Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Room 1, Royal Palace of Polon, King's Capital of the Kingdom of Porpo

"You've come a lot, Wilhelmina. Since when do I see you alone?"

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Brother Hellbrandt."

Wilhelmina salutes herself most by holding up her black mourning skirt.

Helbrandt - who made him the eldest son of the former King Porpo and the first heir to the throne - nods one thing when he fumes.

"In mourning, you can't have fantastic hospitality, but drink some tea."

"Thank you. I brought some tea, too."

The relationship between Wilhelmina, who was only to attend some rituals as Herbrandt and her youngest daughter, who were the same royal but busy as the Crown Prince, is not very deep.

There's a big difference in age in the first place.

The former king did not have a son until he was later in life, but Helbrandt, the king's eldest son, who was more than ninety years old, was already over fifty years old and becoming old.

Wilhelmina, on the other hand, was twenty this year, an age difference like parents and children.

"After my father's death, I was worried to hear that you were locked in a room. Because you were adored by my father."

"Yes...... but I can't even just be sad. As royalty, we must lead the country to tomorrow."

Wilhelmina says with a sad smile.

"Exactly. And my stupid brother... he's planning something if he can't take the throne."

Hellbrandt struck his tongue and, as the next king, uttered inappropriate dirty words.

"Isn't that a misunderstanding? That can't be happening."

Hellbrandt laughs bitterly when Wilhelmina says it as a surprise.

"Ha, I guess innocent you don't get it. I hope so too..."

Hellbrandt throws one confection into his mouth and then sits next to his distant older sister, holding her shoulder.

"Wilhelmina, why don't you join me in serving porpoise? I've heard rumors about your situation, but I don't have an earliest father. Royalty, if we unite our hands, we will be a restraint to our brothers."

That being said, the man gently strokes the woman's shoulder and pulls her face close enough to breathe.

Helbrandt's gaze was directed at Wilhelmina's neck and swollen chest.

"Brother......"

The age of Wilhelmina is twenty years old, and he has become a child made by the former king since he exceeded seventy and is also unnatural.

Her mother was a young side chamber, but there were rumors that her mother had died of illness early after childbirth and that there were children in the royal palace that she had given birth to with male seeds.

In fact, Wilhelmina's appearance did not resemble that of any of his other brothers as did the former king.

The former king also adored his youngest daughter like a plaything animal, but never showed interest in her talent, nor gave her a meaningful job.

"Be mine. Then I'll give you the blood of a thick royal family."

Hellbrandt takes Wilhelmina's hand and lightens it.

There was clearly a flame of lust in my eyes.

"Your Highness... Your Highness Herbrandt..."

That's when I hear knocking on the door. Hellbrandt rushed away from Wilhelmina.

It was a whispering voice because it was an unacceptable mourning of shouting, but an unhidden voice of haste.

"What's going on?"

Hellbrand, who re-sits opposite Wilhelmina, is allowed into the room.

The man who quickly enters the room is a little surprised to see Wilhelmina, but he doesn't mind turning his ear to Helbrandt.

"What? That Yoel was assassinated!?

Hellbrandt speaks up, forgetting the ban on mourning as well.

Joel is the second prince.

"Ha... in a crossbow on the way home from the lodging where the lords are"

"That idiot, what the heck... no, I don't care"

Hellbrandt glances at Wilhelmina.

She put her hand on her mouth and was stunned, to tears in her eyes.

"Who the hell... is Mauriz, third in inheritance, who benefits from his death? No, he was close to Yoel. Hands in hand. That can't be an assassination! It was the fourth largest Balfan of inheritance - but it was such a big deal to the coward..."

"Brother..."

"Keep your mouth shut. In the meantime, we will need to call Balfan here to ask questions. Then wash the servant's surroundings. If you're going to kill Joel, you're going after me."

But the next man jumps in before the order is executed.

"Your Highness, it's important."

"That Balfan is dead!? I fainted during a meal... poisoned!?

The next newspaper jumps into the flashing Hellblant.

"Ma, look at the window! There's a fire coming out of His Highness's mansion! His Highness's safety is unknown!

Black smoke was already up in the sunny summer sky when I rushed to open the window.

The mansion is already wrapped in bright red flames.

Everyone was already shouting without a ban on mourning.

"We have information that His Royal Highness Prince Darfit was also present in His Highness Mauriz's mansion."

"Hey, what the..."

Hellbrandt falls back on the spot.

Four brothers who were prepared to contend with the governor disappeared in one day.

Wilhelmina stopped covering her mouth at some point and watched the flames burning with her emotionless eyes.

