Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"So when are the negotiations between the two countries going to be?

I'll ask the Southern Eugenian messenger.

She says her name is [Hanitoulan].

"Unfortunately, we haven't decided on an exact time yet. Except for the words of His Majesty Alexandro to wait a long time..."

I guess.

I know better than she does because I'm a party too.

King Gordonia has little interest in negotiating with southern Euglia.

Anyway, I'm not willing to think properly because I'm focusing on domestic insurgency sweeps.

"We're in the middle of some clerical negotiations."

Kenneth and the other civilians seem to be packing a lot, but if the best doesn't move, they won't make it.

It will be a while before we enter into meaningful negotiations.

"That's crazy. My territory is moving without me doing anything."

Maybe it's because Celia has my mark on the paperwork Adolf and Leopold made.

I wish the king would do the same.

"Then I'll leave you alone for a while."

She wears clothes scattered all over the floor as she trims her hair.

This is my room, by the way, where the two of you were naked, and there was intense negotiation going on until earlier.

"I don't know if I've ever been with a negotiator..."

Take her lips off her troubled face.

"Negotiating in the Chamber is normal. You don't have to tell me."

"Really... Ugh, the hardlets are too attractive for this..."

Got her clothes done. She smiles sweetly before leaving the room.

I'll drop you off with a full smile, too, and then I'll call you under the bed.

"What do you think?

"You're only in the mood as you initially saw it. She doesn't even look trained for intelligence. After all, I would raise the beauty and calm Sir Hardlett down, and if I'm lucky, I'd say it's even one of the pieces of information."

It was petite cherries that came out from under the bed.

For her little one, there's plenty of room under the big bed in the bedroom.

"I'll try to analyze again what she talked about in bed, but, well, I don't think it's a big achievement. I guess most of the authority lies with the messengers on the Wang Du side."

Petite cherries dust and then groan low woo to turn their bodies.

"Well... it's something sweet to be seen. They think I'll do what they want with a beautiful woman."

That's right. Even I realize it's so blatant.

I can't help it because it's instinct to loosen my face when I get my hands on it.

"... even pretending to be deceived is a hand"

Little petite cherries look at me with sharp eyes.

"Did you need to take six hours to do eight shots? I stepped on it for an hour at most and hid under the bed, but on my head I was giddy... I should have been in the closet with this!

Ha, anyway, this negotiation doesn't seem easy.

Wilhelmina will still come for a big shot, but this one can't move in Gotagota in the country because of the trouble.

Hopefully it won't be Liberty's two dances.

"You just have to pretend you're drowning in your body in the first place, so you just have to deal with them appropriately, you need to caress them until they leak - hmm"

Kiss petite cherries lining up complaints.

When she was blocked in the mouth, she grew older and gently turned her hand around her cheek.

……

Though I thought so, my tongue is bitten thoughtfully.

Celia is staring at me at the entrance as I follow her gaze.

Speaking of which, I'm still naked.

"Then I have work to do."

"... Mirkula Information Officer, I need to ask you something"

"Sorry I have a job to do"

Celia follows Petite Cherry perfectly, leaving as if nothing had happened.

The footsteps don't go faster, and at the end of the day, it becomes the sound of a full-blown disease and disappears.

"In the meantime, you're still at peace"

Dry your laundry in the garden and take a nap while it's clear today, even if you know the storm is coming tomorrow.

Life is like that.

But there may be a breeze in the afternoon before tomorrow's storm.

"Please accept this one"

The corner of the mansion, Adolphe and others, Claire, kneeling down to me in front of the Home Secretary, politely present the writ.

I nod respectfully before declaring.

"We shall now grant the request of the Clare Regional Representative and transfer Lintblum's interests and preferential trading rights in the Territory from the Philich Chamber of Commerce to the CR Chamber of Commerce"

All Home Affairs Officers bow their heads and show understanding, with Claire bowing her head deep in the air.

Adolph does the same thing all the time, but he seems dissatisfied to see it.

Claire finally officially declares her independence from the Philich Chamber of Commerce. I've asked for all of the interests I was in charge to be transferred to the newly launched Chamber of Commerce.

I knew what was going on, but I took this form to inform all the Home Secretary.

By the way, the CR Chamber of Commerce is an abbreviation for the Claire Laurie Chamber of Commerce.

I guess this will finally kick off the battle between Claire and the Phillich Chamber of Commerce.

It's called Southern Euglia, it's called the Rosario case. It's hard everywhere.

