Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Hehe, he's a cute heso"

Lick the white belly perky.

"Ha!

My belly pulls in reflexively and my little scream rises adorably.

I had eyes for a pretty woman who looked cute when I gave her a face - Celia, of course.

We kiss silently.

Celia blushes wondering if this is still the case and turns to her intoxicatingly moist eyes.

"Hehe, this place is cute too"

Suck on peachy nipples on white skin as well.

"Hih!

Celia's body trembles again, followed by crawling her tongue across her breasts, turning her hands to wrap my head around.

And another silent kiss.

"Tight good legs"

Lick up sunburned calves to thighs as opposed to white breasts and bellies.

On the way, he kisses the sunburn border on his thigh several times and sucks it up hard at the end.

"Aww... I got a mark on me."

Celia says happily and flips her limbs.

Kiss again, tangle your tongue.

"This place looks prickly and delicious too"

I crawl Celia on all fours and pour kissing rain down her ass from behind.

"Oh, my ass is kissing me!

Celia stretches her body and rejoices, keeping her ass up like a cat.

"Not yet -"

I grabbed my buttocks full of mouth marks with both hands, and I didn't hesitate to open them.

"I'm gonna make you look cute."

Stick your face in the open crack.

Don't smell like a thick woman here even though she's adorable all over.

I lay my lips on the genitals that, peachy as a virgin, open to a man's hunch and save honey.

"Don't lick it there -!

Celia gives a shy voice, but the only resistance she can do is twist her ass and shake it to excite me.

"Oops."

I would really caress you from here on out, but I'll raise my face and wipe the juice with my hands.

Celia looks back quickly when she sees it and opens her hands.

"Mmm."

"Mmm."

Another kiss.

"Huh..."

I just put my lips together and a little tongue in it, but Celia wanders off like butter on a frying pan.

After the battle report and the end, Celia snuck up on my friend.

The expression was slightly stiff and seemed awkward first.

And Celia said what she wanted.

"Stranger muscle mastery has deprived me of my lips by a fool's pervert"

And then he hugged me...

"I'll take the alarmed punishment. So now...... please overwrite the kiss!

I've complained.

I wrapped Celia warmly and pushed her down when I licked her whole body and not just kissed her.

She was thrilled by my kindness and literally naked her mind and body.

The consciousness of sin stabs me in the heart, but it's not always good to tell you everything.

Let the truth be in my heart.

It also means atonement. It took hours to lick her whole body from her toes to her forehead, from her armpits to her butthole, and Celia, stuffy and bored, lost her mind without a penetration.

The next day, the Ivanna fleet was serviced and replenished.

As if to do so, a spy will receive an urgent alert from Thevia saying, "It looks like the enemy fleet is going out."

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The next day, the North Terriers.

"Flagship Swarov to Flag Signal -" Order Continuing Sentinel Shitsuzu I Ni Jin Ke "

The watch reports to the captain.

"No change to the order. Follow the flagship while you remain vigilant."

The captain's orders are recited aloud by the officers and communicated to the sailors.

One of the sailors looked at this one with a subtle face.

I can't help it, I'm almost an outsider here.

The Supreme Commander of the fleet is Ivanna, and each captain moves at her command, and the sailors move at that order again.

We're not in that chain of command.

Let's weigh ourselves in because extra action just gets in the way.

"While the chain of command is in place."

It is Secrito who speaks from the side.

Says as he rubs his left arm.

"Don't say it in a way that includes..."

Calling his name, he rushes to speak.

No one in the Federation is a sailor and doesn't know his name.

I almost had an extra problem.

Ivanna's fleet set out in response to reports that the enemy fleet had headed for the patina.

Of all the enemies assembled, I don't know how large they will come, but I know there's a battle fleet here and I can't think of any way to lower my power.

It is clear that the enemy is targeting this fleet, and it was too dangerous to remain in port.

There was also an option to temporarily evacuate to the lower basin, but even in that case, the official figure is high that the patina berth will be destroyed.

Ivanna also insisted hard that he would only defeat his enemies in a fleet battle, and an interception on the river was decided.

