Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Run a pakapoko horse.

"Hmmm... mmm..."

Celia, riding a horse around me like that, keeps wandering around, peeking into my face if there's a gap.

Usually it's best just to follow, but Schwartz is injured now.

I picked the best horse I could get on, but I don't get as fast as he does.

I left my armor and dual crater behind, but I'm no faster than Celia's horse because of the weight difference.

"Mmm, I've been nibbling for four hours. I don't know where I'm going, even against the map, and it's creepy."

That said Celia approaches clever as she rides and peeks into my groin.

"But it's not a burger... isn't it a women's relationship"

It's a totally female relationship.

But if I come in a bin to a touching reunion, it's too bad, so I'm keeping it down with my mental strength.

That's all I know.

I can see a pile of marutai on the street as I hide the wrapped celia.

Left and right are marshy and difficult to detour.

"Depressing when in a total hurry"

"According to the map, this is a traditional aristocratic baron family territory. There can be no one who is comfortable with Master Agil. Now that we have no escort, we should avoid the rough."

I've come in a straight line to draw the line, so I'm crossing all kinds of guys' territories.

Schwartz would jump over that whole thing or run it through the swamp, but this horse could break my leg. When that happens, the arrival is delayed by two days.

One knight on a horse speaks with half naked men who look like a husband nearby.

"So, knight, are you sure you can retreat all the street barriers?

"Um, my lord, the baron gave me instructions. They say there's no fighting the traitor Hardlett."

Looks like you're talking about me.

"I'll make it a rumor among the civilians. Hardlet... you're the next king."

"Not that a junior knight like me would know... but a usurper who has defeated the king is the beginning of the demise of the new king and other Gordonians. If you hadn't even been ordered to guard your absence, I'd have poked you down with my spear!

"Oh, my dear knight, don't say so much. Rumor has it King Hardlett is an evil outrageous, ruthless, outcast giant root. If it gets in my ear, I'm sorry. Don't be afraid to kiss me."

The knight is snuggling with the woman next to her husband trying to get Marutai out of the way.

He would be the mistress who handcaged the beautiful part of the village, not his wife, out of place.

"I can't believe you're flirting with me by holding back my path. Lower body disrespect.

"Please don't make a pathetic sin because you've become king! And I knew it was a woman relationship!

Left alone, the barrier seems to retreat, but we don't have time to wait for our husbands to do the little one.

"Get out of the way, you guys. The sun would go down if I was doing it with such a hipster!

Jump off the horse and interrupt it among the husbands.

Celia covers her face and looks up at the sky.

"Ah? What the hell are you? Don't interrupt."

"You filthy traveler. Can't you wait for a few hours? I'm with Knight Numorn... um, somewhere in your face"

It's a waste of time, so both husband and knight ignore it and put their hands on Marutai's mountain.

"Noooooo!!

The moment Marutai's mountain swayed and wondered if it had slipped below, he made a noise and rolled down to the swamp.

I'm always more rigid now. This is the power of love, too.

"Heh!?

"Two hundred kilograms a bottle is a stack of twenty trees..."

I scratch my husband apart again, let the knight who is going out of his way, and ride the horse with Pocan and the woman who opens her mouth beside him.

"Good thing you left a message."

One last word to the knight and he runs away.

"I remember seeing it when I was working in Rafen. That's...!"

"Oh, my mistress..."

Seems flattering. Above all.

I don't want to shy away in time from being able to fight a fight here.

"I'm bringing a woman to flow!

Oops.

You can't take a woman with you.

Let's just take the lips, rub the milk, and gently stroke the crotch to release it.

"Ko, is that it? No abuse? Ugh, disappointment."

Let's say the woman wasn't angry or anything.

When I finished the extra effort, I saw the Elg Forest.

"This is a forest where dangerous demons live, so logging and hunting were forbidden, right?"

"That's what it was called."

I don't even need to fix it now.

I abandon my horse and push him into the woods without confusion.

Celia also jumps off Piong and follows him one step behind.

"It's been since I went through in the battle with Triea before. I don't even have a decent map."

"I don't need that."

I haven't been here long but the forest hasn't changed anything.

Jump over the roots of the trees and grab the branches of the great trees to proceed.

