Chapter 423
Chapter 423
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 423
Chapter Title: Reincarnated as the Plum Blossom Sword Master in a Count's Family
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Two ships floated side by side on the sea.
One was the ship I had been using with the maids, and the other belonged to the Red Flying Fish Pirates.
Yuria boarded the Red Flying Fish pirate ship.
Even though she simply stood on the deck without doing anything, the pirates grew tense. Fear was evident in their eyes. Some trembled so badly they collapsed to the deck.
Dairan, an Aura Expert, and Gula, a mid-level mage, were both stiff and drenched in cold sweat. They knew Yuria could wipe out the entire Red Flying Fish Pirates in under a minute by herself.
"Yuria. Fifty billion."
"Yes, Master."
Yuria's shadow writhed like slime, and massive money pouches began rising from it.
Each pouch contained five billion, for a total of ten pouches.
Even with Yuria right in front of them, greed crept into the pirates' eyes. It was a clear sign of why they turned to piracy in the first place.
"Dairan. This is the fifty billion we agreed on at dawn today."
"...Let me check."
Dairan walked up to Yuria with heavy steps and opened one of the pouches to inspect the contents. Each one was filled to the brim with gold coins.
"Hah. It's been a while since I smelled this much gold. Would've been even better if I were free."
Dairan retied the pouch. She ordered her subordinates to move the money to the captain's cabin.
The pirates carried the pouches away, their faces flushed with greed.
"Don't you worry your subordinates might skim some off the top? You sure trust them."
"They're my subordinates, so of course I trust them. Besides, how do you run away in the open sea?"
Fair point. Jumping into the ocean with gold would be suicide. And as an Aura Expert, rebellion against her was unlikely.
"Dairan. Your turn now."
"Don't worry. I keep my deals solid. Your goal is to wipe out the Pirate Alliance executives, right? I'll help."
"Reliable. So, what's the plan for wiping them out?"
"I've got one ready. But I need your help. It won't work without your full cooperation. If you can't do it, say so now. No whining halfway through."
"What's the plan?"
"Follow me to the captain's cabin."
We sat facing each other across the table with the sea chart in the captain's cabin. Me, Yuria, Dairan, and Gula. Four of us total.
I glanced at Gula. She flinched and looked down. It wasn't just simple fear of me.
"Look at the chart."
"Nicely drawn. Hard to come by charts this good."
"Drew it myself. Too many crooks out there to trust anyone else's. See the blue marks? Those are the Pirate Alliance's strongholds."
Four islands and seven villages along the continent's edge. Eleven bases in total.
It matched what I'd predicted, so no surprise. The islands were true pirate strongholds, and the villages were likely supply points.
"There are red and black marks too. What's that?"
"Red is monster danger zones. Avoid them no matter how urgent. Black is the executives' territories."
Dairan pouted her thick lips. She was part of the alliance but clearly didn't like it.
"Those bastards act like they own the sea. Trespass and they'll attack you, alliance member or not. Either sneak by or pay tolls."
"Hmm. Hunt them down one by one?"
"Wipe them out in one go, you said? Why do something that insane? If you go after them like that, the pirates scatter everywhere. The sea's too open—you could chase them forever."
"Just spitballing. So, what's your plan to wipe them out?"
It wasn't really spitballing, but she was right—they'd likely flee.
"The executives are scattered most of the time, sticking to their territories. To wipe them out, gather them in one spot."
"How?"
From what I knew, they weren't the type to come when called.
"Three ways to get alliance executives together."
"Three?"
"First: alliance crisis. If the kingdom declares a pirate purge, they'll meet to plan countermeasures."
"Impossible. The kingdom doesn't care about the sea. Plenty think they can just use land routes if sea lanes close."
I had Aiden, prince of Rapelli Kingdom, as my puppet. But I couldn't order a purge through him. Even if he were king, nobles would block it.
"Second: summons. If the alliance boss, Black Shark, calls a muster, they're supposed to show. Problem is, no reason for Black Shark to call one, and executives who mock him won't come anyway."
"Rumors say Black Shark's the Pirate King. Some king—zero authority."
"Last: new executive. If I become one, they all gather. Perfect chance to wipe them out."
"You can become an executive?"
"I've greased palms across the alliance. If I'd drowned you at sea, I'd be a new executive by now."
"Ah. So that's where you need my help—making you an executive."
"Right. Luckily, other alliance pirates got wiped by your monster maid, and that info's under wraps. Play dead for me? About two weeks?"
