Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

A few days before the demise of Mount Dart, the Royal Palace Conference Room of the King's Capital, Goldonia.

We will now begin the sixteenth state of war conference.

The proclamation of the facilitator will be followed by the others.

The number of people is high anyway.

There are no vacant seats in the chairs arranged with four long desks arranged in the largest meeting room of the Royal Palace, with critical intervals at which the shoulders touch each other.

On the other hand, a luxurious chair set high… only the place where the king would sit was vacant.

Inevitably, everyone's gaze will concentrate on Kenneth, the best man in the world.

"So first of all - uncle, can I get your feedback from a position involving finance?

The man, Kenneth pointed to, nods with a small glow of golden silver thread woven into a red based outfit.

"This war is a different digit damage than it has ever been! expenses! The treasury, which should have been luxury, is paying off, and this is"

The man wields a hot valve, surrounded by a voice of consent, or nods quietly to show tune.

"Next, - wait. I would like to give your opinion from the Under-Secretary of State for Legal Affairs."

The man gets up stroking his fine beard.

"The biggest problem is that aristocratic autonomy is being undermined in the name of wartime. I fear that authority is too concentrated on the Marquis of Radharte, who is merely the head of the military! Chatsu is nothing but an emerging aristocrat, albeit high! We who are being recited first should be honored...... ohon. Your loyalty to Your Majesty is unwavering."

Did the man fear that his valve extended to the King's criticism of extraction, screwing and tightening his praise for the King and Goldonia?

Kenneth sighs in applause as praise and consent flies slightly.

"You're at the 16th Fool's Games."

A man who was holding back beside Kenneth groans bossly in a voice that only the two of us can hear.

"Refrain. [Tulgar] This is a meeting of righteous court aristocrats. It was nothing more than a servant of mine, the Countless, but it's not a place to speak."

The blamed man drips his head deep.

Short body less than 165cm tall, even smaller because of being thin.

On the other hand, the cheeks sprinkled and the deep neighborhood beneath his eyes, reprimanded by the Lord, and his eyes, neither fine dust nor agitated, seemed to emphasize creepiness over the weakness of the man.

Tulgar was beside Kenneth sometime during the war.

Its origins were unknown, but as a lordless, useless choreographer, the surroundings were not particularly concerned.

Kenneth himself didn't seem to use Tulgar particularly heavily, and he never even talked about it.

But in fact, Kenneth's movements had changed since Tulgar was like a shadow.

Originally Kenneth was able to work backwards, but his spiciness and surroundings had increased, and some of the new nobles had begun to become entangled and forced to obey against their will.

"I apologize for my disrespect at the war conference, which I speak only to you in the palace."

With a bossy irony, Kenneth breaks his expression with laughter.

And I agree in my heart that you're absolutely right.

The military are all on the front line, although it is natural to brand them as talking about the state of war.

Those who further analyze the war situation in the rear are not called as new nobles close to the Military Director.

The only thing I could do on this occasion if it were to say that there was a long war, that I was empowered, that the Military Director looked great and didn't care, and that I was stupid.

"Then, under our joint name, to the Chief Military Officer..."

Tulgar opens his mouth small again when he sees the others agreeing to set it up.

"Your Majesty has delegated authority to the Marquis of Radharde, so whatever you send to the person in charge is irrelevant. If you want me to revisit it, I'm foolish to say that the destination is His Majesty."

Kenneth does not stop this time and returns it in a sober tone with a smile on the floor.

"Do you have the courage to give your opinion to His Majesty? Send a pointless letter to Radharde. Naturally they ignore it and make another noise about it in the dishes. Same thing as this meeting."

I know the pointlessness of a militarily insignificant Kenneth and a state of war conference conducted exclusively by civilians.

I dared to host, knowingly, in order to put together those who were dissatisfied with Eirich and let him know that I was the receptacle.

"And I hear that the war has improved a lot since around last month. You know, you broke enemies to keep standing in a massive battle, and you even recaptured Altair."