When there is no noise at all, but when one wakes up, it gets bumpy.

"Then I would like to offer you a small thank you as a token of my gratitude for your acceptance."

Withdrawn was a box full of gold coins.

Claire dives in her voice and says:

"Please do not hesitate to take this as it is serious. Please protect me and Laurie."

"Absolutely. Don't protect your own woman. What do you do?"

When I kiss Claire, the Home Office officials look away at me uncomfortably.

And the harrassment and some thin thread scattered... oh Adolph's hair.

The battle between nations was preceded by a battle between merchants.

A few days later, the Philich Chamber of Commerce informed me that the protest against the transfer of interests and Claire had already been fired.

Of course I don't know that.

In fact, he made Adolf write the contents of "Until I Obeyed Your Rep" and "What's My Matter in the First Place at the Philich Chamber of Commerce" in a high-pressure, theoretical and good way.

"Ha... it's supposed to be Mr. Claire - it's a healthy way to trade side by side with the CR Chamber of Commerce and the Philich Chamber of Commerce."

"Well don't say that. I'm leaving it to Claire, so Lindtblum's doing fine."

Of course Adolf's accomplishments are huge, but without Claire's bold investment, this would not have worked.

"But it's too much to stick the convoy up to her. It's clearly against fairness."

"I think if you two were fighting, you'd usually put your shoulders in one of them."

Or leave it uninterested.

"Claire is my woman, and I help her unconditionally.... but don't you think she'd be best off without it? Ignore fairness."

……

Adolf said nothing more.

That's what I mean.

Even if it's not healthy to prioritize her, it has the best results for us.

Then you should continue to leave it to her.

What we need is more results than processes.

"Which means it's the same if a woman eventually asks for a delightful child, whether it starts with a loving kiss or intense resistance."

"No, that's not true. The latter is rape."

"Right... no"

Myra jumps in where she doesn't even know what she's talking about.

"Filich - No, the robbers have raided the CR Chamber of Commerce headquarters!

"Are you here?"

I'll get up quickly and head over to Claire's.

"More info?

"Fifteen robbers, they killed a few batons and broke into the store."

That's not part of the robbers' gear.

The store also stores large quantities of gold coins, so security is tight, but not on a scale that can be prevented.

I think the armed men are grand during the day, but Claire's shop still has carriage traffic.

It's not that hard to disguise yourself as a purchasing carriage and avalanche into the store.

"And then what happened?

"Twelve robbers were slaughtered and killed on the spot, and the remaining three were wounded and captured."

Well, that sort of thing.

When I arrived at Claire's store, there were bodies and injuries of mercenaries she would have hired in front of the store, and inside the store were tied up with the bodies of the robbers and those who were barely breathing, bleeding.

The wounded guys are saying something about bumps.

"Why dozens of heavy infantry... different story..."

"How did Sir Hardlett's knight get to a merchant..."

"Ah, chief - lord"

Gido comes running to see me.

I'm still growing up and looking better than me.

It's been a while since you and I went to the whorehouse. You have to show off one thing and keep it dignified.

"All those who attacked me have defeated them. They wore clasps and even had crossbows, but there were no injuries in the convoy."

Gido laughs refreshingly without knowing my resolve.

The armor I was just wearing was bright red stained with returning blood, and the sword of the stripper was dripping blood to its roots.

When asked for details, they kicked the guard baton at the entrance and headed straight to Claire's room and the one with the sales money.

But unfortunately, along the way, he encountered 20 fully armed escorts and was suddenly destroyed.

"Isn't that just too much? I can't believe the guards, not the escorts, protect the merchants."

Myra says in a difficult face.

She is of the opinion that, like Adolf, a merchant does not need to be protected by a lord.

Hmm, the guards and the other squads thought about it, but just in case something happens.

The escort is perfectly skilled and equipped to protect Claire enough for an equal number of Knights.

I've been thinking about excuses for a while.

"" Membership luxury tea shop opens, CR Chamber of Commerce head office upstairs "… is this a tea party with armor on it?"

"Twenty men."

Of course there is no such disgusting tea party, and no other guests.

This is a bitter measure that Adolf came up with.

The escort will continue to have a tea party here until things settle down.

"Hardlett Borderline Uncle"

Claire and Laurie show up wearing a dress there.

Totally intact, of course.

"I'm glad you're safe. Don't worry, I'll keep protecting you."

