Sacred Chevalier

Late in August, the summer is coming to an end, albeit on a hot day. The feud over the Kabachi Plains continued with more intensity than even the late summer heat. The Imperial Army, led by Austro Tormakia, was forming a formation on the north-south coast of the Great River Arce, which flows through the central area of the Cabachi Plains, and was beginning to build a full-scale fortress. Despite the dry season, the river width of the Arce exceeds three hundred metres and the water is abundant. Austro intended to build a fort to the north and south, cross a bridge so robust that the horseback squad could pass, and serve as a bridge head guard for the southern plains and the Valihardt Grand Fortress offensive.

Regardless, it is not the Royal Army that silently forgives it. The Kingdom-North Army, led by Bergard Faranx, immediately came out and attacked the Imperial Army on the south bank of the Arce River. For the imperial side too, that was an established thing, and in the southern part of the Kabachi Plains, a fierce battle took place.

"Nghhhhhhhhhhh... the enemy will do it too. I didn't expect you to imitate my formation so far."

Faranx leaked an exclamation on the horse. I recognize the formation of an empire that spreads in front of me. It has been the "Shield of the Phalanx" itself that has tormented the Imperial Army for the past decade. It was before the eyes of the Royal Army, where the defensive position was reversed and the attacking side, that the military laws of the famous general appeared.

Yang Dynamics, Ambush, Assault… Having demonstrated the flexibility that the prestigious general deserved, Faranx defeated the Imperial Army several times in a local battle in the south of the plain. But the enemy formations behind the south bank of the Arce River are not with Vic.

"Example cannons are also effective in the field of defense. Direct strikes can be avoided if they are in motion, but due to the long range, you have to storm ahead more than usual. For that matter, you'll be running soldiers."

To the words of the tabernacle, Faranx remained silent. Cannon can break a stopped target, but it is difficult to hit a moving horse. So if you start running out of range, you hardly have to worry about cannons. But then it will run more than a kilometer. For that matter, the human horse wears out faster.

"I have to. This won't be the time to force it. We'll lay the line here and wait for the rain."

Behind Falanx's expectations, the sky was a blue sky with no clouds.

"Nor did you think that Faranx would be imitated."

At the headquarters of the Imperial Army, Austro Tormachia and the Tabernacles look at the map on the plane. The Falanx defensive formation is basically a dense horizontal formation, but it was designed to work together in small units, like a platoon, with physical resistance from the front, with the signal of a fast horse, a flag, and a copper.

Normally these dense formations are vulnerable to attacks from the sides, with the disadvantage of lack of manoeuvre and flexibility, but Faranx had freely moved platoon units to ensure flexibility so as to reassemble the building blocks.

It sounds easy in words, but to execute it, you have to instantly determine which platoon you want to move and send an accurate signal about the state of the war. Daily training is also indispensable to move quickly in density. Implementing this in 10,000 armies was not possible with combined command.

"It's the Phalanx formation that can't even imitate it. Even in my country, His Highness will be the only one who can do it."

Partina, the Chief of the Tabernacle, follows. I'm not hungry. The other Tabernacles sincerely thought so. But Austro shook his head.

"No, I'm not the only one with power. Because the lords will be there. And it's a big part of what Schweik did for me."

A young general with sandy hair silently thanked him. Leopold Schweik is active in preventing the disintegration of the Imperial Army in earlier battles. Acknowledging its work, Austro had nominated Leopold as a hindsight in this expedition. With the occupation of the Arce River, he led five thousand hosts to rush. As a result, the Imperial Army had a total of 33,000.

"... you're crossing the line."

That's how Austro shrugged. The Royal Army is far more numerous, even though it has won the Faranx Army. We were dressed as "protruding" in the center of the Cabbage Plains and even risked isolating ourselves among our enemies if we did not base ourselves in the short term. It is difficult to reinforce any more as an empire because we have lost nearly 10,000 soldiers in the defeat this June. And above all...

"How's the food stockpile?

"I took a breather because General Schweik carried me, but still, it's about two weeks away. I've already told my country, so I'll just have to leave the rest to Marshal Grizzler."

