, take a seat, and keep shaking my body.

"I'll dye all your body with me. I'm gonna adore you till the morning sun rises."

Me and Gretel really stayed in touch until morning... just before Sir Beltz returned.

And the next day.

"Sir Belz, do you not need an escort on the road?

"... unwanted"

"Father, take care on the road"

……

We dropped Lord Beltz off, but he's got a hard attitude.

I can also hear the whispers of the surrounding people.

"Dear Agil, oh my God"

"I'm really already always a woman..."

I can even hear Celia and Nonna screaming.

The cause is obviously Gretel.

We encouraged Sir Beltz to mate just before he left, and we rushed into the room after Celia jumped in.

The costume I had taken off in Gretel's room was juice-coated, so I rushed back to my room to pick up my clothes and rendezvous with her again on the front porch, which I couldn't do.

"That's okay, sir. I wanted your father to know someday. That I gave my body and mind to my husband and became his wife and dog!

I'm not good. Seems like a pervert.

"Ha ha... well, it's a couple's hobby issue"

"Well, I suppose so. If we get along, we'll have a baby as soon as possible."

Beltz's surroundings follow him desperately, but my uncle was shaking with a pull.

That should be it, too.

Anyway, Gretel just came out with a light feather on that thin dress.

Plus, he has dog ears on his head, and he obviously stretches from where he thinks he's got a hole in his butt to his tail.

Besides, my body is full of kiss marks, and I can clearly see the marks of the juice flying in my hair.

As soon as I got out of front of Uncle Belts with my support, I zeroed the drizzle and seed juice from my groin.

I wanted you to wear your underwear.

"Sir Hardlett!

"Yes."

Lord Beltz puts his hands on my shoulder.

"I asked for my daughter... Gretel! Perverted hobbies are fine between couples too! But if there's anything like throwing it away after I've tutored you and made you a slut..."

Without saying what lies ahead, Sir Beltz can put his strength on his shoulder.

Unfortunately, it didn't hurt particularly.

"Of course, but she'll take care of me thoroughly."

Shake hands all the time and we'll break up.

Sir Beltz is holding his hand. Have you put too much effort into it... it's hard to add or subtract when you're a man opponent.

If they were women, they could be nice and natural.

"Ha... Now the social world has been hanging up on perverted rumors for awhile, Dear Agil,"

Nonna sighed.

Well, you know, 'cause you're gonna be cute tonight, too.

"I'm not jealous! Well... welcome."

Hehe, she's a pretty woman.

A light cavalry runs towards the mansion when he also gives the poor aristocrats a pack of meat and booze.

"Nonna and the others stay in the mansion first."

If it's about the plague, I don't want the women to hear it and worry about it.

The light cavalry screamed disrespectfully forgiving as they jumped in front of me before continuing.

"A formation arrives at the North Gate! His Majesty Celestina, the Kingdom of Malt!

"Huh?"

"Yeah!?

Me and Celia got their voices.

It doesn't look like I forgot to say I'd be surprised to get to Celia.

"It should be nice to see Celestina, but I only have a bad feeling"

Rita and Sebastian were asked to fly the instructions and prepare for the fire, ceremony cleanup and Celestina.

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Town of the Southern Provisional Occupied Territories Xat Plague Control Headquarters

"Patterns of plague outbreaks in villages in the southern tip of the provisional occupied territories, large numbers of dead"

An impact runs on a transmission from the border.

"Are you here at last..."

Adolf shakes his long hair and squeals into a sigh of sigh. But there was no rush or surprise at all in the tone.

"That's what was expected. I'd say it was slower than I expected."

Leoporto flies instructions to his men. The way to deal with it had already been decided.

"Hey, it's easy to have two good guys. I guess I didn't need it, huh? What do you say we fire him and send him back to Rafen?

"You don't have enough people to see the scene. Why don't you go check on the infected village?

Tristan, who tried to pack his bags, is told that by Adolf, who rocks his long hair, giving up and sinking into the chair.

"Well, let's see what's next"

Adolf ignored the gnarly Tristan and cut it off.

"The action plan is already well known and would be a waste of time. I don't think you were so incompetent."

Leopold says so, but Adolph doesn't mind, shaking his long hair and starting to read out the paperwork.

Tristan sends his gaze to dissatisfied Leoporto, then sees his anxious men around him.

Confirmation is not for the three of us, but to give peace of mind to the people around us.

Leopold remained silent with no expression of understanding or dissatisfaction.

