The Young Master of the Slave Trader – I Aim at Princess Harem – – Chapter 473

1. The Princess’s Return

I, Hal Harem Von Raymond, feel a lingering fatigue, and the rising sun appears yellowish. This is because I spent two consecutive nights, the day before yesterday with Miralca and last night with Tirna, performing the “First Night Ritual.” Moreover, if we include Salome-chan, who caused me to collapse from exhaustion, it was the third “First Night Ritual” in a row.

Gently and carefully breaking a maiden’s virginity requires ample foreplay to loosen the body, especially the vagina. This places a significant burden on me. However, considering that I received their innocent first times, it’s safe to say that I am the one who benefited overall.

I awoke in the luxurious canopied bed in the guest room of Elgerblard Castle. Tirna, with whom I had made love last night, was no longer present. She had likely gone to tell Lyushenne about her transformation into a woman. Nevertheless, compared to when I rescued Tirna from Park-li’s mansion, she had blossomed into a beautiful maiden. Her body, now smooth thanks to “Hair Removal Magic” for depilation, enhanced Tirna’s still girlish beauty.

The city of Inman, the capital of the Count Elgerbl territory and straddling the border that connects the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom and the former Yangas Kingdom territories, has a unique structure. Originally, this area was a dense forest where wild beasts and magical beasts roamed freely. Furthermore, endemic diseases plagued the people, making it a difficult place for travelers.

Despite this miasmic land, the Count Elgerblard Family was ordered by the then Wahl Emperor to guard the border and thus developed the border city of Inman. Later, as the Frontier Count Yangas declared himself King Yangas, the family continued to exist as a unique Count Family, serving both the Wahl Imperial Family and the Yangas Royal Family.

Considering this, was the Yangas Kingdom already respected by the Wahl Imperial Kingdom since its days as the Frontier Count Yangas territory? In fact, the Yangas Kingdom seemed to possess considerably more national strength than the Yver Duchy, Sophie’s homeland. Furthermore, being a Frontier Count likely signified that they were an outside force to the Wahl Imperial Kingdom.

However, looking at the good relationship between Lyushenne and Liliana, who are distant relatives, it seems there will be no problems during their reign.

The border city of Inman is formed by the Elgerblard Castle situated at the intersection of the border and the main road, surrounded by a developed castle town. The city is divided by the Elgerblard Castle’s walls, the border line, and the strong fortifications surrounding the castle town. To cross the border, there is one checkpoint for entering each country.

While normal travelers would pass through these checkpoints, we, the entourage of “Princess Harem,” esteemed guests of the Count Elgerblard Family, passed through Elgerblard Castle with a free pass, taking an unusually direct route to the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory.

Looking at the beautifully paved cobblestones, they were still wet, indicating that it had rained lightly last night.

The former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory is the homeland of Lyushenne and Tirna, and it was also the final destination of our Second Expedition Trip. I too feel a deep sense of emotion. We were allowed to pass through the castle, a veritable “backdoor,” on our return journey as well, and I am truly grateful for the consideration of the Provisional Count Elgerblat and Miss Eringye.

“At last, I can set foot on the soil of my homeland. To be able to stand on this land alive! …Ugh… uu…uu…”

“Princess Lyushenne, my deepest sympathies. I too…”

“I offer my thanks to the ancestral spirits and the land of Wahl that nurtured me—chu.”

Upon passing through the gate built into the castle walls of Elgerblard Castle and entering the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory, Lyushenne disembarked from the carriage, knelt on the ground, and with a reverent gesture, kissed the earth as a greeting of her return. Tirna, who followed behind her, also conducted herself appropriately as the former chief lady-in-waiting, and the party members, recognizing the importance of the ceremony, stood by solemnly.

“Hal, look at that! There’s a double rainbow!”

“Whoa, that’s amazing!”

In the sky of the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory, visible in the distance, was a double rainbow, perhaps a blessing from the divine realm, signifying good fortune. The rainbow, pointed out by Alicia, who was the first to notice it, added a vibrant and sacred hue.

“That’s incredible! The divine realm is also blessing Lyushenne’s return to this land!”

“As expected of Lyushenne. She is the rightful successor of Saliand Wahl, the ancient hero and renowned Sword Hero, just like myself.”

Swan Hilda wryly remarked that the double rainbow, a propitious omen, seemed to reveal the intentions of the divine realm. Elise, a descendant of Ensherry Portra, the ancient Hero and known as the Staff Hero, nodded with a smug expression. Edele, on the other hand, looked displeased. Swan Hilda and Edele were also descendants of Azarii Desmon, the ancient Hero and known as the Shield Hero, but their homeland was under the rule of demons corrupted by evil magic, and they could not return.

Receiving this revelation, I felt that, similar to Elise’s case, I needed to visit the “Yoke of God,” which was also Saliand Wahl’s burial site, and reinforce the seal that prevents passage between the demon realm and the human world. I had believed it was the duty of Elise, who is also the “Sealed Shrine Maiden,” to strengthen the seal, but perhaps the seals in this land were also deteriorating with the passage of time.

“Lord Hal, we have finally entered the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory, our final destination. How shall we proceed from here?”

“Indeed, Elise. For now, let’s stop by the Adventurer’s Guild in the city of Inman on the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory side to gather information. Originally, we thought that going to the Imperial Capital Ashurai would suffice for most of our plans, but observing our journey so far, detours seem important as well.”

“Th-that’s true…”

As we were about to board the two carriages again, Elise, the副長 (sub-leader) of “Princess Harem,” asked about our future plans. Playing it safe, I instructed them to head to the Adventurer’s Guild to gather information.

“Lyushenne, you agree with that, don’t you?”

“Yes, Lord Hal. Please handle it as you see fit.”

This time, we boarded the carriages and began our journey to gather information at the Adventurer’s Guild. Edele was holding the reins of the lead carriage, and I was resting beside her. Aerria was operating the rear carriage, with Liliana sitting beside her, looking around with interest. Furthermore, on my lap sat ‘Lala,’ the eldest of the three vampire sisters.

“It feels like it’s been a while since we last saw Lala.”

“We were nearby, but we didn’t want to get involved with zombies and skeletons.”

“Aren’t you three vampire sisters also part of the undead category?”

“We are middle-level demon vampires, born in the demon realm, and ancient divine ancestors who have lived for an eternity. But those are lowly beings generated by evil magic solidified by resentment, and they are abhorrent things whose dead flesh gradually rots. We are completely different from them, we noble beings.”

“I-is that so…”

“Master Harem, I… don’t smell, do I?”

“Indeed, it’s not the smell of death, but the sweet scent of a girl.”

“Right, right. Because what I am and those are completely different!”

‘Lala,’ having asserted herself on my lap, leaned her back against my stomach and began to doze. She’s quite a free-spirited old loli, but for now, it’s good that she’s not acting antagonistically. Still, the three vampire sisters are targeting me to placate me, and it seems I’m gradually developing some affection for them.

As for the self-destruct attack against the demons proposed by the Holy Spirit Serena… is it too cruel?

We proceeded along the road on the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory side towards the Adventurer’s Guild in the commercial district. I noticed an unusually large number of people walking by, likely refugees who had fled from the attack by the undead led by Princess No-Life Salome-chan a few days ago from the former Yangas Kingdom territory. In essence, the city of Inman seems to have a mirrored structure with the border as the axis of symmetry. That’s why Edele, who was driving, was able to head to the Adventurer’s Guild without mistake.

Incidentally, I had been confined to bed after having my Elixir squeezed out by Salome-chan, so I hadn’t gone to the Adventurer’s Guild on the former Yangas Kingdom territory side. That’s why I asked Edele to drive. People walking around were locals, travelers, merchants, and adventurers, all hurrying along.

However, even among the adventurers, who were dressed in rather flamboyant attire, the “Princess Harem” costumes, which concealed their faces, seemed particularly unusual. Nevertheless, with the number of people filling two carriages, it seemed manageable. Well, it’s unavoidable since most of the party members have reasons not to show their faces.

The passing cargo carriages were piled high with grain in sacks, seemingly transported from the granary regions of the Southern Nations, or overflowing with daily necessities, and even carrying purchased Level 2 slaves. Just observing their comings and goings made it clear that the city of Inman was a hub of trade. Occasionally, black, imposing carriages passed by; perhaps they belonged to noble families.

“Lord Hal, we’ve arrived at the Adventurer’s Guild.”

“It was closer than I expected.”

While I was observing our surroundings, Edele informed me of our arrival at the Adventurer’s Guild, and soon after, we left the carriages in the parking lot and entered the doors of the Adventurer’s Guild. Although the distance traveled was short, the horses, seemingly having been bored, were happily wagging their tails. Even though we had gone to the bottom of the vertical shaft yesterday, it might have only been a light exercise for the horses.

“It’s interesting how it’s basically the same townscape as the Yangas side city, a mirrored structure. Although there were differences in the buildings along the way, the Adventurer’s Guild has the same exterior and interior… It seems public facilities are built the same way.”

“It’s supposedly a measure to prevent confusion for first-time travelers… but it’s impossible in historic cities. Since the Count Elgerblard Family led the city’s development, it’s probably well-organized.”

“Indeed… Even in the Imperial Capital Granza of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, the roads are bewilderingly complex.”

“That’s also part of what makes it enjoyable.”

Alicia, walking beside me, said this with a curious expression, and I shared my opinion. Alicia seemed very interested in the city planning of Inman.

“The Hero Party is still fighting around the border between the Western and Northern countries, as usual.”

“A while ago, the Demon Lord Army had the upper hand, and several small countries surrendered. However, it seems the Human-Demi-Human Allied Forces have gained some ground.”

“The tide seems to be turning a bit, but what’s the reason?”

“Could it be… that our activities have started to bear fruit?”

“Liliana, you think so…?”

“Yes, Lord Hal. In the countries we’ve passed through, factions opposing Espana have reconciled with the provisional governors for the restoration of royal authority, and it is said that the number of volunteers for the ‘Human-Demi-Human Allied Forces’ is increasing…”

The first place I headed to within the Adventurer’s Guild was the whereabouts of the Hero Party, which included my former self, Bishop Lester. The battle was a back-and-forth struggle, with notices posted about defeating major figures of the Demon Lord Army or recapturing occupied cities.

In any case, for the Hero Party to make significant moves, the main unit of the Human-Demi-Human Allied Forces would have to invade the Northern countries first. For that to happen, the systems of the human nations sending out soldiers must be stabilized. Speaking of oracle-related heroes, Liliana, who fancies herself a self-proclaimed hero researcher, is so enthusiastic that it almost makes me laugh.

In other words, the subjugation of Demon King Gandaro and the liberation of the Northern countries requires the restoration of the monarchy by the legitimate successors of the countries invaded by the Espana Imperial Kingdom. When I was Bishop Lester, my focus was on the immediate battles, but it’s interesting that my actions, even indirectly, are supporting the Hero Party.

We also obtained various other pieces of information, including reports of cult-like religious groups fighting each other in neighboring areas, information about anti-Espana factions in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory, the latest news about the annihilated Assassin’s Guild, and information about up-and-coming adventurer parties.

2. The “Discarded Daughter” to St. Freud Monastery

We, the “Princess Harem” entourage, stopped by the nearest “Adventurer’s Guild” to gather the latest information on the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory.

There, we learned that my former self, Bishop Lester, was actively engaged and that the Hero Party had defeated an executive of the Demon Lord Army. According to my memory, the Demon Lord Army was still an overwhelmingly powerful enemy for the Hero Party at this time, and they were doing well just by fighting day by day.

Furthermore, with the collapse of the Wahl Imperial Family, who had been admired for many years, some people who lost their spiritual support have become engrossed in suspicious cults. Moreover, there is a conflict between two religious organizations. Although the Asgard Holy Church is the largest religious organization in this region, this is a common occurrence when people’s hearts are disturbed.

The cults in question are apparently the Demonic Milk Religion and the Pure and Poor Breast Religion. They are often abbreviated as the Manoo Religion and Hinnoo Religion, respectively. As the names suggest, both religions revere women’s breasts, but they seem to have differences or specific preferences regarding the size of the breasts they worship.

