Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

The security forces' facilities are concentrated south of my mansion, where the armory stands.

But I don't know where the detainees are because it's not the place I usually go.

"Where's the beauty? Where are you?"

"Oh, please let me down! It's embarrassing!"

Whoa. I kept Celia aside.

Is it because of this that a different person was laughing?

"Ah lord!

A policeman looks at me and stretches his spine.

Let's ask this guy.

"Whoa, don't you know a beautiful woman?

"Beauty...... is it? My colleague Tomil is beautiful..."

"Did you call? What, lord!?

The security guard in the second half of the twentieth with his face from behind was certainly a beauty.

But what I'm looking for is a beauty who seems to have been held captive. It won't be her.

"Mmm."

"Ugh!

Kiss Tomil for now. She was in a panic but came with her hand on her shoulder without rejection.

"Thanks for the lips. But you're not the one I'm looking for."

Gently pulls her away from reddening her face and asks again.

Wasn't she beautiful? I have to explain it to you as a pair of beautiful women and girls.

"Oh, he pointed a knife at the guard, then he's being investigated in interrogation room three."

Walk with the swelling Celia's hand.

The woman who kissed is holding her lips and pawing.

That reaction would be enough pulse, and if you ask him out later, he's going to be able to get you into bed easily.

Remember your name properly.

"Come on! If you do anything more that doesn't make sense, you're going into a dungeon!

"Whatever they say, the truth remains the same. You should be enlightened if you are a fool who doesn't know God."

I found the woman I was looking for in the interview room.

One is an elderly woman, dressed oddly, but quite beautiful as one would expect.

The other one is a girl... I don't know because she wears a white cloth from her head.

An elderly woman is yelling at the investigator.

"I'm asking you why you pointed the knife at the guard! Were you going to make a scene in Rafen!?

"If all this earth is God's world, everything that happens is God's will."

I'm not talking to each other right now.

It doesn't make any sense what a woman is saying.

"Oh, poor folk grass who knows no god. Pray for the good fortune of many fears before God."

"Um..."

The investigator is yelling but confused.

You'll be used to holding your mouth and resisting, but these kinds of arrangements are hard to come by.

"... this guy can't. There's no point in looking into it any more, keep it in the dungeon."

The woman is grabbed by security forces on both sides when the investigator tells her to give up.

"Rude! Don't be afraid of divine punishment when you touch me cheaply, witch! Get off me, Shiro!"

It seems that the woman resists but is not particularly powerful, and is carried away to be dragged.

"Ah..."

Then the girl in the cloth makes a small voice and reaches out.

The hand peeking from the cloth was horribly white - it was really white, not about white.

"Get off me! I'm calling you!

Women's resistance becomes more intense.

"Give me your position. It's a different cell from this girl."

The investigator grabs the girl's arm as he says.

"Ahhh... ahh"

As soon as the girl leaks an unspoken whine, the woman's reaction turns into something out of the ordinary track.

"Stop it! Touch the bottom! Ahhhh!

He rambles like crazy, scratches, bites, and pokes his head at a security guard trying to hold him down.

I don't care if my clothes break, I wander around, escape my arms and head for the girl.

The investigator stepped back with his arm off, grabbing the girl, to the madman-like rampage.

"Phew..."

A woman standing forward to shelter a girl...... her clothes are torn and even her underwear is visible, did she cut it when it broke out? From above her eyes she is bleeding.

Still, she didn't care all at once, floating all the way to the bubble in the corner of her mouth to be jealous. It's so powerful.

"... doesn't that make sense? unavoidable."

Finally, the security forces pulled the knife out.

Come on, if you go any further, they'll really kill you.

Finally, it's my turn.

"Wait, let me talk to you.... no, it won't open."

I try to appear refreshed, but the investigation room is locked and won't open.

I made a voice out of it, but it's urgent and no one will notice.

Yeah, I can't help it.

"Wow! I heard what you said!

Kick the door and enter the room.

