Sacred Chevalier

At the end of May 488, the kingdom's history, roughly a month and a half ago, the unrest in Parkshire province came to a definitive end with the withdrawal of the Gulan-led bandits to Ursu Taiwan. More than 2,000 bandits, 60% of whom died in battle or were captured. Meanwhile, the kingdom was not intact either. Regardless of the damage done to Pioneering Village and others, Marquis owner Jean LeBlanc has been killed in battle and has lost more than a thousand soldiers overall. Given the fact that we mobilized six times as many soldiers compared to our enemies, it could be said that we are far from a complete victory.

On May 14, in Meath, the prefectural capital of Parkshire, the owners of the Marquis Roglia, Count Lacroix, Baron Lucont and Baron Duma gathered to discuss post-war processing.

"Immediate supplies will also be needed for the reconstruction of Parkshire Province. It's nice to know that every home is going to be there to help you, as far as you can't help it.

"It will be inevitable. This unrest before the pruning of wheat. The harvest in Parkshire will be hopeless. Most importantly, I don't think it would be a good idea for us to go out too far, given that it is a territory under His Majesty's direct authority?

"Count Piana will also need to rebuild his vandalized territory and may be able to rub it with succession issues leading up to the Marquis LeBlanc family. The Duke of Javar has a headache, too."

"The Marquis of Leblanc was also superior among the Javalists. Sir Javar will not shut up if it is discussed. Perhaps a mobilisation decree will be issued in the territory and the Javalists alone will aim to control the Ursus plateau"

Other principals nodded at the visibility of the Marquis William Roglaia.

Around that time, 500 Ilham Sinans, who had escaped from Parkshire Prefecture, returned to Ursus Taipei. The gulans had come to pick me up until the border with the kingdom was critical.

"You guys! Well back!

Guran broke his face, slapping each shoulder with tears in his eyes and hugging him. There are 800 surviving subordinates, less than half the original. But what I got is huge. As a result of vandalism from Parkshire prefecture to Count Piana territory, huge supplies were transported into Ursus plateau. Returning to Ajit in Ursu Taiwan, Guran held a grand banquet and consoled his men.

"Sooner or later, the crusaders of the kingdom will push us to this land."

Two days after the banquet, we gathered those who were the Lord below Guran, and Sinan spoke of the prospects for the future.

"In order to disintegrate the 4,000 soldiers, it was also necessary to discuss the Noble Lord, the Admiral. But as a result, the kingdom will be serious. I checked, and they say the Marquis LeBlanc we killed belongs to the largest faction in the kingdom. Hate is an ingredient in an outfit that strengthens cohesion. If I were the leader of a faction, I'd try to exploit this death."

Gullan had a tough face and the others looked anxious. Even the other day, they were enemies that multiplied themselves. If that gets serious, its strength will multiply tens of times. Until the fruit of this, the Ursus platform will be completely conquered, and we will not even be allowed to surrender, and we will all be slaughtered.

"So, when is that going to be?

With a harsh look on his face, Guran asked. Meanwhile, the chief of staff, Sinan, remains a cool look.

"We need to be ready for the war. If we were to mobilize tens of thousands of soldiers, we would need at least two months. Well, in as little as three months, from mid-August to September, etc. But I'm fine this time. They can't mobilize if they want to."

"Hmm? What do you mean?

"We fought and found out, but the noble soldiers are few [standing armies]. Half of them are farmers who usually work in the fields. It will be early summer soon. In other words, the" Farmer's War "begins. I have some time. In the meantime, this one's gonna move."

With his red glowing eyes, Sinan looked down at the map of the Ursus platform and laid down her pawn. It is the northern part of Ursu Taiji. Behind his brain, the next strategy was beginning to be drawn.

Even when it comes to the provincial capital, Meath is a rural settlement. Nothing to watch. These five days were days of drowning in the limbs of the soldiers by day and the five holy knights by night. On the sixth day, Kate, who gave the soldiers the day off, appeared before the Marquis of Roglia.

"I want to leave the day after tomorrow. The work of the kites this time will be highly appreciated in the military as well. Our neutrals will also receive a grace from His Majesty. Pay Kite and the Northern Army a gratuity from the Roglia family. You're gonna get into something in the future."

