The Young Master of the Slave Trader – I Aim at Princess Harem – – Chapter 639

1. The Departure of the Hero Party and the Lingering Scent of a Young Widow
I, Hal Harem Von Raymond, watched as the Hero Party, who were rushing to confront the Demon Lord Army, departed. Of course, the Party Members of “Princess Harem,” who had interrupted their breakfast, were all present, their usual masks removed. This was because they had been having breakfast with the Hero Party until an urgent messenger arrived on horseback from the “Human-Demi-Human Allied Forces.”

“I never imagined that I would be involved in the behind-the-scenes of my past life as Lester the Cleric’s dark history…” Lester the Cleric, being so earnest, hadn’t slept at all and had dark circles under his eyes. Seeing Lester the Cleric’s haggard appearance after being subjected to the raw cries and moans of the female members all night long caused me pain.

To be more specific, I intend to take to my grave the fact that I engaged in a dizzying display of debauchery with the beautiful trio of the Hero Party—Edelgard Tinde Tintar, Hermit Mishly Yasunas, and Frogis Yunker Sauzen—who enjoyed an orgy with me, and Dietlinde, who intruded midway. This, along with Lester the Cleric becoming aroused and masturbating to completion because the chimney acted as a sound pipe, transmitting their panting cries vividly, is a secret to be kept until death.

On the other hand, I briefly thought that I had no dark history myself, but Ain and Zwei, who were waving goodbye with me, were in the guise of “Harem-chan,” a form I was forced into cross-dressing. Since everyone else seems to have forgotten, I might as well pretend it never happened. Moreover, Dry and Fear have also begun to take human form, so I hope this dark history will be buried.

Still, the three female members of the Hero Party looked rosy-cheeked, their skin lustrous and full of vitality. As for me, I am utterly exhausted from having my semen squeezed out. While each of the girls is cute and I love them, it’s the same with the Party Members of “Princess Harem” that these carnivorous women know no restraint. Dietlinde, who joined midway, was no different.

Incidentally, the messenger’s announcement was, “Mayougan, an Arch-Demon Magician of the Demon Lord Army, is wreaking havoc with his subordinates at the front line; please deal with him.” The appearance of one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Lord Army is a serious matter. The Hero Party recently defeated Beberon, the Chief of Staff of the Demon Lord Army and Commander of the Southern Nations Expeditionary Force. Mayougan, who is of equal rank, must have been sent as a retaliatory strike.

Meanwhile, Hero Albert Sandia seemed reluctant to leave. In the fierce battle with Beberon, the Hero Party lost two members: Goza Rapsun, a front-line Battle Hammer user, and Janus Mahan, also a front-line Spear user. For their replacement, they had chosen Mai.

Mai had skillfully assassinated “Yaira of the Meat Buns,” and thus caught Hero-dono’s eye. However, he had no intention of letting go of his precious Party Member. Shera, who had transformed into Shera-nee-san, seemed a bit tired after her grand struggle with Hero Albert Sandia, who apparently attempted to sneak into Mai’s bedroom to establish “faits accomplis.”

On the other hand, Johan Tozot, the Shield Warrior whose lover, Miss Mizette Ozman, had been brutally murdered and turned into sashimi, was beaming after skillfully defeating his nemesis, “Jange of the Sashimi.”

What was surprising was that Lester the Cleric’s appearance was full of what is called the charm of “burnished silver.” He was only known as an obstinate and rigid person, but depending on how he conducted himself, he should have been popular with women…

As he was a virgin, he probably didn’t realize his own appeal.

Furthermore, the Sex Spirit (Ero) Oyajin, Holy Spirit Serena, and Flame Spirit Kaa, who had joined the fray or launched an attack at Dietlinde’s instruction, seemed quite pleased. The Sex Spirit (Ero) Oyajin claims to love all breast sizes indiscriminately, from small to large. As for Flame Spirit Kaa, although she publicly declares a fondness for large breasts, I suspect she’s simply a breast enthusiast.

I felt a pang of loneliness as I watched the Hero Party depart in their carriage.

“They were like a storm, weren’t they? Is that the current Hero, Albert Sandia-sama, and the members of the Hero Party? Still, the female members certainly reflected the Hero-sama’s tastes. Unfortunately, I don’t think I could ever join the Hero Party, no matter how hard I tried,” Ly mumbled, coming to my side. She then glanced at her own large breasts and gave a wry smile. Ly was probably right. As for me, I never noticed this when I was Lester the Cleric. Then, Liliana, with a serious expression, approached me.

“Still, the current Hero-sama is fond of small breasts… Could this also be a trial bestowed by the gods?” Liliana, who was more of a hero enthusiast or researcher, sighed, following Ly’s words. Liliana also possessed large breasts, close to enormous, so she was ignored by the Hero-sama. Dietlinde then approached, looking satisfied.

“Hal-sama, you worked hard last night.”

“Last night was terrible because of you, Dietlinde.”

“Putting that aside, my sisters are fortunate. Their luck must have increased with Hal-sama’s ‘Lucky Penis’ baptism. They’ll surely be able to survive.”

“Y-yes.” It was difficult to argue with Dietlinde, who was worried about her half-sisters. Was it worth being squeezed dry?

“By the way, Dietlinde, you seem happy too.”

“Yes. My sister, who was a ‘Small Breast Fundamentalist,’ agreed to have her children be High Elves after I patiently explained the merits of large breasts and the superiority of ‘High Elves.’ My own children alone wouldn’t increase their numbers quickly.”

Come to think of it, Dietlinde and Edelgard were talking about something in the bath; was this what they were discussing? A little further away, Elise, who had large breasts, was being teased by Freya and Shera as usual.

“Elise, you managed to keep the secret of your ‘small protruding belly.’ The waist nippers we provided were helpful, weren’t they? You should be grateful. We accept payment in gold coins or jewels~♪”

“Nanona na~no♪”

“I don’t quite understand this development… I was certainly lucky. But I’m not afraid of the Hero-sama or my elder sisters. After all, I had the most talent for magic among the sisters…” Elise felt relieved that she had tightened her waist to deal with her elder sisters, but she seemed fed up with Freya and Shera teasing her. She boastfully claimed to have the most magical talent among the sisters, but it was common knowledge that she feared her elder sister, Freeza-sama, also known as Vicomtesse Yagutska.

Also, like Ly and Liliana, Elise didn’t seem to have any romantic feelings for the Hero-sama, so perhaps she was just relieved that her reputation was maintained. Or perhaps she feared that the rumors about her “small protruding belly” would reach her elder sisters through the Hero-sama.

What struck me then was that the Portland Royal Family was more cunning than I had imagined. That is, due to the threat of the neighboring Sazania Kingdom vying for hegemony, they married off their eldest and second daughters to noble families in the two most prosperous powers of the Western Nations, the Wahl Imperial Kingdom and the Espana Imperial Kingdom, rather than to countries in the Southern Nations.

Freza Lolonoa Von Yagutska, the eldest of the three sisters and known as Vicomtesse Yagutska, a Waiyar noble, is 23 years old and in the prime of her life. Although she bore her beloved daughter, Elena Rondo Roon Yagutska, with Viscount Yagutska, Viscount Yagutska died valiantly fighting against the invasion of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, overwhelmed by superior numbers.

In front of Elena, a lovely young girl with slightly wavy silver hair and emerald green eyes, she played the role of a chaste widow. However, her body must have ached. Might she too have indulged in masturbation alone on nights when she longed for human warmth?!

Her nude body, which I saw in the bathhouse, was as beautiful as a mother of one child. Her straight silver hair was tied up, but the mature allure emanating from her nape was something the Party Members of “Princess Harem,” who were all unmarried, could not achieve. It must be the allure of a woman who has borne children.

Her large breasts, befitting the First Princess of the Portland Royal Family, are also a sight to behold. Her firm and fresh large breasts, combined with her voluptuous figure, were her charm. Moreover, her sharp features and her mastery of ice magic evoked the image of a solitary, unattainable flower, reminiscent of Schlienne when I first met her.

Her daughter Elena will surely grow into a beautiful girl soon.

Meanwhile, the second daughter, Efemera Carmine Von Gardes, Baroness Gardes, who was less prominent, is 21 years old. However, she had only recently returned from the brink of death, having had a large hole opened in her abdomen, so perhaps she was being cautious about various things. Baroness Gardes, whom I saw in the bathhouse, was also a beautiful woman with large breasts. However, in her case, her husband, Baron Gardes, is alive and well in the Espana Imperial Kingdom.

This means that while it is highly possible that we will be able to meet Vicomtesse Yagutska and her daughter Elena again when we return from our business in the Old Imperial Capital Ashurai and visit His Excellency Former Viscount Marquis Bottox, it is highly probable that Baroness Gardes will have returned to the Espana Imperial Kingdom and be absent.

Although there is a slight concern from Elise’s younger sister’s perspective, it is a feast for the eyes, and I anticipate an unexpected romantic escapade. If it were to happen, Vicomtesse Yagutska and Elise would become “sister-in-law sisters” despite being biological sisters. It’s a fantasy that is unlikely to happen in reality, but if the “Lucky Penis” constitution, like Edelgard’s, is revealed, I feel that Vicomtesse Yagutska might invite me.

I got a little carried away with my imagination.

Even though we had just parted, Vicomtesse Yagutska’s appearance vividly returned to my mind. She was that impressive a woman. While I was lost in my fantasies, Shera was recounting the events of last night.

“—But still, challenging the Hero-sama to a strength contest was tough… nano.”

Although Shera had wagged her fox tail energetically when teasing Elise, it seemed that challenging the Hero-sama who tried to sneak into Mai’s room was difficult. Her boastful fox tail was drooping. In contrast, Mai herself looked bewildered. On the other side, Edele and Swan Hilda were whispering to each other.

“She returned safely. Still, it’s surprising to meet the person who was trying to kill you (Edelgard).”

“That’s right. Ede-nee was just about to throw a chakram, wasn’t she?”

There, Edele and Swan Hilda, who had been holding their breath the entire time, breathed a sigh of relief. Then, a feeling of déjà vu flashed through my mind for a moment. Aria, who overheard their secret conversation, tilted her head.

This was the impossible scene of Fourth Princess Highness Edelgard Tinde Tintar’s severed head being sent flying by a chakram. I probably remembered what they heard when Swan Hilda brought Edele.

Kirika, a fellow small-breasted companion who came next to Mai, was stamping her feet, lamenting that she had missed the chance for a “golden marriage,” and Ain and Zwei were trying to calm her down. By the way, looking at Zwei’s chest, Dry and Fear seemed to be attached as breast pads. Still, the summoned beasts controlled by Kirika, who initially appeared in response to her summons, are increasingly acting in concert with us. It’s a bit of a mystery, but perhaps responding to summons is burdensome, or maybe they think it’s advantageous to be nearby?!

“Hal… Papa… Shama!?”

As I was thinking such trivial things, Fear’s voice echoed directly in my mind. At the same time, Zwei’s left breast shook unnaturally, and she frantically covered both her breasts with her arms. If Dry and Fear were to transform from breast pads into “naked little girls” here and now, it would be a catastrophe beyond description, or rather, a comedic disaster.

Meanwhile, Sharon, who was next to Mai, maintained an indifferent attitude. Perhaps it was because the Hero Party was the group that had annihilated the “Assassin’s Guild,” and she was being cautious.

“Shall we depart as well? We need to head to the Old Imperial Capital Ashurai as soon as possible.”

For a moment, I thought of Miss Glenda Shanti Von Iglewaas, the unconventional daughter of Count Hans Ignot Von Iglewaas, the provisional governor of the city of Kalamiya. However, since I had managed to reunite with Alicia and converse with her, I decided to consider that matter resolved. Besides, I felt it would be like stirring up trouble to go there now.

“Hal, Glenda, whom we parted with at the castle gate, said she wanted to see you again when we were leaving.”

Just as I was about to leave the city of Kalamiya in haste, Alicia preempted me. I wanted to ignore it and continue my journey, but that wasn’t going to happen.

“So, I really have to meet her again…”

“It seems she had something she absolutely wanted to consult us about. She looked quite serious.”

“I see…” Given what Alicia told me, I couldn’t refuse. Would I get caught up in trouble in the city of Kalamiya as well?! I had a bad feeling—a strong, palpable one! Is this what they call “a flag has been raised”?!

Still, what could Glenda’s serious problem be?!

Whether by chance or not, she should have consulted me when we met again… Well, at that time, she was about to lose her breasts after losing a match against Imperial Princess Triaark Redeo Wahl’s “Living Doll,” so perhaps she didn’t have the time.

2. The Arrival of New Companions and the “Ball-less Hal Raymond” Incident ①
As I watched the carriage carrying the Hero Party depart, I felt relieved in two respects.

My first concern was whether any of the Party Members would fall for the current divinely appointed Hero, Albert Sandia. I particularly thought Liliana, who deeply cherished past Heroes, was in danger. However, due to his peculiar fetish for “small breasts,” Albert Sandia, despite being surrounded by beautiful girls, was uninterested in Liliana, whose large breasts were slightly less prominent than the typical large breasts of a Wahl Princess.

On the other hand, Mai, who was the chosen one for her “small breasts,” was saved thanks to Shera’s efforts. Meanwhile, Freya, who also happened to have small breasts, seemed uninterested in the Hero, while Kirika, who shared the trait of small breasts, was stamping her feet, regretting not speaking up, but it was too late. They probably never imagined that the Hero-sama would be fond of “small breasts.”

