Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Biard, King Mort Capital

A third attack was launched.

Commander - It would be more accurate to say that you are the chief of the village here and there.

Anyway, a group leader gives you a decree of high altitude.

"His Majesty Celestina is watching! Brilliant. Take back Biard and get your compliments! Whoever's active may be able to do what!

"" "Whoa!

Would it be more accurate to say soldiers who obey - villagers with farm tools and hammers?

He follows the village chief and thrusts toward Biard Biard with a grand whisper.

"I'm going in flashy."

Christoph squeaks.

"Third Wave Attack, Archers Forward"

"Three columns of simultaneous fire. One second apart, let go!

"Crossbow, aim for your own goal."

We head to the courageous soldiers who push us, and we see precise shootings coming from the city walls.

"" "Wow!

The villagers happen to flip 180 degrees and run back.

He came back flashy.

Christophe squeaks again.

I told him to stop at first, but he wanted to show Celestina a good place, so I let him go.

As expected, the result is that the prestige is good until you are actually shot.

It's not a matter of military training, either.

I still don't get queued up in shootings, or taken over commanders and collapsed.

An arrow stabbed the shield, or just an arrow fell nearby, and each person lost his or her hips, or fled home on his or her own and the whole thing is crumbling.

"It's a pre-fight problem. You're right South Euglia didn't conscript these guys."

Fortunately there is little actual damage due to the collapse in the first blow.

Although it's good now because the enemy can't come out of the city, if they do it in a hostile war situation, even the other soldiers will collapse out of here.

I get cheers from the Maltese people who come back crying.

Probably because Celestina ran off with a bandage.

He falls on the spot even to those who seem unharmed in particular, and lays trying to get allowances with the face of the decision that he said he had fought hard and spared no effort. He really just wanted to show Celestina a good place.

By the way, Secrito is taking a nap if he doesn't even want to see the attack with the results.

Is it what you would call malt nationality with some loose air in spite of the battlefield that should be miserable?

"I don't know if I can stay with Herahela much though"

In conclusion, our operations were progressing extremely well.

The enemy was scratched by the Yang Dynasty of the Vandrea Prostitute and most of the garrison's troops were lured out of Biard.

We approached Biard almost in a straight line with that gap, and we're already rolling out outside the city walls.

Seeing Celestina, the city village on the road promised us full cooperation or rendezvous without hesitation.

As a result, our troops joined the core disguised prostitutes 400 with 5,000 real prostitutes, and since each village joined forces to block the main road with timber and debris, decimating the waterways, dropping bridges and turning around, the southern Eugrian army is barely able to move.

Therefore, about a thousand enemy soldiers currently caged in Biad are completely isolated and in a desperate situation with no prospect of reinforcements......

"I don't know if they will."

Christoph reacted to the monologue, so I turned away when I re-said 'You're really shabby' in my back voice.

It is a perfect success that the garrison hooked four-fifths to the yang if we think of it as about 5,000 overall.

Besides, this is a 5,000-sized legion, which should be absolutely advantageous even considering the interests of the city walls.

"Tough."

An attack like the joke now was a third attack.

The first is an attack that combines reconnaissance.

The second was a total attack of true significance, spearheaded by the core elite 400, but it was easily kicked back.

There are only a few troops left in the city whose main force is caught in the positive motion, and malt rebels appear in the gaps, with no prospect of reinforcements.

If we get this far, we'll usually abandon the city and run away or surrender.

Calm down. When they resist, there's no siege weapon, so it's pretty tough.

"Sticky for nothing"

Christoph looked at this one, so when he said 'Nevah,' in his back voice, he took half a step away.

As things stand, time is on the enemy's side.

Even though the streets are sealed off, the war situation turns upside down with only a few hundred or so troops in remote areas returning than the Maltese are useless in numbers alone.

Above all, it will also make it impossible to avoid the public executions that Celestina wanted. Now he won't welcome us outside and nearly execute us, but if he gets glued, he'll do it all at once.

