Sacred Chevalier

Even with unforgettable tragedies, people just have to keep walking forward. Two months were about to pass from march training. Towards the end of February, a little sign of spring becomes felt. Even that day, he was such a flamboyant cheer. But here in the dean's office of the Royal Knights College, there was a blizzard of extreme cold. The reason for this was in the "investigation report" from the southern city of Lune.

"What the hell is this about? You don't think those mercenaries can confirm that?

My voice is calm, but my eyes are emitting a ray of anger. The official constitutional officials of the College and Lune, who submitted the report, withdrew silently and powerlessly. Wipe the sweat on your forehead, and start making excuses.

"Here, just before the march training began, two prison carriages were moved from Galan and we are certain they entered the Lune. But that's been documented both in the Garang camp and in Lune's bureau, and it's a formal procedural step. The soldiers and mercenaries that were escorting them are missing, but mercenaries are something that flows in the first place..."

Leda accidentally bit her thumbnail. Despite having a goddess-protected hero (Chevalier), there is unlimited zero such as bad luck where two beasts appear at the same time (...). So I decided it was artificial. There is circumstantial evidence. But there is no physical evidence or testimony. More than that, we just have to clean up with the unfortunate events. Leda thought for a while and sighed.

"... call me Kite, the president of the first grade. I have to tell her."

Leda put her elbows on her desk and held her head.

"I see. I mean, I don't get it..."

Kate heard the report in an upright position in the Dean's Office. Leda nodded with a remorseful look.

"I can't even apologize. I also washed the sightings in the rune, checked the records of the bureau, and the records of each street, but there are no discrepancies. All we have is the fact that the soldiers and mercenaries we were escorting disappeared. As it is, that Wesen has no choice but to clean up that it happened by chance"

"What do you think of the Dean of the College?

Leda shook her head.

"Just looking at the situation, it's definitely artificial. It's a coincidence that two beasts just happened to show up hypochondriac, something unusual and unthinkable. I just think someone set it up. But it's harder to pursue than to prove it..."

With no expression, Kate began to think with her right hand against her chin.

"... just before the march training began, two jail carriages entered the lune. Where did that come from?

"From Galan, a prisoner city in the east of the kingdom.” Of course, I checked Galan's records. Two prisoners were deported to the south, and the transfer date had been set a month earlier. Lune's got two guards checking out the prisoner, and it's been confirmed that the prison carriage with it left for the south. "

"... and beyond?

"I don't know that much. I can't confirm the life or death of a prisoner in exile."

"Not really, did that prison carriage come back?

"Of course, I'm back. Two empty prison carriages are recorded. Just when we got to Luca's settlement. Soldiers who were moving their carriages and mercenaries who were escorting them have also been identified when they entered the Lune."

"How did you do that confirmation?

"The guards at the castle gate confirm the names and identity of the soldiers. Same goes for mercenaries. It's confirmed by a certificate issued by the Mercenary Union."

"The soldiers and mercenaries aren't from the Lune, are they?

"Right. It's a trip from Galan..."

"So Lune's guard just looked at the ID presented, right?

"That's what's gonna happen. I also thought this prison carriage was suspicious. That's why I ran a follow-up on the soldiers and mercenaries I was escorting. The result is honest, though not fragrant..."

"You can't find it, can you? The soldier, the mercenary..."

Leda nodded silently. But that was enough for Kate.

"There is no physical evidence. There are no witnesses. All we have is circumstantial evidence. As a college, I can't investigate any more. I'm really sorry for you."

Kate shook her head at the dean of the college with a spicy look on her face.

"No, enough is enough. Just in case, what do you know about that soldier and mercenary? And then it'll be my problem."

The other person, who I thought would be furious, replied pale with no expression. That was more scary for Leda. Wouldn't this man do something?

"... Kate, from what I'm saying, did you grab something? So you're trying to do something, huh? No, you're a sinner if you move any worse than you have no proof."

