Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

I'll explain quickly to the frightening faces of Myra and Gretel's home.

"That's why"

"Hino."

Gently so as not to be intimidating.

"So."

"Ahh, no."

Explain what I don't care about and say thank you in the future.

"Please."

"Uh-huh."

I slap one knee.

"Hino, shut up! I don't blame you, and I'm telling you I won't do anything! I'm gonna fucking kill you!!

"Which is it?"

I yelled irritably because I couldn't get on with the conversation.

Rebecca's calm penetration hurts.

I ended up being the feather of calling Gretel and Myra into a paragraph.

The Belts are a servant apprentice... essentially a paragraph except that the woman who tried to offer the hostage and mistress was awkward because of Gretel's familiarity with her face.

"Phew... it's beautiful"

Celia returns with a calm face wiping her hands.

"You're mostly in the bathroom when it's important."

"Become!?

Celia looks at Rebecca and takes a threatening position.

When you're in this state, your noodle hair really stands upside down and you're like a cat.

"Ah, Master Agil, you're ready to stand."

"Whoa, speaking of which,"

I could stand up in anger.

I'm still fluttered and my hips are tight, but don't just stick around.

"Count Monassi, Viscount Bimbo and Baron Gokfin are looking for a look next. I was prepared and dressed."

They didn't see me at all, even though it was territory near me.

I thought I'd have to slaughter them if I was to interfere because I usually have quite a few soldiers.

Though unhappiness is likely to shift and I don't want to come near you, it's funny because we're good looking friends...... I'm glad it didn't happen because they're funny people.

"Even though I don't know much anymore,"

Celia looks complicated even though I didn't mean to say it particularly heavy.

"I'll be in three!

The door opens and three poor people come in.

"... dressed strangely again. I bet you didn't borrow it and buy it."

The three of them kneel before me wearing white monochrome clothes instead of any decorations.

"The three of us. Thank you, Lord Hardlett."

"Same again for His Majesty and Lord Radharde"

"We were therefore drawn in our territory."

"Oh, okay. So what's with all the weird clothes? Why don't we just speak for one more person?

How can you split one conversation between the three of us and talk smoothly?

I can't contain the emotion that makes me want to pinch even dirty words between them and get the guy behind me in trouble.

"Be prepared to be scolded for indecision!

"I didn't hide trying to ride a winning horse!

"Now that I've settled for it, I'm here to get shaken up in a death costume!

Hmm, I owe Eirih and the king a debt of gratitude, so I can't fight either.

But don't you want them to think you tried to follow the winner?

I don't know if I'd say the guidelines are bad.

"I'm ready for good. So..."

Celia turns back and pulls out her slallies and sword.

The three poor people don't keep their spines stretched and slight.

You only have the fucking nerve.

"Three hundred gold coins worth of debt that was nullified after meeting the deadline during the commotion... because if you cage it, you can't take it away. But you know what? There is a law in Goldonia that extends the deadline for taking out debt in the event of a massive disaster or war."

Rebecca says as she licks her fingers and turns the notebook.

The three people began to sweat cold out of sight in the upper-left and upper-right directions.

He's more afraid of debt than Celia's sword.

"I know you didn't pull it from cowardice."

There are few who can be trusted, but almost none other than their own.

These guys are not even competent, but there will be roles left to trust alone.

Now when I open my mouth about what to do, I hear laughter from afar.

And it gets a little bigger.

"Here I come! There he is!!

Be vigilant that Celia is not comparable to earlier.

"What's coming?

Rebecca doesn't seem to understand the situation yet.

"It's a stupid, hot, bitter, commonsense muscle mastery!

"What?"

I think Rebecca saw us for a second.

I'll give you double back when I get on top.

Laughter comes to the front of the throne room.

It even rang in inexplicable footsteps.

"Wait, who is it! The promise is - wow!!

I hear a noise, a guard rolling down the hallway.

"... in the crooks? Shall I call for an escort?"

Says Rebecca as she whistles vigilance.

It stinks, it's hot, it's just like being a crook, but it's King Ares for once.

Big voices echo when the footsteps stop.

"Here we are, Han!!