Did you say Marie from the clothes store?

She's my woman, too. You can't let her kill you for nothing.

"Need a breakthrough?"

I stare at the walls of the city where the enemy soldiers stand without alarm.

As far as the people's attitude towards Celestina so far is concerned, it's settled if Celestina shows her face to the people of Biad over the city walls.

No matter what the citizens do with a thousand or so forces if they beep together, they can't get their hands on it.

"Oops, surely millions were suppressed..."

Still, if it gets havoc, I can go in and make up my mind from the outside.

It's up to you to get into the city by any means you can.

Nevertheless, it is not easy in the absence of time for lower preparation.

There's no way I'm going to reveal Celestina in a kite.

"A way out... a loophole... a hidden passage..."

"Um... if you don't mind"

It was Monica who came reluctantly to speak up.

"Out of the way, there is"

Monica pulls my hand and walks out into the wet mud where not many people would lean.

"There are two secret ways out of Biard. One is a relatively new one that goes out into the wheat fields there, but I probably can't use it"

"Why not?

"It's a glance because the kings of history have narrowed their roads, and when the rain leaks, they've undergone grand renovations, making the street-side exits even more splendid buildings. The people all know where it is, so I was wondering if the enemy was waiting for me when I dived."

I wonder what a secret is.

"Another thing, this is a way out that has been around since Biard was founded, but it is completely unknown to the public, and no one, even royalty or high nobility, knows it first. All I know is that Her Majesty Celestina was told specifically by the previous king in case there was one."

This is what I call the real way out.

Monica starts searching for kyorokyoro and those things when she gets into the swamp, but struggles because of the bush grass.

Maybe this is the first time I've actually checked from outside the city.

"Where does that way out, by the way? We have to coordinate with the outside to guide the enemy."

"You don't have to worry about that. The exit point is in the center of Biard, directly inside the Royal Palace."

I will be silent for a moment.

Looks like Monica found her way out at the same time.

It was about 1 m in diameter and had a dull colored perforated lid, mixed with the surrounding mud and perfectly disguised.

Monica pulls that heavy looking lid, but it's rusty and doesn't even freak out.

"Now, but if there was such a way out, I wanted you to tell me. If we attack through there, we'll settle in one shot."

I help Monica open the lid at her disposal.

As soon as that happens, the grudges disappear into the butt blur.

"This is..."

As soon as the lid is opened, a foreign odor is emitted from the mud that flows off.

No, this is not mud.

"I have heard that the way to escape with one body without thinking about comfort. Of course I've never actually been in there. I don't think anyone's been in there in over a hundred years. From what I've seen in the book, it's... a tributary of sewage..."

I look up to heaven by accident.

But we don't seem to have a choice here.

"All right, let's go."

……

Me and my morale men stood in front of the way out.

No one points out the tone. I can't even afford the sight in front of me.

"Go Sora. Ahead is the center of the enemy, this is a victory hole, so to speak."

The soldiers to be taken were narrowed to only five.

You can't let your enemies detect your movements, and most importantly, it's the extreme of stupidity to go in large numbers to an environment where you don't seem to be able to move.

Seemed like Secrito and Brunhilde were also going to follow, but when they saw the real thing, Secrito lied that he was not feeling well, and Brunhilde looked blue and was gone at some point.

"Isn't the victory hole a sewer? Besides, it's not even an ancient tap... it's usually used."

Kick Christophe's back in complaining and make him cut ahead.

"Captain, I'm always beside you!!

This is followed by a gouge with beautiful eyes. Don't go crazy.

"Seriously... yeah"

"Special bonus… it doesn't fit the bill"

"I don't hate this smelly, dirty feeling"

Three other soldiers also go in with sighs.

I check the nose plug and then I look back.

There's Monica and Celestina ready to go.

"We're ready, but you better stop. It's not where women go."

