The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

Half a month has passed for the rest of the year.

I'm scheduled to leave for Newnelly City tomorrow.

Newly hired servants were rushing to arrange my return at the mayor's mansion and the perverted mansion.

"You look a lot better."

"Ku......"

Coming to the Kohari room in the perverted mansion, Kohari slept well.

Caressing her forehead casually, she smiles asleep.

About the day I welcomed Kohari into the perverted mansion, I hardened my cock and visited the room, but she was sick.

He seemed physically and mentally tired when he was getting ready for the dowry and moving, and he caught a cold.

I was going to hold it while I made a man appeal that I could rely on Kohari for anxiety in my new environment. I wondered if I could call Anna in time. I had a lonely night.

The timing was bad and I got stuffy not being able to hold Anna the next day, but the result was that I was able to enjoy 120 percent of my first sex with Rave with the effect of two days of banning ona. This is what happens when disaster turns to bliss.

"Don't worry, Miss Kohari is almost well again."

One old woman opened her mouth when she stopped nadenade on her forehead.

"Um, thank you for your hard work"

"The young man seems kind and above all. The day will be near when you can have kids in this way, and the lady will be delighted. Hiccup."

The old woman, who gives a sneery, short, high laugh like a sneer, is an escort attached to Kohari.

He is over 90 years old and has skin full of wrinkles like a paper balloon with no air.

Even though the words and movements were leisurely characteristic of the old man, the product was felt in every one of the behaves. I have no feelings whatsoever about giving thanks to my lord and it is a very natural operation.

This escort woman is not just an old woman, she is an old woman from the Knights.

He looks like this, but because he has some experience of being a martial officer in his parents' army while he has magic, he is no match for being a bunch in a civilian without magic.

"I just hope your companionship stays put for a while. Sick."

"Oh, I know. Just a visit."

If noble sons conceive civilians, but children born are often adopted by knights.

For the sons of the LORD and the slave ancestors are bound to be subordinates, that is, magical children.

Since knights cannot survive without magic, securing their ancestors is also the most mind-boggling issue for knights.

With the exception of the progenitor, only the combination of the progenitor and the progenitor produces the progenitor's children.

For this reason, the knights in the realm sometimes hold pageants that gather only the sons of their ancestors.

They are desperate to protect their homes.

Adoption is frequent for the sake of the importance attached to preserving family names over blood muscles in knights.

There are a number of knights in the territory of Quordenze, but assuming you make a lineage diagram, it would be something odd, like layering a number of spider nests. That's how deep the blood ties between the knights in the realm are.

According to the book, the knighthood system on the Elo continent began when the nobility entrusted part of the land to the concubine's son.

I think the theory is quite powerful given the genetic relationship of magic, and most of the time it reaches the lord nobleman when he actually goes back up the family chart of the Knight family.

For this reason, there is no resistance at all to the knight's acceptance of the concubine's son as his adopted son. Rather, he boasts that it is a sign of trust.

Meanwhile, even for concubines, this adoption is a delicious story.

The most stable life for the civilian population of the Elo continent is to live about the ruler side.

If you belong to an aristocratic side with overwhelming power, you are almost unlikely to be subjected to irrational manipulation as long as you are in its territory.

If seen from the civilian population, the fact that my son will be adopted by the Knights is like a bright future has already been confirmed at that point.

It's unlikely that a magician wearing the upbringing of a knight will be unhappy, whether he becomes a martial officer or a civilian.

"Because you're beautiful, Miss Kohari. This woman will know what it's like to be a young woman who wants to see you."

Not long ago, I called to see if there were any knights in the city of Nambonan who could provide escorts.

Anna, the councilman, needs an escort, as does Kohali, who has the opportunity to go out.

The first person there to raise his hand is the Evermill family, the home of this escort woman. They formed an escort team faster than any other knight.

Previously on Around, there's only one Knight family I can adopt.

In the case of the Quordenze family, a system is adopted whereby only the families of the knights who have won the right to negotiate can propose adoption to their concubines.

The Evermill family was commended by my father for providing an escort team and gained the right to negotiate adoption for a child born in the city of Nambonan.

It should be noted that there is no guarantee that adoption will actually be concluded just because we have obtained the right to negotiate.

Of course, if I disagree, if the concubine refuses, it won't work.

