29-Years-Old Bachelor Was… Brought to a Different World to Live Freely

The next day, I was in a mood.

To say why you're upset, there are several reasons.

First of all, I was called to the royal castle today even though I was going to give it a complete rest.

Besides, I was the only one invited, so I couldn't bring Marr.

What's more, it wasn't Zontark or the King who called me, and whoever hears who called me never tries to speak.

More importantly, when I said I was leaving, he said, 'You're the one who's in trouble,' and he said half the threatening words.

"Can I make you my husband? You'll be delighted!

Extremely so.

Let's calmly observe the object in front of us.

First of all, my hair is shiny blonde. I gather it behind my head, so I think it would probably be pretty long if I put my hair down.

Lynette, the magician, was also blonde, but she's still well cared for because of her identity and this one shines better to the tip of her hair. Quite frankly, beautiful blonde.

And face.

I know you're wearing makeup, but you're not that kevy, and your face looks neat. I think it's a good fight with Marr.

Most importantly, a slightly fish-eyed glance with a feisty impression really makes me sadistic - adorable.

If you look at yourself, it looks like a chunkier chest than Marl, plus it looks better shaped.

I think you have some martial arts skills, and your body seems to be tight. He said to watch out for fake proportions when Zontark deals with noble daughters, but this looks real.

Well, in a nutshell, she is a beautiful girl in the condition she said a noble lady. Well, I'm royal, not noble.

"Another joke, Princess Carunella"

The name of this object in front of me is Calunera-Zan-Calendyl. Age is fifteen.

She is the second princess of this kingdom of Calendill, and among the people she is known as the 'Princess of Our Ladyship'.

Incidentally, the 20-year-old First Princess is already married to the Duke's family in the neighbouring kingdom of Misslonia. She was a princess who was popular with the people because of her laid-back and inclusive character.

The reputation of this princess is speculated by the name of the people.

Do it. Because you don't like tutors, and you're taking famous scholars, wizards and swordsmen at home and abroad, or you want the accessories that noble children wore at a tea party and forced them to give up, or you suddenly say, 'I want to see flowers' and occupy a park that's a place for citizens to relax.

"Besides, I've already given myself and my heart to Princess Marielle."

It sounds like fun to crush this nose column and make him cry, but he's the other guy, and he's not going to.

Somehow I want to cry about these kinds of arrangements, but I'm afraid of all sorts of things later if I don't make it easier.

"It would be nice if you could talk more easily, wouldn't you?

"... I like Princess Marriel, although I think Princess Carunella is also beautiful. If this is all you have to do, can I go home?

"It's because of you. You've come up to Royal Castle in the corner, so drink about your tea. It's good enough to talk a little bit, right?

When Princess Carunella said so, a maid who had refrained beside her poured tea and placed it before me and Princess Carunella.

This table with tea is the first transparent glass table to be seen in this world. The non-glass part is decorated with luxury.

Hazard detection reacted where I took the teacup. Take a look at the tea with appraisal eyes while enjoying the aroma.

"Contains the Finest Mount Busty (Poison) Sleeping Pills (Highest Quality)"

Well, what am I going to do with letting him sleep?

I can resist with poison resistance anyway, and would you like to pretend to be eaten full and see how to get out?

I thought so and took a sip of tea.

"That's kind of a strange flavor, one I've never had much to drink"

"It's the finest tea. I don't think I can speak of it unless it's the kingdom of Karendyl, some nobility, or the royal family."

That's what Princess Carrunella smiles.

That face is a fucking face with a good plan, I can see that.

"Really? The scent is also unique."

Take another sip or two and yawn. Acting, of course.

I don't know what you're going to do, but if you try to do something, you just have to control it.

"Sorry, maybe I still have the fatigue of the expedition. This couch feels comfortable, too."

"It's fine. If you're going to be my thing, I can always sit on that couch."

"That's..."

Pretend to sleep with Ku or.

After about ten seconds of silence, I heard something like a deep sigh. It would belong to Princess Carunella from the position.

But I don't know what the purpose is. So much so that you can serve sleeping pills telling me to be my husband, so it's still an assassination aim?

"I did it, Stella. Quick, give me an example."

"Yes, Dear Nella"

A person called Stella responds and moves out in a calm and sedentary voice. Probably the maid who poured me tea. Does Princess Carunella make a close person call Nella?

Something metal jalajara sounds, Stella and the hand of a thoughtful person knock me down on the couch.

Hazard detection sends me a warning, but it doesn't mean what I'm going to do with my weapon, so I dare to ignore it and leave it there.

Kashan, Kashan, and I heard something fit. They put something like a metal shackle warmed to human skin in both wrists.

It was getting behind my back, making it hard to get physical.

The stellar figure checks the shackles of my hands, and he looks like he's got me in charge.