Marshal Kardas Grizzler is a straight military man as a personality, but not a strategist overlooking the whole thing. Above all, there was a tendency towards "barracks neglect" common to rooted military personnel. It would be a lie to say that you have no anxiety about how far you understand this situation. If I think in terms of strategists, I could rather expect Herman Zeppel, the Chancellor. But Zeppel is the head of the Noas, and for that reason he does not fully grasp people (who become one).

"What will you do? Shall we keep rations down from today?

"No, that's no good"

Austro denied the words of the tabernacle.

"The opponent is Faranx. You can't tell if you're eating less just looking at the smoke. Again, send a fast horse to your home country. If we run out of food, this one will have to retreat."

Austro was under the urge to bite his nails. Since before my brother's defeat in June, I've calculated the battle using cannons. And that was mostly as read. It defeated the Faranx army and occupied the Arce River. It would have been best if Faranx had taken over himself, but even if he could not do so, he had calculated that he could not restart his immediate troops. And before the unknown weapon, the defensive Phalanx should have been cautious and in the meantime ended his replenishment and base building.

(By just one man, will you overshadow the calculation so far...)

Austro is not stupid enough to bet everything on just the calculations on the desk. I had placed a backpack in case and arranged supplies as well. But it was prepared for the "worst." Even the retreat was in view. And now, exactly, it stood close to its worst.

"... have you seen a man named that kite?

"No, we have not received any reports"

Austro nodded silently. The thought of "Should I have killed you" and the desire to be under my banner sprang up at the same time.

"Imperial Army Victory"

Kardas Grizzler ecstatic at this news. It is now certain that the First Prince will be the next emperor. We have been supporting Prince Austro for a long time. This news was a guarantee of our own bright future.

But for the next news, Grizzler frowned.

"I am anxious about food and supplies, so I hope to replenish them"

"What happened to the supplies stockpiled in Grantberg?

"is...... it has already released the majority and no longer leaves only the overwinter portion of the defense. Including the food for the engineers who build the fort, it's not enough."

"Okay. Let's arrange it. But I need time. It will be winter in March. And we need to make some reserves for that."

As Austro's concern was, Kardas Grizzler was unaware of the seriousness of the matter. From the glamour of beating the Faranx, which has been bittersweet for ten years, building fortifications and replenishment can't help but seem plain. If Grizzler had moved quickly at this time, his future would have been something else.

"Spit out all the food and spare money you've stockpiled in Teito. Arrange for the cars to be temporarily collected and delivered to the front line as soon as possible. Hurry up."

It was the Imperial Chancellor, Herman Zeppel, who gave this instruction. He was originally the head of the Noias, but the moment he heard of this victory, he decided to move from the Noias to the Austros.

Austro is a meritocrat. If you show yourself competent, you won't do anything wrong. It is true that such calculations worked.

At the same time, however, there was a sense of responsibility as the Imperial Chancellor. The military, anxious that the war itself was aimed at enriching his internal affairs by emperoring Noas, a civilian temperament. But if the northern Kabachi Plains were to be available, the story would change dramatically.

"This is our civilian sword peak. Get your supplies ready by night and deliver as soon as possible. Now we can end the war!

In just two days under Zeppel's command, enough supplies were put in place to feed 10,000 troops. Three days later, a large number of luggage vehicles began moving towards the Bee Plains.

August 25th. After returning to the Royal Knights College for the first time in roughly a month, the kites each decided to return to their dormitories and rendezvous later. Enter the building for the hero candidate and stop in the deepest corner room on the ground floor. It has only been a year, but it was an easy return to our room for Kate to spend.

(Don't you dare put your bags down, eat mesh... I'd like some ripe meat in a while. Is Claire or something back?

I opened the door as I heated my groin. And I was stunned by the sight in front of me and accidentally dropped my luggage. Desks and sleepers remained, but their personal belongings, which should have been on them, had vanished beautifully. Look for the "dirty painting" I kept hidden under my bedroom, but it was gone too. It is completely "empty".

"So you keep your stuff, huh?

