The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

--- King Levios was stabbed.

A cry similar to that of anger echoes in the garden.

The assailants, who attacked the mob, continued to fight fiercely. The surrounding area is very dusty and I can't see the details. Perhaps the enemy is fighting to make the most of this situation, where detection magic is unavailable.

I could only see the moment when the Enemy was cruel, but the attacker who targeted King Levios appeared to be armed against the Lord's ancestors, unlike the attackers who first came out. I'm worried about the glittering, purple-dyed plain cloak.

"Stand back. That's the ancestor of the Lord."

My father gives instructions so quickly. When I tried to answer the question, I was repeated with a strong tone of "just leave." If the purple cloak is the main ancestor, the aftermath of attack magic may fly, so follow my father's instructions quietly.

Me, Prume, and Count Sylvie go back in the direction my father showed them. I was wondering if it would be safe to take this distance.

"Milord! Young man, are you hurt?

Our Knights, Warriors, and Qordenze Guards will gather at the standby booth.

In contrast to me, who was a little surprised, my father answered quite naturally.

"It's not important. Assuming the enemy is multiple ancestors, maintain maximum vigilance."

Ha!

The Qordenze Guards were fully armed. Apparently, my father instructed me to jump in whenever I was in a hurry. It is not armed against the ancestors of the Lord, but it is clearly an equipment intended for combat. Perhaps he took the trouble to bring it from the Qordenze Mansion under the castle while he was in a monster riot. I shouldn't have been so heavily equipped when I climbed the castle.

We immediately joined the Silopair Guard, but so did we. The armor was perfect.

"Always be aware of visible distances where the guards of other houses are disturbed. Avoid fighting each other as much as possible."

Ha!

There is a rule that up to one attendant can enter a night club, but no one can protect it until an emergency. In other words, if there is a knight in the standby booth who keeps "waiting" while breathing his fucking nose in spite of such an unexpected raid, I have to say that he is negligent. After all, the life of the master, the Lord's ancestor, is more important than anything else.

Looking around, a few mini-groups, like the guards of other houses, wandered in search of their masters. Some of them have found their masters and formed defensive formations, but most of them seem to be Quordenze nobles. Count Evenapis was also guarded by his own escort.

I would like to join House Evernapis if possible, but it is a short distance away. I decided that if I moved poorly, I might have unnecessary trouble with other people's escorts, so I stayed here and waited.

Nevertheless, if an armed group were to run around, it would be an illusion that it was one of the raiders for a moment. The confusion in the gardens is probably due to the incoming convoys of houses.

The Qordenze Guard and the Silopair Guard have clearly indicated their readiness to intercept so that no one else in the house can approach them. Thanks to that, no one will approach us.

Now that detection magic is useless, I really appreciate the presence of the guard.

"Looks like one of the ancestors set up an ambush on the mob, and I think we can keep it down."

With that in mind, I decided to magically enhance my eyesight and peek into the turmoil. Nearby attention tends to be overlooked from a distance, but the guards will follow you there.

The Crusaders are armed in anticipation of fighting the second beast, the mature beast, so they are not equipped against the ancestors. But they are also the elite troops of the Levios army who were summoned to socialize with King's Landing. Even if it's not equipped enough for a single master ancestor, it's not as difficult as bringing him into a squashing formation and knocking him down.

There were a few family members of the Levios family, the ancestors of the Lord, on that spot, so I'm sure they won't lose. And with reinforcements from all over the castle like hives, the Raider's purple cloak is at a disadvantage over time.

"If this number is different, I will soon exhaust it....."

That's what my father said. But words don't end there.

"... but there may be more raids before it crushes. Always be careful around you."

I was scolded. Have you been relieved by your optimistic remarks? Well, I certainly don't think it will end with an assault on the warrior of the precious Lord's ancestors. It seemed likely that another raider would continue his pursuit.

And my father's allegations were straightforward. It was at that very moment that I spread my consciousness throughout the garden. A suspicious man wearing a robe appeared again in the garden. The vine-colored robe looks exactly like the first raiders to jump in.

"Enclosure!"

The Levios soldiers deployed in the garden as reserves could not have missed it. Quickly maneuver around the vine robe to draw a circle.

"Ah, ahh, comrade!!! Come, over there!!!

The strange voice that could be heard from this distance was probably female. Why not? Because the voice was mixed with unnatural noise. It sounds creepy, like your vocal cords are rotting and melting and twisting as you scream.

Get down on the ground! Don't move! "

One of the Levios soldiers shouted as if to crush the creepy scream.

To secure a wider field of view, we were slightly higher than our surroundings.

The face of the vine robe is combined with the angle and distance, and I don't see it well. But it was clear from his body's orientation that he was about to attack the Enemy Corps. Of course, as a Levios soldier, we cannot allow such help. They encircled the vine robe in the shape of a circle, making the circle smaller by making a big step forward to stop the merger with the purple cape.

However, the vine robe keeps moving forward slowly and without any concern. The footsteps are suspicious and are likely to fall down even now, as if they were intoxicated.

