episode_0204

After successfully concluding the deal with my father, I returned to the Filbrogue Baron’s mansion.

Yuria and Aspi accompanied me on the way back.

Yuria, having not done any extra maid work and having rested well in my room, had plump skin and a bright expression.

On the other hand, Aspi still seemed a little tired, and every time our eyes met, she quickly turned her head away, twisting her legs.

‘It hasn’t been long since we returned from the Divine Kingdom…’

Before returning, I slept with Aspi every night.

Tier was busy running around, so she constantly took care of my sexual needs.

Two days since our return.

After just two days without sex, Aspi already had the face of a horny female.

“Aspi, are you alright?”

“Ye- Yes-? Why do you ask…?”

“You don’t look well.”

Of course, I decided not to show that I noticed.

I simply called her casually as usual.

“Ahaha… Nothing. I’m just a little tired…”

“Is that so? Then rest well. There are many empty rooms in the mansion.”

“Tha…Thank you.”

By the way, the Filbrogue mansion has quite a lot of empty rooms, including the servants’ rooms.

Even if everyone living in the mansion used a single room, there would still be a whole floor left.

Furthermore, since Yuria cleans them whenever she has time, both the quantity and quality of the rooms are excellent.

Yuria, already understanding our mood, smiled wryly at me.

She seemed to realize what I was doing and was already preparing to open her collection.

I’m sorry, Aspi, but the teasing strategy will continue for a while.

If it’s possible for me, I want them to directly beg me for what they want.

Especially Aspi, perhaps due to her knightly status and mindset, often shows a habit of trying to endure.

This time, I intend to see it through.

I will make her endure until she can’t take it anymore, to make her realize that nothing is impossible if she asks me.

We returned to the mansion and unpacked.

Yuria had only been away from the mansion for two days, but for some reason, my room was in a mess.

The culprit was quickly apprehended.

“Uhee… You’re here~?”

Nix, completely naked, was sprawled on my messed-up bed.

The dildos scattered everywhere revealed the cause.

I stared at the dildos, confirming Aspi’s reaction as her eyes trembled uncontrollably, and slowly took off my outer clothes.

“Yuria, Aspi. I’m sorry, but would you mind showering first?”

“Yes, I will.”

“I need to punish this little one… Please prepare warm water.”

As I moved towards Nix, who was giggling, they left the room without saying anything.

Through the slowly closing door, I saw Aspi, still unable to take her eyes off me and the dildos.

Nix was punished all night.

From the next room, the same sweet scent wafted over as yesterday.

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Ding-

『Checking progress conditions.』

[Main Story Chapter 5: Leader’s Qualifications]

-[Saintess’ Awakening (Clear!)]

-[2nd Semester Final Exam Class Competition Victory]

-[Next Student Council President Candidate Ascension]

I pushed myself onto the sofa, displayed the status window, and quietly fell into thought.

First, the deal I made with my father was for my succession to the throne.

I explained it in a roundabout way, but I expressed my intentions directly enough to him.

The deal was made.

“First, finish those three things. Then I will tell you the true conditions to become king.”

Not refusing is slightly different from generally accepting.

Things in this world aren’t always simply divided into two.

However, my father’s reaction can be considered acceptance.

He unofficially promised me that he would be a backing for me to become king.

There’s plenty of evidence to say it wasn’t just an assumption.

Clink-

I lowered my gaze slightly and gently grasped the locket on my chest.

Inside is a picture of Lea Flora, my mother and the woman my father loved. After our brief meeting as a family, I added a protection spell through Aether.

As I had thought before, there’s a strong possibility my father was trying to protect me from the beginning.

As I confirmed the day before yesterday, he truly loved my mother.

However, protecting me is directly linked to the issue of succession to the throne.

Even if he didn’t intend to, even if my order of succession was last.

Protecting one princess—especially protecting the eldest daughter of Lea Flora Naifrantz, the concubine queen who is most hated by the powerful nobles around here—naturally causes great backlash.

That’s why protecting me was all he could do.

No matter how much of an anomaly my father is, having repeatedly danced with swords against the nobles, the issue of royal succession is the most sensitive hornets’ nest.

My renunciation of my succession rights ended any remaining scrutiny I had.

At the time, it wasn’t something I was aiming for.

Thanks to that, I could escape the attention of other nobles and enjoy a comfortable academy life with Yuria.

But now things are a little different.

As my father said, the most important condition for inheriting the Naifrantz throne is not gender or age, but “skill and qualifications”.

From that perspective, I haven’t been perceived as an enemy by the factions of my other siblings.

In other words, if I show skill and qualifications, I can become a sufficient threat to them.

If I give up my claim to the throne to my father when it’s cheap, and get it back when it’s expensive…

Nobody can stop me.

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Everything has its order.