I give it back with an unbeatable voice.

"I'm sorry, but I seem to be away. Change the day."

"Yep..."

I can hear Rebecca's squeaky voice followed by a lavish laugh.

"Don't lie. There are signs of Han drifting through the door! You can't be away."

"Yep... is that it?"

Celia drops her shoulder.

"Can I come in?

"I have a client now. Wait in the waiting room."

Because there are poor people who alternate between doors and me in a dying outfit.

"I'm coming in, Han!

"... then don't ask"

"In the first place, 30m is normally conversational through a remote door, but how loud is our voice with each other? It sounds all over the royal palace."

"King Guildless...... is it? You want me to keep your meal?

Rebecca says as she looks at my outfit.

I wouldn't call it bedtime clothing, but it's a hairy outfit.

Anyway, it's not a good idea to deal with the king of another country, even informally.

But I waved appropriately without panic.

"It's not necessary. Anyway, he's always set on a cloak and a pair of pants. If you're bad, you might be here naked."

"No, no, no."

You think so.

He doesn't have common sense in the wrong direction.

The door opens and the guildless comes in slightly.

Celia's eyes open, Rebecca skews her face, and my jaw opens so pocan that I wonder if it will fall to the floor.

Guildless plays three poor people and comes to my front.

I will not bow my head or kneel, a greeting on an equal footing as king.

That's good.

I'm not gonna let this guy follow me. Honestly, I'd also like to distance myself a bit.

But the problem is...

The fur of the beast, never seen before in the collar of the deep red cape, is luxuriously wrapped, and the head of the beast with long fangs remains the object.

The reddish brown armor is scratchy and polished to the point of shine, as well as caged hands and shoes that combine scratch and shine… the missing part is just a pride of battle.

I feel the firm will of 'Soldiers and Kings Are One', whose shield I carried is the same as a general Ares soldier but not clueless.

It was definitely a complete outfit.

"We, Ares, respect your country and do not owe you anything. Therefore, there is no talk of coup d 'état. There's only one thing that matters - the new king. How do you relate to us?

Guildless climbs the stairs leading to the throne with Dosdos.

I get up unexpectedly too.

"Do you honor Ares and bond friendship, or do you exchange blades without acknowledging it? King Ares, you've been pronounced magnificent before me!!

The guildless voice that opens its hands and gives you audio sounds vile.

"... Ugh"

Unexpectedly voiced.

My proper clothes against guildless outfits were too poor a minister.

I'm not talking about the glamour and courtesy of appearance.

Guildless capes and armor are packed with Ares' ways.

That's all he came in prepared for.

I intercepted it appropriately as I dressed.

I had no intention of accepting Ares with him.

As it stands, I'm under barometric pressure, and I just have to look down and give a soggy reply.

"Then I'll still be dressed..."

Stop Celia trying to run away.

Then it's too late. Besides, I can't show my readiness in the King's costume that I became yesterday.

I pulled through clothes that were too poor and weak at once compared to guildless.

I'm a testament to the exuberant muscles, wounds, and flesh bitten and scratched by Lucy.

Don't take it the way Ares is. Now I can respond with dignity.

"Wu!?

The center of gravity of the guildless moves slightly back.

I step out with my muscles up and respond with the kind of momentum that pushes him down the stairs.

"Let's unite our friendship with Ares here! Death of the usurper, no honor or honor to swear, but swear as one man!

Guildless drinks with regret to his own body leaning back, then instantly takes off his clothes and leans forward with only his pants. Of course I won't back down.

The chest plates of each other are touching each other without a single finger gap in our looming faces.

"Believe it as Han! Friendship confirmed here!!

Me and Guildless hug each other disappointingly.

So I realized the smell of sweat and the heat and bitterness and went back to sanity.

"Yea smell!!

"Huhaha! If you're playing in a whorehouse, forget the time. I didn't even take a bath, so I came straight in."

This guy's been doing it all night. Wearing fur and armor while he's sweating.

When I asked, it smelled extra. Room needs ventilation and cleaning.

"Well, let's talk a little bit."

Guildless sits horseshit in the front of the throne and puts down a liquor bottle and cup.

