Sacred Chevalier

The limbs of immature women have a strange charm. Considering underdeveloped breasts, fireless hips, meaty asses, etc., it is clearly off the female portrait that healthy men yearn for. Nonetheless, there are men who have a sexuality that favours girls. Perhaps it is the potential desire of men to love buds (stumps) that are full of vitality and will not blossom.

"Hmmm...... Huh"

She was caressed her girly healthy thighs and the silver-haired pretty girl leaked her sweet exhale. He rides across the lap of a man sitting on a sleeping table, dressed in athletic clothing for a Saint Knight course student known as Bloomer, and has his crotch open. And I had a hand that stroked my girly white thighs. Embrace the girl crossing her knees from behind and crawl her tongue into that neck muscle. Pick your jaw and turn towards yourself, taking away your little lips.

"Really, Sasha's a miracle."

Sasha turns eighteen this year, just before she opens her body like an opening bud. The growing season is over now. Even the Holy Knight is slow to age. It will remain this way for the future. In other words, you can love the "appearance of buds" forever for only a few moments in a woman's life. You can always handle "inferiority" that even the great nobles rarely achieve. I just think so, my groin rolls hot.

"Sounds delicious - it hurts like I want to eat semi-ripe fruit too."

"... perverted... hmm?

My left hand, who was stroking my thigh, moves to the base of my crotch at some point, loving the sensitive part from above the bloomer. Push with your index finger and middle finger with a punni to stimulate the underdeveloped female core. At first, slowly stroke the crack, gradually strengthening the irritation. With her beautiful, neat face slightly juggled, Sasha leaned back.

It irritates enough from the top of the bloomer to make sure the fabric is firmly damp and quickly slack the cloth. Girlish, innocent gardens with no pigments at all become dewy. Dive your middle finger into the garden overflowing with the girl's unique fresh nectar.

"Hiwung"

"Kukku... even a single finger is tight, but there's going to be an Internet entanglement? You're onedacious that you want me to eat fast, aren't you?

Insert it in the back, and pull it out slowly. The girl's back trembles freaking out. Eventually, the fingers get in and out intensely. Kushkush, slutty water sounds and a girl's whisper before the voice changes sounds indoors.

"Humph... Dame..."

I'm trying to contain it with my little hand. Ignore it and keep moving your fingers. Eventually Sasha peaked with cramps.

"Yikes... Yikes..."

Like a fountain, he trembles his back twice, three times as he sprays a pisshy, clear Shizuku. When I think that I am the only "blue fruit" that is pleasant, loving, and allowed to wander, my sense of accomplishment and conquest is filled. But not yet. I'm sorry I have to indulge this girl in every corner.

"Sasha, I'm gonna make you feel better"

I let a beautiful girl in a relaxed state lie on the bedside.

Made naked, Sasha lay on the bunk in depression. Caress to wrap your hands around your ankles to your thighs, cheek on your bright little white ass, and sweet bite your butt meat. And he licks it up along his spine from his hips. From the sweat that floats on my back, I have a youthful incense before I grow into it. Taste the sweat while carefully stimulating the underdeveloped sexy zone. And then make him lean back.

"Mmm..."

There are few feminine ups and downs, premature limbs in their early teens, but that's why the other women have attractions they don't have. Take your right leg and lift it. It's the leg of a girl with slender, thin feet, without the fleshy good forged out gloss of any other Saint Knight. Cheeks the swollen tibia, chews the meat sweetly and crawls the tongue. Keep your knees, and taste them all the way up to your inner crotch. Completely hairless, a girly shame hill with only one longitudinal muscle opens and a thin red spotless garden becomes dewy. Lick it up to the base of the crotch and enjoy the scent of too young a hua before it blossoms. Open the garden if you use your thumbs on both hands. Stimulating the female core while wearing the skin overflows the immature fruit juice. Sip the saliva, lick it off. I don't do anything that suddenly sips abusively. All you have to do is snap around the perimeter. But that's it, the sensitive girl gets her hips up.

"Ahem."

Finally let your tongue break into the garden. Sip the youthful nectar as you hear the lovely squeal. I won't forget the stimulation of the female core. A beautiful girl halfway between a child and an adult is sexually stimulated by a rough beast and dyes her skin.

After sipping enough honey, move to the upper body. He salivates Ma Sara Shame Hill and crawls his tongue from his sparsely fired flank. Little uplifting childish breasts also lick the whole thing and end up savoring it to the axillary. All you have to do is slowly lick up the surface of the blue fruit. Covered over a young limb, he breaks in carefully with a hug.

"Ah... ah..."

I narrow my eyes to the feeling of mites and meat tearing apart. Trying to pierce it all at once causes me pain. So I put my hips back and forth in small chops and my teeth in a little immature pulp.

"Kun...... ahhh"

Finally breaking into the depths. I don't do anything to eat right there. The vaginal meat comes tightened painfully. Unlike the flesh of mature women, it has a unique hardness of blue fruit. I'm so anxious that the harder I move, the more I'll hurt you.

But Sasha's charm is different from the flavour of pulp. Confirm the intimate and subdued girl's touch. I'm just doing that, and I get a feeling I can't even tell you.