"No."
Yuria cut in flatly.
"Rumors of Master's death would throw the territory into chaos. Above all, Young Master Zent would act. Worst case, he gets named official heir."
"Hear that?"
Dairan's expression didn't change. She'd expected the refusal.
"If you're ditching open seas for mountains, can't be helped. No faking death then. Instead, head home, suffer heavy losses, declare the purge over officially. Awkward for the alliance, but I've prepped bribes—money'll smooth it."
Yuria stayed silent. It wouldn't harm me in the end.
The stigma of pirate defeat stung, but my achievements so far were solid. Later, after wiping the alliance for the plan, claim the purge done. No one would ignore my feats then.
Dairan laid out the plan smoothly. Honestly, I zoned out on details, playing with Yuria's ass out of boredom.
'Got the gist. Yuria's not objecting, so it's solid. Looks good to me too.'
I wanted Dairan. Pretty, Aura Expert skills, sharp mind, killer body. Perfect for my cock house.
My grip tightened.
"Eut..."
Yuria's body shook slightly. My index finger had slipped into her asshole.
"..."
Dairan and Gula's eyes turned to Yuria. She kept a straight face, pretending nothing. My hand stayed under her skirt, toying with her plump ass. Never got old.
Dairan caught on, face twisting in disgust. Her glare held contempt for me.
"If it goes to plan, wipeout chance comes. With your Aura Master maid, it'll be easy. One question—can I ask?"
The question was for Yuria, not me. I nodded, and she answered.
"Yes."
"Why's an Aura Master like you playing maid? Blackmail?"
"Master wishes it."
"...Yeah, got it. Master and servant both crazy. Meeting's over. Two weeks, rocky area."
"Hold up. Can't trust you. You grab the fifty billion and bolt to the other continent, can't catch you. I'll stay on this ship, watch you."
"On my ship? Joke? I even took poison."
"Your crew didn't."
Bluntly, her suicide freed the Red Flying Fish Pirates. Sacrifice one for dozens to split fifty billion and vanish inland—untraceable.
"Our job's dangerous. No spare to babysit."
"Look like I need a nanny? Just lend a cabin. Bringing one guard."
"...That maid? Hell of a passenger."
"No. Yuria tows the ship back to the city."
Only Yuria among maids could sail properly. She knew, so no complaints.
"Behave on my ship. Think I'll just quake before death? Wouldn't be pirate if scared."
Dairan glared a warning.
I nodded vaguely. Planned to behave, but my "behave" might differ from hers.
"No trouble or sabotage. Smashing the alliance matters to me too."
???
Yuria towed the ship away.
Not fully leaving—I'd arranged her return.
"She's really gone. Lived pirate a bit, but didn't expect real pirate ship life."
Melissa muttered, boarding as my guard. Her eyes distant.
"Miss the mansion..."
"Why shoulders slumped? Not stuck at sea forever—cheer up."
To comfort, I grabbed and kneaded her breasts. The massive tits overflowed my palm, reshaping.
"Ha-eut..."
"Rest in the cabin. Think extended vacation."
"Can't slack on guard duty. Not that dumb. If negligent and something happens to Master..."
Melissa swallowed dryly. Curious, I pressed.
"Happens to me?"
"Head maid kills me, shows hell, revives me."
"Haha. Even Yuria can't do that."
"...Master doesn't know how scary she is. Only Master doesn't."
Imagining something, Melissa shuddered.
'If Melissa's this spooked... Yuria's got the maids tight. Knew it, but yeah—Yuria.'
The ship vanished.
We stood idle on deck, but the mood chilled. Pirates wary of us. Natural.
"Cabin first? Deck just burns backs."
"I know your game. Cabin to hug me."
"Busted."
Squeezed her tits like milking a cow, entered assigned cabin. Former storage, but Yuria cleaned, furnished luxuriously before leaving. Livable.
Threw Melissa on bed, stripped. Door opened—Gula entered.
Gula startled at my nudity, fixed eyes on my face.
"What sudden? Something to say?"
"T-to watch if you scheme."
"Dairan send you? Doubt it."
Gula'd been raped by me before. Unless Dairan tormenting her, no send.
"My call. Leaving dangerous guy unsupervised's insane."
"Your call? Ho."
Grabbed Gula's shoulder, tossed toward bed.
"Kyaaak!"
Melissa pinned Gula from behind, bound her arms. Deftly stripped her.