The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story
Vol. 2 Chapter 205
Overnight
Translated by Raizu
I felt great waking up.
It’s like the stresses had been splendidly washed away along when the sludge-like semen that had accumulated was ejected. It’s been a while since I felt this kind of exhilaration.
Sex is good. It enriches your life.
When I opened the window, I was greeted by a clear morning sky with no clouds.
In the high sky mixed with white brilliance, there is something that foretells a bright future.
Did the First King Levios once see the same sky?
[Uh…? So bright…]
I heard a voice behind me, so I turned around.
On the bed I was in until just now, there was a thick swelling under the blanket.
The swell slowly began to move up, down, left, and right, and at last, a young girl raised her upper body up.
[…..Y, Young Master!?]
[At ease.]
She is the local maid who showed me to Eve’s room last night.
[Last night was really good.]
[…..That’s…well… Pardon me. Yes…]
When I approached the bed, I sat next to her and lightly kissed her cheek and forehead.
Being able to touch a woman’s body like this right after waking up is the real pleasure of sexual intercourse.
About last night, I ordered this maid to clean up after I finished eating Eve and making a mess as a result.
Eve ended up sleeping until the end, so she shouldn’t have been aware that I had violated her.
But if she wakes up with her whole body covered in saliva and semen, she’d figure out what happened. So, sending her to a bath again to erase the traces was naturally my next action.
Afterall, only by going that far, the sleep rape scenario will finally be completed. I couldn’t really help it.
For some reason the maid smiled and followed my instructions.
Does calm thinking after ejaculation sharpen intuition? I had strong doubts about her attitude, and asked her why she was happy with a somewhat strong tone, in a half-blaming way.
Then she cried and explained, confessing that she intended to reuse the semen. It seems that she thought it was a perfect chance to give birth to a Lord-class child while she was on a business trip to the Royal Capital.
It might seem like an action of a female stalker in various ways, but thinking about it by the standards of a knight family’s daughter, her action will probably be evaluated as [very well done!].
But, I shouldn’t have found out about this act. As a sexually sensitive Noble boy, one may end up becoming an impotent because of this. If I make a fuss, it will be a big blunder on the level where not only her, but also her family will have to bear the blame..
Of course, I have no intention of making a fuss about it. For the most part, it would be fine if the knight came to apologize for my sperm. Perhaps wondering what kind of face he would greet me with. Rather, the knight may go impotent after coming to apologize.
Well, maybe it’s because the local maid knew about my personality and my disordered lower body that she honestly confessed, thinking that I wouldn’t mind.
I ignored the matter and ordered her to accompany me instead.
After having sex, I wanted to sleep while hugging a female body. However, I couldn’t sleep while holding Eve, so I needed a replacement.
That’s why I left Eve’s aftermath to another maid, and brought this semen recycling maid, also known as the local maid, into my room as a hug pillow…but when I went to bed, my crotch, which should have been exhausted and withered, was full of motivation.
Anyway, it’s a win-win for both sides.
[I’m going to change clothes now.]
[P, Please wait.]
She’s a dutiful girl. Even though we’re still in bed, she’s already acting like a maid.
From her point of view, she may feel that last night’s affair was due to my mercy.
[Because I could only do it once last night.]
Her breast was lacking, but her butts were quite plump and fleshy, which was nice. From her appearance, I thought she was a poor looking girl with nothing to be proud of in the breast and butt department, but it turned out I unexpectedly misjudged her measurements. I was on the verge of not wanting to touch her, let alone sleep with her. From now on, if there’s a maid, I will at least try to touch her even if her looks aren’t up to par.
I took a position so that she could see my erect cock in the morning. My silhouette should look like the katakana [ト] turned upside down.
[My…..♡]
It’s nice to show off my male genitalia and get a reaction from it.
This is the only pleasure that can’t be obtained just from sex.
Even though I already did it several times last night, I was able to ejaculate twice in the morning. This youthful resilience sometimes scares me.
I even felt like my balls were getting stronger every time we had sex, just like my muscles grow when I hurt my body during training.
What should I do if I end up with a life where the production of semen doesn’t stop and I’m constantly dripping?
Leaving the local maid in the room, I proceed down the corridor.
A senior civil officer of the Quordenze family led the way.
[Here we are.]
[…Already prepared this early in the morning?]
[We are always starting early in the morning. Early birds get the worms after all.]
While we were talking, we arrived at the innermost room of the Quordenze mansion.
The three military officers who acted as security stood up from their chairs and silently greeted me.
[I’m going inside.]
[Yessir.]
The door was opened by the military officer, and I proceeded into the room with the senior civil officer.
The moment when I entered, I could feel the damp and stagnant air on my face. This room does not face the outside, and there are no windows. That’s probably why it becomes such an environment.
The door was closed by the military officer when the senior civil officer activated the lighting magic.
[I have been waiting for you.]
A woman appeared out of the dim darkness and greeted us politely.
My purpose for coming here was to meet her.
[Don’t put yourself in a cramped room like this, Cynthia.]
[No, it’s enough to receive such consideration.]
One of the diplomatic cards prepared by the Quordenze family for socializing in the Royal Capital was Cynthia, a former low-ranking priest of the Zeth Holy High Society
Her existence was top secret, and she was placed under house arrest in a place like this in case she escaped. After all, this is Levios, the Royal Capital of Levios, which should be called the center of anti-priests. There is nothing to be gained from being known to have brought in a priest.
I heard that she was masquerading as a female civil officer while she was traveling, but I don’t know where she was, since I never saw her.
It was my father’s idea to bring Cynthia here.
The invasion of St. Navempos has been rumored for some time, but my father says that the Levios family has recently become quite motivated. He frequently meets with Nobles close to the Royal family after all.
Of course, the Quordenze family has a war against Spierzeig, so it is a major premise that we do not want to get involved in other things.
However, not knowing what will happen is the norm in Noble diplomacy. That is still the same no matter the place
In the unlikely event that the St. Navempos invasion theory became overheated, a final stop was needed.
――I see, there is a point in the invasion of the Holy City. Last year, in our Quordenze, agents of the Holy High Order of Zeth nearly attacked our home city of Newnelly. I never dreamed that they would go as far as raising a blessed child with anti-Noble thoughts inside the Field. Luckily, I was nearby so it was dealt with right away. As the Levios family says, the priests will need to be sanctioned in the not too distant future—
If it comes down to it, my father would say something like this.
The Royal Nobles basically act with the safety of their territory as the top priority.
Hearing my father’s remarks, everyone would be worried that the priests might be carrying out terrorist activities under their feet, and the mood for the expedition would be blown away in one shot.
Since each Noble will use the army to investigate Fields near their territory, it is possible to postpone the invasion plan for several years. My father is thinking of a short-term decisive battle with the Spierzeig family, so it’s enough to earn that much.
My father told me not to touch Cynthia, but that was a natural consideration. If a girl with a swollen belly comes out as a witness, it won’t be very persuasive.
Of course, Cynthia is a trump card, and it would be better if we could keep it until the end. If it needs to be, we can definitely bring it to force the postponement, but that will cause the Levios family’s mental image to worsen.
[So, what can I do for you today?]
I sat down at the desk that had been prepared for me and told her straight to the point.
[Nobody here is more knowledgeable about Zeth than you.]
[What can I help you with?]
I need information about Progenitor, which is related to the foundation of the Zeth religion.
There is no other reliable expert on the origins of the Zeth religion. She majored in history of Zeth at the academic institution in the holy city after all.
[Do you think the Progenitor will ever reappear in this world?]
[Are we talking about the manifestation of Spirit Zeth? Or a human who inherits the characteristic of a Progenitor?]
I’m not interested in the phony spirit Zeth, so it’s the latter.
Then, Cynthia answered without thinking.
[That is quite possible. How many thousands of years will pass is beyond the reach of human wisdom, but with the guidance of the spirits, the supreme blessing may once again be bestowed upon humanity.]
That answer was a little surprising.
I was under the impression that they considered Zeth as the one and only Progenitor, and the others were to be considered as fakes and swiftly eliminated. As a religious organization, rather than recognizing a Progenitor who appeared out of nowhere and risking to disrupt the order of the organization, it would be less damaging to just completely deny their claim and move to eliminate them.
At first I thought asking something like that straight would be rude.
She admonished me in a gentle tone without showing an unpleasant expression.
[Spirits are beings who freely give their blessings. Just like the coincidence of how a Highlord can be born from serf parents. The same goes for a Progenitor. Even if a Progenitor child were to be born tomorrow, they will not inherit the great mission the Founding Father had. Therefore, there is no need for us to ruthlessly exclude them or to stubbornly deny that they are the Progenitors.]
[Is that Cynthia’s personal interpretation?]
[Official opinion. It’s hard to read from the scriptures, but it’s clearly stated in one of the apocryphal documents left behind by Founding Father Zeth. It is currently being edited as a book, so if you have the chance, I would like to ask Wilk-sama to read it as well. This view is academically called the missionless birth theory, and it is a theory established by the Founding Father Zeth Himself…]
Just like how a blessed child born out of coincidence, being born a Progenitor does not automatically make them a revered being by the church… If Zeth himself said that on purpose, there must be some kind of speculation there.
[The birth is just a coincidence…and it doesn’t make them the prophet of spirits…huh?]
I can see why they’re wary of any Progenitor who will be born in the future.
Zeth must have anticipated that another Progenitor like himself would be born in the future. Thus he felt the need to leave a will so that it would not harm Zeth Holy High Society.
What would happen if Zeth himself was worshiped too much and even the lineage of the Progenitor was deified? A Progenitor child who happens to be born in the future may be supported unconditionally.
In the Eruo continent, it’s easy to affirm a powerful existence. As a result, there will be times when the faction will be divided between priests who celebrate it and priests who deny it.
That’s a problem that should be avoided in order to maintain a huge organization.
[Then, what would Cynthia do if a Progenitor child were to appear now?]
[I believe that we should teach this new Progenitor and help them walk the right path. To give meaning to an otherwise missionless soul, that’s what Founding Father Zeth said. It is the role that we have been given, and if we are to be involved in the guidance of a child who has received the supreme blessing, there is no greater honor for us as followers.]
A Progenitor is not an object of worship, but an object of guidance…is that Zeth’s true intention?
[If they’re an existence with no mission when they’re born, then isn’t that no different from being a Highlord or serf? Yet, the followers take honor in guiding them?]
