Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Liebat Lordship Mansion

"Oh, boy. He's here."

"Please don't say that. They'll make you feel bad!

Nonna puts her finger on my lips and gets angry.

Of course, a huge breast hits the chest plate lavishly if it adheres closely.

The smell of trouble blew up all at once.

I was at a night club hosted by the Leebats.

"Sir Leebatt's house. It is a new nobleman who gained territory by the martial arts of the war. The possession is situated west of Rafen and has boundaries with our home. On a personal note, the nobility of the original knight is almost always subordinated to other noble families… it is quite rare to have a territory of its own. You don't have to go out with your wife or your husband."

Marta says to stay away from me.

Celia assisted me all the way next door during the war, but advice on social and aristocratic relations is in Marta's interest.

She leaves it to Nonna, who says it halfway and then snorts roughly.

"This invitation is to deepen the exchange of aristocrats around the periphery. I can't imagine not having a big lord Hardlett family there. Not directly to Mr. Agil, but where you dared ask me, it's also a high point."

Celia says as she looks at Nonna's hot valve with her chilled eyes.

"The owner of the Leebat family visited the mansion a while ago. I praised him for being a candlestick with a vase, Mr. Nonna's.

He praised the taste and said something like, "Can't you criticize our conditioning?"

"I see."

Nonna is vulnerable to art, jewelry and gold coins, but equally vulnerable to flattery.

I guess I replied when I went by the stream.

"Buh!

I stroke up Nonna's cheek to get in the mood.

"However, that's an amazing dress"

Nonna is wearing a gorgeous red dress.

Put the fine parts aside. Anyway, the pretense is amazing. So much so that I think I can fly in the sky if I'm winged.

"Recent epidemics are pretentious. During the war I was a little craved because I was banned from luxury and dressed like a mourner...... did I overdo it?

The other participants are similar, and I don't think they stand out as bad.

"Attracting people is better than pretending..."

A huge valley of breasts visible from a deep open chest, a man would be able to suck it this way over his clothes.

"I thought it might be a little too much to show, but if I don't get it out to some extent, the whole garment will look like it's booming and fat. I'm skinny and only have big tits, so even if I cover it weirdly, it feels nasty."

The lactating maid, who would have eavesdropped, bites off her lips and leaves.

Nonna has made another enemy.

"Please follow the fashion for a bit, too, Master Agil. Nice outfit, but I've worn it ten times already."

"Can't I wear it ten times?"

I was going to wear it until I tore it.

"But the fur muffler looks new and good. It also feels a little barbaric, but I think it suits Mr. Eigil's physique and atmosphere. I want the same muffler."

"Ha, it's warm"

Anyway, he's alive.

There was a fox lurking in the carriage, so it was warm when I wrapped it around Nonna's neck so she couldn't sprinkle it.

"Really superb...... sounds like there's blood through my tail"

When Nonna pulls her hair a little, she gets a fox.

So I feel the gaze from the women gathered at the window and bickering.

I almost stuck my hips out to see if you fell in love with me for a moment, but what you're looking at is nonna and I don't feel hostile.

"Don't you know your wife over there?

"Mm, right. We still have a little time to get started, so I'm gonna say hello."

Nonna and two samurai walk away from me.

All that remained were Marta dressed like a samurai and Celia in military uniform but with eyelines and lipstick.

The organizers have yet to announce the start of the night club. Some have not arrived.

This time should be a little public discourse or bickering, not a formal greeting... but that's not all.

Nonna and the others seem to be having fun chatting, but they seem to have a willful tension to point out their plight with sympathy or subtly appeal to their affluence.

"That degree of pride and willingness among the aristocratic depths will be among 'good friends'. Still, Master Nonna is blessed. At least we don't have to fight in the house."

"We had a fight with Kara yesterday."

Everything Carla was sleeping on the couch in the living room eating sweets, and she replied to Nonna that she was in the way and told her to go somewhere with her feet.

Angry Nonna sprinkled with a tough perfume of smell, and was asked in the carriage on the road that the peeling Carla sneezed and Nonna was filled with saliva and cookie cusp from face to foot......

"I don't want to fuck with you. When I'm thinking about the safety of Mr. Agil, we're both doing something that doesn't matter."

