Carmia was milk-conscious.
I danced with her about two songs, but very little I could feel that milk pressure, only to the point of being counted with one hand. It was a halfway point, a few times when the tip of my chest just hit me a little and I pulled myself back.
Normally, this is the usual degree of intimacy. But for me, who has been in touch and landed with several princesses of koala, that is too much.
But can we launch an aggressive touching offensive against the next head of the Athellahan family, the corner of the kingdom's five nobles? Even though I had an excuse for force majeure, I didn't have the guts to storm that far.
I am sincerely careless, even if I am not prepared for Shinto and pointed at my back finger.
In the end, it was vain dance time when my cock just became hunyahuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
"See you later"
It was just a little funny that Carmia couldn't get her hands off me when I left. She looked a lot clearer, but she also seemed to be hosting an inner koala.
"Lord Novalf, thank you for a wonderful evening"
A little sweaty Plume was saying goodbye next door.
Don't be too conscious because I feel like my brain is going to be shattered when I just ask for the line.
After breaking up with the Atelahan fiancée pair, I put my exploration into her. I need to hear what was so much fun for the future.
What if she told me she had a nice thick, mucky, hard arm or something? Whatever the muscle is, that physique can't be reached at the genetic level.
"It was a pleasure listening to your father and mother."
From Plume with a dusty smile, I felt young enough for my age. Maybe it's been a long time since I've felt like a child.
Nevertheless, Novalf, who was studying in Wang Du, would not have trouble talking to other houses in this socialization. I think I have a mountain of iron plate material.
"And they taught you how to dance, which is popular in Wang Du? Feet and hands... not like this... like this."
At the corner of the aisle she took my hand and took small steps to show it.
It is a nigga face that your sister said she would teach you. You must have wanted to actually try out your newly acquired knowledge, your voice was playing a little too.
"There's still time, and can you tell me while I dance again?
"Let it be."
Nothing. I wasn't interested in the dance that was prevalent in the King's Capital. I just wanted to re-touch and purify Plume's body, which was betrayed by other men.
After that, I worked in a lot of marking activities.
Thanks to this, I was able to regain enough peace of mind by the time I acted separately from her.
There is no clock on the El Oo continent.
I don't know if you don't have the skill to make elaborate mechanical devices, or if you just don't need to live through time, until that exact reason.
In Newnelly City we observe the position of the sun and tap the bell, but on rainy days it doesn't even sound like it. But still, it was the way of life of the El Continental people that was not in trouble.
Sometimes, however, there is a way to know the time at events where nobles gather. At this night club, a band continues to play BGM at the main venue.
You can try to match the song currently played with the playlist posted near the stage. Because the night club ends when the performance is over, anyone who knows the song properly can know the general progress.
It is quite a small system, where the melodies indicate time.
"How long is it now?
My maid with me is back from the main venue, so I'll check the time.
The Pucci Exchange, an invitation from Prince Dunkel, had been invited in the form of "come as soon as this song is ready to begin". It is a rare time-designated call on the Elo continent.
I was worried about the timing of my visit because I hadn't been aware of time. I wonder if it would be better to go to the right place at the specified time, or if it would be good enough to be a little late, which is what bothers me.
According to the maid, we can still afford it until the promised time. But I decided to head to the rendezvous point one foot away. It is also a place I visited yesterday on a tour of the Royal Castle, so I do not need to ask the Levios people to guide me.
As the next owner of the Qualdenze family, it may be good enough to be late, but I don't really care. As much as I want to arrive first if it's enough to be the last, I want to arrive around the second and third if possible.
If no one was around to see how things were going from far away, you should just take a walk around and kill time.
"Ready for things?
"It's neat. We just received confirmation from the people who are holding back in the waiting room. The handover was completed without delay."
That's all I checked, and I walked out of the hall. The Petite Exchange is supposed to be held under this starry sky.
The Royal Castle Garden is a place for a large number of people to eat and drink. The servants of the Levios family, who had liquor and dishes in their hands, seemed busy.
