Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Hmmm......"

I roar at my home in Gordonia.

"Ahhh... hehe..."

On his knees, he puts Celia on her cheeks like a cat.

I'm in a constant mood for indifference.

"You get it on a profit account, don't you? I'm a little scared when I think about protection... but there you go."

Tristan says with a distracted face.

It is very unlikely that a subordinate will behave in front of his supervisor as if it were on the couch.

I usually almost get Celia kicked, but she's getting fuzzy on her lap.

"The problem is their morale... get in the single King Gordonian capital and take back the territory. That's exactly what heroes say. It's cheap and I don't like it."

"Heroic transmission? You must have paid to buy it out."

See the corner of the mansion.

There were many heavy looking iron boxes lined up there.

Two hundred and fifty thousand pieces of gold and Wilhelmina left the gold on the spot when the negotiations came together.

"It's on my palm at the point I'm bringing it from the beginning, right? Whether you're paying for it or not, it's true that territory has returned to them. You can do as much as you want with your legs."

When our gaze gathers, for some reason, Nonna, who was having tea near the box, reacts perfectly.

You can take it, but I'll tell you later. Adolph will make a scene if we don't get the right number.

But it's also a hassle to take home 250,000 gold coins in great numbers.

I wish you had sent me to the realm anyway.

Shall I stay here first?

"That's troublesome. Please take it home... I'm not comfortable with all this money beside me."

Dorothea says in haste.

Well, it's not a good idea to put a lot of money in a mansion with only women and children.

Not necessarily without my mansion and the idiots coming in knowingly.

"I guess Leopold and Adolph will bump into you"

That's right, let's just say Tristan made his decision arbitrarily and exclusively.

"Stop it! Those two really don't get the joke... and I can't help it this time. There's nothing the king can do over here. I lost when they figured it all out."

Tristan flaunts his shoulder and drinks tea.

And I lay down with the cushion around my neck.

Drink tea, eat sweets, and take a nap.

"Ahhh... ahhh!

After giving Celia a look that seemed unfortunate when she released her cheeks, the light returns to her eyes.

I found Tristan sleeping on the couch looking around to be vigilant.

"Tristan! I don't know what you're going to take a dignified nap in front of Master Agil in the daytime!

It sounds good like Celia's kick hit Tristan and slapped the futon.

"I want to hurt! My buttocks are broken. My body is delicate."

"Freaky! Wake up!

Tristan is driven away by Celia.

"It's been noisy since daylight. I don't even need to sleep."

Brunhilde sits next to me so I can be replaced.

"Mmm."

And take my hand and put it on my own cheek.

Were you watching me make it Celia?

"... Mmm, that's good"

I feel angry when I put it on the same way, so when I stroke my cheeks slightly, I snort even slightly.

"Be careful on your way home."

Brunhilde says without turning his face this way.

"Careful? This isn't enemy territory."

"Idiot..."

My thighs are twisted. It really hurts even if I add and subtract it when I get hit with your power.

"You're a good samurai, then it's the court, not the battlefield, where many samurai die. Not by arrowballs, but by poison blades. Believe me, there's nothing wrong with a concubine who's lived ten times more than you."

"Ooh."

Brunhilde keeps holding my opposite hand.

"People die really, really easily"

Brunhilde looks at me upwards and then bites me in the neck.

It's not about sucking blood, it's just a sweet bite.

"Your concubine will protect you. But watch out for yourself, too. Now a kid like Tristan does something. Listen to me honestly."

Being protected is very difficult to react to.

I know how strong Brunhilde is, but she still looks like a girl.

Dorothea looks at this one with her intricate face, but when Brunhilde glances at it, her hips fall out and her buttocks cling.

Brunhilde looks back at me from Dorothea because he's not interested.

"If you're going to die, die beside your concubine. Then I'll let you live forever as my servant."

Brunhilde's open eyes shimmer as if they were emitting light.

Wilhelmina's eyes were amazing yesterday, too, but they're just no match for this.

Being her servant means being a vampire.

"That's troublesome."

"Why not!

His shining eyes narrowed in a grumpy manner and he hit his head with a pocon.

The suspicious atmosphere disappeared.

"Ha ha, you won't be able to orgy with a woman under the blue sky"

"Asshole! Asshole!! What's that attitude to concubines? Let's make him a corpse in this place!

