The Plum Blossom Swordsman Reincarnated into a Count's Family
Yuria, Elena, and I returned to our temporary lodging—a two-story house the elder had provided for us. The moment we got back, the three of us headed straight into the bath together. Elena tried to refuse, but I insisted and pulled her in with us. Maybe because the three of us had already had sex, she seemed to have loosened up a little.
Soaking in the warm water, I let my thoughts drift.
The watchers are gone, so tonight we go for a real threesome. …Should I call Elnoa over too and make it a foursome? Not a bad idea.
I was grinning to myself when a sigh cut through the steam. It was Elena.
“Haaah.”
“Why the sigh?”
“I keep thinking about what just happened. That was… far too lewd. Guilt is rising in me…. If word ever spreads that the Duke of Valdert was actually a filthy slut… it would be a nightmare.”
Elena’s face had gone bright red. I’d thought she was drunk after downing that glass of wine in one shot before getting in the bath, but it was pure embarrassment.
“It’s another world. What’s there to worry about?”
“…True. It is another world. That’s why I let my guard down. Even if I die here, I don’t actually die.”
As a summoned being, death would only reverse-summon her. And the Valdert family she fretted over didn’t even exist in this world.
“Just enjoy it. Enjoy yourself.”
I reached out and wrapped an arm around Elena’s waist. She hesitated, as if debating whether to slap my hand away, then finally gave up and stayed still.
“Fine. I surrender. I’ll enjoy it. Eugene… if I fought you for possession because I wanted you…. Exclusive ownership was never realistic from the start. I’ll compromise to a degree. You’re the kind of man worth compromising for.”
“Trying to monopolize me…. That’s impossible. Instead, I’ll monopolize you.”
“You’re saying it gently, but you do realize that’s a garbage statement, right?”
I shrugged at her words. No matter what she said, I had no intention of backing down. I would do whatever I felt like.
“…The problem is that you’re a pretty piece of trash who makes my heart move. …Thinking about it, I might love you more than you love me.”
“Fallen head over heels for my charm, have you? Well, once a woman tastes my cock, there’s no way her heart—”
“Aaagh!”
Elena clamped down hard on my cock. The force was so immense I thought it might burst. I trembled in agony and had to apologize to her more than ten times.
Then Elena’s gaze shifted to Yuria. Yuria sat quietly with her eyes closed, leaning against the wall of the tub.
“Yuria. Are you truly uninterested? Or are you only pretending to be?”
Yuria opened her eyes.
“…What answer does Lady Elena wish to hear from me?”
“Don’t hide behind the excuse of lost memories. Even without them, you are still you. How do you feel about Eugene and me?”
“Lady Elena. My husband and I… will be married soon. Once I pass the relic’s trial… I’ll regain my memories and grow stronger, and my husband will marry me just as he promised. It will be my first marriage.”
Yuria emphasized the word marriage.
I hadn’t forgotten that promise. The moment Yuria reached the realm of Grand Master, I had agreed to marry her.
While Yuria smiled with easy composure, Elena wore a bitter smile.
“So that’s the reason for your composure. But don’t grow too arrogant. Just because you’re ahead now doesn’t mean you’ll stay ahead until the end.”
“Yes. I’m sure you’re right. Thank you for the advice.”
Yuria smiled—a beautiful smile. Elena clicked her tongue hard enough for the entire bathroom to ring with the sound.
“…Still, calling him ‘husband’ when you haven’t even married yet is a bit much, isn’t it?”
“It’s fine. Marriage is already as good as decided. We promised each other, after all.”
Elena hadn’t even recovered her principal. Veins stood out on her neck.
“…I looked into this ‘Grand Master’ realm. It’s the kind of level that only appears in legends. There isn’t a single Grand Master on this continent right now. Are you truly declaring that you will reach it?”
“Yes. I can do it. The reason is that my husband believes I can. Even if I’m not enough alone… if my husband helps me, it should be possible.”
“Tsk.”
I, who knew Yuria’s talent better than anyone, could declare it with certainty. She would reach the realm of Grand Master. Even without my help, it would take time, but she would get there.
Yuria’s talent is on an incomprehensible level. Not just Grand Master—she’ll reach the realm of Grand Archmage. If she had only trained in swordsmanship without learning magic… she might already have become a Grand Master.
Yuria moved. She came to my right side and wrapped my arm in her embrace. The pressure of her full breasts transmitted through my forearm. When our eyes met, she beamed.
“I love you, husband.”
Peck. Yuria kissed my cheek.
“Yeah. I love you too.”
I pulled my right arm free from her hold, gripped her shoulder, and drew her into my arms.
“Wait! Why are the two of you flirting by yourselves? Don’t forget I’m right here!”
“…….”
I fixed Elena with a steady look and applied silent pressure. I even opened my left arm for her. Elena’s face turned redder than it ever had before.
She looked back and forth between Yuria and me, bit her lip, and finally approached. She nestled herself into my left side of her own accord.
“I-I love you. Eugene.”
“I love you too.”
There was no kiss, but I was satisfied. When we were alone it was one thing, but Elena had pushed herself this far even with Yuria watching. That effort was admirable. I pulled her back into my embrace as well. Holding both of them in the warm water felt like heaven.
My cock seemed to agree, bobbing and thrashing underwater. It looked like a majestic sperm whale swimming through the depths.
Hurry up and become night already!
The night I had been waiting for finally arrived. I had already planned to thoroughly enjoy a threesome with Yuria and Elena until morning.