Some Qualdenze nobles noticed my presence from time to time, but now that they were caught, the story seemed prolonged, so I gently proceeded to walk towards just a smile.
"That was a little early."
A large east house is set up almost in the centre of the garden, in a place that has been soiled and slightly elevated. That is the designated meeting place and the stage for the Petit Exchange.
I took a little peek in the form of a look up, but I was still in the middle of having the maids of the Levios setting up the place.
Because of this, let's take a look around the garden that's different from noon. I change my mood for a walk.
The venue zone of the garden can be distinguished by whether or not there is a temporary candlestick. The dark spot is outside the venue.
The makeshift candlestick looks like a trident spear with five more piercing areas. It was protruding perpendicular to the ground, with a candle as thick as a human bone sting on the tip of his ear.
Five lights swinging in every way make a beautiful garden rise from the bottom of the darkness at night. The unseen beauty of the panorama was somewhere mysterious, something that attracted my heart.
After walking to your heart for a while, you will eventually reach the non-existent area of the temporary candlestick. There is no one around here because most noblemen who enjoy eating and drinking in the garden gather right near the royal castle.
From here on out, there's just a lot of space filled with night color. This is not a nightclub venue, I felt like they were saying that in the dark.
* Before I make a turn, I look up somehow. There were brilliant stars shining.
"Young lady"
I can hear the maid who was following me in silence. It would mean going back to the venue.
The same word again where I tried to reply to it, but now it was uttered with tension.
"Young lady"
With no detective magic activated, the maid seems to be better at detecting signs than I am. Looking back, I could see that something was closing in.
It is dim because of the full moon and the fire on the makeshift candlestick, and the counterpart is not well seen in the backlight.
Will there be Hippos who will not even activate lighting magic on the outskirts of such a venue? First of all, I would definitely be the one for the purpose.
"I don't know which idiot, but I thought I could do something about it."
The rule is not to bring in anything noisy because it's a night club. I didn't bring in any weapons.
But as long as you keep your distance, one of the two ancestors should be able to deal with it.
"Young lady. Is that..."
Without waiting for the maid's words, the figure came close to a small run and clarified who she was.
Beautiful pure white hair that shimmers and sways as it dissolves in the light of the moon. And paired with it, the dress dyed deeper in black than the darkness of night had a strong gravitational pull that caught the eye of the beholder and wouldn't let go.
Bright red and blue, not compatible with the poor, flimsy look. Big eyes capture this one with a sense of activity.
The identity was Mirendorva Orcian.
"Whew..."
I was stunned to know which idiot.
I accidentally put one hand on my hip, but there is no sword there. Oh, my God, it's a round hips. I want you to give me a break.
"Young lady, I will."
The maid didn't tell me that it would be. But it is also clear from the voice color that it means it.
Mirendorva Orcian has already been accredited as a top notch in the Qualdenze family.
As you peek at this exchange, Orcian slows down a little and comes closer.
"Stand back. I'll handle that opponent."
"Don't, young lady"
"Back off."
I should have brought a more busy maid, I regretted it enough to make me want to sigh on the spot.
This maid is a cute little girl for you. I was going to invite you to bed one of these days if I felt like it. I don't want to show you what you're not dressed for here. Young lady, I want to make a baby while they think it's beautiful.
I took a quiet deep breath and then dared to open my mouth wide to squeeze my courage.
"Who!
The voice seems to have served as a restraint, and Orcian stops perfectly on the spot.
At this distance, will the threat of magic come next? I boost my magic all over my body and get in the mood so I can fight at any time.
But what a loose girl voice it was that returned.
"Mr. Wilk, it's me, me! Lucia."
With her hands patterned over her head, she began to appeal to herself.
It is a behavior that is too aristocratic. Ex-civilians, what a move to be drained of poison, although it is something that cannot be helped given that it is also from the land of fog.
