Meeting a great being required a corresponding amount of preparation. I needed to make a round trip to the Northern Region in advance with the carriage to register a checkpoint, have a threesome with Salina and Erina, and explore the dungeon of the Western Coastal Region. And now, having completed all of this, I was standing in front of the carriage.
Eve, who had finished the handover yesterday, was holding me tightly with an expression of dissatisfaction.
"What's wrong, Eve?"
"My mind just feels uneasy."
"Why? Are you scared because I'm meeting a dragon? Worried something might happen to me?"
"No, it's just... it's because the other party is a dragon. Dragons are incredibly strong, and they're supposedly extremely charming when they polymorph. If a woman like that clings to my husband... I have scales all over my legs, a fierce facial expression..."
I stroked Eve's head and spoke.
"Eve. No matter what anyone says, you are my first wife. Got it?"
At those words, the corners of Eve's mouth twitched before she hugged me tightly. I hugged her back. Eve spoke.
"Of course. You're good at everything except fellatio."
"...You're a real lunatic."
"But you still love me, right?"
"Of course. Come back quickly, okay?"
"I'll buy gifts from the Northern Region."
"For Sieri, my mom, Elsi, Soya, and Aira..."
"I got it. I'll make sure to buy them for everyone."
I kissed Eve on the forehead and got into the carriage. To think I could make a round trip to the Northern Region by investing only about ten days; as expected, the more civilization advanced, the better.
"Coachman. We're ready for departure."
"Yes. My Lord."
Leaving the coachman's pleasant voice behind, I pulled the lever. I had a lot to ask Ati when we met. I had to find out what exactly the dungeon of the Western Coast was, and whether there was a method to dispel the Chalice of Meiga. And I also needed to figure out what the dungeon in the Dwarf Kingdom really was. Could Ati directly recharge the Carriage of Alio Festa? I had to ask about this as well.
"Huh? Whoa?"
While I was pondering various things, the carriage tilted unsteadily. It seemed the place we finally arrived at was a slope. The coachman hurriedly grabbed the reins and drove the horses. Unable to adapt to the sudden incline, the horses whinnied before barely managing to take a step. I only stuck my head out of the carriage to observe the surroundings.
This place was the Northern Region.
In the distance, the Dragon Mountains laid their massive bodies down, watching us with the caves serving as their eyes. The winter wind flowing through the valley sounded like the screams of the beastfolk. Below that lay the expansive plain. A barren plain fitting the name of barrenness. Destruction had taken less than three months, but recovering required much more time.
If there was a silver lining, was it that rogues didn't seem to be swarming like before? I stuck my head outside the window of the carriage and breathed in the chilly air. When I came to the Northern Region previously, the air here had been filled with the stench of blood and ash. But now, the faint smell of manure and the scent of soil unique to the mountainous area dominated the plain. No abundance could be felt, but there was no gruesomeness either.
Emilia was splendidly restoring the Northern Region. The place we were at was the deepest part of the North. It was where the Grand Duke's Castle of the Northern Region was located. Around the castle, where thin, spiky spires soared hideously like Europe's Neuschwanstein Castle, neatness and splendor coexisted.
The carriages placed in front of the castle gates put an end to this impression.
Carriages fully loaded with supplies were lined up, and the knights and porters moved busily. In the middle of the carriages, a woman holding a paper began diligently delivering instructions. She was a woman with white hair like a rabbit and burning red eyes.
"That is the Grand Duke of the North."
The coachman spoke to me in a small voice. I knew that as well. The woman currently commanding the merchants was the Iron Lady who had newly taken office as the Grand Duke of the North and miraculously revived the declining Northern Region. It was Emilia. She was giving instructions to the merchants with a fierce gaze befitting the name of the cold and noble Grand Duke of the North. Seeing the appearance she was showing now, it seemed she hadn't noticed we had arrived yet. I spoke to the coachman.
"Could you let me off here? Since it's been a while, I want to offer a greeting face-to-face."
Seeing the reaction Soya showed previously when she came, wouldn't she prefer it if I walked up to greet her? I got off the carriage and slowly walked toward Emilia. It was quite common for carriages to come and go at the Grand Duke's Castle, but a half-elf wearing a priest's robe walking up was not so common. My walking appearance drew people's attention.
The sight of me, discovered by the merchants and delivered through whispers, went through a few people before reaching Emilia. Emilia, who had been burying herself in documents, raised her head and blinked, looking around her surroundings. And upon seeing me walking from the front, she threw the documents away and staggered over.
Footsteps that seemed completely divorced from health or exercise. The claim that she had completely recovered her health seemed to be a groundless rumor. My guess turned into conviction the closer she approached. She was still haggard, frail, and had a precarious atmosphere about her.
