Chapter 266: I Expect to See Ana’s Panty Shot from Horseback, but Her Attendants Block Me. These Guys…!

Iria seemed to have an idea of Ana’s location, because she operated Ranjou without hesitation and advanced. I controlled Iferaski, who was looking around restlessly because her eyes were drawn to the state of the city, and somehow managed to follow Ranjou.

"Okay, easy now. Iferaski. We’ll have Rafilia-san cut carrots for you later. So follow Ranjou so you don’t get lost."

Even with many people, from my high line of sight I would almost never lose Iria’s armored figure. But Iferaski’s line of sight is low, so if we got separated it would be trouble.

Because there were smells of cooking and things that seemed like medicine, there was also a fear that Iferaski would lose Ranjou’s scent.

Iferaski has a prior record of getting lost so I can’t let my guard down. Because I was only concerned with making Iferaski face forward, I didn’t have the leeway to observe the state of the city in detail. The people on the streets were all humans, and it was certain there were no chained or whipped beastmen.

People of the city called out to me a lot—won’t you buy meat, how about wine, we take armor repairs, there are swords—so I well understood that it was lively.

"It’s lively."

"The Christmas Tournament is also a time for merchants to make money. When people increase, meals increase. When armor breaks, work increases for the craftsmen who repair it. And inns profit."

Iria pointed left and right along the street in order.

"Ah, so these are inns."

Most of the buildings on both sides of the street had crest banners hanging from the windows.

"If you look at these crests you can tell who is staying at which inn. Because the king as the organizer has prepared the inns. Influential knights are staying on this street."

"Is there no room for Iria?"

"I am one who incurred displeasure and was expelled. I have not been invited. It’s voluntary participation."

"But thanks to being expelled you met my cock. It’s good that it wasn’t only painful things."

"Let me say normally that I’m glad I met you. Don’t limit it to the cock. Oh. Found it."

Iria stopped Ranjou in front of an inn with an especially splendid surface façade. It was three stories with perhaps five rooms across each floor. Including the back maybe ten rooms.

The first floor had stables on the right half and a tavern or something on the left half.

Iria pointed at the banners hanging left and right of the inn entrance.

"The crest on the banner to the right of the entrance is the Red Iron Order crest."

I see. The Red Iron Order crest is a white sword on a red field. As a matter of course it matches the design of my long robe.

"The banner to the left of the entrance is Ana’s personal crest. The right half is a red flame on a white field, the left half is a white lily on a blue field. From this it can be read as the eldest daughter of the Lunametié house who has no inheritance rights."

"The design looks like two kinds of crests combined, but was Ana married?"

"No, the right is the crest of her mother’s house and the left is the crest of her father’s house. There’s a ribbon wrapping the whole thing, right? That means she is a daughter without inheritance rights to the crest."

"It’s difficult."

"You’ll get used to it eventually."

In front of the inn Iria dismounted from the uman-ko, so I also dismounted. Because Iferaski and Ranjou are treated as horses, we had them enter the stables on the first floor of the inn. We’ll have them wait while playing with the horses Ana must have brought.

"Iferaski. Ranjou. Wait a little."

Iria removed her helmet and called the master with a lion-shaped door knocker.

"Master. Could you tell Ana that Iria has come to visit?"

"Yes. Please wait a moment."

When the inn master announced the visitor indoors, a small girl came down from above.

She didn’t look like she trained her body, but was she Ana’s attendant?

Iria handed her sword, sheath and all, to the attendant.

Ah. I see. Handing over a weapon to show there is no hostility.

The attendant also directed her gaze at me, but my golden armor had no weapons so there was nothing to hand over.

Should I release the golden armor.

Release!

Bashu!

Biku!

The attendant’s eyes widened and her shoulders trembled. I seemed to have startled her.

"Th-This way."

The attendant began climbing the stairs.

I climbed the stairs while gazing at Iria’s butt right in front of my eyes.

Because she was wearing armor, there was no sexiness at all.

Stroke, stroke.

Yeah. It didn’t feel good at all.

Without getting an erection we were led in front of Ana’s room on the second floor.

Ton ton ton.

"Lady Ana. Lady Iria has arrived."

"Ah. Come in."

"Excuse us."

"Pardon the intrusion."

A nice room.

It was spacious, a carpet was laid underfoot, tapestries hung on the walls, and bare floor or wall materials didn’t catch the eye. There were candlesticks on the walls so candles could be lit at night.

The windows were not wooden boards but glass cross windows.

Even without home appliances, isn’t it more splendid than my room in modern Japan?

Ana in a red dress was sitting on the bed.

Ana’s clothes were not disheveled, and there was no wet dildo fallen on the high-quality bed with a thin white sheet, so it didn’t seem she had been doing fun things with the girl attendant.

Certainly, her expression was also not good.

I entered the room after Iria. Because Iria stood against the right wall in front of Ana, I also stood next to her.

The girl attendant also tried to enter the room, but when Ana said "Prepare wine for the guests, and after that wait in your own room" she left.

"Ana, have you been well?"

When I asked,

"Ah."

Came a lifeless reply.

Because Iria didn’t start talking, a silent time passed for a while.

Then the earlier girl attendant brought three cups and a bottle of wine. The girl served us wine and left the room.

"Ana. You have no energy—what’s wrong."

