Chapter 207: The Mermaid Princess and the Perverted Prince (15)
Chapter 207: The Mermaid Princess and the Perverted Prince (15)
The meeting with the Minister was over.
I had prepared for a potential social party just in case, but fortunately, the Minister chose a party within a dream instead.
"He’s a man of romance. After Bernhard, he’s the kind of man I’d most like to befriend."
"Young Lor—no, My Lord. Is that the type of man you prefer?"
Nero brought me some milk tea in a Dark Jeanne glass and handed it to me.
"Do you prefer men who are bearded and muscular like him?"
"A masculine physique has its own charm. I’m the same way."
While living as Ruji Fermaton, I didn't have separate time to work out, so I substituted exercise with sex.
Sex is an activity that burns calories.
Compared to aerobic exercise, it might not be the most efficient, but there are ways to make it work.
Sex burns few calories? Then if I just have sex for ten hours straight, won't I burn that much more?
Through sex, I managed my fitness.
Of course, I also practiced swordsmanship with Serica and did minimal physical training to keep my body as lean and toned as possible.
The reason?
"If a man has a good body, he’s already halfway there. Though, of course, the face has to back it up."
I pointed to my own face.
As Ruji Fermaton, my face was quite handsome, albeit with a bit of a delinquent, villainous edge.
With a face like this, not working out would be a waste.
Unless one has a fetish for being a bloated, corrupt lord who crushes women with sheer weight while letching "ku-hehe," a man with this face has a duty to maintain his physique.
The previous Ruji wasn't like that.
He had a bit of a potbelly and a rather pathetic frame.
At least by my standards.
By the standards of the people in this kingdom, that might have been the average for a nobleman, but to me, a modern person, it was an eyesore.
"If you have a good body, opportunities for sex will find you even while you sleep. Nero, have you heard the stories? The slaves summoned to Queen Messalina’s bedchamber are all, without exception, well-built."
"…Pardon?"
Perhaps because the topic had turned lewd, Nero’s expression stiffened instantly.
"Ah. Was that an uncomfortable topic? I’m just making a point. Suppose I became Queen Messalina’s slave. She’d see my body, see my cock, and summon me to her bedroom, right? There, I’d win her favor with my physique. But what if my body was trash? Would the Queen ever call for me? Not a chance."
No matter how big the cock is, a woman feels a much greater sexual attraction when the man has a good body.
Oppa, take a breath. Haah, these chest muscles… they’re so sexy every time I touch them.
The merit of being able to provide that sense of fulfillment—the feeling of having sex with such an attractive man—is immense.
"…My Lord."
Nero straightened her posture once more.
"Hypothetically, how do you think it would feel to have sex with Queen Messalina?"
"How would it feel? No, why would I even have sex with Queen Messalina in the first place?"
"I said hypothetically…"
"I don’t even want to imagine it. Nero, why would you say something so horrific?"
"…Is there some kind of problem with having sex with Queen Messalina?"
"There is a problem."
A very serious one.
"Unless my life is literally at stake, I wouldn't have sex with Queen Messalina if I were dying."
Even if.
"Even if I had to kiss the Emperor’s feet, I wouldn't do it unless someone held a sword to my throat. I just can't."
* * *
A short while later.
Minister Barda Lithak, who had come to formally grant Ruji Fermaton the title of Count by royal decree, moved to the quarters prepared by the Fermaton estate to have some quiet time to think.
No matter how simple the task of delivering an appointment was, he couldn't just leave immediately after traveling all the way from the Capital to Fermaton.
Since one of the Ministers had arrived, Fermaton had to provide proper hospitality, and a "celebration" was in order.
However.
Barda was in no position to participate in any celebration.
He couldn't.
It wasn't that he particularly disliked Ruji Fermaton, nor was it because he needed to check the effects of Penisilin immediately, or because he wanted to visit the famous succubus brothels of Fermaton.
It was simply because he was panicked by the presence of "someone who shouldn't be here."
"No, why is she here?"
Only a very few people know the inner workings of the Royal Family, and the Minister was one of them.
He was a man who had served the Royal Family since the previous King's reign. As one of the Crown Prince's tutors in political science, he had played a significant role in helping the Prince become the Queen's successor.
Specifically, he had rallied the armies of the southern kingdom to support the Prince, winning a major political battle.