Ready!

The Levios soldiers are pointing their weapons at each other.

I thought it would be better to take it down quickly without warning, but I realized that I couldn't do it right away.

The Slaughter Formation uses multiple Grandparents to stop the enemy's ancestors and unilaterally knock down intense attacks. We cannot succeed without the Lord's ancestors on the surrounding side.

In the present situation, is it enough to just surround it? I wish I had someone from the Levios family on that team... No, I wonder if that vine robe is the ancestor in the first place. The attack magic that the first Raiders unleashed was of the Lord's ancestry, but does it have the same power...?

As I thought, the vine robe stretched its arms toward the sky.

"Will!"

Plume standing next to me holds my hand tight. When the vine robe lifted its arm directly above it, the sleeve fell off and the bare skin was visible.

"... what is that?"

The arm, which stretched out of the robe, had a color that was almost unlikely to be the skin of a living person. The phrases light and empty may be the closest, but the words contain no shards and are just creepy. The red and black nails that stretched unevenly were also terrible and creepy.

Looking closely at his arm, he keeps punching a very strange pulse as if a giant parasite were crawling around. I even feel like a good monster is about to break through the skin of my arms, legs, stomach, face and back.

Is that a human being?

Then the vine robe began to murmur towards the sky. It looked like a prayer to the sun, or a madman who gave a curse to an evil being.

"Cursed Levios, filthy Levios...! Together, this land...!!

It was at the same time that the Levios soldiers jumped together and the vine robe exerted its power.

It's magic I've never seen before.

Suddenly, a band of light similar to Aurora appears to protect the body of the vine robe. It resembles, by analogy, a heavenly woman's coat. But before I could feel the beauty and mystery, I felt an instinctive disgust.

The jumping Levios soldier is completely hit by his feathercoat. Some soldiers cast fire attack magic, but as soon as they touched the wings, the clouds scattered away.

"Ancestral!?

"Unknown magic!! Do whatever it takes to get in the way!!

"Active jamming, ready!!

The vine robe seemed totally unconcerned about the Levios soldiers trying to regroup and disrupt their magical activation. The vine robe waves sideways in the air with its wings. A large amount of white particles scattered like water droplets.

"Snow?... no, feathers?

Significantly enhances vision and identifies the particles. It was very similar in size and shape to a feather.

Every time the wings shake, the white feathers are produced in large quantities like cedar pollen and scattered.

"Ahhhhh...!!

A part of the feathered Levios soldier suffered intensely and fell on the spot.

Is it the magic of poison? Such an expectation came to mind, but the answer quickly turned out to be happiness or misery. I don't know if I can describe it as one... but a white feather spread from the wings fell to the ground without grass peeling out. Then the snow melted away, and the ground was dyed with filthy soil.

"No way, magic spreading dirt?

"Oh no...."

It was only a simple association from the sightings, but if it were true, it could be described as the worst magic that is very frightening and just malicious.

The vine robe keeps spreading a lot of feathers. Most of the feathers are fluffy and floating, but eventually they will fall into the garden. If the feathers descend to the castle, the King's City could be badly damaged.

The Levios soldiers are attacking hard to tighten the main stopper, but the feathers embodied in the vine robe prevent them all. Then, the vine robe approached the crusaders, under the purple cloak, fluttering without stopping its steps.

"Everybody!! Don't touch that feather! Soil poison is moving!!

It was the voice of the Orsians.

She is running around in a state of disturbance. No, it might be more correct to say that you're about to cry than you're upset.

Hearing a similar appeal to the scream, the surrounding nobles realize that dirt is spreading. However, there were only Levios soldiers who tried to stop the vine robe.

Everyone was afraid of further raiders and ambushes and was unable to move.

Like laughing at it, the vine robe shakes its wings. Biggest, biggest, biggest ever.

"Ahahahahaaa!!! Destroy him! I'll die!!!

When a large number of feathers fell to the scene of the turmoil, they fell into a great deal of chaos. Even so, it is the appearance of an unknown magic that turns the earth into dirt when it is under attack by the Lord's ancestors.

Panicked, the purple cloak left the scene of the riot and joined the vine robe.

The purple cape was already full of wounds and mud. She was exposed to a violent attack, and she couldn't stop breathing. It's strange to be alive. However, it was not deformed like a vine robe.

The Levios and the Crusaders work together precisely, surrounding the vine robe and the purple cloak. The Enemy has the Lord of Levios's ancestors, so it's time to complete the assassination formation.

Watch out for the purple cloak of the Lord's ancestors and the vine robe that activates the filthy soil feathers, and the stare begins. There was a moment of silence in the garden, which had been so chaotic.

Then the next moment, the purple cape said with a high voice that often passes.

"I am the Holy General Efial. Who curses the vanity of the fools."

Again, that thought came into my mind.

Speaking of purple, it is the color of the Holy Army, a military organization owned by the Zethic Episcopal Church. I also hear that officers and generals in the executive class are qualified to wear purple dyed capes.

