The Marquis’ Eldest Son’s Lascivious Story

Through the castle gate, on the way down the current ramp of Newnelly Castle, I descended from my horse.

The falling impact caused the armor to rattle and make a metal noise, which is slightly deafening.

This return of Newnelly will be since the fall of Castle Rishleaf. In other words, if viewed from a civil perspective, it will be triumph.

Just like when I returned to the city of Nambonan, I was advised that it was better to ride with full armour and flaunt martial arts than to return gracefully in a carriage.

Up the hill, just in front of the castle, dozens of servants were waiting in line to cross the road.

And in the middle of that path stands Tesh, who is also my lead servant.

When I entrusted the horse's reins to a servant nearby, Tesh came by once to thank me.

"Good luck with your long journey. Boy."

"Welcome and hard work. … the city is in full swing, it took me a little time to walk. It was a lot more exciting than the city of Nambonan."

Apparently, the triumph had been communicated to the city well in advance, making it a great welcome mood.

I went out of my way to wear armor, so let's make the most of it... so I stopped going home on the straight line and circled around Newnelly City before returning to the castle.

"Since the martial arts of Fang Ma, who is responsible for the next generation of the Quordenze family, is a great pleasure for the citizens"

According to Tesh, by the time the reports of the fall of the Rishleaf reached the citizens of Newnelly, that was already a big fuss.

Most citizens do not understand, for example, the military importance of the Rishleaf region. However, anyone can see what the Spierzeik family is proud to mean when the "Great Shield of Voystra" is broken.

Simply put, the announcement of the end of Spierzeik,.

As I chatted with Tesh about what was going on here in Newnelly City these days, another carriage came and stopped in front of the hill.

Even when it comes to the slopes, they are well paved with stone, and it would be more appropriate to say that the steps are very wide. Climb one step, take about four steps and five steps, climb another step, that's the kind of staircase you can afford.

Horses can climb on their own, but just not in a wheeled carriage.

A servant who had refrained quickly moves and installs a small tarap to get out of the carriage.

At the same time, when the carriage door opened, the maid led Kohari to represent him. That trick, which looks around vigilantly, is reminiscent of a cat walking around the city.

"Mayor"

When she checks what I look like, she comes down rhythmically, tonguely, tongue-in-cheek, and slowly approaches the talap attached to the carriage.

I'm only making myself a little smaller to the first servants I see, but I can't feel the humility there. The word "quiet" came to mind about whether it was a good growing up around here.

"Um... what about your brother?

Kohari's first voice, which came just around the corner, was that.

Room-on, who was hitchhiking in the army and traveling on foot, left with a word of thanks as he entered Newnelly City.

The Bermakans are preparing the place to stay, so they grabbed the letter I prepared and went to say hello.

"... so the room-on is somewhere under the castle. Tico's brother was here with him, so maybe by now it's time you and I were spreading our bags."

"Kianes, too?

Is it a chore crew, Tico? My brother stuck to the room-on and apparently even came to Newnelly. Kohari, who worked at the mayor's mansion, also seemed to have quite an acquaintance with Tiko's brother.

Most importantly, I think Tico's chore level is a few steps up, as he has been tapped into his job by a room-on and fully used. I remember seeing Tico's brother several times in the hallway of the mayor's mansion with the material full of arms.

"If you have business in the room on, you should tell the person with you. Let's get him."

Like the mansion in the city of Nambonan, Kohari will have a maid attached.

Even though she wanted to, I brought her all the way to Newnelly City. It must be recognized as an important concubine.

When I turn my gaze to Tesh, he supplements these words.

"We have a dedicated maid ready to take care of Master Kohali around us. Introduction will be provided to guide you to your space. I have been contacted by the Vermacan family, so my brother knows where you are staying here too. If you need help, feel free to say so."

Kohari seems to have stroked his chest down to the statement that he knows where he is.

When he breathed small, he smiled.

"Regards"

Her thanksgiving move on the tesh she showed was natural and I can't feel anything in particular that I felt. It was a natural, uncomfortable thing to say that the lady spoke to the servant.

Kohali is somehow accustomed to the treatment of servants, and better educated for the good of the civilian population. I don't think it was a mistake to decide that there was no problem letting you live in a castle.

