Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Celestina, honey treats are here.

"Thank you."

"Celestina, can I stroke your head?

"Your brother's hands are tight."

I even set up Celestina in the dining room.

I served dishes with rare ingredients, recommended sweets, and stroked my head.

She laughs happily... but the honest young queen can't hide her sad face.

"Brother, I have a favor to ask... a little concubine for Biard -"

"That's no good. You know that, don't you?

The Malts sent Celestina here in case she got sick.

If she goes back here, it's all water bubbles.

"It's okay, it'll all get better sooner or later. Because Adolf is making me think. Until then, you'll be at my place.

Now that the plague in the realm is on the horizon, Adolphe and the others are also turning their attention to combating the malt.

We are preparing a lot of things as we travel back and forth between Xat and Rafen.

He must be back in Rafen right now to fix logistical nausea other than medication.

Unexpected reinforcements appear there.

"Oh dear..."

It is Nutia who is fluttering and shaking.

Why are you exhausted when you should have been asleep.

"I worked hard to make an extra 150 bottles. You wouldn't have a problem turning this into a malt, would you?

Nurtia hands on breakfast with her bear-made eyes.

I accidentally jump on Nutia's lips... and kiss her hot on the forehead because she refuses.

Well, the next lesson in thanksgiving is sermons. I told you not to be impotent.

"Thank you Nautia. But..."

"I know. But sometimes even I want to make it impossible.... I'm three times as alive as you are in the first place! Don't preach like a great man!

Nautia hits me with a kiss or a pompous slap.

Ha, that hurts. And you've made a kiss mark in a great place.

It's better for her not to say.

"That's why. Celestina, I can give you a lot of medicine for 150 people this time."

"Wow! Thank you!

Celestina hugs Nautia in tears.

Nautia's face looses after a while. Her charm seems to work on the elves as well.

I'm worried she won't be impotent every day from now on.

I laugh contentedly and sit in my seat.

……

Nonna stood beside me for some reason.

Wasn't it a violation of manners to take a seat during a meal?

"I can't believe I'm kissing a guest in front of my wife... here's the thing!

Gotun and I ate a head poke on my shoulder. Of course it's not painful, but rather comfortable with huge tits hitting my arm.

And for some reason Celia sits on my lap.

I had no choice but to put a kiss mark on my forehead.

"You can't help being a really jealous woman."

Carla says and Mel laughs.

Maria and Melissa smile, and Mitty and Gretel smile.

Shall Irijina stop laughing lavishly? There's a lot going down on Casey.

"Ho, that's really true"

Myra, who was about to take a seat, coughed up and sat back down.

Celia looked grumpy and threw a boiled egg into her mouth.

I stroke Nonna's head. I feel really great.

It is a man's pride that the surrounding women are happy.

It would be nice to have an orgy with all my wives today for the first time in a long time.

Melissa is pregnant, but sometimes she needs to stroke her body to make sure she loves her.

"Hey, is Eigil whining about a bump orgy or something?

"Really already...... Lady Eigil is sick"

"Ugh, but if you're not nasty, it's not Mr. Agil. Oh, my stomach hurts."

"Mom, I'm already a good old man, and if I make any more kids, it's dangerous - stop grilling -!

"We need to get a collar and tail."

"Gretel's a pervert too."

"Prepare my butt too..."

"Wahaha! I need to shave my side hair!

"Buffoo! You're eating mountain vegetables, but don't tell me about your side hair or anything!

(Grrr - I flew all over my face - of, I'll curse you -!

"Mother, are we going to be okay together?

"Yeah, I'm sure. Master Hardlett's affair is amazing. Twenty or so people will be fine."

"Ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha! Ha-ha!"

"Ma'am, why don't you join us for a little while? I'm eating too much more. I'm getting fat again... my chair is about to break"

A dining room surrounded by a soothing atmosphere.

I was going to have a quiet time like this, but he didn't either.

"A messenger has come from the Kingdom of Porpo!

Seems to keep the orgy until night.

"It's Lord Agil-Hardlet."

I'm dressed for courtesy. I recommend the messenger to take a seat.

Next door was Celia and Myra, and Christophe standing in a courtesy.

Nonna says it's better to line up men of good stature with escorts and escorts than just women, rather than their opponents being messengers of one country.

It was good for Gido, but he's slightly inferior in stature.

Never a poor minister, but a little short of glory.

And if it's Mac, the messenger might mistake it for an oak or something.

He also cares about it and wears fashionable clothes made to order, but unfortunately he just looks like a stylish oak.

Mac was also uncomfortable because it's not the same thing as intimidating his opponent to look good.

