The Young Master of the Slave Trader – I Aim at Princess Harem – – Chapter 315

Here are the translations, with paragraphs fixed:

1. Suzomon’s Blue Sky Slave Market ①
The Second Expedition Trip, led by myself, Hal Harem Von Raymond, set out with a large party of sixteen people, including the full members of the ‘Princess Harem’ plus Alicia and Ilisha. Traveling in two carriages, it was undoubtedly a large group even for an adventurer party.

Our first destination, the Former Yver Duchy Territory, was also Sophie’s homeland. There, we forged connections with several individuals, but the most significant event was Sophie and Ilisha dropping out of the Second Expedition Trip.

Both Sophie and Ilisha were at their physical limits, exhausted for different reasons. My ‘Healing Magic’ couldn’t help, and their condition gradually worsened, causing me great concern.

However, my decision to visit Master Rulus Wolf, an alchemist and authority on Homunculi, proved fortunate. Ilisha received a body—Sasha No. 3—related to her origins, and Sophie was given the body of Meika No. 2, a Vintage Homunculus created using the egg cell of Meika Marie=Maika Yuma Yver, who was Sophie’s great-grandaunt.

Although we succeeded in transferring their memories to their new Vintage Homunculus bodies, they would require rehabilitation for some time to adjust to their new forms. This was why Sophie and Ilisha dropped out, but I could rest assured knowing they were in the care of Anya, a dark elf and Rulus’s trusted assistant.

I could only hope that Sophie and Ilisha would be well and healthy when we returned to pick them up.

A slight concern remains about leaving a portion of the payment as Sophie’s old body and my semen. Furthermore, I also entrusted them with the Elixir made according to Rulus’s teachings. Considering Rulus’s peculiar tastes, he might end up mass-producing beautiful holy maidens. Could it be that I have unknowingly contributed to the Asgard Holy Church in this life as well?!

With all our plans in the Former Yver Duchy Territory completed, we are now on our way to our next destination, the Former Yangas Kingdom Territory. The Yver Duchy was a small country caught between the Wahl Imperial Kingdom and the Espana Imperial Kingdom, who were vying for hegemony in the Western nations. The Former Yangas Kingdom Territory, our next stop, bordered the Wahl Imperial Kingdom and the Yver Duchy. Geographically, the Yver Duchy and the Yangas Kingdom were located on the periphery of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom.

This was evident from the founding of both nations.

The Yver Duchy originated from a man who, six generations prior, was the younger brother of the Wahl Emperor and became his vassal. He assumed the title of Duke of Yver and later established the Yver Duchy with his developed territory.

Meanwhile, the Yangas Kingdom was granted permission to use the title of Kingdom by the Wahl Imperial Kingdom due to the meritorious service of Margrave Yangas, a former vassal, in defending against demonkin incursions. Furthermore, their strong ties were reinforced through political marriages with the Wahl Imperial Kingdom at their apex, which is why Lyushenne, Liliana, and Sophie were distantly related.

In reality, the family trees of royalty and nobles are said to be incredibly complex and intertwined.

Currently, I am driving the lead carriage, with Liliana seated beside me as our guide. Incidentally, Aria is driving the trailing carriage, with Edele assisting her. Edele, Aria, and Swan Hilda all have ties to the northern countries ruled by demonkin. Because of this connection, Aria and Edele are working on fostering good relations.

The carriages are traveling along a road that winds through forests, pastures, and fields of vegetables, essentially a rural path. Along the way, we passed several villages and towns, which we only stopped at for overnight lodging. While I believe adventuring parties generally prefer camping to save money, I tried to avoid it as much as possible since everyone else besides me was a young girl of marriageable age.

The local specialty dishes served at the inns, featuring fruits and vegetables native to this region, along with fresh river fish from clear streams, were exquisite. Elise seemed to have gained a little weight, but that was probably due to a lack of exercise from being in the carriage all the time.

“This is my first time in this area, but how much further until we reach the Former Yangas Kingdom Territory, Liliana?”

“Hal-sama… Even though it was a small country, the Yver Duchy possessed a considerable territory, so I believe it will still take a few more days. I’ve only traveled on these roads a few times myself. It’s quite rural, you see.”

Liliana, our guide, could only estimate our direction. Although it was called a road, it meandered according to the terrain, and we weren’t covering as much distance as I had hoped.

“Hal-sama, I see a town up ahead. It appears to be the town of Suzomon.”

Just as Liliana pointed out, a small town was visible ahead on the road. On a wooden signpost by the roadside, the words “Welcome to the Town of Suzomon!” were visible.

“It seems so, Liliana. By the way, it looks like a regular market is being held in this town. We need to resupply, so why don’t we stay here tonight?”

“Yes, I think that’s a good idea.”

As we got closer, it became clear that the town of Suzomon was holding its regular market at just the right time, with several banners announcing it erected along the castle walls. Looking around, I saw traveling merchants heading towards the market, as well as horse-drawn carts loaded with locally grown vegetables, fish, and wild boar. Naturally, farmers and villagers heading to the market and those living in the surrounding areas were also walking towards the town.

“Are you sure the two carriages and fourteen people are correct? And you are adventurers, just stopping by on your journey?”

“Yes, that’s correct. We plan to stay in this town tonight.”

“There’s no town entrance tax as it’s rural, but if you cause any trouble, you’ll be eating prison food!”

“Yes, we understand.”

“Good. You may pass.”

Our carriages joined the line of merchant carts, and after presenting our adventurer’s certificates to the guards at the checkpoint, we were granted entry. Alicia, a noblewoman from the Espana Imperial Kingdom, had also somehow obtained an adventurer’s certificate, and she passed through the checkpoint while concealing her true identity.

Of course, if a Viscountess were to visit such a rural town, it would have caused a huge commotion.

Thus, we were finally allowed to enter the town of Suzomon.

Many towns and cities in the Western nations, frequently caught in conflict, were fortified cities surrounded by walls, like Suzomon. For villages, a simple wooden fence was usually sufficient.

Later, we decided to stay at a stylish inn built on the main street and, after stabling our carriages, headed to the regular market on foot.

Incidentally, the inn was oddly named ‘Princess Knight’s Longing.’ According to Elise, our second-in-command who chose the inn, the inn’s young proprietress, known for her beauty, was rumored to be involved with a certain princess. Is that princess a walking obscenity?! It became clear that Lyushenne and Liliana had shown foresight in selecting her new body.

At the regular market, mats were laid out on the stone pavement in the town’s central plaza, displaying vegetables, miscellaneous goods, and even old tools. In a slightly more distant area, more valuable items were being sold in makeshift buildings resembling stalls. Furthermore, a special stage had been set up in the center of the plaza, suggesting some sort of event would take place. Naturally, the commercial district adjacent to the plaza was also bustling with activity, where even more high-class goods were being traded.

Shifting my gaze, I saw bards and street performers who had set up in the plaza, taking advantage of the busy season to showcase their beautiful voices and skills and collect the coins thrown to them.

“Even though it’s a regular market, it’s not that big since it’s in the countryside.”

Swan Hilda stretched, raising her clasped hands, and expressed her candid opinion about the Suzomon regular market.

“Hal-sama, shall we split up and explore freely from here?”

“Yes, Elise. I imagine you’d want to grab a bite from the food stalls, so let’s have free time. Be back at the inn before sunset. And please avoid going off alone—”

“Yes, Hal-sama!”

Following Elise’s suggestion, the second-in-command of ‘Princess Harem,’ we split into small groups for free exploration.

Elise’s group consisted of Freya, Mai, and Kirika, making it four people. Lyushenne’s group, including Liliana, Tirna, Dietlinde, and Alicia, numbered five. Meanwhile, Edele and Aria gathered around Swan Hilda, forming a group of three. However, Shera, the last remaining member, was looking around hesitantly, unsure of which group to join.

“Shera, would you like to go with me?”

“Yes! …nya.”

And so, Shera and I set off to explore together, just the two of us.

Incidentally, Elise’s group immediately rushed towards the food stalls. Their actions were predictable and entirely consistent. Even Freya, our usually efficient accountant, seemed to be in a relaxed mood today and was moving alongside Elise, vying with her. Mai and Kirika, part of the small-breasted contingent, followed behind them, seemingly planning to eat a lot to help their breasts grow.

Lyushenne’s group began by browsing the stalls selling antiques and jewelry. With their keen eyes for aesthetics and appraisal, they were likely looking for any hidden treasures.

Meanwhile, in Swan Hilda’s group, Edele reprimanded Swan Hilda, who was trying to move too quickly, while Aria watched with amusement.

“Thank you for waiting. We will now commence the customary ‘Blue Sky Slave Market.’ We invite all interested customers to join. The admission fee is two copper plates (equivalent to ¥2,000) per person.”

As Shera and I were browsing the stalls to kill time, we heard an announcement regarding the commencement of the ‘Blue Sky Slave Market.’ The direction of the announcement was the location of the special stage we had seen earlier. Currently, it was surrounded by temporary partitions, and an admission fee was being collected at the entrance.

“The ‘Blue Sky Slave Market,’ huh… Shall we go, Shera?”

“Yes…nya…”

Shera and I interrupted our stall browsing and joined the queue for admission.

