The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

Then I spent a few days at the base.

After all, the castle building work on the front line seemed to be enjoyable for the old man in his eighties, and his grandfather didn't seem to be doing very well.

Nobles can be healthy as long as they have magic, but sometimes they get unwell when stressed out.

Wounds made of battle between magicians appear to accumulate their damage in the body even after healing on the surface.

My grandfather probably has a number of invisible scars under his skin because of a past that has dawned in battle since he was a young man.

The fact that even with the magical power of the Lord's ancestors, they become ill is also proof left that they have fought so many nobles against them.

Did I just say what I call an old wound to honor? The wound itself is healed by healing magic, so I can't see it.

And unfortunately, all this doesn't even heal with the powerful healing magic that made me say something to my magic power.

Probably not because of physical trauma, but because of the accumulation of magical remnants from being attacked magic and being ill.

It's easy to cure cuts, but it's hard to cure a body invaded by mineral poisoning, similar to that relationship.

My grandfather approached me when I was concerned about the deterioration of my grandfather's health, who continues to slaughter the nobles and knights of the old Voystra in its present progression.

"It's Wilk. I'll take this. This is for Fannie."

"Yes."

I receive a letter from my grandfather addressed to my father and keep more souvenirs for Fannie. Fannie was giving her grandfather fur cold gear as a souvenir, so it would be in return.

The souvenir for Fannie was in a small crate, and I didn't know what was in it.

My grandfather, who noticed that I was trying to guess the contents of that box, left a bloated sack of hemp on his desk.

"A dime."

"Thank you"

Little dirty hemp bags that nobles don't take very much of are coin pockets like those painted on the picture. When I untied the string and looked at the contents, it contained tons of silver coins.

"What's this?

"It's what I've accumulated as I look around the neighboring villages. The villagers initially decide to offer their daughter, but when Non says no, they turn it over."

My grandfather didn't go around the village for the purpose of collecting silver coins, but he said he received them in silence because they were not like trouble.

Perhaps the villagers, frightened by the arrival of the Qualdenze army, managed to spit out the accumulation without trying to get in the mood.

It's not a good time to say that I would have been satisfied only with sex with my village daughter if I had accompanied her.

"I did the other food and booze I was given to the soldiers. Let's do the silver coins to Wilk."

There is a lot of confusion between the public and private sectors, but there is no such thing as someone who can point it out. I decided to thank you.

Still, it's great to be a village offering my daughter. The next time I come here, I want to accompany you.

If you think about it carefully, if you can get the nobleman's children, you can have the children of your ancestors in the village. Surprisingly, the village humans may have a glimmer of thought.

The idea of giving my 80s grandfather a daughter to seed is amazing.

Speaking of which, even in villages with tea plantations I used to visit, I was advised to hold my daughter.

That girl was pretty cute looking like Fannie, but how are you still?

I touched the silver coin with my index finger as I erected my groin about half way.

"This is the silver coin of the Empire."

It was not an imperial statehood commemorative silver coin previously found, but an ordinary imperial silver coin in general circulation.

Since this area was originally imperial territory, it appears that imperial silver coins are still in circulation.

There are many types of gold coins in the Kingdom of Levios because they occasionally change the design of gold coins. Conversely, there are many types of silver coins because silver coins are often redesigned in the Jinker En Empire.

"Ah. Back..."

Looking at one hand wondering what type of silver coin it would be, the back was like a razor sharpened with yasles. The design that would have been there cannot be deciphered.

I saw for my hands what about the other silver coins, but they were all still the same.

The side of the first emperor Jinker En on the silver coin surface remains intact, but I have no idea on the back.

Since the imperial silver coins normally in circulation have many patterns where the surface becomes the side of the first emperor and the back becomes the present emperor, there must have probably been a side of the third generation emperor on the cut side.

My grandfather opened his mouth as I was pounding silver coins in my finger belly.

"It can be used without a back. Don't save it. Use it in Nambonan City."

"... ok"

I mean, I guess it's a consistent campaign of negativity to third generation emperors.

Even if there are large quantities of silver coins in circulation in empires and kingdoms with crushed faces of third generation emperors, their mentes are rounded.

Considering what my grandfather looked like in a familiar tone, maybe he'd done something similar before. A soldier appeared in my head who could make me do chores that would make me scrape the back of the silver coin with a yasle.

My grandfather was right, where the silver itself was somewhat shredded because of its value, the value does not fall that far, so I have no problem using it.

Because I got it, I'm going to use it in Nambonan City.

If we're going to help with the negadib campaign, we just want to use it in a way that will spread to as many people as we can.

When I received the hemp bag with the silver coin, I headed straight for the carriage prepared by Tesh and Odie.

The soldiers at the base are dropping me off around the carriage I'm boarding.

I only said goodbye to my grandfather one more time, and then I got in the carriage.

If you look at it, there was a bunch of letters in the corner of the carriage. This is a letter from a martial officer at the base addressed to family members, acquaintances, etc. in Newnelly City.

Martial officers of the Qualdenze army usually live in the quarters of the city of Newnelly, so they occasionally exchange letters and such during their expeditions.

I show my face out the window and only greet my grandfather one more time before giving instructions to Tesh to get the carriage out.

Soon the carriage increased its speed and the soldiers on the base became smaller.

Somehow when I look out the window, I realize that I'm already at quite a speed.

Because of his magic, Tesh also uses magic to drive his carriage. It reduces vibrations and raises the horse's health to maintain speed.

From the feeling of the wind when I came out of the window, I feel that the speed is as high as when I opened the original accelerator in Japan in my previous life.

Scaffolding is not very good on mountain roads around here, but such was as if it were a way forward without bitterness.

"Boy. Would you like your bag?

Odie, sitting diagonally in front of me, looked at the silver coin bag on my lap and said:

I close the window and turn back to her and give her the silver bag. The silver coin bag with quite a few pieces in it is heavy and I am not going to leave it on my lap.

"Put it somewhere."

"Yes, sir."

Receiving the silver coin bag, Odie bent over to place the silver coin bag in the corner of the carriage and began adjusting the storage area.

Only Odie's buttocks are pretentiously shaking in the barely shaking carriage. Looks like he's stuck sorting luggage in a narrow carriage.

During my stay at the base, I sought Odie's body every night and poured out the seeds.

When I returned to the city of Nambonan, my chances of holding Odi were reduced, so I planted them here. I definitely ejaculated at least four times a night.

Odie, who thinks of herself as a stone woman, shy away from saying things like "waste precious sperm" just before holding her every night, but I totally ignored that advice.

My semen is not precious in the first place.

I'll save it soon anyway, so I should put it out when I can.