First, I have to finish the three things I agreed to with my father.

I wore my uniform neatly and went to school with Yuria.

The atmosphere in the classroom was terrible.

The biggest reason was that several boisterous boys were absent.

They were the ones who always dominated the lively atmosphere, and their absence alone had plummeted the tension to the academy’s basement.

Maybe chaotic would have been better.

Everyone had their heads bowed, too preoccupied with their own gloom to even glance at each other.

Like this, nothing can begin.

I concentrated my mind on the Oracle I had installed at the Royal Hospital.

My senses gradually grew numb, leaving only enough strength to maintain my standing posture, before sending over more than half of my soul to the hospital.

Piercing through multiple walls, splitting through bushes, and crossing the blue sky, I arrived at the ward where the injured from a few days ago were lying.

Most of them had regained consciousness and were slowly moving, but some, like in the classroom, were spaced out. Being those who charged forward themselves, I believed their recovery would be faster.

The instructor, who was most seriously injured, had opened her eyes but was still receiving treatment from Tier.

Given how close it was to a fatal injury, her inner injuries were severe, and it seemed to take some time.

Her open eyes, however, held a fiery will.

“…My Lady?”

My eyes met Tier’s as I finished the recovery magic.

Frankly, with this level of soul projection, it was impossible for Tier, especially, to not recognize me.

She had always felt my power always by her side, and had even encountered my soul projection with Yuria when I was unconscious.

I breathed form into the Aether of my soul’s projection, appearing as a spiritual body, similar to Nix.

“…You came.”

“Is everything alright?”

“My consciousness is now firm. All that remains is to patiently wait for my body’s wounds to heal.”

Beads of sweat clung to Tier’s forehead.

I reached out to gently wipe away her sweat, embracing her to provide some mana.

“…Thank you. I feel a little better.”

“If it’s over, go and get some rest. How much have you been working that your chest has all sunken in…”

She pinched my buttocks, her brow furrowed.

“Ouch-”

“…Going.”

After Tier left, I checked on the cadets one by one.

“Are you feeling a bit better?”

“I… I’m completely healed. But it’s the mental wounds that the others are suffering from.”

He was the one who called himself the leader of my guard squad. Whether he felt a sense of responsibility as the sub-leader of 1-A, his expression showed more frustration than fear.

“Weren’t you scared?”

“Of course, I was scared. That guy… if it wasn’t for the instructor, he would have really killed Yuarias.”

I bit my lip. However, this spiritual form didn’t have organic tissue, so my lip didn’t split and bleed.

“How about the classroom.”

“…It’s the worst. Everyone is barely looking ahead.”

“Haah… So, what do you want to do?”

He asked. He was frowning with his arms crossed, looking troubled.

“What should we do.”

“I don’t know. During the last attack, we trusted you. We’ll just keep trusting you, Narias.”

Trust… such a self-evident statement, yet one that was difficult to fully understand, rendering me speechless for a moment.

But there was no need to think long.

It was only right to return what had been given.

“First… I have to properly comfort those who are firmly on my side.”

“I believe in that choice, too.”

“Alright. Just believe in me.”

I held out my fist. Then, he chuckled and extended his fist, colliding with mine.

Finally, I approached the instructor, who was relying on the body regeneration magical device.

Her hair and limbs hung limply, her eyes barely open. She seemed to be having trouble breathing through her lungs, as there was a supplementary breathing spell made of wind mana around her mouth.

“Instructor.”

“I… Rias, cadets…”

“Please don’t talk if you can help it. I’m just here to relay the higher-ups’ intentions.”

I gently pressed her shoulder with my hand. The tension slowly released from her stiff arm, and she relaxed her body once again.

“Yuria was originally a maid of the fifth princess of Naifrantz. She will express her gratitude with sufficient compensation.”

“…….”

“…You wouldn’t care so much about that, would you?”

The instructor blinked. It was a sign of affirmation towards the last statement.

She volunteered for sacrifice certainly not because of money. She believed that was the right thing to do as an instructor, and a senior and elder in the magical world.

Her unwavering gaze proved her intentions.

“I will finish what you intended… For now, just think about regaining your health.”

“…….”

The instructor tightly grasped my hand in silence. Then she let go,

It felt as though I had been entrusted with her will and her strength.

After bowing my head, I returned to the academy.

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Thud- Thud-

I walked across the despondent cadets to the front of the classroom.

And I stepped onto the podium.

Putting strength in my voice, the will received from the instructor, and the sufficient Aether and will boiling up from inside me…

I softly spoke.

“I’m quitting the academy. I’ve just submitted the paperwork and greeted the Headmaster.”

The gaze was lifted from the floor, one by one, and focused on me.

It was a lie, of course.

But it was enough to draw everyone’s attention.