Somehow, but I didn't feel like I was going to alarm this one and ambush him. You don't seem very smart.
It must have been conveyed that this one had slightly loosened its guard, Orcian began to approach again. I walk back and keep my distance so they don't understand me.
"Isn't this Princess Orcian? I heard you weren't attending tonight's gathering, but why are you here?
Yes, she's not supposed to come to the royal castle today.
The fluctuation of the example's intent to kill made the presence of Orcian completely alert from other houses, regardless of faction. He is recognized as a dangerous person who suddenly punches other houses.... You're rightly recognised, yeah, there's no misunderstanding here.
Either way, Grand Duke Mirendorva probably decided it wasn't a good idea to put her on the tabular stage under this circumstance. An emissary from the Mirendorva family came to the Qualdenze family this morning to inform them of their absence.
"Huh? Really? I'm just here because I was invited. I heard there's plenty of good food..."
You seem to be wearing the wrong question as to why you're here, so I'll correct it.
"Here, that doesn't mean the royal castle. Asking why you followed me. I guess the reason you came out of a venue like this is because you need me for something, huh?
The words get a little tight inside out.
But when Orcian gave him a stiff look in those words, he paired his hands with his pussy.
"Yes, I was going to apologize to Wilk. I also asked Mirendorva's uncle if he got into a fight because of my mistake."
"... I've already received an apology from Grand Duke Mirendorva."
As she denied my words, she shook her head wide, left and right. Her hair fluttered and swayed beautifully with exaggerated action. Sounds like a good smell.
"You have to apologize to yourself properly if you do something wrong. 'Cause your brother always says. That's why I wanted to apologize. I was looking for you."
With that said, she puts her fingers together as they are when she aligns her hands in the shape of a par again with her pussy, just a little upward.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wilk"
Because she stands in a position to bear the moon, she also looks like a praying Virgin. There was certainly a sacred atmosphere there that made me hesitate to even touch it.
No, this girl would be too swallowed while keeping all those cases going. Do you only think to the extent that we had a bit of a fight? I haven't forgotten that murderous intimidation.
"... no? Angry?"
... He looks so cute that he's likely to cause memory problems. It makes me want to forget everything and forgive.
I'm horrible because I have a glimpse of the beauty that occasionally gives me goosebumps, even though I have a chest, a pecan, and a childish face right now.
In a few more years, she's going to be a beauty of terror that makes her groin hard as a stone's throw the moment she sees her. It is no longer a cock version of Medusa.
"... ok. I accept your apology."
Only the main thing is the Grand Duke's apology, not to mention Orcian's.
It was just a hassle to explain to this daughter what a nobleman's apology was, and I decided to keep it easy to accept because I would have trouble even if she was freakishly assaulted.
Besides, kids who can do bad things and apologize properly are good kids. I want Orcian to grow up to be a good kid. If her sexual roots rot, I'm in danger.
"Really? Will you forgive me?
I said I'd get an apology, but I didn't say I forgive you.
I'm very worried about whether it's a good thing to say yes. You can refuse because it's such a request to butch out the sidelines of the inter-aristocratic negotiations, but you wouldn't understand that kind of fine interaction with this girl.
In the meantime, I decided I could rebel as much later because I'm in the middle of a night club.
"Damn, I didn't expect to talk like this in the middle of a nightclub..."
I don't like the idea that this isn't a night club statement because it's outside the venue, so I'll just hang up the insurance just in case. I'm safety first.
"Okay. Let's forgive the other day here and now.... but I don't want you to imitate that again. I need you to contact me for a visit before you come."
"Ugh!
"... I'll tell you what, I'll be in touch until I get permission from the Mirendorva family. I'm not gonna call you just because I told you I was going to go to someone, am I?
"Really?
It was a dangerous place. They almost stormed me again.
"If you live in the Mirendorva family, there will be people around you. If you want to do something, you should check with them and then move."
And I realized in the middle of what I was saying that it is only Orcian who is here now. I don't have a caretaker's servant on me.