"What! A crook!"

"Attacking the security forces is untouchable!

"Raid! All of you. Ahem!

This is how the woman didn't have to be slaughtered, but I was taken into custody.

"Totally, really. I don't know what to say anymore..."

Thanks to Celia's clarification and Myra's rush, the misunderstanding was solved, but she can be blamed with a shuddering voice.

"I had no choice. I just had to."

There's only me and Celia, Myra, and two examples left in the investigation room.

The woman was staring at us to shelter the girl.

"Well, don't stare. I'm not asking you or your kid to do anything."

"The child is disrespectful, and all men, including you, are the masters of all things."

I still don't talk to each other, but if I care, I don't move on, so I ignore it.

"Then that's fine. So, who are you guys? Where'd you come from?

"It is beneath you that you become the incarnation of God, abandoning the land of the fool who has been obsessed with the devil and abandoned God. Curse of eternity upon the land."

My head hurts.

Myra's going to be furious, but I'm with her just now when she yells here.

I look at my underwear peeking through a woman's torn clothes and change my mind.

"Where is that cursed land?

"The cursed land is in the south, and the land that hath lost God hath also lost its name"

South... I hear there's been a lot of fuss lately.

"So what's God's name?

"Ignorance is sin again. God is the only one, Altair. There is nothing but God."

Myra and Celia face each other.

Coming from the south, I have more or less figured out what Altair is like.

You must listen to Altair's coup d 'état.

"Did you guys come running from Altair?

"The name is given to the land of God, and there is no name in the land of the fallen demon."

Oh, it's a pain in the ass.

Look at the underwear again. The milk is big.

"What were you doing before you ran away from your former Altair?

This is where it matters.

Was it quite a status to say you would be chased after the country in a coup d 'état, or are you just out of your mind?

"There is no need to do anything under the umbrella. Just be there."

Are you unemployed... still just out of your mind?

But the woman keeps building up a little stash.

"It is beneath us that we want to descend into this world, Altair, the incarnation of God, who is only glorified and worshipped"

Myra hits me in the ear.

"I do remember that 'beneath' is an honorable name used only by the Pope in Altair"

"What?"

I see a girl just sitting next to a woman.

I can't see anything but my toes because I'm wearing a cloth from my head.

"Were you the Pope of Altair?

Then the girl pulls the woman's sleeve.

The woman turned her ear to the girl before proclaiming herself exalted.

"I am and will be the only God incarnate, Pope Altair!

I'm just here to help a beautiful woman, and it's a mess.

We moved the place to the mansion.

To make Leoporto and the others see if Pope Altair is real.

"If you are the Pope, show me the proof."

"Suspicion of God can never be sinful, and forgive his sins with infinite mercy -"

There is a troublesome conversation going on.

It is also unusual for Leopold to be a salutation.

Even so, there's no way he respects them, and if he doesn't, he's just doing it because he can't keep talking.

It will be coarse with your palms flat back as soon as you reach your purpose. That's what he is.

Tristan and Leoporto, who finished a whole series of questions, come here.

"It seems likely that they were Pope Altair."

Hmm, still?

"There is no contradiction compared to the information this one has. Dirt torn, yes, but women's clothes are not semi-productive materials and techniques either. Artisan, I was wondering if it would take more than a few months to prepare a tailored substitute, insane."

"The coup broke Altair's faith. I heard the Pope was executed... well, even if he got away with it, you declare he executed him on his behalf."

If these guys decide that, let's think of them as former popes.

"So why did you come to Rafen?

"I'm going to go give the King of Gordonia the truth. But he was injured on the road, so he stopped to rest."

Looks like the girl is hurting her leg.

Even the incarnation of God hurts you.

"More than we are in this world, we also suffer from the constraints of people. But as God..."

Yes, yes, okay. Show me your injuries.

A woman can take off her shoes really slowly, but the girl looses her face painfully.

"Oh, beans."

I was worried because I called it a foot injury, but it was just a bean.