"That's a twist. The feud over the right-wife's side room is supposed to be more dramatic... with factions in the house, backing money, abortion pills, and magical mansions where men can fly."

"It's a disgusting house"

Hold Celia and stroke her.

"Wow! It's in the middle of the venue!

I raise my voice, but I have no resistance.

I'll stroke your head and kiss Deco so your makeup doesn't mess up.

"Wasn't he an escort... mouthing in public, etc."

"Even though it's not a battlefield, Sir Hardlett doesn't need an escort or anything. Be a makeup lady... you'll see."

"I didn't know you were pulling your mistress to a nightclub. It's still a rumored feminine madness. Your wife would be humiliated."

Don't talk about weird rumors.

You see, Nonna's hell ears are overheard, and she's angry. You're intimidating her with a pose.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your patience."

Whoa, the organizers are out.

Looks like the meeting is finally starting.

"Thank you for coming here tonight."

Nonna comes back early, pushes Celia out with her big tits, and slurps my ass.

The extruded Celia turns to the other side and starts pushing against Marta, who was in formation.

"Our home is a small knight's house, and our territory is beyond you."

I alternately stroke Marta's little ass and Celia's tense ass so I can get along.

The two shook their heads sideways to their surprise, but they're fine because they can't see from the lord they're talking to in front of them.

"The war ended in a glorious Goldonian victory, but the people's hearts were even more in rough governance -"

I notice Nonna staring at me, so I reach over here and stroke my fluffy ass up.

"We are here tonight to deepen the interaction of all those who rule the perimeter -"

I hear gophones and coughs from behind.

Looking back, a middle-aged man looked at us casually.

Whoa. I could see the whole thing from behind.

――――

Laughs as they get pounded by a threesome.

"Then my greetings go to about this… I would like to give a word to Uncle Hardlett Borderline and his wife, who have attended this special meeting!

"Me?

Suddenly I was shaken and confused, but Nonna seemed to know and took my arm and walked with a giant chest stretched even this. It would be the intimidation of Celia and Marta that I saw right behind me.

"Cohon. Okay then..."

In the end, Nonna said 95% of the time, I said 5 minutes... and I only said the last toast.

Nevertheless, the night club began.

There appears a rare being whose face and name match.

"Lord Hardlett, it's been since the defense line!

"Dings, were you here too?"

Dings was the Commander of the Royal Army who was leading the Eastern Army, fighting alongside me in the Great War.

He is a brilliant man among those who have stubbornly endured the fierce attacks of his worm opponents.

"Yes, I received a territory full of barons and two towns with a medal of martial arts I fought shoulder to shoulder with His Excellency!

"Was it a neighborhood? Then let's grab some booze and drop by."

If you're nearby, run Schwartz to death and you can take a day trip.

"Welcome. Tell the Military Director to unite the new nobles. Let's go hunting with our neighbors."

"I'll be there then, too"

It was Celia who interrupted.

Celia and Dings, who have been by my side the whole time on the battlefield, naturally know their faces.

"... yeah?

Dings peeks into Celia's face and raises her voice as surprised.

"Is this Lord Deputy?! She was wearing makeup and I didn't know which beauty she was!

Dings lifts his hands to Celia, who scratches her hair so well, that I loosen the fist I gripped too.

If I could see a trick to dictate Celia, I would have had to put a shot in the dovetail disguised as a reunion twitch, but this guy seems to be simply impressed with Celia, who's come clean.

"If you look closely, are there also linugas"

Linuga, who was trying to hide behind Dings, appears hesitant.

Linuga was originally a Southern Eugenian commander, but the bug raid destroyed his fort, leading the remaining soldiers and the people on the road, who were fortunate enough to escape to us.

Nor was he particularly punished for his original low status even after the end of the war and for not engaging directly with Goldonia. The people and soldiers were looking after me, and Linuga herself wondered where she had disappeared.

"He may still be mediocre, but he may also be a shortage of talent, which makes him my knight."

Though an ex-enemie, he's a fellow shoulder-to-shoulder on the hellish battlefield of his worm opponent.

You'll be much more trustworthy than a half-baked guy.

Nonna flank me.

Come on, he wants me to introduce him.

"This is my wife, Nonna. Beautiful, isn't it?

