Chapter 50: If You Make Others Cry, You’ll Shed Tears of Blood (1)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 50: If You Make Others Cry, You’ll Shed Tears of Blood (1)
The strongest warrior in the Empire, the Sword Saint.
The Emperor’s sword and a core figure of the military, the Imperial Knight Commander.
And finally, the head of the Clausewitz family—a literal factory for human weapons.
I had willingly accepted such a man as my enemy.
In order to... well, to put it bluntly, to fuck Natalia as I pleased—no, no, to truly love one another—I had to get her out of that cage.
And I would do it in a way that made Loengram shed tears of blood.
By utterly crushing the cage known as a 'family' that had imprisoned Natalia her entire life.
"This is difficult..."
"Mmm, five hundred years ago, I would have just killed anyone I didn't like..."
I was perfectly fine, but groans of concern leaked from Sitri and Helena, who were nestled in my arms.
True, Loengram was a formidable foe.
The Emperor was, without question, the greatest and most powerful man in the Empire. And the Imperial Knight Commander was a powerhouse in the military, personally recognized by the Emperor as his own sword.
His power was so great that he wasn't even granted a formal title of nobility to prevent him from becoming too powerful, yet his standing in the order of precedence was comparable to that of a Margrave or the Chancellor.
"But he isn't an enemy that can't be toppled."
"Do you have a plan, Young Master?"
"Don't keep it to yourself; let me read your thoughts! It is frustrating!"
As if eager to hear my plan right this moment, Helena began to softly lick my right ear. Of course, Sitri latched onto my left.
Thanks to them, my blood began to boil, sending shivers down my spine... but I held it in and spoke.
"Kh... that feels good."
"Haah... Young Master, please tell us..."
"I cannot bear the curiosity..."
"Hahaha."
I could feel Helena and Sitri already growing damp beneath my hands. Teasing the two women further with subtle touches, I finally brought up the story my women were dying to hear.
"I've mentioned it a few times before, but what do you think is the situation nobles hate and fear the most?"
"Hahng... I wonder...? A threat to their lives...?"
"Everyone feels that way, Teacher. Sitri, what about you?"
"Nng... let's see... losing all their power...?"
"Not quite, but close. The answer is being humiliated."
In truth, who doesn't fear being humiliated?
However, I still vividly remembered my past life. For instance, the memories of chairmen of giant conglomerates, high-ranking congressmen, or former presidents being summoned before the prosecutor's office.
The press would swarm those suspects like a cloud of hornets, and the suspects would be busy scurrying away in shame.
"So, do you intend to make it so the Knight Commander can never show his face in public again?"
"Half-right again, Sitri."
"Then... who else are you planning to shame...?"
"Haha, are you curious, Teacher?"
"Yes..."
I naturally guided Helena to lie face down, exposing her most private area to me. Now... I'll start by inserting one finger.
"Hup... Yo-Young Master..."
"Oh, it's clean. I see you've been keeping it tidy since then?"
"Yes... so that the Young Master can enjoy it whenever he wishes..."
"Hahaha, thank you."
"Hah-euk... Young Ma-aster..."
Helena wiggled her hips, pleading with me to tell her who I was going to shame. Of course, I thoroughly drenched Helena's back hole and my cock with the love juice that was leaking out.
No matter how rushed we were, things had to be done right. Doing it dry only causes pain for everyone.
"Ugh...! Speak already! How long do you plan to just play with Helena's ass!"
"Don't be so impatient, I'll show your ass some love too, Sitri. Come on, present yours as well."
"Hyah-eut?!"
Since the preparations were complete, I thrust into Helena's back hole, which was pulsing and drenched. As always... today, Helena squeezed me with a mix of softness and firm tightness.
"Kh... as expected, your back hole is just as tight, Teacher."
"Ha... euk... Young... Master...! Haah, haah...!"
"Hahaha, yes. Then I'll tell you."
Moving my hips slowly, I grabbed Helena's breasts. My remaining hand... naturally went to Sitri's buttocks.
—Slap! Slap!
"Ah-hahng!"
"Haha, you've learned to enjoy being hit now, haven't you?"
"You... you made me this way...!"
Hmm, it would be nice if Sitri joined in when Helena's torture chamber is finished soon...
I pushed that thought aside for a moment. I finally revealed what Helena and Sitri were truly curious about.
"The person I'm really going to humiliate is the Emperor."
"Haah, haah... what? Yo-Young Master. What on earth are you saying...?"
"...Did I hear that correctly?"
Mmm~ the reaction was exactly as I expected.
It feels quite good to see everything unfolding just as I planned. Conquering a woman I like is one thing, but this gives me a special kind of satisfaction.
Because of that, my blood boiled again, and I roughly buried Helena's head into the bed. While thrusting into her harder and harder, of course.
"Mmph...! Mmmph...!"
"Don't worry, Teacher. Even I have no intention of plotting a rebellion or treason."
"Nng-mmp...! Kng-mmp...!"
"Kh... of course, the one who will be most humiliated is Loengram. To be precise, I plan to push the Emperor right to the brink of humiliation."
"Ha-ah, haah...! Young... Master...! Please...!"
"Who told you to lift your head?"
"Ke-hup...! Heu-up...! Keu-hup...!"
With her head shoved down again, Helena desperately clawed at my arm. That only made her tighten up more, bringing me to the point of ejaculation faster than usual.
"Kh... I'm coming...!"
Finally, I blocked the mouth of the gasping Helena with my own and emptied myself deep inside her.