When I asked him why he was acting alone, he said he wanted to apologize to me and he was opposed from around him, and then he came out because he didn't think it was obvious. Too much expected behavior made me rather relieved.
"The feeling of trying to do what I thought was right may be important, but it's too direct. Sometimes if you don't look around and act, you don't get the results you want."
I don't need to preach like this, but I say what I think. The feeling is pulled over there because she is too civilian. I am also a small citizen.
"haha...... my brother used to say the same thing"
"If the idea of an apology comes from my brother's words, then listen honestly to my brother's words about looking around"
"Ugh!"
Do you understand that there is no objection, uh- it was Orcian who just stepped on the estate in a roar. Maybe it's a little tea eye from her, but this one's pretty scary. I don't want any more intimidation fights.
"... I want to ask you one thing, is that brother as powerful a magician as Princess Orcian?
"No, I'm not. Your brother is a normal person."
He understands that he's not normal.
"Right.... Wouldn't it be a good brother to be able to complain to such a sister? You're staying at the Mirendorva Mansion?
He is an awesome gutsy brother who can pay attention to his sister like such a rambling horse. Honestly respect.
You were happy to be praised for your brother, Orcian nodded honestly.
I meant to ask you carelessly, but this is a huge gain. In the future, if you come into conflict with Orcian, raid the Mirendorva Mansion and take his brother hostage.
"Still, it's hard to pick up anyone with you."
I'm tired of literally chatting while maintaining a life-threatening tension, which is not the same as a noble conversation. I have a lot to ask, but I don't know where the mines are being laid, so I can't move on worrying about where to start.
Could the aristocrats in conversation with me have felt this way? Thinking about it just makes me feel a little sorry.
As far as her previous behavior is concerned, she probably won't attack me angrily, even if I'm kidding around somewhat. But that's just a reason to think with your head. The flesh reacts to the supermighty magic that exists in front of it, and the heart rate is nagging from just now.
It was so hard to keep the cool and cool Quoldenze Wilk mask.
I prayed that the servants of the Mirendorva family taking care of Orcian would pick me up soon, but there was no sign of them coming.
So I noticed something once again.
"Speaking of which, you've often noticed I'm here. I didn't realize you were here..."
Night club venues are huge, so it's hard to imagine I've seen them by chance.
I watched my surroundings with beauty and girl checks, so if only I had an Orcian who looked like a Barriola girl, I would have noticed right away and ran away.
"Wilk, I learned how your magic feels before, so I was wondering if I could find it, so I could do all sorts of things."
"Is it okay to activate detective magic in a place with a lot of nobles like this?
"That's what we're all saying, that you're going to feel bad. But nothing. I'm fine. Here."
I feel the magic in Orcian's body fade away. It must be activating detective magic.
As I felt the other day, this is another subtly different way of shaking magic than the detective magic I use.
"Isn't that magic told to you by the Mirendorva family?
"No, I'm not. I've been using it for a long time."
"I knitted it myself," he said?
"I'm exaggerating that I knitted it out. I could have done it when I realized."
And she added that she had not been taught any particular magic by the Mirendorva family. On the contrary, when he lived in a foggy land, he said there was not a single person around him who used magic.
All of the magic, starting with physical enhancement magic, is said to be magic that I have worked out on my own. When it comes to detective magic, did it flash with vengeance against the Eves? He is the guy who wakes up to new powers with anger or something like the protagonist of juvenile comics.
Orcian is a civilian, from the land of fog. You may consider that upbringing on magic is almost non-existent.
She's just wielding her immense magic as a matter of course. That's as natural as humans breathe or move their hands.
"Not only physical enhancement magic, but also self-development to detective magic..."
Magic is supposed to be created by strong human desires, desires, and instincts.
For example, even a blessed child may not be taught, but may experience physical enhancement magic. Because it is natural to invest in your body, and it is also natural to use magic to do it. "I feel I can do it somehow" is an important factor.
