Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

The battle of the third day ended and the third village became extinguished charcoal.

"It's time for the yang to climb. Carry the immobile wounded around him. And whoever can move on his own, just back off and get a stipend. Whoever stays on the front should be a little more forthcoming in case they fall off."

In the wake of the morning sun, where the bug attack was rapidly weakened, I shout out to the whole squad.

Orders flow from Dings and Myra to the junior commander, and to each soldier.

It seemed like a silent relief from the soldiers when a few enemies who had given up and attacked badly were brought to an end.

"All right, the battle is over. Pull up something that everyone seems to be able to use and retreat north. The next village is... good, it's only about 3 km. If you move, you'll be able to sleep in an hour."

Leoporto's proposed scorched-earth operation continued.

Move first into the fruitful countryside of wheat during the morning.

Soldiers sleep well into the evening, support units create positions, and refugees and peasants taken harvest as much as they can afford.

At night, the support forces and the evacuees fall back and the soldiers fight to the death.

It burns down fields and villages at an even better time, interrupts or delays enemy incursions and sticks until morning.

When the yang climbs, bury the dead, drag the wounded back to the next village - repeat this.

"Is it the third day? Out of the way. You're doing something."

It's never easy to win or anything. The damage every night and the fatigue of the soldiers don't make me an idiot.

But the front continues to retreat at a scheduled pace without collapsing.

"Enemy power is increasing every night. On the other hand, we are maintaining more fighting power and antagonism with reinforcements from the kingdom, the arrival of our rapidly organized army, and the arrival of prostitutes from surrounding towns."

Reinforcements of the Royal Army had arrived in the forcible army from the north as if to affirm Leopold's valve.

My army hasn't been so damaged either, and I'm bragging that it's a chopped worm claw and gagging noisily. For some reason, Jim is dropping his shoulder and depressed, but I don't know what's going on.

I yawn big and slap Tristan on the shoulder.

"You said you'd settle in a week or something, but this minute, you're gonna have two weeks or a month."

Makes me scream by stroking the butt of a ridden woman soldier as I say.

But Tristan shook his head quietly.

"No, unfortunately, you're as sadly predicted. Until last night, it's going to be painful, tomorrow it's going to be a death fight, the day after tomorrow it's going to take luck to carry on."

Tristan somehow shows me a note that he ran and wrote on paper.

"It's an increasing pace of enemies. It's not easy to get five thousand more each. It's like a mouse child at a pace. I've been trying to calculate it, but it doesn't fit very well to assume that the guys that were scattered in the south have come together. I just think we're still overflowing with drooling from some emergent base somewhere."

"Our reinforcements are the best we can muster from all over. The cohesive reinforcements are virtually the last in the Royal Army to rendezvous today. There will be people and small units from each village joining us as we retreat, but we cannot expect any more."

I wasn't expecting anything, either, but clearly, I'm disgusted.

"There's no way you can beat a bug opponent with a stack of numbers."

Find an ant that crawls at your feet and try to sand it.

As soon as I got there, dozens of ants showed up from somewhere and bit me in my military shoes.

"Hope was entrusted to lizards..."

When I feel the wind and look back, a pouch loaded with harpies and pipipipi flies away in the morning sun.

We're going to find a boiling spot somewhere.

"Today's the day I'm gonna find you!

Wave my hand back to the waving pipipi.

The reconnaissance operation was first to leave in the morning and return in the evening.

But the enemy didn't have a way to intercept Porch, and as long as he was in the sky, he knew it was okay to move at night, and from today on he was supposed to stick and scout until the unobstructed critical day after dark.

"Mitsukel! Mitsukel!

"Meshimeshi! Koubi! Nemui!

"Nankakusai"

Pipi is going to be anxious and unable to sleep when he thinks Harpy has entrusted him with it anyway.

"They sprung up in the West too, didn't they? What's happening?"

Their gushing point is unknown, but due to the nature of chasing people as bait, it is inconceivable that they are not headed for a heavily populated western region.

Rather, there is even the possibility of a higher number than here.