[Of course. Having obtained a supreme body that ranks above all through the guidance of the Spirit, one must have a supreme soul that matches it.]
A supreme body and a supreme soul.
A Progenitor is certainly a supreme existence, but not one to be venerated.
They acknowledged that a Progenitor is more powerful than others, but that doesn’t mean they’ll blindly put their faith in that person.
…..The superior body doesn’t always translate to a good personality. That’s the gist of it.
A stopper to prevent the occurrence of priests who unconditionally believe in the Progenitor, that may be the real truth behind the missionless birth theory.
It’s but weak evidence on Zeth’s wariness on the new Progenitor. However, I felt that I was able to accept the existence of the lineage called the Progenitor.
Through my contact with Orshian, I understood how powerful a Progenitor could get. But at least it’s still at a [somehow manageable] level.
Even though it was a quibble, I think I finally understood it because I was able to explain it in words.
[I understand now.]
Also, even if the existence of the Progenitor is found, there was room for the priesthood to allow it.
This information might be of importance when considering future plans for dealing with Orshian.
[By the way, this is a question, but is there a way to identify a Progenitor?]
[Pardon me?]
[For example, maybe they have the same hair color or eyes as Zeth…?]
[Such theories exist. However, since there is no basis for that theory, I don’t think it’s a good idea to refer to it.]
After Zeth, there has been no confirmed birth of a Progenitor. That’s why the research on how to identify the progenitors seems to revolve around [trust me bro].
Besides, she continued.
[There is no judgment method, but it is written in common in the diary of the priest who lived in the era of Founding Father Zeth. If you meet one, you will understand.]
In other words, [don’t think, you need to feel it] kind of thing.
But surprisingly, it was the right thing to do. Because when I confronted Orshian at close range, I could sense that the quality of the magic power was not that of a normal Highlord.
If she were to quietly appear in social circles and chat around, many Nobles will doubt whether she’s indeed a normal Highlord. It goes without saying that the destination of that thought is the legendary lineage of Progenitor.
[…..Wait a minute there. Does the Holy City have that much freedom in the academic part? A priest’s diary from that era would be a very old and valuable material, right? Has it been disclosed to low-ranking priests, albeit for research?]
[No, I just asked the Holy Maiden, and I didn’t confirm the actual thing. In particular, most of the priest’s personal diary is handed down from generation to generation in the old family, so it’s not open to the public.]
Of course. Aside from public documents, personal diaries and the like are likely to remain at home.
[The current Holy Maiden’s family is the Cattlearch family, so there’s no shortage of old materials. They’re after all, the original Holy Cattlearch family.]
The Cattlearch family originated from Zeth’s real daughter, and is one of the most prestigious families in St. Navempos.
With a history of about 700 years, it is no exaggeration to say that the family lineage has produced many high priests and holy maidens, and they know all about the history of the Zeth Holy High Society.
Although there are quite a few branch families, the current Holy Maiden Rona’s family is a direct descendant from the first generation.
[Yes. I am very hesitant to say such a thing, but… the Holy Maiden of the present day has a very benevolent and Noble spirit, and her reverent attitude toward scriptures is already the same as that of the first Holy Maiden, Saintess Cattlearch…]
There she goes again.
I’ve experienced it several times since Cynthia started to teach me about the scriptures. When the conversation somehow veers into the topic of Holy Maiden, she would almost immediately go off on her own tangent.
From her point of view, she probably intends to preach to the Noble of how wonderful Zethism and the Holy Maiden are. I don’t know, unlike the preaching in the scriptures, this is strange because it’s not interesting at all as a story, probably because Cynthia’s emotions are mixed in.
It’s like an otaku who enthusiastically talks about what they like. Haa, cough, it’s not like I have the right to speak here.
Aiming for the moment when the Holy Maiden talk is a little interrupted, I slide in another topic. I don’t want to waste my time talking about this all morning.
[Is that so? So the key to a low-ranking priest’s life as a researcher seems to be the selection of a high-ranking priest who will be the backing. It is important to be backed by a house that has a lot of materials.]
[…..Y, yes, indeed. In fact, after working under the Holy Maiden, I have been asked many times if I could introduce materials to my peers who also work as researchers. The Cattlearch family also keeps many books written by the Manipulators in ancient times, so they must have been very attractive to those who wanted to learn languages and history.]
That’s a really nice house. If the invasion of St. Navenpos becomes a reality and we have no choice but to participate in the war, the Quordenze army will do our best mainly to protect these cultural properties rather than looting.
Perhaps we could ask Cynthia to act as our guide when we launch our attack on the Cattlearch family estate.
[I guess researchers on that topic have difficulties in connecting with the old families. Therefore they have to rely on even the slightest connection.]
It’s kind of like winning the lottery and gaining more relatives.
When I asked her about it, she said that most of the people who approached her were people who had never spoken to her when she was a student.
[…that’s why I haven’t accepted many of those requests. I’ve talked to a few friends who went to the judiciary.]
[The Judiciary Bureau? Is it an administrative agency that enacts laws?]
[Yes, that’s right. The law of the Holy City is strongly influenced by the legal system of the ancient Manipulators, so it seems that past materials are sometimes requested in order to touch on the underlying ideas.]
[Oh, that’s new to me.]
[Because it’s a story that only those who are involved can know about it. When I was a student, I was asked several times by my fellow students who were studying law to give me advice on issues related to the creation of laws. At that time, I ended up learning about the legal system of the Holy City.]
Cynthia’s major is research on Zethism. In Japan, it would be like a law student asking a theology student for advice on an assignment.
[Why do they need Cynthia’s advice on legal issues?]
[That’s because we need to make sure the law doesn’t go against scriptures.]
Oh, I had also thought that that was the case.
It seems that the law of the Holy City is located under the Scriptures.
First of all, the scriptures are the major principles, and the law must be enacted so as not to go against them. In a sense, I think it is close to the relationship between the constitution and the law.
I see, so it’s only natural for a student aspiring to study law to go to Cynthia for advice on an assignment. After all, she is a hardcore saint and a reliable honor student for her fellow students.
While cooperating on the assignment, Cynthia seems to have become more knowledgeable about the law of the Eruo continent in general.
After listening to some stories, I found that the Holy City’s judicial system is relatively serious.
[Law, huh…]
Compared to the Quordenze territory, the Holy City seems to have stricter laws. Perhaps because there is an absolute pillar called scriptures, there are few contradictions in the law and there is a sense of unity. It may be said that it is a law-abiding city.
On the other hand, in the case of the Quordenze territory…or rather, in the case of the Noble’s territory, the individual Noble who is the head of the family is in charge of the part corresponding to the Scriptures. As a result, over time, inconsistencies arise in the details, and ambiguous parts inevitably occur.
To make matters worse, if you leave the territory to the knights, the pillars will be split in two: the Nobles and the knights. Although the principles still follow the pillar of the master, the knight’s peculiar doctrine of governance may distort the law even further.
Although it is an expression that has no body or lid, the laws enacted by the Nobles are determined by glue.
In surviving the harsh times of war, quick decisions and force might have been required through human rule. However, considering the possibility that the continent will become more stable in the future, I feel that continuing the current Quordenze family legal system would not be efficient.
[Wilk-sama?]
However, it would be better not to force this change. The knights will have something to say, and I don’t think there’s any need to rush reform.
In the first place, I don’t have the courage or guts to twist things that are currently working well. Long live the carelessness.
For this kind of thing, it would be safe to experiment in Nambonan City while consulting with the people around me, and introduce it little by little after seeing the reaction.
[…..I was thinking a little.]
After that, I tried to ask Cynthia about the Progenitor for a while, but I couldn’t get any new information.
Finally, I took a good look at the colossal breasts that were asserting their existence under her clothes and said goodbye.
I was thinking as I left the room and walked down the corridor.
Those are some amazing tits.
She has big breasts that are beyond the scope of my expectations, standing out from other women I’ve met so far. Speaking in terms of mature demon beasts, Cynthia is the number one threat class, no, this might be the real gigaboob class.
I wonder when I can somehow feel those breasts.
I should have stopped thinking here, but the next moment I realized. I just noticed.
Perhaps, if yesterday, Cynthia also fainted from Orshian’s threatening magic release, I could’ve touched her body as much as I wanted. Of course, I can’t cum inside her vagina, but I would’ve at least gotten away scot free even if I sucked on her tits raw.
What the hell, me?
[…..Haa…..]
[Is there anything wrong, Young Master?]
[It’s nothing…]
Breaking down with regret and despair, I entered the hall, where breakfast had already been prepared.
The room was slightly warmed by the sun, probably because the talk with Cynthia took a while.
I took my seat as the servant guided me.
[What about father?]
Looking at the dishes lined up, my father’s portions weren’t done. I will be eating alone.
What I asked was whether or not my father came home last night.
[Master came back late last night.]
And he’s still sleeping. Judging from what the servant said, it felt like he came back early this morning rather than late at night.
From the perspective of people from the Eruo continent who basically end their activities when the sun goes down, my father’s overtime work is a big deal.
According to the servant, there will be no meeting of the Quordenze faction today. It seems that I can calmly talk with my father today.
[Oh, sea bream in the morning?]
The breakfast menu consisted of black bread, bean soup, root vegetable salad, and salt-grilled sea bream.
Well, just because it looks and tastes like a sea bream doesn’t mean it’s exactly the same fish as the sea bream on Earth. As usual, I’m just translating it into Japanese.
[It was just delivered by the Levios family. Young master was particularly fond of that sea fish, so they must have prepared it in a hurry.]
The servant said that he thought that I was not impressed with the Levios family because of yesterday’s attack by Orshian, and thus they sent this to cheer me up.
The northeastern part of the Levios territory faces the sea, so there is an abundance of seafood.
I wondered if the ocean was polluted because the opposite shore was covered in fog, but perhaps because of the currents, the coast of Levios territory was less affected by demonic beasts than the coast of Milendorva territory.
Considering that, the Levios territory is quite blessed. Although it is adjacent to the Mist Land by land, it is not as attacked by mature demon beasts as often as the Adellahan territory, and the coast is not as polluted as in Milendorva territory. It was only natural that they had power as a powerful Noble family.
As a result of owning a large city on the coast, the roads were well-maintained and it was possible to cool some foods down with magic, so upper class people became able to enjoy fresh seafood while staying inland.
