**Flandor Ramia’s Perspective → Hal’s Perspective**
As Flandor Ramia, I, who inhabited the body of the third princess Francine Egmont Waiyar, and the fourth princess Lyushenne Silveria Waiyar, Francine’s half-sister, coincidentally met again. The moment we met, Francine within me trembled with joy.
I am not alone.
Moreover, the aura (Newma) Lyushenne emanated was different from before; she had transformed from freezing, harsh winter into a maiden in the full bloom of spring, filled with love.
The one who transformed my intellectually and calmly composed half-sister into this must have been the boy with the unremarkable appearance standing nearby.
That Lyushenne’s beloved other half was so ordinary… I could scarcely believe it.
As I — moping — pondered such pointless things, feelings of jealousy and rivalry towards Lyushenne began to sprout.
I, who was defiled and killed by those fiendish Espana Imperial Kingdom soldiers at that time…
Lyushenne not only survived the war but also acquired a lover.
At first glance, they claimed to be adventurers, colleagues, but I felt their circumstances were vastly different.
As I indulged in such trivial thoughts, the depths of my supposedly innocent uterus ached — *throb*.
I wanted to be happy too…
Shouldn’t there be a share of happiness for me as well?
I want to be made happy by that boy too.
As I thought this, my female genitalia began to get wet — *drip*.
These fluttery feelings were a first for me.
Could this be love!?
However, in reality, due to Lord Barberu’s hasty actions to dispose of the traitors, I was forced into a strategic retreat.
But it was precisely because of this situation that the spark of romantic love in my heart blazed fiercely.
Love burns all the more intensely the greater the obstacles!
I cannot suppress these feelings.
That night, in my bed, I ended up shamelessly masturbating.
I fondled my breasts and female genitalia, becoming disheveled.
While wryly smiling at the sticky love juice on my palm, deep down in my heart, I longed to find peace embraced by a man who would protect me.
At the same time, I wished to wash away the memories of the Espana Imperial Kingdom soldiers’ atrocities and be forgotten.
The memories of Francine I had absorbed were pleading with me!
I wanted to offer my virginity!
Although my rational mind understood this unreasonable infatuation, I found myself being consumed by Francine’s emotions…
Afterwards, under the guise of gathering information, I left the adventurer party “Babel’s Gospel” and began investigating the adventurer party Lyushenne belonged to.
The name of the adventurer party in question was “Princess Harem,” a remarkably impious title.
Was this “Princess” a naming choice because Princess Lyushenne belonged to it!?
And what was particularly noteworthy was that, aside from the party leader Hal Harem Von Raymond, it was a typical harem party composed entirely of girls.
I couldn’t understand my half-sister’s eagerness to join such an unsanitary adventurer party.
Furthermore, the party leader, this Hal something-or-other, was the young master of the Raymond Trading Company, a major slave trader.
In other words, “Princess Harem” was a harem party that Hal something-or-other, the dissolute son, had concocted on a whim.
Was Lyushenne being deceived!?
Although I was seized by such baseless anxiety, I wanted to believe that Lyushenne, who was so sensible, would not be deceived.
Therefore, I decided to risk danger and monitor “Princess Harem” with my own eyes.
The result was an unexpected truth.
Namely… high-level beautiful girls, other than Lyushenne, were gathered there.
And they too loved this Hal something-or-other.
However, there were exceptions. One girl, though her face was attractive, had an ugly, swollen belly due to excess fat, and she was acting with great confidence.
She was called “Pokko-lise.”
Even though that party boasted a terrifying swordsman capable of stopping Lord Babel’s full-powered slash, I, like a moth drawn to a bonfire, was also drawn to it.
I want to be loved by this Hal something-or-other.
I want to offer my virginity and become his companion.
— To harbor such inexplicable feelings…
With my emotions soaring, I resolved to sneak into Hal something-or-other’s chambers.
Furthermore, for some reason, they avoided entering the city of Karamiya and headed for a mansion in the nearby mountains.
This mansion was likely owned by Waiyar nobles.
As I, once a princess, had received an exceptional education, I understood the layout of a Waiyar-style mansion as if it were my own.
Under the cover of darkness, I slipped into the bed in the bedroom where Hal something-or-other was expected to sleep.
As the cunning Lamiae that I am, I am persistent.
