The village chief, Ian, poured me a cup of sake. It was a glass sake bottle and a glass cup. These are the tableware that had been prepared for the Lords only (two sets), and this place was also built for the accommodation of the Lord. The building was made only in order to show that lords are different in status from their subordinates, and although it is a two-story building about one size larger than the village chief's house, and although the interior is well done, it is still not suitable as a place for a lord to stay. To give an idea, it looks like a log house at a campsite. However, I actually like it because it looks like a villa in a summer resort.
However, I don't like the bears, deer, and monsters heads that have been displayed to add a touch of luxury to the place. Some of them were killed by Randolph's grandfather, which reminds me of him, whether I like it or not, and makes me feel like I'm being watched.
And behind me, Katherine stood like a shadow. I wasn't worried when Randolph was standing behind me, but when she stood like a shadow, I was really uncomfortable. I guess she was trying to make herself as invisible as possible so that her master wouldn't be bothered, but the way she did it was very like an assassin, and it was scary. I wanted to ask her to sit at the same table with me, but unfortunately, I couldn't do that.
The status of a lord is also troublesome.
The table made of wood was packed with all kinds of mountain harvests, meat of various animals, soups, nuts, and village liquor - It's like Doburoku(unfitered sake).
As for me, I would rather be served by the maid than the muscular, tanned village chief.
Unfortunately, in this world without a sense of eroticism, while beautiful women are certainly valued for their looks, the lack of the concept of having a girl at one's side to entertain one's guests is a regrettable and unpleasant one. No matter how much the status of a great man pouring drinks for his guests, it is still sad that I have to drink sake one after another from a bulky older man.
By the way, I have already[strengthened] my liver function by [physical enhancement]. I can't even imagine misbehaving with my lord while on official duties - to be honest, I never drank this much even on a regular basis - When I drink this much, I feel like to have a woman on m side. But still, in this erotic-free world, if I asked to embrace a woman, no matter how much I was a lord, I would have been expelled from the village of this beefy village.
Perhaps it isn't. Even so, the relationship and position between the lords and the people are very important.
Ian's wife Dean is also present at this banquet. I would have liked her to pour the drinks for me at least.
However, normally, I would have--
"Where's Monica?"
I asked.
Usually, girls don't usually come here to serve, except for Monica, who takes advantage of being the daughter of the village chief to come and sit next to me. Ian should have known that I would be more than happy to have her pour me a drink....
Ian, however, looks a little funny.
"She is attending a wedding ceremony."
"Oh, a wedding ceremony..."
----!?
"Wait who's getting married?"
"It's Monica. She is fifteen years old this year and she finally reached her wedding date the other day. Moreover, she was really looking toward it like she was targeting prey. She's my daughter after all, and she has the blood of a hunter who never lets his prey escape."
"Ah, ah ...."
There's still sake in my cup, so I drink it all up before accepting the offer.
But my innermost thoughts were, of course....
--I thought she was a child, and I still think she's a child.... but she just hugged me earlier, and the feel of her hugs... still... Monica finally....
I'm feeling quite emotional. I'm not sure why it hasn't come up before....
I have an itchy feeling. She has grown up.
"Desmond-sama, your nose is reddened."
"----."
I hurried to compose myself at Katherine's whisper. The concern of a first-class maid is not to ruin the dignity of her lord. I feel like I'm having a proper servant for the first time, However, I can't help but have mixed feelings when she points out this change.
Monica is getting married ...
The villagers distribute the souvenirs I bring and hold a party in the square every time. Even here, I can feel the noise from outside. I, the Lord, am not invited. After all, the people in this village are all athletic types. It would be bad for me if they did something strange to the lord after drinking alcohol.
And to tell you the truth, I am fine with watching the party from the outside, I am not good at joining in the party and not a fan of it either....
But it is certainly something, being able to overlap a wedding ceremony at the time of this diner.
"Well, then--" I was very tempted to go and congratulate them now, But if suddenly a big-status uninvited guest showed up, Things will probably heat up in a bad way. it's not my chicken-heart mind you, but I really have a bad vibe about this.
"I will be happy to congratulate her later. And of course, to her man too."
"What?"
The village chief looked at his wife with a questioning look on his face. Then, timidly.
