Female knight simulator, I am upright!

The Horsewoman Charges: 27. Who spends the night with the Succubus Knight? 【triple】

Getting a large sum of money from the Chief Financial Officer should have been an extremely pleasant thing, but because she temporarily sacrificed her own happiness, on the way back, Loria only felt full of depression.

"It's better to be optimistic. Oh, there's no need to be so optimistic about the body. If you are too optimistic, you will become a pervert that will explode anytime and anywhere."

Loria glanced back at the women following behind her.

The vengeance was avenged, but there was no expression of relief on their faces.

Think about it too.

Even if the Chief Financial Officer is killed in an extremely cruel way, their past experiences will not be erased.

Moreover, the Chief Financial Officer is only the chief culprit. He still has many accomplices and subordinates who are still alive in this world, and those people have no less crimes than the Chief Financial Officer.

Therefore, you can't just punish the chief evil!

"Think about it carefully, the army organized by the Hidden Head will come over in a few days, right?"

Loria pinched her chin lightly, and she shook the magic storage item hanging on her waist with her hand.

This was what she looted from the Chancellor of Finance, and it contained nearly one hundred thousand Oder coins.

To a deep-pocketed treasurer, that's pocket money, but to her, it's enough for a down payment on a house.

"It seems that I have to work harder as a knight. When I return to Claren City, I will follow the list in the account book and knock on the door one by one!"

Because she was going to sneak away before the call from the head of the secret, Loria felt that she might not have time to rest.

After all, it is a profitable job. If you delay it for a while, you may lose tens of thousands of Oder coins.

After walking a certain distance, Loria finally returned to the place where she fought the knight.

The battle is over.

The extremely ferocious knight fell into the pit, his arms were cut off one after another, and his waist was spliced ​​together crookedly. Obviously, he was completely out of breath.

On the other side, Coleridge suffered some minor injuries to his arm, while the president stood by the pit, the knight's sword was broken, and there was no trace of injury on his body, only his beautiful long golden hair was slowly fluttering in the evening wind. Bring out the splendor of a dream.

"President, are you alright?"

Loria threw a knowledge of people in the past.

There are two buffs behind the president's name, one is called [self-denial] and the other is called [hidden impulse].

The buff is not explained in detail, but it seems that there is no big problem for the time being.

The president shook his head: "I'm fine, where's the Chief Financial Officer?"

Loria explained the situation to the president and Coleridge, and then found Miss Fat Sheep who had been hiding not far away, and explained it again.

Everyone's mood is a bit complicated.

It was as if something had been released, yet something remained.

In the end, it was Li Ya who broke the silence first, and a bright smile appeared on Bai Huniang's face: "What are you doing in a daze, shouldn't what you should do now be celebrating? Everything will be different from tomorrow, don't you think you still want to celebrate?" Say goodbye to today with a sad face?"

Under her instigation, the atmosphere gradually became lively.

"Celebrate, celebrate fiercely!"

Speaking of this, Miss Fat Sheep is excited.

So, whether it was pretended or sincere, everyone had smiles on their faces.

They tidied up and returned to Claren City.

Even though it's late at night, the celebration is still moving forward.

Since it is a celebration, the venue and food must be indispensable.

Mrs. Lucini led the crowd to her other residence. Although the house was small, no one disturbed her.

Then, Coleridge and Miss Fat Sheep got a lot of ingredients.

At this time, it was Li Ya's turn to show her skills.

No one expected that Bai Huniang was a culinary expert, and the president who often cooks on weekdays felt ashamed to see her.

"Here comes the chicken soup."

The last chicken soup was served on the table, and everyone chatted while eating.

"I'm going to see far away." Li Ya shared her goal.

While talking, one of the victims suddenly fell on the ground and bowed to her.

"Thank you, Sister Li Ya, you obviously have nothing to do with this matter, but you have been running around for us."

"Eh?"

Loria was taken aback.

Is it okay?

She always thought that Li Ya was also a victim, or that her relatives were victims.

But when Li Ya lifted the victim on the ground and began to tell the details, she realized that she had made a mistake.

Li Ya is not even from the Claren Province, her hometown is very far away from the Claren Province. When she became an adult, she began to follow in the footsteps of her ancestors to tour the empire.

She met these victims in Claren City, and because she remembered the oppression her family had suffered, she stayed and was determined to stand up for them.

This stay is nearly a year.

It was not until meeting Loria that the problem was finally resolved.