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I, Hal Harem Von Raymond, was extremely tired. As usual, one incident after another had occurred.
Although I was trying to bypass the city of Karamiya to avoid trouble, trouble came to me…
Elise and Lyushenne’s associates, who were strongly against stopping in the city of Karamiya, had arrived.
Elise’s associates were Vicomtesse Freeza Loloa von Yagutska, and her daughter, Viscount’s Daughter Elena Rondo Roon Yagoutska, Elise’s elder sister and niece.
Moreover, they had captured Baroness Ephemela Carmin Von Gardes of the Espana nobility, Elise’s younger sister, in a near-death state at their hideout.
This meant that the three Portland Royal Family sisters were, for better or worse, still alive.
How tenacious they are… or rather, how well had they survived.
However, for Elise, her sisters seemed to be her natural enemies.
Still, I thought “Pokko-lise” was quite a fitting nickname…
It seemed that Freya and Shera, judging it a perfect opportunity while she was weakened, had greatly teased Elise, whose pride had been torn to shreds.
“Pokko-lise, Pokko-lise, Ponponpon♪”
““Pokko-lise, Pokko-lise, Ponponpon♪””
“Pokko-lise doll has an outie belly button!”
““Pokko-lise doll has an outie belly button!””
“Ponponpon♪ Ponponpon♪ … It’s Ponpoko-lise, nanodesu~♪♪”
Freya, a talented singer, was putting on a comical performance, drumming on her belly and livening up the atmosphere, albeit with a waste of her talent.
And behind them, Elena was also swaying to the rhythm, looking cheerful.
“‘Ponpoko-lise Obasan-sama’ also… the derelict quality is accurate and hard to resist, isn’t it?”
“Guh, guh, guh.”
Elise, who would normally fight back, was desperately enduring, perhaps intimidated by Freeza’s gaze.
However, she began to counterattack from an unexpected direction.
“Elder Sister Freeza. If there were any surviving descendants of the Sazania Royal Family who brought ruin to our homeland, what would you do?”
“It is said that the Kingdom of Sazania was also destroyed by Espana… If there were any surviving royalty, I would make them regret being born.”
“Specifically!?”
“With the spear of ice I created with my freezing magic, I will skewer them and, while they are still alive, slowly transform them into ice sculptures.”
“As expected of Elder Sister Freeza~♪ Shera, don’t you think so too?”
“Eh? Elise is amazing, smart, and generous (big-hearted).”
“Shera, the third fox tail is for Elder Sister Freeza—”
“I just misspoke. P-please help me… nanodesu.”
“And Freya.”
“What is it, Elise!?”
“I believe I have a favor I’m owed for educating the ‘Downtown Princess,’ don’t I…? Shall I collect it now!?”
“Th-that was just usual communication, wasn’t it? Ho ho ho ho ho~”
“Besides, Freya, you reserved a fox tail, didn’t you?”
“Yes, one of them is mine.”
“N-nooooo~ The precious fox tails are mine, nanodesu.”
To briefly go back in time, in that chaotic state, I was guided to a mansion resembling a secret base built on the outskirts of the city of Karamiya. Immediately, I decided to cast “Healing Magic” on the near-death Ephemela.
The bed where Ephemela lay was in a room underground.
And as Freeza had declared, Elise discovered a bed for herself next to the bed where Ephemela lay, and she let out a strained laugh.
How could I tell it was for Elise? Because a “Pokkori doll” resembling Elise was placed on it.
Furthermore, her swollen abdomen was exposed, and an outie belly button was prominently situated in the center.
By the way, the real Elise does not have an outie belly button, so a subtle malice seemed to emanate from it.
Freya, who had improvised a song about the outie belly button of the “Pokkori doll,” was truly remarkable.
This is a flashback, so the memory is a bit out of order.
“Now, please watch my ‘Healing Magic’.”
First, I removed the futon to examine Ephemela’s condition.
She was dressed in a simple pajama, but her abdomen was unusually sunken, and blood was seeping from it with a *squelch*.
Some kind of first aid had been administered, but a hole in the abdomen should have been a fatal wound.
To directly examine the wound, I unbuttoned the pajama one by one.
Then, a magnificently swollen pair of large breasts appeared.
The areolas were a pale pink, and they seemed larger than Elise’s large breasts.
