Thank you for your patience.
I had originally planned to post a little earlier, but I was agonizing over the last part for about half a month.orz
Episode 53 will be released every three days, with a total of 11 episodes in this split posting.
I am currently writing the side story, episode 53.5, as previously announced.
It is planned to be a “transfer to another world” where the heroine, Dietlinde, will also gain something.
Concurrently, I plan to depict the innocent first sexual encounter of a boy and girl as guests.
I, Hal Harem Von Raymond, am sleepy again this morning.
I had barely slept all night, working hard to appease the soul of Princess Margarita Pedos Waiyar, also known as the tragic princess.
Margarita wished to inhabit Ly’s body and become an adult woman.
More specifically, she wanted to lose her virginity through the “First Night Ritual,” sever her lingering attachments from her past life, and ascend to heaven.
I generously applied all the sexual techniques I possessed, caressing her innocent body.
As a finishing touch after breaking her hymen and penetrating her, I ejaculated not semen but elixir into her uterus to aid her ascension.
Then, Margarita ascended, her soul purified without returning to the cycle of reincarnation. She settled deep within Ly’s body, awaiting a new birth.
This, too, must be a kind of miracle.
Margarita had said that after her death, she was under the protection of Dentemetina, the Earth Mother Goddess.
Perhaps Margarita’s soul was in the Goddess’s embrace, undergoing purification.
And by receiving my elixir, her soul’s purification was completed, granting her the right to be reborn.
In that case, was our “First Night Ritual”… a fated event?
These facts and speculations were to remain a secret between Ly and me.
Incidentally, as thanks for borrowing her body, Margarita made it so that Ly’s pubic hair would grow back.
Ly’s female genitalia being beautifully smooth was because I had performed permanent hair removal magic on her, but she seemed to have nullified that favor.
Perhaps Margarita herself disliked the common name for Satela Pass, “Marlo Rita Suicide Pass.”
Pitying Ly, whose lower body could not mature, she likely made her pubic hair grow back.
Well, for me, it just means more enjoyment from shaving.
To make the shaving enjoyable time and time again, I will use a razor.
Just as I thought I could finally sleep, I received a report from Liliana that Eliza Licana Ultbern, the fifth princess whom I had saved with resurrection magic after she died of shock from having her hip dislocated by the leader of the “Hyahhaa Hooligans,” had awakened.
I suppressed my sleepiness and headed to the guest room bedroom where Eliza was staying.
Indeed, Eliza had awakened, but her demeanor was quite different from what Liliana had described.
The woman before me was a lady with a quiet aura.
However, Eliza, having just awoken from a deep coma due to resurrection, seemed bewildered by her surroundings.
In fact, she didn’t seem to recognize Liliana, who was her former rival, and Liliana was not behind me.
Meanwhile, Ly, having returned to her original form, was tidying herself up with Tirna, unwilling to show such a unsightly appearance to her rival.
Swan Hilda, who remained in the bedroom, was wearing a mask resembling a Valkyrie.
In other words, only Eliza and I were showing our bare faces.
“Um… Excuse me… Ah, you are!? Why am I… sleeping here!? My head hurts when I try to remember!”
Eliza, her consciousness clearing, looked suspiciously at Swan Hilda, who was hiding her face, and spoke to me, who was foolishly showing my bare face.
However, her voice was weak, lacking the haughty tone that Liliana had spoken of.
Eliza also seemed to have lost the memory of being attacked by the “Hyahhaa Hooligans.”
Indeed, being almost turned into a penis case by that scoundrel Vigcock was a horrific experience.
It was no wonder her brain refused to recall it.
For now, I’ll introduce myself normally.
Still, I wonder why Swan Hilda is wearing a mask.
As I wondered, the party members, including Liliana, entered the room. They were indeed wearing masks resembling Valkyries.
It’s likely that Liliana was the one who gave the instruction to wear masks.
“My name is Hal Harem Von Raymond. I am the Party Leader of the adventurer party ‘Princess Harem’. Those wearing masks around me are my party members. They are shy and embarrassed to show their bare faces.”
“So… are you lowly adventurers? Then why was I sleeping here? From my memory of being in the carriage… Oh, I don’t see my lady-in-waiting anywhere?”
