Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

I really can't help but hear about the suspicious woman named Wilhelmina's messenger.

I don't know if she's a real messenger, and even if she was real, there's nothing we should already negotiate, and the settlement is only to be made on the battlefield.

"If you want to talk, hurry up. I'm on an expedition early tomorrow."

I ride a woman who has become a big letter in her normal position and decides to listen with her hands under her armpit and her hips waving.

If you're busy and deep, you're my type of woman.

"Okay, come on. - Ugh! Heh, heh... you're like a stick, as rumored."

The woman continued, sweating on her forehead but throwing her hands and feet out to bed, leaving everything to me.

"I'm going to go straight in. Your Majesty would like to ask Master Hardlett to step down."

"Asshole."

I refuse clearly in one word, covered in women, waving my hips sucking on my neck muscles.

The woman gave a short, sweet gasp whenever she was sucked in the neck, but never stopped talking.

"Your Majesty has admitted that the war situation is leaning in favour of Goldonia. However, I am also confident that I will not let this go any further. Powerful weapons, of course, will be hard to turn the people against the enemy."

Looks like Wilhelmina was directly involved in what Tristan calls a 'changed way of fighting'.

I can also be convinced if I think of the way to stock the peasants as her way of conspiracy plotting superior.

I hold the woman's wrist in frustration and slap her hips hard.

The woman groans with every poke and shakes her neck nasty with a bitter face, but there is no disturbance in the words she spins.

He seems to be familiar with how to entertain a man when he feels abusive.

"The war situation is also antagonistic. I thought if you came down here, you'd be settled soon."

"I don't know. He said he wouldn't come down in the first place, so there's no point in talking about a war situation."

Once I let go of my body, I grab both arms of the woman and cause her to force.

Then the woman looks me in the eye for a moment and then crawls on all fours to the bed and turns her ass over here.

I know everywhere. Unless you are an enemy messenger.

I kneel behind a woman and grab a clearly creased hip with my hands to reconnect.

"Ahhh! One more time than expected...... no two times longer and thicker...... Cohon, whatever you have to do, we have a breakdown condition."

"That's why I told you not to come down."

Wilhelmina is an absolute if southern Euglia wins in the first place.

Promise me you'll do half the world, but if you tell me you stopped it, it's over.

I turn the thrust from behind into something deep and thrust like a woman twisting the deepest part of me.

The woman grips the sheet as she raises her distressed voice, but she doesn't stop talking.

"Naturally, the return of the entire territory of Malt, which was considered a part of the territory before the war, and other vast concessions from the territory of the former Kingdom of Triea, including part of the former territory of Vandrea adjacent to the territory of Master Hardlett -"

I don't answer anymore, I grab the woman's hands and poke them hard as I turn them back.

The woman raised her voice, trembling her body, and at the end of the day she seemed to squeeze the hole tight and stunning.

"Can you think about it at all?

But the woman gasps hard but doesn't disturb her voice at all when she talks about the heart.

"You can't. Even if I put my loyalty aside, I don't trust any of you who ever did whatever you wanted. In the first place, I don't need territory."

Moments, the woman's eyes gleam.

Have I said anything extra because of the comfort of this guy's body and how he receives it?

The woman grabs things in her back hand and pulls them out slowly.

And then he pushes my chest plate so the feathers can touch it, prompting me to lie down on the bed.

There is no particular reason to resist.

"We can give you a million pieces of gold at that point if you make a commitment.... uuuuuuu!

The woman lies on her back, rides over me, and drops her hips all at once without haste.

Put your hands on my thighs so they're against my back and move your hips back and forth in a slow manner.

"I don't want any money."

I guess you're right to keep quiet because you're no match for being poorly pledged, but it's hard to pierce total silence while overlapping your body.

"So how about a woman?

"You think it's a woman?

Shit. I reacted again.

The woman put her opposite body back and put her hand on my chest plate, her face so close that she could see the pupils in her blue eyes.

Then I stand one finger up and rub it up slowly from my chest to my lips.