"Thank you. It helps."

I want to give my women enough luxury. That's it when it comes to looks good, but I'm not going to let you have a bad bran struggle or anything. Discussion came to a paragraph, and William sipped tea and laughed.

"Nevertheless, it was helpful to end this period. You don't have to struggle with the people."

"Hmm? What does that mean? No, I'm glad it ended early..."

William explained with a mild look to Kite, who leans his neck while holding a tea bowl.

"No, next month, we'll be ready to prune in our territory. If you finish in May, you'll be ready in time."

……

Kate opened her eyes and remained solidified. My lips tremble slightly. Elfina sitting next to me notices what's going on and calls out.

"Kite? What's going on?

"Yes... was it? So I could kill the Marquis flat..."

Ignoring everyone's doubts, Kate stood up. Hurry up and get a map of the whole kingdom. Put your hands on a map spread out on your desk and look down with a serious look.

"Lord Roglaia, what part of the territory of the nobles that was the Lord of the Javalists?

"What's wrong? There are many barn zones from the centre to the south, including Sir Javar…"

I checked the map, and Kate made the eyebrows rough.

"I didn't realize. Is that what happened?"

"Ka, kite? What's the matter with you? Speak out such a serious voice..."

"Why did Ilham Sinan kill Marquis LeBlanc? You should have understood that if you killed him, you would bring in a great invasion of the kingdom, but he plainly considered the Marquis. The reason for this is because I read that even if we discuss it, it won't invade immediately."

"What do you mean? Lord Javar has a strong sense of nobility, but that's why he takes care of his faction. If I get paid to kill Marquis Leblanc, I think I'll be furious?

"You'll be furious. But you can't name soldiers right away. The reason for this is the time of year. The kingdom will now begin to mow the wheat in turn from the south"

William also finally understood what Kate was trying to say. Stand up and look down at the map together.

"The kingdom is a great power that occupies from the South to the North. Winter wheat pruning takes place sequentially from the south. Lord Roglia's territory is July to August for the north, but in the south pruning begins in June to July. As early as mid-July if mobilisation were to begin, the troop deployment would be in late August. Given the tens of thousands of troops moving, it will be after September to reach Ursu Taipei. And in this northern land, September is already the autumn entrance. In November, the cold gets harsher, and in the south, the sowing of winter wheat begins. In other words, you can fight for a net month..."

"But isn't a crusade possible with a month? In fact, we settled this one in a month, didn't we?

Kate shook her head at Sophia's questionable voice.

"Things are as if they were different this time. The purpose of this one is to get rid of bandits from Parkshire (...). But in the march to Ursu Taipei, the purpose is to control (...). If we were to occupy more land than the Kabachi Plains, it would be impossible in a very month. I want at least three months."

Kate put her hand on her mouth and let her think.

(Ilham Sinan would have gotten information while infiltrating Meath and decided it was no problem to consider the Marquis of LeBlanc. Half of the noble soldiers are conscripted soldiers, not standing armies. The Standing Army in the King's Capital is only a "Royal Army" under the jurisdiction of the Military Ministry and does not move solely on the Duke's personal affair. Even if we wanted revenge fights using our own private soldiers, would we understand that it exhausts our territory and try to move quickly?

"Don't be a drag for the military and the Javalists. Sooner the Royal Army moves, but if not, mobilisation could be next year..."

Think of a fat looking military minister. I can't imagine how it works. We may reject the Javalist request in a lewd manner, or on the contrary we may accept it. My appreciation of a man who was my mentor and called me a "true sage" was beginning to change in Kite.

Typically, a hero (Chevalier) returning from the battlefield also has side effects of ecstasy and doesn't get too close to a woman. Other than during natural tantrums, many heroes don't even sleep with their holy knights. Except for Kite. In the battlefield, we cannot enjoy sex in exile because it is intended to protect us. For Kite, the battle in Parkshire was painful. At the end of the battle and back to the Low Glia realm, Kate was devouring her own woman as she craved.