Incidentally, now the flashing physical enhancement magic is unique to that individual and different from the physical enhancement magic used by other humans. We just collectively refer to "magic that enhances physical abilities" as physical enhancement magic, and that's not the kind of standardized magic that exists in the world.
So there are some types of physical strengthening magic where the entire flesh is enhanced on average, and others where only the strength of the arm is enhanced.
Viscount Galliana also said that physical enhancement magic developed itself, but I have heard that this is something that only leg strength is abnormally enhanced. It is the effect of the hardships of the civilian age.
Various forms of enhancement exist in the individual. It is also possible to find common denominators and understand differences by bringing in and mastering these magics, and to produce new physical enhancement magic that has done good things.
The physical enhancement magic exercised by the nobility is an advanced physical enhancement magic that has been passed down and improved from generation to generation.
It is refined but therefore there is no such thing as being yourself, but it is made into a magic that is less habitual, more efficient and more effective.
Rumors that Orcian SS Luotad soldiers are captivated by physical strengthening magic can also be misconstrued given the area.
The magic she exercises is a proprietary development and should be a very habitual magic with a very strong display of personal colors. Humans who can be put in tune with it will also be susceptible to influence.
"It's amazing."
"... awesome. Feel the wisdom."
Mr. Zeth, who is considered the ancestor of Zeth religion, is believed to have used more kinds of magic than can be counted according to his heritage. In addition to the education of magic by the people of fuck, it is said that by travelling across the continent, we have learned a great deal of magic proprietary to the region, but there is actually one legend here.
Zeth's wisdom. It's that he was a magical flashing genius.
I heard from Cynthia that Mr. Zeth once was attacked by a mature warcraft in a village he visited on his journey. Standing up to protect the village, he said he decided that fighting on the spot would cause more damage and improvised the magic that guided the Warcraft.
Cynthia had added that examining the Holy Army's warcraft crusade records, there was still a statement indicating that the magic had been used for some time after Mr. Zeth's death. Since the magic hasn't been conveyed to this day and age, I thought it would be a delicate story to trust.
Generally, it is said that people with a higher amount of magic tend to have better magic taste.
In fact, there are very few instances where my cousins have flashed an entirely new magic like never before, mostly development by my ancestors.
Given Orcian's talent, I also feel like it's not a wrong theory, though. This girl in front of me not only experiences simple magic like physical enhancement, but even complex magic like detective magic. It's also in an environment where there are no people around to use magic.
I have also come to the feeling that the legend about Zeth's wisdom cannot be easily truncated with the Inch Tales for Patriarchal Praise Purposes.
It should be noted that what about me personally, I'm good enough to be admired from around me for combining known magic to create or improve new magic, but I've never succeeded in producing completely new magic.
I also feel that this is more like a character or temperament problem than caused by the amount of magic.
However, that turned out to be one fact anyway.
"So you're not picking me up."
Orcian found me because of his own detective magic.
Perhaps the detective magic transmitted to the Mirendorva family is the same kind of thing I know, the kind that makes me feel bad when I detect indiscriminately and have a lot of numbers. This means that if you lose Orcian in the king's capital, you have to be prepared to vomit to find him.
I'm sure the servants in charge of Orcians at the Mirendorva family will be looking for her in tears by now. Poor thing.
"I don't need to pick you up. Wilk, why are you here? Come back with me in the light."
……
I don't like that.
It is not very preferable to go out in public in a way that is led by Orcians, if we were to return together, we would walk side by side.
But if you're facing each other in the front like you are now, there's no doubt that your heart rate will stop high to be lined up next to you. As a result of too much heightening, there could be an overflow to zero.
I know it by my head. That she's not as barbarian a daughter as she suddenly hits me from the side. But the body doesn't get used to it that quickly.
So I was hoping to get picked up and deploy back to the venue first only by Orcian. If I say I'm going to keep walking like this, I'm going to say "I'm coming with you" or something, so I'm in trouble. What's wrong with fulfilling it?
