Chapter 83: Causing a Stir (5)
Chapter 83: Causing a Stir (5)
[...That is the report.]
"Understood. I shall be careful."
A sigh escaped my lips at Yurdias's report.
"Tsk. Ah, my apologies. I didn't mean to let that slip."
"N-No. It is... fine."
Zenith retreated, her hands trembling.
Her breasts were significantly redder than when I had first started sucking on them, and Zenith herself was flushed a deep crimson.
Did she come once?
I hadn't noticed because I was busy controlling Paladin Sonata, but it seemed Zenith had felt quite a bit of pleasure while I was at her chest.
"Lord Ruji. Shouldn't we do something about those women?"
Astarotte asked cautiously.
"The white one is one thing, but the black one looks like she’s itching to run away."
"True. Quite arrogant for a slave."
I had paid a fortune for them, and she was thinking of escaping? I couldn't let that happen.
"Still, it would be more of a loss to turn back now than to let her run, so let’s continue the raid for now."
Clang!
The Kobolds I had cleared out once had respawned in greater numbers.
I quickly swung my Ohamma-Sledge Hammer to suppress them, and the party resumed the cycle of hunting and farming.
[Kyaak! I-I'm sorry...!]
"Tsk. Did you just drive your pickaxe into the magic stone?"
Kuro had shattered the magic stone of a Kobold I had hunted.
The pickaxe had struck the magic stone embedded right in the Kobold's heart, and it crumbled into mist before it could be recovered.
"Useless for anything other than having large breasts."
"Wh-What...?"
"Why are you surprised, Mother?"
"Ah, no. It’s just..."
Certainly, Kuro's breasts were as large as Zenith's.
Zenith might have felt targeted by my comment, but how could I possibly compare Zenith to that useless black cow?
"Your breasts are more charming than anyone else's, Mother. If I weren't busy piloting the Living Armor, I’d want to bury my face in them and fall asleep."
"B-But..."
Zenith kept glancing at Emma.
It seemed she was still uncomfortable with the Head Maid witnessing her being sexually harassed by me.
"...I don't produce breast milk like that slave does."
"If it doesn't come out, we can just make it come out."
"Ugh..."
Zenith bit her lower lip.
"D-Do you want... breast milk?"
"I think it would be nice."
Lactation play.
—Oppa. When I have a baby later, should I give you half the milk?
—What...?
—Once the milk starts coming, we can have doggy-style sex while you suck on my tits during missionary.
—You're talking about babies while we're having condom sex.
—Hehe.
A play I had never managed to try in reality.
But this was a fantasy world, and I held the power to make it happen.
It was far more wholesome than the various bizarre fetishes found within the Infinite Labyrinth. I really did want to try it once.
"Ruji. You know that to produce breast milk... you have to be pregnant, right?"
"I know that, of course. Doesn't milk come out when a mother is pregnant? ...Hm? Astarotte. What is it?"
"W-Well."
Astarotte began to glance between Zenith and me.
"...There is a type of Sex Magic that can do that, but..."
Ah.
* * *
At that same time.
In a land within the Kingdom, a short distance from the Fermaton County.
The place was called 'Sirjosia.'
It was the closest territory to Fermaton, yet their only interaction was through trade.
The byproducts of the Labyrinth from Fermaton Castle were transported to the Sirjosia territory through various merchant groups and traders. Sirjosia’s primary function was to sort and distribute these goods to the capital and other territories.
It was a logistics 'hub.'
There was only one road from Fermaton to Sirjosia, but from Sirjosia, the logistics network spread out in all directions like a spiderweb.
Although the Lord of Sirjosia was only a Viscount, his role was equivalent to that of a Count, and he was well-respected within the Kingdom.
Was it simply because of his role as a logistics hub?
No.
Being physically closest to Fermaton meant being the first to respond if anything happened there.
Sirjosia was a forward base that could deal with Fermaton in an emergency, and at the same time, it was where all the Kingdom's resources for monitoring Fermaton were concentrated.
In other words.
Sirjosia's primary role was the transport of goods on the surface, and 'monitoring Fermaton' in the shadows.
And here.
"Got him! I've finally figured out Fermaton's true intentions!"
A brown-haired man wearing glasses raised both arms high.