"Assemble the army anyway! It's no longer a case of mourning."

But the men remain puzzled.

"I don't see you as Waragood Kingsguard that's supposed to be packing inside the Royal Palace, and General Linoos..."

"Then you can be vice president! Use your head for a bit!!

At last, Hellbrand yells and everyone rushes out in unison.

Hellbrandt, who closed the door, locked the double key tightly.

Thick doors and sturdy keys will not be easily broken when the crooks arrive.

Once again, there will be only two of us in the room.

"Oh my god... who is this... minister? Or the big lord guy...... no, would he do something stupid like that now that he's coming to the king's capital? But at the same time, the four of us are outrageous."

Fifty men walking around the room fluttering like sick bears. Wilhelmina said abruptly there.

"If we all do it at the same time, we'll give them time to prepare."

To his sudden voice Hellbrandt saw his surprisingly old away sister.

"Hellbrandt, your brother is really ignorant and stupid."

She was - smiling.

"Wilhelmina?"

Slowly legged, she continues tilting her teacup.

"Hehe, didn't you tell your other brothers you couldn't take the throne or anything? Because they're all already dead."

The tone even seemed fun.

"No way you did!? No, it can't be. Four royals in such a little girl style!

Wilhelmina quietly returns the drunk cup to the table.

"Was there anything else? Commander Kingsguard is in the pond. General Linoos may be a suburban field."

As soon as she raises her gaze, Hellbrandt holds her ass.

I look into my little girl's eyes and fifty men's hips fall out. It was a strange sight.

"Why are you doing this!

"You think the strong need a reason to eat the weak?

Walking over at a small stride, Wilhelmina gives herself up in front of fifty men.

"Your brothers are all mediocre. It is not a vessel that leads the country. That's why we ate it."

A woman bites a man's ear lightly.

"Oh, a little girl like you to the king of porpoises, etc. - Yikes!

It was the murder that blocked the words, the bitten earlobes that chewed off a thousand times.

"I'm not interested in the king of porpoises. What I want is a bigger country... all of the central plains..."

Wilhelmina looks up by finding a map placed on Hellbrand's desk.

That was mostly because it was a map with only the Kingdom of Porpo written on it.

"After all, little man, the throne is nothing but yours."

Torn down the map, she walks lightly through the room.

I tried to scream, but I couldn't get through the thick doors to keep it confidential.

Above all, I just had to admire the force that she couldn't speak of.

"Weak eating is the logic of the world, and you want to live as a strong man anyway."

It's like skipping a meadow. She walks and talks.

"And that's the same thing in this country. Threaten Altair like a weak child rat, threatened the Empire...... wouldn't it be boring to be there? So I'll change it for you. The country, the people, everything."

Wilhelmina talks like a girl who talks about her dreams with pleasure.

"We need to be armed while Vandrea is confused by the plague. I'd love to multiply the confusion and invade if possible, but I'm afraid if I catch a plague here, I'll end up falling, and if it's also a special effect, I'll be able to do more shortcuts..."

"Bullshit..."

Hellbrandt sits down under barometric pressure and grabs a protective dagger.

And the moment Wilhelmina missed her gaze, she stood up and poked it at her.

"I hear your mother got the devil's seed, not your father! But I won't let you do what you want. You can't give this country and its people to the devil's daughter!

Wilhelmina is 150 tall and small and has no experience in martial arts.

I couldn't have done anything about a man with a blade no matter how his head was cut off.

Oh, I'm surprised.

Wilhelmina puts her hand on her mouth and exaggerates.

"You should have accidentally struck me before you talked perky. You should have dealt with my corpse."

Hellbrandt tries to walk towards the door.

"Your brother knows about that, too. I totally agree.... but"

The woman smiled again.

"I was going to tell the dead from the beginning."

Make a noise with Karan and the dagger falls to the floor.

Hellbrand tried to pick it up again, but couldn't, and fell straight into the floor.

"Brother, you mustn't eat sweets from other royals in the midst of a housekeeper's fight, right?

Wilhelmina pockets the remaining tea treats.

"Gi... gi... duh, poison... gi..."

"It's just a numbing pill. If you kill me with poison, I'll be the killer."

She picked up the dagger that fell on the floor and shook it up.

"Thank you for sticking with the futile story. I wanted to tell you my story once and for all, but I was ashamed that you were the one who was alive."

The dagger is shaken down without hesitation.

"but... oh... gi..."

Are you paralyzed to the vocal cords with medication? No screaming.

"I will guide this country and its people. Please rest in peace, brother."

The blade swung down again, capturing the heart.