"Eh, mmm..."

When I leaked my voice, the person in charge shook up in a vicious shake, funny.

Where do you want me to take you? Like a dungeon or something?

"It's okay. It doesn't matter what they do for about three minutes."

"Yes, Dear Nella"

And he was transported as he was in charge, went out into the hallway and walked a little, went into the new room - abandoned.

On the soft one, my body bounces pompously. Is this feeling... bed? Why are you throwing it out on the bed, it's a mystery.

"Next time, let them drink this."

"Yes, Dear Nella"

I was suddenly stuck in the nose when I thought I heard a noise nearby that would whisk the kachakacha and the glass or the pottery.

Some loose, sweet liquid comes into my mouth. Hazard detection won't respond, so it'll be fine. It doesn't work for me, even if it's poisonous in reaction.

But what is this, strangely entangled in your throat, is a hard liquid to swallow?

"It's going to work in about five minutes."

"Now, have a drink."

I hear shrugs, salads, and clothes rubbing.

Huh? What are you doing? I've got a kind of a bad feeling about this.

When I opened my thin eyes with chillies, Princess Carunella was taking off her clothes as she was helped by a stellar maid.

"Ho ho! Ohh! Ohh!

"Oh, my God, I think I've swallowed it, Stella."

"It's okay, Dear Nera. I don't give you enough vigor to drown from the testicles of oaks."

I was surprised at the sight in my eyes and swallowed it! Or what are you drinking to me? An oak testicle is a quintessence, right?!? Hey, hey!

I desperately want to scream.

Not yet, not yet time to scream.

A somewhat unpleasant hunch accelerates, but it's still not a decisive thing.

"Okay, so am I."

There was also the sound of chatter and glazing or crockery.

Hey, what are you doing?

"Knock, knock... you're tangled up in your throat"

"Because I'm talking about having fun with my biological daughter and less pain if I drink that. Good luck, Dear Nera."

"Ugh... I wonder who you're talking to about things, Stella. I'll definitely get what I wanted. Whatever you do! Beh, there's nothing to be afraid of!

Sign perception tells me that Queen Carunella's reaction is coming up to me.

I guess he's come up to bed, the bed rocks me by just sinking in without making any noises that make him squeak.

My hand began to stroke my cheeks and chest plate, thinking it belonged to Calunera.

"Your face... well, that's normal. Yeah, you look great. But how do you defeat that ugly troll or oak with this body? It's strange."

And the hand slips to the side, belly, and lower body.

Hey, don't, Lame.

"You have a tight stomach and legs. Besides, your body is kind of hard."

"Unlike women, they tend to be muscular. More than that, Dear Nera, it seems it's time to work."

"Wow, I know. If it swells up like this while I'm watching it, I don't like it, but it gets in my eyes. Yes, I'm coming."

Shit.

That's right, I will.

Because of the pills. Hey, I'm not bad.

Why don't you get resisted because you're not dealing with poison? No, I guess I didn't get caught up in the danger sensing.

Oh, my God, Princess Carunella finally started lowering my pants.

"This is such a vicious... this goes in?

"Yes, it should be"

"Shh, Stella, go ahead. Let's see if we can really get in."

"Huh!? Hey, if that's what Lady Nella says... Um, can I get a vigor?

Hey, tung tung tung. You're making a mess, what are you doing? You're going to play nani, aren't you, yes?

Seriously, it won't go out of style.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

"" Huh!?

Two people who are suddenly surprised and hardened that I raised my voice.

Hey! Don't grab it! Don't squeeze!

The maid is stiffened by the fact that she should still use vigor.

"Heh, heh, that's brave of you. You're not supposed to wake up for another three minutes or so. But it's convenient! From now on you will be mine! Be prepared!"

That's what Princess Carrunella has been covering for me.

I use my legs to resist it.

"Hey, stop it, idiot! Why is the princess of this world so aggressive in this sexual sense!? Please be a little quieter!

"Gummm! Stella!

"Yes, Dear Nella"

A maid called Stella resists. She's holding my leg and trying to contain me.

The two of us are cheating. I mean, two girls who are willing to fuck each other and crumbs loosen up on the bed. Man's dreams. What the hell, but I have my pride, too.

Apparently, the time has come to get serious.

"You think you can't break this degree of restraint?

"Pfft, try to solve it?

Come on, then it's war.

I put magic in my arm, I release the restraint - is that it?

"Yes?

"You are expected to use your magic to strengthen your body. It's the shackles of a wizard, a restraint for a wizard that sucks away magic and makes it impossible to use magic!

"Thanks for the explanation!? Hey, Cora, don't! Don't touch me! Don't fucking touch me!

I sensed a reaction of signs perception approaching this room.

Two of them are familiar.

