Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Yang has already climbed out and plugged into the tent.

Is it obvious because it's past noon already?

"- The total attack from dawn has advanced within our overwhelming advantage, and the enemy army has lifted the siege of Merisburg and begun its retreat."

……

Nodding at Leoporto's report.

No, I didn't know if I was really snorting.

"You decided that reorganization would not be possible with the damage largely continuing the siege. It is assumed that we will return to the fort 20 km west of Merisburg, which will take some time to get out into the re-offensive. Defense is judged a success."

"Right..."

You got a good voice for that one.

"Our damage and fatigue are enormous, and the presence or absence of enemy reinforcements is unknown, so we did not pursue them."

"Mmm."

I also reply carelessly.

"That's it. Then I will return to the restructuring of my troops."

I guess he didn't care about my reaction or anything from the start, he just reported it as an obligation.

Leoporto bowed his head and turned his heel back.

I put my gaze back on the bed without a word of labor.

"Myra...... oh my god"

I stroke her face but her eyes don't open.

"What were my hands doing? Why didn't my legs make it? Why couldn't my throat be louder?"

It's pointless to regret what happened, and it's the pinnacle of stupidity such as blaming yourself.

Nothing I could have done in that situation.

I know, but naturally a curse pops out of my mouth to myself.

"While I'm beside you... damn..."

Hold your right hand still. The skin was torn and the blood dripped.

Touching her hand with her left hand but holding it strong has no reaction whatsoever.

I get anxious and rush to ear Myra's chest.

"... Phew"

I hear a tokun tokun and a heartbeat.

I'm relieved that my heart is moving for now, but its sound is weak.

That's when Myra got slashed in the neck and fell off horse.

When I rushed, she whined a word, "I'm sorry," holding onto her neck wound and losing consciousness.

From his neck he was bleeding like a fountain, instantly creating a blood build-up on the ground.

I scream for medicine and a military doctor... and then I don't remember very well.

Worst case scenario drove her head around, but thanks to the best medication and the treatment of the military doctors, Myra took her life.

But her consciousness still hasn't returned after the battle.

"Sir Hardlett..."

There was a Royal Army military doctor beside him at some point.

I give way to the bed in a hurry.

Even if I'm beside you, just slapping me in the mouth won't do anything.

Do not stand in the way of military doctors even for a moment.

"Doctor, how's Myra? Are you all right now? Will consciousness return?

The military doctor takes his pulse and nods.

Not a dark face but no grin at all.

"I don't know either. Sir Hutier lost a lot of blood by cutting the artery in his neck. You wouldn't have helped if you'd been a minute late to deal with it."

Myra used dragon blood.

I don't have much left, but if I hadn't brought it, I'd be freaked out.

"The wounds blocked, but they think we lost too much blood. I guess you don't have enough strength to regain consciousness... it was the salvation Lord Hutier was holding your own wound..."

It was just like a fountain of bleeding since Myra lost consciousness.

I desperately held it down, too, but it didn't stop at all.

"So... what about the danger to your life? Will you wake up soon?

"Curse me for incompetence...... I don't know. I don't know anyone who survived a severed neck artery. I just have to lose my blood, warm my cold body, and wait for my consciousness to return."

"Ok...... thanks"

The military doctor wraps the naked Myra in a towel warmed by steam.

I can't get a bad little one out, so I stroke my head and go outside.

"Dear Eigil..."

Outside the tent, Celia and the others gather.

Everyone seems to be worried.

"I'm still unconscious. They don't know what happens to doctors either."

I sigh and stroke Celia's head and Irigina's ass around.

Of course I'm not going to do things, but if I'm not doing something, I'm going to get extra frustrated.

"Really...... anyway, please rest Master Agil. I'm sure my body is exhausted because that's all the rampage I've had. We also have warm soup."

Celia gave me soup in a wooden vessel.

Speaking of which, I haven't eaten anything since last night.

Under the cold skies, he sits down on a crate where his enemies have abandoned him and puts his mouth on the vessel.

The spicy, salty soup stained me hungry.

"Master Agil was amazing last night. I think it's fair to say that it's thanks to one Agil who defeated the enemy in the battle of the hills."

Celia talks desperately to distract me.

Irigina also offered me her ass from herself.

I think about it one by one.

After Myra fell, a subsequent cavalry came in to stab her in the face.

"Master Eigil lifted every horse of that cavalry and slammed it to the ground. There must be hundreds of kg, mildly."