Whether it’s a fish I remember seeing on Earth or a fish that clearly looks suspicious, I was able to fully enjoy what I could eat during my stay in Callahanasso.
[Certainly, I told everyone in the Levios family that the sea bream grilled with salt was the most delicious… I could have enjoyed the sashimi more if I had some soy sauce.]
It seems that there is a culture of eating raw fish in the bay area of the Levios territory. During my stay in Callahanasso, I had raw fish on the table just once.
Unfortunately, there was no soy sauce, so it was served with salt, vegetable oil, and grated vegetables. It was fresh and delicious, but after all, sashimi feels incomplete without soy sauce.
In the past, there was a plan to make soy sauce with a pioneering society, but it ended up rotting soybeans. Where exactly is koji mold? I was able to make natto from straw without any problems, so I have a feeling that koji mold is somewhere.
I can’t eat natto without soy sauce, so I haven’t made natto even once. The evaluation from the employee who tasted it was also not that good.
[To be able to make sashimi delicious, It’s like a magical seasoning.]
Neither the civil officer who said that nor my father ate sashimi.
The Quordenze territory is inland, and the fish they eat is grilled river fish. Raw fish seems to be a food that the native Quordenzes refrain from eating.
[…..Yeah, it is. After all, fresh fish is good.]
Continuing the strange breakfast of eating bread with the white of sea bream, I heard a banging noise from the back of the mansion.
[What’s that?]
[Ah, it seems that Miss Eve has woken up.]
The escort who was standing behind said so briefly. I guess they were looking for it with detection magic.
Right now, I can’t find out because I’ve stopped the detection magic that I normally kept activated all the time. Right now, I want to save even a little and fill my internal magic. You never know when that Orshian idiot will come again.
I can’t help but laugh at myself because I think I’m a little too frightened, but it’s scary since I can’t say for certain that she won’t come to visit again.
[Eve, huh?]
I wonder if she’s been in a panic since last night’s sleep rape came out. If that’s the case, I have to think about how to be so stupid.
As I was chewing on the bread while thinking of an excuse, the door to the hall was violently opened, and Eve appeared, slightly out of breath.
Her thick, honey-colored hair was swirling all over the place. She was wearing her pajamas, probably because she was forced to change clothes after the act. It looked as if she had just woken up.
She froze as she stared at me. It’s only natural that the military officers, civilian officers, and servants in the room were all paying attention.
[Please calm down.]
[Haa!?]
The maid who was waiting right next to the door scolded Eve for her bad manners. Eve shook her head and closed her eyes.
[Young Master is eating. Go outside.]
The maid put her hand on the back of Eve’s head and tried to take her out of the room. For some reason, the sight of a kitten being collected by its parent cat by the neck crossed my mind. From Eve’s point of view, the terrifying preaching time is about to begin, but there was something interesting about the missing movements during that time.
But, I’m more curious about why Eve attacked. The parent cat was instructed to keep the kitten indoors.
[You’ve been busy since morning, Eve. What’s wrong?]
Apparently, when she woke up in the morning, her nipples and crotch might be hurting so badly that she may suspect that she was defiled while she was sleeping…
When I beckoned her, she came closer to me. There I could see that her wariness to me had greatly decreased.
[Where is…]
Eve stopped where if my arms were twice as long I could reach into her breasts, and spoke.
[…..that Fiend…?]
Hearing those words, the expressions of the maids in the room turned severe.
No matter the fact that she barged in and assailed us, it’s a very bad manner to call a Princess a [Fiend]. If it’s elsewhere, Eve would be punished pretty severely.
Even if there is no master-servant relationship, there is an absolute hierarchy of power between a Highlord and Lords. Orshian is probably the Progenitor and Eve is an elf, but if you think about the amount of magical power, one can find a similar hierarchical relationship.
But, there’s no use preaching here. That’s the maids’ job.
[If you’re looking for Princess Orshian, I’ve driven her away.]
As if it were only natural, I answered the question while implying that I had plenty of leeway.
[Eh!?]
[When she glared at me, I glared back and she ran away crying. Right?]
I didn’t lie about anything. It is true that Orshian left while crying.
Unable to believe it, Eve began to check the expressions of the military officers and maids by shaking her head with her mouth wide open.
[Did you come here in a hurry to confirm that?]
She looked at me again, lowered her head slightly and answered.
[……………I, I’m scared…]
[Are you afraid of Princess Orshian?]
Eve gave a small nod.
Yosh, it’s not about me.
[Is that why you ran to me?]
Nod, nod, nod.
She leaned forward and shook her head repeatedly.
I think it’s easier to say it out loud, but perhaps because everyone in the room was paying attention to me, I felt tense, and even breathing seemed to be difficult.
She bends her body a little to glance at me and looks up.
[…..Master said he would protect me…t, that’s why…]
…I decided to believe you.
Her small lips slowly moved like that.
Contrary to what she said, Eve’s body was so small that she was about to start trembling.
At the root of her heart, she must still be afraid of me, but she’s trying to suppress it and summon her courage to believe.
Her small and tightly clenched fists were so white that the bones beneath her skin were protruding, representing her tension.
…..It’s a compliment.
I want to cherish and protect this weak girl. It was an emotion that welled up from the depths of my heart.
Truth be told, I wanted to hug her as hard as I could. However, with her current feelings, if I touched carelessly, it would shatter like glass.
I clenched my fist as hard as Eve, grit my molar, and tried to control myself.
[Of course, Eve is precious to me…because you’re my Eve. I’ve decided to protect you.]
Whether it’s a precious slave or a precious woman, I suddenly thought that it wouldn’t be dangerous to say anything, and as a result, I ended up with words that didn’t make sense.
What’s with [precious Eve]… Doesn’t that mean there’s a [worthless Eve] out there somewhere?
But, it seemed that I answered correctly. She smiled softly, as if relieved.
[How are you feeling? Is there something wrong with your body? You passed out last night.]
Well, something wrong did happen, but that’s after she passed out.
[No, I’m fine.]
After showing the gesture of touching various parts of her body, Eve asserted.
Perhaps it’s owing to her magic power that also raised her resilience. Afterall, last night I sucked on her boobs pretty hard, even penetrated her and cum inside her five times.
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Then, Eve took a step closer to me.
[Thank you. For protecting me from the Fiend.]
The gesture of gratitude was a little awkward, but it was a good move.
Above all, the fact that she had a natural smile and that she was able to say thank you properly on her own initiative gave me a good impression.
Yosh, yosh, let’s spice it up with magic as well today. Thinking that, I motioned Eve to get closer with my finger.
[Nn? What is it?]
Recently, when I tried to pet her, Eve silently bowed her head a little. But, today she won’t come near me and won’t bow her head. With this, it’s hard for me, sitting in a chair, to stroke her head.
Before I could speak to her, she took one or two small steps forward and stopped there. and stared at me again.
Her green eyes, which are mixed with some kind of brooding color, were looking straight at me.
It was the next moment.
I felt as if a soft hand was stroking the outer membrane of my heart, the core of my existence.
It was a faint feeling that seemed to disappear at any moment, but having already experienced it once, I was able to quickly get to its true nature.
A magic release filled with goodwill.
[Eve?]
[……….!]
Eve is staring at me with a sad look on her face. No, it’s closer to staring than watching.
It was only for a moment that I felt the magical power of favor, and it was a very small amount of magical power.
She must’ve desperately gathered up the faint favor that had sprouted and put it into her magic.
She looks at me painfully, as if asking for help.
I want to believe that you can be trusted. She didn’t say it out loud, but I could tell that she’s trying to say that.
[Eve.]
I put my left hand on her shoulder. She was startled and shivered for a moment, but she bowed her head a little without running away. It’s probably fine to stroke her head now.
I mixed the honest feelings I have for Eve into magical power, and slowly radiated it from the palm of my right hand on my head.
[…………………….Mmn…♡]
The appearance of the girl writhing with her shoulders trembling while regulating her breathing is quite erotic.
If this goes on, my goodwill might end up spreading everywhere. Even though I felt reluctant, I stopped releasing magic power earlier than usual.
The mana released this time was very small.
Because of what happened yesterday, it’s possible that there will be people gathering information around the Quordenze mansion. If I inadvertently release too much, they might sense it.
When I let go of her hand, Eve’s head shook slightly from side to side. There was an air of sickness around the area where the eyes were staring at you, and it’s a little eerie.
Perhaps Eve was starving for goodwill.
This morning, after having a one-shot with a local maid, I tried spreading goodwill as a test, but the reaction wasn’t as dramatic as Eve’s. According to the maid, it was only felt as, [Kind feeling in my heart.]
It’s either the elves are sensitive to the transmission of emotions through magic, or whether Eve is simply hungry for affection. Maybe both.
Respond to goodwill with goodwill.
I couldn’t help but remember the time when I was so excited about having lovey-dovey sex with Raeve, and it made me want to run into bed with Eve.
I could somehow understand that Eve herself was very satisfied with her favor being accepted and returned, though not as much as I was.
This was a matter of intuition, but I was convinced that if I didn’t make a mistake in my relationship with Eve in the future, our relationship would improve. What I should be careful about is not to rush things.
If I gradually flesh out the relationship of trust that was created at this moment, it will eventually turn into affection.
Don’t rush, don’t rush. Don’t even think about sneaking into her bedroom tonight.
I’m really glad I committed it yesterday.
[From now on, I will always protect you.]
[…….yes…]
I left Eve, who was about to fall down, to the maid and guide her to a nearby sofa. Yesterday, I decided to have her wait a little while because I had something to say about Orshian.
Perhaps immersed in the lingering affection, she obediently sat absentmindedly on the sofa.
I’m sorry for Eve, but I had to continue my leisurely and elegant morning meal.
Nobles should not rush their meals just for the sake of a lower class. I didn’t want to receive a warning from the maids later, and Eve might also end up becoming collateral damage.
[I kept you waiting.]
After enjoying my post-meal tea, I approached the sofa where Eve was sitting.
She was sitting at one end of the U-shaped sofa, like she was the quiet girl playing with a pencil at the corner of the classroom.
For a moment, I thought that if I sat next to Eve, it would be like a cabaret club. However, because it was not very appealing, it soon left my mind.
I have no interest in cabaret clubs. It’s a play that I can’t understand at all where the fun is, such as paying money and not rubbing a single breast.
