"Just test your depth with the fingering I've been honing for five years!" thought Egil, his hand moving a lot faster, and soon he could hear the sound of water stains. At this time, Sonya, who was exploring in front, was disappointed to learn that the centaur's "beep" did not grow in front, and then fell in love with Printhea's chest. After comparing myself, I came up with a disorienting answer. After seeing which, Sonia didn't know why, but remembered the Maria who had been against her all along—the girl who was two years younger than her liked to show off to her with not too big, but not too big boobs.

"It's impossible for a killer to have such big boobs, that's too cumbersome!" I also knew that it was correct for Master to give him medicine to inhibit the growth of her breasts. If he really has boobs the size of the eldest princess Aurora, he won't be able to be Egil's personal bodyguard. However, Sonia still felt very concerned. And therefore hostile to all women with bigger boobs than her. And the relationship with Empress Artoria was quite good.

So, Sonia made a very normal move, a little angry, a little hard to rub Printhia's two meat balls that were not too big, but not too small. Knead it into various shapes as if it were dough......

In this way, under the front and back attacks of Egil and Sonya, Printhia felt a very comfortable and somewhat embarrassing feeling in her sleep. I couldn't help but moan quietly - and with this sound, the two perverts, a man and a woman, seemed to be encouraged, and their actions became even more excessive...... Soon, Printhia, who had never experienced anything between a man or a woman before, soon reached a climax. With the rapid squirming of the muscles that were well exercised, the "beep" suddenly squirted out a high-pressure liquid, and at the same time, the whole person was also moaning comfortably, but fortunately, Egil was ready again, and he dodged this water bomb attack with his body sideways.

Afterwards. Sonia and Egil immediately stopped moving at the same time. After a closer look, they saw that Printhia was still sleeping, so they all smiled a little ghostly. Put Printhia back on her clothes. Egil acted like he was fine. He took out a handkerchief soaked in rose dew to wipe his slightly damp hands, and then took out a small bottle of aroma spray and sprayed it indoors. That way, there won't be any weird smells. No one will doubt him.

"Perverted. It's just that, at this moment, Aurora's slightly angry voice appeared in Egil's heart - well, this guy probably can't hide it. But presumably she won't talk too much about this kind of thing. So Egil continued to selectively ignore Aurora and went over to start a discussion with Sonia - still academic, of course.

"What do you see?" asked Egil in a whisper to Sonya.

"The upper body is the same as that of a normal human, and the lower body of a horse. Sonya, who was slightly jealous, rolled her eyes. He replied angrily.

"Oh. I see. Egil nodded.

"So, master, do you see anything?" asked Sonya.

"It's normal. Egil replied.

"Normal?" Sonia didn't react for a moment, and repeated what Egil had said.

"Hmm. It's just normal. Egil then replied, leaving Sonia a little baffled by what Egil meant.

And at this very moment. Princia, who felt a little lost, woke up. Feeling embarrassed by a dream, he saw Egil's smiling face like a thousand trumpet flowers. I can't help but feel even more embarrassed.

"You must be tired. Egil said: "It looks like I haven't had a good rest in a while. The room is ready. It can be used at any time. Please follow me. ”

So, Egil naturally took Printhia's hand. Out of the tent. Makes this centaur lord red-faced. Intent on getting Egil to let go. But looking into Egil's eyes so sincerely. Innocent, without the slightest malice on the countenance. It was like a crime to think that I had such a suspicion of such a man's bad intentions - and that I had always thought so compared to Egil. It seems to be extraordinarily filthy, and ashamed of oneself. At this time, Sonia consciously akarinized, leaving more space for these two people. And Artoria didn't know where to go - mostly to practice martial arts. Or the training of soldiers went. ...,

In this way, although there were some knights of the Guards around, there were quite a few Norman soldiers in the distance. But these are all backgrounds that can be selectively ignored. At this moment, Printhia looked at Egil intently. I feel as if there is affection in my heart that is beginning to sprout.

