Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

When I leave, Sebastian informs me that there are visitors and I head to the reception room.

"He's here."

Stand aside and laugh nicely, the characteristic of curly blonde hair is the martley-leebat.

She is the sister of Eirich's nearby Cedric-Liebat and a woman who softened up a lot at the last dinner party.

Martley smiles and opens his hands

Suddenly your body moves and hugs her before you think with your head that you're bold with a hug.

At the next moment, my lips are aligned so that Marty's hand grabs my face and jumps.

My tongue cheats in and licks my mouth around without my hair in between.

The body reacted on its own, although it faced acts that could not be satisfied with words such as boldness.

The tongue takes Martley's tongue, the hand turns to her hips and her right leg breaks between her crotches.

"Ooh hon!! Ugh!!

Looking back at the awesome cough, I have Nonna.

"Of course I am! I'm here to confirm my visitors!!

Nonna interrupts between me and Martley as she makes footsteps that don't match Dosdos' weight, bouncing her off with huge tits.

"Good for people's husbands. Well, shame on you!!

All this time I have a minute for the yelling nonna.

It's only natural for me to come here without an appointment and get a thick kiss from my husband in front of my wife.

"Don't say it like any other HR. You didn't hesitate to do butu butu, did you, Agil?"

Celia flanks me.

If a woman kisses me, it's my instinct to take it. Forgive me.

"Is the Leebatt family insulting me! Take it. I'll stand!!

Nonna taps the table with Don and is in tears as she trembles.

That hurt. I've done things I don't usually do.

"Haha, I'm sorry. I kissed you because your husband was a good man."

Hella, Hella. Nonna starts getting really angry at Laughing Martley.

"You don't have to be mucky. Dro, you're drunk."

All I could taste was booze from the kiss.

An empty liquor bottle rolls out of Martley's pocket and the person also slips off the couch to the floor with a cheat.

"That's disrespectful."

All in all, I have to ask what the purpose of the visit is first.

Cedric seems to be Eirich's belly, so if it's any urgent requirement.

"There's a letter... where did it go... definitely between my breasts..."

"That's tough. We need to find it."

"Yes!"

Nonna pokes me in the head when I try to get my hands on Martley's chest.

"This guy doesn't have enough breasts to pinch him in the valley.... There was!

Celia unexpectedly discovers Martley's body and a letter.

"I'll read. Is that good?

"Funya."

Martley can't even reply properly anymore.

Celia looked frightened and then read out the letter.

"Uh, it's put out in the name of Cedric-Leavat. There are a lot of prerequisites, and they say," I'm going to ask you to adjust the schedule with my sister nearby. "

"Adjustments, nothing. He's here."

I fan Martley's leg as Nonna lays on the couch.

"Funya... Cedric came first by himself because of all the noise...... disgusting, no more"

Martley getting up blue.

At some point when I glance, I take Sebastian, the butler who was lying next to me, to wash his hands lightly over his hips and shoulders so he doesn't get tamed.

We laugh in a sigh.

"disrespectful or out of the question, on the contrary, the person in the other house looks pathetic."

and Nonna.

"But you can only act like you're coming from Leebat's house by yourself."

Celia's right, even assuming noble daughters come alone is a big deal.

Whether you took the long haul or the marching squad, you wouldn't have been able to do it with your head off.

"Cedric would be turning bright blue by now and heading this way"

Let's take care of him for a little while until he gets here.

Oh, my God, I've never been far enough to take care of one drunk.

I'll show you around town as I see fit.

"Then I will accompany you"

Nonna comes up with a name.

"I'm not interested in people like that, but I'm definitely determined to get laid if I leave you alone!

I don't know about that.

It was surprisingly Claudia who stopped Nonna.

Change your travel clothes in your own room and continue lifting the muscles of your arms stretching out of the perfect tank top.

"That was the unmarried daughter of the Knight's family, wasn't she? Obviously, he's an understated opponent. It's a little unusual to welcome a couple of them together."

"Ugh."

When Nonna gets clogged, Claudia continues with her arms crossed and her chest muscles highlighted.

"If you guide them by yourself, they won't be rumored to be late for a big year or to the extent that they've been picked and eaten."