"Thousands...... If you can promise me on this occasion, I will give you a thousand beautiful women. With His Majesty's prestige, no one can refuse, if it hurts -"

The woman takes my hand and leads it to her own neck, making her do the trick of strangling it.

"Love you softly -"

My hands are led to my breasts, causing me to rub and unravel my vascular floating large chest.

Or you can make her pregnant.

My hands are led to my abdomen and I am forced to stroke them to draw circles.

Her baby was slightly thrilled to accept me.

"Successful... with the symbol of a man... a dark seed... to a girl... to a beautiful woman... to an older man... plenty..."

I tried to close my eyes and pretend to be calm, but I couldn't possibly be excited to be told that I would conceive a thousand beautiful women.

I can't wait because it's even more provocative for a woman.

One thing moves freaking out against my iron will.

I thought it gave me a gap to get into, but the woman unexpectedly attacked me no further.

He just moves quietly, hugs me, and leans his mouth against my ear. And -.

"This is a secret that no one but Your Majesty and I knows. Your Majesty doesn't want you to go down and win the war and have a special relationship with you..."

The moment I understand what it means, my breasts float behind my brain like artwork peeking from Wilhelmina's beautiful face and torn dress.

Soon after, something pulsed with dokun in the back of his head.

"Well, we've gained momentum. Can I understand this as YES?

I can't hear a woman anymore.

I can interact with Wilhelmina.

I mean, I can make that beautiful woman my thing for at least a while.

Sucking milk, ravaging holes, or letting that little beautiful lip rub one of mine.

"Yikes!?

When I realized I was spinning my body and laying women together again.

My hips were already moving abruptly when I recognized them that way.

You can hear the heart loud, and whenever your heartbeat goes off, you can see blood pouring into your male roots and getting huge.

It's like when they bit me in the neck and reminded me of Lucy.

I don't even know why I want to hold Wilhelmina so far that I've only seen her a few times. But the swelling of the male roots does not stop.

The woman had a temporary niggling grin, but the expression gradually clouded with fear and confusion.

At first, he acted in a way that tormented his movements in order to attract my excitement just like before.

But as the swelling progresses, the sweat on his forehead increases, and eventually his face becomes distorted into real agony.

"Speaking of which, I wasn't serving my mouth. From now on..."

A disappointing hug on the shoulder of a woman who manages to pull out.

There was already a noise of mistletoe holes coming from the insertion area.

The woman finally starts groaning, pushing my shoulder and starting to resist.

This is not an act, it would be a real resistance.

But I was too excited to let the woman go. My thoughts were blowing away.

"Ya can tear it!! I can't believe this way of dying..."

At last, the moment the woman was ready, lust erupted with mild urethral pain and the pleasure of just undoing such a thing.

"Gu!"

I embraced the woman's body, snuggled her body perfectly like a mollusc mate, and, to be rude, continued to seed in a grand way imagining seeding into Wilhelmina in my brain.

How much time would have passed as it was.

Lust is released, reason returns, and a woman's lurking voice is heard.

"Bye -"

It was then.

The wind blew in through the open window.

The wind stirs up a letter to Nonna, placed halfway on the table, and as a heavy stone, the glass, which was short of actors, falls to the floor and cracks.

The tall, deafening sound of the broken glass rang unexpectedly far away on a quiet night.

"What's that? Something's cracking. From Lord Hardlett's friend."

"Get confirmation just in case - hey, hang on! What happened!!

They found the guard the woman stunned.

The anger rises and you start to hear footsteps everywhere.

A woman tongues remorsefully.

"I only heard what you promised. No reply. Get lost before they catch you."

Maybe Nonna helped me.

I laughed a little when I saw the letters flying around the room like I was angry with the wind.

"... sooner or later"

The woman unfortunately stood up exhaled and sipped the overflowing seeds into a daze of nasty before jumping out the window.

At the same time, the door is knocked.

"Sir Hardlett! Is there anything unusual!

"I just broke one cup. Is something wrong?

I opened the door pretending to be sleepy.

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- In two weeks' time, within the Urban State Area, Meldrapolis.

"Oh, Celia, were you here?"