Although the tenets are headache-inducing, they are likely important to the followers.

The Demonic Milk Religion reportedly teaches that abundant breasts, such as large, explosive, or demonic breasts, symbolize fertility. Their sacred object is said to be a statue of a milk goddess called “Exploding Demonic Milk-sama,” unearthed from ancient ruins. The creator is said to be Arahuto X, an artist from the Ancient Magical Civilization Era, known for his infamous quote, “Breasts are explosions!” If it were a genuine, complete piece, it would be of immense value.

On the other hand, the Pure and Poor Breast Religion teaches that the truth of the world lies in the slight undulations of small or flat breasts and apparently venerates Elf women as symbols of small breasts. In that case, would Dietlinde, a large-breasted elf, be considered a betrayer?

“Dietlinde, do you know of such a pseud-religious cult?”

“I have no need to perceive false teachings concocted by humans! I simply show my abundant breasts and drive away the Hinnoo cultists! To concoct such false teachings in a world where true gods reside is an act of impiety!”

“I also do not recognize the Manoo Religion! I will destroy their false idol of demonic milk as soon as I find it!”

“N! Exactly!!”

When I brought up the topic to Dietlinde, she, perhaps with the confidence of one who possesses something, dismissed the Hinnoo Religion with a single utterance. Meanwhile, Kirika and Mai, the flat-chested duo, vowed to destroy the Manoo Religion’s sacred object if they found it. Although I was the one who brought it up, my head began to ache.

There also seems to be an anti-Espana movement within the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory. However, upon seeing the wanted poster for the leader of the anti-Espana movement, Lyushenne clicked her tongue and sighed.

“The existence of an anti-Espana movement is a cause for joy, as it means some talented individuals have survived. However, this… is unacceptable.”

The wanted poster Lyushenne was looking at read, “Daba Dabata Von Darkhorse.”

“Lyushenne, is there a problem with this person?”

“Lord Hal, this nag (Daba) is the dissolute son of the Duke Darkhorse Family. He was ridiculed at social gatherings as a ‘walking phallus.’ The Duke Darkhorse Family itself was originally called the shame of the Wahl Imperial Family. Why did the Espana Imperial Army not eradicate them… I… will absolutely prevent this nag from using the surname Wahl!”

Lyushenne seemed to have renewed her resolve. Still, to think that an officially surviving blood relative of the Wahl Imperial Family would be such a scoundrel… my head aches again. The surrounding party members also wore sympathetic expressions.

“Princess Lyushenne, I share the same opinion. This outrageous act must be stopped at all costs. I, too, have had this nag touch my buttocks!”

Tirna, who was standing behind Lyushenne, had a similar attitude, and Daba Dabata Von Darkhorse was clearly disliked. By the way, Tirna, having undergone the “First Night Ritual” last night, was walking with a slightly spread-legged gait. She probably felt discomfort in her crotch area after just losing her virginity. If Tirna had requested it, I would have immediately healed her with “Healing Magic.”

“Princess Lyushenne, you have it tough. But to think that the opposing candidate is that nag! I also have unpleasant memories, so I will fully support you. This nag even tried to grope my breasts and told me to become his concubine; he’s a lecherous madman!”

Liliana also expressed her disgust. A person who is disliked by so many women might be considered somewhat remarkable in a way.

Meanwhile, there was no new information regarding the “Assassin’s Guild.”

“Sharon, has the Assassin’s Guild truly been annihilated?”

“I wonder… Lord Hal. I suspect they have gone into hiding deep underground, fearing pursuit. I am also glad that you saved me, and I know the location of the secret base where we convert people into ‘Killing Dolls,’ so I will guide you there.”

“I’ll be counting on you then.”

“Yes, Lord Hal. I had also been desperate to escape that organization. Not only was I able to achieve that, but if I had remained enrolled, I would probably have been killed… You are all my lifesavers. However, isn’t it ironic? That I, who made a living killing traitors, survived…”

Sharon gazed into the distance, seemingly lost in thought. Perhaps she was thinking of friends she had disposed of as a traitor-killer. Nevertheless, the nun’s habit she wore when summoned suited her very well. Currently, following the example of the “Princess Harem” party members, she wears a mask modeled after a Valkyrie and a hooded robe, but underneath, she is in a nun’s attire. Perhaps this is her way of atoning and seeking redemption for those she has killed.

Additionally, there were rumors of a newly emerging adventurer party led by a peerlessly handsome man, achieving remarkable success. All the party members were said to be handsome and beautiful, with the exception of one elderly man. Well, this seems to be completely unrelated to us.

“Everyone, we have gathered enough information. Let’s depart from the city of Inman.”

“Yes, Lord Hal. I can’t wait to see what special dishes await us in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory! I’m so looking forward to it~ Huff huff huff!”

When I announced that we would end our information gathering at the Adventurer’s Guild, Elise, the副長 (sub-leader) of “Princess Harem,” responded with agreement. However, Elise’s mind seemed to be solely focused on eating her fill of local delicacies. The surrounding party members tried to distance themselves from Elise, pretending to be uninvolved, but it was futile as they were all wearing the same costumes.

“Hal, what’s next?”

“Let’s see… Alicia. We are heading for the Old Imperial Capital Ashurai, but our next destination is the city of Ribidoon. Tonight, we plan to stay at an inn in a farming village along the way.”

Boarding the two carriages, we left the Adventurer’s Guild and headed towards our next destination, Ribidoon, via the main road. The distance from the border city of Inman to Ribidoon is expected to take several days.

“Ugh… get up already! Guh… Gug. It won’t budge!”

“Th-this is troublesome.”

“Sorry, I accidentally made the wheel fall into the ditch through my carelessness.”

“It couldn’t be helped. You were trying to avoid the child who suddenly darted out.”

“It helps to hear you say that. But we’ll need to call for reinforcements if we can’t lift it.”

“Do something about it! Miss is kind, so she won’t get angry, but she’s in quite a predicament!!”

“Yes, yes. I understand…”

As our carriage took a side road through a residential area as a shortcut to the main road, we saw a black carriage ahead of us stuck in a ditch with a fallen wheel. We couldn’t proceed until we resolved the situation. The carriage was a single-horse, small box carriage, likely belonging to a Spanish noble. The burly man who appeared to be the coachman was trying to lift the carriage, but the situation looked dire.

Behind them, a young lady in a dress sat in a wheelchair, with a woman in a maid’s uniform holding and stabilizing the wheelchair.

“Shera, help me.”

“Understood… nya.”

I stopped the carriage and asked Shera for help. Shera, with her fox-like beastkin racial trait of “Beastification,” transformed into Shera-nee-san. While Shera was a somewhat cunning little fox, Shera-nee-san was a rough-and-tumble older sister type with visible abdominal muscles.

“You seem to be in trouble. We’ll help you.”

“Oh, thank you.”

As Shera-nee-san and I approached, the beautiful young lady in the wheelchair responded with apparent joy.

“I’m so sorry, but please lend me your strength. Shall I lift it on my count?”

“Understood.”
“Gotcha.”

“Here we go, saa!”

“Uguuuu.”

With the addition of Shera-nee-san and myself, we successfully lifted the fallen wheel back onto the road.

“My, my, thank you so much. I’ll treat you to some tea as thanks.”

“Ah… we have a large group… Would that be a problem?”

“I have my pride as a former Viscount’s Daughter. Please, let me treat you.”

“Lord Hal, let’s accept their offer!”

“R-right… In that case, we won’t be shy.”

We then followed the leading carriage to a nearby cafe.

“Thank you so much for your assistance this time. My name is Mamiya Yarai Von Rankraila. This is my attendant, Silaram Yakka, and this is Doruga Doran, the mercenary I hired for this journey.”

“Thank you for your help.”
“You saved us!”

“My name is Hal Harem Von Raymond. We are an adventurer party called ‘Princess Harem,’ and this is Shera-nee-san, a half-human, half-fox beastkin. Furthermore, I am truly grateful for being treated to refreshments by the other party members.”

“Consider it fortunate that you encountered us!”

We were then treated to tea and sweets. Shera-nee-san and I, who directly assisted them, sat at the same table as Mamiya-san and the others, while the rest of the party members took seats at surrounding tables, making the cafe feel like it was exclusively ours.

“Looking at it, it seems Sir Raymond is the only man in ‘Princess Harem.’ Is it a so-called Harem Party! It’s enviable to build a harem at such a young age. I wish I could emulate you.”

Doruga, looking at us, “Princess Harem,” turned his head with envy and winked at the party members. Of course, no one responded, and Doruga scratched his head to cover his embarrassment.

“By the way, you mentioned you were a former Viscount’s Daughter, Lady Rankraila? Is there a deep reason for that? If you don’t mind, I can offer my counsel.”

“Lord Raymond, it is rude to ask such personal questions!”

I inquired about the true meaning of the words “former Viscount’s Daughter” that Mamiya-san had let slip earlier. While Lady Lyra herself gave a wry smile, her attendant, Silaram, became enraged.

“Silaram, it is disrespectful to our benefactor.”

“Miss, you shouldn’t trust these adventurers. Adventurers and thugs are two sides of the same coin!”

“Now, now, if you get too angry, you’ll get wrinkles on your forehead.”

“And who are you? This is not something one should discuss with mere adventurers.”

“Forgive my rudeness. My name is Lyushenne. And tell me, Lady Rankraila, perhaps if you tell me, I might be able to help you.”

Lyushenne, interjecting into our conversation, even though she was still wearing her Valkyrie-patterned mask, seemed to unnerve Silaram. Lyushenne had previously taken in Tirna and appointed her as chief lady-in-waiting, and something about Mamiya-san had struck a chord with her. As proof, Tirna also sighed, and Liliana and the others were listening with keen interest.

It felt like they were observing a perfect source of entertainment to pass the time.

“Princess Lyushenne… Your name is the same as that charming beauty of the former Empire.”

“Yes, it is a great honor. Viscount Rankraila’s territory was located near the Southern Nations, wasn’t it? Their specialty was dairy products, if I recall correctly.”

“Yes, you know quite a lot.”

“Then why is the daughter of such a reputable territorial viscount ‘former’?”

“Th-that is… However, how do you know about my family’s viscountcy, which is located in the frontier?”

“I am an adventurer, so I never neglect information gathering.”

“I-I see. Still, the people standing behind you also seem rather intimidating… Are you truly just adventurers?”

And so, the probing exchange between Mamiya-san and Lyushenne began. As expected, Lyushenne, a seasoned former princess, used her skillful rhetoric to try and elicit Mamiya-san’s circumstances. Meanwhile, Mamiya-san, while minimizing her own information leakage, was also trying to figure out Lyushenne’s background. It was, to say the least, a tense exchange that kept us all on the edge of our seats.

However, Mamiya-san finally seemed to break.

“We are undoubtedly adventurers. Now, regarding your previous question, what is your answer?”

“I am to have my noble status revoked and be sent to St. Freud Monastery…”

“That… why is that?”

“As you can see, I have been paralyzed from the lower body since a severe illness I contracted in childhood. My parents tried everything to heal me… but in the end, it didn’t work. With me being unable to serve as a pawn in a political marriage, my father ordered the revocation of my noble status and that I spend the rest of my life at St. Freud Monastery. Silaram’s duty is to attend me until my final moments.”

And so, Mamiya-san, who also seemed to be frail, was gradually pushed into a disadvantageous position, and by the time I realized it, she had revealed everything.

“I see… You are in a difficult position as well. Lord Hal, I like her. Can you do something to save her?”

“Yes, Lyushenne. I can’t say anything without examining her first.”

“Are you, Lord Raymond, a doctor?”

“I have a bit of a special skill… Would you like me to examine you?”

“Miss, you must not be deceived by such adventurers.”

“I am… willing to grasp at straws. Lord Raymond, please do what you can.”

“Lady Rankraila, please call me Hal.”

“Then please call me Mamiya.”

“M-Miss! Lord Raymond, it is disrespectful to call Miss by her given name!”