"Ugh... Buh!

Nonna's cheeks swell and Claudia also swells her abs.

"I want you two to let me go. I want to make sure of something."

I bow my head because I don't do anything nasty.

"... ok"

Nonna twirls red around the umbrella part of her male root as she pulls down my pants.

I see, now I know instantly if I use a male root.

"Ha, I'm fine"

I rub Nonna's swollen cheeks and drain the air, and when I see it, I also drain Celia's swollen air by time difference.

That's just where Martley came back.

"Phew... that was my mouth earlier. The man's smelled terrible in reflux..."

All right, all right, let's get out of town before Nonna changes her mind.

"Alcohol first - I don't have enough for you anymore."

Enter Andrei's solid boiling pavilion as he escorts the flirtatious and walking Martley.

"Were you back?"

Look at me and Andrei tells me to bluff.

It's not a way of speaking to the lord, but when I drink alcohol in this store, I decide to stay the same.

Drinking alcohol with your head down or lowered is not good.

"Ask him to be appropriately tough"

"I'm a milk-based cocktail."

I say it, and then I ear to Andrei, 'This guy is fine with unlimited milk because he can do it'.

The store stands out for its empty seats only during the day, but still seats those who enjoy beefy food and liquor.

"How's the economy?

"It's not bad to think of it as soon as the war is over. but all I get out is cheap booze. Before the war, there were two or three of them a day. Whether the finest black beast meat also comes out once a week... I guess the nostalgia isn't warm yet"

Reconstruction is progressing, but will it still take time to get back to normal?

Maybe I need another push.

I'm serious. Did Martley notice the liquor was thin in the gap, or he would stick my liquor in his milk. I'm a nasty drunk.

"Hey, is she your daughter?"

Martley is referring to Andrei's wife, Natalie.

It's supposed to be half an hour now, but I don't care what you think, it just looks like it's over ten.

I hear Andrei hasn't been doing well lately because she's got her hands full on the young lady.

"My beloved wife."

"Ugh!?

That's just amazing, Marty, but soon he laughs and embarks on himself with a nigga.

"That physique makes a hole, doesn't it? Are you coming in?"

Andrei is so disappointed that he is not inferior in stature compared to me.

Well, I doubt it.

"My love does not torment my wife and girl"

"Short."

You heard the story. Natalie comes staring at Andrei and Martley.

I didn't miss that moment.

Threaten to float in Martley, give up, close your eyes once hard and then make a niggling look again.

"Ma'am, you're really cute. Why don't you turn me in next time, and the three of us? You can take it or attack it. Come on."

"Fine."

When Natalie refuses, she kisses my arm and leaves.

Martley exhales in relief.

"I got plucked. Comfort ~"

Martley takes my hand and screws it inside his own skirt in a breath.

My fingers touch the damp center in my hot thighs and my colorful voice leaks.

"Don't serve in the store."

"Er... the master doesn't like this either?

Then Martley opens her chest thoughtfully and shows Andrei her breasts.

"Women's bodies and cooking are similar. I just don't have an appetite when I get messed up."

Andrei, who doesn't show upset.

Fine dust is a face that seems uninteresting.

"I brought an onion - ah!

Just then, a girl who seems to have come to deliver vegetables falls majestically in front of the counter.

Even under the cold sky, a short skirt for healthy movement turns up.

"I see it!!!

Andrei screams in a big voice and Natalie flies in the shape of a ghost.

"Is it time to go? There's only one tavern that guides the city."

"Then next time ~"

"Oh, such a slutty deed, God forbid!

"What did you find out about God?! All I see now is your beautiful body!

"I deserve your love for what you lose."

One woman and two men are involved on the stage.

This is stage three of the Rafen Theatre.

The theater also began to perform multiple performances simultaneously due to the increase in the number of actors to hold.

Love and other moist things on the most stage.

In number two, do something brave like war books and adventure plays.

And we're doing an erotic play on number three.

"Wow, wow, there's really two of them in there! Even the play really gets inserted!

Happily Kerakera laughing Martley.

Of course it was herself who wanted number three.

When I say erotic, I don't just show the acts of men and women like a pub at the end of the place.

The story is solid and the actors' performances add to the excitement.