My second concern was the possibility of me encountering Lester the Cleric, my past self. In previous considerations, I had feared negative consequences akin to meeting a doppelgänger, but in the end, nothing happened. Perhaps, as long as Lester the Cleric doesn’t have the opportunity to see through my true identity, there’s no problem?! I don’t have the courage to test this. If possible, I never want to meet him again.

Then, as a bonus, or rather, like “the fish that got away is bigger”… I’m starting to wonder about Freza Lolonoa Von Yagutska, who was known as Vicomtesse Yagutska, as of now. She had the appearance of a strong-willed beauty, and her appearance was to my liking. However, she was Edelgard’s elder sister whom Edelgard feared, and she was also a mother, so I deliberately avoided deepening our relationship, but it seems that after embracing the female members of the Hero Party, my restraint has broken.

In particular, Edelgard, who is an Elf royal and was my comrade-in-arms in my past life, was an unattainable flower for Lester the Cleric, but last night, thanks to the arrangements of her half-sister Dietlinde, I was able to embrace her easily.

Returning to the point, Vicomtesse Yagutska, who is a mother and a widow who lost her beloved husband, must have been burdened by her ripe body. Having a sexual relationship with a mother is considered immoral and a depraved relationship by society. However, Vicomtesse Yagutska, in the prime of her life, must be struggling to suppress her sexual desires.

My thoughts then drifted to Elise with her “small protruding belly.”

Although Elise is often teased by Freya and Shera, in reality, she is called to the bedroom very infrequently among the Party Members. This is due to Elise’s special condition; when embraced, she develops bestial tendencies and rapes due to magical intoxication. Elise is the rightful successor to one of the ancient Heroes, Ensherry Portra, known as the “Staff Hero.”

Therefore, Elise has a hidden title called “Sealed Shrine Princess.” However, maintaining the barrier that separates the Demon Realm and the Human Realm requires an enormous amount of magic. For this reason, Elise has magic reservoirs in her breast area and lower abdomen, which contribute to her large breasts and “small protruding belly.”

The princesses of the Portland Royal Family all have large breasts, but in a sense, they might be deceptive traits to conceal their magic reservoirs. Elise is magically connected to the barrier as the “Sealed Shrine Princess.” This is because when the magic power required to maintain the barrier is insufficient, she must offer herself.

Elise is a rare great mage who can use not only the four elemental magics but also forbidden spells, making her an indispensable asset in the fight against demons. I foresee that the decisive battle with the demons is approaching and have instructed her to conserve her magic. However, at the same time, it is nearing the time when she must imbue the barrier with magic.

In that case, Elise will expend all her magic power.

As a result, Elise will temporarily become an ordinary person unable to use magic. Simultaneously, her magic reservoirs will become empty, eliminating the risk of her raping people when embraced and causing her “small protruding belly” to flatten, making her a perfect beautiful girl. The majority of “small protruding bellies” are caused by overeating and snacking on sweets, but Elise seems to possess a cheat ability to convert subcutaneous fat into magic during magic discharge. In conclusion, Elise with her slender waist is a rare sight.

That time is fast approaching, and I am looking forward to having sexual intercourse with Elise.

In any case, we should consider the encounter with the Hero Party, or rather, the encounter, to have ended without incident.

At that moment, I noticed two horses running towards us from the direction the carriage carrying the Hero Party had departed. The leading horse was a graceful white horse that stood out from its surroundings. The trailing horse was a nondescript chestnut, but the escort knight riding it was incredibly dashing. Incidentally, both riders were women. Still, I have a sense of déjà vu about this scene…

The woman riding the white horse at the forefront gallops gracefully, her fair blonde hair fluttering in the wind, but what is noteworthy is that she is clad in the holy vestments of a Saintess of the Asgard Holy Church. The woman on the subsequent chestnut horse has her long red hair tied in a ponytail and is clad in the light armor of the Holy Knights.

They appear to be a Saintess belonging to the Asgard Holy Church and her escort knight.

However, the horses they were riding stopped in front of us. And the Saintess who dismounted then stepped forward to where Mai was standing behind us and began to bow.

“I am honored to meet you, Saintess Mai, the ‘True Saint.’ My name is Seira Hyperion. As you can see, I belong to the Asgard Holy Church, and the one standing behind me is Knight Mariabel Ishante Hasshatitia of the Holy Knights. Please make our acquaintance.”

“Huh!?”

Mai could not hide her bewilderment at the formal address from Saintess Seira. Come to think of it, I remembered the goddesses saying something similar when they descended using the bodies of Ain and Zwei as their vessels.

“Last time, we were deceived by the sinister plot of ‘Ball-less Hal Raymond,’ but this time, guided by the light goddess Lucialurei, we have been granted an audience, and we are filled with emotion. Therefore, please take us as your subordinates.”

“…Um…?”

The Saintess, who asked Mai to take her as a subordinate, reminded me of who she was. She called herself Seira Hyperion. In other words, she is the adopted daughter of Cardinal Carot Huberion and a Saintess known as the “Saintess of the Dream Hall.” And I had met her before; I had saved her from an attack by a Treant, but at that time, for various reasons, I had evaded the matter of Mai.

It seems she understands the situation through a prophecy from Lucialurei, but why does she disparage me as “Ball-less Hal Raymond”?! Did something happen between us?? In any case, “Ball-less”… there is malice in that word.

“Saintess Mai, I offer my sword to you, the ‘True Saint.'”

This time, the escort knight offered a sword to Mai. If I remember correctly, her name was… Seira Hyperion introduced her as Mariabel Ishante Hasshatitia. Bearing the surname Hasshatitia… does that mean she is a survivor of the royal family of the former Hasshatitia Kingdom, which was in the Western Nations? In other words, Mariabel was a “Princess Knight.”

If my memory serves me correctly, the Hasshatitia Kingdom was a small country belonging to the Western Nations, located more towards the Northern Nations. It was subjugated by demons early on due to the invasion of the Demon Lord Army and was annexed into the demon territory.

Despite such adversity, Mariabel stands resolutely as a Temple Knight, her eyes filled with a strong light.

In contrast, there is a world of difference from a certain Princess Knight who is still a member of “Princess Harem.” Where is that guy, Sophie Anne=Marie Yuma Yver, now? According to the plan, she should have transformed into a gentle princess. Although her appearance has changed, her inner substance is still the same, so there’s little to expect. Reluctantly, I will have to remember to retrieve her on the way back.

I was more concerned about Miss Ilisha Ilizia von Clafuhride than Sophie. My thoughts might have been influenced by the keyword “Princess Knight.” And we could only stare blankly at this series of sudden events.

At this point, the first to move was Vice-Captain Elise. She was surprisingly brave, or rather, thick-skinned, and approached Saintess Seira with what seemed like an evil aura or a dark smile.

“Saintess Seira-sama, Mai is a Party Member of ‘Princess Harem.’ Does that mean that becoming Mai’s subordinate automatically means joining ‘Princess Harem’?”

“What does that have to do with anything!?”

Saintess Seira tilted her head at Elise’s nonsensical explanation.

“In other words, Seira-sama and Mariabel-sama will need to undergo a ‘body check’ as part of joining ‘Princess Harem’~♪”

Elise’s aim, it seemed, was to give the long-awaited applicants a “body check.” She was probably planning another wild night in the bathhouse after the “body check.” Incidentally, Elise’s stated reason was that becoming naked would allow them to become comrades who could speak openly.

Several Party Members were already appraising the physiques of Saintess Seira and Knight Mariabel through their clothing. Truly, “Princess Harem” deserves to be called a devil’s den… or is it?! I was stunned.

“Who might you be?”

“Oh, pardon me. I am Elise Lisha Umb Portland, the Vice-Captain of ‘Princess Harem.’ Saintess Seira-sama and Knight Mariabel-sama, please make my acquaintance from now on.”

“Elise-sama, while I appreciate your kind offer, we are individuals who serve Saintess Mai personally. We have no intention of joining ‘Princess Harem.’ Furthermore, I sense a certain sinister aura from you, Elise-sama, so ‘a wise man stays away from danger.'”

It seems Elise’s scheme was seen through because she is too faithful to her desires. The poor Elise was on the verge of tears, a victim of her own actions.

At that moment, Knight Mariabel, who had been standing behind Saintess Seira, spoke.

“Elise-sama, your surname Portland… Does that mean you are related to the Portland Kingdom that existed in the Southern Nations until a few years ago?”

At Knight Mariabel’s remark, Elise’s face lit up as if a fish had found water.

“Yes, I was the Third Princess and Crown Prince of the Portland Kingdom. By the way, Lady Mariabel, your surname Hasshatitia means you are related to the former Hasshatitia Kingdom that existed in the Western Nations?”

This Elise guy is surprisingly knowledgeable about the affairs of various royal families. Even with her bulging belly, she’s still a ‘rotten bream,’ so to speak?! Currently, fearing her elder sisters, she wears a waist nipper and possesses the slender waist of a noble lady. Her face is dignified, and at first glance, she appears as a cool beauty. If one didn’t know Elise’s true nature, they would be completely deceived.

Incidentally, the surrounding Party Members are also keenly interested in Elise’s skills. Particularly Freya and Shera seem eager to meddle.

“Yes, I was the Third Princess of the former Hasshatitia Kingdom. Just like Elise-sama. However, in my case, I joined the Holy Knights to test my own ‘martial prowess,’ but later, my homeland was unfortunately destroyed by an attack from the Demon Lord Army. By the way, was it the Sazania Kingdom, the hegemonic power of the Southern Nations, that destroyed the Kingdom of Portland?”

“You know quite well. As you said, it was the Sazania Kingdom that attacked, causing my homeland to suffer ruin. If there were any surviving royals of the Sazania Kingdom, I would tear them limb from limb…”

Then Elise turned to Shera with dark eyes, as if consumed by a desire for revenge.

“Hieee~~~ nano. Begone, evil spirits! As a clever fox-beastkin, it has nothing to do with me!! That’s Elise’s false accusation, nano. Don’t cast curses, nano. Hal-sama, h-help me~~~ nano, nano.”

Elise watched with amusement as Shera started dancing strangely in her suspicious behavior. Of course, Knight Mariabel seemed unable to understand the exchange between Elise and Shera.

3. The Arrival of New Companions and the “Ball-less Hal Raymond” Incident ②
“Hey Shera. Doesn’t it say, ‘Humans leave their names behind when they die, while tanuki and foxes leave their tails when they are hunted’? What kind of fox tail will you leave behind, Shera!?”

“My fox tail is mine! I won’t give it to Elise or Freya!!”

“Too bad! ‘Shera’s Fox Tail’ is already listed as ‘on loan to Shera’ in my inventory list.”

“N-No waaaaay~~~ nano!!”

“What are you talking about, Shera? One tail is already mine, and another belongs to Freya. The last tail also, my niece Elena Rondo Roon Yagutska said she wants it.”

“Hal-sama, help me~~~ nano!!”

Leaving Saintess Seira Hyperion of the Asgard Holy Church and her escort knight Mariabel Ishante Hasshatitia, who had declared their allegiance to Mai, behind, Elise and Shera’s comedic banter began. At that moment, new Party Members stepped forward. And she was now wearing a mask modeled after a Valkyrie on her face.

“By the way, Lady Mariabel, are you not aiming for the restoration of the monarchy of a new Hasshatitia Kingdom?”

“Who are you!?”

“My name is Ly. I am also a Vice-Captain of ‘Princess Harem’.”

Since we had seen off the Hero Party while still in the middle of breakfast, we had revealed our faces. However, before we knew it, everyone except me, Mai, and Elise was wearing a mask modeled after a Valkyrie. Ly introduced herself, giving only her first name.

Incidentally, in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territories, the name “Ly” was popular, inspired by Fourth Princess Ly. Of course, the real Fourth Princess Ly exudes an indescribable majesty, but there probably aren’t many people paying that much attention, and it’s better to be safe than sorry.

In other words, Elise, who gave her full name, was careless. As for me, since Saintess Seira seemed to know me, it was probably too late. Still, what was the connection between me and Saintess Seira?! I have never been called by a derogatory moniker like “Ball-less Hal Raymond” in my life.

Ly responded cautiously, more so than usual. However, when she looked around, she saw many people gazing from a distance. This was the public thoroughfare in front of the inn. The people who happened to be there were watching with great interest in a state of public scrutiny.

However, the object of their interest seemed to be Saintess Seira, clad in holy vestments, rather than us. But even so, it doesn’t seem like a suitable place for a complicated discussion.

“Tirna, please rent the large room at the inn as a conference room.”

“Understood, Ly-sama.”

Ly immediately gave instructions to Tirna.

“Wait a minute~na. We were in the middle of breakfast. If the Saintess-samas haven’t eaten breakfast yet, won’t you eat with us? The seats are vacant since the Hero Party left.”

Swan Hilda objected here. It’s true that we had interrupted breakfast when the urgent messenger from the “Human-Demi-Human Allied Forces” arrived, and it remained unfinished.

“Saintess Seira-sama, and Knight Mariabel-sama, have you had breakfast yet? If not, let’s talk over breakfast.”

Ly followed Swan Hilda’s suggestion and asked again.

“We hurried here as we are, to meet Saintess Mai. Being offered breakfast is a most welcome proposal.”

Since Saintess Seira and her companion had also not yet had breakfast, they decided to move to the inn’s dining hall. Incidentally, the inn was chosen without a large bathhouse from the perspective of preventing Elise’s wicked schemes, so it was small and cozy, and we occupied the entire dining hall by ourselves.

