episode_0269

The palace on a sunny day. Victor prepares to spend the day like any other day.

Remilia, the dedicated attendant, dressed up to enhance her dignity and wore several layers of magic equipment that made her look like a man.

However, it was the same as usual until now.

“Is Louise in attendance today as well?”

“Yes, I heard that you will be attending the lecture in the morning. Next, there would be a personal meeting with the Duchess, and after lunch, they would receive swordsmanship instruction from the Imperial First Swordsman.”

After the disappearance, Victor asked about Louise’s whereabouts every day.

I’m not trying to control Louise because I’m afraid she might cause a disturbance like last time. Louise repeatedly apologized, saying that she would never cause trouble again, and Victor was also aware that her sudden behavior was ultimately his fault.

“I go out a lot these days. There’s not much energy to cling to me.”

Victor muttered while looking at the mirror. The servant smiled happily as he looked at Victor.

“Isn’t it good? Your Majesty felt burdened by the empress’ courtship.”

“That’s right. When this happens, I feel sad.”

“…Well, as a woman, I have a headache not knowing how to answer.”

“And yet his face is smiling.”

Victor sighed and stared at Remilia in the mirror. There was no sign of embarrassment on his playful face.

“Well, you can’t just tell His Majesty that you look like a scumbag, right?”

“…flake?”

“Yes.”

Remilia smiled while covering her mouth and answered.

“She seems to be worried because she doesn’t come close to becoming the woman she used to push away. Even when you look back, Your Majesty, don’t you think it’s boring?”

“…You are probably the only person in the empire who can speak the most freely.”

“What? I think it’s good to see His Majesty like that because he has humanity.”

Emilia rested her chin as she looked at Victor with his arms crossed. Victor stared at the servant who had been with him for a long time with an uncomfortable feeling.

“You like it? It’s not an insult?”

“Because Franz didn’t even have this kind of mindset.”

The servant recalled an old man recuperating in the south. He was constantly nicknamed the emperor without blood or tears, but even he could not overcome time.

“You know how much your mother, Ado Vi, tried to get Franz’s attention, right?”

“…”

“They say that personality is something that is passed down from parent to child, but I think it is fortunate that His Majesty does not resemble him.”

So Victor is better than Franz.

Victor’s mother never received proper love, and the love she did receive was fake, created by deceiving her husband and the world.

On the other hand, what is Louise’s situation?

At least Louise is receiving the most attention from Victor. Even if it is not true love, it can be the most precious person in the world.

Before the disappearance incident, that black-haired bastard was Victor’s top priority, but now, it feels like Louise is at least on his shoulder.

“Is it really okay?”

Victor muttered to the servant whom he had known for a long time.

“Yes, of course. At best, being swayed by just one woman is grounds for disqualification as an emperor, but I think it’s good.”

Remilia placed a crown made of platinum on Victor’s head. The medicinal one had no fancy decorations, so it looked like a tiara.

“Unless the truth is revealed, this is the best situation for Your Majesty.”

“…What if I reveal it?”

Victor asked cautiously. At that, Remilia’s expression became cold.

“Your Majesty, are you serious?”

“My father is far away, and my foundation is slowly falling…”

“It has not become hard.”

Remilia’s tone changed. A while ago, the tone was refreshing and light, but now I couldn’t even feel the formal warmth.

“Your Majesty, come to your senses. Are you planning to shed countless blood across the entire empire because of one woman?”

“Would it be okay to reveal it only to Louise?”

“I will spare you words.”

“…You don’t trust Louise.”

“I’ll give you some advice.”

Remilia tucked her hair behind her ear. Victor’s eyes catch the sight of a scarred ear.

The empire is a huge country where various races live, but the upper class has more conservative ideas.

Among them, there was a force that was pure-blooded and prevented mixed-bloods like Remilia from entering the imperial palace.

“The world is not designed to kill two birds with one stone.”

Perhaps that’s why Victor once again realizes how strong her heart is just from that scar alone.

*

“Um…”

the next day.

Siron lowered his head and let out a loud moan. Unlike his bowed head, his expression did not seem amused even though there was a pillar there that seemed to pierce the sky.

“It’s not as effective as I thought?”

I tried taking a medicine I found on the black market as a test, but I was disappointed because the effect was less effective than expected.

Contrary to the explanation that it makes you feel like an animal in heat, all it does is become hard and feel a little high even without a naked woman in front of you.

“Seira, are you sure about this?”

“Ugh.”

Seira sighed at the innocent sound coming from beyond the tent.

“Think about when you were young. You’ve put all sorts of strange things into your mouth to increase poison resistance, but would you expect such an exaggerated effect from an ordinary aphrodisiac?”

“Do I need to increase the capacity?”

“…I don’t know how much the emperor’s resistance is, but I think it’s less than half of yours.”

“Um…”

Shiron rubbed his groin area once. As for the pleasure running through my head, I feel like I’m about 1.5 times more sensitive than usual.