"Intelligence from the Military Inspector General suggests that in the West we are carrying on a scorched-earth battle that burns down towns and villages just like here. Some of the rebellious troops have made an inverted offensive… but it seems to be over with an unbroken result"

Naturally. Where do you say we attack when we don't even know where the enemy is based?

"The western region is more densely populated with towns and villages, and they are dispersed, and often raided and damaged from the sides and behind."

"Neither are we optimistic. We can't afford to see how far they're sensing, but if we get an avalanche on the western malt, we won't be able to clean it up."

He tells Mort what's going on and refrains from farming. He asks him to treat him as much as possible in the house.

On top of that, since we're dealing with enemies every night, so far there doesn't seem to be any raids, but it's not always the same tomorrow.

"The devastation of the malt is trivial, but if you head north after the enemy is scattered on the western side, you will be cut off from your back. It means the collapse of all our armies."

"Don't say anything. Anyway, if we don't find a place for them to come out, we're done for."

That's when a run-down bunch comes running from the south.

"Hih, there are people - there are armies -!! Help... help!!

We won't be particularly surprised to stop and welcome them in.

It is not uncommon for them to join us this way from the south.

Were you hiding in the cave or diving in the basement? Somehow they run away after a night of bugs.

Of course, there seems to be more people who can't escape, or who can stay in the wrong direction to escape and end up as bait.

"Humans are probably too - Aita!!

I say like any other HR, Decopin 'Tristan strong, hugging the woman running the lead.

Poor thing my clothes are torn and my breasts are round, but I don't think I can afford to do that either.

"It's been a good run. It's all right now."

Wipe her muddy face with her sleeve, then close her face and the woman comes back with a hug without saying anything.

"Huh."

Naturally my lips overlap and my tongue goes in.

I'm not putting you in a weak spot.

It's a kiss to heal a broken heart.

The woman resists anything and is stripped of her tongue all she wants before she weakens.

"We can say that our rear is safe at the moment. Give protection if you cooperate in harvesting, transporting supplies, cooking etc."

When you hear Leopold's inorganic voice in the good part, it gets cold.

But the woman shook her neck vertically like it was broken when she gave her a bah.

The others don't seem to differ at all.

"If those guys don't come, I'll do anything! Whether you're cooking or working hard... that, over here."

The woman I was holding rubbed her hips against me as she seemed to notice her stiff groin and mesmerized.

Then of course I'd like to enjoy it.

I lift up a woman and head to a carriage with wounded soldiers and all.

Bears under the eyes, trembling hands and feet, and rough, rough skin.

I can't imagine how long I haven't slept.

"Su"

Now the woman fell asleep by the time she reached the carriage with her arms held up.

I put her down gently and kiss her cheek.

"You can put up with it. I thought I'd stick it in my mouth."

Raffaella faces out of her back.

I was on it all last night. Oh, come on, you're gonna get adhesive.

"Naturally. I'm a gentleman."

I felt Raffaella's temperature slightly up on my back.

Afterwards, the evacuees come from all directions with paralysis.

They survived their realm.

I'm not a Tristan, but I'm impressed with people.

"We can't afford that much food. Those who are sorry, but do not fight, have patience with a minimum meal. Hmm? What are you, snuggly!

Get rid of the fox's parents and children, who were lined up at the rear by soldiers cooking out to the refugees.

The fox seems to regret being hungry, but people's rice is just a priority.

Then the foxes go inside the decaying cabin, minding their surroundings.

Everybody's busy, and no one has eyes but me.

"Here, Conn... Here, here, here, okay. Please wait for me."

A young daughter, about twenty years old, appeared from the cabin after dozens of seconds.

My daughter received the meat soup and bread in a line of cookouts, mindful of her ass and head, and went back to the cabin again.

The next evacuee arrives when he tries to speak out that he is a strange daughter to return to the cabin with the fox.

A guarded soldier who has truly been kept at the very least speaks up.

"Whoa, look at the sky! Herd of harpies!! Archers, prepare to intercept!

Harpy is a monster that people attack.

A soldier's cry would be a natural response, but I deny it with my orders on the scream.