“Silaram, I am no longer a Viscount’s Daughter or a noblewoman, so Mamiya is perfectly fine.”

“…I understand.”

And so, I ended up examining Mamiya-san’s body as usual. Mamiya-san was smiling faintly, but perhaps that was because she had reached a state of resignation. On the other hand, Silaram glared at me suspiciously. He was likely worried about Mamiya-san, whom he had raised with great care.

“Lord Hal, where will the examination take place?”

“Let’s see… It will be a return visit, but shall we ask the Count Elgerblard Family for help?”

“That seems like a good idea.”

Elise, the副長 (sub-leader) of “Princess Harem,” agreed, and we decided to return to Elgerblard Castle. However, Mamiya-san and the others seemed unable to follow the conversation. They were likely confused by the sudden mention of the ruling family of the city of Inman.

3. Does the “Discarded Daughter” Get Wet from a Touch Examination? ①

We, the “Princess Harem” entourage, led by myself, finally crossed the old border and entered the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory, the final destination of our Second Expedition Trip. In the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory, the homeland of Lyushenne and Tirna, our schedule was packed. We stopped by the Adventurer’s Guild for the latest information and then took a shortcut on our way to the next city, Ribidoon, where we encountered a black carriage stuck in a ditch. My companion Shera-nee-san and I helped to pull the carriage back onto the road.

In that carriage were Miss Mamiya Yarai Von Rankraila, a former Viscount’s Daughter, her attendant Silaram Yakka, and the mercenary Doruga Doran, who was serving as the coachman. We were treated to tea and sweets by Mamiya-san as thanks for our help, and Lyushenne became interested in her.

Mamiya-san, paralyzed from the lower body due to a severe illness she suffered in childhood, was a “Discarded Daughter” cast aside by her father, Viscount Rankraila. Stripped of her noble status, Mamiya-san was to be thrown into the St. Freud Monastery in Ribidoon and live out her days in poverty, essentially being kept and killed.

Lyushenne asked me if I could heal such a Mamiya-san.

We decided to return to Elgerblard Castle, which we had just departed from, to examine and treat Mamiya-san. Currently, I was riding in a single-horse box carriage with Mamiya-san, with Doruga holding the reins. Since the carriage was a two-seater, Mamiya-san’s attendant, Silaram, rode in one of the “Princess Harem’s” two-horse box carriages.
Incidentally, although Silaram was strongly opposed to me and Mamiya riding in the carriage alone, Mamiya pushed through. Silaram’s argument was that it was preposterous for an unmarried lady and a dirty adventurer like me to be in the same carriage!

However, I had no choice but to inquire about Mamiya, whom I had just met, in detail if I were to treat her with sincerity.

“Hey, Hal, are you really heading to Elgerblard Castle? This carriage belongs to the Rankleyra Viscount family, so I think we can get through somehow, but won’t your carriage be stopped by the gatekeepers?”

“Let’s go until we get stopped by the gatekeepers.”

“I can’t help it. Don’t blame me if you get arrested for disrespect.”

Then, we passed through a side street in the residential area and reached the main road. Our original plan was to head to the next town, Ribidoon, to go to the Imperial Capital Ashurai, but the carriage was heading in the opposite direction.

“Hal-dono, is it really alright…? I have already been stripped of my noble status, and I am being allowed to ride in the carriage of the Rankleyra Viscount family out of kindness. The other party is the higher-ranking Count Elgerblard family… even the influence of my former family won’t reach them.”

“It’s alright, Mamiya-san. Please trust me.”

Shortly after Hal and Mamiya started chatting, the carriage stopped. It seemed we had arrived in front of the Elgerblard Castle gate.

“Who might you be, and for what reason have you come to Elgerblard Castle?”

Driga, who was serving as the coachman, was immediately questioned by the gatekeeper in a demanding tone. However, since it was clearly a noble’s carriage, the gatekeeper’s tone became polite. Meanwhile, the two carriages of the ‘Princess Harem’ were stopped a little further away, observing the situation and seemingly enjoying it.

“Excuse me, I instructed him to proceed. Could you please ask Provisional Count Elgerblard if we could borrow the guest room?”

As Driga seemed hesitant to answer, I leaned out of the carriage window and asked the gatekeeper.

“Oh! Isn’t it Lord Raymond?! No, there’s no need for that. If Lord Raymond is here, we have orders to let him pass unconditionally.”

“Open the gate! They are associates of Raymond, the First-Class Quasi-Noble. Also, they wish to borrow a guest room, so please send someone ahead.”

“Understood. I will go then.”

And so, the heavily fortified Elgerblard Castle gate was opened without any further trouble. Still, my title of First-Class Quasi-Noble seemed to have become quite famous. Well, it’s because Lyusienne and Liliana cannot reveal their identities to commoners, and even if Alicia could mention she is a Viscountess, I can’t let them realize she is the plenipotentiary ambassador of “Bess-chan” by imperial decree.

As the castle gate opened, the two following carriages also arrived.

“Hal-dono… You have been appointed as a First-Class Quasi-Noble, haven’t you?”

Turning back to Mamiya, she seemed greatly surprised.

“Previously, for some reason, I saved the life of Princess Elizabeth, and for that achievement, Emperor Henry bestowed upon me the honorary peerage.”

“My, my! You saved the life of Princess Elizabeth?!”

“Come to think of it, I heard that many noble daughters of the Espana Imperial Kingdom have had their hair cut and are wearing wigs because of ‘Bess-chan.’ I wonder if Mamiya-san is also wearing a wig?”

“My hair is my own. Because my legs are disabled, I haven’t even been able to make my debut in high society…”

“Ah, I’m sorry. That was a rude question.”

“No, I also burst out laughing when I heard about the wigs.”

“That must have been a real disaster. A noblewoman’s beautiful hair is like a mark of her ladyhood.”

“Yes, truly…”

And so, we entered the grounds of Elgerblard Castle, passed through a garden geometrically landscaped with flower beds in full bloom, and arrived at the entrance of Elgerblard Castle. Driga, who had stopped the carriage, took out the wheelchair he had brought and carried Mamiya to sit in it. Then, Silaram, who was in the following carriage, rushed over and supported the wheelchair.

“Miss, are you alright?”

“Yes, I’m alright, Silaram.”

Silaram’s concern for Mamiya showed the depth of their bond, creating a very pleasant atmosphere.

“Lord Raymond, has something happened?”

“Provisional Count Hamilton, actually…”

As I watched Mamiya and Silaram, Provisional Count Hamilton and Eringye appeared at the entrance. Seizing this opportunity, I explained Mamiya’s situation.

“I apologize for the sudden intrusion today. My name is Mamiya Yarai von Rankleyra. I hope we can get along from now on.”

“I am Christopher Bartley Dela, who has temporarily inherited the Count’s title. This is Eringye Lumie Dela Einback, my fiancée. Please make her acquaintance.”

“It is Eringye Lumie Dela Einback. Mamiya Yarai von Rankleyra-sama, I hope we can get along from now on. Lord Raymond, the First-Class Quasi-Noble, is a very reliable person. I am sure he will overcome your misfortune.”

And so, Mamiya and I were escorted to the guest room where I was staying. The escort, Driga, went to the side room for retainers, and the ‘Princess Harem’ party members also headed to their respective guest rooms. Currently, there were three of us in the guest room: myself, Mamiya, and Silaram.

I looked at Mamiya and Silaram again. Mamiya, sitting in her wheelchair, had beautiful green hair, porcelain skin, and intelligent blue eyes. She was a beautiful girl. Her dress, though slightly out of fashion, was a grass-green long dress adorned with frills and lace.

Looking at her again, it was clear she was a proper noblewoman. She was also exceptionally beautiful and, if healthy, would have been a prime candidate for a good marriage into a high-ranking noble family. She was 14 years old, just before adulthood, and Viscount Rankleyra must have tried to heal Mamiya until the very last moment.

Meanwhile, Silaram, who was holding the handles of the wheelchair, had brown hair cut short at her shoulders. Her intelligent black eyes showed genuine concern for Mamiya. Her neatly worn maid uniform seemed to reflect her earnest disposition.

“Silaram-san, I’m sorry, but could you please step outside?”

“I have been entrusted with Mamiya-sama by the Viscount. If anything were to happen while I was away, I could never forgive myself.”

“In order for me to examine Mamiya-san, she will need to disrobe completely. A physical examination will also be necessary, so I believe she will be embarrassed?”

“Y-you mean you’re going to make Mamiya-sama undress! I cannot allow such a scandalous thing to happen! Even a regular doctor would not directly examine or touch the skin. I cannot let Mamiya-sama do such a thing!”

“As a healing mage, I am telling you it is necessary. Mamiya-san, what do you want to do? If you wish, we can interrupt the examination and head to St. Freud Monastery.”

“I want to be examined by Hal-sama. Silaram, please retire to the waiting room.”

“Mamiya-sama, your beautiful skin has never been exposed to any gentleman! I am so frustrated!!”

“Silaram, I know your loyalty. With that in mind, I want to entrust my body to Hal-sama. After all, once I enter St. Freud Monastery, I will never be able to return to the secular world… Please grant this as my last wish.”

“If Mamiya-sama insists… Lord Raymond, please take good care of Mamiya-sama.”

“Yes, I understand, Silaram-san.”

Although Silaram initially put up a struggle, she reluctantly left after being persuaded by Mamiya. Then, only Hal and Mamiya remained in the guest room.

“Then, we will begin the examination. First, I will examine the parts of your body that are visible, such as your face and limbs.”

“Yes, Hal-sama.”

I leaned closer and carefully examined Mamiya’s face. I meticulously checked the condition of her skin, her eyeballs, eyelids, and the condition of her oral cavity for any swelling. Of course, Mamiya, who had no experience with men, blushed deeply, her cheeks flushing.

“Are you embarrassed? Mamiya-san?”

“Yes, as Silaram said earlier, this is the first time a gentleman has touched me during an examination. Besides, the doctor who examined me was a female doctor…”

“Looking at your face, there seems to be no particular abnormality. Let’s continue with your hands and feet.”

“Yes, Hal-sama.”

I examined the palm she extended, then took off her shoes and socks and examined both her feet. Her palms were so slender that her wrists looked like they might break due to malnutrition, but this might be expected for a sheltered noble daughter. However, her feet were pathologically thin, and she had no pain sensation. Her palms were warm, but her feet were cold, like those of a dead person. Unfortunately, it seems I will have to have her undress and examine her.

“Then, I will proceed to remove your clothes. I will lift your body and move you to the bed.”

“Aaaah… You have to undress me after all. Kya! …I’m embarrassed!”

As I lifted Mamiya from the wheelchair, she let out a cute cry. Still, her body was abnormally light. Nevertheless, Mamiya, who clung to my back and bit me, was cute. It would be a terrible waste to let such a beautiful girl decay in a moldy monastery. I swore in my heart that I would heal Mamiya no matter what.

4. Does the “Discarded Daughter” get wet from a physical examination? ② △
“Are you embarrassed to suddenly take off your dress?”

“…Yes, I am embarrassed…”

As I carried Mamiya from the wheelchair to the bed in a princess carry, I checked her condition. As expected, Mamiya, who had no experience with men, was intensely embarrassed. Although Mamiya, who was paralyzed in the lower body, could not escape, it would be counterproductive for me to be rough.

“Before I remove your dress, let’s lightly touch your body to get you accustomed to the physical examination.”

“Yes, please do that.”

I laid Mamiya’s body on the bed and began to toy with her from her toes, checking for her reaction. My palms moved across Mamiya’s legs, ankles, calves, knees, and thighs, but Mamiya showed no reaction. Then, my palms reached her crotch. I toyed with Mamiya’s secret parts through her dress. While this is not how a normal physical examination is conducted, Mamiya’s lack of reaction made me determined.

Poke, poke, poke, poke, poke, rub, rub, rub, rub, rub.

“How is it here?”

“I can vaguely tell that Hal-sama is touching me.”

Because I pressed her labia firmly with my fingertips, the slit of her labia was imprinted on the fabric of her dress. If she were a normal maiden, she would have cried out and refused, but Mamiya just looked at me with a bewildered expression.