In the meantime, it became a scene where heroin was molested by a middle-aged man in a conspiracy.

'Hehe, he has a good body. Is this mine from today?'

"Oh someone... Somebody help me... this, this..."

A heroine who calls his lover's name in his heart.

But the middle-aged man ruthlessly pushes from behind, and the heroine shakes his body in tears.

"I'm sorry. To wash your hands"

Suddenly Martley stands up with her low voice pressed against her mouth.

She also shakes off her shoulders to see if she will throw up after drinking too much again.

She disappears into the hand wash with a firm foothold.

He is stretching his face and putting tears in his eyes.

It wouldn't just be nausea.

"I got a pretty good idea."

I dare wait for Marty to come back without chasing him.

Coming back, she watched the play Kerakera May Fly as if nothing had happened, but her bright red eyes could not be hidden.

"Where will you go next? Rice or drink?"

"No..."

I'll take her hand and head outside the city walls.

And in the sunset that began to set, he lowered his hips a few minutes away from the gate to open his eyes.

"Ah, is it adultery? Did you come that way? My lords are sketchy after all ~"

Martley makes a nibbly, slutty look while slightly catching his face, tongues out, and drinks up the liquor I offered him all at once.

I hold Martley and fall straight into the grass.

"Why don't you tell me the truth?

"Huh?"

I embraced Marty's body in the grass.

"No one's listening here. Nobody's watching."

"Oh, yes. I don't care if they see me or not, but if you care."

I'm just confused about taking it off, taking it off, Marty.

Is it time to get to the core?

"You're not a slut or a skank. You don't like fucking and guys, do you?

"Huh?"

Martley gets stiff.

Both her kiss and her prank at the solid boiling pavilion were forcefully left to momentum.

It's like a kid swallows a whole bunch of disgusting vegetables with water, even with the help of booze.

"There are rooted sketchy women around me. I'm pretty sketchy myself. That's why I know."

When I hold my shoulder, I get bickly stiff.

If this were Katrine, the opposite would have been the case.

Felteris would have exasperated and gone naked... no, I don't know if I'd go that far.

"Yours is an act. I'm trying to force you to be a slut."

"Chi, chi..."

I was blocked reflexively when I pressed for a kiss.

He notices right away and gives me a thick kiss, but if he's a true liker, he doesn't have a moment now.

"You can't play unless you're drunk velvety with booze in the first place, can you? Or do you want to forget something"

Mistry and appearance the other day.

"Tell me. The reason you play whore."

"... I don't like it"

Clear rejection is a good sign.

Because it means that one piece of skin is missing.

"Then let's do this."

I stick my hand in Marty's skirt and carefully pull out only my underwear.

"I serve you. Talk to me when you feel better."

"What? Why not... Ugh!

Put your mouth on the genitals with Becchi.

I can hold my head down like I refuse, but I can't pull it off.

I feel the same signs as Mistry. I don't think we should leave it like this.

The sensitive beans are intertwined with the tongue to breathe, and the tongue to unravel the perfectly closed genitals because of the cold.

I see. I've used it quite a bit, but it's a burning blade.

Ten years early, such as naming a slut to this extent.

"I won't say anything if I do this. If you want to do it, why don't you just let me in?"

Murtry turns to Puy and the day after tomorrow as he opens his legs.

Hehe, how long can you keep that attitude going by exposing my groin...

An hour later.

"Ugh! No more! See ya!!

The pins and legs stretch and the tide flies.

Hold my head with all your might. Screw your tongue by snuggling your face against your genitals as you push your hands away.

"It's too much!! My stomach will fall apart!!

My legs twist through my bumpy upper body, but I can't even shake me off with a woman's slender arms.

Sucking it on the beans and sucking it hard said, 'Whoa!' And there is a voice that a woman should not speak.

"Ah, ahhh..."

Loss of strength, massive urine overflow.

Is it about time?

"Come on, talk to me"

"Ugh, wait till you stop peeing"

Martley gives up and starts talking when he sprinkles a ton of urine, either because of the booze while covering his face with both hands.

Unlike me and Eirich, the Leebat family originally resided in Gordonia.