2. Suzomon’s Blue Sky Slave Market ② △
“Customer, I’m sorry, but we do not allow children to enter…”

Our group, consisting of the ‘Princess Harem’ plus Alicia, had stopped in a town called Suzomon in the Former Yver Duchy Territory. At that time, Suzomon was holding its regular market, and we were currently enjoying free exploration in small groups.

When Shera and I, who had been left out, tried to enter the venue of the ‘Blue Sky Slave Market,’ Shera was stopped, being too young to enter.

“Hmm?! This!”

“Wh-what is this?! An adventurer’s certificate… Pardon me. You may proceed.”

However, similar to when we passed through the town checkpoint, Shera presented her adventurer’s certificate, and we were eventually allowed entry. It seemed that because Shera possessed an adventurer’s certificate, she was recognized as an adult. Shera could have transformed into the form of Older Sister Shera or Shera using her Beastkin racial skill, ‘Beastification,’ but she clearly wasn’t in the mood, and the presence of others prevented her from doing so.

I handed over one silver plate (equivalent to ¥10,000) and received six copper plates (equivalent to ¥6,000) in change. Note that ‘copper plates’ were not literal metal plates but merely referred to coins with a square shape. The distinction in value between a copper coin (equivalent to ¥10) and a copper plate (equivalent to ¥1,000) was significant, hence the need for different designations.

The venue was standing-room only, as expected from a ‘Blue Sky Slave Market.’ The audience comprised both men and women, likely here to sightsee during the regular market. Those aiming to bid on the slaves being auctioned seemed to have gathered in front of the special stage.

“Thank you for your patience. We will now commence the ‘Blue Sky Slave Market.’ We kindly ask our customers to loosen their purse strings.”

As I observed the surroundings, a man in official-looking attire climbed onto the stage and made the opening declaration. I thought he might be the MC, but he then descended the stage as if his duty was done, so he might have truly been an official.

He was replaced by a man leading a girl in the usual slave garments onto the stage. It appeared that in this ‘Blue Sky Slave Market,’ slave traders themselves brought the slaves they were selling.

“Today, I’ve brought my prized slave. This slave’s name is Ninon, she’s 16
There are conflicts and power struggles in their world as well. In fact, Dietlinde was assassinated in an internal feud over the succession to the throne of the Elven Kingdom of Tintaal… However, Shera’s hair is shining white, and it’s very different from Fleur, a typical fox-type beastkin, but such differences are probably trivial.

Fleur was also wearing the notorious “slave garment” like the auction slaves who had appeared before. Her light brown hair flowed naturally down her back, from which soft fox ears peeked out. The fox ears were also covered in short, brown fur, but inside the ears, soft, pure white fur grew, giving them a cuteness that made one want to touch them.

In Shera’s case, all her hair was pure white, so it wasn’t as noticeable as Fleur’s.

Fleur’s eyes were large, round, and golden, making her very adorable. Her nose was slightly low but well-defined, and her small mouth was as red as if a rouge had been applied. However, her body was slender, and unfortunately, her chest seemed to be small breasts.

And then, from under the short “slave garment,” a fluffy fox tail grew. The fox tail had bushy, dark brown fur, but its tip was white. It was a tail that seemed to conform to that of a common wild fox. If Elize and Freya, who adored Shera’s fox ears and tail, saw Fleur’s fox ears and tail, they would surely urge, “Hal, please bid on her!”

Suddenly, I felt a strong gaze from the side and turned to see Shera staring intently at Fleur.

“Shera, do you want me to bid on her?”

“Yes! I do.”

When I asked Shera, who seemed fixated on Fleur standing on the specially made stage, if she wanted me to bid on her, I immediately received an affirmative reply. Shera then looked around — *kyoro kyoro* — and ran backstage behind the partition.

“The slave who will conclude the grand ‘Blue Sky Slave Market’ is Fleur, a beautiful girl of the fox-type beastkin race that I brought. She is 15 years old, having just reached adulthood, and of course, she is a virgin. However, humans cannot own demi-human slaves, so she is being presented as a reference exhibit to adorn the splendor of this ‘Blue Sky Slave Market’.”

At this point, Fleur
“This girl (Fleur) has flattened breasts,” Freya said as she pretended to help up the collapsing Fleur, touching her chest.

Fleur had just been bought at the Blue Sky Slave Market, so she was only wearing the thinly-made slave garment prescribed by the internal rules of the Slave Merchant Guild. The slave garment was also short, so Elise’s fingers, which loved to play with fox tails, would occasionally lift the hem, exposing Fleur’s genitals.

Furthermore, Fleur seemed to have fallen into a state of sexual excitement due to Elise and Freya’s playful actions. On her gently sloping chest, there were bumps that looked like nipples, and she seemed to be reacting to Freya’s delicate fingers as they sensually stroked her breasts. Fleur’s breasts were probably small, but her sensitivity seemed good.

“…Ahnn♡ Nooo♡ That’s… *pant… pant…* I’m melting…”

Fleur, breathing heavily, looked like she was on the verge of orgasm.

“Elise, Freya, are you satisfied now? I need to question Fleur about some matters…”

I called out to Elise and Freya and asked them to stop their playful actions with Fleur. At my request, or rather, my command, the two reluctantly stopped.

“…*pant… pant… pant…* It’s over!? ”

However, Fleur was already gasping for breath, on the verge of passing out.

“Hal seems to have business with Fleur too… this is all for today.”
“Yes, Freya is also satisfied for now.”

“As expected… you two are dangerous…”

Elise and Freya, with satisfied smiles, sat on the edge of the bed. Meanwhile, Shera, hidden in my shadow, trembled at the playful acts that had unfolded before her.

“What… what will happen to me…?”
“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry… Fleur-chan…”

Freed from Elise and Freya, Fleur, who seemed to have calmed down a little, looked confused by the gazes of the unfamiliar girls. Shera, noticing this, rushed over to comfort her. Although Shera had sold Fleur earlier due to her aversion to their playful acts, she now felt pity for the beautiful fox beastkin girl with fox ears and a fox tail, just like herself.

“The interaction between two young foxes is also quite nice.”

Elise said something suggestive with a dark smile as she watched Shera comfort Fleur.

“I’d like to see that too.”

Freya immediately agreed. “Just like that certain Princess Knight… they are truly slaves to their desires!” I thought to myself, filled with indignation.

“I… I was bought by someone terrible…”
“D-don’t worry… Take your time and tell us…”

Fleur was unusually frightened, so Shera hugged her from behind the backrest and encouraged her.

“My name is Fleur Flat! I’m 15 years old and just recently became an adult!! And then, —”

Seated on a chair in the center of the guest room, Fleur began to give a brief introduction and talk about the harsh circumstances of the fox beastkin.

Even though the other girls were around her age, Fleur probably felt like she was in hostile territory, under everyone’s watchful eyes. Nevertheless, supported by Shera, Fleur recounted the events.

In the world we live in, the most populous intelligent species is said to be the Human Race. In contrast, the number of demi-humans is generally small, and they often live together in small villages.

Of course, there are powerful races like elves, such as the Tintaal Kingdom where Dietlinde was born, who have established and developed their nations, but this is a rare exception. However, although demi-humans are few in number, many are strong individuals blessed with exceptional racial skills. Because they were often unparalleled warriors on the battlefield, the Human Race could not ignore them.

Fleur’s village of fox beastkin was not only a leader of their race but also a prominent figure among the demi-humans living in the area. It was said that the members of this noble bloodline, which had produced chiefs for generations, prided themselves on their distinctive pure white fur. And these characteristics overlapped with Shera’s fur. Their ancestors easily wielded the beastkin racial skill of ‘Beastification,’ and those with exceptional strength were said to have multiple fox tails.

Thus, users of ‘Beastification’ appeared with considerable frequency, but those with multiple fox tails were now only found in old stories told around the hearth or in legends. Listening to Fleur’s story, Shera seemed to be sweating coldly.

In other words, Shera was descended from the chiefs of the fox beastkin, looking at her maternal lineage. It seemed that Shera was not so much a half-human as a legendary maiden who had experienced a throwback to her ancestors. In particular, Shera, the second form of ‘Beastification,’ would correspond to the legendary Two-tailed White Fox.

Fleur’s village was called Shiltoppa, a peaceful village in a secluded rural area. However, to defeat the Demon Lord Army that invaded from the Northern Nations, strong young men willingly volunteered for the Human-Demi-Human Allied Forces. Naturally, in Shiltoppa village, the remaining women, children, and the elderly huddled together and protected their village.

Consequently, only the chief, Sheshane Farifan, possessed a considerable fighting ability.

In such a desperate situation, the Espana Imperial Kingdom suddenly expanded its territory, conquering neighboring countries. This led to widespread banditry and robbery, mainly composed of refugees and defeated soldiers, causing a rapid deterioration of public safety. Among them, ruthless individuals appeared who kidnapped girls of marriageable age and sold them illegally as playthings for nobles and wealthy merchants. Furthermore, fox beastkin have wonderfully soft and fluffy fox tails, so to collect these tails, roadside robberies became frequent, and many innocent villagers were sacrificed.

Sensing danger, they created a new hidden village of Shiltoppa in the Gomelas Valley, a desolate, demon-infested place away from human settlements, and lived there in seclusion.

