Sacred Chevalier

Stefan Lansberg continued to be a friend of Kite's throughout his life. Many of the parts of his journal he left spelled out about Kite's college life have become valuable material for future generations of historians.

The march training, conducted at the twilight of the Kingdom's 487 years of history, was greatly facilitated by non-Kite heroic candidates, starting with Stefan, who later gave a peek at one of their scales, called the 487 Generation.

On the other hand, there was undoubtedly a "stuffing" between Kate and Paul Mirabeau, but everyone in the forty-eight or seven generations has kept their mouths shut tight about its specifics.

Stefan's diary shows how it was then:

"Today, there was a gathering of only second-year hero candidates at a liquor pavilion called Baron. It was a good opportunity, so I re-introduced Kite to Altheur, Oscar and Paul, and we juggled drinks with each other. There was a disagreement between Kate and Paul, a little hiatus but I think it was good not to get into a fight. I think Paul's opinion is disrespectful to even write down here, so let's forget about it.

What the hell was "disrespectful opinion"? It is a predicate that I made Kingdom criticism, or Orthodox criticism, but there is no evidence of it.

After completing march training, (d) 179 grad students will leave the city of Lune tomorrow and return to Istalone, the king's capital. Many hero candidates have found their turn in the past few days. Next July, a ceremony by the Orthodox Church of Weros will be opened and officially registered as a hero, the Holy Knight.

"From now on, I may have to refrain from drinking like this with Sir..."

Oscar Verlaine laughed a little lonely, tilting the glass.

"Don't be lonely. Clara will be fine. If it's your turn, why don't you just drink with the four of us?"

The positive personality Alteur replied with a laugh. But I also understood what Oscar was trying to say. Right now, our position in this setting is that we are classmates and men of the college. From now on, we will not be able to take such a position. At least you have to behave as a hero (Chevalier) in a crowded environment.

"Well, it's a hassle. Besides, you don't have to be a hero all the time. It's good to drink just the alumni once in a while. I think Stefan would be happy to buy a liaison?

"Right."

The story of the two men, who are also at the top of the second grade, inevitably became the subject of this march training.

"There was a lot to get. Me, too, but as a second grade hero candidate as a whole, a sense of unity was created. Heroes are independent, but this time, we want to take care of our fellowship."

"Oh. For once, was that mean college director the aim?

"Probably, I guess. And Paul Mirabeau, realizing that, brought the story to first place on the same rate. Of the twenty-nine, he was the only one."

"But if you're gonna say that, so is chief kite, right? No, he's different."

Oscar nodded, too, at Artur, who grinned bitterly with his shoulders.

"Kite has already gone beyond the bounds of being a [candidate]. The four Sacred Knights are also ripe for the protection of the Goddess, so that they can soon be active on the battlefield. But still, he's treating us as second grade classmates. Abnormal ability to be a hero, but not like letting others take a distance"

"So is Kite. Pretty harsh before...... no, you were arrogant. That has changed considerably over the past year. However, it still seems that there are other tough parts…"

When I heard about challenging the Deep Wesen alone, the other hero candidates, including the two, turned back. As a chevalier, you are never right. If you have as many as four holy knights, you should command them and fight them.

But at the same time, as a single man, there was a lot of empathy. I lose my turn, and after less than a year I have as many as four other saints. There must have been some part of me that wasn't convinced, as a man, about this. So I challenged Wesen to settle. Both Arteur and Oscar understood that.

"In that reckless challenge, many of the sophomores reviewed Kite. Neither do I. Until now, while acknowledging its abilities vis-à-vis Kite, there has been some thought somewhere as to whether to leave his holy knight to die and soon have another. Not that it's an affront, but I'm pretty sure there was an uncomfortable part of it."

"Oh, so am I. But now, as a man, I admit it. If I were in his shoes, I wouldn't be sure I could do the same. He'd be delighted to say that. You must say no at the time you let your own woman die."

After the commentary on Kite, it became about another man.

"I don't know what to say, but I really don't like that guy. I guess my head will be clean. I guess he also has a sense of responsibility as a hero. But thank you... I don't like it as a human being."

