Prelude (3)

“Aga-ssi…?”

The maids stared at me, restrained like a milk cow, with bewildered eyes. They looked quite pitiful, unable to grasp the situation and just turning their heads this way and that.

“Haa, heu. Could you come over here? Over there, with the bucket….”

I commanded with a face flushed red.

“Yes, yesss…!”

The brown-haired maid, Lena, runs over with a bucket.

“Place it under my breasts, and then squeeze them with your hands, okay?”

A drop of milk formed at the tip of my nipple and fell. But it wasn’t just my breasts that were flowing. My pussy was desperate to be filled. Just taking this humiliating position was enough to bring my excitement to its peak.

“Eu, eu….”

Lena licked her lips, glancing at Betty and Lorian. But alas, the other two were just watching Lena with fascinated expressions.

“Euaaa…!”

Lena tightly closed her eyes and reached out to my breasts. She had already secretly peeped at the young master’s lovemaking. So this much should be nothing. And Aga-ssi had directly ordered it. It’s okay. It’ll be okay. Those thoughts were conveyed directly.

• Molkang.

“Haa-eueut…!”

Lena’s hands were slightly cold. She carefully caressed my breasts, and then, seeing the breast milk seeping out, suddenly applied force.

“Uwaaa….”

She shone her eyes like a child unable to resist curiosity. She really squeezed out the milk as if she were handling a cow. She strongly pressed the middle of my breast to make it concave, and pulled it down to apply pressure. There was a subtle difference from the rough squeezing method.

“O, oeuk….”

My face had long been ruined beyond recognition. I rolled my eyes back and spurted water. Water flowed incessantly from my breasts and my pussy.

“Haa, hueu….”

Resting my hands and head on the armrest, I breathed heavily and looked at the maids with lustful eyes.

They watched my disgraceful state with excited faces. I don’t know if the reason they weren’t hesitant was because of their age, or because they had crossed the line once before… but one thing was certain: they were enjoying it too.

• Jjoreureuk…

Breast milk flowed out as soon as they pressed, filling the bucket. Lena, who had been scared at first, became quite skilled and quickly squeezed out the milk.

“Aat….”

Before long, it didn’t take long to fill one bucket.

“It’s full….”

Drip, drip. Ripples formed each time a drop of breast milk fell onto the bucket. Lena stared at the bucket, which was full of a sweet fragrance, as if possessed.

“C-Can I try some?”

“Hau, heu. Y-Yes. You can drink as much as you want…?”

Lena kept glancing around, and eventually scooped up the milk with both hands and drank it.

“Heuep, eum, u-eum… gulp….”

Watching someone else drink breast milk is always exciting. I swallowed, enduring the throbbing in my lower abdomen.

“Waaa…! It’s delicious…!”

Lena squealed and smiled brightly. It was sweet and rich, more delicious than any ordinary fruit juice, she said.

Hearing that, the other two glanced at each other, but before long, they tasted the breast milk. The reaction was the same. They said it was the most delicious milk they had ever had.

“Hueu, heueu… Isn’t it too bad that only you guys get to taste it…? I want to put it in bottles and preserve it… Would that be okay?”

I said, drooling. If possible, I’d like milk bottles. To store it long-term and feed it to everyone in the mansion. I wanted to see people eating it without knowing what it was.

“Shall we ask the maids working in the dining hall?”

Just in time, Lorian stepped forward. She was friends with the maids in the dining hall and said she could bring bottles to hold the milk. I nodded with delight. My breasts were still eager to spurt breast milk.

3rd floor.

Hairak’s reception room.

Shuriel, having returned to the mansion, had to rush to the reception room without even spending time with Yujin.

• Kkieeek.

Opening the door and entering, he saw his brother, Hairak, whose face was full of playfulness. Hairak opened his mouth before Shuriel could say anything.

“I didn’t think you’d come back quietly… but I didn’t expect you to cause such a big mess.”

The rumors had already spread throughout the mansion. There was no way Hairak wouldn’t know. Shuriel recalled the countless things he had done at the banquet hall and opened his mouth.

“You sent me, and now you’re acting like it’s a big deal. There were no major accidents, so rest assured.”

“Floating the banquet hall and creating a sky island? Sure.”

No accidents? Hairak sneered slightly and looked at Shuriel with slightly weary eyes.

‘How did she get caught by such a monster?’

In his eyes, Yujin was blindly devoted. She craved Shuriel as if she were broken somewhere. She seemed to have no other thoughts or desires.

Right, neutrality. She had declared neutrality at the banquet hall. In an environment that floated the banquet hall and was tantamount to a death threat.

“…Thanks to Yujin proclaiming neutrality, I’ll have a bit of a headache. I thought she was on our side, but that’s not the case. They’ll be desperate to bring Rekante in for the time being.”

“No matter how desperate they are, I don’t think she’ll take anyone’s side.”