"There's enough insanity in the Throne Room to serve liquor right in front of the Throne!

Rebecca peels her eyes, but not the other way around.

"... where did you take the bottle and cup from"

In the royal palace of Goldonia, the champion of the central plains.

Just the two of us began talking between its central thrones.

The first thing to cut out is the guildless.

"Has this happened?"

Instead of the subject, there is not even a noun.

But there's only one thing that means it.

"Oh, here's what happened"

Celia gives me a break in my cup.

"I heard it was a robbery from betrayal"

Rebecca tried to make an exception to the cup offered by Guildless, so I blocked it and poured it.

"You betrayed me. And slaughtered his friends, and slaughtered his companions, and slaughtered the king."

Celia caresses her sly shoulders to comfort me.

"Well, friends and company."

Guildless comes packing a lot of distance.

"Did you cheat? Did you stab him weakly from behind?"

I feel tremendous pressure with a cloak of pants.

"Not behind you. I went straight from the front after I betrayed you. I can't fool him."

Because he proceeded magnificently by arranging soldiers in a straight line from Rafen, and broke through the main gate of the king's capital.

Guildless slaps Basili and his chest plate and nods.

Celia is bored by the sweat that flew in the shock.

"Good then! A stream of enemies, allies, lords and ministers. If you knocked him out of the front like a Han, that's fine."

Shake off the guildless that comes with a hug.

Rebecca's breath gets rough for some reason as she smells intense sweat.

"If you were cheating, would you have attacked me?

I joke and ask.

"Mmm. Poisonous needles. If you used weak means, you're not Han. I would have dug your ass and punished you."

Rough as Rebecca's breath ran at all costs.

I don't want to imagine it, and the hypothetical story would be good enough.

"Did you hear it moved west? You were gonna cover for me?

"I don't."

Guildless denies it in a nutshell.

Rebecca reacted to this.

"We are grasping that thousands of soldiers were heading east through urban state space. A move like this can be an exercise."

"Nun!!

Guildless took off his pants and put things out against Rebecca, who mouths.

"Han said he didn't know once. I don't even know it."

"You end up putting it out...... duh wow!

Celia suddenly turns back.

The guildless suddenly rose, and the thing made a wind-cut noise and passed in front of Celia.

"Oh, it was dangerous! I felt the air from under my chin to my forehead! I'm big for nothing!!

"Be careful! If you hit such a filthy thing on pretty Celia, it's war!

Guildless only picks up pants and shields from undressed scattered clothes.

"Put it all on. You must be dressed."

"Let's go to the whorehouse. Alcohol is good, but there are things we can only talk about on women."

Guildless with her teeth stripped out and laughing.

If you're going to talk to this guy, I'm still not tired of talking to Goblin.

"You're really a guy who doesn't listen to people. Is there a man who walks between the thrones in formal dress and leaves with a pair of pants?"

"Master Agil is also a cloak of pants! I brought my outfit so please wear it!!

"I mean, please don't normally go to the whorehouse with two kings. We'll have a playgirl in the royal palace."

The back entrance between the thrones as I rub my waii...... my face peeks through the entrance for only the king to enter and exit.

"Agil, shut up. There are voices in the royal palace."

It was Lucy who showed her face.

She is awake or has a little bouncing hair, but the beauty is not cloudy with fine dust.

"... beautiful"

Guildless eyes shone.

"Beauty I don't even know her name! I fell in love with him! Three shots. Can't you hope for him?"

Where was the dual crater?

"What?"

Lucy looks at me looking for the sword and laughs niggardly after sharpening her eyes for a moment.

"Hmm. I don't know what to do."

I can't stand knowing you're making fun of me.

Whether it's cowardice or weakness, I'll slash the guildless off your back.

"Look at my Han."

The guildless pulls down the pants he just wore all at once.

"Wow, come on! But it stinks!"

Unlike earlier, Lucy is seriously surprised.

"How about it!"

I rush off my pants, too.

"Aegil is amazing too... hmm you're losing"

Make a sound with the calarity and the dual crater rolls onto the floor.

The excuse that I am pitifully small as a result of yesterday's deed... is disgraceful.