Tear it up and cut the subject off.

I actually recieve a pretty heavy streak like a Brunhilde kid.

The truth is, if I were a vampire, I'm sure Lucy wouldn't welcome me, wouldn't you come with me? That's what I thought.

Me and Nonna, who made proper socializations with Eirich and Kenneth, are just going back to the realm.

I was actually planning on staying longer, but I had no choice because the negotiations were over in one day.

Leopold and Adolph are also telling me to come home just now with a string of names.

……

Brunhilde and Nonna were staring at each other in a slow-running carriage in the shade of night.

"Is this carriage for us and our couple?

Nonna tends her huge breasts to intimidate Brunhilde, but it doesn't seem to work.

Brunhilde doesn't even answer, he just sends a gaze down.

She is not very interested not only in Nonna but in humans themselves.

"Brunhilde, don't let Nonna get in the way. My dear wife."

But I can't allow Nonna to be ignored, either, so I'll be careful.

When Nonna looks happy, Brunhilde opens her mouth with an outspoken tongue.

"I told you I'd protect you. If you're alone, you can stay away for a little while in time, but if you're carrying a toenail bag, you'll be unconscious. So just stay next door."

That's all I said. Brunhilde turning sideways with Puy again, but now Nonna gets furious.

"Chi, it's a milk bag! How dare you insult my rightful wife!

"Milk bags are milk bags. It sounds like a beast."

Brunhilde, who speaks out in an unchallenged voice, Nonna turns bright red in her face, stands up and waves her arms in an attempt to hit her with a flat hand.

"Shit."

――

Brunhilde opens her eyes just before I go in between.

Then Nonna got on her ass with Petan with her shaken hand intact.

He's shaking his gagged knee like a recruit who lost his hips because of fear.

"Brunhilde!"

"I don't know. My breast bag came by, so I swept it."

I suppose I should say that I should have just glanced at her, but her gaze doesn't make a joke.

A Dada man, who had even given a little bit to Brunhilde before, drowned his fecal urine at a glance and fainted.

A vampire's gaze is only one weapon.

I panicked and sat Nonna down.

All right, I haven't managed to leak it. I sigh as I stroke Nonna's head trembling.

"All right, all right, I'll be by your side. Calm down and take a deep breath."

How can Nonna and Brunhilde be so incompatible?

Compare Nonna sobbing with a hug in her chest to Brunhilde looking grumpy at it.

"No way do you care?

"... where do you think the concubine cares? Put it in words and say no."

I can't be that cruel either.

Vampires who live hundreds of years, their bodies don't grow anymore.

When Brunhilde tried to assault me, I could hear Celia screaming in alarm.

At Tristan's suggestion, the convoy was spreading wide apart, not beside the carriage, and lined up.

"Enemy attack -! A thief is sieging this one!

"Thief."

The carriage suddenly stops and the convoy circles around.

He was just laying down a line of opponents like he would do on the battlefield and he responded quickly.

I'll put Nonna in the middle of the carriage, grab my sword, and take a peek outside.

There should be no more thieves on the streets from Wang Du to Rafen.

Even so, it is difficult to remove everything to a small group traveling away from the city.

"I can't believe thieves are after us! How stupid!

Nonna is right. Smaller thieves strike pedestrians and solo travelers with security gaps is the market.

Targeting a convoy with escorts is too reckless.

"There's a good reason why you want to go for it."

Two hundred and fifty thousand gold coins in the back.

This is big money like popping eyeballs, and it's enough bait for thieves to gather and jump no matter how bad it takes.

It is known to royal palace officials that I received money from Wilhelmina, and can they be assumed to have leaked it due to booze momentum and threats?

"Bandits for gold......"

Brunhilde looked at me.

"Behind us, a bunch of travelers are also involved!

I hear a tall scream at the same time as Celia's continued report.

Is the traveler a young woman?

"How about it! A woman can do it!

"Oh, my God!

Brunhilde also pops up after me who popped up.

If you look, the escort and Celia had already slashed and tied with the bandits.

"Something that brings thieves closer to Master Agil!

Celia, who bounced a spear to be protruded, sticks a sword down her throat.

The thief dies before he utters the word.

Celia further flushes her opponent's sword with a shield that is slashed from her lateral conformation, and then flies her wrist.