"Yes, Master Agil! Good... it will calm you down if you stay with Agil."

I put my hand on Celia's head and Celia sticks perfectly to my hips too.

And you two come up with a relief look.

I'm not flirting.

Things are tougher.

Ales soldiers, led by Guildless, are all hot and bitter and bitter.

I wouldn't even call them offensive people, but it's pretty hard being with them all four or six times.

And right now, there's only Ares soldiers here.

Because we don't take gestures and we accompany Ares as collaborators.

"Ugh... it stinked. It was hot."

"How could I have been forced by a guildless man to accompany me in an archery? It's not painful to train, but it's sweat and spit that flies."

There are only four of us I brought in.

Cute Celia, of course, Tristan on Mac as that shield. And he told Eirich to admit to accompanying Agor.

Because it's going to be a bit of an adventure, so good people, and because I didn't want to take a woman as far as possible given the danger. Agor is easier to do than a stranger for an old friendship.

It's been a really long time with Agor, but while we've been on the road so far, even as we've been talking about piling up, we've also come to break the slightest tension that has created a change in each other's positions.

The truth is, Myra and Yarkov wanted to come too, but they both have unit commands.

Especially since the 105th Corps could have an immediate scandal if me and him were all here and absent.

"If he was alive, I would have brought Gido with me."

"Do me a favor by now - no, did you also give me something to do me a favor"

Gido intends to return to Rafen once his capacity has settled a little more, but in the meantime he has asked Lucino to take care of him.

She is hated by the soldiers as a backcutter.

It would still be nice if I were here, but I'm worried it's going to be something else.

Then I thought it would be a little better if I at least showed my injured giddo how diligently he looked.

Reminds me of my stuffiness when I told him that.

"When I say clinic to the lord, is it... is it also underneath? Of course I would if I could be ordered to do it... but I thought I was Master Hardlett's... goño goño. '

Lucino was reluctant like this.

That's why I answered:

'I don't need it if you mean to take care of a man. Don't worry, you won't have to worry about getting attacked when the wound heals.' Cause I'm giving you giddies. '

"You're so young... I can't believe you're holding... you look pathetic even though you're a man"

At that time, did Gido cry all the time but the wound hurt?

Whatever it was, I hit the hand to hit.

Agor rushes here as he immerses himself in his recollections.

"Sir Hardlett, it looks like the scouts are back. Go to HQ as soon as you can."

This guy is as tight as he used to be.

It felt like I taught Yarkov to be serious, improve his quality, and teach him order.

"Where are you serious?"

Celia stares at Giroli and Agor and shifts her gaze straight next to him.

There was a little boy in a tight military uniform, Agor's squire.

"Hehe, right. I'm not serious... I have a wife and a concubine."

Agor lays down his eyes at first sight, and his squire blushes.

Of course, it is not unnatural for Agor, now a captain of a hundred men, to have a squire.

But this squire has a secret.

"Hehe, you're too cute for a boy, Agor. Besides, you're pulling red on your mouth."

"Come on, let me go!

Yes, this squire is a woman, not a boy.

Agor was bringing a woman to the battlefield in the name of a squire.

The purpose of this is, of course, clear.

"Yesterday we missed the liquor bar, but were you looking forward to it? If you look closely, you've got some kind of worm bite on your neck."

I question Niyaniya and Agor.

Come on. You must have a humble face.

"Aww."

Seeing a lovely lit squire makes me want to be more annoying.

"It's linguistic intercourse, such as bringing your mistress as a squire!

"No, I want Miss Celia to tell you... Gohon. We have to get to the main unit before it does."

No, you won't have to.

"Ooh, new enemies show up!! He said he was in a river formation! Gimaki Polis's soldiers!

"You mean give in to Meldra and challenge us to battle! King, you've been challenged!!

"Nooo!! Take it and stand!! It's already evening, but I don't mind. One hour is enough for Gimaki's weak soldiers who succumb to Meldra! No maneuvering, only stomping from the front!! I have to go, Ares' man!

"You see. It's a total attack now."

"... sounds a lot different to the way Goldonia does it"

Everything from reports of scouts to reactions to it, to the orders of Admiral Guildless, sounds so far away from the main force.