I was almost rational then.

The oak would have screamed out loud too.

And Iridina drank me trying to stay next to Myra.

"Lord Hardlett's next door won't cure Lord Myra! Win as soon as you can and get paid!!

I'm sure it was like this.

With that voice, I regained my reason and rushed into the enemy for victory.

"That was a hell of a sight! The assault while wielding the long sword like a tornado had no fighting moves, no snagging! Even under arrows and bolts, instead of flickering, I didn't even raise my voice of agony."

I didn't feel any pain at all, except for a small shock then.

It hurts a lot now.

"For knights who plunged enemy soldiers into pieces and entered into nostalgia for gaps -"

"I squeezed my head off every helmet with my bare hands. My enemies and allies were donkeys."

You even did that.

Irigina and Celia laugh all the time.

They'll be worried about Myra, too, and they're forcing me to laugh so they don't let me down.

I was going to end the fight by killing all the enemies in front of me to help Myra.

"To that extent, it's the beginning. It's been more unscrupulous since we jumped into the middle of the enemy."

Secrito says sitting on the stone beside him.

Speaking of which, she was always at the edge of her sight when it was rampant.

Now that I think about it, you were protecting my back from a rampage.

"You would have taken down a long sword once with an enemy attack in your arms, wouldn't you?

I think that happened.

"I didn't even pull my hips sword, so I thought I'd go in for cover... but you didn't have to."

Secrito continues with a small laugh at Kuku.

"It goes beyond my expectations to dismantle a soldier in armor with a round waist. Remember that? You tore your stomach out with your bare hands and dragged your guts out, didn't you?

No way. You gotta be kidding me.

"When I grabbed the knight's neck and pulled my head out of each spine, I thought my spine would freeze, too. A little southern Eugenian soldier was running away."

"What the hell. What kind of demon?"

I guess Secrito exaggerates half the funny things about my vague memories.

I'm going to be talking to Celia again.

I hope it stops well because there is Irigina.

……

"... waha"

Why don't you guys shut up?

"And anyway, with Master Agil's work, the enemy went into a state of panic, and his allies later failed to pull back and stormed. Mr. Leoporto says he took the hill much better than expected."

"Lord Pipi and Pochi have gone after Lord Hardlett too! The Southern Eugrian soldiers were pretty upset about the lizards! When I sprayed the fire, I even threw my weapon away and got away with it!!

The lizard flew and sprayed fire, so you'd be surprised.

That's fine, deny me the exaggerated idiot story you're talking about right now.

"Ha, Lord Hardlett!! Salute all!"

"Don't freak out. They're gonna drag your guts out!

"But don't close your eyes! They're gonna pull your spine out!

A soldier stretches his spine as he moves upright.

Let's not think about it anymore.

"There's just one thing that worries me. You didn't kill a woman during the rampage, did you?

Even though reason was flying, I'd like to believe it's just not there.

"We've been dealing with about three people, all of whom have been taken prisoner without being injured."

"... I can't believe I didn't get my hands on a woman when I ran off."

"Waha! That's Lord Hardlett!

Good for you.

"Thank God. I'm distracted."

"I'm sure Mr. Myra will be better"

"Lord Myra is a strong man! He's definitely coming back!

"If you're gonna live, you're gonna live."

I scratched Celia's head, stroked Irigina and Secrito's ass, and then went to see Myra's face again.

- A few days later.

As Myra continued to fall asleep, Tortoent, the Liberty capital, contacted us after the reorganization and intense fighting.

'The Goldonian reinforcements want us to return to Tortoent. I'm sending another squad to Merrisburg.'

That was the thing.

"Well, we're reinforcements to the Liberties, not the Merrisburg Guard."

"I was wondering if I was right as an operation. It is a steeplechase that sent us to defense battles in the first place of a formation that excelled in the field. It is the Stone that retreats the enemy and makes it a defensive force through a staggered force of infantry subjects."

Still, it was in a complicated mood to entrust Pong with the defense of this city, which Myra defended until she was badly injured.

I guess the same news reached the mayor.

I can hear voices outside the building where I put my main unit.

"Oh, you finally pulled out? You Gordonian army, destroy civilian houses, destroy gates, burn the city walls you give... because I didn't care when every city would be destroyed. Don't worry, if our army of common sense will come."

Who do they think Myra got hurt for?

Look at me get up all the time, Celia and Marta get blue.