Chief Sheshane Farifan himself was recently attacked by thugs, not only had his prized fox tail cut off, but he was also severely wounded in the battle, losing his left arm. Sheshane has not recovered since then and is confined to bed. It is said that he is searching for a certain person whom he has designated as his successor. For fox beastkin, a beautiful fox tail is a symbol of beauty and a vital spot connected to many nerves. Most of those whose vital spots were cut off fell ill and took to their beds.

And that certain person is Sheshane’s younger sister, who ran away from home, and he intends to entrust her with his succession. By the way, his sister’s name is Sherazade Farifan.

Meanwhile, Shera Hazel’s mother used the name Sherazade Hazel, but Hazel was her maternal surname, and her real name appears to be Sherazade Farifan.

This means that Shera and Sheshane are in an uncle-niece relationship.

When Fleur conveyed this relationship and once again requested Shera to become the chief of the hidden village, Shera was overwhelmed. Shera had been the last princess of the Kingdom of Sazania, a powerful nation in the Southern Nations. However, she had refused the request to restore the new Kingdom of Sazania, based on the initiative of Princess Elizabeth of the Espana Imperial Kingdom (aka “Beth-chan”), and insisted on not becoming queen. Now, her maternal destiny had caught up with her.

“Hal… I’m scared… I’m scared…”

While listening to Fleur’s story, Shera hugged herself with both arms and sat down small. This was because, just as she thought she was free after handing over the royal seal of the Kingdom of Sazania to “Beth-chan,” this had happened.

“Shera-sama… Please… Help me…”

On the other hand, Fleur, looking at Shera with earnest eyes. The tables had turned at some point.

“So, Fleur, did you fall into slavery because you were kidnapped?”

I questioned Fleur about the circumstances that led her to be put up for sale at the Blue Sky Slave Market.

“I became a slave because—”

As expected, Fleur’s case also started with her being kidnapped by bandits. On that day, Fleur was gathering wild vegetables in a forest a little distance from Shiltoppa’s hidden village. From the unusually small harvest, she realized she had strayed farther from the hidden village than usual, and as a result, she was discovered by bandits.

She explained that she was knocked unconscious by bandits approaching from behind, and when she next awoke, she was bound with hand and leg cuffs and gagged. Furthermore, by that time, Fleur had already been sold to a slave trader.

And that slave trader’s name was Shota, an unsavory fox beastkin who had previously been expelled from the village. Naturally, despite being a fox beastkin himself, Shota detested them.

Incidentally, according to Shota, Fleur’s buyer had already been decided. So, I was curious why he put Fleur, for whom a sales contract already existed, up for auction.

Come to think of it, when I tried to handle the administrative procedures backstage, he kept repeating that this transaction should be nullified… Was this the hidden reason behind it!

“Why did Shota put Fleur, whose buyer was already decided, up for auction?” I asked out of curiosity.

“Shota’s objective was… to humiliate me and… to earn some pocket money…”

Initially, Fleur had an air of composure when she appeared on the special stage because she assumed she wouldn’t be bid on. However, after Shota ordered her to undress, she lost her composure due to shame. Indeed, Fleur had been unusually composed upon her appearance, but she became erratic once the undressing began. Come to think of it, Shota had also explained that she was a “reference item.” He probably intended to use the appearance fee from this “reference item” as pocket money.

“So, do you know who the final buyer is?”

“According to Shota’s condescending explanation, I was sold to a political merchant named Harold Hattan, and after that… I was to be delivered to a certain Baron…”

“It’s quite elaborate… but I suspect the ‘certain Baron’ who wants Fleur is intending to break the ‘Inter-species Slave Treaty’.”

Summing up Fleur’s story, it seems the bandits’ target was fixed on Fleur from the beginning. Since Fleur is a beautiful girl, a certain Baron who desired her might have resorted to this roundabout method out of infatuation? For the Human-Demi-Human Allied Forces, who were engaged in fierce battles with the Demon Lord Army, the actions of that Baron would be unforgivable dereliction of duty and aiding the enemy. If this fact were to be revealed, the Baron would likely be punished as a scapegoat. That’s why he took such a complicated approach!

Their miscalculation was that Shota, the fox beastkin slave trader they used as an intermediary, unilaterally put Fleur up for auction at the Blue Sky Slave Market, and that I and Shera happened to see her and bid on her. Depending on the circumstances, we might be attacked by Shota and have Fleur stolen.

“Hal-sama, it seems we need to do something about the group that kidnapped Fleur. I will help to the best of my ability. That certain Baron is a disgrace to the nobles of Espana!”

Alicia, who had been listening quietly to Fleur’s story, made a declaration of resolve. Alicia is serious, so she probably couldn’t tolerate such despicable acts that tarnish noble honor.

“This is becoming an interesting development. I shall lend my assistance as well!”

Dietlinde also stood up and agreed with Alicia. It seemed she had something to say as a fellow demi-human.

“If we are to dismantle this, should we start by getting close to slave trader Shota or political merchant Harold Hattan to identify the baron?”

Lyushenne, with an unusual smile, also offered her cooperation. And it didn’t take long for this atmosphere to become the consensus of the ‘Princess Harem.’

Since Harold Hattan, the political merchant, has his main store in this town of Suzomon, we decided to visit it tomorrow and confirm the situation.

7. The Arrogant Evil Doers Do Not Last Long ①
My party and I, led by Hal Harem Von Raymond, are currently on our Second Expedition Trip, moving from the former Yver Duchy Territory, Sophie’s homeland, to the former Yangas Kingdom Territory, Liliana’s homeland, but we still haven’t left the former Yver Duchy Territory. This is because the Yver Duchy, although a small country, had a long, narrow territory, and we were traveling along its length.

We are currently staying in a town called Suzomon where a regular market is being held.

Yesterday, after arriving in town, we were allowed free exploration to rest everyone, and Shera, who was left out of the group pairings, bid on Fleur, a beautiful new fox beastkin girl, at the ‘Blue Sky Slave Market’ which she entered to see.

Fleur is a girl who was kidnapped and subsequently fell into slavery, and it appears that powerful figures are manipulating events behind her. We decided to punish those scoundrels. In the past, we would not have been able to take such a dangerous risk just because former princesses of a fallen kingdom were party members.

However, this journey is accompanied by Alicia, a legitimate law-abiding noble of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, who has been granted the title of Viscountess, and I myself hold the title of First-Class Quasi-Noble. Furthermore, if necessary, Swan Hilda can contact Princess Elizabeth of the Espana Imperial Kingdom (aka “Beth-chan”) via sky-soaring.

With that much insurance, we can push through most unreasonable situations.

When we checked into the inn ‘Princess Knight’s Longing,’ there were 14 of us, but when we checked out, Fleur had joined us, making us 15. However, the ‘Princess Harem’ party members, as an emerging adventurer group, wear hooded robes and Valkyrie-shaped masks as their uniforms, making it difficult to distinguish them individually.

Under normal circumstances, we would be mistaken for suspicious individuals. Adventurers are outsiders from society, but as long as they present their Adventurer’s Certificate, which proves their identity, it’s possible to stay without issue. When checking out, as long as I, the representative, and Freya, the accountant, were present, the movements of other party members were not checked, and Fleur’s free accommodation was overlooked.

Most likely, looking at the other guests, there were some bold individuals who were accompanied by streetwalkers, whom they had presumably bought last night, and checked out paying for only one person’s accommodation. If that’s the case, perhaps there was no need for Fleur to wear a spare hooded robe and Valkyrie mask.

“Hal-sama… look!”

After completing the payment at ‘Princess Knight’s Longing,’ and as we were heading to the stable to board the carriage we had stored, Mai approached me and whispered, pointing her gaze forward. As I casually glanced in the direction Mai indicated, I saw several suspicious figures watching us.

Ah, that… could it be Shota, the fox beastkin slave trader whom Fleur reluctantly sold yesterday? According to Fleur, she was put up as a “reference item” at the Blue Sky Slave Market because he was confident she wouldn’t be bid on.

Could it be that his intention to make a little money has backfired, and he’s now in a panic because I bid on Fleur? From his appearance, it looks like he’s gathered more thugs to recapture Fleur. According to Fleur, Harold Hattan, a seemingly deceitful political merchant, was the original buyer… Perhaps some help from Harold is mixed in?

“Shera! Once we get in the carriage, change into Shera-nee-san or Shiera. It’s likely that the slave trader named Shota, who abandoned Fleur due to his own actions, might attack us on the way.”

“U-understood…”

Shera, who got into the carriage with Fleur and me, who were holding the reins, transformed into Shiera, who is adept at magical attacks. Fleur, in the passenger car, shivered and shrank upon hearing that an attack might occur. Meanwhile, Shiera seemed to be meditating quietly, holding the Himorogi staff I lent her from her item box in preparation for combat.

“Shiera, while the Himorogi staff is impressive, they are just thugs, and killing them in town would cause a big problem, so try not to kill them if possible.”

“I understand. Don’t worry, Hal-sama. This is not to increase its power but to improve the accuracy of magic. Of course, Elise is also aware of this.”

The Himorogi staff was bestowed upon us by the Earth Mother Goddess Dentemetina as a reward for contributing to the reinforcement of a certain barrier when we visited the former Kingdom of Portland, Elise’s former homeland, during the First Expedition Trip. Elise also received a similar staff and is equipped and ready in another carriage.