And without any fine maneuvers or braids, they already take their swords apart and run away.

It's a completely different way of doing things than the Gordonian army with reference to the federal ceremony.

Well, it looks like an enemy has appeared on the other side across the creek.

Was the enemy waiting for us? The bridge was dropped and a wooden fence was placed in the shallow waters, with spear soldiers and archers lined up on the banks of the river.

It would be an operation where a bow and a spear would stop you crossing the Shabu-shabu River while being obstructed by a fence on top of no bridge.

Well, I can see it. It's the way it comes.

"Is it okay?

Agor looks worried.

The reason is obvious, because Ares soldiers are so lined up on the horizon against enemy ambushes.

It's a formation where you go in without thinking like this to see.

"I think it would be a good idea to move forward while slamming across the shore with archers and at the same time make a big detour upstream or downstream the cavalry"

Celia advances a lot when Agor says so.

"Plus, this one's on the wind, so if you burn him with a damp tree, you can have bad vision with smoke. This one goes through the water, so you just have to wet your hand wipe and roll it around your face."

Celia with her chest stretched just because I'm smarter.

"Well, I can't. Ares has no archers or cavalry. They're all infantry."

"Infantry only...? It's going to be a tough fight."

Agor is finally nervous.

The squire woman also shivers plumply.

"I don't know."

I look into the heart of the Ares army.

Did Guildless notice my gaze or give me a loud voice?

"Now it's good to see our fight there! Ares, it's a man! Don't fight pity in front of my friends!!

"" "Noooo!!

The sounds of earthquakes lift up.

"My prediction is that it will be a one-sided ravage."

The enemy forces are making quite a few positions, about 10,000.

And Ares...

"Let's go, 30,000 Ares men!! Go on, no!!

The troops that came to our reinforcements were joined by a convincing group who had no idea what was different from the previous Ares soldiers who became the "Ares Civic Army" and 30,000 Ares soldiers began raiding directly in front of them.

I applaud the enemy army in my heart.

"" "Whoa!

Ares' line seems to run across a horizontal line, a river with bad scaffolding, and into enemy positions directly from the front.

Though it would be a complete fool to think about it normally.

"Ha, fast!

Agor peels his eyes.

I'm used to it, but their assault isn't infantry speed.

If it's a short distance, it goes in at a speed that's no worse than that of a cavalry.

They go straight into the river without a trace of hesitation.

"I can't slow down!?

Speaking of shallow waters, the Ares soldiers proceed as they jump the water up to their hips.

Beyond that lies a fence for obstruction erected by the enemy.

If you make trouble here, you will be exposed to enemy arrows.

"Nooo!!

"You can't even work out your body in a skull tree like this!

Agor's jaw drops.

"Pull... unplugged?

"I'm used to it"

Ares soldiers uprooted and threw down the fence that was fixed at the bottom of the river.

The enemy rushes to start releasing arrows.

"It doesn't work! Soft arrows don't work!!

"Ha ha! Whoa, that hurts. That hurts! My arm broke with an arrow!!

Not one person has fallen from here.

"Arrows don't work...?

Occasionally Ares soldiers arrive on the banks of the river.

There was a slightly fine fence lined up there that looked like the final line of defense......

"Nooo!!

Ares soldiers hit the fence with the momentum running in.

That's it, the fence shakes heavily, followed by a second third person hitting the body and it starts to shudder.

And finally, the moment the fifth person hits him, he snaps and falls in.

"You're done."

Soon after the enemy spear soldiers form a formation, Ares soldiers will collapse into an avalanche.

When this happens, the earliest possible resistance is not possible.

What do you want me to do because a monster is more of a 3, even if a soldier in a row gets kicked in a one-on-three?

"Doesn't my common sense work"

While Agor holds his head, Ares soldiers kill all those who resist, and those who flee miss, and immediately strip naked and protect a few women, whether they are mistresses of heavy forces or high-ranking officials.

The battle was settled just five minutes after the assault order.

"I guess this is going to be easier to get to Meldra"