Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

It was Monica who blamed me for entering the royal palace.

He luxuriously wraps his fine samurai clothes around him, putting coal on his cheeks and dust on his head.

"Monica, what about the mountain bows and arrows placed in the guest room?"

"Throw it away and sweep every inch of the floor. There will be scratches on the floor, so paint the filling... and if you don't have enough, go to Mr. Stout's shop and turn it around as a priority."

Apparently Monica is in the middle of work on the restoration of the Royal Palace, which was used for southern Euglia.

They also treated the Royal Palace as a regional hub, so it has not been uselessly destroyed or looted, but the treatment is still cluttered and all sorts of painful and dirty.

Restoration would be quite a bone.

Is that why Celestina has been following me alone?

"So... what does this mean?

I have Brunhilde knocking out Secrito on the right, two Wilhelmina subordinates she knocks out on the left, and Celestina still trembling in fear on her shoulders.

Will I still need an explanation?

"Naturally! You're full of women and you're making your majesty so threatening. - Ha!

Has he guessed the circumstances?

"Show Your Majesty the extreme play you can't say and in that shock..."

I still didn't get it.

I'll give you Celestina while I forgive Monica.

Celestina's bedroom would have been serviced first because it would be about Monica.

You can only sleep and forget when you see something scary.

But Celestina reaches for me while Monica holds her up.

"And your brother."

Do you want me to come with you?

I hesitated to look at the three women I held beside me, but in addition to Celestina's pleading face, I couldn't help but squeeze Monica's jaw with a scared face.

There are already spontaneous returns of former servants within the royal palace.

If you get too much attention, you might get bored, so let's get rid of the signs and sneak off.

I mobilize all the hidden skills I can, and I head to the place that was set aside as Celestina's bedroom as I gathered my gaze all over the mansion.

"Unh."

I finished dressing about the bedroom. Celestina's tremors had stopped, but she is instead greatly depressed.

"Don't make such a dark face even though you're a happy ending by kicking South Euglia out."

Celestina's expression has a great influence on her surroundings, both good and bad.

If I see a smile that I can play, my tiredness will be blown away and I will laugh, but if I look pathetic, this one will feel dark too.

"Ugh... the concubine was helpless."

I heard Celestina bowled with Wilhelmina at the entrance to the building.

Celestina, who found out Wilhelmina was the enemy empress, worked hard to appeal for peace.

And I smiled my eyes off, but they gave it back with that grin we saw and a terrific aura, and they circled my pee.

"I couldn't even say the word of peace to the end... the concubine, after all..."

Celestina drops in on Mozomozo while she's asleep.

"Brother, Mort should be ruled by his brother. If you're my brother, I want you to protect everyone...

Gently pull Celestina's cheek, which made her weak again.

"What do you do when you get weak? I would have seen everyone welcome. Everyone was waiting for Celestina to come back. You deserve the king of malts."

No lies. If Celestina becomes king, Mort will soon stabilize.

In times of chaos, like this one, when we just recaptured the country, we fought with the king who came back from the outside and the forces of the resistance in the country, what an accessory, but if Celestina were here, it wouldn't be either. No one follows the people when they push her away and declare themselves king. There was no major resistance in the first place, let's not say.

A stable, rebuilt malt is not even a fine dust threat to us.

Of course, I can't think of Celestina ripping my fangs off or anything, but it can't be even if something fooled me.

"She has no ability to threaten another country."

Celestina will be liked by the people and lay down good governance.

Her charisma is good to say. The irregularities are also good, such as just smiling in return and the people following.

I can handle a fair amount of poka in my internal affairs.

On the other hand, you can never let them fight a plot with their neighbours, or intimidate them by pushing out their armies, or wage war to gain national interests... I can never act on that.

The malt ruled by Celestina will be as rich and stable as ever, and a gentle neighbor without any threat whatsoever -.

"What am I thinking?"

What are you putting your downward looking thoughts on encouraging girls who have become weak?

I keep my golden cage hands on and I gently punch myself in the forehead and chase Leoporto of my heart.

Maybe they were paying attention to Wilhelmina.

"You're the only king of malts. I can't even remember my name. I'm not following anyone, it's mayhem. Celestina can do it. Celestina can only do it."

As I say, I'll also take off the cage and futon him to the head.

Celestina buries herself all the way to her head, says Fugafuga, and then reenacts her face.

"Well, then be a concubine and a husband and wife to the king... no, that's bad for Nonna. Make your concubine your mistress instead."

If I make Celestina my mistress, there's going to be a great revolt in malt history.

