The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

When it came to my lower body situation the last few days, it was simple.

In the morning we mate amicably with the minutiae who have climbed the castle, and in the afternoon we call Lupetta to a separate residence to mate. Back to the castle at night, Fannie and I go into bed together, poking around in the cheeks.

It was a very filled day.

But yesterday morning, Rupetta finally left for the field, so my afternoon opponent was gone. I think it will be over soon, but Eve is still on her period.

If I invite Minute to bed in the afternoon and in the afternoon, her day will just end with my opponent. I also like to see Minute doing his job seriously, so I still want another person this afternoon.

That's why I continued yesterday and thought I'd have plenty of sexual harassment on Mimon this afternoon.

Speaking of which, Mimon said yesterday when he tried to ejaculate his vagina, but it seems like it's time for a dangerous time. This must be a revelation to go through for a while and seed it every day.

I was single in Japan in my last life, and naturally I didn't have any children. I don't know if it's because of that, but I can't help but want to conceive a woman right now.

With the Marquis' position and even the gold, a civilian opponent can make as many children as he wants. Let's do what we can right away, yes I was taught by a teacher in a previous life elementary school. Then we have to do it.

That's how I came to the Pioneering Order after three shots were squeezed out by the Minute this morning.

Sexual intercourse is not the only purpose.

I received a message yesterday that the arrowhead I had asked for from the Production Department of the Pioneering Order had been completed. The work of the workshop craftsman Oyaji seemed to be quick.

This arrow is mixed with a special powder. It is a powder that finely crushed the manal crystals received from the room-on in the city of Nambonan. My father negotiated and gave it to me.

I scraped and powdered one of the three manaral crystals and gave it to the artisan jellyfish.

I experimented a little in my spare time between returning from Nambonan to Newnelly, but the manal crystals were substances with properties that stored magic.

There were statements in the literature that I had read before that would appear to have the properties of efficiently storing magic if you could make manaral crystals out of manaral ore. Exactly that hypothesis seemed correct.

The powder did not change its properties, so I thought it would be a weapon that could store magic if mixed with the iron of the weapon.

Magic and magic are weaknesses in the warcraft created by the fog of the field.

Why can nobility make a big face as a nobleman? That is because with mighty magic we can confront the Warcraft, the enemy of mankind.

Only a man of magic can defeat a warcraft that has grown enough to fly out of the field.

Therefore, the Crusade of the Warcraft could be said to be the duty of the nobility. Is it the one called Nobles Obriege where we say it on Earth in previous life?

Civilians rely on lords, nobles, who are the beings who protect themselves from warcraft. A lord who can't defeat a warcraft can't help but be limited from his inhabitants, and such a nobleman will be insulted by other nobles.

It's a method of warfare when fighting a warcraft, but it's fundamental for a magical human to tap into a magical attack while the civilian soldiers become walls of flesh and attack the warcraft with bows and spears to draw attention.

If this powdered manal crystal mixed weapon is effective against Warcraft, then Warcraft Crusade might be easier.

In the case of this arrow, if civilians can expect damage to the Warcraft by releasing an arrow I have stockpiled with magic, maybe they can crusade the Warcraft only with saturated attacks by arrows released by civilians if they are prepared.

... and I also had a time when I thought.

I gave the prototype manaral crystallized arrow, the manaral arrow, to a general soldier without magic to pull the bow, but it was no different than just an arrow. The magic stored in the manaral arrows remained intact.

So I had my magical guard pull a bow a few times, and it became a magical arrow. If the user doesn't use a little magic to stimulate the manaral arrows, the stored magic doesn't seem to be releasing.

A helpless weapon called "Magic Bow and Arrow for Civilians (Required/Magic)" has been created.

Sometimes I was magical myself and stimulating manal crystals with magic was the normal thing to do, overlooking the most basic things. Oh, my God.

"Wah, young lady. Still, I think this is an interesting weapon. I was wondering if it would be useful if our magic was reduced."

The words of the guards who cared about me accelerated the voidness in return.

Five manal arrows with one manal crystal. And the magic that could be put into one of those arrows was, at best, about one shot of magic released by my escort. Too little.

Moreover, even once the magic was exerted, it twitched through the natural release, and after half a day, it became soaked and pounded. The power to save was also weak.

This is more user-friendly with manaral crystals that are not powdered. About one shot of my magic was stored, and it was difficult to release it naturally. Maybe the bigger the crystal, the better the performance.

Let's think carefully about the use of the rest of the manal crystals.

"Phew."

Put the wooden plate with the results of this experiment in the desk drawer and have a cup of tea.

I went out of my way to designate Mimon to make tea. Sexual harassment is still limited to the start of tea making.

"President"

"What?

"If you don't mind...... today, can I get my job up early?

Mimon says in such tones as fear. I feel a little avoided because I had sexual harassment sex yesterday.

But I've decided in my brain to get Mimon pregnant. I'd like to get along a little better if I could.

"Why?

"My mother has a cold... and I have nothing to take care of my child. I got a job in the morning, so I went to work, but I want to see a doctor in the afternoon."

Mimon's family structure seems to be a family of six, with four Mimon mothers, Mimon, and Mimon Child.

They usually take care of Mimon Child while my mother Mimon does her internal work, but she's been sick since last night.

No matter how cold the world is, medicine has hardly developed because of magical healing. If you're just a civilian, you're less likely to die of a cold.

If that's the case, there's no choice but to go home for medical attention.