I know if it’s a pub. In a manga I read a long time ago, there was a scene where the vice-principal went to a pub during a school trip. At that time, I used to think [Only adults can go to places like this! I want to become an adult soon!].
…..Let’s use the maids later and have a pub play.
I took my seat safely in the center of the seat facing Eve.
Due to the long meal time, she returned from her dazed state and looked at me with intelligent eyes. I don’t have zero sense of caution, but I feel that her expression is softer than usual.
[Well, about yesterday…]
Whether it’s Eve or Raeve, I haven’t touched upon the topic of their life before becoming slaves as much as possible.
It might be a painful memory for them. Therefore I felt like I would leave a bad impression if I carelessly picked it up.
However, this time, I don’t think it’s necessary to take that into consideration. Let Orshian bear all the blame.
She looked at me questioningly as I prepared to say the question I’ve been cooking up in my mind while I had my breakfast.
[This may sound a bit painful, but forgive me. I need to ask this in order to find Eve’s mother…]
I’m only asking for Eve’s sake. I’ll put up that line of defense just in case.
Eve nodded strongly, so I decided to check the simple facts first.
[Are you really from a tribe named Slade tribe?]
[Maybe, I think so.]
I never thought I’d get a vague answer like [maybe] about her origins.
Seeing how I was frustrated, she continued her words as if to make an excuse.
[Well, my father said that children shouldn’t go outside…]
According to the rules of the village, children were forbidden to leave the village or interact with outsiders. And since Eve was a serious girl at heart, she obeyed that order.
It seems that Eve doesn’t remember many proper nouns related to the tribe, and it seems that she only remembers the phrase [We are the people of Slade] that her parents and adults in the family used to say from time to time.
Because of this, she seems to have come to the conclusion that [They belonged to the Slade tribe].
Eve’s world pretty much only revolves around the village where her clan lived.
[What was your life like in the village?]
[Uhmm…]
She hesitated, which implied that it might be difficult for her to answer. But, it wasn’t because it’s a painful past.
[I’ve moved between villages several times…]
It is said that most of the Mist Land is rife with demon beasts. And it is currently in an ongoing form, with demon beasts, both mature and immature, overflowing from numerous Fields and polluting the land.
Eve’s clan may have been part of a nomadic tribe that regularly migrated in search of clean land.
[Then, tell me about the place where you lived the longest.]
[It’s the village where I was born.]
I thought it would be more efficient to have Eve talk freely and delve into the parts that caught my attention, rather than asking what I wanted to ask.
So, I decided to ask Eve to talk about what her daily life was like from her own perspective.
At first, Eve was at a loss as to what to talk about, but after I mentioned several topics that seemed easy to talk about, such as meals and friends in the village, she began to talk about her memories.
While listening to Eve’s life in the Mist Land, a question came to my mind.
[…You lived a life with plenty of leeway.]
Yes, Eve’s life was so prosperous that it was hard to believe that she lived in the Mist Land that people had heard about.
Speaking of Mist Land from the Noble’s point of view, it’s a region that has a similar image to penal colony.
In fact, it is known as a place where sinners chased by landlords, persecuted minorities, knights who were exiled for their unfaithfulness, and priests who were excommunicated from Zeth Holy High Society, people who can’t live a decent life sought refuge in.
It’s a barren land where not a single plant can grow, and people are always frightened by the shadows of demon beasts emerging from the many Fields, and humans continue to fight each other every day for the last few remaining clean lands.
According to Eve, her tribe was all made up of elves. Eve doesn’t know the specific population, but from what I heard, it felt like there were over 100 people.
Even so, a group of over 100 individuals with magical powers equal to or greater than Lord-class would pose a much greater threat than a clumsy weak Noble family.
It seems that not only the village had farming fields, it also raised livestock, so there’s no shortage of food. Eve’s voluptuous body may be related to good nutrition.
But in any case, Eve’s village was peaceful.
No mention of corrupted land or invaders trying to take it. Occasionally, monsters would come out, but were defeated shortly. I started to doubt whether it was really the story from what is known as the worst land in the world.
The civil officers standing around the sofa writing down Eve’s remarks must have been thinking the same thing, judging from the slightly dubious expression they had.
[…even so, life became difficult after we left the village I was born in.]
[What made you leave such a comfortable land to live in? …..A mature demon beast?]
When it comes to things that threaten life in Mist Land, that’s the first thing that comes to mind.
Even if there are hundreds of elves, they will never be able to win against mature demon beasts. Even against a demon beast ranked fifth in threat rank class, they wouldn’t be able to do anything but stop and wait for the end of its lifespan.
However, Eve denied it.
[It’s because of the Fiend.]
The way she said it, it’s like she’s talking about a monster.
[She suddenly came and took the village. The adults tried to fight her, but…]
She stopped speaking at that point, but the consequences are nothing to think about. After all, Eve fainted just by being threatened.
Even an adult elf man would probably give in to Orshian’s threatening magic release, although he wouldn’t be sleep-raped like Eve here.
By the way, I couldn’t help but worry about the maids around me. I can clearly feel that they feel sorry and embarrassed towards me. In a sense, Eve, who continues to use the rude word [Fiend], exposes the maids’ failure to educate her.
Almost like they’re deeply ashamed of exposing such a poor daughter to their master.
[…..You should avoid using “Fiend” from now on. It’s like revealing your identity. That’s why Princess Orshian doubted your origins and attacked, right?]
[I, I’ll stop! I won’t say it again!]
Eve obediently obeyed my warning because she wasn’t a stupid girl to begin with. It seems that Orshian is really scary to her.
Either way, super sermon time by the maids awaits after this, but I think it’s this kind of way of saying that will make it sink into her bones.
However, I still had one question.
I don’t think that Eve is the type of child who blatantly shows hatred or ill will towards others. It was surprising that she spoke words that strongly insulted others without hesitation this time.
When I saw Eve whispering, was it Princess Orshian? Something came to my mind.
[Could it be that Eve didn’t know Princess Orshian’s name?]
[No, I didn’t. Everyone only knew that it’s called Fiend. We were taught that we will someday retake our home from the Fiend.]
It is said that the Slade tribe, who had their homeland stolen and then moved from place to place in the Mist Land, single-mindedly advocated for clan unity, smashing the Fiend(s), and retaking their old village.
For Eve, [Fiend] is probably more of a name than an insult.
[Fiend, huh?]
In Eruo Language, it’s a combination of evil, fall, curse, and many other negative elements. There are many words that can be used to insult others, but it’s an expression that is not often heard in the Noble circles.
[I don’t really understand the details, but I guess they’re called Fiends because it’s a monster born from the human race, and it’s stronger than most other monsters.]
[You mean, Oni?]
[…..Ah!]
“No way,” muttered Eve. Judging from the description, I think she is not referring to a Progenitor.
It is believed that there are monsters on the Eruo continent that have mutated from humans and possess brutal powers. I’m arbitrarily translating this monster into Japanese as [Oni].
When elves hear fairy tales about [Oni], it may be relatively natural for them to overlap it with the image of the Progenitor that exists in the human race.
Eve hurriedly continued to talk, trying to cover up her gaffe. It’s certain that the sermon level has jumped several steps, and it’s already too late, so there’s no need to rush.
[…..Life outside of my old village was very difficult. Due to the Fiends…no, Princess Orshian?
The number of people who can use magic in the village has been steadily decreasing.]
Orshian led her own tribe and occupied the village. It’s said that the members of the tribe, with the exception of Orshian, were descendants of the human race.
Human tribe living in the Mist Land. One of them, turned out to be a Progenitor, ended up leading the tribe attacking Eve’s village. What they’re doing is not much different from the indigenous Lords of the ancient times.
And the Slade tribe chieftains realized that there was room for fighting in guerrilla warfare.
After all, the members of the tribe, other than Orshian, were small fries to the Elves. Naturally, they think that repeated surprise attacks will do the trick.
But, it was like stepping on a tiger’s tail. Enraged by the attacks on his compatriots, the Orshian took more drastic revenge.
As the battle continued, the Slade warriors scattered. One after another, even though they barely survived, they suffered physical disabilities due to the strong residue of magic power left in their body, and were unable to cast magic due to the disturbance in their magical power.
Magic is tremendously important to live in a poor environment such as the Mist Land. The Slade tribe slowly and surely lost its power.
[Have you ever fought Princess Orshian?]
Eve shook her head in denial.
[One day, a mature demon beast appeared and everyone scattered. It was all we could do to escape, and I don’t know what happened to the rest of us. After that, we couldn’t even fight anymore.]
When the clan was already in decline, a mature demon beast attacked them. The Mist Land is truly hellish.
[…..Do you guys have anything to say about it?]
I spoke to the military officers because they showed interest when Eve said that a mature demon beast had appeared.
What can I say, it’s a genuine mature demon beast. It can be said that it is natural for them to be concerned about it, as they’re people who take pride in protecting the land from demon beasts.
Besides, I wanted to hear the story from another perspective.
[Well, we certainly do.]
The representative military officer started asking Eve questions.
Eve answered as many detailed questions as she could remember, such as the monster’s appearance, characteristics, and how the clan fought and escaped.
Military officers sometimes conduct interviews with the people of the territory to obtain accurate information when a magic beast appears. Therefore, they were able to extract information from Eve’s faltering memory in a good way.
I think this kind of know-how is simply amazing. I was more interested in their storytelling rather than Eve’s story.
[…I see. It was helpful information.]
By the time I was interested, the series of questions had finished.
[Tell me what you can glean from all that.]
[Yessir. As far as I can tell from the story just now, the demon beast that Miss Eve encountered is a low threat for a mature demon beast. Perhaps the lowest in threat rank, the fifth rank.]
As he said so, I looked left and right. There were no objections from the surrounding military officers.
When I turned my gaze back to the military officer who was speaking, he explained with examples how the mature demon beast that attacked Eve and the others was the type that was easy to deal with.
[…and it is possible to deal with it relatively easily. It is not so difficult to evacuate the fief’s inhabitants with just an army led by a knight, and to stop it in a small area until the arrival of the master and the Young Master. If we have a lot of soldiers, it will be easy to buy time until its lifespan is expended.]
Even though all the Slade tribe possessed more magic power than mere Lord-class, they were really pitiful in their fighting style…then he, their thoughts, and his tone of voice conveyed their strong doubts.