Besides, if we let him live in a different mansion, he could get along with a strangely communicative Eve and discover Ralph's presence. For once, the servants are laid with a warrant, so there will be no contact between Kohari and Eve if they are kept in the castle.

"Please, Tesh. Kohali is my loved one."

When I stood next to Kohali, I put one hand on that thin hip and held her body with me there as a fulcrum.

Fluffy, and the smell drifting from her long hair tickles her nostrils.

I still have to crawl into Kohari at night this evening. I stiffened my determination and my groin.

In the first place, I was planning on enjoying Kohari plenty on my return journey. But I enjoyed sex for a while because all the maids of the knights I let use it for lodging hit my taste.

Somehow, I feel like they're analyzing the type of woman I prefer from my previous sexual behavior.

Whatever it is, the truth is that Kohari is nearby because of it, but he hasn't held it yet.

"If there's something you can't talk to anyone about, you can tell me."

That said, I hugged him from the front to indulge in the scent of Kohali.

Gyu...... and the more strength he strengthens, Kohari leaks a troubling exhale.

This is how she likes to be held tight. Maybe it's because Room-On has been adoring Kohari this way, but this way she sounds so much better.

"………… Yes……"

"All right, good boy"

Upon finishing her embrace, she nodded at my words with remorse in her eyes.

I'm counting on this, Aura. When I look into my fully open eyes, I keep wanting to say "count on me".

A sister blessed with a good brother may naturally acquire the art of tickling masculinity.

As I started going inside the castle, Kohari started walking about my oblique back. Reach out and you'll get your arms together. I can see you walking with caution not to leave.

In the meantime, I decided to head over to Kohali's room.

I could have left the rest to the maids, but I wanted to know the location of the room beforehand.

It is the look of a night crawl.

It was just when I reached the private room assigned to Kohari.

"Brother."

From the corner of the hallway, Fannie and her accompanying group of servants appear.

Wavy bright blue long hair and a smile reminiscent of spring sunshine, my pretty sister.

"I'm home, Fannie"

Of course I knew her proximity with magic detection.

Fannie's had a magic detector, too, so much so that when I started moving to Kohali's room, I changed my movements along with it. "Brother, where are you going? Wait," the motion was really cute.

"... brother"

Fannie approaches me fast enough not to lose her grace. Seeing it and spreading her hands at an angle of about thirty degrees, she rolled into that sharp corner.

I close both sides to see how my nostalgic sister feels.

"My brother. Well..."

"Hehe, what's up, Fannie? Sweet as a little girl. Look, sweetie, sweetie."

Okay, okay, and as adorable as a dog and cat, I taste the softness of Fannie's hair at my fingertips.

It feels very good and seems to be stroked all the time like this without getting tired of it.

As if going behind my chest, Fannie pushes her body, head, and face. It's also as if some animal would mark it, and I feel strongly loving about the act.

At any rate, would I not be able to indulge in fanny swelling because of the thick cloth on my clothes? If you say greed, I want you to jump in thinner next time.

For now, let's indulge our sister in a dress layered with cuteness.

"Mmmm... 'cause your brother had a tough fight, didn't he? I was very anxious if you were hurt.... because your brother will never worry about me, will he?

Fannie stuck in my chest, and she looked at me upwards.

Those blue eyes everywhere, they won't let me go.

"You exchanged letters many times. I'll be fine."

When I stayed at Castle Rishleaf, I exchanged letters with Fannie, but every time, there was always a sentence saying, "Are you hurt?" Every time I said I was okay, but apparently I wasn't trusted at all.

"... is that true?

Peta, Peta, Peta.

Fannie dares, hands all over my body. You must be checking to see if I'm hurt. Never petting.

Brother, my penis is swollen. Can you confirm... the word was closing in, but I could push it in.

Neither does the boulder fanny, my ass, try to put his hand on my groin even if he touches it.

But wouldn't this make sense, paradoxically, that I could touch Fannie's ass, too? Wouldn't be.

"Your brother is safe and at ease..."

Petting against me seemed to be done with the magic residue check, and Fannie pushed her face against my chest again and then took a step back.

And turn your gaze as if expecting something.

"We're at the castle tonight, aren't we?

I take a deep breath in my brain for a moment so I don't get disturbed.

