“Sophie, Sister-in-law, would you like some candy? Please open your mouth, ‘ahhh’.”
“Ahhh. Thank you, Saria. It’s delicious.”
Saria, a Viscount’s daughter who had boarded our carriage, and Sophie, whom she had developed and made her lover, were being intimate.
The Party Members of “Princess Harem” who were accompanying them averted their gazes, savoring their luck in not falling prey to Sophie’s fangs.
Meanwhile, Sophie’s relatives, Ly and Liliana, stared at them with expressions that suggested they were looking at filth, and it was highly likely that some form of disciplinary action would be taken in the future.
Therefore, I decided to overlook my own admonishment.
After all, I had obtained the necessary information from the girl we rescued, so the mission itself was accomplished…
I would leave the moral issues to Ly and Liliana, who were her relatives.
When she learned that we were heading to the Former Capital City of Icebell, where Saria’s family lived, she softened her attitude and became quiet, but this scene certainly looked ethically problematic.
Viscount’s Daughter Saria Kiryute Von Macrame, a noble of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, had been told her sister-in-law’s first name, but she didn’t seem to realize that her true identity was Sophie Anne=Marie Yuma Yver, the former Second Princess of the Former Yver Duchy.
This was because, according to popular rumors, the direct descendants of the Yver Duke’s family had been exterminated.
“Sophie, how much further is it to Icebell?”
“There’s a large forest area ahead, and once we get through that, we’ll be there soon.”
Sophie, with Saria on her lap, told me cheerfully.
“However, it’s been dangerous around here for a while, so if rebels (terrorists) were to appear, it would likely be from here on out.”
And then, with a relaxed smile, Sophie said something outrageous.
“Hal, Mai says we’re surrounded by a mysterious group both in front of and behind the carriage.”
It was after our carriage had entered the road that cut through the forest area for some time when Eria, who was holding the reins on the coachman’s seat, reported through the small window connecting the passenger compartment and the coachman’s seat.
Peering out of the small window of the passenger compartment, I saw that the coachman, Eria, was trembling with tears in her eyes, while Mai, who was sitting next to her, was poised in a combat-ready stance.
And then, from both the front and back of the road, men with the appearance of bandits approached.
“Ly, do you think they are bandits?”
I asked Ly, who was looking around with me.
“My intuition tells me they might be rebels (terrorists), wouldn’t you say?”
Ly replied with a lack of confidence, judging by their rough appearance.
“Sophie, Sister-in-law, will I be captured again?”
Saria, clinging to Sophie, pleaded tearfully.
“It’s alright, Saria. I’ll protect you.”
“Oh, thank you! Sophie, Sister-in-law!!”
Even in this emergency, a lesbian world was unfolding around Sophie and Saria.
Seeing Saria clinging to Sophie gave me a headache.
I questioned the identity of those approaching the carriage.
The possibilities were either genuine bandits or the rebels (terrorists) that Ly had pointed out.
If they were rebels (terrorists), their objective would likely be to recapture Viscount’s Daughter Saria Kiryute Von Macrame, the beloved daughter of Viscount Ivanov Salute Von Macrame, the provisional governor of the Former Yver Duchy Territory.
Saria had previously escaped from the rebels’ (terrorists’) hideout with the help of her escort knight.
On the other hand, we, “Princess Harem,” had brought our full members for this Second Expedition Trip, so we would likely overwhelm them even if combat ensued.
Furthermore, we had Sophie Anne=Marie Yuma Yver, the former Second Princess of the Yver Duchy, as our trump card.
However, with her slender “Princess Knight” appearance transformed into that of a “Princess from a sheltered home” through the use of an artifact from the Ancient Magical Civilization Era, there was a possibility that even revealing her true identity would not be believed.
“For now, prepare for battle. If they turn out to be bandits, show no mercy and annihilate them. If they are rebels (terrorists) and known to Sophie, we might consider pretending to be captured.”
“Understood, Hal.”
Ly smiled.
“I will also lend my assistance.”
Liliana nodded.
“Everyone… I’m indebted to you.”
Sophie bowed deeply.
“Sophie, Sister-in-law!?”
Viscount’s Daughter Saria, who was unaware of Sophie’s circumstances, looked puzzled.
“Eria, as you heard. Stop the carriage for now.”
“Y-Yes, Master.”
As our carriage stopped, the carriage behind us also halted.
“We know you stole our prey. If you hand over the little girl obediently, we might let you go!”
Soon, the man who appeared to be their leader demanded in a gruff voice towards us, who were surrounded by a group of scruffy men in dirty clothing.
“Sophie, Sister-in-law… I don’t want to die…”
Viscount’s Daughter Saria, trembling, sought help from Sophie, who embraced her as if it were her due.
And then, Sophie seemed to be enjoying Saria’s underdeveloped body.
“It’s alright! I’ll protect Saria.”
“Sophie, Sister-in-law…”
Sophie pressed her advantage.
“Sophie, do you recognize them?”
“Yes, I know some of their faces, but they’re all low-level. It seems we’ll have to go to the rebels’ (terrorists’) hideout to talk.”
Ly and Liliana nodded in agreement with Sophie’s statement, so there shouldn’t be any problem.
“We are the Adventurer Party ‘Princess Harem.’ I am Hal Raymond, the representative. We are willing to hand over the girl we rescued, but as an exchange condition, take us to your hideout. I have something to say to your leader, so we’ll hand over the girl then.”