Myra turns to the end with a disgruntled face.

Claire bows her head respectfully to her like that, and then approaches the distance she can whisper to each other.

"Thank you so much, Dear Agil"

The tone turned into something familiar and I smiled.

"So, how's the fight going?

"Yes, important customers, purchaser acquisitions and threats - Gohon, persuasion matches continue. Overall dominance… Philich's southern Eugrian tipping seems to be alarming the Goldonian merchants"

"There are many other tricks and tricks that have been repeated, but with the help of Mr. Hardlett, we are moving forward in our favor"

Laurie pulls my sleeve shy and sweet, but her eyes are glowing.

She looks totally like Laurie the kid, but she's a brilliant woman who knows both the business watch and the back.

Adolf and Myra told me more about "all sorts of things".

Merchants are attacked by thieves on the streets, suspicious fires in small and medium-sized city warehouses, and successive snitches of merchants concealing their property.

Sometimes Celia accidentally jumped in when she noticed an unnatural move by an official, holding up the scene of a bribe.

Although they treat it ostensibly only as a normal case or corruption, they have handed down harsh sentences for what Claire's side would have done in peace.

I'm in charge of all the decisions anyway.

I've been throwing round at other guys like the trial so far, but I guess this is what power tastes like.

"They are pushed in the so-called 'ordinary war' harder than ever...... they will have to use rough hands like this one"

They don't really want to use rough ways like this one because it can be tough if the noise gets louder. Conversely, it is also a sign that Claire is so dominant.

"It would be quick if the survivor confessed."

I wasn't targeted, but if there's any evidence, I'll go to Philich on the grounds that I made a scene in Rafen: 'Report to the kingdom that I made a scene in my city. If you don't like it, don't get involved with Claire any more'.

"No, that's right, they're not that sweet either. They're just mercenaries, agents through, so you won't know who your employer is. Because there are those specialized organizations."

There's a lot of darkness in the merchant world, too.

I would naturally assume failure, and can't I easily grab my tail?

"But things like this one continue to be in the way of business. Unfortunately, as we fight back, we are not trustworthy. Because the more the society behind you values years of trust."

"Then… do we have to execute the example array"

Claire and Laurie nod.

"Yes, I'll take care of you everywhere. Have you found the right one?

I snorted loudly.

A few days later.

"I'm coming, Luluz. I can't help but get tired because of the noise of the Filich people. I can't do this without a slow bone break."

Claire heads to the carriage with a sigh of relief.

Put your hat on deep from behind and I'll go on.

"Go ahead, Master Claire."

I crawl on all fours in front of the carriage.

"... you're so sweet."

Claire steps on her back and rides the carriage, apologizing to me with a slight hesitation.

I don't feel bad about Claire stepping on me, but that's not the main purpose.

This is part of the operation, and I'll be Claire's favorite male whore for a while.

I look around insignificantly as she steps on me.

There are two people who care.

One of them stares at Claire's ass getting in the carriage nasty with a loaded inferior.

The other one is a mansion chore woman and comes out to drop her off that she doesn't need.

I don't know which one, or both, but I need you to keep me informed.

"Luluz, hurry up, too. We'll serve you well on the road. Because that's what your tongue is for."

I understand, Master Claire.

I get in the carriage as if my husband had called me.

"Wow... that's Claire from the Philich Chamber of Commerce, isn't it? I'm surrounded by men..."

"Didn't you change your name now? He's got enough money to roar, and you can do whatever you want. I like that Macho..."

"But I feel really bad about living in the mood of a woman with a big figure."

You've been scolded by women all over the city.

You can't let Nonna look like this, even though it's an operation.

But I don't feel strange and bad.

Claire looks pitiful when she gets in the carriage.

"I can't believe you could come to Lord Agil himself... that the right person is very subordinate... it does work great, but you're going to risk yourself, right?

"Ha, I don't mind. It's only natural to do what you do for your own woman. I want to settle now."

The person necessary for this operation is a man of particular excellence and some standing in the martial arts of the individual.

On that condition, I was the best fit.

"Now you command me. I have to tell you, I don't know where my eyes and ears are."

"So, then. Luluz! Lick your crotch. And then you take off your pants and you do it yourself."

As a concubine, I follow Claire's instructions and head to her villa.

"Then pick me up in two days. Until then, I'll give Laurie everything I need to know about the job, and I'll take care of it if I disturb her time with him."

Claire harshly tells her companions about the villa in the small town.