“You don’t remember anything?”
“……Yes……”
“You were attacked by despicable bandits at Satela Pass. By the way, the coachman and the woman who seemed to be your lady-in-waiting in the carriage are dead. You were the only one we managed to save. May I ask your name?”
“D-dead!? You say!? N-noooooo… My head, my head is splitting with pain!!”
“P-please calm down. You are safe here!”
I patiently waited for Eliza to calm down.
“My apologies. First, I would like to thank you for saving my life. I’m sorry for calling you lowly earlier. So, my name is Eliza. Nothing more, nothing less. Just Eliza. More importantly, my lady-in-waiting is dead… Poor Caroline Mystea Della Curtant…”
It seems the lady-in-waiting’s name was Caroline Mystea Della Curtant.
She was probably a noblewoman from the Ultbahn Kingdom.
Regarding the body, I had examined it to confirm, and it was slashed from the chest to the abdomen, with its internal organs mangled.
In that state, vital organs were considered lost, and resurrection magic could not be used.
Therefore, her body, along with the coachman’s, was cremated.
By the way, it’s a secret that Kirika and my summoned beasts, Dry and Fear, were eyeing her remains.
Ain and Zwei, who were on the verge of humanization, had changed their diet to match that of humans and were no longer interested in scavenging dead flesh.
“Eliza, was it? The carriage you were riding was a luxurious one, not an exaggeration to say it belonged to the royal family, and you even had a lady-in-waiting… you must be of noble birth, no?”
Towards Eliza, who only gave her first name, I subtly urged her to reveal her full name.
Eliza, who had temporarily fallen into a state of confusion, managed to pull herself together, but her face had turned pale.
It’s likely that Eliza and her lady-in-waiting, Caroline, were very close.
“…My discarded, or rather, my stripped name is Eliza Licana Ultbahn.”
“Princess Eliza Licana Ultbahn? That means… you are a princess of the Ultbahn Kingdom?”
Having finally managed to elicit her full name, I decided to confirm her status.
I myself was unaware of the Ultbahn Kingdom, but I confirmed it as if I knew.
“Lord Raymond, you know of my homeland? Then I will tell you everything without hiding anything. Now that I am alone, I must cling to you, Lord Raymond… or I will… die by starvation…”
Eliza, seemingly resigned, began to tell her story, including her current situation—she sputtered.
As Liliana had explained beforehand, Eliza was born as the fifth princess of the Ultbahn Kingdom.
Being the youngest daughter, she was raised with excessive protection.
Her wet nurse was a virtuous wife and good mother called Viscountess Curtant.
And she had a daughter of the same age as Eliza.
Naturally, this mother and daughter were chosen to provide breast milk to Eliza as her wet nurse.
This was Caroline Mystea Della Curtant, the daughter of a viscount, who died in this incident and was both Eliza’s lady-in-waiting and milk sister.
Since they had grown up together as friends, Eliza must have been distraught upon learning of Caroline’s death.
They grew up healthy and without hardship.
Then, a turning point came for Eliza.
At the age of fifteen, upon reaching adulthood, Eliza made her debut in the social circles of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom, the leading nation.
This is where her story overlaps with what Liliana had previously told me.
There, she encountered her formidable rivals, she explained calmly.
These were Ly, with her captivating beauty that could overthrow kingdoms, and Liliana.
In contrast, Eliza, though also a beautiful girl, was neglected as a princess of a small country.
Before the rise and invasion of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, the Wahl Imperial Kingdom was the leader of the western nations, ruling over many countries.
In the social circles where royalty and nobility from such a great power, as well as dignitaries from allied nations, gathered like stars, a princess from a small country was nothing more than dust dancing in the wind.
Meanwhile, Ly and Liliana were the flowers of society, praised with such appellations as “The Beautiful Princesses of Ice and Flame” and “The Melancholy Princess of the Blue Moon.”
Was she crushed by the difference in status?
However, the strong-willed Eliza, rather than meekly obeying them, harbored a desire for revenge and devised a plan of rebellion.
I once again examined Eliza’s appearance.
Her light golden hair was smooth and straight, reaching to her waist.
Currently, it was braided and hung down her back.
Her face was refined, undeniably falling within the category of a beautiful girl.
