The night passed mercilessly, and the surroundings began to lighten.
I, Hal Harem Von Raymond, am sleep-deprived.
Last night, or rather, until just a moment ago, I was performing the “First Night Ritual” with Lulu Berze, the youngest of the former vampire sisters.
Despite my lack of sleep, I need to get up soon and prepare for the morning, or I’ll miss breakfast.
By the way, Lulu Berze is sleeping next to me… she was, in a word, completely naked.
Moreover, her breasts had returned to their original, buxom state.
This means that on top of her natural beautiful breasts, Fia, the Mimic slime disguised as a fake breast, had been covering them.
This happened because she asked me to when we were washing each other’s bodies in the bathroom after the “First Night Ritual” was over.
When I summoned Fia, I ordered her to become a fake breast, and a feeling of joy flowed into me.
She was happy to become a fake breast.
Lulu Berze, on the other hand, apparently disliked her sisters finding out that she had reduced her breast size.
Thus, Fia’s temporary regular position had become Lulu Berze’s chest.
Incidentally, it seems Dry also occasionally becomes Kirika’s fake breast when she’s troubled by her small breasts.
Although it seems to be a complete secret for Kirika herself, Mai, who excels at infiltration investigations, is in the Princess Harem.
It seems that Mai, a comrade of the Small Breasts Alliance, would never forgive such betrayal, and the other party members had also found out.
Kirika was the only one who didn’t know… but apparently, no one pointed it out out of pity.
“Wake up, Lulu Berze! Hurry up or you’ll miss breakfast!”
“Big Brother Hal, I’m sleepy. Let me sleep until we leave the inn.”
“…What a helpless girl.”
I tried to wake up Lulu Berze, who was still sleeping, but it seemed she also didn’t want to wake up due to lack of sleep.
I’ll just wake up myself then.
*Knock, knock*
“Who is it?”
“It’s Lara Berze.”
“It’s Lili Berze.”
“It’s Astarotte. Hal-sama.”
It was the daughters of the former demons who came.
I wonder if they came to check on last night’s developments?
“You can come in, but… Lulu Berze is sleeping, so please be quiet.”
*Creeaak, squeak*
“Good morning, Hal-sama.”
“Good morning, Lara Berze, Lili Berze, and Astarotte too… Is there something you need?”
“Actually… we suspect our sister’s breasts of being fake… and came for a surprise inspection.”
Lara Berze explained the reason on behalf of the three of them.
Then, Lili Berze, who had checked on Lulu Berze sleeping in the futon, pulled off the blanket.
“Lulu Berze, it’s time to pay your dues. Your sin of deceiving us is grave.”
And thus, Lulu Berze, sleeping naked, was exposed.
Naturally, the sight of a beautiful girl sleeping in the nude was a picturesque beauty, but what they were staring at was her magnificently swollen large breasts.
“Th-this is…”
The three were mesmerized by Lulu Berze’s large breasts.
“It seems the rumors were false. But perhaps the sagging is from Lulu Berze.”
Lara Berze, having said what she wanted, was followed by Lili Berze and Astarotte.
“As expected, there’s no room for complacency.”
At this point, Lulu Berze, who had been feigning sleep, woke up.
It seemed she had anticipated her sisters’ ambush.
As the awakened Lulu Berze moved, her false breasts swayed naturally.
Still, the Mimic slime’s mimicry ability is truly amazing.
And then, Lulu Berze leisurely began her morning preparations.
After leaving the guest room, Lulu Berze and I headed to the inn’s dining hall, where most of the party members had already finished breakfast and were relaxing.
On the other hand, Lyushenne and Freya, who are not morning people, were still eating.
“Good morning, Lyushenne, and Freya. And everyone else too. What a delicious-looking breakfast.”
“Good morning, Hal-sama. And Lulu Berze.”
“Good morning, everyone.”
This morning’s breakfast appears to be thick-cut ham steak, vegetable salad, consommé soup, and an all-you-can-eat selection of various breads.
And slices of fish are floating in the consommé soup.
It looks like a very delicious breakfast.
When Lulu Berze and I sat down, our food was served.
It was brought by the inn’s proprietress.
The meal was warm, reminiscent of home cooking.
“Lyushenne-sama, I saw an interesting person at the attached bar.”
Lyushenne and Freya had already finished their breakfast, but Tirna approached with quick steps to report.
“An interesting person? Don’t keep me in suspense, Tirna, and explain.”
“Lyushenne-sama, ‘seeing is believing.’ Also, if you’re going, please wear a mask.”
“Since Tirna is this flustered, I suppose I must go.”
“It sounds like something interesting is happening. I shall observe as well.”
Lyushenne’s party members followed her.
“Shall we go too, Lulu Berze?”
“Yes, since the elder sisters have gone, let’s follow them.”
“Then let’s hurry and finish breakfast.”
“Yes.”
After Lulu Berze and I quickly finished our breakfast, we headed to the bar.
At the entrance, Mai and Sharon stood like gatekeepers, and the party members were surrounding the person in question.
Still, it’s no exaggeration to say that “Princess Harem” has become quite a large group.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the bar is now completely under “Princess Harem’s” control.