That said, I'm not used to walking because I see white feet, and a lot of beans are crushed, blood seeps and painful.

Exactly. I can't keep traveling with this.

"I wish I could have gotten in the carriage"

"Unfaithful folk grass wants a lot of consideration"

Oh, you didn't have any money?

You've come a long way from Altair without a sentence.

If such a beautiful woman were in a wild house, she would be exposed to burglars and become a comforter.

I seem to have been lucky enough to just say God.

"Well, rest till the injury heals."

It's Altair, Pope. I'm not interested, but it's not as far out as kicking out a girl full of beans.

Besides, women - witches are still beautiful. There are places where you can't follow a little, but there is no sin in rich milk and buttocks.

"As the Son of God, your devotion to Himself will come for whatever it takes."

The witch was stroking her chest down, even as she said so.

The little pope, who hid his face, is also exhaling a clear audible breath. I guess it hurt.

"Then can you tell me your first name? That's good, isn't it?

The two look at each other and then say.

"My name is Raimia Doistatonuphyllis, Altair, and I serve beside God, the witch."

"Long time no see, last name and first name -"

"No last name, no first name. Everything was given to me by God."

I can't remember. Is Laemia okay?

"What about you?

Ask the girl but it was Laemia who answered.

"Below is revealed in the incarnation of the Altair God. It doesn't need a person's name."

Then Altair is fine.

Say hello.

Give me your hand but neither of them will respond. That's a little sad.

"Then get ready for your stay."

Hmm, let's talk to the right inn somewhere.

Anything at Andrei's.

Then Altair ears at Laemia.

"I would like this mansion to be my temporary residence. Set up the temple again as soon as possible."

"What are you talking about, this man?"

Celia makes a frightened voice.

I agree, it's just too much to give up the whole mansion.

But before denying it, Laemia goes on again.

"Give me fifty young women as entourage, fifty young men for hard work"

……

Are you telling me to bring my slaves over?

I'm just a little angry. No matter how beautiful Laemia is, it's not good to enslave other women.

"You can't. I'll put you in a proper inn, but I won't give you a slave in this mansion or anything."

Has it gotten a little tight?

Altair's shoulders tremble and Laemia's face stains with anger.

"Famous for his fanaticism, Altair's top... I'm sure he's been unscrupulous so far"

Tristan sighs.

Did Celia and Myra offend you or stare at them?

I just wondered if I was going to grow up, but Laemia's actions were beyond my imagination.

"You miserable bastard! Blasphemy is more than just disbelief, such as betrayal while showing faith once!

What a fierce attack.

I have no intention of showing faith or anything, but was it bad enough that I let Altair threaten me?

You look like a bare hand and you're a fine woman. Would it make you grow up if I let you strain even one shot in the cheek?

"How dare you let me down!

"... it hurts"

When I thought I was flat handed, I was caught in the face.

Of course, it can't be a deep scratch, but the nails were long enough to leave quite a scratch.

It's going to stain in the bath for a while.

This was the mistake.

As far as I'm concerned, I've never been caught by a beautiful woman, but I've lost track of Celia beside me.

Celia's eyes open cuttingly when she seeps blood.

"What to do to Master Agil!

It pops up not long before it stops, and a kick pierces Laemia's stomach.

"Agoo!

Celia hit the elbow of the chase before pressing her belly, blowing Lemia to the corner of the room.

It seems that Laemia has no experience in martial arts. It went into perfection.

I can't stand that one for a while.

"Oh, I did it"

"… a natural consequence"

Tristan smiles bitterly with his hands wide open and Myra doesn't try to stop Celia with her arms together.

"Celia, stop it. Enough."

"Ugh..."

Celia wipes the blood wetting her handkerchief and seeping into my face with a crying face.

You worried about me.

"Ho ho! Ooh!"

"Are you all right? Get him a doctor."

Laemia collapses into the corner of the room and is unlikely to stand.

It's Celia's power, so I don't think it's that serious, but I'll call a doctor.

