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

Kicker Castle Fort stood in front of him.

The walls are high, and a huge water dig surrounds the castle fort by taking water from the lake to the north. They also have water passing through the castle fort.

To the south the forest stretches and the road stretches east-west and south-east.

I hear the kingdom has dropped three fortifications twice so far.

But the last Kicker Castle Fort is undropped and retreating.

Water digging is deep and wide.

There are castle gates to the east, south and west, but you can't cross the water moat without a bouncing bridge down.

I wouldn't stick it to the castle gate to blow the door off even if I tried to use the fire box, and even if I did, the bounce bridge would break with me.

This is good luck.

This fort will fall for the first time with massive ladders and troops, siege weapons. That's a lot of sacrifice, too.

I think it would be better if we ended up here this time.

I decided to gather all the Chiefs for a meeting.

All the chiefs are gathered and seated.

I guess everyone saw Kicker Castle Fort and decided there was nothing they could do about it.

"I don't think this is going to work for boulders"

Everyone snorts uniformly at Sibal's remarks.

Then we can retreat here.

Nobody even raises an objection to a word of Gordo.

"So when are we going to retreat?"

"Then why don't you just do it now? It wouldn't make sense to stay here long."

Gordle responded instantly to Temsy's opinion.

"No, that fork says there's a convoy coming nine or ten days from this southeastern road carrying tons of food supplies. Then why don't you wait and take it away from me?

"Oh, you were a fork... That's what that traitor scumbag was like, well, then I have no objection."

"Me, too."

"Me, too."

"Me too."

"Right."

One after the other, the chiefs give a positive opinion.

The Chiefs set their sights on me.

Well, if it's the result of their discussion, we'll follow it. There seems to be no particular problem.

"All right, then, let's go with that plan"

Thus the Council of Chiefs was successfully concluded.

We laid a formation southeast of Kicker Castle Fort.

He took care of today's horses, his daily workouts and his mausoleum insults to the women as he sidelined the imperial wreckers who gathered one after the other around the water moat. Of course, if there's a woman among the mutilators, we'll go grab her.

As I lay down Fort Kicker Castle, I go into my own simple pao.

Kicker Castle Fort doesn't keep the bouncing bridge up slightly.

You think if we pull down the jump bridge and open the gate, we'll come into an avalanche.

I can hear you begging for something from the outside. Maybe, let me in. No, open it. I think it's something.

I told my usual slaves to prepare water and cloth.

Follow Shaolan as usual and take off his clothes and hang him.

I feel my defenseless breasts swinging and inviting me.

How about this, this is an act of washing your body, of washing your body.

I shook my head and shook off my evil thoughts and waited for my slave.

I saw signs at the entrance, so I went and I was already ready.

"Master Warrior, go ahead"

A slave gave me a knife.

"Hmm? What's this?

"I always wanted this when my mustache was about that, so I prepared it."

That's what they said and rubbed my jaw. My mustache does grow to a good feel.

Oh, I remember, only when you hugged Roche's daughter, you rubbed my jaw with your hand and you looked like the end of the world and you cried out, "Hey, hey, hey," ah! I was getting a little sad when I remembered. Soon after that, Roche and Lucci would have flown in and thundered my daughter.

Since then, I have decided to shave my beard regularly.

But I'm not showing it to anyone right now, and what do I do...

In the meantime, I went inside with a knife to decide whether to shave my beard.

Shaolan shakes his head right after he sees it with his snug eyes of the water and cloth I have and goes back to his serious face.

Squeeze gently and wash in the order of face, arms, hips, feet, buttocks, cracks and chest.

Shaolan answers my hand movements with a troubled voice.

No. This is not a nasty thing. Yeah, that's right.

With that in mind, he was stimulating his nipples over the cloth to make Shaolan speak up.

The current state feels like I'm turning behind Shaolan, holding my hand around my chest from behind.

I feel a slight tingling in my arm.

I don't have to look. It feels like armpit hair.

If you look at Pao for the woman you caught, they say the Imperial woman won't shave here.

The lady in the meadow would feel like it suits her husband's or her husband's taste when it comes to it.

I don't have that kind of detention.

Speaking of which, not long ago, I saw Elena and Ellen treating each other's armpits and hair around their groins with their mother and daughter.