"First of all, the villages where the infected have been identified will be sealed off and completely banned from entering and leaving. Violators are severely punished… a massive violation will be seen as a rebellion in the village itself"

"However, if you follow orders, food and necessities are delivered regularly outside the village…"

Adolf and Tristan nod saying so.

"The army has been thinly dispersed and deployed from region to region"

Leoporto adds with no expression.

"Fortunately, there are no massive cities or streets between the border and Xat. Large-scale rebellions are unlikely to occur, and there are limits to those infected going north."

"You've been helped by the intensity of your illness."

Tristan says sarcasm.

The symptoms of the spreading plague, commonly known as' flame pox disease ', are extremely severe.

It starts with a whole body pimple and takes less than three days to die with burning high fever and massive vomiting of blood.

Conversely, he notices his infection with pimples, and there is a limited range to which he can move even if he escapes.

Besides, three days is the time to die, and the time you can move on your own feet is even shorter.

Running away on foot into a wilderness with no well-kept streets hardly moves.

"There's hope. The point is, keep the infected locked up and the plague will stop after a while."

"The sick die."

Tristan makes tea and is stared at by Adolph, who rocks his long hair.

"Either way, it's our job to seal this plague. Whatever the way."

Leopold pinches his mouth and Adolf and Tristan nod.

"Exactly. But I have received the last order from Master Hardlett on this matter."

Adolph tells Leopold not to do anything unsolicited in the dark.

Leopold initially insisted that all the villages where the infection was confirmed should be burned down, but Adolf and Tristan denied it.

"Kill them all and they will cause a disobedience. That's how many revolts there are, like Magrad."

"Besides, it's not a good idea to seal the plague. If there are rumors that the army will come to kill all the sick people when they get out, the whole village will run off and scatter when the first one leaves. This is far worse."

Leoporto was convinced or not disputed any further.

"But whoever breaks the ban and escapes, I will kill them all. Is that good?

Adolf and Tristan nodded silently at Leopold's words.

"You'll have to stop. Selfish behaviour in this situation puts all the people at risk. Attempts at captivity are more dangerous than the plague may be mixed again. There's only one thing left to do."

"I guess I'll have the soldiers thoroughly deal with using bows and crossbows, or even with spears at worst. If the returned-blood soldier treats him as a sick man on the spot."

The three nod at each other before giving detailed orders.

In that calm attitude, the men around them scattered with a somewhat reassuring look on their face.

But the three men still don't move after their men leave the room.

"Is this the end of the play?

"You're good."

"I'm not like this. [M] He's a true man."

The three start talking again.

Unlike earlier, that was a story my men couldn't let me hear.

"The ban on entering and leaving the village can't all be cured. Sooner or later, as the viciousness of this plague becomes known, those who escape will surely leave."

"I'm sure you'll die three days after the symptoms, but it doesn't mean you'll have pimples the moment you get sick. We actually have more time to move."

Adolf widened a single blueprint.

"We're going to be able to bring it forward a lot bigger than planned. The refugee workforce has helped."

"It's a massive treatment facility... it's like a little town"

The blueprints were littered with buildings and food warehouses, moats surrounding the whole of them and simple fences.

The facility looked like it could accommodate thousands of people on a considerable scale.

"Sick people in enclosed villages will be transported here if they don't escape."

"I can go to the treatment center if I'm being adult. If you escape, the army will come to kill you."

Adolf and Tristan nod at each other.

But there's actually no cure for this plague.

Leoporto speaks out.

There is only a difference between suffering in your own home or in the treatment center than there is no cure.

The watchtower written in the blueprint is outside the moat, and the entrance and exit fences are also wide inside, contrary to normal, and narrower as they head outside.

The structure of this treatment center was built not to prevent intrusion, but to prevent escape.

It's a better design to call it an isolation than a treatment center.

"... If the plague spreads, it's all over. If you say hope, if you find a cure, this will act as a treatment center, as it should."

Adolf did not say that there is no prospect of that at the moment......

"We also need additional soldiers here to prevent escape. Any requests?"

"Don't worry about that. Additional defensemen and building materials were careless to Master Hardlett, but both arrived at the same time as the reply letter"

"That guy moves really fast, doesn't he? Sometimes it's a mess."

Tristan brings the tea to his mouth, but he puts his face on it when it cools down.

"As it stands, you're hundreds of times more thankful there than your half-smart boss. … Now for my last confirmation"

The three look around and confirm that there is no one peeking through the keyhole or listening outside the window.

"This matter is useless..."

"I don't need to tell you. Go on."

Adolf's confirmation is blocked by Leopold.