[These people of Mist Land are too ignorant about mature demon beasts. It can only be said that it is the worst thing to do, such as scattering in all directions and escaping from mature demon beasts with diffusion properties. Could it be that at that point there were already no warriors who knew how to fight it?]
This mature demon beast creates smaller magic beasts from their large body that is unique to them, and scatter these mooks to cause damage over a wide area…this is a special ability that some mature demon beast possesses, commonly known as Diffusion.
The mature demon beast that Eve and her tribe encountered was a giant mangrove-like tree that released small bird-like demon beasts about the size of a hawk. This one isn’t even an animal anymore, but is still considered as a demon beast.
In the case of demon beasts with diffusion properties, their main body’s combat ability is generally not that great. Therefore, it can be said that it is a mature demon beast that can be safely defeated by Nobles.
However, if the subjugation fails, the surrounding villages and cities will suffer devastating damage. Considering that it’s a monster version of locust swarm, it’s possible.
In terms of damaging the territory, it’s as unpleasant as a mature demon beast that specializes in polluting abilities.
The basic strategy to deal with this kind of mature demon beast is to continue attacking the main body.
The released small demon beasts will attack the attacker all at once in an attempt to protect the main body, but since the main body transitioned from diffusion mode to attack mode, it was often the case that more small demon beasts would be prevented from appearing. Of course, there are troublesome mature demon beasts with dual modes, and there are rare ones that continue to spread small demon beasts even if the main body is attacked.
In the case of knights, it’s fine to wait for the arrival of the Nobles while attacking the main body and blocking the spread. If you have enough reserve strength to defeat the small demon beasts, eventually you will only have the main body in attack mode, so you can keep the damage to the surroundings to a minimum.
But if you escape in all directions like Eve and her tribe, the main body will shift to a complete diffusion mode and endlessly create small monsters in all directions until the end of its lifespan.
Diffusion-type demon beasts are easier to deal with than so-called explosion-type demon beasts that specialize in diffusion. The best thing to do was to join forces and continue attacking the main body and wait for its lifespan to run out. The military officer concluded so.
By the way, it seems that small bird-shaped monsters are especially easy to deal with. However, there’s no way of knowing that for sure now.
But, Eve shook her head.
[No one knows how to fight from the beginning. There are no mature monsters in the old village.]
There was no one here who could understand the meaning of those words.
When everyone was at a loss as to how to react, Eve continued, perhaps because she felt that the explanation was insufficient.
[Well, my parents and grandfather were all born and raised in the old village. That’s why we don’t know anything about it. Our ancestors from when the old village was first founded may have known about it, but…]
Our question is that there are no mature demon beasts in her old village.
However, Eve didn’t understand that, and apparently interpreted it as a question of what she was doing before living in her old village.
[Eve, no. What we don’t understand is that mature demon beasts don’t appear. Is there such a peculiar land in the Mist Land?]
To my question representing everyone’s doubts, she answered with a look that was beyond comprehension.
[Doesn’t Newnelly have one too?]
[Of course not.]
I instinctively responded like that.
If there is such a blessed land, the Quordenze family will definitely live there.
[Eh? Isn’t that where you get the salt for your meals? I asked Mimon-san about it before.]
Then, the room fell silent. Everyone thought what it meant.
[One thing to confirm. Is the old village a village that existed inside a Field?]
[I guess so?]
A murmur of indescribable surprise resounded in the room.
Isn’t that obvious? I apologize to Eve, but building a village in such a place was out of the question for the Quordenze family, no, for Nobles and knights. Look, the hand of the civil official has stopped writing.
However, if you think about it a little, you will realize that it is a rational action.
[………..I see. Certainly, there are no mature demon beasts inside the Field.]
The Field is a cradle that gives birth to and nurtures demon beasts. And the moment an immature demon beast matures, it jumps out of the Field and pollutes the land.
It’s paradoxical, but there are only immature demon beasts inside the Field. It is perfectly correct reasoning that there is no danger of mature demon beasts in her old village.
[But, there’s still the danger of immature demon beasts inside the Field. Is it really possible to live in a field? Not even us can let our guard down against immature demon beasts in a large-scale Field. There are times when they grow into something so vicious unlike anything else. So how would a commoner…No, I see now…]
It seems that the civil officer also noticed while we were talking.
[Yes, Eve was a commoner, but they are not humans. All of them have more magic power than a Lord-class. If they are dealing with immature demon beasts, it should not be that much of a threat.]
[…Then, will the leeches created by fog become a problem that can be ignored?]
One of the military officers said, seemingly interested.
I was told by Rupetta before that when she walked in the field, her whole body was covered in leeches.
It is said that this mysterious leech is created by the mist of the Field, and it seems that even if you wear clothes that have little to no gaps, you will notice that the leech is sticking to your bare skin. And there is no limit to the number. One method of executing criminals is to bind them with ropes and leave them on the Field. It is said that the leeches will suck up all the blood before the criminals could starve to death.
On the other hand, they are weak against magic, and can be easily exterminated by releasing a little magic.
More than 99% of the people of the Quordenze territory are human. The reason the commoners don’t live in Newnelly Fields is quite simple: they can’t solve the leech problem.
Another military officer opened his mouth, saying that it made sense.
[I had strong doubts about whether Miss Eve’s people would be able to escape from Princess Orshian and whether they would be able to continue the surprise attack. However, if the battlefield is inside the Field, it will be possible. Inside the fog, detection magic is very difficult to spread, so it’s really easy to escape and attack, and since they’re in their own hometown, they have the advantage of knowing the location, so it’s supposed to be a good idea.]
For the Slade tribe, battles inside the Field are something they were accustomed to.
The repeated surprise attacks may have been a strategy to continue fighting at home. If they were to fight outside the Field, they would be annihilated in the blink of an eye.
[Princess Orshian should be able to exterminate a considerable range of leeches with just the magical power she naturally releases. Strong enough to let the serf villagers piggyback on her to live…]
[Fumu, that may be the reason why they couldn’t completely catch up with the Fiction tribe who continued their surprise attacks. If Princess Orshian is absent, the remaining villagers will suffer from the leeches. She wouldn’t have been able to go out for too long.]
It seems that the Slade tribe has already been renamed as the Fiction tribe within the Quordenze family. I need to be aware of that as well.
[…If we can ignore the existence of leeches and immature demon beasts, then the Field is certainly a place of solace. Above all, we don’t have to worry about corrupted land.]
Strangely enough, the ground within the Field is often uncontaminated.
Whether the immature demon beasts in the Field have low polluting ability, or the Field’s environmental recovery ability is just too strong, the reason is still unknown.
If the immature demon beast’s polluting ability was strong, the inside of any Field would be covered with corrupted land, and there would be no room for adventurers to enter.
[If it’s a benign Field with a lot of resources, you can consider trading with the outside. And depending on the quality of the environment, you’ll be blessed with a stable climate all year round… If you live in Mist Land, the Fiction tribe’s decision is definitely not wrong.]
Then when I asked Eve about it, it seemed that there was no winter in her old village. The climate was similar to when Eve came to Newnelly city for the first time. In other words, it’s the autumn climate that lasts all year round.
If they can endure immature demon beasts that can attack at any time, unexpectedly, the Field may indeed be a comfortable space for the elves.
In fact, assassins from Zeth Holy High Society were lurking in Newnelly Field as well, so I don’t think it’s truly impossible to live there.
The reason why I could immediately understand the idea of military officers and civilians living in the field was probably because of that incident.
[Are other elves living a similar life?]
I tried to ask about it, but Eve replied that she didn’t know. I wished I could ask Raeve about this..
[However, there are probably many other Fields in the Mist Land. Wouldn’t it be better if you didn’t stick to your old village and rebuild your lives in another Field?]
[…Everyone gets angry when you say that. Father got angry too.]
In Eve’s memory, her father was always kind, but when she said anything that would deny the recapture of her hometown, he would severely reprimand her. Is it the pride of the Slade tribe… no, Fiction tribe?
For the long-lived elves, I think it would be better to build a base in another Field to accumulate power, and attack and slaughter the remnants when Orshian’s lifespan expires. This might be cowardly, but it would be a safe and surefire way.
However, unfortunately, my opinion seems to be in the minority, and the military officers were very satisfied with Eve’s remarks, saying, [It’s exactly what Miss Eve’s father said]. It’s a minority, it’s no longer isolated.
[Besides, it seems that the surrounding Fields were all bad.]
The military officer supplemented Eve’s remarks.
[There are a large number of Fields in the Mist Land, but many of them are said to have a poor internal environment. The field where Miss Eve said her hometown was in was probably a rare place with a stable environment.]
During the time of the priest, many surveys of the Mist Land were conducted. Many were devout priests who intended to follow Zeth’s travel journals, while others were ambitious, seeking out rare resources such as gold and silver.
The adventure records they left behind were dedicated to the Holy City, and are said to have been of great help in understanding the entirety of the Eruo continent.
[Returning to the topic, the tribe was separated after being attacked by a mature magic beast, right? What happened after that?]
It is said that Eve, Raeve, and Eve’s father formed a group of about 20 people and began to flee.
It seems that several other groups were formed, but no one seems to know what happened to them, partly because they desperately ran away.
[And when you tried to settle in the place you escaped to, the Levios’ northern expedition army came barging in.]
[……..yes….]
Thus, Eve’s Slade tribe met its end.
Eve’s father was killed by the Levios army, and beautiful women like Eve and Raeve were captured as slaves.
Having learned about Eve’s past, I think I’ll be able to enjoy her more than ever before. I feel like I’ve seen a producer’s label that says, [This is how it’s delivered to our hands].
Although there were many unclear points, I was able to grasp the outline of the story, and it was confirmed that Eve was Orshian’s enemy. It is necessary to have a firm understanding of that perception.
Eve looked like she was about to cry, perhaps because she remembered the tragedy after she was captured by the Levios army.
[Eve belonged to the Fiction tribe. If anyone asks your origin, make sure you answer as such. Do you know why?]
[…..The Fie-uhn! ……because of Princess Orshian, right?]
[That’s right. She might come again for the Slade tribe. Even for me, it’s troublesome to drive her back every time. Not to mention that I won’t always be by Eve’s side.]
[Y, yes!]
Eve replied with a choking sound, probably remembering how scary Orshian was. Eve won’t show up in front of other people, so I don’t think there’s anything to worry about, but just in case.
Judging from Eve’s desperation when she softly repeated “Fiction tribe” in a whispery voice as if to burn it into her mind, I think the risk of her being exposed will decrease in the future.