"If you're not Agil anymore,"

Nonna politely greets her with humility.

If you give in so much, it's just that the valley that came out big is more accentuated......

"Mm?"

Naturally, Dings and Linuga, whom I thought I was looking at with the male's eyes, but praise "O beautiful" and "This is what an absolute beauty is", but there is no staring at my chest.

"Are you guys insane? It's this big, huh?

"What is it about?

They leave saying they will be invited to hunt soon.

"You were pleasant people. I didn't feel a glance on my chest or my butt."

"They're incredible. I'm angry to be seen..."

I wonder if the war broke my heart, such as not being blinded by Nonna's breasts.

As they thought about it as they dropped off their backs, they reached out from either side and held each other softly.

"... yeah?

"Ah!?

Me and Celia looked at each other and decided not to say anything and see.

Marta says as she looks at us in awkward silence.

"Baron Dings is a typical friend from the new nobility and army. If you fail to do so to a certain extent, you will not be exposed to cracks in the relationship, but please be careful not to respond to others in the same way."

"Others? This night club manages to host the house of the new nobility, only the friendly ones, right?"

Nonna shakes her head small.

"You can't do something like that for a drink in your body. If it's a formal night club, it's polite to serve it to everyone nearby, in etiquette, if it's not extreme underground. Especially since this time it's called ~ of the surrounding lords."

Now... Nonna dives deeper into her voice.

"When we greeted him, there was someone who looked blatantly at him."

I wish I hadn't come if I didn't want to.

That makes me suspicious, too.

"Sir Hardlett, may I have your time?

Looking back at a strange voice, it was a slightly tedious man in middle age who stood.

Marta and Nonna ear each other in a flowing motion.

"Uncle Coolow. Until recently it was a traditional nobleman with territory in the north, but it was transferred behind the war rewards."

"Rumor has it that he worked disrespectfully on the military commissioner, and he didn't even cover up the secretary general. The family is first-class, but quite a few small territories... and the servants and knights have had to retard quite a bit."

I see, is it because of your tired face?

By the way, if I get whispered from both sides because of the two elves, I get an erection regardless of the content of the story.

"Sure... was it Uncle Coolow? I don't mind."

When I looked nearby, my eyes had bears, and my eyelids were dripping powerless.

My hair is also mixed with gray hair, and when I shake my hand, I am sadly powerless.

He's dying now, but is he gonna be okay?

"We have heard rumors. Hey, it was tough eating the seal."

"Hih!

Nonna screams small and her surroundings squeak.

Isn't it you who taught me?

"Does anyone say it face to face!

But although the Earl of the day showed a surprising trick at first, he began to talk to Boso when he laughed powerlessly.

"Ha, he's as rigid as you rumored. You also need to fix it as soon as possible. Our home was a prestigious place that lasted forever… temporarily Gordonia Twenty-four Heavenly Kings were called one"

Doesn't seem like a big deal. I would at least be the Four Heavens King.

"If the new aristocracy rose, it would be imperative to become a status jeopardizer and Lord Baldwin... our home had ruled the territory without difficulty for generations. Therefore, we stood around without difficulty in the air to avoid floating in the traditional aristocracy"

Indoors. Besides, it's supposed to be night. I think the sky's getting cloudy.

"The great sacrifice that suddenly came at the end of the war was Radharde's misdemeanor and everyone made a scene, which became a stream of incompetence on the part of the Military Director."

That last one would be a bug raid.

Does it appear that the great damage in an absolutely advantageous situation would be unreasonable if one did not know the circumstances?

"I'm in tune with the floating from around the uplifting..."

"The soldiers of the kingdom are His Majesty's soldiers! I don't know how to be the military chief. You have to take responsibility for what you've done!

"Don't ask everyone about Radharde on getting caught!!

"No place to be ashamed of the loyalty of our traditional aristocrats! Why don't we call it grand and pursue our responsibilities from the front!

'Oh, yes, they do! Then I'll send you a letter of call!

"'' That's Uncle Coolow! Go ahead! ''

"... no more pulling in. Naturally, there was no one in the coalition, and I called the chief military officer alone."

"Buffoo."

I laugh unexpectedly.

Eirich has the power of a NO2 candidate who will inherit from the King alongside Kenneth.