Her face was pale due to blood loss, but her features were refined, and her beautiful, straight, silver hair was magnificent.
In fact, she seemed more regal than Elise…
Then, as I untied the blood-soaked bandages around her abdomen, a hole was indeed visible, and a wad of blood-soaked cotton was stuffed into it.
However, with such first aid, she would soon die.
By the way, was this wound a case of lost body part!?
My “Healing Magic” did not cover lost body parts.
In response to that question, Freeza explained that the abdominal tissue had not been lost but was pushed apart by the ice spear that had been thrust into it.
I removed the bothersome cotton and, straightening myself, infused my holy aura and cast advanced “Healing Magic,” feeling a sufficient response.
The large wound, enveloped in holy light, gradually shrank and finally disappeared.
As a result, the hole in her abdomen returned to normal, and vitality returned to her pale face.
Simultaneously, her faint heartbeat normalized, and her eyes, closed in agony, slowly opened.
Her eyes were a beautiful ice-blue color.
However, she seemed to be in a daze.
“Hohou! You can boast all you want. The fatal wound has been healed!!”
Freeza exclaimed in admiration as she watched my “Healing Magic,” and beside her, Elise was puffing out her chest.
And behind Elise, Freya and Shera, having inhaled deeply to swell their abdomens, were imitating Elise.
…Or so I thought, but next to them was Elena, also imitating them.
Children tend to imitate the bad habits of adults very well.
“Elder Sister Ephemela, how are you feeling!?”
“Am I… dead!? The ‘Pukkurise’ I heard died of sudden illness after being expelled from Portland is standing by my pillow…”
“Elder Sister, you are saved! Be strong! Your abdominal wound is healed, isn’t it!? And I am alive too…”
“…! I… I am saved!!”
“Ephemela, you are indeed lucky.”
“Elder Sister Freeza is laughing!? What is happening?”
“As for that explanation, from me—”
Alicia explained the situation to Baroness Ephemela Carmin Von Gardes, the perplexed Espana noble, and informed her that there was no need for her and her sisters to fight.
Ephemela, initially surprised, seemed to understand after the explanation.
However, because she had lost so much blood, she would need to recuperate at the mansion for the time being.
Although the wound itself was healed, the lost blood would not recover immediately.
That said, she was expected to be almost fully recovered the next day, but it was a precautionary measure.
Freeza and Ephemela, who had been fighting for their lives for a time, reconciled as there was no longer a reason to fight, but they both ended up condemning Elise’s swollen belly.
In the end, Elise had more enemies.
On the other hand, Lyushenne’s associate was the former Viscount Marquis Botox, who had fallen victim to his bad habits.
What an obsession with butts…
Liliana, who had thought she had escaped, also became a victim.
Furthermore, Countess Glenda Shanti Von Iglewaas, daughter of Count Hans Ignot Von Iglewaas, the Espana noble acting as governor of Karamiya, who had requested a duel for free love, this time became prey to a sex spirit (ero-oyaji)…
Moreover, she was also a victim of the “Bes-chan” haircut.
On top of that, there were the former Vampire sisters Lara_Berze, Lili_Berze, and Lulu_Berze, Waiyar Knight Garbador Yoitz Dela Noonheim, and Nestella Yaggard.
And I was tired of persuading the six individuals—Eliza Licana Ultbern, the former princess who had retired from “Princess Harem,” to seek refuge under the former Viscount Marquis Asunas Robert von Botox.
As a result, Astarotte, the former succubus, also remained.
This was because, after encountering the main enemies, the Barbels, there was no longer a need to obtain information from Astarotte.
In the end, seven people remained, but the two Waiyar knights were the ones who opposed it the most.
Lyushenne was the one who persuaded the two, but just listening to it from the side made me feel exhausted.
Thank you for reading.
Episode 54-9: The Wise Serpent Sneaks in Through the Back Door ③ △
was scheduled for pre-publication at 0:00 on March 27th.
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We have simultaneously released “Himé Ningyou ~Chikaku, Chōkaku, Kyūkaku, Mikaku no Shi Kan o Fūkazeare, Aruji ni Junketsu to Inochi o Sasageru Mono~” (https://novel18.syosetu.com/n9929gv/), which depicts the archaic customs of Hinomoto. Please read it if you have the chance.