The dining hall had a style of seating around a large table. As is usual, the Hero Party members were seated at the head of the table, but they had already departed, leaving the seats vacant. We, the Party Members of “Princess Harem,” were seated in groups of like-minded individuals.

Incidentally, the Hero Party was a six-person party consisting of Hero Albert Sandia, Shield Warrior Johan Tozot, Archer and Spirit Mage Edelgard Tinde Tintar, Sage and Healer Lester Adamon, Mace user Frogis Yunker Sauzen, and Mage Hermit Mishly Yasunas, so there was ample room at the seats.

Furthermore, we decided to cover the breakfast expenses. After all, Saintesses are beings to be respected, and in such situations, charity is natural. However, perhaps due to the probing, no one spoke during the meal.
The breakfast was finished without incident, and the empty dishes were cleared away. The room was then redecorated into an impromptu conference room.

“Now that breakfast is over, I’d like to begin our meeting. First, I’ll ask Saintess Seira to explain the situation.”

I kicked off the meeting and turned to Saintess Seira.

“Yes, I’ll be glad to. However… there isn’t much we can tell you. That’s because we are acting based on the oracle of Luciaurei, the Goddess of Light. The Goddess commanded me and Mariabel to serve Saintess Mai, and to inexplicably entrust ourselves to that ‘Ball-less Hal Raymond.’ While I welcome serving Saintess Mai as it aligns with the Goddess’s will, I am not at all convinced about the latter. I would prefer to refuse someone as weak-willed as you.”

“To call me ‘Ball-less Hal Raymond’ right off the bat is quite cruel. You were treated, healed, and sent home last time we met…”

“Is that so… In that case, I suppose I’ll have to reveal my embarrassing black history.”

Saintess Seira, her face flushed crimson, glared at me. I faltered under her intense gaze. Still, after my past life, Lester Adamon’s black history, it seems Saintess Seira also has a black history. And from her words, it seemed I was involved.

“Before my adoptive father found me, my name was Seira Riot. My biological father’s trading business went bankrupt due to a shipwreck, and to repay the debt, I was sold as a Level 2 slave to the Raymond Trading Company. During the valuation, I was made to undress completely. The boy observing at that time was ‘Ball-less Hal Raymond.’ He is a heartless, cold-blooded man who ignored my pleas for help, and a fool who fainted upon seeing my innocent naked body. His actions were truly befitting of the term “ball-less.””

“W-what! That beautiful girl who was enslaved back then was Saintess Seira!”

I was stunned by Saintess Seira’s confession. That incident was a “turning point” that triggered my recollection of past life memories, a major event that defined my life. On the other hand, I had believed that the beautiful girl who became a slave had met a tragic end.

“You saw the Saintess’s divine body. Normally, you would be condemned for such a grave sin. The fact that you have only stopped at calling her ‘Ball-less Hal Raymond’ is due to Saintess Seira’s compassion. Though it pains me, I must also respect the Saintess’s wishes.”

In contrast, Knight Mariabel, with a haughty demeanor, seemed to pardon my sin.

“Hal… is that true?!”

Alicia, blushing slightly, asked me. Thinking about it, Alicia was the second girl whose naked body I had seen. Alicia probably had feelings about Saintess Seira.

“It’s true. It was my first time visiting the Raymond Trading Company, and my first time seeing a girl’s naked body. I developed an intellectual fever from that incident… and gained the ability to use ‘Healing Magic.’ Still, it’s a wonder you survived. I thought you would have died long ago.”

Actually, my past life memories had returned, and as a result, I gained the ability to use ‘Healing Magic.’ However, I couldn’t explain that Lester Adamon, who had been with me until just before, was my past life. So, I only explained my awakening of ‘Healing Magic.’

“I see… If Hal confirms it, perhaps we can waive Saintess Seira’s ‘Body Check,’ can’t we?”

A serious Alicia suggested that Saintess Seira’s ‘Body Check’ could be waived.

“That won’t do. Hal passed out midway through undressing, so it’s invalid. I also felt embarrassed when I undressed. Even if the other party is a Saintess, she must undress!”

Swan Hilda, however, voiced an opposing opinion. Several other party members also agreed with Swan Hilda’s statement. The consensus of the ‘Princess Harem’ was “The ‘Body Check’ must be conducted!”

“We are to serve ‘Saintess Mai,’ but we are not joining the ‘Princess Harem,’ so a ‘Body Check’ is unnecessary.”

Saintess Seira, with a slightly strained expression, repeated her initial statement.

“Saintess Seira, and Knight Mariabel. This is just my opinion, but the benefits of joining the ‘Princess Harem’ are immeasurable. The initial embarrassment is something all party members have experienced. It will be especially valuable for Mariabel.”

Ly, on the other hand, was trying to recruit them into the ‘Princess Harem.’

“Then, conversely, I will ask you, what kind of benefits are there?”

“For Mariabel, it will be possible to restore the Hasthatitia Kingdom’s monarchy. Also, if you have physical relations with Hal, your luck will improve. After all, it is the ‘Lucky Penis’ recognized by the heavenly gods.”

“What an absurd and shameless statement!”

Saintess Seira dismissed the benefits Ly presented.

“Isn’t Saintess Seira too stubborn?! Is that why you don’t have a boyfriend… Ly is telling the truth…”

Swan Hilda looked at Saintess Seira with irritation and a hint of contempt for her cold attitude. Knight Mariabel was enraged by this.

“Y-you! To speak such rude words to the venerable Saintess is unforgivable. Accept my sword’s judgment!!”

Knight Mariabel, deeming Saintess Seira to be insulted, drew her sword. She then moved along the table to stand directly beside Swan Hilda. At first glance, it was an imminent crisis.

“Please retract your disrespectful words from earlier. I see you are also armed. I will straighten your twisted disposition, so come outside.”

“Are you going to challenge me to a sword fight?”

“No, it’s not a challenge. As a Temple Knight, I cannot possibly be outdone by a mere adventurer. I will defeat you unilaterally.”

“Is that so? Then, if I manage to take one point from you, I swear on the name of Swan Hilda that I will allow you to call yourself ‘Sword Saint’.”

“For a shallow, ignorant girl like you to claim to be ‘Sword Saint’… What kind of joke is this?”

Knight Mariabel scoffed at Swan Hilda’s attitude. Swan Hilda, on the other hand, remained calm and unperturbed, as if nothing had happened. Swan Hilda, with her shining blonde hair and cool blue eyes, appeared slender at first glance. An unnamable light flickered in her eyes, and a beauty mark below her left eye gave her a gentle impression. Her full chest added to her incongruous appearance. However, the solid, mass-produced longsword she wore at her waist seemed like an ill-fitting weapon.

Even if Swan Hilda mentioned being a perfect master of the “Sword Saint,” anyone who didn’t know her true identity would likely find it hard to believe. Knight Mariabel’s reaction was as expected.

“Hal… is this okay?!”

“It’s fine, Swan Hilda. However, since they seem destined to become our companions, don’t seriously injure them and crush their confidence.”

“I understand. Very well, I’ll show you my true form.”

The next moment, Swan Hilda was enveloped in a brilliant light. When the holy light subsided, Swan Hilda’s attire had changed from adventuring gear to the vestments of a Valkyrie.

“You wicked sorceress trying to deceive us! I’ll peel off your disguise!!”

Knight Mariabel, deeming Swan Hilda’s change of attire to be a form of forbidden magic, leveled her sword at Swan Hilda. Swan Hilda met the sharp tip with a calm face, reminiscent of a still lake. It was truly a dismissive attitude.

“Wait! Mariabel!!”

Saintess Seira stopped Knight Mariabel, who was about to attack Swan Hilda.

“A little service.”

Swan Hilda, on the other hand, summoned the “Divine Sword Swan Hilda” from thin air. Her appearance was that of a Valkyrie depicted in religious paintings. The party members chuckled wryly at Swan Hilda’s smug expression. At this point, Knight Mariabel turned pale and began to tremble.

Perhaps she had realized Swan Hilda’s true identity.

In contrast to Knight Mariabel’s frozen response, Saintess Seira knelt.

“Are you, Swan Hilda, a ‘Valkyrie,’ a messenger from the Divine Realm?”

“That is correct. Therefore, it is within my power to grant you the title of ‘Sword Saint.’ It would be better for you to join the ‘Princess Harem’.”

“Yes. As you command.”

And so, Saintess Seira and Knight Mariabel joined the ‘Princess Harem.’ However, since the inn they were staying at did not have a large public bath, the ‘Body Check’ was postponed to a later date.

Alicia, in her own way, had achieved her original intention.

4. The Onslaught of Self-Introductions Once More ①
Despite a slight misunderstanding, Saintess Seira and Temple Knight Mariabel decided to join the ‘Princess Harem.’

“Personally, I believe the ‘Princess Harem’ has gained prestige with the addition of a Saintess from the Asgard Holy Church. Aside from the internal workings, there are too many individuals who cannot be publicly revealed.”

Ultimately, it was the Valkyrie Swan Hilda’s “word of influence” that led Saintess Seira and Knight Mariabel to join the ‘Princess Harem.’ Incidentally, within the Asgard Holy Church, a “Valkyrie” is the only deity to appear before humans in the human realm, acting as an executor of the higher gods’ will and a object of worship.

With the appearance of such a “Valkyrie,” it was a natural progression to follow Swan Hilda’s words.

“Now then, Seira and Mariabel. Please give us brief self-introductions. By the way, regarding the ‘Body Check,’ we will conduct it at a later date to accommodate Elise’s request.”

As soon as the self-introductions began, several party members, led by Ly, covered their faces with masks resembling a Valkyrie. It was likely a trick to make their self-introductions more impressive.

“I… don’t want to undress…”

Seira blushed and looked embarrassed at my explanation. When she was undressed for appraisal at the Raymond Trading Company, she was young and likely still developing secondary sexual characteristics. Furthermore, her virginity seemed to be a factor. Normally, such an act towards a Saintess would be sacrilegious, but with the lower deity Swan Hilda’s backing, there was no issue.

“I also find undressing embarrassing…”

Mariabel, a valiant Temple Knight, also seemed embarrassed. However, in her case, since she was the third princess of the Hasthatitia Kingdom, she must have exposed her body to maids…

“Allow me to introduce myself again. I am Seira Hyperion. I am a Saintess belonging to the Asgard Holy Church, and I am called the ‘Saintess of the Dream Hall’ because I receive oracles from high-ranking deities in my dreams. I ask for your kind consideration.”

“I am Mariabel Ishante Hasshatitia, also belonging to the Asgard Holy Church and serving in the Holy Knight Order. I accompanied Saintess Seira as her guard, and I intend to work to the best of my ability. Incidentally, I was not interested in restoring my homeland’s monarchy… but I have now realized it is the divine will of the heavens to stand as Queen. I ask for your guidance and encouragement.”

Saintess Seira’s and Knight Mariabel’s self-introductions were brief.

“Now it’s our turn. My name is Elise Lisha Umb Portland, though I’ve already introduced myself. I am the third princess of the Portland Royal Family and was the Crown Prince. I also possess a hidden title, ‘Priestess of Sealing.’ Furthermore, I am a highly skilled mage myself. It is only natural that I serve as the Vice-Captain of the ‘Princess Harem’.”

“That’s quite a grandiose title, ‘Priestess of Sealing,’ but what exactly are you sealing?! Is it perhaps some kind of royal family’s hidden treasure?”

Seira’s question about Elise’s self-introduction was off the mark.

“What I am sealing is the passage between the human world and the demon realm. The demon realm is inhabited by demons, and if the barrier disappears, the fierce battle between the gods and demons that occurred in the Age of Gods will erupt once more.”

“Are you saying that Elise is preventing the recurrence of the battle in the Age of Gods?!”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“Elise’s explanation is not a lie. By the way, the keystone of the barrier is a colossal structure spanning the Southern Nations, Western Nations, and Northern Nations, and Elise’s existence is paramount.”

Swan Hilda gave her stamp of approval to Elise’s explanation, leaving Seira and Mariabel in stunned silence.

“Elise, you’ve managed to gloss over the biggest lie to our new companions.”

“Nono♪”

As Elise finished her self-introduction, Freya and Shera approached Elise from both sides to chime in.

“I-I won’t let you!”

Elise wrapped her arms around her slender waist in a defensive posture. She seemed to be wary of the ‘Waist Nipper White Thread Break’ that Freya and Shera had inflicted on her last time.

“Evil never prospers. Push the button.”

*Bashun, poyoon*

Freya, who had moved behind Elise, pressed a certain part of the waist nipper, causing it to self-destruct and her belly to protrude. Shera, it seemed, was responsible for distracting Elise.

“N-nooooooo~~”

“This hidden button I just pressed is the ‘Self-Destruct Button’ for emergency release of the waist nipper. It’s a case of ‘prepare for the worst.’ Also, a ‘Self-Destruct Button’ that connects to a ‘Self-Destruct Button’ sounds romantic, doesn’t it? It’s only honest that I didn’t equip it with explosive magic.”

“Zwei! You had this kind of thing prepared too…?”

“It was a request from Mother Freya…”

In response to my cry, Zwei made a strenuous explanation. Ain next to her just offered a wry smile.

“Elise’s nickname is ‘Pokkorise’♪”

“It will be revealed immediately if we go to the bathhouse… Also, ‘Pokkorise’ has a theme song and a finishing move. Everyone, please be quiet and pay attention to the singing coming from outside.”

