Sacred Chevalier

Even though it was downgraded to honorary nobility, the fame of Bergard Faranx is also widely known in the King's capital. In the stylish mansion, not so big for the General's separate house, the Faranx Four sisters and relatives were all there to greet their father for the New Year.

"Happy New Year"

"Happy dawn, everyone. Nhhhhhhhhh..."

Faranx laughs delightfully. This general sometimes laughs at things that are difficult to understand, but for the most part it was something that led to importance.

"Daddy?"

To Elsa leaning her neck, Faranx gave her a piece of paper.

"Your hero (Chevalier) did something stupid, didn't he? He was tired of the bear exorcism in the South, and this time he got into a fight at the Duke's residence. Looks like you got nothing without the Duke of Fairchild, but you think he definitely intended to kill you? You shouldn't. If you're going to kill, you should create a situation where you don't have a problem killing them before you do. This has to be seen as an outbreak."

Elsa turned bright blue and glanced at the report. My own father is tough on other evaluations as a general. What would happen if Kate was limited from her father? I had such anxiety.

But Faranx was more concerned about the reports that followed. General Dovish, the commander-in-chief of Roda, was said to have made contact with Kite. I could almost imagine what the story was about. It is a draw.

Kite deserves to be drawn in, even as a single hero. Being able to move (...) the four Saints at the same time means that you can expect more than one unit to work. Furthermore, if he had a military talent, his strength would be comparable to that of an army. But it took another test to unleash its power.

"As we leave the battle at sea to that pirate general, we need him to grow a little more, hey. Let him go through a proper" killer "to avoid committing such foolishness as emotional killing."

Talk about extremely bloody and noisy since the New Year. In Faranx's eyes, the next battlefield was already visible.

Give a New Year's greeting at the Marquis of Roglia's and keep reporting on yesterday. When Kate honestly apologized, William started talking about nobility.

"I think you understand, too, that we are divided into three groups: the Javals, the Fairchilds, and the Neutralists. But there are some parts of these three that are common. That is loyalty to the Kingdom and His Majesty the King. We all feel the same way about our country."

"So why is it divided into three parts? I'm not a nobleman, so I don't really understand the situation around here."

William Roglaia was a little silent and started talking. That was a story dating back to the time of the founding of the Holy Fersis Kingdom.

Five hundred years ago, there were several settlements and small urban states in this western region that continued to fight over small lands. The feud lasted for two hundred years, but an end was struck by one man.

"Archduke Charles, the founder of the kingdom, was originally the child of the head of a medium-sized settlement. But the Grand Duke had great aspirations. Many people had been hurt by the prolonged war and the land had become rough. Even though it is a warm and abundant land with many rivers flowing, there was hunger, as every year. The will of the Grand Duke of Charles, it was" someone must unite the land ". Even buying people's grudges, Grand Duke Charles took the sword in his hand to get rid of the battle from this land one day or another. And over twenty years, the Grand Duke finally accomplished his will. We abolished slavery until then, unified language and counting, developed a system of identity: royalty, nobility, civilians, and spread the idea that all people are equal under one law."

It is now the national system that is commonplace, but it must have been groundbreaking at the time. It was by spreading a common currency over this vast land, by unifying the measures of number, length and weight, and by means of education that a single civilized area was formed. Kate showed honesty, respect.

"It was impossible for a single king to govern vast tracts of land. That is why Grand Duke Charles made his trusted men noble and entrusted the land to him. The Grand Duke of Charles became the ruler that binds the nobles, and the nobles became the exchangers who actually conduct their affairs. This way went well. The excellence of Grand Duke Charles was in that he knew that a good samurai could not necessarily be a good exchanger. For this reason, a mechanism to develop the monetary system and grant benefits from the Kingdom was also made available at the same time. Even if they can't give us the land, we've made sure that we can live abundantly. Property was also needed first for this purpose. I needed to get everything in order as soon as possible. The first two houses nominated as nobles, the Javaar and Fairchild, both had excellent arms as home affairs officers. By these two houses, the rough land was instantly opened and the kingdom's economy dramatically increased in completeness"

Until this point, kite is also a familiar story of history. But from here on out, we talked about some sort of "state theory".