"You don't have to worry. I'll help you whenever things go wrong again. If pro bono is a pain in the ass, let's get Monica. From today on she's my toy."

"Become!"

Monica, suddenly told the story, raises her voice.

"Okay. Give it to me."

"To Your Majesty!

It's a joke.

We laugh at Monica blaming the outrage.

And Celestina sleeps tired of laughing, and I head to the bedroom next door prepared with her only hope, too.

"... so"

"Ooh."

I get in bed and say with Monica's legs open.

"Why the posture five seconds before mating?

"Didn't you?

Let him just peel in front of his jacket, pull out his underwear, remove his armor and throw it under his bed.

I managed to calmly return it, but I can't wait to have a woman now.

Especially since I saw Wilhelmina naked. My body is crazy.

I don't like her, and I honestly don't like being with her.

But that beautiful limb has captured my body.

If I hadn't held a woman for the next few hours like this, I'd suddenly ejaculate in a place where there's nothing.

"Is it just your lower body?"

Monica won't resist evil at all.

I bury my face in her chest when I can do this.

"Oh, I knew it!

Large, soft breasts feel exquisite.

but...... something different. You're a little smaller, shaped, and your nipples are pink.

"Hmm?"

Open the crotch further and mouth where it matters.

"Huh! Oh, such a perky lick...... Ugh!

A little darker and black... the crack behind it must be like a single muscle.

That's where the tone of Monica's pleasure voice drops.

"... isn't it compared to someone else?

I was taken into account. The woman's mind is sharp at times like this.

Nonna also takes a big look at me if the whore I played with the day before is big titted, but being a slender woman makes me blatantly grumpy. I wonder how you know.

"Wow!!

"Yikes! It's too intense! That far back..."

I cover myself in Monica to delude myself and shake my body as I carnal desire.

You can't even afford to use a woman's account if you just get poked around so hard, Monica turns her arm around the back of my head with a whisper.

A meat stick pokes up the deepest part of Monica and rubs the inner wall.

She gasps at the pleasure of having violent intercourse, and so do I.

"Wow, I'll take it! Grill the back, please! Ahhh! Ahhh!"

Monica puts her nails on my back and shifts her jaw.

I also start pulsating meat bars, hugging her body all the time.

The genitals of a man and a woman are perfectly connected, the body and mind can be solved and pleasure can be played.

Great peak like being between dreams and reality......

Floating, of course, are the faces and limbs of the best women in their arms.

Beauty as neat as a sculpture and a small, beautiful chest, of thin hands and feet with black and bushy crotches -.

"Ah, Master Agil -!"

"Wilhe - Monica -!!"

"... what?

Something came out of my mouth.

I'll rephrase, but it's too late.

The cramp in the hole, which was just before the summit, subsides and dries as if it had dried in the sun direction.

The arms he held apart as far as his power was concerned, his eyes half-opened, closing gently in pleasure.

"What is it now?

Monica's hand gently strokes my face - a thoughtful nail stands on my cheek.

"Gu...... Ouch"

The scratch of blood is followed by a series of triple bintas.

"Step aside, please."

"Let me make an excuse"

I can push it away with a unquestioned groin kick.

"You shitty man! Is that what I'm going to give you?

"I'm sorry, I'll do anything, just forgive me"

He was cornered to the window, followed by a runaway and another poke.

Too many swordscreens push me back another step unexpectedly.

My body floats. I hear the window was open.

"Nooooo!

I fall upside down from the third floor.

No injuries were sustained because I was passive, but the impact of falling off my back was quite good.

"Hmm!"

Monica closes the window with a baton.

It's the last thing that throws clothes at me at times like this, but it's also completely naked without it.

I don't even wear armor, so my face is rounded out.

On the contrary, he remains completely erect, naked in the courtyard of the Royal Palace, and because of his interruption on the verge of ejaculation.

"If you suck at this, you'll be treated like a suspicious person."

"You don't have to be bad, suspicious, no. I wouldn't even be a pervert in the middle with no suspicious elements. Come. Ahhh."

He pulled my arm with a tremendous amount of force, and I'd be the wingman running the Biard right after liberation naked.

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Dart Mountain South side foothills

"Stop all squads -!! The husband of the squadron got into depth. Pull me up!

Another evil leak from the soldiers.

"It's the fourth time in the morning. It's not even noon yet."

The soldiers brace their ropes around their husbands asking for help with tame hands and pull them up forcefully.

"I can't even. One Ashes World... Hard Places Are Muddy, But Soft Cousins Are With Bottomless Swamps"

Soldiers look around but nothing stands out 360th time.