"Dean of the College. What I wanted to know was who killed Roxanne. I have direct responsibility, but I have the forces that set that case up. I wanted to know the force. And from the story of the Dean of the Academy, we had some prospects."

"... assuming that the soldiers and mercenaries they were escorting were replaced in the South (...), it is unlikely that the Empire set them up. Assuming it is outside the Empire, there are two possible possibilities, one being the nobles in the country who fear the Holy Knights and heroes. And the other..."

"Weros Archdiocese...... I think I'm likely to be this"

"What makes you think that?

"Given the circumstances, in the south of the Lune, the soldiers and mercenaries would definitely have been replaced. But we release the beast from it, get into the rune and fix it... and as a plan we rely too much on the“ luck ”element. What if Lune's guard remembers his face? What if the Beast doesn't attack us and we go back to the depths where we live? This plan is premised on“ good luck ”. It's as if she's ripe with the blessing of a goddess."

"It's possible in the Greater Orthodox Country of Wellos... is that what you want to say?

"At least, it's worth looking into. That's what I think. But you won't be able to do it right away. Were you the ones who suspended from school, went to Orthodox country, and killed Roxanne? I just heard, I don't think I'll get the answer back. Be a hero (Chevalier), have unspeakable power, and…"

Kate shut up without saying what was ahead. Leda didn't even try to hear it. After a brief silence, Kate left the room in a courtesy.

"Hmm. So there's no conclusive evidence, Mr. Kite's guess? So, what are you gonna do now?

Elfina Lograia, president of the first school year, puts her hands together with her elbows on her desk, her chin on top of it, and stares with her big pale eyes. If this is a normal man, he could easily be distracted. But Kate stared directly in the eye.

"I can't do anything at the moment. I regret it. But I will never forget. Sooner or later, they're going to pay for this..."

The vengeful's eyes pass. Staring at it, Elfina narrowed her eyes a little.

"Are you going to use your life for revenge?" You spoke to us, too, to achieve revenge? Then I refuse. I'm not interested in people who have been possessed in the past. I won't tell you to forget, but you are also responsible for the Holy Knight from now on (...)?

In the colloquial room in the college, in the window seat, kite, the presidential hero of the first grade (Chevalier), and also Elfina, the presidential knight of the first grade (Paladin), sit opposite each other. Haruhi's sunshine plunges in. Kate also frowned and put her face closer to Elfina.

"My holy knight was killed. I'll bet my whole life I'll get my revenge. But I'm not going to live for it. I want to accomplish what no one could have accomplished and make a deep name for history as a hero."

"What no one could have accomplished...... what is that?

Elfina also glanced forward, bringing her face so close that the tip of her nose touched her. Staring into each other's eyes. Kate smashed her mouth.

"... end the war that lasted two hundred years, with my hands. To do that, Elfina, I need your help."

Elfina's big eyes shook a little.

"We need to know each other better to decide whether to take your story or not. It's still best to cross swords to get to know each other"

Sophia Volfalto, carrying two imitation swords, cut out and threw one at her when she was about to come. in the classroom. Kate sighed as her surroundings stirred. Looks, tones, personality and judgment all match brilliantly. It was a complete "brain muscle".

"I don't know... the best way for men and women to get to know each other is to get along on the bunk"

"... you still think things over in your lower body, don't you? For generations, my Wolfalt family has been in charge of the Knights of the Kingdom swordsmanship. I have also been under the guidance of my father since I was a young child. In the sword dwells the figure of those who wave it. By crossing swords, you can weigh your opponents. If you could have taken one from me, I swear I would have been your holy knight on the spot."

Sofia's demands were unscrupulous. Kate is a civilian native, hands-on to her neighbor Lilia, and has only learned the basics in this college as well. It was limitless impossible, such as taking one from Sofia, who already had a normative arm. But Kate nodded.

"Fine. Except my sword wasn't learned from anyone. From what I can see from you, it may seem like a doomed thing, but still, okay?

"I don't mind. Do what you want."

Thus the two of them headed for the school yard.