Hellblant, once spasmodic, will never move again as it is.

"... too vibrant"

In addition to her heart, she scratches her entire body, then flips the table, smashes the vase into the door and breaks it.

"What is the sound now? Your Highness!?"

The sound just leaked and the guards started knocking on the door.

Wilhelmina roughs up the room with even more noise.

"Your Highness! Your Highness, please open the door! Hey, we're gonna beat it!

Wilhelmina poked her dagger at her brother's heart again as she quickly opened the window.

Without setting it apart, the guard enters by knocking down the door with a hammer.

"No, brother!! Brother!

My youngest daughter was there crying over her brother's body.

"So, Your Highness!? What the hell is this!

"Dear Wilhelmina, what the hell happened!?

"The crook suddenly came in through the window... your brother was fought to protect me, but he took my sword... oh how could you do this!

The guard ascertains Hellbrand's breath but was naturally out of time.

"Out the window. Follow me! Never let them get away with it!

"Now all the successors have been killed... the porpoise is over..."

In the midst of the commotion, Wilhelmina is escorted back to her room by a guard.

"Follow your brother's revenge more than I do! No way. You won't be targeting a little girl with no inheritance rights."

"But to leave Her Royal Highness alone..."

A big man stands beside a reluctant guard.

"Your Highness's escort will be done by us as private soldiers. I want you to do your part in peace."

Zaphnes stands with several other men to surround Wilhelmina.

The guards were also convinced when they saw the men who seemed strong to see them, and they left.

"It's weak. It was a crossing."

Wilhelmina nods and then releases the confectionery to Zaphnes.

"I don't know. I just went shopping and I don't know what poison it is."

She sits deeply in a chair and joins her legs.

When a man's gaze comes to his feet, he narrows his eyes and intimidates him.

"So, what's the end?

"Good. Rumors of the raid spread to the assembled lords. Rumors of the rebellion of the Lords are circulating to the National Army."

Tensions between the army and the lords have reached a peak in the anomaly that says all heirs to the throne will be killed.

If there's any trigger, it should explode.

And the trigger was already available.

"Wait! A suspicious man has escaped!

"He had a sword!

"He's a bad guy, go after him!

I can hear the guards from outside the window.

As you should know, he runs into the lodging district where the lords are, and he harms himself.

If a man with a sword wet in blood escapes from the royal palace, there is no question.

"Was hope family happiness? If you do your job well, I'll make it happen."

Wilhelmina quietly closes the window.

"Is everything what you think it is?

"Not so far. But this is just the beginning. I can't afford to rest."

Her eyes shining a sharp light as she arms on her desk.

A week later.

"Long live the new king! Long live Her Majesty Queen Wilhelmina!" "Glory to the Queen!

The crowd's praise in honor of Wilhelmina echoes in the square of the Wang capital.

"How are you feeling?

"Not bad, but not good either. It would be strange to leap to the results as planned."

Wilhelmina talks to Zaphnes, who holds back as he waves at the people.

"The outrageous lords took over the kingdom and killed all the royalty. The only princess left to lead the army against the evil lords...? It's an inspiring story."

"Shut up a little and start your speech"

The people quietly began to speak, Wilhelmina quietly.

"There was a tragedy I couldn't even compare -"

It starts with a dark, sinking voice.

"Porpo lost his guide and I lost my whole clan"

The square calms down with Sin.

"Evil has perished with the work of the brave soldiers, but all that remains is a 20-year-old little girl who is about to be crushed by anxiety."

The blurring spreads.

"Besides, Porpo is a small country. The power is weak and the land is scarce. There is a mighty nation hissing around, and when might it strike..."

The stirring of the people gathered in a series of pessimistic words that do not even seem to be the place of crowning grows.

Zaphnes was also watching her speak with a surprised face.

"We need solidarity above all for our country to survive in this situation. Nobility, soldiers, people, we must all unite and support our country. Otherwise, our country will instantly be swallowed up by another country."

Wilhelmina continues without setting aside.

"Do you want a way of life where everything is governed by God, like the Altair Empire?

"Don't be ridiculous! I choose my own god I believe in!

"I'm sorry I joined the lunatics!

The opposite voice goes up.

"So do you want a way of life as an imperial borderline that's not enough?

"I hear it's a terrible exploit. I don't know how to be a warrior!

"A bunch of barbarians, what an empire!

Voice goes up again if you say no.

"Then we just have to be united. To survive, for us to survive!

The tone of the field also goes up according to the tone of Wilhelmina.