Hills, valleys and other terrain are visible but everything is gray, there is not even a single forest, field or grass, and Mount Dart, which soars high in front of you, looks like a huge mass of ash.

"The world of death... ever since the mountains erupted, I've heard that these parts of the world have fallen apart, but it's more than I expected."

Mount Dart, located on the old Altair Vandrea border, erupted in great eruption for two years and a little.

The overwhelming outrage of fire and ash was as wild as mocking the boundaries set by man, manifesting a vast world of death.

All the towns and villages where the burning smoke poured in were devastated, and even more so the ashes, which then continued to descend, filled the fields, crushing the houses and expelling all the humans who lived there.

It could also be said that this eruption led to the decline of both Altair and Vandrea, and consequently also became the fabric stone of the birth of the Southern Eugrian Empire.

Even now that the mountains have restored their tranquillity, the ash hell that has been created will not go away.

"I thought it was some kind of harassment when they told me not to use the horse or the carriage, but I'm convinced. You can't go a meter in a place like this."

The soldier pokes his foot with a long stick, making sure he can't be buried before taking a slow step.

"The only comfort is that you don't have to worry about an enemy attack. I hear the northern malt has fallen, but I wouldn't worry about matching bowls."

"Naturally. We don't have any armor or weapons. We can't move. Heavy cavalry has been buried all the way to my head.... this is not the place for people to come, not the military"

In fact, even during the war, the area around Mount Dart had been eliminated from the operation by both armies as a non-invasive terrain.

"I can't wait because according to the scouts, this still seems like a good one. It seems that the north, east, west and southeast cannot proceed properly with huge cracks and avalanches of ash. The East Route didn't come back in the first place."

"Did the scouts go all the way back to the mountains... I want to send you a respectful kiss"

At the same time as the soldier finishes saying, another husband gets into depth and screams.

"The scouts went by themselves, didn't they? But we..."

And whosoever was on his back, keeping his husband in the depths, shall be helped.

"Sorry... I'm not used to marching at all..."

The man wore a robe and had a cane.

There are several other men dressed in the same clothes, equally carried by men.

The men reach out to join the rescue themselves.

"Don't you do anything. I'm ordering you not to use any physical strength to your destination."

The soldier continues as he hears the commander.

"We're packed. To the blunt wizards... I want to overlap them."

It is a medium-sized barrel held by three husbands.

"Don't drop that one in particular. It's loaded with gunpowder, so if you do it badly, we'll all blow up!

Bring in the wizard and the gunpowder barrel and blow up a designated point on the edge of Mount Dart.

That was the task given to them.

"Let the mountains erupt with fire again and exterminate a strip of Goldonian troops. multiplying it and starting north again… that is the hand of His Majesty's contemplated resurrection"

He has been shown a continuing failure to stand with Arkland, Trisnia and Tortoent, and the disadvantage of the war has been known to even one soldier. Though it was a flashy hand commanded in that.

……

The faces of the soldiers are dark.

"… Commander"

"... what"

One soldier says Bosoli without stopping his legs.

"Eight wizards. Twenty barrels of 80 kg of explosives. So the mountains will erupt the fire again?

"... His Majesty is so sure"

The silence of the soldiers continues.

They don't know anything about engineering, and they don't know anything about mountains.

But compare the giant mountain body in front of us with a ruinous yet magnificent sight, and the barrel we carry.

"... you can't possibly do it"

The commander stares at the soldier who groaned bossly.

"Your Majesty can do it, he said! Then we will only carry out our orders! Do it without thinking!!

Nor does the commander say to himself 'can do' in words.

Just like the soldiers on that look.

"... His Majesty also continues to defeat and abandon himself"

There is a roar from the mountain before the soldier finishes his irrevocable words.

"It's a landslide!!

Mount Dart's mountain body collapsed greatly at the tip of his finger, becoming an avalanche of ash and rock that flowed down the slope, but fortunately had no effect other than a roar because it was far from where the soldiers were.

The commander looks back and speaks up.

"As you can see, Mount Dart is worn out! Our load is too small compared to the mountains, but a giant weir that is about to be torn may decimate with a penetration of the needle. Believe in Your Majesty and do your life!

The soldiers regained some morale in the voice of the commander or resumed a slow march.

"Hey, if the mountain breaks as a weir, will the ashes erupt again?

"If all this erupted, any romance would be empty."

"So what's coming out? Ha, even gold might stop the war obsessed with picking it up when it pops up"

The paranoia of the soldiers sounded small in the ash world.