"Surely you jest, Desmond-sama? Monica is to be married to the guardian deity, in other words, you"
"Huh!? - Me?"
That means the prey that they're talking about is me!?
I exclaimed with a funny voice.
"Because, Desmond-sama allowed one person per village to marry the Guardian Deity of the Land, right? Monica is my daughter, the chief of the village of Moiré, and since all of my older daughters were already married, that role was given to Monica. I thought we already agreed on that a few years ago."
Eh? What, did I say that?
Instantly, I was flooded with memories -- wham wham wham wham --
"When I grow up, I'm going to be Des's wife."
"Ha ha ha, Sure when you grow up."
"Wow, I'm so happy, you really promise? Des-sama!"
"Oh, okay, okay. Ha ha ha ha ha~ (echo)."
-- wham wham wham wham -- the end.
Whaaa!?
What? Wasn't that an "I'm going to be daddy's wife when I grow up" kind of talk? It's true that recently I was given "I'm going to be daddy's wife when I grow up" by my own daughter, not a relative's girl, with a concrete plan, but it's not a thing that is simply decided by a verbal agreement....
"At that time, I asked Randolph-sama, and he said that he'd made an official paper about it."
--Ah!
I do remember agreeing to the document that the village of Moiré would like to be approved, Is that it?
But the other party is ...No that would be according to the precedent ......
But...
"Monica received the document and immediately had it delivered to Desmond-sama's mansion, and we received a response that shortly that you would be here to replenish the magic in the defense equipment. We thought that Desmond-sama had already been told about this, so...."
"--Ah."
Came a voice from a figure behind me.
No way, was that-?
I turned my head to look at her.
I saw a lovely, elegant maid with an almost expressionless face, but she was putting on a very serious expression, even if it was only slightly. She quickly bows with a ninety-degree angle.
"I am sorry, I was so nervous in the carriage in which I was with the master, I missed the time to tell you about it. Such a blunder .... I can't believe it myself, and I will accept any and all punishment that made women crazy ...."
No, no, no, if you said that to me like this, It looks like you were just trying to get punished, right?
However, although I have not fully grasped Katherine's personality, I think that even if she is a perverted masochistic maid who is crazy about drinking cum from her Master's penis, she is not the kind of woman who would intentionally fail at her job in order to receive punishment.
This means now, this woman is even more nervous than I was, to the point of nearly losing it.
--Well, isn't she cute?
But this was a terrible mistake. Well, I was so shocked by her that I forgot to ask Randolph if there were any girls who wanted to use their first-night rights, just like I usually asked Randolph in the carriage.
――No, I don't think I asked Katherine back there either.
And the reason I usually did that is because I usually accept all first-night rights, so it would be a nice surprise, or so I thought, being the semi-sexually active person I was before I regained my memory. Again, the past came to kill me with all its might.
I just got my memories back from my previous life, and it has been and will continue to be me, but what the heck.
I mean, I can't just leave the maid apologizing to me by bending over ninety degrees as if I were a demon lord. Even if I wanted to show the dignity of a lord, this kind of demonstration is not what I want.
Ian and his wife, who was supposed to have been so happy and friendly all this time, were holding their breath.
"Katherine, lift your head."
"Yes, Master...."
-oh, I think her eyes are red and she looks like she's about to cry.
It was only a very slight change and one that would have been noticeable only to someone who had been paying close attention to her. It was rather a treat to see it, and it didn't fail to stimulate my desire to be a bit of a jerk - but I'm not the kind of lord who would cut someone's head off with a single mistake. What had happened was indeed crucial, but in the end, it did not lead to anything too serious.
"Don't ever do that again."
"Yes, I'll keep that in mind."
Ian and his wife shared a look of relief.
But what I didn't expect was that they were afraid of me. Well, if you are a lord, naturally they would be afraid of you. But I don't think I've ever demonstrated such a thing... Oh, is it Grandfather Randolph? It is his doing right? Even if it is a weapon that is not truly in my hands, it would still be an indication if someone had such a thing.
Grandpa Randolph, You....
But what's done is done.
"Still, Katherine, I will punish you later. Keep that in mind."
"Yes, I am sorry."
The maid bowed her head with elegance.