"There will also be dissatisfaction with me and others on the throne. It's because of the confusion. But first, please punish me on the chest. The house is going to be on fire. It's not like we're having a family fight."

"Knock."

Wilhelmina stares at the people and soldiers in tears.

Zaphnes laughed unexpectedly, but her expression doesn't change at all.

"Now is not the time to argue!

"Support the young queen!

"Help our queen!

Wilhelmina wipes tears with luxurious costume sleeves.

"Ladies and gentlemen... thank you so much... I will do everything in my power!

During the celebration, some of the ministers looked complicated.

They were those who were close to each prince.

"... why this"

"... um"

The calculation blew away with the upheaval of the arrow-tip that I thought would put me on the seat of power as a proximity, and a little girl on the throne like I didn't know who she was. There can't be any dissatisfaction.

"Whoo-hoo!! Long live the queen! Long live our young queen!!

"Long live the beautiful queen!!

On the other hand, the masses and soldiers in general welcome each other with a big drink.

Originally far from power, they could say it was a good opportunity because there was no harm in having their youngest daughter on the throne, or rather because the vested interests so far would be turned upside down.

There is also a martial arts tradition that has avenged my brothers, and most importantly, I am a young and beautiful daughter, so I take it well.

It's not the same exuberance as a beautiful woman speaking with tears wiped and a great old man speaking with sputum involved.

And the numbers are overwhelmingly high in the latter.

The dissatisfied also had to reluctantly send praise in the form of being flushed to the scene.

"I will surely make this country look strong and splendid. Ladies and gentlemen, let's work together!

Wilhelmina descends on the stage in response to the masses with her exaggerated figure.

A loud cheer was echoing throughout the king's capital.

No, her reddish skin lost its color and the tears that were flowing were dry.

"Excellent, Your Majesty."

……

Wilhelmina throws the crown to Zaphnes without saying anything.

A big man who rushes to take it and place it carefully.

"This would have generally mounted popular support. Distribute the fruit before the hot air cools. Hand over half of the confiscated wealth from the lords to the people."

"Are you sure?

Zaphnes looked up as surprised.

"It's a waste of money, but the people have to dance for a while now. Both nobles can't move while they're dancing crazy. In the meantime, let's set up a system."

"You treat the people like tools."

Wilhelmina laughed slightly as she reassembled her legs, neither denying nor affirming.

"First, proceed with the reinforcement of the army. We need to deliver visible results while the people are drunk."

"Roger, Your Majesty. That enthusiasm will gather a lot if you recruit."

Wilhelmina spreads the map of the central plain into the king's private room, which became his own.

"And information. We'll spie from one end of the line. The Altair Empire, as well as Liberties, Vandrea, Malt… and Goldonia. Send to Rafen, the base of Lord Hardlett, the Southern Lords"

The coup d 'état in Porpo was widely passed on, but even Altair did not try to cope with anything.

Rumored Rafen

"Ahhh!! Hands! Hold my hand!

"Now... hey!

When I grip my hand and push it hard into Dosun, Ramey's torso stretches out with a pean.

"Hi-no-no!! Ahhh! Ahhh..."

Kiss Lamy unconscious as he is and pull out one thing.

I really wanted to ejaculate inside but I have to be patient.

"Take it with your face"

Take the one thing you pulled out in front of your face and cloud Ramey's beautiful face.

"... excuse me"

An assistant woman receives a bucket of love fluid that erupts from a fainted lammy.

She's a medication assistant hired by me and Nautia.

The optimal formulation of special effects of flame pox disease is generally established.

Add more Arlaune pollen and Lamy's love liquid. Fishman's balls can be simmered and reused. And Porch's blood seems to be fine. They still take blood from their asses every time they run out of it.

Arlaune grows full and can produce as much pollen as it wants, but Lamy's love liquid doesn't.

"I'm sorry I held you like this."

It's like handling Ramey with ingredients and I can feel it.

"... it's overwhelming, but it seems so pleasant, isn't it good?"

An assistant woman said as she looked at the love liquid accumulated in the barrel with a seemingly complicated face.

"Aren't you happy as a woman because you can be adorable until you lose your mind in pleasure every day? At least I'd be happy.... It's a huge root."

I grabbed her shoulder.

"You like giant roots?

"There's no woman who hates giant roots."

Gaze at each other.

"Your room was in the back of the second floor of the annex. Can you keep the keys unlocked tonight?

"... waiting for you"

The medication was on track.

By the way, my assistant, she was to conceive my child.

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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.

186000 inhabitants, 25000 refugees.

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

Property Gold Coins 57000 Plague Control Added (2000)

543 experience66 children born +555