Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"I resent you... oh, I resent you... I do"

Those possessed by Frantica... who sit on the floor and leak grudges.

They are women who died in a conspiracy in the history of the long rear palace, surrounded by sight strife and the king's love.

It would be a powerful clue to knowing the tricks hidden in the rear palace if we could listen.

It is, however, a rather strong resentment that remains in the world after so many years. I guess I've had a terrible and painful way of dying, to deserve it. I just don't think you're gonna listen to me too much when I talk to you.

"And isn't the way you talk different than when I'm the only one?

"Oh I don't know. I can't remember anything. Mouthless. Mouthful."

The spirits are covering their faces with both hands and spinning words of resentment, but before calling the man, his neck would have spinning around, his eyes opening left and right, and his tongue stretched out like a lamia. The way you spoke would have been more of a word.

Sometimes I just laughed a little bit at the spirits who opened their fingers covering their faces and checked the faces of their male counterparts and cried out again.

I couldn't help it if it was a complete mass of resentment, but if you have the intellect to be aware of a man, it seems like you can handle it.

"You, get closer and peek into your face."

I order you to point one finger at me. He's a disappointed, knightly man playing Kingsguard.

I unconsciously get a tight tone on my male counterpart, but I can't help it. You are forgiven for being a king.

"But Your Majesty. Her condition was unusual, and she was possessed by evil spirits..."

"Are you afraid of evil spirits? Better than me?

The man tries to roll and holds Frantica's shoulder.

These guys don't have to look sweet because they usually eat women and have good thoughts depending on their allowances.

"Gu...... ah...... chivalrous...... refreshing male...... ohhhhh"

Frantica's mouth opens and a few pocon and black moya pop up.

"Whew!"

If I jump out, I can pull the knight's hips on Moya, who's starting to wrap around me.

Frantica's head trembles small and her voice changes. Looks like another guy came out on the table.

"Don't be fooled. Don't be fooled! I don't believe in knights! A concubine deceived by the Knight of the Royal Palace and died unemployed cannot be deceived!

"All right, you're next."

It was the new bureaucrat who pushed it out with or without it.

He's inferior in stature because he sees it compared to a knight, and has a sad look at whether he's ever had a demon before.

"Odd... introverted male... very threatening look... ohhh"

Pocon and a few moya pop up again.

"Hmm! Just a shady thing to say to His Majesty, such as bureaucrats - a gardener of a system who tends to shy away, but actually succeeds! Oops!"

A colorful knight in a refreshing mask, a serious but weak civilian, a young servant who would pretend reluctantly to be after a woman, a fine dandy-style colorful middle-aged merchant with a mustache, a thin artist with a line who doesn't know if she's a man or a woman...... every time I change the type of man, a pocon pops up.

And you've come with a lot of resentment for years. That's pretty light, these guys.

The flying Moya goes around as it is, without getting scattered, and occasionally sticks around.

My male counterparts scream pitifully every time...... hehe good face man liver and such.

Now, if this is all that's left, there won't be much left.

"The concubine's grudge is deeper than any valley. I will never let you go until I possess and kill this body. Unless even a muscular man comes out like a mountain."

I quietly lay my hands on my jacket.

But I was slightly late.

"Then look at my flesh, Ares man's flesh!!

It was the guildless who bounced off the men who lived side by side and made Jen royalty.

Besides, instead of taking off his jacket, he was naked from the beginning. There's not even any sign of you taking off your clothes.

"You pervert, where did you sneak in from?"

The Back Palace is inherently forbidden for men.

This time it can't be special, and no matter how necessary, to bring in such a sexual beast.

"True Han can't be sneaky. It's just a grand way in from the front! Hahahaha!!

A naked pervert who puts his hand on his hip and laughs loudly.

A woman possessed by her back, evil spirits dancing around her and other ugly things in her groin unwittingly rocking like a pendulum.

It's still tough with a hug of shoulders in the middle of the room and trembling.

"I don't need you anyway. My muscles are on time."

I grabbed the guildless hips and tried to throw them straight out the window... not moving a single piece of paper.

"Ha ha! Did you think you could move me with half that power!!

Something made a cock noise in my head.

This hot, bitter muscle mastery is all that's extra, even though this one has things to do.