"The interior is full of tributaries and there are also high and low differences. You've seen the map. Can you get to the exit without me?

I can't. If Monica doesn't come, we're fat and lost.

But Celestina shouldn't come no matter what she thinks.

We snuck into the royal palace, and we make a huge scene, so we'll be in that gap with the troops outside...

"The concubine is going too."

Celestina wears her headscarf all the time.

"Go, go."

Saying that again, Celestina followed the soldiers and dived into the sewer.

"... right"

Apparently, the question is useless.

I can't tell you not to come with those eyes on you.

"But defiling a pretty king is going to buy the opposite."

I hold her up before she ever puts her foot in the sewage.

I'm sorry, but Monica needs to be as dirty as we are.

The unimaginable stench and the feeling of sludge accumulating near your thighs.

And pests and rats that run away every time they illuminate their surroundings with pine lights.

Caring for our hearts, which are naturally silent about the worst environment I can imagine, Celestina talks to the soldiers, wagging over my shoulders.

"That wasn't a man. If you go back to the city, you'll be dead, right?

"Be confident if you can tell the Queen. Come on. Hehe... even if it looks like this, I'm actually wearing two strands right now."

"Oh, not a bad man! Later, Butt Pen!

I get a tickle and a laugh.

"Your face seems normal but honest. Is the concubine's eyesight right?

"Ha, you're right. This fool was tricked by a woman last year. This year I get caught by a con artist. At the end of the day, Kim Pika-san put me in the sewer for a bonus!

A few seconds of laughter.

"That was..."

Lighted by the smile of the sun not even the worst of environments, we proceed in such a bright atmosphere that we do not think we are going through the sewer.

"That seemed very strong with muscle molluscs! He must be a warrior with a name."

"Oh, yeah? Hehe, I knew it, didn't I? I think it's about time I got an alias myself."

When I tried to point out Celestina's misperception, I felt a chill in my neck muscle, and I swung my sword straight back through.

Something hits the wall and falls into the sewage with a short scream.

At the same time, the soldiers and Guig release a pine light and pull out their swords, one breath delayed and Monica moves to a position where she can shelter Celestina, two breaths delayed and Christoph pulls out her sword.

Pick up something I slashed and threw away while the soldiers set up their swords.

It sounds unpleasantly kicky while bleeding it......

"Rats......?

A small voice of relief and condemnation leaks from the surroundings at the same time as the whine.

"Ha - Surprised"

"Give me a break when you're a rat. You cry big names."

But I keep putting up my sword without laughter or evil.

"Don't let go. He's not a regular Lord Nez."

"Huh? But..."

The rats the soldiers pick up are regular rats who keep bleeding out of their mouths and ringing.

So it's impossible. I sensed a blow in the back and jumped my neck.

"Whew! This guy has two necks -!?"

Something glows in the dark in response to a soldier's cry.

Yes, rats are a herd.

I leave Celestina with Monica to set up my sword.

"Damn, it's the size of a dog!

"I have two heads...... no, I have three too!

"Don't think Lord Nez! This is another kind of demon!

Cut off the pushing multi-headed rat.

Double-cut the flying one in half, beat the next one up, and stomp and crush the one that tried to bite him at his feet.

The soldiers are also full of arms, except for Christoph, not the ones who get hit by rats who are just somewhat big.

Short spears and swords, and one after the other with a crossbow...

"Bad scaffolding on the dark! And narrow, there's no room to move sideways!

"Skipping your head won't kill you instantly. Decide on your torso!

"Try being bitten by such a filthy rat, the wound is rotten and helpless! We just have to take him down intact!

It was assumed that they would be immersed in sludge, so the soldiers are usually armed, but the armor is made of thin leather.

If it's this dog-sized rat fang, it's likely going to pass.

Moreover, unlike human-shaped enemies such as humans and goblins, mice also approach using narrow space walls and ceilings.