"You don't have to shoot me. They didn't attack us!

If we don't shoot the arrow, the harpies will descend slowly.

Of course they don't miss me and live in the realm.

The Harpies come close by in a clumsy walk with a surprise landing.

"Tsukaleta mouto benai"

"Smona kamamo qualeta qualeta"

"Dekaik Mokowai Halahetta"

I gaze at Tristan and laugh bitterly.

"The bugs never miss a harpy, do they? That's a human animal demon... it seems to be the enemy of all living things"

"Harpy, you're welcome to hit Lamia, but if you come running all the way to Oak or Goblin, you won't be in a shade."

Oak, I don't have a hobby of sleeping alongside goblins, and I can't put them anywhere near my dear ladies.

I think I'll just have to meat it and eat it.

I laughed alone at my thoughts and jumped on one other more luxurious carriage.

"" "Aah!" "

Embrace and push down the nonnas who open their hands.

If this front collapses, the whole central plain will perish.

Let me do that or I'll be ready to suck Nonna's milk.

I have more than enough strength.

We can still fight.

Night

"Artillery positions, start firing. Our troops, defend the artillery position!

Cannons roar, shells roar and cleave the night sky, pulling and crushing swarmed spiders.

"Don't shoot all guns at once. Smoke won't help your vision. Ten fishing bottles each."

The spider's relatively soft body cannot stand shells.

On the contrary, even the dirt and stones from which the shells fell to the ground wind up determine their body surfaces, enough to cut a thousand feet.

A Royal Army soldier sighs when he sees one spider after another being blown away.

"That's so powerful... it's not what I was expecting until yesterday."

"He didn't have time to build a position on his arrival last night. If it's properly deployed, it's better than this."

Twenty-five large artillery units were deployed in 50 artillery units, especially those built under Dwarf supervision, unlike Royal Army artillery. Normal cannons have also been improved and damage rates have improved considerably.

I would have surprised him more if the Dwarves had a common name Dwarf cannon made from 1 to 10.

"We struggle to travel because the weight is too much. You will arrive the day after tomorrow."

Leoporto reacts to the monologue.

I can't help it.

In addition to the shelling, a herd of catapults and great crossbows assembled by the Royal Army are also released.

This one also has the power to tailor spiders enough, and because of the number of them, it's not flashy, but it works great.

"Hit him with a storm of arrows!!

A large number of arrows are released from the Royal Army and our army, especially the Bow Cavalry.

The sights, overwhelming firepower, and allied combat power have improved dramatically enough to make last night's battle seem proper.

"How well did you do it?"

I say, not on horseback, but with my own feet, benevolent.

At night, the watch observes closely for about a minute before responding.

"Whether I could have done it for a minute!

I guess.

An overwhelming number of even exceptionally improved allies' battle power seems erroneous.

"There's 100,000 of them, right?

"I was wondering if that's about it for what I'm seeing. I can't see across the hill."

Leoporto answers.

As far as I can tell, this is it.

It's really good that the moon is hiding in the clouds. If I could see it all, it wouldn't break my heart for me and my soldiers.

"A flock of worms hundreds...... no about two hundred will break in!

The worm has a thin body for its length, so the shells are hard to hit.

As a result, they approach artillery positions with little or no reduction in numbers.

"Arrows don't work. Hammer or hammer!

"That said, that number... number..."

I look at me and Leoporto just wondering if a soldier from our army standing in the front could escape.

I don't answer anything with my arms around me.

And it was when Worm tried to stick his head in the artillery position.

"Ho. Oh, yeah."

The whole ground blows up.

Nothing. It's not a magical oddity.

I just lit a mass of gunpowder buried on the ground.

Gunpowder bursting under the ground is not fire and heat, but beats the worm with overhead dirt and stones.

Worm is strong in slashing but weak in striking.

Fragments of the ground that can be tapped into momentum destroy their guts and kill them.

"Er goal, all the guys left. Ugh."

Wildfire fires with distracted Tristan's decree.

Field cannons are smaller and less powerful than regular cannons.