"It was good of Grand Duke Charles to die. The two houses cooperated with each other to improve logistics and promote industry everywhere. But the greater the king, the immeasurable the sense of loss that has lost it. When His Majesty Arman, the eldest son of the Grand Duke of Charles, became the second king, a small, then very serious," "was born. That is the authority of kings and nobles."

"Until then, His Majesty the King reigned as ruler of the nobles, and the actual administration was carried out by the nobles. Did that problem arise with the division of roles?

On that question, William nodded. I chose my words carefully so as not to be disrespectful, while I began to tell the rest.

"With His Majesty Arman, I did not want him to be an excellent man. But my father, Grand Duke Charles, is just a hero. Many nobles were more intoxicated by the majesty of the Grand Duke of Charles than His Majesty Arman. Is it the recoil? His Majesty Arman tried to make his own exchange. Until then they tried to take up the legislation and the administration that they had left to the nobility. At this time, the Javar and Fairchild families broke. The Javar family tried to be faithful to His Majesty everywhere. Even with his nobility back, he showed an attitude of obedience to His Majesty Arman. It is also said that Marcel, the head of the Javar family, was picked up by the Grand Duke of Charles in his childhood and raised from his hands. For Marcel, the Grand Duke of Charles was his father, and he was strongly prepared to defend the royal family even at the expense of us. So the Javars continued to be loyal ministers to His Majesty the King everywhere"

From what I've heard, the Javars seemed like matmos. At least, Marcel Javar, who was the Lord, was a man of loyalty and faith.

"Meanwhile, Fairchild's host, Joseph Fairchild, disagreed. The object of his loyalty was not the royal family, but the will of the Grand Duke of Charles. The first generation is good. But the royalty of the second generation and beyond must have an attitude of" no reign ". This was the opinion of Joseph Fairchild"

"What does that mean? None of them reign..."

"The will of the Grand Duke of Charles was to make peace in this land. And it came true. What then should the bequeathed aristocrats aspire to next? Joseph aspired to" lasting peace ". For this reason he thought of a proposal called the division of authority and power of the state"

Because he still didn't understand, Kate tilted her neck. William began to explain in detail so that Kite could understand as well.

"Simply put, the idea is that His Majesty the King and his bloodline should remain as symbols as the 'spiritual strongholds' of the people who live in the land, leaving it to the nobles to actually hold power and conduct their affairs. Joseph was originally the head of the settlement and was struck by the will of Grand Duke Charles and joined under his umbrella. He, who had been a trader from the beginning, feared resentment from the people due to the failure of his political affairs. When it is directed at His Majesty the King, the popular uprising and civil unrest eventually lead to a move to destroy the nation itself. But what if we were stripping the king of his political responsibilities? The kings' bloodline, as the nation's courtesy, serves to make the people living in the land aware of them as the 'people', a system in which the actual exchangers take responsibility for their failures… If this system, the nation will continue, even if there is confusion. Joseph Fairchild called this system" the first of its kind, "and gave His Majesty Arman his opinion."

"I see. Is it a difference in the way you think about the national system itself? I can understand Sir Marcel Javar's loyalty, as well as Sir Joseph Fairchild's reasoning. But isn't this comparable? Sounds right to me, though?

"You're right. Both Marcel and Joseph recognized each other as opponents. The two had many discussions, and as a result the foundations of the current system were formed. In other words, the direct jurisdiction and legal development of the royal family are the responsibility of the administration, which is centered on the Prime Minister nominated by the King, who listens to the opinions of the nobles and ultimately decides at your previous meeting. His Majesty the King has personnel rights to the administration and the military organization. This is how it was decided."