This battleship has all of its power - there are twenty small battleships on it, Swarovs and five large battleships.

The flagship is the only battleship Swarov and of course Ivanna is on board.

Meanwhile, we're aboard a large battleship called "Dorta" - a mediocre battleship that's lost either way in an attempt to combine firepower and mobility, Secrito said.

"I can't put you on Swarov."

Swarov also has many who know Secrito's face near Ivanna's.

Of course it is the needle that may cause Ivanna to catch a short breath and obstruct her command.

I didn't know what kind of noise it would cause if I put Ceclito on this one by myself, so I decided to ride this one too.

"Damn, that woman's face was a sight to behold when you said you were going to ride with me."

Secrito touches his left arm funny as he says.

The left hand, wrapped in black gloves with a small metal sound, opens in a crisp fashion.

"I've pissed you off"

When I said I wanted to follow, Ivanna naturally thought it was something to ride Swarov.

She was still furious when she told him she was riding Dorta with Secrito.

It was not in front of my men or yelling and scattering, but after inflating my cheeks as if I were a stubborn Celia, I turned my back and said, "Take it personally! I don't even know if they're sinking!" and left behind a discarded dialogue and left with a large strand.

I had Leopold on board who wanted to watch the game instead of me, but I couldn't fix her mood.

I have to get in a good mood when I get home.

Would it be fixed if I licked my whole body around just like Celia?

"Phew."

Meanwhile, Secrito sits next to me rubbing his arm with a satisfied face.

The sailors are whispering when they see it.

"Hey, isn't that guy the commander of the Gordonian army? Why aren't you on the flagship?

"I'll find out.... this is a rumor, but that's how he and our admiral seem to get along"

"Seriously! Then that woman on the side... Ha!

Stop pushing evil.

"It's an interesting rumor. Let them know it's the truth."

Secrito grabs my arm and breathes in my ear.

A strange voice rises from the sailor and coughs up as the captain blames him.

"I'll put a tail on you too."

The slippery feeling that strikes your ear, don't put your tongue in your ear.

One, by the way.

Secrito suddenly changes his tone.

"You like letting a woman put a tattoo in it?

"Am I?"

Did you even see it in Annette's body?

"If you like it, I'll put it on your ass or in your lower abdomen..."

"I don't like anything. You don't have to do anything you can't scratch."

I honestly get excited when I see a tattoo engraved on Annette's body.

But it's impossible to scratch Secrito's beautiful brown skin.

What are the captains and sailors talking about? These guys, they look like shit.

"Well... say whatever you want me to do. I don't know if I'm gonna ask you."

Secrito says as he strokes his left arm.

I guess I'm thinking of thanking her for my arm.

But the purpose has not yet been fulfilled.

That's why I brought Secrito here until I pissed Ivanna off this time.

She's not depressed by losing her arm.

I enjoy being unable to move freely and to fight the most.

It was only when I could run around the battlefield that I could say I was resurrected.

Her best water fights are perfect for that.

"Big ship-like sight to the southwest...... battleship! Confirm multiple battleships! Count... at least fifty!

The watch screams and everyone's gaze shifts from us.

"Adjust the sail, put gunpowder in the cannon!

The sailors running out like they were bounced.

If you look, even the masts of the ships around you are frequently flagged.

I don't know what that means, but they must be exchanging enemy information with each other.

I sit on the box off the aisle because I shouldn't be disturbed.

"Hold on a second."

At the same time as my voice, Secrito runs up my shoulder to the mast.

"He's good."

"Naturally. He thinks we've had dinner for years now."

Secrito goes all the way up to the height and hangs with his short knife protruding against the wooden mast.

"Hmm... that's about half of the reconnaissance results. Is the editing... dominated by a large ship? I see."

Secrito convinced by one over his head.

"Hey, explain. I don't know."

And I can't help but worry when I'm prayed like that.

"The enemy's aim is definitely to destroy this home port and destroy the fleet. Because there is no point in sparing the battle... perhaps the enemy divided the fleet into two parts. A fleet of large ship subjects raids the patina, a fleet of fast battleship subjects heads downstream, and if this fleet is evacuated, it will destroy this... etc."