However, she possessed an intensity befitting the Grand Duke of the North. She reached out her hand as soon as she faced me. I smiled and reached out my hand in return for a handshake.
"Mmph?"
But what she was doing was not a handshake. Emilia grabbed the scruff of my neck and kissed me. The moment all the merchants and knights murmured in surprise, Emilia shoved her tongue inside my mouth and wrapped it around mine.
"Oh my."
The coachman was equally startled, pretending not to notice as he fed a carrot to the horse. The horse that took a bite of the carrot bared its gums and grinned. Emilia's body smelled like the fire of a fireplace. It was the dry scent of firewood that only emanated from people who had basked by a warm stove for a long time.
Inside her soft lips, hard teeth clashed against my tongue. Emilia's mouth opened, and I closed my eyes as I swept over the roof of her mouth. Like two different colored liquids mixing inside a small fishbowl, we intertwined with each other inside Emilia's narrow mouth.
"Hoo..."
Like a whale breaching the water surface, Emilia exhaled. Having finished the deep kiss, her face was full of satisfaction. Emilia stroked my pants over my priest's robe and spoke.
"You came to see me, right?"
Her attitude seemed like she would instantly turn hostile if I said no, so I nodded my head. Since I was planning to fuck Emilia while I was here anyway, I was only grateful that she was taking such an active role. Emilia grinned and turned her body around. I unconsciously let out an exclamation of wonder because I could feel the elegance in her turning posture. She spoke.
"The knight commander will personally handle the remaining work. I've confirmed all the classifications, so just double-check the delivery destinations."
"Ah, Grand Duke. You mean me?"
"Are you going to make me say it twice?"
"Yes! Understood!"
And then Emilia grabbed my hand and dragged me toward the castle. No, she tried to drag me. Lacking the strength, she gritted her teeth while pulling me before glaring at me.
"You're being mischievous."
I shifted my footsteps while looking at her cutesy charm that wasn't really a cutesy charm. In fact, this proactive attitude of Emilia was somewhat unexpected for me. I didn't know she would be this full of passion in a relationship formed through sex. When I first saw her, Emilia was someone like a timid white rabbit. To her, my sex seemed to have been an intense stimulation.
"You've gotten healthier."
"Yes. A little more than before... Lucius. When I met you again, I wanted to see you with a healthy appearance."
"I missed you too, Grand Duchess Emilia."
At my words, Emilia blinked her jewel-like red eyes and laughed merrily. Because her laughing appearance was exactly like a young girl, my mind relaxed as well. Emilia guided me as we climbed the stairs. I knew what was at the end of these stairs. Emilia's office. It was the place where she, who had temporarily taken charge as the Grand Duke, and I had mixed our bodies for the first time.
"I've heard a lot of news about you. Lucius. I heard you really like beastfolk and mermaids?"
"Yes. But I also like you, Emilia."
"Words fit for a womanizer. It's okay. Because I know very well that you are a bad person."
From my perspective, it was a somewhat unfair remark. A bad person, really. I shook my head and subtly looked outside the window. As the cold air wrapped around the hallway, Emilia hugged herself and shivered slightly. I walked forward while holding her tightly.
We arrived at the office. Upon opening the firmly closed office door, a different sight than before caught my eye. What was there was my portrait. Because it was the first time I had seen a portrait of myself drawn by someone else, I couldn't help but be a little surprised. What should I say. That portrait was hung massive in the middle of the office as if I were Emilia's husband. Emilia stroked my cheek and asked.
"Fufu... Do you like it? I prepared it for you."
How should I answer this. Should I say it felt like waiting for a regular supermarket lady to give me some extra service, only to suddenly be handed a bottle of high-end liquor. It was burdensome and slightly creepy. To her, isolated in the Northern Region, my existence seemed to have become a very large pillar of support. Emilia looked at me and my portrait alternately before placing her hands on the desk and sticking her buttocks out toward me.
"I've thought a lot about what you like. Because they said you... like having relations with beastfolk."
Emilia pulled up her skirt. Fluffy wool drawers covered in fur came into view. Emilia stroked down her drawers and spoke.
"I intentionally only wore underwear with fur attached all the time. And, I also listened to advice from the expert, Nancy."
"Nancy?"
"Oh my, do you not know? She is the most famous goat in our Northern Territory, and of the coachman you brought..."
"Ah, I know who it is. Please don't say it."
Soya's shocked face came to mind, so I shook my head. Anyway, did this crazy bitch just say she asked a fucking goat how to have sex? Emilia pressed her buttocks right up against me. The fluffy and cozy tactile sensation tormented my cock. She spoke.
"M-Master. Please copulate with me."
She really is an expert. Fucking bitch.
Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!
Use arrow keys (or A / D) to PREV/NEXT chapter