Chapter 102 – 102. Bless These Wonderful Loyalists of Prince Kanin (1)
– One –
That day was a drizzling rain that signaled the beginning of a certain spring.
However, in the closed room with no windows, only the humidity rose slightly and I felt a slight dampness, but there was no room to feel the blessings of spring.
It was still a dark, dark place.
“Your Excellency, are you really going to leave it like this?
A robed man prostrated himself in front of a young nobleman.
In contrast to the calm atmosphere in the room, he was breathing heavily.
“It’s okay. Compared to our plan, the overall flow didn’t deviate from the big picture.”
“Haona…!”
“How many times are you talking about? If the big flow is the same, then we don’t need to interfere anymore, and we shouldn’t interfere.”
Poududeuk!
He was grinding his teeth roughly, to the point of worrying about the health of the teeth and gums of the wearer of the robe.
Blood was actually running down his lips.
“Your Excellency! Your Highness, Your Highness is being sexually abused by the ladies-in-waiting!”
Trying to stay calm, the expression of the young, no, young nobleman, the Marquis of Caymus, was pale.
After hearing the report the person wearing the robe had posted earlier, his expression hadn’t changed.
It was just stiff, with a pale complexion.
“How can you view that as sexual abuse? Your Highness… Yes, Your Highness is just experiencing it at an earlier age than others. Wasn’t there any coercion or coercion actually applied to Your Highness? Is that right? It’s not like this. , To the Crown Prince Sobu, tell Your Highness to include information on contraception in the training schedule in advance,”
“What do you think?!”
The man wearing the robe cuts Kaymus off.
His exasperated voice cracked violently and burst out of his mouth.
Puddeudeuk.
The Marquis of Caymus also gnashed his teeth.
“Do you really think so?”
“… Excuse me.”
“Don’t you know that it can’t be like that?”
Whoa.
The Marquis of Caymus sighed.
Those who prostrate themselves sigh as well.
They know.
There is no way to stop feeling stuffy, so all we can do is complain to each other.
If the Marquis of Caymus tries to protect Canin now, the only future they will face is catastrophe.
“Regal has warned me many times. Remember the allegiance you swore that day, and always do the right thing.”
“If that day… Is it the day His Excellency participated in the battle?”
“Yes. Participation in the war. That is a very correct expression. To be precise, the day after participating in the war. He called me from the morning and warned me. I’ll tell you to take care of yourself if you want to keep at least a lifeline.”
“…It’s the first time I’ve heard of it.”
Caymus nodded his head.
It was an incident that he hid because he did not feel the need to tell his subordinates.
He was also concerned about how his subordinates, who were devoted to him, would accept the fact that his lord was begging for his life miserably from others and bowing his head at his feet.
“When you were gone, I told Lord Lampage a story. Everything is going as he planned, and as expected, so he has a right to know. To spare his ugly life, he begged Regal to just let him live.” , Such a clumsy story.”
“Is that so…”
“I’ve been talking about it many times, but it’s a time when you have to risk your life to survive even if it’s ugly.”
“Haona…”
The shoulders of the person wearing the robe trembled.
“How can I just watch those dirty ladies-in-waiting play with Her Highness’s jade mirror like a toy… Your Excellency… Your Highness the Crown Prince is a child who will only be 13 in the summer. How could such a child be abused like this? Are you saying you can do it?”
A cry is mixed in his voice.
“Besides, besides… It’s strange no matter how you look at it, Your Excellency.”
“What do you mean?”
“I hesitated several times whether to report it or not, but I couldn’t condone it…”
The person wearing the robe couldn’t speak and continued to hesitate.
He hesitates for a long time, then bites his lip hard, and finally decides to expose it.
“Your Highness’s jade appearance is strange.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“Big, the size…”
“What’s the size?”
The Marquis of Caymus tilted his head.
“Can’t it be something that is out of your age range?”
“That’s right. Isn’t that a blessing to men?”
“Haona… Your Highness’ jade mirror is the size beyond that of a human being.”
“What?!”
Bang!
The Marquis of Caymus jumps to his feet.
Reflexively, he looked around in all directions, looking for Viscount Uweboll.
But there can be no Viscount Uwevol.
Because he had long since left for the North.
“Sir, it looks like you’ve been altered…?”
“Yes, Your Excellency. At least from my judgment, the drug-induced transformation seems certain…”
“That, that…! Who the hell prescribed the medicine, the medicine?”