"I plan on staying here until my father and I go to King's Capital. I might go under the castle at noon."

You must be happy with my words, Fannie put her left hand on her cheek.

When Fannie is really happy, she puts one hand on her cheek to mislead the mouth that she lifts. Your brother knows everything about his sister.

"I need to talk to your brother a lot."

Fannie smiles calmly. I'm talking about sleeping with you tonight.

I wouldn't be happy if this meant "sleep" differently, but in this case it means "sleep" in a healthy way.

I was going to crawl into Kohari at night this evening. But can you scorn your sister with a dusty grin, sincerely happy to chat with me?

"I, too, have a lot to talk to Fannie about. You're with me."

The answer is no.

"Even your brother? Ugh."

I want to protect you, this smile. I don't know, I feel like Fannie's interfering with my intercourse every time in this pattern.

He is a brother without progress.

"... oh?

Here at last, Fannie seems to have noticed the presence of Kohali standing behind my diagonal.

Only for a moment my gaze shifted to Kohari, but it quickly returned to me.

"Brother."

Yeah? Something.

"This one, who has beautiful hair?

I'm a concubine, there was something hard to say.

Speaking of which, Fannie may be the first to see my concubine. I have many maids in the castle, but for Fannie, the maids are just servants. No wonder you're in the castle.

In other words, Kohari would be the first woman to appear as a concubine.

Maybe Eve and I aren't even face-to-face. There's no way a dedicated servant puts his daughter in Fannie's sight for pulling down a sign called Sex Slavery.

Now looking for words what to answer, one of the maids attached to Fannie quietly walked over. That's how I quietly slap Fannie in the ear.

Immediately Fannie replies in a small voice, "I see." The servant's words were small and hard to hear, but I heard something like the cut end of your sermon.

They told me it was a part I shouldn't touch.

"... brother. Looking forward to this evening."

"Ah... oh, right. I'm looking forward to it too."

It's an abruptly cut conversation, but if this topic is going to end, it's fine. Even this one doesn't want Fannie to know much about her lower body condition.

Well, I've been reported in a letter that there are several pregnant maids in the castle, including Odie. My assortment could be thin.

"Your father and mother are waiting for you. Let's go together."

Knock, and pull my arm, Fannie.

"Oh.... tesh"

"I'll take care of it"

Two maids went with the words, stepped forward and took a thank-you stance. Apparently, they'll take care of Kohari.

Even while I say hello to Kohali, my arm is drawn as hard. Its power, which was reluctant at first, gradually grows stronger.

Before my clothes were torn by the power of my ancestors, I broke up with Kohari.

"Guys, I've been looking forward to dining with your brother."

I don't think it's my fault Fannie's words sounded a little emotionless when I said that.

There was something about her that reminded me of the back of a cat pessimising her tail to the floor with her fingers tickling her hair with a rounded tip.

This time, I was given the insider of the next term.

For that reason, I thought there were quite a few events at the dining table.

Unsurprisingly, however, it ended only with praise for Operation Serpent Fang.

Originally, they would do something like an intrinsic formula after gathering all the knights serving the Qualdenze family, but as things stand, they can't afford to do that very much.

In addition to the operations involved in the control of the Rishleaf area, my father seems to be having a rough time anyway with the more complicated coordination of diplomacy and preparations for the impending departure of Wang Du Socialization.

It seems that the fait accompli is being built because they are announcing my next imperial insistence towards the surrounding aristocracy.

When I finished my meal, my father ordered me to come in the deepest part of the house before I went to bed.

He wants to talk in detail about standing around in Wangdu socializing, and about the next principals proviso.

Because it is the most important confidentiality of the Quordenze family, I think they want to hold a meeting out of the reach of their mother, who has the Evenapis family at home, even though they are allies.

Neither did the dining room, nor the letter of the king's capital.

I will go down the stairs while organizing the challenges that will come out of this evening's meeting in my brain.

After the meal, Fannie said, unfortunately away, that she had a routine study or something.

When I got out of hand, I thought about meeting Odie and asked the maid director to show me around.

"I am truly sorry to invite you to such a narrow place"

I don't mind.

"Odie, Boy is here. I'll be in."

The maid chief speaks to the door.

When he heard the noise coming from the indoors, the maid manager opened the door and went inside.