I introduced myself by my former name, concealing the fact that I had been appointed a First-Class Quasi-Noble by the Espana Imperial Kingdom, and demanded to be taken to the rebels’ (terrorists’) hideout to meet with their leader in exchange for Saria.
The rebels (terrorists) gathered and seemed to be consulting amongst themselves about my demand, and the man who had spoken first stepped forward again.
“…Alright. Then, follow us. If you do anything funny, you’ll all be sent to the next world.”
“O-Okay.”
Our two carriages began to move, surrounded by the rebels (terrorists).
After proceeding along the road for a while, we turned onto a side path.
It seemed that the hideout was further ahead, and those at the rearguard were erasing any traces of our passage.
We ventured deeper into the forest, passing through several branching paths, and eventually arrived at a dilapidated hut that appeared to be a lumberjack’s cabin.
“Now, will you hand over the little girl?”
The man from before shouted again in a gruff voice.
“No. It must be at the same time as meeting the leader.”
When I refused, the man clicked his tongue.
“S-Sister-in-law… I’m scared. There should be punishment for escaping…”
“It’s alright, Saria. I’ll go with you.”
“Sophie, Sister-in-law!”
Inside the carriage, Sophie and Saria continued to be engrossed.
“All of you, get out of the carriage and follow me. I’ll take the girl.”
The man ordered again, appearing irritated, so we had no choice but to comply.
At this point, it was judged that causing a brawl would be problematic.
We were wearing the “Princess Harem” uniform of hooded robes, pulled deep to conceal our faces, and masks modeled after Valkyries, so they should only be able to discern our height and gender.
“Eeeeek! Sister-in-law!!”
As we got out of the carriage, Saria screamed as her arm was grabbed.
Poor thing, I’ll just observe the situation.
And as we were gathered in front of the hut, the hut door opened, and a beautiful girl with short, crimson hair appeared.
The crimson-haired beautiful girl’s movements were somewhat stiff, and she seemed to have injured some part of her body.
“Cyrus, you’ve worked hard. It seems that the escaped Lady Saria requires strict punishment. By the way, the knight who let you escape is dead.”
The crimson-haired beautiful girl acted as the leader of the rebels (terrorists).
“I-I beg you, Lady Menea. Please, show mercy…”
Saria, who was being dragged, was forced to sit on the ground by two men holding her shoulders.
“I wished for the same when the barbaric Espana soldiers invaded… but it was not granted. Therefore, you too shall face our judgment.”
And then, a split-lash whip was handed to the crimson-haired beautiful girl.
That whip, though low in power, was used for torture.
“Please! Don’t do anything terrible to Saria! Please… help me, Sister-in-law!!”
It seemed like a grim situation for Viscount’s Daughter Saria if this continued.
“Will you not harm my new lover, Nemea!?”
At this point, Sophie stepped forward as if making a grand entrance.
Tension ran through the surrounding rebels (terrorists).
“W-Who are you!?”
The crimson-haired beautiful girl challenged Sophie in an interrogating tone, trying to keep her in check.
“…To be spoken to like that by Nemea… I’m shocked.”
Sophie lamented with exaggerated gestures.
“W-Who are you people!?”
The crimson-haired beautiful girl shouted with a somewhat bewildered expression.
Judging by her demeanor, she seemed quite confused.
“You don’t know who I am… You’re a disgrace as a milk sister. Don’t you think Nemea herself needs to be punished?”
Saying that, Sophie slowly and deliberately removed her hooded robe, and then took off the Valkyrie mask that concealed her face.
“S-Sophie-sama!?”
Gasps of astonishment erupted from the surroundings. Naturally, the shock of their liege lady’s princess appearing would be beyond words for the rebels (terrorists).
“N-No, it’s a fake! That body, her chest! It can’t be Sophie-sama!!”
However, one of the rebels (terrorists) pointed to Sophie’s ample chest and shouted.
“W-What are you saying? It’s true you look exactly like my Sophie-sama… who is now deceased, but there’s a big difference from my Sophie-sama. T-To think a fake would appear here…”
For a moment, the crimson-haired beautiful girl faltered, but she seemed to regain her composure at the accusation of being a fake.
“What part of me is fake?”
Sophie, meanwhile, was nonchalant.
“Your face is exactly alike, but your chest size is completely different! Sophie-sama’s breasts were more modest, fake one.”
The crimson-haired beautiful girl, now calm, pointed out the size of her breasts.
“How dare you, Nemea! I’ll prove I’m the real one.”
Sophie, facing her, accelerated suddenly and apprehended the crimson-haired beautiful girl. As she did so, her big breasts swayed with a “thump, thump.”
“W-What are you doing!”
“I know Nemea’s body like the back of my hand. I’ll reawaken your memories with pleasure~!.”
And then, Sophie’s public caress show began.
Saria, held down, was stunned.
Ly, recognizing the unfolding scene, threw her head back, and Liliana groaned.
Tirna covered Ilisha’s eyes, and then Alicia covered Ilisha’s eyes as well.
Elise, Kirika, Freya, and Dietlinde smiled wryly but seemed to be looking forward to future developments, while Shera took out a slapstick from her item box.
The other Party Members, accustomed to the usual events like “Quality Check,” seemed unfazed.
Thank you for reading.
episode30-4 *Proof of Identity and Tactics* △
is scheduled for release on March 3rd at 0:00.