Minutes are too bad on a one-on-one basis anyway if you're going to fight in a group, albeit prestigious.

"Afterwards, when the unknown demon found out it was a state of national survival, it was transferred under the responsibility of His Majesty and the General Secretary to interrupt the military without a busy examination... half the size of the original, a fifth of the income, the nobility of the maiden son, the knights of the enclosure and your merchants, as the water draws."

Uncle Coolow stares at the floor with his mouth half-opened and says:

It also sounds like the new aristocrats around, but it seems too pathetic to throw up evil.

"Besides, the seal has been transferred to Lord Hardlett on top of all the new nobles."

Don't talk to me like a monster's best friend.

"Furthermore, last night, a village in the new realm caused a knife wound sharpening around your village and water conservancy..."

You're treading and kicking.

"It is clear that you will see blood even if you have had trouble rubbing with the Hardlett family. Women are offended from old women to young girls, men are ripped out of their guts and processed into ornaments"

"Do that!

Uncle Coolow gives you a face with a surprise look.

No, don't be surprised. Which demon king am I?

"Water conservancy is a good idea to talk to each other as Home Affairs Officers. Imitations that suddenly strike…"

Think a little.

"I don't really imitate things like being attacked."

Your surrounding hissing voice has grown louder.

Uncle Coolow is a traditional aristocrat, but he's not an enemy, like Kenneth dumped him.

Eirich is the most responsible cause of the seal, so he is not on his side either. Is there such a thing as neutrality?

I see a woman behind Uncle Coolow where I'm convinced.

"My wife has returned to her prestigious home. But I can't attend the night club alone...... she is the daughter-in-law of my younger and dead brother. I'm not old enough to ask for a remarriage at 35, but I'm a discernible, well-made woman."

A woman notices my gaze and nods small with the Count.

"If you don't mind, could you put it by your side as a sign of friendship?

Count Coolow is on our side, so we should keep up the good work.

I get down on my knees, take my hand, say a polite greeting, and then hold the widow.

"I've given up being fished by women, but stop holding them aside!

Whoa, it's dangerous. It's dangerous.

If Celia hadn't told me, I would have gotten another bad review.

My sleeve is pulled hard as I try to interact with the widow.

Nonna and Marta were looking at me with a dangerous face.

"This is Lord Hardlett. I'll see you first."

A young man. You look a little younger and a little over twenty than me.

The body shape is skinny muscular, the height is about 185cm, and the cared for redhead is flickering like an asshole.

He looks great and disgusting.

I'm not jealous of a man.

I also respond appropriately to voices that don't even try to hide hostility.

"Apparently so. Which is it?

Pass the widow to Celia as you say.

"Yikes!

"Humph!

Celia's power couldn't lift them all up and they fell to the floor.

Purple is a good idea of its appeal as an older widow.

"You have to know my face?

I told you I'd be the first to know.

Then the man laughed with his nose so that he could hear it, then gave him audio with a voice he could hear all around him.

"The Schmidt Border House is the second son to send a number of ministers to the Royal Palace to make it more prestigious than it was during the kingdom's creation."

You just look at me like a man who's cut off words.

"No, all I know is that you're my second son."

"- disrespectful!

Don't be impotent.

It's good to have a big home, but you couldn't possibly understand it without your own explanation.

"This is Uncle Schmidt, your second son, Viscount Olmud, and Master Rival-Schmidt."

The fallen widow says and Marta nods.

I don't know what to put on and say, "I'm a rival" from the beginning, and that would have been the story.

"Shouldn't a lord, if he became a nobleman, grasp about the lineage of a noble nobleman and put it down?

Can you grasp the second son even though he is suspicious?

"Dear Agil, I'm in your voice!

Rival's complexion changes.

"... I see you're too early to be courteous."

I think you might as well make it this far in the first meeting.

"So voices!

Whoa, why don't you.

Let's change the story.

"I hear this evening is a night club that has gathered the lords of the surrounding area, but the Viscount of the Border of Olivat has a territory around here?

"It's all mixed up! It's a guchug!"

I've been poking around since just now.

It is bad that there are three words in the callout. I sometimes misspell my last name.

Rival answers yelling as he piques his eyebrows.

"With a rich territory to the north, we rarely come to one country like this, but there was a home estate. I am entrusted with its management, until I tried to show only my face to all the nobles in the vicinity."