Kate imagined a discussion between Marcel and Joseph. Must have been a sawdust interesting discussion. But what came out was a compromise, so to speak. Having personnel rights ultimately means that it will be the responsibility of the King, but in practice there is some coordination going on in the administration, and the King only has the role to ultimately decide. It was ambiguous as to how far to take responsibility.

"This discussion formed the foundation of the Javaar and Fairchild sects. The Javals are the Kings, so to speak, and the Fairchilds are the Nobles. Anyway, the Javalists put their loyalty to His Majesty the King first and thoroughly teach him to serve the King. The source of that loyalty is" nobility. "I was chosen by the king. So give it to the king, that's the structure. Meanwhile, the Fairchilds are aiming for the permanent development of the kingdom. Both royalty and nobility believe that it is only for its development that it exists. I know you feel faithless from the Javalist side, but the loyalty is different."

"So what about the Neutralists?

William sipped the tea and set aside for a little while.

"Five hundred years of history is long. The kingdom has a variety of rights, including newborn nobles and laws, or dealings with other countries. That mixes in, and at some point the spirit of the faction changes as well. Everything I said earlier is true, but that's not all. The power structures within the kingdom are intertwined. The Neutralists are a gathering of those who hate such glitches. The Rogliers are the oldest of them all, making them like the" faces "of the neutrals. The desire for prosperity in the kingdom and my heart for His Majesty the King is no less than in the people, but I don't like raw smell stories either"

It sounds good when it comes to the "Integrity", but in short, it is a gathering of those who have lost the power struggle. Even in Kite's view, the ratio of influence among the Javals, Fairchilds and Neutralists would be something like "Forty-five to Forty to Fifteen". Or maybe there's more to it than that.

"A little, you've grown long. Elfina will be tired of waiting too. Go for it."

Kate nodded and stood up.

Enter the "Away" of the Rogue Laia Mansion. A beautiful woman in a beautiful dress stood in the moonlight. It is a white and crimson dress that often shows sparkling blonde hair. When I was in love with the way it looked, I jumped happily into my chest. Embrace and overlap your lips.

"Is that the dress from yesterday's celebration? I wanted you to see..."

"It's beautiful. Really... don't get angry when other guys see this look first"

"But you're the only one who can see under the dress, right?

Turn your arms around your bracketed hips and hug them. I crawl my tongue from my neck muscle to my clavicle. This beautiful, wonderful limb is all my own thing. There's nowhere else for a man to go in. From the first night to this day, it has been polished and raised. With her elegance and clarity as a marquis maid, she is disturbed by sluts everywhere and even has enough sex moves for a whore to escape. Everything in this limb is a tool to please the stallion. And you are the only one in this world who has the right to use it.

"Oh... kite, so much..."

White fingers stroke my lower body from above my clothes. The roll was painfully rigid. I lick my tongue with a look stained with lust as I gently stroke it.

"First, as usual, I'll cite you with my mouth"

Sitting shallow on the edge of the bedroom, Elfina in her dress kneels in front of her and quickly lets her pants off. Hot, hardened rolls peel out. Elfina turns a hot glance at him as he looks up in a lurch.

"Nice...... no other man is better than you. Only you are my man..."

"Elfina?"

The condition of Elfina is slightly suspicious. Possessed by lust, he also seemed to forget me. He lays down his long, well-shaped eyelashes, tongues out and licks his back muscles.

"Agu..."

"Kite... I'll make you feel better, full of it"

Crawl your tongue on the tip with Lerolero and swallow to the ground. Hmm... Hmm... and head up and down. Great comfort, but Kate stopped the move.

"Elfina, what's going on?

"Huh... it felt good, didn't it?

There was a frightening light in Elfina's eyes as she looked up. That's it, Kate understood her mood. Elfina was anxious. Flora Fairchild is the same upstream aristocrat as Elfina. Wouldn't a man's interest leave him? I had that anxiety.

(… what you saw was the potential fear of anyone in the Holy Knight (Paladin) …)

Reminds me of the words of the former Dean of the College. Painful of its own sweetness. Soon, they had a sweet self. As heroes, they are the ones who must be cherished most. I should have told him that more firmly.

