Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"It's just the two of us, so let's get rid of the pre-construction and ask. Are you hurt deeply?

Ask with a face that Eirich seems worried about.

There is no atmosphere to tear up women's underwear scattered around their feet.

Maybe you think I hit a play trying to hide the deep end.

I can feel you throwing up lies, so let's weave the truth together.

"The injury itself is really no big deal. They just had a bad dose of wound pills, which made me feel a little uncomfortable in my lower body, and I'm weighing myself down because walking around poorly and exposing myself to ugliness in front of soldiers also involves morale. This is how you lay down when you can't make it to the military."

"I'm not worried because I'm telling Leopold about the strategy. Well, I hope it's lifeless."

I'm not convinced of one thing right now, but I'm glad Eirich seems relieved.

Eirich took the liquor out, as usual, but smiles lightly and turns it into just water.

I would have preferred alcohol.

"What's that futon swell, by the way?

Myra gets nervous all at once.

"but if I could... my house, my honor... wow"

"Ha, it's your fault. It's something you can come to where you're letting two women serve, so it's halfway there. It's been awesome, but do you see it?

"You idiot, I don't have a hobby to be glad to see a man's stuff! You're the insane one who's making me squash during therapy!

Eirich laughs in anger.

I don't seem particularly concerned because it's the usual thing.

Pretending to fix the futon and peeking in, Myra circles around to hold one of my things, trying to be as small as possible, her face pale and sweaty, and shivering in small pieces.

The sight of a beautiful woman scared in front of her male roots doesn't stimulate a man's abusive sexuality.

"I came here today because I had to talk to you."

Whoa. Sounds like a serious story.

"Is that about the Bureau of War? I haven't heard from Celia about the military yet."

"... there's that too. You can hear the detailed tactics decided by the military council from that girl, but the important thing is that from here on out, you must think of all the people as enemies. Everything, including advance teams and spies, comes up with the same report." All the people of the Altair region blindly support the Southern Eugrian Empire. Once it's a battle, it's bound to turn to the enemy. "

Are you saying that the people are also enemies, unconditionally, without having to use the measures or this one fails to grasp the people's hearts?

Myra snorts in the futon as well.

"Until we were swallowed up by Southern Euglia, it was a land ruled by both fanatics"

Two former fanatics are doing a small church in our house.

"If you can reason a little with the fanatics, the people who are deceived, you'll be next."

I guess you're right.

I don't know the details of what happened, but it's just that the object of loyalty has changed from Altair God to Southern Euglia or Wilhelmina.

"Do I have to kick it and move on"

"Right. You can't march if you're reluctant. We have to think of strategies and strategies based on the premise of turning the people against the enemy."

It doesn't seem like a very chivalrous war.

It's normal to fight when it's not beautiful, but only women have to help.

You'll be able to add more mistresses.

I get claws all over my male roots in the futon.

"The movement of the southern Eugrian soldiers is also changing from a period of breakdown to a movement that was order. It must be a total retreat, but we're buying time, and we're down organizationally with a strong drain on this one... I guess we're up to something."

"There will be more than half the cavalry left."

Eirich nods loudly when he says so.

"It was the cavalry commander who scratched you. I heard you captured a bystander."

Side by side means Pilis, right?

"Yeah, I looked a little humiliated, but I don't seem to know anything. I would say sidelined. You must be a mistress."

It is not uncommon for the Commander Class to bring mistresses to the battlefield.

No matter how much I blame a woman like that, I don't get any information.

Sighs that Eirich would too.

"You want to make a showdown. Hopefully in the field."

Squeeze as you stroke Myra's head.

"The enemy has the means to make the walls strong. It's not easy to get out in the open. Normally..."

I want you to do something about it.

Let Leopold and Tristan think about it too.

Myra also twists her neck with a difficult face.

It feels good to have sara hair rubbed against your male roots.

"It's a people's story connection, what is Liberties going to do?

Eirich stares at me for a moment when I ask.

"You're doing something welcoming. But I am not going to admit to rebuilding the Liberty Democracy. They took it upon themselves to destroy them, and this one even sent reinforcements."

Well, you're right.

Myra nods loudly, too, but hurries to lie down when she realizes the futon has swayed.

"It became an invasion base for the enemies you give and took our blood. Why should we rebuild the diaspora now?"

Nod small so that Myra can't fall apart.

He stroked me with his tongue properly when I took my male root in front of his nose.

"As a precaution, I sent His Majesty a letter that kept their words in line, but the policy remains the same. It's an election. You can do whatever you want, but I don't have time for that. If you don't disturb me, if I disturb you, I will hold you down with force. That's all."

I have no objection at all.

Once broken, I will not return whether it is a thing or a country.

It would be nice if we gave up a hundred steps and took it back with our own hands, but with the help of people, it would be strange to rebuild the country.

It's like having a bedridden wife sleep back to a guy I know.

Success doesn't bring my wife back under herself just to be the man's woman.

I just get hungry when Myra doesn't know the analogy well.

But all I care about is Jim.

He's never stupid, so you know everything I just said.