Following Freya’s instructions, we listened. Children were singing the ‘Pokkorise Ondo’.

“Pokkorise, Pokkorise, pon pon pon♪”
“Pokkorise, Pokkorise, pon pon pon♪”
“Pokkorise dolls have protruding bellies!”
“Pokkorise dolls have protruding bellies!”
“Pon pon pon♪ Pon pon pon♪ … Ponpoko Rise, nano, nano~♪♪”

Although I already knew this information, it was true that the ‘Pokkorise Ondo’ was a huge hit in Karamiya.

“Also, the finishing move for ‘Pokkorise’ is called ‘Electric Massage’ in another world. It’s a vulgar technique that can even defeat a Demon King.”

Shera explained ‘Electric Massage’ with gestures. It seemed to be the same technique Freya and she had received in the bathhouse. Still, what was this ‘Electric’ thing?! I seriously doubted it could defeat a Demon King.

And so, with Shera and Freya delivering the final blow to Elise, Elise’s self-introduction concluded. Elise seemed furious about her shame being exposed, but there’s no doubt it eased the mood here through her noble sacrifice.

“Well then, now it’s my turn.”

Freya was next to introduce herself after Elise. Elise was a beautiful girl with shining silver hair and large breasts, while Freya was a slender beautiful girl with light golden hair and sky-blue eyes.

“My name is Freya Diva Banadis. I was also born in the Southern Nations, and I was the first princess and crown prince of the Kingdom of Vandis, which was destroyed by the invasion of the demonkin. incidentally, it was the Kingdom of Sazania that conquered my homeland through ‘misfortunes never come singly’ and ‘profiting from others’ misfortune.’ Saintess Seira and Knight Mariabel, I ask for your kind consideration.”

Freya’s greeting was fitting for a former royal.

“The ‘Downtown Princess’ has certainly risen in the world. When she first came to the ‘Princess Harem,’ she was a broken Level 2 slave, and I personally taught her manners. This stingy accountant!”

This time, Elise shouted back in counterattack.

“I simply dislike unnecessary expenses and belly fat. In order to promote Elise’s health, we must compress the ‘eating out budget’.”

“Grrr…”

Freya put on a pair of cosmetic glasses she had taken from her pocket. It was the appearance of a skilled accountant that hadn’t been seen in a while. Elise stamped her feet in frustration at Freya’s reasonable counterattack.

“I forgot to mention, I performed a miracle in my homeland and was called the ‘Diva of the Calm.’ I also received the ‘Divine Right of Kings’ from Aquaanar, the Goddess of Water, so I am ready to be enthroned as Queen at any time.”

“Ah, you are the renowned ‘Diva of the Calm’… I never thought Lunamaria’s sister’s search would lead her here. I ask for your kind consideration as well.”

Saintess Seira was stunned by Freya’s self-introduction. The miracle of Freya calming the rough seas with a votive song had been a major topic of discussion even within the Asgard Holy Church. Come to think of it, Lunamaria Lurd, the Saintess who had accompanied them before, had been looking for Freya.

“Elise and Freya, are you saying that you both have titles worthy of being called Saintesses in your party?!”

Knight Mariabel, on the other hand, burst into tears. It seemed the impact of the titles related to Elise and Freya was too great.

“If this keeps up, it’s my turn… I guess.”

It seemed Shera was next to introduce herself. Although the three of them usually quarreled, their stunned silence suggested “the more they fight, the closer they are.”

“My name is Shera Hazel. No matter how you look at me, I am Haru’s harmless and cute ‘Beloved Fox’♪ Please be kind to me♪”

“Saintess Seira, Knight Mariabel, don’t be fooled. This Shera is a sly one. Her deceased mother was the daughter of a clan leader’s family in a certain fox beastkin tribe, but her father is the infamous King of Sazania.”

“In other words, she started as an illegitimate child and was later recognized as a princess, but in reality, she was in the ‘beloved pet’ category.”

“But, but, I am very cute♪”

It was Elise who commented on Shera’s self-introduction. Then Freya followed up.

“So… Shera, will you transform into ‘Shera-neesan’ and ‘Shiera-oneesama’ for us?! If you refuse, I’ll forcibly reclaim your fox tail.”

“…There’s no other way.”

Cornered, Shera transformed into the muscular, tough-looking Shera-neesan with a burly build.

“Anyone who opposes me will be sacrificed to this ‘Kitsune who came’!”

Seira and Mariabel were surprised by Shera’s transformed appearance. The power of the giant deadly weapon, the Zantou, was overwhelming. Shera, after storing the Zantou back into her item box, then transformed into Shiera-oneesama.

“I am embarrassed to have everyone watch me.”

Seira and Mariabel were speechless at Shiera-oneesama, who possessed a voluptuous body and an alluring smile. Seeing this, the fox’s three tails growing from Shiera-oneesama’s buttocks swayed slowly. Returning to Shera’s form, she briefly explained the characteristics of ‘Shera-neesan’ and ‘Shiera-oneesama’.

“Shera also hasn’t explained the most important thing.”

This time, it was Freya who raised an objection.

“In the ‘Shiera-oneesama’ form, you are currently a three-tailed white fox, but if you become a nine-tailed white fox, you will become a ‘Demon King,’ right? And one of the three tails belongs to me, and the other belongs to Elise.”

“My fox tail is mine!”

Shera indignantly protested Freya’s explanation, but sensing Elise’s presence, who was keenly watching for any slip of the tongue, she slumped her shoulders in resignation. In the end, Elise, Freya, and Shera were in a stalemate.

“That concludes the self-introductions of the party members from the Southern Nations. Next, we will move on to the self-introductions of those from the Western Nations. Alicia, please start.”

Ly, who had been struggling to contain her laughter at the three’s antics, beckoned Alicia.

“I am Alicia Mia von Rendol, as introduced by Ly. Please be kind to Saintess Seira and Knight Mariabel. Incidentally, I am a Viscountess from the Espana Imperial Kingdom and also Hal’s fiancée, who has been granted First-Class Quasi-Noble status. Furthermore, for this journey, I have been entrusted with a letter of full authority from Harem=Ain Mimi Raymond, Crown Prince of the Espana Imperial Kingdom.”

“I thought you were a peculiar person, being ‘Ball-less Hal Raymond’s’ fiancée, but to be a Viscountess and to have been entrusted with a letter of full authority from Harem=Ain Mimi Raymond, Crown Prince of the Espana Imperial Kingdom… another important figure has appeared.”

“Saintess Seira, Hal’s full name is not ‘Ball-less Hal Raymond,’ but ‘Hal Harem Von Raymond.’ Furthermore, under Crown Prince Harem’s reign, he is scheduled to be promoted to Marquis. After all, he is the Crown Prince’s savior…”

“W-what?! How can this spineless profligate possibly be the Crown Prince’s savior?!”

“Hal is a rare user of ‘Healing Magic,’ and can even use ‘Resurrection Magic.’ By chance, he revived Crown Prince Harem, who had been assassinated and was floating in a stream, from drowning.”

“N-no! That ‘Ball-less Hal Raymond’ was a saint…”

I had intended to introduce myself last, but Alicia explained in my stead. Seira, who had previously insulted me as ‘Ball-less Hal Raymond,’ collapsed. It was undoubtedly due to the immense mental shock.

5. The Onslaught of Self-Introductions Once More ②
“Next, I will introduce myself.”

Kirika, who was petite, stood up to take Alicia’s place. Kirika, whose mother was from the Eastern Nations, had straight, bluish-black hair that swayed. Her deep crimson eyes looked at Seira and Mariabel with interest.

“My name is Kirika Turyuka Kamiyar. As my name suggests, I was the fifth princess of the Kamiyar Holy Nation. Please be kind to the two of you…”

“Another royal… again.”

Seira sighed, looking somewhat tired. Mariabel could not hide her bewilderment at the situation, where “even a dog on the street gets hit with a stick.” Such a gathering would never happen at a party hosted by a small country.

“Like Mariabel, I had no interest in restoring the monarchy, but the Kamiyar Holy Nation is located in a strategic position that connects the Western Nations and the Southern Nations. From that perspective, the Hasthatitia Kingdom was also located in a place connecting the Western Nations and the Northern Nations. That’s probably why the Divine Realm sent Mariabel.”

Mariabel looked up at the sky after hearing Kirika’s explanation. Perhaps Kirika had revealed the true intention of the Divine Realm to her. At the same time, she seemed to realize her destiny was to stand as queen.

“Also… my hobby is making cosplay costumes. On the other hand, my role in the ‘Princess Harem’ is as a summoner. By the way, I’ll also introduce Ain and Zwei, as well as Dry and Fear.”

Ain and Zwei stood up when Kirika called their names. Immediately after, Zwei’s chest trembled unnaturally, and Dry and Fear, shedding their disguise as breast pads, flowed onto the floor.

“K-Kyaaaa~~ Don’t look~~”

The next moment, Zwei screamed and crouched down. The bodies of Dry and Fear, who had been wriggling, slowly transformed into the figures of naked young girls.

“Father Hal~~”

“Mother Kirika~~”

Dry, now a naked young girl, ran towards Kirika, and Fear ran towards me with tottering steps. Being young girls, their chests were flat, and no gender differences were apparent. However, when looking at their crotches, they made no attempt to hide the young slits. Despite their innocent demeanor, it would have caused a major commotion if it happened outdoors.

This was a very troublesome development.

However, since this was the second time, Tirna and Eria immediately apprehended the naked young girls, put panties on them, covered them with shirts, and further dressed them in dresses. Ain merely offered a wry smile at this situation. In contrast, Zwei blushed deeply and trembled with shame. In any case, the four sisters, Ain, Zwei, Dry, and Fear, were now assembled.

Meanwhile, Seira and Mariabel, having experienced shock multiple times, were speechless.

“Ain and Zwei were summoned beasts of the Mimic Slime that I used to control. Incidentally, Ain was lent to Hal. After a certain incident, Ain and Zwei succeeded in changing their race (class change) and are now almost human race, no longer under my summoner contract. Furthermore, they are treated as quasi-party members of the ‘Princess Harem.’ On the other hand, Dry is my summoned beast, and Fear is a summoned beast on loan to Hal. Recently, they have been transforming into breast pads and have made Zwei’s chest their regular spot. Furthermore, these guys are also starting to humanize. First, Ain and Zwei, greet them.”

“I am Harem=Ain Mimi Raymond, as introduced by Mother Kirika. Please be kind to me, Saintess Seira and Knight Mariabel. Incidentally, I am useful to everyone as a mage.”

Ain, with her cute appearance of sparkling straight blonde hair and emerald green eyes, greeted them while shaking her ample, full breasts—*tayun, tayun*—despite her slender build.

“I am Harem=Zwei Mimi Kamiyar. I am actually the eldest daughter… but I was tricked by Ain’s schemes and am acting as the second daughter. Also, in the ‘Princess Harem,’ I am the only production class. Be nice to both of you. I can handle the production of weapons and armor.”

Zwei introduced herself after Ain. When she first humanized, she had short silver hair, but it had grown to about bob length. She was a beautiful girl with intelligent hazel eyes, but her petite physique was matched by her small breasts, which were her “one flaw (complex).”

“Mimic Slime you say… those are dangerous magical beasts that transform into treasure chests at the depths of a labyrinth and attack adventurers who visit—”

Mariabel was surprised by Ain and Zwei’s self-introductions. Seira, on the other hand, tilted her head. Furthermore, Dry and Fear, who had been dressed, were happily sitting on Kirika’s and my laps respectively. Kirika then explained the background to Mariabel’s concern.

“Do not worry. The gods have blessed the humanization of these creatures, and we have bestowed ample grace upon them. Therefore, they are becoming perfectly human.”

The mention of receiving blessings from the gods once again stunned Seira into silence.

“As you can see, Dry and Fear are young, so their self-introductions will be omitted. Also, I have other summoned beasts that I control, but I will explain them later.”

And so, the self-introductions of Kirika, Ain, Zwei, Dry, and Fear concluded.

Given the previous interactions, I expected someone to expose Kirika and Zwei’s inferiority complex about their breast size, but it was masterfully overlooked. Kirika and Zwei, who returned to their seats, seemed relieved.

“Then, I will also introduce myself.”

Next to stand was Dietlinde. As she stood, her large breasts swayed—*purun, purun*. This was a sight that would never be seen among the flat-chested elf maidens.

“My name is Dietlinde Tinde Tintar. I am the fifth princess of the Tintaal Kingdom, and the only ‘High Elf’ in this world. Please be kind to the two of you.”

Dietlinde then arched her back, emphasizing her large breasts. Due to the influence of the fire elemental, her silver hair shifted through shades of crimson and vermilion until it became a beautiful gradient of golden-red, brightening the room as it flowed.

“Oh, and my specialty is rapier and, of course, archery. I am also a fire-elemental mage. Incidentally, the throne of my homeland is expected to be succeeded by my half-sister, Edelgard Tinde Tintar, the fourth princess, who is active as a member of the Hero Party, so my position is carefree.”

At that moment, the flame spirit Car and the holy spirit Serena arrived and stopped on Dietlinde’s shoulders, respectively. This entrance was probably also arranged by Dietlinde. The flame spirit Car, with whom she had a spirit contract, probably responded with glee, but I wonder what reward she prepared for the holy spirit Serena.

“I am the ‘Flame Spirit Car,’ who has a spirit contract with Dietlinde.”
“That one’s just sightseeing. Incidentally, that one is the great ‘Holy Spirit Serena’.”