“Now, I’m going to touch your chest.”

“Hal-sama, I… feel things in my breasts. So, please skip that.”

“We need to confirm the degree of your reaction.”

“Then… please be gentle.”

“Understood.”

“…Ah… auu… so… like that… yann… Hal-sama… yian…”

“Mamiya-san’s breasts are reacting well. No abnormalities here.”

“I-it’s embarrassing… Hal-sama, please don’t say that!”

In the end, she only had sensation in the lower abdomen and above; touching her abdomen or sides made her embarrassed, and touching her breasts made her blush crimson and endure it. Mamiya, with her breasts being played with by me, reacted like an innocent maiden. And Mamiya, letting out sweet sighs along with moans, let out a scream. This guest room was well soundproofed, so Mamiya’s screams did not leak out. This was also one of the reasons for borrowing this guest room. It is said to be for night entertainment of distinguished guests.

“You only have sensation from the lower abdomen upwards… It certainly seems like treatment will be difficult. But I won’t give up, so Mamiya-san, let’s do our best.”

“I, I…”

“Then, I will remove your dress. The buttons on the dress are… it seems they are on the back, so I will turn you over to your stomach.”

“Hal-sama, isn’t this enough?! Kya! You’re being rough.”

Without further ado, I flipped Mamiya’s body over and began to unbutton the dress from the back. The dress Mamiya, who was unable to use her lower body, was wearing had buttons all the way down to the hem to make it easier to remove. As I unbuttoned one, then another, her bare skin peeked through the gaps in the dress. In other words, Mamiya was not wearing any underwear. This dress seemed to be a type of hospital gown.

Then, as much as her waist was exposed, and as I unbuttoned the next button, her small, underdeveloped buttocks appeared. Unbuttoning three more buttons brought me to the hem. I opened the grass-green fabric of the dress to the sides, and as I pulled her arms out of the sleeves, Mamiya’s naked body was completely visible from the back.

Ultimately, Mamiya was not wearing panties either. It was likely that Silaram was solely responsible for assisting her with urination and defecation. Despite Mamiya’s adorable appearance, she was suffering greatly due to her physical disability.

“I’m still so embarrassed!”

“Then, I will turn you over again.”

“N-no! Don’t look at my meager body!”

With a scream that was louder than usual, I flipped Mamiya’s body over. As Mamiya began to sob from embarrassment, I ended up stro
Zuko, zuko, zuko, zuko, zukozukozuko zuko

“It’s coming outttt!”

*Dobuuyuuuuu*

As I thrust my hips with all my heart, I wished for the complete recovery of this unfortunate beautiful girl. My mind was as clear as that of a ascetic monk. I repeatedly thrust my penis into her cervix, ejaculating the Elixir. I quickly withdrew my penis to check the effect of the Elixir.

Mamiya-san’s vagina, having received the Elixir, immediately contracted, ensuring that the donated Elixir was not wasted. Normally, the vagina that accepts a penis would be lewdly open, so it was a mystical sight no matter how many times I looked at it.

Following that, a soft light emanated from around Mamiya-san’s pubic mound, and the ring of light gradually expanded. However, Mamiya-san, covering her face with her hands, didn’t seem to notice. Then, Mamiya-san’s entire body was enveloped in a holy light, and the light gradually converged.

This was the best treatment I could offer. Had Mamiya-san’s body truly healed? I held my breath as I watched.

“Mamiya-san, the ‘First Night Ritual’ has successfully concluded. You have nobly shed the ‘Bloodstain of Proof’ and become a full-fledged woman.”

“Hal-sama, thank you. But it’s strange. My body feels warm and vitality is surging!”

“Actually… I cast ‘Healing Magic’ along with the ‘First Night Ritual’.”

“No way! Wasn’t that just a joke? But my father paid a large sum of money to have a Saintess from the Asgard Holy Church cast ‘Healing Magic’ on me, and it had almost no effect…”

“…Is that so? Mamiya-san, I’d like to check the effectiveness of the treatment, if that’s alright?”

“Yes, it’s fine. You know everything about me, Hal-sama, so please check as you please.”

“Then, I’ll take you up on your offer.”

I again took Mamiya-san, who was lying on the bed, by her ankles and spread her legs.

“Ah, w-what!? It feels so embarrassing! And the sensation of Hal-sama holding me and spreading my legs!?”

Mamiya-san was thrown into utter confusion by my actions. While she was distracted, I observed her labia, which had returned to their innocent appearance. By the way, the kiss marks on her upper body had also neatly disappeared.

*Pito, suri, suri, suri, suri, suri, suri, suri suri suri suri*

“…Waaahhh? Ahhh♡ What is this!? Hiiiii!!”

I had merely lightly rubbed her labia majora with the pads of my fingers, but Mamiya-san was writhing in delight.

*Kappu, rero, rero, rero rero, kuchu, kuchu, kuchu kuchu*

“Th-there! Don’t! Ahhh♡ Ahhhhaaaan♡ I’ve never felt anything like this!!”

This time, I brought my face closer and caressed her clitoris, including the clitoral hood. I gently bit it as before, then stimulated it with the tip of my tongue. Finally, Mamiya-san began to struggle, kicking her legs back and forth.

“Mamiya-san, have you realized it?”

I stopped caressing her and asked Mamiya-san. Mamiya-san, however, was drowning in pleasure and seemed unable to focus.

“W-what is it?”

“Unlike before, you’re moaning from the caresses on your lower body and moving legs that should be immobile.”

“M-my legs are moving! Uaaaaaa…!!”

Mamiya-san burst into tears upon realizing that her lower body paralysis had been healed thanks to my remark. Fortunately, I knew that if I continued any longer, she would likely return to being a resident of the bed. The Holy Aura that had been accumulating seemed to have been dedicated to Mamiya-san.

Thus, Mamiya-san’s treatment with Elixir and the “First Night Ritual” were completed.

**6. One Father’s Discard is Another’s Treasure: Lyushenne Awakens**

My husband and Mamiya-san, still completely naked, sat her on the edge of the bed. The bed was large and luxurious, with a canopy and pillars at each corner. Mamiya-san gripped a pillar and tried to stand up slowly. Her legs were wobbly, like a newborn fawn’s. Still, she managed to stand up on her own.

“Hal-sama! I-I can stand!!”

Mamiya-san, still gripping the pillar, turned around and smiled through her tears. It was certainly worth all the effort I had put into her treatment.

“Whoa, careful.”

“Th-thank you.”

She swayed and began to collapse, so I quickly supported her. Unintentionally, I found myself embracing Mamiya-san from behind, her softness and warmth were irresistible.

“It seems her lower body paralysis has been cured, but she won’t be able to walk normally without rehabilitation to build muscle.”

“Y-yes. But I’m so happy!”

“Can’t you return to the Ranklyra Viscountcy with your head held high now?”

“That… unfortunately not. Father has already decided to disinherit me and has stripped me of my noble status… I have no choice but to find a way to survive at St. Freud Monastery.”

“I see. But there might be another path, so don’t give up.”

“Yes.”

“By the way, you’re both covered in sweat and love juice, shall we take a bath? The bathroom here has a magic tool water heater, so we can easily fill it with hot water.”

“Please do.”

Due to exerting my full power with Elixir for Mamiya-san’s treatment, my mental strength was at its limit. Normally, ‘Washing Magic’ would suffice, but it couldn’t be helped. I went to the bathroom and prepared the bath.

“The bath is ready, let’s go in together. It would be good if you could hold onto me.”

“Thank you for everything.”

My husband and Mamiya-san headed to the bathroom. Of course, both were still naked. Supporting Mamiya-san, who was about to fall, I enjoyed the sensation of her bare skin as if it were my privilege.

“Now, let me wash Mamiya-san’s body.”

“I… I can do it myself…”

“Even though your body has healed, I think it might be a bit difficult?”

“…Yes. Then… please.”

They were already naked, and even though they were connected by the ‘First Night Ritual,’ being washed by her husband in the bath seemed to be embarrassing for her. I sat Mamiya-san on the bath chair, lathered soap onto a towel. First, I washed her slender back, starting from her neck. I continued to wash her sides, and she wriggled in response, seemingly feeling it.

I subtly glanced at her face and saw her enduring it, her face flushed with shame.

I moved to face Mamiya-san and washed her from her neck to her chest. Mamiya-san’s small breasts were highly sensitive, and I enjoyed the slight undulation I felt even through the towel, her soapy nipples hardening. The nipples peeking through the foam and the pink areola were very alluring.

*Goshi, goshi, goshi, goshi*

“…Nnnh… Ah… Haaan… Haa… Nnnh…”

It seemed I had gone a bit too far, and Mamiya-san struggled to suppress her sweet sighs. I continued by washing her abdomen and legs, and finally, I would finish by washing her female genitalia and buttocks. Her small buttocks seemed firmer compared to before the treatment. The tightness of her gluteal cleft was also good, and it was enjoyable to wash inside the slit. I sincerely hoped that with continued rehabilitation, her buttocks would become as rounded and feminine as a young girl’s.

Now, all that remained was to clean her female genitalia.

Green, curly pubic hair just below the mons pubis was wet, with water droplets dripping down. And the tip of her labia majora peeked out from between her pathologically thin thighs. In other words, Mamiya-san, seated on the bath chair, had her legs tightly closed due to shame. When washing her legs and buttocks, I had spread them open to some extent, but after washing, she reacted like an innocent maiden.

“Mamiya-san. Let me clean your female genitalia, the last part, so please spread your legs.”

“…I-it’s embarrassing! I didn’t feel anything when Silaram was washing me!!”

“Make up your mind and spread them! We’re already connected!!”

“…
“Humbly speaking to Lord Hrist, this ‘Riri’ is indeed a mid-level demon vampire, but her uterus contains Seiken-gan, and she has also fallen to become a summoned beast of Kirika, a party member. If necessary, she intends to activate Seiken-gan for a suicidal attack, so there’s no need to hunt her down.”

“This means her fate is already in your hands. How delightful. I understand. I shall entrust the little girl’s life to Raymond.”

Somehow, my explanation seemed to have bought the lives of Astarotte and ‘Riri’.

“Lord Hrist, thank you for your understanding. By the way, ‘Riri’ is the second daughter, and her elder sister ‘Lala’ and third daughter ‘Ruru’ have undergone similar procedures and are waiting nearby as summoned beasts.”

“Hmm, I understand. But did you devise these wicked treatments for them?”

“No, it was thanks to the advice of Holy Spirit Serena, who is in the carriage following us.”

“What! To think that she, who was sealed away for so long, has been freed!!”

I wonder if I messed up. When I explained about Holy Spirit Serena, Lord Hrist looked greatly surprised. Then, in the next moment, Lord Hrist’s figure flickered for an instant, and in the next, Holy Spirit Serena was in her grasp.

“Wha?! What is this? I, I…?”

Holy Spirit Serena, suddenly brought here, seemed utterly confused. Held in both of Lord Hrist’s palms, she couldn’t even move her head.

“It has been a long time, Serena. I never thought I’d meet you here. I shall give you a proper send-off.”

“G-g-g! You’re Hrist, the Valkyrie! How dare you restrain me!”

“Guguh…”

“I-it hurts, it hurts! L-Lord Hrist, please spare me. Spare me!”

Holy Spirit Serena and Valkyrie Hrist seemed to know each other. However, it seemed they were like cats and dogs. And as usual, Holy Spirit Serena was about to be strangled. Usually, Dietlinde would be the one to do it, but when it came to Lord Hrist, Holy Spirit Serena meekly showed a submissive attitude.

“You mischievous and ill-tempered Serena! It would be much better for humanity if you were strangled and returned to the collective of Holy Element Spirits!”

“P-please. I will tell you my most treasured information. It’s valuable enough to redeem my life.”

“How unsightly for a Holy Spirit! Be strangled and decomposed at once!”

“I-I don’t want to! If you don’t listen to my information, you’ll regret it.”

“Then… speak before you are strangled.”

“My… information is… that Lord Hal has awakened to Elixir.”

“Wha-what!!”

