5 – Yeongju System

Amel pointed in a direction.

Unexplored territory on the [Map].

A black darkness lurked.

But there were coordinates.

It was the Sealed Land.

“What’s in that direction?”

“A village, a city, a forest, a Demon beast, anything’s fine.”

“If that’s the case…”

Leki thought hard.

“There’s Perstun.”

“Perstun?”

“I know there are a few more villages, but Perstun was the most famous. It’s a city, and it was probably famous for its leather.”

But I’m not really curious about those details.

I’m just curious about what’s in between here and the Sealed Land. There was no need to explain why I was curious.

“Leki.”

“Yes.”

“If I were to conquer a city, would you follow me?”

“Of course… Huh?”

Leki brought out the alcohol.

She brought it out, but it was still in her hand, and she looked at the glass.

The glass was well-filled with alcohol.

“You haven’t had any yet, have you?”

“I’m sober. I have a terrible hangover. You’re the only one who’s made me this sick besides Prominence.”

“Prominence?”

“There’s someone incredibly strong.”

I wonder what happened to the martial arts tournament.

It was past the middle and approaching the end of the tournament.

“But you’re joking, right?”

“About what?”

“About conquering. I’ll follow you if Amel goes, but I’m worried whether other people will follow willingly.”

<Leki>

[Thought] How do I persuade people?

[Emotion] Embarrassment.

What are you embarrassed about?

It’s not showing on her face. Leki is embarrassed at the thought of persuading the villagers with a nonchalant expression.

“It would be nice if they trusted and followed Amel, but not everyone is like me.”

Ah, is that what it is.

More than that,

“I’m not taking you.”

“Yes? But doesn’t conquering mean you’re going to create an army?”

“No? Think about it. Do you think gathering the people here would be enough to win a Siege War against a regular army?”

“…Still, we’re stronger individually. I’m stronger than the Self-defense force, let alone the weak soldiers of the city.”

“But we’re outnumbered, and the city has a castle. I’m the one attacking. Being a little stronger than a regular army individually isn’t enough.”

Amel raised her index finger.

“One overwhelmingly strong person. A small elite. The ones I’m taking are Polia, Molly, Leila, and you. Of course, you can drop out if you want. You won’t have anything to do anyway.”

“I’m…!”

Leki’s shoulders drooped.

“…I’m weak. Can’t you make me strong like them too? Use me as Amel’s Doll.”

“Hmm…”

Amel stared intently at Leki.

“Forget it.”

“I don’t have the talent…”

“That’s not the problem.”

There is a [Magic Fragment].

I kept it in the state of a [Magic Fragment] without absorbing it into the Inventory.

I left it to implant in someone and use them as a tool.

Now that I’ve become a Lord, the [Magic Fragment] has become unnecessary, so is this a blessing in disguise…?

At first, I was going to give it to Leki.

I took the [Magic Fragment] out of the Inventory.

“What’s that?”

“This is a potion that will allow you to become like the others.”

“….”

“I was going to ask you if I should give it to you? But it has an owner.”

“Yes? Who? Who is it? Oh? Is there someone so outstanding that Amel took notice of them? More than me? Someone like that?”

Leki is from Stillo Village. She’s been with me since the beginning.

She’s been by my side to assist Amel, so she knows almost everything about who I meet and what I talk about.

In her memory, the candidate for the owner of the [Magic Fragment] did not come to mind.

More than that, she was confused by the jealousy that was creeping up, wondering if she had received a worse evaluation than a complete stranger.

“Well, she’s much more qualified than you.”

“Who… is it? That Human.”

Her tone became harsh.

Emotion was put into it.

I received the glass,

“Human?”

I took a sip of the alcohol.

I thought she was misunderstanding, so I corrected her.

“Guardian Deity.”

“…………..? ……? ….? ..?? …..?”

Leki’s expression was filled with question marks.

She seemed to have something she wanted to ask, but she couldn’t bring herself to say much, so she moved her mouth like a goldfish.

“It’s the Guardian Deity you’re thinking of. I went out yesterday and met her.”

“Ah… perhaps that thunder back then.”

“It’s me. The Guardian Deity told me to show her that I was stronger than her. I beat her down and she decided to become my subordinate.”

“…I, I can’t believe it.”

Amel looked at the sky outside the window.

The sun had reached its peak.

“I told her to prepare and come by lunchtime, so I think she’ll be arriving soon, right?”

“The Guardian Deity… is coming? Then we need to prepare…!”

“Forget it. She’s a Guardian Deity who was criticized for running away, so why try to welcome her?”

“That’s right… she ran away…”

“Well, in reality, she couldn’t help because she was wary of something else.”

“Yes?”

It wasn’t something I needed to say.

“Anyway, she’s different from the way you originally knew her. Even if she comes, you won’t recognize her, and she said she’d prefer it if you didn’t recognize her.”

Amel remembered what happened last night, and while she was dumbfounded by her own actions, she was still pleased that the sensation was still lingering on her skin.

It was funny for no reason.

I laughed.

“She’s embarrassed, or something. Just you know.”

“Yes… still, the Guardian Deity. I can’t believe it.”

Leki’s reaction was better than expected, so I was about to say a few more words.

Buzzing.

“She must be here.”

“I’ll go get her!”

Leki rushed out and returned with someone.

“….”

A silver-haired girl came in and showed a sulky face.

The reason why she was sulky was because Amel raised her hand and showed her palm.

Wolf Girl bowed and put her head out.

Amel stroked Wolf Girl’s head, which had come down to a suitable height.

She stroked it for a long time.

“…Aren’t you going to introduce who that child is instead of just stroking her?”