“My! What adorable fairies… I mean. You say you are spirits, but are you perhaps fairies?”

Seira rejoiced at the appearance of the flame spirit Car and the holy spirit Serena, who had adorable appearances. However, she firmly believed their claim to be spirits was a deception and that they were mischievous fairies. This was because spirits were thought to be mental life forms without a specific form.

“Seira, these are undoubtedly spirits. Furthermore, they are ‘breast spirits’ who love women’s breasts. Holy Spirit Serena is especially called ‘Ero-Ojinn’.” Be cautious of the ‘Old Man Attack’ where your breasts will be bared and fondled.”

“W-what shamelessness!”

Mariabel, pure and upright as a Temple Knight, was indignant. Seira, on the other hand, hid her chest with both arms.

“Dindlinde is rude. The reason they fondle breasts is to bestow holy aura and bless them.”
“I’m doing it because it’s fun.”

Seira and Mariabel blushed upon hearing the explanations of the holy spirit Serena and the flame spirit Car. Both were innocent virgins, so the sexual stimulation was likely too strong.

“Is it perhaps our turn soon!?”

“Ly, before us, let’s introduce Mai and Sharon. After all, Mai is the one they look up to as their master.”

“Understood, Liliana. By the way, will you introduce yourselves?”

Ly, as if announcing the main attraction, spoke up, but was admonished by Liliana. Ly then asked Mai, who was not good with words, and Sharon, a quasi-party member.

“Leave it to us.”
“Mm.”

Sharon and Mai’s responses were as expected.

“Understood. Mai and Sharon belonged to the ‘Assassin’s Guild,’ which was previously annihilated by the Hero Party.”

Seira and Mariabel’s expressions clouded with confusion at Ly’s explanation.

“And Mai was turned into a disposable assassin, a ‘Killing Doll,’ by the ‘Assassin’s Guild’ to assassinate Elise. However, she fled after sustaining serious injuries and was protected by Hal, who then revived Elise. Incidentally, Mai is a capable vanguard and scout. Also, judging by Mai’s appearance, she is likely from the Eastern Nations by birth. However, she was raised in the Western Nations, so I have introduced her here.”
“Mm, I see.”

“And as for Sharon, her role within the ‘Assassin’s Guild’ was to dispose of traitors, wasn’t it? Upon discovering the supposedly dead ‘Killing Doll,’ Sharon contacted us for disposal, but she was defeated and we ended up protecting her. She was originally entrusted to St. Agnes Abbey, but we’ve asked her to help us investigate Mai’s origins.”

“…Yes.”

Sharon agreed with Lyushenne’s explanation.

“To turn a precious Saintess into an assassin…”

“A Saintess as an assassin! What a sacrilegious act, devoid of fear for even the gods…”

Seira and Mariabel were speechless.

“To add a supplementary explanation, Mai isn’t quite complete in her current state. That’s why we’re heading to the secret base that’s said to be in Imperial Capital Ashurai, which is to be remodeled into a ‘Killing Doll’ to investigate Mai’s origins, or rather, the secret of her birth. And Sharon is also our guide to this secret base. I believe this is probably necessary for Mai to claim she is a Saintess.”

I added a supplementary explanation at the end. I thought my explanation might be dismissed, but Seira and Mariabel listened with serious expressions. Then, Seira asked me.

“So, it was just good timing that we all met up then.”

“Y-yes, it was.”

At my affirmation, Seira and Mariabel sighed as if relieved.

“Then, I will introduce myself.”

Tirna then stood up.

“My name is Tirnan Lian von Tuser. I was a Count’s daughter from the Waiyar Nobles, but I was defeated by the Espana Imperial Army and fell into slavery. Just before I was supposed to be killed by my buyer, Hal-sama and the others saved me, and I became a comrade of ‘Princess Harem.’ My duties include cooking and general housework, and as a past skill, I also concoct medicines.”

Tirna, who was tsundere when we first saved her, had now fully adopted the demeanor of a noblewoman. Her brown hair, which was previously a bob, had grown to mid-back length, making her look more feminine. I guess… she couldn’t explain her past experience of almost being cooked and eaten…

“Now it’s my turn.”

Liliana stood up with a grand entrance.

“My name is Liliana Emilia Yangas. I am the First Princess and Crown Prince of the Yangas Kingdom. Seira-sama, and Mariabel-sama, I ask for your favor.”

As Liliana stood, she gracefully removed the Valkyrie-shaped mask, revealing her beautiful face. Her slightly bluish silver hair and her small, refined face were adorned with intelligent blue eyes. She was truly a princess straight out of a fairy tale.

“Wh-what! To think that the renowned ‘Melancholy Blue Moon Princess’ from the Western Nations’ social circles was here!!”

Mariabel seemed overwhelmed by the aura emanating from Liliana. Looking at her now, Liliana possessed the dignity of a princess of a great nation. Seira, on the other hand, seemed uninterested in worldly information and looked bewildered. However, judging from Mariabel’s reaction, she inquired about Liliana’s status and quickly bowed her head in greeting.

“Liliana’s appearance is lovely, but as they say, ‘Heaven does not give two blessings,’ and she’s unathletic. But, but, she’s a strategist type who knows all sorts of things!”

Seira, who had been influenced by Mariabel’s reaction, seemed to relax as Shera added a few more revealing details.

### 6. A Torrent of Self-Introductions Again ③

“Finally, is it my turn?! Um… Hal-sama, how will you introduce yourself?”

“Regarding my self-introduction, Alicia has already explained it, so I’ll omit it. Besides, Seira seems to know who I am well enough to call me by a derogatory name… Isn’t it unnecessary now?!”

Seira slightly furrowed her brows at my provocative remark but elegantly ignored it. Mariabel, who is also Seira’s bodyguard knight, seemed to offer a wry smile but had no intention of complaining to me directly.

It’s a bit childish, but I’ll keep it a secret that I felt I had won. Well, what I won is open to debate…

“Understood. That concludes the self-introductions of the Western Nations’ party members. In truth, a few members, including the problematic Sophie, are on separate missions, but I will introduce them when they rejoin us.”

Then, Lyushenne slowly brushed back her luxurious golden curls. Following this, with a more refined movement than Liliana’s, she removed her Valkyrie-shaped mask. Of course, her peerless beauty was revealed. Instantly, an ineffable presence befitting an Imperial Princess dominated the room. The sight of her reflecting Seira and Mariabel in her cool ice-blue eyes was both alluring and exuded the dignity of a superior being.

Even the air in the dining hall changed instantly.

“Ah, could you be… the ‘Beautiful Princess of Ice and Flame’?! To think that even an Imperial Princess of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom would be here! The two great beauties who formed a pair in high society have all gathered…”

Mariabel seemed to have recognized Lyushenne’s true identity upon seeing her bare face. The Hasthatitia Kingdom belonged to the Western Nations, so Mariabel had likely seen Lyushenne at social gatherings. In truth, Liliana and Lyushenne had revealed their faces during the meal, but perhaps because they were engrossed in their guarded conversations, they hadn’t noticed their identities.

Mariabel’s face twitched in astonishment. Seira also froze upon hearing Mariabel’s words. Perhaps she was too surprised by the appearance of an unexpected noble.

Come to think of it, there are various titles like ‘Princess,’ ‘Imperial Princess,’ ‘Royal Princess,’ and ‘Daughter of a Duke.’

‘Daughter of a Duke’ refers to the daughters of high-ranking nobles such as ‘Daughters of Dukes,’ ‘Daughters of Marquesses,’ or ‘Daughters of Margraves’ who have sworn fealty, or the ‘Daughters of Grand Dukes’ of vassal states that have gained independence from their suzerain. ‘Royal Princess’ is the daughter of royalty and is the most common title, sometimes called ‘Gongzhu’ in the Eastern Nations.

And an ‘Imperial Princess’ like Lyushenne… ‘Imperial’ seems to mean ‘King of Kings.’ In other words, it means ‘Princess among Princesses’ who commands the royalty of vassal states. Perhaps this is why Mariabel, a former Princess Knight from a small country, was so surprised.

“Yes. I am Lyushenne Silveria Wahl, the fourth Imperial Princess. Saintess Seira-sama, and Knight Mariabel-sama, I ask you to know me.”

Seira and Mariabel were stunned by Lyushenne’s declaration.

“To be granted an audience with the most esteemed Imperial Princess, I am profoundly honored.”

Mariabel naturally knelt and offered a formal greeting. Perhaps in the past social circles, someone of Mariabel’s standing as a princess of a small country could not have directly addressed an Imperial Princess of a great nation. Her attitude conveyed that kind of status difference.

“Mariabel, what was that attitude just now?! What was that about? Aren’t Temple Knights supposed to be separate from worldly power and authority?”

Seira, unfamiliar with the customs of royalty and nobles, seemed confused again by Mariabel’s deferential behavior, which was akin to showing deference to a subordinate. Mariabel seemed perplexed by the former Princess Knight’s obsequious attitude towards Lyushenne. Mariabel then began to explain to Seira.

“The fact that the Wahl Imperial Princess is alive is a world-shattering event that could shake the human world.”

“That’s an exaggeration.”

“It is not an exaggeration; it is the truth. Currently, the Espana Imperial Kingdom controls most of the human world, but resistance forces who wish for the resurgence of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom, which once boasted the largest territory among human nations, cannot be ignored even now. If the ‘banner of the brocade’ in the form of an Imperial Princess were to be added to that, the state of human nations could be greatly shaken.”

Mariabel’s explanation made the significance of Lyushenne’s existence apparent even now. Seira, the Saintess, belonged to the Asgard Holy Church, which valued austerity, and thus, perhaps her social skills were lacking. On the other hand, Lyushenne, with a faint wry smile, began to explain to allay Mariabel’s concerns.

“My existence will not sow seeds of discord in the state of human society.”

“But Your Highness…”

Lyushenne dismissed Mariabel’s concern, but she did not seem convinced.

“Lyushenne-sama and Crown Prince Elizabeth-sama of the Espana Imperial Kingdom have exchanged vows of sisterhood.”

At this point, Alicia offered a helping hand.

“Eh?? N-no way!?”

Mariabel denied it with the speed of a reflex to Alicia’s explanation, which was unbelievably factual.

“It’s true. And through discussions with ‘Beth-chan,’ it has been decided that the territory of the Espana Imperial Kingdom will be reduced to its previous extent upon her coronation. As a result, the party members will return to their homelands and ascend to the throne, thereby restoring their homelands to monarchical rule. In such circumstances, it is also possible to include the Hasthatitia Kingdom at this time.”

Lyushenne’s explanation made the oracle seem like a near and tangible problem, and Mariabel stood frozen in astonishment. Seira, unable to keep up with the overwhelmingly large-scale discussion, tilted her head, while Elise then stood up.

“While the conversation is heating up, Lyushenne and I are more than just sister-in-arms; we are bound by a strong connection.”

Elise seemed proud, puffing out her chest with her bountiful breasts. Naturally, her large breasts jiggled. At the same time, her round belly swayed. However, with the disappearance of the waist nipper that had been restraining her abdomen, Elise seemed to have gained some leeway. She was back to her usual brazen self.

Her cat ears, worn as a countermeasure against her Elder Sister, seemed to have vanished into thin air along with the waist nipper. And behind Elise, Freya and Shera were comically acting out a skit, taking deep breaths to inflate their bellies.

This was likely an action taken because they considered Seira and Mariabel as allies. The other party members watched with lukewarm gazes. In contrast, Seira and Mariabel looked exasperated.

“To link the Kingdom of Portland, a small country in the Southern Nations, with the Wahl Imperial Kingdom, which once boasted the largest territory in the human world, is presumptuous.”

Even Mariabel, as expected, did not understand the relationship between Elise and Lyushenne. Seira, on the other hand, though she didn’t grasp the situation, sided with Mariabel. Seeing their reactions, Elise looked as if she had achieved her goal and felt satisfied. However, she seemed unaware of the scheming Freya and Shera unfolding behind her.

“Here’s a hint. The founding king of my homeland, the Kingdom of Portland, was an ancient hero known as the ‘Hero of the Staff,’ Enshary Portra! And her sacred remains, holding the ‘Sacred Staff of Dawn and Dusk,’ are being kept as the keystone of the barrier to protect it.”

Seira and Mariabel just blinked blankly at the information Elise gave them. Immediately after, Mariabel seemed to have an idea.

“M-m-m-might it be… that the keystones in the Western Nations are located in the Wahl Imperial Kingdom…?”

Mariabel, having guessed correctly, still seemed half-believing. Lyushenne, wearing a delightful smile at their reaction, happily began to explain.

“The Wahl Imperial Kingdom, where I was born, was founded by one of the ancient heroes, Saliand Wahl, known as the ‘Hero of the Sword.’ Although I have yet to reach his mausoleum, his remains, holding the ‘Sacred Sword of Twilight,’ are likely protecting the barrier. My purpose for this journey is to visit Saliand Wahl, maintain the status of the keystone, and receive the accompanying sacred sword to ascend to the throne.”

Seira and Mariabel were struck dumb by what Elise and Lyushenne had said. They were completely astonished.

“Now then, please begin the self-introductions of those from the Northern Nations.”

Lyushenne, judging that the necessary explanations were complete, turned her gaze to Edele and Eria.

“Please wait a moment! The Northern Nations are demon territory, and I don’t think there are any lands inhabited by humans…”

Mariabel retorted to Lyushenne’s words. Having had her homeland ravaged by demons, she seemed to consider the Northern Nations, inhabited by demons, as a place inhabited by non-humans.