"Good thing. Gordonia's victory will naturally come to an end, and Radharde's heavy use will come to an end if the war ends early"

"No, no, that's a sweet idea. The victory feat is not only in Radharde, but in its surroundings… making those crude new aristocrats increasingly rash"

"That seems to be more damage on the front line than the other day. You think the enemy is inflicting a thousand or ten thousand units of damage, despite the imminent devastation? It is truly sad that the soldiers of the kingdom will be damaged... but it could be a little dirt for the military commissioner."

The nobles are in trouble. My mouth hangs niggly even though I say it's a tragedy.

Tulgar whispers to Kenneth.

"Larger troop movements and massive reinforcements have been called for more than a few days ago. A new breed of demons has reportedly emerged in large numbers, but for more information we have not..."

"Hmm."

Kenneth spins the calculator fast in his mind smiling to tune in to his surroundings.

Now that the war situation is decisive, a little soldier wear and tear won't be a problem.

Instead, the wasted wear and tear that came out after the settlement became Eirich's stain, which can also be described as rather delightful for Kenneth.

(But it's just a hema? Radharde's genius is real. Do you make mistakes that don't get you here?

Kenneth plays the calculator even more.

(If you make a loud noise here, it can get worse and worse later. Refrain from making representational criticisms, but can you do something about it?)

Tulgar whines in his ear as Kenneth lifts his hips to forgive everyone.

"Let's not just see what's going on here, let's stir up the thoughtless and let them criticize us."

Kenneth also instantly perceives Tulgar's intentions.

"After you make a scene, if you are truly Radharde's Hema, you will ride and beat him later..."

"If, on the contrary, it was a big deal without sacrifice, let's be slashed and thrown away as a stupid accusation"

Kenneth nodded and ran his gaze to the field as to who he was going to do it.

At the end of a meaningless meeting, Kenneth leaves the meeting room behind.

"Nevertheless."

Kenneth speaks a word to himself and spins the valve afterwards in his heart.

I didn't mean to divulge meaningless language and put in useless risks.

(I made various conveniences to the hardlet... Tubte without. Radharde)

I laugh with my hun and nose without saying a word.

(Same type...... well the birth is a blow to the head even according to Radharde hitting the superior officer. To say that I was the only one who could get to the top of the army without a connection to the army. I don't understand that either. Are you just a strong pig? Maybe it was bought)

Kenneth nods small to such an extent that he can't tell from directly behind.

(Radharde's stock will definitely go up in the victory. But I have time to plot while he's away)

I laugh so small that I can't tell from coughing.

There's a reluctant voice there.

"Baldwin sign. May I have a moment, please?

Kenneth jumped up in his mind to an unexpected voice call, but on the surface he looked back smiling only with a small, shaky shoulder.

"Isn't this... Lord Rosario? All of a sudden, it's bad for you."

Kenneth was politely gracious and smiling but tongue-in-cheek.

Rosario - the woman the king adores. The king's love is as heavy as it may be called mad love.

Therefore, it was necessary to be cautious when dealing with thin glass.

Buy the King's wrath, of course, if you respond to the crude.

But I buy anger again, even if I'm in too much of a mood and I'm suspected of being mean.

Or even having a conversation in an unpopular place like this could have been dangerous.

"Let your body cool down in such a dim place too. There is also one cup of tea if you go back to the conference room. Why don't you move over there?

Kenneth is a popular place for verbal skill. Rosario shakes his head as he tries to lead him to a place where he is not suspected of being a secret meeting or anything.

"You can't go to that trouble. It's enough to stand talkin '. I heard that the Baldwin sign is holding a conference on the state of war… I heard from the neighbors that the victory was near, but today I also heard that the damage was immense. It would seem inexcusable to explain it to a woman like me, but I don't care if it's easy."

Kenneth groans in his heart.

(Ask the military of the royal palace, I would like to say, a meeting to be held in the royal palace conference room, whose representative is I... It's easy to wind up in smoke, but if the king complains... yeah, she's a pain in the ass)

As Rosario asks, Kenneth begins to explain the situation on the front line, which he is not even familiar with.

But was that the same information she had already gotten, and gradually I began to see boredom in her expression.

It was then.

"Overtaking."

Talgar speaks with her knees on the floor.

Sir Hardlett, we have information of your death in the recent encounter.

The source of the hiccups and small sounds was Rosario.