My men send a scornful glance at me with their heads hanging over Claire.

I can't help it. On the road, I even hooked up with Claire like a dog.

It was meant to make you think of yourself as a concubine for the operation, but some things have been a little fun along the way.

When I left, Claire's men dropped a sword at me.

"Chi... you shameless hippos"

When a man looks down on me, he wants to strangle me.

"You suck... a man who can't let himself be fed by licking a woman's crotch"

I don't feel so uncomfortable being scorned by a woman on the other hand. I wonder why.

I saw my men leave. Me and Claire go into bed.

"So... would you mind?

"Whoa, if they're aware of it, they'll set it up tonight. Until then, let's have fun."

Claire smiled at Nicole.

"Please be gentle."

And late at night.

"There's signs around the house."

I ride over Claire and whisper in her ear shaking my body violently.

"... are you here?

"Oh, no doubt about it"

Claire also narrows her eyes as she is shaken and whispered violently.

I feel signs outside the villa.

There are three numbers, few footsteps.

If I hadn't been on guard from the start, I wouldn't have noticed.

"I can't be such a clever imitator of mercenaries there. I'm guessing he's a first-class assassin, as you expected."

"Is it still true"

Claire expected more senior assassination specialists to target herself after the robbers failed.

They were also watching the Philich Chamber of Commerce use them to clean up commercial vendettas.

The chances of winning are thin even if they attack the headquarters guarded by heavily armed escorts at their disposal.

Then only Claire will be sent an assassin who can be accurately removed.

That's why I moved the place from the main office to the villa so it was easy to aim for.

I'll be alone with the concubine and the villa, and I'll tail you.

There is no hand for an assassin not to aim here.

Signs stand in front of the door so rare that you miss them if you are not careful.

The lock, which had been tightly placed, moved slowly and opened it up.

And the door opens without sound, and three signs come into the room.

"Ahhh Lulz, poke me more! Poke in the back! Ahhh! Ahhh!

Claire whispers and I keep rocking the bed hard.

"Dear Claire! Does my thing feel good? We will serve you all night. Humph! Humph!

Three signs stop by the bed.

You're making sure we're obsessed with intercourse.

And a few moments later, with a slight sound, the killer releases.

"Huh!"

I kick Claire out of bed and jump myself up.

"What?"

At the same time, three short knives pierced the bed.

All assassins are dressed in black monochrome coats and are completely invisible except for their eyes.

"Stay hidden."

When I say so, Claire dives under the bed without saying anything.

In this situation, I know I'm just a handful.

"You're the ones who can't reach out to kill the men and women they love."

I turn to the three assassins naked.

"Did you notice?"

"Sort of."

Gaze at both assassins.

I guess they're stepping on quite a few spots too, not looking upset at all.

"Seems a little good, but futile. I'll kill you, and I'll kill Claire."

"I won't. You're the ones who get wrecked."

I set up the short knife I left on my pillow.

A blade like a toy but better than no.

Each of the three assassins takes out a different weapon.

One is a sickle-like weapon.

One is a weapon like a needle caught in his finger.

One is a crooked one-handed sword.

None of them are decent weapons.

It makes me realize that they specialize in assassinations rather than fights from the front.

"Phew."

The three of them come set up at the same time.

Weapons like needles are thrown, and at the same time they come slashed with sickles and one-handed swords.

I stare and see the movement of the needle and play it with a short knife.

At the same time, he jumps back and flaunts the two blades.

Honestly, it was possible to avoid and fight back at the edge, but given that these guys are assassins, there's a good chance that the blade is poisoned.

You should avoid it as sparingly as possible.

"... did you?"

One of the assassins squeals like that and goes forward, the other two back off.

This villa is not that big, and there is not much room for a lot of conditioning to move around.

It's easy to read because if the three of them set up at the same time, the movement is really limited.

Then it looks like you're going to kill me all by yourself.

I guess one person is confident enough.

"That's a rare weapon."

……

The first opponent is a man with a sickle.

Looking good, it looks like it's chained to a sickle.

Honestly, I've never seen a weapon like this.

The man comes at me like an assassin without saying anything.

He slashes me diagonally with a sickle, and when I avoid it, I rotate my body and chop it off to the side.

Play that with a short knife and kick it out the other way, but the man jumps back and avoids it in a wing-like motion.

I see. That's a big move.

"... Next, let's go"

The man jumps and sets up a sickle as he takes his distance.