“I’ve been monitoring your Highness all day for the past few months, but Your Highness has never met any doctor or alchemist. However, the one suspected of being the culprit or the one who showed such suspicious circumstances is only Rasputin.”
“Have you ever seen him handing something to Your Highness?”
“Yes. I secretly present to Your Highness at least three medicinal herbs. And that every day. I doubt that.”
“My God. Oh, Goddess. My God!”
The Marquis of Caymus bites his nails.
Blood drips from his fingernails.
The Marquis of Caymus tousles his hair roughly.
“No, no. You shouldn’t get excited. Side effects? Does Your Highness seem to have any special side effects?”
“Especially… Ah… Ah…!”
The man wearing the robe trembled with his body.
The expression of the Marquis of Caymus is also boring.
“Have you come up with anything?”
“Your Highness… Has wet dreams every day.”
“Hmm…? What does that mean? Is that possible?”
“Isn’t that… Perhaps a side effect of the drug, or the efficacy of the drug itself?”
The expression of the Marquis of Caymus subtly changes.
It was not easy to interpret his expression and his thoughts because he was so mixed with complex emotions.
“This is… You don’t know whether to laugh or cry…”
“I’m afraid. What effect it will have on Your Highness’ body and mind, whether or not you abuse drugs that have not been tested for anything, and whether or not Your Highness will go wrong as a result of that… I’m really afraid of that.”
The Marquis of Caymus shakes his head and falls into trouble.
“Hmm…”
After thinking for a while, the Marquis of Caymus takes something out of her arms.
What he took out was a portable communication magic tool.
Beep, beep, beep, beep.
The Marquis of Caymus inputs something into the magic tool.
Brillililili.
Brillililili.
The sound of a mechanical connection waiting quietly echoed through the room.
– 2 –
“I don’t think you need to worry too much.”
– Why?
“Because they can never use drugs with serious side effects on Your Highness.”
– Please explain why.
Uwebol sighed as he looked at the magic tool for communication.
Participating in Eros Paradise has even rejuvenated his brain, but the Marquis of Caymus always questions himself rather than thinking for himself.
Because he is too accustomed to consulting himself.
This much can be judged by himself, but he consults himself even in trivial matters.
No, nothing trivial.
However, it’s not a complicated twist, and even though the necessary clues are given enough, the Marquis of Caymus always finds himself.
Every time he does that, unnecessary consumption of portable communication magic tools that are only disposable occurs.
Even, the possibility of Regal eavesdropping during communications cannot be ruled out.
Even if you point out that the risks posed by both budget and security are too great, Camus can’t break that habit.
‘Inspired like an old man…’
However, such dissatisfaction cannot be expressed openly.
He is only incompetent than himself, but he is a sufficiently competent aristocrat.
In addition, despite the fact that the Marquis of Caymus, Baptiste, holds the highest title among the nobles that make up the imperial faction, he protects the imperial authority and the imperial family with the most fervent devotion.
This foolish act was also an expression of loyalty, and it was not easy to criticize the loyalists who could not tolerate their worries about the crown prince and the future.
“Isn’t their goal to make the crown prince too incompetent to stand against them, even if he becomes our new focal point? They cannot avoid being held accountable. They cannot afford to take such risks until their power exceeds the imperial realm. There’s no way they don’t know that.”
Since it has been said several times already, many contents have been omitted and abbreviated.
However, the Marquis of Caymus listens to the repetition of these words as a means to gain peace of mind.
Every time that happens, Viscount Uweboll gets tired.
– Still, if there are serious side effects, what should I do?
“At least, wouldn’t there be only side effects that would cause Your Highness to become a nymphomaniac? Hmm. In my opinion, Your Highness should just be thoroughly educated on contraception. Wouldn’t it be difficult for you to marry a woman and participate in Eros Paradise?”
Viscount Uwebol continues the conversation calmly, pretending that nothing is wrong and that it is not a big deal.
If even that trembled with anxiety, the Marquis of Caymus would panic and do something unexpected.
Viscount Uweboll did his best to reassure him.
In fact, his back was also drenched in cold sweat, but he couldn’t show it or complain about it.
‘Please, please quit quickly, you damn old man! Because you’re being bugged! You’re not the problem, Your Highness could be in danger!’
In fact, he was like a chimney wanting to shout out his mouth and yell at the Marquis of Caymouth.
– I see. Then just cut it down.
Piririk.
Before Viscount Uwevol could shout, the Marquis of Caymus quickly disconnected the communication.