And the sword pulled out of the first man's throat protruded like a flash, deep into the eye of a thief who had lost his hand.

"Not if we're bluffing, too."

"It's not worth the escort if you can't kick around like a thief!

No other convoy slashed thieves can shake them overwhelmed with stature and equipment, and they jump back and roll to the ground.

Men who fall unnecessarily are slaughtered with swords, or steel military shoes.

One thief's body rolls over, and the other way around, the escort looks unwounded as well.

It's a unilateral development. Even if I was napping in the carriage, I wouldn't have had a problem.

But a bunch of travelers who were following us didn't.

"No!

"Wow!

A man and wife, supposedly newlywed, are cut off in the arm and fall in, and a woman is taken care of by a thief.

"It's mine!

The man, supposedly a pedestrian, is kicked in the face and falls to the ground. He is deprived of his wallet, which he seemed to hold dearly.

The journey will be safe if you snap into a squad with escorts.

It's the traveler's iron rule to think that, but only this time, it seems to be completely out of line.

Celia and the others will not protect my carriage until they follow me.

Neither can this be described as fate again, but that is if the other person was only a man.

My wife, supposedly newlywed, would be badly offended if she stayed exposed, and I saw other mothers and weeping little girls who would fall down as they were cut and bled.

"It's not worth living in the scraps of cutting an irresistible woman."

That's how I squeal and wave my sword.

He was a rushing, sword-defending thief, but he didn't care to swing it down, slapping the sword and denting the rusty floating helmet.

The thief trembled slightly a few times before being shot when he gave him a sword that swept up to his skull.

Quickly twist your body as you smile at the woman who fell out of the body's arm.

A slaughter aiming at his neck from behind passes by.

Tap the sword into the enemy's torso, but you can't break it.

When I looked at the sword wondering, it was shaking in the first blow.

"Mm, was it for the ritual?"

I used the sword I was wearing on my hips as it was.

I didn't put the long sword in the same carriage because it was bulky.

"Use it as an iron bar"

Strike a sword bent over the edge of an opportune and jumped enemy.

"Bu... bu..."

The bent sword did not even penetrate the leather armor, but there was a response to smashing the guts from above the armor.

But the current blow makes it harder for the sword to bend completely and shake anymore.

Give in to pick up the enemy's sword.

"Now, do it!

"Whoa!"

Two of the thieves are coming at me.

The wind blew out of my back when I set him up with my bare hands because I had no choice.

Two shimmering red balls glide through the dark night like pulling a thread.

Red eyes looming at different speeds in dimension than the impending thief, black shadows groaned in his ear.

"It wasn't dangerous."

Brunhilde overtakes me and pops out to the front of the two thieves.

A thief bewildered by the fact that a girl popped up all of a sudden, but they're like cutting a woman off originally fine.

Without any hesitation, wave your sword down towards Brunhilde......

There are two dull, watery sounds with Don.

I can't hear a sharp scream or a severed demon.

"Dirty......"

Brunhilde grumbles in a grumpy manner.

She was shaking her hands out to cross each other.

There are no more two thieves. The only thing that hits me is the wreckage.

Two necks plump to the ground after a few seconds.

Likewise, his right leg, left leg, and lower body separated from his lumbar bone and gut were scattered around him in pieces.

I can't find it anywhere from the chest up there.

She took her blow and dusted it.

The only residue of this was the sludge-mixed dye that was punctured by the dead grass of winter.

"Ah!! Master Agil is flying out of the carriage! Everybody, hurry up!

Celia notices me popping up and tries to rush over here.

But there's still nonna in the carriage.

Tristan was also seen sneaking under the carriage.

"Guards protect the carriage! I can't defeat a thief."

The convoy's foot stops at the carriage escort, but only Celia comes here.

Well, that was when I thought they'd be more than half dead by now, so there wouldn't be a problem.

Don't be alarmed.

A beautiful word and a small white hand appear in front of me at the same time.

And a light noise rang with the toss, and the crossbow bolt pierced the beautiful hand unbroken.

"Binary."

Brunhilde remains faceless, pulling through the bolt that stabbed him in the hand and poking him in front of me.

"I don't know what it is, but it's poisoned. Your life was in jeopardy."

That's what I say, then I snap the bolt and throw it away like it's boring.