On the other hand, it's easy to move around, and the aim since it was installed can be easily changed. It's literally a cannon that can be used in the field.

Numerous iron bullets like grapes emitted from that smaller cannon strike down the worm.

"The gunpowder trap is stripped out, the field cannons are visible and have no idea. It's a trap that even a frontier uncle can come up with. If they had a little intelligence, they would have easily broken it."

When Tristan spreads his hand, a few worms over 5m rise.

"Wow! The big guy wasn't dead! Reload! Ordinary guy, not scatterbullet!

"Get out of the reserve."

Leoporto gives a pale order to Tristan, who is in a rare hurry, on his ass, and a soldier with a hammer flocks to the great worm to strike.

The overall war situation is critical.

I haven't collapsed, but nowhere is it easy.

It's a much tougher fight than last night, even though the force is much fuller than last night.

Artillery, siege troops and infantry support the front, and cavalry turns sideways from time to time - enemies don't have the intelligence to detour, but can come around sideways when the front is full of worms and carcasses and can't interrupt - repelling enemies.

The enemy takes on every trap he sets, and he simply pushes it from the thickest front.

Leoporto gives the best command and Tristan activates the trap at the best time.

The carcasses of the enemy pile up to more than ten times the carcasses of the allies… their dead ten times push them anew.

"I'll come forward, too."

Leoporto says nothing.

I'm not convinced, but I don't have time to stop, so you just said you wouldn't answer.

Crush, cleave, grab and throw enemies away.

Avoid enemy claws, occasionally plunder them, be struck by worms, and Raffaella prevents spider tubes.

The number of enemies continued to increase in a prolonged manner, to such an extent that by the time the night was deeper, the earth would be anxious if it did not fall out intact.

The allies are exhausted, mistakes at the command level and the escape of cowardly soldiers twitch, and the front faces a crisis of collapse. The night is still to come. I can't prevent it from happening like this.

"Ignition order!! Set fire!!

Here a fire is set on a wheat field on one side of the perimeter.

A field trampled and razed by scatterworms, but defeated wheat also serves fully as fuel.

Fire burns like a flood all at once, and enemies scatter around like wolves.

"Phew... thank goodness"

An allied soldier sits on the spot breathing.

Injured soldiers are evacuated and broken weapons are replaced with spares.

A task force comes from the rear that sees the fire to re-dig the buried moat, rebuild the broken fence, and replenish the arrowballs, stones, oil, and gunpowder.

It had already become impossible to maintain the front without this small pause.

About four hours until the fire goes out. Operation Scorched Earth is halving the night for me.

Leoporto comes in this little pause every night at the best possible time.

I hold Celia, who was fighting nearby, and I also draw Raffaella on my back and rub her ass and milk, respectively.

"Wow!"

"Hia!

I can take heart fatigue.

If I do too much, my groin will swell and it will be hard to fight, so I have to weigh myself down.

"If you want, should it be a mouth or a hand? And bugs won't come while there's fire."

"Wow, look cute and pull it out or something sketchy - Yikes!!

Celia bleeds through Raffaella's thighs.

I accidentally laughed and looked in the direction of the day after tomorrow, grabbing Celia's collar and letting her stand rambling, blocking Raffaella's mouth calling.

"You come when you're caught off guard with everything."

He eats up his teeth and kicks Christoph's ass, who was mixed up with soldiers and resting.

I don't have to look at it anymore, but I'll do my gaze.

Five heads on a much darker body than the first sight, and about 20m tall unchanged.

It's been four days.

"Damn it!! It's Bug Hydra!!

"But it's so bright... he ran away before..."

The soldier's hope is crushed when he crawls without a sea of fire.

"Damn it, I came over here! How could it be so bright!!

"They're used to the light!? Then we're done..."

No, it's still early to finish.

The other bugs are still not close to us burning brilliantly.

The only thing that comes is that giant beast, no giant worm.

"I don't know why, but if it's coming, we have to do it."

The movement of the position becomes hasty at once.

You're talking about Leopold, so you'd be thinking about a trap or something.

"But put it in a trap. Yes, it's not the end."