The first candidate to attack the Levios family still comes up with a faction of priests, and the militant priests who are in conflict with the faith-based priests to which Rona belongs are a faction with strong support from the Holy Army. Does this mean that the Royal Army carried out a pre-emptive attack before it invaded St. Navenpos?

"Ooooooo...!! Comrade, Efial!! This is all yours...!! How dare I complain to the next land...!!

The feather coat wrapped around the vine robe is slowly becoming huge. I'm sure they're going to unleash the biggest attack here. It is clear from the screams that there is a purpose to escape the raider named Efial.

"Wilk, back off!

The huge size of the feather coat definitely means that the spread of dirt will be on a larger scale than ever before. It is unclear how effective the body of the Lord's ancestors is, but we should avoid it if it can be avoided. I follow my father's voice and begin to retreat.

Even if the Levios soldiers risk their lives to attack the vine robe, they are still protected by the feathers. But this time it didn't end there.

"I told you not to!

The Orsians jumped at him with their hairs violently killing him.

She punches her wings in the face with her fist. Thousands of glass bottles banged on the concrete at once, a vicious sound of destruction echoed through the garden.

"Uhhhh!!!

Fully crushed feathers disappear into grains of light. Nevertheless, the vine robe does not attempt to disintegrate its attacking posture and displays its readiness to activate the next magic.

But we can't seem to make it to Orsian pursuit. A stunning hikick grabs the left shoulder of a vine robe. The unrivalled body strengthening magic blew off the left arm of the vine robe and showed enough power to pull all the flesh around the left clavicle.

A disoriented vine robe rolls around the garden like a doll hit by a dumpcar. The Orsians who followed him in an attempt to stab him had no mercy.

"It was a good spirit. Comrade."

Raider Efial activates Attack Magic in all directions when he leaks that word. It was obvious that it was a diversion to create a gap, but there was no way we could ignore the main ancestral attack magic. Without missing a moment, Raider Efial began to flee.

The Levios soldiers will start chasing soon, but it is doubtful how far they can follow the escape speed of the Lord's ancestors. The ancestors of Levios were not following anyone and were devoted to healing. The attacker Efial was in trouble, so maybe even his cousins could catch up, but the area around the royal castle would be difficult to detect magic, and I felt harsh.

"Ah! The Beast is getting closer and closer! Hey, are you okay!?

The Orsians speak out loudly. The Second Beast seems to have a higher priority for her than the Raider Efial.

At the tip of Orcian's finger was a second beast. Unconsciously, it appears to be getting closer to King's Landing than it was just before the raid. The Enemy Squad has only advance troops, so the stall may not be working enough.

I can think about it a little.

When they learned of the First Demon Beast appearance, the Orsians attempted to crush it. They were inviting Zeldmitra Sardin and Aterahan Novarv. I suppose he called out to the face of his face at the next main meeting.

But he didn't come to me. The Orsians were watching me, trying to speak to me, but my father and the Quordenze nobles defended me and kept me away. It is very interesting to know how I was able to play the pig rush princess, but it doesn't matter now.

In the end, the Orsians were preached by the Marquis of Aterahan and did not go to the crusade. However, in the event of an emergency, he said that he would leave and defeat himself.

"What's wrong? Will"

"I've been thinking a lot."

Hmm?

The second beast approaching King's Landing, the escaping Saint Efial, the raiders who may still be lurking, the impact of this raid, the wounded King Levios, the Princess Orcian who is about to pop out... there are many ingredients to think about.

What should Quordenze do? The answer is simple, you don't have to do anything.

Both the Beast and the Raider are issues that the Levios family should follow, and it is the best solution to be thorough with just bystanders.

What we need to think about now is not what Quoldenze should do, but what I should do. Is there anything you can do to make your wish come true?

In this situation of extreme confusion, you may find an unprecedented "best solution for me" that is impossible depending on how you stand around. There may not be anything like that in the first place, but just thinking about it won't hurt.

Of course, you can't act on your own without too much applause. I'm me, but I'm also Qualdenze Wilk. Without reasonable reasoning and cause, the act is subject to censure.

Therefore, it is sufficiently likely that the optimal solution "do nothing" as Qordenze will be chosen in the end. I do not intend to choose a course of action that would be more negative than the best answer when considering positive or negative.

The first plan of action I came up with would be to sneak into the castle and assassinate the Duke of Spiazeike. I thought I could blame Raider Efial for everything, but it seems difficult. It would be a delicious story for me and the Qualdenze family if I could handle it well here, but reason and cause don't stick together anyway. I couldn't figure out a way to kill him safely.

I'll think of another course of action.

The hustle and bustle of the raid gradually subsided, and the guards of each house found the Lord and rendezvoused. Aristocrats began to gather from faction to faction, and preparedness for raids was becoming a cornerstone.

At that time, I met the Orcian who kept making noise with the Demon Beast.

Then I come to an idea. Thankfully, my father is right next door.

"Father, I need to talk to you."