Tomorrow the 6th Knight Order will return to the Imperial Capital. We decided to leave the Imperial Capital without seeing them. It’s lonely to leave without saying goodbye to Lady Isabel, but there’s nothing good to be gained by staying in the Imperial Capital… or so I feel.
I handed a black sword to one of the six Dark Elf sisters and instructed her to take it back to her tribe. The other five I sent north, towards the Kingdom of Rothfar and the Kingdom of Harmonia. This decision was made after saying goodbye to Manon from the Hasuhanto Trading Company and asking her about the three northern countries. Her words made it clear that my memories from my past life were no longer reliable.
The region north of Harmonia, where the Demon Lord resides, is called Nordland. This is fine, it’s the same as in my past life. The problem is that Harmonia and Nordland should be contiguous, but apparently there is a large bridge separating them by sea.
That bridge was created in the distant past by a very renowned mage, and it is so strong that no one who has tried to destroy it has succeeded. A castle has been built on the Harmonia side of the bridge, and strict precautions are in place to prevent monsters from entering this side.
When I heard this, I almost rejoiced. Harmonia isn’t stupid. If they secure the bridge, monsters cannot come here. It’s common knowledge here that monsters cannot enter the sea, and if we are sufficiently vigilant, any monster attempting to cross the bridge would be an easy target.
Furthermore, it seems adventurers are going from Harmonia to Nordland to collect magic stones. Magic stones are valuable and can be used for the castle’s defense, making the Demon Lord’s advance difficult.
Finally, the decisive reason why my past life’s memories are unreliable is…
“We’re thinking of going north. To Rothfar or Keibeck. Harmonia might be a bit far. Do you have any work in that direction?”
“Nothing that far north at the moment, but there is a guarding job to Koatotemites, north of the Empire.”
“We’ll take that. What kind of place is Koatotemites?”
“Koatotemites is the second largest city of Border Count Cornelius Limar. It’s near the Sandrine Great Forest, across the border of Rothfar. There are many adventurers, and the collection of magic stones is also active.”
“So we can go quite far north. I’ll need to buy some warm clothes.”
“Huh? If you’re going north, it’s cooler and easier to move around.”
If you’re going north, you should wear warm clothes. When I think of north, I think of the Sapporo Snow Festival in Hokkaido. Rothfar in my past life had snow.
“Compared to this area, the north might be warm and pleasant. If you go to the sea, you can probably swim.”
Why would the north be warm? Normally, the north is cold and the south is warm. This was common sense, whether in my past life’s other world or when I was in Japan. As I considered this, a sudden flash of insight struck me with such force that it was shocking. This place, this place is in the southern hemisphere.
If you are in the northern hemisphere, the north is cold. But if you aim north from the southern hemisphere, you’re heading for the equator. Then it makes sense that the north would be hot. But to move a continent that was in the northern hemisphere in my past life to the southern hemisphere, how godly could one be? Anything goes?!
At this point, I started to think my memories were useless and even began to doubt the Demon Lord’s advance, or even his existence. To confirm this, I want to go to Harmonia.
There’s another reason I want to go. If the Demon Lord of Nordland were to make a move, I believe it would be within a year. Otherwise, the timing wouldn’t match. When I went to Harmonia, the royal family was already making plans to flee to another country, having been attacked by demons.
In any case, having memories that are not quite right is confusing. Even the memories I can recall might have been altered. All I can do is gather information steadily. Fortunately, I now have six beautiful sisters.
After our conversation, I bid farewell to Manon’s cleavage and was ambushed on my way back from Hasuhanto. Was I too relaxed in the safe haven of the Imperial Capital, or was I mesmerized?
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
I haven’t made any assassination attempts or scheduled dates. Besides, your job was to be by Lady Isabel’s side, wasn’t it, Mirabel?
“Did we have an appointment? Wasn’t the return of the 6th Knight Order tomorrow?”
“It’s tomorrow. There’s something I need to do before then!”
A creepy “do”. If possible, I’d prefer “do” in a romantic sense, but not “kill.” Even if I’m thanked, the thought of being killed… isn’t impossible.
“You’re coming with me.”
With her unyielding tone, I resigned myself and followed Mirabel. As I followed, I wondered if I had angered her.
I have no direct acquaintance with Mirabel. We’ve never met alone, and I’ve never properly spoken to her.