Shit, if you don't escape detention at all, my peace, my dignity, my credibility and all that matters is pinch.

"Ha... ha... mindful, it won't hurt"

"It'll be over while you count the stains on the ceiling."

Shit, I can make it.

You said you were gonna suck the magic out of me, right? Don't lick me, all Kingsguard knights. Look at the amazing magic release!

"Whoa, whoa! Burn it! My little universe!

Fully open your wrist restraints with all your strength. More, faster.

The shackles on my wrists began to tremble with fever.

Buckin '!

You exceeded the limit of magic you could suck off, your shackles bounced and flew.

I consumed about 250 MPs at once in the moment. What a shitty restraint.

"Ahhh! Whoa!"

"Ha ha!?

Get Princess Carunella aside trying to cross me, take her off Stella's restraint as well and quickly raise her pants to fix the clothes mess.

Gww, my sun is getting rampant. Energizer.

"Ha, ha...! Are you running away from me? You coward! Don't you feel sorry as a man for a woman running so far!?

"You're on your own in time to try and take away your chastity by yourself! You're wearing a lot of stuff, idiot!

"Become!? That I'm wearing that idiot!? No correction!

Princess Carunella, with only her garter belt on, stands on the bed and screams -.

Yeah, I admit it's sooo colorful. My breasts are bigger than Marl's, and I'm already blessed with them.

"But I say no. Anyway, I'm just for Marl. Give it up."

The moment I said that, the door behind me opened with a bang.

They finally arrived at the sign that they were approaching.

"The boulder is Mr. Taishi! Dorothy bitch was such a groundbreaking story about seduction!

"Ah, ah, Ababa Bubba Bubba"

"Your Majesty, be assured"

Looking back, what stood there was a king vibrating with his mouth open with Mar in his arms with a Doya face, and a zontark to support it.

Stella gently sheets Princess Carunella to hide her skin.

"Daddy! The brave men there have robbed me of my chastity! So it would be nice to have you take responsibility already!?

"What are you talking about? You can't stand so well if Mr. Tysi dealt with you! Because Mr. Tysi is a livestock who blames him until he faints, regardless of whether he is his biological daughter or not!

"Is that a follow-up? Hey, is that a follow up?

Into Marl's words unexpectedly.

The king is suddenly self-defeated and whining about something, and Zontark is thinking with some bad face. Hey, what are you thinking, Cora?

"Grunt! Come on, you idiot! Why are you making a man before me!

Princess Carunella pokes her finger at Marl as she steps on the estate waste.

Hey, you're just wearing a sheet, so don't move hard. Don't you have any shame?

"Hmm, I'm not like you in the castle! I jumped out of the castle and found Mr. Taishi on my own feet! Naturally there is a difference between you and the one you just take away from others!

"You were my mistress, too! That's not cheating! Cheats!"

"That's me from the past. I'm a woman who does everything I can, right? Hey, Mr. Tysi!

"Ooh..."

What the hell is this? Nande!? Shrabanande!?

Or Princess Carunella, the tone plating is peeling off.

With that in mind, Marl, who was holding onto my arm, noticed my rampage stick.

Scratch and grip. Stop it, please. It's going to die.

"What is this? Mr. Tysi."

"I, Walknai. Kusuri, Moraleta. Oak Nokougan, Iteta"

Unexpectedly one word. The voice of Marl now has a hump.

Or you, mistress, weren't you OK? Did you change your purpose?

"I can't do that. Your sexual roots are rotten!

"I don't want you to tell me!? Your sister wrote me a letter the other day, but she resents me!

"Uh, uh, I can't hear you!

Princess Marl and Calunella having a verbal fight with Gyagi. I mean, this is what I'm talking about, right?

"You guys know each other. You mean, childhood tame?

"" I can't believe this is childhood friendliness (wah)!

Oh, yeah. You guys are good friends.

Oh, I started working on it. But Princess Calunera, if you combine your hands with those hands.

"!? Hiahhhh!?

"Victory! Evil is doomed!

Princess Carunella, whose hips are crushed and cramped, and Marl, who kicks it and decides to gut pose.

You, that's against the rules.

Rushing maids took the king in front and back unconsciousness, and me and Marr were taken by Zontark to a place like the reception room we used to stay in.

Relax, sip the tea served by the maid and take a breather.

"We'll talk about this later."

"I don't want it"

You felt the intentions contained in my words, Pickle and Zontark tremble.

Or I want you to let me go home.

I don't mind because the sleeping pills didn't work, but the energizers work better.

"I don't want a princess, Norsencue"

"... I haven't said anything yet"

"You're going to push Princess Calunera, aren't you?

Zontark sweats at me and Marl's words. Seriously, were you going to push me, this guy?

"Do something there"

"No. I have a marl. Just Marl, OK?