But a free country in the gym, and justice, is inexcusable.

Whether you know you can't, or know they're idiots like the Chancellor, you may still have to move. Because...

"You can tell the Liberties to put it down properly, including the housekeepers. It's more of a strategy next time. This is something I haven't even said yet in military discussions, wary of enemy spies... but it also invades on a massive scale from the east to coincide with the total attack on the Alterian side. That force is now being prepared in the King's capital."

"What's the goal...?

In the east, Myra took back my territory, but I didn't let her invade any more.

"Everything. Go to the Malt region, Vandrea region, where you can get to the side of Mount Dart"

That's amazing.

Myra also roughs her breath with excitement and can feel the smell of things and illuminate a little.

"This is a positive but simultaneous attack on the backbone of the enemy"

"What is the root of the enemy...?

Eirich laughs niggardly.

"The strength of southern Euglia is trust in the country and the empress. A pompous country won with the momentum of the bamboo, swallowing a prestigious nation, temporarily placing a majority of the central plains under control. The soldiers and the people believe that they are part of something great. So strong, so collapse"

Myra looks serious in the futon and listens.

"But why don't we take the malt, occupy Vandrea, and push it all the way to the border? Undeniably all soldiers and people will notice." I'm losing, "he said. When fantasies break, so does the root of their strength."

Eirich said, "Would it be nice if we had just one drink?" and offer only a little liquor in the bottom of the glass.

"If this happens, we will have to seek battle from our enemies even on the main battlefield. Abandon your defensive advantage.... and then I wish the Terriers had a fleet as well... that's not going to work. Ha ha."

And make sure I drank up. Eirich sweeps away his expression.

"One last thing, this is stupidity and advice in a booze seat"

Isn't this close to the point from your face?

"In this war you continue to run east to the west to make a difference. There is no one in line for that activity. Exactly the patron saint of Gordonia."

It's good to be praised, but the words and expressions don't match.

Eirich rides himself out and comes closer to his face.

Myra became a tortoise without being slight in the futon.

"That's the problem. You are too strong... too strong for anyone else."

Strong and great, but strong so it's a problem......?

Let's hear more without pinching our mouths.

"If you're just too strong. You can be too smart. But I can't have many allies. You can't be strong with your allies."

"On my side? I think I'm on the smaller side."

Socialization is appropriate and I have no relatives.

If I had many allies, wouldn't all the nobles around me be out?

"It's more than the same thing as an ally. I won't say anything if you bind the little lords around you and become the general of your mountain. Preferably. There are no problems with strawberry herds of miscellaneous fish. But remember those on your side in this battle."

I think about it as I was told, but it came out all over my brain, so I cut it off.

"King Ares. Reinforcements from the Federation. A bunch of wizards. There 'll still be others, won't there?

I come close to my face like a precaution.

"They're not here to help Goldonia. I'm here to help you. There will be a string of like-minded people around you. You know how dangerous that is?

Eirich peeks in with an eye that knows neither anger nor worry.

I don't look away while I'm careful not to stare.

If you could help me, it would be difficult to favor Goldonia.

"I believe in you. But there's no one else who believes in you more than me."

"Okay. Be careful."

I don't know what to watch out for, but it's time to get some distance or Myra's going to faint.

When I snort, Eirich loosens his expression and takes a distance.

"I'm sorry about the hospital bed, but I was hoping to tell you someday. That's the end of the story, though - oh, one more thing."

Do you still have it?

"Those long-heared people who use magic... can I call one or two people from you to the liquor table? It's nothing like being a spectacle to a large number of people. Instead, I might be the only one in the seat."

"... do you prefer it?

"... white is especially"

I can't vouch for it, but when I tell him I'll talk to him, Eirich will ask him twice, and he'll push out of the room just in case.

I'm going to hold that if I let you get drunk and have a gap. I have to warn the elves.

"I've managed that one"

Myra snuggles up on me and exhales a long, long breath of relief when I get the futon out of the way.

"Well, I wondered what would happen."

I laugh and hug Myra and roll over the bed.

"Ha ha, you were both naked and grounded when they found you"

"I'm not kidding! I was leaving today's military conference! If it were, I'd be a whore nobleman soaking up the military to Sir Hardlett's arrogance desires!

Suddenly the pain runs on the balls as they are crooked in stupid terms.

"No way, precursor to rupture!? I need to get it out soon...... is that a mouth?

"No, I want to finish anyway"

Myra rolls into bed saying she finds out, but she doesn't.

"Why don't you put yourself in a fancy position because you're so bottomless?

"Is it flashy? Turn around...... Huh? Turn your butt up to Lord Hardlett. How... no way!?

I plug a male root like steel into Myra with my back hand.

"Sa, no upside down! If they do that one - yaaaa!!

I haven't had a special attack in a long time, but it still works great.

Myra is scratching her sheets screaming rather than whispering.

It's a scream of pleasure, not pain, of course.

"I really can't do this! In a good position for people to do it - no, no!!

"Fine, I'll stick my hand up and give you more ass. The higher I raise, the better I feel."