Got it.

"I see. Come and help your father. That's great."

Rival's face turned bright red from mouth to forehead.

You're an angry guy, though what I say.

Soon there will only be rivals with us around, and the others will be at a distance.

The neo-noble, the traditional noble and the neutral seem reluctant to get involved.

"This is both of you. May I help you?

There's one person interrupting there, this is a man again.

"What are you!?

Rival yells at him with eight hits, but the man politely greets him without fright.

"Cedric-Leavat, he is our man. Was there something wrong?

He is about 185cm tall, the same as Rival, and Cedric is a soldier or has muscles rising on his clothes as well.

She looks pimped to the point of beautiful blonde hair.

"I don't care!

"Hey!? Why does Master Agil bite! This is where they eat better!

Celia stops me and I go home.

I was losing my cool looking at my man to keep standing up. Let's weigh ourselves in.

Cedric and Rival were taken aback for a moment, but stare at each other quickly.

"Oh, there are a number of problems. First this cheap floor!

Rival kicks the floor with his shoes.

"A wooden floor would be natural to use in marble even if you were to hold a night club! Your shoes will be damaged!

"I'm sorry. I don't have enough room to remodel it for many minutes. Forgive me for brushing it up."

I give you my feet in a hurry.

I stepped on dog shit on the road and came straight up, but it wouldn't have any footprints on it.

Further, the rival lifts the dishes and continues.

"Even ordinary people don't use thick glasses like this. The dishes are on the face of the house...... you can see them on thick surface skin!

"This is the best thing we have at home. I'm sorry if I touched you."

Nonna nods yeah.

The dish set, which contains 200 gold coins, will be ready in a few moments.

"It's strange to serve food, too! Why is meat served first when it is the poor minister? Isn't it dirty from the beginning of the meeting!

"Beginning at home, among the new nobles, returning from the battlefield to fill their bellies first, to offer from meat in the sense of -"

Rival said, "What have you learned about the barbaric customs of the new nobility, etc!," he takes the meat from the table and carries it to his mouth as he hears the barking voice.

"Ah, you're grabbing my hand again! At least use a knife and a fork!

I always get mad at Nonna for this.

Honestly, there's no need to listen to Rival.

There is no way a traditional nobleman could have attended a night club hosted by Sir Knight in the first place.

The point is, I'm just here to attribute my parents' power to Buck, and there's nothing more to it than harassing him on the mouth.

The man who says you know that or Cedric is polite and responsive, but not frightened or threatened.

"This is tough. At any rate, our new nobility is rushing from battlefield to battlefield shortly after rest. Forgive me if I become oblivious to manners like traditional aristocrats."

If I thought so, I would have fought back with disgust.

"What does that mean!!

And Rival gets hot and yells.

Aware of the difference in identity or avoiding a frontal collision, but if we did it right, Cedric would win.

Put down Cedric, who no longer argues clearly, and Rival will come back here.

"Angry boy is coming again"

"So you can hear me!

Rival comes to me and pulls his anger in forcefully, he says, laughing with a cramped face.

Actually, Lord Hardlett has a gift for you.

In this flow?

I wouldn't eat it if it was a weird mushroom.

When Rival squeals his jaw, he thinks he's a squire. Again this disgusting knight brings in one girl.

Is it thirteen or four when I was old?

What a tired servant's clothes, and the hair of something that is not dirty is painful on the bosom.

Above all, the expression was threatening, his teeth beeping in fear.

"I heard you liked a lot of women. Give me a daughter of my age. I picked it up on the corner yesterday, beggar daughter, but overnight she was our servant. Is there a problem? No, I think you look great."

This second boy, he says it himself and laughs himself.

My daughter looked at me for what she was blown into and her whole body was rattled and trembling.

If you step forward, the rival knight step forward as well.

You think you're going to be insulted and beaten up, hell no.

If I really hit you in the first place, you wouldn't even be a wall.

I reach for the girl slowly.

The girl's eyelids are so tightly closed that she seems to bleed.

"I got this wonderful woman. Take care of yourself."

That's what I said, hugging my daughter, stroking her head and cheeks, and then whispering gently.

"It's okay now. I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid."

Still continue to tremble to her daughter.