Is it a restraint or is it waving around a chain on a sickle?

I felt strange there.

They're assassins. It should be far from square and 'Let's go' is weird.

"Huh!"

It was the moment when the man shook up the sickle.

Something flies along with the wind-cut noise.

That was a heavy torso to see.

It was at the end of the chain. That flies at a rate that is incomparable with the attack in the sickle earlier.

I don't expect a split torso to come from the end of the chain, and I'm totally poked at the intent.

"Got it!

A delightful color floats in a man's face.

Minutes torso flew brilliantly towards my eyebrow... it fit in my left hand.

"Huh?"

I grab my torso and pull it toward me.

The man with his eyes open delays the time to let go of his gains and his legs float in the universe.

"Bye."

Punch every man in the face flying at me.

The power of attraction and my arm overlapped, and the man's head smashed from his neck like a watermelon slapped to the ground. Top was gone.

The other two circle their eyes at the brains splashed all the way to the walls, floor and ceiling.

If you'd been reading their moves and fighting, I'd have been the one punching your brains out.

I had never seen such a strange weapon, and it was totally unexpected that the minute torso would come.

But unfortunately for him, I can handle his movements after watching them, so even if I'm surprised, I can handle them quite well.

It's strange to say so myself, but I'm never dull.

Honestly, I wonder if few guys are smarter than me.

You're also grateful for your natural motor vision.

"Which one's next?

At the same time as I say that, the needle flies towards my face.

I'm not even allowed to plunder now that it looks like it's poisoned to see it.

Avoid possible needles, and inevitable needles play with short knives.

I've outdone all the needles thrown, but my opponent won't let me pack the distance while I'm just standing around in a small room.

Such an exchange lasts twice and three times, and the man swings with multiple needles in both hands to see if he finally lets the paralysis cut.

I narrowed my eyes and checked my hand at that moment.

Four needles fly at the same time.

Avoid the first one by twisting your neck.

The second one plays with a short knife.

The third one twists and squeezes his body.

And avoid rolling the last four onto the floor to pack the distance from the man.

The fact that a man took precedence over an attack over a positioning packed enough distance.

A situation that is inherently in a hurry. But there was even a laugh in the man's mouth.

I guess so.

Anyway, there are five needles that the man was gripping on, because there is still one left.

"It's over!

The man throws the last bottle from close range.

I guess you're convinced it's inevitable for me to roll on the floor.

"Too bad I knew that."

Grab the pillow that was falling on the floor and pull it up.

The last needle stopped piercing a fancy pillow with feathers.

"hey... to..."

Before I finish, my knife pierces the man's chest and goes straight down the line from there.

The man, whose belly was cut open, spilled his throat and guts on the floor and remained desperate.

"You're all alone."

"... Gu"

I stare at the last man's score again.

It's a foreign sword. The crooked body looks unsuitable to slash away or thrust through.

Then there are other uses.

I don't know until I hit it first.

"Let's go."

Set up a short knife and advance.

The man doesn't want to take my blow away, but releases a counterattack thrust in his hair.

I avoid it at my leisure, this time releasing a spinning kick.

Kicking captures a man's belly but is very light in hand.

I guess I flew back and let the shock flow the moment it hit me. This is not very decisive.

And the man comes swinging his sword sideways in the air for my eyes.

The slaughter was a distance that was not supposed to hit, but I could see some liquid flying from the sword.

I just had to avoid it because of the possibility of poison, and I couldn't fold it into a gap that flew in the air.

The man lands a little further away and points his sword at him with a gap free modus operandi.

I see. Both swordsmanship and light industry are definitely first-class.

Are complex forms of swords meant to fly poison juice?

It's troublesome, but if you look closely at the way the sword waves, you can handle it.

That's when I thought about it and tried to pack the distance again.

"Burning flames, be my blade and fight your enemies"

The moment a man whines about something, his sword burns up.

"You think it's magic?

A man jumps in time into the gap where I hesitate for a moment.

"Huh! Ha! Hmm!"

Burning swords cannot be taken with daggers and continue to be avoided while retreating without stopping.

"Sweet!"

Once he got his distance, he turned to me and a man waved his sword.

Then the flames came upon him as if he were a burning serpent.

"Shit!"

I have no choice but to yield and avoid it, but the moment I wake up, my sword waves down over my head.

"Yes!"

I take it with a short knife reflexively, but the fire splashes and I have to pull it off.