They don't let anything show waste of hair from the clothes of Megna dancers.

When I did hold the two of them, my armpits were completely shaved and my groin area was neatly groined.

"Mother, it's over."

Tell them that Ellen has finished shaving Elena's armpit.

Elena lowered her left arm, which was up.

"Ellen, raise your hands for a second."

When I said that to Ellen for the record, Ellen raised her hands without saying anything.

Ellen's armpit was a beautiful armpit with no hairs whatsoever.

"This is really colorful."

I only said that on the spot for one word.

Every slave wife has shaved her armpit hair since the next day.

Hmm, that's kind of uncomfortable because I've been used to seeing it completely shaved ever since...

I wiped it as I lifted the lower part of Shaolan's left chest thinking so.

There's just a knife too. I said not to detain him at first, but no, maybe I prefer no armpits. All right, let's shave.

Release the shaolan and attach the cloth to the water.

Shaolan's breath is rough and his body lit bright red.

I let my face swing, but I still look at this one like it's not enough.

I grind my knife with boring metal magic.

Shaolan was shuddering and shrinking as I approached him with a knife, apparently afraid of that.

"Don't move."

Shaolan snorted in my words.

I want gels and creams but I can't help it.

Press a well wet cloth to dampen Shaolan's armpit.

It would be better than not doing it.

Remove the cloth, carefully, and slowly apply the knife to avoid damaging Shaolan's skin.

"Mmm."

The moment the knife hit him, Shaolan shook up with a colorful voice.

Of course I removed the knife immediately so Shaolan's skin is not damaged at all. Naturally.

"Don't move because it's dangerous."

"Yes."

Shaolan replied with a constant voice.

The next time I put a small knife against my armpit, I just spoke out and Shaolan didn't move.

Make sure of that. I moved my knife and shaved Shaolan's armpit.

Slowly shave Shaolan's armpit slightly.

The hair on the knife peels off with the magic of the wind and the magic of metal.

Take a breather after shaving the first left armpit.

And then he took a big deep breath, and now he put a knife on his right armpit and shaved Shaolan's armpit.

Both sides finish shaving and look at Shaolan.

Shaolan was turning his face brighter red than he had just done for some reason.

"Um, is that your hobby, Mr. Jumka?

No, yeah. Probably (preferably without armpits).

I didn't say anything, but I nodded like Shaolan was convinced.

"Really? Then I'm convinced I won't be offended."

"Hmm? What do you mean?

"Because Mr. Jumka is such a toddler hobby that he still doesn't grow up, right?

Huh? What? That, no, there isn't. For once Zoo waited until he grew up properly, and no.

"No, you're not."

"Because mine"

"Wait, how is shaving side hair treated in the Empire?

"Huh? Oh, well, wasn't this the same as the meadow and the empire, which meant a child before the first period when the empire didn't yet grow up, and someone who liked it would do this to their woman."

Oh, something, looks like there was a cultural difference.

"Well, I'm normal, because it's just a promise not to attack you, well, don't move."

That said, I knelt down and gazed at the groin area of Shaolan.

I wiped it with water, so it moved slightly wet and tingly.

Hair is covering the crack because it has never been taken care of.

Let the cloth fix the wet hair again.

I can see Shaolan's feet trembling pixiously.

Gently stroke to shave the hair here.

It feels like raw Shaolan's skin, not over the cloth.

The feeling of a puny crack kind of murmured the back of my body, between them.

Put the knife down. I gently opened Shaolan's crack.

I hadn't welcomed a man once. He shot me straight through the smell of a woman from her pretty colored vagina.

Oh, I want to be inserted into this vagina. No, you can't.

"(embarrassing)"

I woke up with a word about whether I could hear or not Shaolan.

I shave my hair more carefully than I did with my armpit.

I didn't shave everything and left just a little bit of the upper part.

Put the knife down and I'll take a breather.

Shaolan is about to fall again with his whole body turning bright red.

I immediately stopped hoisting him, and I laid Shaolan down and put him on the pillar, and I furrowed him.

The moment I put the tools outside, took a few deep breaths, re-entered Pao, and saw Shaolan's face. Needless to say, I fell into self-loathing wondering what I was doing.