In the end, there wasn’t much useful information about Orshian herself.
From Eve’s point of view, she could only see the side that was driven away, and she could hardly understand the all-important conflict with Orshian. I would like to get information from Raeve as well.
Also, let’s include men in the search for elven slaves. Maybe there are survivors of the Fiction tribe. At first, I was going to just tell Eve what I’m looking for, but let’s do it seriously.
If I find some, it’ll probably make Eve happy. I’ve gone to great lengths to ask for her kindness, so I want her to respond to that as much as possible.
It’s human nature to want favors to be returned with favors.
[Well, let’s end the difficult story here. I’d like Eve to tell me more about herself.]
I didn’t feel like I had much to ask about the Levios army assault, so it would be better to let a civil officer investigate it later. Even Eve doesn’t want to talk about it, so let’s leave the disliked role to the civil officers.
I decided to enjoy a harmless topic, such as the fun life in her old village.
By moving away from dark topics, Eve’s expression gradually became brighter.
If I could see such a sparkling smile, my body would be devoted to semen production. Right now, I think it’s definitely a bad move to push Eve into making sexual actions, so I’m begging you to hold back… no, should I pour the semen produced by that into the maids? It’s not Eve’s exclusive sperm.
Feeling a bit better with that plan, I decided to enjoy Eve’s smile to the fullest.
After a while, my father came to the large hall.
[Wilk, how are you feeling?]
I was playing with Eve with the cards that I brought from Newnelly, but I temporarily stopped playing and greeted my father.
Healed by Plume, and hugging Eve and the local maid, I’ve regained my vitality, so my physical condition is not bad. The magic power in my body has been depleted once, and I feel a little uneasy that it hasn’t been replenished yet.
It would be nice if it had a characteristic such as a large increase in mana capacity by recovering from the brink of death, but just using up mana won’t make anything stronger. Rather, it was a problem because the efficiency of training worsened.
[Aren’t you overdoing it?]
It seems that he was worried about my timidity rather than simple physical exhaustion.
I tried my best to answer cheerfully, but my father didn’t seem to believe me. It’s the first time I’ve worried about this, so maybe I’m in trouble with how to deal with it.
Father stopped the servant who was trying to prepare breakfast. My father said briefly to me who was watching the situation.
[I ate before going to bed, so I’m not really hungry yet.]
Earl Evenafis, who was supposed to be late, showed up just before the end of last night’s meeting of the Quordenze faction.
When they heard that the war had started in the Royal Capital, they flew over! [Let’s do it, you guys!]. That’s what it seemed like. What is this Orshian-like old man?
…..or rather, if it was actually a war, it would be bad if they came to the Royal Capital. If you die in battle, the Evenafis family will end at that point. He’s a different type than my grandfather, but he’s also an old man who looks like a warrior of the turbulent time.
In the end, thanks to that intrusion, my father’s briefing went on until dawn.
I thought it would have been better if I had called him to the Quordenze mansion, but from the way my father spoke, he didn’t seem to want to call the old man home, so I didn’t say it. Well, I would be in trouble if such a hot-tempered old man came.
[What are you two talking about?]
His gaze turned to Eve for a moment. I interpret it as meaning that he heard Eve’s circumstances regarding the Orshian attack, and I agree.
[I’ll listen to the details later. Speak concisely.]
This line wasn’t told to me, it was an instruction to the civil official who was standing by.
The civil official straightened his posture, and first of all explained the fact that Eve’s hometown existed within the Field and the rationale behind it.
[…The setting of the story is a village in the field, so it’s a bit special, but the confrontational structure is simple and common. After that, the Fiction Tribe used thorough surprise attacks and disturbances, harassment, and tactics that resembled centipede legs. Princess Orshian, whose relatives were injured, set out to retaliate. However, because of that battlefield, she was unable to make use of her magic power to the fullest, and it is thought that the conflict would be prolonged.]
[But, nothing changed.]
Finally, my father summed it up so briefly.
It can’t be helped from the level of civilization, but they were attacked because they’re staying in a good place to live. It’s a common occurrence… When I look at the situation on the Eruo continent, it’s so brutal that I wonder if humans were born to kill each other.
[There wasn’t much information about Princess Orshian herself.]
[As I thought.]
None of us has the slightest idea how or why she ended up in the Milendorva household. My father didn’t seem to expect much either.
But, am I the one who feels that Orshian would spoil everything if I ask her? But honestly, I don’t want to get too close to her. I’m a guy who values my safety first.
[Let’s start then.]
My father said in a low voice. He’s going to talk about something important from now on.
A civil officer approached Eve and tried to urge her out of the room. She stared at me wordlessly.
Oh… Eve is relying on me…
I think she probably just doesn’t want to leave me because of Orshian’s existence. But, it’s still great progress. That can be useful too.
But I can’t go against my father’s orders. I called out to her lightly and asked her to come out of the room, telling her we’ll play cards again after this.
The civil and military officers were all replaced by executive-class people, and the escorts were relocated to guard outside the room.
After a while, I started to hear low noises coming from outside the room. In order to prevent eavesdropping from outside the mansion, military officers keep beating a bell-like instrument. Due to the large number of instruments, the noise is continuous and causes echoes in the room.
Normally I wouldn’t go this far, but anyway, yesterday happened. There is no doubt that spies are on the prowl more than usual. In that case, it was decided that it would be better to take countermeasures.
The table used for the meal was completely cleared and transformed into a conference table.
My father and I sat face-to-face, surrounded by the executives.
[The social gathering has been sped up to the day after tomorrow.]
Hmm, I was the only one who thought that. It seemed that the info was shared in advance, and there was no particular reaction from the surroundings.
[Does that mean they take this matter seriously enough to re-schedule?]
[Correct.]
The social gathering was supposed to be scheduled for a few days later.
The Levios family’s competence can be seen only when the previously announced schedule is completed without delay. The seriousness of the case can be glimpsed from changing it around.
[The Royal Capital is now greatly shaken by that murderous intent exchange. Prolonging this situation will only inflame anxiety unnecessarily, so they must have decided that it would be better to meet the Royal Nobles as soon as possible.]
Most of the Royal Nobles want to face the hidden gems of the Quordenze and Milendorva families and directly confirm their identities.
It seems that the Levios family decided that rather than sticking to the original schedule, it would be better to reschedule. Since the preparations are diverse, if these readjustments can be made quickly and accurately, it will also lead to showing the height of the Royal family’s political power.
[…Before that, we will go to the Royal Palace tomorrow.]
[Please be careful.]
Good luck there, I casually replied. But, my father shook his head.
[Wilk will come with us too. I’d like you to greet King Levios in advance. They seemed to be thinking the same thing, so we’ve already talked about it.]
A civil officer of the Levios family asked me to come with him to the Royal Palace before the start of the social gathering. As a father, he thought it would be better to show my face here rather than hiding me suspiciously.
However, visiting the Palace today is No Good.
Due to yesterday’s incident, if I suddenly went to the Royal Palace today, it would appear that the Levios family called the Quordenze family, and the Quordenze family followed suit. That would lower the status of the Quordenze family.
Normally, tomorrow would be early enough, but considering that the day after tomorrow is the start of socializing, it seems to be neutralized well. I wonder if the Nobles who are doing such troublesome face-to-face fights are really free.
By the way, it seems that the face of Archduke Milendorva, who came to the palace to pick up Orshian yesterday, was pretty crushed. My father’s face was a little grumpy.
[There’s no need to be so defensive. The incident was not Quordenze’s fault. Be dignified.]
If anything, I might be questioned if the incident was the cause of my weakness. If this happens, why don’t I open myself up and act as the victim?
[Levios Kingdom is likely to see Wilk as someone that they can win over. That much is already known by everyone. You should avoid mentioning the incident with Princess Orshian, since it will unnecessarily prod them in a bad way.]
[How come they see me that way?]
[After entering the city of Callahanasso, you listened to the Levios civil officer about the Kingdom almost every day. Thus, they deem that the next generation of Quordenze has a strong interest in the Kingdom.]
[Ah, so that’s why.]
I was only interested in the history of the Kingdom, but I didn’t have any particular political ideas that favored the Kingdom. The other side just gave that interpretation without permission.
But when I think about it again, I didn’t have any bad feelings towards the Levios family.
Although they might seem arrogant at times, I can respect them for putting an end to the turbulent time in this eastern part of the continent. They created peace among the Nobles, and made various efforts to maintain it. I also consider the Yersinia calamity as some sort of natural disaster, which can’t be helped.
What my father said is actually correct. I might be categorized as a Noble who looks at the Kingdom in a favorable light.
I tried to convey my feelings honestly so that there would be no discrepancies.
[What? It’s not all that bad to be considered as someone who sees the Kingdom in a good light. For me and father, I think it’s best to let them think that they can win us over.]
[Indeed, I thought so too.]
Not to mention my grandfather, my father also lived as an Imperial Noble for about half of his life. Even though they defected, they still have some connections to the Empire, so it would seem that they are closer to the Empire instead.
[I also prefer the system in the Kingdom… Ah, don’t ever tell this to your grandpa.]
I see, no wonder they have no hesitation in stirring things up in the Empire.
Unexpectedly, my father may not care that much about the Zinkaen Empire. Someday, I want to talk to my father about this kind of thing without hesitation.
[Tomorrow, a messenger will come from the Royal Palace in the morning. Just make preparations today.]
[So, we’ll be having lunch at the Palace?]
[That’s right. Prince Dunkel will also be present.]
Is it the Prince from the concubine who was elected as the next head of the family after the Yersinia calamity wiped out all the King’s sons with the lawful wife? He must have been around 20 or 21 years old. From my point of view, it feels like there is a slight generational difference between people of the same age.
I, my father, King Levios and Prince Dunkel will meet and have lunch together. It looks like there will be an extravagant meal, but it’s likely to be a gathering where I will be too nervous to even notice what the foods taste like.
[The Prince said that he would show you around the Royal Palace in the afternoon.]
[And father?]
[Since Archduke Milendorva will be coming to the palace as well, we plan to discuss how we should end the incident matter.]
In other words, in order not to meet Archduke Milendorva, I’m going to tour the Palace with Prince Dunkel as my guide. In the end, I will only show my face to the Levios family.