I see. I'm magically and freely igniting an oiled sword, not poison juice.

"There!

A man's spinning kick captures my dovetail.

Combine magic, sword moves, and physical skill to attack.

Even a handful of wizards make this many moves… they become first-rate assassins.

But as a swordsman, magic is not as powerful as Alice's.

I have enough to do.

A man's weakness is power.

Compared to magic and good movement, a man's muscle strength does not leave the same range.

The kick just now captured my dovetail accurately, but with little damage.

The point is, all you have to do is crush magic and body surgery.

Throw the pot that was placed beside the bed at the man, and at the same time I go ahead myself.

Because I'm pushing, there's no way a man would make a big move to avoid a pot.

As expected, the man lowers back and pounds the kettle with minimal movement.

The pot falling on the floor makes a flashy noise and cracks, the contents...... scatter the oil for the lights.

"What!?

Oil splashes across a man's clothes and feet.

Now if you use magic poorly, you'll be on fire.

The man seals his magic and points a distorted sword at me.

"Another one!

That's where I step on the floor.

The floor of a sturdy villa, but it's wooden and can't stand my power.

The rectangular floorboard collapses the part I stepped on, the other side - that is, the place where the man is bouncing.

"Whew!"

A man whose feet suddenly hold up breaks the balance.

I pull my foot forcefully from the floorboard I stepped through and rush into the man.

Now the magic and body surgery have been sealed.

And my dagger and the man's sword strike.

"Hmm!!

Intense blow without small work.

A man with fluttered feet receives decent without being able to avoid or reciprocate.

And the difference in arm strength between me and the man is obvious.

"Yikes!"

The man accidentally removed his sword and knelt on the floor.

"It's over."

I hug the man disappointingly and tighten him up with all my strength.

"but... but... guh... guh..."

The crushing sound of his gut sounded, and at the end of the day he made a blunt sound and his spine snapped. The man stopped moving.

"Dear Eigil! Now!"

"Ooh."

Claire leaps out from under the bed when she sees the three of them have been tailored and releases her cape to me.

I jump out at full speed when I weave it quickly.

Even a small, quiet town, let alone those on the table in the middle of the night, is no good.

"Ah!?

But with a short cry, a woman fled as she was stripped.

I go after him without my hair on.

The woman runs desperately, but the speed difference with me has been successful in catching her for about ten seconds.

"Shah, muggoo!!

The woman tries to scream, but before she does, she bites the cloth and shuts it.

"Well, let me tell you what's going on."

Now the operation is complete.

The assassins I've just defeated are special people unlike the mercenaries there.

Unlike the wooden ones, they don't take requests without knowing the identity of their clients.

Most of all, they are a complete group of bastards, and it is impossible to capture them and let them crack their mouths first.

That's well known to Claire, who also watched the dark side of the Philich Chamber of Commerce.

That's where we targeted the spectators - the assassins to make sure they carried out their mission.

I don't know how a group of bastards works. Assassins.

There is no reason for the Philich Chamber of Commerce to fully trust you.

He was bound to send in a courier.

And even at night, it's easy to distinguish a spectator in a small town with this villa, unlike a lot of hookers and drunken Rafen.

I was able to capture him brilliantly now.

"All you have to do is break her mouth."

Claire says with a brutal grin.

"Come on, you can't be abusive. Well, that would be easy."

I stroke the butt of a bumpy, rambling woman.

A good fleshy body that seems to crave a man.

It would be quite sensitive from the reaction I stroked my ass.

"Hehe, I'll interrogate you gently and severely."

Saying so and taking off her cape, the woman looked at my groin and opened her eyes in amazement, stopping the resistance as she had given up.

In the end the woman threw up everything.

Not only was the series of raids at the mercy of the Philich Chamber of Commerce, but he threw up everything from his position within the Chamber to the name of a traitor inside the CR Chamber of Commerce, and from his own male experience to his sexy belt.

"Phyllich HQ would be trembling by now, wouldn't it? He was mistaken for a concubine and almost assassinated Uncle Borderline."

I was supposed to let someone in that position do the role of concubine and make that a problem, but it would work better if I did it myself.

Even if you assassinate Claire, that's just a criminal act.

But if you were after me on my territory, the story would be quite different.

"There are crusades, depending on the circumstances."

And I replied that I would rush to explain when I sent him a threatening sentence.

Now Philich won't be able to handle the CR Chamber of Commerce.

"I appreciate it from what to what. This thank you is plenty..."