I don't say throw it out anymore.

Hit him in the window frame and he can put all his strength into it.

"Wet rigidity! That's it, Han! Let's compare forces!!

Guildless jumps with his own legs floating and falls back opposite me.

"Izayuka!

"Come on!"

The big figure of the guildress comes in at a lightning-like rate.

I'll drop my hips and take that assault too - no, I'll be bounced off if I take it or something.

This one also returns to him as much as he can, and only when he clashes does he seem to have taken it.

The blunt sound and low groans of the flesh hitting.

"Whoa!!

"Huh!!

I don't move a step with my hands around each other's hips.

I'm not out of power. Rather, it is with force to the limit that we do not move.

"Heh, Your Majesty and Mutual -!?"

"What a battle! They're just combing. It's like they're going to explode now!

"The air in the room is changing too...... the temperature keeps rising!

I can't even afford to be distracted by the amazing voices of my men.

The raised muscles cross the limit and the joints snap.

Sweat erupts from all over your body in just a few seconds compared to the force that would crush you more if you pulled out even a moment of power.

(Can't even get close to the muscle clash concubines)

(If I get my intense raw breath out, I get caught up and become a Buddha!

I can't afford to hear or observe the whispers of the Moyas.

My leg slipped back as I slipped.

"You're lying."

Slipping back in also slips again.

Instead of handing it down, it goes back even though it puts forces beyond its limits.

Are you losing strength?

Eat up your teeth and watch Guildless.

I thought you were having an angry grin, but that look is stained with anger.

"Don't be proud!

The combination is solved by an unexpected head poke.

"You cloud the battles between Han and Han by hand!!

I don't know what you're talking about.

At least I'm not going to do any dust.

"Something that can bind flesh with such shackles and make a true battle."

It's my jacket he points at.

"I was losing sight of this. I didn't mean to. Forgive me."

I take off my jacket, which was about to be torn by my inflated muscles.

And when you step big enough to be sure, your pants tear off, too, that you can no longer stand swollen muscles.

"Then it's rematch."

At the same time as the words, now you storm from me.

"Friends again!!

Gildress also responds by assault rather than taking it again.

The offense changes and the flesh hits harder than earlier.

Each other's splashy sweats are fogged away by the impact of the clash and disappear.

"Fungu!

Tilt the center of gravity while the guildless grabbed his hips.

He wants to throw me away.

"I don't know."

I also stand on my leaning side of the foot.

Hands and feet, as well as all the muscles of the neck, chest and abdomen, are harshly used to support the body.

If any one of them is powerless, I can throw them away at that moment.

I can see that the muscles consume nourishment with tremendous momentum as the blood sweeps through the entire body.

Instead of flowing, the sweat evaporates and becomes fog.

"How powerful. Rather than power, it's an exchange that's no less than killing each other!

"Look at that uplifting muscle. I feel sorry for myself for my weakness."

(If we don't get a little closer, we won't be able to go back because of the smell like raw chunks)

But my body's on its own. I don't have a body anymore, but my soul's closer.

We fight listening to the dead and the living whining.

Speaking of which, I don't know why you're fighting, but I can't afford to use my brain right now.

At the next moment, Guildless came with a strong throw along with a hanging of rips.

"Taken!

"Not yet."

I get thrown, but I don't let go of my guildless arm, halfway around his throw and back.

"That's settled."

I hug him from behind to his hips and throw him backwards, turning from body to body.

This is how guildless I am and how I have to fall from my brain to the floor.

That's what I thought.

"Han won't put his head on the ground!!

How dare Guildless reach out and endure as if upside down while being thrown?

It's a bummer.

When this happens, it's hard for me to maintain a reversed posture from the waist.

I throw my hips and spines, and the guy thrown bears his chest and arm muscles to the limit.

"" Whoa!!

The roaring screams are not for temper or intimidation.

It's just that your flesh is erupting as a by-product of transcending limits of power.

"We're peeling each other's white eyes. Are you all right?"

"I don't know which way we can go. It's not a fight. Just watch."

(If I die like this, I'm going to be able to draw you in?

(on the other hand, it's going to be sucked in and assimilated)

I noticed Frantica's flesh beneath us.

He got involved in a riot.