While on escort duty, the escort woman seems to be stealth marketing the virtues of the city of Evermill to be a positive judgment material when it comes to negotiating adoption.

Incidentally, Anna seems to get twice as much of a story back about the city of Nambonan when she talks about the city of Evermill, and the escort woman says she's worried about her future propaganda policy.

"...... hmm....... uhm?

"Mm, did I wake you up"

It must have happened in a conversation between me and the escort lady, her big red eyes opening up.

Kohari, who had been asleep for a few days, also looked a little tired.

The escort woman smiles silently and moves to the corner of the room to refrain from posturing.

Enjoy the meeting just for me and Kohari, that would be a consideration.

"Kohari. Glad you're feeling better"

Using a handy thing called healing magic can easily cure illness and the like, but in the case of civilians, they don't do that very often.

I don't know what the logic is, but they can't immunize themselves if they magically cure the disease, and if they get a chance, they'll suffer again, and they're prone to getting worse.

For this reason, if there are people nearby who can use healing magic like Kohari this time, priority will be given to natural recovery, healing magic that will restore health or relieve symptoms a little when it is really hard.

I don't get sick in the first place except when I was an infant or toddler with unstable magic in the case of my ancestors and cousins, so I don't care about immunization and do healing magic.

I once caught a cold when I was a kid too, but I remember having my mother cure magic and healing it completely in an instant.

"Huh... Mayor...?

"You're not, are you?

"Dear Wilk..."

When I was in the perverted mansion, he told me to call him by name.

I kissed Kohari's cheek lightly and praised him for what he could call it by name.

"I missed you, Kohari."

Leaving me asleep close to Kohari, I stroke my hair.

I guess the slight blurring is due to not taking a bath, it wasn't the usual good touch.

"Well done. Anything you want?

If it was Japan in the past life, I would buy you a peach can, but unfortunately, there are no cans on the Elo continent.

The Pioneering Order has invested a lot of money in the development of cans, but so far it has not been able to satisfy itself.

I waited for an answer as I soft-touched Kohari, who had just woken up and had no idea.

"What do you want, is it?

"Oh. You'd have been sick and hard, wouldn't you? It's a cured celebration."

I want a penis, I want to be told.

"... Um"

Then Kohari blushed and hid the lower half of his face with a blanket.

Do you really want a penis?

"... sold in Newnelly City, with tortoise craftsmanship... that... oh, that's what I want"

"Yeah?"

I've seen it before when I had a market date with Minute, but the fine workmanship with turtle methyl is a little specialty near Newnelly City.

Compared to Newnelly City, the number of citizens in Nambonan City wearing tortoise craftsmanship ornaments is not high. Maybe I'm not producing around here.

But I don't know what Kohari wants. What is an array of tortoises?

I don't think it comes to mind because of Kohari's shy appearance that it is somehow such an erotic system item.

The escort lady seems to have noticed that I haven't come with a pin. The escort woman, who was holding back in the corner of the room, held two fingers together and made a rubbing move on her arm before pointing to the blade of the sword she was offering on her hips.

Oh, a razor.

Speaking of which, Kohari's manhair is still growing.

This is the condition of an unmarried or fiancée-free woman and does not fit with Kohari's current position.

Maybe you've been waiting forever for me to give you a razor.

Then I did something wrong. Have your hair shaved properly for me. Kohari is my concubine now, so I must take full responsibility.

"Oh, okay. Give me something beautiful."

Around wanting a level of product that is within reach of the general public rather than a luxury item, a young lady who was unknown to the public may have figured out a little something about the value of money.

"... looking forward to it"

How adorable of Kohari to smile while keeping his face hidden with a blanket.

Glad to be sweet, it seemed to convey that sentiment.

I love Kohari like that too, I accidentally hugged her body.

"Ah… ♡"

I just want to plant the seeds before I leave, but I can't do that to a sick kohari.

Let's quell the erect dick somewhere else.

"Huh ♡ Jiuru ♡ Chiu, ha... ♡"

"Ugh, Anna... So, we're leaving..."

I haven't seen Anna in a long time since the council was busy or something lately.

Before I left the city of Nambonan, I wanted to seed Anna for the last time this year.

Anna in a standing back position, with her hands against the wall, only her neck facing this way and her lips against mine.

"Mmm, let me out... ♡ I want a lot, a lot"

"Ku! Gu!