That's where Christophe was chosen.

He's in good physical shape and looks like a strong knight if he wears a costume.

"I can't stand being escorted, but we're here, and think of it as a shield."

"Hiya!

And Celia said it, too, and she'll be fine.

"Thank you for your sudden visit"

As soon as I saw the messenger's face, I felt my cheeks loose.

The representative figure of the messenger was a woman.

My face is neat enough to fall in love with, and I feel more adorable than a beautiful woman.

He also highlights his cuteness by laughing like a nickel and a solder.

If she hadn't been a messenger, she would have made an invitation for the night.

Every time a long glossy brunette moves her neck, she flutters and shakes and smells good.

The body is never full, but the breasts and slurring and stretched legs to such an extent that swelling can be seen invite enough lust.

Ouch. Myra came with an invisible back. I think I've seen my body a little too much.

I recommend tea to the messengers, but everyone but the representative woman has been solidified.

Except for her. You're obviously nervous for some reason.

"Quickly, what can the Kingdom of Porpo do for me? Or would you like to request a connection to our country?

It is good to say that me and Porpo are completely irrelevant, and it is natural to assume that they are seeking mediation in the Kingdom of Gordonia, not me personally.

"No, I wanted to talk to Sir Hardlett, not the Kingdom of Goldonia this time - but before that,"

She cuts her words once and stares me in the eye.

Of course I don't feel bad about being seen by a woman, so I stare back.

"Actually, I'm not a messenger. I apologize for the deception."

Celia and Myra pop up in front of me at the same time as that word.

The opponent's escort also pops up to deal with it.

It doesn't sound like an assassin, so calm down.

And stop putting Christophe as a shield.

"Stop."

"Stop."

A woman smiles and tells them where they have lowered their escorts to each other.

"I'm Wilhelmina. I am the queen of the kingdom of Porpo with all my strength."

"Become!?" "What!?" "Wow!

Celia and Myra drop back with their eyes round. I'm pretty surprised, too.

"I lied to the messenger to save you extra time. It was a matter of fighting for minutes and minutes."

Wilhelmina bows her head again with a pepper.

I don't mean to be arrogant even after I name him King, but he looks sorry.

I liked her more and more.

"I believe the coup d 'état in our country has been passed down to this land."

You have no idea. When I look at Celia, she nods. What, am I the only one who doesn't know?

Leopold, it would be in your service to tell you that.

She looks twenty or less no matter what she thinks. That's the queen...... well Celestina is smaller though.

Together, if the opponent becomes king, he will need to respond accordingly.

"This kind of hospitality would be insufficient if you were Her Majesty the Queen. If you'll excuse me for a moment..."

Wilhelmina shook her head laughing.

"It's useless. I thought it would be a waste of time, so I visited falsely with the messenger. I'd like to talk to you as soon as I can. The thing is, yes - abomination, flame pox. My country is fortunate to be spared the spread of demons, but if we look at the epidemic in neighbouring Altair, it's only a matter of time. Sir Hardlett needs your help…"

Wilhelmina sees me in the upper hand.

Cuteness is more pronounced than the majesty of the king, and arrogant attitude is devoid of dust.

But the moment I peered into the clear green eyes, I felt a slight warfare run.

"? How was it done?

One blink and I review it, Wilhelmina is cutely tilting her neck.

It must be some mistake. There's no way I can feel wars or anything like that on such a pretty woman.

I tell the maid I was withholding to call Leopold and Adolphe.

Because it was clear that she wanted a more practical story than a formality.

I get back on my feet without waiting for a few seconds, although they both surprised me by hearing Wilhelmina's name.

Exactly. Can't these guys move?

"My lord will do unexpected things every time. I'm used to it."

Shut up, Tristan. You didn't call.

This guy makes a little face when something unusual like this happens to his usual habit of being lazy.

Then you blamed Leopold for not informing him of the coup d 'état in Porpo, and he poked at the paper.

That was my viewed autograph in a report about the Porpo coup.

Watermark it or flip it. It's my word.

"Gu..."

The story moves on while I roar.

I was worried that Wilhelmina would talk to Leopold and Adolph, who are not aristocrats, but it seems fine.

Instead, you realize it's these guys you're practicing, and you don't even look at me.

"Now with the control of flame pox disease, there is also a distance between us and Her Majesty's country, between which we pinch the Altair Empire. Although cooperation seems unrealistic?

"Your Majesty and we have no military problems, nor do we need a ceasefire agreement"

The two ask Wilhelmina what they have come to do in the dark.

Maybe Leopold forged my signature. What a disloyal guy.