“Indeed, at present, the Northern Nations are demon territory. However, if we look back at history, there were once many human nations. Furthermore, as Swan Hilda mentioned, there are also keystones in the Northern Nations.”

“Y-yes… Swan Hilda-sama mentioned that earlier.”

Mariabel finally seemed to be convinced. Seira, on the other hand, seemed to have given up thinking altogether.

“Then, I shall begin my self-introduction.”

Eria stood up at Lyushenne’s gaze. Her ephemeral, pale blue hair was a sign of the Castina royalty, known as the ‘Wondrous Flow of Castina,’ and she was a gentle, beautiful girl with blue eyes. Eria was a girl who had fallen into prostitution but had regained her royal dignity through her training in ‘Princess Harem.’

“My name is Eria Akue de Castina. I ask for your favor, Saintess Seira-sama, and Knight Mariabel-sama.”

“Eria’s homeland was the Kingdom of Castina, which was once in the Northern Nations. And Eria’s unusual hair color is a characteristic of the Castina royalty.”

Swan Hilda provided supplementary explanations concerning Eria’s self-introduction. As Swan Hilda was a Valkyrie, Seira and Mariabel had no choice but to believe her.

“Furthermore, after joining ‘Princess Harem,’ I’ve awakened to water magic. I received magic guidance from Elise-sama. Additionally, for rapier training, I am studying under the master, Lyushenne-sama.”

Having finished her self-introduction without a hitch, Eria naturally took her seat.

“Am I last…? I’m a little nervous, but I’ll begin my self-introduction. My name is Edeleah Yung=Fern de Desmonia. Saintess Seira-sama, and Knight Mariabel-sama, I ask for your favor.”

Edeleah’s self-introduction was impeccable for a princess. Seira asked a question after hearing her self-introduction.

“Based on the circumstances so far, are either you, Eria-sama, or Edeleah-sama, descendants of an ancient hero?”

Seira, with a puzzled expression, asked the crucial question. Upon hearing the question, Edeleah smiled broadly.

“Azarii Desmon, one of the ancient heroes and known as the ‘Shield Hero,’ is my ancestor. However, I am from a branch family… and the main family’s princess is also a member of ‘Princess Harem,’ right? Speaking of which… Swan Hilda, you haven’t introduced yourself.”

“I already proved I’m a Valkyrie at the beginning, so it’s over.”

“Is that so…? Swan Hilda’s mother was named Hilde, and though she has passed away, she was reportedly a ‘Valkyrie.’ By the way, her father is Gandaro, and he’s the Demon King, you know.”

“Edeleah, you shouldn’t reveal my secrets. Please forgive me!”

“Got it. With this, I conclude my self-introduction and that of my cousin, Princess Jumilande, now Swan Hilda.”

“To think that Swan Hilda-sama’s father is Demon King Gandaro…”

With the revelation of this major secret, Seira and Mariabel’s eyes welled up with tears. They realized that they were now in a situation from which they could not escape ‘Princess Harem,’ as leaking any of the classified information obtained during these self-introductions would lead to their deaths.

### 7. For ‘Human Dogs’, Please Contact Bashle Company

With the “one word from Swan Hilda” of the Valkyrie, the self-introductions of Saintess Seira Hyperion and former Princess Knight Temple Knight Mariabel Ishante Hasshatitia, who had newly joined ‘Princess Harem,’ had also concluded without incident. We were about to leave the inn and head to the former Marquis Botox residence, where Glenda was waiting, but the treatment of the horses they rode became a problem.

Seira’s exclusive, superior white horse and Mariabel’s trained chestnut military horse were both mares. That was fine… but when they were kept with our horses, they completely submitted to the ‘Black Princess’ and the ‘White Princess.’ Perhaps there was some trouble in the stable. Regardless, the problem was that the stallions, ‘Assy-kun’ and ‘Crispy-kun,’ were looking at the newly added mares with lustful eyes as if they were sex slaves.

Are they trying to vent their frustration because they can’t stand up to the ‘Black Princess’ and the ‘White Princess’?! In fact, their ‘chinchin’ were erect. If left like this, it looks like it could lead to trouble. In such cases, it seems necessary to have a ‘break’ or physically separate them.

Fortunately, there were empty seats in the carriage, so we stopped at the Asgard Holy Church temple in the city of Karamiya to return the horses and explain the situation regarding Seira and the others. Naturally, Seira, the Saintess, took the lead in explaining, stating it was an ‘action based on divine revelation.’

In the Asgard Holy Church, Saintesses are respected beings, and therefore, their actions are usually constrained by religious norms. Nevertheless, it was only natural for a religious organization to respect the contents of divine revelations.

And now, we finally headed towards the former lord’s mansion where Glenda was. Incidentally, Seira and Mariabel were riding in separate carriages and were apparently being questioned by the party members. They were “apparently” because I was driving the carriage, and it would have been awkward to be questioned together.

To meet Glenda, we would have to pay our respects to Count Hans Ignot Von Iglewaas, the provisional governor of Karamiya city, who is also her biological father. He seems to be a ‘muscle-brain’ like Glenda, which is a headache. However, Alicia, a Viscountess of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, will be facing him.

As the only male in ‘Princess Harem,’ it’s a bit pathetic, but Alicia’s status is effectively higher than mine, a First-Class Quasi-Noble, so it’s not the wrong approach. By the way, the status of a First-Class Quasi-Noble is stipulated to be equivalent to a Count within the court and a Viscount outside, but in reality, Alicia, a formal noble, takes precedence. Therefore, I was driving the lead carriage, and Alicia was seated next to me. Come to think of it, it’s rare for me and Alicia to sit together on the driver’s seat…

Regardless, by this point, I finally had the leisure to enjoy the surrounding scenery.

The city of Karamiya is like a secondary capital in the Wahl Imperial Kingdom. More precisely, it was the capital of the Marquis Botox territory. The imposing stone castle standing on the high ground is our destination.

The main roads are beautifully paved, and cobblestone paths continue in an orderly fashion. On the other hand, the ruts etched into the cobblestones convey a sense of ancient history. Many of the shops and houses lining the road also feel historical. However, in some places, new buildings that stand out from their surroundings are scattered about. They were probably built where structures were burned down during the invasion of the Espana Imperial Army.

This city of Karamiya is not a typical castle town. It gives the impression of a city that has spread out haphazardly around the Marquis Botox residence standing on the central hill. However, upon closer inspection, stone walls that appear to be castle ruins are scattered throughout the city, but their function seems to have been lost. Perhaps it’s a remnant of the city’s rapid development, and the construction of the castle couldn’t keep up.

In any case, we passed through the residential area on the outskirts, went through the shopping street, and entered the noble district. At the entrance to the noble district, there was what looked like a former checkpoint. Perhaps entry was strictly restricted before. Still, the clothing of the people walking on the sidewalks on both sides of the road became more elaborate. Perhaps they were servants of the upper class?!

“Hal, look at that! A noblewoman with a ‘human dog’ that is a girl slave… she’s right here.”

Suddenly, Alicia called out to me. And a ‘human dog’ led by a noblewoman?! I gripped the reins firmly and looked in the direction Alicia was pointing.

Indeed, a beauty with flaming red hair was leading a ‘human dog’ that seemed to have been created by physically modifying a girl slave. At first glance, it looked like a walk with a beloved pet…

The beauty appeared to be a mature lady with a tall stature. Her bright red hair was tied up. Although it was hard to tell from a distance, she seemed like a woman with a strong personality, perhaps like a “female executive of an evil organization” or a “villainess.” She was wearing an expensive dress with many frills, but despite the way it concealed her figure, the swell of her chest was clear. She was likely a busty owner?!

That girl… somehow, I can imagine her looking good in ‘bondage attire’ and with a whip.

She, who exuded a dangerous aura, held a thin leather strap in her right hand, and at its end was connected the ‘human dog,’ a girl slave. This was the first time I had seen such a sight since encountering the ‘human dogs’ physically modified by the Bashle Company in the Southern Nations during our First Expedition Trip.

Come to think of it… I recall hearing that the main branch of the Bashle Company is located in the Old Imperial Capital Ashurai.

Zofie was also almost turned into a ‘human dog,’ and I hoped that perhaps I could get the notoriously unscrupulous slave trader, the Bashle Company, to improve its business through some sort of camaraderie with fellow merchants. However, in Imperial Capital Ashurai, Lyushenne and Mai’s errands take priority. I doubt I’ll have time for this.

Still, is that the finished ‘human dog’ product that was delivered?!

My gaze naturally turned to the girl slave ‘human dog.’

The girl slave, who had been physically modified into a ‘human dog,’ seemed younger than the beautiful woman accompanying her. The girl slave’s short blonde hair and occasional glimpses of her face were cute. However, the missing limbs were painful to see. That is, her arms and legs were amputated around the elbow and knee. It was a relief that she wasn’t completely naked, but a headband with dog-ear decorations was attached to her head, and she was wearing what appeared to be pure white fur. Furthermore, she had a pure white tail, which was likely connected to an anal ball.

And upon closer inspection, there was an old man who appeared to be a butler following behind the beauty.

“Young Lady Caroline, you didn’t have to do this yourself…”

“As the representative of the Bashle Company, it is natural that I confirm the quality of goods for our esteemed customers. Besides, the second-class slave Iris, who was so arrogant, is now finished like this. She’d better be cherished by the customers. As per specifications, she’s still a virgin… She’ll suffer the pain of her first time.”

“Woof, woof, woof♪”

Her conversation drifted to us on the wind.

To my surprise, that beauty was the representative of the Bashle Company. I seem to recall that the representative of that company was around the same age as my father… Perhaps there had been a succession? Still, I think it’s a heavy burden for such a beautiful woman to run a slave trading business. Especially since the Bashle Company’s specialty is physically modifying second-class slaves, I don’t think I could handle it.

The carriage moved slower than a walk through the city, but we quickly passed them. Still, I felt sorry for the girl slave in the ‘human dog’ form, who had undergone physical modification. And she was barking “woof, woof” – was she being conditioned to believe she was a dog?! Or was her mind also broken…

The recipient was likely a perverted gentleman from the upper class or noble class. I could only foresee a future where that girl slave would be reduced to a pet and a female cavity slave by a perverted gentleman with special fetishes. I continued driving the carriage towards our destination, the lord’s mansion, leaving the victimized girl slave behind with lingering regret.

It’s regrettable… but my ‘Healing Magic’ cannot handle limb amputations. It would require a special procedure like the secret technique I used on Zofie and Ilisha.

Alicia, sitting next to me, also looked sad, but there was nothing we could do at the moment to save the girl slave who had been transformed into a ‘human dog.’ Furthermore, although it was on the brink, it did not violate the law, and it was a legitimate business transaction. In other words, the girl slave’s fate was decided the moment she was sold to the Bashle Company.

Conversely, our Raymond Trading Company adamantly refuses such physical modifications, even if requested by customers. Well, since the purchase price there is higher, foolish people blinded by greed sell them off.

Is even something like that a necessary evil that society demands…

However, with the ‘human dog’ form involving the amputation of healthy limbs, a return to general society, which is permitted for second-class slaves, is hopeless. Alicia, having experienced something like that, seems to harbor disgust towards ‘human dogs.’ While the right to life and death rests with the slave’s master during their time as a slave, this is no different from a third-class slave who has committed a crime!

I pulled the reins of the carriage, feeling troubled.

We left the noble district and ascended the slope. Despite being the center of Karamiya city, there were no buildings around the hill, only neatly trimmed ornamental trees. Of course, there were also flowerbeds planted with blooming flowers. To reach the lord’s mansion, we had to ascend a spiraling road. This seemed to be designed to offer a bird’s-eye view of Karamiya city as we climbed.

Looking at the magnificent cityscape, my depressed mood began to lift.

Although the speed of the carriage slowed, the ‘Black Princess’ and the ‘White Princess’ moved with reserve. In contrast, ‘Assy-kun’ and ‘Crispy-kun,’ pulling the carriages behind them, looked desperate. Before long, we arrived at the former lord’s mansion, and as expected, Espana soldiers were guarding the main gate on both sides.

Immediately, they crossed their halberds and blocked our passage.

“Who are you?! This is no place for mere adventurers. If you turn back now, we will overlook your insolent behavior. Otherwise, you’ll be thrown in jail!”

One of the guards ordered us to leave in a condescending tone. In response, Alicia took out and displayed the Viscountess’s emblem she had kept hidden in her chest.

“I am Alicia Mia von Rendol, a Viscountess granted by the Espana Imperial Kingdom. I have been summoned by Lady Glenda Shanti Von Iglewaas, a Count’s daughter who has gained wisdom during our travels. First, I wish to have an audience with her esteemed father, Count Hans Ignot Von Iglewaas.”

” “My deepest apologies, Viscountess Rendol-sama. Please proceed.” ”

The guards stood at attention and allowed us to pass through the main gate, and one of the soldiers ran ahead as a messenger to Count Iglewaas. We followed Alicia into the mansion and were led to the audience chamber. Inside, a stern-looking man who embodied simplicity and robustness was waiting. Could this be Count Iglewaas, who served as provisional governor?!

“Welcome. Viscountess Rendol-dono. I heard you were summoned by my daughter… is that correct?”

“Yes, that’s correct. As we were heading to the city of Karamiya, we were stopped on the road and challenged to a duel. Afterward, there were twists and turns, and in the end, we became friends. By the way, the people behind me are my adventurer companions. There are some complicated circumstances, so please refrain from any inquiries.”