If you've been caged in a fortress for a month, there's still very little you can do in a field position like this.

Moreover, all weapons other than artillery were disabled, and the artillery was not fatally wounded.

I look at Leopold as he runs for the main team.

He didn't wolf, he was staring at a giant alien from the front.

There's something wrong with you, but don't tell me you missed it or anything.

The worm Hydra advances towards the main battalion where the soldiers gather.

But the giant suddenly stopped moving.

Five heads stare into the night sky.

Looking ahead, I raise my voice in agony.

"Eh, bad between!

Porch descends from the tip of five gazes of worm hydra.

It's great with lizards that you worked so hard to keep reconnaissance up to this time.

But only now, I want to throw up a bad feeling as to why I didn't go back two hours sooner or more.

"Porch, not here! Go more north!!

I'll yell, but I'll ignore Porch, and no, you heard me. Instead, he's trying to land on me.

"If you get hurt you can't fly, it's over! You can't see the monster in front of you! Raise the altitude!

He yells at the dual crater, but on the contrary is returned with a growl.

Porch solves the humanities, and he has a good night's eye, and he hates big bugs, so he can't come at me in the middle of them.

But he comes at me.

That's like asking for help.

"You what... you know what!

Porch has something with both hands.

If you look closely, it's pipipi, she's trembling as if she can hold her own body.

Messerschmidt is biting on his lid, but he doesn't even care.

Something happened during the reconnaissance and Pipi was injured.

Panicked Porch just came to me asking me to help him.

Porch is upset and not seeing around him.

I can't even see the bug Hydra that can't be out of my sight.

I don't have thirty pounds of altitude already.

The bug HYDRA just below grows larger and jumps up towards the pouch.

Finally, I realized that Porch is too late to wing to increase altitude.

Five giant jaws of worm hydra eat up in the pouch -.

My feet shake and Celia and I flip together.

"Guh."

Lie on your back and Raffaella will suffer, but it's force majeure.

"Nepple, it's Nepple!!

Celia says as she jumps up.

Nepple planted a hit from the side of the worm Hydra, who stretched his head and tried to devour him in the pouch.

The nepple would be about 15m for the 20m of worm hydra and weigh more like a well-fleshed nepple overall.

The servant bug Hydra won't be fine either because that's what rushed in with the momentum.

The two roll big and an ally soldier screams and runs away and scatters.

"Raise your altitude, you stupid lizard, and if they shoot you down, Pippi will die too!

Did the upset calm down, Porch rushes to raise his altitude.

But the battle in front of us is not over.

Nepple tapped the bug Hydra with the momentum intact, but the outer shell that plays the shell doesn't tear to that extent.

Nepple punches him thoughtfully with his forefoot while weighing in and holding him in.

After beating him twice and three times, he now opened his fang-lined mouth and bit him in the middle of his torso.

Baggins and unpleasant noises.

"Nepple's fangs..."

It was Nepple's fangs and nails that broke the pressure.

Whether upset or painful, Neppli inadvertently lags behind.

The torso of the mukade itself slips through the pressing of the nepple, eating deep into the body of the nepple where the five jaws stretched out do not seem very hard.

A blood splash rises from Nepple's body with a scream that splits his ear.

Neppli lifts the worm hydra as it is bitten and beats it to the ground, but her nagging body does not leave more easily than the snake, her fangs eat in, and her bleeding momentum increases.

I leave Keravnos with Celia and run with dual craters in my hands.

Stay close to the intertwined two heads and rush up from the tail of the nepple.

Bug Hydra can't even afford to turn her attention to me in front of a giant nepple.

I might be able to jump one of my necks in this gap.

"I guess I can't jump the fifth because I'm four jumping and pimping."

Do I have to feel pain again?

"Porch. Shoot the brace into his torso. It's a gentle brace that lights a candle."

If you save that much, you won't die if you hit a giant nepple.

I'm the problem...... I just have to believe in armor and luck.

Porch hesitates in the air, but when Messa-Schmidt barks in his ear, he meditates his eyes and releases his braces.