…Actually, there was once. I made a light, witty adult joke once, a joke that anyone would understand as a joke.
“Shall we do it together?”
These were the words I said when Lady Isabel shouted and came in from behind while we were “doing it.” If Lady Isabel had handled it, there would have been no problem, but she was busy and I couldn’t get her attention, so these words came out of me.
It’s been several days since then, and the statute of limitations has passed, right? It was a joke. Although I did see her reach for her sword at that time.
“Here we are.”
While I was lost in thought, we arrived at a large mansion guarded by familiar white-armored soldiers. Could this be the Sumner Family’s mansion? A rugged gate, and a mansion that ostentatiously proclaims its presence.
“Um… what are we doing here…”
Despite being invited, the only guidance was a single “Come!” Truly, the Sumner Family, a family of martial prowess. Perhaps I’ll be kidnapped and imprisoned? I don’t have my prosthetic arm, my ribs are broken, and I don’t have my black sword, so if things get dangerous, I’ll escape immediately.
I was silently led to what was presumably Mirabel’s private room, and upon entering, I was told, “Sit.” Don’t you have any desire for a little more communication?
The room contained only a desk, a chair, a bed, and a closet. There were no stuffed animals or idol posters, not a single feminine touch.
And if I’m told to sit, am I supposed to study? Perhaps a study session as part of the Training Corps?
“Not there. Here.”
As I tried to sit on the chair by the window, Mirabel pointed to her feet and spoke. The floor?! Are you expecting me to sit cross-legged?! Are you going to scold me?!
In my innocence, I placed my hand on my chest and thought… I can’t think of anything specific, but I have no reason to be scolded by a mere knight. I am an Imperial Baron, you know. However, I didn’t think it would get through to someone who was angry, so I was about to sit in seiza at Mirabel’s feet.
“What are you doing? On the bed, sit on the bed.”
Huh?! I have even less reason to sit on the bed, but if you tell me to sit, I will. How about we do it together? Preferably without clothes.
Eh?! Mirabel is really starting to undress. Did my inner thoughts reach her?! It’s only when I least expect it. Good or bad?
“What are you doing, Mirabel?!”
Mirabel silently undressed down to her underwear. Even if my inner thoughts reached her, did my words not? There’s no point in just waiting. As I decided earlier, I should escape.
Godspeed!
But before I could use it, I was caught, and the pain in my chest stopped me. What is this person thinking? She calls me over suddenly, brings me to a room, and takes off her clothes. Is this how “taking someone home” is done?
“M-Mirabel, what are you doing?!”
Startled by my exaggerated pain, she let go of my hand, but then pushed me down and straddled me. If my ribs weren’t broken, I could have easily escaped!
“Do you know, Lord Mikael? That Lady Isabel cries every night…”
“What?!”
I haven’t met Lady Isabel alone since the day she cried. Since then, Lady Isabel, as Knight Commander, has led the 6th Knight Order in drills and goblin extermination.
“Lady Isabel can’t forget about you, Lord Mikael. No matter how tough she acts, a woman is still a woman…”
Lady Isabel, shouldering the Sumner Family and supporting the Imperial Knights as part of the Empire’s Training Corps, has a delicate frame. Is it too heavy for her to bear alone?
However, I don’t understand this situation with Mirabel, who is on top of me in her underwear. Why are you on top? Why are you in your underwear?
“I have served Lady Isabel since she was a child. Though it may be presumptuous, I think of her like a younger sister. You, who make such a Lady weep, are unforgivable.”
If that’s the case, then the flow of conversation should be a sword fight, right? How many corners do I have to turn to reach the goal of being half-naked?
“I cannot stop Lady Isabel’s tears. And it seems you have no intention of serving the Sumner Family.”
“Uh, yes. I have things I must do.”
“As I thought… I pondered this too. I thought about it, but this is the only conclusion I could come up with…”
Hurry up with your conclusion! You’re just holding me down normally, but my broken ribs hurt a lot. Can’t you see the sweat on my forehead? It’s not because I’m nervous about a woman in her underwear.
“I will take Lord Mikael’s place. From now on, I will enter the bed in place of Lord Mikael.”
Does that mean you’ll be with Lady Isabel instead of me?! How enviable! No, I shouldn’t be envious. It’s a world of lily. Good luck to you.
Good luck. Go quickly. Go attack. Even looking down, all you can see is my lower half. My lower half has nothing to do with it.