"Come on, do your first job. I want you to make sure there's no hair jumping out of my nose. It would be embarrassing to have two out of the right like a disgusting little boy."

"Pfft."

My daughter squirted and laughed whether she had any idea, so she stepped out or turned her hand around my neck.

When I kiss my cheek, he returns a slight but reluctant kiss.

So Cedric opened his arms lavishly and began to applaud him with sounds that echoed throughout the venue.

Soon the new nobles will follow, and eventually the neutrals will hesitate.

"... Shit!

Rivals and a small number of them found those who applaud, but too many to tread on the community.

I made up my mind.

If you look, both this daughter and the widow entrusted to her by Uncle Coolow are looking at me with a swinging eye.

It will open my crotch even this evening.

But such a good mood also blows away in an instant.

"Whoa, my leg."

"Yikes!

The Rival drank Nonna by pretending to slip her legs.

I can have an amber stain all over my pretentious dress.

"This is a great deal of disrespect... The dress will be reimbursed in gold coins at a later date. How many pieces are there for your wife's price...... excuse me. Shall I price 'your wife's dress'?

"What?

Blood rises on my head.

This guy knows that Nonna must have been bought for money.

Nonna eats her teeth off with a bright red face, gripping her prized dress that has gotten wet and tears.

He drinks up in good shape, even as he leaves it to his anger to pour a glass of booze on him.

But can it be done like this?

"Ah, the vessel!?

I snap a glass of pottery from my maid of service and glide my legs lavishly.

"Oops my legs slipped ah!!

Beat the contents of the glass through the rivals as they scream.

But it wasn't the amber liquor that flew away, but the milky white with colorful grains...

"... potage soup"

The thick soup descends on the face of the rival, aimlessly.

The moment of the hit, the momentum of the pacin 'and the noise.

"Uhhhhhh!!

Rivals hold his face and wander around.

Hot soup, tougher than hot water for thickening.

"I'm sorry. It's a mistake."

I tell you, I'll give you the water, and Rival leans back and wears the water with no shame or outspoken ears.

I thought it was booze. I didn't realize it was hot potage. I didn't realize it was blood on my head.

"All of you! This is for me! The Schmidts! We're out of water!

When I give him the next watermark, Rival takes a desperate bath in spit of evil.

"Do you need ointment?

"I don't want!!

Rival stands up holding down his bright red face.

"If you don't medicate soon, you're gonna get swollen up, okay?

Ignore my advice. Rivals slap their desks.

And I tell him to breathe loudly in and scream.

"Thank you very much for your disrespect! To atone, I invite you to a dinner party hosted by the Schmidts! We will also reimburse you for your dress on the spot, so please come!!

"Mmm, let's go"

I look at this one with a face that says Nonna can't believe it, but I just don't break my sorry look.

Rivals are more frightened the other way for a moment, but immediately have a cramped grin.

"Lord Cedric! Now that I'm in a hurry, if you'll excuse me!

"Take care."

Rivals left in footsteps in an even more intense pursuit of Cedric... and fell.

"This is why we can't have cheap floors!!

After the Rival and its surroundings left, Couscous and a small laugh began to leak from the venue.

"You're a fancy guy, as rumored."

He called out to me about Cedric dropping off Rival with a face he seemed sorry for.

"Mm, you."

I don't hide my enemies. I turn to Cedric and hide the women on my back.

This guy is a man.

A woman may fall in love with a giant root and a man if she sees it weakly.

Even though Giant Roots can't walk in circles, including me, men are cowardly because they can walk in circles with their faces.

I mean, isn't this always the same as a pervert of male root exfoliation as a male?

The fox bites my ear and returns it to me.

"He dared to join in, knowing he'd been invited in a ritual, to disparage our house, to ravage the party... what have you done?

At some point Cedric and our Lord line up in front of us.

He seemed a little philosophical and unconscious.

"As a matter of fact, I am beside the Military Inspector General, so I hear a lot of rumors about Sir Hardlett. With all due respect, I thought it was exaggerated, but no, it seems like you're right."

The Lord leaves graciously because there are other participants' counterparts, and Cedric comes to talk to him extensively.

As a matter of fact, apart from my father, I asked you to go to the military commissioner.

"I guess. Too good a time."