"Brunhilde......"

"Poison doesn't work on concubines. The wound disappears quickly, too. More than that..."

I can hear the wind cutting. Now Brunhilde didn't move.

"Oh, it's our destiny."

Three sounds, all aimed precisely at me.

But I know it's coming, so I won't hit it.

One flicks his head against the other, the second plays with a curved sword, and the third with a cloak wrapped hand.

"Please don't jump out on your own anymore!

I've been joining you complaining, Celia, but as soon as you see my face, you put your sword back together.

At the same time a group of black clothes appeared as if stained out of the dark.

They don't give a glimpse to the depressed thieves and escaping travelers around them, they just look at me.

"Thieves throw away pawns, properly disturbed and fated. Right."

The purpose is still not money or anything like that.

You must have been after my life from the start.

A group of people wearing softly black robes from head to foot will surround us if they don't say a word.

"I will call back the convoy!

Celia tries to send a signal.

"No, we're coming before that."

The people in black jumped in at the same time as my words.

Five raiders, one in Celia, two in me and Brunhilde.

No shouting, no anger. On the contrary, it was such a silent raid that I could not even hear my breath.

Neither do I waste my mouth beating, picking up a crooked sword and a dead thief's rust sword, and keeping them under simultaneous attack.

Metal sounds echo in the dark night.

The slaughter isn't heavy enough, but it's not good enough, so it's going to break if I take it again and again.

Plus the sword is stained with purple. That's definitely poisoned.

Celia's worried too. I just want to get rid of it.

"Shit!"

I look at a crooked sword, pounding my tongue and bouncing back.

It would be a most natural decision to take a distance once you see that the sword does not hold.

And we know they won't allow it.

――――

The two of them come in pursuit at a sudden acceleration with silence.

Unlike the earlier calculated simultaneous attack, there was a slight disturbance due to the aggressive pursuit.

It took.

"Hmm."

Step thoughtfully on the ground with your back-stepped feet and jump toward the enemy in one turn.

I don't just stick it in, I throw swords in my hands too.

――――

I could see the two faces covered in robes and not visible but surprised by the atmosphere.

But it's too late.

The enemy is coming at me, and I'm jumping at the enemy.

I can't fix the track, and I don't have time to show my sword moves properly.

Still, I guess the enemy was quite the doer.

I played the sword I threw aggressively with my sword and the armor under my robe, but I can't move any further.

The dagger I rushed to retrieve didn't make it, making a roar and my right hand eating into the face of the enemy.

I got a decent blow all over me.

His face fell into the shape of a fist, his nose plunging into the back and his eyeballs popping up in reverse.

I would have just finished it.

――――

Your left hand is slightly behind your right hand, and your enemy has a small amount of time to respond.

He sees that the sword won't make it and tries to prevent his fists by crossing his hands aggressively.

You can smash your hands if you keep hitting them, but you're the one who doesn't know what kind of concealer you have.

I want to make sure I finish it.

"Sora."

I open my fists and grab my crossed arms and slap them to the ground with the momentum of the rampage intact.

"Guff!"

For the first time, the enemy made a distressing voice.

It wouldn't have been a half-baked shock, but I'm still trying to get up with my hands on my nose without getting my hair done.

"I don't think so."

I try to fall in and feed my knees to the enemy's dovetails.

The crushing sound of the bone and heart rang and the man's hands and legs stretched off before losing strength.

Okay, here's what I got.

"Celia, are you all right!

"Yes!"

Celia, who replies in a prestigious manner, had slashed each other with a dagger in both hands.

Her specialty is a splendid one-handed sword and shield, so she seems to be able to push, but she is still alert and cautious about poison.

It was when I tried to come in and help.

"Yay!!

Celia sticks herself into the enemy with a low posture.

Neither did the enemy rush to intercept them and their gains scattered sparks at night.

Celia's shield plays one of the enemy's daggers, but another of the enemies targets Celia's wrist, and she is forced to let go of her sword.

Of course, the enemy approaches by wielding his remaining sword to put an end to it at once.

But Celia moves faster, avoiding with a single piece of paper and kicking the belly of the enemy.

"Because!"

I went in for once, but Celia's kick is light for weight.

If you're working out with someone, getting into your belly doesn't do that much good.