Could it be because he sensed the subtle change in Viscount Uweboll’s expression?
Or was it because he thought that since he had all his questions answered, he didn’t have to worry about anything else?
Viscount Uweboll didn’t care.
It’s because he didn’t notice the question about participant tracking.
“Phew… Damned old man…”
He quietly licks his lips.
Then look around.
“Whoa… Have you finally come this far…”
He has been roaming the continent single-handedly for the past few weeks.
It is because he wandered through the North in pursuit of the Honey Wet and Octopoda couples, as well as the saintess Ada.
Compared to Regal, his information-gathering ability was inevitably lacking.
Regal’s Whisky family is a ducal family with a long history as a founding contributor.
In the Uwevol family of Lampage, several generations of their ancestors were recognized for their competence and were awarded the title of baron, becoming hereditary nobles, and were able to ascend the title as viscount in Lampage’s ancestors.
The time when the two families were incorporated into the nobility, the size of the family’s infrastructure, and the talent, all of these differences were stark.
Even Viscount Uwe Boll, he moved alone so as not to provoke the contestants he was trying to coax.
So, despite using only the fastest transportation in the empire, he had to spend more than a month to reach the forest in the northern wilderness where Estrus’ mansion was located.
“Damn it… I should have just moved along the way, I wasted my time just asking questions for no reason.”
As a result, it was a waste of time, but due to his meticulous personality, he couldn’t move without checking properly.
Still, given the distance he had traveled, he had arrived very early from his departure from the Isles to this northernmost unexplored land.
“Let’s go, let’s go… Please, we’ll have to succeed in the acquisition…”
Viscount Uwevol had been alone for a long time, and his words were stuck in his mouth.
Sabakin, Sabakin.
Sabak, Sarak, Sabak.
Still, he felt refreshed after a long time.
He rode alone in his carriage across the cold, dry plains, and, although it was still a little early, he was able to walk on his own two feet through the forest, which smelled faintly of spring.
“As usual, humans are always complaining about their circumstances.”
If he becomes aware of the fact that his body is gradually getting tired as the time spent exploring the forest increases, he will surely get tired of walking on the forest path.
Still, he can stand it for as long as he can.
If he can be of any use to the emperor and the imperial family, he can renovate it as much as he wants.
He was such a man
Sabakin, Sabakin.
Sabak, Sabak, Sarak.
Viscount Uweboll walks through the woods.
It was a wooden gap with a width that was too narrow to be called a road.
But if you can pass by on foot and move towards your destination, it is the right road, even if it is a rough road.
“By the way, the forest is too thick for the season. It’s strange.”
Sabakin, Sabakin.
Sarak, sabak, sabak.
A cold sweat broke out on Viscount Uweboll’s nose.
His forehead and nape are also wet with sweat.
“Does spring come quickly to the northern part of the continent?”
Sabakin, Sabakin.
Sabak, Sabak, Sabak.
It was a really strange thing.
“The distribution of vegetation is also somewhat heterogeneous… And there is a big difference from the northern vegetation I used to know…?”
Sabakin, Sabakin.
Sabakin, Sabakin. Sarak.
‘There is someone… !’
Between the signs of his footsteps, subtle movements are mixed.
It was hard to be sure even after listening closely.
Play around with irregular steps.
I deliberately walk in an off-beat, in case my presence becomes clear.
Sabaksabak. Sabak.
Sabak. Sarak, sabachsabak.
‘It is certainly! Near! Who are you?’
Viscount Uwevol clearly heard.
To say it was a sound scattered by the wind, it was a subtly disturbing sound of clothes brushing.
‘Since when? Since when have you been following me? No, for what purpose? Watch? Surprise attack? Assassination? Tracking?’
Nothing is clear
As much as its presence, its purpose is also vague.
Viscount Uwevol felt as if it were a ghost.
“Oops, it’s hard. Shall we take a break?”
Climb a huge tree
Slurr, tok.
With your back to the tree, put the bag down on the floor.
He turns over the hem of his clothes, looking for something.
“Where’s the whiskey…”
However, he was constantly looking around with sharp eyes.
“Ah, here you are.”
With his left hand, he takes a hip flask of whiskey from his bosom.
He grips the hip flask in his left hand with his fingers excluding his thumb and twists the lid open with his thumb.
Inside the cloak, his right hand gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist.
‘Come out… !’
Squeak.
Viscount Uwebol fully opened the lid of the hip flask.