Is it too much of a stretch for me to say that she looked a little happy?
"I'm sorry, I showed you something embarrassing."
"No, no, It's fine..." Ian and his wife replied nervously.
So this is why I'm not a fearful lord ..... or am I? ....
Nevertheless, Ian said.
"So about the marriage..."
Haha, how pushy. But you're my subjects, you better be strong.
"Rest assured. I'll take the offer. Monica will be married to the guardian deity who protects this land, and she uses her first-night rights to ask me for a child. Then, as proof of her marriage to the guardian deity, I will breed her until she is impregnated."
When I said that, the parents of the fifteen-year-old daughter's faces lit up.
--I feel like I'm going to puke blood when I say that.
To think that I used to be able to say such a thing without thinking much about it before. And besides...
"Thank you, Desmond-sama, please impregnate Monica. She loves Desmond-sama so much she said she couldn't even think about having another man's child."
Wow ....seriously, I'm glad that she likes me, but that's quite intense.... I'm glad, but.
I mean, she's just like Sophie, Emily's mother.
"Now, please, Desmond-sama, I'm sure that the man of your caliber has nothing to worry about, but this drink has nourishing and energizing effects, so tomorrow night, please."
"Oh, leave it to me. I'll make sure your daughters are impregnated." With that, I drained the rest of the liquor from my cup and a new glass of liquor from Ian. --Cough! (puke blood)
The guardian deity of this land.
In other words, me. I have made this territory rich by doing various things. It's not only the capital Aldora, but also the Moiré village.
They were so grateful to me that it reached the point of being worshiped, and I was regarded as a guardian deity. Although the commoners are that grateful, I don't really feel that way. And I don't think they really feel that way either.
And it's not like I had acquired godhood or anything.
Still, in that sense, that concept was useful for one thing.
I mean, a commoner and a noble-born can't marry. But a commoner can marry a deity.
For example, in the old traditions, sacrifices were made to calm flooding rivers or to bring rain in times of famine, and the human sacrifice, Rather than using such words to describe it outright, they sometimes referred to it as marriages with spirits or the god. Some of them were said to be a demon. Some even just a person that called themselves god....
Here comes a brilliant woman who has discovered this history, a woman who is both frail and intelligent. And by the way, very strong.
And with all her brilliance, she was able to find out the concept and put together this bizarre idea.
She had a theory that she, the mayor's daughter, would sacrifice herself to the "god" of the land, use her wedding night rights to give birth to a child, which would be me, a noble, and then received the seed into her vagina until she gets pregnant. Until she gets a child with magical powers to prove she has truly married the "god".
That's exactly what she did. I was emotionally moved by it. In hindsight, I realize that she was quite insane at the same time as she was burning with the flame of love for me.
Once I started the practice of receiving first-night rights, I received the requests one after another. Still, the other girls were not get ejaculated in the vagina until they were impregnated. In order to increase the probability of pregnancy, the girls in the territory used to request it on the day of their ovulation, but it was not guaranteed, and children with magical powers are difficult to conceive, so the probability was low to begin with.
And the children who were the result of success were called "D-children"
What Monica is trying to use this time is not the regular first-night rights, but the special one.
I was being asked by Monica, who I thought of as a cousin girl and who I had been watching over as an uncle since she was about Emily's age, to give her a proper mating, and moreover, with a big passion that she didn't want any other man but me.
No--no, seriously, is this what that premonition was about?
I was half thrilled, half disgusted, and I didn't even want to mention how nervous I am right now.
The burden on my chicken heart is immeasurable for something that I never thought was waiting for me. On an affair trip, I was so excited about cheating and about the punishment that was waiting for me. I think it would be considered insulting to call it a punishment, rather than calling it a punishment, I would have to say that it was a reward.
Then, after Ian and his wife, who looked relieved, had treated me well enough, I told them that they should go to the ceremony too and that I had had enough of their company. After all, it was their youngest daughter who was to be the star of the wedding.
I was the outsider, but even though Monica would conceive my child, it would be the "Deity" who marry her. I, the "noble" will not participate in the ceremony.
Well, I thought I should go to bed, but...
I was in the same room with "her" and she was waiting for the punishment that I was going to give her.