I guess the enemy dared to take it in anticipation of it too.

The moves to lift your legs big are also big gaps after that.

"but... gu..."

But the enemy is squatting holding his belly down.

If you look closely, there was blood running down my feet.

"It's over!

A dagger thrown in both eyes of the enemy pierces him and causes him to despair.

Celia wins.

Huhun and Celia's chest stretching feet glow in the moonlight.

A sharp blade was peering through the iron boots.

"Were you planting a blade on your shoes? Let's do it."

Many people determine Celia's kicking is not a threat from her physique.

If you're confident in your body, you could dare take it and then fight back.

You're telling me you're going to end up there with that blade?

Celia was kicking Tristan in the daytime with those shoes, but I guess she usually has an idea where the blade doesn't come out.

I feel like I hear a threatening complaint from under the carriage, but not if I care now.

"Whoa!

I laid eyes on Brunhilde. I scream unexpectedly.

Her belly, chest, neck, and eyeballs were pierced by enemy daggers.

"... Hmm"

He accidentally stormed at the enemy, but stops moving when he sees Brunhilde whine about nothing.

Yes, she didn't die to this extent.

But it's really bad for the heart, I thought it stopped for a second now.

"Well, I'm fully worried."

Brunhilde takes his eyes completely off the enemy and pulls out the dagger he stabbed as he smiles at me.

Slightly bleeding stops immediately and the wound disappears.

I can see the enemy looking at each other.

Perhaps under the robe you have eyes open to see if this is still the case.

"In the daytime, it might have hurt."

A dagger can be thrown again.

You can see that your body is stained with purple and that your skin is poisoned.

"There's a toy like this in my concubine at night."

Brunhilde plays dagger with bare hands.

A metal noise rang as if steel were going to hit each other.

"It can't even go through"

Having grabbed the last bottle, Brunhilde licks herself fanatically with a bright red little tongue.

――――

Licking the poison that would kill you if you just scratched it, Sang, the laughing Brunhilde is beyond the understanding of the enemy.

It can't be assumed that vampires are fighting to protect me.

"What's the next pastime? If it's funny, I'll take it. Good morning."

The enemy releases a small crossbow before Brunhilde finishes.

"That was the first thing I saw. Out of stock already?"

Brunhilde stuck his hands out and threw the bolt between his index and middle fingers.

"I'm bored. Not so far."

Brunhilde rushes toward the enemy who pulls out his sword in haste.

No, I don't even know if I'm really running.

If I stare, I can only see the remnants of her.

"Huh?

It would look like Brunhilde has disappeared on both the enemy and Celia.

"We have to be careful what we get."

Brunhilde's little hand grabs both shoulders of the enemy and turns.

An unpleasant noise never heard of Gürn.

"Hih!"

"This is..."

Even Celia, accustomed to the battlefield, speaks of surprise.

Naturally.

At any rate, the enemy soldiers only had two spins of the upper body, with the lower body standing normally.

My stomach is twisted like a squeezed rag.

I can do it as long as I twist my neck, but this is just beyond the realm of people.

Abandoning his spasmodic enemy without knowing what happened, Brunhilde turns to the other.

"Mmm."

Take the sword that will be waved down in the palm of your hand, grab the enemy's collar and throw it directly above you.

The enemy flies vertically like a stone bullet struck down with a catapult and disappears into the dark night.

1... 2... 3... It's not falling at all.

"11... 12... 13..."

The enemy falls from his head to the ground when Celia whines 15, who was counting just like me.

I don't even have to be sure how high I flew, the life or death of an enemy that fell from my head, etc.

I don't even want to roll my robe because it seems like it's terrible.

Now we have all the thieves and assassins.

"Nothing else."

Brunhilde comes back beside me with such a grunt.

The escorts are running around on perimeter alerts, but if Brunhilde says so, I guess it's useless.

Her eyes work better than owls at night.

"Ah... Um..."

You saw it was over, and the woman who was about to be kidnapped comes by.

"Are you hurt?

"Yes! Thank you. If I'd been exposed like that, I'd be by now..."

I will gently hold the woman who holds her body so she can threaten me.

Tristan says something, but now a woman is the priority. He's so threatening.

"It's all right now. You scared me... I'll put you in my carriage."

She strokes her ass just a little while holding her hips, but the woman doesn't show a reluctant bare gesture.