"It's the same for me to be angry, but it's going to be tough for me to beat you up here!

"Please weigh yourself down! Hit us if you're frustrated!

Celia and Marta appear on each hand, and for some reason a hasty irigina comes strangling from behind.

It's easy to shake it off, but it could even hurt Celia and the others.

"Chieftain, please calm down! Do something about Pippi."

"Got it! The chief strokes this place and he's in town."

Pipi and Luna rub my groin off my clothes.

Little by little, I'm feeling down.

"... we're moving. I'm just leaving this city."

Do you want me to come here again?

No, let's come back and rent the toilet at the mayor's residence.

I'm gonna take the oversized thing off the toilet seat and leave you alone.

When I kick the door open, the mayor and the vicinity flaunt my shoulders.

"At the request of the Liberty side, we leave this city. Thank you for your help."

I guess the words and expressions don't match.

"Myra's guy won't pay off, either."

There Ceclito says something extra in his ear.

A killing sprang from all over me, and the mayor flipped.

I don't think you mind because I haven't got my hands on it.

"And how about a withdrawal ceremony..."

"You don't have to. Bye."

I don't need any more greetings.

We need to see how Myra is doing.

"You disrespectful bastards... Hey, bring your replacement pants"

"Ri, got it!

I don't have to worry about that much on the road to Tortoent.

The streets are solid and have little to worry about thieves and demons, and the enemies just haven't gotten this far.

"Then do me a favour. Let me know anything changes."

"Yes, I understand."

I'll also take Myra, who won't wake up yet.

Maybe I really shouldn't move it, but I didn't think it would be for her to put it in Merisburg.

Tailor the whole carriage like a bed with the cushion I brought you.

That's where he took turns putting military doctors on and set up a system that kept his eyes open all day.

Prioritizing Myra is normal, although it may interfere with the treatment of other wounded soldiers.

I'll follow you while I'm awake, too, but when I go to bed, I move to another carriage.

Doctors will be weird when I'm asleep next door.

Because Myra's cure is best than my feelings.

I sleep with the windows open so I can wake up with the morning sun.

Of course there's no one next door and I'm alone.

Just go to sleep and close your eyes trying to get up just now.

My consciousness grew distant...... I woke up with stimuli.

"... Marta"

"Yes."

Marta unloads my pants and keeps rubbing my meat bars.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not in the mood for a woman right now. We'll do it again."

I didn't expect you to say such a line.

"No, you can't. Please hold me if you can't."

Marta can say that out loud and slap the male root with a small mouth.

A small tongue licks the meat umbrella around, conveys pleasure but one thing is hard to erect.

"I'm worried about Myra and I can't concentrate. You know what I mean?

I'm not in my mood in the present situation, and I'm sure I won't be able to entertain the woman.

That's unfortunate for everyone.

"Sir, listen to me"

Marta puts her hands on her face as she presses over me and pinches one of her still soft things with her crotch and rocks her hips.

"If it was your husband who was wounded on the battlefield, I will. I assume this is an unforeseeable situation."

That was better.

If it's about me, it's about stomping.

"Dear Myra is sick about that...... how would you like it if they stopped eating and sleeping?

"Mm..."

I am also proud to say that it is deeply thought that will happen because of my worries.

But I'm still not happy.

I want you to eat, sleep, and stay healthy.

It's best if you welcome me with a cheerful smile when I wake up.

"I think you're right. No woman is happy that she thinks people are weak. Master Myra should be the same. Stay as you always do and wait to get better."

Marta keeps rubbing the meat bars at the entrance of the meat hole as she says.

Marta is right.

Myra, it's a priority. I'm telling you what, I wasn't feeling her.

What did she say before she lost consciousness?

"I'm sorry," he said.

I thought it would bother me because of me.

If I was depressed when I woke up, she'd blame herself.

Then you can stay as usual and when you wake up, give him a hug with a full grin.

"Right. You're right."

Gratefully hug Marta.

But the question remains.

"But I'm eating, and I'm asleep, albeit briefly?

"But I haven't had a woman since that fight. It's the same thing that my husband doesn't hold a woman doesn't breathe. It's not where you eat or sleep."

I see, is that what it is?

"So go ahead...... you can hold it any way you want. It can be rough or painful. Please take many women and return to your usual husband."

Marta rolls in the colloquy and makes a meat hole with her own fingers.

I don't say anything more either. I'm pressured against her, and I put my male root in the hole.

"Ugh!

A short scream comes from Marta.