I take the letter out of my pocket.

"Normally two course silver coins, five two-person paradise course silver coins, one three-person heavenly course gold coin...?

Wrong.

Take out the other one.

It's a letter from Eirich.

Simply put, it was like, "Definitely take the invitation from the new nobility to the night club" and "I'll pull it off if I get back". Anything is too blatant because the invitation came shortly after this came.

If Cedric is near Eirich's side, that explains it.

"Honestly, my Leebat family is wood end. It is also with the help of the Military Inspector that the Knight can receive his territory... if I may say so more"

"He wanted to make you a safe place."

Nobles without territory live in the king's capital if they have no special mission.

We'll guard the mansion, but there's a limit to the number of people armed.

It would be Kenneth's enemy if it were near Eirich's side, and there is a risk of the worst assassination.

In that regard, there are no substantial restrictions on the security of one's mansion if one becomes a lord even on a small scale.

If you allow yourself to feel nostalgic, you can surround the mansion with a canopy and protect it disappointingly with heavy infantry.

If it were to raid, it would be a little war, and the difficulty would jump multiple times.

"That's all you have to say."

Cedric laughs like he's lit when I say so.

"We have expectations. We have to do everything we can to answer that."

I step away from Cedric and look far away.

"Though I had no idea Sir Radhalde would choose that path."

Cedric nods too.

"He said His Majesty was expected to fight. Kenneth or the Military Director or one in two...... unfortunately an honest lord cannot be said to prevail in a conspiracy battle. That's why I have to bury it."

"Well... you're the one to bury it"

I stare from the front not to turn my back on Cedric, and he returns his gaze.

"Your Excellency has placed his absolute trust in Lord Hardlett. I chose this place as my home because I wanted to put it next to you."

"I dare you to come next to me..."

I shake my spine once in a while.

"Though it's a narrow territory, neither my father nor I have the experience of a lord. In the future, if there is a problem with governance, please help us."

"I have an interior official who says Adolf. If you talk to him, you can be sure. I'll introduce you later."

Cedric nods.

"I'd like to avoid it if I could, but it could also be a rough thing. If you have a warrior alias, you're not a traditional nobleman or anything like that."

"There's a guy named Leopold. If you talk to him, you can be sure. Let me introduce you."

Cedric nods.

"With all due respect, about socializing. The Hardlett family only hears your wife's reputation. Let's be wise together."

"You're good at my Marta. I'll introduce you there. If I get my hands on it... no, don't worry."

Cedric looks surprised.

"Excuse me, Sir Hardlett, if you can..."

From what I was about to say, the door opened nicely.

"Hi, excuse me."

Cedric's face catches when he hears his voice.

That's the face I didn't show you in my interactions with Rivals.

At the same time, our Lord's father was rigid.

"Let me know if you want to party."

It was at a time when youth and colourful incense were in perfect harmony that emerged with the frank tone, and as a woman she was the most edible looking woman. Besides, it is also remarkable.

She is 160 cm tall, and has lovely hair because of her blonde hair and curls to good condition.

I'm just curious that you're weird.

"Ma, [Marty]! I told you to stay in your room tonight!

Say as the Lord hastened.

"What's that?

"... it's my sister"

Cedric says with his head in his arms when I listen.

I see the same shade of blonde hair with jumping hair and black eyes.

"I'm not terrible just because I want to. Heh heh heh heh heh."

I wonder if the woman called Martley already has booze in her, and the dress is disturbed beyond the scope of disguise in her flimsy footsteps.

"Funya."

She can bump into a hug with someone's entourage-like man.

"Baaah!

As soon as he did, Marty pulled himself down the chest of the dress.

Even from here you can see white breasts, and from your entourage you will see them all the way to the tip of your nipples.

The surroundings twirl, and a voice of contempt rises, especially from the women.

In response to that voice, Martley laughed rather than embarrassed, this time with her hands on the hem.

"Yes, you shouldn't! Such in front of the public!

When the man rushes to take Martley's hand, she squeals sweetly with her head on its chest.

"Then take me to a place where the night breezes." Hayaku. "

How dare Martley start stroking his groin from the top of a man's pants.

I try to stop it and now I get my tongue out and lick the man's face.

The man had no choice but to give a toast to the Lord before taking her out of the venue.