Lying naked on a large sleeping table. Put your head on Claire's knee pillow and squash against the soft breasts offered. In the lower body, Elsa, Elfina and Sophia tongue-stimulate the roll from the three directions, and Sasha crosses the upper body, licking it in the same way. The women are all naked, too. Wrapped in fragrance, the four tongues give great irritation along with the feel of soft skin.

"It's been patient for a long time...... use us to get out all the stuff you've been accumulating, right?

Claire smiled gently and stroked Kate's head on her lap. Rubbing her breasts muggly. "Ah," he leaks. The lower body was wet and emitted the scent of inviting a man.

"Huh... Huh..."

The women began to move their heads. Lick the tip around with your tongue and swallow to the ground. From poking irritation until then to feeling enveloped with nettles, groaning at comfort.

"Let me drink it quickly..."

Sasha moves her head. Five degrees in motion, Elsa grips the roll.

"No, you can't. At first, I'm a rat. Get it out of here. Because I'll give you a good drink."

Each of the four moves five degrees. It's a "honko" that determines the order in which a child is poured. The first woman in her mouth gets the most attention. From there, turn right. Because I will be the best, the four of them try to please me to compete.

"Totally. Making me play such a freak..."

Sophia, complaining, narrowed her eyes and moved her head. My left hand stretches out to my lower body, comforting myself. Everyone wanted one roll. Eventually, the eruption begins.

"Humph... Humph..."

Sophia narrowed her eyes and happily took the lava. Move your throat, narrow your mouth and suck it out.

"You're Sophia at first. Sasha, Elsa, Elfina. Sophia, I'm gonna fuck you from behind."

Kite, who woke up her body, stood on her knees. Grab the bracketed hips and attract the four crawling bodies.

"Ahhh..."

The tip of the roll hits the entrance. That alone leaked Sophia's sweet breath. Normally, the beauty is as pristine as that of a beautiful young man, overflowing with covetousness from the edge of his mouth, which creeps cloudy.

"Come on, you're coming from yourself"

As commanded, he sticks his ass out. The tip enters slowly.

(I'm, what a slut...... I've already been dyed by this guy...)

"Ahhh."

Move from yourself and swallow the roll. The moment it reaches the deepest part, I give you a joyful whisper. The man's hips start to move slowly. With the pleasure of being devoured of meat, the whistle grows.

"Kate, I'm next..."

Insert your right hand into Sasha's crotch as she hugs you, and love the young petal. Elfina sticks up on his back and pushes his chest against him. Move up and down comforting yourself with your left hand. From the left side, Elsa hugged her neck and layered her lips.

"Ah......"

Claire is comforting herself behind it. Claire is the last. After first indulging in four saint knights, he eats a ripe mature woman. After letting everyone go one at a time, change the order again.

"I don't... crooked... icuuuuuuuu"

Sofia reached its first peak. But Kate's movements remain the same. Between releasing once, Ni, I will give you joy three times. Sophia shook her blue hair and turned her back upside down to play a whisper. I reach it many times in a row. The womb craves the seed and stirs the flesh.

"It's time to get out."

"Let me out! In me. No! Also...... icuuuuu!

Moving the bread and hips, and releasing them exuberantly with the last thrust. Kate sighed contentedly as she tasted the meatloaf making a sucking up motion. Pull your hips and you'll overflow with goopy cloudy. Sophia lay still.

"Come on, now it's Sasha"

Sasha laid her hand on Kate's shoulder in Hussein. The roll, which has just been released, turns up in a lull without shriveling, craving the next meat while teetering on Sophia's horny waters. Cross over it and slowly drop your hips. Like ripping immature pulp, a roll breaks in.

"Mmmm......"

When it connects to the mouth of the uterus, it slowly begins to rise and fall. I'll support Sasha's cute ass with my right hand, and let my left hand dive into Elsa's crotch.

"Kite... I can't wait"

Elfina comes onedali from behind. Dive your left hand into the junction to encourage vomiting and start gently rubbing the scrotum.

"No, Elfinagh. Keep your order."

"It is..."

Both Elsa, who blames him, and Elfina, who excuses herself for doing so, were making sense. Kate moved the middle finger she had Elsa dive into with a couture. The blaming voice disappears and turns into an adorable whisper.