But I smile unexpectedly.

"I feel sorry for you. I didn't even know I could get my male roots up while I said I was always there... laugh at you gutless little bastard"

I show Marta my little roots because I look at them mocking myself.

I want to cry about this size after all the inspiration.

"Still, I have about forty cm... maybe enough for my hole. Don't worry about that. Play as you please."

Marta smiles like an angel.

Even though I knew it was a compliment, I was delighted and pushed an unrivalled short male root through her hole.

"Ahhh no! I knew it was big, too big!! I'll hit the grime in the back!

Marta whispers loudly, backwards.

Of course he's paying attention because he can't be this small and satisfied.

"It rubs all over the place from a little soft to the other way around! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"

Marta's legs spin around my hips and she cramps hard inside.

Of course it can't be this small and easy for a woman to squirt.

I'm acting so I can feel better.

I have to satisfy you at least a little more than I hold.

Let's build momentum and screw it in the back for a short time.

"Oh, back! Back there! Nhi-no!! Awwwww!! No!

Marta sprays the tide with a bah and clings to it disappointingly with both hands and legs.

He cared for me and sprayed it up to the tide. He kept poking at me without slowing the pace and wanting to swing a small one.

In an hour.

I kept waving my hips over Marta, but my ejaculation wouldn't increase.

I couldn't help but seem to be a little man to be incapable of not just being small.

"Sorry, I can't get there."

"Ahhh! No, no, no, no! I can't believe I'm poking you!

Two hours later.

Keep poking Marta with one thing that's still stubborn.

She's just getting tired of acting, too. Words are running low.

"You don't have to. If you're not feeling well, you can keep your mouth shut."

"... no... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Three hours later.

It still doesn't get to ejaculation.

Still, I shake my hips sucking on my little breasts.

For me to be me, to respond to Marta's compassion.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

"No more... no more... ever... but... there was... kahu"

It was then.

"Sir Hardlett!! Sir Hutier has regained consciousness!

It's the doctor's voice.

I pause for a moment to understand what that means.

"Did Myra wake up! Whoo!!

"Huh? Hey... Wow!

The meat bars, which had become smaller and smaller, swelled all at once in Marta and became the usual size.

The hardness also became like iron.

Marta's hips bounce when she was resting still.

I sprayed the tide and peeled it all the way to my white eyes, but I don't need any more acting.

"Thank you Marta. Thanks to you, I can welcome Myra with a smile."

I pull my male roots out of Marta vigorously, kiss her and then fly off to Myra's carriage.

"Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!"

Marta looked like she was doing water arts on the bed, but not now.

"... have you been unconscious for so long"

What you hear in the carriage is the voice of my dear Myra.

To be honest, I've imagined her death many times.

But it's all about the past, she woke up.

"Myra!!

Open the carriage door... No, destroy it.

"Wah, Lord Hardlett so hastily...... yaaaaaa!!

Holding Myra tight makes a sharp scream.

"Why are you naked! Are you a sleigh burger! Okay, in the middle of something. - Uh-huh!

Embrace Myra and take her lips.

"Myra, thank you so much! Good luck!

Touch your head with both hands and mess up your face.

"Abbu...... oh that's enough! than that."

Myra leans slightly.

"This injury is caused by my alarm. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Disappointing hugs on the chest plate without making me say it.

"Oh Myra, my Myra! I'm not letting you go anymore!

Celia and Irigina were also coming out when they heard the noise.

Everyone is at ease.

Celia's cheeks are a little bloated, but now just make Myra adorable.

"Sir Hardlett, that's enough. You're sick, aren't you? Please take care of the others."

Attention is drawn to military doctors.

Whoa, this is getting too well.

"Consciousness is back, and the wounds are not pus. Anything bothering you? And before..."

Myra answered the doctor's question after seeing my face shy and chilling.

"I'm a little bit hungry and..."

The doctor started and smiled.

"You're all right now. There's not enough blood around your eyes, so eat plenty of blood. And Sir Hardlett, please wear something anyway."

I stand up immediately.

"I'll bring the usual food. I'll feed you until you're like Claudia."

"Please stop! If you're going to look like that, I'll choose death!

Myra was helpful.

My worries have disappeared.

"You annoyed me, too."

"It's true. Let me worry about Master Agil."

Celia says something to Myra but smiles at each other.

It's a good thing.

Luna laughs too.

"It's a relief."

Gido strokes his chest down too.