I didn't want to be president of a black company, so I make it a lot better standard than any other workplace in Newnelly when it comes to overtime and vacation. Beautiful employees are a bit sexually harassed by the president and cloudy their vaginas. Complaints, they may be conceived, but they are definitely white companies in color.

"If that's what you mean, it's good."

"Thank you"

Mimon exhales as relieved and bows his head.

I stiffened my afternoon plans in my head.

And I came to Mimon's house.

Mimon, a heyday employee, goes from his home in a city neighborhood to the Pioneering Order.

Residential areas for the general public also have considerable space in the city. But because of the large and dense number of inhabitants, it is always garbage and cramped.

Built houses are stacked with bricks and stone. I felt like a lot of people were dying when the earthquake struck.

I don't know about the whole Elo continent, but at least they don't have earthquakes in Qualdenze territory. If there had been an earthquake at the frequency of Japan in the previous life, the city of Newnelly would likely collapse in no time.

If there were only one earthquake, it would be about the volcanic earthquake in the highest peak Mount Elektion, located almost at the centre of the Elo continent. The territory of Quordenze is so close to Mount Elektión that it is more afraid of eruptions than of earthquakes.

Mimon House didn't leak most of it, and it was a sturdy house stacked with bricks.

"The president… that, go ahead"

"Uhm. Sorry to bother you."

As a civilian, I changed into a superior category of clothes, and I put the escorts around the house and walked into Mimon's house.

It's narrow, dark, and smells a little bit like mold in the cold, damp air. Well, not only the Mimon house, but the civilian house could be anything like this.

Anna's house felt a little more ventilated, but that's the city of Nambonan. It would be different from Newnelly City on its own.

"Mom, welcome back!... Hey there, is that it?

"Ah, here."

When I walked into the house, a young girl came running over and jumped on Mimon.

From what I've seen, are they like four or five? My face has Mimon's face, so I'm sure I'll grow up to be a beauty in the future.

Mimon explained to his daughter that I was a great man at work and went into the back room.

Perhaps Mother Mimon, who caught a cold in the back room, is asleep. This girl was waiting in this room, maybe to keep her from getting cold.

Apparently, the only Mimon Child at home was this one daughter. I guess the other kids are even going to work outside.

My mother left me and I got free, Mimon. My daughter came closer to me.

"Brother, what are you doing here? Did you come to the yawn?

I'm not saying I'm here to make you a sister or a brother.

"I've come to cure your grandmother's illness. Here."

Activates lighting magic and floats a light sphere about the size of a baseball ball in the universe.

Wow, she raised her voice and Mimon daughter opened her eyes.

"Magic! Awesome!

"Surprised? Your brother can use magic."

Rubbing all over my exciting Mimon daughter's cheeks.

The little one's cheeks are very good. Moisturizing, meticulous skin and an elegant elasticity of youthful power. I feel like rubbing it forever.

"Mmm-hmm, stop."

"All right, well, let's go cheer up your grandma"

"Really!?

"Oh. What do you say? Your brother would be amazing."

"Wow!

Honest kids are so cute.

Let's imprint the image of a nice, well-dressed brother right now. I want you to say "brother ♡ wow ♡" in my bed in a few years. Sex life requires a long-term perspective.

I walked into the back room with my Mimon daughter pulling my sleeve.

I'm surprised we came in. Still with your palms against Mimon and see how Mother Mimon is doing.

A woman with the appearance of Mimon as she was old lay neatly. When I lit it with lighting magic, I found myself sweating like a ball. It seems a lot spicy.

"Um, president...?

"Well, look at that."

I have trouble infecting Mimon or Mimon Daughter, so I activate healing magic toward all the humans in the room. Then, she also applied the magic of physical recovery to Mother Mimon, who was about to lose her strength.

When the rainbow Aurora glistened for a moment in the room, Mother Mimon opened her eyes and glanced at her arms and palms. There's bloody skin there.

There are few diseases that cannot be cured by healing magic and healing magic using aristocratic magic.

"Oh my god!?

"Mother!? I still have to go to sleep!

Mother Mimon, who is dramatically resuscitated, literally jumps out of bed, kneeling with her fingers on the floor.

Mimon daughter was happy with the healing magic Aurora effect, clapping her petite little palm like Momoji.

"I don't know who it is, but we have money at home..."

You'll need a lot of money to get healing magic. At least it's not as cheap as a normal citizen would be willing to take.

Feels like I saw it. Doesn't even look like a house I can afford, so I guess Mother Mimon cared about the price first.

"Never mind. That's what I did on my own for Mimon. I don't take money.... What do you say, healed? Your health must have healed."

"Yes. Wonders and powers come to pass. She seems to have healed to her waist and is very light."

Mother Mimon moving her hips all the time. At my age, I was in my mid-forties. Are humans in this world hard to age without magic, even less the age and appearance of humans on the earth in previous life?

It's a little bit like an outer-corner-high ridge strike zone, but I'm going to hold Mimon today, so I'm going through.

"President... thank you for healing my mother"

Grab Mimon's arm as she tries to be a mother and stand on her knees, and control it.

"I don't want to thank you. Now you can go on yesterday without worrying about anything?

Then I turned my hand around my butt and stroked it.

When I smile, Mimon's gaze turns to Mimon mother and Mimon daughter.

Mimon closed his lid and wrinkled between his brows, exhaling slowly before turning his eyes stained with a give up on me.