"Nfu, as dark as possible - cousin. I get wet and wet in anticipation."

His father turned down without words.

"That slut... shame in front of you..."

Cedric looks at me uncomfortably.

"Oh, I showed you something ugly. Ugh... are you still angry?

Sure. Can I stay here without anger?

"... if I were to take her"

She showed me her nipples and licked my face and even touched my roots.

Think that far and shake one head.

"That's not just a slut. There seems to be a slightly darker reason."

Cedric peels his eyes off haha.

"... actually"

I control not to say it with my hands.

If I were to ask, I would have to hear it from her own mouth.

"It was just right that the atmosphere of the meeting was disturbed. It would be cruel for everyone to bring it to my attention."

When I give Marta a signal, she goes out in small pieces.

A few minutes later, it was Lucino in a samurai that Marta brought in.

There is a whirlwind that outweighs the noise caused by Martley earlier.

"That's Baroness Escaote!?

"Idiot! I have already been stripped of my title. Just call that name, you rebel!

"Traitor, how could Howlawn's hand be on this occasion!

"Who, take the sword you deposited at the entrance. Slash and throw it away."

I hold a shivering luquino, thwarted by such an angelic curse.

You thought the tremor was cold. The fox moved from me to her neck.

"Well done Lucino. I know it's hard, but leave it to me."

That's what I say. I turn my hand around her hips.

"My clothes got messed up. Can I borrow your dressing room?

The servant nods in confusion and guides us.

"Come on, I'll show you. You ready for this?

Lucino nodded vigorously after closing his eyes and breathing.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 25, winter.

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 Kings of White Capital Madness God Toxic Resistance

Here comes the story now

Nonna (Slightly Happy) Celia (Makeup) Marta (Attaché) Baroness Lucino-Escaote (Exposed)

Luke (worried) Seika (worried) Dings (neighborhood lord) Linuga (love knight) Coolow (neutral lord)

Rival (Face Burn) Cedric (Near Eirich) Martley (Slut) Widow (Love) Girl (Admire)

Family

Carla (Side Room) Mel (Side Room) Melissa (Side Room) Mitty (Side Room) Sally (Samurai) Marul (Samurai) Pipi (Nipple Erection) Maria (Side Room) Katrine (Side Room) Gretel (Side Room) Sofia (Side Room) Rare (Concubine) Kwe (Concubine) Luu (Concubine) Millet (Concubine) Casey (Haunted) Rita (Maid Length) Yogri (Masterpiece) Alice (Concubine)

Marceline Mother (Concubine) Daughter Stephanie First Daughter (Concubine) Bridget Second Daughter (Concubine) Felicie Third Daughter (Concubine) Claudia (Diner) Clara (Attachment) Adela (Mistress) Benel (Coma) Dorothea (For the record)

Subordinates

Leoporto (staff) Tristan (staff) Adolf (hunch) Porte (excuse) Christoph (escort) Yarkov (escort) Secrito (menswear) Nurtia (adventure elf detective) Felteris (adventure elf lingering) Eularen (mother) Ijaris (mother) Iridina (eating and walking) Myra (commander) Luna (bow cavalry commander) Raffaella (parasitic scout) Altair (world crisis) Lamia (seek salvation) Mac (free time) GUIG (suspicious) Sebastian (butler)

Jim Susie Solana

Other

Piris (Stable Period) Busco (Lower Species) Guildless (King Ares) Celestina (Queen Reign) Monica (Mama Samurai)

Outsiders

Neck helmina (in bag) T-99 (home waiting) Porch (large lizard) Brunhilde (king's capital) Lamy (lamia) Arlaune (stock sharing) Mirmi (mermaid) Messerschmitt (sleeping) Nettype Prio lizard (labor pain)

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Total 364000

Rafen 45000 Lintbloom 10000 Richmort (formerly Liberty's) 30000 Zweielphi 300

Army

Personnel Infantry 1,000 Cavalry 500 Guard 30

Soldier-mounted artillery, 30 large artillery, 15 dwarf artillery, 15 field artillery, 7 tanks, 30.

Property Gold Coin-327000 Dwarf Gold Bulk Trace (+5000)

Experience 808

70 children made to give birth +567

Current Location Leebat Mansion