"Then this beauty is good to say it's my thing. No more women's choices."

Guildless approached Lucy by walking with a scarecrow naked and collapsed from her knees to the floor.

Lucy's knee looked like she got moro in her groin, but she wouldn't be dead.

"Oh, my God."

Pelori and Lucy tongue out.

"You got to the limit yesterday. Usually Agil is better… at least the same"

"Don't do anything bad to my heart. If they put you to bed, I'm confident I'll become the Demon King and destroy the world. Men will sink into the sea of blood, women will sink into the sea of seeds."

Lucy puts the fox running over from somewhere on his shoulder and will probably go back to sleep, one stretch.

And I stopped my foot.

"Or does Eigil even like that?

"Like that?

Lucy points to the fallen guildless.

Why is there only one thing so sleazy when he's fallen?

"With other men...... huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu"

"I didn't say no."

Rebecca, don't take notes.

Celia said, "I knew it! '.

You came after Lucy. Even Nonna and the others are stuck.

Though I would say no. And why does Katrine gut pose?

We need to solve the misunderstanding later.

"Your Majesty"

A quiet voice disproportionate to a doozy play.

If you look at it, it was Rosario dressed in black mourning.

I panicked and sat on the throne in my clothes.

The king's mistress, she is still in mourning.

You can't just listen to me naked.

"Would you excuse me for a moment?"

"Oh, there was something I wanted to ask you too"

Rebecca told me that Rosario collapsed at a time when my betrayal was confirmed.

It's too much to happen by chance.

"Was illness true?

Rosario answers instantly, remaining mourned, without even turning the thin veil covering his face.

"I had a pseudo-morbidity"

She runs out of mourning to mourn the former king.

"I wanted you to take the throne more than His Majesty Alexandro did. I did what I had to do."

"Oh, thank you."

It just gets a little cluttered up.

I knew the former king cared about her more than anything else.

I guess that's why they took time for Rosario's pseudopathy even when they found out I betrayed them.

I can't blame the woman, I don't know what the previous king deserved that I couldn't grasp her heart, but I just want her to stay next to me until it's settled. What a complication.

"Mmm."

When I put my arms together, Rosario comes close to Sulu.

"We have heard that we will gather all the nearby lords and herds and inform them of the new policy… on the spot…"

Listen to Rosario.

Yes, she's not just a sweet woman.

I was only bound by the fact that it was best liked by the former king, but I've been aiming for something else.

"... it will depend on your hard work to convince everyone."

"I understand."

I smile bitterly and get rid of Rosario's black vale.

"I'll make you my woman no matter how you fall"

"I understand, Your Grace."

Rosario's smile was plenty of laughter to my mind, not a gleaming, honest one that was directed at the former king.

"Uh, I'm sorry I didn't read the air. There seems to be some disturbing movement around Zweielphi in the south."

When Tristan shows up with his head on, Rosario lets go of his body as if he had even made an instant move, lowering the black veil and leaving quietly.

"Zweielphi? You've assembled disturbed people in disturbing and disturbing places."

"Yeah, that's what this Gotthagota left us and our kingdom in the south. Sounds like there's a problem."

I stretch my back and ring my neck.

"I gathered the cusp, so I know it'll cause some commotion, but that area is close to barren land. Without people, there's no supplies. Even when I stopped eating, I did it. Throw it away and put it down."

"Well yeah, right? I agree, but I just came to tell you because I don't like being held accountable for not telling you later. Even if something unexpected happens now, it's your Majesty's fault."

Don't proclaim yourself a dignified escape of responsibility.

"Well, you'll be fine."

"I think it's gonna be okay."

"It's okay."

Me, Tristan and Celia nod at each other.

I can also hear Iridina laughing from afar.

We will gather the nobles again in a few moments.

Until then, enjoy life with Lucy.

"What, are you late?"

Guildless gets up swooping.

Will Lucy kick me in the groin and wake up already?

I'm also surprised the balls aren't crushed.

"I didn't know a woman would kick me in the balls and fall. Neither has my Han. You have to put your guts back in here without a hundred women."

Guildless doesn't look like he's going home.

Do I have to deal with this guy too?