“It is indeed eccentric for someone of Viscountess status. And regarding your adventurer companions, they do not even remove their masks before me, a superior being… They have no manners. I smell a conspiracy – *sniff, sniff*.”

Alicia, who was currently face-to-face with Count Iglewaas, was unmasked, whereas the other party members were wearing Valkyrie-shaped masks. However, it couldn’t be helped, as revealing Lyushenne’s true identity could lead to serious trouble.

After all, Count Iglewaas is said to be a muscle-brain, so he probably won’t consider our circumstances. Furthermore, he is from a military faction of nobles, so if Lyushenne’s identity were revealed, the response could be disastrous. The primary concern is that he might not trust the letter of full authority that Alicia possesses.

And despite being a muscle-brain, he seems to have a keen intuition. This is truly troublesome.

Therefore, to avoid unnecessary trouble, it is important to simply introduce ourselves as adventurers for now.

Still, Count Iglewaas’s attitude towards us, strangers, reeks of sarcasm and malice. We haven’t done anything to Count Iglewaas… Well, objectively, we might seem suspicious. But Lyushenne, the fourth Imperial Princess of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom, has a high probability of being recognized, so disguise is essential.

“It was you lot, wasn’t it? Who corrupted my foolish daughter! I’ll arrest all of you and thoroughly investigate your backgrounds. Especially the men: a thorough interrogation will be necessary. My subordinate interrogators are excellent. They can extract anything if they interrogate you.”

“Count, won’t that be problematic?! You have a Viscountess from the Espana Imperial Kingdom with you!!”

However, Count Iglewaas’s words and actions were completely off the mark. Although he calls her his “foolish daughter,” I sense a twisted affection or obsession towards Glenda. Should I have followed the original plan and bypassed the city of Karamiya? It’s too late to say now… Perhaps this situation was preordained the moment we met Glenda.

I ended up complaining.

A knight who seemed to be his close aide was admonishing Count Iglewaas for his order to arrest us. Yet, we were merely paying a courtesy visit, so why has it come to this situation?? Did someone corrupt that Glenda?? I have absolutely no memory of it and am just bewildered.

“I am appointed as the provisional governor of this city of Karamiya, so it’s not a problem. It’s within my discretion. Besides, a Viscountess is lower in rank than me!”

In any case, we were surrounded by Espana soldiers and unexpectedly caught in this situation.

### 8. For Whom Do the Sacs of Breasts Jiggle!?
Our party members of “Princess Harem” were dispatched to the former lord’s mansion in the city of Karamiya to meet with Lady Glenda Shanti Von Iglewaas, who is both a daughter of a count and claims to be a female knight, yet yearns for free love as if blindly infatuated. Originally, this mansion belonged to the Marquis Botoks family, a noble house of Waiyar; the city of Karamiya was their capital.

We paid a courtesy visit to Count Hans Ignot Von Iglewaas, Glenda’s father and the provisional governor of Karamiya. However, we found ourselves surrounded by Espana soldiers, falsely accused of seducing his daughter. They intended to interrogate us.

Seduce Glenda? What a joke! Objectively, we’re the ones who were wronged. I’m only going along with this because Alicia is involved.

Alicia, meanwhile, seemed puzzled, her brow furrowed.

Then, as if making up her mind, Alicia reached for the letter of full authority entrusted to her by Princess Elizabeth of the Espana Imperial Kingdom. But Elise, who had approached from behind, stopped her. Although Elise’s expression was hidden by her mask, I felt a faint, dark aura emanating from her.

“Alicia, it’s not interesting to play that card now. As they say, ‘you have to nip the cause in the bud.’ Besides, aren’t you curious about Glenda’s condition, being ‘seduced’?”

“Elise, are you okay with being interrogated?” Alicia tilted her head and asked.

“Torture victim crying her heart out is Shera’s job. I’m sure she’ll sing beautifully!”

“N-No way… I hate it… Torture victims are the sub-leaders’ job. Besides, if I carve off my little belly, it’ll be a diet. Two birds with one stone… ♪”

When Elise assigned the role of torture sacrifice to Shera, their usual comedic banter began. Incidentally, Lyushenne, the other sub-leader, remained indifferent. As for me, Count Iglewaas had mentioned meticulously torturing me, putting me in a truly desperate pinch. Cold sweat was already trickling down my back.

“Hey, Elise. It’s fine to torture Shera, but don’t hurt her fox tail.”

“Of course not, Freya. That fox tail belongs to me and you.”

“My fox tail is mine. Not Elise’s, not Freya’s!”

Freya joined in, and the usual scenario unfolded. No one seemed to notice or care that we were surrounded by Espana soldiers. Meanwhile, the surrounding Espana soldiers held their swords and grasped their capture ropes, awaiting Count Iglewaas’s command. However, their lack of immediate action was likely due to Alicia, a Viscountess of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, being present.

Clack, clack, clack, clack.

Just then, we heard approaching footsteps in the audience chamber. The crisp sound suggested high-heeled shoes worn by a noblewoman! Such shoes seemed out of place. While I was contemplating such trivialities, the heavy door was roughly shoved open.

Bang, creak!

“Oh, Alicia, you’ve come! Father, please don’t be harsh with Alicia and the others!”

Glenda appeared, panting, her cheeks flushed. But for some reason… she seemed different. Glenda, of all people, was wearing a dress befitting a noblewoman. Her pale lilac dress was simple, but my gaze was drawn to her chest. Her ample breasts, contained in her “breast sacs,” jiggled alluringly.

I knew it was a wig, but her golden, vertically rolled hair swayed elegantly. Count Iglewaas, meanwhile, glared at her with a face like he’d bitten into something bitter. Did he dislike Glenda being in such a girlish dress? It seemed like the normal attire for a lady of high noble birth…

“It’s you, isn’t it? Glenda, whom I painstakingly raised to be a sturdy and resolute knight, now appears so effeminate! How lamentable!”

It seemed that what Count Iglewaas meant by “seduced” was Glenda wearing a dress befitting a noblewoman and speaking in a feminine manner! I felt utterly exhausted.

“You’re the ones who reduced my Glenda to this listless state, aren’t you? Spit it out!” Count Iglewaas glared at us again.

“I see, so that’s what it’s about. It’s true that we gave her that dress. However, Count, crushing your breasts like that must be very painful. Coupled with the psychological pressure, isn’t it possible her swordsmanship hasn’t improved because of it?” Lyushenne said this, and most of the party members nodded in agreement. It appeared the party members sympathized with Glenda’s armored state, or rather, her crushed breasts.

To my surprise, the dress Glenda was wearing was apparently a gift from the party members. Did that mean Count Iglewaas’s concern was justified? However, an aura of anger was emanating from Kirika, who must have sewn or altered the dress.

“When I sew the breast sacs for dresses, a murderous intent wells up within me. This time, however, I think I did a rather good job. Well, it would be best if that thing (breasts) were crushed or torn off…” Kirika, likely with small breasts, probably had a complex expression on her face. Ain and Zwei were trying to appease a displeased Kirika. However, Ain already possessed near-gigantic breasts, and Zwei’s chest appeared to be large due to Dry and Fear’s breast pads. This was undoubtedly rubbing Kirika the wrong way…

Mai, standing a short distance away, seemed to sympathize with Kirika’s anger, as a fellow member of the “Small Breasts Alliance.” Nearby, Saintess Seira and Knight Mariabel tilted their heads.

“Provisional Governor, I believe that for women, breasts are a point of sexual appeal and pride. Even if they get in the way during combat, they can be compensated for by sheer will. I challenge anyone to a serious sword fight. I vow to win, with my large breasts on the line. If I win, Glenda shall be permitted to dress like a lady.”

“Then, what if you lose miserably?”

“It goes without saying. I will prostrate myself and apologize.”

“Very well, I accept your challenge.” High Elf Dietlinde declared this. However, even though she wore a mask modeled after a Valkyrie, her distinctive elven ears and the gradient hair indicative of elven royalty were visible, truly a case of “hiding the body and exposing the head.” Dietlinde then removed her hood, revealing her large high-elf breasts contained within her breast sacs.

Dietlinde’s exposed breast sacs swayed elegantly.

“In that case, I shall follow Dietlinde’s example.” Then, as if making a grand entrance, Lyushenne removed her hood, displaying her menacing breast sacs that held bell-shaped, explosive breasts. Both were skilled rapier users, and they wore their prized rapiers at their waists, exuding an imposing “Princess Knight” demeanor. Lyushenne’s breast sacs also jiggled. However, they didn’t sag under their own weight, perhaps due to her pride as an Imperial Princess.

Meanwhile, Mariabel, the former princess knight who was a step behind, stomped her foot. Saintess Seira was trying to appease her. Count Iglewaas, who had been presented with the challenge, showed blue veins pulsing at his temples, radiating anger.

The situation had suddenly become volatile.

“Adventurer girls of unknown origin! How insolent! I shall teach you the harshness of the world. Knights Muran and Dober, deal with them. Crush them thoroughly and make them reflect on their foolishness. However, do not kill them, so they have a chance to reflect.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Which of you young ladies will face me?” Knight Muran asked, running a hand through his shining blonde hair and casting a sidelong glance. He seemed to be assessing the strength of Dietlinde and Lyushenne. While he appeared to be a handsome, gentle young man, he was clearly skilled if Count Iglewaas had designated him.

“I don’t care which of you it is, but don’t complain if I accidentally kill you,” said Knight Dober, who stood firm like a rock, awaiting the confrontation. Knight Muran’s weapon was a standard knight’s sword, while Knight Dober wielded a thick bastard sword. In terms of weaponry, Lyushenne and Dietlinde, who wore rapiers, seemed at a disadvantage. The audience chamber became an impromptu dueling arena. Those not involved moved to the walls, leaving only the four in the center. The referees, or rather, the witnesses, were Count Iglewaas, a noble of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, and Alicia. Glenda, with a worried look, stayed close to Alicia.

Thus, a match to determine whether Glenda could be recognized in her graceful dress, rather than her masculine attire, was about to begin. If Lyushenne and Dietlinde lost, they would have to apologize by prostrating themselves, as previously stated.

“Begin the match!” Count Iglewaas’s deep voice commanded. Glenda, the person at the center of this, now seemed to be genuinely enjoying the match. If they won, her graceful attire would be accepted, and she had no penalty if she lost. Perhaps she was also curious about the skills of Dietlinde and Lyushenne, who had made such bold claims.

At the signal, Lyushenne rushed towards Knight Muran, and Dietlinde closed in on Knight Dober. They moved with the speed of a gust of wind, like signal arrows announcing the start of a battle.

The distance between them closed in a single breath, and Lyushenne and Dietlinde met the Espana knights. Lyushenne swiftly drew her rapier from its scabbard in her left hand and launched a horizontal slash at Knight Muran, but he blocked it with his knight’s sword. Meanwhile, Dietlinde, who faced Knight Dober, delivered a sharp thrust as her first attack, but it was blocked by the flat of his bastard sword.

Without pausing, Lyushenne and Dietlinde slipped out of their opponents’ sword range and regained their stance. Then, with unspoken understanding, they exchanged glances.

“Let’s decide our fate while we’re at it.”

“The opponent Espana knights’ uniforms have five buttons. Let’s declare the winner as the one who detaches three of them first.”

“Agreed. But we’ll have to switch opponents after each button removal, won’t we?”

“Then, let’s do that.”

Once the agreement was made, Dietlinde and Lyushenne resumed their attack. Their whispered conversation was audible to us, and certainly to their opponents, Knights Muran and Dober. The two knights, feeling utterly insulted, were beside themselves with rage.

“Don’t look down on us, you brats! If we win, you’ll need some discipline. I’ll spank your butts with the flat of my sword.” Knight Dober threatened, brandishing his bastard sword, radiating pure anger.

“Then, if I win, I’ll take off your mask. You’re probably an ugly hag who can’t bear to be seen twice.” Knight Muran directed a sadistic gaze at Lyushenne.

9. The Sword Maidens and Glenda’s First Love

We paid a courtesy visit to Count Hans Ignot Von Iglewaas, seeking to meet his daughter, Lady Glenda Shanti Von Iglewaas, who seemed to have a problem. By circumstance, we ended up initiating a match to determine if she would be allowed to wear a dress befitting a noblewoman.