But, that’s a blessing. I don’t really want to go out to places where boss-class Nobles such as King Levios, Archduke Milendorva, and Marquis Quordenze gather.
I’ve heard that there are several sightseeing spots in the Royal Palace that should be seen, especially the Royal Mausoleum that enshrines the First King Levios. I’m looking forward to it.
[What will happen with that incident?]
[That’s why we need to discuss it. After all, everyone’s face is at stake here, so even if we have the advantage, it won’t be easy to settle.]
The Milendorva family is the leader of the Milendorva faction. Even if they’re at fault, they’ll lose face if they fully admit it and give in completely. On the other hand, the Quordenze family will lose face as the top of the Quordenze faction unless Milendorva admits that it’s their fault.
However, this time it was completely the Milendorva family that was at fault, and Orshian ran away despite being the one who attacked first. At this point, the Quordenze family can afford to push for more. Losing is worse.
The key to the discussion was how far the Milendorva family would accept humiliation.
[…Then, will there be special compensation?]
[We can’t just let this incident be with just money or gifts.]
Not even 1,000 kiris gold coins will cause the Quordenze family to drop the incident.
In other words, the Quordenze family is required to trample on the honor of the Milendorva family, not money. No wonder the discussion will be difficult.
[On the contrary, what kind of compensation Wilk want? Give it some thoughts, and feel free to answer. I won’t get angry.]
[…..That’s a difficult question. It’s not realistic to ask Milendorva to cede part of their territory.]
[Of course. We are not at war after all.]
It’s too much. Not only is it troublesome to manage, but it’s the worst kind of compensation that will also worsen the relationship with the Levios family.
The Milendorva is still part of the Royal Noble, thus is our ally. In the end, although there’s this scuffle in the Royal Capital, in a sense we have a peaceful relationship with no actual war between us.
If the territories were adjacent to each other, and if it was also a land that both sides were feuding after, we would take this as an opportunity to take it. But, such a thing does not exist.
[If they have a special technology, I guess they can provide it to us…but I don’t think that’s good enough either.]
For example, the Adellahan family is famous for its high level engineering technology. If Orshian came from Adellahan family, I would like to seize that know-how.
[Replacing it with the skills of the people will be seen lightly.]
I had expected it to some extent, but I can’t say that using commoners to settle a battle between Nobles is not very cool.
In that case, it might be better to have something more “prestigious” to fit the Noble’s taste.
[Then, what about magic? Is there any magic technique good enough to be stolen from the Milendorva family?]
Yesterday, Orshian was activating a strange detection magic. I felt a tremor of magical power that was slightly different from the detection magic shared by the Quordenze family.
Magic can’t be taught in books, it’s a technique that is taught directly by people who could use it. There are many regional differences.
If it comes to providing magic technology, it will be the descendant of the knight family who will take the lead. I feel like it doesn’t look bad because I’m going to exchange with a Nobleman’s order.
My father showed a gesture of thinking for a moment, and then dismissed it immediately.
[The Levios family will be dissatisfied. The Milendorva family is a branch house. The magic that they possess is similar since it’s coming from the same tree trunk.]
The first Duke of Milendorva was the younger brother of the First King Levios, in other words from the Levios family. Naturally, the house was launched with the magic technology of the Levios family.
If the Quordenze tried to get our hands on it, it would be similar to groping inside Levios’ stomach. They won’t feel good about it.
However, Plume and my father seem to naturally look down on the Milendorva family.
I don’t feel any malice there, they look down on Milendorva as if it’s only natural to do so. Even though it was a private conversation, it was [Branch House]. I don’t think it’s an expression that should be used outside.
The reason why the Quordenze family and the Milendorva family are not on good terms is partly because they entered the Kingdom, but I think this way of thinking is also one of the reasons. Unconscious contempt can be transmitted to the other party unexpectedly.
[If we are talking about Levios family… Hah, might as well ask them to abdicate the throne.]
It was just a careless answer from me. Not exactly what I seriously meant.
[The title of Kingdom’s leader has no value. If you ask them to give the title to us, the Levios family will only step down happily.]
[That’s quite right. Then, it doesn’t seem desirable to make a request to raise our position in the Kingdom…]
Even if you think about raising the status of the newcomers, the Quordenze family, in the end it will only increase the authority of the Kingdom and not be very profitable.
No, it’s actually the opposite. If the power of the Kingdom itself increases, the degree of freedom of the Royal nobility may be restricted accordingly. That would only be a disadvantage for the Quordenze family.
[After giving it more thought, there isn’t any good compensation they could provide to us…]
[Yes. An apology would be best. Milendorva will lose a lot of face in the social gathering that way.]
In this social gathering, we will try not to make the Quordenze family blatantly hostile, and in some cases, we will make it convenient. That’s sufficient, my father says.
As a result, the Quordenze family gains recognition from those around them, raises our status, and strengthens our position.
[…Princess Orshian may cause another ruckus. We need to prepare for that as well.]
Even my father was completely unable to read how the existence called Progenitor would move in the future and how the surroundings would perceive it.
If there’s a way to keep Orshian’s head under control now, he’ll consider that as well. However, my father seems to think that it is not very realistic. Archduke Milendorva has more than enough, so don’t expect too much.
When I was thinking about what I should do, I was met with my father’s troubled expression.
[There is something that I want to know…]
[What is it?]
For a father, his tone was terribly inarticulate.
[Wilk, what do you want to do with Quordenze in the future?]
[Excuse me?]
[As the next generation of the Quordenze family, what direction do you think you should go? The same goes for the rule of the territory, and there is also a diplomatic policy…and also your thoughts on the Spierzeig.]
That question was the last thing I wanted to hear.
I think my father was trying to confirm my stance on Spierzeig family because of how I treated Verret Spierzeig’s corpse. I should’ve explained things and got myself his approval.
I can see that my father is very wary of receiving answers that he doesn’t want or that he doesn’t understand. But before we go up to the Royal Palace, we do need to speak carefully…that’s how it looks. No, I’m sure he’s deliberately showing his attitude to make it look like that.
As I was thinking about what to say, my father’s mouth opened first.
[Wilk has always been an easy-going child… No, not everything is like that, um, there were many times when I was worried about the future… No, actually, you’re a trouble-free child, aren’t you?]
I’m sorry for being such a strange son.
[I don’t remember any emotional conflicts. Such a parent-child relationship is very rare.]
My father said so while staring at me.
Nobles with strong power often have emotional clashes between parents and children.
Afterall, a Highlord has power that makes them isolated from others. It’s common to feel a sense of omnipotence there, as well as antipathy towards their closest kind. It’s not about who’s right or wrong, but closer to a defensive instinct related to one’s own existence.
When my father said that I was a trouble-free child, he meant that I would be satisfied as long as his reasoning was followed. Anyway, there are quite a few parents and siblings who can’t talk properly even if they are old because their purpose is to rebel….. Is this the same for commoners? That being said, it’s a personal issue.
However, in the case of a Highlord, the impact on those around them is too great, so they probably get a lot of attention.
The most alarming thing for my father is the emotional confrontation between the current generation and the next generation. If this fails, all domestic affairs and diplomacy will be adversely affected.
The reason why he is so cautious about hearing my thoughts on the Spierzeig family is probably because he fears that this will trigger a parent-child conflict.
Compared to this, going out to play in the castle town and making strange things with the commoners, playing silkworms endlessly in the castle, collecting and reading books related to Zeth, going on a church date with a commoner girl, all of those are nothing much. My eccentricity is perfectly acceptable to my father. I don’t understand why he should worry about the future.
[First of all, about the policy towards the Spierzeig family.]
[Hmm…]
[I will crush them. I believe it’s best if we can finish things safely and reliably so that we don’t suffer as much damage as possible. The Spierzeig family is a threat to the Quordenze family just by existing….. As for uncle’s murder….. I’m sorry father, but I don’t care that much. I have never met my uncle. However, I have no qualms in using it as a cause to drive Spierzeig to ruin.]
I was a little nervous, but I decided to convey my honest feelings without falsification.
I had already said several times that I would destroy the Spierzeig family, but the reason why my father still couldn’t accept it was because I hid my true feelings. I’m basically trying to say, [I don’t care about my uncle’s revenge. I want to destroy it efficiently without getting emotional].
I was worried that my father, who was on good terms with my uncle, would get angry, but he only gave me a painful expression and didn’t raise his voice.
[Right… I see. Umu, you said it well. I think I can understand it too… I’m sorry, you’ve always been concerned about me and my father, right?]
What would a father think of his son who didn’t feel anything in particular about the murder of his relatives? Thinking that if I had been an ordinary Noble of the Eruo continent, I might have been able to get closer to my father’s feelings, I was filled with guilt.
But even so, I thought it would be better to be honest than to lie.
“Tea”, my father called out. Immediately, freshly brewed hot tea was placed in front of me and my father.
[…Anyway, it seems that your policy toward the Spierzeig family is the same as mine. Yes, this is a good thing.]
Even if there are differences on the inside, there is no change in the goal of destroying the Spierzeig family. My father summed it up as such.
It was clear that it was a signal to change the subject, so I responded accordingly. This is probably the most difficult topic for my father to hear. He would want to move on to the next story as soon as possible.
[So, do you have any other goals? You’ve been working hard to get the nomination for the next head of the family, haven’t you? I wonder if there’s some kind of strong reason for it.]
[That is…]
Why do I want to become the next Head of the Quordenze family? When it comes to Nobles, what comes to mind was family turmoil, brothers fighting without honor to claim the position.
Besides, my father and mother are so in love that it’s a wonder they don’t have another child after Fanny, so I was always wary of the future when my younger brother was born.
I wanted to quickly become the next head of the family, and create an environment where I could easily eliminate or assassinate my younger brother in the unlikely event that he was actually born. In short, it’s for self-protection.
However, I have at least prepared the reason for my application.
I want to protect the traditions of the historic Quordenze family. Protecting homes in these turbulent times requires gradual reforms. I want to help my father who is having a hard time… How should I put it, it’s a reason for applying like an entry sheet written by a new graduate student. But the content is something I’ve reworked over and over again for nearly 10 years.
If you listen to it from the outside, you’ll probably hear it as an expression of the son of a Noble with a ridiculous idea. In addition, there is not a single lie because he is just emphasizing what he is actually thinking and expressing himself.
[And what do you want the Quordenze to do in the future?]
[In this era, if we aim to maintain the status quo, won’t we just fall? Time marches on.]