My eyes circle to surprise and fear, and my breathing is disturbed.

"- It flowed, but it was confirmed as demanding. Attention, Royal Palace."

"Oh, really? Co, Cohon"

Rosario coughs up small.

"You have to be careful. While you were busy, we took your time."

Tulgar and Kenneth's gaze dropping her off as she left wasn't already looking at the back in front of her.

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On the road to Southern Euglia Polón

"Ugh."

I suddenly shook myself in the cold.

"Master Agil, did you suddenly ejaculate?

"I don't know why. I just got a little chilly."

I say outrageous things. I kick up the private door as I stroke Celia's cheek.

"No enemies. No bugs. With three skins."

I pick up the skin that was falling in front of the fireplace.

Skin and bones, to be exact.

Those are pathetic victims of spiders sucking all their contents.

Take out the skin and throw it into a hole dug outside the village.

I don't know if there's any point in burning it when it gets to this point, but it's burial.

"Or this village."

Eirich is the one who has been speaking up.

Mount Dart and the holes empty there disappeared and the emergence of worms stopped.

We stopped fighting, retreated once and for all, and after two nights of worms starving to death, they disappeared from the east.

Worm raids stopped in the same way in the West, and we slowly rendezvoused before proceeding towards Polon, the last stronghold in southern Euglia.

"From people to livestock to goblins nestled in the woods beside them."

I shook the stinking goblin twice, even on the skin, and threw it into the hole with my leg.

Eirich looks at him, too.

"If all of a sudden such a monster pushes me, I can't do anything."

I see enemy fortifications before I leave the village.

The southern Eugenian flag was soaring, but we didn't order any particular battle readiness.

Because there was a giant hole in the middle of the fort.

"I guess the worm Hydra. I can see after my fangs scrape around the hole."

I don't even want to remember.

Eirich waves all the time to stop him, ordering the soldiers to search him.

The soldiers put up their spears and broke into the fort carefully, but after enough, they waved from the top of the fort toward us.

"Is a robust military base devastated, too? This could really be the end of Southern Eugenia, with no one left."

Eirich says with a face mixed with discomfort and fear.

I slap Schwartz's ass and run up the hill.

Observe the surroundings from the promising hilltop.

Big holes are holed up in private houses, lord's mansions, forts, castles, everything, or burned whether they set fire to themselves.

On the other hand, the golden fields, wells, run-down food-vault-like houses and other places where no one was caged remain intact.

"Unlike humans, bugs don't loot. They just eat creatures."

We stop talking and clear our ears.

I can't hear a single bird. Our soldiers are the only ones living and moving in this land.

"It's a land of death. Southern Euglia is gone."

It's easy to have no enemies, but when you get here, you don't feel anything but creepy.

"Let's go all the way to Pollon. You'll just have skin for this minute."

I also find a man's skin on the hill and say it gently.

"Right. By the way... what can I do about your horse?

Eirich refers to Schwartz.

"As much as I'm embarrassed. I thought I'd cut it off."

Schwartz, who was hit by caterpillar poison, recovered from the same period as Pipi, also with Nutia's efforts.

But the worm poison left a serious after-effect even after it stopped threatening lives.

One thing is shaking for a meter with Hihin and a hissing Schwartz crotch. Depending on how you walk, you're going to rub it on the ground.

"Look at that, big..."

"Oh, Gokuri."

Especially female soldiers around me spit.

"It wouldn't have mattered if it was just him."

"Ha, ha."

Fluffy approaching is pipipi.

He jumps in front of Schwartz holding his chest down.

"Are you feeling a little better?

"No. I'm not going back with the pimp."

That's what Pipi says and rolls his jacket.

Her nipples were about the size of her thumb and stood up red.

The aftermath of caterpillars is that if you're a man, you get one thing. If you're a woman, you put your nipples away.

Besides, I rise to the limit, which makes me sensitive.

According to Nautia, 'It's my first poison, so I'll save my life, so I'll do my best. The sequelae aren't fatal, so come on. I'm going to find the antidote'.

"Are you all right, Pipi? Shall we rub him like yesterday again?

I cough up where I reached for Pipi's unnaturally standing nipples.