“Lord Mikael will be my test subject. Having captured Lady Isabel’s heart, you are a worthy opponent.”
…I don’t understand this flow. If you want to be with Lady Isabel, find another girl. I don’t understand the world of lily. You’re not attached to me. The only thing I can teach you is how to handle a Buster Sword.
“Mirabel, calm down! Let’s talk calmly. I don’t understand things between women.”
“It doesn’t matter. I don’t know men either. I can’t embrace Lady Isabel without knowing men.”
…This is a rafting situation. It’s too sudden, you might fall out a couple of times. What am I supposed to do?! Be a practice dummy to embrace Lady Isabel, and then teach you how to do it… Wow, lucky me. That’s not what I think.
“Mirabel, I’m sure you’re doing this for Lady Isabel’s sake, but isn’t this going too far?!”
“Lord Mikael is leaving here, isn’t he? Time is precious!”
You say time is precious, but my life is precious too. What do you think will happen if the White Lily Corps finds out about this?!
But… well… if they don’t find out, that’s fine. And I don’t need to teach you step-by-step; if there’s a desk and chairs, I can teach you there.
“Alright, alright. Please step back a little. I’ll teach you.”
For now, put on your clothes and sit on the chair. We’ll talk after that. I somehow managed to persuade Mirabel to sit on the bed. The lesson is about to begin, and I’ll start with the topic of “pistils” and “stamens.”
“Mirabel, sexual intercourse between men and women is…”
I used all the knowledge I possessed to convey it. It’s embarrassing to explain it out loud again, but Mirabel, who is listening, also seems embarrassed.
It’s easy to talk about sex. The key is to attack the sensitive spots of the other person. It’s also about “developing” new sensitive spots, but for beginners, this much should be enough.
After that, the process leading up to it is important. Forcing it is strictly forbidden. It should be a gentle progression, with occasional rapid currents.
“Haaah…n…! Aa… I’ve entered… and… an!”
Is something wrong? When did we both become naked? We were just sitting on the bed…
“More… oh… aahann! Mo-re!”
Is something wrong? Mirabel is thrusting her hips. You said you had no experience, so when did it become like this?
“I’g-uu… Mikael’s… inside is being stirred…”
At the end of the lesson, we both reached orgasm together. This should improve her relationship with Lady Isabel. Next time, let’s study together, the three of us.
“You’ve forgotten something, haven’t you?”
As I was finishing my preparations to leave, Priscilla suddenly spoke to me. We had decided to leave early in the morning, as Lady Isabel’s triumphant return would begin in the afternoon.
“My prosthetic arm? Or treatment for the ribs Priscilla broke?”
I’ve had enough, Priscilla! My prosthetic arm was cut off along with my arm by Sophia, and the repairs aren’t finished, so Orietta will fix it in the carriage. As for my broken bones, Sophia still hasn’t healed them.
In this world, no one would leave a broken bone untreated. Go to a mage, and it will be healed in no time. Only the truly poor, or myself, would leave it unattended.
I am poor right now. After paying for the black sword, my personal assets are almost gone. I may be poor, but I have the money for treatment. Healing magic is quite cheap, but I won’t do anything reckless like getting treated by another mage when Sophia is available; that would be like cheating. I will endure and wait for Sophia to be in a good mood!
“You, you made those six sisters your mistresses, didn’t you?”
“A-are you talking about that now? Ask Rufina or Orietta, they’ll explain properly. They are shadows. They are slaves.”
“And yet, mistresses…?”
Fast! Priscilla’s shuto, released with her partial Lycanthrope transformation, shattered my right collarbone.
“You need a punishment, don’t you? A punishment for receiving six blows.”
What happens when your collarbone is shattered? Answer: You can’t raise your arm. I can’t raise my right arm, and my left arm is gone from the forearm. I’m a mercenary, and my job is to guard for the Hasuhanto Trading Company… Can I do it?!
What am I supposed to do, Priscilla? This time, it’s really not a joke. It’s the same as not being able to use both hands. I can’t swing my sword so I can’t guard. What about eating? I can’t raise my right arm, and I don’t have a prosthetic arm.
“Don’t worry. If I feel like it, I’ll heal you. I’ll feed you too, and take care of your needs…”
My meager pride will be gone before I defeat the Demon Lord.
Ah! I forgot to sell the triangular hobbyhorse.
