Sacred Chevalier

The prefectural capital of Parkshire, Meath, has a population of 4,500, and even the prefectural capital is only about the size of a "slightly larger village". It is just a village with grocery stores, lodgings and public baths.

The Alliance of Six Nobles, which won the first war, was advancing its soldiers to near Meath. The deputy Grobner and the clerk Hervé are picking him up. Headquartered in Meath, the plan was to head to the crusade after gathering information. But here, there was boredom.

"You can't let us in? What the hell are you doing!

Count Loronoa Piana gives an angry look. Next to Grobner, who apologizes as he sweats, Hervé described the situation with his chest stretched.

"Meath is nothing more than a settlement when it comes to provincial capitals. This is precisely the current situation of confusion by hosting the evacuees who fled the bandits. With more than 10,000 troops in there, they will no longer be able to pick it up. Anyway, nobles, we can't even let the soldiers in."

"We've come a long way to crusade. For wiping the butts of sloppy provincial soldiers. Nevertheless, you don't welcome us!

"Whatever they say, I can't do anything I can't."

Kate was impressed by the figure of Hervé, who dignified his objection to the Count's owner. So much so that I remembered the phrase "there are people on the border". But the disputed side can't be in that mood. Even more so if you are a man of a high sense of nobility.

"You… have a good temperament to beat me to the head of the Count's house with a small servant style. Remember what happens after the crusade is over."

"Well, let's both calm down a little."

Marquis William Roglaia takes it up. The factions are different. As for the title, William is better. Loronoa also had to back down. William turns his warm expression to the clerk.

"Well, like Hervé. Sir's opinion was understood. Even for us, it is not our intention to confuse the people. But the soldiers are also tired on the way here. Well, we just had a fight the other day. I don't mind taking turns, so why don't you at least let me just use the bathroom?

"Even for me, I apologize for being slightly disrespectful. Please heal your tiredness as we rent out the public baths for a while."

The occasion subsided with Hervé's apologies and concessions. Headquartered in Meath, the soldiers decide to set up a formation in the suburbs. At the end of the meeting, William spoke to Hervé in an attempt to return to the village. Approaching, talking in a low voice.

"After this mess has subsided, you can visit my house if you get a chance. It is a shame that someone like Sir can be buried. As long as Sir is good, the Rogliers will get the job ready."

"... your words, without hesitation"

Kate stood beside William as he watched Hervé leave in a gracious manner.

"You're the one with the qi bones. He must be a good administrator."

"Little by little, the neutrals are beginning to gain power. But even with the blessing of a good minister, you can't give me a job inside. By Mikhail's time, I want to do something about it..."

"Is this an extension of the territory?

"It would be best if you could do that. Well, let's get ready, too. Why don't the Elfinas want some water, too?

"Keep your security tight. It is also better not to bring food into the city, but to manage it in formation. There are probably a few bandits in the city..."

Kate wasn't laughing, even as she grinned at her mouth. If I were you, I would try to assassinate a dignitary in this city. I told Werner and the ministers of the Roglia family to tighten their security.

"Only intermediate commanders and above enter the provincial capital..."

Sinan, who was infiltrating the provincial capital of Meath under the guise of an evacuee, was using his men to gather information. What I particularly want to know is information about the heroes and the Holy Knights who were opponents of the first war. And Sinan gave a harsh look to the information she had gathered.

"Manipulating three war maidens (Valikillie) by yourself? And even a thousand of the best in the kingdom. Too insane to laugh anymore."

A hero by the name of Kate is just moving the Saints by himself. It's so incredible information that I've checked it twice. But this was also useful information. I can disable the Sacred Knights by just killing one. Sinan hid near a public bath and attempted an assassination opportunity. Eventually, a young man approached me surrounded by more beautiful women than I had ever seen.

"I can't do this..."

Forward, back, left, and right are surrounded by women, and the person's sharp gaze is pointed in all directions. It was evidence that I understood that I was the subject of an assassination. Sinan gave up early and was thorough in his observations.

"... I can feel your gaze"

In response to Sophia's whisper, Kite confirms.

"Do you know where it's coming from?

"No, I can't get that far. But someone's watching me."

"If I were the enemy's staff, I'd infiltrate this city myself and try to get information. Perhaps a man named Sinan is doing the same. Staying in this city is dangerous. We'll be back in formation as soon as we take a bath."

It is impossible to prevent the assassination altogether. If the enemy shows up and slashes us, we can destroy even one Sofia. But even though it is the Holy Knight, we cannot discern the poison mixed with rice, etc.

("Square grandeur" is good if it is established as pre-construction. If it's for victory, we have to consider all means. Regardless, preferences will split......)

"Values narrow the horizon, or..."