What do Shiera and Elise intend to do?

Thanks to Mai’s quick thinking, we slowly drove the carriages at a walk after preparing for battle. Our destination was the shop run by Harold Hattan, who was supposed to be Fleur’s original buyer.

Fleur, Shiera, Dietlinde, Lyushenne, Liliana, and Tirna were riding in the lead carriage, with me holding the reins and Dietlinde sitting in the passenger seat of the driver’s stall. Freya was driving the carriage behind us, with Mai sitting next to her. Therefore, Alicia, Elise, Swan Hilda, Kirika, Edele, and Eria were riding in the carriage behind.

Shota, a small-time slave trader of fox beastkin, probably assumed that this carriage belonged to the Raymond Trading Company, a major slave trading firm, and that I, their prodigal son, was playing adventurer with a retinue of girls. While they appeared to be easy prey, they would likely regret it if they tried to attack us.

“Hey, Hal-sama. I’m… *thump-thump*… feeling excited.”

“Dietlinde, are you nervous?”

“No. My spirit magic is thirsty for blood.”

“No killing, alright?”

“We’ll strip them naked in front of everyone. Shiera and Elise intend to do so as well!”

“I-I see…”

For this defensive battle, we plan to intercept smartly with offensive magic as the main attack. The main forces will be Dietlinde, Shiera, and Elise. Mai will be responsible for subduing Shota, the fox beastkin slave trader. Meanwhile, Swan Hilda seems uninterested in dealing with mere thugs, and Aerial, who recently gained the ability to use magic, would be insufficient.

Of course, Lyushenne and Edele are armed with rapiers and dual swords respectively and are ready to attack at any moment. To be honest, Kirika, the owner of Mimi No. 1 and Mimi No. 2, Mimic Slimes that were recently freed and mimicked Sophie’s limbs, and I wanted to participate, but we decided to be reserve forces this time.

After all, we possessed the strength to easily crush mere thugs in town.

“Hold it right there, brat! If you’re going through here, you’re going to pay a toll!!”

As the carriage entered a narrow street in the lower town, it was surrounded by six ruffians who stopped us.

“… ‘Brat’? Are you talking about me!?”

“Yeah, we are. Hand over the little fox beastkin girls in the carriage obediently. And I’m telling you, both of them!!”

Well, the situation was as expected up to a point, but they asked for Shiera in addition to Fleur. What greedy bastards! Dietlinde next to me was itching to attack, and it was planned that Shiera and Elise would join in when she started the fight.

However, Shota was nowhere to be seen among the six surrounding us.

*Thump, shusshh, sasasash*

At that moment, Mai, who had been riding as the coachman behind us, jumped lightly from the carriage and, after hiding in the shadow of a nearby mansion, found Shota and disabled him by holding a short sword to his neck. As always, it was a skillful move.

“Dietlinde, commence attack!”

“Understood!”

At my command, Dietlinde unleashed her Fire Spirit Magic. However, this time, considering that the battleground was within the town, flashy offensive magic was prohibited. Subsequently, I could feel Shiera and Elise also using fire attribute magic. This attack acted deeply and quietly. Of the six men surrounding the carriage, small flames like fireflies appeared on three of their clothes, moving freely over their garments.

“You guys, if you don’t hand them over obediently, you’ll suffer greatly!”

“W-what’s wrong!? What’s happening? Are there fireflies on my brother’s clothes!?”

*Fasa, shara, basash*

“My brother’s clothes disintegrated!?”

“Huh!? They’re naked all of a sudden. D-don’t look!!”

“Pfft! B-brother’s stomach—*pupupu*.”

“W-what the hell!? A strange face is drawn on my stomach!”

First, Dietlinde’s Fire Spirit Magic turned the clothes of the man who had been threatening me into rags. This time, perhaps because they weren’t helping with the undressing, the fallen scraps of cloth burned up and turned to ash. Furthermore, on the ample stomach of the man who was now naked there was a patch of skin that had turned red and was drawn with a humorous single stroke. It seemed like a thin layer of skin had been burned to create a welt.

Dietlinde seems to have improved her Fire Spirit Magic even further in the time I haven’t seen her.

“Ow, ow, it’s hot!? W-what is this!?”

“My clothes are on fire too. That bastard, he’s behind me. Someone put it out!!”

“Don’t burn my favorite outfit!!”

After a while, the six men were completely naked and, walking with their knees together, skillfully hid their private parts as they scattered in all directions. All that remained was Shota, who had been subdued by Mai.

“Y-you guys don’t think you’ll get away with this, do you? Behind me—”

Shota, subdued by Mai, had his overcoat stripped off, revealing his fox beastkin form. Shota’s fur stood on end, perhaps from fear, and was similar to Fleur’s fox-colored fur. Although Shota spoke defiantly, his fox ears were flattened and drooped, and his fluffy fox tail hung limply.

“Hal-sama, as punishment for attacking us, wouldn’t it be good to cut off his fox tail from the root? Shota, this might be the end of your career.”

Shiera, protecting Fleur behind her, descended from the carriage and advised cutting off Shota’s fox tail. Previously, I heard from Shera that being a “crippled tail” was the most humiliating state for them.

“W-what are you saying! It’s natural to help your own kin!!”

Shota’s face turned bright red with rage. However, Mai’s blade was pressed against his neck, and it was clear that we held the power of life and death.

“Did you say you were Shota… You tried to sell me too, didn’t you?”

“I… I was just watching!”

“You’re so persistent. Fleur, what should we do with this man?”

“Shota is also a stray… but he’s one of our own… Just don’t take his life…”

“So, cutting off his fox tail is acceptable, is it?”

“Shiera, I’ll help you.”

Tirna interrupted Shota and Shiera’s exchange. In her hand was a large pair of scissors, which she occasionally opened and closed, making a *shaki, shaki* sound.

“His fur quality is worse than Shiera’s or Fleur’s, but perhaps I can make a scarf out of it?”

Shota’s fox tail was caught between the blades of the scissors in Tirna’s hand. Now, it could be cut at any moment. Seeing Shota’s face, it was contorted with fear.

“N-no, stop!!”

Unable to endure the fear, Shota screamed and, shedding tears and snot, fainted ignominiously. We tied Shota up, tossed him in the corner of the carriage, and began to move.

8. The Arrogant Evil Doers Do Not Last Long ②
Fleur, the beautiful girl who was a Level 2 slave bid on at Suzomon’s ‘Blue Sky Slave Market,’ was a fox beastkin girl with fox ears and a fox tail, like Shera. Fleur was kidnapped while gathering wild vegetables near Shiltoppa’s hidden village and subsequently fell into slavery, but she seems to be caught up in some conspiracy. In response, Alicia, who has a strong sense of justice, offered to intervene. Furthermore, party members who joined in for the sake of amusement also did so, and we decided to punish the scoundrels who desired Fleur as a sex slave?

Well, the scoundrels will likely provide us with the best entertainment. According to what Fleur heard from Shota, the mastermind is a certain law-abiding Baron of the Espana Imperial Kingdom.

Normally, they are accustomed to their roles as former princesses of a fallen kingdom, but perhaps it is good for them to release some steam by doing good deeds like this sometimes. Our first destination was to meet Harold Hattan, who was supposed to receive Fleur, who was bought by the small-time fox beastkin slave trader Shota and then bought from him.

However, our movements were monitored when we left ‘Princess Knight’s Longing,’ and we were attacked in the lower town on the way. As our two carriages entered a narrow street in the lower town, we were surrounded by six thugs and threatened to hand over Fleur and Shiera.

However, seasoned mages could not possibly lose to mere human thugs. With Dietlinde’s Fire Spirit Magic and Elise and Shiera’s fire attribute magic, they were stripped naked and fled. At the same time, Shota, who was apparently observing the situation from the rear, was apprehended by Mai and became our captive.

Currently, Shota, bound with hand and leg cuffs and gagged, was lying on the floor of the carriage. Shota, upon realizing what had happened, was growling, but for now, it was fine to leave him be.

Our carriage entered the commercial district of Suzomon and soon arrived in front of Hattan Trading Company, run by Harold Hattan. According to information from Fleur, Harold is a political merchant. Indeed, Hattan Trading Company had a respectable establishment for a provincial town.

“Now, what should we do? The shop’s sign says it’s a purveyor to the Espana Imperial Household… Is Harold also a Quasi-Noble like me?”

We decided to have a preliminary discussion before storming Hattan Trading Company.

“What do you think? Hal is a First-Class Quasi-Noble, the highest rank. Couldn’t we just request a formal meeting?”

Alicia, being a Viscountess herself, seemed optimistic.

“In my opinion, how about we meet under the pretense of wanting to buy Fleur, a Level 2 slave, in place of Shota? I’m sure he’ll let something slip with his arrogant attitude…”

This time, Lyushenne offered her opinion. Indeed, we needed a pretext to meet Harold. Since Harold seems intent on securing Fleur, he would likely be happy to meet me if I showed up. As expected of Lyushenne, a former Princess. She is accustomed to dealing with those in power.

“Then, I’ll go in as a representative of Shota to sell Fleur and try to find out information about the final customer, that Baron?”