Elfina laughed funny in the colloquial room where she was meeting the four of them. But it wasn't a laugh for Kate.

"Is this you? You mean get out because you yanked in the north? Me, school discharge?

"No way. That's not true, is it? In the meantime, let's go to the Dean of the College."

"Mm-hmm. I can't think of anything like expelling Kite. There's got to be some reason."

"Well, if it's release school, you can come to your dad. I'm sure he'll use it."

"No. Kite hires us..."

Elsa and Sasha are subtly saying things that are uneven, but Kate herself doesn't even think about it, such as being thrown out of school. If so, the answer was one.

"There's no way that a hero (Chevalier), who welcomed the Holy Knight (Paladin) at the same time, could be with a candidate (...), right? Your baggage is being moved to your new quarters. Your hobby (...) paintings with you."

With that said, Kate had to turn red to the director of the faculty smiling at ya. It was as if her mother had seen her masturbate. Kusssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, Lilia got up.

"All five, stay with me. I'll show you to your quarters."

That's what they said, and the Elfinas looked at each other. We normally left our bags in our quarters. Why do we even include ourselves?

A potpourri and a house are built in the vast woods behind this school building. Meanwhile, the front carriage proceeds. Lilia, the Dean of the College, Kite, and four Saint Knights were on board.

"Hey, isn't this the third grade grounds? A forest where the knights and heroes live after all their disciplines…"

"Yes. This is where the third grade of the Knights College lives. At the end of the second grade, the Sacred Knight and the hero will understand each other more deeply in their common life, and the Sacred Knight will train them to use the protection of the expressed goddess. They take it wide between the houses so as not to interfere with each other. Each of them will be paid by the kingdom to make a living with that money.... Time to get there, huh?

The carriage stopped. In front of the descended kites was a bungalow house made of wood and stone. It's small for a mansion, but much more splendid than Kite's home.

Once inside, the furniture was already in order. It has two spacious bedrooms and studio-like rooms, a living room, a dining room, a cook, a toilet, and even a small but decent bath.

"Until now, this size has been enough. Normally, it's your turn to be a hero and a holy knight... but not in your case. There has never been an example in the past of the four of us making the Holy Knight at the same time. So don't be afraid, live in this house during the second grade. We'll think about it later."

"Er... do you mean to live here alone?

When Kite asked, the Dean of the Academy (Lilia) flashed his shoulders.

"You don't have a choice. There's no home for five people in the first place, and they're in the next two grades, and they haven't finished their classes yet. I'll have to live in a dorm for the second grade and have them study properly."

"No, no, what about me?

I questioned him in a vegan tone. Lilia grinned thinly as she approached Tsukatsuka and Kite, grinning her cheeks.

"What more can I learn from you? If there was, would that mean knowing moderation?

"No... it hurts"

Lilia finally let go of her hand as she thought she could cut a thousand pieces. Sigh like a shudder.

"General Faranx sent me an autographed letter. Let me just roll up and graduate and just send kite north... you want me to do that?

(Nhuhuhuhu, you're here good. Come on, it's the dawn of a bloody fleshy war...)

I imagined it and shook my head with a blurb.

"I'm going to talk to you about the subject, but I also know that my second year as a hero (Chevalier) is going to be dazed. Except for physical education and camping skills, it's almost elective, isn't it?

Sitting on the bedside, Kite looked down, saying so. A mature blonde is kneeling between her crotches and pinching a roll with her big breasts so that she can zero. They drool in the valley to improve the slip, shrugging it up and down for exquisite stimulation.

"Kuh."

"Sir, do you feel good?

A beautiful mature woman looks up smiling. He was Claire, who had been his own slave since bedtime in front of her husband. I was sandwiched in abundant soft milk with plenty of fat, and my roll was delightful.

After Lilia and the four Saint Knights returned, Kite, left alone in a squalor of houses, visited the faculty official building where Claire was to heal her hotter lower body and the fatigue of her journey. Claire, who was back from her parents' house, was happy to welcome Kite, and has been.

"Ku...... Yikes!

"Yes, don't hesitate..."