I grab Claire's shoulder and smile.

"Plenty...?

"Yeah, plenty of it... ugh, stay tuned"

Totally looking forward to it.

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For the record, Porchhouse.

Porch's cabin was finally completed.

It looks like a castle, as opposed to a cabin, through a mansion.

"The strength is higher than the mansion. They use ceramics on the inside, which makes them more resistant to fire."

"It's half underground because it can't be built very high in relation to budget and landscape...... it's hard to have such a robust building"

The carpenters say it orally.

"That's luxurious for one lizard at all."

Nevertheless, let's not complain any more because it's true that Porch worked a lot.

"Lizard... yes, you were a lizard"

"No way, Dora. - No, nothing."

The carpenters are laughing bitterly.

I don't care about the details.

"Nevertheless, you've often been built in this short time."

Not a month has passed since construction began.

Well, it's a lizard shed, so I don't mind if I skip it.

"No, I didn't do that! It's just... hey."

"Oh... you mean the building materials haul has gone"

"Digging a hole was a flash, too."

Porch rattles behind the carpenters.

The voice sounds so happy that I can see it.

Speaking of which, Porch with big stones used to do quarries and construction sites.

I also think I saw him wrapping a bowl around his head and digging a hole with his nails.

"Take a look inside all of them"

Porch cabins are about four stories tall inside, of which the second floor is underground.

The landlord, of course, is not divided into hierarchies, so it's a four-story space.

There is only one huge door at the entrance because it is almost the only place to go in and out.

There is one other window available that only the face can show.

There is also a space where humans can wake up like lofts, allowing Pipi to stay.

"I hope so... how come there's a toilet and a sink"

Around the huge water, the water is drawn from the water bridge and the drainage is well organized to flow into the sewage.

Most of all, I'm not convinced that the toilet is divided by giant wooden doors.

"I like Porch beautifully. I won't answer if I'm watched by it. I hear you can't give up the bathroom."

Pipi explains it.

Speaking of which, you never had a shitty problem with Porch in the mansion.

When I glance at Porch for being a strange lizard, he sounds sad looking at me with a strange face.

"Am I right? What the hell is going on?

I don't know why. I'll ask Pipi.

"He wants you not to go in there with your shoes"

What makes a lizard shed strictly ground-footed?

"I don't know anymore. I'm going back."

As I left the cabin with my head in my arms, my pouch took out a wet cloth and began to politely wipe my shoe trail.

I wonder if Pipi raised Porch the wrong way.

I seriously think so.

Whatever it was, Porch's cabin was finished.

This won't even make me cry at night.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 25, spring.

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.

Family

Nonna (grumpy) Carla (side room) Mel (side room) Mitty (side room) Maria (side room) Katrine (side room)

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

Casey (Haunted) Rita (Maid Chief) Yoguri (Screenwriter) Alice (Ass Concubine) Rare (Concubine)

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

Nautia (Pharmaceutical) Sofia (Mistress) Secrito (Nap)

Sebastian (Deacon) Dorothea (Wangdu Mansion Management) Claudia (Return) Clara (Stunning)

Celestina (preparing to return) Monica (maid) Adela (professional mistress)

Subordinates

Celia (grumpy) Myra (commander) Marta (entourage) Irigina (commander) Petite Cherry (investigation)

Luna (Satisfied) Ruby (Satisfied) Gido (Guard) Porte (Home Affairs Officer)

Leoporto (staff officer) Tristan (appearance) Adolf (head of interior affairs) Claire & Laurie (independence) Liliane (actress) Chloe (servant) Alma (servant) Susie (men's fishing) Solana (xxx)

Prisoner

Christoph (harsh torture)

Outsiders

Brunhilde (Dark Smile) Lamy (Lamia) Arlaune (Bud) Mirmi (Mermaid)

Pets

Porch (Landlord) Messerschmidt (Migration) Schwartz (Horse) Felteris (Discovery)

212000 inhabitants, 5000 refugees.

37000 in important cities Rafen 6500 in Lintblum 14000 in special pioneering districts

150 escorts.

Infantry 13600 Cavalry 1500 Archer 1500 Bow Cavalry 4000 Artillery 400

60 artillery, 30 large artillery, 16 dwarf artillery, 45 tanks.

Other

0 reserve officers, 200 security forces.

Property Gold Coins 10375 Claire Independence Celebration (+10000)

775 Experience 68 children born +565