But that doesn't explain my mark on the side. Um, I don't know the trick he used.

"Whatever the sick man wants more than in ancient times... isn't that medicine?

Everyone but me freezes.

"Hmm? What's up?

Don't freeze a lot even though it's hot today.

Why is everybody staring at me?

Wilhelmina continued smiling.

"I heard Sir Hardlett has a special remedy for flame pox disease. Make sure you have some..."

"Unfortunately I can't do that"

Before I finish, I assure you.

"... I don't mean for free. Naturally, I'll pay you what you deserve."

I shake my head to the side.

"It's not about the money. My territory is not enough medicine at all. Unfortunately, we cannot afford to offer it to your country."

She's a beautiful woman, and she's a king but she can be liked without ever being great in vain.

But still, you can't split the pills.

I'd like to offer more to Mort if I have enough to divide it into porpoises.

Adolphe and Leopold were also snorting that was fine, and Celia was stroking her chest down.

Did you think I would be confused by the colored incense?

I'm not that sweet. Rather, I have been wondering lately if I am a chunk of reason.

Now looking back at how Wilhelmina would get out, she looked soggy and sad, not angry or accusing.

"Right...... one medicine for flame pox disease equals one life. I understand you can't sell with money."

It breaks my heart when a woman tells me to lean down. I'm going to say I figured it out by accident.

But Wilhelmina didn't come to the cry as it was.

I looked up when I got in the mood much cuter.

"Besides, it would also be good for Lord Hardlett to provide medicine to our country."

Well, what kind of logic is that?

"The two southern powers, Altair and Vandrea, are not in a position to face the plague with the devastation of the catastrophe ahead."

When I look at Leopold, I don't respond to anything. That means you're right.

"As things stand, I see no sign of an end to the epidemic in both countries. What would happen if it continued to spread like this and would shake to the state's stalls? Aren't the people who became refugees going north in large numbers? Including the sick, of course."

View Adolph.

"If the country does collapse, there will be massive numbers of refugees. But isn't it true that many of those who go north flow to Liberties and urban groups of nations?

But Wilhelmina immediately denies Adolf's objections.

"I don't know about that, do you know how Liberties treats fugitives? … we keep a close eye on the border and destroy it as soon as we find it. Each city state responds the same way, and you can't let people from other countries into the city walls in the first place."

When I looked at Leopold, I closed my eyes. They say they haven't been able to confirm that far.

Porpo, which is in the same southern region as us, seems to be quicker to get information about the area.

"Sir Hardlett's territory is vast... wouldn't it be impossible to protect him if the refugees pushed him over in earnest? Besides, I heard you even have a clinic near Kissat that serves as a besellink. It's not hard to imagine a sick refugee pushing for hope."

If you ask me, yes.

The southern border of the territory is not significantly different from the border line between Liberties Altair if it is combined with Malt.

And unlike them, it's impossible for me to prepare tens of thousands of troops individually to defend the border.

"It would certainly be a great ordeal if that were the case. But what does that have to do with providing drugs to your country?

Leopold is right. Tragic imagination has nothing to do with medicine.

"If you take the medicine, our country will be protected from the plague. No matter how you take action, if the person responsible falls from the plague, it will collapse into a single breath, but with drugs, you can prevent it."

Well, why do we have to provide drugs to protect Porpo?

"I see... are you calling it dispersion"

Adolf convinced me, so I'm gonna kick your ass so I can't see.

Tell me so I can understand.

"It makes sense for the kingdom of porpoise to remain in good health. At least the destination of the refugees will be dispersed, and we may go for the ancient kingdom of Porpo more than Sir Hardlett, who is inept for the people of the southern region"

But then another question remains.

"Then that doesn't make sense. It doesn't make any sense that tens of thousands of sick people pushed over when they got the pills. It's more like calling for disaster. That won't be the reason I want to get my meds until I can't."

Tristan said it before me.

Wilhelmina then joins her hands in front of her chest, closing her eyes and raising her voice.

"I want to help a suffering people. My country has not fought with any country in a long time, and all the people of the South feel like brothers. I want to protect you from the nightmarish plague at all... at all. With medicine, we can build a clinic and save your life a little bit."

There were tears in her eyes.

What a queen of people's thoughts. I didn't expect you to be compassionate not just to your own people, but to the people of other countries.

……

Leoporto looked at her in tears like he saw a con artist.

Damn, this guy's got a really crooked gut.

If a man did the same thing, I'd throw him out because he's frigid, but he's a beautiful woman, so I'll believe him.

Wilhelmina feels Leopold suspicious or she embarks on herself against me.