"Odie, it's been a while."

Inside, there was an appearance of Odie sitting in an euthanasia chair.

"Boy. I'm sorry, to this point."

"Fine, stay. Don't move. It's okay."

I took control of Odie in the palm of my hand trying to get up and thank him, and I came closer.

The servant set up the same chair opposite Odie, so I sit back on it.

When I looked into my stomach, I saw a different swelling than obesity.

"Your stomach's grown."

"Thanks to you, go well.... I can only thank you, Boy."

Odie's gesture, which caresses his stomach softly, is tender, full of mercy.

I decided to put this afternoon on a tour for pregnant women.

While I was at Castle Rishleaf, I had received some birth control reports from the maids.

I wanted to have a direct conversation with them, not just a letter, for taking my scattered love firmly in my womb. I believe aftercare is important to continue my fun postpartum sex life.

Of course the fish we're going to catch, but it's the fish we catch that should be sprinkled with bait.

That's why I decided to look around my face from Oddy for now.

"By the way, aren't you going to go home or something? I don't feel comfortable staying in the castle..."

Odie is still a young maid boss position, and if you say so in a company, it's a management position. The current situation is like taking maternity leave and being at work.

My senses make me feel somewhat uncomfortable.

But Odie responded with a smile.

"Even when I say return home, it is in the end a mansion in Newnelly City...... I have lived in this castle since I was born and willing. It doesn't mean I don't feel comfortable. And I have a mother here, so it's easy to talk to her."

Odie's home is a knight based in Newnelly.

"Besides, right now, in the separate mansion, the Minutes are living just like me. With me, they wouldn't mind either, would they?

From Minute's point of view, Odie hits his boss. Sure, if I always had a supervisor at work during pregnancy, I'd likely take a lot of stress.

"If Odie's fine, that's fine."

Even for me, I have nothing to say if Odie is going to live healthy and have a healthy baby. In fact, her words seemed like something out of the heart.

I approach Oddy and kiss him gently. The mouthpiece was accepted without any particular resistance.

"... Is Odie someone who doesn't really believe in superstition?

"Superstition?"

"Aren't you still talking to me normally?... There would be something called baby jealousy, wouldn't there?

What a lovely superstition to stay away from because being with you makes me thrilled.

Minute, Anna, etc. were so frightened of that superstition that the one they were looking at made them anxious.

But Odie is flat on my lips.

It's not like I want to be avoided, but it makes me think that they kind of hate it when they're floating around like this too.

"If you're offended, I'm sorry. It's just that... about Boy..."

"I hated it," he said.

I was gonna joke about it, but I got a much more pitiful voice than I expected.

Then Odie gave a compelling grin and whispered in my ear to hide the words from the maid chief, who was also my mother.

"... I've known about you since you were a baby, and there's a big part of you that's conscious, in awe, of being like your brother. So I thought maybe this kid would be jealous too."

Looking at me as my brother, the master muscle, is something no other maid can do, and I can't tell you.

Born between father and maid chief, it may seem that way because of his position as a half-sister.

Besides, Odie's been taking care of me since I was an infant. It's hard to be aware of men, and they may recognize them in such directions as brother and child.

And most importantly, it would be huge that Odie still loves her husband.

Even though she got pregnant after taking my child, the couple seems to have gotten better than before. I don't understand the chastity of a knight.

I thought I could make Odie my scalpel by seeding it, but that came off the shape.

However, as far as I'm concerned, I'm not going to force the couple apart at the moment because Odie's smile comes first.

Just let me seed it when I'm hungry.

I hold Odie, Wynn, Odie can fulfill her duties as a stepdaughter, Wynn, Odie's husband gets a stepdaughter, Wynn, and the knights have more stepfathers and Wynn.

Win-win, win-win, is no longer the driving sound of a vibe.

"I'm gonna touch you for a second, okay?

"Go ahead."

On my stomach, I touch my hand. There's a kid I planted in here.

The situation of having my husband approved seeded my half-sister was truly disloyal and good.

"You're not feeling well?

"Yeah, I'm fine."

I sat in a chair, took Odie's hand, and held it with both hands.

I'll plant the next one as soon as my current child is born, and I'll secretly consolidate my resolve.

