“Has it really improved?”

    Violet admired the mansion, several times larger than my house in Hansung, and exclaimed.

    “There are three maids, and twenty servants. Feel free to ask for anything you need.”

    Then, among the plundered items, she gave Violet luxurious silk women’s clothing and precious ornaments.

    Of course, I only gave her a third, thinking of giving the rest to Gemi later.

    The remainder was, naturally, Gemi’s share.

    Immediately distributing some of the plundered goods boosted the morale of the soldiers in the first row.

    Seeing the envy in the eyes of soldiers from the second to fourth rows, I addressed them.

    “If you want plunder, join the battle now. We have only occupied one of the many strongholds in Daemado. There are still many left. Let me know whenever you change your mind!”

    However, there were no real takers.

    A change of heart came much later.

    About a quarter of the plundered goods were separately stored to be taken to Joseon and offered to the king.

    I warned that touching this would lead to immediate execution by hanging without trial, even for the soldiers.

    About a quarter of the plundered goods were also separately stored for myself.

    Of course, if I were caught doing this on my own, I would face punishment, but isn’t it fine as long as I don’t get caught?

    After organizing and assigning night watch duties, I allowed the soldiers to sleep in the vacant houses.

    There were plenty of empty houses, so there was no need to set up tents separately.

    The soldiers, who thought they would be camping on the battlefield, enjoyed the change.

    They lit fires in each house, preparing a late meal with enough food from various houses.

    As the tension of the first day eased, everyone fell into a deep sleep, and I used patrol as an excuse to roam the houses.

    Entering each house, what I did was…

    Putting bits of dried pus from bandages onto the noses of sleeping soldiers.

    So, I was practicing inoculation.

    As mentioned before, I had been collecting pus from patients with bandaged noses since my time in Hansung for this purpose.

    The pus from the patients’ noses was obtained in the same way as the pus from the Japanese patients.

    Some soldiers occasionally woke up, while others couldn’t sleep.

    “You guys are unlucky. I can’t remember each one to do it again.”

    Those unlucky included the guards stationed while I roamed the houses.

    However, the number of those not inoculated was only about a few dozen when combined.

    After about twelve days of incubation, large nose ulcers appeared among the soldiers, making everyone tremble with fear.

    Some blamed the weather.

    It was because of Gemi’s nose ulcer, claiming that Gemi was my wife.

    When I heard murmurs from behind, I was furious but held back.

    “Endure it. If I beat them, it will only lower morale.”

    But those who murmured about Gemi’s nose ulcer were later placed at the forefront and all died in battle.

    Until the patients recovered, the guards had to be those who had experienced nose ulcers in their childhood, which amounted to about fifty people.

    Fortunately, while our soldiers suffered from nose ulcers due to inoculation, the enemy couldn’t attack us as they were also affected, leaving us unharmed.

    After another week or so, when the nose ulcers subsided, only about six deaths occurred.

    It would have been better if no one had died, but considering the number of soldiers and sailors we led, the small number of deaths due to nose ulcers was terrifying.

    #

    First night in the seized grand mansion.

    “Have you prepared the bathwater?”

    Before going on patrol, I instructed the servants to prepare bathwater.

    Although it had only been two days since coming from the sea, my hair was tangled and my body felt sticky.

    Especially earlier, there was a brief battle, and blood was shed.

    “Yes. Please come this way. Master.”

    Following the servant into what seemed like a warehouse, there was a large tub filled with hot water steaming.

    “Oh, the bathtub looks very nice here?”

    “It was in this house. Seems like it belongs to someone of high status.”

    “I see.”

    Without hesitation, I undressed and entered the tub, washing myself clean.

    After doing so and entering the room, Violet was looking at me, her face brightening up with a smile.

    Today, there were those who died in battle, and I saw quite a few corpses, but did I just forget about all that?

    Or is it just the nature of the times that makes me overlook such things?

    However, Violet, sitting on a silk blanket by the lantern, seemed different. Her hair seemed damp, her face unusually clean.

    “You’ve taken a bath?”

    “Yes. I asked the maids to heat water for me. It feels really refreshing to finally wash up after not being able to for a while. The bathtub is really nice, isn’t it?”

    “Indeed. I also bathed there.”

    “I see. Did you?”