“Elixir has lost the ability to impregnate humans, but it can impregnate Gods. You, Hrist, must also want to be impregnated!”

“Is this true? Can Raymond truly create Elixir? That’s supposed to be a lost art… To lie to save your own life, you are truly pathetic. I can’t let you live any longer.”

“The Seiken-gan implanted in the uterus of the vampire currently unconscious here was refined by them using Lord Hal’s Elixir as raw material.”

Then, seizing a momentary lapse in Lord Hrist’s grip, Holy Spirit Serena escaped and vanished, becoming invisible.

“I-I can’t believe… I was escaped from by such a mischievous spirit!!”

Lord Hrist, allowing Holy Spirit Serena to escape, stamped her foot. As for the fainted Astarotte and ‘Riri’, they briefly woke up but decided to play dead, as if “It’s better not to touch what you can’t handle.” With their abilities as demons suppressed or erased, Valkyries, the natural enemies of demons, seemed to be a terrifying presence.

“Come out, you demons hiding there. Or this little girl will be blown to smithereens!”

“We won’t resist, so please let us go!”
“Us too…”

Lord Hrist, who had been stamping her foot, her expression suddenly sharpened, and she called out towards the bushes along the main road. Then, ‘Lala’ and ‘Ruru’ appeared, raising their hands in surrender. They also looked pale and were trembling. But they couldn’t abandon their precious sister ‘Riri’.

“Hmph! How pathetic! To encounter demons like this… and not be able to slaughter them with satisfaction!!”

“Elder Sister! And Ruru_Berze!!”

“We don’t want to dieeeee!”

‘Riri’, separating from me, reunited with her sisters and wept while hugging them. This was the moment they truly felt that Valkyries were their natural enemies. On the other hand, Lord Hrist seemed irritated that she couldn’t defeat the demons she had finally found.

“Now, Raymond… I shall require your company tonight. Show me you can impregnate me with all your might.”

“L-Lord Hrist, that… Actually, my Elixir usage has been frequent lately, and my Holy Aura is running low.”

“…That does seem to be the case. How tiresome. I shall visit again when my Holy Aura is replenished! Raymond, make sure to save it up well!!”

“–Understood… Thank you, Lord Hrist. By the way, what was the reason for your visit?”

“Oh, that’s right. My business is to retrain my foolish sister, Swan Hilda.”

“Swan Hilda?”

“Indeed. Originally, I had no intention of letting my immature foolish sister fight demons. Her role was to call us when she discovered a demon, and I gave her a certain item. However, seeing how things have progressed so far, it seems my foolish sister might even directly engage in combat with demons. So, we decided it’s a good opportunity, it’s a sister’s love to guide her strictly.”

While Lord Hrist was speaking passionately with sharp words, Swan Hilda, who had quietly disembarked from the passenger carriage of the following carriage, was trying to escape. Swan Hilda, upon learning that the reason for Lord Hrist’s descent was for special training against demons, instinctively tried to flee.

Swan Hilda, who stealthily got out of the carriage, crawled forward from the main road towards the surrounding bushes. Meanwhile, Eria, who was the coachman, pretended to not notice, and Elise, seated beside her, watched her with a pitying expression.

“…Think you can escape from us with your foolish sister’s tricks!”

*Snap*

Lord Hrist, with a wry smile, snapped her fingers.

Then, from the void, two more Valkyrie sisters descended, clad in light armor. I think… the one with long silver hair was Mist, and the one with light blonde hair was Geirul, if I recall correctly. The three Valkyrie sisters, including Lord Hrist, were the ones who descended when Princess Jumilande awakened as Swan Hilda.

“Noooo! I don’t want hellish training!”
“Do you think you can escape from us? How unsightly.”
“Swan Hilda, it’s fun, fun training♪ Give up.”

“Whaaaat… Noooo!”

Swan Hilda, easily captured, was then carried away by Mist and Geirul, who embraced her from both sides. It seems the hellish training will take place in the ‘Garden of the Gods’ where Valkyries reside. That ‘Garden of the Gods’ is in the heavenly realm, not hell… The heartbreaking screams of Swan Hilda as she was taken away echoed.

“With this, my mission is complete. Raymond, thank you for your trouble. Leave my foolish sister’s level-up to me. Raymond, make sure to save up your Holy Aura.”

Meanwhile, Lord Hrist lightly kicked off the ground and chased after Swan Hilda and the others, who were soaring ahead. Her attire had also changed unnoticed from her red bikini armor to the light armor of a Valkyrie.

“Phew, that was close…”
“I thought I was going to die.”
“To think that Valkyries would attack from all directions!”
“I was scared too.”

Beside me, the four people, including the three vampire sisters and Astarotte, were trembling.

“I had a terrible time too. I’ll show that brute Hrist someday!”

Then, Holy Spirit Serena, who seemed quite angered, dispelled her invisibility and landed on my shoulder. Still, the descent of the Valkyrie sisters was a tumultuous affair.

“Speaking of which, Serena…”

“W-what is it?”

“You blabbed my secret again, didn’t you?”

“I-I’m innocent. It’s not my fault! It’s Hrist’s fault!! …Oh, I just remembered an urgent matter.”

And then, Holy Spirit Serena, leaping from my shoulder again, vanished invisibly. However, to be missing Swan Hilda, the strongest force of ‘Princess Harem’, at this timing… While I’m happy Swan Hilda will level up, there’s a concern of being attacked by demons during this opening.

9. A Speculation on Class Change
We, Hal Harem Von Raymond, and the party of ‘Princess Harem,’ are heading towards the city of Libidoon, our immediate destination, en route to the Old Imperial Capital Ashurai in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory. Prior to this, our quasi-party member Miralca returned to St. Agnes Abbey, and now Swan Hilda has been taken away by the Valkyrie sisters, or rather, abducted for a forced level-up. Swan Hilda calls it ‘hellish training’.

Swan Hilda’s heartbreaking screams, which resounded throughout the area, evoked a sense of melancholy.

“Lady Swan Hilda, thank you for your service. Please ascend without hesitation.”
“Swan Hilda, don’t forget your souvenirs! Souvenirs from the ‘Garden of the Gods’ are fine!”

As Swan Hilda was being taken away, Eria, who was the coachman, clasped her hands together involuntarily. Meanwhile, Elise, seated next to Eria, took a handkerchief from her pocket and, with a light smile, demanded souvenirs. The other party members seemed unaware of what had just happened.

As expected of the Valkyrie sisters, who excel in divine speed attacks. With lightning-fast moves, Swan Hilda’s body disappeared in an instant. Meanwhile, Astarotte and the three vampire sisters, who had escaped being hunted, were embracing each other, shedding tears.

Once again, it was proven that the Valkyrie sisters were the natural enemies of the demons who had invaded the human world.

And as if to fill the empty seats, the three vampire sisters began to confidently board the passenger carriage. After all, even mid-level demons probably found it troublesome to keep pace with a moving carriage. By the way, when I’m driving, they still take turns sitting on my lap.

This overt behavior, though clearly an attempt to appease me or a survival strategy, was something I had grown accustomed to. They didn’t emit any miasma, nor did they give off the smell of blood. They were simply posing as innocent human young girls.

On the other hand, Kirika, the summoner of the three vampire sisters, looked displeased. Summoned beasts are meant to be summoned gallantly when needed. Even if they are powerful pawns, they lose their appeal as summoned beasts if they are always present.

Demons who passed through the cracks in the barrier from the Demon Realm to the human world find it inconvenient to exist solely as spiritual life forms, and their very existence is unstable. Therefore, the first thing demons who cross over to the human world do is to incarnate. Some high-ranking demons in the Demon Realm have also succeeded in incarnating locally, and having a physical body seems to be a status symbol.

But why is it so easy to incarnate in the human world?

This also applies to mid-level or higher gods, and it’s a fascinating phenomenon, like looking at a mirror image. Of course, it is said that high-ranking gods refrain from descending to the human world and incarnating because the impact on their surroundings would be immense.

That’s why Valkyries, as proxies, are important, and heroes who receive oracles from the gods appear.

For spiritual life forms, in the human world, if they do not maintain their consciousness strongly, their temporary forms may blur or their outlines may become indistinct. In the worst-case scenario, if their emotions fluctuate beyond a certain point and they become enraged, their forms can unravel, leading to a rampage from which they cannot return to their original appearance. Furthermore, it is said that mid-level demons and above possess both terrifying demonic forms and forms that mimic humans.

In other words, the enemy leader, Barberu, has not only a fearsome high-ranking demon form but also a human-like form. However, just like Astarotte, the three vampire sisters are unaware of his human-like form. Moreover, the demons who serve Barberu are apparently similar.

What a troublesome situation.

Meanwhile, the three vampire sisters’ original incarnated form is that of beautiful maidens, and their child forms were temporary disguises to secretly be near Princess Yuliana, the second princess of the former Yangas Kingdom, at Barberu’s request. Incidentally, when they took on the forms of beautiful girls, their fangs for drinking blood and wings for flying could be retracted into their bodies. That’s why Lulu_Berze’s form when she defeated Former Countess Alma was that of a human beautiful girl.

A similar case reminds me of the fate of the Grand Seductress Princess.

The Grand Seductress Princess’s mind and body collapsed after receiving the intense miasma, fraught with danger, from the succubus Bakan and the incubus Bakoon, who engaged in a life-and-death union. Although the sins of killing many innocent people are grave, it is pitiable that she perished, erased from the cycle of reincarnation after being deceived.

However, from another perspective, it seems that even we humans, born with physical bodies, may have the possibility of becoming spiritual life forms through some method. In the case of the aforementioned Grand Seductress Princess, she aimed to become an Earth Immortal through that dark magic, and ultimately a Heavenly Immortal. Regarding the circumstances of the Eastern Nations, a distant land, I only know through the texts read by Lester the Cleric, but from the nuance of the words, these Earth Immortals and Heavenly Immortals seem to be beings that bridge the gap between humans, lower-ranking gods with physical bodies, and mid-ranking spiritual life form gods, respectively.

This example suggests that humans with physical bodies also have a path to becoming spiritual life forms.

Comparing gods and demons again, most demons are spiritual life forms, whereas among gods, some lower-ranking gods, like Valkyries, have incarnated. Could this slight difference be why the gods drove the demons out of the human world?

This is because the human world, which became the main battlefield, was a world of incarnated beings. Is it an exaggeration to say that this hair’s breadth difference decided the victor?

The three vampire sisters also incarnated immediately after arriving in the human world. And Astarotte told me that their forms were those of beautiful maidens. In fact, when subduing Former Countess Alma, after temporarily disabling the effect of Seiken-gan, which kept ‘Lulu’ in her child form, and allowing her to take on her incarnated true form, the complete Lulu_Berze was an exceptionally beautiful girl.

For a moment, the exquisite figures of the three vampire sisters in their maiden forms flashed through my mind, stimulating my groin.

I also recalled Astarotte, who had disguised herself as an old fortune-teller. Come to think of it, Astarotte was also an incarnated being who came to the human world. However, she was forbidden from revealing her form and was mentally bound by Barberu, the leader of the demon invasion force.

And Astarotte’s current form was one that I lent a hand in creating. As she liked her beautiful maiden-like appearance, she fixed it as a human class change. Astarotte likes her current form, which she feels conveys affection from me.

But on second thought, Astarotte is also an interesting being.

Does this mean… it wouldn’t be strange if a similar change occurred with the three vampire sisters?

When I secretly asked Astarotte about this, her answer was affirmative.

However, she said that it would be harder for the three vampire sisters, who are at least mid-level demons, to class change compared to herself, who was a lower-level demon with fewer differences from humans.

Furthermore, she mentioned that she herself was secretly surprised that she easily class-changed with her own will. Is this what is called “easier said than done”?

On the other hand, the wish of the three vampire sisters is to return to the Demon Realm together. If that is their wish, it might be better for them to class change into humans and live happily in the human world.

Currently, the three vampire sisters are in their temporary child forms, have Seiken-gan implanted in their respective uteruses, and have been reduced to summoned beasts by Kirika. Seiken-gan emits a slight Holy Aura, and their abilities and skills are restricted as child-form vampires.