On the contrary, he looks up at me with his moist eyes.

That said, didn't she have a husband?

"Yes, it's a honeymoon. But if you look at Master Hardlett, I... my husband would understand if it was just for one night."

If you look at it, my husband is smiling bitterly when he looks at this one as he handles his wounds.

Unless I feel sorry for you, but if my husband will forgive me, I will please him overnight.

Tristan is loud again.

If you want to talk to me, I'll listen to you later, so don't make a scene now.

And it was when I held the woman up.

"Stay alert again."

Brunhilde pulls the woman's hair and drags it off to the ground.

"Do what!

I scream unintentionally, but the woman's hand was gripped by a short-knife wet in purple.

Brunhilde stomps on both hands of the woman and is unable to move.

"It's a three-step stand!

Celia pulls out her sword again and pops out.

Even the travelers who had handled the wounds came at me with their swords pulled out.

Nevertheless, the movement is fragmented and dull, unlike hand practice as earlier.

Celia happened to trump the three, where the escorts joined and took control without a minute.

I guess it was just a bunch of people stabbing me from behind where I tried to help from the start.

Do the escorts already know? All the men were killing and tying up women.

A few mixed children are crying for no reason.

"Mmm..."

I was completely alarmed.

Without Brunhilde, the woman's knife would have captured me brilliantly.

After all, I'm weak on plots.

"I warned you..."

It's not a ploy, it's a woman's weakness.

"I can't protect you when you jump on your own!

That's a blame.

Then I'll destroy it.

Brunhilde waves her arms against the woman she holds back.

"Wait, don't kill me"

"Hmm? You gonna offend me first?

"No, I'm telling you not to take my life."

"... don't ask"

Brunhilde is burning anger in his eyes in a pale tone.

I'm glad you're mad at the guy who tried to kill me, but I don't want you to kill a woman in front of me.

"I want to hear the mastermind. Please don't kill me."

So I have to use the mastermind as an excuse to help him somehow.

"Hmm. Down."

Brunhilde puts his arms in it, even though I say it.

Thanks to her for listening to me.

"My concubine will take it. I wish I knew the mastermind."

Brunhilde drags the woman's hair into the shadows as she grabs it abusively.

"It can't be a corpse. That's the compromise."

You can't cut your arm a thousand times.

"I don't know if I'm gonna get busted."

Brunhilde goes at the end of the story.

Well, she won't kill you because she won't lie.

"Well, what's the matter?"

I searched for someone else who had a mouth on her, but I can't find her with all the bodies.

"Look at this"

Celia points to one of the thieves.

I'm torn in the stomach, but it doesn't look like I'm going to die instantly.

But the man is running out of white bubbles.

"I killed myself with poison. Looks like you've been well prepared."

Tristan speaks out all the time.

But what a pity he was hiding under the carriage.

Get Celia's gaze.

"I don't specialize in rough stuff."

Besides, you were accidentally trampled by Nonna when you crawled out from under the carriage.

"Look at this! An unworthy gold coin for travellers...... it's also a freshly cast new coin! There's no way a civilian could have something like this..."

"A man in black had a warrant for his assassination! The address has been erased, but the letter 'Information Officer' remains."

Nonna starts to get upset when she hears the escort report.

"Duh, what do you mean!? No way His Majesty is after Master Agil!!

Celia and the face of the convoy also have a startling look.

In the meantime, only Tristan, who was holding onto his stepped back, floats.

"I don't know. I wonder if the evidence that comes out for setting up all this intensive maneuvers is too cheap. I'm sorry I twisted it."

Tristan looks bored when he looks at the order.

"I can definitely read the information officer...... but if this is all I know for sure, I think I can move the other letters too"

I say it with a pound of gold.

"New coins are normally available from royal merchants and royal palace servants. Of course it would be weird if it were like a mountain, but not a few."

"Does that mean someone did it under the guise of His Majesty's work?

Celia approaches Tristan.

"Maybe. If the king is going to kill the borderline uncle, I guess he'll do it in the king's capital. We can do as much as we want to light houses and poison wells."

Don't be scared. I'll tell Dorothea to be careful later.

It looks like Nonna stroked down her heart and chest as the conversation progressed.

No more futile talk here.

"One thing I want to hear, 'Who did it,' Tristan?"