"Notebook of the lazy hero Paul Shrimp," Kite shrugged.

Meanwhile, the Sinans, hiding in the district where the refugees were gathered, were moving cleverly standing around. Tell the villagers in Village A that I am Village B and make the people in Village B think I am Village A. Wait for the opportunity to set up while manipulating the information. It is the food of the Marquis of Leblanc that is targeted. I was going to burn it down, or shower it with muddy water, etc., to make it unusable.

"The one called aristocracy is basically lazy. Perhaps for a few days, you'll try to settle down in this city. We mess up our enemies as much as we can and buy time for the Gulangs to move. Move carefully. Don't attack women, okay?

My men nodded silently. Among the bandits, they select relatively rational people. Sinan distorted her mouth and glowed her red eyes.

"I'll teach you that beating each other up in the plains isn't the only war"

Heroes (Chevaliers) and Sacred Knights (Paladins) wake up in one curtain on the battlefield. It is called the "Curtain Hall of the Number". It has a dual structure made by stitching together the skin of the beast, with excellent soundproofing. Cons include the fact that in summer it gets as hot as a steam bath, so many saint knights use a breathable cloth curtain hall and add plates to keep their voices from leaking to perform rituals (...).

Fortunately, we don't need to do that because we are now spring ahead. I had two curtain halls, one for the Saints and the other for myself.

"Claire, how's the air on the battlefield for a long time?

A luscious beauty with platinum hair is serving with her breasts. Lie on the sleeping table and put your head on the pillow to see how it goes. Former Saint Claire Jilfeed was obsessed with supporting her deftly fruitful breasts, pinching rolls and stimulating them.

Due to temporal problems in the private rooms of the public bathroom, each of the five was only granted one protection at a time. Over the next few days, call another Saint Knight every night to give him a month's worth of protection. Claire was first called out because, unlike the other four, she didn't have much place to play, so she was probably narrowing her shoulders. Regardless, there is also a desire to fully enjoy the ripe meat.

"Is it good to make it so much easier? I can't believe I didn't even make allowance for all the wounded soldiers..."

I stroke Claire's cheek with an anxious look on her face.

"Don't worry. I'm still a grad student, so I'm hiding about Claire, but I'll always have the kingdom and the Orthodox Church recognize me. The Elfinas also understand. So you just have to rest assured and please me."

Claire nodded joyfully, stirring the flesh. I groan uncomfortably at the comfort of my meat pressure. But I still won't let it out. If you make it expensive enough, the next thing you know, start serving with your mouth. Licking with a tongue of tap and saliva from the tip run to the back muscle and to the fundamentals, he turns his sassy eyes to desire. Kate put her hands behind her head to pillow. Eventually my head starts to move rhythmically. Sarari and blonde dripping, sucking it up from the ground up to the tip, and when you can wear a crack in the tip, the soggy, expensive bump comes in. Hurry and put your strength into your thighs to endure.

(It's not just Claire or Lilia. Former Saint Knight is born every year. Selected from them and added to my lady. I'd rather have a young saint and a ripe former saint in half. I need to get more power myself to do that...)

No matter how kite, there were limits to the responsibilities that could be assumed. But if you consolidate your position within the kingdom, you will have a stronger voice along with your income. It also increases the responsibilities that can be assumed. That would make my ideals come true.

"Claire, let's get it out."

The roll jumps and erupts cloudiness in the mouth of a beautiful mature woman. Claire narrowed her eyes gladly and moved her throat. Add more irritation with your tongue to encourage eruption, move your head and suck it out of the roots. Thanks to that wonderful stimulus, the roll did not fade slightly and he was greedy for further stimulus.

Kate licked her tongue at the look of Claire lying on her back on the sleeping table. A woman becomes her thing only if she offends all of the holes. The deliciousness of Claire's beard knows every inch of it. Each of the knights' jaws is unique and never tires of eating them more than once. Also tonight, when I thought I was going to enjoy this prayer, there was no choice but to stimulate the beast appetite of the stallion.

Slowly sink your hips with a tip in the garden that overflows with honey. A hot nectar named Jung is bathed, and the meatloaf is spoiled.

"Ahhhh..."

Claire leaked a voice of joy as she shuddered her tight but greasy abdomen characteristic of a beautiful mature woman. A tightly bonded kite also leaked a satisfying sigh into the taste of its meat.

"Really... Claire's tweezers are like I was created to ejaculate"

"Yep... my cunt is only for my husband to ejaculate. Do not ejaculate thoroughly with this disgusting jaw."

Claire shouted that out of her heart. The "joy of meat" I never got from my broken up husband, once I know this, I can't leave anymore. You may continue to be a whore dedicated to this young man as a sexual slave for the rest of your life. That's what Claire thought.