“I… I’m scared…”

“Don’t worry, Fleur. Leave it to Hal-sama and the others. After all, I’m alive today thanks to Hal-sama…”

Fleur, listening to our conversation, turned pale and trembled. It’s a bit pathetic, but if we don’t thoroughly expose their misdeeds, the same thing will happen again. Then, Ciel comforted her, and Fleur seemed to calm down.

“Excuse me. I am Hal Raymond, a slave trader. I have a product (slave) I wish to sell. Would you be able to inform Mr. Harold Hattan?”

In the afternoon of the day we were attacked, I disguised myself as a traveling slave trader like Shota by buying worn-out clothes from a second-hand shop and stood at the main entrance of Hattan Trading Company to announce my purpose. Behind me, Fleur, dressed as a Level 2 slave again, with a dirty hood, and Shiera, dressed in an elegant dress like a wealthy, leisurely madam were accompanying me.

The story is that yesterday, at the request of Ms. Shiera, a wealthy fox beastkin, Fleur, a beautiful girl of the same race who was put up for auction at the ‘Blue Sky Slave Market,’ was bid on. However, she was unruly, and we were even attacked by assailants, so even Ms. Shiera found her difficult to handle. Therefore, we decided to resell her to Mr. Harold Hattan, whom Fleur had told us was the intended buyer.

Incidentally, the captured Shota was made to lie on the carriage floor, and the remaining party members were monitoring him.

“You call yourself a slave trader, you little runt!? We are esteemed political merchants who supply the Espana Imperial Family. You, a filthy brat, are getting in the way of our business! Get lost!! Besides, if you’re selling something, you should go to the back entrance, not the front!! Kids these days have no manners.”

A man who seemed to be a low-ranking employee of Hattan Trading Company emerged and verbally abused us. In the end, we were unable to pass through the main entrance of Hattan Trading Company and had to go around to the back entrance.
“Excuse me. I am Hal Raymond, a slave trader. I have brought the goods (slaves) that Mr. Harard Hattan was looking for. Please announce my arrival to Mr. Harard Hattan.”

We circled around to the back service entrance and announced our visit again.

“Hey, you young slave trader, we can’t let a filthy person like you into the Hattan Trading Company! Come back the day after tomorrow!”

We had come to the service entrance following the instructions of the low-ranking employee who had dealt with us at the main entrance, but we were once again turned away. This was an unexpected predicament. We never imagined we wouldn’t even be able to enter the Hattan Trading Company…

“Huh?! W-wait a minute! That Fox Beastkin slave!! Hey, slave trader, just hold on. I’ll go ask Mr. Harard.”

As the young employee who was trying to drive me away, still bearing the scars of acne on his face, was about to do so, another, older employee appeared from behind him. The moment he saw me and Fleur, his expression shifted to one of shock for a fleeting instant. Then, he called out to us and said he would announce our presence to Harard Hattan. He probably had been involved in yesterday’s raid. Since there weren’t six of us, all stripped naked, perhaps he was one of those who had been monitoring the scene of the attack, like Shotta.

Despite a few twists and turns, it seemed we would finally be able to meet Harard Hattan.

We were made to wait for quite some time, but we were safely escorted to Harard Hattan’s office.

“Are you the slave trader, Hal Raymond? I am Harard Hattan.”

The merchant, who was balding and stout, was Harard Hattan.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Harard Hattan. I am Hal Raymond, the slave trader. The noblewoman waiting behind me is Ms. Ciel, our client for this job. And the Class 2 slave next to her is Fleur, whom we won at the ‘Blue Sky Slave Market’… She proved to be too much for Ms. Ciel, so today we have come to discuss reselling her.”

My demeanor was a bit overly polite, but since I was able to explain the situation as planned, I considered it a passing grade.

“I see, I see… She’s quite a beauty, and her breasts are large too. So, for how much are you reselling her?”

Fleur’s cheeks flushed crimson at Harard’s appraisal of her.

“How about 30 gold coins?”

“From what I’ve heard, wasn’t the winning bid at the ‘Blue Sky Slave Market’ 15 gold coins? Reselling at double the price is pure usury.”

“Then, how about 25 gold coins?”

“In my opinion, her value has decreased since the auction. Therefore, 10 gold coins would be more than enough for a resale price.”

“Mr. Harard, that is an outrageously unfair price.”

“Is that so? Then how about 12 gold coins?”

Hal and Harard engaged in intense negotiations over Fleur’s resale price, and in the end, they agreed to resell her for the nominal auction price of 15 gold coins. Of course, the final decision regarding the resale price was set to be Ms. Ciel’s, and her consent was obtained on the spot.

“Thank you very much for purchasing Fleur, our Class 2 slave, today. By the way, will the Fox Beastkin Fleur you purchased be kept by Mr. Harard, or will she be serving him? If so, she will need to be freed quickly or have a temporary master of her own race. If she remains a Class 2 slave, it would violate the interspecies agreement regarding slaves?”

I pretended to be speaking out of mild concern and probed Harard.

“Worry not, Lord Raymond. I am merely selling this Class 2 slave to Baron Dojiel, who requested her.”

“Is that so? It’s reassuring that the buyer is a Baron. Then let’s proceed with the resale procedures.”

Thus, we succeeded in extracting the name of Baron Dojiel, who we suspected was the mastermind behind this. The temporary master registered on Fleur’s slave band (Stigma) was changed from Ciel to Harard. The supplementary documents for the resale were completed, and as Hal and Ciel were about to leave, Fleur looked as if she was about to cry. However, we departed according to the original plan.

From here on, Mai, as usual, would probably uncover Fleur’s movements and Baron Dojiel’s objectives. Likewise, Alicia would inquire with the Noble Academy about Baron Dojiel’s reputation and character. Also, a certain insurance policy was in place for Fleur’s body, which was facing a crisis of chastity.

Then, the situation escalated late at night, three days after I resold Fleur to Harard Hattan. A black carriage appeared from nowhere and swallowed up the restrained Fleur, as if to conceal her in the darkness of the night, and departed. Of course, Mai was tailing them, but she was not someone who would be easily fooled by such amateurs.

Moreover, during the three days of waiting, various things came to light.

First, Harard Hattan, who had been using the authority of the Espana Imperial Family as a political merchant, originally made his living as a wholesale dealer of food products. Among the items he handled were confections, and it was his achievement of being the first to present a certain confection, which had swept the social circles, to the Espana Imperial Family that earned him the title of Third-Class Quasi-Noble.

Although this town of Suzomon belonged to the former Yver Duchy, which was aligned with the Wahl Imperial Kingdom, Harard Hattan’s foresight in presenting sweets to the Imperial Family of the rival Espana Imperial Kingdom was remarkable.

A Third-Class Quasi-Noble is treated with the dignity of a Baron when attending court at the White Castle of the Espana Imperial Kingdom. For my part, a First-Class Quasi-Noble receives the treatment of a Count, and a Second-Class Quasi-Noble receives the treatment of a Viscount. Originally, Quasi-Nobility was a convenient status to allow commoners to attend court. However, in recent years, it has evolved to be respected as equivalent to one rank lower than nobility outside the court.

In my case, I am treated as one rank below a Count, as a Viscount. On the other hand, Harard’s status is equivalent to a Baron-for-life or a Knightly status, more like a country gentleman than a noble, even if the title can be inherited.

Next, the apparent culprit behind the kidnapping of Fleur, the beautiful Fox Beastkin girl, Baron Dojiel, is a nobleman of the judiciary, Living Dawn Von Dojiel, from the Espana Imperial Kingdom. He is 45 years old and considered elderly. In his youth, he was known as a philanderer, having had numerous affairs not only in social circles but also in the pleasure districts. Though he was a man of strong passions, he has recently grown tired of human maidens and is said to be keeping several Beastkin maidens. Rumor has it that in the basement of Baron Dojiel’s mansion, he imprisons and abuses Class 2 Beastkin slaves obtained illegally.

It is highly probable that upon arrival at the Baron’s mansion, Fleur will be immediately taken to the basement and forced onto a bed for her virginity loss. If rescue is delayed, it is certain that she will be reduced to a mere sex toy.

However, Mai reported that the black carriage carrying Fleur entered a brothel built on a sandbank in the Sodo River, which flows through the town of Suzomon, without leaving the town. It seems that the sandbank in Suzomon is where the pleasure district is located. Perhaps Baron Dojiel, impatient for Fleur’s arrival, intends to come to Suzomon himself. According to information obtained by Alicia, Baron Dojiel, a nobleman of the judiciary, lives a leisurely life in the Imperial Capital Granza, so it will take several more days to reach the town of Suzomon even if he hurries his journey.

9. The Arrogant Heretic Will Not Last Long ③ △
I, Hal Harem Von Raymond, unexpectedly won the bid for Fleur, a beautiful Fox Beastkin girl, at the ‘Blue Sky Slave Market’ in Suzomon, a town I visited with Shera.

Fleur was a resident of the village of Shiltoppa, where Shera’s mother, Sherazade, was born. She was abducted by bandits while out gathering wild vegetables and became a slave. When it was revealed that Fleur had been kidnapped under the instructions of Baron Dojiel, a nobleman of the judiciary of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, Alicia, a Viscountess of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, requested that Baron Dojiel, who was a disgrace to nobility, be punished.