"Right. If it's just a dark personality, it won't fit. But that man, he has a" negative part "other than that. Doesn't that man belittle the existence of a hero (Chevalier) and a holy knight (Paladin)? For that man, the position of hero is only a means of obtaining gold, and the Holy Knight is just a tool for that. I take care (maintenance) to make it perform as a tool, but if it does, I wonder if the Holy Knight would sleep with another man. That man, if his holy knight dies, he won't move one eyebrow and will soon try to procure another."

"... that's a story that makes the liquor taste bad. Let's stop now. By the way, what are you gonna do at the end of the year? I'm gonna go say hello to Clara's parents, though?

"Right. I want to find my turn first. I'm going to take the time to talk to both Feltia and Juliet."

"What do you say we both be holy knights? There are four chiefs. Half of it would be forgiven."

"... Sir are you going to let me die prematurely? Enough alone."

I joked back to the joke, and the two laughed.

The kites, who left Lyune, were scheduled to stop at Lisbon before returning to the King's Capital. This was Elsa's hope. To use nineteen pieces of gold for clothing. Because if the textile industry is a thriving Lisbon, you can buy a cheap assortment of more than Wangdu.

"Nhoo... Nhoo..."

With a day to go to Lisben, the kites were taking the inn. In rural areas where cotton cultivation flourishes, there is accommodation for merchants when they come to buy.

"It feels good, Sophia...... you're getting really good with your tongue"

Kate, lying naked on the sleeping table, said so and looked down at her hips. A blue-haired swordsman is moving his head. Occasionally, let your mouth go and lick the clear juice seeping into your tip with your tongue. Swallow to the ground and slowly lift your head as you narrow your mouth and suck. It sounds like chupong.

"Didn't Kate plant me? Detailed instructions…"

Wherever they lick it, they feel it, and what they do to please it, they give detailed instructions and fix it every time they mouth it. When I realized, my mouth had become a tool for pleasing men. Crawl your tongue over the cali area and gently stimulate the seminal sac with your hands. Wear a crack in the tip with your tongue, make a noise and swallow to the ground. Sophia already had the sex moves of a whore face loser.

(My wax has been developed by this man. To please this man, as a tool for releasing the essence......)

Though I think so myself, my lower body is already wet. The pure white shorts, as if they represented that noble spirit, were wet enough to allow them to float to the shape of a petal with fresh nectar emitted by the young man. The end is small embroidered with "Sofia" in the same color as my hair.

(Make the woman wear the underwear she has prepared. There is a sense of conquest that this woman belongs to me...)

All four, including myself, wear underwear prepared by a man. My body and mind have already been dyed by this man. There is nowhere to be found, such as where every corner of the mountain has been devoured and untouched. Even the butthole was conquered and made happy by accepting the roll.

Sophia, let's go.

"Huh..."

Make a noise and sip it up, moving your head even harder. Eventually the roll shudders unceasingly and swells up in my mouth. And then there's a dokun explosion. More intense cloudiness spreads in the mouth than freshly squeezed milk.

"Hmmm... Hmmm..."

Taste it and move your throat slowly. At first it was just bitter, but now I even feel loving. Four, five degrees and the roll trembles, and calms down. But there is still residue on the pole. Swallow to the ground and suck it up. Taste with couture and drink without leaving a drop.

"It felt good, Sophia..."

Kate nods contentedly, but not herself. Grip a roll that will not fade slightly, and move Mojimoji and Ji.

"Come on, keep coming from me..."

I nodded cocoon and untied my wet shorts hips.

"haha...... fu, deep"

"Kuh..."

Sweet, hot nectar showered and hung on the roll, and Kate groaned unexpectedly. Inside Sofia it was already hot enough to burn and moistened by trout. Then it tightens up without gaps from the base of the roll to the tip. The tip reached the perfect, uterine mouth. It is a wonderful sense of intimacy, as if it were created just for you.

"Ha... kaito... kaito..."

