The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

A sobbing voice was echoing in the dim room where the sun was approaching.

I don't know whose voice it is, but I think it's probably more than one person's.

There are a lot of women in this room, but no one tries to comfort them.

Because it's the usual thing.

But I'm not strong enough to get used to that whimper and pretend to be flat.

Just listening to that spread my anxiety, and I accidentally put a blanket in my face.

"Sister, are you cold?

My brother Chianes responds to my movements and says in a small voice.

There's only one blanket. Me and Chianes use this blanket. The pull seems to have taken the form of a blanket.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry."

"My sister can use it. It's cold, isn't it?"

That's what Chianes says. He moves the blanket over here.

"I'm fine. Chianes is colder, isn't he? See, this way it's warm."

Chianes had his hands tied with metal chains.

I am already unchained, but I still remember what it felt like when I was tied up. The chains chilled in the winter cold air and it hurt so much that I thought my wrists would slit a thousand times.

When I held Chianes and touched the chain, the metal-specific coolness took the temperature away from my fingertips.

In an attempt to warm the chains a little, I exhale.

"Yikes...!

"So much mole..."

It must have been because he had been chained the whole time, Chianes had a mole on his wrist.

It makes me sad to see the color of that red-black sensible skin illuminated by a slightly plugging sunset.

I wrapped Chianese's hand in a blanket to avoid too much exposure to the cold outside air.

"Yes, I'm fine! Because I'm strong!

Chianes to be strong, but it was obvious that I was not able to.

If I stay here like this, Chianes is going to get tired of my mind before my body does.

"Yeah, you are. But you can't do that, can you?

"I know. And don't push your sister either. I'll protect your sister."

"Thanks"

Tears creep up at my brother, who tries so hard to keep his promise to your father even in this situation.

"I want to go back to the village..."

"Yeah......"

If I tried to close my eyelids to deceive my moisturized eyes, all I remembered was memories in the village.

Me and Chianes were born in a small village in the mountains.

It's a mediocre countryside where pedestrians don't come much either.

I always had a hard time with the money, but the whole family had a great day together.

It's only recently that everything in that life has broken.

It was prompted by the fact that the uncle of the pedestrian conveyed one rumor to the village. The city of Nambonan is recruiting mercenaries for a broken reward.

The city of Nambonan is a rich city.

I know you well because I have been with your father several times to sell crops.

Rich cities are recruiting mercenaries, so they'll be paid properly, too.

My thoughts were the same as those of everyone in the village.

Fathers, brothers, and village men went to the city of Nambonan as mercenaries, and hardly returned.

I heard from someone who fled for his life, but the city of Nambonan was gathering mercenaries to fight your lord.

Civilians are the only ones in the city of Nambonan, not even knights. It's a really bad story.

If you knew it was a recruitment of mercenaries against your lord, your father and brother would never have gone to the city of Nambonan.

Neither your father, nor your brother, came home. All the rest of the family went on to grieve.

But the misfortune wasn't over yet.

Most of the mercenaries collected by the city of Nambonan were killed or captured by their lords, but some of them apparently escaped.

One of those fleeing mercenaries came to our village and began looting.

The mercenaries took a lot of things from the village. Not only money and food, but even the lives of everyone in the village.

Me, my mother, and Chianes were saved thanks to the fact that there happened to be a place to hide in the barn.

In just about a month my family was left alone, but I didn't have time to be depressed.

There was nothing left in the house, and there was little survival in the village.

Me and Chianes went into the mountains to collect food to help your mother.

One day I went to the river with Chianes. To take the fish.

We were obsessed with fish picking, and we didn't notice the grabbing men approaching us.

No, I wouldn't have been able to get away with it if I'd noticed. Me or Chianes can't beat an adult man either.

Thus I and Chianes were seized and brought to the city of Nambonan.

Apparently, the capture was the work of a merchant operating in the city of Nambonan.

I find it ironic that you're being kidnapped by a merchant in the city of Nambonan.

Not only have you cheated on your father and brother, it's the worst city to kidnap me and Chianes.

The majority of women are confined to this room, kidnapped in the same manner as me and Chianes.

The entrance and exit of the room have a metal lattice, so it is the prison itself, except in that the people inside have not sinned.

"I wonder how your mother is..."

Me and Chianes suddenly disappeared. Will your mother be okay?

Aren't you worried about us?

Tears were telling her cheeks when she noticed.

"Don't cry, sister. I'm with you, so please, don't cry... sister..."

I couldn't contain the overflowing tears, even though I had to be firm as your sister.

My tears seem to have become a calling water, and so does Chianes.

"Well, well, well... Sorry. Sorry, Chianes..."

I embraced Chianes with my chest, lest I should be seen in his face.

Then a while later, it was about time the area was completely stained in the dark at night.

"You even had boys here... I wonder if you two are sisters...?

You noticed we were talking to the blur, an adult woman sitting right around the corner talking to us.

Most of the people brought here are dark, but some are chatty occasionally.

As far as I know, Chianes is the only boy in this room, so he may have spoken unusually.

"Yes, I'm Tico."

"I'm Chianes."

Women also named their names, and we talked about each other's villages.

I can only forget reality while I'm talking memorabilia while I'm feeling depressed.

The woman seems to like rumors and often told stories that she thought she had purchased in this mansion.

"The owner of this mansion seems to be a famous merchant in the city of Nambonan. I'm not born in the city of Nambonan, I hear it's Levios territory.... Can't you tell I'm on Levios territory?

It is the kingdom of the kingdom of Levios, so I only knew his name.

I don't know where it is, but it should be in such a far away place that I can't get there without crossing the Great River three times.

"I know your name."