"Good for you!

Pipi says, and Porch sounds gay with joy.

"Well, if you're dying, you'll feel a little softer."

Secrito is as usual.

"I'm not afraid of anything anymore!

Yes, Irigina, there's nothing to be afraid of.

By the way, Myra is back, so don't worry about a single thing.

The excitement I forgot is going to pop up now.

"Then I'll take it. There was a nice cabin over there."

Myra screams as Celia tries to pull my hand.

"No! You're worried about me, and you've got a lot of buildup, so I'm the one who's gonna take it, right? Please wait until I get back in shape soon. You can't give it to another woman."

Myra says so and begins to gut her prepared porridge.

At this rate, you'll be able to get up soon.

"You can't even dream."

"Nooo."

Looks like I need a lot of hard work, too.

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Alteria, Capital of Southern Euglia

"Looks like the First Army missed Melisburg."

Zaphnes reports to Wilhelmina.

The young queen does not smile or anger, but asks looking at the map.

"What's the cause?

Zaphnes also answers pale.

"Goldonian reinforcements were in there. The numbers were less than 20,000, but they seemed pretty strong. If you push, you can fight another battle, but the damage will be enormous. I don't want to wear out the First Army here."

Wilhelmina nodded slowly.

"I don't dispute your judgment. Goldonia was strong. You'd have been right to leave it at Liberty's, wouldn't you?

"... I'm not ready yet. With a little more troops and gear, we won't be late."

Wilhelmina slightly loosens her cheeks at the will of Zaphnes.

The staff, consisting of his men, have proposed plans for the recapture of the former northeastern part of the People's Union of Vandrea, tentatively occupied by the Goldonian lord Hardlett Border Uncle before the invasion against Liberties, and for the invasion of the Protectorate of the weak state Malt.

But Wilhelmina could have collided directly with Goldonia and rejected it prematurely.

Wilhelmina continues with her lipstick pulled in front of the mirror.

"I was driven away, but I was able to grasp the formation and proficiency of the Royal Goldonian Army and the tactics of the Hardlett Border Reverend. I think it would be a good buy if this information could be bought for thousands or so of damages"

"... I guess so. Turn the minimally trained from the ilkster as a replacement for now. The First Army can't move on the 20th."

Says Zaphnes with his head on.

Damage to a laughable extent with the nose in Imperial times, but it was quite painful nowadays with low troop numbers.

"So..."

Finished with makeup, Wilhelmina turns her perfected beauty to Zaphnes.

The man's brow moves slightly.

"Twenty days of time and how do we make use of this defeat?

Zaphnes laughs back at the queen telling her to provoke.

"Right... let the Second Army on the South side lose as well. The Third Army has stopped marching."

Wilhelmina also laughs slightly.

"That's tough. Don't let the war change."

"Yes, it's finally a good opportunity for the Liberty Army to fight back. I want you to come with maximum force to destroy us."

Zaphnes calls one of his men to his room.

"Train and deploy the Special Forces... Right, hurry to Maltofia and complete it within twenty days"

"Ha!"

"You're going to have a hard time. For the sake of my country, thank you."

Wilhelmina lowered her head small with a smile and her men left the room in awe, thanking her for breaking her hips parallel to the floor.

Zaphnes says without looking at Wilhelmina after the door is completely tight.

"I can read the enemy's movements. I also know how to get out next. The odds are good enough.... but not perfect, big bet, okay?

Wilhelmina also responds without looking at Zaphnes.

"That's how far my hegemony goes when it comes to losing a bet. No problem."

The queen continues there with her eyes on Zaphnes.

"But I don't think it's a bet this time."

Wilhelmina leaves for the balcony.

Twice a week, a speech on the status report for the people begins.

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Liberty's Capital Tortoent Operations Conference Room

"You've often retreated from the enemy's Western Legion! And in just two days... the staff had their eyes round."

Secretary of Defense Brian grabs my hand disappointingly.

I had some unpleasant feelings in Merisburg, but I don't feel bad when you're welcomed straight like this.

It would be great if they were beautiful and offered me a hole to thank.

Whoa, the fantasy of a beautiful woman was bad.

One thing hit me because of my abstinence until Myra's full recovery.

If I break my pants here, I'm a pervert at once.

"You should let the soldiers rest slowly first. We will treat the wounded responsibly… the war victims will be politely transferred to Gordonia, and the family will be wrapped a little from us."

