Chapter 158: My Daughter... Is Moaning While Being Impaled by That?
Chapter 158: My Daughter... Is Moaning While Being Impaled by That?
6.9.
Origin: Unknown. Family: Unknown.
Estimated age: Early twenties.
Status: Untouchable Commoner.
Current residence: St. Fellatio Girls' Academy.
A large portrait depicting 6.9’s appearance was unfurled before the men.
"This man... is currently roaming the Girls' Academy at his leisure, treating our daughters like his playthings."
At Count Esparte’s words, the noblemen swallowed hard, their throats tight with suppressed emotion.
Among them, some clenched their fists in fury, while others ground their teeth.
"Our daughters have lost their purity to a commoner brat who crawled out from who-knows-where."
A noblewoman's purity is paramount. In this era, it was common sense that a maiden’s virginity be verified before marriage. To have it stolen by a mere untouchable commoner was, naturally, an outrage.
One man raised his hand.
"Is the bastard going around committing rape?"
He seemed poorly informed about the situation.
Since these noble fathers rarely conversed with their daughters, it was only natural they didn't know the full story. Besides, it wasn't as if their daughters would tell them the truth anyway.
"If it were rape, it would actually be a relief. We could simply seize him and take his head."
"Then..."
"Our daughters have fallen for his wicked seduction. That is the grave problem."
As Count Esparte spoke with a heavy sigh, the other nobles groaned in dismay.
"Ugh..."
"How could this be?"
"My daughter was seduced by a man like that?"
This was the very reason why even these powerful noble fathers found it difficult to handle the matter.
Their daughters were completely enchanted by this man.
A portly man who had been listening silently from the corner, Duke Catria, raised his hand.
"I heard the story from my daughter, Anna. We had a very serious talk."
"Duke Catria?"
"Even the daughter of such a wealthy house..."
Though Duke Catria hailed from a rural estate, he was a lord who possessed an enormous amount of land.
Befitting his title of Duke, his wealth and political influence overwhelmed most of the capital's nobility.
Even such a man covered his face, speaking in a voice thick with pain.
"A while ago, I told my daughter to go on a blind date. Later, I casually asked her how things were progressing. And yet..."
"What happened?"
"Forget the blind date. She called that 6.9 fellow 'Lord Commoner' and insisted she would only go on a date with him!"
"What?"
"Good heavens."
A date? A formal courtship meeting?
Such things were reserved for nobles. Bringing a commoner to a formal matchmaking session was nothing short of a deliberate insult. It was practically a declaration of war between families.
"I couldn't understand why my sweet daughter was acting like that, but I eventually found out the reason. My daughter is carrying that bastard's child in her womb...!"
"Wh-what...?"
"Pregnant? Lady Anna is?"
"Ahem, cough..."
At Duke Catria’s cry of despair, all the noblemen trembled in unison.
However, only a few were actually sharing his rage.
Most of the noblemen were busy imagining Anna—a young lady famous for her large breasts—being violated and impregnated by a mere commoner.
The mental image was incredibly lewd. It was enough to make the noblemen's members stir.
However, since they were all fellow victims, they carefully hid their erections and spoke up.
"S-still, can't this be resolved somehow? If the power of the Ducal House of Catria were used..."
"I wanted to do that too."
With the wealth of the House of Catria, making a single person disappear in an oak barrel was child's play.
So why was it impossible?
"But my daughter said that if I touched 'Lord Commoner,' she would kill herself."
"...Lady Anna said that?"
"It was the first time I'd ever heard my daughter speak like that. Her resolve was so firm that I was left speechless."
"Good grief..."
Lady Anna was known for being a gentle and refined young lady.
For her to mention suicide while defending a commoner...
A few nobles whispered among themselves.
"Just how obsessed with a man do you have to be to act like that?"
"She must have completely lost her mind. They say when young women fall in love, they become blind to everything else."
"It's simply unbelievable."
Even though they knew they were in a similar predicament, it was a characteristic of nobles that they couldn't stop gossiping.
"Even so, wouldn't it have been better to take action? Even without Lady Anna's consent, if you just did it and made it look like an accident..."
"Why do you think I haven't thought of that!"
Duke Catria clenched his fists. He slammed his fist down onto his chair with a thud.
Tears were already streaming down his face.
"I've tried everything! I tried persuasion, I tried threats! I sent spies and assassins behind my daughter's back... but they all failed every single time!"
"...They failed? The assassins hired by the House of Catria?"
"What choice did I have? The Ministry of Internal Affairs is guarding his surroundings!"
Duke Catria slammed his fist down repeatedly as if overwhelmed by the injustice.
Everyone understood what that meant.
Imperial Princess Serna was currently by 6.9's side. If the Princess was there, her security detail from the Ministry of Internal Affairs was naturally there as well.
No matter how skilled an assassin might be, breaking through the Ministry's guard to kill 6.9 was impossible. If that were possible, it would mean the Princess herself wasn't safe.
"In the end, my daughter left for the Academy without my knowledge...! She packed all her bags! By now, she's probably screwing around with that bastard...!"
Duke Catria wailed loudly in his seat.
How could he bear the thought of his daughter being stuck with such a strange man?
Of course, the other nobles—whose daughters weren't the ones in question—were getting hard again, imagining Anna being taken by the commoner.
The grievance meeting continued.
One man complained that his daughter had also been impregnated by the bastard and had run away from home.