Besides, it's going to be late if we don't get to Prince Dunkel.
... Is this all you have left?
"Though there are lights, the night lane is dark. I'll show you around."
With all due care not to catch my face, I float a smile. So he never took a few steps forward, stretched his arm, and grabbed her hand, its exposed fingertips.
Magic line secured, Yoshi!
"Eh."
Come on, let's go.
Orcian's pulling his arm and trying to get his hands off me, but I won't let him. Hold him tight. I pulled him the other way.
"Mr. Wilk, no. Get your hands off me. Eh."
I don't care what they say. I'll never let go of her hand. Besides, I'm not making any excuses.
I know perfectly well that I touched her directly. This girl has an abnormal amount of magic.
The magic on the surface is not very different from mine, but its depth or concentration, it is far stronger than mine. I felt the absolute wall between the Lord and the First.
I won't let go of her hand. I can't let go.
"Isn't it dangerous because it's dark?
"Is that what you say and hold hands? Wow, Wilk, you're pretty sketchy."
Around saying sketchy to aristocratic boys, I really feel like a daughter unfamiliar to aristocracy. If I had put my thoughts on Orcian, I would have shook up the courage to hold my hand and said it might have been an impo straight line.
It is a gentle avoidance to avoid doing so if you are a normal female nobleman. If you refuse to cut it off directly from the front, you may be protested that you have not taken enough account of it.
I'm afraid of Orcians moving their arms up, down, left, right, wherever they wave. I can't just let this security go or pretend.
"Do you even have a sketch for holding hands, idiot? I often hold hands with my sister, and if you have a brother, you've held hands."
"But, Wilk, you're not my brother. That's not when I'm little, and I can't hold hands anymore. Wilk, your sister's still a little girl, isn't she?
Age may be, but breasts are bigger than fannies.
"I think he's more grown up than his daughter, who suddenly storms people's houses."
"I said I forgive you earlier!
She was noisy for a while, but she only understood that I wasn't going to let go. At the end of the day, he agreed to walk side by side with his hands held together.
I'm relieved, I calm down and then I try to calmly ask.
"Are there any Mirendorva family people nearby? I'll take you there."
That's what I said in my mouth, but I'm not taking you.
It's troublesome when you think I'm escorting Orcian, so I just checked to see if there are any such people nearby.
For a moment, I felt the magic fade through my fingers.
Obviously she activated the detective magic after taking my question, but it was a glitch, like she even showered cold water in her heart. The sense of immense magic hidden in this body is a menace unspeakable in words.
"I don't think anyone"
"Right. Well, I'm sorry, but this one has business after this. Let's say goodbye around here."
Coming back to some extent has also increased the appearance of Hiragana and nobility.
I turn to the front with Orcian's hand in my hand and say goodbye briefly.
"I'll see you soon, Princess Orcian, if I get a chance."
"Oh, yeah."
Then she gave the angel a smile.
"Mr. Wilk, you know what? It was a little fun. Noblemen say all the hard things, Wilk, but you may be easy to talk to. I wish I could have spoken to you again."
He regretted the slight disruption in language, but apparently from Orcian he was happy to feel friendly there.
The smile is dazzling. Behavior is barbarian, but face is angel.
"Right. So..."
I let go of her hand and spread one arm with the intention of jumping off the fresh water stage. It's a gesture that shows the direction of walking.
Wait for her to leave. I don't want to turn my back.
But Orcian just has a strange look at me not walking away. I turned to a smile mixed with the feeling that you'd go home soon, and somehow they gave me a smile back. I'm not shivering.
"Master Orcian!
It was the voice of a woman who broke the silence. When I turned my gaze on him, there was once a maid of mine running small and approaching.
"Ah. They found me.... Bye bye."
Orcian, who looked like a child found mischievous, walked away with his back to me as he moved his small, flickering hand.
Farewell, Orcian. I've never seen you again.