Why do aristocratic lords in old age become so obsessed with older, separated girls as well as their grandchildren?

When I overlap my skin with Sasha, I feel like I know why. Unlike the blooming flowers like the Elfinas and the rotten ripe fruits like the Lilias. A girl is the most overflowing state of life that flowers will ever flower. I feel that its vitality is transmitted through my skin.

"Eat Your Life When You Are"

I guess the older you are, the more you can burn into those youthful vitals.

"Ahhh...... ahh"

After you've fully enjoyed your young vitality, you just eat it up. The hips that began to move gradually increased their speed. Sasha, who was at first a look of anguish, gradually turns into a look of overlapping lips and devouring them intensely. The firm pulp is also broken and transformed into its own form. The girl becomes a woman.

"Sasha, it's great!

Fully satisfy your beast desire as you look down at the girl who is eaten but remains. Eventually the male peak begins to be visible. I won't hesitate at all. Embrace that young limb and greed even more.

"Ugh!

Hit the last thrust in the back, exasperate a mass of inferiority, and smear the girl's innocent womb with her own desire. Sasha also shook at the pleasure of being conquered and shouted at the peak of her, in a childish and lovely voice.

"Phew... it was delicious"

After exhaling desire, the flames of the beast calm down. But the roll still remains stiff. Immerse yourself in post-ejaculatory satisfaction while slowly keeping your hips back and forth. I have many beautiful women, but Sasha is probably the best at the top of the spitting moment, the sense of conquest. There must have been this beautiful girl's life-ridden limb.

"Sasha, stay like this forever"

"Mmm..."

The beautiful girl nodded happily and closed her eyes.

A detachment led by Carlos Rodriguez entered Ursus Taipei ahead of the Second Knights. What I saw there was unimaginable to me. More than 10,000 sick people are lying in a rough earth with groans. The dead alone would be over a thousand. Some of the crew even threw up at the sight.

"What are you thinking? In this situation, you mean you still fight!

On Carlos' face, blue muscles floated with anger. A soldier, supposedly a heavy squad, was at their disposal. But when it comes to allowances, it just seems like you can only watch.

(Kate, you were right. This is hell)

Cover your mouth with a cloth and order that you never drink anything but a water bag that is lowered to your hips. We proceeded to avoid the odorous formation and headed further to the front line. About half a day on, I see the formation of the Royal Army. If we get this far, it just doesn't smell strange. But apart from that, I see a sight that makes me want to tilt my neck.

"... why is there no guard standing? This is supposed to be the main unit, right?

Though on the part of Parkshire Province, which is Kingdom territory, we should have been more vigilant than we were before the final showdown with the thieves. But the formation of the Royal Army was only divided and united into each nobleman, and it did not appear to be a single army. To the extent that the parallax and the soldiers were walking, there were even soldiers sitting on the ground trying to make it.

"Captain, this is..."

"Don't say it here"

I feel like I'm getting tired of war. I can't fight very hard with this. That's what I was going to report to the Knights Commander. But before we do, we need to hold on to enemy information. From the flags of each formation, we found the army of the Duke of Javar family, the General, and headed there.

"Stop! Somebody!

Exactly there were guards and guards in the formation of the General. Carlos reveals his affiliation and tells him that he has come as an advance party for the Second Knights. Then one person walked out. Brown hair mixed with white by the way. A man close to old age from middle age, but his flesh is quite tight and his eyes can see pitiful intelligence.

"This is Anselm Moreau of the Duke of Javar family. I'm counting on the Duke's staff."

"I'm Carlos Rodriguez, deputy captain of the Second Knights of the Kingdom and Second Division. I wish His Excellency the Duke of Javar all the best."

"Rodriguez...... excuse me. My husband is currently extremely busy and it is a difficult situation to take time. If you'll excuse me, I'll tell my husband after I talk to him."

I guess the use of the word master means that the man in front of you is not a member of the kingdom army, but a minister of the Javar family. I mean not the staff of the Royal Army, but the staff of the Javar army. There will be no such confusion in the Royal Army, but if it becomes a group of aristocratic private soldiers, it will mean that only that number of staff exists. Though I find it troublesome, I reconsider it better than the ministers in other houses and tell them what to do.

"The Second Knights, currently engaged in policing the province of Parkshire, are making progress towards Ursus Taipei, at the request of His Excellency the Duke. You'll probably be able to rendezvous in two days. My task is to gather advance information. I need information about the enemy thieves."

Morrow nodded and told his men to help set up a second detachment. I guide Carlos into the line. As he walked, Carlos asked about the war, being careful with his words.

"Sounds like a tough fight."

"You weren't lucky. No way is a plague… no matter how good the Duke is at talented people, you can't beat the weather."

Carlos nodded silently, but inside was completely different. There was also a lot of opposition to this troop departure. Besides, my own friend foresaw a failure. It's not about the weather. I lost purely on "intelligence".

Upon entering the curtain building, there were several people who appeared to be ministers of the Javar family. When Morrow waved and paid, he began to brew tea with his own hands. Carlos was surprised. First, that there is still fuel left to boil the water. The other is that Morrow brews his own tea. Given your position, you should let me be your squire.