We have to be vigilant not just in front or on the side, but overhead as well. The blind spot really widens.

"... not if you're faking it."

I take Christophe's sword and have two swords when I replace it with one right hand.

"What, me round hips...?

Get out in front of the soldiers and drop your hips.

The multi-headed rat's aim focuses on me.

"With one or two more ratty flavors..."

Attract to the critical, twisting away the sword of both hands from left to right.

The three fall into the sewage as they tear their limbs apart and give them a splash.

"Coming from the top!!

"I know."

I also add up and down to the sword orbit.

A few aimed at the head are finely sliced and splashed.

If you let the stone strike you directly, your sword will break, so shake it to the point where it rubs critically against the ceiling and wall.

Sparks scatter constantly, suspiciously illuminating the surrounding area.

"Wow... it's like a sword junction. Not one of them's coming through."

"This unscrupulous strength... I knew it was him"

I scream out of the way of my soldiers.

"Look at your feet without telling me the gutter! I can't prevent it down there."

Yes, the problem is the guy who comes from his feet in the sludge.

You can't bash your foot in, and if you're crushing it one step at a time, you're out of shape.

"Roger!!

Soldiers stare at my feet by stopping overhead and flank alert.

And the moment the sludge thrives, knocking swords and spears in there.

All we have to do is keep trying until they give up on dying.

Thirty, forty and mouse carcasses piled up, when I thought it was time.

"That's it! That's four heads, I didn't cut it to death, it's out!!

A rat dives through my feet with a soldier's spear stabbed in my head.

Celestina and Monica at the end of the line, I have to help, but if I look back here, the previous rat will go through all at once.

"Let it be!!

That's when Christoph, the round hips, jumps on a rat.

That monster rat also doesn't have enough power to push Christoph's weight over his muscles, rolling through the sludge together.

"Well done Christoph!

"I'm growing up too! Wait a minute. This guy's powerful, oh no, wow!

But that's all Christoph has done, and he's about to be stretched out by a rat and his throat torn open.

"Hey!

A blow struck Monica with a knife resting on her hips there, and the multi-headed rat remained deadly whether she had entered the steeple or not.

At the same time, did you hunt down the previous rat? The raid is over.

"Are you okay?"

Wipe Christophe's face full of sludge with a handkerchief that Celestina looks fancy.

"No, I'm here... and I can't have a handkerchief."

But Celestina smiled as she turned her hands to Dirty Christophe's face.

Thank you. Thank you.

"... oh my king"

I grab Christoph's collar and cause it.

What is my king? Simple yam.

All of them were uninjured and simply got dirty.

"Hey, is this how it's always going to be?

I was prepared to be dirty, but I didn't expect to even get demons... it's also possible goblins, such kiwi things are unexpected, not about zombies.

"Somehow, it's a place no one's used in 100 years."

Demons say it is easy to gush in the places where they have been precipitated.

Dark, dirty, besides being sealed for a hundred years. This place could be like a nursery.

"This is still coming out."

I take a sigh and turn forward.

"At least we're not lost, are we?

"………………… Yes"

Please, I really need you.

Fortunately, after that, without even encountering a swarm of rats, we went down the wrong path from time to time.

"Brother...... I want my concubine down. I want to walk on my own feet."

"No, you can't. If you walk in a place like this, it's gonna be a drool."

It's dirty water that I can't even calf.

If it's a little celestina on the back, it dips all the way down to the waist.

"But even though we're all working hard, the concubine..."

I look a little harsh.

To be honest, it's simply Celestina's desire to have a hard time with the soldiers, which doesn't do the soldiers any good.

What everyone wants is a smile like her sun, not a sweaty girlfriend next door.

"Your Majesty, your thoughts with the soldiers and the people now serve your breasts, and don't forget to stay."

Celestina nodding at Monica's words returns to my shoulder.

"Shit!"

At that time, people's faces appear from the forward bend all the time.

I blushed more blatantly than I did when I was a rat.