Li Ya shyly touched the three white marks on her cheeks, and the tiger's ears trembled accordingly.

"Next, I will continue to travel, go to the imperial capital, go to the Fairy Forest, and when I can't walk anymore, I will go back to my hometown."

Maybe this is the hero?

Heroic knights don't necessarily have to do deeds that shock the entire continent like those knight novels circulating on the market. Heroes are those who can bring the soul of a knight to the place they pass by.

Although there are many evil people in this broken world, there are also many good people. Otherwise, the statues of the goddesses of morning light, wind and sky would have been knocked down long ago.

Loria admires Li Ya somewhat, but she still keeps her distance from such an attitude towards life.

She just wants to lie down and live a peaceful life.

It would be the best if she could attract beautiful big sisters like the president and Miss Fat Sheep to serve her with a simple trick when she was bored, so that she could be satisfied wholeheartedly.

Bang bang bang.

"drink!"

Loria Ton Ton is just a glass of wine.

The president sitting on the side quickly pressed her hand: "Drink less, you shouldn't drink at your age."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Loria, with blushing cheeks, waved her hand casually.

Not to mention drinking, she has done even more egregious things.

Keep going. Ton ton.

The long night passed halfway through such excitement. When halfway through drinking, Coleridge went back first, and then some people left one after another.

a moment.

Loria rubbed her belly and stood up from the chair.

It's a bit uncomfortable to hold back, let's release it, although it is very exciting to think about sudden diarrhea in front of everyone during the celebration, but she still rejects the happiness brought by this perverted play.

"Hey, has the effect of the sacrifice passed?"

For some reason, Lolia felt that her body was a little hot, and her walking was a little vain.

Maybe it's because I drank too much.

After a few minutes, she returned to the table.

"Drink, keep drinking!"

Happiness returned to her body, and Loria found herself several times more excited than before.

She thinks this should be the impact of the lost and regained happiness, but it doesn't matter anymore, I won't get drunk tonight!

"I can't drink anymore."

The president looked at the wobbly Loria with a solemn expression.

"No...it's okay, I'm super capable, hey, I stuffed a diaper on purpose, it doesn't matter even if I drink too much."

"..."

The president was a little speechless.

She reached out and put the sticker on Loria's forehead, and found that it was very hot.

I got sick?

With Loria's strength, she shouldn't be sick.

The president leaned over gently, and because he was too tight, his chest was rubbed twice by Loria's hand.

Even though it was just an ordinary contact, a tingling sensation more numb than electric current suddenly spread throughout her whole body, making her froze.

How is this going?

The president froze in place.

No matter what, she is in her 20s. In this world where the average age of marriage is less than [-], of course she understands that idea. She even did it herself, but the excitement is far less intense than it is now.

"what happened?"

Seeing that neither of them was moving, Miss Fat Sheep and Mrs. Lucini, who were having a good meal, leaned over.

At this moment, both Loria and the president were not quite right, their faces were blushing, and their smooth and tender skins were lightly pressed together, exuding a jealous smell.

"Loria is drunk, let's carry her to the bed and let her have a good rest."

Miss Fat Sheep was the first to propose.

Mrs. Lucini nodded immediately: "Yeah, let me help."

The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, gently and naturally pushed the general away from Loria's body.

"I don't rest anymore, it's rare to be so happy, I want to continue to celebrate!"

Loria tried to break free, but her hands and feet were weak at this time, and she was carried away after poking a few times indiscriminately.

Her consciousness was a little fuzzy, and she felt that she hit the door with her butt on the way of being carried, and then she was put on the bed.

A quilt was covered, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

The president seems to have come in.

"Is it really okay to just put her on the bed like this? What if she vomits."

"emmm..."

This is indeed a problem.

Miss Fat Sheep said: "Then let's help Loria take a bath first, with the three of us here, it will be finished soon."

The proposal was unanimously approved.

As a result, Loria, who had just clamped the quilt between her legs and rubbed unconsciously, was carried out again.

The process was surprisingly difficult.

Loria's body is very plump, but because she is not tall, her weight is completely out of proportion to her weight.

Not to mention the powerful president, even Miss Fat Sheep can easily hug her.

But the four people walked for four to five minutes on the dozens of steps to the bathroom.

"Why is it so hot tonight?"

Miss Fat Sheep raised her neckline and swayed it casually, trying to divert a little wind.

But it doesn't help.