"Wow!!

Celia screamed.

I'm proud to be told in bed, but now that I'm told, I have nothing but despair.

I feel shock and heat all over my body.

Seeing it doesn't melt or burn in an instant, I guess I handled it properly.

The flames go right for it, only burn me and every Nepple bug Hydra's torso.

One of the heads that was biting the nepple bounces reflexively.

"Hold him down for three seconds."

Whether you understood my words or not, Neppli whistles the bubbles out of her mouth and whispers the worm Hydra with both hands.

I ran on my back, and I jumped back up with a runaway,

Stick your whole weight on a dual crater held with both hands at the roots of the reflexively moving mukade head and protrude.

"I'm in."

Stiff but clear response, all heads reacting and bouncing at the same time.

"Is this still the main head?"

Only this head reacted to the attack on the torso.

I mean, only this head is directly connected to the torso. That's why it's the head of the steeple.

'Wow... I thought you said you didn't like disgusting bugs'

Lindblum now speaks up.

"Then help me. Do you want me to use it like a scarecrow?"

Then, his body glowed red... as if he had planted gunpowder. He bounced around the tip of his sword.

Still no neck falls off.

We're halfway there.

I put more effort into my hips and twisted down the dual crater with a sense of resistance that even the doorboards shake in the water.

There is one stinging, disgusting sound and no end of life.

The head of the worm Hydra drops bottled and the purple fluid erupts like a waterfall.

The other four heads hit me trying to shatter me with their jaws open, but I lost my strength on the way and broke a mess.

"Oops."

I jump to the ground.

After a few seconds, the giant worm Hydra fell to the ground with hundreds of times its impact.

"Ya did? Did you...?

"You're not moving again, are you? Christopher, poke me."

"He's dead... General, I fucked him up!!

Several cheers propagate throughout.

I put my sword up to respond and stopped on the way.

And point a little bit at the tip of the sword.

Nine necks on a 20m giant.

Three more familiar forms.

"... over"

Don't let it end on its own.

There's no way it's gonna end with the women here.

Watch Chirali and Neppli.

The bite wound itself reaches the muscle, but it doesn't appear to be fatal because it doesn't have a zero gut.

But the bite marks turned purple, and Nepple fell over as he blew the bubble.

Porch comes down there.

Give me the pipipi you hold dear, and look at the fallen nepple and open your eyes to agitation.

"Pipi, are you okay? Hold on tight."

A gentle tap on the cheek opens the eyes but there is no focus.

If you look closely, there are a few on the shoulder, marks like a needle stabbed.

"You got hit by a caterpillar...... yeah, my mistake for letting you scout at night on track!

I punch one in the head with my fist and then rebuild the dual crater.

I have no time to repent, no time to blame myself.

If we don't defeat the next three bodies, we're all dead and done.

But at the same time, there are three of them.

When I look at Leoporto, I am busy giving instructions.

I wanted you to set up there.

No, there won't be any measures that the three of us can counteract at the same time.

"Hey, rape dragon, try to make an attack that burns down the horizon a little bit"

Otherwise, you'll be buried in a bug like this.

"That doesn't seem necessary."

A purple brace at the same time as the voice echoing in my head... No, I'd better say a ray. Something sank the horizon.

Place a beat, nine necks of the newbie Hydra One falls apart in a corny fashion.

Looking back, there was a dragon.

I don't have eyes in my eyes, white eyes at all.

Red from the body... No, the purple aura, mixed with blue, rises.

And I think my back glowed, and my purple brace fires perpendicular to the sky.

Instead of the usual hesitant gagging, the soldiers don't let the barking sound long and low be wary and slight.

"Po, my pouch is out!

Celia rushes off Keravnos.

Furthermore, Porch spreads his wings and releases his braces again.

The next brace spreads bigger than earlier, licking the ground.

As soon as the purple flame rose heavenly high, and the unparalleled amount of light, such as the fire unleashed on the field, illuminated the surroundings as during the day.

"It's just a wilderness over there, isn't it? What's on fire?

