The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

When the liquor was brought in, all those who were on the spot began to sip in unison.

It was about me that made me anxious that the military and public security would be so loose on booze that I noticed I was doing a light glass to the escorts.

Exactly, not all soldiers from the military base come together in unison to make a scene, but rather a banquet in the form of a cold-blooded banquet. Low-end soldiers are carrying barrels of liquor to establishments and quarters everywhere.

I was unexpectedly reminded of the year-end job delivery when I was a salesman in my previous life to the sight of drinking at work from day to day.

I fluttered around the military base and spoke up when I found soldiers drinking.

"... that's why those adventurers are going to be released for now. I'll put on surveillance, though."

"Hmm."

I was not in charge of torture in a facility with an interview room, I speak to the soldiers in charge of interrogation. That pair of six adventurers seemed provisionally judged to be Shilo.

Five of my buddies seemed to be throwing round thinking to you, leader, the man in the leader position, and he was refreshing in response to interrogation. For that matter, Leader, I hear you've been interrogated.

After a harsh interrogation over the night, he really decided he was just wandering around with the wrong tolerances.

"I'll just look into it a little bit more, but tomorrow morning I plan to release the leader's man as well. Five of my people just opened up, one foot away."

"Right."

"But that's surprising. Is the Captain interested in adventurers?

He said the interrogator was in my unit, too, and he called for the captain.

There are many aristocratic young people who admire adventurers. There is a young nobleman who lives free, fights free, travels free, dreams of such a way of life untied by nothing.

It would be interesting to have an adventurer rank expressed on ABCD like a game or an alliance system that exists all over the world, but unfortunately that's not in this world so I'm not particularly intrigued.

Adventurers are a way of life without security and stability. I'd rather be waving with a pretty girl as a Marquis nobleman.

"No way. Though I'd like to go to the field once"

"Is it a field? I went in on a military crusade once, but it wasn't very interesting."

Occasionally, the Qualdenze family leads the army for the Warcraft Crusade into the misty world of the Warcraft's nest, the field.

The nearest field in Newnelly City belongs to a larger category, so when you get in the back, you're going to go in with every wagon loaded with tons of food and weapons. Apparently he accompanied him in charge of the barracks.

"These are the adventurers caught this time, but they're from Wang Capital to enter the field near Newnelly City. Sounds like a lot of arm standers. There are occasional adventurer fans in the soldiers, but I knew the name of that adventurer one-of-a-kind leader. Seems quite famous in Wang Du."

"Well, if you're all six magical adventurers, you just seem to stand out."

"No, it looks like he was originally a pair of adventurers. You think we've gotten four more and become a six-man group lately? Looks like you've successfully captured the four newcomers who became adventurers inspired by your flurry in Wang Du."

In the direct jurisdiction of the Royal Levios, including the King's Capital, I forgot whether it was last year or last year, but a number of measures were put in place to support adventurers who crusade the Warcraft of the Field. I hear rumors that more people have been caught by it and trying to be adventurers.

He was originally a group of adventurers who acted in pairs, so he probably didn't have much chance to think about the number of magical acts in the first place.

"I asked him about the route from Wang Du to coming to Newnelly City, but he only went through small towns and villages. So I guess I've been able to get here without a problem before."

"I see."

Not many places, like Newnelly City, have auxiliary magic formations of magic detection incorporated throughout the city. Because it's costly.

Naturally, there can't be any such thing in small villages, towns, etc.

When I finished talking to the soldiers in charge of the interrogation, I walked out again fluttering, showing my face to the soldiers who were sipping alcohol around the stronghold and wandering my labor.

After one turn, once I was thinking of sitting somewhere to rest, I noticed my eyes staring at this one.

Dark blue hair like dyed in the night sky and a face beautifully groomed enough to remember the cold, and a tall low that doesn't suit it at all.

I was just a woman adventurer stuck with a spear.

She should have been released from the investigation room by now, but I wonder why she's still inside the military base.

"Young lady. Attention."

Sound the chin and metal and the guards pull out their swords. It is a totally fluffy tone and behavior to the habit of drinking to bathe with great joy in the fact that it is free. I was shown a professional job.

This one noticed the female adventurer and became alert, which made her visible and wolfish.

"What's up? What can I do for you?

I spoke to a woman adventurer who didn't run away and didn't even come near me.

Then she thought she had obtained forgiveness to approach, snuggling closer, kneeling a little in front of me and placing her fingers on the ground.

"Lord Captain. Please, forgive Melgin. We're not up to anything. Innocent."

I exhale and say it briefly.

"Who?

I meant to finish two questions in a nutshell: who are you and who are Melgin? But it seems that the female adventurer could only grasp the meaning of the former.

"It's me, Rupetta. I'm an adventurer."

When Rupetta finished saying it, she turned out to be the one who had told her everything.

If the guards I saw didn't pinch their mouths from the side, I'd feel like they'd been hanging around like this forever.

Rupetta opened her mouth as she panicked.

"Melgin is the one who does the adventurer with me. … I'm being interrogated right now"

Melgin seems to be your name, the leader of a six-pack of adventurers.

Apparently, Rupetta still didn't know you were due to open up tomorrow morning, Leader.

When I asked him why he bothered to sue me directly, he saw where he had just admonished the soldier who tried to slap Rupetta and thought he was a great man who made sense of the story.

He seemed to recognize me as a great man in the army and didn't feel like he knew I was the man in the Qualdenze family.

If you have good magic, whether you are a civilian or a 12-year-old boy, you have a good chance of getting a key position in the military. Maybe Rupetta mistakes me for civilian magic.

Speaking of which, when I first went to a liquor store in the city of Nambonan, Anna mistook me for the leader of a group of civilian mercenaries. I mean, that kind of mistake is a common story.

"Melgin is a very sweet man. There is no treason..."

With that said, Rupetta paled up your good spot, Leader.

To the habit of blurring and twinkling voices, that voice has often conveyed a deep love affection for you, the leader.

Right, my favorite leader. Can't help but worry about you...

"If it's cursory, how about it's an execution bench?

With that, Rabu Aura makes a mild joke about me.

But Rupetta didn't seem to take it as a joke, and her complexion turned blue as she looked at it.

Few people would laugh when a great man in the military says, "Please go to the execution table".

"... Me, what about Melgin...!?

"I'm done talking. Wait for the results."

Trying to move through the side of Rupetta, she stood up in a agile motion and moved to the ground a little further in my direction of travel, kneeling again.

And it goes from kneeling to grounding.

"Lord Captain... Please, help Melgin. Without Melgin, I..."

Lupetta takes a deep breath as she poses.

Rin's silver eyes stared at me.

"Please forgive Melgin. I'll do anything I can."

Tears that had accumulated in his eyeballs drew a string of lines from his cheek to his jaw and spilled.

I feel like my body has entered the semen production process on a rapid pitch. Somehow, but at night, I felt like I'd recover enough to get Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr out.

Let's make it a scenario where, as a result of a feast at a military base, I decided to stay in a separate residence without feeling like going back to the castle......

I'll tell Rupetta to visit the apartment at night.

That alone seemed to convey her intentions, which she quietly endorsed.