‘If Viktor is less than half of me, it seems a bit dangerous.’

Still, it’s my first experience, but isn’t premature ejaculation like that? As a close friend, Siron thought it would be good if Victor could at least maintain a man’s pride.

Siron put on his pants and rolled up the tent. Then he looked at Seira.

“Well, what do you see?”

Seira covered herself with her arms and fell backwards.

Siron sighed heavily and then raised one corner of his mouth.

“Rest assured, Seira. Because even when I see you, I never feel like I want to pounce on you.”

“…What are you saying?”

“No, I just wanted to cover myself. It’s because I don’t feel good about being misunderstood.”

“…”

‘what? Are you saying that I don’t find myself attractive as a woman at all?’

Seira’s pretty brow furrowed.

“Kid, aren’t you gay?”

“What does he say again?”

“No, that’s right? How can you not think anything when you see a pretty elf like me!”

It had been over a hundred years since she settled in Night Rail, and although she had not taken it herself, her pride was hurt because she knew how great the effects of the medicine were just from hearsay.

This means that it is the object that drives not only virgins but also famous monks crazy with carnal desires.

No matter how much Siron was a warrior and Prien, it made no sense for him not to have desire after seeing himself so attractive, voluptuous, and beautiful.

“What does he say again? If I were gay, would I have left Viktor alone?”

“Well, then would you like to prove it?”

Seira released her arms that covered her body and stood up. Then, she pulled up the waist of her loose nun’s robe to highlight her body.

Seira’s body, which had been hiding her strength, was revealed.

“Even if it’s like this? Even though you’re like this, don’t you think anything?”

“…Um.”

Shiron stared at Seira with sad eyes.

The voluptuous body revealed from the tight nun’s robe fills the field of view. Her large breasts swayed vulgarly every time she jumped up and down, as if to emphasize her buttocks and breasts.

Siron turned his red face to the side.

“Wait, stop!”

“Look at this?”

Seira laughed and patted Shiron’s back. Seira Romer, she clearly protected the pride of the elf who had been loved as a mistress along with a beastman for thousands of years.

“How about it? You can’t stand it, right? yes? Am I attractive? You’re not dead yet, right?”

“Ugh…”

“Will this sister take a step forward?”

“Why are you really like this?!”

Shiron slaps Seira’s buttocks as she continues to fuss! and struck him. Seira did not stop giggling even though she was clutching her buttocks due to the burning pain.

“Heh, hehe. Take this with you.”

Eventually, she, who was even drooling, held out a piece of paper to Siron.

It was a barrier magic requested by Siron. Siron quickly grabbed the paper and left the room.

Seira laughed heartily and wiped away her tears. The reason she laughed was because Shiron’s reaction, which was more embarrassing than expected, was fun, but it was more because of what he asked her to do.

*

‘…I almost got into big trouble.’

Siron left the annex while grumbling and headed to the training hall. What he was looking for was a noble woman who had been visiting Prien’s mansion every day for the past few days.

As soon as I entered the training ground, I felt a strong gust of wind.

Then two women caught my eye.

The difference in skill between Louise swinging her sword with all her might and Siriel leisurely attacking with one hand was too overwhelming to be called a sparring match.

As if to prove it, the sticky strength stretched out and then hooked! As soon as Siriel saw Siron, she snatched Louise’s sword.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Louise neatly admitted defeat and bowed her head to Siriel. Siriel brushed off the dust on Louise and approached Siron.

“Oppa, what’s going on here?”

“I have something to do with this person.”

“Are you talking about me?”

Louise pointed to herself with a dirty look on her face.

“Didn’t you say last time that you had something to talk about? It was a month ago so I don’t remember much.”

“…Something like that happened. But somehow I feel better now.”

“What is it? You said you had something to say?

“Well… I felt some resentment at that time. Should I say that I feel relieved now? Should I say that I’m childish for complaining for no reason…”

Louise looked away and caressed her cheek.

When I was trapped in the labyrinth, I was very tempted to argue with Siron, who was deliberately being mean to me, but as time passed, I began to feel that it was shameful.

I decided to behave properly from now on and constantly practice my practice, but I also feel that it would be a great disrespect to bother the person who saved my life.

“It’s okay because I have business.”

However, they were not subjects of poetic consideration at all. Siron tried to grab Louise’s wrist… but grabbed Siriel’s shoulder.

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

Siriel was startled and shrugged her shoulders. Normally, he would not have considered light skinship a big deal, but because he moved so vigorously, his body was covered in sweaty vapor and he was smelly here and there, so he was naturally wary of Shiron.

“Oppa?!”

Siron picked Siriel up, ignoring the smell that was filling his nasal passages.

“Louise, try washing off the dust. It only takes an hour, no, 30 minutes.”

After saying that, Siron took Siriel and ran to the mansion.