If you go on the defensive, you will lose. I don’t mean to call it growth like a highly conscious venture company, but I think the basic stance needs to be upward.
[So, is it conquering the entire continent?]
[…..Ha?]
The conversation has grown considerably in scale all of a sudden.
My father seemed to consider my reaction as me denying it,
[Hmm, you aren’t aiming for that?]
[I’m not interested in that.]
I’m interested in embracing beautiful women from all over the Eruo continent. However, in the current situation, let alone the Quordenze territory, even some of the beautiful maids in Newnelly Castle haven’t been embraced by me yet.
Even if I spread out my hand, I only have one cock. This is an immutable truth.
If a semen production magic exists, embarking on supremacy would be an option. Unfortunately such super magic doesn’t exist in the Quordenze family.
In that case, while maintaining my status as a Great Noble, it would be better to embrace as many beautiful women as I can reach.
[In my generation, I want to make the Voistra Plains belong to Quordenze first and foremost…]
The Spierzeig territory is vast. It will take a long time for the government to stabilize after taking it over.
In my generation, I will not participate in unnecessary wars, and will focus on protecting the peace, focusing on domestic affairs and child-rearing, and concentrating on consolidating the foothold of the Quordenze family.
If there is a vast territory that combines the Quordenze territory and the Spierzeig territory, the population will be considerable. I don’t think I’ll ever have trouble finding a beautiful woman in my life.
[First of all, there’s no reason to aim for the conquest of the continent and the likes.]
I thought I was being a little too honest, but I need to clarify so that my father won’t misunderstand.
In the first place, even if we were able to conquer the continent temporarily, I don’t think that system would be able to be maintained. The Zinkaen Empire is also the third generation, and the impetus for the beginning of the turbulent times in the first place was the internal conflict of the Zeth Church Holy High Society. Oddly enough, I even feel that the Quordenze family’s lifespan will be shortened if we try to create a unified continental government.
It would be a different story if I was born like Orshian, a commoner with nothing to lose. I may have been defiant and embarked on a supremacy. Shouting all kinds of bullshit like [All the beautiful women born on this land are mine! Let’s go, continental supremacy!].
But, that’s not possible since I was born into the Quordenze family. I don’t want to do something dishonest like destroying the house on my own, because I owe them all the money they’ve used to bring me up to this point.
[There’s no reason to aim for it…huh? Wilk may think so, but what about Nobles who know the old days?]
[P, pardon?]
[There are many who think that a sword will pierce the earth if it is unleashed.]
It is a story born from an episode about Emperor Zinkaen’s departure.
Long ago, Emperor Zinkaen, the third son of a small Noble family, was banished from his family with only a single sword given to him by his parents. Angered by his circumstances, he throws the sword with all his might in anger. Then, perhaps because he threw it at a good angle, the blade of the sword splendidly pierced the ground and stood upright.
Seeing this, Emperor Zinkaen thought. A sword is made to cut something. Even if it is thrown away like this, it still stands up for itself by fulfilling its duty. Then what about himself who was born into the body of a Highlord? If he can find his own duty like this sword and fulfill it, he will be able to stand tall.
In this way, he believed in his own ambitions without rotting away, and eventually became the champion of the western continent.
[…How big of a sword do you think it is?]
If you think about this story normally, I think it can be interpreted as [Don’t be complacent just because you’re a Highlord. Let’s understand that great power and use it correctly]. But this interpretation is in the minority. Why?
Ordinary people from the Eruo continent seem to interpret things like, [Heroes are born heroes!] which I think it’s absolutely ridiculous.
At this point, I was reminded of the difference in values between me and the people of the Eruo continent.
[Yesterday, it’s that big. Almost all of the Royal Nobles have sensed that intimidation. If you just face each other in social situations, they have no choice but to estimate the amount of magic hidden inside your body. One can guess that there is a huge amount of magical power hidden in it, but how big it is is up to the individual’s senses. Some might consider it a sword capable of great deeds, but at most they would have thought that it was only for the unification of the central part of the continent….. But, it gave me a premonition that the release of that magical power was that of a great sword that could pierce the entire continent as well.]
Then, my father stared at me.
[Perhaps you felt the need to hide it.]
Without waiting for my reaction, my father continued.
[If you have this much power, I wonder if you’re thinking about claiming hegemony over the continent.]
I wonder if it’s the idea of the people of the Eruo continent to think that a feat commensurate with their power is necessary.
But, Japan in my previous life was no different. Players who played an active part in a high school baseball team would like to see themselves play an active role in the professional world as well.
[Since long ago, you’ve been doing all sorts of strange things in the city, but it is understandable if you consider that all of them were preparations after taking the seat of the family head. The products that Wilk created and the profits that they created helped me a lot. Nambonan City seems to be doing well, following Viscount Galiana’s advice. Considering only simple tax revenue, it may eventually become a city comparable to Newnelly….. In terms of money and human resources, the foundation to support the hegemony is being built.]
I didn’t say anything about human resources, but this might have something to do with my sexual prowess.
I’d sleep with maids at random, and will continue to do so. In 10 or 20 years, the number of Lord-class will increase dramatically. With enough personnel, even a new knight house could be created in the Quordenze family.
The number of knights is like the growth limit of Noble families. No matter how much one wants to expand their territory, they can’t govern without the help of the knights. In fact, the Spierzeig family, also known as Voistra Royal family, has stopped expanding due to the lack of knights.
Having said that, I never intended all those to reach something as lofty as conquering the continent in the future.
[All that was just the result of doing what I wanted to do.]
But the Pioneering Society, Nambonan City, and above all, sexual intercourses, are just me doing what I want to do.
I did it simply because I want to, and because I can.
[Emperor Zinkaen is the same. As a result of doing what he wanted to do, the turbulent times in the western continent ended.]
[But, aren’t the results too different?]
[Wilk is now 13 years old, yes? When the Emperor was at the same age, he was the head of a mercenary group. Compare that to the one who pierced the Voistra’s Great Shield. Who has produced a better result?]
I didn’t dare to say that I was only 12 when I took Reisleaf Castle. Either way, Emperor Zinkaen was still the leader of a mercenary group at the same age.
[Or maybe you’re too shy because there are too many people here?]
My father’s tone sounded like he was teasing me, so I gave up.
In the end, it is unavoidable for my father to think that I am an ambitious person after all has been said and done.
However, if you compare the boy who swings his sword on the battlefield aiming to end the turbulent world ceaselessly, and the boy who plays with rotting soybeans and swings his hips on the bed, I think the former is definitely more of a Hero than the latter…..
[…Well, it might be a big sword, but it still depends on how you throw it. In fact, it doesn’t stick easily.]
I’m sure every young Noble who became a fan of Emperor Zinkaen must have tried throwing his sword at least once to see if it could pierce the ground.
I’m not a fan, but I’ve tried it. I tried several times, but it never got stuck. I think it’s absolutely impossible unless the ground is loose like mud.
Since this was decided in one shot, Emperor Zinkaen must have been born under such a star. A Hero who was born for that purpose. It is his destiny.
[Hahaha, that’s right….. Don’t say it too loud, okay? That story is actually a made-up story created by my mother.]
My father whispered to me in a low voice only at the end.
[When you say mother, do you mean grandmother Cassia?]
[Yes. I guess it was necessary to have an anecdote to turn Emperor Zinkaen into a Hero. Think about it, if a sword can easily stand up, he’ll be no different from an ordinary person. But when he tried, something unexpected happened by chance, and he can feel his destiny as a Hero here. It’s quite an inspiring story if I have to say so myself.]
I see. In other words, it’s to fool someone like me.
I recalled that my grandfather once told me that some of the anecdotes about Emperor Zinkaen were my grandmother’s creations. He said that some of it was complete bullshit, while the rest were based on real events, albeit inflated to the peak.
I feel that these episodes were described as true even in books written in areas unrelated to the Empire. Perhaps my grandmother’s creation will continue to be carved into the history of the Eruo continent as the figure of Emperor Zinkaen.
I could already imagine my grandmother laughing while holding her belly in the afterlife.
[Wilk looks a lot like Mother in that he likes to play around with rumors. Makes me wonder just how far those eyes are looking ahead…]
My father brought his face closer to me and stared at me. He must be looking at my eyes, the same silver eyes as my grandmother’s.
However, there was nothing fun about being stared at by an old man.
[Voistra Plain. I could see it well from Reisleaf Castle.]
All I could see through now is the annexation of the Spierzeig territory.
……No, unifying the Voistra Plain is a great achievement. Complete annexation of the Spierzeig territory in addition to the Quordenze territory would definitely go down in the history of the Eruo continent.
At the very least, I think it is at a level where future generations of the Quordenze family will be able to praise [Duke Cassia, who unified the five territories, and Duke Wilk, who annexed the Spierzeig territory, are the great ancestors of our family].
After that, if the Quordenze family managed to unify the continent in a circle, some history enthusiasts would say, [Anyone praising Quordenze for unifying the continent is an idiot. I believe that the foundation for the unification of the continent was built precisely because they made efforts to seize control of the plains] or something like that.
[…Well, that’s good. Right now, Wilk is thinking about the conquest of Spierzeig first.]
I only thought about that just now, but it’s not a mistake. I nodded obediently, perhaps after conquering it, I might wake up to a thirst for another territory.
[Yes. Further expansion hasn’t entered my mind.]
[Alright.]
It seems that my father finally believed my words.
[Tomorrow, I wanted to hear your thoughts before I let you meet with King Levios… When Wilk talks about the progress of Quordenze, it somehow makes me think of a further expansion route…]
Be careful what you say and do because you’re being strongly watched by the other Nobles of the Kingdom… I thought I’d get a punchline like that, but the atmosphere was a little different.
My father had a relieved, but disappointed look on his face that I couldn’t express in words.
[…What would have happened if I had answered that I had ambitions to conquer the continent?]
Thus, I asked.
[Well, I have no idea.]
I can’t help it, my father said.
[Will I reprimand you for your lofty dream, or will I encourage you to go chase your dream… I don’t know. I don’t even know whether I should just give you a sword and throw you in the wild.]
I felt that those words were the unadorned expression of his heart.
This father is the most perplexed about his son, who has enough magical power to drive away an alleged Progenitor.
[In that case, please give me a beautiful woman instead of a sword.]
It’s enough as long as I get laid.
My father laughed out loud at my frank reply.
