Sougen no Okite ~Shii Yatsu ga Moteru, Ii Buzoku ni Umarekawatta zo~

After rushing to the kingdom for reinforcements and overwhelming the Imperial Army of the encounter, he did not chase the fleeing Imperial Army, but went straight to the Imperial Army, which was fighting the Royal Army, and sandwiched it with the Royal Army.

The Imperial Army in the form of crushes from front to back collapsed again in an instant because we were rushing against the Imperial Army and at the same time the Royal Army was out.

The five of us, including me, met Kyle and Akai and Yaritsu.

In exchange for two or three words, the Royal Army, as reinforcements to the Second Regiment fighting against the Patriarchate, set out to get food and iron at the Imperial Army position.

The Imperial Army position was where defeated soldiers who lost the battle were gathered to restructure the army.

We attacked it and the Imperial Army fled to scatter without any skill.

This is how we got the remnants of the Imperial Army.

There was a fat man who cried and begged me to save only his life because I would do anything, so he told me about the inside of the empire.

Anything goes west from here, there are three fortifications and further west is a castle fortress called Kicker.

You heard it and you decided it was enough. We took the sword, armor, clothes, everything from the man and threw it into the woods just before sundown.

Godle said. "I didn't take my life," he said.

Discussions on the way forward began.

Food, iron, and gold were sufficient in the midst of this seized formation, but there was one that had not been taken. It's a woman.

There are few, but there are women soldiers and knights in both the Royal Army and the Church Army. But the Empire is just like the meadows and women don't fight.

The man told me there were a few women and whores in the fort to cook the soldiers' meals.

He was also traveling to this formation because he fled to the fort early.

Then it was quick to come to the conclusion that we should drop the fort and get a woman.

I'll use this formation to rest tonight and start the march tomorrow.

The wind carried the rubbing sound of metal from outside the formation as the sun was setting and walking within the formation.

The grassland weapons are iron, but few guys wear metal armor.

I thought it might be the enemy. I approached him.

The magic of the wind gave me a complete grasp of the position.

I can take a bow and put an arrow in my hand and put magic into the arrow.

Bad street of magic because it's an imperial mass product, not Wolge's. But I won't take it off at this distance.

Maybe he's an asshole wearing enemy armor. Let's just warn them for once.

"Don't move, stop"

At the same time I said that, I unleashed an arrow on his face sleuth.

The wind tells us that the arrow hit a tree directly next to him.

I approached him to see the face of the unidentified man who sat on the spot.

He sat on the spot wearing metal armor.

The face is not of the meadows, but of the south, such as empires and kingdoms.

I pulled out my sword after confirming it was my enemy.

He's only in his mid-teens or so, but he's an enemy, so he has to kill him.

As I approached him with my sword in my right hand, I moved my body, shivering my hips, and began to dress as a surrender.

Killing a surrendering opponent is not very good either in the meadows or in the south.

Well, even if I kill this guy, I don't have anything to say to anyone...

If you're only telling me to save my life, well, okay.

That's why I untied my hip and tied it to his arm.

I waited for him to calm down and then let him stand up and he was dampening his groin area beautifully.

Oh, you leaked it, but I didn't say anything.

Temsy noticed me when I took him to a place where the former Imperial Longa people were gathering.

"Hmm? Who is that?

Temsy looked at the guy behind me and asked.

"Hmm? I was hiding something, so I tried to kill him, and I surrendered, and I captured him."

Saying so, Temsy began to see the matter as giddy.

"Really, hmm, it looks pretty good, so would you even make it a shame child (Chiji)?

When plundered, if there are few women plundered, women are naturally prioritized by warriors and fighters. But even slaves have lust. That's when an enemy man uses someone who looks like a woman. I call him Shame Child.

Apparently, they captured a few guys who were the lowest surnames of the great ones who led this army.

Longa also got one shame child, but she doesn't have a hobby for OOO (aah!) with a man.

They didn't even have temsies. I gave them to the guy who was really chopped up.

"Nothing. That's fine, dude."

I called a slave who was nearby.

"Would you like to call me?

Slaves kept asking.

"Change this guy's clothes, and if anyone wants a shame child, give it to me"

"Okay."

When the slave received the string from me, he tied it to the pillar.

I stood and discussed the details of tomorrow like a public discourse.

The slave went inside Pao for the equipment collection and brought his clothes.

clothes beside the slave. Now he stored water in the vessel and wet the cloth.

Shaolan watched it without moving.

Shaolan was removed from his armor and his trousers were momentously lowered.

The slave was surprised by what was (wasn't) under his pants and ran Shaolan straight to where they had been.

I'm done talking to Temsy. I thought it was time for me to go to bed. That's when the slave who gave me the guy I just caught ran.

