Trying to reach for the divine sword that was laid to the ground,

"... I haven't... served the honks yet..."

"Huh!"

Biku, and Fiora's shoulder bounced reflexively.

Did you wake up?

Turn your fearful gaze.

"It's gonna be bigger... Munya..."

He's drooling and whining somewhat with a creepy grin, but apparently he's sleeping.

Relax and stroke your chest down.

And what the hell are you dreaming about?

What makes it bigger?

"... no, I don't care about that"

Fiora grabbed the divine sword this time.

When held up with thin arms, it has a firm weight.

I lurked my breath as it was and left the tent with a sneak leg.

Finally take a breath there.

"Without this sword, there's nothing he can do. He's just a middle-aged man."

It looks like a very ordinary sword that could be anywhere.

But this is the source of that man's power.

Fiora secretly investigated the man's background.

Then I found out that I used to be an adventurer.

It's always been a D-ranked adventurer, too.

It is thanks to this divine sword that the bottom adventurer of civilian exit gained that much strength in just about a year, even to the title of the Borderline Earl.

"... hehe, it's a sight to see. What does that man look like when he loses this sword and falls to the bottom again...... I'm sure they'll let you go from the women surrounding you..."

This is the coastal floor.

There is a vast ocean around which we do not know how far it lasts, and countless sea monsters inhabit it.

It won't be easy to find the one sword that sank there.

That's right.

Fiora is willing to throw this sword into the sea on this floor.

It is the sentiment of resentment that is poking and moving her now.

The person I had in mind - Krusche was actually a woman.

Fiora, who had yet to organize her feelings on the matter, decided to turn every angry spearhead towards Lucas.

Perhaps I could call it a rebellion.

"We have to throw it as far away as we can so we can never find it."

Leaving the tent and even trying to leave the safety zone.

And that was then.

The divine sword that was scratching his chest to hide it somehow began to change its shape.

"... Huh?

And when I realized she had a silver-haired toddler.

"Stunning softness and tension… and this luxurious fragrance…. Royal tits are still different... hehe..."

Besides, the young girl buries her face all over Fiora's chest valley, whining about something that doesn't make any sense.

"Yes, no, ahhh!?

◇ ◇ ◇

No, no, no, no, no, no!

"Huh?"

I jumped up in the tent.

What's that... screaming?

You didn't even show up as a demon?

Safe zone?

I'm trying to get Wenus in my hand while I let that question pass in my brain with my fallen head.

"... no?

Sure, I should have left it here last night.

... I might as well say I put it down or let it go.

"Your Highness!?

"What the hell...?

From outside the tent I hear Marisha and the rest of them in a hurry.

Your Highness means something happened to Princess Fiora...?

The king's face comes to mind, and I jump out of the tent in a hurry.

I'm worried about Wenus' whereabouts, but it would be ochi that he's humanizing again and walking around there on his own.

We need to check on the princess's situation sooner than that.

As soon as I left the tent, I saw Marisha and the others.

Before they run, there's Princess Fiora screaming...

"No, ahhh! What the hell, this kid?!?

"Heh heh... Royal tits are awesome"

"Don't go away! Who do you think you are - hiccup!?

"Hmm, sounds pretty sensitive, huh? Yeah, well, why don't you let me shave my tits a little bit?

"Huh!"

A fierce headache hit me.

What are you doing, that asshole sword... Huh!

Wenus, who thought he wasn't in the tent, somehow hugs Princess Fiora and says obscene things as she buries her face in her chest.

I use my legs to hold them down disappointingly, so the princess won't leave even if she tries to shake them off.

"So, Your Highness, what the hell is that child..."

"That's what I want to ask. Wow!

Marisha and the others are stuck with unexpected developments without knowing what to do.

As I overtook them, I eagled the back of Wenus' head.

"What are you doing, fool"

"Ah so so so so so!? Hey, you're breaking my head!

"Get away from me."

"Gee."

I was forced to pull back.

Wenus, rolling down the ground, protests in tears.

"Ugh, what are you doing! You said it was time for bliss!

"You know what! You know, attacking Her Royal Highness, what are you thinking?

"You're not! He brought me here in the first place! He's sneaking into our tent!

"... what?

Princess Fiora, who was pressing her chest into the spot, shook her shoulders with a victory.

"Is that true?

"I wouldn't lie about that. And they were about to take me away, so I had no choice but to indulge in milk and resist."

No, it's totally different with proficiency and resistance.

"One stone, two birds."

But if what this guy is saying is true, what was the princess trying to do with Wenus out there?

"Speaking of which, 'we have to throw it as far away as we can so we can never find it,' he muttered. Daimyo, you tried to sink me into the sea."

Seriously.