Following the calm wind, the strong scent of cheap whiskey lingers around him.
“Maybe it’s because I’m getting older… I hate standing up after sitting down.
Keep your back against the tree.
There is no such thing as being attacked from behind.
It’s still.
‘Was it an illusion… ?’
Even after waiting for a long time, there is no shadow to attack Viscount Uweboll.
He was able to relax a bit.
‘Whoa, I must have been oversensitive.’
Swoop.
Place your mouth on the spout of the hip flask.
Klopp.
I put a sip of cheap whiskey in my mouth.
But don’t swallow
He didn’t relax all the way.
Wheein.
The wind blew.
About 10 minutes passed.
His sweat slowly cools off.
Gulp.
Viscount Uwebol finally swallowed the whiskey down his throat.
“It’s a strange forest.”
Viscount Uwevol removed his back from the tree.
Moment,
Shrrrr
Suaaaaagh!
“What, what?!”
Tup!
A thin tree trunk wraps around his neck in an instant.
Visor!
Whii profit!
Uwe Boll quickly draws his sword and swings it at the tree trunk, but
Tup.
“Peek-a-boo~☆”
Estrus appears and takes his sword.
“You, you! Creepy!”
A noose made of tree trunks strangles him.
Viscount Uwevol struggles.
“Ke, keheuk! Kkeuk…! Kkeuk…”
However, shortly afterwards he loses consciousness.
Dump.
The tree trunk loosens and he falls.
Squeak.
His neck, which had been entangled in the tree trunk, was completely freed.
“Whew… It’s the first time I’ve subdued it without killing it, so I was very nervous because I was afraid I’d make a mistake.”
“What~ I can’t help it if I die~”
“Then, if an all-out war breaks out between the emperor’s blue, only we won’t lose.”
“Anyway, when the Imperial army comes, won’t they all be the same~?”
“But if you can delay it, you should.”
“Well, since you seem to have passed out well, shall we go back with this now?”
“Yes, Sister Estrus.”
Squeak, squeak.
Shudder.
Relatively thick tree trunks tightly wrap Viscount Uweboll’s body.
Viscount Uwe Boll left only his head exposed, and everything below his shoulders was wrapped around the tree trunk.
“A chrysalis~ a human chrysalis~? Indegi~! Getting hardened~! Is this the right way~?”
Haha… Yes, that’s right. It’s right to do that…”
Monohorn was really deeply reflecting.
It was because everyone in the party was following his way of speaking like a trend.
He became a trendsetter in spreading the advanced culture of another world among his party.
‘I was wrong, Sister Estrus. I was all wrong…’
Monohorn had to seriously consider changing his tone.
Squeak, squeak.
Tree trunks lift up the indegi, no, the bound Viscount Uwebol.
Squeeze, chin.
Squeeze, chin.
From stem to stem, from branch to branch, the body of Viscount Uwevol was being carried.
Monohorn felt it was like a conveyor belt.
“Wow~ Looking at it from a distance~ It looks like a group of insects are carrying food to the nest~ It’s disgusting~”
Estrus’ impression was a little different.
Mono Horn was slightly hurt by the word gross, but he didn’t reveal it.
He still found Estrus difficult.
“I see. Well, I’m satisfied with the fact that I can carry it without difficulty. Time is running out to pay attention to the appearance. We should go back quickly before he wakes up.”
“Yeah~ Do you want me to hug you when you go?”
Huong, Huong!
Monohorn was startled and shook his head vigorously.
His face was pale.
“You were so fast that you almost got tired of it. I’ll ride the stem, sister.”
“Hee hee~ Monohorn coward~♬”
Estrus smiles mischievously and approaches Monohorn.
Mono Horn really didn’t like being grabbed by the back of his head and sprinting like he did when he came.
It was because the feeling that the wind pushed his face roughly backwards while coming was as if he had put his face out the window of a car going at over 100 km/h.
Shu Shu Shuk!
Woo woo woo!
“Mmm, I’ll go first!”
Monohorn left those words and flew up into the air, leaning on the trunk.
Estrus looks at his back and smiles.
“It’s cute~♡ She’s really good at teasing~♬”
Leaving those words behind, Estrus’s shadow melted into the shade of the trees in an instant.
As if she never existed in the first place, she completely disappeared from the spot.
Soon a silence descends on the forest.
Only Viscount Uwevol’s hip flask fell to the floor, proving that the abduction was committed here.