"Ah... ah..."

Small voice, girl Altair pointing at Celia and saying something.

Speaking of which, I haven't heard her voice yet.

It was all because Laemia was speaking for her.

She's fingering Celia and saying something in a voice that's about to disappear.

"... what is it?

But I can't hear you because you're too small, and I don't know the look on your face because you're wearing a cloth from your head.

There's nothing I can do about it because when I approach it to hear it, it lags behind for that matter.

"Ugh..."

Altair is bored to tread on the community too.

Then I saw it. I made sure Laemia crawled and turned to the side.

"Ho, ho... gu"

"Come on, don't be impotent."

Laemia turns her ear to Altair and says it away as she seems to be stuck in pain.

"This woman is a traitor! Execute him now! Kill him now!

Point at Celia and say.

I think I heard a noise with my cock and head.

I don't mind scratching my face, but I can't stand words like killing Celia.

Women respect but are not in the same line as cute Celia.

And there was one more thing I couldn't stand.

"Myra, hold him down."

I'll put Raimia in Myra's custody and stand in front of Altair.

"Hey, what... stop!

Raimia is boring, but Celia's attack is working, so she can't go wild like she did in the investigation room, and she can't escape Myra's detention.

I grabbed Altair trying to say something again and took away the cloth I wore all at once.

"Hi..."

Her face is revealed.

White skin as well as hands and feet, no, bright white even hair and eyebrows as well as skin... There was no color.

Only eyes are red in the midst of the whole body snow scenery.

I also thought it was a vampire for a moment, but if it was, I would not be able to walk with leg beans.

Was it fifteen or six back in the year? I had a younger impression from the trick, but I grew up more than I thought.

His face was very neat and his chest was quite swollen.

Celia and a good battle, bigger than the cherry I held last night.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

Altair shakes the white hair tied in two and reaches out to retrieve the cloth he took away.

But I ghost my heart and throw the cloth behind me.

"This outer road! How dare you!

"Be adult!

Altair again treads too much on the estate, but Laemia is being held by Myra and can't move.

I don't like it at all.

"What are you going to do?

I look into Altair's eyes.

She tries to distract herself, so she grabs her head and turns this way.

If they say, 'God willing,' and even thunder is dropped, it's troublesome, but I'm sure it's definitely not the same when I see a girl who can threaten my anger. She's just a beautiful girl.

"You want me to kill my precious Celia? Don't be silly."

It really overflows my anger when I put it into words again.

That's all Celia matters to me.

I'm going to fight you, even if the real God tells me to.

"Hi... Hi..."

The girl shudders gawdly and is bored to complain again.

This is what I don't like the most.

"What are you stuffing about? Who are you waiting for?

Grab his head again and make him look at Laemia.

She can't move because Myra holds her back.

"She's right about that. Say what you want."

But the girl closed her eyes and shook her head reluctantly, moaning all the time when she asked Laemia to come over quickly.

Seeing that, Laemia managed to crawl over to Altair with a cough.

I feel even worse and yell at you again.

"You're a toddler! If you want to curse them, at least say it with your own mouth! If you can't do that, shut up!

I was on my way to tapping my desk with Don.

"Ugh... Ugh!!!

I made you cry.

That's not the usual way to cry either, it's like it really made a toddler cry.

"Oh, I made you cry," I think I hear it coming from somewhere.

"Wow! Master Agil, please step back!

Celia pulls me back.

If you look, Altair's lower body is wet, and the water comes through the floor.

Looks like he's leaking his urine out of his mind.

"You really are a toddler. This is..."

Tristan is frightened and Leoporto is not here anymore.

Son of a bitch, I just pulled up.

"Ugh! Brrrrr! Brrr!

It's a big cry all over the mansion.

I think I said the right thing, and if time rolls back, I do the same thing.

Still, my conscience still hurts when I get this beepy crying.