"Was it broken..."

This got tough. If there's a lookout, it's to say the intrusion was expected.

I'm pretty sure he's waiting at the exit even if he can defeat this enemy successfully. Breaking through is difficult.

But the enemy is shaking his head on the spot, not raising his alarm or rushing to the spot.

"Something's wrong. What the hell is going on?"

It was when the soldiers threw the pine lights at the enemy.

The enemy's face stretches up near the ceiling.

"My neck is stretched - no, it's not!!

There was no neck.

There is a black, shiny torso, and countless feet that grow from it......

"Huge hundred feet!!

"Hundreds of people!? Wow, I'm definitely gonna dream about this!

The mouth of the human part cracks wide and the fangs pop out as it sounds unique.

"Celestina, keep your eyes closed"

The strength is unknown, but the impact of appearance is the highest class.

It's not something to show the girl.

But from above my shoulders comes a temperamental voice.

"Look! Never turn a blind eye! That's how much you should be forgiven!

Hmm, my thighs are blubber shivering but splendid stuff.

"You guys, I'm just gonna clean up. Don't show His Majesty anything more ugly."

"" "Whoa!!

Everyone's thoughts were the same.

We used to close the gap between the power of unity and Christophe being preyed on, and we were able to finish the hundred without anyone getting hurt.

He then went on to beat down flies monsters, big mites and other guys like the evolutionary system of uncomfortable pests.

Anyway, they were all disgusting looking guys, so everyone smiled when Skeleton showed up along the way, enough to tear them apart with the intention of a small pause.

Celestina didn't turn a blind eye to those uncomfortable people and kept looking at our fight from Monica's shoulder - but Monica and I were both turning back when the familiar guy in the kitchen got out huge, but that would be forgivable.

"If we climb this hill, we'll branch out of the sewage and into the royal palace. - Hip."

Monica, who had already safely led the way by staying away from the sewage, screams and stops.

I follow that gaze.

Nani chunks, yes, I can only describe them as chunks.

There's a strange chill running down your neck.

"You two stay back - you take three times more distance than you've ever been. Stay back as much as you think you're going too far."

My feet are not already sludge because I branched out with sewage.

Despite this, the stench is more doubled than ever.

Slippery, sticky sounds, and the chunks that were spreading on the floor slowly gather and thrive.

No eyes, no nose, no mouth. I don't even know where the face and torso are in the first place, or where from where to where they are arr.

"Gu..."

"Ugh..."

He comes to complain about the stench so bad that his nose, which should have been paralyzed after a long smell, is about to rot.

"Is that... what is it?"

"Know what? It smells so dirty and... bad."

The guy that was spreading on one side of the floor clumped into one chunk.

An object that looks like it knocked all the filth in the world into a giant loose jelly mass looms as it drifts.

It is obvious that we have targeted this one.

"I don't want to touch you or be beside you instead of fighting..."

Unfortunately, the destination is behind him.

And I can't even slip through it because Buyo Buyo's body is spreading all over the ceiling wall.

"Do we have to take him down?"

Set up the sword with both hands.

The alarm is gushing in my head, but unfortunately I had no other choice.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 25, autumn.

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 in White Capital Mad God State (Golden Lager Dirt, Hero of the Redemption)

[]/(n) companion/

Secrito (pseudopathy) Brunhilde (departure) Christoph (loyal minister of Mort) GUIG (beautiful?

Celestina (Queen) Monica (with) Busco (Temporary Commander)

Eastern

Friendly Army Force Malt Prostitute Army (False) 380 ⇒ 350

Bravery (true) 5000 ⇒ 4980

Vandrea Prostitute 4850 ⇒ 4750 (Protracted War)

Enemy Force Biard Garrison 1000 ⇒ 995

Field Army 4000 ⇒ 3900

Property Gold Coin-68000

799 Experienced

70 children made to give birth +567

Current Location Biard Sewer