"What...... The other party is a human being. And a Norman...... We're enemies. Lord Centaur reminded himself. However, the body is getting hotter and hotter. At the same time, little by little, he leaned in the direction of Egil, almost sticking to Egil......

And at this very moment. Princia's stomach suddenly crumbled in anger.

“...... Or would you like to eat something first?" Egir chuckled and turned his way towards his room, while several of the knights of the guard who were guarding the door immediately ran to the kitchen, and ordered the palace cooks to start cooking—because of the guests, they had to make more sumptuous than usual. Therefore, they are worthy of Egil's most trusted knights. The ability to read words and colors is really top-notch. Egil knew how to do it.

In this way, Egil managed to get Printhia into his room, having consulted books on centaur customs. So I know that the tool that centaurs usually use for eating is a low table, a table of the height that allows them to curl up their legs and lie on the ground to eat—about the same height as a coffee table used by humans. And Egil is also very dedicated, like all high-ranking abductors. The furniture was made to order - in fact, Egil had prepared the best set of the centaurs' household items for Printhia's use. It is completely different from Joan of Arc, who casually fools around, or even inexplicably, and says, "If a horse says oats, right?"

According to the customs and recipes of the centaurs, their food is no different from that of the ordinary steppe race, with meat from cattle and sheep, as well as dairy products. That's basically it. So Egil reasoned that eating something else should be fine. Experiments were also carefully conducted on other Centaur prisoners of war. After devouring a lot of fried chicken, duck and fish, the next day, the centaur prisoners of war were still alive. This confirms Egil's assertion.

Soon, Egil pulled Printhia to his room. Printhia noticed that along the way, people looked at her differently. Everyone bowed very consciously, with the men caressing their chests and the women pulling up the corners of their skirts. They were all very frightened and honored—of course, Printhia quickly understood that they were not looking at herself, but at the man beside her, holding her hand.

"Egil...... Skadra Grímsson?" The Centaur Lord was in a trance for a moment, opened his mouth, and then said such a name.

When Egil heard this, his heart pounded. However, his complexion was extraordinarily serene. It's as if nothing happened. I thought to myself: "This woman's IQ is not low. I don't wear any emperor-related clothes today, just ordinary aristocratic clothes......"

Seeing that Egil did not reply, he neither promised nor denied. Or as if she hadn't heard her, Printhia couldn't hold it anymore if the person who was holding her hand was the emperor she had been thinking about and wanted to capture alive.

In this way, the two sides arrived at Egil's room. Soon servants, all sorts of incense were delivered. Dishes that will make you feel like you're going to have an appetite. Printhia looked at these delicacies, which she couldn't even name, and was slightly stunned. And he heard Egil ask.

"Isn't this to your liking? I'm sorry, I haven't done much research on the eating habits of centaurs......"

"No, that's already good. "I think back to the fact that in Krakow before, the other party actually fed himself forage for horses to eat. Printhia hurriedly said this—and then raised her knife and fork and reached for a plate of crispy chicken, which she felt delicious after taking a bite. I haven't had a good meal these days. So she ate a little more, and it didn't look very good—while she was eating, Princia suddenly remembered that there was another person next to her. I immediately felt a little embarrassed. Immediately looking up, he saw Egil chuckling at him, not at all interested in eating. Suddenly I became even more shy.

"It's okay, don't worry about me, you just eat your own. Egil said quickly.

"Oh. Printhia nodded. However, the movement after that became noticeably smaller.

When he saw that she had almost eaten and was no longer eating so much, Egil, who was leaning next to her, handed over the tea again. Rinse her mouth. Then he took out another handkerchief and wiped the grease stains from Printhea's mouth. Printhia resisted a little, and finally let Egil fiddle with her, just fixed on Egil, and finally involuntarily got closer and closer...... Lying on Egil's shoulder, Egil naturally hugged Principia's neck and kissed her.