"I know too. I asked my neighbor grandpa."

With that said, the woman looked sincerely disgusted and told her to throw up.

"So do you know this? You don't mind doing anything wrong, do you, Levios? How do you know that?

In fact, we were kidnapped and brought here. Experience has shown that you are a fine person for doing bad things.

Me and Chianes looked at each other, and all became faces that we didn't know the answer.

"In the land of Levios, a child who breaks the Spirit's teachings is praised."

"True? Unbelievable"

It's a lie.

Me and Chianes denied the woman's words.

The woman doesn't look bad, and goes on to talk about it even more.

"Yeah, it's true. I heard. All children in Levios ignore the teachings of the Spirit. I had a conversation with the priest who was traveling, and that's what he taught me? Levios territory is really scary......!

The woman looked genuinely scared by what she had said.

Watching that scare makes me kind of nervous, too.

"My husband here was born in Levios territory, so don't worry about being so outrageous... Ugh... I don't like it..."

The woman had not seen me or Chianes anymore.

I'm sure she's been taken out of the room several times before.

Here at night, the men, known as the "youngest" of the choreographers, come and take a few women.

I don't know what criteria they choose, but they say the woman who's unluckily taken will do terrible things in another room.

The women come back to this room the next morning, but they are pathetically debilitated to watch.

Some women don't come back once in a while. No one will talk to you, but I'm sure he's dead.

That's why the women who once went through the "outside room" start crying more or less in the evening.

Happy or unhappy, me and Chianes have never left this room since we were brought here.

Yeah, I've got a little pee in the corner of the room. That's about it. There's no escape.

When I wondered what it was like to talk to a woman who began to create a gloomy atmosphere, a loud voice echoed indoors.

"I hear footsteps! Coming......! Oh, ahhh!

The surroundings are already dark and I don't know who's saying those words.

Its voice color, just stained with fear, had the sharpness to thrust through the brain weather.

The sharp words easily cleave even the tranquillity that remained only marginally in the room.

We all tried to compete and wrap ourselves in blankets, trying to hide ourselves from the younger men who would be coming.

"Sister!"

"Ugh, yeah!

I will also imitate everyone and dive into the blanket for now.

I followed Chianese's body closely and waited for this storm to pass.

"Ahhhhhhh!! No!

Suddenly, I heard a tall scream from across the blanket.

And the voice of a wild man continues to control it.

My youngest men are trying to take a woman.

"Get up! Get over here!

"Help me. Yeah, yeah! No, no, no, no, no! I don't like it anymore!! Return me to the village! Somebody help me! Father! Father!

Power enters the hand holding the blanket.

Scary.

A scream of a woman who keeps moving away. It seemed as if it were sinking into the bottom of darkness.

"Hih!

"Shah!

Are you looking for someone, I hear a blanket turning bulk.

That was coming close to us at great speed, with screams.

"Sister......"

"Chianes, it's okay, it's okay..."

I said as I told myself.

I may hear voices, but I couldn't keep my mouth shut anymore.

I couldn't keep my fears locked up in the back of my throat.

"Come on!?

Suddenly, a blanket is taken up with tremendous force.

When I opened my eyes, two men stood there.

"This the guy?

"Right. I have a brother, too."

He was looking for me...

When I wondered if they were going to take me out of the room, my heartbeat was severely disturbed and my hands began to shake.

The tremor even passes to Chianes, who was in a state of intimacy.

"Ya...... don't! Don't take your sister!

Between the two youngest men and me, Chianes slipped in and stood up.

But the youngest men are only gazing at me.

"Was his name Tico? I'll take you. Get up quick."

"Be nice, dude."

In an attempt to grasp me, the hand of the taller man's servant reaches out.

It was Chianes who reacted quickly to it.

"I'll protect you, sister!

Chianes kicked his taller lower son's tibia out of his mind.

They just had difficulty taking the center of gravity because their hands were chained together, I couldn't feel any power watching them from the edges.

Besides, Chianes is only twelve years old, and his muscular adult male youngest son has no power at all.

But it seemed enough to piss off my youngest.

"This little one!

A lower man's flat hand slams into Chianese's cheek, and a dry sound echoes into the room.

I unintentionally imagined the pain that Chianes had suffered due to the magnitude of its sound, and I sweated colder on my spine.

Another woman screams at the violence being wielded, chained to it and the indoors go into frenzy.

"Ooh! Sweet it up. Put it up! Man, I need to show you that I'm putting you in my room for mercy, ooh!?

Chianes is disappointingly gripped in the hair by a violent lower man and is forced to turn his face up.

I tried to say an apology to ask you to forgive me for what Chianes did.

But I couldn't move. I was scared.

I was just scared that an adult man would use violence so intimidating.

"Hey, don't. Take my brother too, don't let him get hurt yet."

"Ah...... oh, I did.... Shit, that's why I hate guys kids. Just this lady over here, okay? Oh, my God, you look so good. I'm gonna taste it."

I felt like my skin poppy at the inferior grin of my violent inferior man, but I was more worried about Chianes than that.

Chianes, thrown out to throw away, is trembling as he slams against the floor. I'm sure he's crying.

"If you don't want to be like my brother, stand up. This is the last time I'm gonna be nice to you."

The lower man on the shorter side gets a chilling impression in a pale tone, but the lower man on violence has a creepy feeling he doesn't have.

It feels ruthless.

I stood up so as not to show a bare gesture against a ruthless man.

I tremble when my legs are distressed by fear, and I can see that my knees are still going to break.

I'm intoxicated by the fluffy floating feeling in my head, and my breath is painful as if I were drowning under water.

Still, I stirred up my small, squishy heart and continued my upright posture.