It sounds exactly like the same question I asked a little earlier, but the answer is different.

With a grievous expression, Ana slowly began answering Iria’s question.

"I no longer understand. The Pope and the King claim they were given the right to rule the world by God. I also believed that. ...But God denied the slave system..."

Was the word of God Larme who descended upon Rafilia-san tormenting Ana.

I simply decided that because beastmen are pitiful I would save them within the range my hands can reach. But is Ana still continuing to worry.

"Ana. You’re at loose ends right now, aren’t you?"

"Ah."

"Alright. Come with us."

"Eh?"

"Come. Let’s go."

Iria drained the wine in one gulp, took Ana’s hand and made her stand. Rather than forcibly, Ana didn’t seem to resist much. Because the two of them left the room, I also drained the wine in one gulp and followed.

"Ana’s attendants. Your master is going out with me."

Iria called out to no one in particular.

Then a voice came from the upper floor.

"Please wait a moment."

Because we were told that we waited a little, and the earlier girl came down.

She held a staff in her hand. Apparently she is good at magic. And she was wearing a red long robe.

Matching outfits with me!

That said, as expected the girl was wearing clothes under the long robe.

Even though I match outfits with almost all members of the Red Iron Order, matching outfits with a girl might be the first time.

Because I was grinning, the girl furrowed her brows and glanced at me.

Then following the girl another woman came down. She was also wearing a long robe, and seemed to be wearing chainmail underneath. The arms extending from the sides of the long robe had a glittering metallic color. She had a sword at her waist.

Seeing the staff attendant return the sword to Iria, Ana said "They are special friends. From next time there is no need to take their weapons."

The five of us left the inn and mounted the uman-ko. Ana and her attendants were on ordinary horses.

Because Ana was riding in a skirt, it was rolled up to a quite daring place and her panties seemed about to be visible. Or rather, is she wearing panties? Is she going commando?

Or is she wearing something like trousers under the skirt?

When I directed an expectant gaze at Ana’s thighs, the staff attendant cut in front of me.

Coincidence?

I was glared at with a jiro.

This girl...!

I slowed Iferaski’s speed and dropped back.

Rather, from behind the panty-shot area is larger so I can enjoy it more.

Then from behind the sword attendant changed her horse’s position and blocked my line of sight.

These guys...!

Now then, where are we going. I have no choice but to follow Iria.

After leaving the block of lined-up inns, because it was an alley with many passersby the movement speed dropped.

Then the sword attendant advanced her horse first and called out "Make way. It is Ana, captain of the Red Iron Order," making the citizens move to the edges of the road.

Uhee... It might be a normal thing for noble-samas, but for me as a commoner the feeling of apology is strong.

Everyone, sorry...

I thought that, but the surrounding citizens were rather smiling and looking up at Ana on horseback.

Because she’s a celebrity, is it like an entertainer sensation?

There were people approaching while pleading to be allowed to touch her body.

This is not in an erotic sense, but because it is believed that touching a saint will cure illness or grant miracles.

Those clinging were driven away by the attendants.

After advancing for a while, Iria stopped Ranjou’s feet.

Is this a greengrocer?

Lots of vegetables and fruits I may or may not have seen before were lined up. Because I only know the major vegetables circulating in Japan, I don’t really know whether the vegetables here resemble those in Europe or not.

"Ana. Buy some southern fruits as a souvenir."

"Understood."

Ana replied, but it was the attendants who acted. The staff attendant dismounted from the horse, bought things that looked like watermelon or melon and things like blueberries, and put them in the bag hanging at the horse’s waist.

The payment was clearly in a "keep the change" feeling, paying with gold coins.

Because the shopkeeper was bowing his head many times with a top-class smile, they must have overpaid after all.

Then we resumed movement.

The moment we left the city, I had an idea of the destination.

However, Ana couldn’t possibly know. After passing through the tent cluster she voiced a question.

"Where are we going, Iria."

"There’s something I want to show Ana. We’ll arrive soon."

Because we’re heading west, the destination is the bus carriage.

Now then, left and right are wheat fields. There are no buildings around and nothing to block the wind.

In other words, it’s a chance for Ana’s skirt to flip up grandly and show her panties. However.

"These guys!"

They completely understand my perverted heart!

As expected of a first-rate knight’s attendants, they are skilled at handling horses. They skillfully put their horses between Ana and me, preventing me from seeing inside Ana’s skirt.

The road width is tight for three horses to line up side by side, so when the two attendants cooperate to block the path, it’s hard to overtake.

Don’t rush. Once we pass the wheat fields it’s grassland. A chance to overtake the two attendants will definitely come.

"Iferaski. Conserve your legs. When we get to a wide place, overtake those guys and get behind Ana."

"Pii!"

Eventually the wheat fields ended and we entered the grassland.

"Alright. Let’s go, Iferaski. Straight-line acceleration!"

...!

"Wh-What!"

Ana’s two attendants circled to Ana’s left and right and perfectly matched speed.

With this I can’t even see her thighs from the side.

Do I have no choice but to look at her butt the instant the skirt flips?

If I drop speed, the attendants also drop speed.

Kuu.

As expected, first-rate knight’s attendants also excel at horse-handling technique. One of them is always between me and Ana!

While struggling like this trying to see panties, we arrived at the destination.