As Myra desperately raises her ass, her male roots tremble and the seeds pop out in momentum toward the womb.

It's usually an unthinkable premature ejaculation, but I can't help it now.

And no matter how much you put out, you can't shrivel at all, so you just have to keep firing.

"Death! Die!!

"Ha, it's not over yet! Next, keep spinning."

I hear a concon and a light knock.

I look at the door with an abomination even though it's a good place to go.

And solidify.

Knock came from the inside, not the outside of the room.

"You're interrupting."

It's like Eirich walking into my room without a knock.

"Ha-ha-ha... have you spinned yet... ah"

Myra turns bright blue when she sees Eirich.

She's got a naked ass up her ass toward Eirich, and I'm the one poking around the center of it.

"Forget the sympathy. Why don't you take it after you pull through the roots?

"No, pull it out! Please pull it out!

Myra goes wild, but it's hard to get out when she hits the back in this position.

Forced to pull through, Myra sat on the bed with her inner crotch half a spin as she spit out the seed.

I get compliments from Eirich, who puts his face on the smell of seeds.

"I'll take it."

Extremely fine silk gown and towel.

Consideration will be given to using it in the hospital bed.

But I wanted consideration for coming in half an hour.

Well, Eirich's gaze is on Myra, not me.

Angry and frightening gaze, not pornography.

"Sir Hutier"

"Hiya."

Myra, who hid her chest naked and only her front with her hands, makes a high voice.

"Cut up the military debate and mate? You're in good shape."

"Or rather, the words..."

I go forward trying to shelter Myra, but Eirich points me to the corner of the room.

Preaching to me seems later.

If this is my men, it would be easier for me to take full responsibility, but Myra is a nobleman who was given the title by the King.

In other words, Myra and I are colleagues in Jianmae and not supervisors.

Therefore, each of us must take responsibility for our actions.

"I thought Sir was serious. It's a very serious conversation."

Myra is starting to spray bubbles.

That's about all I want you to do.

"Now you think I didn't notice the odorous noise in the previous military council and Sir's attitude?

"Myra!?

At last Myra has fallen.

I hope it doesn't become irreversible.

"Do this about it. I'll scold you later."

"Even if I scold you, I'll push my arm against the warm curtain! Keep her down as long as she's asleep!

I got hit in the head.

You can't possibly believe that if you stop a woman, her testicles will burst.

I wrap my sheets around them too and hide my hips because Fu and Eirich look serious.

"I'll shelter you as much as I can to this extent. So don't do anything you can't hide."

When I twist my neck, Eirich shakes his head saying he doesn't care.

"... nothing. How do you do that more than that? Can it be without your monstrous stuff?

"No, I'm fine. The trick is to do this to a woman's ass while she hips."

"I see... you're going to use your strength"

"But it works great. Somehow, on the tip of the line, I can see the woman's weakest points directly."

"Does it also help men get used to getting older?

"Excellent."

Eirich tries to leave the room twisting his body Hmm.

"Oh, I forgot one thing too. This is about the Punishment Unit?

"Punishment unit? What's wrong with that?

We can't ignore Zilia's desperate appeal.

"Punishment units should have been handled directly by the command, but could I speak to HR?

"There's no tactical point in a force that just gathers bad soldiers like that to show off on the front lines. Do as you please."

Eirich's consent was obtained.

This is going to work out.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 25, summer.

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 Condition in White Capital (Lower Body Abnormality)

Subordinates

Myra (fainting) Celia (eavesdropping) Iridina (commander) Luna (commander)

Gido (Surgery) Porch (Shock) Leopold (Staff A) Tristan (Staff B) Agor (Commander)

Yarkov (Commander) Mac (Engineer) Jim (Distressed)

Besides

Secrito (intercourse) T-99 (standby mode) Brunhilde (-)

Nurtia (hair odor) Felteris (volunteer) Ijalis (!) Eularen (!!

Annette (Masturbation) Piris (House arrest) Baroness Lucino-Escaote (Masturbation) Seika (Anger)

Nesis (play) Nasis (play) Busco (conspiracy) Ivanna (troublesome smell)

Christoph (Punishment Unit) ZIRIA (Relief)

Army Southern Gordonia

Protagonist Affiliation

Guard 55.

Infantry 4500.

Cavalry 540.

Archer 580.

Artillery 360

Bow Cavalry 7100

Independent Celia Team 390 ⇒ 400

Conscription + Security Corps 9700

40 artillery, 21 large artillery, 15 dwarf artillery, 15 field artillery, 35 tanks.

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Reinforcements/Friends

One hundred and five soldiers, 3700.

Punishment Unit 1 ⇒ 300

Fleet

Battleship Swarov Battleship Ares of Ares and all other reefs

Twenty transport ships.

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Allied Forces

39,000 Royal Army on the western side.

Conscript 46,000.

Eastern side????

Enemy power, regular 20,000?

Conscript 40,000 + + +

Cavalry group 1000??

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Property Gold Coins -10000

795 Experienced

69 children made to give birth +567

Current Location Tortoent City