However, viewed from the perspective of my current thoughts, it can also be considered a state where they are gradually getting used to the Holy Aura. Furthermore, sitting on my lap as a survival strategy is equivalent to becoming accustomed to the Holy Aura from both the inside and outside of their bodies.

In other words, Astarotte’s idea is that the conditions for the three vampire sisters to class change into humans are gradually being met without them realizing it. If her idea is correct, then Astarotte would be the senpai with more experience as a human. Astarotte, with a slightly wicked smile, is eagerly awaiting the day the three vampire sisters become human.

Although she calls them disposable summoned beasts for suicide attacks, in her heart, she seems to recognize them as fellow natives. If that’s the case… the question arises of what form the three vampire sisters will take if they class change into humans.

According to Astarotte’s thinking, the probability of them taking on their current child forms and the probability of them taking on the forms of beautiful girls incarnated in the human world are equal. Regarding me, I prefer the form of beautiful girls over child forms…

And if the three vampire sisters class change into humans, the Seiken-gan implanted in their uteruses will naturally be expelled. Furthermore, unnecessary fangs and wings will disappear. Moreover, the summoned beast contract with Kirika will become void, and they will simply become human beautiful girls.

I, too, would like to have some expectations.

While ‘Princess Harem’ is already filled with beautiful girls of noble birth, more beautiful girls are always welcome. Of course, they already transform into predatory women in the bathhouse due to the sheer number of beautiful girls, but I don’t think adding a few more would worsen the situation any further.

At this point, my interest turned to Holy Spirit Serena.

Previously, as compensation for Holy Spirit Serena’s mischief, I made her lose her virginity with a skewer-like object. Immediately after, Serena’s body enlarged and became like a human maiden.

Was that change also an indication that Holy Spirit Serena’s body, a collective of Holy Element Spirits, was approaching that of a human? It is thought that a vast amount of Holy Aura is stored within Holy Spirit Serena’s small body. If Holy Spirit Serena were to class change into a human maiden, what would happen to the Holy Aura stored within her body?

When Astarotte class-changed from a lower-level demon succubus to a human maiden, there were no excess miasmas expelled. I thought that the miasma was converted into energy required for class change and consumed.

Meanwhile, the miasma accumulated within the bodies of the mid-level demon vampire sisters is likely mostly consumed by the opposing reaction with the Holy Aura emitted from me and Seiken-gan. It is expected that even if the three vampire sisters class change into humans, there will be almost no excess miasma remaining.

On the other hand, in the case of Holy Spirit Serena, there is a possibility that the vast Holy Aura stored within her body will be scattered throughout the human world upon class change. If that happens, what would occur? If she reincarnates as a new Holy Spirit, it could lead to an increase in the currently rare Healing Mages. This is almost the same conclusion as when Holy Spirit Serena was strangled.

However, what if the will-less Holy Aura overflows into the human world and spreads widely? The human world contains demonic magic with weakened miasma. If it annihilates with these, there is no problem, but there remains the possibility of unforeseen negative effects.

In other words, regarding the three vampire sisters, it is unlikely that a future class change into humans will have a major impact. On the other hand, for Holy Spirit Serena, the effects of class change are unknown, so it must be prevented.

I repeated thought experiments while serving as the carriage driver.

“Master Harem, you have a wrinkle between your eyebrows.”

“Is that so? I was just thinking about something difficult.”

“Is that so…?”

“Of course!”

‘Lulu’, sitting on my lap, looked at me with a puzzled expression. It really is cruel to use them for kamikaze attacks and wear them out…

10. Passionate Feelings for Breasts
We, Hal Harem Von Raymond, and the party of ‘Princess Harem,’ divided into two two-horse carriage, are on our way from the border town of Immanuel, via the Main Road, towards Ribidoon, a town on the way to the Old Imperial Capital Ashurai in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory.

Apart from the descent of the three Valkyrie sisters, Lord Hrist, Mist, and Geirul, who took Swan Hilda away for forced leveling called ‘hellish training,’ the journey has been mostly smooth.

The Main Road itself is wide and paved with beautiful cobblestones, making it hard to believe it was invaded by the Espana Imperial Army just a few years ago. Although the ruins of Wahl Imperial Army outposts along the road were burned down, and rubble was visible peeking through the grass in some places, the rural villages along the way were intact, and it seems there was no looting.

The commander of the Espana Imperial Army who invaded the Wahl Imperial Kingdom seems to have enforced military discipline and understood the meaning of war. Ly, seeing the unexpectedly pastoral scenery of her ruined homeland, what kind of vision did she have in her heart… Behind Ly, Tirna was standing by, her eyes seemingly welling up with tears. Liliana and the others were quietly watching them.

However, as we approached the city of Ribidoon, we encountered more and more street preaching and recruitment scenes by suspicious cults. This coincided with the information obtained at the ‘Adventurer Guild’ in Immanuel.

In other words, monks and nuns, presumably from the Demonic Milk (Manou) Cult and the Pure and Chaste Small Breasts (Hinnu) Cult, were engaged in activities to win over followers while cautiously watching each other.

“Excuse me, beautiful young lady, you have very beautiful breasts.”

“Kya! D-don’t look at my small breasts!”

“What are you saying… In our Pure and Chaste Small Breasts Cult, small breasts and slightly small breasts are the supreme beauty bestowed upon this world by God. What magnificent small breasts! You are a precious existence in the Pure and Chaste Small Breasts Cult. Hold your head high!”

“Fuuuun, I’m so embarrassed!”

A monk from the Pure and Chaste Small Breasts Cult, who came to proselytize in the rural village, was recruiting a simple village girl. The village girl seemed to be ashamed of her underdeveloped small breasts, and despite the monk praising her, she burst into tears.

“My dear, I also have small breasts, but I gained confidence after receiving the teachings of the Pure and Chaste Small Breasts Cult. Won’t you also consider converting?”

Immediately, a nun accompanying the monk followed up with her words. Before I knew it, the innocent village girl nodded at the nun’s words and finally went through the admission procedures. It feels a bit too easy, but remembering the daily words and actions of Mai and Kirika, I thought it might be about right. On the other hand, I believe that small breasts have their charm, and large breasts have their charm.

The Asgard Holy Church, to which my former self, Lester the Cleric, belonged, did not need to gather followers as it was the largest sect among humans. However, from an outsider’s perspective, their recruitment seemed like a rather suspicious act and was embarrassing. It’s truly fortunate that the Asgard Holy Church does not have a doctrine of worshipping breasts.

Old man Lester the Cleric would never do something so shameless.

“Excuse me, cute young lady! What lovely breasts you have. They seem like very magnificent breasts.”

*Bounce, bounce*

“W-why are you looking at my breasts!”

*Bounce, bounce*

“Don’t be shy! Large breasts are a symbol of fertility.”

*Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce*

“Noooo! Don’t say embarrassing things!”

*Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce*

After advancing the carriage for a while, this time a nun from the Demonic Milk (Manou) Cult, a woman with large breasts, was trying to get a large-breasted girl to convert. The nun from the Demonic Milk (Manou) Cult’s uniform had the chest area formed into a sac for breasts due to their size. Upon seeing that, Sharon was relieved that St. Agnes Abbey was truly an affiliated facility of the Asgard Holy Church. However, Sharon, being slender, secretly wondered if she could not convert, but wisely did not voice it.

“For a man, – bounce, bounce – swaying breasts are best, are they not!”

“Ah… well…”

“Then you should convert to the Demonic Milk (Manou) Cult! I can’t say it out loud, but the nuns belonging to the Demonic Milk (Manou) Cult are all blessed with large or demonic breasts!!”

“Really! Please accept my conversion.”

“Hmm… Then, follow me.”

This time, a nun and a monk from the Demonic Milk (Manou) Cult were recruiting. And as the monk explained, two bulges, disproportionately large for a nun’s modest clothing, swayed. A man who decided to convert after seeing the nun’s breasts followed, and then a woman also converted.

It’s hard to describe, but as we approached the city of Ribidoon, the main road was dyed in a monochrome of pink.

“Devout followers! What is the grace of God!!”

“It is! Rounded breasts!!”

“Indeed, indeed. The gods dwelling in heaven show us their divine power through large breasts and demonic milk. Large breasts are a symbol of fertility!!”

“Oooooooh!!”

This time, a monk from the Demonic Milk (Manou) Cult stood on a wooden box and was preaching on the street. There were likely decoys among the gathered populace, responding to the monk’s explanations and livening up the atmosphere.

“Behold! These magnificent demonic milk breasts!!”

*Bounce, bounce, bouncier~, bouncier~~*

“Woooooooh! Amazing!!”

And when he saw that the atmosphere was heating up, a nun, who had been hiding her ferocious breast protrusion under her robe, smartly shed her robe and stood on the wooden box, thrusting out her chest and displaying her violently shaking, weapon-like protrusions. The excitement of the gathered men reached its peak! And they seemed to have converted to the Demonic Milk (Manou) Cult.

“Currently, heretical cults that boast only of breast size are prevalent. To think that ridiculously large breast protrusions are the symbol of divine favor!? Then I shall ask. Why do divine favor, giant breasts, sag? That is merely a natural phenomenon. In other words, it is no different from the large breasts of dairy cows! The will of God is revealed in the exquisite curve of the breasts!! Think about it! The modest and refined beauty of small breasts and slightly small breasts is in accordance with the will of God!”

“Objection!”

“Indeed, the breasts we, the Pure and Chaste Small Breasts Cult, revere do not sag! Moreover, their sensitivity is exceptional!”

“That’s right! That’s right!!”

This time, a monk from the Pure and Chaste Small Breasts Cult was preaching on a wooden box. Here too, villagers were gathered, and the atmosphere was still charged.

“Aaaargh… What are they?! Those heretics!!”

We decided to take a break at a teahouse along the main road, and Lyushenne, who was in a way involved, showed a rare range of expressions, becoming embarrassed and indignant.

“Still, Lady Lyushenne, you must have it tough.”

“Liliana, please don’t say that… I never imagined such heretical cults would spread. It must be the curse of Dark Horse von Dark Horse!”

Lyushenne blamed the dissolute son of the Dark Horse Ducal House, who was being celebrated as a figurehead of the anti-Espana movement, as the cause of the emergence of these heretical cults.

“Speaking of which, there was also a fake Elise giving a speech in the Kingdom of Portland. Her speech there was more impressive than the real one.”
“Freya, you don’t need to recall unnecessary things! Do you need another punishment?”

“I am merely stating facts.”

“And… you cheered on my fake, didn’t you?”

“That wasn’t just a little joke! It’s inhumane to punish me for that. Your attitude is narrow-minded and you’re not fit to be Crown Prince!”

“What did you say! It seems my punishment wasn’t enough.”

“This time, I’ll be the one to get you back! ♪”

“Are you going to!”

“Now, now, Elise and Freya, calm down! The passersby are laughing at you!!”

“We’re sorry, Hal-sama.”

Leaving Lyushenne and Liliana aside, Elise and Freya started glaring at each other again. I intervened to mediate, and somehow managed to avoid any further trouble.

“The cake is so delicious… nano.”

At a table a little further away, Shera was happily munching on cake, wagging her pure white – fluffy – fox tail. When Shera fled the destroyed Kingdom of Sazania, she was entrusted with the royal seal by her father, the king, but she presented it to Princess Elizabeth out of sheer laziness, so she’s living a carefree life. Well, Shera’s appearance is indistinguishable from a pure Fox Beastkin, so it would have been impossible for her to inherit the human royal family. However, she also refused to inherit the hidden village of her maternal side, Shiltopa, so she might just be annoyed by troublesome matters.

“They don’t understand God’s will, yo. I’m so angry, yo.”

Holy Spirit Serena, perched on my shoulder, was indignantly huffing.

“Then, Serena, could you please tell me the will of the gods?”

“Master, I understand. The gods said, ‘Gods do not create Demonic Milk above the breast, nor small breasts below the breast.’ That is why I like everything from small breasts to Demonic Milk.”