Baron Dojiel had committed a grave offense that could shake the unity of the Human-Beastkin Allied Forces, who were fighting the greatest enemy of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, the Demon Lord Army. If discovered, he would surely face severe punishment.

The party members of ‘Princess Harem,’ who had nothing better to do, agreed with her request and began a capture operation using Fleur as bait. After all, most of them had suffered greatly at the hands of the Espana Imperial Army, and it was likely they wanted some form of retribution.

Our original plan was to pass through the former Yver Duchy Territory and head for the former Yangas Kingdom Territory, which was Liliana’s homeland. However, we hadn’t set a strict deadline, and with most of the party members present here (except for Sophie), it was acceptable to take a slight detour if it was the collective will of the party.

Currently, we are using our new lodging in Suzomon, ‘The Maiden’s Shining Voyage,’ as our base for information gathering.

Meanwhile, Shotta, the Fox Beastkin slave trader we captured when repelling the six bandits who attacked us, remains imprisoned. However, upon seeing the faces of the ‘Princess Harem’ party members, he has become quite smitten.

On the other hand, I, along with Shera, who has transformed into her second form, Sierra, and Fleur, have resold Fleur to Harard Hattan, the political merchant who was originally supposed to sell her. Our goal is to expose Baron Dojiel, the mastermind behind this incident, and await his appearance.

Later, Mai confirmed through her tailing that Fleur had been taken to a brothel built on a sandbank in the Sodo River, which flows through Suzomon. Initially, I thought Baron Dojiel would visit her there, but it turned out that the purpose was to educate Fleur in the art of night service.

According to Eria, one of the ‘
I first held up my right hand to check my physical condition. This movement allowed me to check the flow of ki within my body. As a result, I discovered that I had been afflicted with some kind of curse originating from the severed part of my left hand. This curse was likely preventing my healing. Meanwhile, around my severed fox tail, the flow of ki was disrupted, and the overflowed ki was rampaging chaotically. Apparently, this was the reason why I felt unwell after losing my fox tail.

“Great gods, bestow your blessings upon this one.”

With the blessings of the gods, I purified the curse, which was akin to a mass of malice, that was flowing from my left arm. Shesshen’s body was enveloped in a faint light as the curse was purified. Next, I turned my body prone and lightly touched the area where my severed fox tail had been, over the bandages. This reconnected the severed flow of ki. With this, my physical condition should also begin to improve.

Then, as a finishing touch, I chanted a mid-level “Healing Magic,” and the bleeding wound closed, ending the treatment. It was a wound that I, with my knowledge from my past life, was able to heal, but it was surprisingly troublesome.

“Lord Shesshen, my treatment is now complete. How are you feeling?”

“I-I’ve never seen such brilliant ‘Divine Protection’ and ‘Healing Magic’ before! Lord Hal, you truly are a saint. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this good. Thank you very much for treating me.”

“N-No way… Lord Hal… is this amazing…”

“Fleur… finally understands how amazing Lord Hal is…”

After I finished treating Lord Shesshen, he didn’t understand what had happened to his body for a while. However, when he cautiously got up and realized his wound had completely healed, he thanked me with an exaggerated demeanor. Fleur, who witnessed this, was astonished, and Shera, who stood by her side, looked proud.

“With this, I can probably work hard as chieftain for a while. Shera, while I’ll give up on you this time, I expect you to succeed me in the future, so be prepared for it.”

“It’s… impossible for Shera… no, no.”

“Lord Shesshen… Shera can use ‘Beastification’…”

“Wh-what! Is that so? Shera! You can’t escape now!!”

“Lord Hal, I apologize, but Shera already has an important duty bestowed upon her by the God Clan.”

“Lord Hal, is that true!?”

“Yes—”

It happened so suddenly, but when I explained that I was acting according to a divine oracle from the God Clan, they believed me surprisingly easily. In fact, thinking back, our “Princess Harem” was blessed with such good fortune that it could only be attributed to the protection of the gods. We were treated as the highest caliber guests who had visited Shiltoppa’s hidden village as envoys of the gods. Well, considering that Swan Hilda, a Valkyrie of the God Clan, albeit a lower-ranking one, is among us, it’s not entirely improbable.

After that, we were treated to a welcoming banquet by the entire hidden village. After cleansing ourselves in the bath, we were ready to retire to our guest room bedrooms. As I was the only male in the “Princess Harem,” I was assigned a separate room. My assigned bedroom was in the style of the Eastern Nations, more specifically, in the style of the Kasai Country, my mother Shakura’s homeland.

*Knock, knock, knock*

Just as I was getting into futon and starting to drift off, the shoji screen was gently knocked.

“Is there something you need?”

“It’s… Fleur. Lord Hal, may I come in?”

It seemed to be Fleur who knocked on the shoji screen. However, her tone sounded more mature and seductive than usual. Fleur had mentioned in a casual conversation before that she couldn’t use the “Beastification” skill unique to the Beastkin. Alcohol was served at the banquet, so perhaps I was drunk?

“You can come in, Fleur.”

“Yes! Nya!”

However, when Fleur opened the shoji screen, entered the bedroom, and sat beside my futon, she was clearly more mature. Fleur shouldn’t be able to perform feats like Shera transforming into Shera-nee-san or Shiera through “Beastification.” So, what kind of transformation was this? Could it be that Mimi No. 1, Kirika’s summoned beast, the Mim, was imitating her?!

“Somehow, I feel like Fleur has become more mature… Am I drunk?”

“Th-that’s not true! I asked Chief Shesshen and received the precious ‘Chichidasu’ fruit.”

“What is the ‘Chichidasu’ fruit!?”

“Well, well, the ‘Chichidasu’ and ‘Chichimoge’ fruits grow on a tree called Chichinashi. And then—”

I took another look at Fleur’s appearance.

Fleur’s height seemed to have increased slightly. And what’s more, her previously flat, small breasts had swelled alluringly. Their size was even more abundant than the bulge created by my summoned beast, Mimi No. 2, the Mim, when it was made to mimic her breasts as a precaution when she was sent to Baron Dojiel as bait.

Fleur was wearing a kimono, an adaptation of the yukata worn as sleepwear in Kasai Country. The adaptation was around the hip area, with a slit made to allow her fluffy fox tail to emerge.

Since it was a yukata, the fabric was joined at the chest and secured with a sash. Furthermore, from the opening at the chest, a part of the cleavage and the swell leading to her breasts was peeking out. In other words, from the slightly disheveled chest of the yukata, she was revealing to me the exquisitely open, alluring mystery of a woman’s body, its rounded curves.

*Gulp*

Even though I thought the display was a bit too deliberate, I unconsciously swallowed hard.

**11. Thanks for the Release ② △**

“Fleur’s breasts have enlarged!?”

According to Fleur’s explanation, this change was due to the effect of a fruit called “Chichidasu.” Since the effect was temporary, lasting only about one night, she would return to her original form the next morning.

Apparently, this “Chichidasu” fruit is a precious fruit that needs to be gathered from the headwaters of the Gomelas Valley, where Shiltoppa’s hidden village is located. The headwaters of the Gomelas Valley are said to reach a spring between two mountains. These two mountains are likened to breasts and are called Twin Peaks Mountain. The Chichinashi tree is said to grow naturally near the summit of Twin Peaks Mountain.

The fruits of the Chichinashi tree are said to bear fruit only rarely. The fruits that grow are shaped like pears, and a red fruit called “Chichidasu” and a blue fruit called “Chichimoge” grow together. The effect of “Chichidasu” is said to temporarily grow the body and create an alluring physique. The part that grows most remarkably is the breasts… On the other hand, “Chichimoge” has a rejuvenating effect, but as a side effect, it makes breasts small, which is why it was given that name… By the way, if “Chichidasu” and “Chichimoge” are eaten together in equal amounts, their effects cancel each other out.

However, Twin Peaks Mountain is a dangerous area inhabited by Kobolds, Goblins, Ogres, and Treants. Furthermore, Twin Peaks Mountain is a hidden gem that only a few people know about, and perhaps due to the influence of female adventurers who have been visiting for years in search of Chichinashi fruits, the nature of the magical beasts there is generally lecherous.

Perhaps the monster that attacked the Saintess’s party on the mountain road of the main route, the self-proclaimed “Princess Knight Eater,” was also a creature originating from here.

There are two routes for collecting Chichinashi fruits: one is to ascend the mountain path along the mountainside, and the other is to traverse the underground dungeon formed within the mountain to reach the summit. It seems that Twin Peaks Mountain is a ruin from the Ancient Magical Civilization Era. And this underground dungeon is commonly called the “Opa-pa Dungeon.” Furthermore, a mysterious barrier is said to be placed above Twin Peaks Mountain, making it impossible to attack from the sky.

“Fleur, absolutely do not tell ‘Princess Harem’ party members about this information.”

“I-I understand… nya!”

If they knew about such valuable information, Mai and Kirika, who are worried about their small breasts, would likely eagerly embark on conquering it. Even if the effect only lasts for one night, women’s hearts are complex.

“So, what did you need me for?”

“Lord Hal saved me when I was enslaved… nya. Not only that, but you also defeated the villains who were targeting Shiltoppa… S-So… as my utmost gratitude, I offer you my virginity!!”

When I asked Fleur about her reason for coming, she blushed, her eyes became teary, and she threw herself into my arms.