Her eyes were a deep green and beautiful, but the typical upturned corners of her eyes hinted at a strong personality.
She seemed to be speaking now, restraining her emotions.
And although her figure was slender, observing the swell of her chest through her negligee, it was surprisingly large.
Perhaps her cold reception in Wahl’s social circles was due to her having encountered the wrong opponents.
Ly was, after all, a genuine imperial princess from the main lineage.
Also, the Yangas Kingdom was a major power among the allied nations. It was understandable that Liliana’s reception in society would differ from Eliza’s.
In other words, it was easy to infer that she could not gain an advantage in terms of appearance or birth.
In such circumstances, Eliza, with her competitive nature, formed her own faction.
This was her salon, “The Noble Roses.”
Her faction attracted noblewomen with similar temperaments who responded to Eliza’s call.
As the leader of the faction, Eliza intensified her hostile actions against Ly and Liliana.
Of course, with the backing and impulsive actions of the allied noblewomen, they carried out pranks that were on the verge of assault, calling it a holy war.
I could sense the anger radiating from Ly and Liliana from behind.
Ly and Tirna seemed to have joined us at some point.
Perhaps, under their masks, veins were visibly pulsing on their temples.
Despite these events, as a certain prime minister once said, “Politics is numbers, numbers are power, and power is money,” Eliza was enjoying the spring of her life, embodying that principle.
Naturally, their activities, like those of an “evil secret society” that ignored economic activity, likely did not result in profit, but Eliza was at the peak of her “villainess princess” endeavors.
However, suddenly, the Espana Imperial Kingdom invaded, and fate took another turn.
The Wahl Imperial Kingdom was destroyed, its royalty was executed, and the Yangas Kingdom, which had been attacked before that, met a similar fate.
Thus, Ly and Liliana perished, and Eliza’s formidable rivals disappeared.
Meanwhile, the Ultbahn Kingdom, having switched its allegiance to the Espana Imperial Kingdom at the opportune moment, seemed secure in its status as a kingdom.
On the other hand, her faction, “The Noble Roses,” had effectively collapsed, as the ancestral homes of most of its noblewomen had perished with the Wahl Imperial Kingdom, leading to their execution or enslavement.
However, among the surviving influential members, there were several who were genuine “villainesses.”
For example, Viscountess Liscania Ilyaen Della Tadamund, the daughter of a ducal house of a small country, was declared a “villainess” by the Crown Prince at her alma mater’s graduation party and met her end on the guillotine.
Another example, Viscountess Chochorine Chupas Della Yunis, the daughter of a marquis of another small country, was also identified as a “villainess” by her fiancé, the Crown Prince, and was expelled after her noble status was revoked.
She was then brutally devoured by wild beasts.
Amidst such developments, noblewomen who had participated in “The Noble Roses” became suspected of being “villainesses,” and their leader, Eliza, was also identified not as a “villainess” but as a “villain princess.”
However, Eliza herself had no memory of her past life and wept, claiming her innocence.
Naturally, Eliza’s strong-willed personality and her “villainess” disposition also contributed to this misfortune.
Eliza was then removed from the royal family and was en route to St. Freud Monastery.
She was not supposed to have any escorts, but her milk sister Caroline had accompanied her when the tragedy occurred.
This was the second time I had heard the name “St. Freud Monastery.”
The first time was the place where Mamiya Yarai Von Ranklira, who had been disowned by her parents, was supposed to be sent.
St. Freud Monastery, located in the rural town of Ribidoon in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom, was described as a euphemism for a prison.
After being sent there, Eliza was apparently to be confined to a special room within St. Freud Monastery and never be released until she died.
In other words, Eliza was considered “dead” in public life and was not permitted to bear children.
It was “the consequence of her own actions,” but her fate seemed pitiable.
Ly and Liliana seemed to look upon the pitiful Eliza with cold gazes.
Naturally, Tirna, who knew of past events, felt the same.
The intensity of their anger suggested that the pranks of that time had been quite malicious.
I revived Eliza from a humanitarian standpoint… but my head aches.
Thank you for reading.
Episode 53-2, “[Villain Princess] Suspicion Trial Opens,” is scheduled to be posted at 0:00 on March 3rd.
