Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"So what happened to Gido!? You're alive but you're not conscious anymore...?

I shut up and shake my head at Luna.

The doctor said the consciousness would return in a few moments.

"So, you don't think all your hands and feet...?

Luna comes stuck another step.

I shake my head in silence again.

His hands and feet are hard... really hard but connected.

"So what the hell kind of injury...?

Gido, I didn't know you were so worried about the woman you fell in love with.

But he can't respond anymore.

I close my eyes and look up to heaven to mourn Gido.

"Gido's man - he fell."

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Slightly before...

"How's Gido?"

"I'll spare you the countless lifeless wounds -"

I had guessed that the situation was not so good with the doctor's tough face, but the question is how far is it not good?

"First, my hands are broken, and this takes time, but he's still the best. And the left leg has a broken bone popping out. It's a very serious matter, but let me connect you to the doctor's arm."

The horse trampled me so naturally.

And it wasn't just the hands and feet that were stepped on.

"The situation in the gut is extremely serious. Massive bleeding from the mouth is a serious damage to the gut… Honestly, Sir Hardlett would not have helped if you had allowed him to use the best medicine."

Gido has also helped Celia.

We should do everything we can.

"So does Gido help?

"Temporary crises are undressed, young and healthy. I won't say absolutely, but it'll help you 80%."

Giddo is not weak enough to pick up 80% here.

I'll just relax a little and grab a cup of water.

But even if it helped, the doctor's face was not excellent.

"I'm likely to manage to pick up my life...... it doesn't work. It is also unclear how far the left leg, which has been badly broken, may move. And most importantly..."

The doctor rolls a bloody sheet sprinkled on the giddo.

I accidentally remove the cup the moment I see it.

After the dry sound, the water stain spreads on the carriage floor.

"Oh, my God"

I dropped my shoulder disappointingly.

"You couldn't do something about it..."

Just send the gaze of protest to the doctor.

"Unfortunately, it was completely crushed by horses. I'll definitely rot and lose my life from it as it is, so almost from the roots without a moment's respite...... too bad. The ball stayed..."

I shake my head in silence.

"You don't have to say it well, Doctor... Gido... died as a man"

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"Really? But if there is life... if there is..."

Luna lays her eyes down with a forced laugh.

"Women's play is not the only thing in life. We just need to use this as an opportunity to turn all our power to work."

Myra seems relieved for now.

"I didn't know I could really give it... karma is a good word"

Celia was pretty spicy.

"Yeah."

That's where I hear groans coming from in the carriage.

Gido woke up.

We ride into the carriage together.

"What... my whole body hurts... what happened to me?

Gido noticed us and asked, looking at all the pain in his body.

"Gido... you live strong."

"You can work without about one bottle. Refine."

"This is the opportunity to change your mind."

The three women arrow me. I was comforted and groaned early by the three women, but I panicked and rolled the sheets because I thought of the pain in my leg.

"One... no way my leg -!! That one, it's broken but connected?

Giddo, who gives you a face, but once again curls the sheets.

"One of my things... I don't have one -!!"

"Oh, they've lifted it from the roots"

The light disappears from Gido's eyes and falls flat on the sidelines.

"Or, please intervene"

I just hold Gido's shoulder.

"Look, Gido. Sure, you did. But he's not really dead."

Gido looks up at me with a lifeless eye like a zombie.

"A man's worth isn't everything. You're pretty smart, and you're talented at fighting. His face would be so neat that he would be angry. Twenty percent of it still remains worth a man if you put it together. If you're a true man, try to fight with it."

"80% is one thing..."

I sheath slightly abusively to Gido listening to Celia whine.

I can't help but comfort you for a long time.

Luna whispers sadly when she sees Gido fall asleep.

"Poor Gido... I don't even have kids yet... I was looking forward to that kid..."

I guess that kid means Gido's wife.

I'm heartbroken when people say I was looking forward to it.

"I didn't even notice Gido's passing. If I have to, Gido's wife will be responsible for my pregnancy."

Honestly, there was nothing I could do. It is nevertheless the duty of the Admiral to take responsibility.

But Celia and Myra's eyes are cold.

"" Master Agir needs to be careful, too!

Now it was time to leave the wounded position.

Something noisy comes to my attention.

"See that, you goldonian!! Long live His Excellency Maestas! Long live the Southern Eugrian Empire!

It is Piris who is barking out loud - the lowest surname of enemy general Maestas, who was captured during the Arkland recapture.

He was shouting to intimidate the soldiers with his hands behind his back.

She has repeatedly attempted to escape, so unwillingly she is letting the leather shackles fit in her hands, but it is a perfectly healthy thing.

"Cut it out. Don't forget the position of the prisoner... if even the Admiral says it's a good idea, he can quickly offend you and make you grow up."