"Those who escaped from the village earlier said they would be stopped on the spot as soon as they found it, but only those who pass this path must make a reason to miss it"

All of the roads Adolph pointed out on the map were towards the treatment center.

"And whoever comes to the treatment center will be ordered to sneak in without punishment."

"Let it circulate as a rumor among the people..."

If you go to the treatment center, you can accept it.

What if the route there is also relatively safe?

"All the people realize the viciousness of the plague and fall into a state of panic. Then he runs away in all directions, regardless of the ban on blockades. That way, no matter how many soldiers you have, you won't be enough."

"That's right. But the people gather here first because there is hope that they will accept it as a treatment center. Nobody wants to travel without it."

Leoporto stares at the map and points it out.

"You can't go this way. If the scaffold feels good about it, the horse will come to Xat in a day. Build a simple fort here and shut it down, instead let's miss this detour"

"Okay. So let's go."

"The fate of the wretched people was decided on the plane."

Tristan, who made tea again, is stared at by the two of them and says as they add back tea to the sigh mix.

"We need to expand the size of the treatment center a little later."

"Is it an influx from the malt?

Tristan replies yes and then points to the map with the tea in one hand.

"I don't know what that country is... I'm sure you can't hit decent measures with all the relaxation. I think it will overflow from either side of the border. It would be catastrophic if it overflowed the north and even Zan-Dora got involved... but once it's another country, there's no reason to go into the country in grandeur and seal the road. The blockade of the border will be notified..."

Tristan slaps a ton of rivers on the map.

"Let's break this river embankment and submerge the streets. Then drop this bridge and the road will be here and here alone. This road is close to the abandoned fort, so even a few soldiers should put it there. That way..."

My fingers stretch from the malt to the treatment center.

"The main path will only be one stretch near the treatment center"

"... and you should go with it"

"... I don't feel good, but it sounds like the best idea"

Adolf and Leopold agree.

"So you tell Uncle Borderline this way?

When Adolf is about to say of course, Leopold denies it.

"These have to be accidents. It's not for Lord Hardlett to know, it's something he shouldn't know."

A long-lasting silence tells everyone they understand.

"Three evil bureaucrats, who wicked their husbands in secret."

Once again, Tristan is stared at by both of us.

Suddenly, I tried to make tea, but there were no more leaves, so I wrote tea in the emergency supplies request section.

"By the way, what's the name of this treatment center? If you're going to spread rumors to the people, I think it's better if the name fits."

"Right...... let's name it 'Bessel Link' then. It'll probably be a name in history."

"As a death camp that pushed the sick into it?

"... I'd like you to stay as a treatment center for stopping the plague."

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Bedroom of King Pollon, capital of the Kingdom of Porpo

"I'm defeated."

I declare so by having my attending physician close the king's open eyes.

Porpo IV, the current king of the small kingdom of Porpo, finally left the world after several years of hospital beds.

The royalty and heavy ministers gathered in the bedroom scream and cry down at the same time.

But not many are truly grieving.

The king was over ninety years old, and he was in the hospital bed for a long time and repeatedly in danger, so he even thought about doing it.

One man advances in and declares as he wipes his tears.

"Gentlemen, more than this, the Kingdom of Porpo will serve thirty days of mourning throughout the whole territory. Command all lords to come to the king's capital. And the nobles of the king's capital shall mourn in the mansion, and the people of the king's capital shall imitate it.

The man was the eldest son of a collapsed king.

The king had five men, so he first declared mourning, thus demonstrating the legitimacy of the governor's inheritance as his eldest son.

The other princes looked dissatisfied, but did not pinch their mouths because what they proclaimed was extremely neat and common.

While following the crowd, he was determined to fight the throne after the mourning.

One late princess, Wilhelmina, seemingly unrelated to the housekeeper's feud for the royal palace pulsating on conspiracy and plot, returns to her private room in tears.

"I serve mourning in my private room. Everybody cut the job early and drop my father off at the Yellow Springs."

That's all Wilhelmina says and goes back to my room and tells me not to go into a maid or servant.

Her grieving expression is perfect, and the servants go down without saying anything, crying.

And the door was closed.

"Is he dead?

"Oh, finally dead"

The princess's tears dry in an instant and sit tight in the chair.

A big man who was in the room at the same time showed up.

"When do you take action?

The big man does not hesitate to sit in the chair facing each other and drink the liquor out of the bottle.

"It takes three days for the Lords to gather in Polon. You'll have less trouble after that."

"Well, let's see what we can afford and do it with the dawn in five days"

The big man recommends the liquor to the princess, but she shook her head sideways.