“Fleur, w-wait… ugh…”

From Fleur’s embrace, I felt her faint sweet body odor and the sensation of her breasts, enlarged by “Chichidasu.” Furthermore, her perked-up fox ears tickled my cheek. As I savored Fleur’s body with my entire being, she leaned her lips, with clumsy movements, against mine.

“I offer my first kiss to Lord Hal! So… I want you to take me… nya!!”

After a prolonged first kiss, Fleur seemed satisfied and stated her desire with her eyes reflecting mine intensely.

“Are you really okay with this!?”

“I won’t regret it… nya.”

Then, Fleur quietly closed her eyes and entrusted everything to me.

However, perhaps in anticipation of what was to come, the fox ears on top of her head moved busily – *pikopiko* – and her fluffy fox tail wagged back and forth – *bunbun*. In humans, it’s said that “eyes speak louder than words,” but for Fox Beastkin, their fox ears and tail reveal their hidden emotions.

Now, how shall I take this beautiful girl’s virginity by what means?

I surveyed the interior of the bedroom again. The floor was made of mats woven from plants called tatami, and the futon was laid directly on top. Come to think of it, when I entered this mansion, I was told to take off my shoes, and this custom is seen in Kasai Country. I had experienced this before in the dilapidated mansion that Kirika lived in, which was merely called a “detached palace.”

There might be some connection between the Fox Beastkin and Kasai Country.

Three chests were arranged against the wall, and a round stool was placed in front of the dressing table. Naturally, the mirror was covered from above. I had Fleur sit on the round stool in front of the dressing table.

The brightly colored floral yukata had its chest slightly open, radiating a healthy allure. The yukata had long sleeves, covering her wrists, and her slender ankles and bare feet peeked out from beneath the hem.

As Fleur was a virgin, she sat with her legs tightly closed, behaving properly. Still, the fact that she closed her eyes, trusting me, was truly admirable. However, upon closer inspection, she seemed to be trembling slightly. As expected, she likely harbored both longing and fear for the “First Night Ritual.”

Looking at such a pitiable Fleur made me want to tease and torment her a little.

“Fleur, relax your legs. —Good, good, you’re a good girl.”

I held Fleur’s ankles and applied force to spread her legs. However, Fleur’s body was stiff with tension and wouldn’t allow me to spread them. It couldn’t be helped, so I commanded her, and she slowly began to spread them.

Pinching the hem of her yukata, I slowly lifted it up, revealing her knees. Then, slender shins appeared, followed by her slender ankles. The muscles of her calves were well-toned, and they felt smooth and elastic to the touch.

“…Ah… an, ah-an… H-How strange!?”

First, I lifted her right leg and rubbed my cheek against her calf, then I gave it pecking kisses. Fleur’s right calf glistened wetly from my saliva. I then played with her left leg in the same way.

“J-Just being touched… I can feel it…”

Next, I ran my hands from her shins to her knees, and my fingertips sought new territory, delving into her thighs. Her thighs, covered by the yukata, wriggled — *mochimochi* — with the movement of my hands. Fleur seemed to be getting seriously aroused now, reacting with a — *bikun* — when her erogenous zones were stimulated. My fingertips caressed her thighs, getting closer to her crotch, seeking the paradise where her secret place lay dormant. The sinful act of reaching under a beautiful girl’s clothes and caressing her lower body stimulated my own body as well.

“Wh-What is it!? Hya—… Hiii… No, nooo!”

As I stroked the soft flesh of her inner thighs, Fleur leaned against me, and sensuous moans began to escape her lips. Fleur seemed to be experiencing sexual pleasure for the first time in her life. No, to be precise, she had been caressed by the former Baron Dojiel, but she was unconscious then.

I pinched the hem of her yukata again and lifted it up to her mid-thigh. Then, I grasped her knees and spread her legs further. A beautiful girl sitting on a chair with her legs spread exuded an immoral aroma and was lustful. The root of her partially exposed thighs was dim due to the light source, but she seemed to be wearing panties.

“…Ah… Ahh… T-That’s not allowed… Wh-What is it…”

I slipped my head into the gap created by spreading her legs and kissed her right thigh. Then, while sucking with my lips, I savored the softness near her inner thighs. Fleur’s reaction intensified. As expected, the areas closer to her secret place seemed to have a higher concentration of erogenous zones. My palms enjoyed the elasticity and softness of her thighs, and occasionally, pretending to make a mistake, I touched her panties that hid her secret place.

Then, the hem of the yukata was lifted a third time, revealing the panties that concealed Fleur’s precious parts. I spread Fleur’s legs even further to their limit, brought my face close to the panties, and slowly sniffed. A sweet and sour scent, mixed with sweat and body odor, wafted to me. Fleur’s panties were luxurious lingerie made of thin silk, with frills sewn on them lavishly, but the part concealing the slit of her secret crack was only thin silk, showing her pubic hair forming a pale thicket, and the contours of her labia majora.

“…N-No… Th-That’s not allowed… It’s… dirty… Ah… Ah-an… nya!?”

I extended my tongue and began caressing her secret place through her panties. Suddenly, Fleur lost all composure and squirmed on the round stool, but I continued to caress her without stopping. At the same time, I moved my free left hand around to her back and grasped her fox tail. The tails of Fox Beastkin are considered vital points because they have many nerves. The moment I grasped her fox tail, she let out an exceptionally loud gasp and writhed.

“…Huff… huff… huff… Lord Hal, please don’t tease me… nya… Ugh… Ughh…”

Fleur, exposing her lustful state under my caresses, begged me not to tease her with teary eyes and saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth. I crouched down, tilted my head, and sealed Fleur’s lips, pushing my tongue in to initiate a deep kiss.

“Fleur, this is an adult deep kiss.”

“Lord Hal… I, I think I’m melting… nya… Ugh… Uguu…”

As I lectured Fleur about deep kissing, I sealed her mouth again, and my tongue ravaged the inside of her oral cavity. My developed canines, more so than human canines, brushed against her tongue, but Fleur’s tongue was soft and warm. The hesitation reflected in Fleur’s tongue movements as it tangled with mine. Driven by the reactions of an innocent virgin, my tongue became more daring. At the same time, touched by cute Fleur’s reactions, my penis also became erect, but since the foreplay for Fleur was only halfway done, I had trouble calming it down.

“Show me Fleur’s breasts.”

“Lord Hal, it’s… a little embarrassing to show my enlarged breasts…”

When I said I wanted to see her breasts, which had enlarged due to the effect of “Chichidasu,” Fleur, perhaps out of shyness, averted her face and trembled — *purupuru*.

*Purun, pururun*

“Fleur, they are very beautiful.”

“…Embarrassing… nya.”

Grabbing the collar of her yukata, I slowly and carefully spread it open to the sides. The sash was still tied, so it opened from that point, revealing her beautiful breasts. At the same time, her exposed upper body turned bright red with shame.

“…Hiii… Hyaa… It tickles… Ah… Hiii…”

Kissing her again, I lightly bit her lips, then licked her neck and sucked on her right nipple.

*Chupa, chuu~pa, rerorero, chu~pa, rerorero*

“…Ah… Ahh-an… My breasts… hurt… Ahhhh ♡ … Hiaaah ♡ …”

I frantically began caressing both her nipples, sucking them with my lips, rolling them with my tongue, and even pinching the other nipple with my fingertips and pulling it lightly, continuing the persistent caresses. At the same time, I squeezed her breasts from the lower side, kneading them — *monyumonyu*. Fleur’s breasts deformed in my palms and became colored by the caresses.

Due to my caresses and Fleur’s squirming, her yukata had now completely slipped down to her waist. And Fleur’s chest was blooming with the red flowers of kiss marks. Looking down, her legs, which had been spread apart, were now closed tightly.

“I’m… embarrassed… nya.”

This time, I spread the front of the yukata open to the sides, revealing her pure white panties and the healthy thighs extending from them. And her panties had embarrassing stains. Fleur seemed to be feeling it from my foreplay.

“…Th-That!? I-I don’t like it… Ah-an… Ahhh… Ahhh…”

Casually placing my right hand on Fleur’s crotch, I poked, then stroked, and then rubbed the area with the embarrassing stain. Fleur tried to grab my right hand with both hands, but when I manipulated her fox tail with my left hand, she could no longer retaliate.

*Pechya, pechya, kuchya, kuchya, nucha, nucha, nucha*

My right arm naturally wrapped around her entire female genitalia from above her panties and began the undulating motion taught by Gaspar Daro. By moving my entire palm in a complex manner, I could caress her unexperienced female genitalia without causing damage. And Fleur’s crotch began to make lustful wet sounds, and she leaned against me, groaning.

**12. Thanks for the Release ③ 〇**

It’s probably enough foreplay now.

Judging that, I untied the sash with my left hand, which had been caressing her fox tail.

*Shuu, shusha, basa*

With a slight struggle, accompanied by the sound of rustling clothes, the sash came undone, and the yukata fell onto the tatami. Fleur was now wearing only her pure white panties. However, due to the simultaneous caressing of her female genitalia and fox tail, Fleur’s thinking ability seemed to be impaired, and she didn’t seem to notice that her yukata had been removed. I picked up Fleur and laid her on the futon, but unlike usual, it was on the tatami, not on a bed, so it took some effort to put her down and my back ached.