Compensation for war expenses, damages, etc. is paid from Liberties to Goldonia as an honorarium for reinforcements.

Apart from that, they send it directly to the survivors.

You're still wealthy.

Leopold will look at me.

"I called him back. I guess there's something there. Hear it out," he said.

"So you called us back..."

"Oh."

Brian spreads the map.

Leoporto deflects his gaze from Hui and me and focuses on the map.

"Three days after Lord Hardlett pushed the enemy Western Army back in Merisburg, we also succeeded in repelling the Confederate Army after a defensive battle. At last, the advance of the southern Eugenian army stopped!

The Liberty Army was also struggling in the south, apparently.

fake leoporto thing david pale supplement.

"The legions that were looming from the east are also retreating. The enemy's offensive has ceased on all fronts."

Enemy advances stopped in the war that began with the ambush.

It can also be seen that the southern Eugrian army has finally suffered from shortness of breath.

"Finally, it's time to fight back! It is time to reclaim the free people and the land from the cowardly southern Eugenians!

Jim gets up and screams hot.

I hate it when you're getting sweaty.

Brian nodded and put many pawns on the map.

"We will conduct a total counterattack operation nearby. It is a major operation to rally all possible troops south at once and aim to destroy the main enemy forces. Commander Hardlett would like you to join us in this operation. I want to have a specific discussion at last."

I see. Kick your enemies at once for where they have run out of breath to finalize their victory.

It's easy to understand and I prefer it...

Leopold said something. Right.

Let me ask you something.

"What do you think of Leopold?

The usual faceless look rises.

"Do you know any other damage in the battle of the South? I don't mind some speculation."

Look through the documents provided.

"... As far as this goes, other damage is antagonistic, and given the total force of the enemy, it seems we can still afford it. Isn't this repelling and spontaneous retreat?

Brian and Jim's faces are distorted.

David would have meant to be faceless, but I could see his eyebrows moving. That's still sweet.

"It's a retreat that remains intact until the Eastern Army. If the front is in danger after a really serious blow, wouldn't it show a move to turn to reinforce the Southern Legion? As it stands, retrogression is an extraction that doesn't make sense."

"The number of damages alone doesn't count the battle! Sometimes less damage will defeat!

Jim argues.

Hehe, would it be frustrating to talk to Leopold?

It's uncomfortable when you do it, but it's funny when you see people doing it.

"I don't even think of it as a vulnerable enemy defeated by small damage. The enemy has a large formula that is retreating leaving room. Isn't it premature to challenge a showdown by all armies?

Even then, Leoporto talks to David and Jim several times.

Secretary of Defense Brian kept his eyes closed with his arms together.

"The original plan should have been to target the fall of supply base Irkster after stopping the enemy's offensive. Why was it abruptly changed to a total attack on the main enemy force?

"The battle has momentum..."

Control the gym and Brian opens his mouth.

"Lord Leopold, Commander Hardlett, I know what you're going to say. But I want you to discuss the operation. The only way to make an operational decision... is if the president has already made a decision."

"Ha."

I can't say anything more when they say, 'The King's orders are out there'.

"Well, it still takes time to get ready. Let's start today with a deeper rapport."

Brian offers the seemingly expensive liquor followed by a glass, whispering in my ear.

"The President... No, the citizens of Liberty want an early settlement. The country is rough in the war and the economy is exhausted. We in the military have no choice but to do everything we can to the citizens and their representatives."

That's tough.

Well, are you with me anywhere?

If the king decides, I'll have to obey.

That's depressing to think about.

"Plus there's just a little bit between the president and me.... No, this is a silence. Make sure it wasn't there."

Brian laughs bitterly.

I felt indescribable anxiety behind that expression.

"We're only reinforcements."

I just have to leave the fundamental maneuvers to you.

Well, if I get too unscrupulous, I run back.

Let's talk to Leopold for once.

And liquor behaves on everyone, making it a whispering defensive success celebration.

"Dear Agil, this alcohol is delicious."

"You drank all at once? This booze tastes pretty good, so I'm gonna leak your piss again."

Touch and fuzz the reddened Celia.

"Yeah?"

Jim looked at this one with a strange face, but I don't care.

"Sir, would you let me pour it on you?

Marta gives me a red face.

Of course my girlfriend's not drinking.

I left it at Myra's whirlwind, but Marta seemed to faint all day that day.

She said she had ascended nearly a hundred times, and now she just got close to me and turned bright red.