"I'm fine. Elfina, go on. Sasha's gonna make you crazy."

"Huh... Huh... Mm-hmm"

A beautiful girl shivers her back. Staring at the swinging face, Kate was trying to timing her to release a second time. You'll make him crazy twice more. Elfina will surely be avenged by Sasha. For that matter, the flavour becomes sweet.

(First of all, after you let it go three times, it's a bath. And after dinner, let's eat again)

The six men who had just finished breakfast (...) had a meat feast all day that day.

Invited to the main residence of the Marquis, Kite talked to William, the Lord, about the current situation and the future.

"We're going to give enough money for the survivors of the soldiers who died in the war. Fortunately, the wheat fruit seems to be doing well, and the bee plains seem peaceful. I hope nothing happens like this."

"Neither the kingdom nor the empire have the wounds of last year's war healed. The gaze will continue on the Kabee Plains. What I care about is more about the ocean. What about the Navy?

"Um, I care too. General Dovish is a famous warrior, but the Empire also has cannons. They've already started a naval battle, but it's going to be a tough one."

Just back, the Roglaia family didn't have the latest information either. Kate nodded, thinking that if we went to Fortress Varihardt, we would get the information in. William changes the subject.

"Lord LeBlanc was sorry, too. It didn't go very well with him, but it doesn't mean it's good to be killed by bandits. The LeBlanc family has a man, but he must have been still young. Surely you weren't younger than Mikael?

"Someone has to be your guardian. Is it from among your relatives?

"Hum. Lord Joshua, Sir LeBlanc's brother, is involved in territorial management. He'll be my guardian."

"I am not familiar with aristocratic politics, but how would Sir LeBlanc be treated within the kingdom if it were like this one?

"He went to war with his life and died there. Officially, it would be" death in action ". A national funeral will be carried out and His Majesty himself will be able to offer his condolences. The territory would be cheap because they would also be offered a sightseeing fee."

"I see..."

(Let me tell you something, it's my responsibility to die. Whatever the faction, if it had moved in the Six Family Coalition from the beginning, it would have done without adding more useless dead...)

Kite has no respect for nobility or other shards, but there is a difference in the degree to which he chooses someone to speak to.

"I think the first feat is the Roglaia family, but what happens to the merit awards around there?

William couldn't answer Kite's question. I was aware that for the youth in front of me, I had found no value whatsoever for nobility, including myself. Kate uses a salute to herself because she is Elfina's father. In a way, he was also a dangerous man to the Roglia family. Can I talk to him about it? William picked a word and answered.

"Regardless, it will also be appreciated by the kingdom and there will be some reward. I don't know if it's going to be a first. If Sir LeBlanc had survived, the first feat would have been Sir LeBlanc, Sir Piana, the second feat would have been Sir Lacroix, Sir Luconto, and our family and Sir Duma, the neutrals, the third feat"

That's what I heard, and Kate frowned. Argumentative merit awards are not a matter for one of our principals. It even affects the mood of every soldier who fought. What would the soldiers think if the Roglaia family, which worked the most and suffered the most, became a third feat or something?

"To the Argument Award, does politics work? No, maybe it's natural if you think about it. Evaluations are politics itself."

William grinned bitterly at the cold glanced look on his face. Even if this turns out to be the case, the loan between the nobles takes place in an implicit understanding. The state, knowing it, also prepares a separate mouth. There's a "social world" for those invisible interactions. Most of all, "meaningless" is what I told the young man in front of me.

"Maybe a little different this time. Sir Piana was separated along the way, and Sir Lacroix, Sir Luconto, has not let the dead out. So our third triumph is just not fair. Well, that's also a story since we got back to King's Capital. You have something to do before you do it, don't you?

Kate nodded. I have someone to report on the consequences of this war. What ratings will be given there? Kate felt a little anxious.

After spending three days in the territory of the Marquis of Lograia on June 4, 488, the kingdoms and a thousand members of the Northern Army advanced towards the Great Fortress of Varihardt. It was a neat formation worthy of the name of the Northern Army, known as the Elite.