"Elfina. To me, Elfina, Sofia, Elsa and Sasha are the four most important beings. More than Claire, more than Dr. Lilia, more than Roxanne. There is no room for Flora Fairchild. Ever, ever. So don't look so anxious."

"Kite......"

He was stroked on his cheek and Elfina got a woot look and started licking the roll with a tyrosis as he stared at Kite. Kate also looks down and stares at Elfina to continue the words.

"I'm a chevalier. I'm not going to end up just being a hero. I aspire to be a great hero, keeping my name in history. But even if you're disgusted and you're going after your country, you're the only ones I can take. Whether the Path of Heroes is closed, whether you are going to flee to the barbarians of the South or to the small urban states of the East, or while you are cattle breeding or doing field work or business, you alone will never let go. Until I die... Elfina, you're my thing"

"No, I'm not. Until I die?

I can say that again. There is no such impatience as earlier. It is an extra service so that the beloved man may enjoy himself for a long time. Gently rub the seminal sac as you slowly raise and lower your head. Crawl and irritate your tongue on the cali area. Wear the tip of the tongue and glance through the back muscle. Scratch up the supple dripping blonde hair and hang it on her ears, carefully licking it from pole to bag. Unexpectedly groans at the comfort of spreading across the lower body.

"Ugh... Feel good?

"Oh, it's great"

"Get it out full. Let me drink it quickly..."

A gentle upward and downward movement begins. When she is sucked juggling and making noises, stroking her ballsac and poking her pointy tip with her tongue, she immediately ascends to joy.

"Elfina"

"Rahira... Hayahu..."

Licking his pointy tip to turn, waiting. Don't hesitate, explode joy there. The heat rushes up the pole and the thick lava of drool pours into the beautiful appearance. Take it with a tranced look and suck it on the tip that will erupt cloudy.

"Hmmm...... hmm"

Bloat cheeks and take in mouth. Don't forget to stimulate the ejection aperture with your tongue so as to give it a little more. Reduce cloudiness overflowing from the mouth end with your fingers. Eventually, when the eruption subsides, he releases his mouth as he pulls the thread.

"Elfina, show me"

The mouth was lined with cloudiness. Stir it with your tongue and chew. Show them how to taste carefully. Eventually, he drinks up cocoons. When he finishes licking the lava he snapped at his fingertips, he sucks it up to the remainder of the rod. For Elfina, the finest of kites was a treat. The moment I took it in my mouth, it reached it lightly even though it wasn't touched.

"Delicious... Caito... already"

Enough to taste, Elfina did her next onedali as early as possible. In the dress, the crotches are folded together. Get your hands on the desk in the moonlight. Roll up your skirt from behind. Pure white shorts and buttocks illuminate the blue moonlight. Both legs are wearing white stockings and fastened with garters on their hips. Perhaps really, he looked like this last night.

Kate licked her tongue and picked a cloth to cover and conceal the sensitive area, slamming to the side. Nicha and the cloth pull the thread.

"Ahhh... keep it on..."

"That would be better, wouldn't it? I really wanted to do this yesterday."

Elfina waved her ass happily. Push it against the entrance and pierce it all at once.

"Hiuuuuuuuu!"

With a voice of joy, I turn my back upside down. The guts and legs were trembling and the tide was blowing in a pish. Just inserted, Elfina reached it. But that's not the end of it. Grab your ass and start moving your bread and hips.

"This! I wanted this. Whoa!

Elfina raised her voice like she had gone mad at the pleasure of being devoured. He greedily devours the meat as he narrows his eyes to the flavour of the soft meat that he wraps and handles with the heat and mittens of nectar. Looking down at the golden hair shining in the moonlight, the sense of conquest widens. Many young aristocrats think of the beautiful Marquis as their own thing. The flavor of a hot, swinging honeypot on a trout, and the whispering that makes you instigate the stallion you give every time you get poked, are all your own.