He said his status was a knight serving a lord near the king's capital, and honestly, luxury could not be finely dusted, but to an extent he did not starve, he received a loch.

But one day, the lord he was serving caused trouble with his neighbor.

The Reebats were outsiders who didn't know what kind of trouble they were in, but eventually they were pushed to blame for some reason.

I wanted to gauge convergence between the houses on both sides, but Pride couldn't pull it out of the way, and I guess the wooden knights made a bad decision and made it hand-to-hand.

The Leebats suffered a great deal of disgrace, and Martley, who was just about the age at that time, was sent under the other lord in the name of a hostage to avoid causing the next problem.

Of course, a hostage is a precursor to seeking a young daughter.

Being a virgin, she was spectacularly offended, and when her belly swelled, she was ungrateful to return to me when I gave her a break already.

"... I didn't give birth. I couldn't give birth, I couldn't give birth."

"Mmm, you don't have to say any more."

Made his mistress at the right age and nearly broken, Martley decided to assume herself to be a slut.

"I'm not hard because I love etsy. I enjoyed my mistress's life and my kids had no choice. Because she's a slut."

Martley's abuse, supported by booze and presumption, continues now.

"Forget the booze."

By the way, he said the Leebats, who completely lost faith in the lords they served from generation to generation in this matter, consistently sided with Eirich in the coup d 'état that followed.

I remember a traditional nobleman who managed to say Count or something with Martley as his toy.

He is indeed dying of horseback falling in the middle of a territorial tour shortly after the war is over.

I remember talking to Leopold about being a dodgy guy.

It is not irrelevant that this is just the time when my brother Cedric has become a sidekick to Eirich.

"Uh, it's so refreshing to talk to you."

Martley shudders burly because of her soggy lower body as she stretches out in a mild condition.

And take out a small vial from somewhere.

"Tomorrow, the full moon, right? I was going to take this pill and throw myself while I was watching the moon. I was in a hurry because I wanted to see Rafen once before that... I guess that's enough"

The thrown vial rolled down the ground and fell into the drilled hole in the mole.

I thought this would happen.

It was a perfectly dangerous place.

"I've decided to live. Then why don't we finish? If you don't like men, I'm not saying you can't."

Hold her shoulders and give her a polite kiss on the back of her hand before leading her to her groin.

"Shall I do it? Just never stop crawling back on all fours. That's where the virgins are scattered and traumatized."

Speaking of which, you threw up in the theater in that position.

"Then let's make it a more bizarre position, for example -"

"Stand upside down......? Hanging......? Sticky walk......? I've never heard of it."

Hehe, so it's a hundred years early to name a slut.

This place is intensely sexy and you have to turn it into a real sketch.

That's when I heard screams from afar.

"Hurry up, hurry up - it's going to be outrageous to let my sister go alone!!

It is Cedric who drives the horses with great momentum.

I guess he jumped out in a hurry when he realized he didn't have a sister.

"I'll show you around."

"Yes."

Me and Marty get up and throw our wet underwear in the mole hole and start talking like the best we can.

"This is called a city wall. It's made of stone."

"Amazing."

Seems Cedric found us, too.

"Ah, sister! And Lord Hardlett... it was too late..."

"Tell me this is the gate. Open it."

"Awesome -"

I see Cedric in the wind I've always noticed.

"Hey Cedric, isn't it? I'm showing your sister the city now."

"City walls and gates. It's amazing."

Cedric strokes his chest down that he looked surprised but wasn't doomed for now.

"Sorry for the sudden visit - this time..."

Cedric notices a change in her sister just as she greets her model.

"Sister, you're very dear today."

Martley looks at my face chilly and laughs furiously.

There was some dark shadow in Martley, who was playing prodigy but enclosing despair and death.

That's completely gone. If you were my brother, you'd notice.

"Hardlett... I was so relieved when I talked to Master Agil. I think we should stop drinking and fishing for a while."

"Ah, sister!

Martley strokes Cedric's head as he rounds his eyes and clogs his words.

I thought I'd call Celia to fight this is family love.

"Ah, sister...... sister...... haha. Please stroke me more, sister..."

"Yeah?"

Cedric's face being stroked is turning bright red and swinging.

I wonder what it is. You look familiar.