Without suppressing his own desires, Kate let him erupt in a grand way. Outstanding beauty gets tainted with white lava. But he rather opened his mouth with a joyful expression and accepted the falling lava. Finger and lick the white juice creeping all over your face. Taste it in your mouth and drink it up. Like an exasperated dog, Claire was waving her hips.

"Claire, stand in front of me. I want to see you very closely."

Make your own slaves stand. From your toes, take a close look at that limb. The ankle is cuddly thin and leads straight to a white, beautiful thin leg with no spots. Then the thighs develop fleshly, proving the beauty of mature women's legs.

The cheap, large buttocks that give the feeling of motherhood are gracefully rounded, while sticking out the tung without drooling. The cautious golden meadow that grows on Shame Hill was carefully cared for as he ordered. There is an appetizing scent behind it. It was already wet or my inner crotch was wet on honey.

My hips are tightly bracketed. It doesn't come with wasted meat or anything. Then the thin pieces are greasy and softening. It's going to overflow with gravy just to twist.

What's great is the chest. Tappy sized double breasts are protruding forward against gravity. Compared to its size, the smaller milk rings appear pale pink and blend into bright white skin. Then the fruit of the tip was stiff and pointed, and it wanted stimulation.

The golden hair, close to slightly wavy white, is pleasant to the touch and enhances the outstanding beauty of a conspicuous nose. The eyes are gentle and soft, giving me a feeling of motherhood that seems to forgive me for any sweetness, and at the same time stimulating the abuse of the stallion.

An ex-husband (who forgot his name, etc.) who abandoned such a great limb and beauty would no longer be a crime, even through the word stupidity.

(You're really lucky to have made me a slave just to satisfy my "appetite". You can just thank the goddess for that......)

"Sir... already..."

All I'm asking you to do is eat fast, and I'm folding my inner crotch with Mojimoji. Sitting on a lower sleeping table, Kate ordered Claire to turn back and drop her hips. Let him sit on his knees and hug him, letting Claire's legs open wide with the soles of his feet and knees, and slowly connect from behind.

"Ah."

Claire rocked that life-ridden wonderful limb as she embraced the rolling that intruded from the opposite direction with a dripping flesh of honey.

"It's delicious... the fresh meat of the Elfinas is good, but Claire's ripe meat is also exceptional. It sucks without gaps as it changes softly according to my snail."

Lift your hips, move them up and down, and stick them up yourself. Very often Claire turned the nod upside down and gave an intermittent sweet voice, "Ahhh". Claire herself indulges in the success of a man in knee flexion exercises. Turn your hands from behind and grab your swinging breasts up and down and indulge in their elasticity.

"I'll make you feel a lot better. I'll lay the goddess on top of you. So feed me this jar."

Whisper so in your ear. Claire is not the Holy Knight of Kate, nor can she be the Holy Knight. Normally, it is because you cannot be protected by a goddess other than intercourse with a man who has dedicated a virgin. Kite, who makes that impossible, is abnormal. Kate herself, is aware of the anomaly and the danger when exposed. So I won't make Claire my own holy knight.

"Eat it... eat it, please"

"The joy of joy" never gained by other men, and "youth and beauty" that no woman would ever ask for, are given by men. Instead, I am used as a tool to handle the desires of a man that never ends.

Claire accepted the "relationship to be given and given". Others behave chastely as head of the infirmary, and on the bedside become slutty mistresses everywhere to please men.

(Will you take Claire with you when you leave college as a hero? If you're not a holy knight, you won't be on the battlefield, and only me and the Elfinas can use the restorative magic (...)

Claire, who turned the nod, turned her neck herself and asked for kite. overlapping lips and tangling tongues. There, a swollen roll is thrust up and opened all at once.

"Hmm."

Turning his whole body upside down, Claire tightened the roll with more contraction than ever before. As if he was about to suck it out without a drop left, the wax swoops back. Tremble twice and three times. In the sweet sensual aftertaste, I lay down my woot and lid.

"Phew... it was delicious. But I haven't eaten enough yet. Next time, why don't you enjoy Claire's butt?"

Sweet and slutty nights are yet to come. Claire nodded and went up to the bunk.