Cover Elfina lying on her desk, covering her from behind.

"I won't let you sleep tonight. I want to eat Elfina all night."

"Eat it! Until morning... until you're satisfied."

I'll support your hips so your knees don't fall off. When I say I'm not tired, I lie. He is called to the celebration on the day he returns from march training, and the day after that it is a New Year's greeting from the morning. That's why I wanted to have full fun tonight. Holding this wonderful limb will heal your mental fatigue.

"Hiroyu! Yikes! Yikes! Yikes!

"Khuuuu!

Snuggle the pointy tip to the mouth of the uterus with the last poke. Tightened up tightly, with a twitch. Pours lava into Elfina's womb with a great sense of ejaculation.

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! This, shuuuuuuuuuuuuu no!

With the feeling of being burned in the womb by the lava, Elfina reached grandeur. But it won't loosen. As if to squeeze, the claw moves and sucks up the sperm from the rod. It doesn't fit and drips from the connected area. Elfina breathed happily as she cramped her back bicum bicum.

Early in the New Year we will be greeting each other around. In the Wolfalt family, the next audition threatened to thoroughly train the body technique in real life form, and fitted the questioning offense in the Gulp Chamber of Commerce over the gunpowder used for rice and new weapons in the South. But it was the Phalanx family that made Kate most nervous.

"You have something missing. It's about not knowing the weight of killing people."

Faranx didn't say anything about what happened at the end of last year. Instead, he lined up Kite and the four Saint Knights to teach them about the future.

"He said he was playing with bears in the south, but killing beasts and killing people means something different. If you kill a person even once, there will be a new hatred there that can be directed against you. You enter a chain of hatred that you will never get out of. No matter how vital, no matter how intelligent, those who are not prepared to do so cannot work on the battlefield. Well, what about you guys?

Looking down at Guillaume and Kite. It's supposed to be everyday wear, but I feel tremendous pressure. But Faranx broke his mouth.

"You're Elsa's turn. I mean, I'm my stepfather, so to speak. As a parent, it would be natural to help your child grow. Six months from now, I'll make sure you get down with an order. Until then, polish yourself."

"What kind of order is it?

"If I tell you now, you'll remember, won't you? Look forward to it at best. Nhhhhhhhhh..."

There was a cold sweat on Kite's back. To infer from the conversation earlier, it would be an order to kill someone. I mean, head to the battlefield. I was gonna be ready for that. But when it gets realistic, I still can't wipe my anxiety away.

(I'll do it. That's the way I chose)

You felt Kate's determination, Faranx nodded silently.

Thus, at the end of the rushed New Year's Eve, the kites, respectively, were to return to the College. Less than six months remain in the second grade, where the ritual of the turn takes place, and he becomes a hero (Chevalier) and a holy knight (Paladin) along with the title of the honorary nobleman. But even those six months were not mild for Kate.

Six months from now, the world will know a hero named Kite.

Chapter three.

[Epilogue]

A new year, there was something I needed to do before the college started. Kate took four saint knights and headed to a graveyard on the outskirts of Wangdu. Each of the Saints has a bouquet of flowers, but what Kite had was a white six-valve embossing, and a leather bag containing evidential objects.

"Roxanne. As promised, I brought the four of you. If you hadn't protected me, I wouldn't have had a holy knight like this. Thank you again. Thanks."

All four of them greet one another. Kate removed the "bear's palm" from the leather bag after placing the dream grass.

"It's a wesen in the deep. I knocked him out. Alone. I became a hero who could defend myself. So don't worry. I won't let the four of you die. It's a promise to you. I'll be a great hero more than anyone."

On his knees before the tombstone, he talks about last year's march training and what happened at the celebration. Eventually I finished talking and got up.

"The next six months, when you're a hero, you'll come. Become an honorary nobleman and have a surname. Look forward to seeing what your last name will be..."

One wind blew, and the prepared flowers scattered petals. In the falling petals, the kites tried to walk away. Then a little further away, two dark-haired women stood.