I can hear little people as they flush their eyelish glances at the nipples of such little daughters saying what they are doing.

"... Also... mo... give me your voice..."

"But... Yang... Maybe... Auxiliary..."

I jump off Schwartz, kick one of the floating nasty things in my blood vessels before tracking my voice.

And I found a small lattice in the base part of the old warehouse.

I fold my knee, bend over, and peek in and multiple eyes look at me here from the dark.

"Whoa. There are no more bugs. Come out in peace."

His glowing eyes blinked in the dark and seemed to bite the meaning of my words.

And -.

"" "" Ahhh!!!

Multiple footsteps run up the stairs from the basement and kick through the entrance and exit that were provided on the floor.

"" "Wow! People!!

It was six women and two children who jumped out.

I wonder how many days they were hiding, they were all uniformly coaled and cheeky, but with a full grin they hug the one close to them.

"Huh!!

A young woman hugged me when I spread my hand too.

I hold her tight and stroke her ass, but she doesn't shake her reluctance, and she rubs her gritty cheeks against her chest.

"Okay, okay, that was scary. It's all right now."

Allied soldiers are also stroking their heads like they are in trouble if they don't feel bad about being held by a woman.

"I survived well. Big deal."

"News from the royal palace tells me to dive into the basement and stay as quiet as possible. But this is the only basement in this village... the others caged their doors... screaming... screaming every night..."

Hmm, this village is already close to Pollon.

Has southern Euglia also struck measures at first?

But still, there would have been a hundred, eight survivors in the village.

There is no denying the feeling of water in the firing stone.

"Ghaaaa! Monster!"

I react to screams and put my hands on the dual crater, but I grin bitterly that way.

"I deny it. I don't fall under the definition of a monster."

"No, there's a voice coming out of my groin! And for some reason it sounds from both sides!

It was Tikkuk who was slandered by the monster.

Now she was creeping through the contents of the missing head and wearing a pumpkin with a hole in her nostrils.

It was Casey who had nine heads at some point that did it, but it's better than no neck, so I keep it that way.

They don't have any head spare parts for everything, so they need new ones. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You have to think about it.

"Whatever it is, there is an increased likelihood of survival in the basement. From now on, you should go while you're looking."

And a few days later...

"You can see the city ahead. From the map, that's definitely Pollon."

Celia stands up on Schwartz and says:

"I'm soggy when it comes to the base of the enemy we finally got there"

That's what I said with a glimpse of the city.

Polon is equipped with all the necessary facilities for the city walls, the Royal Castle and once the capital.

But they are all small and lack power.

"I don't have a choice. Pollon was originally the capital of Porpo, a small country. It's the fifth or even lower level of the city in Goldonia."

Eirich says as he carefully observes the city.

The city I've seen so far is supposedly caged. The facility was destroyed.

But Pollon also has no noticeable damage to the city walls or fortifications. On the other hand, there is no lookout, and the cannon has never stared at us.

I don't know in the long run if they're doing it or alive.

"What do you think?

"You don't know until you go."

Leoporto also says without taking his eyes off the city.

Then we have to go.

"We're moving forward with vigilance. Leave whoever has a woman alone."

There is discontent from the soldiers and anxiety from the women.

On the road to Polon, some number of survivors were recovered from basements, dead wells, etc.

Most of them were women, children, probably as a result of giving way to those who should protect limited space.

Sometimes there were fat men sitting around like village chiefs.

And those who saved them, without exception, were caught up in unusual terror, and they followed us who were human beings without enemies or allies.

Of course there is no way that a soldier hungry for a woman in the march would refuse to be an enemy woman...

I give Yarkov my eyes.

"Stay away from me. I'll make you look cute again when I see the city. Kuck, plenty."

"Ugh, how can I always get caught by a guy like a dick... He fucked me ramblingly, made me things the way I am... and I should have punished him with the man I was before"

Yarkov takes the lips of a woman who looks like she has a bad pattern to see, sticks her hand in her crotch, and then leaves to let go.

The woman stares at his back in regret, but her eyes are trolling.

The next thing I know, I look at Eirich.

"Safe basket... see you too"

"Yeah... safe..."