I was astonished by Holy Spirit Serena’s words, which were no different from my own opinion. In other words, the gods’ preferences are diverse, and they do not distinguish between high and low based on breast size. In a sense, these candid words from the gods, reported by Serena who is obsessed with breasts, made perfect sense to me.

After enjoying delicious cake and black tea at the tea shop, we headed towards our parked carriage to resume our journey. However, with everyone around getting so worked up about breast size, it seemed to have infected the party members of ‘Princess Harem’ as well, causing an awkward atmosphere (Nyuma) to flow.

Nevertheless, the enjoyable break time ended, and we re-boarded the carriage to travel again.

I was the coachman of the lead carriage, with Lyushenne sitting beside me. It was unusual for Lyushenne to be on the driver’s seat, but she was staring intently ahead. She was likely infuriated by the breast debate between the two cults. By the way, ‘Lala’ was sitting on my lap, wisely reading the room and remaining quiet.

‘Lala’s’ breasts were flat, fitting for a young girl’s appearance, and had a dangerously appealing physique that would delight followers of the Pure Breasts Religion. On the other hand, Lyushenne’s breasts were the most abundant among the ‘Princess Harem’ party members, a physique that would send followers of the Demonic Milk Religion into a frenzy.

Behind us, Freya was the coachman of the rear carriage, with Dietlinde, wearing a silver wig, sitting beside her. These two, in contrast, had Dietlinde’s large breasts, suited for the Demonic Milk Religion, and Freya’s slender figure with small breasts, suited for the Pure Breasts Religion.

Mai and Kirika usually harbored complexes about their small breasts and made radical remarks. Freya, though similar to them in terms of small breasts, seemed confident in her slender physique and did not participate in such debates. In a way, Freya could also be considered a natural follower of the Pure Breasts Religion.

Dietlinde, on the other hand, seemed to dislike the street preaching of the Pure Breasts Religion monks. The monk in question was loudly proclaiming that the symbol of the Pure Breasts Religion was the small-breasted maidens of the Elf tribe. Indeed, as far as I knew, all elf maidens except Dietlinde had magnificent small breasts.

However, for the Elves, who have a more slender bone structure than humans, small breasts suited their delicate appearance. But Dietlinde explained that this was a prejudice seen from a human perspective. In truth, many elves seem to like large breasts, but despite trying various breast enhancement techniques, none seemed effective.

It is common knowledge that elves possess more latent magical power than humans and are skilled in spirit magic, but one of the hidden driving forces behind their proficiency in spirit magic was their insatiable quest for breast enhancement.

Among such small-breasted elf maidens, Dietlinde’s existence as the sole possessor of large breasts was immeasurable. Only for elves of royal blood, it is possible to achieve large-breasted elves through appropriate ‘Breast Massage’ during the sex-determining [Purple Impurity]…

Therefore, Dietlinde could not tolerate the shameless doctrines of the Pure Breasts Religion, which worships the small breasts of elf maidens. After all, the elf maidens themselves were fixated on the slightest differences in their small breasts…

“There’s nothing here!? It’s a peaceful journey!”

“Hal-sama, it looks like someone is hanging from the trunk of that giant tree ahead.”

As I concentrated on guiding the horses, holding the reins, Lyushenne, sitting beside me, called out.

“What!? Lyushenne??”

“Master Harem, there’s a naked person hanging from the giant tree ahead.”

When I asked Lyushenne again, ‘Lala’, sitting on my lap, informed me. I turned my face in the direction ‘Lala’ pointed.

“Indeed, there’s a naked person hanging from the trunk of the giant tree. And they seem to be alive.”

Looking up into the distance, I saw a naked figure struggling to break free from a rope tied around the trunk of a giant tree growing beside the main road. Travelers on the main road would glance at the hanging figure, then quickly avert their eyes and walk away. It was a strange sight.

And then our carriage reached the side of the giant tree.

The person hanging naked from the tree, bound by rope, was a young man. His shriveled penis and scrotum dangling between his legs were pitiful. His clothes were discarded at the base of the giant tree. He had a gag in his mouth, rendering him unable to speak, but a piece of paper was attached to the tree, detailing his wicked deeds.

It stated, ‘He is a pervert who likes small breasts, so we have delivered Heavenly Punishment upon him.’ From the appearance of his scattered clothing, it was clear he was a monk of the Pure Breasts Religion. He had likely gotten into a dispute with someone from the Demonic Milk Religion and was stripped naked and hung up. The passersby seemed to be ignoring him to avoid getting caught up in the cult wars. It was also thought that if left alone, his companions would rescue him after a while.

“Hal-sama, may I help that person?”

However, Lyushenne’s eyes sparkled as she asked if she could help the monk. I thought Lyushenne was deeply troubled by the cult wars tarnishing her homeland, so her offer was unexpected.

“That’s fine, but…”

“Thank you, Hal-sama.”

**【WATER ARROW】**

The next moment, three water arrows formed above Lyushenne’s head and were fired in rapid succession, perfectly cutting the rope binding the man, causing him to fall to the ground. It seemed Lyushenne just wanted to test the power of the ‘Water Diamond Barrette’ she had obtained by chance. Incidentally, this magical hair accessory supposedly converted breast fullness into magical power, but even with this, her large breasts didn’t seem to shrink.

“Magic is indeed convenient. ♪”

Lyushenne, having successfully cast a water-attribute attack spell, smiled broadly. I stopped the carriage and rushed to the man, who had fainted from the impact of the fall. After removing the gag, I slapped his cheeks to wake him up.

“Are… are you alright?”

“…Ugh… Wh-where is this? And who are you?”

“You seem to have regained consciousness. First, please put on your clothes.”

“Ah! I’m sorry. Thank you for rescuing me from those ruffians who worshiped an evil god.”

It was a bit anticlimactic to find him to be a perfectly ordinary man after rescuing him. Meanwhile, Lyushenne, ‘Lala’, Freya, and Dietlinde kept their distance and observed the man. Lyushenne, who had saved him, also looked at him coolly; her motive for saving him seemed to be merely that he was a convenient target for her magic.

“Why did this happen to you?”

“My name is John, and I am a monk of the Pure Breasts Religion. I was attacked by followers of a heretical cult that worships Demonic Milk while I was performing my sacred duties… Thank you for rescuing me.”

As I suspected, Monk John’s true identity and the circumstances of his naked hanging were as I’d anticipated.

“Those heretics are nothing but perverts who revere mere lumps of fat. Furthermore, they are fools who do not understand the value of the small breasts we worship. You, as a man, should understand the value of small breasts.”

Monk John’s gaze shifted to Lyushenne and the others, who were watching from a distance. Although Lyushenne and the others wore masks resembling Valkyries, they had removed their hooded robes and were dressed in adventurer-like attire. Of course, their breast sizes were also visible.

“W-what beautiful maidens and a beautiful young girl. A god resides in those flat chests.”

Monk John’s gaze darted busily between the modest breasts of Freya and the flat chest of ‘Lala’. Incidentally, he completely ignored Lyushenne’s large breasts and Dietlinde’s enormous breasts, as if they were roadside stones. Despite rescuing him, this Monk John was also a proper pervert.

“Monk John-dono, it was that maiden who saved you.”

I pointed to Lyushenne. Designated by me, Lyushenne deliberately trembled her breasts – *purun, purun* – as if surprised.

“W-what is this! To be saved by such a boob-brained girl! A lifelong regret!!”

Monk John glanced at Lyushenne’s sensuously swaying large breasts and slumped his head, his face etched with a despair as if the world had ended.

“To despair at my breasts! What an impudent wretch! You will pay dearly for offending me.”

Although Lyushenne had been in high spirits after her successful water attack magic, she now fixed Monk John with a low voice laced with anger. Somehow, the mood suddenly felt ominous.

“Elf maiden’s small breasts are supreme. Elf maiden’s small breasts are supreme. Elf maiden’s—”

Monk John, looking down, his face pale and sweating coldly, muttered something like a chant in a low voice. Listening closely, I deciphered his murmurs to be an attempt to find inner peace by praising the small breasts of elf girls.

It seemed that the doctrines of the Pure Breasts Religion included a commandment to worship the small breasts of elf girls as the supreme symbol.

“To be saved and yet ignore me! And calling me a boob-brained girl… This is outrageous and unforgivable slander!”

On the other hand, Lyushenne seemed to be furious at Monk John’s attitude. And looking at Lyushenne’s elegant mouth, it seemed she had thought of something unsettling, her lips curling upwards.

“I also struggle with their weight, so I’ll share some of it with you. ♪”

Lyushenne approached Monk John from behind and shamelessly rested her breasts on his shoulder. I recalled having Lyushenne’s fresh milk rested on me in the bath. Although it was a bit heavy, it was a moment of bliss. The destructive power of the royal princess’s fresh milk, coupled with her world-class beauty, was immense.

“Ugh,GYAAAAaaahhh~~”

However, upon realizing that Lyushenne’s large breasts were resting on his shoulder, Monk John screamed and fainted.

**【WATER BALL】**

A water ball created by magic appeared above the face of Monk John, who had fainted and collapsed. This was also Lyushenne’s magical power.

*Splashhh*

The water ball began its descent, hit Monk John’s face, and exploded into a spray of water.

“No, Lyushenne. Leave the aftermath to me.”

“Yes, that’s fine.”

“Has the goddess of small breasts forsaken me? To be treated so by a boob-brained girl… This is humiliating!”

Monk John, hit in the face by the water ball, immediately woke up but continued to spew insults.

“The Pure Breasts Religion… is now designated as a heretical cult. ♪”

Lyushenne, having switched places with Dietlinde and stepped back, declared the Pure Breasts Religion a heretical cult. It seemed that once Lyushenne ascended the throne as empress of the New Wahl Imperial Kingdom, their expulsion would be decided. Monk John would soon pay the price for calling Lyushenne a boob-brained girl and treating her with disdain.

“I am Dietlinde. Know this.”

Dietlinde, who had replaced Lyushenne, announced herself with an overbearing attitude. Dietlinde also wore a mask resembling a Valkyrie on her face. Furthermore, she wore a silver wig to hide her distinctive hair, but she also hid her elf-like, pointed, reed-shaped ears.

“I thought the boob-brained girl was gone, and now a new boob-brained girl, number 2, appears! Today is just a terrible day for me…”

Monk John glanced at Dietlinde’s generously full breasts and let out a long sigh, appearing dejected. If ‘Lala’ with her flat chest or Freya with her small breasts had approached him now, he might have felt better, but they were both looking at him with cold eyes, so that was out of the question. He had already revealed his true colors far too much.

“In your faith, are elf maidens considered the supreme beings?”

“Of course! Elf maidens are all beautiful, and their slightly full small breasts are wonderful! You, boob-brained girl number 2, wouldn’t understand that charm.”

“That’s not true. There are actually many elves who like large breasts!”

“T-that can’t be! Aren’t all elf maidens small-breasted?”

“That’s precisely why they agonize over the slightest differences.”

“No matter what boob-brained girl number 2 says, it won’t be convincing.”

“That’s not true. It’s because I am also an elf.”

Dietlinde, who had been conversing in a confrontational manner from the start, saw that the time was right. She pushed up the silver wig that hid her ears and proudly revealed her pointed, reed-shaped ears, the mark of an elf.

“L-lies! It must be a lie!! There’s no way a boob-brained girl number 2 like you could be an elf maiden! You’re a fake impersonating a sacred elf maiden! You’re probably padding those breasts, aren’t you?”

“What nonsense are you spouting? I am a genuine elf, and these large breasts are also real.”

“N-no way!? An elf with breasts like these… that is, an ‘O-PAI ELF’ (****************) should not exist! You’re probably just wearing breast pads! You,パイエルフ (******************) who claims these large breasts!”

“You still don’t believe me! But ‘[High Elf](*****************)’ is indeed a fitting term. Well then, how about this!!”

*Poyon, poyon*

Dietlinde boldly grabbed Monk John’s wrist and placed it against her chest. At that moment, Dietlinde’s large breasts swayed attractively, and even through her clothes, Monk John’s fingers were sinking in and crushing them! In this state, it’s likely that Dietlinde’s large breasts’ softness and warmth were transmitted to Monk John’s fingertips and palms.