"I'll add my palms. Even if you can't beat me, if your sword isn't warped, think positively about it."

"No, I think it's probably distorted from you, huh? Well, let's get started."

As the classmates surrounded themselves, they took each other's swords about four steps away. Sophia bowed forward and set up her sword with both hands, but Kate only lowered with a pattern in her left hand, Dharan.

"What? Why don't you take it seriously!

"I'm serious. I can blame my thoughtful knightly Sophia for being pampered from behind. I have to be serious."

Sophia gave an angry look to the figure of Kite, who kept her hips back and forth. Does this man still think that through this period? I'll crush one of your arms and break it. I thought so.

"Then let's go!

When I said that and tried to pack the time, a stone suddenly flew in front of me.

"What!

I missed my face and dodged the stone. But...

"Yes, my win"

The tip of the simulated sword was on the neck. Ooh, the twist spreads. Sophia was stunned and eventually toothed.

"Hih, you're cowardly!

"Dastardly? You, speak the same words on the battlefield? Is the Sword of the Wolfalt family something you can't win without facing each other and piscipating your swords together? Then it won't help you on the battlefield."

"Ku......"

That's what they said, and Sophia got stuck in words. If my father or brother were here, I would announce my loss. Tough on etiquette and faith, but not cowardice in swordsmanship. "Regular Battlefield," more or less one-on-one, but whether the opponent uses a flying tool, defeat it and win. That's what I've been taught.

"My sword arms are not far from yours. So I figured it out to win. If you're calling this cowardice, you're out of expectations. I thought I would be a powerful swordsman as a holy knight, but my heart is too sweet"

………

Sophia let go of her sword. I once took the exact same word from my brother.

(Sophia. You're talented, but your heart is sweet. On the battlefield, some people pretend to be dead and slash them from behind. Sometimes you can shoot bows and arrows from around you if it's a duel. Some people try to poison and assassinate him. "Regular battlefield" is not something you understand and understand with your head. He's got a heart)

"... you're right, I have a sweet heart. You were also presumed to be a grand, sword-changing thing. You said. He said his sword was doomed. I should have taken that word more seriously."

"No, well, when it gets that serious, I'm in trouble instead..."

Kate scratched her head. But at the next moment, an elbow was thrust into his stomach. Sophia came into my nostalgia at a speed that didn't go unnoticed. I held my breath and accidentally fell on my knees.

"Gohoo... oh, you..."

I said, "I don't remember a fight, do I?" I didn't even admit to losing. If I'm going to borrow your word, I dropped my sword with ideas to keep me alert (...). That's your boy. "

Kate rubbed her belly, holding the hand she was stretched out.

The tip of my tongue slowly crawls up my white back. Eventually we arrive at the section. Further down from the neck muscle to the clavicle. Both hands, turned from behind, wrap their shaped breasts and enjoy their elasticity. The woman raised her jaw and leaked a colorful sweet exhale.

"Ha... ah..."

I shook a piqun. For everyday workouts, your torso is a complete reverse triangle. But it's not muscular. I rather have a feminine smooth soft skin.

"Just as I thought. Sophia is wonderful as a swordsman and a woman..."

The man's hand seems to be disgusting everywhere, and whenever his fingertips touch him, he reacts to his senses. I won't do it till the end. Accepting that condition, Sophia went up to the bunk. Because I thought these interactions were also effective to get to know each other. But the unexpected thing was that I would react so much to this just because I could be touched by a man.

"Z, Zului, kite...... you got some weird manipulation on you?

"No, I'm just touching it normally. I'm feeling it because you're a woman. Even if you have a manly tone, you are knightly, and Sophia is a woman. A man is holding me and I'm feeling it."

"Ku...... so, who feels it"

Turn around while you say that. The tip of the chest is picked with your fingers. At that moment, I shook my back like the current ran. I've felt something like a fever that I don't know how to handle before. Each time, I have resolved it by waving my sword and sweating. However, it seems very unlikely that I will be able to extinguish the rice cake that I am burning right now. In the caress of a man, there was no skill to exchange.