    She smiled warmly, but her eyes seemed fixed on mine.

    Tap, tap.

    “Come this way. I have prepared some drinks and food.”

    Violet pointed to a table set with Chinese pottery-like bottles of liquor and various dishes.

    “I was worried about eating properly since coming to the battlefield, but the Master’s words were indeed true.”

    Well, that makes sense.

    From bathing on the first day to silk blankets, alcohol, rich dishes, and the warmth of the grand mansion’s bedroom.

    “Lucky me. I was quite hungry.”

    The soldiers quickly ate their meals, but I had so much to take care of that I hadn’t eaten yet.

    Sitting down to eat and drink…

    Gulp.

    Violet’s hand reached my chest.

    “It’s firm and warm. I like touching it anytime.”

    “Ahem. We are in the middle of a meal. By the way, have you eaten?”

    “Yes. I was too hungry to wait.”

    If it were Gemi, she would have waited for me to arrive.

    “But if you’re hungry, you can eat.”

    Violet probably wasn’t the kind of woman who dreamed of a lavish lifestyle.

    Quietly continuing the meal, this time Violet’s hand moved downwards to untie the knot of my pants.

    I wondered what she was up to, but when I remained still, her hand slipped in and grabbed my member.

    Then, pulling it out…

    Slurp, slurp, slurp.

    “What are you doing while we’re eating?”

    “Well… I’m… having dessert… slurp~ slurp.”

    Like a starving cat, she eagerly sucked me, revealing no underwear beneath her raised skirt.

    “She’s determined to do this.”

    As Violet continued, applying more pressure, I couldn’t help but feel aroused.

    Smoothly, I reached under her skirt, brushing against her intimate flesh.

    “Ah, that feels good. Ah, I like it.”

    “Hey, you’re interrupting our meal.”

    Smack.

    Feeling a bit annoyed, I lightly spanked her buttocks.

    But then…

    “Eek.”

    Shaking and twisting her body with a moan, she didn’t stop there.

    “…Punish me more.”

    She wanted to be hit?

    Memories of licking her vagina like an animal on the first night and spanking my sister-in-law came flooding back.

    Smack.

    “Bad girl.”

    “Ouch. Master, I’m sorry. Ouch. Just one more…”

    Smack.

    “My husband is eating!”

    “Ow, it hurts.”

    Trembling, why was she shaking?

    I slid my hand towards her vagina, feeling the wetness.

    “Master… punish me more.”

    Alright then.

    Gently spanking, touching her vagina, inserting fingers, and swaying, giving her what she desired.

    “Ah, ah, ah, ah…”

    Bowing her head further, sucking my testicles, her buttocks rising higher.

    Now, instead of the upper part of her buttocks, I started caressing and hitting the lower part.

    “Ah, ah, I like it, I like it. Oh, I like it.”

    Now, it was a completely intoxicated voice that came to mind.

    Every time he struck, her buttocks trembled, moving up and down.

    “Hurry, hit me. I-I feel like I’m going crazy…”

    “Oh my, we’re in the middle of a meal!”

    Thwack.

    This time, he didn’t hit her buttocks but her vagina directly.

    “Aaah.”

    Drip.

    Liquid flowing down her thighs.

    “Ah, you’re such a naughty woman.”

    Tap, tap, tap, tap.

    “Ah, ah, ah, aah!”

    Splash.

    White liquid spurting out like a fountain.

    ‘Ugh. I can’t eat anymore.’

    I thought about sucking it into my mouth and swallowing it, but seeing it spill all over made me think twice about putting it in my mouth.

    “I’m really going to lose my mind.”

    Getting up from the table.

    Violet had to stand up with her buttocks pushed up so high.

    Swoosh.

    “Aaah.”

    “Where is that noise coming from?”

    Slap!

    This time, he hit her harder. And…

    Throb, throb, throb.

    “Aah. Yes. Aah. Deeper. Aah. Deeper!!”

    Violet trembled as she called out.

    Meanwhile, Doran, who had brought a drink outside, widened his eyes at the silhouette illuminated by the lantern.

    What about those moaning sounds?

    ‘Ugh. I can’t take it.’

    At twenty years old, he had masturbated a lot in secret.

    He put down the drink and his hand moved there.

    But then, one side of the crumpled face slowly straightened out and became whole again.

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