"I, Irsenti, have finally captured the true nature of Fermaton!"
The current Viscount Sirjosia, 'Irsenti Sirjosia,' scoffed at the report from the Kingdom's Intelligence Department operative who had come from Fermaton.
"Ruji Fermaton is buying slaves? This is an act of treason against the Kingdom and the Royal Family!"
Irsenti shook the report violently.
"Ruji Fermaton has rebellion in his heart! By buying slaves, he has shown his defiance toward the Royal Family, and he even bought them from a trade guild operated by the Empire! This is clearly—"
"It's just an idiot buying slaves without a single thought."
The youth sitting across from Irsenti calmly sipped his black tea.
"Irmiri!"
"Ruji Fermaton lacks the political insight and brains to oppose His Majesty the King's policies. Look at the data on the slaves he supposedly bought."
Beep.
Irmiri, a youth who looked exactly like Irsenti, touched a crystal orb to change the image projected on the table.
"Ruji Fermaton simply bought those slaves because he wanted to bury his face in those breasts. Even His Majesty would agree if he saw those Breast Containers. He’d say, 'The brat bought the slaves before the law was even enacted.'"
"Ha. What's so arousing about such hideous tits?"
Irsenti shook his head in disgust.
"It is a universal truth that a woman's breasts should be modest enough to fit perfectly in one's hand. I don't understand how anyone can be turned on by lumps of flesh that jiggle and bounce every time they run. What's the difference between a woman with a fat belly and a woman with fat breasts?"
"......"
"Hey. Brother. Surely you're not saying you find women like that attractive too?"
"Viscount. Those aren't even women. Why would you even use the word 'arousing' for them?"
"Exactly! That's my brother."
The Sirjosia brothers nodded deeply to each other.
Their room was filled with trusted maids, all of whom had chests that were as flat as a board.
They were clearly women in appearance, but...
"Brother."
"What?"
"With this, we have confirmed Ruji Fermaton's tastes."
Beep.
Another image flickered.
The images showed Ruji walking around with a bunny girl on a leash, Ruji working in his office with a woman dressed in all black and a gag in her mouth, and Ruji taking a tender post-meal stroll with Countess Zenith.
Every woman photographed with Ruji had breasts larger than the two men's fists combined.
"Zenith Fermaton... I've known of her since before she was a Fermaton, but those breasts are as violent and barbaric as ever. They were hideous back at the Academy, and now they've grown even larger."
"Setting aside past connections, look. This proves Ruji Fermaton has a 'huge breast' fetish. Therefore."
Irmiri's eyes sparkled as he pointed outside.
"This is the perfect time for 'her' to step forward."
"...You mean her? The one who isn't even a Sirjosia?"
"Yes. Though she is a concubine's child, does she not carry our father's blood?"
The two brothers turned their gaze behind them.
There stood a portrait of a dignified middle-aged man with a mustache, and beneath it, the name 'Samcenti Sirjosia' was engraved in gold leaf.
"We shall have her bewitch Ruji Fermaton, who is blinded by tits, and then have her join the knight order he is supposedly sending into the Infinite Labyrinth."
"That far?"
"Yes. Then we will know his true intent. The purpose of sending a knight order deep into the Infinite Labyrinth."
Flip.
Irmiri spread a piece of parchment on the table.
Though it was a mix of all sorts of malicious hypotheses.
Numerous theories written by the two Sirjosia brothers were listed there.
"...What is his true goal? Which of these many hypotheses is the truth? To find out... in the end, the only way is to directly plant a woman in his knight order."
Click.
Irsenti opened the window and shook his head as he looked at a woman with grayish-brown hair strolling in the distant garden.
"Irmiter."
A woman who inherited the Sirjosia blood but could not use the Sirjosia name.
"A monster whose tits are larger than her head. Ugh, absolutely disgusting."
"Indeed. I can't believe such a monster came from the Sirjosia lineage. Phew, but brother. Won't he be suspicious if we send her under her real name? I am Irmiri, and you are Irsenti."
"...True. Then let's think of an alias."
Irsenti frowned as he watched his half-sister, Irmiter, sit on a bench and massage her shoulders as if exhausted from walking.
"An alias for a monster with tits even larger than the slaves Ruji Fermaton bought."