As a result, he was well aware of the existence of a certain "woman" who had established the current Prince as the heir and Acting King.
A woman who had no choice but to discard her own name and live under a new identity because a reason had arisen to "taint" the existing royal bloodline.
To put it bluntly.
The "former" Messalina—the Queen—had summoned a woman from the slums, had her disguised and surgically altered to look exactly like herself, and then let her play the role of the debauched Queen to her heart's content!
The reason?
Complex political issues and the tragedy of bloodlines.
The Queen intended to fade into the background of history by using a double.
In the meantime, she planned to build public favor for the Crown Prince, who was considered the next King.
And that woman had been watching the state of affairs from behind the scenes, monitoring and managing the "Slut Queen" in the form of a royal maid.
She didn't handle state affairs herself, but she appointed those most capable as Ministers, placing the right people in the right positions.
Thanks to that, the kingdom was enjoying its golden age.
Once the Great Slut Messalina was ousted by the Crown Prince and he inherited the throne, a peaceful transition of power would surely take place.
But the one orchestrating all of this from the shadows, "Nero," was here?
And as a maid for Fermaton, no less?
"…What is this?"
Was there a political move he needed to consider?
Surveillance of Fermaton in case they committed treason?
The construction of a forward base toward the Empire to gain a strategic advantage in future wars?
Intervention in the various "sex industries" being developed through the Infinite Labyrinth?
Or perhaps…
"Could it be… that?"
Nero is a woman.
And Ruji Fermaton is a man.
Not just any man, but one known for being incredibly well-endowed.
However, even that massive tool had one weakness: no matter how world-class his cock was, he could not leave Fermaton.
If that was the case.
"Ah, ahhh…! I see! I finally understand!"
Minister Barda clenched his fist.
"The Slut Queen is planning to visit this place! You cannot deceive the eyes of Barda Lithak!"
A politician must be able to read every political message contained in even the smallest gesture.
Nero had arrived in Fermaton first.
She had even infiltrated quite deeply in the form of a maid.
"…It certainly seems plausible."
Minister Barda wrote a single line on a piece of parchment.
"This is certain. It’s entirely probable. There’s no other reason for her to be here."
There could be many reasons for Nero to be here, but the primary one must be "that."
"The most blissful yet horrific death for a slut is 'death by orgasm.'"
To die while riding a man and craving his cock.
"…She’s thinking of Ruji Fermaton as an executioner."
The world's greatest man.
All sorts of items related to sex.
Supplements that can enhance sexual function.
If.
This was a big "if," but…
…What if Queen Messalina came to Fermaton because she wanted sex with Ruji Fermaton, and actually died while doing it?
"…If a swordsman challenges a Sword Master and dies, it is an honorable death."
It was the same thing.
Whether the path was stained with blood or filled with the scent of chestnut blossoms, the result was essentially the same.
"…If a slut dies while having sex with a Sex Master, is that a 'good death'? Even with my eyes, I wouldn't have known this plan if I hadn't come here myself!"
* * *
"Young Lord. So, what would you do if the Queen actually came here to have sex?"
"Why would I? I’m not someone who just likes sex; I’m someone who has sex with women I’m attracted to, women I like."
"……??"
Confusion flooded Nero’s face.
"What? What is it?"
"No, it’s just… are you perhaps the type who only wants virgins?"
"Only virgins? No, that’s not it."
It might look like I’ve only picked virgins to have sex with so far, but the cause and effect are all wrong.
The developers of 'Princess Ark's Odyssey' are the virgin-obsessives, not me.
It just so happened that all the verified female characters and gacha characters I chose to sleep with turned out to be virgins.
"It’s just a coincidence. I don't discriminate between virgins and non-virgins. But there is one type of woman I avoid."
"What kind of woman is that?"
"Sluts."
It wasn't so much a matter of frequency as it was a matter of basic hygiene.
"What if I catch an STD?"
This world wasn't just a fantasy; it was reality.
"Even if she’s a Queen, if she’s sleeping around with that many men, wouldn't she catch an STD? If I put my cock in there, wouldn't I just end up catching something?"
I continued.
"I was told never to even look at a slut who might have an STD."
"…Who told you that?"
"Who told me?"
Me.
"Count Ruji Fermaton. Listen well, Nero."
I spoke clearly.
"I do not have sex with anyone who poses a risk of STDs. That is my creed."