"Shut up, bandit! With my empire... His Highness Maestus' glory is immortal! You would have figured that out in this win!

Yarkov is trying to shut me up, but all I can do is try to block my mouth with my hands at best because I told him not to be abusive. Oh, he bit me.

Pilis can't stop looking at all our losses and see if he's feeling louder.

At first, he was an ally soldier listening to his little girl's bullshit, but he was gradually killing himself because he had a lot of friends who died in the previous battle. Morale and, above all, Piris are in danger as it is.

"Out of the way, Yarkov."

"Yes, Admiral... thank God. Hey."

I hold up Piris on behalf of Yarkov, who holds down his bloody seeping hand.

"Yes, are you going to hurt me!? Lower bitch is happy to beat a prisoner to the stomach she lost in battle -"

Place the upper body of Pyris lying down without letting him say it to the end on the crate and adjust it to a position where his legs cannot be reached.

Sometimes this happens, she's shackled. She can't move anymore.

And I pull my pants down every underwear without ever hearing a protest.

Soldiers cheered me.

"Oh, you're going to offend me! Look at that. This is who you are! In the end, the burglar grew hairy."

"I won't do it."

I stroke my rounded peachy ass and then gently lick my middle finger to accompany the important place.

There's plenty of it, but it's the same beautiful peach color as my ass, and there's no meat sticking out at all.

"Ho, really!? No, stop!

Pilis making me cry, but I didn't care to stop wondering.

Apparently, both me and Gido's injuries were irritating Pilis' incitement.

"Bear with me a little."

I grab my nervously trembling ass and relentlessly insert my fingers.

"No!!

"" "Whoa!!

The screams of Piris intersect the screams of excitement of the soldiers.

The killing spirit that was beginning to drift had disappeared.

Yarkov is among the soldiers at some point.

Fingers scratch deeper and deeper through the narrow of Piris, eventually stopping at a ton.

She's small, but she can't be this shallow.

Piris twists her body desperately and stares at me.

"Hehe, you're still a virgin. If I push my finger in like this..."

A few more fingers and Piris' virgin will be pitifully torn apart.

"But I'll give you a break this time"

I don't take the virgin, I bend my fingers and go back and forth to the shallow area near the entrance.

Don't put your nails up, and rub the ceiling near the entrance, where the woman feels greatly.

"Ya, stop! No!"

Piris resists by twisting herself, but can't kick out a finger that's gone into a hole in a situation where her hands can't be used and she's left lying down.

I rub the ceiling with my middle finger while stroking around the entrance with my thumb.

Never be intense and continue to give the same irritation as pale.

"Look, the Admiral's fingers are stuck in a hole."

"I was wondering how I'd do that earlier, but you sound cute like a peepy little bird"

"You're attacking me softly. You look humiliated."

"Is that little girl getting wet? It's coming up to my thighs."

Every time the soldiers' nasty wild deeds fly, Piris just clasps his fingers that they're different.

But every time, it's definitely getting wet.

"Do you like being seen?

"No way!! Oh, come on, don't!

Piris looks at me, trying to bite me empty.

But I can't help but rub my fingers inside harder than ever.

"Ah! Yes, no! Weird is coming! You can't come!

Pilis, who spasmodically cramped his body.

Earlier than planned, but let's stop it.

I pull my fingers out of Pilis, open my buttocks with both hands and mouth, sucking the beans near the entrance before she says anything.

"Hiuuuu!

I screamed and my butt jumped pin.

I pull my face as-is and release my face like I pull a bean with my lips.

I'm not going back now.

"No!! I don't want to go! I don't want to go! Oh well!!

Pilis twisted his body on the crate, spraying the tide with great tide as he swung his ass around.

"Oh, shit, I sprayed it."

"Ha, this guy is awesome! Young face, whore face, fountain of defeat!

"He's coveting and wanting to shake his ass with disgust. How good was that?"

I wipe my mouth with my sleeves and stroke the head of Pilis, who keeps spraying the tide.

"I'm not asking you to submit to your heart, but don't make a futile provocation. Nothing's good for us or for you."

I told him gently to tell me, but Piris peels out his canine teeth with a bright red face and stares at me.

"This humiliation... I didn't even show it to you yet... yum, I won't forgive you! If my country wins, I will execute you first!! I'll pee on you too before I hang you!!

It's unpunished Pilis, but it's not compelling since he saw his current dementia on the ass round.

The soldiers just laugh without damaging their mood.

"Ha ha, isn't that a good gut while you expose your pretty ass. You look bright red."

"Now you're gonna get stuck without having to finger me. You'll have to let me come with you then."

"Forgive the execution, but if you're pissing your young daughter, you can bathe her here and now. Open your mouth if you want."

Apparently, you don't need to worry anymore.

I gently slap Piris on the head, laughing and leaving the spot behind.