“Ugyaahhhaaaahhh~~”

The moment he recognized Dietlinde’s large breasts as genuine, Monk John let out another scream and lost consciousness. Behind him, Holy Spirit Serena had apparently prepared [Heavenly Punishment], but Monk John, unbeknownst to him, had narrowly avoided the worst possible outcome. What lucky fellow.

“He’s a fool who is digging his own grave, as the saying goes!”

By then, the party members from the carriage had also gathered around. As soon as Monk John lost consciousness, they rushed him, stripped off his clothes, tied him up with rope, and hung him from the giant tree again. That was the true ferocity of the [Carnivorous Women] that I truly feared.

“Hal-sama, let’s hurry. I thought I saw something hanging from the giant tree, but it must have been my imagination.”

“I also felt like something was there, but it must have been a mistake.”

“I didn’t see anything either. ♪”

“Master Harem, me neither.”

The party members in the carriage boarded again, and Lyushenne, Dietlinde, Freya, and even ‘Lala’ on the driver’s seat acted as if nothing had happened.

“Well then, let’s depart.”

Naturally, I decided to forget about Monk John, and the carriage set off for the town of Ribidoon. Something seemed to be dangling in the gentle breeze, but it was surely just my imagination.

Chapter 12: The Birth Story of the [High Elf]

We, Hal Harem Von Raymond, and the entourage of ‘Princess Harem,’ were heading for the town of Ribidoon, a provincial city in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory. Along the way, something seemed to have happened, or perhaps not, under a giant tree growing by the main road. We set off again with renewed spirits.

I was the coachman of the lead carriage, with ‘Lala’ sitting obediently on my lap.

“Master Harem, I have a bad feeling again…”

‘Lala’ seemed worried.

“Don’t worry, ‘Lala’. I, who am a [High Elf], am here.”

Dietlinde, sitting beside me, confidently assured us everything was fine. It turned out that during the recent commotion, she had received a revelation and had changed her self-appellation from ‘Royal of the Elves’ to [High Elf].

When you think about it, the ecology of ordinary elves and the royal elves differs greatly. Like humans and other demi-humans, elves are born with sexes. In other words, they are divided into boys and girls from the moment they are born.

However, elves of royal blood are born ambisexual with undifferentiated sex, and during puberty, they go through ‘Purple Impurity’ to determine their own sex, eventually differentiating into adult males or females.

Furthermore, elves of royal blood have the characteristic of being particularly favored by spirits.

This influence manifests as a flashy change where their hair color is dyed with the symbol color of the spirits they are favored by. In Dietlinde’s case, she is favored by fire spirits. Due to this influence, her silver hair, even when resurrected, had displayed a beautiful gradient from silver to madder red to vermilion. Now, as her intimacy with fire spirits has further increased, it has become even more flashy, shifting from silver to dandelion yellow to crimson.

Additionally, with her large breasts, it’s no exaggeration to say she has transcended the boundaries of the elf race. And in the not-too-distant future, more elf princesses with large breasts are likely to emerge. It might be time to think of a new appellation suitable for them.

And I believe Dietlinde’s self-chosen appellation of [High Elf] is a perfect fit. However, no one will notice that the etymology of [High Elf] is ‘O-PAI ELF’.

Incidentally, Freya was holding the reins of the carriage behind us, with Lyushenne sitting next to her. This means Lyushenne and Dietlinde had swapped seats compared to earlier.

“Master, it’s serious! This time, a naked maiden is hanging!”

As she drove the carriage, Holy Spirit Serena, lightly extending her two pairs of wings, approached by gliding. And this time, it seemed a naked maiden was hanging. Based on the previous experience, I wanted to ignore it, but depending on the situation, it might be necessary to help.

“A naked maiden this time… Unlike ‘Lala’, I can only feel a bad premonition.”

“My premonitions are usually accurate, you know.”

“So, Serena, is the naked maiden hanging along the main road?”

“The location is in the forest ahead. The branches and leaves of the standing trees might obstruct the view from the main road, making it easy to miss. Master, will you abandon the poor naked maiden to her fate?”

“If Serena insists, let’s go and confirm the scene before making a decision?”

We decided to determine whether to help the naked maiden after inspecting the scene.

“Wha-what is this!!”

“This is inhumane!”

“I… I don’t want to believe that such a cruel thing could be done to a maiden…”

Upon arriving at the scene guided by Holy Spirit Serena, the naked maiden who was hanging was foaming at the mouth and had lost consciousness. Her clothes were scattered around, and from her attire, it was clear she was a nun of the Demonic Milk Religion.

In fact, the maiden’s breasts were as magnificent as Demonic Milk, but they were tightly bound at the base with rough rope, and she was hung by that rope. The ropes had dug into her breasts, squeezing them to the point of almost ripping off, and her breasts had congested and turned purple. If left like this, her breasts would likely necrose due to poor blood circulation.

“This time, I’ll burn off the rough rope with my fire spirit magic.”

“Shera, please transform into Shera-nee-san and catch the falling naked maiden.”

“Hal-sama, I’m already fully prepared!”

“Then, let’s burn it off.”

The moment Dietlinde declared she would use fire spirit magic, a small flame ignited on the rough rope and burned it away. Sister Shera, waiting directly below, caught her, and the rescue was easily concluded. However, the rescued maiden’s face was contorted in agony, and her purple breasts, squeezed at the base, were in a terrible state.

“Well then, let’s try casting [Healing Magic].”

However, when I cast [Healing Magic] on her, the shape of her breasts returned to their natural fullness, and her beautiful breasts, with their fine-textured skin and lovely pink areolae, were confirmed. The maiden seemed to have been freed from her pain, and her innocent sleeping face had changed.

The party members, who received the maiden from me, quickly dressed her in her clothes.

“Then, let’s wake her up.”

Tirna took out a small vial containing smelling salts from her pocket and had the maiden inhale it.

“—…Wh-where is this!? I… Aaahhh!! Don’t bind my Demonic Milk!”

The maiden, upon regaining consciousness, screamed. It seemed she had remembered being attacked by a hooligan and having her Demonic Milk bound.

“There’s no need to worry. You have been saved.”

The maiden, trapped by the illusion of being violated, continued to scream, but Dietlinde hugged her to comfort her. After a while, her screams turned into sobs, then into whimpers, and she seemed to be gradually calming down.

“Are you alright? Does anything hurt?”

“A-and you are?”

“My name is Hal Harem Von Raymond. I am the Party Leader of an Adventurer Party called ‘Princess Harem.’ I found you while traveling and took care of you.”

“I apologize for showing you such an unsightly display. I cannot express my gratitude enough for saving me. I am Poporon, a nun of the Demonic Milk Religion. Um… who is the person hugging me?”

“Are you asking about me? My name is Dietlinde. I am [High Elf] Dietlinde.”

“Um… what exactly is a [High Elf]? As an elf, your breasts should be delicate, right? But they feel so soft!”

After greeting the awakened nun Poporon, Dietlinde, who was taking care of her, introduced herself. This was also the debut of the new appellation [High Elf]. However, since elf maidens are generally associated with small breasts, Sister Poporon fell into great confusion.

“Aeria, I’m sorry, but could you support Lord Poporon?”

“Yes, Dietlinde. Understood.”

“Nun Poporon-dono, I shall show you what a [High Elf] is.”

Dietlinde, who had handed over the care of Sister Poporon to Aeria, removed her silver wig, revealing her own beautiful, silver → dandelion yellow → crimson hair. Peeking out from her beautiful hair were the pointed, reed-shaped ears that are the mark of the elf race, and the beautifully full, twin peaks of her large breasts were undeniably prominent.

“W-what beautiful hair… and such large breasts, which are impossible for ordinary elf maidens… Is this what a [High Elf] is?”

“Mmm, that is correct. You have now understood what a [High Elf] is.”

Dietlinde was still wearing the mask resembling a Valkyrie on her face, but Sister Poporon looked at Dietlinde with a dazed expression.

“Hey, Poporon-san. Is someone like me, with small breasts, an object of contempt?”

Just as Sister Poporon and Dietlinde were having a good moment, Freya, with her slender figure, interrupted. Freya seemed to be using her own body as a litmus test for Sister Poporon.

If Sister Poporon were to make the same mistake as Monk John earlier, would she be stripped naked again and have rough rope tied around her healed Demonic Milk? We held our breath, watching to ensure Sister Poporon wouldn’t notice. Glancing sideways, I saw Mai and Kirika idly fiddling with rough ropes.

Mai and Kirika were fully prepared to tie up Sister Poporon’s Demonic Milk.

“…This is troublesome. According to the teachings of my organization, the Demonic Milk Religion, women with small breasts or slight breasts are targets of oppression… but I have friends with small breasts… so I will withhold my answer. Personally, I think you are all incredibly beautiful girls, but…”

Sister Poporon replied cautiously, with a frown.

“I’m sorry for asking such a difficult question. My name is Freya. Please remember it.”

“Yes, Freya-san.”

Sister Poporon’s answer was barely passing, but it seemed she had avoided the worst-case scenario of being stripped naked and hung again.

“The Demonic Milk Religion is also designated as a heretical cult. ♪”

“Lyushenne-sama, this must be difficult for you…”

“Liliana, you should be careful too. When you find one of these heretics, there are usually thirty hiding.”

“That’s right. I should confirm it too.”

A little further back, Lyushenne and Liliana were also designating the Demonic Milk Religion as heretical.

“Hey, Hal-sama, and party members. I’ve obtained some interesting information from Sister Poporon. It seems the Demonic Milk Religion will be holding a grand secret ritual in the underground of their main sanctuary soon.”

“Yes, I explained to Lady Dietlinde, but the night three days from now, a fertility festival called the ‘Demonic Milk Banquet’ (Sabbath) will be held in the great hall where the sacred object is enshrined underground. I have asked [High Elf] Dietlinde to attend. Only women with large breasts or larger are eligible to participate in this secret ritual. Delicious food will also be served, so please do attend. However, to prevent fake breasts, you will need to go topless at the venue entrance, but wearing masks like you all are is permitted. This is because the participants include individuals of high status.”

“I-I can’t participate then…”

Nun Poporon informed us about the upcoming fertility festival called the ‘Demonic Milk Banquet’ (Sabbath). Among ‘Princess Harem,’ those who could likely participate would be Elise, Swan Hilda, Lyushenne, Liliana, and Dietlinde. Freya looked disappointed by Sister Poporon’s enthusiastic explanation and confirmed her eligibility to participate.

“I’m so sorry, Freya. But I heard through the grapevine that the Pure Breasts Religion will also be holding a similar festival at the same time.”

“We absolutely must participate in this, Liliana, you too.”

“That’s right. It’s embarrassing to expose fresh milk, but it’s a chance to learn about the Demonic Milk Religion.”

Lyushenne and Liliana seemed intent on assessing the Demonic Milk Religion as rulers.

“This promises to be an unexpected feast.”

“This is also a chance for me to solidify the new appellation [High Elf].”

Meanwhile, Elise licked her lips, her thoughts lingering on the unseen feast, and Dietlinde seemed intent on spreading the new appellation [High Elf] all at once. Although they were in the same boat (呉越同舟 – fighting alongside each other despite being enemies), the large-breasted and heavily-breasted factions were getting excited.

On the other hand, the small-breasted and slightly-breasted factions like Mai, Kirika, and Freya were also fully committed to participating in the secret ritual hosted by the Pure Breasts Religion.

It seems the main sanctuaries of the Pure Breasts Religion and the Demonic Milk Religion are located within the town of Ribidoon. Nun Poporon, unknowingly, had revealed critical information…

It looks like the party members’ clandestine activities will be visible at the secret festival held in three days.

Thank you for reading.
This completes the consolidated posting of episode 45, “Lyushenne VI and Dietlinde IV” [Blessings to the Discarded Daughter], from Breast to [High Elf] O.
The posting of episode 46 will be announced in the activity report.
As I am currently busy, there will be a considerable delay until episode 46 is released, and I apologize for any inconvenience.