Our sweat and oil pour all over her body.

"Ku, stink...... man stink...... already... limit"

As soon as I did, I wouldn't look into it with my mouth, but a large amount of Moya erupted from inside my skirt and my flesh freaked out and cramped.

"Yeah...... what the hell am I...... yeah, evil spirits in my body...... yahhhhhh!!

There's no reason why Frantica yelled back at me.

Anyway, as soon as I woke up, we were bridging over my head, and there was a lot of sweat and oil pouring down my body, including my face.

We're gonna re-compartmentalize.

"My goodness."

We let go of our bodies and stare at each other from the front again.

I'll explain later to Frantica, who keeps screaming without being able to read the situation.

We're draining too much of each other's health.

I can't fight for long with my tormented muscles.

Next will be the last combination.

Everyone but Frantica is paying attention to our breath as she wipes the oil of a man stuck to his face.

Moya and the others don't exactly line up at regular intervals to make it slight.

"" No. ""

Three-degree advance from the front.

Now we hit each other in the head with no offense or defense.

The hard sound of cranials bumping into each other followed by the dull sound of meat bumping into each other. And the damp sound of arms tangling into each other's skin.

I don't know the purpose of the battle anymore.

I don't care if it had a purpose from the start.

Same as mobilizing and fighting everything in the country as a king.

Mobilize all your flesh just to outsmart the person in front of you.

Dozens of seconds, minutes - no fine dust moving against each other.

It may seem as if we're just holding each other disgusting.

But if you get close, you'll see that the muscles that thrive and tremble, the sweat that flows, and the noise of the floors are gluing against each other with horrible force.

And we fell to the floor in the same position.

It drained everything in the body, and the muscles were unable to move at their operational limits.

"It's a draw."

"Right."

We get up like old people.

But Guildless points at me and shakes his head.

"For every little shackle I put on you, I lose."

What he pointed at was the lingerie left on my hips.

"I see. But it's a battle, including that. I don't think I won. Next time, I'll put you down perfectly."

I don't even know why I think it's a premise to take my pants off, but the wear and tear is too intense to afford to think about it.

"My goodness. I'll work out while you rot your ass on the throne, too. Next time, I'm gonna slap you down and get a woman."

Guildless laughs niggardly and leaves the room.

My tiredness has recovered and my thinking has returned just a little bit, but what is he really doing here?

He came in naked, worked with me, and he left.

I hear voices from the hallway.

Is that Catherine and Antonio?

"Or Mother, please stop! Give up a hundred steps at night..."

"Oh, forgive my slutty mother. But I can't stand it without His Majesty anymore... and the smell of a man has been pumping all over the rear palace since just now."

And a few seconds blank.

"Oh boy, you're not suspicious. He tells me how to get out. Why don't you let me hold you, beautiful woman?

"Bender!! You pervert!!

"Hey naked super macho! Wow, are you going to seduce me! Don't come!!

Now where was the dual crater?

"Die, bender."

I hear basili and meat pounding.

When I opened the door, Antonio was turning and kicking into the guildless tibia.

The kicked guildress has a full grin for some reason.

"Courage to protect my mother. Good! Good judgment for blind spots! But even toddlers are too weak!! If that body had meat protection...... nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Beautiful girl, next time we get lucky, we'll ask her out again!

Guildless pays a tribute to Catherine before taking on Antonio.

Antonio takes it out of his nose to the dark vessel and resists, but it doesn't work in front of the wall of meat.

"You're going to work out with me! Don't worry, I'll make you a man in public!

Pocan Katrine, and Rose, who was following me a little late, squeals bossly.

"Antonio, are you going to be digging?

No, you'll just train.

Well, I'm a man. It's good enough for me to work out a little unusual.

Back indoors because it doesn't seem to be a crisis for now.

"Well, there's something I need to ask you."

Talk to the Moyas who are still alongside Kitin.

"I'm not just going to ask you to listen to your wishes unilaterally. I want to save you, too, who have become unhappy and evil spirits. So let's talk, let's hear my wish, let's hear your grudges, your untrained."

(((Yes)))

The frenzied evil spirits have become quite honest.

Speaking of grudges is about Frantica, who can't take the sweat and oil out of her body.