"Hi. Doesn't look like I'm forced to... hmm"

Jim is saying something again.

"Um..."

I hear voices from outside the room.

When I opened it, Myra stood with Luna supporting her shoulder.

It's upright for once, but my feet are still fluttering.

I'm not completely physically fit.

"Hey fool, I hope you're not asleep."

I rush to support Myra.

"I heard you were conducting a joint military conference. I thought I should just show my face."

"Your body will be more important than that!

I hold Myra up and let her sit in the chair like she's broken.

"Hey, excuse me for dressing pitifully"

"It's an honor injury. You just have to be grand."

Myra bows her head to the face of Liberty, and I immediately follow.

If anyone complains, I'll literally bite you.

"Military uniforms alone would be cold. Keep my cloak on."

Take off your cape and take care of Myra.

She was reluctantly wrapped up in her mouth.

"Hmmm... was I wrong about something...?

Jim's saying something again, but Myra's important, so I can't hear you.

"So, Commander Hardlett."

Brian is back with a bright smile.

"We need closer collaboration if we are to participate in the same operation. That's why I'd like to send a liaison officer."

I guess I should.

We need a liaison officer who knows exactly what's going on on on both sides.

"He's a freshman out of cadet school, but he's a competent second-in-command of the year. Thank you very much."

Mm-hmm. You're about to come out with a second seat brilliant, or a fucking serious, uninteresting guy.

'I don't write that in a textbook' or something like that.

The door opens and the Second Seating Hall appears.

She is half a hundred and sixty and has beautiful long blonde hair in the wind.

Brand new military uniforms that have not been used - are still worn and disintegrated.

"To?"

Celia made a strange voice.

Beautiful green eyes and long lashes with pink flashy lipstick.

A military hat that is supposed to be securely worn in the middle of my head is put on the right side a bit.

"Huh?"

Myra also made a strange voice.

The liaison stands in front of me and breathes in.

"I'm going to say Suzy. Nice to meet you. Chiu...... Nfu"

Greeting in an extended voice, he even flew to the throwing kiss at the end.

"Hey, you know what?"

I'm even stuck with Marta.

"Hey, it's totally different than what it says. What is this guy?

"But the name and registration number are the same. It's definitely her..."

Brian and David are hissing at each other.

"I don't like it when it's hard on me - but I'm going to try my best - and I'm going to be nice."

The woman who said Suzy said as she twisted her body, she had a good finger on my chest and laughed, "Yay, Kinnik, wow, hahaha."

"Ko, this woman..."

"How disrespectful..."

"If you're feeling well, I'll put you down!

Celia and Marta are turning their faces bright red in a different way than earlier.

Myra is also trying to get up fumbling.

I look down at Suzie, I cough up once, and I open my mouth.

Brian and David, even Jim had heads.

"You said Suzy, didn't you?

"Huh."

She's pounding my abs and laughing.

I open my eyes and look at her and say it.

"Nice to meet you. Oh, it's an honor to work with a beauty like you."

"Haha - often said -"

"" "Er..." "

I hear the women's condemnation.

That's disrespectful behavior that even I can see, and I don't think I can work with it.

But you don't have a choice.

Susie is a flashy beauty that catches your attention, and most importantly, you can see the valley of your chest from your disfigured uniform.

Besides, the skirt is obviously shortened and the nagging thighs peek, and I know the shape of the van and the strained buttocks.

You don't have to do your job.

Someone has to work hard for that.

"It's nice to have a gentle man."

Susie smiles at me with her eyes open.

"That's right. I knew men had to be nice to women."

My face loosened and I got a disgusting cat stroke.

It's going to be a fun op.

"" "Bu......" "

Is there any excuse for Celia and the others first?

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Agil-Hardlett, 24, during the Winter War.

Commander-in-Chief of the Liberty Rescue Army

subordinate unit

Seventh Corps of the Royal Gordonian Army

9,000 infantry.

1500 Archers

Cavalry 1800 Horsemen

Hardlet Us Army

Bow Cavalry 3800 Horsemen

Guards, 180 rides.

75 tanks.

(Injured soldiers return)

Subordinate Leoporto (Staff Officer) Celia (Deputy) Myra (Recovering) Irigina (Commander) Luna (Commander)

Gido (Guard) Pipi (Lizard Cavalry) Poci (Lizard) Marta (Captive) Keith (Corps Leader) Secrito (Temporary)

Suzy (Liaison)

Current Location Tort Ent

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