"Hey, keep your pants back! I can't use my hands! I'll see you guys too! Wow I'll execute them all!!

You managed to fit round.

- Later Front Line Command

"Guys, do you have any opinions on unlocking the status quo?

No one answers anything, starting with me on Eirich's question.

The front was glued again.

That said, it's not a stare at creating a heavy position like what happened in front of Arkland.

Move troops frequently, attack villages and attempt detours with cavalry.

Many of the moves I said that made, but as a result, the front didn't move forward or backwards.

The reason why the enemy can't proceed is simple.

Because of the heavy wear and tear in the Trisnian offensive and the lack of a decent force to move.

On the other hand, we couldn't move forward properly.

Wherever you attack first, enemy peasant militias spring up.

We seem to have been totally hated by peasants all around us for plotting against the enemy.

"And if you try to hold down a regional stronghold, it's you."

I turn my voice down while I turn my gaze to Leopold.

"Fifteen of the large weapons currently identified are as small as forty, all of which are overwhelmingly destructive at one gate."

Yes, the unknown weapon that emitted the light we ate bubbles in the last battle.

"I was wondering if it would be a good idea to understand that if you're a large, long-range giant cannon - It has been confirmed to be powerful enough to melt thick steel, virtually impossible to defend"

Plus, it's pretty accurate, and it's coming at the center of the siege weapon and this unit.

"If you're small, fire 50 fireballs per gate and each one explodes at the same time as it lands. Precision is slightly inaccurate compared to large, but it can burn down a very wide range in one shot, and there are some examples of a dense 100-man squad devastated with just one simultaneous fire"

It's a weapon that makes me want to say it would be an anomaly.

I'm not talking about a dimension that says it's troublesome, it's not a fight.

"Even smaller towns and villages have identified strengths that clearly contradict the structure."

"Yeah, I know that, too."

When I attacked Komura, I wondered if my jaw would come off when the wooden fence bounced back the catapult stone bullet.

In the end, our allies did more than a hundred damage to drop that little village.

"And the enemy's biggest base, Tortoent, is expected to have a massive deployment of all of this."

"I guess."

What happens when it's a city wall in Tortoent because a wooden fence plays a catapult?

I can't use a craftsman to hit a ship anymore.

"Do you have any ideas about Tortoent's offense?

I can hear Eirich.

But my answer is just as' impossible 'as everyone else's.

Walls that do not pass through castle hammers or artillery, shells of light and rain of fireballs if you want to climb even on ladders, it is unlikely that all the surrounding peasants will be able to sneak around in enemy condition to use ambushes or infiltrations.

"This is finally going to have to break out on Tristan."

A look at the identity of the weapon you ordered him to do - that's going to be his only hope.

By the way, right now, next to my left...... Celia is sitting satisfied in Tristan's seat.

Myra, who sits next to her, says she should slide.

'Uh... I'm in a bit of a hurry. Will you let me in?

'It is strictly forbidden to enter or leave the room during military discussions other than the missionary decree. If you'll excuse me, I'd like to reveal your name and title.'

"No, because I'm not a nobleman. - Yeah, that's it. Can't you come in? I don't have a choice. '

I heard a dispute from the entrance.

I mean, he came all the way here.

I stand up reflexively, bowing one head to the staring Eirich and heading to the entrance.

"Come in, Tristan."

"I'm in trouble, Sir Hardlett! This is the rule!

I ignore the guards, grab Tristan's arm, and pull him into the military arena.

"Sir Hardlett, that's too much disrespect during the Military Director's remarks!

"Getting in and out of the military is against the rules!

I stood before Eirich, ignoring my complaining staff and nobles.

Hmm, I'm still a little angry.

"Hardlet Anything is too disrespectful. I guess there's a good reason for that, huh?

Tristan puts the book on his desk after sighing as he wanders into the unfavourable gaze that gathers at him.

The book is so worn out and painful that I don't even know the title, I can get the smell of dust and mold in the room.

That makes the gaze from the others even more severe.

"Of course there is. Right, Tristan."

"Oh... yeah, I think so for once"

"For once?

Eirich's gaze narrows surprisingly.

Stupid bastard, tell me this place is a lie or not.

You got my point. Celia sneaks up on Tristan's foot.

"Ouch! Uh right. It's a very valuable story."

"I mean, what is it?"

Eirich keeps hurrying.

He's a soldier too, so he won't fit the indecisive way of saying it.

"That strange weapon. I have no idea who I am, or... Ouch! Mostly!

Eirich and everyone else on the spot groans small when Tristan says it in a damned mood.

"Change the agenda. Keep doing what you want."

Eirich orders Tristan to take a seat.

Celia, who had her seat taken, stood up sadly, so I would gladly prepare the note when I invited her.

Let me know what you find out.