"You too... aren't you on the enemy's side?

I turn back to the mansion for Christ's sake.

Then I stroke my brother's head, and Martley moves to squash his fingers at me.

Apparently, he hasn't lost it.

- Night.

"So, now this is what we're looking at."

The results of the investigation I asked Rebecca for were sent to me at the hands of a little girl.

A cute girl suddenly murmured in a low voice, 'It's an example investigation,' so I was surprised and stroked my ass.

The envelope says no address or anything.

When I cut the seal with a knife, it said 'Berecca', erased with a thick red line and rewritten 'Rebecca'.

Next to it is a painting like an angry face.

Does that mean I won't forgive you if I get the wrong name?

"Was there a guy named Rebecca wrong? Stupid guy, must be retarded"

Laughing with your nose to see what's inside.

"Information certainty b + mistry = incineration after schmidt browsing"

Turn the page and squeal.

"I knew it."

"Information from servants. My brother Rival-Schmidt and I bathed together until we were fourteen, same age. Suspected of love between sisters and brothers, the Mansion is served in the name of giving Viscount Olmud '

"Information from the sender. Clan to clan diseased mistry claustrophy, and deportation to the periphery in the name of healing will be discussed, but Rival-Schmidt is hard against it. That attitude seems to have been sent forward because it was extremely harsh '

"Rivals -"

Throw the paperwork at the desk with a bump.

"I thought you were an asshole just to call, but you do it!

I know you're my sister, but I know you're my sister, but you have a great attitude protecting women.

It's not enough that I couldn't do it until I forcibly turned it into a thing and healed my mind, but it's much better than doing nothing.

You might need to figure out how to hit him.

"Sir Hardlett, the findings have been compiled"

Leoporto comes into the room.

He sees the paperwork I left on my desk and then throws it in the fireplace.

"As you can see, Bereka already looked into the Rival."

"That's convenient."

It was the findings on Cedric and Martley that Leoporto extended.

"Find out who's on your side and what to do"

"On your side? Which would be better"

Don't say twisted things with cloudless eyes.

I look at Leopold's findings.

Cedric had stopped her from attempting suicide several times after Martley was released and returned to her parents' house.

Even then, desperately searching for someone to marry and a place to stay, it all breaks down due to slut rumors.

At the end of the day, it seemed like it was quite a problem to pull into bed on top of it being expensive and even trying to be my own daughter-in-law, and to be haphazardly witnessed there by a maid.

Cedric clearly distanced himself from his sister, and her sister's abuse made her teething less favorable.

"I admit this one has a heart attack, but the stuffing is sweet. If you decide to go, be prepared enough to pull the maid in and get her orgy pregnant too!

"This is going to be a critical phase."

Leoporto says quietly.

I didn't expect you to devour this kind of scandal.

"Sir Hardlett was held by both women, wasn't he?

"One not yet, but soon."

Leoporto nods. That's a little surreal.

"Cedric and Rival...... though it's the Schmidt family behind it to be exact. The need for factions on both sides… we can also say that we have captured their weaknesses, but if we mistreat them, we may turn to both enemies."

Mistry was offended by a savage man and drove his life crazy.

Martley was toyed from the sacrifice of the high nobility's struggle for power.

"Both apply to Sir Hardlett. Cedric in friendship..."

It's impossible, but if I treat Marty badly, expose him or drive him to death, Cedric could ignore the damage and Eirich could be hostile. Needless to say, Rival.

"It's time for temper."

Beat the crotch with the basin.

The door was knocked at the exact same time.

"Wouldn't you like to talk to me?

It's Marty's voice.

I threw all my investigative materials into the fireplace and got up.

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Zweielfi

Even in taverns where noisy nasty voices echo, loud voices overwhelm the surroundings for a moment.

So much so that the pile of meat piled on the table collapses with the vibration of your voice.

"It is. I can't go to Northern Gordonia or the Federation. The Empire of the South is not well again!

"Well, I guess so."

Visitación squeals in a small voice that is out of step with Zaphnes's voice.

"There is no lurking in Goldonia, but a man like me cares about his eyes and lives in detail!

Gido and Bisitación get their hands on the dishes that are put down while depressing Zaphnes, who keeps talking unilaterally. Because there are no towns and villages on the road, and it's been a long time since I've had a decent meal.