Sophia raised and lowered her chin as she shook her blue hair and drooled her saliva from the edge of her mouth. In addition to his physical abilities as a leading swordsman, he even exerts his power as a holy knight. The flavor and pleasure of the meat pushed Kite to dangerous levels at once. Strengthen your lower body to pamper yourself and indulge in the taste of a gladiator. Caress the well-developed thighs to the bracketed hips and caress the small but well-shaped breasts.

"Keahu"

Just sticking it up a little bit, Sophia reached it. I freak out my back and try to fall in just like that. But grab my chest with both hands, and I won't allow it. Stick your pants up as you roll your pointy nipples at your fingertips.

"La mehra...... kuriuuuu"

Sophia gets bored when she reaches intermittently and Lu Rhythm stops turning. Wake up your body to calm it down a little and take a seat. Turn your arms around your thin hips and overlap your lips. Sophia, who had been trembling for a while, finally calms down.

"Ugh... again, so horny..."

"That was cute, huh?

I just move my hips a little bit and they tighten up. Layer your lips and grab your tight ass with both hands.

"It's time for me to be patient and clean. You want me to eat it for real?

"Haha... eat it, eat it. Whatever Kate thinks..."

Stay connected and push Sophia down, to normal position. Grab both ankles and lift them up. Move your hips with your pants and devour tight meat. Every time you come in and out, the jupjup and honey make a noise, and the wheezing that elevates the stallion named "Unh-unh" adds to and abets your appetite.

"Kuh... yummy... it's time to get it out"

"Come on! In the back. No!

Poke it into the mouth of the uterus and explode. For the second time, the quantity and concentration are different digits. Hot lava was poured in and Sofia also reached a peak more than ever before. He shook his giggles with a hissy hug and gave a tranced look.

Firmly out, Kate sighed contentedly. But I still don't pull it out. Layer your lips and gently caress them. The hardness of the roll did not fade at all, and he was tasting the freaking meat.

"Haha...... Caito ~"

Sophia is happily sweetening. Normally, Rin's attentive swordsman becomes just a woman in Kate's arms. That discrepancy would be Sofia's greatest attraction.

"Next time I'm gonna feed you my butt, okay?

Pull back and pull out the roll. Gopogopo and white lava overflow. Regardless, Sophia crawled into four. The butthole that has embraced the man many times is already cracked. The moment she broke in, Sophia screamed with joy at her new pleasure.

It was after noon on December 31 that the kites returned to Istaloan, the king's capital, on the last day of the kingdom's 487 years of history. When I return to the college, I don't have time to tarnish my journey, and I am summoned to Flora Fairchild.

"Sorry for the sudden call when you were tired"

"No, never mind. Instead, I didn't know you stayed at the academy when you said you were old."

"From now on, a celebration to celebrate the New Year will be held in the King's Capital. Last year, we joined each other because we were new to school, and that's why we have to leave this year."

It is a celebration where the Fairchilds gather. Politically, too, they can't let the Duke's Lady not participate. But that has nothing to do with Kite.

"I see, it's also hard to be in the position of Duke's Lady. So, what can I do for you?

"Actually, my father has told me for a long time. Once I bring you here... if you'll excuse me, could you join me as my companion for tonight's celebration?

Kate raised one eyebrow.

"Mr. Sophia says New Year's Eve night auditions, and Mr. Elsa and Mr. Sasha can celebrate New Year's Eve with your family. And Mr. Elfina, he says there's a Neutralist celebration at the Marquis de Lograia, and he's going to be there."

"I see. Then I'll stay at the academy by myself. I'm a little tired, and I'd like to sleep today."

"Don't worry if you take care of Lord Roglia. I have already received the Marquis's recognition that my father could root for it and invite me to a Fairchild celebration."

Hearing that, Kate accidentally pounded her tongue. The nobles are a monster when it comes to these roots. Soon, I was in the process of joining. If you say no here, you'll be offended by both. I'm not stupid enough to make such a risk.

"I am a civilian. This is my first time at a noble celebration, and I don't have any clothes to wear?