"How can you go so crisp when there are no forest roads or landmark terrain?

How dare you follow me because I'm a light Celia, but it looks a little bitter.

I want to slow you down, but I don't listen to you say that your legs and your heart are going fast.

Let's at least fumble and soothe our cheeks in between.

"Ugh, I'm being deluded."

I check the contents of the back I carried, as I recall.

"Finest silk dress and special order pure gold accessories...... ok not broken"

I don't know if it suits her taste because I've never given anything like this, but it's hard to be negative.

"Oh, that's what Nonna was finding and nibbling at. She said it was her birthday or her anniversary."

Unfortunately, no.

Nonna, don't you think all the luxurious products are a gift to yourself?

"And then the crown."

Celia falls over and hits her head on the root.

"Did you bring the crown?!? What are you doing!

You might not believe I don't have this.

"I guess I'll pick some fruit later. Tell me you don't like climbing trees because your clothes are dirty."

Celia thinks with a wrinkle between her eyebrows.

"Mmmm, I'm sure I'm going to see a woman already, but I'm not in this off-limits forest... and Dear Agil, I look as happy and creepy as I've ever seen before... Ha!!

Proceed further as Celia stretches her soft cheeks to heal the heartbreak she said was creepy.

Between the trees, the sight abruptly opens as you scratch apart the draped twat like a curtain.

A small hall in the woods, a small house built with potpounds in its center.

"There's a house here"

……

I can't answer anything to the surprise Celia.

I couldn't move my mouth or my legs in front of the little house.

Exactly the same sight as then.

My eyes and heart were drawn to the sight of no wonder I thought I'd gone home to pick up something I'd forgotten long enough ago.

"Ah."

The only thing that finally leaked was a meaningless sigh.

"Huh."

Leaks a sigh again.

Will it be nearly ten years since I left here?

Various thoughts run through my mind.

Then I feel like it's been almost a hundred years.

Is that enough or a hundred years?

Try to step out with stupid things in mind.

"... stopped moving"

I can't move my legs.

Take a big, deep breath and then manage to step out, but it's like a three-year-old stride.

"Master Agil? What the hell..."

Celia is waving in front of me.

To be honest, I was wondering if Celia should be here too.

Lovely Celia is like a part of me, but I even thought ruthlessly that it might still be foreign on this occasion.

"Huh... Fugafuga... Burdock"

Gushag Celia's hair, then pull her cheeks, and regain her mind with a full set of stroking under her chin.

Cute Celia grew up so far and became a beauty.

Not enough or a hundred years.

I realized when I walked.

Now step out firmly.

A forest square that should be the same as when you left but feels much smaller.

The house gets bigger.

A small but well-maintained house, no different from then.

Only the roof near the entrance is messy in a beautiful house.

That's the part where I broke it down and got it fixed.

My amateur kid fixed it, so I can't help it.

The windows are closed tightly and cannot be seen inside.

This is exactly the same as before.

In front of the house there were stones lined up and vegetable gardens everywhere, but not half of them were planted.

She laughs because she's pretty goofy and I guess she's tired of just building it.

I arrived in front of the door in half an hour I had imagined.

It's a different stride than it was back then.

This door, which I could run and jump into, would also hit my head if I didn't bend my hips slightly now.

Knock on the door with your trembling hands.

It's a house where guests don't come. I thought you'd react right away, but I haven't heard back from you.

"Are you sleeping because the sun is still high?

"Sleep even though the sun is high?

I peek into the window listening to Celia's questionable voice, but naturally I don't see anything because it's made to strictly block the yang.

I knocked on the door again but no response.

"Aren't you away? If there's anybody in this place."

Maybe so.

Lucy hated going out at noon, but it's not like she couldn't.

There's nothing like burning and ashing just because you don't like sunlight.

"Ha, you can't let me do what I want everywhere"

I go around back just in case I laugh.

There is a pond to bathe in.

I'm totally sorry that reunion is a peek, but I'm sure she would forgive me.

Whatever it is, I can go naked and pee too.

But she wasn't even in the pond.

"Hmm, I guess I'll have to wait"

Celia finds something and runs away when she tries to get back in front of the door.

A short distance from home, near the border between the forest and the open square?

"Is this a stone tablet......? No, it's a grave."