"The questioner says there's no place more than this town to get a lot of money for one body! So I'm staying."

The baby cries and the Visitacion stares at Zaphnes, but he doesn't even realize it.

"We're just talking here, right?

"Does this mean the whole tavern? It's ringing."

Gido's stupidity is undone by the hustle and bustle around him and does not reach Zaphnes.

"I'm trying to turn a certain woman into a thing. I was just one step away, but I screwed up. He sold me out for 35 gold coins in the blindfold! She's just a little bit of a habitual woman."

"You can't be sold out and have a pulse."

"How optimistic are you...... wow on the other hand"

When Zaphnes ravishes on the meat, he takes only the tastiest part and throws the rest on the floor.

Then the skinny men flock to the meat.

Zaphnes laughs as he looks at it satisfactorily.

"At first I was treating rats like these guys less well too. But it was when he was drawn like a slave and dived into a cave of new discoveries. Hidden oak and goblins gushing."

"" Heh. "

Zaphnes nods satisfactorily to see how the two react.

"While all the miscellaneous fish adventurers around me were dying, only me and the guy who bought me survived." If you give me 35 gold coins, I'll protect you. "He snorted like a bat of rice!

Once again Zaphnes confirms the reaction of the two.

"This is good."

"Really? It's rotten over here. Take my place."

Continue to snort satisfactorily.

"I stood like the walls of the White Capital and slashed all the goblins, even chopping off the arms of the oak and repelling them. The guy who bought me ended up dead with a flow spear, but he got 35 gold coins from his pocket and an extra reward to say he was clear and free."

"You can't."

Gido's words still don't arrive.

"By the way, did you say Visitacion or something? How long has it been since you had a baby?

"... why?

Zaphnes sits next to Visitación from the face to face.

"If you can use the hole anymore, why don't you be my woman? I'm strong and rich. And that one's good and big. There's nowhere like me to be held!

"That's a terrible way to say it..."

Bisitacion trembles at the chills running on his spine.

"Mmm, whenever you feel like it, but if you make me wait too long, I'll have a bunch of women around and the order won't come around."

Zaphnes unfortunately returns to his seat and laughs again when they have finished eating.

"Well, did the rice taste good? Best rice in this garbage-like town. It can't be delicious. And just because you ate dinner, you owe me."

The two face each other and then hold their heads.

"Find a fort somewhere. There is no doubt that it is a military hub and stockpile of large quantities of weapons in the vicinity from a strategically important location. But the fort is supposedly crushed and buried by a large bug, and the warehouse is also sinking underground. Of course sword spears can be expensive horse gear, crossbows on bows, or even cannons if you do poorly. If we find it, the profits are enormous!

On top of that, and place a beat.

"It's also a big danger because no one's ever been in there. Worm survival, as well as zombie and skeletonized soldiers who were not eaten and crushed to death, is likely. I don't want 20 people instead of 10..."

"" Why don't we recruit?

Zaphnes slaps Gido's shoulder hard and makes him groan, biting him trying to stroke Bisitacion's cheek.

"The three of us would make a lot of money! I'm 50%. You guys are the rest of the mountain split! Come on, give me back my dinner!

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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 King of Baidu Madness God Toxic Resistance (Strong) Counselor (Tentative)

Here comes the story now

Nonna (Surveillance) Rival (Sister Lover) Cedric (Sister Love) Martley (Suspended Self Harm) Mistry (Departure)

Rebecca (Angry) Gido (Female Hate) Bisitación (Wolf with Child) Zaphnes (Charismatic Adventurer)

[]/(n) people/people/people/people/people/people/people/

Total 365000

Rafen 47000 Lintblum 8000

Richmott (formerly Liberty's) 34000 Zweielphi 2700

Army personnel, infantry, 1,000 cavalry, 500 escorts, 30.

Soldier-mounted artillery, 30 large artillery, 15 dwarf artillery, 10 field artillery, 30 tanks.

Property Gold Coin-281,000 Gold Mine Large (12000) Adventurer Reward (-1000)

816 Experienced

71 children made to give birth +567 (+ +)

Current Location Rafen