"I don't know...... no look. The ground is... soil and stones are burning"

"The heat is coming this far. If we get close, it's gonna melt away instead of burning."

That's the bug. Hydra can't stand this amount of light either, and he pulls it up with the rest of the bugs.

Complete retreat without ever asking for an opportunity in the near field...... Guess I won't be here again tonight.

When I look at it, the aura disappears from Porch's body and his eyes return to his white eyes.

I hold the pippi up and run without having to work my poaches.

Even Schwartz is a dying poison.

It was clear that the smaller pipipi would contend for a moment.

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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 of White Capital, Mad God, Secret Golden Lager.

Family

Pipi (poison)

Nonna (Dairy) Kara (Thigh) Mel (Mother Daughter Bowl) Kuw (Mother Daughter Bowl) Luw (Mother Daughter Bowl) Rare (Celia)

Melissa (Washing Leader) Mitty (Washing Body) Maria (Washing Body) Catherine (NTR) Gretel (Dog Player)

Millet (Special Positioner) Casey (Seven-headed) Rita (Obedient Maid) Yogri (Screenwriter) Alice (Ass)

Marceline Mother (in Charge of Shame) Daughter Stephanie First Daughter (in Charge of Healing) Bridget Second Daughter (in Charge of Forcing) Felicity Third Woman (in Charge of Innocence)

Sophia (Pocha) Claudia (Physical Beauty) Clara (Kiss) Adela (Outdoor)

Celestina (Queen reigns) Monica (Mama samurai) Benel (coma) Dorothea (trouble)

Subordinates

Dings (Oriental Army Commander) Linuga (Asylum Corps Commander) Raffaella (Back Settling)

Celia (Deputy) Myra (Commander) Irigina (Commander) Luna (Commander)

Leopold (Staff) Tristan (Staff) Yarkov (Commander of the 105th Corps) Gido (Self-Assault Abandoned) Mac (Arrival) Christophe (Return) GUIG (Bad Man) Adolf (Home Affairs Officer) Sebastian (Butler)

Marta (in charge of shame) Sally (in charge of explanations) Mallu (in charge of sarcasm)

Jim (General) Suzy (Assistant) Solana (Assistant) Altair (World Crisis) Lamia (Seek Salvation)

Other

Eirich (Frontline Commander) Ijalis (Combat) Eularen (Combat)

Secrito (Combat) T-99 (Unlimited) Brunhilde (Reinforcement Request)????

Nurtia (Handling) Felteris (Orgy)

Piris (Mad Pregnancy house arrest) Baroness Lucino-Escaote (ready) Seika (dissatisfied)

Busco () Guildless (stunned) Visitación (house arrest with children)

Outsiders

Lamy (to front line) Arlaune (potted state) Mirmi (evacuation) Porch (POCHILA) Messerschmitt (fatigue)

Nettype Riprio lizard (fierce poison) Schwartz (strong poison)

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Line of Defense Corps

Hardlet Us Army

Escort 43 ⇒ 35

Infantry 3000 ⇒ 2700

Cavalry 400 ⇒ 360

Archer 400 ⇒ 360

Artillery 400 ⇒ 360

Bow Cavalry 1000 ⇒ 1500 (Convening)

105th Regiment 3700 ⇒ 3600

(In times of war, weapons are produced and deployed from time to time)

Cannon 50 ⇒ 45 Large Cannon 25 ⇒ 23 Dwarf Cannon 15 Field Cannon 20 ⇒ 16 Tank 38 ⇒ 35

Reinforcements/Friends

Oriental Army 125000 ⇒ 30000 ⇒ 26000 (reinforcements arrived)

Refugee Mixed Unit 5500 ⇒ 6300 ⇒ 6000

Elf population black 200 ⇒ 1988 white 200

Altair Divine Army 3300 ⇒ 4000 (active in Rafen)

Terriers Fleet Battleship Swarov Battleship Leviathan IV (Temporary) Large Battleship 3 Medium Battleship 7 (Repair)

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Property Gold Coins -75000

805 Experience ⇒ 806

70 children made to give birth +567

Located in the southern part of the territory, heading north.