"Though magical, it would be your first birth, wouldn't it? I don't know if there's any trouble, but if you need anything, you can talk to me directly."

To what I said, Odie got a decent look.

And turn your gaze back on my mother/maid director.

"Boy. Odi currently has a full-time healer. Please understand that."

"Hmm? Yeah."

"I have no experience because I am a slave ancestor, but they say that the magic that comes out of my body can be very unstable during my pregnancy. Oddy seems to be doing well today, but I hear that on terrible days, he sometimes loses his magic over a few days. In other words, in the meantime you will be in the same condition as the flesh of your slave ancestors"

I had always known that magic would become unstable during my pregnancy, but I had no idea that my output would be zero. I thought it was about half output or unstable magic activation at best.

Is that all right? I said stop. The maid chief has just said that he has a full-time healer on him. Disturbed by this, I don't dress up as a nobleman.

"Oddy, is that right?

"Yeah, it was very scary at first in my first experience. … What a brittle thing to say about the body of civilians and those born without it. … some elderly people get very friendly to civilians, but I know just a little bit how it feels"

Those who possess magic will have more time when they get older and no magic is output. Eventually they will have a life expectancy, but at this time few will ever wake up to mercy for the civilian population.

By taking the same level as those who have previously looked down on you as fragile beings, you realize that you "live well in such a weak body"...

When Odie was talking about smudging and the gratitude of magic, the maid chief told me to tell him.

"This is the same thing for anyone who is a woman of magic. Please understand this area very well when Fang Ma is greeted by his rightful wife sooner or later. As anxious as my cousin Odie remembered, how anxious would the noble wife remember? Supporting it, because even a boy who can be my husband"

If now the magic of the Lord's ancestors is lost... if it were me, I'd be pulled for fear of injury or death.

"I see. Let's remember very well"

"... and infants and toddlers also do not have stable magic output. If you are unlucky, you may die of a disease that affects civilians, even the sons of your ancestors."

Distant memory, that's about right after I was reincarnated into El Salvador.

I was an infant and one day I was in terrible shape, but I remember having it cured by my mother's healing magic. I guess that means I caught a cold because the magic power output was zero.

"Do women have any men as their magic becomes unstable in pregnancy? I wonder if that would be the situation for me too..."

The one who answered the question was Tesh, who was with me.

"Aging only. …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………"

I added, as I recall, that way Tesh spoke felt nuanced as if he knew a real example.

Just a little, anxiety sprouts.

"The after-effects of the magic remnants… Will your grandfather be okay? If we lose our magic while we're standing on the Rishleaf, there's nothing we can do."

No matter how many red ghosts you call a hundred wars smell, you can't fight satisfactorily without the gasoline called magic.

"We apologize for your concern. But don't worry. The story of the Great Master's magic becoming unstable has not been confirmed. Still, I guess I'm not old enough for the magic to start to dry up. Besides, the Great Master should not allow the war to continue in a state of unstable magic. If there's anything left, it's going to be a burden on the husband and the boy."

Well, that makes sense. And it didn't even look like Tesh was lying.

If the magic of the ancestral class reaches zero, the surrounding people will definitely notice, so they cannot be deluded.

"Good, then.... it was kind of like knowing a real example like that."

"No, it's only natural that Bo will be worried about his big husband. Excuse me."

And Tesh gave him a contemplative look for a moment, then he said.

"............ we have heard that some of the martial officers who have been attacked many times by the Lord's ancestors have such symptoms. To his ancestors, the power of his ancestors is too great. It's not uncommon to have sequelae."

We're at war, and that damage naturally extends to martial arts officers.

There must have been a lot of fighting with the Lord ancestors when cutting out the outside world. Then inevitably, there must have been a lot of sacrifices.

Because of my slightly darker face, Tesh made a statement about the aftermath of the martial arts officer to fix it. He said the sequelae were more of an injury to the honor I fought for my master and not of the nature I feel backward.

I don't think I've ever been more distracted by an end martial officer or soldier than I need to be when I lead a soldier.

"However, I think it would be better not to talk too much about magic remnants to the Big Master"

Though an injury to his honor, it is true that he left behind sequelae.

My grandfather, who fights on the front lines, may have some thoughts.

I don't really feel like my grandfather cares about that, but I guess that's right if Tesh says so.

I was honest with you.