“……..”

Fleur, now in only her pure white panties, averted her bright red face from me, hiding her breasts with her right arm and her crotch with her left arm. This very defenseless reaction, which incites a man’s heart, is a pure pose allowed only to a maiden with little experience with the opposite sex. My penis was also painfully erect, but I managed to calm it down, and I also took off the pajamas I had changed into from the bathroom, becoming just a panty-clad me.

What if… For a virgin, a penis can be shocking, so it’s better to hide it as much as possible for peace of mind.

“Fleur, show me your precious place.”

Lifting Fleur’s lower body, I slowly removed her pure white panties. In Fleur’s crotch, fox-colored pubic hair formed a faint thicket. Her labia were neatly closed, but the slit between them was filled with secreted love juice, and at the upper end, a cute bean-like clitoris glans was visible. Looking down, I could observe her anus and the base of her fox tail through her perineum. This secret straight line would surely lead Fleur to climax no matter where it was stimulated.

Since she is a virgin, I will refrain from developing her anal region.

Continuing to lift her lower body and spreading her shapely legs in what is known as the “cow-moo” position, her slightly parted labia peeked out before me. Her fox tail dangled and swayed on Fleur’s back.

“I-I’m embarrassed! I don’t like this pose… Hegi!? M-My vagina!”

*Kuchu, kuchu, guchu, guchu, juru, jururi, guchu, guchya*

Since I couldn’t perform too strenuous caresses on virgin Fleur, I licked the slit of her labia majora with my tongue and poked her clitoris glans. Love juice flowed from Fleur’s vagina like an unexploited spring, and my tongue tip slipped into the slit. Just that alone made Fleur’s female genitalia produce lustful sounds.

Judging that the time was right, I spread her labia majora wide with both hands — *kuchuri* — and examined the condition of her flesh folds.

“Fleur’s flesh folds are a pretty pink color.”

“Hyaaa, don’t look! Don’t look!! Lord Hal, don’t look!!!”

As I spread Fleur’s labia majora and exposed her urethra opening and vagina opening, Fleur responded by moving her — *jitajita* — legs, but in this posture, she couldn’t stop me.

*Juru, jururi, juru, juru*

With her vagina opening exposed, I thrust my tongue. Usually, I would insert my finger to expand the moist vagina opening, but this time I decided to try with my tongue. Fleur’s vagina opening was narrow at first, but by the time my tongue tip became numb from fatigue, it had swallowed about half of my tongue and expanded. Then, as I sucked the overflowing love juice, a lustful sound echoed in the bedroom.

“Fleur, I’m going to take your first soon. By the way, do you have a favorite position? I recommend missionary position, but if you want to be like a beastkin, doggy style is also fine.”

“Lord Hal… Please don’t hurt… nya. I’ll leave the position up to you… nya.”

Fleur, fully prepared, had her panties lowered, and the tip of my penis was moist and had leaked a little semen. Although I had asked Fleur about her preferred position for losing her virginity, since she left it up to me, I decided on the missionary position. After all, it would be a lifelong memory for Fleur, so it’s better to stick to the basics.

“I-It’s huge!? I-I can’t fit that!!”

Fleur, seeing my erect penis for the first time, fell into a mild panic, but this was par for the course. Returning to a kneeling position from the “cow-moo” position, I spread her legs open again, and she pressed down from above. Ignoring Fleur, who was moving her legs vigorously again, I spread her labia majora with my right hand, simultaneously widening her vagina opening, and grasped the shaft of my penis with my left hand to aim, then directed it towards Fleur’s vagina opening.

“Hiii, it hurts, it hurts! It’s going to tear!!”

Listening to Fleur’s screams, my penis began to slide into her vagina.

“It might hurt a little, but bear with it. Break! Hymen!!”

“It hurts, it hurts this much, Lord Hal, please pull out… Huh!? Hyaaaah!!”

As usual, the tip of my penis reached the narrow part of the vaginal wall. Her hymen existed beyond this point. It would be less painful to break it all at once. I tensed my waist and thrust downwards, completely breaking her hymen. At the same time, an unbearable scream, unlike what one would expect from a girl, burst from Fleur’s lips, but I managed to achieve virginity loss in one go.

From the junction of my penis and Fleur’s vagina opening, a viscous red drop, mixed with Fleur’s love juice and the “blood of proof,” trickled down. I further advanced into the vagina, stopping just before her cervix.

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts~”

Fleur was crying from the pain of losing her virginity.

“Look, Fleur, it’s properly inserted, isn’t it?”

“My, my vagina has Lord Hal inside… nya.”

Then, I waited for Fleur to calm down for a while.

“Can I move soon?”

“…Yes…”

With Fleur’s permission, I slowly began to move my waist for thrusting.

“…Y-Yes, it hurts… But… Ahya—… Ahh… Hiii…”

In a position where I was pressing down on Fleur, I thrust my penis in again and again.

“…Ahhh… H-How strange… Ahh ♡ ! … An, an, Ahh ♡ …”

*Zucchya, zucchy, zucchy*
*Pan, pan, pan*

In the bedroom, Fleur’s moans, the sound of our genitals rubbing against each other, and the dry sound of Fleur’s thighs and my crotch colliding echoed. Midway through, we changed positions to doggy style, but her fox tail was a little in the way. Still, as I thrust upwards, I caressed her fox tail and breasts, and Fleur moaned with a sloppy expression.

“…Ahhh ♡ ! … I, I’m coming, coming!!”

Fleur, reaching climax with another scream, relaxed her body.

“Fleur! Take this!!”

*Dopyuuu*

As usual, I waited for Fleur’s climax and ejaculated, reaching orgasm together. I have become quite skilled at these techniques. Still, seeing the beautiful girl Fleur’s face flush with shame and her moans turn into an “ahegao” was truly a precious sight.

Fleur, her “First Night Ritual” successfully completed, lay sprawled out, not even caring about soiling the futon. Looking down at her crotch, her vagina opening, still uncontracted, was exposed, and from it dripped a pinkish mucus mixed with her own love juice, virgin blood, and the semen I had given her. Furthermore, due to the virgin blood, our crotches were stained red, and the futon was in a sorry state.

As usual, I chanted “Washing Magic” and dealt with the dirt adhering to the futon and our bodies. However, I suddenly realized that cleaning up after oneself is quite a hassle for ordinary people. This time, perhaps because the foreplay was too long, Fleur was exhausted. The cleanup, including inside her vagina, was already complete, but I decided to let her sleep like this for tonight.

I gently kissed Fleur’s cheek as she slept, breathing softly, and lay down next to her.

The next morning, as the shoji screen brightened and the night sky began to lighten, I woke up.

“She’s back to her original form.”

Looking at Fleur’s naked body sleeping beside me, the twin mounds of her breasts, which I had cherished last night, had vanished, and I saw small breasts, about the same size as Mai’s or Kirika’s. The effect of that “Chichidasu” had likely worn off. I watched Fleur’s sleeping face for a while. Fleur, who occasionally turned in her sleep, was cute.

“Fleur, it’s morning!”

It seemed about time for breakfast, so I pinched her nose to urge her awake.

“…Fugah!? Wh-Who… nya? Ah! Lord Hal… Good morning… nya.”

“Fleur, good morning. How do you feel!?”

“…My hips hurt… nya. But, but, this is… what I wanted… nya.”

As I conversed with Fleur, she seemed to recall last night’s events, her face turned bright red, and she roughly put on her yukata and ran out of the bedroom. As for me, I would have liked another round or two, or perhaps some extra play in the bathroom, but Fleur was already gone.

Speaking of which, I hadn’t received a reward from Shera for saving Fleur, but I decided to overlook it and consider it an offset as part of Fleur’s “First Night Ritual.” In any matter, moderation is key.

I could only wish Fleur, who performed her “First Night Ritual” last night, happiness.

“With this, all the incidents have been resolved. Now then, let’s, ‘Princess Harem,’ head towards Liliana’s homeland, the Former Yangus Kingdom Territory, once again!”

As we were seen off by the people of Shiltoppa’s hidden village, and I announced our next destination, Elise, the vice-leader of ‘Princess Harem,’ with a serious expression and an apologetic face, stated our next destination to be Twin Peaks Mountain, a place that should have been a secret between me and Fleur.

“Wh-Why does Elise know that name!?”

“We learned about ‘Chichidasu’ and ‘Chichimoge,’ which change breast size for one night only, during casual conversation at last night’s banquet.”

“Hmm.”

When I questioned Elise, Kirika and Mai came forward and told me that the topic had come up during last night’s banquet. It was also surprising that even Lyushenne and Elise, who already have large breasts, were very interested. Beautiful breasts are a symbol of motherhood and beauty for women, so perhaps even beautiful girls experience envy like “the grass is greener on the other side.”

And so, we decided to make a detour to Twin Peaks Mountain in search of the phantom fruits, “Chichidasu” and “Chichimoge,” which can be harvested from the Chichinashi tree.

Thank you for reading.
Episode 33: “Shera III” – Mother, you too… nya!? I turned down the Sazania Kingdom’s throne… ** signifies the end of this part.

Episode 34: “Dietlinde III and Serena” is scheduled for posting on July 1st.