First I’ll have them give me a double blowjob. Elena will protest, but if I throw a tantrum it’ll be fine.
I swapped the small bed for a large one. Now all that remained was for the two of them to come into the room.
But the village was somehow noisy. The murmur of voices and the rapid sound of footsteps grated on my nerves.
Why the sudden bullshit? Did they forget they’re under quarantine because of the plague? Has the whole place gone crazy?
Tonight was important. It was the night of the threesome with Yuria and Elena. Sure, we’d had a threesome during the day… but that had been more of a taste. It barely even counted as a threesome. It felt less like having sex together and more like having sex separately in the same space.
If they’re making a fuss over nothing… I’m going to give them a serious piece of my mind.
To check what was going on, I opened the wooden window and looked outside. Elves—armed elf soldiers—were running around. The Guardian Corps. The elves didn’t call them a security force; they called them the Guardian Corps.
…Has the Bitrasse army launched a raid?
At this point even I grew serious.
Either way, the threesome is off for tonight.
Irritated, I got dressed. When I stepped out of the room, Yuria and Elena were already there. Given how noisy it was outside, that was only natural.
“Where’s Elnoa?”
“Elnoa went out to check the situation. She said she’d be right back.”
Yuria answered. I sat on the sofa. No matter what, we were guests of Belyac Village. Moving around carelessly at a time like this wouldn’t look good.
Bang!
The door flew open and Elnoa rushed in.
“It’s a disaster! Corpses! Plague-infected corpses are attacking the village!”
Elnoa’s words came out in a rush. Her face was soaked with sweat, and her pupils trembled with anxiety.
“…Plague zombies?”
“Th-they’re not undead!”
“Not undead, yet plague-infected corpses are moving?”
“Yes! The whole village is under attack from every direction and we’re short-handed! Master! Please help!”
“Are we strangers? Of course we’ll help.”
Having my threesome interrupted was a shame, but this was also a chance to put Belyac Village in my debt.
The elves are going to become my slaves. I can’t afford to lose them here.
I charged outside with the women. After scanning the surroundings, I ran toward a direction where the Guardian Corps was absent.
From the darkness between the trees, plague corpses burst forth. There wasn’t just one or two. Men, women, children, the elderly—all of them charged with grotesque movements.
Different from the previous plague corpses. Those had pale skin with black spots… these ones have black skin. Almost no white left.
Then why call them plague corpses? The reason was simple. There were elf corpses among them. The elves had recognized those who had died from the plague.
I don’t know the details, but they’re definitely not undead. The movements aren’t undead. This is more like… the stiff motion of puppets.
I hurled lightning from my grip at the corpses. Lightning flashed and swept through their bodies. The corpses didn’t even flinch.
Then the ground beneath the corpses writhed, and something pitch-black surged upward. Yuria’s shadow magic. The rising shadows transformed into blades and cleanly sliced the corpses. The corpses didn’t even try to dodge.
Bang! Boom! Bang!
The corpses exploded, and black smoke billowed in every direction.
Elena waved her hand. Wind rose and drove the black smoke away.
“It’s the plague. I don’t know who the culprit is… but it seems they’ve decided to openly spread the plague through this village.”
Elena’s expression hardened. She set fire to another corpse. The body of the burning corpse swelled, then burst with a bang. Black smoke—plague—scattered everywhere. Even driving it off with wind had its limits.
Crack!
Something shattered. I turned my head. It was a magic stone attached to a tree.
…That magic stone was maintaining the purification runes Yuria installed…. If it’s been smashed, that means this village is already contaminated by the plague.
The situation was the worst possible.
“How about subduing the corpses instead of destroying them? When they burst, the plague spreads.”
“Pointless. When I set them on fire, their bodies swelled and exploded. That means they have a self-destruct function. If we leave them alone, the elves will die at those corpses’ hands. We deal with the corpses first and worry about the plague later.”
I drew my sword and charged at the corpses. With Complete Recovery, I had no fear of the plague. Elnoa summoned a high-ranking fire spirit and fought, while Yuria used shadow magic to join the battle. Elena stood with her arms crossed and watched.
We didn’t stay in one place. We moved through the village, cutting down corpses as we went.
Eventually we reached the center of the village. There we found Guardian Corps elves collapsed on the ground. They were Expert-level fighters, all still alive, but the plague had left them unable to control their bodies. Black spots were multiplying in real time across their pure white skin.
“Captain Jegner!”
Elnoa cried out in horror. Even Jegner, an Aura Master, had fallen to the plague and lay with his face pressed into the dirt.
“You vile thing…!!”
Verica screamed and swung her staff. Stone pillars erupted from the ground, refined spears of fire shot into the sky, and high-heat lasers lit up the surroundings as they fired. Their target was a woman flying through the air.
“Kahaha. That won’t work on me.”
She leisurely dodged Verica’s attacks, her dress fluttering.
Noble pure-white skin, platinum hair, and H-cup breasts that even a lavish dress couldn’t hide.
The moment I saw her, I remembered. We had crossed paths long ago.
…I should have thought of her the second I heard ‘plague’….
The noble who had contracted with the Plague Demon.
Bella Hwutris.
And she was a member of the demon-worshipping organization, Pantheum.
“You fool! That arrogance of yours will tear you to shreds!”
Verica roared in fury. It wasn’t just words. Her mana overturned the sky and became a single storm.
Kiiiiiiiiiiiii.
An ear-splitting, unpleasant sound came from the heavens. It was the scream of the wind. To see the invisible wind, I activated Heaven Eye.
Heaven Eye