The Count Iglewaas family belongs to the military faction among the noble houses of the Espana Imperial Kingdom. Furthermore, Count Iglewaas himself is a brute, so his daughter Glenda was raised strictly to aim to become a female knight. She was made to wear men’s clothing that prioritized ease of movement, and her large breasts were reportedly always bound with bandages. While “a beautiful woman in male attire” might sound appealing, Glenda herself was a maiden in love with love. It was the buxom High Elf Dietlinde who, perhaps out of sympathy for Glenda, initiated the challenge, with Lyushenne, who possessed the bell-shaped explosive breasts synonymous with the Waiyar Princess, joining her. Perhaps they were venting their frustration at Glenda’s mediocre swordsmanship, which prevented her from dueling? Or was it sympathy for Glenda’s well-developed large breasts? At least they knew the pain of binding their breasts. Incidentally, Elise, whose flabby belly was cinched with a waist nipper, remained unresponsive. Perhaps she feared Freya and Shera would mock her if she reacted. Come to think of it, Elise also has large breasts, but maybe she never had the experience of binding them? As a rear guard mage, Elise likely had no need to hide her chest. Knights Muran and Dober, their opponents, were swordsmen of different types, but both appeared to be accomplished warriors. The “audience chamber,” which became the dueling arena, was spacious enough for them to fight at full strength. In particular, the morale of Knights Muran and Dober was high, having been directly nominated by their superior, Count Iglewaas. Meanwhile, the Espana soldiers who were not selected moved silently to the walls. Dietlinde and Lyushenne’s weapons were rapiers, masterpieces forged with the utmost care by Zwei. While they were not expected to fall behind, Knight Muran’s weapon was a knight’s sword, sturdier and longer than a rapier. Knight Dober’s weapon was a greatsword called a bastard sword. These were deadly weapons that could cause grave injury even with a glancing blow, and the disadvantage in weaponry was undeniable. While my healing magic could mend minor cuts, it couldn’t handle limb loss, so caution was required in the match. Furthermore, Dietlinde and Lyushenne were also aiming to determine superiority in swordsmanship between themselves. That is, they would win by detaching three buttons from their opponents’ uniforms, which had five buttons each. Hearing this, Knights Muran and Dober became enraged, intensifying their eagerness for the match. The current pairings were Dietlinde against Knight Dober, and Lyushenne against Knight Muran. They had also stated that they would switch opponents after stripping off the opponent’s button.

“Stripping the buttons off my knight’s uniform? You’re a girl with a screwed-up head, with too much nourishment going to your breasts.”

“I… I am not a girl with a screwed-up head.” Lyushenne attacked Knight Muran with elegant footwork, but he defended with a sweeping blow of his knight’s sword. However, her jiggling breasts, swaying with her agile movements, created a distracting effect. It was perhaps the curse of men, but they couldn’t help but let their eyes be drawn to her alluring movements. Knight Muran’s cheeks flushed, likely due to Lyushenne’s magnificent breast display. Lyushenne, despite concealing her beautiful face with a mask modeled after a Valkyrie, had Knight Muran in this state. Seeing her breasts sway, I too felt myself becoming captivated by Lyushenne’s charm. Knight Muran’s movements began to lack precision.

“Opening!” Finally, when a gap as thin as a strand of hair appeared, Lyushenne executed a well-aimed thrust and successfully detached the second button. Knight Muran, his second button gone, was dazed. As the second button flew through the air and fell to the floor, Lyushenne sheathed her rapier and stopped.

Meanwhile, Dietlinde’s match against Knight Dober had reached a stalemate, as it was difficult for her to break through the range of his bastard sword, which boasted an ironclad defense. On the other hand, it seemed difficult for Knight Dober to land an effective blow against Dietlinde, who was toying with him with light steps and tricky movements, like a “butterfly fluttering and a bee stinging.” However, the moment of precarious balance was about to break. The sound of Knight Muran’s second button, detached by Lyushenne, falling to the floor created an opening for Knight Dober.

“Incompetent! There is nothing my sword cannot cleave —!!!” With a battle cry, Dietlinde charged at Knight Dober and successfully detached the third button.

“You! Grrr!” Count Iglewaas, the witness, had veins pulsing at his temples, furious.

“What is this! To think that there were so many skilled rapier users in ‘Princess Harem’! And they don’t even mind their breast size! Lady Dietlinde, Lady Lyushenne… how wonderful they are! In contrast, I…” Unlike Count Iglewaas, Glenda praised the sword skills of Dietlinde and Lyushenne. However, she recalled the skills of the party members she had fought against and realized she had been toyed with, her expression turning sullen. She also seemed to be aware of her own lack of swordsmanship. Most surprisingly, they fought while naturally swaying their beautifully enlarged breast sacs.

“Should I run away to study under the elder sisters?” Glenda pouted, her cheeks puffed out, but her sulky “running away” plan was likely an escape from reality.

Turning her gaze back to the battle, Knight Muran’s fourth button and Knight Dober’s second button flew through the air. It seemed they were stripped off as the knights became flustered by Count Iglewaas’s furious aura. It was like Count Iglewaas scoring a magnificent own goal. Dietlinde and Lyushenne exchanged high-fives and attacked without a moment’s delay. Knights Muran and Dober, caught off guard and flustered, failed to display their true abilities and were defeated. Incidentally, the match between Dietlinde and Lyushenne ended in a draw.

“Father, both Lady Dietlinde and Lady Lyushenne have won. From now on, I can be in a girlish style, right? ♪”

“It can’t be helped… It’s a promise. But how pathetic of Knights Muran and Dober. They must be thoroughly retrained. Well, perhaps they were confused by the condition of not killing their opponents… By the way, Viscountess Rendle, you will be staying tonight, won’t you? My daughter also seems to have some business, so I shall entertain you.”

I had wanted to take my leave after the match, but as if by preordained harmony, we ended up staying at the former lord’s mansion. I can only hope that I won’t be attacked while sleeping, but I’m in a state of “tightening the helmet strap after victory.”

We arrived at the former lord’s mansion after tea time, and it was evening when the match ended. Count Iglewaas’s offer to have us stay at the mansion was understandable. Glenda’s request was also revealed to Count Iglewaas, and he planned to hear the details during dinner. In other words… Glenda had indirectly “poked the bush and stirred up the snake.” She had to explain to her father, the person she least wanted to hear from. Her pale face and downcast head were memorable. She undoubtedly didn’t want her father to know, but it was “too late.” Currently, we have moved to the guest rooms assigned to us and are resting. I, the only male, was shown to a room alone. It was a luxurious guest room for honored guests, and based on its interior design, it seemed to be equipped to prevent espionage. Glenda, who was depressed, had moved to the room assigned to them with Alicia. We were scheduled to meet in the grand hall where the banquet would be held. At the appointed time, I proceeded from my guest room to the grand hall. I was wearing formal attire of the highest order. Alicia had prepared it for me, and I felt nervous. This means the women’s attire was likely also quite something. I was already unable to swallow food. My stomach, or rather my internal organs, felt as though they were churning painfully. I arrived at the banquet hall in a state of mental exhaustion. The women were already seated, but their appearance had changed from before. Previously, they wore their sturdy adventurer clothes, but now they had changed into gorgeous evening dresses befitting their status. Their masks, previously modeled after Valkyries, were replaced with luxurious masks for a masquerade that concealed their eyes. The brilliant tiaras on their heads were exquisite pieces inlaid with real jewels. Furthermore, the necklines of their evening dresses were daringly cut, revealing their cleavage, and large portions of their backs were exposed, giving them a mature look. However, these evening dresses were formal attire usable at prestigious galas and complied with dress codes for royal banquets. In other words, they were outfits for princesses. Incidentally, the masks were changed because the ceremonial masks, modeled after the dignified expressions of Valkyries, covered their mouths, making it impossible to eat. With the princesses of royal and imperial lineage dressed in their full formal attire, the atmosphere in the grand hall became tense. Count Iglewaas, surrounded by these women of noble birth, had a twitching face. On the other hand, Glenda, showing her bare face, was also wearing an evening dress befitting a count’s daughter. It was likely that the evening dress was borrowed from the party members. She was wearing a wig of beautiful, vertically rolled blonde hair, but it was unavoidable as her own hair was still short. Glenda sat meekly, like a “borrowed cat,” with her cheeks puffed out. She was truly like a defendant in the dock. Nevertheless, the banquet began without incident. Appetizers were served, and the meal commenced in a solemn atmosphere. The women seemed perfectly prepared for combat. This atmosphere continued throughout the meal, and I was mentally exhausted. Surprisingly, Count Iglewaas seemed to be in the same state. As a member of the military faction, Count Iglewaas likely shone on the battlefield, but he might be ill-suited for a place like this, where schemes and plots swirled like a court. After the meal, Glenda was to present her matter for consultation. “I… I have fallen in love at first sight with a certain gentleman. That person is—” Glenda’s words took us by surprise. Count Iglewaas began to tremble as if afflicted with a fever, and as Glenda froze under the curious gazes of the party members, the person she was interested in caused the problem. His name was Francis Mijar de la Mainam, the second son of the Mainam baronetcy, a vassal of the Marquis Botoks family. In other words, the man Glenda admired was the son of an enemy Waiyar noble.

10. When a Maiden’s Secret Place Becomes Moist △
The banquet, held in an atmosphere as thin as ice, ended without incident, and Glenda revealed the content of her consultation… It was truly an unexpected bombshell. Glenda, the count’s daughter of the Espana nobility, had lost a sword fight to an enemy Waiyar noble, but he had spared her life and, moreover, she had fallen in love with him. The opponent’s name was Francis Mijar de la Mainam, the second son of the Mainam baronetcy, though a vassal of the Marquis Botoks family. According to the story, she had accidentally chosen Francis as her opponent in a match to gamble for free love, as promised to her father. She lost the match, but instead of her life, her heart was captured. Francis likely didn’t realize Glenda’s true identity. However, Glenda was drawn to Francis, who was stronger and more valiant than her. Or was he simply a fine young man to Glenda’s liking!? Love arrives suddenly and is difficult to control. Furthermore, as if by fate’s cruel trick, Francis belonged to the opposing faction, making it difficult for Glenda to tell Count Iglewaas.

“That insolent brat will be captured and executed!”

“Stop it! That’s uncouth. Count Iglewaas, you are unbecoming! I want this love to be fulfilled.” After Glenda’s shocking confession, Count Iglewaas, returning to his senses, flared up with determination to capture and execute Francis, who had “seduced” Glenda. However, Lyushenne rebuked him.

“You! How arrogant of you to speak like that as a commoner. This statement constitutes disrespect. Arrest him for lese-majeste—”

“Wait, Count Iglewaas. I don’t think Lady Lyushenne’s statement constitutes lese-majeste.” Alicia was the one who intervened, stopping Count Iglewaas as he rose to point at Lyushenne.

“As the provisional governor, I am the law here. Lady Rendle’s statement is an abuse of authority!”

“Is that so… It can’t be helped. Please look at this document.”

“W-What is this! Princess Elizabeth’s… autograph… full authority to act…?”

“Yes. I am also granted the authority to dismiss Count Iglewaas from his position as provisional governor. And what I am about to say must not be spoken of elsewhere. Before that, please dismiss everyone.” Then, following Alicia’s instructions, everyone was dismissed, and the thoughts of Princess Elizabeth were expounded upon, along with the self-introductions of the sisters. For Count Iglewaas, this was like a bolt from the blue.

“N-No! You mean you are a princess of Waiyar!? We were told that our forces had annihilated the direct imperial family…”

“Yes, I am Lyushenne Silveria Wahl, the Fourth Princess.” Lyushenne, removing her mask and revealing her name, smiled. Count Iglewaas and his daughter Glenda froze in astonishment. However, faced with such rare beauty, there was no doubt that she was the beautiful lady known as the “Ice and Flame Beauty.” Furthermore, as the party members introduced themselves one after another, the formidable-looking Count Iglewaas’s eyes welled up with tears. In contrast, Glenda, who saw a possibility of her first love being fulfilled, seemed to be crying tears of joy. Later, Lyushenne presented choices regarding their future. If Lyushenne was to ascend the throne as empress of the New Waiyar Empire, there was the path of returning to the Espana Imperial Kingdom and becoming a Magisterial Noble again, or the path of becoming a noble of the New Waiyar Empire. Count Iglewaas’s response was only to retain his noncommittal stance with a pained expression. As a result, we ended up staying as honored guests, but late at night, there was a knock on the door of my guest room.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

“Who could it be at this late hour!?”

“It’s Alicia. I have something to consult with Hal about.” The unexpected visitor was Alicia. However, when I opened the door, Alicia was accompanied by Glenda and Eria. Incidentally, I sensed presences hiding around the corner of the hallway. They were likely the party members of “Princess Harem.”

“So, what is this consultation about!?”

“It’s about Glenda. Glenda was raised as a beautiful woman in male attire, or rather, as a knight, so she has no knowledge of being a noblewoman. Especially her emotional capacity with the opposite sex is completely lacking. But her body is that of a captivating young woman of marriageable age, isn’t it? So, with Eria’s slight assistance, I tried to develop her body… but Glenda’s hymen is broken, and she can’t shed the ‘Scar of Bloodstain’ upon losing her virginity. So, I want you to regenerate her hymen with Hal’s healing magic. Also, while you’re at it, please embrace her and encourage her to realize she’s a girl. After all, Hal’s penis is the ‘Lucky Penis’ officially recognized by the gods…” Alicia explained more volubly than usual. Thinking about it for a moment, something occurred to me. Alicia was born as a viscount’s daughter, but due to her father, she not only failed to debut in society but was eventually sold as a Level 2 slave. Perhaps Alicia, with such a past, felt something for Glenda, who hadn’t been treated as a girl.

After saying what she wanted to say, Alicia departed. Only I, Glenda, and Eria remained. In truth, Eria also seemed to make a move to leave when Alicia did, but Glenda stopped her. Glenda, who had been undergoing sensuality development by Eria earlier, seemed to have found the experience extremely embarrassing. Eria, who had performed such embarrassing caresses, might be clinging to any hope before the main event (sex) with me. As for Glenda, her knight’s armor was completely shed, and she had become a cute girl. Was this the result of Eria’s guidance… In this situation, I, as a male, really didn’t want to be handling female bodies. Therefore, Eria pleaded with me, saying she couldn’t bear to subject me to such embarrassing experiences, and it was arranged that Eria would handle the petting until Glenda reached orgasm, and then my penis would be inserted into Glenda’s vagina, which had become aroused.
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