"Then don't hesitate to let me use it."

When I start to move my hips, I hear a good howl of ear damage. Eagle and cling to the swinging double breasts. This ripe meat, it's all my thing. You just have to be greedy just to ejaculate, without distracting anyone. Sucking on the soft breast, Kate removed her reason and became a beast.

"Aha."

Lie down on your sleeping table and let your hips float and accept a hot cunt in your butthole. To the pleasure of being filled, Claire leaked a whisper of sensuality. My husband showed no interest. The "other hole" has been developed by the hands of a young man and is no longer a second genitalia. They offend their mouths, they offend their honey holes, and they offend their ass holes, and they finally get the pleasure of being conquered by a successful stallion. The garden, which until earlier had been devoured by men, had already overflowed with new honey and wet its thighs.

"Claire. After your butt, I'll eat your cocci again"

When I could sink my fingers into the honeyhole, that was all Claire reached. Savor the peak many times, drooling over the edge of your mouth. When they pull their hips, they are paralyzed by the zoster's comfort as if they were excreting. And again, I can penetrate the fundamentals.

"My husband... more, more"

I'm not satisfied with the roll yet. Butt holes and honey holes will be repeatedly offended tonight. Claire snorted at the top of her chest several times.

Around dawn, until then, countless pours had been poured into Claire's womb, and Kate, who was finally satisfied and asleep, was woken up by a voice.

"Lord Kite, I apologize for the early morning. There's an emergency, and I'm here to report it."

Werner rang from "one sheet" in the entrance to the curtain hall where the number was. Looking to the side, Claire, naked, was sleeping happily, and the building was overflowing with sexual odors. Waking up from the bedroom, Kate weaved her gown and went outside.

"What happened?

The moment Kite left, the muffled sexual odor leaked, but Werner made a report without worrying.

"It's an emergency. Late last night, Meath's pantry was on fire and most of her food was on fire."

"What... arson?

Kate cursed her eyebrows and asked what was going on.

"It is currently under investigation. But there will be a good chance of arson. Because there's no way you can put a pantry in a place where nature and fire come close. So the deputy offered to talk to me about the future."

"Probably talking about food support. It's just a situation of influx of refugees and food shortages. I need some support from the food we've prepared… I guess that's the kind of consultation."

Werner nodded silently. Back in the building, Kate sighed and woke up Claire and started dressing. I really want to sleep a little more, but I can't say that either.

"Awkward... settle this as soon as possible and this one will be in danger"

I groaned with a rugged look.

Having succeeded in the agitation caused by arson, Sinan finally became comfortable fleeing outside the city. Everyone is wearing Royal Army armor. It was in the name of a messenger to inform the King's capital that he had been burned down and to receive food support from the neighbourhood, that he had come through the gates. It was easy to get out of Meath, who was cut off from the lifeline of a pantry and was in a mess.

"Good. Just give me this far and I'll be fine. This will buy you a few days of time. In the meantime, the Gullans should have a job to do. We're heading northeast, as planned."

As they narrowed their eyes to the morning sun, the Sinans began to move for their next operation.

"You guys, stay calm!

Marquis Jean Leblanc yelled at the comet with his blues. The baking into the pantry has revealed the damage as the sun rises. Along with the majority of the food that the city had stockpiled, it was even burned to the food that the Leblanc army was carrying in. Fortunately, the Leblanc army had divided the food into several places, so it would not starve immediately. However, when viewed throughout the prefectural capital, Meath, the situation was serious. Aside from the refugees as they are, they will starve even the people of this city.

"I can't help yelling at you. Fortunately, the Loguilla army has more food available. Not all of them, but a few can contribute."

To William's voice, LeBlanc glanced. This land is under the direct jurisdiction of the King. The officials in front of them are not ministers of their own, but officials of the kingdom. Naturally, events in the land are reported to the center. I thought it might affect me later if I let the Roglia family serve food alone. LeBlanc tongued and ordered the minister to calculate his contribution.

"The Piana family is next to this land. Arrange for support supplies to be released from our territory."

Count Loronoa Piana also nodded to Eagle Deep. The victory is more unwavering than it is the battle of a bandit opponent. After the victory, it is returned in the form of a change coming from the royal family. This was the place to dress up as a nobleman.

"In any case, we need to end the crusade as soon as possible, beyond what has been limited in food. The scouts will be back soon. As soon as we're done contributing, we're on our way to crusade. In the next battle, our army will come forward."

To LeBlanc's words, William nodded silently. Just then, reports arrived in the curtain building that the scouts had returned.

"I say. The enemy bandits are in formation on a hill fifteen kilometers northeast of here. That number, roughly 1500."

"You say 1500 (...)?

Kate shrugged unexpectedly.