"I used to belong to the Second Knights, too. Even so, it was a long time ago, and the period was short. But from that experience, I know that in strange lands we should be careful with water. Among our ministers, only His Excellency the Duke's direct minister, but we used it boiling water"

"… then all the more so, you know what's going on. Not if you're fighting."

Morrow nodded and offered Carlos tea. Sit across from each other and start sipping tea yourself. You don't like the taste, I slightly frowned and put the vessel down.

"Again, the taste changes when the water is different. The water on this land, they say, doesn't suit my mouth. Now, as Lord Rodriguez said, the Royal Army is poor in crisis. The information about the thieves is mixed, but what we know is that there are thousands or so. Must be a mix of men and women. And that women are terribly strong among them..."

"Strong? Is there a Holy Knight (Paladin)?

"That's also quite a few...... probably barbarians unknown to the kingdom, but each of them seems to be quite a few warriors. Several lords and chief ministers of the kingdom nobility, including Damien, your son, were captured. You understand. If we retreat here, the kingdom itself will shake as well as our home."

"Then shouldn't it be settled in negotiations? There will be a lot to lose, but it should be better than letting the dead out. As it is, we will lose even more."

"That's what I said, too, Your Eminence, but the Duke is determined to make a showdown. Even though the enemy is strong, it is only a few thousand. This one, on the other hand, is still more than 30,000 large armies. Plus if you join the Second Knights, you can't lose..."

"Is that what you think, Lord Morrow?

In response to Carlos' inquiry, Morrow did not answer. I just shut up and sipped a cup of tea that I said didn't fit my mouth.

From Ursutai to Wangdu, it takes twenty days no matter how many horses you fly. By the time the ferocious news of the plague spread was brought to the Wang capital, Ursu Taipei had even entered the Second Knights.

"Dr. Lilia, is it possible to spread the plague artificially?

"I've never heard of it. At least not in the centuries-old history of the kingdom. If it's possible, it's the wisdom of what your man called a" military teacher from elsewhere ". Far Eastern countries must have wisdom and technology that we don't have."

Upon hearing that the Royal Army was suffering from the plague, Kite immediately visited Lilia, the Dean of the College. Four of my holy knights are also gathered together. Heroes, who have become the Holy Knights, may not yet belong to the army but have a request to deploy. I wanted to know the situation as accurately as possible and consider how to move forward.

(I expected you to set something up, but I feel annoyed with that diagonal. Manipulating the plague is like the devil of gaga. Magic or something? No, then I would have used it in the Battle of Parkshire. It's not magic. by human wisdom and ingenuity)

"He said he had the plague, but didn't he just belly down without the water fitting?

Sophia surprises me. Naturally. If, indeed, only the enemy army were free to develop the plague, it would no longer even be a war. Sooner or later, the kingdom will perish.

"Just because the water doesn't fit, there's no way the vast majority of soldiers will fall in such a short period of time. I'm infected from person to person. There was only a plague in the enemy army that attacked you? No matter how strong the good fortune of the goddess may be, there can be no such coincidence. Undoubtedly, it was caused by man in the clear will."

"Is Carlos safe?

"I'm telling you not to go into the Ursu platform. I want to believe you're safe."

To Elfina's inquiry, Kate could only bite her teeth. In case of the worst, I have given Carlos a total, but this time things have even exceeded that assumption. All you have to do is believe in your friend's luck.

"Probably on the front line, there's an aversion to war. But even if half of them fall ill, 30,000 men? How are the thieves going to win?

"Pull deep into the Ursus platform and slap the replenishment. Destroy each divided Royal Army to chase the thieves around. If it lasts a month, it will be winter and the Royal Army will have to withdraw. I would. But..."

Lilia nodded at Kate's answer as well. The Royal Army, where the plague has spread, is being pushed into a situation where it cannot retreat. Give up the battle and withdraw all your troops, or go into a great battle of kun fu. The Royal Army was forced to make a choice. And probably would choose the latter. The former has nothing to gain just by losing it, but the latter has no chance of regenerating death. But if you're a military teacher, you should also be hitting on the latter's choices.

"There's something going on. Besides the ploy that spread the plague, I still have the trump card to hide. This is the only thing that has made the Royal Army thin and thin around. You can't miss it."

Kate stood up. In any case, it makes it harder to get moving when you're here. War is an initiative. In order to increase my choices, I needed to get out of Wang Du, the center of politics.

"Doctor, I'd like to head north. Teachers too..."

"I can't. You can't just throw away the dean's chair and run away. Don't worry. I have some handouts, too. If there's nothing I can do, I'm going to count on the Marshal. You need to get out of here. Each of you four has quite a bit of power at home. If I stay here, I'll be tied to clutches and taken advantage of?

"Dr. Lilia is right. Let my parents know right away. I want you to stay away from the king's capital until the situation hardens."

"When it comes to the north, are you going to the Marquis Roglia house?

"No, it's the Great Barryhardt Fortress. When the kingdom is confused, history changes with one big general's move"

Kate's ears staring at Elsa's face did hear the footsteps of unrest.