"Now you can't have a city inn. Prepare as many corner guestrooms as possible and let the man's servants watch you. Don't put anything out of the fire because you don't know what to do."

"You have no choice."

"Okay."

I agree that Myra and Celia also thought it pointless to blame anyone else for crying while leaking their piss any more.

"That Lady Eigil"

Celia comes with an anxious face after leaving them with a servant.

"I... Was it a bad idea?

I'll hold Celia tight.

"Is that why you did it for me? Next time you pay your legs and leave them to flip, they're full."

Celia exhales loudly as she relieves herself when she strokes her hair.

"You will be more important in deciding whether those guys are the Pope or the incarnation of God. Somehow she's so cute, because she's my Celia."

Rub your face and play.

"Am I... the best?

"Of course."

Celia laughs in full when she answers instantly.

Celia is more important as a matter of course, and their extreme way of thinking doesn't even allow them to live normally instead of being dealt with by telling Wang Capital. It will go to the dungeon soon.

"Something you can't manage to correct... that way you're just a beautiful woman and a beautiful girl... and you can taste them side by side..."

……

Shit, I got it in my mouth in front of Celia.

She had a cute smile and her cheeks kept swelling.

Let's try to get some air on it.

Leoporto had come by sometime as he followed Celia's cheeks, which swelled indefinitely.

Celia rushes away and stretches her spine.

"Take this."

Leoporto quietly sends out a single letter.

"Are you kidding me?

Leoporto squirming his jaw silently, I don't get the joke.

There's no destination, no sender, and naturally there's no stamp.

"What the hell?"

When I opened it, it was a rounded, slightly smaller letter.

Look at the name written at the beginning of the sentence. I round my eyes.

"From Wilhelmina!

Leoporto nods quietly.

I thought the seal was empty. You saw it first.

"I was left with someone named the messenger from her."

"Wow, me!

I'm gonna sit on the couch and make it easier for you to peek because Celia is jumping on the side.

"The contents-- oh, I see."

The content was about the earlier pair, the former pope and his witch.

This was written in a concise and unapologetically decorated sentence.

"They are definitely witches with the former Pope Altair."

"I needed to execute him for political reasons"

"But it was pathetic to kill the little girl yet, so I dared to let her go"

"I want you to keep and kill him in a warless Gordonia, and let him live in mediocrity."

I found out why those two unscrupulous people came all the way to Rafen safely.

Wilhelmina supported it from the shadows.

"Wilhelmina is a good woman."

But Leopold and Tristan's faces are tough.

"You don't have a giver or a stamp. I mean, this letter is just a piece of paper, and it doesn't prove anything."

"At the same time as we arrived, the emissary said that a surveillance system was in place for our territory."

They're the ones who take a twisted view.

"As she holds on to Vandrea, will she be here any minute?

"No, if it's just my territory, it's still not as good as second-hand to set up in Goldonia. But it's not like it's a long story. It will be necessary to accelerate the augmentation of armaments"

"They're totally worried... ok. Is there anything I can do?

"" Please keep me company ""

What a bunch of them.

Fine, I have a role to play in teaching reality to Lamia and Altair.

That's better than poking Leopold and Tristan in the face, and if it works out, I might be able to unplug their poison and make my woman.

"I'll follow you too!

Hmm, should Celia be there to teach reality?

Let's have a drink and try to make our way around when Altair stopped crying.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 24, autumn.

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.

Celia (KO win) Alma (Yayashi role)

191000 inhabitants 22000 refugees (2000 assimilation)

33000 in important cities Rafen 5500 in Lintblum 13000 in special pioneering districts

1,1600 troops.

Infantry 8500 Cavalry 1200 Archer 1000 Bow Cavalry 500 Artillery 400

Forty-five artillery, 25 large artillery, 16 dwarf artillery, 35 tanks.

500 Southern Trooper Light Infantry

Other

3,000 reserve officers, 200 security forces.

Property Gold Coins 22200 Massive Army Enhancement (3300)

556 experience66 children born +555