“No, that’s not it. It’s more like… a little more, yeah….”

A slightly tense tone.

“…They’re desperate because they don’t want to turn her into an enemy.”

Hairak pressed his forehead and closed his eyes.

“It’s terrifying when a strategic weapon that can easily destroy a city says that.”

“Yujin isn’t a madman. How many times do I have to say it…”

“Then that’s a relief.”

Was he relieved that she wasn’t his enemy, or was he relieved that she wasn’t the Empire’s enemy? Hairak rested his chin with an inscrutable expression. Shuriel looked at his brother and said in a slightly swaggering posture.

“Weren’t you expecting this from the start when you sent me?”

Hairak, looking at his younger brother’s disgraceful state, sighed and nodded.

“It was a bit excessive… but it didn’t deviate from the orbit.”

Then, he shrugged, looking at the stack of letters piled higher than his shoulder.

“Just the fact that our voice has grown louder is a considerable gain. It’s still difficult as Cecilia supports Kalsein, but that situation has also weakened a bit.”

“What is it? If you’re going to pull another strange trick, I’ll refuse.”

“What. It’s what you’ve been wanting so much.”

Saying that, Hairak picked out a letter that shone with gold from among the many letters. A luxurious envelope with golden paper engraved on it. It was the seal of the Holy See.

And the envelope overlapping below it. A letter came from the Imperial Family. It was also a letter with the seal of the 4th Prince.

“Tell me what it is before I open it.”

Shuriel frowned, feeling a sense of foreboding. Hairak handed over the letter with a serious expression.

Finally, he parted his lips, which had become heavier than before, and said.

“It’s a holy war.”

Holy war.

“The 4th Prince Hugo wants a holy war under his name. His political position is being pushed back, so he wants to use the Holy See as his backing. The support of the people is a bonus.”

Thanks to Shuriel and Yujin’s activities, the people’s expectations soared. Especially the Ether wings shown in the Northern Pursuit Battle. They were raving that an angel had descended.

“Until now, there was a lack of justification, but your popularity must be considerable.”

The justification is sufficient. There would be no problem even if they launched immediately. Hugo had been preparing for the holy war for a long time. It was the only chance to reverse the unfavorable situation.

“What is the holy war for?”

Shuriel asked in a cold tone. Hairak chuckled and replied.

“Humanity.”

• Jjiiiik!

He tears the letter. The letter from the Holy See contained a short phrase. Hairak silently handed over the letter. Shuriel picked up the paper and slowly read the phrase written inside.

“……The Barpeu-goseu subjugation order.”

Are they really going to do it? I didn’t expect them to decide this quickly. Shuriel looked at Hairak with a bewildered face.

“I won’t force you.”

Shuriel wouldn’t refuse. Even if he didn’t send him, he would obviously go. Knowing that fact, Hairak could only quietly close his eyes.

And he felt a twisting sensation inside. Even if he was an agent, he felt disgusted with himself for sending his younger brother to a hideous war in the name of God.

The reason he was so disgusted was because failure was included in the plan. No, from the beginning, success was not assumed. Barpeu-goseu. The Demon of War. No one thinks that they can catch the de facto Demon King so easily. If Shuriel died like that, or if there were casualties equivalent to that, it was obvious that they would use that for propaganda as well.

Hairak bowed his head, expressing his own respect.

“….”

Shuriel silently crumpled the paper and put it in his pocket.

Only sighs come out. As Yujin said, it was a truly shitty world. But for some reason, his face didn’t frown. Shuriel smiled warmly, which had been hidden by pessimism. It was both an acknowledgment of himself and an acknowledgment of the world. Yeah. Let’s not regret the excessive deaths. And let’s not fear the deaths to come.

There will be times when he clashes with absurdity and hypocrisy and spits blood, but he won’t give up. Even though it’s a fight only for the sake of justification, the path he’s walked and the path he’ll walk won’t be in vain. Shuriel smiled with an ideal. And he said to his bowing brother.

“Yeah. I’ll give it a shot. Hero.”

Isn’t a hero the one who shouts possibility when everyone shouts impossibility? Shuriel vowed in his heart that he would catch Barpeu-goseu. It might be a tough opponent, but he wasn’t alone. If he fails, he can try again. He just has to keep hitting it until he succeeds.

“…!”

Hairak sent a surprised look. It was because he felt a subtle divine power from Shuriel’s body.

“…I’ll ask God to wish you well.”

“No. I don’t need that. That kind of thing.”

Shuriel erased his warm smile and showed his usual rotten smile. He was very upset when God was mentioned. But Hairak could tell. God is already with him. However, he didn’t tell him that fact. He’ll come to admit it himself over time.

“So what’s the plan? Where do I go?”

Hairak raised his bowed head and said calmly.

“You’re leaving for the Demon Realm Pandemonium.”