"Phew... I was a bit rougher today. How was it, Teacher?"
"He-eck, he-eck... hi-euk... ke-huk..."
"You liked it so much you can't even speak. Now... then next is..."
"I-I am...!"
"Come here, Sitri."
"Kyah-hahng!"
Just like yesterday, Sitri wrapped around me and squeezed me with demonic intensity. It would probably be the same tomorrow, next month, and next year.
And... soon, Natalia will be able to lie in this bed with us.
"He-euk... hi... ik...!"
"Haha, you're still such a lightweight, aren't you?"
"Hi-euk... it's... because you... are too... good at this... hyah-euk...!"
The night continued to deepen.
As always, our sexual intercourse grew more heated.
*
The sun rose again.
As usual, idle noblewomen were gathered in the garden and on the first floor of my mansion.
Helena and Natalia were in a separate space, sharing stories and clashing swords.
Sitri was still lost in the afterglow of the previous night.
In other words... there was someone else in front of me right now.
"You called for me, Young Master?"
Matthias, who always acted stiff but was incredibly capable, bowed his head. Since I intended to discuss something very important today, I first offered him a seat.
"There's something I want to ask of you. It might be a long story, so sit down first."
"Yes, Young Master."
Naturally, tea with a subtle fragrance was placed before Matthias and me. Although I had become immortal and had no need to eat or drink, I still brought the tea to my lips.
I don't particularly have a taste for tea... but such sentiments were proof that I was still human.
Setting down the tasteless teacup, I finally broke the ice.
"I want you to spread a rumor. Not among the nobles, but targeting the general citizens living throughout the Imperial Capital. Can you do it?"
"Hmm... yes, it is possible."
"What specific methods are there?"
"The standard way would be to spread it in facilities with high foot traffic, like taverns or inns. This is actually the most textbook method, as it's virtually impossible to pinpoint who started the rumor."
"I see... good, let's go with that. How long will it take?"
"It depends on the content... but if it's a truly provocative and sensational rumor, I believe it will take a month at most."
A month... a long time if you think about it, but short in another sense.
However, compared to my life that would now last forever, it was but a blink of an eye. The same went for the years of suffering Natalia had endured.
As I was thinking that, Matthias finally asked me.
"Then, will you tell me now, Young Master? What kind of rumor do you wish to spread?"
"Right. There are quite a few rumors to spread. Starting with the stale news that Sword Saint Loengram married a woman with the same last name..."
"Yo-Young Master?!"
"I'm serious. And listen to the end."
"...Yes, I am listening."
There were three main rumors to spread this time.
First, as I mentioned, the story that Loengram forcibly married Natalia, who shares his surname.
That controversy is something everyone who 'knows' is aware of, but the general citizens don't fall into that category. It was an open secret whispered only among the nobility.
"And the next rumor is about Loengram's adultery and illegitimate children. Oh, keep the identities of the illegitimate children strictly hidden. They are innocent."
Perhaps because I told him to just listen, Matthias didn't interrupt and listened silently. Or was it because I hadn't crossed the final line with Nina and Nadia?
Anyway, the remaining third rumor was...
"The rumor that Loengram enjoys sodomy."
"...Pardon? Young Master, His Excellency is..."
"Haha, yeah. I know. I know our Excellency has some disgusting tastes, but he doesn't enjoy sodomy."
"Then why..."
"Because it's provocative. In the first place, how many people are going to bother checking the facts of a rumor?"
Of course, regardless of his actual tastes, I intended to make him enjoy sodomy. I don't use magic on women I like, but I have no qualms about using it on bastards I despise.
As I took a sip of the bitter tea with those thoughts, Matthias asked hesitantly.
"Yo-Young Master. What on earth are you trying to do...?"
"What else? The downfall of the Knight Commander. And while I'm at it, crushing the Clausewitz family. Even in an era like this, don't you think forced eugenic marriage is a bit outdated?"
In mathematics, 1+1=2 is set in stone, but the world and society aren't like that. You can see that just by looking at how the child born between Loengram, a direct descendant of the Sword Saint, and Natalia, a mutant from a collateral lineage known as the Sword Princess, has no talent whatsoever.
That's not even on the level of eugenics or mathematics; it's nothing more than an infantile delusion.
And because of the former Sword Saint who had that infantile delusion, Natalia's entire life was trampled upon.
"So, it's time for the Sword Saint family to disappear into the annals of history. For the sake of this Empire."
"Hooo..."
Matthias still wore a troubled expression.
Well, he had to. It wasn't some minor noble family; he was up against the Clausewitz family, which had served as the Sword Saint and Imperial Knight Commander for generations.
"But, I never once said I would personally bring down the Clausewitz family, did I?"
"...Pardon?"
"Think about it, Matthias. In the end, all we're doing is spreading rumors. Rumors that no one knows are true or false, or even who started them."
"...That is true."
"But, if such rumors are boiling over throughout the Imperial Capital... they are bound to reach someone's ears. Who would that be?"
"Umm..."
"The hint is the person who bestowed the National Sword upon Loengram."
"...Ah."
Only then did Matthias's face change as he realized everything.
Yes, the only person in the Empire who could dismiss the Imperial Knight Commander was the Emperor himself.
"Now I understand. Certainly... Sir Loengram is the Emperor's sword, recognized by all."
"Exactly. But what a shame. The precious sword the Emperor cherishes is covered in rust and filth."
"Then there is only one answer."
Finally, Matthias followed my lead and let out a faint smile.
Because a sword that cannot be used must be discarded.