Another said he had written a letter asking his daughter if she had been victimized by 6.9, only to receive a furious reply telling him not to insult 'Lord' 6.9.
There was a daughter who got caught smuggling high-end lingerie to impress 6.9.
There was even a noble who had lost both his daughter and his wife to the man.
After listening quietly to the long-winded complaints, another noble raised his hand.
"This is strange."
"What do you mean?"
"No, isn't it odd? Did that 6.9 fellow learn some kind of charm magic? What on earth did he do to enchant everyone from the Imperial Princess to our daughters?"
"You've hit the nail on the head."
"I'm curious about that as well."
The noblemen asked the same question in unison.
Common sense couldn't explain it.
Noble ladies were fundamentally prideful and had discerning tastes in men.
While there was no guarantee they wouldn't be seduced by a Casanova-type, it was only normal for them to fall for a fellow noble or at least someone handsome.
But looking at him, wasn't this 6.9 guy just a physical monster?
He had no wealth, no status, and not even a proper job.
He was a man who didn't have a single quality that would appeal to a commoner woman, let alone a noble lady.
How exactly did such a man seduce so many young ladies?
"Mmm... actually, I intended to mention this before discussing his weakness."
It was Count Esparte who answered.
"Please look at this."
When the Count snapped his fingers, servants entered carrying something.
"Wh-what is that?"
"Is that... a model?"
It was a model. In the shape of a man.
"This is... a model my daughter ordered, modeled after him."
Count Esparte spoke in a dejected voice.
Everyone seemed to understand why he sounded so miserable.
Because there was a glaringly obvious reason that caught everyone's eye immediately.
"Wh... what on earth is that?"
"You're saying that's a human's... tool?"
"This is absurd...!"
"Ha... haha..."
Everyone was left speechless.
And for good reason—right in the center of the male model, an insanely massive penis was thrusting high toward the sky.
A cock as thick as a man's forearm was firmly attached to the body.
"This is the secret to how he was able to seduce so many noble daughters."
"He... he's out of his mind!"
"Wh-what is that thing? Is he a horse? A stallion? Is he some kind of centaur? If not, that size is impossible!"
"My daughter... is moaning while being impaled by that?"
The nobles broke into a cold sweat simultaneously.
Some had already heard rumors that 6.9's cock was large, but even they were busy being shocked.
Hearing that it was large was one thing, but seeing the actual shape before their eyes was on a completely different level.
At the same time, every father imagined it.
The image of his own daughter fawning over him while being impaled by that massive cock.
"Ugh...!"
"Kh...!"
"You bastard, 6.9...!"
As fathers, they couldn't stand it. They wanted to kill the man right this instant.
They wanted to cast off their masks of nobility, chase him down, and beat him to death with their own hands.
Their rage stemmed from the violation of their daughters, but also...
They were afraid.
Imagining him flaunting his overwhelming male majesty while toyed with other noble ladies with that cock, they simply couldn't sit still.
"What... what is his weakness! Tell us, quickly!"
"If we just have a weakness, we can definitely kill him!"
The nobles pressed him.
Their fury was now unstoppable.
Count Esparte scanned the faces of the nobles and asked.
"...Can you really handle it?"
"Of course!"
"If only we can kill him!"
"Very well."
Count Esparte took a deep breath and spoke.
"His weakness is that he cannot get an erection for any woman below the rank of commoner."
For a moment, the entire room of noblemen fell silent, as if cold water had been poured over them.
Everyone doubted their own ears.
"...What?"
"Didn't you hear me? He doesn't get hard for commoners or those below. He only gets an erection for noblewomen. This is a verified fact I heard through commoner maids. They said that no matter how beautiful the maid was, he couldn't get his cock to stand when faced with a commoner."
...Is there really such a thing?
The noblemen couldn't fully wrap their heads around Count Esparte's words.
It was bizarre. Getting hard only for nobles.
But Count Esparte insisted he had verified the fact multiple times.
He even went as far as to stake his honor on its truth.
At this point, they had no choice but to believe him.
"If... if that's his weakness... how on earth can we counter him?"
"Didn't you hear? I said he doesn't get hard for commoners. To put it simply..."
Count Esparte took a long, deep breath before speaking.
"If we all cease to be nobles, he will no longer be able to violate our daughters. Then, everything will be neatly resolved."
At the Count's words, everyone began to glance at one another.
*
"...And that is likely the best solution they can come up with."
Serna explained to me with an air of certainty.
I replied, feeling a bit dumbfounded.
"Hmm... I feel like there are a few more ways? Like just locking me up, or exiling me. Or killing me. Wouldn't that be more convenient, logically speaking?"
"We are making 'preparations' to ensure they can't do that."
"The 'impregnate everyone' thing?"
"Of course. If a sufficient number of noble ladies become pregnant... including the Emperor and the Princess... the scales of power will tilt. In that case, traitors who try to maintain their power by selling off their daughters are bound to emerge."
"Ho-oh."
It sounded plausible.
"To nobles, their daughters are merely tools for political marriages anyway. Their only grievances are that the rank of their daughters' partner isn't to their liking and that things didn't go according to their desired plan. If those conditions are met, they have no reason to object."
"Which means?"
Serna stared at me intently, then took the tiara she was wearing and placed it on my head.
"Become the Shadow Ruler of this country, Lord Commoner."