The person Eirich waved at with a fit is his mother in the middle of thirty and 16,7 daughters.

There are countless mouth-watering marks on the mother's neck, and her daughter walks strangely.

Eating mothers and daughters together is truly frustrating due to aristocratic tyranny. Envy.

One female horse is dropping off Schwartz, who walks like always when she looks at Hihin and hissing.

The horse was running into the back of the cave and it helped.

"Why don't you find someone who suits you?"

Says Ceclito with a smile.

At the same time, my tongue crawls anxiously into my arms.

"It's okay, I'll be right back"

My opponent... his half is a snake.

Racially, I know she's the same Lamia as Lamy, but she's a snake up from her belly and a human down there.

Honestly, I wondered if it was me, but thanks for helping me all around, but I didn't want to leave, so I held him in my arms.

This is in very good shape, especially the extra-large mouth and long tongue mouth moves, which can't be compared.

"Hiccups...... perverts"

"Demons...... hissing"

"... Demon King"

"Yeah, shut up!

When I yelled at the soldier and struck out, I ran over to Pollon.

"If you have survivors, respond! Wouldn't be the earliest war place!!

Stand in front of the gate and shout out loud.

Now, if the city was alive, I was wary of flying one of the arrows, but there was no response.

"All right, he."

At Eirich's direction, the siege soldiers attach to the castle gate, and the hammer punches the door and destroys it.

The lavish sound echoed all over the city, but there was still no response.

The work lasts for about twenty minutes, and at last the gate is destroyed and falls in.

"I can't resist..."

"There's no sign of a bug."

Me and Eirich, after seeing each other in the face, make the cavalry stick all over the city.

If we did this far, if we were planning an ambush, we would have to react.

The cavalry rushes into the city with a loud voice, throwing stones into several private houses to make noise, circling around the outer perimeter and returning.

"You can't see them with enemy soldiers, civilians!

"... that's odd"

Eirich puts his hand on his chin and thinks.

If the enemy is after an ambush, they must have already popped up.

The cavalry ran around the city. If they had thrown even oil, the city would have burned down at that point.

Or too much damage for the city to be hit by bugs.

It is strange that the walls and walls of the city are intact if they were to stand caged and defend themselves against war.

It is inconceivable that there is not even one corpse that has been skinned.

"I'm reporting from scouts. The northern fortress, and the royal palace are deserted!

"Should I think I escaped..."

Eirich squeaks.

I see Leopold.

"There are no remaining bases in southern Euglia other than Pollon. I also agree that renouncing this land renounces the state. Of course, if we prioritize the lives of individuals, then escape is realistic."

I think back to the last time I saw Wilhelmina's face.

That's not a getaway face, is it?

"Think it over."

I drop a fishing bottle in a well that was close by.

It's empty.

A cock and a dry noise, I tongue.

Then he walks to another well and throws in the fishing bottle again.

... Empty again.

So me and Leopold looked at each other.

It's not strange to have a dead well abandoned in a cold village, but this is a splendid city with curved city walls.

It is inconceivable that neither two nor three will leave the well withered.

Celia, look at this.

"Ha!"

Celia grabs the fishing bottle and jumps into the well, then goes down sultry as she kicks the wall.

"We're at the bottom! Instead of water, it's not even damp...... it's a lattice on the side! I feel the wind from inside!

"Vent... If all the wells in this area are..."

Leoporto tied the well with a line, pointing to one building.

At first glance, a huge bungalow building that looks like just a supply warehouse.

As I scratch around the inside, I get a crack in the floor.

"Here."

I slap Keravnos all over the floor.

Then the floor makes a noise and cracks, and a huge metal door appears.

"I see, the whole city was diving underground"

Eirich knocks on the metal door.

"This size...... it won't be a few or dozen as before. Let's just let him open it. This is all the doors. It'll take a long time."

"Do it, Porch."

Porch leaps through the roof and puts his nails up against the door.

Then the metal door fell wide, falling inward with its own weight as it was.

"Let's go."

……

Step over the crooked door and go inside.

It was an underground space where the head of southern Euglia and, of course, Wilhelmina were found...

It was an intense death odor that drifted in.