"I can help the people, and Lord Hardlett can disperse the refugees. Wouldn't anyone lose money?"

"That's true..."

Perhaps it will benefit me in the big picture, but I don't take one for granted right now.

Does Adolf have the same idea? Not as good as Leopold, but he has a flashy face.

Wilhelmina wiped her tears with a handkerchief when she glanced at our faces like that.

"If money is not enough, how about this condition?

She receives a written statement from a messenger - who must have really been one with you.

Take one of them before Adolf first.

"Sir Hardlett is also keen to open up trade routes."

Adolph rounds his eyes when he sees the paperwork she offers.

"The most favoured country treatment in the ports that our country is contracting to rent with one of our urban states and in our ports - I'll admit a port of call with the same treatment as our ships. Let's also introduce the merchants of the Empire and broker the development of trade routes. The empire has been ravaged by war, but on the contrary, imports of essential goods have increased because of the destruction of industry."

Wilhelmina then gives the paperwork before Leoporto.

Leoporto remained faceless, but you must be a little surprised from my experience.

"Apparently, I have more information about Altair and the group of urban states, Liberties. I will provide that information to Sir Hardlett from time to time. Which way would you check authenticity, but isn't the availability of the original information significant?

Adolf and Leopold have shut up.

Nevertheless, Leopold is taking the story precisely with him as military, Adolf as internal affairs.

I don't remember explaining it.

"Then Sir Hardlett"

Looks like I'm next. I can smell good from her mouth close to my ear.

Is it deliberate? Anyway, my breath hits my ear. Well, I'm going to burst.

"Sir Hardlett is a hero with a number of martial arts traditions… I took the liberty of bringing in a few people who wanted to listen to me."

"Are you a woman?

"They're all young daughters. Tell him if you get a chance... put them all together... plenty."

Whispered with a toned voice that doesn't suit my face, I sit back shallow in my chair.

One thing gets completely bulky, and if you don't get a little forward, you expose yourself to ugliness.

"If a promise is definitely made... it would be nice to have about 150."

"If we effectively use the funds and information that we get, we'll be able to hold the plague back more effectively than a few medicines."

Leopold and Adolph conclude so.

"The intention to put out all these favorable conditions is unclear, but at the moment, neither geographically nor nationally, porpoise is a threat to us"

"I doubt she really wants to help the people... but there's no element we lose"

If you two say so, there's no reason for me to disagree.

The young daughter who wants to hear my story has nothing to do with it. I didn't say no.

"Hmmm......"

Only Tristan said nothing and kept staring at Wilhelmina.

Wilhelmina smiled nicely as she noticed her gaze.

"Well, it's none of my business."

That's all I'm saying. Tristan misses his gaze by thanking him only for his shape.

"Then I ask that this meeting be a secret. I've just become king too, so I'm worried about domestic reactions when I move too much."

"Yeah, I get it"

Some people would be unhappy if they found out I sold drugs out of the country, too, and I want to keep it a secret.

It was in this way that he decided to sell the medicine on the condition of securing a trading route and providing information from the southern countries.

I felt slightly guilty about selling it instead of the malt...

"It doesn't make much sense to hold onto a malt that already has a lot of patients out there with just a hundred or two hundred more pills. More than that, it's definitely better to use the money you get to take action to reduce the number of people who die."

And Adolph says, so I decided to convince him.

"Porpo thought it was a small country not enough for the south to take, but its ability to gather information seems certain"

Leopold seemed happy with this deal, too.

Only one person, Tristan, looked complicated.

"I agree with both of you about the medicine. Whatever her intentions, I think this deal is very good for us."

I'll go on after I say that.

"But, hey, you better watch out for Queen Wilhelmina. It's not about lying or not trusting you. I shuddered honestly when I looked in my eyes... I just looked in my eyes and I'm scared, what a good expression in a book but I wonder if that is. Anyway, that guy better not be the enemy. I don't think there's anything more involved than doing business with Porpo."

I feel strange, too, but you must be mistaken for a boulder.

She tends to follow ideals, the queen of a young small country, that's all.

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"What was that attitude when His Majesty was offered all those conditions!

"Besides, I'm making fun of my country as a small country to put forward a bureaucratic style that doesn't hold a title!

Wilhelmina doesn't say a word while her men complain.

They all thought she was so angry that she couldn't even hear her mouth.

"Sire, let us break those unequal promises even now!

Wilhelmina slowly gives her face.

She had a full smile on her face.

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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.

Property Gold Coins 53990 Plague Control + Malt (3000) Medication Costs For First Fifty (2000)

552 experience66 children born +555