Although the bar was bustling with many customers last night, there were no longer any employees at the counter, and the remaining customers consisted only of a large, well-built older man slumped over a table.
The party members were keeping a distance around him.
The man was dressed in the fashion of a disheveled adventurer, and a sword, disproportionately fine for his appearance, was propped against the wall.
“What’s so special about that drunkard adventurer old man?”
These harsh words came from Nestella Yaggard.
Yesterday, when they met, she was a third-class slave with a “slave crest” carved on her forehead, a runaway slave from the mines, living a life at the very bottom, in a sense. However, as soon as she was freed by Alicia and returned to civilian life, she seemed to have regained her pride as a knight-in-training.
Nestella glared at the old man adventurer with cold eyes.
“Tirna… Is he Lord Noonheim of the Silver Wolf Knight Order? …Isn’t he??”
“Yes, Lyushenne-sama. This drunkard is indeed Lord Garbador Yoitz Dela Noonheim, a former knight. Still… it’s a wonder he survived.”
Lyushenne and Tirna, who were near me, whispered to each other.
It seemed Lyushenne and Tirna knew about the old man adventurer.
And from Garbador Yoitz Dela Noonheim’s name and their hushed voices, I inferred that he was a low-ranking noble of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom.
Still, the Silver Wolf Knight Order sounds like a powerful name.
“Lyushenne-sama, who is he?”
“He… was a formal knight of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom.”
Lyushenne replied to Alicia, who had asked from a little distance away.
In contrast, Nestella looked at them with suspicion.
She probably couldn’t believe that the sloppily drunk adventurer was once a formal knight of the glorious Wahl Imperial Kingdom.
Even now, Nestella seems to think that Lyushenne and the others are just adventurers.
And her admiration for formal knights must be close to religious devotion.
In truth, Nestella was appointed a formal knight in yesterday’s “Investiture Ceremony”…
The only one who didn’t know was herself.
“You’re saying this sloppy old man was a formal knight? That’s a lie, isn’t it?”
“I will confirm it directly, so please watch from here.”
To Nestella, who continued to insist, Tirna seemed to confirm.
*BANG!*
“Wake up! Garbador Yoitz Dela Noonheim!!”
Tirna, who had approached the table where the old man adventurer was sleeping, slammed the table roughly and then, in a commanding tone, urged him to wake up.
Her voice was slightly lower than usual, and it seemed to carry a hint of anger.
Her demeanor exuded a dignity that reminded me of her former position as Lyushenne’s head maid…
Incidentally, Lyushenne remained composed next to Liliana.
On the other hand, Liliana was leaning forward slightly, perhaps out of curiosity.
The other party members seemed to be waiting to see how things would unfold.
*BANG! BANG!!*
“How long are you going to sleep! You insolent fool!!”
“–…Ugh… Ugh…! Wh-what is this!?”
Tirna’s repeated banging on the table and loud shouts finally seemed to wake the old man adventurer.
As soon as he realized he was surrounded by party members wearing masks modeled after Valkyries, his consciousness seemed to clear.
However, startled, he tried to get up from his chair but seemed to be unable to use his left leg properly and was about to fall off the chair, but he managed to hold on by gripping the edge of the table.
“So you’ve finally woken up…”
Tirna, on the other hand, stood rigidly and glared at Garbador.
“Wh-who are you people!? Wearing those suspicious masks!”
“We are party members of the adventurer party ‘Princess Harem’.”
“Tch! You’re adventurers just like me, but you act so high and mighty. Do you have some business with me?”
“Yes, Garbador Yoitz Dela Noonheim. It has been a long time.”
“H-how do you know my full name!?”
“Have you forgotten me?”
“There’s no way I would know you. Besides, you’re hiding your face!”
“Ah! My apologies.”
Then, Tirna removed the Valkyrie-shaped mask and revealed her bare face.
Her smooth brown hair had grown long, reaching her back.
Her slightly glaring blue eyes were intimidating, but she was undoubtedly a beautiful girl.
Her limbs and chest had developed well, and her former pride as a Count’s daughter was evident.
“How is it now?”
“…Hmmmm. I don’t know!”
“N-no way~~”
Despite revealing her bare face, Garbador only tilted his head.
“Tirna, speak in your old way of speaking.”
Lyushenne, who seemed unable to watch any longer, offered advice.
Come to think of it, when we rescued Tirna from Park-li’s mansion, she was a tomboy.
Her hair was short, and at first glance, she looked like a beautiful boy.
“I am Tirnan Lian Von Tuser, formerly a Count’s daughter and Lyushenne-sama’s head maid. Do you not remember me… Vice Commander Garbador Yoitz Dela Noonheim of the Silver Wolf Knight Order?”
“Ah~~! You’re Fourth Princess Lyushenne’s lover, Tir-bou!!”
“Why would I be Lyushenne-sama’s lover! And ‘Tir-bou’ at that… what a rude person you are.”
Tirna now seemed to consider her past as a tomboy a black history, and perhaps out of desperation, she blushed intensely and spoke in her old tomboyish manner. Only then did Garbador seem to recall Tirna.