"I am Shimodo. You can't drink."

The big man laughs bitterly before continuing the conversation.

"You're a strange woman, too. I didn't expect a princess to let a dude like me into a room like this."

Wilhelmina answers without precipitation as she looks to the big man.

"I need your help for my purpose."

The big man stirs up booze again.

"From what I've seen, you're pretty good and the other princes and ministers are scum. Wouldn't it be easy for a woman to control a housekeeper's fight and gain the throne if she cared about it?

Wilhelmina answers.

"I guess. with conspiracy to drain them, and it's not that hard for me to be king"

The big man laughs.

Then why did you surround us?

The princess laughs just at her mouth.

"What are you gonna do when you're king of such a small country? The empire of the south, of course, to the kings of the kingdoms that altair fanatics were crushing tomorrow just because they cared about it."

The princess sticks a knife up on the map she was decorating the wall.

That's not a map in porpoise territory, it's a map of the whole central plain.

"I don't just want Porpo. I want Altair, Vandrea and Liberties all. No, both northern Goldonia and the urban state...... I want to get all of the central plains. I thought so and I looked at this map every day."

"She's a greedy woman. Then shouldn't we have acted immediately?

Wilhelmina shakes her head at the big man's point.

"Unfortunately, I can't do that. It would have been possible at any time to hold the country back. But if Altair had acted when he was alive, he would have been crushed. Porpo is incompetent, useless, and that's why he could exist."

"Isn't it only by jumping at it that we can be champions?

Wilhelmina laughs without putting it on her face.

"I have no military talent. Thousands of commanders can handle it, but they don't have the ability to lead tens or hundreds of thousands of armies. You can't beat Altair."

Wilhelmina's face turns to the big man.

"But 'you guys' have it, right? Zaphnes."

Big man - Zaphnes didn't deny it.

"The king is dying, both Vandrea and Altair are collapsing in a natural mutation, and Liberties is desperate to combat the plague. The Empire is in pain of defeat, drooling refugees and unable to make physical moves. And even the military talent that I lacked showed up. Is there anyone who can't get this stage ready to move?

"What do you think 'we' will betray you and take the throne after you've done something?

Wilhelmina looks into Zaphnes' eyes.

Wilhelmina with nearly 190 musculoskeletal zaphnes and less than 160 thin limbs, the physique difference was evident but slightly Zaphnes looked more barometric.

"If you guys betray me, I'm done. But there's no better way to think than if you were a little man satisfied with being Porpo's 200,000 little kings."

Wilhelmina looks up at Zaphnes and puts her fist on that chest.

"I aspire to hegemony more than this. First of all, this country, and all the south of the Central Plains. Do you want to follow me?

"Let's go, but we'll go to the hegemony with the princess of a small country... not bad. It's a much more interesting path than going back to the Empire and being slapped in the neck. My defeated general and my defeated officers will help you."

Small vows were exchanged in a room in a small country.

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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.

190000 inhabitants, 28000 refugees.

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

Remaining army, 4800 men.

Infantry 3700 Cavalry 500 Archer 300 Artillery 300

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

5700 Southern Troopers

Infantry 2000 Cavalry 500 Archer 500 Bow Cavalry 500 Refugee Security (Light Infantry) 2200

Other

2,000 reserve officers, 150 security forces.

Family

Nonna (obstinate) Carla (side chamber) Mel (crunchy) Mitty (side chamber) Maria (side chamber) Katrine (side chamber)

Gretel (Dog Wife) Melissa (Concubine Pregnancy) Qu (Concubine) Luu (Concubine) Mirei (Concubine) Pipi (Concubine)

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

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

Nautia (Adventure) Sofia (Concubine) Secrito (Construction)

Sebastian (Deacon) Dorothea (Wangdu Mansion Management) Claudia (Ball) Clara (Samurai)

Outsiders

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

Pets

Porch (Greater Lizard) Messerschmidt (Bartender) Schwartz (Horse) Felteris (Carriage Ride)

Subordinates

Celia (Deputy) Myra (Magistrate) Marta (Side Service) Irigina (Commander) Luna (Commander)

Gido (Guard) Porte (Refugee Officer)

Leoporto (Plague Control) Tristan (Plague Control) Adolf (Plague Control)

Claire & Laurie (Merchant) Liliane (Actress) Chloe (Servant) Alma (Servant)

Property Gold Coins 62460 Besell Link Installation (5000) Weddings (1000) Poor Threesome Souvenirs (30)

542 experience66 children born +555