"Ah... ahhh..."

The tip is picked and pulled. Next, he is pushed in and stroked a milk wheel. Hot, hard stuff hitting my back. As prompted, Sophia turned her right hand back and held it.

"Mmm... Ah, hot..."

My left fingertip came down tight. Sneaks in from the heso to the lower body. Open your closed legs and accept it. Through pale bushes, he broke into gardens no one had ever touched.

"Huh..."

Turn your back on your first pleasure and lean against the man. My left middle finger went through the moisture.

"Even one bottle is tight. Yet you're telling me to go deeper?

So whispered in his ear, his fingers slowly pulled out. And he breaks in again. While gripping the roll, Sophia gave a sensual sneer.

"Admit it. Now you're feeling it with my fingers. That is the joy of joy."

"Chi, no... I don't know how to feel..."

With that said in his mouth, the garden emits a fragrance of perfume, playing couture and slutty water sounds. He gets his ear shaved, his chest slapped, and he offends with his fingers. The Reiki swordsman was already at ease by the hand of a man. He gets his jaw picked with his right hand and turned to the side. I had eyes for a man. My lips are getting closer. At the same time as it overlapped, Sophia closed her eyes.

"If you're not feeling it, can I blame you more?

The man, everywhere mean, blamed Sophia. She is put to sleep on her back and sucks on both breasts.

"Mmmm......"

I bite my lower lip and try to endure that pleasure. A man's hand strokes his lumbar bone from his flank. Gene and his sweet senses spread to his lower abdomen. I felt my womb craving a stallion. From the right inflated tibia, the knee, and the inner thigh and tongue crawl. Nature and crotch open. The central moisture was poked with a tung and tongue tip, and the mame on it was rolled.

"Hiaah."

That alone made Sophia reach lightly. The garden gushes out jung and sweet honey. When you are sipped of it, you are continuously attacked by pleasure. He raised a glossy whisper as he grabbed the man's hair with both hands.

"Da, no... something creeps up... creeps me up!

I felt the tsunami pushing from the depths of the Xu. The man's tongue moves even more intensely. He strokes his thighs with both hands sipping honey and rubs his chest intact. Grabbing the man's arm, Sophia flirted with the unknown pleasure. A man's face was raised on the lid. Wet in honey to the tip of my nose, I asked.

"What do you say? Do you feel that?

"Or, I feel something..."

"That's not honest."

The man laughed bitterly and began to sip again. The stimulus only stopped for a moment, so much so that it was insane. The female swordsman moistened her eyes as she was sipped of honey.

"Ku, I regret it... but, but... I feel it duh!

Drinking by the shoving tsunami, Sophia was intoxicated by her first peak in her life.

"This is the man's..."

Sophia was puzzled by a slender, hard roll in front of her. Sipping his lower body, a man has urged him. I gripped it with white, thin fingers, tongued out and licked the clear juice off the tip.

"Shh, that's a little bitter. But I don't hate you."

Now lick some more, boldly. Crawl your tongue from the tip to the cali area, and tuck it in. It is the position of "two bars" riding on a man and stimulating each other. Dare to expose the garden to the man's eyes and drip the troll honey. The petals are picked and the female core is rolled. In his whirling senses, he raises and lowers his head to serve a hot roll.

(This is what I want, this is what I want... I want it. I want it...)

Sophia continued to serve heartlessly, feeling the pain in her womb called cum. Crawl your tongue from tip to rod, suck up the run, and swallow up to your throat.

"Hmmm......"

The man began to irritate with his fingers. With the movement of my head, my fingers come and go. It makes me feel as if I'm being offended by the rolling. Sophia began to move her head, bolder than ever.

(Come... Come... Again, that pleasure!

Eventually his head turns bright white, at the same time, the man's hips move viculently and the roll pulses. Hot lava spreads through your mouth. He swallowed the man's lava intact, satisfied with the sweet sensuality that spread over him.