Amongst Anna, who is perfectly receptive, I poured out plenty of children.

Anna's gasping voice echoes well into the stone council chamber, and, in particular, the semen pours in as she is accustomed.

"Ha... ha... ♡ I like it... Mayor, Chiu ♡"

"Mm-hmm. Anna, I like you, too. Ugh... Ugh..."

I pulled out my penis after ejaculating until I was sober.

The semen starts to sag between the skirts because they were still playing dressed. This is really erotic and good.

As I look at the sight satisfactorily, Anna kneels down in front of my semen filled penis and starts cleaning.

"Huh... Huh... ♡ Huh... ♡ Huh... ♡ Huh.... Ngu"

Unlike Minute and Odie, who were taught Ferra technology by the maid length, Anna's cleaning Ferra was planted by me.

Watching Anna start acting horny with her own manipulation fills her chest with satisfaction.

There is a sense of accomplishment that I raised one woman to be sketchy, something I can't wait to see.

"... hmm?

"Yeah? What's up?

Anna, who was smiling and shaving my penis, makes an eyebrow a letter to.

"Pfft.... a little thin, maybe"

Last night, of course, I am squeezed out by Ravé as soon as I wake up this morning.

No matter how young my body is, I just can't make that much recovery by noon.

You won't have to feel that Anna is thin either.

I've been firing semen here lately in the mood of somehow having multiple debts.

The testicle, which is desperately creating semen beyond its limits, is no longer being turned into a complete black company.

Proprietor, I cannot forbid sympathy for the golden balls that are used for brain pleasure.

"You remember my taste so well, I'm glad to hear it."

"Nfu...... chu ♡"

Praise Anna for her good taste of my semen, not mentioning why it is thin.

Anna began to look familiar when she kissed the turtle head on the finish of the cleaning.

Plumbing dripping semen with cloth or fixing messy clothes and hair The trick felt colourful and I liked to see how it looked. It's like a dessert after dinner.

"Um... Mayor. Are you sure it's okay to keep councillors like this? We also got a room in the mansion..."

"Hmm? No, there's no problem because there are examples of people working outside. I'm wearing an escort."

When it comes to concubines, I have the image of being well surrounded, but it actually works well for me.

Because aristocratic sexuality is delicate, servants, of course, try to respond to the child's sexual preferences as best their parents can.

It is due to parents' desire that their children be willing to have sex.

One very famous example of parental consideration is an episode of a noble son who loved the daughter of a knight.

The noble son fell in love with the figure of a knight daughter fighting on the battlefield and said he was obsessed with interacting outdoors after the battle.

Parents who found out about it deliberately sought out the bandits and gave orders to their son to come crusade them.

The parent's maneuver was a brilliant big win, and his son, who didn't like sex, eventually liked as many as twenty knight daughters and welcomed them as concubines.

That's how he succeeded in making nearly a hundred kids.

Besides, the battlefield seems to be an important element in boosting libido.

Even a nobleman delicate in his sexuality sometimes accidentally offends a woman out of the excitement of battle, he said.

So much so that some theories argue that the original purpose of the aristocratic son fulfilling his first line is to elevate his emotions and awaken his village daughter to rape and sexuality.

There are mountains of these episodes in the aristocratic neighborhood.

I know exactly how much emphasis is placed on child making.

The reason Anna can continue to work for councillors and taverns is ultimately simple: "The young man seems to be erected in the figure of Anna, who moves vigorously. Then we must support it," the servants recognize.

In a way, that's the truth.

Anna is more attractive to be bright and shiny in the eyes than she is to be a doll in the mansion.

If you want to eat anyway, it will be the humans who want to eat the best part.

"It's like there's a lot of young girls in your mansion... and I've been forgotten."

I just worked in a tavern for years, and Anna has a good love trick.

I'm good at appealing to my concerns in a tone that doesn't make me feel jealous.

Anna is 26 years old. One around would care if the younger Kohari were in the mansion. Plus the presence of protective daughters.

Regardless of what I think, a 26-year-old woman is treated as an older woman on the Elo continent.

"Hmm, no need to worry about that boring. Don't worry, I'll never let you go when I tell you I don't like Anna."

You can't let go of a woman who has stained her body with so much fluid.

I hold Anna forcefully and make an appeal that I will never let go.

The smell of drifting semen was so hard, I had to put up with it because it was what I put out.