"Dear Jumka Warrior, Chieftain,"

Me and Temsy looked back at the slave.

"What's up?

"Well, he just gave it to me, but it wasn't there."

"Wasn't there?

"Oh, no, it wasn't. It was a woman."

Hmm, really... Huh?

"Oh, no, was that the woman, that one? But an Imperial woman should have thin feet like a stick."

"Aren't some of them not? Let's just go."

Temsy told me to go there, too.

There were several Longa warriors gathered there.

Their gaze was focused on the stripped groin part of the guy I caught and they were swelling their own groin part themselves.

Are you ashamed of the guy I caught? I'm limping with Mozimozi.

I know you want to hide it, but your hands are tied and bracketed in columns.

Bright red in the face, seeping tears and desperately enduring shame.

Potatoes and sweat fall at your feet and a pond is formed.

"Hey, you guys, that's the woman I caught. Just scattered."

He was strongly reacting to the part called the woman I caught. Maybe you know what the meadow says?

Too bad everyone scattered when I said that.

I rolled up his jacket.

The chest area was wrapped with a tight cloth and the chest was pushed in painfully.

He raised his voice and said something. That's what I'm doing.

In the meantime, take off all your clothes and put on the clothes for the woman you caught.

This is a substitute that I don't know if it can be called clothing, with knots under both hands in holed clothing that goes through my head with something to put on naked.

In the meantime, I pulled the strings and brought them to my Pao.

I sat across the street tying a string to Pao's pillar section.

I brought her here. She's freaking out and shivering as she looks at me.

"Do you know what the meadow says?

"Yes, my uncle can teach me."

"Right, what's your name?

It's Shaolan.

Shaolan? No way......

"Maybe you know the name Shaomin of the Empire General?

"There is only one person named Shaomin in the General of the Empire, but the Shaomin I know is the General of the Empire and my uncle"

Ha, right, some kind of Shaolan in front of you? What's wrong with a girl like that?

In the meadow Shaomin may say hatred that killed his father or brother. Unfortunately, it would be about me and Temuzi who know the name and existence of Shaomin in the meadows. No, so does Lucci, who's reading a book made by Noel and Noel that the general taught me then Shaomin.

No, maybe there's a guy in Yaritsu, Lorens, or some friendly stationed martial officer from another tribe telling me Shaomin's name.

I think it was Shaomin who killed my father and brother. So I have no resentment whatsoever for a girl named Shaolan in front of me.

But what would happen if Shaolan were known as the niece of a meadow hater......

It will be so much humiliated and degraded that death will no longer be salvation.

Maybe you don't get it?

Look at Ji and Shaolan's face.

The face of a beautiful southern country.

Why did you think such a pretty girl was a man?

The base of a leg that flickers and hides in your chest that lifts your clothes if you lower your gaze. My legs seem soft when I touch them thick.

You look like you're holding your chest up with both arms because your hands are tied together in front of you.

The chest raised against both arms is colorful.

Oh, come on. Why are you thinking this?

I would have decided the next morning that drunkenness in the meantime took away the virgin of a child of sexual slavery.

Getting laid with a girl comes after proper consent. Naturally.

The child brought here in a territorial dispute is, in a way, the source of consent. Yeah, that's right. Everyone should be thinking of me so far.

You've gone to a strange place. Eh, this child is the niece of Shaomin, a meadow hater.

If this happens, it will probably be terrible.

And I don't want such a pretty girl to fit so badly that I can't even see her. My uncle's sins are not those of my niece.

"Hey."

"Yes, sir"

Shaolan trembled in surprise at my voice.

"So you're saying that Shaoran is Shaomin's niece, the meadow hater?

In one of my words, Shaolan understood what he had said and shook up even more.

I approached Shaolan and held my head.

"Ah, yes, yes"

"Lucky for you, I'm sure Shaomin is thinking of sacrificing his neck to Spiritual Mountain, but you have nothing to complain about"

Shaolan turned his gaze and listened to me.

"If you want to live long enough, don't tell me you're Shaomin's niece. You should delude me that your name was similar."

"Hia, hia"

He snorted his face in tears at my power and nodded again and again. Is that it? I played it a little scary, but was it that scary?

Well, no, let's go to sleep now.

That's why I untied the strings tied to the pillars and let Shaolan fall asleep.

With his hands on his back, he put them back on the pillar and furried them that it would be cold on the boulder.

I wrapped myself in my fur and tried to sleep.

Shaolan sleeps with his legs wide open if he turns to Shaolan somehow.

From this angle, I can see the cracks and thighs of Shaolan.

Since that day, I've been sleeping more stuffy than usual.