I'm off to spare time because I don't have anything in particular to do.

There were no graves when I was there.

Did she bring someone in and suck and kill them?

The flames of jealousy burn that you are so thoughtful as to build a grave.

I can see it beating faster and faster even as I tap a light mouth in my heart.

"It's quite new... rather than done. Because it still looks white after scraping the stone."

I stop my leg going to the grave - I can't get any closer, I turn around and run towards the house.

Now he opens the unlocked door without even knocking and jumps inside.

I was going to stare at a point, but I was left at the edge of my sight - no, I got a freshly made vegetable garden in my eye.

When the door is opened with the momentum of an unbroken door, there is wacky dust indoors.

Open the window and turn on the lights.

Running over to the bed, the duvet folds beautifully and is dusty.

Charcoal solidifies like stone at the bottom of the fireplace.

When I looked at my feet, only my footprints were on the dust piled on the floor.

"Dear Agil, there's something like a cloth on it."

Run holding down the ringing heart.

Celia offers a cloth, surprised by the momentum that storms all over the enemy.

"It was wrapped around my grave... and Dear Agil, it's bright blue! And sweat...... what's wrong with you?

I take the cloth... the shawl and stand in front of the little stone as I flutter.

It's a small, crude grave like handmade by an amateur.

I won't forget this shawl.

She was - something that Lucy loved to use.

It's daytime but absent, a field about to be made, a dusty indoor, and an unrecognizable grave and her shawl.

Everything leads to one. It's connected.

I have no words.

When I realized I was on my knees in front of the grave.

Shawl sways at clap that dropped his knee and plunders his nose tip.

I smelled Lucy clearly.

"You're lying... you're such an idiot"

I cling to a grave that's too small to hold.

My eyes were stained on the ground when I thought they felt hot.

A great deal of tears were shed.

"Dear Eigil... cry... what is wrong with you... what can I do..."

I even want to kick Celia's words out of my ear that really worry me.

I hear a small groan.

If anything, it was my own cry I'd never heard before.

I can't stop crying and whimpering.

My hands snap to the ground.

I didn't know what I was doing at first, but I realize I'm trying to dig up a grave.

"Dear Agil, you can't do that! I don't know what's going on, but not really!

I just tried to shake Celia's hand off and she returns as rational as a bean grain.

I don't care about morality or the outside world. It is not.

If I could dig ahead and see Lucy's dead face, I'd go crazy.

I shook up loud and slapped my hand to the ground.

The impact passes into the woods with earthquake and smoke, with birds flying in unison.

"I didn't make it"

It's a scream of bullets from me to me.

"I wouldn't have made it though!!

It was sweet somewhere in my heart.

Having lived for more than 500 years, Lucy had only lived for ten years and assumed it was natural.

To say that there is nothing such as a guarantee that a man who lives fifty years will live in a year's time.

"Won't you die because you're a vampire? Say stupid! How many vampire deaths I've been watching!!

Die in the sunlight, get your heart pulled out and die, die in silver and die in pieces...

There is as much as vampire death. It was just a little harder to die than a human being.

Conveniently, I thought only Lucy was forever. I was thinking about it.

"I wasted my time. What is ambition? What's so good about it! The purpose of life? Because I was drooling bullshit!! I wish I had killed him and taken the throne the moment I met the king!!

The tomb is new no matter what you look at it.

A year, a month... I can see a week ago if I do poorly.

It was too late while I was soaking in warm water, serving as a lord, being a man's friendship, or being in a woman's mood.

"I didn't make it... I didn't see you..."

Cry like hugging a grave and screaming.

The roar or cry that resonated in the quiet woods didn't matter to me right now.

"Oh dear Eigil... please don't cry... Ugh... hehe!!

Celia also begins to cry when she is followed.

I don't have anything anymore.

Everything I've ever done has been in vain.

Because my last purpose is gone.

"No, there's only one."

That's revenge.

Let whoever took Lucy from me be rewarded.

I don't know who did it.

I don't even know when or what happened.

No matter how much I look into it, I won't be able to find out.

"Then they're in this world. I'll avenge this world for taking Lucy."

I spread my hands against the sky in tears.

I felt a black runoff rise from my feet to the sky.