“Ah, that’s right?”

Amel first introduced Wolf Girl.

“This is Machia Strobelli. Isn’t she cute? She was camping alone in the mountains, so I felt sorry for her and told her to come, is it okay if I raise her?”

“What are you saying without permission.”

“Head.”

Machia Strobelli.

Amel gave it to her.

I don’t even remember what other coffee names there are now. Since the pronunciation was strange when I used the only Machiato I could remember, I shortened it to Machia.

Strobelli was just a slight variation of strawberry.

Why strawberry?

Because she’s as pretty and cute as a strawberry?

Because her eyes are like strawberries.

And because if you put them together well, it’s Machiavelli?

Machia took her head out and said something, but at Amel’s one word, she put her head back down and had her head stroked.

“You’ve been drinking since broad daylight.”

“It’s hangover alcohol. It suits my taste. Tell her not to let me drink so much.”

“Will she listen to me?”

“If she’s convinced?”

“Then put that glass down right now and tell me that child’s name first? Doesn’t she look pitiful standing there all alone?”

“Ah, no. I’m…”

Amel introduced Leki.

“Leki. She coordinates me and the villagers in the closest place. It’s convenient because she gives instructions to people instead of me.”

“She seems capable.”

“I’m, I’m honored.”

Amel picked up the alcohol again… then put it down.

Still, she lacked a bit of restraint.

“What will you do for me if I don’t drink?”

“Didn’t you tell me to stop you?”

“Without any compensation? I might become an alcoholic like this. Would you like the ideal Lord you want to be drunk?”

“What the…”

Machia said with a disgusted face, sounding reluctant.

“You can stroke my face while I endure it.”

“Outsider.”

Actually, I can just stroke her, but it feels very good to receive it as a reward compared to just stroking her.

Amel stroked Machia’s head up and down with both hands.

She’s small.

She’s petite.

She’s soft.

“Is this why everyone says that cute is the best in the world?”

“I’m not cute.”

“You’re very cute. Right?”

I asked Leki.

Leki is troubled.

Because Machia glared at her.

“More than that, you said you’d tell me when I came, right?”

“Huh? What?”

“What you’re going to do next.”

“Hmm…”

What was it.

I remembered.

“I’m going to expand the Territory, and I’ll make you stronger at the same time.”

“How are you going to do that?”

“The method is very simple.”

Amel picked up the [Magic Fragment] that was placed on the table.

“…? What is it, mmm…”

She grabbed Machia’s chin and shoved the [Magic Fragment] into her mouth with her thumb.

“Mmm…!”

“Swallow it.”

I pressured her with my eyes.

“….”

Gulp.

Amel felt a part of herself go into Machia.

I stroked her to comfort her.

“Good job.”

“….”

Tears welled up in her eyes.

The [Magic Fragment] is the source of Magical Power.

She swallowed someone else’s.

It must have given a fairly stimulating taste to a Great Demon Beast like Machia.

I don’t know what it tastes like, but it was definitely a taste made by a part of Amel.

I stroked her head to comfort her.

And I surrounded her with [Electricity].

Machia’s fur stood on end.

Her hair.

Her tail fur.

It stood up sharply.

“This is…”

“I said I’d make you stronger. That’s not a way of giving you Strength. It’s a method through training, and the process is probably a lot different from what you imagine.”

“You’re doing something terrible. It makes me want to throw up after eating something like this.”

“It’s a part of me, and you want to throw up. A part of my body that’s the most beautiful in the world? You should say, ‘I ate it well and it was delicious.'”

“…You’re crazy.”

Haha.

What are you crazy about.

If it’s a beauty like Amel, everyone would love to take even sweaty underwear, right?

Amel stroked the head of the young Wolf Girl who didn’t know that.

“…How much did you feed her?”

“Three sips.”

“Of what?”

“You drank three sips of alcohol and got drunk.”

“….”

Machia could only laugh in vain as she was being stroked.

“You fed alcohol to a Human who can only handle that much?”

“Amel likes our alcohol. I heard that the… Guardian Deity also likes the alcohol from our village very much.”

“…Are you from Stillo?”

“Yes.”

“That’s where those alcohol-crazed Humans live. Alcohol is not water. The alcohol you make is several times more poisonous than other alcohol. Be aware of that when giving her alcohol.”

“Yes…”

Leki looked like she didn’t understand well, but it was the Guardian Deity’s words.

For now, is that so? And moved on.

“It seems like you don’t understand.”

“I, I understand.”

“Don’t lie. my eyes, ears, and nose can recognize your lies. Don’t argue with lies in front of me.”

“Ugh…”

Leki answered with sincerity, but Machia was not satisfied.

“Amel will reign over many people in the future. The day will come when she will pacify and rule the vast land. You know that, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then what would you think if you heard that the Lord of the Empire, whom you don’t even know the face of, is indulging in alcohol and lusting after women every day…”

Jiriri.

“…and acting like a child? Keep in mind that a weak Lord only confuses the situation.”

“….”

“If you understand, answer me.”

“Ah, yes..! I understand what you mean! You mean that people who don’t know Amel might prepare a rebellion just by hearing rumors!”

“Yes. Th… that’s, that’s it.”

“….”

Machia closed her legs and took a position as if she needed to pee.

Her face had been red since her tail was touched erotically,

Perhaps because Machia is a Guardian Deity, she did not stop being dignified.

Of course, I don’t know if she has dignity even if she is dignified because of her appearance and the things she is being subjected to by Amel, but.

Leki inadvertently thought she was cute and pitiful.

It was an impious thought to have for the Guardian Deity, so she desperately pretended not to notice.