I see, even if you evacuated poorly, you were being attacked by a patenna after it became a battle?

"All of a sudden we're lucky we don't have to deal with all of our enemies' ships... but it's not going to be an easy battle with the big ships concentrated. Considering the difference in firepower between a Federation ship and a Central Plains ship, there's no winning chance if we shoot each other right in the front."

"Ivanna would do well. She's capable."

Secrito's voice gets slightly harsher.

"You beat the shit out of me."

"That's because you're more capable."

My voice got a little tender.

The enemy comes at maximum speed in a straight line from the upstream direction toward this way.

This one will also be challenged directly from the front to intercept.

"... Hmm, that woman seems to know the least too"

Secrito says so, turns himself over and sticks to the mast disappointingly.

"A glass of steering -!!"

Dorta's hull snaps wide and leans wide to the right.

"Gu"

Suddenly I slip off the top of the box and hit my head on the floor.

"Turn to the right of the enemy at the steering wheel."

If you look, it wasn't just Dorta, all these ships were steering left.

"A manoeuvrable battle to shower fire as we go around the outer perimeter of the enemy... only Doadu makes other choices in this situation"

Secrito jumps off the mast one moment, rolls down the floor once with Cologne and then rises.

It's not the same way I get up.

Looking at the situation again, this fleet is rapidly turning around in front of the enemy, with all ships pointing at the side of a powerful cannon.

The enemy fleet is naturally trying to match this move...

"This is an upstream basin. The steering speed is completely different between a head to the flow and a back to the back. We lose a lot of speed at the price..."

Secrito is right, allied shelling begins before the enemy turns around.

"Shoot -!!"

It was the flagship Swarov who cut the fire, starting Dorta as it continues, and all ships are shelled.

A few moments later, multiple smoke and fire columns were raised on the enemy ship.

"Full ahead, accelerate!

At the same time as the firing, the oar is unloaded, and the Dorta tries to accelerate.

The enemy also returns sporadic shelling, but no sign of a hit.

"Naturally. On top of being half-diagonal, the sight doesn't work with the cannon smoke from this simultaneous projectile. It's no use shooting."

The allies cross the front of the enemy fleet while the enemy is swamped and circle to the side.

"Shoot -!!"

And shelling again from the side.

The enemy also shoots back, but no damage to the allies.

"It's a difference in cannon performance. Confederate cannons excel at being angry, and can be unilaterally shelled if they come from a range."

"But if the range is critical, it won't kill the enemy."

I still have more than one hit, but I don't see any enemy ships sunk flashly.

"That's fine. The purpose of this one is to repel the enemy, not destroy it. Damage to more than one ship and kill the sailors will prevent the enemy fleet from maintaining combat. Even small-scale fires make the sight ineffective due to smoke, and if one can't steer and drift, the surrounding fleet will be doomed. That's water warfare."

I see, indeed, this shelling has not dusted the enemy into wood.

But the enemy is clearly disturbed and in an unrivalled fleet like a dough.

The war situation appears to be at an absolute disadvantage to the numbers and this one prevails.

Captain Dorta laughed contentedly at us.

"The ship in the Central Plains is not loaded with cannons, even if it's fine. I hear there are many ships that are not equipped with artillery gates leading up to small ships. How proud we are of our Federation fleet."

Hmm... but when I went on a reconnaissance mission, I felt like I was shot with great momentum.

"Only our skilled sailors, trained, can be guessed at this distance in the first place. In the soldiers of immature city states, even if I'm a giant, there's no chance of a hit."

I can hear the wind cut from overhead before the captain finishes.

At the same time as me and Secrito reflexively lay low, a tremendous breaking sound and shock waves blow over my head, then pieces of iron and wood, crushed apart, and somehow soft, hit my body.

"... or hit the bridge!! Captain, you're dead! Lieutenant, you're wounded! Send in an ambulance!!"

At the end of my gaze I raised my head, a familiar hull... an enemy battleship was coming at me on a reconnaissance mission.