However, to a third party, Tirna looked like a beautiful boy in disguise, and the rumor circulated that Lyushenne had appointed her as her head maid to hide their romantic involvement.
Lyushenne secretly radiated anger at these rumors, while Liliana next to her struggled to suppress her laughter.
Meanwhile, hearing that Lyushenne had once appointed the son of a poor Count’s family as her head maid in disguise, the other party members’ interest was piqued.
It seemed that for a while, Lyushenne and Tirna would be teased with this topic.
“That’s not it, you know. Regarding Fourth Princess Lyushenne, I’ve heard rumors that besides you, Crown Prince Liliana of the Yangas Kingdom also had a physical relationship with her, and that Princess Sophie of the Yver Duchy brought them both under her spell and turned them into female slaves…”
At Garbador’s explanation, Liliana also began to show anger.
Lyushenne and Liliana trembled with rage.
“I can’t believe… that there were such rumors between Lyushenne-sama and Liliana-sama…”
Tirna was shaken by Garbador’s explanation.
“After all, they were both beauties who could topple nations. The situation of two beautiful girls intimately entangled is quite appealing. At the time, many erotic novels and spring pictures featuring the two of them were circulated. You can still get them at used bookstores!”
“N-no way~~. Then, what about the matter with Princess Sophie?”
“Princess Sophie, who was also a renowned Princess Knight, provided much fodder for discussion in front of the knights, such as claiming the hymens of Lyushenne-sama and Liliana-sama were her own, or deliberately brushing against their chests and buttocks “accidentally” and finding them very soft.”
“Princess Sophie would do something like that…”
The party members struggled to suppress their laughter at the vulgar gossip that circulated in the social circles of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom in days gone by.
In contrast, Lyushenne and Liliana’s menacing gazes seemed to pierce Garbador, but he, perhaps being surprisingly thick-skinned, didn’t seem to notice.
Well, perhaps he’s just oblivious…
“So… May I ask why the former head maid has come to see me?”
“Of course. It’s because we intend to help you establish the New Wahl Imperial Kingdom…”
“Hey, Tir-bou. The only known surviving member of the Wahl Imperial Family is Prince Daba. I hate that guy!”
“Is that why you’re languishing in such a backwater place? My master is not some vulgar walking reproductive organ. I came to contact you because I wanted to ask you to guide those who have newly been appointed as formal knights…”
“What nonsense are you spouting? Most of the formal knights perished in the war with the Espana Imperial Kingdom, and there’s no way new formal knights would be appointed now!”
“Is that so? Lord Nestella Yaggard, please come here.”
“What is it? Tirna-san!? And please stop calling me ‘Lord’… it’s embarrassing.”
“Lend him the ‘Investiture Letter’ you received yesterday, this simpleton.”
“That… isn’t it just a collection of messages? But if you insist.”
Nestella took the “Investiture Letter” wrapped in oiled paper from her pocket and handed it to Garbador.
“Oh!? This paper… It has a watermark, so it’s definitely for the investiture of a knight, but I don’t understand the messages written on the back. …! Hey, Tir-bou!! The Wahl Imperial Kingdom has fallen, but you’ve forged official documents!”
“Hm? What are you talking about?”
“This signature is Fourth Princess Lyushenne’s! And among the witnesses’ signatures is Crown Prince Liliana’s name! Forging the signatures of those who have passed away! Do you have no pride as a Wahl Noble!!”
Upon seeing the “Investiture Letter,” Garbador became enraged.
This was apparently because he saw the signatures of Lyushenne and Liliana, which he judged to be forgeries.
He must have thought that his beloved royalty had been defiled.
“Uh, umm… This is just a fake made for a pretend investiture, so I don’t think you need to get angry.”
Nestella, one of the concerned parties, was bewildered.
At that time, Lyushenne and Liliana began to walk towards where Garbador was.
Perhaps they judged that the time was right.
“That’s strange. What is questionable about my signature?”
First, Liliana removed her mask and revealed her bare face.
“Ah, a-a-are you!!”
Garbador’s face contorted in astonishment.
“It is only natural that you could read my signature as a knight of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom, but to misjudge its authenticity… Was my judgment of you mistaken? I was the one who encouraged you at the Silver Wolf Knight Order’s final sortie…”
Then, as if making a grand entrance, Lyushenne also removed her mask and revealed her bare face.
“Fourth Princess Lyushenne Silveria Wahl! To think you are still alive!!”
Garbador Yoitz Dela Noonheim, wincing from his injured left leg, rose to his feet, knelt, and offered a subordinate’s salute.
Then, Nestella Yaggard, who had been stunned for a moment, also realized Lyushenne’s true identity and followed suit.
Thank you for reading.
This concludes the split posting of Episode 51 Lyushenne VII.
The consolidated posting of Episode 51, “Lyushenne VII: The Knight’s Tale of a Fugitive Third-Class Slave and a Drunk Adventurer,” is scheduled for November 8th at 0:00.
Please note that the content of the split posting and the consolidated posting are the same.
Following this, Episode 51 Setting Materials 2 will be posted on November 9th at 0:00.
Setting Materials 1 can be found after Episode 38.