"That's right. If you're going to make a concubine, there's no Princess Carunella, I won't."

Why do you want to push the princess so hard on me? This one.

Is that a personality issue?

"Sure, it's a little bit of a horse, but don't you think Princess Carunella's beauty is attractive to men? It's the worth of a man riding a horse like that, a brave man."

"Why are you pushing me so far? Tell me more about the area."

Zontark sighed, sipping a cup of tea and then talking.

That's the only friendship I've had with her since I was about twelve.

Basically, royalties and leading aristocrats from other countries become candidates for dowry, as the domestic balance of power can be upset if the princess is to be daughtered by a domestic aristocrat.

But the character of Princess Carunella is personality, and it is out of hand because of her wasting of action.

The King and Zontark and other neighbors kicked the conversation from the next to the next, and they don't have a daughter-in-law anymore.

And I don't have an egghetto way of doing it.

He took his son-in-law candidate out to the city and brought him into the inn, blindfolded him because he was embarrassed, and when he took his blindfold, he said he was surrounded by a brother he was willing to go over there.

He did a few of those things, and that's what happened as a result of the rumors spreading.

You're not on a traumatic level. I don't like women like that either.

"So the princess herself wants to voluntarily go to her daughter-in-law is a unique opportunity."

"Tell your daughter-in-law to take that, you. What would you do if the purity behind me was taken away?"

"Let Princess Marriel comfort you."

That's what Zontark looks away from me.

Hey, look at this. Hey.

"What about as the kingdom of Calendill? I will go to the kingdom of Misscronia and marry Marr officially once the flood is over, and if I were to marry Princess Carrunella, that would be next. Worldwide, you treat concubines, or side rooms."

"There's no problem there, Lord Tysi is a brave man. There are no precedents for brave men marrying royal daughters, and some brave men marrying multiple royal daughters."

The one who prefers hero color?

No, the fact that more than one princess is married seems to have a thicker political hue than that. I don't like that kind of mess.

I just want Marl and I to be adventurous and flirting.

"I knew it. Why should I take it? You're on time, go home, go ahead."

"Well, well, Lord Brave. You can never lose money selling favors to our country here and keeping the connection to say princess. Just nominally. Separation is not uncommon if it means being a concubine with a full wife, and if not acting together is saying that you have no martial arts or witchcraft skills and are not fit to act with Lord Brave. Aren't you going to be friends with me and Lord Brave, because you think this place is going to make my face, huh? This is it."

So Zontark bowed his head to me.

Nooo... I do take care of Zontark with this.

As far as the mansion is concerned, it was Zontark's old man who sent Mr. Jack and Mabel, even in consideration for the assassination.

Besides, the old man from Zontark is in charge of circulating weapons to other countries. I would never have been able to supply another country by myself.

"No, you can't! Mr. Tysi! Very rarely!

Seeing as I figured it out, pulling my arm like Marl panicked.

"Mmm... but you are, Marr. Even if I deduct all this, Zontark takes care of me. Wouldn't it be nice if only nominally? Besides, even Marl had a bunch of healing pills sent to the Misscronian kingdom via Zontark's old man, right?

Pull my arm and teach Marr to protest.

Marl is also sending the recovery pills he was accumulating to the Kingdom of Misscronia. Even Marr has a brother-in-law in Zontark.

That Zontark is asking me to keep my head down.

"If it doesn't affect our lives, why don't we do our part here?

"Mm, mmm... no"

Marl with a bitter look.

Is this another push?

"Don't worry, it means you can live apart, and nominally, it's no problem, right? Huh?"

"Gu, gu..."

Finally, the marl broke.

Zontark gives a full grin.

"Right! Will you take it on! Hey, good, good! Ha-ha-ha!"

Thus I am betrothed to the second princess of the kingdom of Karendyl.

"Nevertheless, I had no contact at all during my stay, so why have I come into contact again now?"

"I think the announcement of the example is the hang-up. When I was staying at the castle, the Marquis of Zontark blocked information so that Princess Carrunella wouldn't know about me and Mr. Tysi."

On the way home, that's what Marr said in the carriage.

And exhale with a worrying look.

"That kid has been doing that for a long time! It's unbearable to see a kid my age or so have something they don't have! You must have been jealous to see me say hello to Mr. Tysi on this one!

Marl assures me of his excitement.

I knew you were childhood friendly. Well, is it possible because it's between the princesses of neighboring countries?

With that in mind, Marl grabbed my arm and stared at my face jizzily.

"Because you can't. I'm the best."

"You worry too much..."

I'll stroke Marl's head with a bitter smile.

When I got back to the mansion, Marl stuck around perfectly and didn't leave, so I took him straight into the bedroom and flirted with him.

I'll just say that the vitamins worked great. It's a faucet.