At least resist. Then Flora slapped her hand. When the batons and doors are opened, ragged and hung clothes are carried in.

"I thought I'd say that, and I'm getting my hands on it here. If you don't mind..."

It all seemed to have been read through. Kate sighed and thought in her heart. One day this woman will offend me from behind and make me say hi.

"... you did it, didn't you?

Elfina smiles awesome and stares at Flora. In front of me, I have a kite dressed in your clothes. I was supposed to keep my arms around me and escort myself to the celebration.

But the rooting was done without his knowledge, and he was taken away. If it's true, I'm supposed to be at the celebration of the Roglia Mansion, but the woman in front of me has put in a cross spear. As for the situation, you can't take yourself there anymore. Even my father has accepted.

"I'm sorry. I was a detour, too. I didn't know this was going to happen..."

Kate held Elfina's hips back and stroked her cheeks. Elfina put her forehead on Kate's chest and then went back to smiling. At least on the surface......

"Be careful, okay? There are a lot of belly-black women like you, because it's a feast."

It's a sting expression to say disgust, but Kate nodded and overlaid her lips. For the sake of Flora's eyes, Elfina actively intertwines her tongue. It's like showing off "Kate is my man".

"I'll be home by the end of the day. Earlier next year, I would like to hear from you a greeting for the New Year. Tell that to Lord Roglaia."

"Okay. Of course I stayed there then (...) Right?

Kate nodded, turning her back on Elfina and headed to the carriage. Flora greets Elfina. But Elfina turned sideways with Puy. Inside, he had already begun to elaborate complaints about his father.

In the carriage, Kate was looking out with her cheekstick on. Two, Flora sitting in front of me starts laughing.

"Ugh... I'm sorry. Because Mr. Elfina was so cute."

"I'll tell you one thing. Elfina is my turn. Making fun of her is like making fun of me. After you've said that in the future, treat her. Clearly, it's unpleasant."

Kate turned to Flora, with no expression on her face. Depending on the response, I was going to leave the carriage like this. But Flora politely apologized when she turned to face.

"I'm very sorry for your loss. I'm not going to fool her or anything. But I do understand that you are offending her and you as a result. My apologies."

"Then let me hear it. Why are you taking me until you do something so forceful? What's the aim?

Kate is no longer polite to Flora. The frustration of not being able to read the opponent's aim was there. Flora lowered her voice a little and began to tell her why.

"Recently, a high-speed ship was back monitoring the military port of Wimberg in the Turkmenistan Empire. Apparently, the Empire is building an unprecedented giant ship. I called for Mr. Kite to tell you what's going on in a safe place, even though there's a face-to-face meeting with my father."

"I see... that means the Empire is building a ship to put cannons on? As you predicted, the next battlefield is going to be the sea, right?

Flora nods. Kate gave thought to the battle of the sea. Being a gatekeeper, I can only imagine roughly. But it should be the same for the enemy generals. Austro Tormakia is good at land warfare, but I don't hear stories of him coming out in naval warfare. Still, it was the boulder that made the idea of putting the cannon on the ship.

"... will that blonde general come out?

Unconsciously speaking to herself, Flora heard the whining, as if it were prophecies.

"Your Highness... Your Highness himself will be boarded..."

"I have no experience in naval warfare, but that's a good thing to learn from now on. First of all, you're training. I want to be a recruit, and I want to know something called naval warfare."

The blonde Crown Prince spoke to the sailors and began to listen to the structure of the ship, as if he did not care about his position as a nobleman or anything else. Partina, the chief of the tabernacle, sighed. The exhaling breath is white. It's already the middle of winter. It was not snowing, but the sea was freezing cold.

But the Crown Prince moves around like nothing like such cold and sometimes pulls the rope together. This hegemony and ability to act are the strengths of the next emperor and the expected Austro Tormachia.

"When the battle with the kingdom is over, the ocean deal with the South will be important sooner or later. As a trader, I want to keep track of the ship's transport power, speed and dangers. This experience will always live in the future."

Austro sparkled his eyes and stared at the far horizon.