Tristan continued with one sigh of water from the water bottle.

"Because there's not 100% in things. If you consider the possibility..."

"Say it quickly!

Celia twists and gives you a leg.

"Stop it! I saw a blade coming out of those shoes!

Tristan coughs up again and then gets a serious look.

Still, it falls apart somehow.

"Two minutes is king, three minutes is rival nobility"

You got five minutes left? It's hard to understand how good it is.

"And 95% of the time is in southern Euglia. If you succeed in the assassination, even if you fail, the King and Uncle Borderline..."

What? It's almost settled.

There Brunhilde brought in an earlier woman to interrupt.

"No, ten percent. There's no doubt about it."

"Yes, Master Brunhilde. I received money from insiders to South Euglia and arranged for mercenaries to look like a bunch of travelers."

A woman confesses surprisingly easily depending on the matter.

It's too light to be credible on the contrary.

"Don't worry, he won't lie anymore. Doesn't make any sense."

The woman bows her head small with her emotionally invisible eyes.

"I was in charge of the Third Assault Squad as a Southern Eugenian operative. The order was to be fulfilled with immediate self-harm, whether the raid was successful or failed."

The woman shows the poison in the bottle as she continues to speak in a pale and constant tone.

Were you detained by Brunhilde earlier in an instant and unable to drink?

"Next time."

Brunhilde further urges.

"The primary purpose of the entire operation is the assassination of the Hardlett Border Reverend, the operation to suspect the involvement of King Gordonia from the evidence left behind even if it fails, and to target the separation between the two."

"I see."

If Celia had been injured in this raid, I might have stopped thinking rationally.

It doesn't seem like an unlikely result.

"That's what I was going to say..."

"I don't like howling."

Celia pursues Tristan, who drops his shoulder.

Tristan sighs and then asks the woman.

"By the way, how can you talk to a pepper like this? As far as I can tell, he was a Southern Eugrian spy, but I don't think they'd turn back easily with a bit of a threat."

The woman doesn't answer Tristan's questions, she doesn't even try to look at him.

"Answer."

And Brunhilde opens his mouth for the first time when he says so.

"Southern Euglia and espionage are all just the end of what they were when they were humans. It's none of my business right now."

"When I was a human?

"Me now?

Celia and Nonna pull their sleeves off both sides of me.

"Wasn't that woman's eye blue? It's kind of red now."

"I think my fangs are peeking through my mouth."

"You don't have any more scratches when they pull you down..."

Brunhilde turns sideways with the two of them pulling their cuddly sleeves.

"... you've become emotional and sucked all the blood. I didn't break my promise because the body didn't take it."

"It's finally starting to look like the Demon King's Army. Yeah, I wanted to live in peace, but where and how could I go wrong?"

Tristan, who sensed everything, exhaled a deep sigh.

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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 (Don Pull) Carla (Side Room) Mel (Side Room) Mitty (Side Room) Maria (Side Room) Katrine (Side Room)

Brunhilde (sleeping at night) Gretel (dog wife) Melissa (mother) Kwe (concubine) Luu (concubine)

Mirei (concubine) Pipi (concubine) Casey (haunted) Rita (maid length) Yogri (screenwriter) Alice (ass concubine) Rae (concubine) Marceline (concubine) daughter Stephanie (concubine) Bridget (concubine) Felicie (concubine)

Nautia (Fail) Sofia (Mistress) Secrito (Diner) Sebastian (Butler) Dorothea (Wangdu Mansion Management) Claudia (Golimaccio) Clara (Give Up) Celestina (Prepare to Return) Monica (Maid) Adela (Pro Mistress)

Subordinates

Celia (Don Pull) Myra (Commander) Marta (Attachment) Irigina (Commander) Petite Cherry (Investigation)

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

Leoporto (Staff Officer) Tristan (Don Pull) Adolf (Home Affairs Director) Claire & Laurie (Your Merchant) Liliane (Actress) Chlor (Servant) Alma (Servant) Susie (Orgy) Solana (Xu)

Prisoner

Christoph (Holiday)

Outsiders

Lamy (Lamia) Arlaune (Bud) Mirmi (Mermaid)

Pets

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

220000 inhabitants

40000 in important cities Rafen 7000 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 250300

775 Experience 68 children born +565